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The choking game

torture sexI have gotten into the choking game recently. I like having my guy fuck me hard and choke me and make me pass out. It gives me a high. This past Friday he took it to a different level. I thought I was going to completely give out and he was going to end up fucking my cold dead body. I know deep down inside he has had fantasies of fucking my lifeless body and when he was choking me I could of sworn thats what was going to happen. I really believed I was going give out and then he was going to fuck me till he had his fun. I woke up from a euphoric state. I came so hard and passed out at the same time I was out for what felt like an eternity. It was such an intense feeling and It made me feel like fuck slut. I wanted to keep going and never stop. I know I am playing with fire but I love getting burned.

Slash For Cash

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You find’em and I’ll grind’em. Ha!  Do you know there are a lot of Step Parents out there who absolutely hate their new Partner’s offspring? I shit you not my friends.  Some of those feelings go well beyond hate.  They detest them, the mere sight of them makes them want to throw up.  I would imagine Rage Step-Parenting wouldn’t be a great thing for the newly married couple.  Might dampen some of that marital bliss I would think. Luckily for those Steps the Goddess has seen fit to put someone like me onto this shit hole of a planet.

You see, I can make those little pests just go away.  Because of the nature of disposal there is always a fee involved.  I don’t care what age, what they look like, what they sound like, or anything like that.  As long as I get paid I do not care. Picking them up at their own home isn’t a problem, I’m like a Death Uber or some shit.  The Step-Parent brings them right out and puts those little fuckers right into my car.  How convenient is that? 

All I do is drive away to a nice secluded place.  Of course the little shits are always confused as fuck but that’s okay, they won’t be confused for very long.  They won’t be much of anything for very long.  Sometimes I like to play with them for awhile.  Cut them, burn them, brand them, stab at them, anything to make them scream.  Other times I have shit to do so I just slit their throats then toss them some place to rot.  

The best part of all this is when I see the news reports with the parents begging for the person who took their brat to bring them home.  The tears, the sobbing, the utter fucking lie.  Motherfuckers are god damned Sociopathic.  It makes me laugh.  All that fucking acting.  In the end though, it will just become a memory and once a year there will be some sort of vigil or some shit for the poor lost one.  I go to those damn things.  It always gives me a little thrill for the Step-Parent to see me again.  I think it makes them nervous, which it so fucking should, because I am privy to the biggest secret of their lives. 

Torture Sex Death Sentence

torture sexTorture sex death was my punishment. I committed treason and was sentenced to a new age prison where they were experimenting with new death row techniques. I thought I had more time when the warden showed up. He stripped me off my rank and clothes. I was humiliated standing before him naked and pleading for my life. I wanted a second chance, but he dragged me to the courtyard where others were waiting to watch my demise. He injected me with nanomittes designed to kill me when I had an orgasm. They are these microscopic robots that can be programmed to do just about anything, including killing a woman the moment she cums by stopping her heart in a very painful way. Honestly, when he injected me, I thought it was bullshit. Some scare tactic to humiliate and instill fear. My life was over quickly soon thereafter. I am a pain slut. No matter what they did to hurt me, I got wet. Lashes with a whip, electric shocks up my ass…just made me wetter, which caused pain in my chest. I cum easily with pain, so no matter how hard I tried to fight, I knew my snuff porn nightmare would be over soon. When the warden went straight to my pussy with this huge ass industrial looking vibrator, I knew I was dead. I struggled, tried to think of something else, but in the end, I am a dirty nasty whore. Even facing my death, I was cumming. What the fuck is wrong with me? I deserved to die.

He Made It Happen

 He was just another useless grunt at the bike shop and would not stop yapping about his need for pussy and for how much pussy he had or pussy this tits that and I was over his dumb ass. I decided to pull him into the office for the ride of his life… or is it death? Nevermind all that, just know that I gave him some fucking torture sex pussy that he would never forget. I am a sadist and as I rode that cock I beat the living hell out of him. I scratched him til he bled I fucking slapped and punched him and followed that up with some near death strangulation. I didn’t want him to live and he totally had this coming. I left this fucker to die with blood everywhere as I stabbed him as I rode his cock and made sure to really have him bleed out. It was exhilarating.

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Having Some Fun with Indigo

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Everyone thinks it’s so fun to torture my sexy little teen body, but what happens when I finally get the opportunity to be the torturer?  What happens when I finally blossom into the living dead girl I have always wanted to be?  A huge thank you goes to Indigo, for showing me the murderous bitch I really am.  I had gotten myself into one of those situations again, where I was a damsel in distress.  I was cornered in an alley by some drunk man, and Indigo came from behind him with a dingy rag.  Within seconds he was laying on the ground, out like a light.  She told me she helped me because I reminded her of herself, big tits and one hell of an attitude.  She asked if I wanted to have some fun with the dirt bag, and I was so in.  I helped her drag his limp body too and from the car.  We had him in a secluded cabin in the woods.  She told me normally she likes to do the torturing herself, but this time she would settle for watching.  I chained him up spread eagle, I wanted to wait until he woke up, but Indigo really wanted to get her hand on him.  He woke up the her carving a permanent smile on to his smug face.  Watching someone else cry and scream in agony was such a turn on!  Then it was my turn.  I grabbed the dullest knife Indigo had, and began sawing off his tiny little cock.  By the time I was done with that Indigo had enough of his screaming, and ripped out his tongue with a pair of pliers.  I went around to the back, and decided that his asshole needed to be a little bigger.  It felt so good watching the knife tear through his flesh, making his ass gape wide open.  I shoved his limp, bloody, stump of a cock into his newly extended ass hole.  Indigo was kind enough to teach me how to sew, his ass shut that is.  Then we slit his throat, and fucked in his pool of blood.  Biggest orgasm I have ever had!

