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Stalking My Prey For Killer Phone Sex

You really pissed me off when you cut me off in traffic and your dumb ass wasn’t even paying attention. I saw you, and your fucking cell phone to your ear. You weren’t looking and nearly caused me to fucking crash my truck. I took your license plate down and proceeded to follow you. I stalked you for a few hours and when you got out of your fucking Saab and went into some office building I peered into the windows. I decided you were my prey for killer phone sex. I sauntered in that office building behind you to see where you went. Look at that you’re a fucking Lawyer. I got your name easily. I just asked at the reception desk, I even got your card. All I had to do is Google you and I got your phone number and even your home address. I went to your house and parked just down the road to watch for you. It seems you’re a fucking family man. Awe, if that isn’t fucking sweet. I make a few calls and sit and wait as my companions for Home invasion phone sex show up. We watch the house and when darkness falls the fun begins. Once all the downstairs lights are out and the upstairs darkens we make our move. Slipping silently in the back door, my accomplices and I spread out in the house. We silence and bind the 2 brats. We make our way to your bedroom and find your wife. My guys take care of brutally force fucking all her holes and shutting her up with their big black dicks down her throat. I find you in your fucking study at your computer. I sneak in behind you and slit your throat before turning you around to face me. You had a massive boner and I just climbed on and started riding that cock as I laughed at your horror as you bled out. Now what do we do with the boy and girl?

Killer phone sex

Sadistic Phone Sex

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex? Hell, yes. Don’t call me for your bullshit romantic fantasies. I will put a bullet to your head. I don’t give a shit about your needs, unless you have the need to kill like me. Most men I meet, can’t keep up with me. They are squeamish about blood and guts. Or, they just want to fucking cuddle or something stupid like that. Or, they tell you they just fantasize about bad shit but would never really harm someone. Where the fuck is the fun in that? I don’t do fake or fantasy. I was with this dude the other night who said he wanted to kill his ex-wife. I was so turned on. He was talking some violent shit. He wanted to rip her limbs off and fuck her with a baseball bat. He wanted to burn her nipples and cut off her clit. My cunt was wet. I was gathering up my shit to go make a snuff porn with her when he was like what are you doing. When I told him, I was gathering the shit we needed to snuff his ex, he freaked out. He was like, “no, no, no. I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t do that.” So, I killed him. I tore his limbs off and I fucked his ass with a baseball bat. I loved every moment of it too. I mean you can’t get me excited for a gory kill then tell me you were just joking. That is being a twat tease. I made a mess of my house, but I needed to kill. He may have just been fantasizing, but I was serious. Dead serious. It may be killer phone sex fantasies for you, but I am a sociopath. I am the female Ted Bundy or female Jack the ripper.

Cheap phone sex

Cheap phone sex

 

Last time I checked I was that bitch that made women skin crawl and their voice tremor. As far as the men, I make their dicks hard and make them come even harder. I am that evil bitch that kidnaps bitches for my pleasure and forces my man of the night to rape fantasy her pussy while I watch and please myself. This morning I caught me a nice white whore going for a jog at the park. I snatched that bitch up so fast by her hair and threw her in the van. My male accomplice was the driver. We drove to a nearby lake and had our way with the bitch. He fucked every hole on her body while I sliced ever part of her body. We played a nice game of hide and go seek the bloody limbs. And the winner got to get 3 hours worth of head. That motherfucker won! So I sucked his dick until the cows came home.  That is always one of my favorite games to play. Any more games in mind that we can play?

Snuff Porn for the Holidays

snuff pornI am the queen of the underground snuff porn world. My work is in high demand as the holidays approach. One would think that men and women are less murderous this time of year, but that is not the case. Thanksgiving and Christmas heighten killer impulses. I had a request come in early this week from a man who wants his cock teasing niece gone before Christmas. He has a few motives. One, he wants to upset his brother so he will be distracted from the family business. Apparently, a family tragedy distracts a man enough for a takeover by a partner. Plus, his little niece is a cock tease. She wriggles her little butt on her uncle’s hard cock and just giggles. She has been doing this for years. She may be a schoolgirl, but she knows what she is doing. He has more than rape phone sex fantasies. He has a friend who hired me last year to kill his stepdaughter. I was happy to take this job. I got the money upfront. That is standard procedure. No one can back out if I collect the money up front. This man was not nervous at all. There is no way he will get cold feet. He explained in elaborate detail what he wanted to do to her tiny fuck holes and how he wanted me to torture her. He was erect the entire time too. I am going to look forward to filming him fucking her tiny holes and her tortuous death. I think I enjoy killing little girls the most.

