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Accomplice Phone Sex Luring Little Girls for Torture

One of my favorite uses are for being the lure. I am the one to assist in getting little brats for accomplice phone sex fun. I will lure the little girls for your pleasure of fantasy raping their tight little cunts and baby girl assholes.

I can be of great assistance in holding the brats down and telling them how they are worthless fuck meats just like I have been my whole life. These girls don’t have a chance once they are led to you and your excited for their tight holes that your cock is already dripping. I hold them down and you just violate the fuck out of them and rip their holes up.

It’s all for you daddy. I get to lure the little runaways we find on the greyhound and offer them a place. Take them to an abandoned hunting cabin and tie them up. Torture their sweet pure bodies and have your way snuffing their fucking life out after keeping them for pleasure as long or short as you please.

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Killing Lust: The Kill

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My little mouse lays her head down on a feathery-filled pillow every Tuesday night at around nine at night. Given my nights stalking and waiting I know that my soft delicate prey sleeps soundly. So unaware of the kitty with fangs just waiting, and tonight was the night. Blood rushed in my veins the moment I felt her body panic underneath me as she woke to me straddled on top of her. A sharp butcher knife in my left hand held up high, gleefully laughing as the little mouse tries to squirm free. Hitting, scratching, anything she could think of. Until I came down hard with a swift slice across her artery. The crimson droplets rained forward splashing me with a pleasant continuous splash for a few moments. As the blood trickled less I continued to hack until I felt satisfied with my work taking a single picture of my masterpiece. Careful to leave no sign of myself as I left. Wondering if her mangled body will make its way to my morgue.

Killing Lust: The Hunt

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The dark urge struck me the other night as it does when I can’t keep the boredom at bay. With only one corpse on hand at work, and just a boring one at that it was bound to happen. I stared at my utensils for what felt like hours imagining myself taking the tools and cutting them into flesh. Warm fresh flesh, where the blood flows freely and doesn’t dribble out slowly like black goo. I want the warm rich red liquid that replenishes itself as much as it can. Unable to shake the image, I started thinking of the woman I met at the last wake held upstairs. Runs a rug cleaning business out of her home, and it just so happens she gave me her business card. 

Seems like a silly thing to openly put your address on a business card, but it’s also in poor taste to be self-promoting at someone’s wake. Two mistakes she will be regretting very soon. As I turned off my cell and pulled out a local map. I’m not a rookie, I know not to leave a technology trail even if it means taking a few extra steps. I mapped out a route to her house, finished up my work for the evening, and set the course. Parking in the dark shade of trees in a good line of vision to watch her place. Observing her behaviors, and much to my delight confirmed my suspicions that she does live alone. I will keep watch on and off at night, this is not something I ever rush. But I do assure you by this time next week, she will be dead. *Grins*

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Require a Skilled Accomplice

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies run deep. I have always had homicidal urges, but I have never been able to control my urges. Luckily for me, I am a good planner. I know how to avoid getting caught. I can separate emotion from my need to kill. Most of my callers have not honed their urges yet and that is what will get them in trouble. You want to kill a young girl or anyone for that matter? You need me to tell you how to get away with murder. You need a stealth and patient accomplice. I have ice in my veins because I feel zero sympathy for any victim. We can be a victim, or we can be steely bitch like me. The choice is ours.  I have a new client with rape phone sex fantasies for super young girls. He told me he was not a killer though. It is easy to fool yourself like that. But if your need to fuck a tender age brat is that strong, then you can kill too. It becomes a matter of preservation. You cannot fuck a young piece of meat and expect her not to talk. I mean you cannot have taboo fun and leave any evidence. For the men who still cannot kill after my little self-preservation speech, I make them a deal. They pay me for the clean-up. They have their fun, and I keep them out of prison.

John paid me top dollar to clean up his mess this weekend. He acted on impulse with out consulting me. He drugged his daughter’s bestie and fucked her in his home destroying her pussy. No way she was not going to notice the blood bath between her legs and feel the pain. I had to charge him a much higher rate since I was not able to help him plan his perfect teen rape porn scenario. He paid me well and without complaint. I am worth it though. That little bitch was disposed of and all traces of her being in his house erased. I am sure he is still nervous, but I am a good cleaner. He got to have his fun and he will avoid prison if he never pisses me off. I own him for life now.

Domination Of Cunts

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To dominate and destroy every slutty cunt I know is all I desire. To have these bitches’ ties up, fucking and tearing their pussies to shreds so that they may never fuck again. Slicing off those little beans they call clits to remove every bit of pleasure they seek from another tongue. Yes that is what I crave. Help me tie these sluts up and tease them with these dildos and cocks-thinking they are getting ready for an orgasmic night. As we pull them tightly down toward the table and begin their naughty pleasures. When they beg for us to stop- I’ll just fuck them harder watching them squirt all over your face as you pour hot oils all over their skin. Gag them with cocks until they turn purple and blue so they can’t breathe. Ahh the pleasures of them trying to plead but being so muffled in between those balls and the little bit of air they use to gasp makes me laugh thinking they’ll get some sort of mercy.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Confessions