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Evil Babysitting Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexI hate babysitting, but evil babysitter phone sex calls are among my favorite. Sometimes I take sitter jobs to have easy access too little sluts for friends, other times it just for my own perverse pleasure. Last night was the later. I took a gig because I hate the girl’s parents. I was checking out babysitting ads and I saw the photo of the parents. They have an older daughter; she is a bitch I went to high school with and her parents bailed her out of trouble repeatedly for her mean girl antics. This girl was likely adopted because the mother is past her prime, unless she used fertility drugs. I have a fake id for babysitting and I can transform from Goth punk to girl next door with makeup and hair dye. I sat for the angel the other night. She was a polite girl, but still a privileged princess with bitch parents and an evil older sister. She was just collateral damage.  I drugged her up and started a live stream of Anika’s Abuse.  Guys were paying me to be her BTK killer. Bind, torture, kill. A few of my favorite words. I bound her legs and her arms like one guy wanted. I fisted her ass and cunt like a few others paid to see. I wrote whore in lipstick on her face like another guy wanted. I even fucker her pussy with a Barbie doll. Anika was like a rag doll, all floppy and shit from the special cocktail I made her. She might remember some shit, but it would make no sense the next day. One guy offered me a ton of money to kill her, but that was too risky. I sexually abused the little girl and made a profit. Now, I am happy to kill a little whore with you. Just needs to be a random girl that won’t trace back to me. Killer phone sex is so much fun.

I don’t fuck with broke bitches

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I enjoy snuff sex because I’m a super dominant bitch. When I agreed to go on a date with this guy who wouldn’t stop flashing his amex and his fancy things at me I thought I could fuck him and get some coins from him and toss him away like a stupid worthless toy. When I realized I could make him my sissy slut I thought that would be so much better. I ended up accepting his millionth invite. When we got to the restaurant after ordering and getting thru what felt like forever, I anxiously awaited for him to pay the bill. When the waitress made her way back she said the card didn’t go thru and was cancelled. I should of known he was probably using his mommy and daddies money. I was beyond furious and decided the best way to get back at him would be to take him to my place. I footed the bill and brought the dweeb back to my house. When we got to my place I didn’t hesitate to sissified the idiot. I dressed him up and invited some friends over to use his man pussy. He wasn’t man enough for me and he should of known I don’t fuck with broke bitches.

Please Don’t Kill Me Jezabel!

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Girls can be so mean, and I would know because I was violated, abused, and murdered because of it. To me, me making cheer captain was the best thing that could happen to me, but for my competition, it was the thing that pushed her over the edge. Jezabel was always so nice to me while they were putting me through hell as the new girl, but when I got what she wanted then she snapped. She acted nice at first, and kept telling me how happy she was for me. She even offered me a gift. She told me she had a modeling gig this weekend, and there was one more slot. Jezabel said that if I was hot enough for cheer captain, then I was certainly hot enough to be a model. When I got there I was in utter shock. She neglected to mention that it was a nude photo shoot. I was going to go home, but Jezabel convinced me to stay. The photo shoot was just me and her. The only other person there was, was the creepy camera man, and him and Jezabel kept looking at each other like they were gonna fuck right then and there. Half way through, Jezabel offered me a sip of her water, and I took a big gulp. You would think I would know better by now then to drink or eat something from someone else, but I just never learn. I passed out almost immediately. When I woke up I was strapped down to a hard metal surface in a dark moist room. Jezabel and the camera man are off to the side talking until they notice that I am awake. At first, I didn’t believe that Jezabel could do something like this, so I screamed for her to help me. She laughed at me, and that was when I seen her face just how twisted she really was. Her and the camera man completely mutilated my naked body, and she told me it was for taking her spot as captain. After a few hours of torture, she slit my throat, andt hey had sex on top of my lifeless body.

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Fuck Your Little Sluts To Death

This snuff sex call is going to go really well tonight. I have you by your god damned balls mother fucker and I will get my way without having to get my hands dirty. You see, I really do not like your slutty offspring, and babysitting for you when I was younger really turned me into a true hater of young ones. I became the sadistic that I am today thanks to those spoiled fucking hoes of yours. I want you to break their little vaginas open with your large fat cock and pound them to their death. While your dick is in that tight vagina and your plowing away at it I hand you a billy club and tell you to bludgeon her fucking head with that. I want to see blood, bone shards and brain matter all over the bed and I want you to fucking ejaculate as you take that blow.

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Snuff Sex Sacrifice

snuff sexSnuff sex was my sacrifice. I was imprisoned with a bunch of disobedient whores. Our jailer selected my name as the sacrifice. I was to die. I was to take all the pain, so my fellow jailbirds would not have too. I was not the one acting unruly. I fought and protested, but that only brought on more pain. My jailer caned my chest. Hard smacks across my tits prompted me to yelp and holler in pain. I pleaded more, but I only got more smacks harder in intensity than the ones before. I was crying, even screaming in pain. I tried to understand that what I was doing was a sacrifice, but I didn’t want to die. Not this why at least, but Master said a sacrifice must be made for the greater good. My death would not be in vain. I saw him throwing the noose over the tree. I started fearing I would be lynched or burned alive like slaves not long ago. My fellow prisoners watched in awe and fear as our jailer slipped the rope around my neck. I was on my tip toes, teetering to not fall off the small crate I was standing on. I peed myself in fear. This was it. This was how a worthless whore was going to die. It is how I died. He thanked me for my sacrifice as he kicked the crate out from under my feet. I felt the noose tighten around my neck as I was floundering in the air like a fish out of water. I struggled to breathe. I felt the light slowly go dark.  I made the ultimate sacrifice for my fellow prisoners. I could only hope that my death would not be in vain. I could only hope that my death would serve as a reminder that bad behavior has consequences.