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Bloody Phone Sex Throws Suspicion Off You

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is the only way to kill. If I am going to kill and torture someone, I want to leave a huge mess behind. Although, I do love creating a bloody mess, I partake in overkill because it throws the police off my trail. Overkill suggests a personal kill. Anger and rage, plus impulsiveness suggest that the victim knew their killer.

But I rarely know my victims. Perhaps, I encountered my victim somewhere, but I have no ties to my victims other than that random or chance encounter. So, if I make the crime look personal, I do not show up on anyone’s radar. I have been a murderous snuff porn bitch since I was a teen girl. Now, that first kill had all the earmarks of a personal kill because it was personal. I killed my bully.

She tormented me for years. And that first kill showed rage, anger and impulsiveness. I snapped. Lucky for me, my grandpa covered up that kill. He hid her body for me. To this day that bitch is still a missing girl. Many think she ran away. But I know better. And I owe that dead bitch. If she had never bullied me, I never would have killed her. And if I had never killed her, I never would have known about my grandpa. He honed my skills and taught me how to be a killing machine who flies under the radar.

You Can Kill and Get Away with It Too

And grandpa was my hero. He taught me to find a surrogate for my rage. He taught me about overkill throwing suspicion off me, so the police do not think the kill was just a random act of violence. And he taught me to use knifes, make it bloody and find a surrogate if I want to kill some bitch or some tool who wronged me. So, I have taken his advice since my teens. No cop has ever looked at me twice.

And I am a killing machine today. This killer phone sex bitch can turn you into a killing machine too. Teaching you everything you need to know to stay undetected like me. You can kill daily and never get caught. But you need my help.

Killer phone sex with the best makes a big mess

Killer phone sexWho am I? The Killer phone sex Queen, Daddy. I know you need my help; your daughter is a handful, isn’t she? Now she’s at that prime age, and she is driving you crazy. It’s a good thing you have me to help you. Bring her over; I’ll get her dressed right. I’ll put her in a lacy white negligee with some bright red lipstick. I’ll guide her to the altar. I’ll be sure to tie her to the sacrificial bed tightly.
Poor little thing will be screaming in fear, and I bet as soon as she sees you, she will give in. Since I was the one who prepped her for our little ritual, Daddy got to fill her in on what was going to happen to her. Tell her the Torture sex she is going to endure. I’ll get your cock rock hard and force it into her little wet hole.
I know the screams alone will make me cum, but since she is our slave now, let’s make it bloody. Your cock is way too big for her little asshole, so I want you to slam it in there, one hard big thrust inside. And then I want you to jackhammer that shit till she bleeds.

Strangulation phone sex legs will tighten around the neck.

Strangulation phone sex             Strangulation phone sex legs will tighten around the neck.  Not just a little bit. This will not be like movies. Not in the least. That is to say, you will not be rescued in the Knick of time. Sooner or later, you will lose all hope. It will be then that you will see you end is nye.

            In fact, I’m going to make you beg before finishing you off with my legs around your neck. Now you may just be wondering if it is even possible to strangle you with my legs around your neck. I am here to show you that it can and will be done.

            In the end, I will have Necrophilia phone sex with your pathetic dead ass. For once I have strangled you, I will of course still want to fuck you. Take you even after death.

            In other words, you never let a good stiffy go to waste. Waste not want not. A stiff cock even in death will be one hell of ride for me that is. You will be staring blankly into the abyss.

            Nothing else matters other than my orgasm.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Let Us Explore Revenge

murder phone sex fantasiesMost of us have murder phone sex fantasies. I know I do. And I have them for all the folks who abused me when I was a young girl. I include my mother on my kill list because she left me with my dad when I was super young. She just never came home from work one day. Vanished. For a while, I thought she might be dead. When I entered my teens, I often wondered if my father killed her. Although he told me she did not want me and left with another man to start a new family, I doubted that claim’s veracity.

But because she left, my father began abusing me. And he eventually allowed his friends to abuse me too. Although I did run away, my earlier years hooking on the street and making snuff movies, gave me time to think about revenge. I had no choice as a teen runway and high school dropout but hooking and porn. And that exposed me to men almost as bad as my father.

