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Snuff Porn Vacation

snuff pornSnuff porn is always on my mind. I am wicked that way. I see a cute brat and I am not thinking oh, I want to have a family too. I am thinking wouldn’t life be so much easier for them if that brat was gone. I have zero maternal instincts. Never had any desire to have a nuclear family. I do not need or want the picket fence lifestyle. I like not being tied down or stuck anywhere or with anyone. Even this job I have is mobile. I can live anywhere and do it. I recently decided I needed a change of scenery.  I rented an Air B and B in bumfuck, USA. I am in the mountains, but only a few miles from civilization. I did a snatch and grab of a little brat yesterday. I am in disguise. I used a fake name and account for the rental. And I brought my clean up gear. To me my perfect getaway involves snuff sex. I like to hunt and kill. The first couple days here, I stalked my prey. Learned her habits and watched her family. I am crafty. I can blend into a crowd when I need to do so. No one ever remembers me. I leave no footprint. I do not have social media either. Social media is the downfall of most criminals. I found this ginger spawn that made my cunt wet. Porcelain white skin and ruby red hair. Makes for a delectable victim. I snatched her up at the local public pool and took her to my rent a kill shack. I did all the mutilation in the bathtub. An old claw foot,  porcelain tub makes an excellent accomplice for murder phone sex fantasies. She was a screamer and a bleeder. The red blood that poured out her tiny veins stained her skin, but not the tub. A couple hours soaking in bleach, and there was no trace of that dead little slut in that claw foot vintage tub. Her remains were turned into bear food. Perfect killing vacation. Only thing missing was you.

 She better not die on me now!

Of course, I like to put on a show and have a live audience to my depravity, so it should be no surprise that my slaves watch as I destroy this little slut. She is a dumb bitch who isn’t even good at being tortured, let alone fucked and stuffed, so she is no good to me! I guess the only thing that she is good for now is to entertain me this one last time! I could use a good squirt; it’s been a few days since I last hunted. I have to send a message, so tonight is going to be fun! The metallic smell of her blood fills the room, and my pussy is dripping wet! Knife play phone sexI don’t know the last time I got so excited about a kill, but boy am I is my cunt throbbing. I grab my hunting knife, and slice her left tit clean off with one quick motion. The sound of the knife slicing through her flesh is almost enough to take me over the edge, but the scream she let out did the trick! I love to hear them scream and beg for mercy, as if that will stop the reign of torture that I am going to deliver to her on a sliver plater! oh wait no that her mutilated and decapitated body parts! I take the bloody knife and lick her blood off the taste of her life force and the rush of it was too much and I collapse in a puddle of my own squirt! God damn this is so good! No one can tell me that snuff is not the only form of sexual pleasure needed. I think as I hear her blood dipping to the cement below.  She better not die on me now! I’m just getting started!

Your Wicked Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexReady for accomplice phone sex? You may think you are, but my brand of accomplice fun means the little bitch dies after you explore your rape fantasies. You see, I have your back. Men think with their cocks. We no longer live in a he said she said world. You fuck a female against her will, you are guilty in the court of public opinion and cancelled. You need me to do the dirty work. Very few men I have met have the balls to have their cake and eat it too. By this I mean few of you can kill your prey after you fuck it. I never have a problem killing. I will kill bitches all day long. Bastards too. It is population control. I have found a way to make a substantial living catering to men’s dark fantasies. But since I do not want to go to prison for your rape phone sex fantasies, I kill the victim once you are done having your taboo fun and dispose of the body. No one is finding the little bitch you just violated unless they are doing DNA tests on coyote shit in the woods. I like killing. No, I love killing. Not that I need an excuse to kill. I kill lots of folks for my own shits and giggles. But when you hire me for your dark desires, the killing part is just so we can continue to have our freedom afterwards. I know that most men would force fuck a young girl or boy if they knew they could get away with it. I help men get away with it. No one has been caught yet. Well, that is because no one who has hired me yet has pissed me off enough and still lived afterwards. I will frame you for murder or use you for my own snuff porn needs if you do follow my instructions. I am not going down because you get cold feet or guilty thoughts. I am not every one’s favorite accomplice, but with me you get what you want and stay out of prison.

Evil Phone Sex Addict

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Yesterday was Sunday and I did what any evil phone sex Goddess would do – I fucked a man of God right there on the altar. I went to a new church, and I stayed after because I knew I was going to fuck him. Under the guise of having questions about the church, I asked if I could talk to him. He said yes, because of course he fucking wanted to get me to join his flock of sheep. There was no way that was going to happen, though. I had bigger plans for him, and it didn’t take long at all to make them happen.

I asked him what he did when he felt like sinning, and he said that he always gets down on his knees and prays to God when he feels like he might do something he shouldn’t. When I inquired as to whether or not it works, he said that it usually does. And that’s when I told him that I’d seen him looking at me and that I knew he wanted to fuck me. Do you want to know what happened after that? Commit your own sin and call me to hear all about it.

Let Me Murder Your Wife!

Killer Phone Sex

Sometimes I just need to blow off some steam with killer phone sex! I need desperately to satisfy my craving for murder. My perfect snuff fantasy? We fuck like the world is ending right in the bed where you sleep with your wife every night. I ride your cock like my life depends on it and as soon as you hear your wife coming home from work we start to fuck even louder. She finds us in the bed right as you fill my pussy with a hot load of cum. I see the heartbreak on her face as she realizes you are mine now, I reach for the gun on the night stand and shoot her right in the fucking head! Her body drops to the ground and I squat right over her face and push all that cum out of my pussy into her gaping dead mouth.

