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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Halloween Are Hot for Us Both

rape phone sex fantasiesHalloween brings out the rape phone sex fantasies men harbor for young girls. Teenagers and even younger girls dress up like little sluts and drive men crazy. And I step in to help men act on the natural impulses for these young little sluts. On Halloween, age does not matter because all females get a hall pass from the slut shaming.

However, they do not get a hall pass from fucking. You go out dressed like a Barbie bimbo, you will get fucked like one too. Hunter hired me to scout a young little princess for him. He wanted a Halloween rape fantasy a week early. Since he paid me, I took him hunting with me. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch with no love for young girls. So, happy hunting we went.

We went to the mall and scouted out some potential talent for him. And we found one almost immediately. She appeared alone and lonely. I have an eye for talent. I can spot the vulnerable girls a mile away and lure them to their final resting spot easily. Hunter seemed pleased with our selection. We drove her to my kill shack, and she never fought, screamed or even questioned the road trip. Told you I had an eye for the easiest targets.

sadistic phone sexHunter switched gears once we entered my kill shack. He could no longer pretend to be a nice guy. Not around such tiny little fuck meat. Even though I am always prepared to assist, he did not need my help. His dick grew several inches once he ripped her clothes off. I thought he might pace himself. But he pounced on her like a tiger on its prey, destroying her limb by limb.

I Love Hunting Brats

She did not live long enough to be his ass rape porn star. Although he fucked all her holes, I suspect she stopped breathing before he got to her ass. He had a lot of pent up sexual frustration over little cock teases. But his actions did not scare me or repulse me. I believe little whores are here for men like Hunter and you to destroy.

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill and a Love for Human Suffering

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex takes skill. Why shoot your victim when you can carve them up with your knife. A knife not only takes skill to use, but it also serves as a versatile weapon. I use my knife to stab victims. But I can torture with a knife. Most guns kill quickly. Bleeding out or being dissected like a frog causes optimal pain. And that most often is my goal.

Charlie loves pain. He hired me to castrate him. Although he recognized that his cock appeared worthless to most women, he lacked the courage to castrate himself. But Charlie tried to renege on our arrangement. And when I said I do not offer refunds for losers with cold feet, he tried to fight me. And he lost the fight. However, I would say my knife won that battle. One jab to the side rendered him less feisty, LOL.

I knew where to stab him to disable him but not kill him. Oh, he would be a snuff sex victim, but I wanted to prolong his pain and suffering. Those two things combined equal an aphrodisiac for me. Suddenly, he looked like a shadow of himself. What did he expect? He hired me to take his junk, then he tried to fight me over money. Do I look like the kind of woman who takes that kind of shit? No, I do not would be the only answer to that question.

My Knife is My Best Friend and I Love to Use My Friends

Charlie might be bear shit right now, but it took him 23 hours to die. I set the timer so I would know how long I prolonged his death. I cut his cock off first. His balls too. I mean he did pay me for a service. Although he paid for the castration, the torture sex I gave him for free. He deserved it. I dissected him like a frog in biology class. Even took out his organ meat. High protein food.

Charlies’ death needs to serve as a reminder to everyone not to renege on an agreement or fight me. You will not win. In fact, you will die.

Torture sex on a killer phone sex call

torture sexMy dark side comes out a lot and especially with my love for torture sex.  I love pushing boundaries especially when it comes to pain I endure during my sexual encounters. The more pain, the wetter my cunt gets.  I love a dominant man who will hit me, punch me, choke me, smother me, strangle me, whip me, and do some awful things to my body. My evil phone sex calls get dark fast as I describe what I would do to someone else while my callers watch.

I love hurting their other lovers or wives.  Kidnapping them and making them watch me fuck the shit out of their husbands hard throbbing cocks.  All while tied up to a bed or chair.  Gagging them with their own panties or maybe even mine as they watch us engage in the wildest most amazing sex.  I especially love sucking their husbands cocks right over their faces so my spit falls down on their mouth as I lick, suck and salivate over those delicious cocks that these pathetic women have been neglecting.

They are the ones that deservce to be tortured and have torture phone sex as they have been neglecting their masters beautiful innocent cocks that just want a pussy to go in to relieve that built up cum every once and awhile. I mean, is exploding in your pussy so much to ask bitch?  That’s all we are asking and these whores act all prude toward the very cock that they should be on their knees worshiping for even putting up with their pathetic asses.  I love ramming a dildo in one of these bitches and violenetly fucking that cunts ass that won’t let their man stick their cocks in their ass like they are too good for a good fuck in the shitter hole.  Fuck off,  I’ll fuck your ass until you like it, I guarantee you that whore!

Evil phone sex with scary Angie will have you screaming.

