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Wet Murder phone sex fantasies

murder phone sex Murder phone sex fantasies had me luring two little sisters.

Down in the basement things were getting heated and wet! Alexa, dim the lights.” “Setting lights to; Demonic.” The red lights blazed around me. I started to laugh.

The pair of sweet young bunny wabbits I had trussed up on my playroom table started to cry.

I was in Hell, and these little morsels were about to be as well.

“Please don’t hurt us!” The oldest of my prey cried out. I backhanded her. She could watch her sister go first, since she wanted to be so brave. I snatched up the little one, and put her down a hole in my floor.

She fell; her leg snapped. She screamed as I flooded her chamber with lights, pulling the viewing screen down for my little snack. “Alexa, fill the tub.” “Filling the tub.” Water started to flood the chamber.

I kissed my sweet tiny jane doe roughly. “I hope your sister can swim.” We spent an hour watching the room slowly fill up, terrifying both of my little treats. I was finger fucking mine, edging her.

I wanted her to beg me to let her cum before I tortured her for the next three days. Then, I’d be waiting for her to beg me to kill her. But She would be staring in gangbang rape porn first! I’m sure some men would love to get that dick wet with a tight little forbidden cunt! 


Torture Sex and Any Fantasy You Want

torture sexHe called me for torture sex. Not for him, but his little niece who gives him daddy boners when she smiles. I prefer to torture and kill in real life, but I know that is not always realistic or safe. Sometimes, a hot nasty fantasy call takes care of that itch. I enjoy snuff calls. No one is off limits to me. I do not care how young or old someone might be, I will kill them with you or for you. I have no regard for human life. I hate everybody. I have never enjoyed social gatherings or felt the need to have friends. The only family member I loved was my grandpa on my dad’s side and he has been dead a decade. I am a serial killer with no MO. That is how I never get caught. I have no pattern. Sometimes I kill for fun. Sometimes, I kill for hire. Sometimes I kill because the person annoys the fuck out of me. I have no pattern and many motives and that is how I stay an undetected serial killer. I do enjoy helping you with your dark desires though like fucking and killing your little cock teasing niece. Most folks are born with a conscious or an uncontrollable desire to not be arrested. I have nothing to lose which means I can risk everything. I can even take the risk for you. Tell me who you want to star in our snuff porn and lets make it happen.


Sapphic Snuff Sex Slaughter

snuff sex This snuff sex Mistress of evil is from a small town, everybody can tell. I’ve had the same best friend, little Miss Summer Thyme, my whole life! I loved that bitch to death – literally. Little miss Homecoming Queen, Little miss class president, Little miss prom queen. She was the perfect slutty cheerleader, the lead in the musicals; just all over a fucking sweet and wholesome piece of ass! Well, when fucking Summer caught me slaughtering the hogs out behind the shed, she just smiled and played in the blood with me. The way her hands fingered the trendles of blood and gore had me dripping wet! ! I ate her sweet bald cunny out out and made her cum so fucking hard she squealed louder than the hogs!!! She was finger fucking me, I was so close, when she got a smile on her face. “My arm is too tired. I’ll get you later.” She winked, running off all bloody.

sex with dead bodiesFuck that whore, leaving me high and dry! I snuck into her room that night, and dragged her out by the hair. I slaughtered that selfish little bitch on the railroad tracks, and then got an evil grin on my face. I sent a text out to all my filthy Necro fuck friends to meet me by the train bridge. All fifteen showed up, and they ran a train on her body. See if you ever cum again you filthy little bitch. Lots of men love sex with dead bodies and her was a delicious morsel too good to let rot in the sun!


My Turn

Killer phone sexI’m always the obedient accomplice, the observer, the whore…but tonight I want to feed my demons. They crave a taste of blood and I needed to find my first victim, you made it easy for me. Was it the fact that I was barely covered that made you feel I was safe to approach, because I looked easy? Finally looking for my own victim I realize now why my own masters keep me around to be used for bait. You and so many others see me as harmless. A thought that you will regret in just a bit, yes led me to your car. How convenient you parked in the back, I do that too. My hearts pounding as you pulled me into your lap, releasing your cock and rubbing it between my thighs. You comment on how wet I am when you stick your fingers inside me. Mmmm I am wet, as a feel the demon take control. Sliding down on your cock, and being the whore you wanted me to be. Watching as you moan underneath me. Feeling you climax as I reach in my boot as your head goes back as you release your load inside me. Pulling out a small blade I swiftly slashing it across your throat for my climatic moment. The warm blood covering me as I cum listening to your choke on the blood filling your throat and lungs. When finished I step out of the car. Careful not to touch much. I’m not so good at disposal yet so I just grab the gasoline can I stashed nearby and let flames take care of the rest. And carefully slip into the night feeling refreshed and alive.


Knife Play Phone Sex is My Thing

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my thing. I like to slice and dice. I am called the wicked butcher online and on the dark net. Venus is not my real name, but your probably guessed that. Girls must have some secrets, right? Only my family knows my real name. It is one of the ways I go undetected. I am a ghost. Back to my knives. I castrate. I stab. I cut. I slice. I dice. Sometimes I torture a victim, other times I kill them. My knives are my best friends and the only friends I ever need. I was on a killing spree last night. I was just in a mood. Let me tell you the snowstorm was my accomplice because it made people stuck and prevented them from escaping. It was like 0 degrees last night but there were folks out. I had my dad’s old tow truck as my cover, and I picked up a few different victims. My favorite though was a mom and her cute little girl. What kind of mother drags her angel out in a snowstorm to get booze and cigarettes? Not a mom who deserved to live. They got stuck in the snow, so I offered a lift home with the car in tow. I have many skills and loading a car on a tow is one of them. It was so dark, and the mom was already drunk as a skunk, so no one realized I was taking them to my kill shack. Mom was guzzling her straight vodka in the back. I carried her in the house and punched her, knocking her out. I put her brat in a dog cage. Made her watch while I put her pathetic mother out of her misery. I just stabbed her in the stomach and ripped her open. Gutted her like a pig and watched her bleed out. I swear her organs smelled of liquor. They were fermenting. The daughter was in the cage crying and screaming. I fed mom to the coyotes, then mopped up the floor. The little girl, I am saving for you. You can be my accomplice phone sex partner because I know you have a thought or two about what we can do to her.


