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Agonizing Torture sex can get as bloody as possible

Torture sex Torture sex is a way of life for me now. I tell myself to breathe and embrace the pain. The more I remind myself that I am a slave whore the quicker I revel in the ecstasy of agonizing torture. That’s the nature of my existence, unquenchable passion and sinuous agony. I crave it, much like you do. The moment when my body quivers on the brink of pain, thirsting for more; oh, how we both need it. 

I’ve watched it a thousand times by now, Dumb little cum slut turned victim to bloody violence. But that’s what any slut deserves, we have these gashes between our legs that make our Master’s crazy and I think we deserve to be punished. 

You like to slice off their pussy lips, sometimes you eat them and then there are the times where you force your victims to swallow their own flesh, The Mutilation phone sex I crave is us sharing my flesh. Where you take my freshly sliced off pussy lips into your mouth, you chew it up and spit it in my mouth. I will swallow it like your baby bird, eagerly and obediently.

You are an artist. And whores like me are your canvas. A blooming and brutal kaleidoscope of pain and lust, and with each act of depravity, we create masterpieces worthy of the most voyeuristic Gods. Let the violence become a balm for your empty souls, and let my devotion to agonizing torture and eroticism bring you solace. 

 

Only Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Fulfilled Here

violent phone sexIt’s only violent phone sex fantasies that I indulge. You are my victim. Or I am your accomplice. Nothing else. I am not looking to be your girlfriend. And I do not want to know about your day or cuddle. None of the coupling bullshit for me. I am here for the violence. The mayhem and the blood also.

And my mercenary ads make that clear too. No refunds because you don’t read the contract. But as a killer for hire, I take precautions. Sure, my contracts a court would never validate. But I don’t need a court. Just your signature and your ID on file to keep you in line. If I go down because of some love lorn tool or some chicken shit loser, I will take them with me.

Arnold demanded a refund after we killed and mutilated his ex-girlfriend because I would not fuck him in her blood. I do not mix business with pleasure. And I stated that in the contract he signed along with the no refund policy. So, Arnold had to die too. It takes a special kind of stupid to demand a refund from the person who you just watched torture and kill your ex-girlfriend. To do that, you have a snuff sex death wish.

I am The Queen of Torture

And I grant death wishes. I took longer to kill him though than his ex. He deserved some intense suffering. Plus, he deserved cock and ball torture for thinking he could fuck me. I had zero trouble overpowering him because I made him believe that I wanted to ride his big dick. Handcuffed him and tied him to his bed. I put his balls in a vice grip. But I slowly cranked it until I busted each nut. Cigarette burns to his dick. And I bit chunks of his cock off too. Little cuts to his pee hole and flesh. Not deep enough to make him bleed out. But enough to hurt.

 I am the queen of torture sex which means I can prolong your agony like I did his. But I eventually gave him a fatal cut to an artery and let him bleed out. Do not feel sorry for him. Not my fault he was a dumb fuck.

Snuff Porn Inspires Me to Seek Revenge for My Male Friends

snuff pornDo you watch snuff porn? I love to watch it. The revenge kind is my favorite. And sometimes, I get to help a man with his revenge fantasy. Like make them come true. Most men pay me, but for James, I did it for free. He has had a revenge fantasy for the woman who faked a pregnancy decades ago to attempt to get him to marry her. Women like that give us all a bad name. So, I felt the need to put her in her place.

 I have learned a few things growing up in the snuff world. Perhaps you could call me a detective. I can find anyone.  Once I found her, I traveled to pay her a visit. James did not know that I wanted to torture her. She deserves torture sex and more. However, I did not kill her. I will save that for him. She deserves to suffer doubly.

When I got to her city, I cased her place and stalked her for a couple days to learn her habits. This bitch cheats on her husband when he goes to work. I went to her door while her lover was there and told her that her husband hired me as a private eye, but perhaps she could offer me a better deal. She let me inside. Dumb bitch. I told her lover to leave. Not that I felt generous or anything. I wanted one less witness.

Helping Men With Dark Fantasies Turns Me On

I protected my friend. So, I told her she slept with my husband, and I wanted revenge. And revenge I got. I tied her up like a rack of lamb and carried her into the bathroom. I made her lick the toilet seat and inside the toilet too. But I was just beginning. I took her to her bedroom next and found some things to turn her into an ass rape porn star.  Found her sex toys and started there. Two dildos in her ass hurt a bit. However, that was my goal. When I made her suck her ass juice off those dildos, I thought she might puke.

When I saw a curling iron on the dresser, I plugged it in and anally tortured her some more. I wanted to snuff her out. But that pleasure I will reserve for James. This was simply recon and foreplay. She does not know it yet, but I will be back with reinforcements. And a lot more will hurt than her pride and her ass on visit number two.

Teens who Kill should watch their back!

