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Babysitter Phone Sex From Hell

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You were hired by my parents to babysit me which I assumed was going to be an evening of board games and movies, but you had other plans in mind, didn’t you? For starters you relocated me to an unknown location, where my parents are to never see or find me again. At this location there is a basement that you keep me in. It’s your own little playground of torture and fun and my living nightmare. You visit me there every night and sometimes throughout the day as well. I tremble every time I her your footsteps because I know that nothing but horror and pain awaits me. Over there in the corner is a table where you like to display all of your favorite torture devices, even though you have a lot more upstairs. It’s like this ritual act every time you decide to introduce a new one to me, because you enjoy the look of fear on my face throughout the process. Well I can’t take this fear and panic any more! I want you to end my life and end this terror once and for all!

Much Deserved Torture Sex

Torture sexI was tied up, it all happened so quickly. I came to serve the Master. He told me he had a surprise. I thought he had found our newest victim. It was unexpected when he grabbed me and dragged me into the dungeon. My legs sliding, scraping against the cold stony ground. My hands tied together and placed on a hook leaving me to hang, the smell of death in the air. I truly thought today was the day my value ran out. That I was about to be disposed of, I was actually getting a little excited. When Master turned around with a sharp blade I imagined it being thrust in and out of me. However, he had different plans. He took the blade and cupped my breast with his free hand and began to carve into my skins. It stung and I tried my best not to whimper as I knew it would upset him, but I just couldn’t help it. Each new cut was done purposely to cause pain. Master was branding me, he wanted the mark to remain as a scar for the rest of my days so he needed it to be deep and to hurt. For my whimpering, though he decided to make me really scream. With the same blade, he brought it down to my pussy the cool sharp point pressed against my clit. Slowly piercing it the pain was unbearable. The more I scream the more he made it hurt until he was fucking the blade into my cunt, screaming at me to keep going, to fuck his blade. There was a bright puddle of blood collecting on the ground by the time I was cut down, still in pain even now, but still can’t stop touching myself.

My Knife, Your Balls

Castration phone sex is what you fucking deserve. I see the way you look at those little girls and perverts like you need your nuts cut off, and sadistic like me love to taunt you with that sweet fuck meat and turn the game on you. I like to make you think you will get to do what all those fantasies you have with that young sweet thing. But you see, I’m really hating on perverts today and I think I’d rather turn the little slut into a hopeful sadistic. I want her to become as sick and twisted as me and making her watch what I do to you with my big knife will be something that will traumatize or inspire her. If she is of the right kind of cloth she will be inspired. If she is a worthless little whiny brat… well then there is only one way to go. I don’t need some brat ratting me out, instead I just call up my guys and let them party with her writhing little corpse. Well she will be alive for most of the torture. To have her little slit ripped up and that puckered ass destroyed. She’ll bleed out, I don’t want them to be easy on her, she does’t deserve that, and you don’t deserve to keep your balls… unless, of course you pay me off. Gratuities accepted and your balls will stay intact.

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Snuff Porn at Church

snuff pornI was in the mood to make snuff porn. Perhaps it is all the horror films I have been watching on Shudder or maybe its just my nature. All I knew was that I had to get out of the house and kill something. Kill something young and tender. I got in my car and drove around. My town was a ghost town. No one out. Hunting is challenging because nothing is open. My usual hunting grounds are empty like malls and public parks. I can’t leave the state without my license plate being recorded. I could, however, leave the county. I drove three hours to this city with a crazy pastor saying God will protect him and his congregation Stupid fucks like that are breeders. I knew there would be brats there. I am a blasphemy sex bitch anyway. I have no problem killing on so called holy ground. The world needs one less Bible thumper in the world anyway, don’t you agree? I mean the God fanatics are out in droves and their little crotch fruit will grow up to be just like them. I grabbed a little angel who was in the hallway by herself. She wondered off, I guess. I suffocated her just enough so she would pass out. I put her in my trunk and took her to the woods behind the church. I made it look like a satanic sacrifice. Hail Satan. I mean these are some end of times. I put her in the middle of a pentagon and cut her open. Sliced her tender flesh. Fucked her tiny holes and dismembered her. It was a bloody hell of a scene, but I worked out some aggression and maybe taught those bible thumpers a lesson about having church in the midst of a worldwide pandemic.

Lets slice her!

Her screams haunt me with pleasure. I have made many young girls scream. This one, however, is special. She is the one I think of when too long of a period has went by with no violent fun.

She was my first. Literally just for fun. Most girls that love kill, or torture started out doing it just to make some guy happy. I’m not that bitch. My very first time was solo, just for me. I can’t even tell you what was on my mind it was so incredibly fucking random. It wasn’t because I was pissed off or my feelings were hurt or because I had some underlying issues I hadn’t dealt with. It wasn’t even because I was bored. I can’t even say it was because I was horny because at that point in time, I had no clue that it would turn me on. I remember being so calm and just deciding I was going to do something new and different.

I think she was just lonely and wanted a friend. Just all chatty Kathy. I was shorter than her and slenderer. She probably could’ve kicked my ass if she had tried. She wasn’t afraid of me not one bit. However, she was afraid of my knife. I still have that same knife. It came out of the butcher block in my mom’s kitchen. It’s the one thing I cannot part with even though I know it’s a horrible idea to keep souvenirs.

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Anyways she still haunts me. Right now, while we are all kind of stuck at home with this stupid fucking coronavirus. She is the one I think of. Specifically, her screams. Though screams gave me the ultimate orgasm. I seriously fucking came without ever touching myself.
If I am honest out of all of my “experiences” she was the sloppiest the one that should’ve gotten me caught. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. Three years later I went back, after learning a whole lot more, and set fire to that entire area. There wasn’t much left of her except for a few random bones. Now the only thing left is the haunting of her screams. I can hear them so clearly, even now. It’s like beautiful music to my cunt….

