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Killer Phone Sex Mood Somedays, Most Days

killer phone sexSome days, I am more in a killer phone sex mood. And today was one of those days. I was looking at this brat for weeks. She would give you a boner. Me? She filled me with rage. She was a teen slut. I watched her practice for cheerleading in her back yard. I was out of town, staying in an Air B and B and she was just there. Looking cute and doing cute things. I could see neighbors watching her jump up and down and do some acrobatics that showed off her spankies. No doubt her neighbor men jack off to her. I assume her daddy does too. She was a hot piece of ass. But her youthfulness. Her cuteness just filled me with rage. I know I am not alone. She must cock tease half the neighborhood giving dads like you rape phone sex fantasies for her and girls like her. Well, she will not be doing that anymore. She is officially listed as a missing person. I followed her yesterday and when the coast was clear, I picked her up and drove her into the woods. I was no where near my kill shack since I was out of town, so I improvised. I found a clearing off a 4-wheel drive path. She was drugged, so I had to carry her. If she weighed 100 lbs., I would have been shocked. She came to when she was naked and tied to a tree. I wanted to skin her alive, but I could not bring all my gear with me since I had to carry an unconscious bitch, plus a bookbag of rope and a couple of my favorite knifes. I cut her flesh. Sexually mutilated her girl parts. I thought about making it look like a Satanic kill. But I decided that was too risky since I was staying next door to the whore. If you had been with me, teen rape porn would have been the way to go. I just gutted her like a pig and watched wild animals eat her entrails. Then I carved up her body and fed the rest of her to them too. No body. No crime.  She is just a runaway to the cops. Or a girl stolen for the sex trade. Only you and I know what happened and I know we aren’t telling.

Snuff Porn Auditions Can be Brutal for Women Like Me

snuff pornSnuff porn auditions are brutal. I have starred in enough snuff flicks to know that any audition is a gamble. I showed up at one a few days ago. I knew it was sketchy as fuck. The location alone screamed RUN. But I was out of coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, was in jail on a DUI for a few days. And a few days without coke is like an eternity without it when my mother-in-law is in town. I am sure you can relate. Do you think about doing bad things to your MIL? I know I do. The coke is the only thing that stands between me and prison for the rest of my life. I do what I must to stay at home with my sons. I had never been to the location of this casting call, but it was the worst part of town. There is a murder a day down there, or at least some death by overdose. I focused on the money, like I usually do. I let the director take some pictures of me. I guess the film was for a private collector. I soon found out this was not one of the typical snuff movies I have filmed in the past. My pictures, along with a few other desperate starlets were being auctioned off. For what I was not sure. The youngest girl was up first. She had the highest bidder. Me, and three other women watched, waiting our fate. A man came out in an executioner’s outfit, and I felt a pit in the bottom of my stomach. My gut told me to run, my addiction told me to stay. We watched in horror as this young girl was fucked and mutilated. This was not simulated snuff sex. There were body parts, entrails and lots of blood. Too much blood to be fake. Too much screaming to be fake too. I looked at the other girls and yelled RUN. We scattered like frightened mice, but only I got out. I heard the blood curdling screams but I could not save them. I did save myself though, but just barely. I think I have way more than 9 lives.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies and Snuff are Just So Satisfying and Fun

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I do. Not for me though. Any guy who tries to force himself on me will lose his dick and likely his life. I mean do you want to force fuck and kidnap, maybe even snuff out a little brat? I sure hope so because the other night I had to do it solo and such activities are far more enjoyable with a male accomplice. I still had fun with the brat though. I was in a particularly foul mood. Not sure why, maybe PMS. I am a bitch on PMS. Okay, a bigger bitch.  I saw this little girl at the park. Not the park near where I live, but the one in the next county over. I went hunting. When I am in one of my killer phone sex moods, I am still thinking smartly. I lured her into my unidentifiable white van. No plates. Not even my car. I liberated it for a few hours. One of my many great skills is hot wiring cars and framing P men for the disappearance of little girls. Do you know that you can go online and with only a zip code get the address of all the sex crime perverts in any neighborhood? Makes them easy targets. I parked that van in the dead of night at a P man’s house and fucked her in the back of the van. I had to drive around for hours with her bound and gagged in the back until it got dark. Once it did, we had some nasty fun. I used my fists to fuck her virgin cunt, which is not as satisfying as your cock, but it had to do. She screamed. She cried. She fought. She bled. She died. I strangled the life out of her with one hand because the other hand was up her cunt. I cleaned up the van of any DNA and left. I walked three miles to where I parked my car. I felt satisfied. I killed two birds with one stone. I got rid of a snot nosed brat and put a dirty pervert back in jail. Snuff sex is just so satisfying and fun. Next time, you need to join me.