Snuff Porn Summer Nights

snuff pornDuring the hot summer nights, I love hunting for snuff porn victims. Last night, a new client and I went hunting together. He is a more hands on kind of guy. He had an ideal victim in mind. Most guys want a young blonde girl. This guy wanted a ginger whore. He had a look he was searching for too. Pale skin, freckles, no tits and raven hair. It is hard to find a little read-headed slut. But I am stealth and patient, and so is he. It is always best not to be impulsive. Wait until you find the perfect victim. The one that makes your cock the hardest. We found her. She was walking around Walmart looking for her mother. I told her I would take her to her mother. I never go to a Walmart. They always bring out my killer phone sex fantasies. I was in a blonde wig, big sunglasses and I was a few counties away from home. I never hunt in my backyard. No one recognized me. Walmarts are cesspools. The dregs of society. We were liberating this girl. Truly, she was going to be better off without a crack head mom who cannot keep tabs on her in a Walmart. We went to my cabin in the woods to make our snuff flick. It was over two hours before we heard the AMber alert. That crack head mama took awhile to realize her girl was MIA. That is why truck stops and Walmarts make great hunting grounds. My client’s dick had already cum twice in the little ginger whore’s holes before anyone realized she was gone. He was savoring her tight holes too. I filmed it. He wanted a memento of the day his rape phone sex fantasies became a reality. We killed her together which was hot because most of my clients just want to be there for the fucking but not the killing. No one will ever find her little body because there is never anything left once I am done making a slut disappear.

Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.

The Torment of Torture Sex

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I’m not sure which kind of fuck pig I like to torment and have torture sex with more, the horndog hogs or the slutty sows.  I don’t give a shit about gender, everyone can take their pretentious pronouns and fake ass wokeness and fucking choke on it for all I care.  I want tears, I want screams and I want blood.  Every last unlucky fuck piggy on earth has all of those inside of them and I revel in gory glory of being the entity in this world who beat it all out of them.  

Where does the torturing begin?  The mind.  A hemmed up little vixen doesn’t fear the volatile violation she’s about to receive if you don’t drag her brain through the muck first.  Sure, it hurts like hell, but do they fear death nearly as much as I whip and flog their flesh if I don’t humiliate them and tease them with all of my implements of pain and tools of persecution before I get to the dirty work?  I don’t think so.  

Once they’re properly tenderized, I can finally feel good about getting into that cunt or climbing onto a cock and draining all of the cum out of them that I can as they just hang there, restrained and writhing in the air.  I absolutely love to marinate their mangled pork meat with my pussy spit.  My tight and tortured twat power squirts and I’m a great fucking aim.  I love to blast it in their faces, drown them in a deluge of my juices every time I experience “Le Petite Mort” in my reign over them.

When I finally get my fill of torture sex and jizzing all over my fine fuck pig masterpieces, one thing is for certain.  They’re broken.  Hell, some of them don’t even make it through the whole encounter.  It’s bittersweet for me, I like to put people through as much punishment as possible before they expire, but turning a fuck pig into long pig is a snap and earns me a pretty good pay day in the right markets.

 

Killer Phone Sex for Hire

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Looking for killer phone sex? You are in the right place. I am a mercenary of sorts. A killer for hire. I have no limits on who I will kill for you. It is a transactional contract between us. I will kill your target with you present to enjoy it or capture it on film while you cement your alibi. I am expensive, but you get a video to jack off to for the rest of your life. You get no paper trail. I take all the risk and you get all the pleasure. The pleasure for me is in the negotiated price and the kill. I love to slay. I am very skilled at the hunt and the kill. I never kill a person the same way twice. This is how you stay off the radar. No pattern, no serial killer in the minds of the FBI and cops. I am a serial killer without a pattern. Killers like me avoid detection. I have killed over 500 folks in my life, and I am in my early 30s. I have a lot more killing time to go.

I made a snuff porn for a guy last night. He paid me $100,000 to kidnap and torture a young girl. He did not have a specific victim in mind. He just wanted a real snuff flick. We call them 8MM’s in my world. You stay off modern technology. No accidental digital downloads to the cloud to land either of us in prison. Modern technology is a criminal’s worst friend. I make no mistakes, but men like you do every day. That is why you need a skilled accomplice for your dark fantasies. My last client was very pleased with the brat snuff flick I made him. The little cunt was a cutie. I mutilated her tender flesh for hours prolonging her screams and agony. Mercy kills, quick kills, not my thing. You hire me for your snuff movies, the victim is going down painfully and slowly. That is how I get my pleasure. Think we are a good match?

Bloody phone sex slut

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Bloody phone sex makes your cock throb. Go ahead and pull out that dick and slide it into my bloody asshole. So many guys have had their way with me and used me up. I’m not here to complain or talk about my sob story. I’m here for you and to please as you make my gaped asshole your cum aim. 

Let me know that I am nothing but a gross whore and I am unlovebale. Show me that I will never be anything more than a  cum dump and will be a bloody bitch for the rest of my life. 

I’m going to be beaten and abused and fucked so hard that my insides feel the penetration. I’m the kind of girl you fuck over and feel no remorse about doing so.