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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: Snuff Porn Streaming of a Mean Girl

killer phone sex evil bitchI have killer phone sex fantasies I love to share on calls. Many rooted in reality. I have a dark heart and little tolerance for most people and things. I am consumed by revenge fantasies. You ever just get fucking sick of some people’s bullshit? Of their apparently charmed life? When I met John, I knew he understood me; matched my dark desires. So when I arrived at a cabin in the woods at his request, I was excited to see Ella. The blonde goddess from school who tormented me every day of my school life. Married now to some wealthy doctor. Still leaching off of others. Still a fucking cunt. Still thinking her shit don’t stink. And there she was tied to the bed like a present from God.

I grabbed her forcefully by her bleach blonde locks and asked if she remembered me. When she couldn’t remember the girl she bullied for 8 fucking years, I spit in her face and got out my movie camera. Snuff porn is a cash cow nowadays. I told John to have fun with the bitch. I wanted to watch her die. I wanted to direct her demise. Snuff porn streaming of her brutal and bloody death made my pussy drip. John is the perfect accomplice for a sadist like me. Equally sick and fucked up. Plus eager to please me. He fucked her while I filmed it. I’m not talking rough anal here. I mean fucked so hard she suffered broken bones, a prolapsed ass and had her girl parts scrambled. Of course fucking a whore with a serrated blade strapped to your cock does some damage.

snuff porn streamingShe screamed and convulsed and bled. Pretty sure she would remember me now. The bed she was tied to was saturated in her blood and innards, yet the cunt was still breathing. Left her there for awhile dying a painful, gruesome death while the camera rolled so I could fuck John in a heated frenzy next to her dying body. Her blood soaked into my skin like cum. Finally, I ordered her death. Not because I was feeling benevolent, but because I wanted to play in more of her blood. John started fucking her with his razor blade sharp cock as he slit her throat. Blood splattered on the wall and me. Even covered my camera. People enjoy lots of blood and gore in snuff movies, so that is what I gave them.

We played in her blood for hours celebrating the death of a career bitch. Dumped her in the tub making it look like a suicide. Her once blonde locks were stained red from the blood. John the evil genius, arranged for our playtime in a cabin belonging to the dead bitch’s hubby. When my little revenge film hits the circuit, it will look so realistic, people will wonder if it is the first real snuff film captured on camera. What are your killer fantasies?

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I do not!

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Living in Vegas there is always the option of getting married. We do live in the city of sin. Just once around the casino floor around the high rollers and I can get myself a husband. I need a real rich one. Some drunk ass hole who needs to blow his load and spend some money on me! I love dressing up in my sexy lingerie walking down the isle in it and watching my new husbands eyes get wide.

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Lucky for me I pay off the chapel, I do so many weddings and tragically something awful always happens to my new husbands. Its so sad. They give me tons and tons of cash and i give them the best fuck of their lives. While we are smoking on the balcony somehow each and every husband of mine falls off the edge. Maybe its because I push them off. But hey I sick whore like me needs some money.

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My keepsakes

 

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I know what I do is against the law. I do try to honor ever part of my victims but there are a few things that I keep. I keep them to remind me of things that I have done. All the time I spent with them. I spend hours hunting them down following them. Then when I finally get them home I spend so much time with them. I had an idea while I’d sit in my car rubbing my cunt thinking of all the things I could do to them. Like the uncut man I found. I cut his dick over and over again. I poured bleach in his wounds, salt, and I would pour vinegar on him. Then After I beat him, tortured his cock, Fucked him in the ass and made him suck his shit off my cock; I sewed his foreskin together. I tried to keep his cock, but I couldn’t keep it hard and after a while it started to stink. I did how ever keep his head… I keep all of their heads…

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Killer Torture Sex Trophies

torture sexMost girls grow up idolizing singers and actresses, even athletes. Not me. I was always fascinated by serial killers. Did you know most serial killers keep souvenirs of their kills? Little trophies to help them relive the moment. Serial killers even give their trophies as gifts to loved ones or family members. Anatoly Onoprienko kept the underwear of 52 victims in the Ukraine. Ahmad Suradji killed 42 chicks in Eastern Europe and kept their saliva. Ted Bundy sometimes kept the heads of his pretty victims. Elizabeth Bathoy, a 16th century Countess linked to over 600 brutal torture sex deaths, kept some of her victims blood. And of course we all know that Jeffrey Dahmar kept the genitals of his dead dinner guests.

