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Torture Sex Killer for Hire

torture sexTorture sex killer is my handle on the darknet. I have no problem finding men who want to hire me for the jobs that they lack the balls to do. I am a sick bitch with no remorse. I am not cheap, but I am efficient. Taylor contacted me last week for a job he needed done quickly. He was hiring me as a contract killer on his girl friend’s daughter. The girl is your typical spoil bitch cock tease. She has been blowing her mother’s boyfriend for gifts and money for months now. She denies him access to her perfect cunt, however. She recently told him she needed a new car, or she would tell her mother that he forced himself on her. He has plenty of money to buy her a car. He has plenty of money to hire her executioner too. Smart man. He knew it would never stop. She would blackmail him until she was old enough that touching his dick wouldn’t matter. He paid me what three cars would have cost. When he showed me her picture, my cunt got wet at the thought of a teen rape porn with this slut. I hate hot teen cock teases like her. I killed her last night. Today’s headline read, “The Grisly Death of a Cheerleader.”  I made it look like a home invasion gone wrong. Terribly wrong. I massacred the bitch while her mom was out with my client giving him an airtight alibi. I stabbed her in the cunt a few times. Sexually mutilated her perfect teen body. Chopping off her perky tits was my favorite part. She cried and screamed as I stabbed her porcelain skin. By the time I was done, she was unrecognizable. Just a pile of raw hamburger meat. The sexual frenzy would make it look like a deranged madman or maybe a ritualistic murder.  Anything to make the cops look for a stranger. A deranged psychopathic killer like me. Who can I slay for you?

 

Feeding You That Manhood

Castration Phone SexI love tormenting my sissy fuck faggots like you. I am a very sadistic cunt who has no remorse for the things I do. There is a reason I wear stiletto heels, one instance is when I crush balls while making stupid pin pricks stroke what they call a dick but I call a joke. I love the feeling of the balls squeezing and them whimpering and I slap that stupid face. I love making a guy stroke harder while I cut your balls out of that sack and drip the blood as lube and don’t you dare cry, you are a man not a bitch. I make deep cuts on that manhood of yours and make you keep stroking even though it’s bloody playdough at this point. Keep stroking like you are going to cum and I just slice it off cutting into your soft fleshy hand. I tell you to open up and I feed your vienna sausage to you. You fall over and I stand there getting myself off laughing the whole time.

Monty’s Bloody Auction House- Two

Mutilation phone sexI watched myself on the monitor and stared at the views and comments they were making. At lot of people were saying “Yummy” and swapping out recipes. Others were insults and vulgar comments like “Can’t wait to see this stupid dumb whore hacked to bits, it’s going to make me explode”. All I could do was whimper and cry begging for them to stop, which only made things worse. Of course I was dumb and stupid, the perfect target. No one would miss me. According to the timer on the screen it was 2 hours before the man came back. This time he covered his face with a strange clown mask which only allowed for you to see his mouth. When he stepped in front of the camera the chatroom soon filled with “Hey Monty”, “Yay Monty’s here” from the eager audience ready for some bloodshed. He addressed them “Hello my loyal followers, as you can see I have secured quite the beauty for us to…enjoy”. He walked to his computer and launched another window to display on the screen label Bid: currently with a zero next to it. “As most of you know, but in case of newcomers. Highest bid wins, blood vials of course can be purchased as always in the store among other none bid worthy parts” he chuckled. He then grab a large bonesaw and walked towards me. “It’s your big debut sweetheart” he laughed and licked my face. “Let’s begin the Mutilation!” he cheered on in the camera. The chat blew up with cheers and encouragement. All ready to watch me be cut into bits for sale.

Let’s Taste Each Other

Cannibalism phone sexIt was a blind date, one of my close friends suggested him to me. She said he was my kind of peculiar. It wasn’t until near the end of the evening I figured out what she had meant. We had met up earlier in the day to catch a movie. He was a nice looking man very well mannered and polite. He was also very gentle which I didn’t really care for, but the way he was so careful was curious. After the movie he offered to cook us dinner back at his place. I accepted to be polite although I was finding our date very boring. He sat me down at the table and started to prepare things in kitchen. He grabbed a hefty size knife and walked over to the table. He then said “Have you ever tasted yourself Juliet?” he grinned placing the tip of the knife against his tongue. It was like a new person suddenly I couldn’t quite explain it. “I’m not sure what you mean” I replied curiously. He paused and answered “I think to be truly intimate with someone, you should share your flavor with them.” As he finished he pulled up his sleeve and sliced off a slice of his own flesh, and walked into the kitchen placing it in the frying pan. I smiled, when I finally understood that he was my kind of peculiar. I walked into the kitchen and took the knife from his hand and cut off a slice of myself. “In that case, let’s taste each other” I grinned.

Castrating a Loser To The Extreme

This pathetic mother fucker thought he could treat all women like objects for his fucking desires and chose the wrong one for a target. Nothing like taking this loser on with some hot mutilation phone sex fun. We traced his tags back to an address and showed up there in the stealth of the night after determining his schedule. Myself and two of my biker gang brothers let ourselves in and the fun began. I visited him at his bed as though a dream come true, looking hot as fuck and had him dumb as all men tend to be over these breasts. I straddled him and quickly drew my knife and slit his fucking ball sack with a swift swipe of my blade. As he bent over in pain my brothers came in and took turns ripping his bitch ass wide open as they fantasy raped the fuck out of it and had it torn and bleeding, much like his balls.

