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Taboo Phone Sex: Let’s Spread Christmas Fear Instead

Taboo phone sex calls can be your Christmas gift to yourself. I find that many men get filled with rage over the holidays just like me. And they need a creative outlet for all the anger. People act like fools this time of year. Fighting for the last toy or game for their brat. Or demanding expensive gifts from their partners. Although I am not a person who ever gets filled with Christas cheer, I still think folks should be nicer around the holidays. But that’s rarely the case. So, I assist with bringing Christmas fear instead.

Mark wanted his ex-wife dead. And I could see why. Not only does she milk him dry in alimony and brat support, but she keeps his brats away from him. He does not seem like a pervert daddy. Not a drunk or a druggy. Not abusive either. She’s just a bitch who likes to deny her husband his legal right to see his sons. And she started demanding a lot more money for Christmas shopping for the boys he cannot see too.

So, he needed me as his accomplice phone sex partner. Without the bitch in the picture, he saves thousands of dollars a month and he can see his sons. Normally, I would just kill her on my own, but he paid extra to help me kill her. He wanted to see the look on her face when she took her last breath. Since the police look at the husband, current or ex, anytime a woman dies, I provided him with an airtight alibi. But no body, no crime. And right now, she is bear shit.

I Spread Christmas Fear Not Christmas Cheer

We did not kill her in her home. We nabbed her on her way home from a date. Took her to my place. Dumped her car to look like a car hijack.  Back in my dungeon, her massacre began. And I only got one stab in. Mark took one of my knives and went Helter skelter on her. He must have stabbed her 100 times. But I am sure she died after the first couple thrusts of the blade in her stomach.

I would have enjoyed making her suffer longer, but Mark needed to let his rage out. By the time he finished, her blood and guts had sprayed all over my dungeon floor.  Too bad I did not film this one because this kill would have made for an excellent snuff porn. We dumped her bloody carcass in the woods for my animal friends to devour.

This bitch just disappeared. Kidnapped? Murdered? Ran away? No one will ever know what happened to the cunt but me and Mark, and now you. But you will not tell a soul.

Sex with Dead Bodies that I created

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

Just got back from the graveyard. My ex was left there though. Gonna miss his dick…

Well, he had to be there. He’s dead. Buried him there with another dude, as the hole was already dug.

But that’s not what you wanna hear. You wanna know why. Why is he there? And what happened?

So we had a kink of going to graveyards and fucking. Kind of a role play that involved sex with dead bodies. Except this time, it was for real. As I wanted to penetrate him with my own blade this time.

Started out like any normal time. He was laying on top of a grave site, pretending to be “dead”. With the most massive of hard ons ever as well. Practically pitching a tent with his cock.

I “find” this as I’m walking through the graveyard to “visit my long lost love”. Only to find this perfect specimen that I really want to have inside of me. To which I do oblige. And proceed to fuck him while he lay there, motionless.

Up until I drove the knife into his chest. That’s about the time I got some fight out of him. Also the look of disbelief that I would actually fucking kill him.

Of course I would. Does he not know me?

After a few more stabs of my knife, he lay motionless again. But still hard as fuck. So I took the opportunity to really get my itch scratched. And rode him like a Shetland Pony into rigor.

I did fuck him a few more times before rolling his carcass into an open grave. Should be happy he was at least getting a burial in a graveyard anways…

Bloody fucking get’s wild.

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex. I look like the typical hot slut when you see me, perfect ass and tit’s, but I have urges for one thing and that’s the smell, touch and feeling of blood. Men are my prey, they’e easy to trap once found. My tight bald pussy attracts only the best tasting flesh. Even better after I’ve fucked the living shit out of them leaving my tasting juices all over their bodies.

I never have to convince a victim to take off his clothes. I like it raw, rough and nasty.  My vulva pulsates and my body quivers when I shove you up my tight little cunt with my knife behind my back. While you’re in me that’s when you’re most vulnerable, it turns me the fuck on.

