You have no clue what this killer phone sex sadistic is capable of! I asked you to bring me your youngest since you owed me money for the slutkins porn I made you. Do you fucking even know the risks involved in that shit? I might be a whore, but I am no dumb bitch! Your youngest was to be collateral until you went to empty your bank account for me. But no, You thought paying me wasn’t of importance. You were fucking wrong! I waited until I knew you were just a sick p-daddy want a be and had no intentions of making things right. I was angry, and I was out for revenge. I stalked your home with accomplices until the timing was right. I took your precious family. Your wife and three daughters down very fast. I made sure to leave plenty of blood at the scene. When you came home you found me waiting in your armchair. I had the heart of your wife in my hand and asked you if you were happy with what you had done? Lights out! When you woke in my dungeon of pain and gloom your precious milky skinned daughters were crying out in pain as they were being gangbanged. Blood drenched them and these little whores could take a pounding. I told them that this was all daddies’ fault as I pushed your face into each sweet cum and blood-filled cunny. Are you happy now daddy! I will string you up and kill you if you fuck with me! Pay me my money bitch or don’t I will get revenge.
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Caniballism and Sex with dead Bodies
Let me slice you into pieces and eat your soul. I get off on sex with dead bodies just as much as the next pervert. But I love to watch the aftermath of how I will get rid of your pathetic useless body. You deserve to be on a spit and roasted until the meat falls off your bones. Yes, Your cock will be inside me before I cook you, A nice post mortem boner, you will never feel my pussy in life, but after death, I will ride that cock until my cum rains down on you. I will glaze and marinate you and eat your fucking flesh. Gutted and your intestines thrown out for the vultures. Don’t fuck with me if you’re a vanilla man. I am only interested in death, rape phone sex fantasies, and blood and gore! How would you like to serve your Goth Queen today, Alive or In my crockpot? Make my pussy cum with your pathetic weakness, and fill my dark soul with death!
Snuffing Out The Junkies is Hot
During these times people have become desperate for money and that makes it a lot easier for me and daddy to have a little fun. We find druggies on the street and offer them a little cash or drugs to come back and make a little video. They never even ask what kind of video, they are desperate. We grabbed a couple of them the other night and after we got them all fucked up, we started. They were dirty and unkept which made it all the hotter. We tied them up and daddy had his way. He didn’t go easy on this group either. He beat them with belts and straps until their skin was broke and blood ran down their bodies. And of course, he let me cut off their tits because that is my thing. For added excitement he used a cattle prod to ram up their dirty nappy pussies, making them scream and shake. It was glorious. My pussy was wet just watching. After torturing them some more he took out his knife and slit their throats as they twitched and gagged on their own blood. Daddy is a sick man so he made sure to get that video camera right up to their faces so he could capture their very last breaths. It was so fucking hot I can’t wait to do it again.
Violent Phone Sex Jezabel
I’m Jezebel, an “Angel of Death” and depravity. A true snuff porn fanatic and sometimes accomplice to the men in power who make theses dark web streams.
Preying on our next sweet morsel is what gets me going, thinking of cutting up our little brats for some “Little Brat Soup”. BLOOD and torture are the only things that puts a smile on my face. I want a sweet thang in pain and begging for mercy. My cunt wants to smoother little faces as you rip them apart! The younger the better. I want your cock fucking them until they are cold and lifeless under you. And still You need to keep going. I am dark and deviant and Taboo phone sex is where you can let out all your demons and be who you really are. I know what gets your cock hard, watching me tear a little orphan girl to pieces and letting you and your buddies fuck her to death! Babysitter to crack whores in our town where girls, and boys go missing all the time, most likely they end up in my meat grinder or oven to be fed to the homeless.
This deviant slut is no means a vanilla bitch! I have two very distinct sides to my dark soul, one is tearing young flesh apart, and making sure no hole goes without being gaped and bloody.
My Violent side is pure killer and torture for men who deserve it! I don’t know if you can handle this part of me. I want to break you, slice off your cock, piece by piece and dismember you like we do those girls. Ass rape porn with you as the star!
Now You have found a willing and more than able slut to satisfy all those deep and dark, hidden desires you have tried so hard to ignore.
Jezabel,
Your oh so willing accomplice and Murder whore!
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are Theraputic
In a time of a pandemic, killer phone sex fantasies are therapeutic. He wanted to kill a bitch. That bitch was me. I had not done anything to piss him off. Hell, I didn’t even know him. I was a victim of circumstance. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He grabbed me as I was going to my car after a supply run. I was screaming in the trunk, but my city is a ghost town at night. No one heard me and if they did, they wouldn’t have come close enough to me to help because everyone is so afraid of this damn virus. I was in the trunk 32 minutes according to my watch. I planned on fighting when I got out of the trunk, but that didn’t go as planned. He punched me in the face, which knocked me out. I woke up in a coffin. Not just any coffin either. A coffin full of blood. A coffin with my name on it. Maybe, I was not as random as I thought. What the fuck. Seriously, what the fuck. I was kidnapped for some sort of horror snuff porn. He just kept yelling at me like I represented everything that was wrong with his life. I tried to talk my way out of it, but he slit my throat just to shut me up. Blood was spurting from the slit in my throat. He gazed in excitement as I choked on the blood spraying out my throat wound. He took that opportunity to throat fuck me. He used the hole in my throat to get off. I choked and gagged on my blood and his cum. It was not over quickly enough. Maybe I can help you feel better about the state of the world too.
