Tag: Murder phone sex Fantasies

Snuff Porn “The Killing of Francie”

When it comes to Snuff Porn, the best part of it is when I have a real victim to decimate. These guys come begging for my attention. The attention of a sadist is certainly the edgy guys love. I am always laughing at and humiliating these pathetic idiots.

So the other night this little twerp came by and confessed he wanted me to kill him. I told him awhile back that he should just drop dead. He would follow me around campus. I finally cornered him and told him he was a worthless twerp. He groveled some more and I pulled him inside a room. The room with ropes attached to the floors. I shoved the twerp down and kicked him.

Binding him to floor I looked down on him. I stomped him in the chess and laughed. I told him I am filming his death. I turned on the lights and there was an audience of 100 or so sadistics. I was live streaming the film on the internet for money. He begged and I said just shut up and die.

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Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…

Knife play phone sex w/ Terry

Snuff phone sex

Could you tell it’s me hiding beneath this Killer Clown costume? I hope not.. Because, this is what I will be wearing for Halloween! I plan on luring in all the littles.. Don’t they just love clowns so much? What better way to lure them in than to make silly little things out of balloons in the middle of Salem MA!

As soon as their worthless parents turn their head I will be snatching those suckers up into my trailer, loaded with a bunch of tools to rip those fuckers apart! I came across an ad about trafficking a while back.. Finally, I can grab as many up as possible to pawn off to perverted men for mega bucks. I usually prefer torturing them on my own and hanging them out to decompose…

But, I guess I can make a few sacrifices, that is only if I am able to watch! I want to watch you bury your cock deep inside those little hairless slits.. Don’t worry I kept in mind the new world order about “sexuality” so I will be packing some little fuckholes too.. Turn those little grape smuggling maggots into a sissy fag just for you.. lets make a Ass rape porn out of those fuckers! I want to watch their disgusting holes get plummeted by your hard throbbing cock.

Uhh the bliss.. I just have this burning hate for littles, something about their way of living.. So free, with no clue to the world… rings an alarm in my head and makes me think of millions of ways to torture them. I cannot wait till its time for trick-or-treating.. I will be lacing those candies with a sweet little potion of mine.. To lure them into the darkness and have them submit to the most disturbing Torture sex!

No if ands or buts… no screams! Just well behaved rugrats made to please and guzzle down cum loads. Thee disobedient ones will be laid out to rest.. Don’t worry we will just have to have Sex with dead bodies, no matter what sacrifices we have to make draining your cock is my top priority! 

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!

Snuff Sex with dead bodies

Murder phone sex Fantasies

I have been watching a lot of Ass rape porn and its been making me crave a little teenage slut! I just want to rip her fucking asshole open.. I was sort of hoping she would bring a few of her friends along for us to enjoy! I want this night to be gruesome, a living fucking nightmare.

We are going to record every moment so we can publish our own personal version of Snuff porn! After we get through mutilating their teen cunts, I want to chop those bitches up and have them hanging from the ceiling like a fucking wind chime… Ha! All of those worthless bitches dangling.. Slumped over with their necks cracked and cum leaking from their holes..

Mm, I can’t help but wonder what those worthless slits would taste like.. Blood mixed with thick steamy cream from that preying cock of yours! I have so many dark thoughts that have been lingering through my dirty little mind.. Whoever thought an innocent looking college girl could be so fucking dark and vindictive!

Lets have the best fucking Killer phone sex that cock could have ever imagined.. Live out the murderous thoughts that run through our perverted minds.. 

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Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Where I Met My Beta Bitch Victim

Kidnapping phone sex is where i normally meet sick fuckers who want to fulfill their Rape phone sex fantasies or murder phone sex fantasies. But this time it was different. I met a beta bitch who didn’t know what sadistic thoughts I had.

Kidnapping phone sex

He made me want to teach him what happens to a dumb beta bitch who thought he was going to get to fuck me gets. He came to my place and had drinks and tried to flirt and talk about how big his cock was. I knew it was a lie and I wasn’t drinking the same thing he was. I had put something in his drink because tonight was going to be the night, he knew what it was like to have a pussy hole. Once he passed out on me, undressed him and tied him up, including his little clitty. I got my sharpest carving knife and extended his little dicky as much as I could. I cut his little dick off, he woke up screaming. I stuffed his mouth with my dildo to shut him up. I finished my carving of his new pussy hole and pulled another dildo out. I stared fucking his new pussy with his dildo and shoving the dildo deeper in his mouth. I didn’t stop until he stopped moving. I finished my night by taking pictures and cleaning up my bloody mess. 

Necrophilia Phone Sex Time

Necrophilia phone sex

It’s the time of year when the real fucked up freaks come crawling out of the woodwork for bloody, viscera filled necrophilia phone sex.  That means I have to get busy amassing all of the cold bodies I can so my craven customers can have something to blow their hot loads inside of, something that will actually let them fuck it.  

I guarantee that none of the mangled meat I provide for your depraved pleasure will complain that your cock is too big or that you’re fucking them too hard.  I’m pretty sure they won’t laugh at you if you have a tiny little micro-cock with a spit fire hair trigger, either.  I mean, I wouldn’t expect any sparkling conversation or charming banter or anything like that, but you probably don’t want to talk to it much, anyway.  Just fuck it while you beat it up and cut hunks of flesh out of it, huh?  I can tell, I see it in your eyes.

Yeah, I’m talking to you.  You wouldn’t be reading this if you didn’t like the idea of shoving your cock into a permanently immobilized pussy and pounding away on that cadaver cunt until your heart’s content.  Something about being able to dissect a dead body while you drive your dick as deep inside of it as you can flips that sick little switch in your brain and fills you with ecstasy even before you ejaculate inside of that corpse.  The jizz is just the icing on the bloody, flesh covered cake, isn’t it?  

 

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.

Accomplice phone sex

Killing Lust: The Kill

Murder phone sex fantasies

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

Home Invasion Phone Sex

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*