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Fantasy phone sex Ends with Dog Training Collar around my Neck

Fantasy phone sex

I love pushing the boundaries of what’s possible in Fantasy phone sex. Occasionally you can find a lover on board wrapping his hands around my neck and increasing the pleasure of my orgasm. When I’m desperate for that pushed pleasure, I cover a tie around my neck and knot the other end to the door while I hear men tell me what whore I am.

One of my distinguished callers told me of a site full of all the active gloryholes. So I had to explore. Last night while I was away from all my favorite perverts, I drove to the next state and visited an adult bookstore with a beautiful theater. I had been in contact with a local who escorted me into the theater. For a Friday night, it was jammed packed. We weren’t the only couple, but I was the most adventurous female. I came with a training collar for dogs. My escort had me on a leash as he knew I needed the restraint of pain to feel pleasure. As I sucked cock after cock he pulled me back, knowing I couldn’t help but lean into finding more and more cocks to make cum.

Accomplice Phone Sex Lets Play It Out

Accomplice phone sex

On a recent accomplice phone sex call, we sure enjoyed a fun time finding the perfect little victim.  Our setting we decided on was a movie theater.  We were going to put some pills in the drinks of a family we could get close enough to sit by.  The mom, and kids would be a lot easier to trick if they were drugged up.  I slipped some in the first two little ones drinks before the older two and their mom got up to go to the bathroom.  You distracted the groggy two young ones while I slipped the pills in.  Luckily, the theater wasn’t crowded so no one really saw a thing. This snuff sex thing started getting me wet by this point, running on adrenaline alone.

Then we left the theater with the whole family wobbling around.  I went and told the theater I didn’t think the mom was safe to drive.  The kids had run out the door before the mom, they couldn’t get back in.  We told them we would help them get in to just come to the car and I’d call the theater but my cell phone was in the car.

We then threw the two youngest in the car and bound them, and threw them in the trunk.  You got the littlest girl out first and started taking her clothes off.  I grabbed them to burn them later and put them in my purse.  I undressed the second girl. Your cock was hard as a rock from adrenaline I believe.  I told you to hurry before anything was discovered with them missing.  You got off twice in minutes like superman pounding those tight little innocent, drugged up pussys like there was no tomorrow.  I took a video on my phone so you could jack off at a later date.  Towards the end, you took their own pants, tied it around their necks, and strangled them as you came in their bald little pussys.  Our date became a way to live out your murder phone sex fantasies too. You said it was the best two orgasms you ever had.  We left them there for dead, burned the stuff, and came back to your house and had the best sex ever the rest of the night.  I can’t wait to do it again sometime!

Slit My Throat

Bloody Phone Sex

Slit my throat while you force fuck my tight ass. Bloody phone sex should always leave me soaking wet. Whether that’s from my dripping wet gash or a gushing wound is in your hands. I know that a lot of evil fucks like you love the chase. Hunting your sweet and innocent, but very deserving rey. You like the chase, and the struggle. The blood and adrenaline rushing through your body with everything.

Men wanting to hunt is natural, but the sickest of you are the ones that aren’t looking for the chase at all. You just want to watch the way the light drains from my eyes as I take my last breath. Snuff movies aren’t enough to fufill that blood lust anymore. You need to have a life in your hand. My life. You want to press a knife to a slut’s neck and watch her bleed.

I’ll submit to your blade willingly. Broken and begging instead of fierce and fighting. A sharp knife looks so pretty pressed against my throat. I’ll cry and beg you to stop. To slow down. To please let me go with my life. I promise I will give you whatever you want. Knowing you can end my life at a moment’s notice makes each stroke so much more satisfying. The fear in my eyes, the tears, and the blood sliding down my chest to my heart is what finally pushes you over the edge.

You slide your cock into me for the last time, and the knife cuts me from ear to ear at the same time. Your cum shoots deep into me as I thrash around you. My hands reaching for my throat as I gurgle and try to scream. You completely drain your balls as my blood is drained from my body.

Ass Rape Porn Birthing Satan’s Spawn -Snuff Sex Whore Geneva

It was an Ass rape porn feature of a Snuff sex show. And I was the snuff whore star. In fact my useless cunt was so destroyed from the big nigger cock gangbang.

Obviously they needed to use my other hole to start with.
Embracing my whore body for the use of men is all I can do. They will destroy me on camera. As to the gaped loose cunt of mine? Well obviously they had their plans to exploit that too.

Ass rape porn


Not only did they get creative but they also managed to destroy my holes like never before. Again, this was a snuff set and the movie was pushing to the depths of more darkness.

Of course this meant some really deranged shit.
Evidently they had their own private abortion clinic for whores they bred to abort the spawns for their filthy filming. It was one of these aborted spawns freshly removed in a late stage ruining.

