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Snuff Movies : Stupid Little Cunts Are Useful as Dumb Whores

Snuff movies are favorite thing for me to make. I like finding dumb little fucking whores to use in my live streams. Torturing strangling and murdering filthy little cum dumps is great pleasure for me. In fact I’m kind of like Elizabeth Bathory when it comes to bathing in ???? blood.

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Once the night hits you can find me trolling along dark alley behind bars and clubs, where all the stupid bimbos hang out and get drunk find the best little victims and such precious situations. I love it when these little whores are so emotional and torn up because of a few different things. Commonly these sluts got dumped, sometimes they got violated, and often they just got too fucking drunk to handle their shit.

Coincidently, I like to play the dark Angel. Pretending to care and that I understand what they’re going through. I just got completely burned by a guy. Coincidently, I have a bottle of alcohol with me pretending that I’m just drinking it off. When in fact, the bottle has been drugged and soon that whore would be drugged too. I console her and give her the bottle, go ahead take ???? drink.

Salute to assholes and she chugs it back.
Finally, I have her completely un able to stand walk or even apprehensive of the situation. This is when a couple of my guys come around and assist in hauling the cunt into my van. I do this for a few more times. More than one victim is best.????

Snuff Movies : a Drunk Girls Debut

Now back to my place. Pulling into the garage with a van full of stupid passed out whores. The fun is about to begin. Hauling the little bitches out, setting them each up on chairs in the middle of a studio for their first filming debut. And ultimately their final

First things first, the first little whore is set up, tied taped and bound to a chair with the camera in her face I slap her. Then I give her a little sniffing salt wake her up. Following a beautiful expression shot her face red make up streaked eyes, big and wide and completely full of fear.

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My Master grants me the best Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is never wrong. Their cold dead flesh feels so right! My Master, the one who gave me this exciting life, knows exactly what I need to satisfy my cravings. There are so many different varieties From freshly picked to spoiled rotten. I do love the decay of death but I think my favorite is a nice, fresh one.

When the blood is still warm I can smear it all over my shaved pussy and fuck non stop. I love to ride a corpse and push my thumbs into their eyes until they gush out. To peel their dead flesh off with my teeth while I am cumming is a rush that is constantly on my mind. I know you like it too and I know you cravethe nastiest Bloody phone sex possible. Good thing I am such a snuff whore and we can wild together.

Let’s go into the catacombs and fall in love over and over again. I want us to completely lose ourselves in carnal lust. You know the dead deserve loving too. I know we fuck so good we will make their spirits cum just as hard as we do.

 My Master is so generous allowing me to indulge in my ultimate pleasure of fucking the dead. I always dreamed of breaking into a tomb of a family long dead and pull them out of their coffins to fondle and fuck the whole family. Nothing but bones at that point but it doesn’t matter I know I wont stop cumming and neither will you with Necrophilia Phone Sex!

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with Me

killer phone sexIf you have killer phone sex fantasies or violent needs, we should talk. The older I get, the easier it has become for me to go to the dark recesses of my mind. I no longer feel guilty about helping men with their violent fantasies for young girls and hot teen sluts. This world I live in works on the survival of the fittest mentality. The weak get force fucked and even murdered. The strong survive and get paid.

Roger and I met on the snuff circuit. Back in the day we made some snuff flicks where he took the role as my executioner. We fucked for years off the camera, then I got a new master and had zero freedoms. But now that I am no longer owned, I can get back in the snuff porn world. And it is like I picked it up right where I left off. But with one difference. Now, I get to be the executioner or at least the accomplice.

I Love Being The Accomplice Now

I got excited when I saw that I missed a call from Roger the other night. But I called him back and we got together. At first, I thought he wanted me for a movie. Well, sort of. He wanted to make a home movie with this jailbait hitch hiker he picked up. He thought she might be a junkie. Kind of young looking to be a smack girl. But I saw the tracks too. I explained that likely, someone trafficked this girl and she tried to get away.  And she got addicted while in captivity. Happens often.

He wanted to make a homemade snuff flick. By that he meant he wanted to fuck her to death. I do not think anyone ever fucked me harder than Roger. Plus, with his monster cock, he would shred even the most used fuck hole. I filmed him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies with this strung-out little fuck puppet. And the camera loved her. Her cunt surprisingly still had an intact hymen because she bled like a stuck pig. However, he got his cock up her ass with zero difficulty.

I go back tomorrow night to film him killing her. He just wants to enjoy her tiny holes a bit longer. And I cannot say I blame him.