castration phone sexFrom body parts to jewelry to clothing, the world’s worst murderers, my heroes, have kept trophies. I’m a sadist. I don’t always kill for sexual pleasure. Sometimes it is for sport, sometimes money, sometimes opportunity, sometimes to teach a lesson, sometimes because an annoying fuck has exceeded his or her tolerance level with me. Whatever my motive at the time, my heroes have taught me to take tokens. I am not as random in my souvenir taking as I am with my killings. I love to take balls. I appreciate the twisted mind of Dahmer, so I keep them in a lobster pot on the stove, just like he did. I, however, don’t eat them. I make my female victims devour them in a sick game of “Would You Rather?” You see, if a worthless cunt has the choice between eating the testicles of a dead asshat or dying a painful death, she always selects option one. There is no integrity in that, so she dies regardless. I have spared the life of a couple bitches who stood their ground: no eating human rocky mountain oysters under any circumstance. In the face of death, folks show their true nature. Desperate people with no principles, no personal code of ethics, don’t deserve to live.

snuff pornJust last week I took the balls of a stupid fuck I saw kick a dog. I may be a sadistic bitch, but I pick a fair fight. I put on some steel toed Doc Martins and kicked him in his worthless balls till he was puking up blood. “How does it feel to be kicked loser,” I asked as I channeled my inner David Beckham on his groin. Crying ass pansy. I strapped him to this old electric chair I got at a prison auction, chopped his balls off first, then his pecker which I stuffed in his mouth as I slit his throat. I pissed on the bloody stump that use to contain his tally whacker and masturbated as I squeezed his balls in my hand watching him bleed out. The next morning, I had a contract kill scheduled for a cheating whore gold digging wife. As she was chomping on his severed balls, my little trophy, in a worthless attempt to save her life, I asked her how her douche bag boyfriend’s testicles tasted. The expression on her face was priceless. Almost as good as the expression when she realized I was going to kill her anyway. “Maybe you can keep your whore legs crossed in hell, bitch,” I giggled as I stabbed her cheating cunt with a 12 inch serrated blade until she no longer twitched. I don’t usually take trophies from female victims, but it was kind of poetic justice that I had her boyfriend’s dead balls, well one ball, she ate the other one. So, I took her worthless clit. In an old cigar box on my mantle I have the ball and clit of dead stupid lovers. Who says I am not a romantic?

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Snuff Porn Online Murder Fantasy Trade

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Snuff porn is only something that I use to get my taboo phone sex cunt off when my supply of victims is running low.  I have been experimenting with a lot of CBT lately so I did not have anyone in my basement to have fun with when all of my slut piggies went home. I searched and googled on torrent sites to see if i could find something that was going to make my cunty wet. What would you know it came up with zero result. Zero snuff torrents, that was just not going to do. I was going to change that! I went out hunting for a little brat. I was going to make a murder fantasy porn for all of the snuff porn lovers like me. Something everyone would love. I started with a little brat with piggie tales. I set up camera to catch every angle of her death. From me ripping her little cunt open wearing a strap on, to force fucking her throat hole with a baseball bat. When i slit her throat I sat under her coating my body in her blood. Using the slick and warm liquid I played with my cunt cumming all over my fingers and then shoving the bloody cum mixture into my mouth to taste. 

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He Wanted Young Torture

taboo phone sex karmaLuring her in was the easy part. Watching him rip her apart and listening to her scream was the fun part. I enjoy holding the little ones down while uses them for the little sluts they were born to be. He tells them over and over how they are his little sluts. His whores. How they were born to be used by men. That their sole purpose in life is to bring men pleasure at the expense of their own pain. This pain is nothing compared to what they will experience in life. Having a little one grow inside you and then pushing it out is unbearable and that is what they will do. He wants to get them pregnant and keep them locked away while they get bigger with each passing month until the day comes that he finds out if they will be replaced by a new and smaller female. One that he can mold and use as he sees fit. If they protest to much he lets me pull their head way back and slice them ear to ear before he slams his hard cock in the gaping wound and shoots loads of cum deep sown their throats in the most satisfying way.

Burn Bitch!

Torture sexThat fucking little bitch down the road has GONE to damn far. She has always copied me.. followed me. Wants to be wild like me. But she is just a preppy little bitch that has no clue how dark I am. I have my favorite tattoo artiest and lover. Jean. I have been seeing Jean for damn year 3 years off and on. And when that fucking bitch caught on to it she started the same old shit! Angelina thinks she can just take over my life. Copy my hair. My tattoos. Even my furniture and my clothes! Everyone says I should be fucking flattered. That it is the truest form of flattery. And I could ignore most of it. She is but a nuisance. But then she went after Jean. Started telling all kinds of fucked up lies about me… Now Jean doesnt want to play with me. That Fucking bitch went to fucking far. So I did what any good bitch would do. I broke into her house and shoved my panties down her throat. I tied that bitch up and went to town. I let her know what I am REALLY like. I started peeling her skin off of her. I used my small scalpel. I peeled her like a fucking grape. Slowly. I fucking loved the fear in her eyes. She pissed on herself when I told her I was going to kill her. After I peeled her skin off… I poured salt all over her! I let her burn for a while. Then I set her on fire. Burn in hell bitch!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies For the Blood Thirsty