Revenge is So Sweet

Recently, I did one of those DNA kits just to see if I might have siblings somewhere. My dad could have remarried. And if my mom was alive, she may have given birth to a sister or brother for me. The DNA results revealed that I had at least two half siblings. Maybe more because the results only identify others who have done the same DNA testing. However, those half-siblings matched on my mother’s side. So, I hired a private detective who found her in a trailer park only 6 hours away from me.

I paid her a visit. But she did not survive the visit. I made it look like a home invasion phone sex fantasy gone wrong. No prints left. And no DNA either. This switch knows all the tricks to go undetected. I need to be more careful with my DNA since I am now in the DNA database that cops can access to solve crimes.

She did not recognize me. Her own daughter. So, I used a pair of her gardening shears to slice her throat. As I watched her bleed out, I told her who I was and why I killed her. The bitch’s expression when she realized who I was and why I killed her seemed priceless too me.Revenge feels good. Now that I killed my mother, my number one enemy, I need to find my father. He deserves death too.

Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores.

Gothic phone sex            Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores. Now, do you like vampires or werewolves. Perhaps you like to call them Lycans.  It is the more politically correct title. Just like if you really are one. Are you? That would be so hot.

            We could really take apart any of the teeny whores then. If you are Vampire, you will have to tell me which your favorite is to drain. Which vein do you like the most? Next, the question of inquiry is what type of vampire. After all, everyone has a favorite.

            Me, a cross between Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the Lost Boys. I can take Vampire Diaries if they are Damon or Klaus. Sexy hot vicious killers. Now they would really demolish a Goth teen phone sex little whore.

            All in all, I would be the willing and eager accomplice to anyone of those that have been mentioned above. Be a killer. In fact, Underworld is another prime example. Which is yours?

            If you pick Twilight, I promise you will never be an accomplice, you will be the victim. Pansy ass little sissy bitches they are. Together we will be sure to decimate you. Mutilate you and leave you to rot. Never give an inch.

            In other words, choose wisely. You will seal your own fate.

Evil gyno emptying out my creamy cunt

Medical fetish phone sex

I’ve been a naughty bitch, master has found out I’ve fucked another man, defying his rules, backstabbing, lying, cucking his massive dagger dick. I couldn’t help my desire for a plain attack on my soft snatch, not the typical assault, violating, abusive force I was used to.

Into the medical room I go, evil creepy gyno on crack set up, dusty walls, feet clamps, such an evil bastard you are. Tied down preparing my cervix to be suckout out, dried and cleaned. Every drop of white chunk cream cum that was shot in my tight little pussy had to be gone. You open me wide, lube my sweet subtle pussy lips, swollen, I’m  shaking in fear. I beg you to stop but you insert a giant cervical dillater, force me open, stretching and tearing up my pussy with no numbing gel. I’m screaming with the raw pain, slowing inserting the cannula and curette. 

You tell me over and over what a whore I am, pinching my titty’s while bending down to turn on the vacuum . I’m screaming and crying while you suck my insides out, cum cleaning, blown out pussy walls, blood dripping droplets of leaky leftovers.

Snuff sex you better say yes to it, or else.

Snuff sex            Snuff sex you better say yes to it, or else. One way or another I am going to get you. You can run, but you can’t hide. Not from the brilliant tracker that I am. Snuffing you will be a pleasure to be sure. Now the next question is simply going to be are you going to make me have the fantasy rape on your ass and tear you apart or are you going to have sex with me.

            All in all, I really don’t care how you are killed off, but I will be the one doing the offing. So, I guess what I am saying is that in the long run are you looking to get fucked one last time or are you thinking you just wanted to be killed.

            If that is the case. Then the Killer phone sex is way that I will go. Not just this one time but every time. Each time making it a little bit bloodier. After all there are so many ways to kill off a person. With a knife, a gun, oh an oozy, among so many other things. What way will I find to snuff you?

            Will you have sex before you die?

Sex with Dead Bodies is a Hot Taboo Fuck

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is fun. Sometimes, the best fuck for a woman is just after a man dies. A couple hours after death, rigormortis sets in and that makes a cock stiff as a board. Although a dead man does not cum. I think I could make him cum. What do you think? I do like cum, but I just need a stiff dick. One that won’t talk or get mean or abusive with me.

