Killer phone sex fantasies anyone? Be honest with yourself. There is someone in your life you wish dead. You have come to the right place to explore them. I hate just about everyone. I wish people dead every day. Sometimes, fantasies become reality in my world. Either I take matters into my own hand because I have a low tolerance for dick heads and stupid cunts, or I am contracted out for disposal services. Why do people come to me to hide their bodies? Because I know what the fuck I am doing. Spring is the best time to hide the evidence. Human remains make great fertilizer for my garden. Folks who hunt with me always ask how I never get caught. That answer is simple. Never leave any evidence. A human body can’t be left for discovery. I hate hunting in winter because I need to find a place to keep a body on ice until the ground thaws and I can dispose of it in my fertilizer granulation machine. This machine is awesome. You shove the body in and it grinds it up, even the bones, into minuscule parts that are later sprinkled over my couple acres of land. The body can go in dead or alive. Either way its bloody fun. The smell is far less pungent than horse shit. Bonus, human fertilizer produces very nice vegetables and lovely flowers. Right now, I have a few bodies chilling in the meat freezer until the first day of Spring when they get mixed in with some coffee grounds in the fertilizer machine. I take sadistic pleasure too in serving people food that was grown in the soil of their missing loved one. So yes, this sadistic bitch can’t wait for Spring. Let’s hunt together. Let me get rid of your ex girlfriend’s body . For shits and giggles, let’s make her grieving family a carrot cake with carrots grown in her remains and deliver flowers to her grave that grew in the same manner.
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Spring Time Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
Kidnapping phone sex
I’ve been missing for two weeks since these men snatched my little whore ass up. I have been in their basement this whole time. They all whore black masks that covered their faces. I was tied to a table that was covered in my blood since they kept hacking away at my skin. These men were ready to see my body lifeless. I cried for help asking them to release me- and instead I was stripped naked, bruised, and battered. They used sharp tools to torture me in different ways. They fucked my holes and filled them with cum while one of them cut my nipples then burned them with metal. Others penetrated my cunt with scissors seeing what they could snip. My ass hole was fucked with a sharp objects until I bled non stop. My throat was fucked by each of men and then shortly after all my teeth were pulled out to gum them with my mouth. They laughed as they used a scalpel to rip out my clit telling me there is no enjoyment in being a whore. Right when I thought they were going to kill me by slitting my throat I then awoke- only to find my stupid pathetic whore ass by a ditch.
Bloody Phone Sex
Mutilation madness…is it madness…or is it sanity of the darkest kind? I like to think that my world is the sane one while the rest of the world is on a roller coaster with blinders on. oblivious of the sadistic world they live in. My brother agrees…He is strikingly handsome and the woman swoon over him, making him the perfect accomplice. He is able to lure the most beautiful, perfect female specimens into his confidence. They get lost in the twinkle of his green eyes and the soothing sound of his rich, deep voice. We both enjoy the sound of flesh being ripped apart. The sound of horrified screams and the site of blood spattering across the floor and walls. We relish the feel of the warm liquid as it hits our bodies and drips down our flesh. Tonight we were feeling especially sadistic and evil and the sweet young thing he picked up was in for the treat of her life. She didn’t resist at all when he told her he was going to tie her down. In fact she begged him to tighten the restraints. Asking him to bring on the kink. I watched, naked in the shadows as e lived out the most violent rape fantasy I have ever seen. By the time he motioned for me to emerge from my vantage point, my cunt was already dripping wet and my adrenaline was pumping so hard I could hear the sound of my blood pumping through my veins. I grabbed a hand full of her hair so that she couldn’t turn away and watch as he began the mutilation that would end her life. He always starts with the breasts. I couldn’t wait till she took her last breath so that I could cut the ropes off, throw her lifeless body to the floor, lay in her blood and have him fuck me hard as we both relived what just happened in our mind’s eye.
Stranded For The Last Time
One person’s misfortune is my gain. Going home I saw a stranded car in the snow with the word “HELP” written in the snow on the windshield. Being the person I am, how could I not stop? Inside the car was a woman and her young one. JACK POT! so helpless and cold, they were so thankful that someone had come along. After all they could have frozen to death out here. I don’t know about freezing, but the death part was certainly what was about to happen I offered them a ride back to town for help and they gladly accepted. Didn’t anyone ever teach you not to take rides with strangers? They should have. Once at my place I took full advantage of my situation. And here I thought today would be a cold and lonely day for me. Torturing the little one first while mommy cried and watched was just what I needed to get the party started. She was about to be next and his lifeless body would be right there with us watching with that glazed over stare that death brings. He would witness his mommy’s demise from the other side. Not to worry they would soon be together again! Forever…..