Missing, Kidnapped, and Fucked!

kidnapping phone sexKeisha has been missing for 22 days. She was abducted at a bus stop while she was on her way to work.
She woke up in a muggy, dim, cobweb basement and she was very parched and thirsty.
“Click.”
She heard the lights over her head turn on, she was now able to see the entire area. Her leg was chained to the wall. She had a bruise on her arm. She was sweating and started to panic as she heard the footsteps get closer. In the middle of the basement there were various machines and ropes suspended in the air.
“You must be wondering where you are sweetheart.” Keisha looked up and saw a man 5’9” with tattoos standing over her. “How do you know my name”? Keisha asked.
“Haven’t you heard of the internet? I can find anything about anyone with the access I have”. “I’ve been watching your sexy ass for weeks, left you notes on your door. I became impatient and decided to take you for my own pleasure.”
 “What are you going to do to me?”
 “You’ll see”.
 The man unlocked Sakina’s leg from the chains and dragged her weak body to the pussy drill fucking machine.
 “I built this myself, customized for your body. When I turn it on, you will cum and orgasm multiple times until you pass out. Keisha’s heart began to race. Not a single word left her lips. Keisha’s legs and arms were tied to the ropes hanging from the ceiling. Her legs were forced open. The man placed the dildo attached to a drill pump into her little hairless pussy. He duck taped her mouth shut.
 “Ready”? 
Keisha shook her head. 
The machine turned on, fucking Keisha’s pussy in multiple speeds and directions. The first orgasm came to fruition. Keisha was panting like a dog. The second and third orgasm were more intense, causing her muscles to spasm and breathing to get heavier. The man stood, with his arms crossed, watching his subject weaken from forced orgasms. He smiled with satisfaction. He turned the motor off, and turned Keisha around, positioning her on her knees. He inserted the dildo in her ass. He turned it on. She screamed as the dildo plowed her ass. Her pussy was getting wetter. The man observed grool drip out of her pussy. His cock was growing hard. He ripped the duck tape off of Keisha’s mouth and jammed his cock to the back of her throat. She began gagging and coughing. This only added to the pleasure and sensation on his hard cock. He shoved her head forward to take all of that hard dick. He came in the back of her throat and made her swallow it. I don’t think Keisha while ever return home again.

Snuff Sex Might Be The Only Sex I Crave

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. And the best sex ever. Men yap too much when fucking. Plus, they try to cuddle and spoon with me even though I do not give off those vibes at all. I have needs like most women. Well maybe not like most women. I am not looking for a romantic partner. And I do not need sex as often as the average person. That’s because I get sexual fulfillment through killing.

Sometimes, I pick up a man just to kill him. And I did that last night. Found the least annoying man in the bar and took him home. He got more than he bargained for with me. Consider me a praying mantis of sorts. The females bite the heads off the men once they copulate.  And I kill a man after sex. But last night I killed him while we were fucking. I went from fucking a guy to having sex with dead bodies.

I’m a Black Widow of Sorts. I Often Kill My Sex Partners

Although I did not plan on killing him while we fucked, he just got too annoying to let him live. Sort of like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct but instead of an ice pick, I keep a big knife under the mattress. So, the moment he started yapping about how he could fall in love with me, I knew he must die. I cannot tolerate that sappy talk. He meant nothing to me. I used him to get off. I killed him. Slit his throat. As his blood spurted all over my body, I continued to ride his dead cock. The dick stays erect for about 30 minutes post mortem.

He got me off. But he lost his life for my sexual gratification. I warned him. So don’t feel sorry for him. He died for a good cause. I rubbed his blood all over me as I came on his dead dick. And I had a hell of a time. Sure, it got messy, but I had a killer phone sex time.

Over indulge on Bloody phone sex, feast on the gore

Bloody phone sex Over indulge on Bloody phone sex. I know I’ve been feeling the heat recently, my depraved cravings spiraling out of control. My master took me to a decrepit, rundown motel in the heart of obscurity. 

As I stepped into the master suite, the scent of blood wafted through the air, and so much blood everywhere. I guess there were at least three fellow whores had met their end here.

I suppressed the shiver crawling down my spine, aware that I may very well be the next sacrifice to soak this chamber. I was pushed onto the blood-soaked bed. 

There was a horde of eager cocks standing at attention, primed to take their turn fucking the ever living shit out of me. The world seemed to blur around me as I gave my all to each hungry cock.

The torment was incessant, and the Torture sex made me cum so much. In a moment of twisted, depraved craving, my tormentors held a spark of recognition when they soaked my holes in jizz.