Killer phone sex Teens are not safe from being murdered themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m not safe with these vicious men with a lust for death. One of these days I’m going to end up in a bottom of a barrel thrown in a river somewhere. That is probably the tamest way they get rid of my body. Until they decide that decapitate me and dismember me!  I will keep bringing sadistic fuckers, some fuck meat to kill. Not every man seeks to kill. But I have him a little fucked up.  And hen rage and sex happen, it tends to the evil gets in their brain and heart. 

Suddenly, that cock won’t get soft, and those hands need to wrap around a tiny tight throat. Yesterday it was the new college girl, I just came back from family vacation. Alone walking to her dorm, she never suspected that my partner and I were scoping her out. I let my crazy Puppers out and pretended to chase him down the road from the van. My killer waits a couple blocks down.

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Killer phone sex : Teens who Kill should watch their back!

 Of course, she saw another female and just had to help me catch my big beautiful mutt. That’s when she let her guard down and this little blonde was snatched up so fast into the van beside her. I jumped in the driver’s seat and roar down the road. 

I can hear screaming in the back as he slapped and punched her. He instructed me to keep driving as I heard her clothes rip. Next I tried to watch them in the back and the cars in front of me as I headed out of town. 

My pussy almost squirted all by itself when I heard him plunge his sick fuck meat inside of her. But she had seen too much, and the woods over here really do hold bodies well. I park and get out the tire iron. And as my partner Is having sex with her, I bash her brains in. He looks in my eyes and tells me that I will be next, I killed her too fast! This is a man who has sex with dead bodies and just keeps needing little teen accomplices like me to spit out.

Killer Phone Sex Bitch Removes Your Cock and Balls for Any Reason

killer phone sexBeing a killer phone sex bitch never gets dull. And that’s the main reason I like this job. Plus, it makes me look legitimate to the government, you know? Although I make great money doing this, most of my money comes from being a mercenary. People find me on the dark web and hire me to help them kill someone. Or perhaps, they want me to mutilate their junk. You might be surprised what folks pay for. And how much they pay for their dark needs.

Clay hired me to castrate him. He claims that he tried many times to do it himself but always chickened out. Of course, I took the gig. So, a few men I castrate want to be castrated. However, most of my victims got a free junk removal because they pissed me off in some way or hurt someone I know. But a few wimps like Caly understand that their junk causes more problems than it is worth.

Extreme cock and ball torture sex guys want the ultimate CBT. Others know that their micro penises never please women, so why even keep it. And some men prey on young girls and women. They believe they cannot control their sexual urges. Urges that will land them in jail. Personally, I don’t give a fuck why you want your junk removed or mutilated. I only care about the money.

I Love to Castrate Dumbasses

However, Clay’s reason for wanting castrated proved to be a first for me. He already violated his very young niece. Although she is not too young to rat him out to her parents. So, this loser thought that if I chemically castrated him, he would have a sort of alibi for the crime. If his dick cannot get hard or produce any cum, how could he have violated that little girl. Dumbass, his DNA could still be tested. But I did not tell him that.

In fact, I relished the fact that he would lose his junk and likely get arrested too. If you want to diddle little girls, go right ahead and diddle away. But be smarter than Clay. I gave him the castration phone sex he needed and wanted. But not a chemical castration. That would be too easy and painless. I busted his balls. Then I chopped them right off with garden shears. Made a bloody mess of his bathroom. I got the money. All I cared about. However, I guess now he cannot commit any more sex crimes because he will never get hard again.

Killer phone sex-we’ll make her suffer till her last breath

Killer phone sex is when we get the little bitch to beg for mercy, her very last breath. I am your Mistress of Pain. I delight in making little sluts squirm and beg for mercy for you. The more they plead for release, the more I love to twist the knife and watch them writhe in exquisite agony. Killer phone sex

We’ll train them right Daddy, they will become desperate for a taste of our sadistic affections. I think it will be really fun to starve them for days, shooting them up with meth and completely changing their thinking We will force these “innocent” little cunts to beg for Torture sex.

We’ll drink in their suffering, Daddy, like the finest vintage. There are plenty of little whores we can defile. It’s so easy me to find a fresh young thing, looking for help. I think the more disposable they are the tastier they are. We can literally do anything you want to them. I think we should build a harem. As long as they bleed they are ready to breed. Fill them up with your hot cum and when that bump starts to show, we can torture them even more. You’ll be a God amongst slave whores.

 

Knife play phone sex how low can you go?

            Knife play phone sex how low can you go? Like can you slice all the way through? Just a little? It has become a game now, doesn’t it. How low can you go with the knife. That is the point to end him. To be a killer? Looking to make it bloody? If so, then you need to nick the artery with the knife blade. Don’t want it to be bloody, avoid it and you a pin prick on the tip of the knife.