Sometimes, I pose as an EMT. I have an outfit from a friend of mine who is a real EMT. And I have another necrophiliac friend too. Over the weekend, he and I hooked up for a trip to the morgue. I told the coroner that I was an EMT, and my friend needed to ID the man I brought in earlier. And then I asked for some privacy. The corner needed a lunch break, so she took one giving us about an hour for some necrophilia phone sex fun.

I found the stiff I brought in earlier. And he found a cute teen girl who died in a car accident the same day as my hung corpse did. We each had a warm body to fuck. One that would not talk or scream or fight us. Although no man balks at fucking me, so many ruin the encounter when they won’t shut their mouths.  My friend thought the same thing about the young corpse he fucked. No fighting him. No screaming for help either.

A Dead Dick or a Dead Cunt Never Fights You or Talks Smack to You

I got up on the cold slab where my corpse laid and rode his stiff, dead cock like a horny cowgirl. Right next to me, my friend plowed the dead cunt of a teen girl. He told me nothing ever felt tighter on his cock either. When you fuck a corpse, you will never last long. I mean it is like an extreme taboo phone sex fetish. So, that forbidden aspect combined with the stiffness of a dead dick, or the tightness of a dead pussy makes you cum quickly.

After we both came, we cleaned the bodies the best we could and got the fuck out of the morgue before anyone was the wiser. But we still felt so horny after the encounter. So, we went back to my place and fucked some more. I sucked a dead girl’s pussy scent off his dick. And that made me even wetter than I was before. I love being a sick fuck.

Cemetery Slaughter: A Teen’s Twisted Tale

Young voice phone sex

Listen up, bitches, I had the most thrilling date ever, and let me tell ya, it was fucked up! This dumbass at school, let’s call him ‘Loser Boy’, kept begging me to be his prom date. Hell no, I ain’t no princess! But this moron didn’t get the hint, so I decided to give him a ‘special’ night out. Dressed to kill, I met him at the cemetery. Yeah, romantic, right? I broke the lock with my pliers and watched his pathetic face. He wanted to bail, but I wasn’t having it. I dragged him inside, laughing my ass off. He tried to run, so I stabbed that motherfucker with my pliers. His screams were music to my ears. I kicked and punched that pathetic dick until he got a boner. How sick is that?! I yanked his pants down and gave him a ‘hand job’ he’d never forget.

But the fun didn’t stop there. I bashed his head against a grave, then snipped off his tiny dick. His guts spilled out, and I felt fucking amazing. I left his dead ass there. It’s a cemetery, no one will notice another corpse! Best. Date. Ever.

Suffocation Phone Sex in the Club with a Sexy Babe

suffocation phone sexI utilize suffocation phone sex techniques with losers who call me. As a sexy switch the size of your dick determines if I am in charge, or you are in charge. If you have a small cock, you do not get to hurt me or fuck me or even touch me without permission. And I know a small dick loser when I see one. They all have big dick energy but nothing to back it up with.

And this little loser came on strong too. All that bravado for such a tiny package. He thought since I strip at a club, he can own me. He tried to get rough with me in the VIP room. So, I suffocated him. I handcuffed his arms behind his back, pushed him down on the ground and sat on him. He never saw it coming. Although I do not usually have snuff sex at the club, sometimes a woman must do what she must to survive. The club has my back always.

Once this asshole landed on the ground, I sat my ass and pussy on his face. As my legs squeezed against his thighs, I could feel him struggling to get free. But after about ten minutes of straddling his face, he stopped moving. So, I sat up and smacked him awake. This I consider a sort of macabre version of erotic asphyxiation. I was not ready for him to die. Not yet at least. Quick deaths bore me.

Sometimes I Enjoy Suffocating Men with My Tits and Ass

I’ve suffocated men with my pussy and ass, but I rarely kill them. And the times that I have been responsible for a man dying this way, I never meant to kill him. But I am older now, wiser, and I know how not to kill a man if I do not want to. However, I wanted to kill this tiny dick loser. So, for round two of my taboo phone sex game, I shoved my big tits in his face, covering his mouth and nose.

He fought. And he fought hard. However, his body began to weaken. I felt him limp under my body. But I continued to smother him until I knew he had been denied oxygen long enough to be brain dead. My security guards got rid of his body for me. They don’t ask me questions when mishaps occur. And I do not ask them where the bodies are buried. It’s a great relationship.