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Killer Phone Sex Road Rage

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          Seriously saw the most ignorant thing today and thought I should take care of it myself. This stupid bitch was in her car on her fucking phone blabbing her mouth like a dumb slut. Blah, Blah Blah. I was in the lane ext to her and in front of us was this guy on a bike. This stupid bitch seriously tapped him in the back with her fucking car. I was so pissed, he was so pissed and she wanted to act like it was everyone’s fault in the world except for hers. She even had the nerve to rise up her ugly ass middle finger and flick him off. He started coming at her with a sledge hammer that was for some reason attached to the side of his bike but decided not to. Fuck that, that dumb cunt was about to get it. I stayed next to her till we got nice and deep in the ghetto. This was the perfect are cause around here people did not see sht no matter how much you questioned them. With a quick cut of my wheel I ran that dumb bitch off the road and into the corner of a building. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby and once I realized we were alone I walked up next to her.
         She was sitting in the driver’s seat. Her was busted and nose bleeding. She was groggy and looked up at me. I reached inside the car and grabbed her by her nappy weave opening the door with the other hand. She babbled and snorted as I drug her out of the car. I pulled her along the asphalt towards my car. She fought me trying to pull my hands free. She kicked and screamed but that nigger whore was on her way to my trunk where I was going to do that bitch in. She screamed loud kicking against the trunk

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trying to escape, we left her piece of shit car crashed into the building. I would come back when I was done with her ad light it up in flames. The cunt was too loud so I knew I would not make it to the warehouse district. I decided to just pick one of the many abandoned buildings and cut that bitch up in there. When I arrived to a whole block of condemned place I knew this would be the spot I wanted. I opened up the trunk giving her a good wack with my retractable night stick across her head. She seemed heavier passed out but I got her in the house and tied her to some support beams exposed by their rotting walls.
        It was not too long till the bitch woke up. She was boo hooing about how she did not know what the fuck she did. That was the problem I guess. I asked her what her name was and she informed me that it was Layla. I asked Layla the idiot savant where the fuck she got her license. I did not get a replay just more crying. I did not like that; I grabbed her up by the throat and pulled the knife out that was tucked in to the back of my jeans. I tore it though her shirt. She begged me not to kill her. I cut off her breast and through them down to the floor. She started to go into shock as blood covered the front of her body. She whimpered and I shoved my knife up her bald wet nigger pussy. She whimpered as blood flowed down all over the floor. She whimpered and begged me to stop. I couldn’t do that, no one eeded this dumb bitch on the streets. I stabbed into her gut with my knife. It went in smoothly and with even force. I laughed as she coughed up blood. I left her there dying and went back to the car grabbing a can of gasoline. I coated her body and torched it and then left going to torch the vehicle as well. Burn mother fucker, burn.

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Knife play phone sex with Terry

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Want to know what my favorite weapon of choice is? I bet that you will never guess. Let me give you a him, It is long and sharp and makes all of my kills super personal. A Knife. I love the personal feeling I get when I get close enough to sling it across your throat. I love that I have to be close enough and will always feel the warm splatter of your sweet blood coating every inch of my face. The fine detail that I can execute with a knife can also brings me so much happiness. When I splice open a nut sac to remove a ball before shoving it into your face hole it makes my pretty pussy throb with joy. After you are nice and dead I will take the handle of my blade and rub it against my clitty. Sometimes I will lay under your water fall of blood and insert that knife into myself jacking me till I cum with perfection all over the floor.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fun

Home Invasion Phone Sex

I have always had this fantasy where I want to break into someone’s house while they are sleeping and sneak into their little brats room. I want to take their little socks and shove them into their mouth and tie their face up with their favorite blanky. They will realize I am in there and start trying to scream while their parents sleep snug in their own bed believing you’re in your own dream land. I cannot wait to listen to the news the next day. “Poor little soul is found dead in her bed this morning after an apparent knife rape to her precious ass hole. Her parents said they did not hear anything as they slept in the next room.” Some fucking parents they are, fucking idiot cock suckers. You would think that you would want to keep a better eye on the little bitch that she wasn’t have unprotected sex with my knifey when she was supposed to be sleeping. Slut

Master’s Pain Slut Loves Bloody Phone sex

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Slice me wide open, do whatever you have to do. You know I can take it, I might even like it now too. Since you’ve know me I’ve become such a good little pain slut and I know you can see it too. The way my pussy gets dripping wet instantly whenever you pull out your knife makes it very obviously. Feeling my warm blood run down my body and seeing the puddle it creates on the floor while my arms are tied up over my head tightly gives me the biggest rush in the world. Nothing else compares.

