I have been craving a good gangbang rape porn session. You know those long drawn out nights we’re the only thing that makes your pussy satisfied is to see tight holes gaped open so much that cum just falls right out. I need the session to be brutal, slow and bloody. I have just the little redhead in mind for you. I need you and eight of your buddies to come and see her. Make sure they have huge cocks and are just as violent and uncaring as we are baby! She’s so shy and delectable and will never see it coming. I need your body on top of hers as I help hold her down. I need all eight cocks to give huge cum shots in her all at once. And I understand there’s only three holes on her body not to say we will add more with my very sharp dagger. Two in her ass cheeks, another stomach. And two more man made holes of your choosing. Don’t worry the camera will be rolling and you will get to see your work all over again. Bloody holes for a worthless little whore make me cum on demand and your cum and her blood will be smeared all over us as we fuck under the full moonlight tonight! This is killer phone sex and you are my accomplice lover…
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Craving a Good Gangbang rape porn Session
Knife Play Phone Sex Fun
Knife play phone sex can go all sorts of ways with me. One of my favorite uses of knife play is for hunting young tender age girls. Hunting for young flesh you get to fuck, and I get to slice, and dice is a fun date night. I can line our pockets with money too because I have a couple contacts who help me get rid of evidence. One will buy used up young girls and sell them on the black market to sex traffickers. You can fuck the shit out of her, and I can pass her on to him for a profit. The other one I know, takes body parts for organ donations on the black market. Do you know how much corneas, hearts and kidneys go for these days? I am a conservationist. I believe in using every part of a victim. That means your get to fuck the shit of her, even ruin her little fuck holes. And once you are done with your fun, I will sell what is left of her. If she is still breathing, I can sell her into the sex trade and what you did to her will look like foreplay. If she freshly dead, I can make a 911 text to my organ peddler and he will quickly harvest her young viable organs. Either way we have fun and make money. I am the best accomplice sex partner because I let you have your fun and I ensure there is no evidence left to send you to prison.
31 Days of Killer Phone Sex
Killer phone sex fantasies are perfect to explore this time of year. Every where you look there are horror movies streaming. Think about it. Now is the time to kill. Everyone is in masks. You cannot really tell who someone is. I blend in well dressed like a Goth chick. I have killed at a haunted house. I have killed in my cabin in the woods and last night, I killed in a theater. How ironic is this. I went to a retro showing of the first Scream movie. Everyone was dressed in black and sporting a Scream mask. No one knew who anyone was. Now, it was the second movie in the chain that a girl was massacred in the theater, but I had to make a bold statement. Plus, there were a couple teen sluts near me. Talking like they were in their home. Texting and answering their phone while everyone else was trying to watch a movie. I followed them to the bathroom. I checked out emergency exits and made a plan. I did not act in haste. Impulse kills get caught. I had been plotting their death since I saw them in line to get popcorn. I went into a stall, peered through the side and when they were washing their hands, I used two knives to stab them in the back in just the right place so they would bleed out quickly and quietly. I washed my hands, left the bathroom and snuck out the back door. I was home before anyone realized there were two dead cunts in the bathroom. I even bought the ticket on a public wifi that I hacked using the credit card of some cunt troll I saw on social media who I also hacked. I killed 3 birds with one stone and that is a good day. Thirty one days of killing continues.
Torture Sex Halloween Fun
Torture sex is my hobby. I love inflicting pain. I want to hurt my victims. Not because I want revenge. Honestly, I am never invested enough in anyone enough to go through the hassle of revenge. I just do it for the fun. The truth is that your screams or the screams of a young girl or boy, gets my motor running. I went to a haunted house over the weekend. It was an outdoor event, in the middle of nowhere. I have gone to this haunted attraction before and have enjoyed it for its remoteness and darkness. I got behind some teen sluts in line. I wanted to stab one of them to death. Not sure which one, but one if not all of them were going to die. I like to rid the world of vacuous teen sluts. They grow up to be gold diggers and cock teases. Waste of space. I was solo this weekend. When I am alone hunting for teen meat, I am not too selective. It becomes more about access and getting away easily. When I am hunting with someone like you, can stalk our prey and find the one that gets your cock the hardest. I am a great accomplice. I can lure any young thing away and explore your rape phone sex fantasies. Once we were in this haunted corn maze / barn, it was pitch black. Only the stars guided us. People were jumping out and giving their best lame scares. In the darkness, social distancing standards were not being followed. Even better. It is like these girls were walking right into my hands. They started screaming at some man dressed in a creepy outfit. I was all in black, hard to see me. I stabbed a few times in the back hitting flesh. As their dying screams blended in with haunted screams, I left the haunted attraction undetected. I read about the massacre the next morning and my pussy got wet.
Knife play phone sex, making that dick into Pate’
Knife play phone sex is the way to play with me. You want my pussy soaked? Then let me use my handy sharp dagger to slice you flesh. Your thigh meat taste heavily in my mouth and more you scream the more I fucking love it. Blood dripped down as I used my tongue to catch the blood. My hands snake to your pathetic little cock.