They took it to the next level. If I wanted to live through the night I had to feast on the gore of their last victim.  And so, I ate, I indulged, and found myself utterly consumed by savage ecstasy.

Now, I beckon to you, my future accomplices, to join me in the depths of undeniable debauchery, where we can revel in the all-consuming darkness together. 

No limits, no strings attached, just a den of hedonistic indulgence, waiting to swallow you whole. So come, let your depraved fantasies run wild, and together, we’ll paint this world red and I’ll make you cum with some Killer phone sex!

Snuff Sex Makes My Pussy Squirt

I have always been very into snuff. I have an evil streak that when I see someone getting hurt my pussy tingles, My ultimate snuff fantasy is to suffocate a nice young innocent girl by sitting on her face. I want the last thing she tastes and smells is my pussy. I can imagine how it would feel to have her fighting for her life and it wouldn’t do her any good, she is completely overpowered by me. Then while I am sitting on her face suffocating the life force out of her my man can be violating her pussy and every other hole he desires.  If you are looking at it. I am doing her a favor,  She will have the ultimate pleasure. They say the best orgasm ever is one you have when you are suffocating.

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I want her to die while struggling to breathe and choking on my fucking cum.  As she struggles and moves her face around to try to save herself she will rub my clit and that is going to make me squirt right into her little face. When she is finally still, I am going to live my ultimate fantasy and watch my man fuck the shit out of the little cold-dead bitch.  I want him to fuck her little tiny dead pussy and then I want to see her little dead ass get sodomized. I would love to see his dick in her little dead mouth.  I am going to have to play with my pussy extra hard when he fills that little lifeless mouth with cum. I know I am an evil sadistic bitch and I am proud of it.  Writing this blog got me really thinking about my fantasy and now I have a date with my vibrator. I need to cum so fucking bad!

Evil Phone Sex Fantasies Help Us Deal with Stress

evil phone sexEvil phone sex cures the dog days of summer. Seems to be a heat wave across the country. Politics pissing people off. Heat pissing people off. And we all need a little escape. I know I do. And killing and torturing people helps me deal with stress. Plus, it makes the world a better place because I rid the world of assholes and bitches.

And yesterday, I murdered an annoying couple I met by happenstance. As a Goth chick with a murderous streak, I still do regular things like grocery shop. And while I was in the produce aisle a couple hit on me. I mean they wanted to go Goth for a moment. Do I look like the kind of woman you can approach about having a threesome? No, I don’t. I look like the kind of woman who will put you in snuff movies.

Although I politely declined, they followed me through the aisles talking about their Goth girl curiosity. No means no. And if I need to tell you more than once, you better pray for your life. After their final attempt, I agreed. But I was not fucking these vapid swingers. I had something else in mind. Sexual mutilation and murder.

Evil Fantasies Cure Those Summer Blues

When I showed up, they offered me a drink. I carry these strips around with me that let me know if a drink is spiked. And sure, enough it was. I do not think they wanted to fuck me. But I drugged them before finishing my drink. Their plant enjoyed my roofied wine. And I enjoyed the torture sex. When they woke up, they discovered that I tied them up. And they did not appear happy. But they appeared even less happy when I sexually mutilated their junk.

I carved up her pussy. And afterwards it resembled raw hamburger meat. And of course, I removed his balls. But I put his severed testicles in his wife’s mouth for shits and giggles. I spent hours there. Even though I enjoyed torturing them, I had to kill them. They saw my face. So, I slit their throats and left them to bleed out on their bed. Least they can go to hell together.

Accomplice phone sex; you, me, and victim.

Accomplice phone sex            Accomplice phone sex; you, me, and victim. That makes three. You want me to be the helper or you the helper. I do so like making you the helper. Taking charge is what I do. I like the killer fun time that is to be had. After all, what is the killer bee if not the executioner. Want to make it dirty and nasty naughty. Then to be sure let us make it bloody awful.

            Pick the tools of the trade. As my accomplice you need to be prepared for everything. All in all, I am a knife wielding fucking whore. Like to cut up the inside and yank them out with a flick of the wrist. Too bloody for you. Need something to warm up too.

            We can always start with a suffocation phone sex call. A pillow over the face. Start with dry drowning. The possibilities. As long as you are getting hard. You must try screwing them once they have been snuffed out. Once they are caput the muscles contract. It will be the tightest passage you have every fucked. We will move up until you are used to the blood. The gore.

            The pain and suffering.