Evil Phone Sex Victim
I was groomed for this victim lifestyle. I’ve been into it since I was a young girl and the more I experience predators, the deeper into it I am. Evil phone sex is like a playground for me and my like-minded lovers. Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about torturing, killing, brutalizing a sweet, innocent blonde like me? It’s okay if you do. I think it’s necessary to be honest about those desires and have some dark phone sex fun with a snuff slut. Do you like the sound of a whore crying while you stroke your sadistic cock? If so, then I’m your girl. I will plead and beg for you to stop and you’ll only get rougher with me won’t you? Do you ever just need to shout “shut the fuck up” to some dumb little cunt? Well, I welcome and encourage you to do so. That kind of verbal abuse only gets my cunt wetter for the rape fantasies the two of us are going to act out together. Imagine having your hands gripped around my throat as you pump my pussy and before you know it I’m gasping for my last breath and just as you’re about to cum, I’m gone.
Lets slice her!
Her screams haunt me with pleasure. I have made many young girls scream. This one, however, is special. She is the one I think of when too long of a period has went by with no violent fun.
She was my first. Literally just for fun. Most girls that love kill, or torture started out doing it just to make some guy happy. I’m not that bitch. My very first time was solo, just for me. I can’t even tell you what was on my mind it was so incredibly fucking random. It wasn’t because I was pissed off or my feelings were hurt or because I had some underlying issues I hadn’t dealt with. It wasn’t even because I was bored. I can’t even say it was because I was horny because at that point in time, I had no clue that it would turn me on. I remember being so calm and just deciding I was going to do something new and different.
I think she was just lonely and wanted a friend. Just all chatty Kathy. I was shorter than her and slenderer. She probably could’ve kicked my ass if she had tried. She wasn’t afraid of me not one bit. However, she was afraid of my knife. I still have that same knife. It came out of the butcher block in my mom’s kitchen. It’s the one thing I cannot part with even though I know it’s a horrible idea to keep souvenirs.
Anyways she still haunts me. Right now, while we are all kind of stuck at home with this stupid fucking coronavirus. She is the one I think of. Specifically, her screams. Though screams gave me the ultimate orgasm. I seriously fucking came without ever touching myself.
If I am honest out of all of my “experiences” she was the sloppiest the one that should’ve gotten me caught. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. Three years later I went back, after learning a whole lot more, and set fire to that entire area. There wasn’t much left of her except for a few random bones. Now the only thing left is the haunting of her screams. I can hear them so clearly, even now. It’s like beautiful music to my cunt….
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Help
Killer phone sex is not a cure for cabin fever, but it is a step in the right direction. I am a worthless blonde whore. So stupid it is a miracle I remember how to breathe according to my master. In my state, we are under mandatory self-isolation and there is a curfew. This has made it very difficult to see my master. He is married and his wife would notice if he left the house. What he has been making me do daily is give him a hot show. He masturbates while I hurt my body for his pleasure. He enjoys watching me fist my cunt and my ass. He finds it hot when I burn my flesh with cigarettes. He gets close to coming just from watching me cut my flesh with a razor blade. Every day, I inflict abuse to myself and he jacks off and smiles. I broke my own nose last week by accident and it is still swollen. It is a reminder of how far I will go to please my owner. I cut my labia for him and its swollen too. Sore and likely will get infected. Isolation may very well kill me. But, if my death amuses my master, then my demise has purpose.
Lured Them with A Pretty Dolly
I have clients that pay me good money to lure young sweet girls and sometimes boys. Today I was offered a nice sum of green to lure two blonde little sisters he has been watching. I lured them with a couple of pretty dollies that were new on the market and every girly girl type wanted. What better way to lure a couple of brats who’s parents were too irresponsible to keep in the house during this quarantine. The most susceptible and they cheerfully came with me so they could both get the new dolly. I only had one to lure them with. I offered them candy and 2 new dollies and pretty dresses for the dollies. It was fucking easy. Took them back to an abandoned house that was for sale. My mother was a realtor so I got the codes to many places to have fun in. I lured the girls right into the hands of my pervert client. Oh the games we played with these two. The best part for me was chopping off the head of the dolly and putting a pocket pussy in the neck. I loved watching the pervert pump it joyfully as I taunted the girls that this would happen to one of them while the other got to watch. So which one will it be? The two little things were petrified. I love the taste of fear in their blood, don’t you?
Stone Cold Slut
If sex with dead bodies is something that gets your cock hard, then I’d say now is your time to shine! Imagine the body count in the next coming months. All I can say is that I don’t so much fear death if the end result includes being fucked by you. I want to be chased and tortured until my icy cold body lay there waiting for you to fully enjoy. Just a stone cum receptacle for the taking. I only hope that you preserve my dead corpse and enjoy it for awhile. Knowing full well that it’s exactly the demise I’ve been fantasizing about all my life. To lay there motionless in your sadistic embrace. Imagine being able to dress me in anything you like. Like your own personal ‘real girl’ doll, but instead I’m your dead girl.
I do wonder how many times you’ve thought about squeezing the breath put of some beautiful woman you see regularly at the market or the post office. Or are your fantasies a bit more violent and bloody? I’d really like to hear about those gory details. It sends icy cold shivers down my spine, while it warms up my tight little cunt.