Maybe you liked it better when I was scared? I won’t lie to you, I’m still scared. Scared of what you’ll do, how far you’ll take it. Scared of what I might do to please my Master. What will I sacrifice and how will I hurt just to satisfy you? Sometimes I can feel my fear on my flesh whenever I get the chills which causes goose bumps to appear, but you’re such a twisted fuck that seeing them pleases you even more. I can tell that’s the truth.

You do play some cruel and evil tricks on me. Like when you first captured me, you fooled me into thinking there was a chance to escape or that eventually you would let me leave. Honestly I should have known better, but I believed it. You’re way too smart to leave doors unlocked unless it’s on purpose. Now I don’t try anything even if a door is wide open because I know how much you love playing games. You love to watch me suffer and hear me cry out in agony. The torture excites me a little more each day, but I’m terrified of how much I enjoy it. I’ll never be the same even if you let me go some day or I escape, but I’m not sure I would even want to.

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Killer Phone Sex Bathtub Fun

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I got a fun client this week who hired me for a little bit more than my normal slaughter and run. He wanted me to do my normal hunt like I usually did but he wanted it to be less of a bash and grab and more sensual and trust between the two of us. I went out to a local underground gay club. He wanted a pretty chicky and I knew I would be able to pull it off no problem. I sat at the bar and went through lady after lady before the perfect one met me. She had long legs and brown hair, and I knew she was going to be just his type. I was to take her back to his house which I would tell her was my own. When I got there I continued to feed her drink after drink. She was already pretty sloshed but I wanted her nice and wasted so that every sense of hers was down. I asked her to excuse me while I drew a bath for us both to play in and went into the bathroom shutting the door. He sat in a chair in the corner of the dark bathroom. It was a really large one, the kind with not only a bathtub, but also a stand up shower straight across from it. He already had the bathroom ready; candles were everywhere, and enough light to barely see. The tub was full of warm blood, a thin layer of soap suds laid across the top of it. I looked at him and winked leaving the bathroom. I went over to her and kissed along her neck, removing her dress from her shoulders. We undressed each other till we were both naked and I walked her into the dark bathroom.

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I backed into the tub pulling her in with me. The blood was thick and warm around us, she leaned against the back of the tub and I continued to make up with her slutty face hole. I pushed my hand in between her legs and played with her twat roughly. She whimpered a little bit and asked me not to be so rough. That made me want to be worse, I shoved four of my fingers inside her and leaded forward and bit she side of her neck. She moaned out again a little bit louder. I took a deep breath and then went into the blood searching for her clit with her tongue. When I opened my mouth it greeted my taste buds and lapped at her cunt with excitement of the familiar iron taste in my mouth. I got a little too excited and bit hard at her twat taking it into my teeth. I could feel her just and then I came to the surface. Blood drained down my face as I gave her a menacing smile. Her eyes grew wide and she lifted her hands from the water and looked at the blood draining down her arms. She began to scream, and I slowly lifted myself out of the tub and walked across the room to the sink. I grabbed the knife that was sitting in it and flipped on the light turning to face her. She squealed and begged me not to hurt her. I laughed as she lay in the tub trying to reach her arms out to stop me. I looked over to my client sitting in the chair and her eyes followed in the direction of mine. She gripped the edge of the tub and tried to lift herself out. With a nod from my client I turned to her again and slid my knife across her throat. Blood sprayed across the bathroom and she slowly sank into the tub.

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I glanced back to my client. He gave me a pleased smile. Blood drained down my naked body. He nodded his head towards the shower and I stepped in. There was a wash cloth and some soap in the shower. He adjusted his chair in between the tub still gurgling with air bubbles and me in the shower. I turned the water on and began to rub the blood all over myself. Slowly it left the surface of my skin and formed in a puddle below my feet. I moved my fingers to my tight bald pussy and began to get myself off. He removed his cock and stated to stroke his throbbing cock alongside me. He dipped his hand into the tub of blood, her hand dead resting on the side and stroked himself with his blood soaked hand. We both came together; it was intense, staring into each other’s eyes. He thanked me and paid me my money and I went about my ways. I had so much fun with him and wished that he would enlist in my services again.

Isn’t biology fun?!

bloody phone sexWhen I was in high school, biology was always one of my favorite subjects…actually it was the only class I liked. Was it the teacher you ask? Nope. My friends? Wrong again…(what friends?) It was the actual class itself on the days we had a lab nonetheless. I’m sure you know what labs were my favorite… That’s right you guessed it! The labs that I was able to dissect things were what I loved to do the most and now that I am out of school I’ve gotten to some dissecting of my own. The human body is so much more complicated and complex than one may think. But I love it…and you know what’s most fun? Doing my little dissecting without giving these fucks any drugs and while keeping them wide awake! Oh how that must hurt! Hahaha. I love causing others pain…nothing is more thrilling and nothing turns me on more! So in my free time I take it upon myself to experiment on every person I get a chance. My latest victim was a squirter. And I don’t mean the cum squirting kind…the blood going everywhere kind! She was super dramatic too. I mean, I was only cutting open her finger and she was screaming like it was the worst pain she’d ever been in! Oops…it probably was – hahaha. But it turned me on so much seeing her in pain, struggling against my tightly secured straps, tears running down her red face and even better the blood that she was squirting everywhere. I don’t mind when things get all messy and bloody. It’s not as if this whole experiment won’t get MUCH messier anyway! I have so much to look at, and cut, and dissect… She’ll stay alive the whole time, suffering probably till she bleeds out or until my knife hits a main artery. Isn’t biology fun?!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasies with Cassandra