Evil phone sex        Evil phone sex with scary Angie will have you screaming. As long as you keep your hand on your cock then you should be good. Nothing to bad will happen to it unless of course I should deem otherwise. This cock loving bitch will take a bite out of your cock and balls. Have no fear you will like it. You will because I am telling you it is a thrill to feel teeth sinking into you, pulling it away from your body.

        First it will be painful. Then it will tingle. It’s a rush. Squeezing your balls tightly in my fist. Tugging on them down. Hence making you grit your teeth. As long as I am holding onto then you will do as I say and you must a fantasy rape of someone is just as thrilling as can be. Watching the fear flit across those eyes. Knowing that they know what is going to be happening to them.

        If you don’t follow orders, then I promise you that you will be next. Now, go and do as you’re tell to. Grab that bitch, pulling the hair back, tits pointing up into the air. Pinch those nipples and finally fisting that cunt. Seeing the blood running down your arm to drip on the ground.

        Quickly making you hard in my hand. I knew this was your fantasy to have this play. I am your will accomplice, and you will now get your reward. Your eternal reward.

Choke Me And Use Me

Strangulation phone sexStroke your cock while I tell you a story about how much of a dumb fucking whore I am. So I have always loved being fucked like a sex object by anyone who wants to use me; more recently I have been so into the darker side of things. Aside from loving some use and force I also love being choked out until I am begging for air and begging to be marked by a big strong man. You know some really hot strangulation play,occasional hitting and choking has been making my cunt drip. My two friends here Zach and Danny were fucking me lastnight and I begged them to wrap their hands around my neck until I passed out. I wanted them to keep pumping their hard cocks in my slutty unconscious body. I wanted to be filled with cock and cum; as they kept going I regained conciousness and I started to squirt everywhere. Do you want to wrap your big strong hands around my slutty teen throat? Call me and play with me then!

Snuff Movies and October Go Together

snuff moviesOctober is not just for watching snuff movies. For sadistic bitches like me, October means making snuff flicks too. The bloodier the better. I am not for the weak of heart. I am not for first time callers or any man with mild or vanilla fantasies either. Only seasoned snuff connoisseurs or masochistic men should call me.

I can make men cry. My voice is not a giggling teen voice. Fuck that shit. My voice sounds more like a mature seasoned bitch whose has seen and done some shit. I even did some shit last night. Wicked shit too. As I drove home from my Goth bar last night, I happened upon a drunk coed driving erratically on her way home. She had no business driving drunk. Although she did appear to take the less traveled road home, she almost ran me off the road.

So, I ran her off the road instead. Sure, I could have been noble. Perhaps a good woman would call AAA and drive the drunk girl home. But no one considers me a good woman. No one. I took her to my kill shack instead. Too bad you were not with me to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. As soon as I got her into my shack, she puked. I made her lick it up. No one makes a mess in my home but me. I like to make bloody messes.

Some Girls, Many Girls Deserve to Die

I needed to hold a knife to her so she would be obedient. Drunk coeds deserve to die. Even drunk they still act and behave belligerently. Perhaps, I intended to help the girl. She showed no appreciation for saving her drunk life, so I sodomized her with a beer bottle. I pissed on her face. And I even double fisted her two tightest holes. The bitch appeared to like it, so I switched from my fists to my knifes. Now, she did not like it so much. Okay, she did not like it at all.

I stabbed her cunt and her ass until her insides fell out of her holes. You can eviscerate a young girl from the outside with long, sharp objects. Now, it looks like a painful way to die. But no cunt should die quickly.  Cunts deserve killer phone sex. And they deserve to die slowly and painfully. I told you I might not be your cup of tea. My mind runs dark as the night. Think you can handle being my partner?

Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on.

Bloody phone sex        Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on to fuck in the blood. All we need is to get the blood to roll around in it. First, we go looking for the victim of our choosing. Now, I know what I like and willing to bet I know what you like. Someone petite. Light colored hair. Pale skin. It must be remembered that pale hair and skin will show the dark bruises easier, the blood will be a stark contrast.

        Alcohol will thin the blood enough that she will bleed more profusely. On the negative side it will also act as a pain killer. As has been noted a little alcohol will thin the blood and not act as a pain killer. You must admit you like the idea of the pain. Hearing the cries. Screaming out as the knife slices deep into the thigh. Missing the main artery. Wouldn’t want to have her bleed out too quickly.

        Watching as it stains her legs, dripping down into her pussy. I will hold her down as you take the knife to her nipples. Cutting first one off then the next. Shove the knife up into that pussy. Cutting her up inside, before fucking her, getting her blood all over your cock.

        Turning me on. Needing to feel that blood-soaked cock inside of me. Rolling though the blood still draining from her. Fucking on her. Yes, cum all over her. See how that cum of yours and her blood mix together.

Snuff Porn with Lovers is My Favorite Fall Activity

snuff pornFall makes the perfect weather to watch snuff porn. I have a few lovers who enjoy getting fucked up and watching snuff flicks with me. I am in it just for the coke. And I always assumed snuff films were fake. But this guy I party with showed me a real snuff movie. The homemade kind. I knew it was real because the girl in the film has been missing for over a year. Suddenly, I found myself scared. What if he wanted to snuff me too?