I’m always on top, your pubic hair rubbing against my bald snatch, grinding and fucking you hard and rough. My tit’s bouncing in your face. Once you close your eyes I slice your arm. You scream and I cum. I cut you again. I love the fear in your eyes and the taste of your blood. You’re crying as I rub it all over my tits down to my swollen wet clit. I lick my fingers as I just stare at you, smiling. Another one down, poor sissy boy can’t take pain.

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving Provided Lots of Leftovers for Me

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex has become a staple for me on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I like to treat myself to a very special meal that takes weeks to prepare properly. And it gets harder every year too. Personally, I like my food organic. No toxic dyes. No piercings. And definitely no plastic in the body and that includes shit injected in the lips and cheeks. So, I hunted for weeks until I found one.

She appeared all natural.  Blonde hair did not seem artificial. Tits looked real. I saw no visible piercings or tattoos. And no lip or cheek fillers either. No Botox because her face moved. Plus, she had some meat on them bones. Thin meat does not cook as well. And it does not taste as good either.

I lured her to my dungeon where she existed for weeks as I softened her skin with daily butter baths. That really is the key to succulent meat. Although she thought she might be a snuff porn victim, I assured her that she had a much higher purpose than that. She would feed me all winter long. But she did not know that until early yesterday morning when I tied her legs and arms and stuffed her cunt and ass with bread and herbs. And some cut up vegetables too.

Would You Like to Join Me for a Very Special Meal?

She required a large pan. But I have those and a large industrial stove for cooking such large slabs of meat. After ten hours at 450 degrees, she turned out perfect. She did scream for a bit as the heat of the stove burned her skin. But the fumes likely forced her to pass out before the real pain kicked in. Blessing in disguise for her, I guess.

With my carving knife ready, and my sides prepared too, I had a feast. Stuffed my belly with girl meat. And I do have leftovers. I cut the flesh from the bones, saved some organ meat to freeze, and packed up the loose meat into Tupperware containers. So, if you have the same acquired tastes as me and taboo phone sex does not upset you, be my guest. I have plenty to share.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasy With Sexy Snuff Slut Rena

Hey there, my snuff phone sex fantasy lover boy! You know I’ve always had a thing for the dark and twisted side of life. How about we explore our naughty sides with a snuff phone sex fantasy? Imagine this: you’re tied up to a bed frame, your body completely exposed and vulnerable. I walk into the room wearing nothing but my favorite leather pants and an evil grin on my face. In one hand, I hold a sharp knife; in the other, my rock-hard cock is throbbing with anticipation.

I approach you slowly, running the tip of the blade along your soft skin as you shiver underneath me. Your heart races faster as you realize what might happen next. With one swift motion, I slice through your clothes until they fall away from your perfect body like butterfly wings torn apart by their caterpillar creator. My eyes feast upon every inch of flesh before them – those plump tits that jiggle when they should be scared shitless…that smooth stomach…those delicious thighs…and finally that pretty little pussy waiting to be devoured by my hungry mouth or ravaged by my rough hands (or both).

“Hey,” you whimper between gasps for air as if trying to plead for mercy while also begging me not to stop teasing you so damn good! “Please…” But it only makes me harder because hearing those words come out of such beautiful lips turns me on even more than seeing all these gorgeous curves at once! So instead of showing any kindness or compassion, I lean down and take one of your nipples into my mouth, sucking hard enough to make you cry out in pain mixed with pleasure. Then I move lower, trailing kisses along your stomach until finally reaching between your legs where I spread them wide open and bury my face in the warmth of your womanhood. My tongue darts in and out of your pussy like a snake tasting its prey while two fingers slide inside you rhythmically, making sure every last drop of wetness is coated on my hand before pulling it back out again.

“Oh fuck!” You moan as waves upon waves of pleasure wash over you despite the fear coursing through every vein in your body. “Damon…please don’t stop…” But trust me when I say that this isn’t nearly over yet! With one swift motion, I stand up straight again holding both knife and cock aloft for emphasis as if considering which one will bring about our mutual climax first – yours from orgasm or mine from release?