Medical fetish phone sex bondage slutI arrived at the address I was given for a private party. Surely, I had the wrong address I thought. This was an abandoned hospital. Very creepy feeling I had. No party I would want part of would occur in a dark place like this. But then I saw flashing light, heard music. My curiosity got the better of me. I should have remembered the old adage about the cat. I followed the noise down dark, damp, empty hallways using the flash light app on my phone. When I got to the source of the noise, there was just an old fashioned boom box on the floor. My gut told me to run, but I didn’t listen quick enough. I felt a blow to the head. When I woke up, I was suspended in air. Just a dark shadowy figure in front of me. I heard screams, but saw no one else.

torture sex snuff vids“Do you know how much human organs go for on  the black market Cassie,” the dark figure asked me? He talked to me about how wealthy people don’t need to wait on a transplant list when the world is full of stupid cunts who blindly listen to strangers about underground raves. He even added, that eating human organs is a delicacy among the rich and depraved. “If you have the money, even human flesh can be bought and sold,” he said with evil glee. This has to be a joke. It’s just an urban legend. You know the one where the girl wakes up in a tub of ice with an ugly scar on her back to discover someone cut out her kidney? “Organ harvesting is very real, very profitable, especially on a healthy specimen like yourself” he said so matter of fact. He referred to my body as premium flesh. My eyes, my heart, my kidneys, my lungs, my liver all would fetch him top dollar. I prayed this was a nightmare, then he stuck a need in my arm.

knife play phone sex torture dollI woke up on decayed surgical table, with my gut sliced open and his hands inside me. I could feel the pain, feel the blood running out of my body as he manipulated my liver. I was somehow paralyzed. It was like an out of body experience. He was removing my vital organs, putting them on ice in portable coolers, showing them to me first as some macabre joke. He had accomplices assisting him in the harvesting of my organs. “Such a shame this one; she is very beautiful,” one of the accomplices said. I was in an out of consciousness, but the last thing I remember after being stitched up was hearing that I could now be sold for fucking. “Someone will pay top dollar to fuck her cold dead body.”  I laid there on that dirty table waiting to die. Praying it would happen quickly.

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Castration Phone Sex with Venus: The Best Birth Control

castration phone sex knife tortureI have a pig for sale. It never ceases to amaze me how many worthless fuck pigs turn over their entire lives to me. Just a flat, “do with me what you want mistress for I am a worthless pig.” Yes you are a worthless pig,  and you bet your pathetic ass I will auction you off to the highest bidder for whatever twisted, perverted thing I want. I could auction you off to be tortured, to be snuffed out, to be castrated, or to just serve as a slave, fuck or house.

I was on the fence for this particular pig. So, I ran an ad just seeing what kind of hits I would get. I got offered $10,000 by a chick who recognized him as the ex boyfriend who gave her an STD. She wanted to castrate his disease ridden cock, take away his manhood so he couldn’t infect any more girls. I am a greedy bitch, but I told her she could take his junk for free. I can sell him without his man bits to be snuffed out or used as a slave.  I have no allegiance to stupid fuck pigs with a death wish anyway. But I do like to help a bitch out, especially when it’s all about revenge.

torture phone sex sadistic bitchShe was salivating when she saw him in his cage. We taunted him like a monkey in the zoo. Rattled his cage. He was blindfolded, but he recognized her voice. Shit himself too, just like a dirty animal. I pulled him out of his cage, made him clean up his mess, then forced him in the castration chair. It’s this little device I made which has a wood plank for a worthless pecker to be stretched out on, and straps for the arms and ankles. He tried to back out. Pleaded to keep his nasty dick. I have a strict no refunds no exchanges policy. You pay me to do whatever I want to you, fuck your cold feet.

