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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies Murder phone sex fantasies are rampant in my sick mind. Seriously, I meet more people I want to kill than I want to fuck. My callers only feed my killer fantasies. This may be the wrong profession for a Goth chick with murder on the mind. I was watching some insipid Disney film with a caller early last week. He likes young girls. He wanted me to castrate his pervert cock for liking young girls. They way I see it, those little Disney princesses are cock teases. The world needs less of those, not more. After watching Disney cock teases, I went hunting. This was a solo hunt sadly. When young girls are the target of my rage, I prefer a male accomplice. Someone who can enjoy their little fuck holes first. That way none of the little whore goes to waste once I kill her. I can just look at a little girl and know if she is going to grow up to be one of those cheap whores that have way too many babies and expects us to pay for them.  I saw the perfect victim at the mall. She looked like a little beauty queen. Whore makeup and slutty clothes and attitude a mile long. She was shaking down old perverts for candy and jewelry. I told her I would be happy to spoil her, but she told me to get lost because she wasn’t into old whores. I am not even 30 yet. I punched her in the face just right to incapacitate her. Tossed her into my trunk. I drove her to my cabin in the woods and did very bad things to her. I should have made a snuff porn of what I did to her. I cut off her clit and her nipples. I fisted her cunnie and ass. I shaved off her pretty hair. I dismembered her just to hear her scream. Then, I roasted her over an open flame and ate her tender age body. No one will find her unless they examine my shit.

Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture

bondage phone sexI do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.

I Love Cold Dead Bodies

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They say find something you love doing and you’ll never work a day in your life.  I fucking love my job.  Wanna know why?  It allows me all the Necrophilia Phone Sex I want.  I can’t help it.  I just love cold dead bodies.   It’s such a fucking turn on.  Nobody else ever wants to come in here so the morgue is like my sanctuary.  It’s the one place that I can be sick and twisted self and no one will bother me.  The first thing I do is strip naked.  Then, I carefully inspect the findings of the day.  There’s so much beauty in death.  My pussy immediately gets moist at the sights.  I wanna smell them, taste them.  Feeling their cold flesh against my lips.  The taste of them on my tongue.   I grab cold stiff fingers and shove them up my hot wet cunt.  Finger fucking myself with corpse digits.

I wonder what tonight will bring me.  I can’t wait.

A Little Killer Phone Sex Nevery Hurt Anybody, Said No One

killer phone sexIf there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s Killer Phone Sex.  Working here at the morgue, I always like to hear the stories of how they got here.  Natural deaths are a bore unless they make good fuck puppets.  I would much rather have the bloody, gory fucked up bodies.  That’s what turns me on.  All that deliciously dark red blood.  Playing with dead bodies is such a turn on for me.  I’m always intrigued to find men with the same dark and twisted fantasies I have.  I love it when they enjoy blood play as much as I do.

Taking calls while I’m at work is especially fun.  The other night I had a guy call me who wanted me to be his accomplice for some snuff phone sex.  I of course jumped at the chance.  He wanted us to kidnap, rape and torture his ex.  Apparently she liked girls more than she liked him so I took my smoking hot ass to the bar and slipped her a little something in her drink to incapacitate her.  It was all downhill for her from there.  So we bring her back to my job where we abruptly woke her up by punching her in her face, breaking a couple of her teeth. 

Being awakened in such a manner was a total shock to this bitch.  But what was more shocking to her was when she realized where she was.  That’s when all the fun began.  We fucked her cunt and asshole with various sharp medical instruments as she screamed bloody murder and begged for her life.  Blood was running all down her legs.Once we got bored with that task, I pulled out my bone saw.  I stood back in awe at the rage in this guy.  He began with her fingers, then her toes.  It wasn’t til he sawed her legs off at mid thigh that the blood really began to squirt all over the place. 

Fortunately for her, death came quickly after that.  She bled out.  After that, we fucked like wild beasts on the floor rolling around in all that nice warm thick blood.  What a rush!

Extreme Bondage Phone Sex Slave

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex to the extreme is one of the many things I do. I am a submissive slut, but I am not the 50 Shades of Gray kind of BDSM girl. That is so tame in comparison to my life. I have a master who is a far cry from Mr. Gray. He is more like Freddy Krueger or Jason Vohrees if they were real and owned bitches. He had me chained in his basement dungeon for days. I was deprived heat and water, even food. I had no potty breaks which meant I was shitting and pissing where I was chained up. I was on the rag too, but I was not even given basic sanitary protection. I knelt in my own piss, shit and blood for several days until he decided he wanted to play with his dirty pet. I was relived when I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs, but it was short lived. He had a friend with him. One with four legs and a big slimy red rocket. I was made to suck it before he would even grant me one wish. After I downed man’s best friend’s nasty spunk, I begged to clean myself up. He just laughed at me and had his friend piss on me. No wish was granted. He came downstairs to have some nasty fun with his play thing. He had a dildo made of glass to penetrate my fuck holes, but before he fucked his slave, he smashed the dildo, so he was fucking me with broken glass. He is a sub’s worst nightmare. He likes to shred flesh, scar a whore. He told me I was too pretty with too perfect holes to be his slave, so he ruined me. He tore my cunt from the inside out, my ass too then he tied me back up. He said he had a surprise for me later. I think I would rather die.

Cutting Off My Cunt

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Knife play has been kind of new for me but I’ve really started to enjoy the way a blade feels when it drag across my skin. The intense pleasure and pain mixture blows my mind. I had just started by making slices along my inner thighs and belly but today I got a wild idea. I should start cutting off pieces of my pussy. Starting with my labia, I started removing the layers of my meat curtains. Each piece I carefully placed on my tummy, making a collection of my own flesh to marvel at after I was done. Then I finally make it to my clit. I take the blade and drag it from the tippy-top of my sex button, pressing down and slicing it right down the middle making a perfect filet. My entire body shakes and shiver out of fear and pleasure, I cum instantly almost. I think it’s time that I move to more advance cutting techniques, what ideas do you have?