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I love it when a caller has such a vast and intriguing interest in my work. It’s very telling even before the confessions begin that there is a body starting to decay. One that one wants to preserve for use as long as possible. These necrophilia phone sex confessions never cease to amaze me. I’m well prepared to answer the questions to the best of my ability but you must understand I have a whole morgue of resources. So you will have to be prepared to be creative, resourceful, and pay good attention to time. The trick to making your once-alive sex doll last for long-term use is being fully aware of the decay process. Make sure you are actively giving your preservation treatments to your decaying corpse in timely intervals. Keeping it for a week is easy but it’s when you want to make your body last for let’s say a month, is when it takes careful execution. You can only imagine it does get harder the more time goes on. If you don’t mind the cold you can certainly keep a fuck doll frozen but the more thawing and refreezing you do the worst the wear so do keep that in mind. Do keep me in mind when you need some tips and tricks for keeping your necrophilic friend well preserved.

Broken Little Dolls

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I want to tell you about the three new dolls of mine I have laid out on the slabs right now. Now I’m used to being sick, twisted, and an outright psychopath but let me tell you these girls were really put through the wringer. A shame the sick fuck didn’t offer to sell tickets me and a few friends of mine would have happily enjoyed the show. Whoever you are just now it’s my job to put them back together again, don’t worry though I’ll be enjoying your art every step of the way. From the precise cuts to the very steady and forceful stabs. My only real curious question, and do not take as a criticism I’ve done it myself but why only castrate one of them? Makes me curious if she was a bad girl. I wonder to capture her true charm while I fix her up if I should remember that she was a bad girl. Or maybe you were just experimenting…if so guess you didn’t enjoy it as much as me..unless she was the last one. She does seem fresher than the other two. I wonder if you are not done quite yet, will you be sending more dolls my way? Kind of exciting to think about, it’s like a love letter. You brutalize them, discard them…and they find their way to me to add my own artful twist too. That’s too romantic though, you had no way of knowing your victims would fall into my morgue. For now, I will chop it up to wishful thinking but should more come my way…I may have to stop and ponder the thought.

Pandora’s Mortuary Is Open Again For Deviant Play

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Hello once again to my fans of the grotesque, wickedly twisted, and dark corners of the mind. I’m happy to open the mortuary doors once again. Truthfully the pandemic was a real buzz kill, great for business and plenty of corpses. However, due to the amounts, it was required to have more than one mortician around. Keeping my cold formamide smelling work area more populated with the living than usual. Which is such a shame really. You should have seen some of the corpses that came in for me to prepare or just burn. Such beauty and potential gone to waste. 

Now the traffic is steady but no need for extra hands around, I’m able to handle it all once again. I was so happy to be able to let those other workers go. None of them had the spark like me for allowing the dead to be useful to the living in a carnal way. Now I look around the room and see nothing but potential. I’ve renovated it for even more corpse storage and more fun gadgets. Experimenting on the dead is not everyone’s idea of a good time, but it is mine. Sure a lot of these tools are used for autopsies but they make excellent torture devices when the time arises. So you know a little bit about my past few years, what has the rest of the wicked been up to? 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are My Specialty: Let’s Kill Together

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Murder phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I cater to your darker thoughts and fantasies. Sometimes you are the one who wants to die, and sometimes you have a victim already lined up for us to slaughter. Either way, I am down to play. Most men are not so stupid as to attempt to kill or force fuck me. But every now and again, I meet a dumb fuck with a death wish. Brett was the latest dumb fuck. He hired me to help him kill his daughter’s best friend. Apparently, he spiked the little bitch’s drink one night and fucked her, but she was not completely out of it. She was a smart little one. One I wish could be my accomplice phone sex partner. She has been blackmailing him since. He has a lot to lose because if convicted he would spend the rest of his life behind bars being some guy’s bitch. So, not only was he dumb enough to not drug her completely, he thought he could fuck me too? Like the fee he paid me to take care of his problem meant he owned me. I was clear that the money he gave me was solely to get rid of his problem. Now, I had to turn the tables on him. He was too dumb to live. I had the intended victim do the honors. I would have killed her had this dumb fuck stuck to our agreement, but this was an opportunity I rarely get. I had a protégé. A young girl obviously devious in her thinking and methodical about her planning. I gave her my knife and let her do with him what she wanted. This was revenge. She cut his cock and balls off and shoved them in his mouth like she was baking a cake. She did not flinch. She did not hesitate. She is my mini me and I am going to groom her to be a sick dominant taboo phone sex bitch like me.

Rape Fantasies

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies SinI have a dark surprise for you! All the cunts you can fuck and asses beat until you are emptied and satisfied. I spiked their drinks and strapped each one up to their own beds ready for their fixes. Every slut has been shot up with heroine waiting for their personal cocks to mutilate their virgin pussies and stretch their tight asses out until they bleed on the sheets. You have knives, whips and chairs to your liking. While I brand each whore to my liking I can’t wait for their pleads and tears to play like a broken record.  I want to peel their skin from their ripped asses out while their screams echo through out of the room. Ahh the way they beg is music to my ears as my cunt starts to drip I’ll have to slap it onto one of their faces and force them to suck my clit until I am satisfied. So many whores to be ruined and so many chains, whips and razor filled dildos I don’t even know where to start!