Over My Dead Body

necrophilia phone sex

Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about necrophilia phone sex? I mean, you would be having sex with a partner who could never say no. She could never talk about to you. You can do whatever you want with her whenever you want it. I mean, just think about it. You can fuck her mouth or ass whenever you have the desire to. And you don’t ever have to worry about her needs when you’re fucking. Because, let’s be honest – dead women don’t have any needs, except maybe a defibrillator and we both know you’re not going to be getting that for her.

A lot of people might think it’s weird to be fantasizing about necrophilia, but I don’t. I’d be more than happy to be that dead girl for you. Maybe on our call you can snuff me out and then have your way with me. You can fuck my body as many times as you want to. I won’t be able to say no. There’s no way I can tell you I am too tired. Doesn’t that sound like a really fun way to spend a night? All you must do is call me so we can get this twisted party started.

Feel my wrath

 

A pAprettyViolent phone sex

A nice pair of tits like mine is not hard to come by. Do you know what is hard to come by though? A sick twisted sadistic slut like myself. I am the perfect evil bitch you have been dreaming about. Not only am I drop dead gorgeous(literally), I also have the sicko mind to match. Do you know what I like most about Violent phone sex? Is taking my victim by the throat. Wrapping my hand so tight around her fucking neck. Choking that bitch until her eyes are bulging out of her eye sockets. All the while you are fucking her tight almost dead cunt. Just the sight of her fighting for her life is making us both horny as ever. As soon as that bitch is taking her last breathe you start to cum. I stop your right there in mid stroke and stick your dick in my mouth all the way to the back of my throat. You bust a mouth full of demon seeds all into my jaws and I swallow with pride. We both look down at this life less piece of shit and slice her open from neck vertically down to her stomach. We both fuck in the pool of blood. I want to go a 3rd round. Don’t you?

I’m Not Always the Victim

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I have a dark and twisted fantasy that I’d love to share with you. I know I can’t tell many people about this, but you guys are just as naughty as me, so I know you’re going to totally understand. You have to read till the end to get to the really twisted part, so don’t stop reading and call me before you get to the really good part!

Imagine we are in a hotel room that you got for us. A pretty fancy one because I deserve the best. You know I love it when you go down on me, but instead of lying back and letting you go to town on me, I want to climb up and sit on your face. I will slowly lower myself. I want you to stick your tongue out and meet my pussy as I lower myself down onto you. I want to keep going until I am grinding all over your face and you’ve made me cum a couple of times. You really know how to use your tongue, so it’s almost a shame to think about what’s going to come next.

Once I’m sexually satisfied, I am going to just start squeezing your throat with my thighs and sitting all the way down on your face. I start talking to you and telling you that even though you’re good at oral sex, that’s all you’re good at and men like you are a dime a dozen. I don’t have any use for you anymore and I know you won’t be good for any other woman, either. So that’s why I’m going to sit on your face and suffocate you and squeeze the life out of you with my thighs.

I know you’re dying to call me. So what are you waiting for? It might be the very last phone call you ever make, though…so beware.

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodies

I know he likes sex with dead bodies. I bring him girls all the time to kill and fuck. I knew it would be my number eventually. I pissed him off. I brought him a little girl like he asked, but she was not a virgin. I just assumed because of her age that she was a virgin. I guess her daddy got to her just like mine did to me at that age. I should have done the finger test. Master is always telling me to stick a finger up their bald little cunnies to check for an intact hymen. I didn’t do that and now Master can’t sell the little whore for as much as he could if she was untouched. He slapped me around first. That was followed by rough sex. He was strangling me while imagining I was his ass rape porn star. He shoved his cock inside me so deep, his balls went flush against my ass. Master has a big dick too. He is about 11-inches. As he was brutally fucking my ass, he was strangling me too. Chocking the life out of me, so he could fuck me dead. He loves fucking girls after he has killed him. I just never thought it would be me. But there I was feeling the life go out of me for fucking up his instructions. I hope he enjoyed me after he killed me.

Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sexThis is something that is etched into my mind, there forever as something that I think about all the time. It changed me that day, I have never been the same really, not since Mutilation phone sex. I had a master you see, and he loved to use me to make money. He would do phone calls that were set up and force me to do whatever the guys wanted to be done while they were on the phone. One day this guy called and he sounded super evil and sadistic. I was terrified of what it was going to be that made him cum, and it wasn’t long before I found out. The phone was on speaker and I heard him and my master talking, and that’s when I heard “mutilate her breast.” I started to scream already, saying no no no please no. This only got a ball gag shoved into my mouth and I bound even tighter with cuffs against the wall. I am screaming and hysterical as I see the devices he has to use on me. I wail and make sounds I have never made before. They sound animistic and inhuman. My nipple is gone, I am ruined, and am fading out. Blacking out from all the blood loss.

Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex

snuff sexSometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too.  I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.