            By all means, sharpen the knife. Make it razor sharp. Next, we find the victim. I will lure her in. Be your Accomplice phone sex whore. That is after all just what you need with your knife at the ready.     

            In fact, you might just say that your knife is like your phallus. An extension to you. All you need to decide in the first place is how they will meet their demise. In other words, let the game begin and may they forever not be in the victims’ favor but in yours.

            Without delay I will bring them in, help you with the pain, the pleasure, and finally the knife play. After all your knife is your phallus and I do so like being a good accomplice and wielding them both.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Because We All Have a Killer Instinct

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies live rent free in our minds. But for most people, that’s where they stay. In their minds. But not me. I am not most folks. I have an impulse control disorder. When I meet someone who annoys me or pisses me off with their actions or words, it takes every bit of inner strength to control my murderous impulses. However, there is a time and place for murder. So, I learned to hone my rage. My grandfather taught me self-control. And how to kill undetected.

If not for my grandpa, I would have been sent to prison as a teen. In a fit of rage, I killed my high school bully in the woods on my way home from school. Although no one saw me, I left my DNA everywhere. And I did not hide the body. I ran. But I was covered in blood. At first my grandpa thought I injured myself. So, I confessed what I had done. And my grandpa cleaned up my mess.

Anyone Can Get Away with Murder But They Need to Learn How

However, he saw the killer phone sex instinct in me. He recognized it because he had the same instincts as me. But he learned how to kill undetected. And how to clean up a crime scene to avoid detection. My second kill he supervised. He even picked out the victim for me. Another bully from school. But not a bully of mine. He taught me about surrogates. If I have a personal beef with someone and its well known, I become a suspect when they die or disappear.

But if I find a similar person whom I have no connection with, my name will never come up as a suspect. I have killed a couple folks with a connection to me, but a connection no one would put together. For the most part, I still practice all the snuff sex techniques my grandpa taught me. And now I teach others how to do the same thing. You can get always with murder too. But you need my help.

Cum with me on my killing spree

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex. Ever thought of a female batman? One who goes out at night in search of the bad guys? Well that’s me except I kill, torture, in search of blood of those men who live out their rape fantasies. I like to capture them by seduction and make them my little toys.

You can smell them in a crowd after they laid eyes on you. The creeps, the gropers. I want them all. Take them back to my place and do what I please. I always tie them up then tape their mouths. I don’t want to hear a peep or these pussy’s scream. Put my strap-on on, panties on them and make them my bitch. Turn them over, pull up their panties and shove my big cock up their asses.

Leash up their neck, my favorite an electric collar and pound them using all my bodyweight. I want to violate every creep’s butthole, tear their ass up and make them bleed out. I wanna watch them cry. I love this shit.  Using my knife I’ll cut them clean while I’m cock deep inside. For the nasty boy’s I always keep their balls in my box of “creeches”.  Killing them without leaving anything behind.

Sadistic Phone Sex Could Put You in Prison or The Morgue with Me

sadistic phone sexAll I know is sadistic phone sex. I could not work on a vanilla line. Why? Because I do not know the first thing about being vanilla. And I do not want to learn. Vanilla appears just too basic and boring for me. I am the one you call when you have fantasies that could get you arrested or land you in the morgue. I am a maneater. Consider yourself warned.

For the most part I am asexual. Fucking does not guide my daily actions. However, my thirst for pain and suffering does guide me. The way I see life, you act like a tool or dumbass, you do not deserve to live. We should view life as a privilege not an entitlement. And privileges can be revoked for bad acts or bad manners.

I will admit my threshold for stupidity drops monthly. We have inclement weather. Icy roads with snow coming down on and off. Too cold for salt to work very well. But I needed to go out for an assignment. However, some asshole drove by me like he had a snuff sex wish. And he caused an accident that hurt a woman and her daughter. And could have hurt me too. The jackass fled the scene.

Some Folks are Just to Stupid and Reckless to Live

I am not completely heartless. So, I stopped to help the car he pushed off the road and called 911. But my photographic memory stored the make and model of the car, as well as the license plate. However, I left that part out to the police because I planned to exact revenge for this woman and her daughter. Folks like do not deserve to drive or breathe.

And I have my ways of finding out anything and everything I need about a person. Later that night, I showed up at his house. Of course, I broke in through an unlocked window armed with a few knives and chloroform in case I had to knock out other folks under his roof. Of course, the loser lived alone. Men like that cannot keep women. Normally, I enjoy long torture sex sessions before I kill someone. But this was more like a smash and grab.

I stabbed him over 50 times. Overkill to make it look personal instead of a random act of violence. And as he choked on his own blood, I told him exactly why he had to die. And I watched him choke on his own blood as he bled out. Perhaps the kill did not feel as satisfying as others, but I rid the world of one less asshole. And that does feel satisfying.