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My Friday the 13th Ritual

Kidnapping phone sex

 

Every single Friday the 13th, I like to act out my own slasher flick as an homage to all of my onscreen horror idols, which usually involves kidnapping a sexy little fuck pig, tormenting her while I hold her captive then letting her “escape” so I can hunt down and, ultimately, have my way with her.  Yeah, I know it’s trite and contrived.  It’s supposed to be, Idiot!  Ever hear of a tribute?

Yesterday was the only 13th falling on a Friday this year so I wanted to be sure to make it good.  I didn’t want to terrorize campers or go hunting for hikers in the woods.  I wanted to keep it urban this time so I decided to stalk down a stripped and stressed sorority girl that I happened upon.  Those are my favorite.  Unsuspecting college sluts who think their pointless little lives are just going to continue on their privileged and predetermined courses.

There are always coeds trying to make themselves cum with each other outside of bars that are close to campus.  Fuck pigs love booze, probably because it helps them forget how average their lives are.  Last night, I found a blonde bimbo outside of a hipster hangout getting banged doggy style behind a dumpster.  It was perfect.  

All I did was creep up behind the big grunting gorilla that was sticking it to her then put my hand over his mouth as I sliced his throat.  You have to be sure to go deep enough to cut through the larynx if you don’t want them to be able to scream out and alert everyone.  I slashed his voice box in one swift movement which, as you could imagine, made him tense up and grab onto that whore’s hips really hard as he started twitching.  She loved it, totally thought the blood was him blowing his load and shooting it all over her back.  “Oh yeah!  Cover me with cum, Daddy!” she wailed as the crimson liquid sprayed out of his gaping neck wound and rained down onto her soft skin.  It wasn’t until he fell to the ground and started gurgling that she knew something was amiss.  Then she turned to see little ol’ me looming over her with a bloody knife in my hand and black death in my eyes.  

She screamed and ran, as planned and It didn’t take me long to herd her toward my rented box truck.  As every dumb bitch who tries to run in heels does, she tripped, which gave me the opportunity to grab her and toss her in the back of my mobile prison.  After closing the roller door, I cut every stitch of blood soaked clothing off of her, probed her wet pussy with four fingers while I sucked on a titty, then threw her naked self into a little cage I had prepared.  

Without saying a word, I left her in the back and started driving, not stopping until we were in the next town over.  Disorientation is key in these scenarios.  I drove us to a parking garage and took us all the way to the top before stopping, then let the truck sit in idle for a while.  More disorientation. 

You should’ve seen her face when I opened it up and let her out of the cage.  She didn’t know what the hell was happening!  When she turned and saw me glaring at her with my knife at the ready, she got wise and took off into the garage.  I gave slow and methodical chase, using little shortcuts to pop up in front of her when she least expected it to cut or stab her a bit.

When we got down to street level, I was hot on her heels but let her get out of the building and run out into public view.  Sure, she got away.  How else am I going to make a sequel?  I’ll find her again next Friday the 13th.  I kept the cunt’s license, that fuck pig will be easy to track.

 

Killer Phone Sex Slut

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Killer phone sex is what I really got this job for. I have a deep longing to snuff out slutty whore bitches that think the’yre hot shit. Kind of like this bitch that I work. She really needs to see why I’m not the one to fuck with! Her big perky tits and fat pussy are always bulging out of her uniform. Seeing her makes my cunt soak but the moment she opens her fucking mouth I immediately want to snuff her out. Everything that she says is either flirty, slutty, or sarcastic. I hate that I love that shit so much. My boss thinks she’s a fucking fox too! I told him that one day when she is on her lunch, I am going to drag her into the bathroom and have my way with her. He can wait in one of the stalls as I hold a knife to her throat as she licks my cunt. Once I cover her face in my cunt juice, he can pull her into the stall and fuck rosebud until its bloody! We can take turns using her fine ass until we are both drained then when we’re done, I will slit her throat and throw her in the compactor. I refuse to let that bitch go to HR on us!

the blonde bimbo

Snuff Phone Sex

I had to prove I was worthy of a master’s attention. I brought over the blonde bimbo down the street. It would end up being like the perfect snuff phone sex dream. When I brought her over, she thought she would be enjoying wine and some charcuterie board fun. A little gossiping and pop culture current event. It was supposed to be the typical girls’ night in, and she wanted to have some fun and get wasted and swap stories.

Instead, it was all a mirage. I would be getting into my devious mind and doing all that my master loved. It is like I became him instantly. It was like he was deep inside me, luring me to do some sinister tasks. My main goal was to make him proud, so I sedated her and made sure to record me probing her and fucking with her sleeping body.