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies     Murder phone sex fantasies for a whore like me are the greatest! I love callers who have a bloody thirsty imagination …
Tender flesh under your fingertips deepens your desire to torture me!. You can feel my pulse trembling with fear of what is to come! I feel your cock harden and my face soaked with tears. I ask myself why it is such a turn on for you to cause me pain! My prolonged suffering, the screams, the taste of my blood on your lips!
     I feel your hands on my delicate flesh. A violent kick to my pussy causes me to sob. Blood trickles out of my cunt and I am sure the living organism in me is now dead! I am forced to kneel at your cock! Grinning you look down at me and heave your penis at me! Grinning you rub the purple tip back and forth across my mouth the foreskin becomes smeared with blood from my lips. “You better suck me pretty good.” you rasped. “If I feel the slightest bit of your teeth I’ll pull them out with pliers.” Tears spill down my face but I manage to grasp your cock.
     Using my tongue I lick the sensitive underside of your cock while my clasping hands move along your shaft! My body would be powerless to refuse! Your hands twitch as they imagine probing apart my ass cheeks. I try to bite you and for that a boot catches the underline of my stomach. Pinning my wrists to the floor, you push your rock hard cock into my pussy. I attempt to raise up but am violently pushed back down again. Blood seeps from my pussy. Turning me over I feel the spread of my ass cheeks. You said you were going to put out a cigarette on my tiny little hole but I guess the idea was too much for you because I felt the cum ooze into my asshole! “Oh well!, you said. Our next Killer phone sex Fantasy will be even better!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Reality

Murder Phone Sex Fanatsies      Murder phone sex Fantasies can be so real! The calls I have like this not only send chills down my spine but take care of that sadistic need of torture that possesses me!
      It was all I could do to keep from gagging on the stuffed panties that were pushed into my mouth! The tape was mashed against my mouth making it impossible to breathe. 50,000 volts from the stun gum placed at my neck knocked me unconscious. You couldn’t control yourself as you picked me up and dragged me to a nearby table. I thought this was some cruel joke but I knew it wasn’t. I tried pulling at the ropes to release myself but it was no use. My blouse is ripped open and I see the cruel looking devices you are taking out of your bag. Ripping the tape off of my mouth you pull out the sogging panties. I told you I could use my tongue really well and now you want a sample. My moans are like rasping sounds in my throat. You said you would have great pleasure in me choking and place the plastic bag around my head..
     I feel your hardness through the plastic as you ram your cock deep down my throat. The bag puffs up and bounces around as I thrash around on the floor. My legs try to kick free from the bonds but I cant. You don’t try to thrust further inside of my mouth. You simply rely on the milking of my squeezing throat muscles and vibrations of me choking. My tongue begins to swell almost painful against your rigid cock. Suddenly the bag sucks up tight against my face my body rises and I began to violently spasm beneath you. I am still twitching as you shoot the last load of cum down my throat!
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Mutilation Phone Sex Pain

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Sometimes callers baffle me with mutilation phone sex. The land of torture can be quite perplexing when done correctly. This caller had me going so far that when I squirted..

Well let me replay the sequence of events for your pleasure! …

I place my tits on the small wooden block, I hear the nail gun and the hissing noise that comes after. I scream as a nail plummets into my flesh like a dagger. He tells me to spread my legs and tie them to the table. He mounts the drill sideways and drives it into my foot.  I scream but that did  not stop him! He produces some wire and ties them through the holes in the table.

I realize quickly that he is going to take a table saw and try to cut me in half! He quickly mounts the blade and starts the engine. He pushes the saw forward and moves closer to my pussy.  The rotating blade is only inches away from my pussy. Seeing my wet pussy gives him a hard on. Undoing his pants he enters me. I try to fight but there is no use I cannot move. His cum lands on my stomach. He pulls his pants back up and restarts the engine to the saw.

He pushes the saw into my pussy cutting it to pieces. I feel my pubic bone crack at the site of the saw but he keeps pushing. The place in front of the blade where my pussy was is now gushing with blood. I don’t know if I am screaming in pain or if I want to cum! I can’t really tell! My head jerks violently from the right to the left! Rupturing my belly my guts fly up hitting him in the face! He continues to push the saw up until it reaches my heart. The last he hears from me is a gurgling sound as my heart is ripped to pieces and I drown in my own blood.

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I hear him groan and cum and the dial tone ends the call.  What will be your dark desire? I am here to fulfill your murder phone sex fantasies and dreams! I love the twisted and kinky ! Can’t you tell?