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies with Dusty

My boyfriend and I really love to get into some dirty fucking trouble and the trail of blood and dismembered parts will be the only sign we leave behind. We like to go up to this Lookout area that becomes a total fuck place after dark. I really love pulling an unsuspecting young couple apart and watch my boyfriend rape fantasy the dumb little slut as I ride her Boyfriends cock giving him the best fuck of his life, before I take his life.

As I feel the pathetic fool nearing his expulsion of cum I slit his fucking throat making sure the girlfriend see’s every bit. With such a move that bastard came like mad and I wanted to be sure the slut got her chance with it. I strap-on this cock I made from one of the guys I cut and killed. This special taxidermied dick will penetrate her cunt while she is in pure horror of having a zombie cock fucking her and I will push the jizz into her hole laughing the whole time. My boyfriend will work on cutting her stomach open and ejaculating into it while I collect their heads via decapitation. We have a lot of fun with the heads before tossing them over the cliff into the ocean. I love a good messy fuck and nothing like dismemberment and fucking to really make me thirsty.

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Taboo Phone Sex Whore Needs a Dominant Daddy

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Taboo phone sex is my specialty. I do the things most women won’t even consider. That is because I am a submissive whore. My only goal in life is to serve men, no matter how dark their fantasies may be. I was raised to put men’s needs first. My father was never loving with me. I was daddy’s slave. He pimped me out and used me for his own sexual needs. I never minded because I knew I was lucky he put a roof over my head and clothes on my bimbo body. Although, I have not seen daddy in years, I am naturally attracted to older men with a dark side. Sometimes, I regret that I have daddy issues. It leads me down a dark path more often than not. When I met Brian on the dark net, he seemed like the perfect bad daddy for me. He was into punishing girls. He sounded like an old school BDSM man, but when I met him, he was something far more sinister. He pushed me into the basement of his nice house. I was stripped naked and tied to a rack where he whipped me until I bled. I felt like a nigger slave who had fled the plantation and got caught. He was much crueler than he led me to believe. I was thinking spanking, bondage and maybe some flogging, but he tore the flesh from my bones and urinated into my bleeding wounds. It was both humiliating and painful. His cock was rock hard. “I like punishing you baby girl,” he said as he whipped me with one hand, and jacked off with the other.  I was fighting back the tears. My real daddy punished me harder if I cried. Turned out this daddy wanted me to cry because when I couldn’t fight back my tears anymore, he stopped whipping me. I guess I need to work on being a better whore so I can know what my daddies want from their little whore.

Snuff Porn: Life Imitates Art

snuff pornI love snuff porn. It is foreplay for me. I brought a guy home from a party last night. He thought he was getting lucky. He was in away, but really, it was me who was the lucky one. I was going to snuff him. He was annoying as fuck. Wouldn’t take no for an answer at the party. Followed me around like a puppy dog and even insulted me when I said no for the tenth time. He was the friend of a friend, so I was giving him the benefit of the doubt. That benefit was gone when he said I should feel grateful for the attention. He was so stupid, he bought my 180 turn around. I mean what woman goes to saying no 100 times to suddenly begging a guy to come home with her? No girl plays that hard to get. The way I saw it, he deserved to be killed for being that stupid. I tied him up to my bed claiming I wanted to have some BDSM fun. I put in a porn movie. He thought it was going to be a kinky porno, so he was horrified to see a man being castrated and tortured to death by a Goth goddess. He still didn’t understand that life was about to imitate art. I put a ball gag in his mouth because the annoying sound of his voice was going to make me kill him quickly. I wanted to enjoy the snuff sex.  I cut his balls off first, then I severed his cock. I made minor cuts all over his body before I severed a major artery and watched him bleed out slowly. I think killing him should have won me a prize or something. I did the world a favor. Maybe I need to do the world another favor and get rid of you too?

The Twelve Days of Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexI have a little game going for the holiday season called the “The Twelve Days of Castration.” So, if you enjoy castration phone sex, you should get some of my special holiday spirit. December is always my highest month for junk removal. People, especially men, annoy the fuck out of me. There are so few real men in this world anymore. We have a society of cry babies, sissies, self-entitled assholes, wimps, cyber bullies, whiners and misogynistic pigs. So, I spread holiday cheer by ensuring that fewer of them exist in the world. The thing about men, even those I don’t deem very manly, is they never report sexual assault. I think removing someone’s nuts constitutes assault, at least torture sex. I am collecting worthless nut sacks all months for my jingle balls collection. I chop off the nuts, persevere them in formaldehyde and use red or green dye to give them a festive look. I have a collection of holiday nuts adorning my fireplace like stockings. We all know more than one man who should not reproduce. Maybe even you! Last night I removed the nuts of a 20-year-old college boy who likes to roofie coeds then force fuck them. He was nominated for my Twelve Days of Castration by a friend of mine who works at the university and is tired of him getting off every time with a slap on the wrist. Patriarchal boys club mentality doesn’t scare me. I am a sadistic bitch with a huge ass knife collection. Tyler won’t be assaulting coeds anymore. Fuck, he won’t even be assaulting his own dick anymore. Tonight’s recipient of free junk removal is Kirk, a red neck cheating wife abuser. His wife found me on the dark net and offered to pay me, but I was happy to take his nuts for free after hearing all about him. Will you be on my naughty list this year?