Snuff Phone Sex is What You Get with This Goth Girl

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is what you get with me. You do not have to be a brain surgeon to understand I am not your girlfriend, and I am not your bitch. Every fucking day though I encounter some fucking loser who calls me baby or mommy or any else such nonsense. I hate brats. I hate most men. I am not a weak woman who changes who she is for a buck or a man. I do not feel the need to be coupled up because I am still single in my 30s. No biological clock is ticking for me because I do not want any brats. I know this one guy from a Goth bar I go to often. He has been a staple there since I started going to this bar when I was 21. Maybe younger too. I have never hung out with him. He knows to leave me alone. The other night, however, he thought he would chat up this snuff porn maker. He did what mothers do to women. He started asking when I was going to get married and talking about how I will be too old to procreate. I would have shanked him right there if it was not a public setting. My grandpa trained me better than that. I spiked his drink then let him take me home. We went to my place. I am always prepared for some torture at my place. Since I never know what tool, I might meet or what annoying brat may piss me off, I have a dungeon for torture always ready to go. This Goth boy thought I was going to introduce him to my mommy. I killed her a decade ago. What a fucking delusional loser he was. I will never marry. And clearly, I will kill any man who thinks I should be some flower lost in her husband’s shadows.  I had no real reason to explore my killer phone sex bitch with him, but I was in a mood and his comment pushed me over the edge. Now there is a dead Goth boy who is missing his cock. He had a Prince Albert piercing. I took his piercing out as a souvenir before I tossed his severed dick to the wolves with the rest of his body. Consider yourself warned. If I can kill one of my own, I can kill you too.

Fuck My Cold Dead Body

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My body is a total mess, sliced from ear to ear, recently covered in my blood. You like your bodies clean and cold when you fuck them, so you rub me with alcohol wipes and put me in the freezer for a few hours. Now, I can be fucked. My pussy is completely dry, just the way you like it. I would never let you fuck me when I was alive, and you prefer me dead. Aren’t I such a nasty little slut? I’ll suck your cock right after you had it deep in my ass. No other girl you know would let you cum in their eyes over and over again without closing them, your cum dripping down their face and into their mouths. Play with my nice round tits as you pump into me, fucking my sexy body until you cum in me, knowing you can never get me pregnant. I am the perfect fuck doll. If  you figure out how to preserve me, I’ll be your permanent fuck doll.

Evil phone sex gets more and more brutal by the pump

Evil phone sexI want to be a burden that’s beaten and starved and treated to the worst evil phone sex imaginable.. It’s the best place in the world to me when I’m unwelcome yet forced to stay. My dark fantasies flow through me like an energy, and I seek out suffering like a force of nature. My abusers are my favorite people, and I always come back even if I manage to escape because I can’t imagine life without them. There’s something primal and amazing about getting fucked hard into a cold floor while I make it warm with spilt blood. My memories are always a haze, one moment to the next a journey I’m not quite there for. Dissonance is my true name, and that’s why I don’t have a story for you today. I have many stories, all bleeding together like my wounds in a puddle after killer phone sex. Was yesterday when they stuffed me with a dildo so large and bumpy it ripped me open? Was yesterday when I was forced to suck men back to back without even a break to breathe, every single one so deep I saw spots until eventually I blacked out? Was yesterday when I had to teach a class about sadism with a hands on practice? My life is an action packed adventure and I’ll struggle to tell you when something happened, but if all you’re looking for is a story you’ll get one from me. You’ll get a lot of stories from me, an infinite antiquity of selfish and painful memories are stored deep in my skull. Care to try and beat them out of me, or pry them out with clawed fingers and an ice pick? My dark skin set me up for this, but I took off running, and here I am, ready for another session of brutal knife play phone sex.

Killer Phone Sex with a Killer Teacher

killer phone sexSometimes, I am in a killer phone sex mood. Like for real. I am an undetected serial killer. I do have a type, but it is a type that law enforcement will never see. I like to kill sluts, tools and small dicked losers. One of the ways I stay under the radar is making sure there is no evidence of a crime. No body. No crime. I have a kill shack in the woods that no one has ever found. It was my grandfather’s kill shack. I went with him many times when he would kill. He was a prolific killer too who taught me everything I know about murder. He made me the killer I am today. Do you have murder phone sex fantasies? We all do. Just some of us know how to act on them without getting caught. I like to think of myself as a killer teacher. Pun intended. I teach others how to kill like my grandpa taught me.