And they shoved that thing so far up my chopped liver cunt curtains that my anal prolapse was pushing out with the outline of the spawn of filth.

Ass rape porn a twisted tale…

This thing wasn’t dead yet but it sure did die inside my scraped out womb.

Finally the pushing of this filth spawn from my ass was the end scene of the most deranged film yet. A film star for snuff is all I am good for.

It’s true that I am continually fixed and brought back in order to continue my use as a filthy cunt. And yes, this has me as the Frankenhooker of snuff cinema.

I live for your sadistic pleasure. And most importantly my life is only worth living to appease the demons on film. Truth be told that I am Snuff Barbie of prostitution and defilement. 

A young girls dream of being made a star has come true. And now I want to be the role model for all the filthy whore runaways addicted to drugs. 

Snuff sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Might Make You My Victim

murder phone sex fantasiesHolidays bring out the extreme murder phone sex fantasies. I am always game to kill on and off the phone. Peter wanted to kill his ex-girlfriend. He wanted it to be painful and brutal. He needed my help for that. I am always game for torture and death. I met his ex at a party, and I made nice with her. I had to lure her away so her ex could execute his plan and her. I kind of liked her and I hate everyone. But money is money, and her ex paid me double my asking price. I drove her to my place for some after party drinks. I was amazed she trusted me. I looked different. I dressed in trendy clothes. I did my hair and my makeup more mainstream. I am a Goth girl, but this time, I looked like the typical girl out on the town looking for fun. She had no clue she was about to be a snuff porn star. I felt bad for her. Again, I never have feelings. She told me all about her psycho ex-boyfriend. When I heard the story, I changed the plan. I took a risk and told her about his plot to murder her.

In that moment, we bonded like I have never bonded with anyone. Peter had to die. We turned the tables on him. It was not easy, but my plan worked. He thought she was passed out, but she tackled him, which allowed me to restrain him. His death was epic, and painful, and a bit sparkly, LOL. I put a firecracker in his ass and blew his asshole out. It was messy, but painful. It did not kill him. We had to insert bigger and badder fireworks. We even used sparklers in is holes. His flesh was burning off his body. He could not believe that I took his money to kill his girl, and now he was the snuff sex victim. This guy was a psycho wife beater type. He wanted her dead because she broke free from his years of abuse. I am not pro woman or anything. I hate most women, but this girl, she was cool. She was a survivor. I let her put the final firecracker in a hole that I carved out in his belly. This was the one that killed him. Blew his guts out literally. I gave her half the money he gave me to kill her. I mean she did help me kill him. She earned every penny.

Accomplice Phone Sex? Who Do You Want to Kill Today?

accomplice phone sexI love accomplice phone sex. I kill a lot of folks solo. Sometimes, I am just the hired help to kill someone, and other times, I am just that annoyed at someone. Either way, it is more fun to snuff someone with an accomplice. I had the joy of a revenge kill last night. And it was not the typical revenge murder for hire either. This guy did not want to kill a woman who done him wrong or who ignored him. This guy wanted to kill his high school bully, who appears to still be a bully. According to my client, the target made his life a living hell in school. My client just got stronger with time. Smarter too. He is a technology genius and has sold a bunch of apps for a lot of money. I got my money up front just in case he was posing. For murder for hire jobs, I take Bitcoin only. Large cash payments draw suspicion when someone dies or goes missing. My client had some rape phone sex fantasies for the victim. They always do, it is just usually a woman they are force fucking one last time. If my client wanted to butt fuck some bully before I killed him, no skin off my nose.

I lured the target away. He was a sexual predator anyway. I have been researching and studying this guy for weeks. I would have killed him for free if I had just met him on my own. When I got him to my kill shack, I gave him a spiked drink. Once he was disoriented, my client made his appearance. He made the former high school bully his ass rape porn star. He fucked him the traditional way for a bit before he grabbed a huge baseball bat and shoved it up his ass. This is not my typical revenge scenario, but it was just as hot, maybe hotter. I castrated the target while he got sodomized. This was not about him getting off. This was about my client getting closure. And he did. I paralyzed the victim with a drug while I dismembered his body slowly. Before I fed him to the wildlife in pieces, I put his severed balls in his mouth. My own spin on a ball gag. Hey, you want to get rid of someone? I do not care who the victim is, as long as you pay my way.