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Knife Play Phone Sex Calls I Savor as a Sadistic Bitch

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex calls I never get enough of as a butcher girl.  Perhaps, I am a sick bitch. No. I am a sick bitch. And I know it. So, does everyone around me. I am not a ray of sunshine. Never will be either. Yes, I have friends. But my circle is small. And I do not make friends the traditional way. Either I save a girl from a predator at a Goth bar, or a girl hires me to off her attacker, and we bond over it.

I have an eye for talent. When I meet a woman or a younger girl, I can tell if she has that sadistic streak in her. And I can tell if it is in there and she needs help realizing her true potential. A few weeks ago, a young girl who just turned 18, hired me to kill her abusive stepfather. She inherited a bunch of money her late father left her. And she used a portion of it to hire me.

She helped me kill him. And she got into the torture sex. She completely mutilated his cock and balls. Technically, she killed him. He died from the Colombian necktie she gave him. And since then, we have worked together a few more times. Natural talent. So, I decided to mentor her.

Killing is Fun, But it Becomes More Fun with a Protege

Last night, she assisted me in offing this Goth girl predator. He slides into Goth bars, drugs girls and attempts to take advantage of them. Way too many losers like that prey on Goth girls. But I do try to kill everyone of them.  Although, I do kill my share of bitches, I never touch a fellow Goth girl. We have a code. So, if you hurt one of my Goth friends, I hurt you.

My new accomplice set the honey trap for him, and we got into his place. I followed behind them as she acted drugged. When the predator tossed her on his bed, she grabbed the light and hit him over the head. That enabled her to let me into the house.

And we worked in unison to tie him up and castrate him. But we made the cock and ball torture last. Castration phone sex revenge needs to be savored. Little cuts in his predator cock prolonged his agony after I severed his balls and stuffed them in his mouth. My protégé delivered the final blow when she cut his femoral artery. We left him bleeding on his bed. But before we left, we wrote Predator on his walls in his own blood.

Bondage Phone Sex At The Dungeon

bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex always reminds me of the hot times I’ve had at the bondage club/dungeon that I like to go to pretty regularly. A lot of bondage clubs won’t let the participants fuck there, but this one has bedrooms you can use for the night. So when I played with one of my favorite Doms and he had me suspended from the ceiling while he and his friends whacked me with floggers like I was a pinata, I knew I was in for a good night.

I didn’t break open with candy, but I did bruise up nicely. After they took me down, there was some bloody knife play that carved me up pretty good. Then, it was time for this Dom and me to make our way to one of the bedrooms. I was still dripping blood a little as he pulled me in there by my hair.

He didn’t even give me time to lay down on the bed. He just pinned me against the wall, lifted my body up, and slammed his cock in me! The blood from the knife play earlier coated both of us as he fucked me. He came inside me, then pushed me down on my knees to the floor to clean up his cock. The cum dripped out of me and onto the floor as I used my mouth the clean him. I ended up covered in blood, cum, and spit, and it was AMAZING. 10/10, would do again!

Castration Phone Sex Calls Leave Losers with No Balls

castration phone sexYou might be surprised how many men call me for castration phone sex. But you might be even more surprised at how many men reach out to me on the dark net to get castrated for real. If a man wants to sever his balls from his useless dick, who am I to say no. His body. His choice. And if he wants to pay me to do it, even better.

Some men are self-aware. And then other men seem clueless that no one likes their dick but them. Men like that get a free ball removal. And sometimes, I even chop off the dick too. For tools, predators and annoying pricks, their body is my choice. And I choose cock and ball torture sex.

If you cannot use it properly, you do not deserve it at all. Too many men look at their cock and balls as an entitlement when it is a privilege. And sometimes, a privilege gets revoked. Just like suspending a drunk driver’s license. Not all men deserve their cocks.

I saw this neighborhood dick being cruel to his dog. And one thing I hate is animal cruelty. Pick a fair fight, loser. So, I plotted to steal his dog. I successfully liberated his big beast of a dog. However, he came looking for his dog having a suspicion that I was behind his missing pooch. I hid the dog in my underground bunker so that he would never find him.