Sadistic Slut

Murder Phone Sex FantasiesI love being a nasty sadistic slut. Having my way with whatever and whoever I want makes my pussy so fucking wet. I love having my victims in my basement screaming for me to stop slicing them with my beautiful knife while I ride their cock until I am cumming. I love to hear their pleas for me to just let them go, that they wont ever tell anyone, but what would be the fun in that? I need my fix, or I will go crazy. I need to have a man strapped to my table with his cock in my pussy begging for the end. My tight pussy gets so fucking wet just looking at the blood pouring out of their arms, legs, stomach. Their screams to just end it all makes me want to cum, but I can’t. I can’t cum until I see the life drain from their worthless fucking eyes. I ride their thick cocks and just as I am about to cum, I take my knife one last time and slice their throat and cum while I watch their life fade away. It’s not long before I need another fix and I know just who is next.

Skull fuck

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Skull fucking takes on a new meaning with this Killer phone sex deviant! I do enjoy sucking cock like a rockstar, but Im talking about a brutal  face fuck you need of a nice young woman after I have cut her head off. I brought you a gift, a sweet shy blonde who had been ousted by her family because she got pregnant in their house and she was unwed. SHe thought I was a patron saint allowing her to get off the streets for a couple nights and a warm meal in her freshly showered pregnant belly. She had no clue that I had a reputation as a cold blooded killer. I’m no fucking saint, I know men who pay good money for a sweet young whore, especially if she is pregnant and ended up in a few different mangled pieces! I would love to tell you how she howled and begged for me to save the life of her unborn. How she google as her throat was cut and how good it looked as you fucked her beheaded mouth!  Me sucking your dick as you came on her brains! Ahhh, A true skull fuck if there was ever one! Sadistic Murder phone sex Fantasies run rampant with me! 

She Met My Friend, Plink!

I love when my victim tries to fight back! The squirming makes my sadistic slit soak. However, too much fighting makes pisses me the fuck off. What’s the point? I’m still going to rip open all your holes! When they fight back too much,  I have to go get Plink. That’s my bat. I named my it plink because that’s the sound it makes when I crack a bitch with it! PLINK!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

The other day I snatched up a young piece of ass with the prettiest lips. I knew once I saw that hot mouth wrapped around a lollipop that I had to have it on my clit. When I got the fuck meat to my house, I started soft and tried to be nice. I figured I’d let it lick my pussy to gain my favor, but this little hoe tried not to slob on my slit! She kept turning away from my soaking wet snatch and that pissed me the fuck off! What an ungrateful fucking slut. I had no choice but to get Plink and crack that hoe right across the fucking head. I was just trying to teach it a lesson about submission, but I guess I went a little overboard. My nipples got so hard and my pussy got drenched from the sight that of it finally keeping still. I started to grind on that hot wet mouth, but something was off. It wasn’t fighting back at all anymore. I looked down and saw a lifeless cum drizzled slut and blood at me feet. I didn’t think that it would go from being alive and squirming to lifeless on the ground but, here we are. UGH! As if taking so long to lick my pussy wasn’t annoying enough. Now I have this huge bloody mess to clean up.

Snuff sex drowning

snuff sexHis snuff sex fetishes run deep. He loves little tiny teens like me for his deep dark desires. See, A shis accomplice is it my job to find him sweet tight bald pussy. Not just any little whore. But one he can kill while hes fucking her. He likes the way that tight little cunt squeezes even harder when she is dying. Our newest game is called going to the pool. I bring his petite toy to him and we padlock the gym doors. She fights and kicks and scratches but she will never get away. The first fuck is him on top of her as I wrapped my hands around her sexy skinny throat. We let her up as she is screaming and crying and tripping over the wet poolside. By this time I had had enough and brought out the noose. Only this is a very special noose. I have attached a 20 pound weight. He drags his victim over to the side of the pool holding her head up so the noose can be secured. Then he ass fucked the witch for the first few seconds before I push my attached weight off the edge of the pool. I help by holding her head under and letting up at the last second. This is some sexy ass rape porn I tell him laughing and moaning from being so turned on. He makes me kiss him and finger my own teen cunny while he slips inside her little cunny and tells me to push! Down it goes pulling her down with it. My accomplice holds her body with hsi weight as he is still penetrating that tightess! And as the water helps keeps the weight a little buoyant she can’t lift her head out of the water. I get off to her dying as she is getting that Rape fantasy fuck and dying on his cock. Her death wont stop him. He keeps pounding and telling me how cold she is getting around his dick. My sexy assailant will cum three times before fucks me. I love when a man murders and has sex with dead bodies with me!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Accomplice

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When I have a caller tell me he’s bored with his usual calls, I ask him if he’s ever thought about anything that might be taboo, like murder phone sex fantasies. I know that at some point in your life, you’ve dated or have been married to a woman you really wanted to fucking get rid of. Did you ever think about just reaching up and wrapping your hands around her throat when you were fucking her from behind? You just wanted her to stop nagging you and you set out to just get her to shut her the fuck up.