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Delicious Dish of Snuff Phone Sex Served Hot

Intrigued by snuff phone sex are we? Maybe you have a true evil streak that borderlines a serial killer like desire for another kind of jerk off fantasies. No one ever understood you and you really couldn’t let others in on what really goes on in that head of yours. I bet you sit and fantasize about severed body parts and the things you could do with some dumb mute. I would even go so far as to surmise that you often think about human flesh delicacies like those sweet nipples on that Hooker last night or the huge clit of the neighbor you fantasy raped recently. Well my darkling I think you need to get something evil brewing for that spunk to flow. I’m you apprentice or you can be mine with the desire you wish to fulfill brought to me.

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I Get Off To Pathetic Losers Kidnapped

Kidnapping Phone SexI love keeping fags tied up in my basement and them doing what I want at my every snap of my finger. I needed more and bigger losers than the ones I have right now, I have been stalking this house on the other side of town of a man who seems to be quite the loner. I dressed up in my most provocative outfit and walked up to his door at night and asked him if he could come help me with something at my house and I would bring him right back. Guys are so fucking stupid, we arrived at my house and I told him down in my basement and stepped back when he saw the other losers and I was at the stairway with my cattle prod, I zapped him and told him to get the fuck back. My lackey came up behind him and passed him out and he awoke shackled down, I was stood over him placed one heel on his shoulder and started rubbing my juicy fat pussy with my fingers I was going to get off with him in distress. I love how fragile these fags look when I fuck with their head. I love kidnapping stupid guys and raping their assholes and mouth. I told my lackey to fuck him up his ass so I could cum. I warned him not to make a sound or he gets zapped again. I had my fingers in my cunt and everytime he got fucked it pushed my fingers deeper. I came so hard looking at this pathetic loser and wiped my fingers on him.

He Made For The Perfect Stew

Cannabilism Phone SexThere was a guy who lived a couple houses down and I noticed he was always alone. He was so enamoured with me and was convinced I was a vampiress or something ridiculous. I walked down to his house and invited him over later that afternoon. He came over and I hadn’t had any dick in a while so I had him fuck me on the sofa, of course he was not going to be coming. His dick was a disappointment so I made him get me off by eating my bald tight pussy with my nice juicy fat lips. I got up and I was wearing my corset and long high heels boots, I round kicked him in the face dropping him to the floor. I stood over his body with the blood from his nose dripping down his chin, I was laughing at this loser. I smashed his face and he was groaning, I got down and held his head and said to him “ I will relieve you of your most precious organ and feed it to you, not like it would be much of a meal”. I smashed his face again with my heels and then I started smashing his ribs while rubbing my cunt. I loved the sound of his bones breaking and cracking. He laid there lifeless and I knew what I would do with him, I skinned him and cut up all his meat and cooked a stew with it. I made my way over to the local soup kitchen with my new stew and watched all those people eating that pathetic loser with a smile on my face.

Extreme Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets extreme with a submissive druggy whore like me. I got a bit tied up last night. I am not exactly sure how it happened either.  I was in a bar drinking with strangers. I know I was hitting guys up to party. I am a cougar whore. I love to party and fuck. I like coke too much and it gets me in some predicaments like last night. The last thing I clearly remember was doing lines of coke in the bathroom with this college dude.  I had been playing pool, drinking, flirting and partying with some frat boys. When I woke up, I was tied up and suspended with some dude I had no memory of meeting. He was not one of the frat boys. I don’t think he was even at the bar. He had a pulsating vibrator attached to my clit that was giving me orgasm after orgasm. I know that doesn’t sound bad, but rapid cums in close succession like that over stimulates your pussy and hurts. I asked him who he was and how I got there. Apparently, the frat boys I was partying with sold me for $500 to this guy. WTF? They can’t sell a person. I demanded to be let go. He was not having any of my sass. He took a blow torch to my cunt and asshole. Torture sex is why he bought me. The pain made me pass out. He liked me awake, however. I could feel my flesh melting. I could smell my flesh burning. I puked. The way I was suspended, I only managed to puke all over myself. The torture went on for hours like some strange Pavlov’s dog experiment. It was like he was trying to get me to associate cumming with pain. I am a pain slut but burning the flesh from my skin was more than I could bear. Eventually, I passed out and couldn’t be revived. He dumped my body in an alley. I woke up when a bum was pissing on me.

Ass Rape Porn Gets Me Coke and Pain

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star. Not mainstream porn, however. My stuff is all on the dark net. It is for men who like seeing anal torture. For men who get off on prolapsed and bleeding assholes. Does that sound like you? I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine. My need for blow leads to poor decision making. My husband cut off my allowance years ago. Most dealers won’t float me any more blow. I must make underground movies for sick directors to make money, so I can get high. Not all the directors are men.  The last anal torture sex film I made was directed by a bull dyke. She hates women like me because we remind her of her whore mother. Apparently, mommy dearest pimped her daughter out for coke. If I had a baby girl, I would have done the same thing. This woman likes to pay old mommy whores like me for pain and torture films. At first, it didn’t seem that bad. At least not compared to what I have done in the past. I can handle a fuck machine ramming warp speed in and out of my ass. I didn’t want to act like it didn’t hurt, so I moaned and moved around like a wounded bird. When she stopped the machine to lube it up, I was no longer acting. She doused the dildo part in icy hot. My ass was on fire. If that was all she did, I would have been fine, but she added crushed glass to the icy hot. My anus was shredding and burning. The more my skin tore, the more it burned. She laughed the entire time. I cried. By the time she was done, my asshole looked like raw meat. I cried so hard. I still can’t piss, fuck or shit without grimacing in pain. At least I got a fix.

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