Your Cock and Balls are a Privilege That I am Happy to Revoke

But I invited him in to look. However, before he left, I took his balls. Hit him over the head with a frying pan and knocked him out. Smelling salt woke him up. And when he woke up, he realized his pants were off. He quickly realized that I put a castration band around his balls and strapped him to a surgical table. With all my knives laid out in precision, I began the mutilation phone sex torture of his worthless junk.

His dog, sat in the corner watching me carve up the dick of his former owner. I carved his pup’s name on his cock to make him bleed and cry. After about 30 minutes of torturing his dick, his balls blackened form lack of blood flow, and I removed them with ease. Fed them to his dog while he watched in horror. That pup was all the payment I needed. Eventually, I cut that loser’s cock off too. But I left him a tiny nub for pissing. I am not completely heartless. Okay, yes, I am.

Fed the cock to his pup too. I cauterized the wounds and cleaned him up. Sent him home in agony. But I knew he would not call the cops on me or tell a sole. While I was in his home liberating his pup, I found a stack of homemade brat porn. And I took it as insurance. I find it more satisfying to make a loser live with the fact that a woman took his balls and his cock so he will never fuck or even jack off again.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Often Require a Sick Accomplice to Fulfill

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies come true when you hire me. I moonlight on the dark net. A mercenary of sorts. Although some might consider me a hired assassin, I do not look at myself that way. I merely help men achieve their murderous wet dreams. For a profit of course. My dungeon equipment costs a lot of money. And I love killing. Assassins usually just shoot a target, but I savor the kill. Prolong the kill for sexual satisfaction. I get off on another person’s pain and fear.

Friday night, I helped Luther kill a hot teen slut. Although he had a target in mind, I convinced him to use a surrogate. As the boyfriend of the mother, the police would look at him as a suspect if his girlfriend’s teen daughter turned up dead. Men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me to keep them grounded and safe from arrest. So, I convinced my dark net client to kill and fuck a surrogate in a different county.

We drove a couple hours, and a surrogate fell in our laps. We picked up a teenage runaway turning tricks at the rest stop to get money for a bus ticket to California. When she approached Luther, he told her we would give her a lift and some money. And I added she could stay with us in a hotel for a night. She thought we were a kinky couple. As I drove this little soon to be dead whore, blew Luther.

A Good Accomplice Keeps You Safe From Arrest

He likely shot his wad a few times before we got to the no tell motel. This little whore had no idea this would be her final trick. Luther pounced on her as soon as we entered the room. Turned her into a teen rape porn star. I filmed it. But she did not seem to be a novice to rough sex. Luther split her cunt open with his huge cock and aggressive fucking. And I caught it all on film. What happened next, she had never experienced before. Luther plowed a knife into her belly and gutted her like a fish.

She did not die instantly. It was a slow torturous death with her entrails and blood pouring out of her body. Luther fucked her even after she took her last breath. With my encouragement, he jacked off over her dead body a few times too. She was a runaway hooker junkie. Doubt anyone will miss the bitch.

2 Girls One Knife. Knife Play phone sex to talk about

Knife Play Phone SexWhat’s better then stabbing and fucking one bitch? Stabbing and fucking two bitches. More the merrier I always say. And knife play phone sex gets me extremely wet and wanting. I know for my cohort it does too.

Knife Play Phone Sex

Just picture having both of us hot sluts waiting for you to slice and penetrate us with a massive blade, and dick. Fuck all our holes while creating new ones. Dipping that murder cock into our bloodied up bodies while we moan in pleasure for it.

And you take us one at a time. Wanting to savor the flavor of us as much as time would permit. Because it’s a lot of more fucking a live body as opposed to a dead one. Well, a fresh dead body is still pretty fuckable…

 

But this duo of babes is what everyone would dream of. And taking us off the census is a kink. Kill me and her, cum on our bodies, and leave us for some poor jogger to find.