Accomplice phone sex with Ivy
We knew this camping trip would always be a memory. What we did not know is how we would remember it. We went back to his home state and it had to be during this damn storm. I am so happy we brought someone to eat. We had hoped we were going to be able to actually hunt her in the woods. The storm changed that. We were snowed in and stuck in this cold cabin. We had left overs from our last hooker we slowly roasted over a nice hot fire. I loved making this bitch eat meat off of a burnt hand. Her tears made my pussy wet and his cock hard. I love being his accomplice in this dirty life we live. Something about the snow and our still living meal made me so fucking horny. We started fucking in front of her. Listening to her scream and beg for help as he slammed his cock in and out of my tight juicy pussy made me cum so fucking hard. After we fucked we were heated and ready to fuck this bitch up. I stripped her down as he got a boiling hot bath ready for her. I started cutting her hair off and shaving her body. We wanted her to be nice and clean before we seasoned her body. We wanted her to be as calm as she could be. We waited for the water to get to the perfect temperature for her. We wanted her stress and worry to melt away with the warm water. We got her out of the tub and onto the table. Poor thing fell asleep after we hit her on the head. She never saw it coming. We rubbed her clean body with olive oil, we got every inch and curve on her body. We lightly covered her with Salt and Pepper but there was one thing missing. We needed her filled with his warm yummy cum. As I helped him guide his big thick cock into her tight ass she started to wake up. Begging him to stop, begging us to let her go. Her begging made him cum so hard inside of her. She was ready, ready to be slowly cooked. We watched her cooking over the fire in the big fireplace. We fucked as she cooked. We were snowed in, with a warm fire and enough food to last us for a few days.
Killer phone sex solved all my problems
I remember my ex-boyfriend’s mother. I remember when she used to tell me she was just dying to be my mother in law and couldn’t wait to be a grandma. I smiled and tried to shrug it off for a while but this was a woman I couldn’t stand. I didn’t want her to be my Mother in law… I just knew she was going to one day push me to killer phone sex. I had enough of her telling me what to wear, how to clean, how to cook and how to spend my money. I was starting to wonder if she was going to tell me how to suck my boyfriend’s dick…mommy dearest had to go – and fast. I arranged a special day at her place where I was going to be helping her cook and bake and she was supposed to dye my hair. I let her do it all before I walked up behind her in the kitchen and stabbed the back of her head over and over again. It was a bloody mess but I had to make it look like more than that had happened there. I brought over some freaky and nasty friends that were going to help stage the scene and they fucked her lifeless milf body for good measure. I was found tied up and the murder was never solved and my problems were solved forever.
Snuff Porn Star: Dying to Get into Snuff Movies
Snuff porn is a popular genre, but it is mostly fake. Or at least that is what I convince myself when a guy buys me to make a little underground film. I am always told I look so hot guys would pay good money to kill and torture me. I think it’s a compliment. My audition was standard. I showed off my body, screamed a little and sucked the producer off. Standard casting procedure for adult films. Lots of hot young girls dying to get on screen. I don’t care about being famous or infamous. I just want to be hurt. I just want to die. During my audition, I begged the producers to star me in something really gory and painful. I have a personal death wish. Pain, death dismemberment arouse me. When filming began, I was looking forward to something pretty horrific and extreme. My producer was Japanese and Asia makes the most gruesome snuff movies ever. I was tied to a bed with electrodes attached to my breasts, ass and pussy. This appeared pretty lame to me. I have been shocked before; that is not the kind of pain I deserve; not the kind of pain I want. A cattle prod or stun gun are like bee stings to me. But then, a switch was flipped and I was howling in pain, convulsing everywhere. I peed the bed, threw up and shook uncontrollably. I was sweating bullets, cramping all over when the switch was flipped again and again and again. My skin was burning. My flesh was charring. I was being cooked from the inside out and it made me cum so hard. I begged them to keep flipping the switch until I was dead but they refused to actually kill me. Would you finish them off for me? I deserve to die.
2 girl phone sex Ivy
She smells so good as she cooks. Sookie is my latest meal. I found her on the side of the road here in Vegas. She waved down our car and asked if we wanted more company. My dinner partner gave her three hundred dollars to get in the car and just drive around. We talked and payed her six hundred more to come to our home with us. It is such a long drive and once we pulled up you could see the fear in Sookies eyes. Her fear made me horny. I choked her from behind until she passed out in the front seat.
Once we got her in the house and tied up, we woke her up with warm water as we cleaned her body. My head Chef could not keep his hands off her. He really got all that yummy oil and seasonings rubbed into her body. He got all the curves and deep inside her pussy. Once he added his own juices inside of her we tied her up and started roasting her slowly.
I needed her blood
I licked the blood straight off my knife. It tasted like it always does, and my pussy felt so good. I loved the way it tasted, it was even still slightly warm. How hot is that? I loved the feeling it gave me, and I loved what I had to do to get this blood. She was still alive though, watching me with a terror in her eyes. Once she saw me licking up that blood she really knew I was crazy. I wanted her to know how much it turned me on, so I told her a little white lie. Told her if she did all I told her, I would let her go. She reluctantly was eating my pussy as I sat on her face. But the problem was…I needed more than that. I needed, I craved…her sweet blood. I was bored with her fucking my pussy with her tongue so I went straight to what I really wanted and started fucking her cunt with my knife. Her cries and screams are something I will never forget! Something I’ll be rubbing my cunt to for months…
Saturday nights are so fun!
Yay! Its Saturday…do you know what that means? It means the sluts are coming out to play. They’re going to go get shit faced, they’re going to grind on all these guys, and they are going to be just strutting around in there too short miniskirts and their slutty ass clothes. These are the girls that are so easy for me to hate. So easy for me to take advantage of. They are greatly needed…you see, I need them to learn a lesson. That being a whore isn’t cute, that getting drunk and having no control is not okay…well it’s okay for me cuz I can do whatever I want to those teen bodies, I can do whatever I want to those bald cunts and I can make them bleed… everywhere. I have plans for these whores that will scar them for a lifetime, literally…but that’s if I let them live of course.