But after a while, you realize that she’s stopped moving and when you check, you see that her breathing has stopped. Oh well. She’s still warm, though, so you just grab her hips and keep fucking her cunt. She might be dead, but you aren’t. After the shit she has put you through, you deserve to nut inside her corpse. Do you have fantasies sometimes that resemble this one? I hope that if you do, you’ll call and tell me what kind of sexy murder fun you’ve been whacking off to. Let’s get twisted, filthy, and most importantly, let’s make each other cum!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesWhat are your murder phone sex fantasies? With me as your accomplice, I bet I can make them seem so real that you cream your shorts. I am a sick bitch. I make the perfect accomplice because I have no remorse. I have no empathy and I have no fear. I do have caution, which you want. I know when, how and where to kill the intended victim. Victor needed help killing his ex-wife. She was draining him dry because she has all his dirty secrets in her head. He made the mistake of telling his one-time wife where all the bodies were buried, and she has been blackmailing him since. She is a trophy wife. Younger than him by 20 years. He knows now he should not have married her nor shared his dirty business secrets. He found me on a black ops site for underground killers. We discussed his case, decided on a price and then I planned her murder. I get off planning a kill. A lot goes into a murder for hire plan. The husband is always the first suspect, so he needed an airtight alibi and not a hint of a paper trail leading to a hit. Leave it to me. When it comes to killer phone sex, I am the best at what I do. I waited until he was out of town to execute her. I also waited until his brat was at a friend’s house. I made it look like a robbery and a sexual assault gone wrong. I fucked the little whore with my strap on but placed a rubber on it first so there would be no trace of rubber to suggest the killer was a woman. I wanted to disfigure her and sexually mutilate her, but that is a pattern of a personal kill, and that leads back to the ex-hubby. I strangled her with a man’s belt. I made sure it was a much bigger size than the husband, and not a designer brand that could be traceable to only a few select stores. Details matter when killing. I stole the jewelry, cash, and other valuables I could find. Left no DNA because I never do. I am as good if not better than Dexter Morgan. It has been a month since I killed his problem, and no arrest or even a lead yet. My client’s secrets died with his bitch ex-wife.  Who can we kill together?

A Strangulation You’ll Never Remember

Strangulation phone sex

 

“The fifth back alley strangulation in as many months.  Authorities have no leads and aren’t sure if the crimes are connected.”  I love that last line.  Those chumps are fucking clueless, of course they’re connected!  And until they get their heads out of each other’s asses and start doing some real detective work, they’ll never figure out that the unknown connection they’re looking for is me.

Want to know my secret?  Let’s just say that no one can withstand the Devil’s Breath.  A little whiff is all it takes to make a slave out of any unsuspecting soul and once I have them in a most impressionable state, I make them do whatever I want.  I might have them stalk a group of drunk party chicks all night long just to make them feel real uncomfortable, or maybe even kidnap those dumb cunts to lock up in my basement for an extended blood and cum filled stay at my place.  Whatever my malicious mind can manifest those zombified zonks will make happen without a second thought.  Without any thought at all, actually.

So getting my gory golem to choke the life out of whatever random victim I choose is as easy as finding a mark and waiting for just the right moment to lure them into a dark alley.  They never suspect that the darling blonde with the charming smile who just “accidentally” bumped into them and spilled their drink or knocked their phone out of their hand had been orchestrating their final demise in the moments before our “spontaneous” meeting.

The expressions on their faces in the final seconds of their existence are pure bliss.  Fear, confusion, panic then resignation is usually how it goes, but my absolute favorite is the look of realization that spreads across their face right after those drugged digits wrap around their throats and start squeezing with all of their strength.  The moment they know they’ve just fallen into my twisted trap and are about to die, the look they give me is worth more than all of the gold in the world.

When I’m satisfied with my dirty work I tell the clueless killer to fuck off and go get drunk at a biker bar across town.  If I’m lucky, once they step foot in there no one will ever see them again.  It doesn’t matter to me either way.  Using Devil’s Breath is the perfect way to execute my sneaky scheme to stifle all of the stupid life I can while I exist in this realm.  Those cops will never catch me.  I mean, do you really think I’ve only done it five times?