I pulled his pecker to elongate it as much as I could considering its diminutive size. I nailed his balls to the chair too. I gave his disgruntled ex my big knife, but the bitch had a change of heart. WTF? I hate pussies. I yanked the knife out her hand, stabbed her in her worthless cunt repeatedly. Left the bitch alive but bleeding profusely; pretty sure she wouldn’t reproduce ever. The world needs less pussies. I then took the knife dripping in her pussy blood and took her ex’s dick right off. Didn’t go slow, didn’t numb him, just pulled his worthless balls out, twisted them into a knot, then a swift whack and his junk was gone. I then shoved his disease ridden worthless pecker in his wimp of an ex girlfriend’s mouth. “Suck on that bitch. Teach you to back out on a deal with me,” I yelled at her

Nothing went as planned, but at least I ensured two pansy ass stupid fucks who can’t follow through will never reproduce. Need a license to do just about anything in this world, but any fucking moron can reproduce. Well two less fucking morons can reproduce now.

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Babysitter phone sex

It started a long time ago. When homework and being popular crowded my mind. To think I used to watch little shit heads for money every weekend till I skipped out of that fucking town. Looking back on it now that was my first time and it was so messy. No one ever found those little fur balls that disappeared. After a few years of being away from that town a blast from the past came into the store I was at. He walked up to me, He knew who I was which shocked me. I couldn’t believe that the big strong tall man who stood before me was the little shit bag I used to watch while his whore mommy got high and fucked as many men as she could. I idolized her. She is who I wanted to be and I became her. Her son however was rather yummy looking. I invited him over for some fun.

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As we drove to my house I leaned over the seat and started rubbing his cock. He tried to act like that wasn’t what he wanted. I told him I remembered him rubbing his cock all the time when I was there. He smiled and pushed my head back down on his cock. I knew I had him. I was going with the flow I didn’t really have a plan for this. We got into my house. He followed me inside and watched as I slowly walked through my house taking off my clothes. We made it to my bedroom where I laid down. That is when he crawled up to me and started sucking and fingering my cunt.

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I could have stopped him there, but I wanted to have him. Fucking him was like fucking his whore mother. After hours of sex, and hours of getting fucked up. We took a bath together. I got on top of him and slid his cock inside of me. I started to ride him. Water was splashing and going everywhere. He had his head back and eyes closed. At that moment I pulled out my knife and slit his throat. He came inside of me as he leaked his warm blood into the bath.  I had him and now I am relaxing in his blood.

Exsanguinating the Worthless for Charity

bloody phone sex killer sexWhen you are a butcher girl like me, with a love for all things bloody, March is your favorite month. Why? Because it is American Red Cross Month. I have always considered myself a philanthropic psycho, so  in this month of donating blood, I can give back to my community. Now, since the only flesh I ever consume is human flesh, I am anemic, so the Red Cross won’t take my blood. At first I was bummed about this, but then I discovered blood by proxy. I can donate other people’s blood. How fun is that? So during the month of March, if you have scorned or annoyed me, even hired me, be on high alert that I’m extra blood thirsty this month, as I am killing for charity.

killer phone sex bloody funFirst to donate blood for my personal blood drive this month were two of the devil’s spawn. The twin daughters of my former boss. In fact, he paid me to snuff out his two little brats. According to him, all they do is drain him of his money and patience. Fitting then that I would drain them of their blood. Some white trash whore duped him into knocking her up for his money. These sister cunts will do more good dead, than they ever would alive. You’d be surprised how many parents lack the paternal instinct, which is fine by me. Too many spoiled, germy, annoying, needy little humans running around anyway. As soon as I off a few rugrats, some trailer park whore just pushes out a few more nuggets she can’t support who will end up draining hard working Americans of their tax dollars. It’s a vicious cycle so, kill the products of trash, stop the cycle, donate their blood to good use: reduce, reuse, recycle.

Getting the brats to my place was simple. Told them I was daddy’s secretary and they saw dollar signs as they hopped into the back seat of my car. I convinced them I was asnuff porn killer sex babysitter of sorts and daddy gave us lots of play money. Well, gave me lots of play money.  Slipped them a special cocktail in their Kool-Aid, waited for them to wake up in my bath tub, sliced open some arteries, and watched the blood drain from their little annoying bodies. I like to tie weights to their ankles so they can’t run. Then I sit on the toilet seat, and watch the blood drain from their bodies slowly. Makes me feel good that I am recycling blood. Giving it to folks who deserve it. Life is a privilege not an entitlement, so just because you were born into this word, does not mean you deserve to stay in it. You got to earn that right. And many people need their privileges revoked, which I am happy to assist with. Once I snuffed the little bitches out by exsanguination, I texted photos to my former boss. Sometimes a picture or a text is better than a call. Harder to trace, even harder to prove who sent what to whom, and a picture is worth a thousand words.

bloody phone sex murder fantasiesI’ve been slaughtering trash all month. Some for money, some for revenge, some just for fun,  but every death attributed to my handiwork benefits not only the American Red Cross, but society as a whole.  This world has too many worthless fucks in it. What they couldn’t do for their community in life, they can in death. So who do you know that should give a sizable donation to the American Red Cross?

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