It’s a Bloody Date

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I’m really nervous about talking to J. tonight. He’s into some very extreme kinds of knife and needle play. The last time that I saw him I wasn’t myself for weeks. When I told him that I was concerned about being pushed too hard he just told me that recovery wouldn’t be an issue after this session. I asked him what he meant and he told me that not everyone recovers every time. I knew right then that he planned on cutting into me in a fatal way. I can see him towering above me now. I will suffer while he dismantles me one last time.
I’ve been his bloody phone sex torture whore for some time now. I feel the warmth rushing through my skin. The need to bleed for him ignites my entire being. Hurt me, please. I’ll beg to take it. I’ll beg for his blades all the way down into my grave. I’ll take the deep twisted ways that he chooses to bleed me out. Can you imagine being the one that will drain my life completely? You better act quickly. My life now has an expiration date. Take me out and fulfill your dark needs now.

Snuff Porn Sex is Still Possible

snuff phone sexThis snuff phone sex bitch has isolating down to an art form. It is easy for me. I don’t have boyfriends. I don’t have family. I don’t have friends and I work from home. I can go days without seeing anyone. I can go months too. I don’t need human contact. I prefer to be alone. The only problem is I like to kill. Now that I can’t hunt at malls or bars, I am left with finding prey online. That is what I did last night. I found some desperate loser in need of pussy and so desperate for it, his better judgement was out the window. He has a thing for Goth girls. And that thing for girls like me got him killed and castrated. I spiked his drink. He wanted to get down and dirty from the get-go. Eww. He was short, dumpy and not attractive. He thought that after a week of self-isolating I was that desperate for cock. I would never be that desperate for cock. Never ever that desperate. The spiked drink kicked in fast. He was going to be a fun kill. One I would take slowly and savor. In these times, I don’t know how easy it will be to find another jackass loser like this one. I castrated him first. I waited until he came too, so he could feel me slicing his balls off. Then I cut his dick off. I didn’t just slice it off either. I skinned his dick first, then I cut tiny bits off until he was a bloody stump. He kept passing out from the pain. I ended up stapling his eye lids open and sticking smelling salt up his nose. I then slice him open like he was a dead cadaver. I was making some sick snuff porn and getting fucking wet. He died while I was playing with his insides. He went too quickly. I didn’t have the intense satisfaction for death that I normally get. I guess I am back on the hunt for another stupid loser tonight.

Mutilated Slut

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I’ve decided to take my dark and twisted fantasies to the ultimate level. I’m going far beyond mutilation phone sex. It’s time to let my sadistic lover have his fun taking me out. He’s been cutting pieces of my flesh off day by day. He promised to flay me and cook me up one slice at a time while I’m still alive. I just know he’ll feed me to myself as he slices away my life. Why does it make my pussy so wet thinking about him mutilating me before he ends it all. I’ve been cumming like crazy thinking about him removing parts of me while he leads me to death.
I know it really excites him too. He gets so breathless when he jacks off over my bound body. He slams his hard cock into my cunt while he digs the knife in and takes pieces of me while fucking me senseless. I can not wait to give him my life. I just know that he’ll fuck my corpse too, after he finishes me off. He tells me He’s going to use me once I’m gone. The thought of being fucked after death makes me so damn wet.

Who Needs To Call the Pigs, Not Me

Gothic phone sex is what they deserved to be tortured with. I was here working, maybe around 1am when I heard some noises outside. I have a hearse parked in my driveway, it’s beautiful, my fucking pride and joy. I step outside with my big man eating beast and take a look. It didn’t take long to see five little fuckers hovered around my fucking baby. That fucking hearse is more than a car to me it’s my baby, and No One fucks with it. I grab my sawed off shotgun from behind the door and let Valor loose on them. I’m not letting these losers get away. I grab a little punk assed nigger bitch by her braids and kick her in the stomach making her keel over while I attend to her fucking ghetto monkey co-conspirators. One of these black boys start coming at me I knock him in the head with the butt of my rifle, he’s down for the moment. The other three Valor took a bite out of they were trying to limp away. No worries I get on my phone and text my gang that stays two houses down. Those bitches ain’t getting far. For now I have these two to have some fun with. I haul the bitch in by her braids and tell her to shut the fuck up, no one cares. I bash the butt of the gun in her whore mouth, breaking a few teeth. The nigger monkey teen was a little difficult so I just said fuck it bashed him real good in his skull, opened his trousers, oh look, it’s a big black cock. He won’t be needing this shit anymore, but I will. I grab my knife and cut it off. I leave him in the carport to bleed out, it’s ok it’s already covered in a plastic sheet. I go inside, take that severed penis and toss it to Valor for his treat. That nigger bitch, well, I will have some fun with her, and so will the guys in my gang.

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Snuff Sex Is My Addiction

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You’ve been talking about this one fetish you have ever since we started fucking – snuff sex. You have always liked putting your hands around my throat while we fuck. You like squeezing until I give you the safe word. But you tell me how much you’d like to ditch the safe word and go all the way with me. You want to keep squeezing my throat and squeeze the life out of me. As much as I am a little embarrassed to admit it, the thought of you doing that really does make my pussy wet. I’ve even started having my own fantasies about it.
Let’s just say that one night you come home and you find me sitting on the bed in really sexy lingerie. You ask me what the special occasion is and I tell you that I’m finally going to let you have the one thing you want most – my life. I take your clothes off and then lie down on my back, still in my lingerie I spread my legs and tell you to put your cock in me and then ask you to put your hands around my neck. I want to look into your eyes as I slowly slip away…