Killer Phone sex Fire Lover Harper

Killer Phone sex

Killer phone sex for all the men in my life who like to play with fire.  Deadly, body-melting fire! I love everything about the hot flames and the white-hot heat that fire gives us. And I just can’t get over how fire consumes everything and it’s path. Fire doesn’t discriminate fire just takes what it wants for fuel melting, burning, and leaving only ashes and bones in its wake. Fire is a living being, breathing, eating, and reproducing all in a matter of seconds. Cultures worship the flame, and rightfully so! The most majestic and delay of all the elements Fire is a perfect addition to snuff play for a killer like me.   One of my favorite hobbies is to go walking through a forest that has caught on fire and seeing all the destruction that it has left.

Bodies of creatures taken by the flames show me how important the fire is for cleansing cleaning out all the rubbish. I’m sure that you understand the amount of destruction fire can bring. If you ever put in a house fire or had your car engine catch on fire and then you know that you are close to death. It takes just a second for fire to take its hold The true killer if there ever was one.

And when you set fire to a body things that happen are just so wonderful. Your flesh starts to melt and cook and crisp up. And all those nerve endings underneath the skin and even into the first layer of your muscle light up bigger than the flames could ever could. Searing intense never-ending pain. I once poured hot boiling water on me and I swear that I was going to die.  Fire is the best accomplice because there are so many ways fire can kill! I remember how It left a nice little blister bubbles and took a while to heal. I was in pain the whole process nothing really helps not pain pills, not creams. Just think about those wards with all those little fire victims The skin grass that has immense pain. Fun fact most people who are set on fire or involved in a fire that is burning out of control, they welcome death by smoke inhalation first.

That’s why the made-up hell of the Christian God always talks about burning because they know it is the most extreme pain and that’s a horrible way to die, imagine never dying of being burned continuously. There would be no mind no rational thought only blazing hurt. So when people talk about the most painful way to die during my accomplice phone sex I always tell them fire. Whether I have to pour gasoline on your body or throw you into a crematorium dying by fire is always the most brutal.  Burn for me, baby!

Sex With dead bodies at the pig farm

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies of lolitas like me and their mothers! Can you feel them growing cold around your cock? Chubby sluts who need a purpose in this life, will find it after death!  I will help you fuck corpses as long as I have a hand in the slaying. Men have called me a sick freak and still jack cocks off to that wonderful decapitation. Imagine with me if you will a pig farm made up entirely of chunky monkeys. (Im not talking about the ice cream either.) The scene is set and I have a devious plan for our victims. Chubby women and girls rolling around in their own filth. Discarded by society but perfect to feed the hungry. But with humans, I can have creative fun disemboweling dn chopping heads off for some Necrophilia phone sex Stroke your cock to me helping you kill some fat women and fuck them afterlife!necrophilia phone sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for Hire

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies for hire is a thing. I was made an offer I could not refuse. A woman paid me more money than I could dream of for a contract hit on her cheating husband. She is a former porn star I met by chance a few years ago and we became fast friends. She married this really rich oil tycoon’s son. The son never worked an honest day in his life, but he did not need to because he inherited his daddy’s money. The rumor always was that junior killed daddy for the money. He was overdue some karma. I think this former porn star married for love, but their union turned sour quickly. She has an airtight prenuptial, and the only way her and her son would get anything is in his death. I have met him a few times. Real piece of work. Wife beater. Woman abuser. Self-entitled prick. I was happy to kill him for her. I did it while she had an iron clad alibi. Her now dead husband has a thing for young blonde hookers. I was not young enough for him. But we did a bait and switch at a no tell motel. I posed online as a Lolita hooker. I have been in the seedy snuff porn world long enough to know a few things. How to make murder look like an accidental overdose. How to be a chameleon to get away with murder. How to hide the money trail. How to make a man look like a bigger deviant than he is. How to leave no DNA. Men have long underestimated me as a blonde bimbo. Her rich ex never saw it coming. I wanted to castrate him and shove his dick down his throat make it look like a sex killing, but it had to look like he was hiring a jailbait street hooker to party with and fuck and that he just partied too hard. And it did. When a rich man dies, his wife is always suspect number one. But with the right accomplice phone sex partner, the wife never is indicted in murder.

Fucking Beheaded Teen Whore’s Mouth and Throat

Teen phone sex

You set up the guillotine as I beg for you to spare my life. I promise to forget everything, to give you everything, even myself, but you won’t budge. You know that there is more fun awaiting after you chop off my head. You let the blade go, and watch my head fall into the basket below. My mouth is still open in horror, which is just perfect for you. You stick your hard cock inside of my mouth, now dead and unattached from my body, and fuck my deceased throat. Dead girls have the best gag reflex, none, so you can get as deep as you want inside of me. Your cock slides down my tongue and sticks out of my neck. I deserve to have my head be used as a pussy pocket. You don’t care what happens to teen sluts like me. You picked me off like you would pick and apple off a tree, and used me for your own desires. Now, you can truly cum down my throat.