How did you ever think you would ever to get fuck my pussy. Daddy was right about you. You are a fucking nice guy with a limp little dick and now I swear I will make it into a pate’. I come from a long line of evil men and women and I have a hand in the very best snuff porn all because it makes my pussy quiver and my mouth water. I am the cat and your dick is my pathetic little mouse.
My dagger makes it first cut and you have the most delicious squeal. Once more and your cock is hanging by the tubes you piss and cum out of. I leave it hanging and come back after turning on my electric meat grinder. I think its time for the final act of a nice cock going into that grinder as you scream to the heavens.
No one can hear you!
And now for the final act as Brutus my big black friend comes in and wants to use your ass and mouth like a good dickless slave you are. I told you I was absolutely evil!
October is Killer Phone Sex Season
Fall is killer phone sex season. Honestly, I love sweater weather. I can bundle up, blend in and hunt less conspicuously. I never get caught because I am not flashy. I am not impulsive. And, I never have a connection with my victims. I can teach you how to be a killer too. You lust after your neighbor’s little girl? You want to fuck her as in destroy her tiny holes? I can help you BUT you cannot do it to her. You will be the first suspect. We drive around a few counties away from where you live and look for a surrogate. Same age, same look, just no connection to you. Police always investigate neighbors and family when a little one goes missing. You can have a young girl or boy; you just must be careful. That is why accomplice phone sex partners are key. I am the devil on your shoulder. I tell you to kill the cunt and explore your rape fantasies. I do not want you caught; however, you need to listen to me to ensure that. I am not new to this. I have been killing folks since I was a young teen girl. I have over a decade of experience. I am still a free woman because I know how to kill the right person at the right time. While other girls are getting pumpkin spice lattes, I am stalking them and planning their brutal murder. Want to help me hunt? October is the best month to kill.
Auditioning for Snuff Movies
I want to be in snuff movies. I have no desire to be in mainstream movies. Most of my girlfriends have done porn or had bit roles in cheesy B horror films. Me? I have been in much darker, authentic films. The kind of films that make men very wealthy. I know this underground director. I have long tried to get an audition with him. I have fantasized about being on his casting couch. I finally got my audition. I had to bring my A game. I showed up looking sexy. When I got on the stage, I was told I had 20 minutes to convince him I was the right whore for his snuff porn. I know I am the right whore. I sat in the chair, spread my legs and grabbed a serrated blade laying on the table next to me. I began with licking the blade until I cut my lip. I licked the blood seductively across my lips. I moved the blade down my body, pressing it firmly against my right breast. I sliced off my nipple. When I heard his assistant gasp, I knew I was in the right direction. I did not have forever to audition, so I had to speed up the process by putting the knife between my legs. Blood, my blood, was dripping down my stomach from my severed nipple. The site of the blood made my future director hard. Another good sign. I took the knife and crammed it up my cunt. I am a pain slut. I have never pierced my pussy so deeply with a long blade before, but I was auditioning for a once in a lifetime part. You know. The kind of role a woman is willing to die for. I almost did. I got the part. The die part will have to wait until we begin filming.
Knife Play Phone Sex With a Snuff Victim
When I woke up the first thing I felt was the cold steel on my skin. You were tracing up and down my naked torso with a very big knife. I knew it was very sharp, too, just from looking at it. You told me that I should be very quiet because if I screamed, you would make sure that that was the last sound that ever came out of my whore mouth. And that’s when you revealed your reasoning for kidnapping me and tying me to this bed – you were mad that I would fuck pretty much anyone but I had turned you down.
I told you that I would be more than happy to have sex with you if you would just let me go. You said you weren’t into pity fucks and that you were going to stick your dick inside me anyway. You did and when I didn’t start screaming, you held the knife up to my throat and asked if I was scared enough to scream yet. I was and I did. If you would like to hear what happens next, just call me now for some hot and devious knife play phone sex.
Deadly Violent Phone Sex
I knew how utterly dangerous he was when we met. It was the amber gaze of sin that broke me, and I didn’t care what he did with me, I would consent. His teeth grazed over my skin like a threat or a promise when he punched himself inside of my cunt. Each stab of his stone-hard cock brought me closer and closer to coming, but he wasn’t going to let me have it that easy. Pleasure comes at the cost of pain.
“Your life is mine” he told me, and it was true. I knew that he was capable of ending my life at any time, and I wanted him like nothing on this earth. He growled and snarled and held a death grip on my throat, battering my pussy with his punishing thrusts. Feeling his fingers cutting into my skin, marking me in a purple choker collar of bruises, I dripped all over his sadistic cock. I ached for him to choke the life out of me and leave me with his seed inside my dead cunt. He wasn’t merciful enough to take my life. Why do that when he could kill me slowly in violent phone sex?