Torture Phone Sex Princess

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I may enjoy being the victim when it comes to torture phone sex, but every now and then, when I’m being tortured, I think about what it would be like to take my power back. Yes, I’m submissive by nature but nobody in life is a one-trick whore. So my mind takes me to this far away place where I am the one in charge. Where I am the one with the knives, whips, clamps, and hot candle wax. Oh and let’s not forget those dildos that are too big to fit in the holes my torturer intends them to be for. It really gets me through those times when I need my mind to wander.

The first thing I’d do is tie him up so tightly that his arms and legs can’t move at all just like he does to me.  I wonder how he is feeling when he sees me break out the nipple clamps with sharp pins in them.  I’m gonna twist them on really tight, just like he does to me and I hope his nipples bleed. And speaking of blood, I think I’m going to get a knife out and run it up and down his body to leave him with some scars just like he has done to me. The options are limitless and every time some fucker tortures me, I pick up new ideas of how I will inflict pain on my next victim.


Knife play phone sex slut

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I was sitting on my bed, in my dorm room when the door slowly creaked open. I stood frozen in panic, in nothing but a tank top and g string panties as a strange man walked in. As he turned to lock the door, I caught sight of a big, sharp knife in his hand. He pushed me back onto my bed and told me that I better not try to fight back. He slid the blade down my body, slicing my panties off. He lifted them to his nose and took a deep breath. He pressed the blade into my throat and told me that he was going to force fuck my brains out. He then told me that I better beg, plead and pray if I wanted my pathetic life spared. I don’t think he realized that the dorm he had broken into belonged to a twisted, evil knife play phone sex whore. I was more than ready to be his snuff slut for the evening. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. I begged him to stab that blade into my throat instead of begging for my life. He wrapped my sliced up g-string around my throat and started to strangle me with it as he was jamming his cock into my asshole. As I began to lose consciousness I could feel his hard dick dumping cum into me. He pulled the fabric tighter and watched as my face turned pale blue and then deep purple. When he felt my body go limp, he dropped me on my face and left to find his next victim. I wasn’t the first and I won’t be his last…

 


bLOODY tOOTHLESS BLOW JOB?

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With extreme torture sex we can give you bloody toothless blow job. 

Two hitchhikers, women, and traveling light. Pretty young women who thought I was doing them a favor. So trusting in fact that I had the passengers’ side fill with soft snores.  At the rest stop I chloroformed both women. It was risky but they both got the rag!  

I brought them straight to you and you had your dental chair ready for both of them. Laughing Gas was always your preferred choice!  All I had to do was cut off clothes and arrange those legs so you could see those cunts wide open and waiting for your cock. I love how you worked to pull each tooth out while pumping them with your dick. Savage ravage of unwilling cunts! Its music to my ears as they begin feeling the pain of each extraction!   I have to say your practice was busy with men who wanted to try out your whores with no teeth. Pretty girls gumming a cock as your customers got off on bruttally fucking bloody and sore mouths!       

Want to help me hide a body? 


Cooking With Daddy Pt. Two

Cannibalism phone sexDaddy served us our drinks and I carefully watched as she grew sleepy. I love when the panic spikes for a moment when the little piggy realizes that she’s just been drugged. By then it’s too late nothing can be done except enjoy the desperate look and fear on her chubby little face. Then there is only the small things left to do while daddy preheats the industrial oven he has in the basement. I have the pleasure of undressing piggy and removing any annoying hair and rubbing her whole body down with olive oil mixed with several herbs so the skin cooks to a perfect crispiness. Daddy comes up to help me out, he loves stuffing her insides with potatoes, onions, carrots, and some apples for a slight sweetness. It’s my job to help daddy hold up her limbs to tie them with wire to ensure proper cooking. We carried our fat piggy down stairs to her pan, to finish up the final touches before covering her with foil and then slid into the oven. I like to sit by the oven and watch the moment when piggy squeals as she bakes. It only lasts a few minutes but it’s the most enjoyable for me. This little fatty took about 6 hours to thoroughly cook all the way through. The first cut into the crispy flesh had a clear river of juices leaking out from it. I smiled watching it drip after cutting the first slice of the rump for daddy to enjoy. It’s his favorite part.


Cooking With Daddy Pt. One

Cannibalism phone sexI stalked this chunky bitch for weeks. Playing the sweet, caring, and attractive friend always in her corner. Always meeting for coffee after her classes pretending I had some on the other side of campus. She was a little naïve but daddy picked her specifically for her meat, not her brains. For as long as I can remember daddy every few months needed a little taste of long pig. Trained me to be the perfect lure. Here I was extending an invitation to this fat piggy to come over for dinner, insisting that she come over early so we can study. Thankfully this was coming to an end, I hate pretending to give a shit about the feelings and thoughts of an entrée. It’s understandable why this piggy was selected; her thighs alone have plenty of meat enough to last for days. I’m starting to think maybe Daddy is planning a dinner party with this one. I’ve been taking her out to eat for the past few nights, encouraging her to fill up with plenty of savory foods. Daddy has a list of restaurants that he believes helps with flavorization and fattening up of course. It will be go-time in just a few days, I better go recipe a great stuffing for this one. Yum.


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