I remember when the girl went missing. She went to high school with my sons. So, I did not doubt that this flick was homemade. He fucked her raw. For once, I was not the ass rape porn star. I watched and masturbated as he told me what he did to this hot teen slut. Sure, I felt badly for her. She would have been my youngest son’s age. Now she is dead and buried somewhere. I just did everything I could to not end up as the star of one of his next snuff flick.

I Try Hard Not To Star in a Real Snuff Flick

Honestly, I never knew this guy had such a dark streak. I assumed he might be like me. A normal middle-class dad who likes to enjoy some coke sometimes. He never minds sharing his coke with this ginger whore. And I love fucking him. He fucked my ass as we watched his snuff flick. But I acted like I thought it was a fake film. Clearly, I did not know this man like I thought I did. He strangled this teen girl with his bare hands. He fucked her dead body too.

However, sex with dead bodies clearly turns this guy on. I just had to avoid being his next corpse lover. As he fucked my ass, I did my best to act like nothing had changed between us. But I did fear him. No one has seen the star of his little homemade video since she disappeared last year. Police thought teenage runaway. Parents suspected fowl play. But I know she died a violent death. And her body likely will never be found.

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Torture Phone Sex Season Has Losers Begging for Me to Kill Them

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls make me wet. Not much makes my Goth gash purr better than human torture. I do not torture animals. I respect animals because they help me dispose of your remains. But a man, I can torture until he dies from the pain. A quick painless death? Nope. Not with me.

Most of the men I torture do not beg for it. But this one did. And I found him so pathetic and so worthless, that I did it for free. Sometimes men find Goth girls like me hanging out in Goth or Steampunk bars. When they come into a bar filled with folks like me, they stick out like a sore thumb. And for whatever reason, they gravitate to me. Like I have a loser magnet inside my body somewhere, LOL.

Well, I could have that removed, but I love ridding this world of losers with torture sex. James found me and begged for me to kill him right there. Trust me, I considered it. But public slayings or impulse kills not my style. I stay under the radar. That’s how I avoid going to prison. However, I will slaughter a loser in my kill shack any day.

Some Men Just Scream Kill Me

Although I practice good cleanup measures, if the FBI raided my kill shack, they might get confused by all the DNA found inside. But no one knows how to find my kill shack. Thats because it is located seriously off the grid. I felt like this loser James deserved some medieval torture. Since my grandpa was a sadist, I inherited his collection of fine medieval torture devices. I put James on the rack. And I slowly turned the crank to stretch him until he tore in half.

It took hours at the pace I went, but I love prolonging agony. Watching someone die from pain slowly, I find erotic. I can smell pain. I can smell fear. When James finally tore in two, his upper body did not know he had been severed yet. While his brain caught up to his body, I sat on his face. My Goth gash was the last thing he ever saw in his final snuff sex moment. When he died, I fed him to the wildlife. Now, I am on the prowl for my next loser. Maybe it will be you.

Evil Phone Sex Is in The Air

evil phone sexEvil phone sex. I like the way it sounds. E V I L. That describes me. Once, when my mother took me to a shrink, the doctor said I did not show any classic sociopathic tendencies. Well, that’s because I do not fit any mold. Most serial killers got a taste for torture when they were schoolboys because they tortured animals. Not me. I love animals more than humans. I would kill you to save a squirrel. And I am not joking.

I could never hurt an animal. But I do not have any issues hurting people. My first victim, I killed accidentally. My schoolgirl bully. I stabbed her in the woods when she followed me home from school to torment me. My grandpa covered it up. Still to this day, the local police have her listed as a missing person. My grandpa taught me everything I know about killing. And he taught me how to get away with it. Serial killers get caught because they have a pattern. To the cops, my snuff sex deaths appear random. No connection. Most of my victims never get found.

I Respect Animals, It is People I Loathe

The key to my success? Wildlife. My accomplices. I feed victims to the bears and coyotes and other wildlife that lives in the woods behind my kill shack. Thus, why I am kind to animals. They help me in so many ways. My kill shack appears quaint on the outside. Remote. Surrounded by nature. No wifi. Solar generated power. Well water. On the inside? I think my cabin appears to be something straight out of a horror movie like The Evil Dead. So many souls haunt those walls. But I am impervious to ghosts.

The smell of death, I find intoxicating. The splatter of blood on the walls and floors reminds me of each kill. Sometimes, I lay on the floor masturbating on the blood-soaked floor remembering a particular kill. Maybe, if you prove yourself worthy, I can take you to my kill shack. Would you like to see where I do my best work? Would you enjoy being my accomplice phone sex partner? Or perhaps, you would prefer to die in my kill shack?