Trevor found me on the dark net. He had a huge problem his millions of dollars could not fix. He knocked up a young teen girl. She is jailbait and that demon seed growing in her belly is proof he is a criminal. Without her and her little one, no proof. He paid me handsomely to get rid of his problem. I did it too, but I made sure no guilt would fall on him. As much as he wanted to watch me carve up his teen cum receptacle, he needed an airtight alibi. He paid me in bitcoins so there would be no paper trail. I kidnapped the blackmailing whore and gutted her. Carved that demon seedling right out of her belly and fed it to the coyotes. Then I dismembered mama (may she rest in pieces, LOL). I fed limb by limb to the wildlife. No trace of her or the demon inside her belly exists anymore. She will just be listed as another runaway. With me as your accomplice phone sex partner, you can be an undetected killer too.

I Never Thought You Would Stab Me In the Back!

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I thought we were both having fun. We had victims galore, young clueless girls who didn’t know that not all strangers were helpful and nice. They saw that I was young like them and didn’t have any reservations when I wanted to take them to a secondary location. Once we got them inside, it was over for them. We tied them up or let them run around the house. No matter what, you always ended up skinning one of them and stabbing them to death. When you would let me, I would stun them and slice their throats so they can bleed out like a pig. Now that we haven’t had any good catches lately, you have been moving your gaze towards me. You don’t care that I was your lead to find young girls. You have an urge and you need to fulfill it. That’s why I’m in the chair where I have tied countless girls before, scared to see whether you will skin my face or my tits first.

Violent Phone Sex is What I am Prone Too

violent phone sexI am prone to violent phone sex outbursts. I have an impulse control disorder that I have learned to harness over the years thanks to my late grandfather. My first kill was in high school. Without the help of my grandpa and a wood chipper, I would been tried as an adult and sent to prison all my life. I left DNA everywhere, plus I was linked to the victim. She was my bully. That was almost 20 years ago. I am a seasoned killer now. I know how to find a surrogate to represent the person I really want to slaughter. That is the key to staying undetected. You cannot kill a person directly tied to you or someone you have a public beef with. The suspicion falls on you every time. As your accomplice phone sex partner, I can help you find the perfect surrogate. Bob has a thing for his neighbor girl. He was caught once jacking off watching her on her trampoline. His wife caught him, and the girl saw him another time also. Too much of a risk to fuck her and kill her. His wife would think it was him. Hell, the girl could have said something to one of her parents. I took him to a different state where I found the girl’s lookalike. I kidnapped her for Bob, and we brought her back to my kill shack in the woods. I drugged her enough to keep her knocked out for the 2-hour ride. Bob had an erection the entire car ride in anticipation of fucking her. I took all the risk so Bob could have all the fun. I will do the same for you. Bob got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for his Lolita neighbor girl. He fucked her for hours. He started before she even woke up from the drugs. He fucked all her holes too. I do not use a wood chipper like my grandpa, but I have a unique way of disposing of evidence. That little girl had his DNA all over her and in her. She is coyote food now. I am a conservationist. I work with nature not against it. Coyotes are grateful for a good meal, and they never talk. Now for the important question. Who can I help you kill?

Teen rape porn Revenge served bloody

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Tonight we shall make some sadistic Teen rape Porn. And you’re going to listen to me direct it. This little cheerleader slut has had it coming for a while. She thought it was funny when she and her little clique sent those football players over to hold me down and fuck me when I was just a new fish in the high school pond. Now it’s her turn to pay! Isn’t she a sexy sweet looking little whore? I heard that the furthest she has gone was giving her boyfriend a blowie, and getting fingered. So when we broke into her house I knew the first thing I wanted to see what her sucking my accomplice daddy’s cocks while I finger fucked her the right way! Oh, yeah She was going to experience pleasure, and be beaten and pulled a train on.

Revenge served bloody

Her pleasure would soon turn into pain as I pul my garden gloves on and forced my fist up in her cunt. A bit of weeding before those cock fucked her bloody and raw pussy. But let’s be honest, Her pain is my pleasure. As she is being strangled I walk up and sit my pussy in her face and begin pissing! Oh, and I’ll make it very known that I enjoyed what those football players did to me! One of them was her boyfriend who forced himself in my holes.  and he is here too! Perfect timing too because my period app says my womb is fertile.  I so want to kill this bitch, but not before I take his sperm and make sure I’m pregnant. Then they will both die! I’m no bitches Victim I will always seek revenge even if I love what happened to me! I only bottom for the right men.   Join me in erotic Accomplice phone sex gone evil!