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Cannibalism Phone Sex Because I Don’t Leave a Trace

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex might not be your cup of tea. So, if it is not, move along. But I am a sick bitch with lots of taboo predilections. The way I view cannibalism is that it is better to eat the body you just killed than to get caught. I am simply a conservationist who believes in disposing of any harmful or toxic waste in a manner that does not disrupt nature’s ecological process.

Plus, have you seen the cost of groceries lately? However, poor losers can provide me with several months’ worth of meat. What you cannot do for me while you are alive, you can do for me in death. Make yourself useful to a snuff porn Goth goddess. Let me kill you and eat you.

In a way I am like a Praying Mantis. I bite the head off my playmates. Although I do not need sex in the conventional way most folks do. I do use my Goth appeal to lure guys when I am starting to run low on man meat. I let Xander worship my body first. He ate my pussy. And he licked my ass, but instead of fucking him or even sucking his cock, I bit it off and drank his blood like a vampire.

I am a Praying Mantis of Sorts. After Mating I Bite Your Head Off or Maybe Your Dick

His testicles I bit off next. I know he thought we would fuck, but I was hungry. So, I left bites and cuts all over his skin to exsanguinate him. A body drained of blood just cooks better. I shoved a stick so far up his ass that it came out the other end. Plopped him over an open flame and slow cooked him for hours to get that tender meat.

He can take solace in the fact that he will feed me for months. Most men can serve me better in their death than they can alive. I am not the GFE kind of woman. More like sadistic phone sex kind of woman. I ate some of Xander last night after he cooked for hours. And I must say that I will enjoy feasting on his flesh. And no doubt, the wild animals that live in the woods behind my kill shack will enjoy his bones.

Torture sex is what my friend and I got

My friends and I learned a lesson when we got some Torture sex from a nasty perv, we ran into. I blame my friend because she is a dumb whore. “We will knock on the door and pretend we are raising money for our debate club” she said to me as we walked up to the door. After knocking on the door, she says “hello sir we are raising money for our club would you be able to donate today?”. He has a devious look and responds with “Yes come in while I get my wallet”.

Torture sex

Therefore, we walled right in and followed him to the kitchen. As we waited, he gave us some water. But after drinking it I woke up; we were both naked and tied up. “Dumb bitches, you should know better than to knock at a registered door” he laughed and spanked us both. “I’m an offender and I like young holes like yours” he laughed as he pushed his fingers inside our cunts. After that he sniffed our pussy juices off his fingers. “Nice and ripe for the pickin” he laughed.

Right after that he pulled his cock out and started to fulfill his Rape phone sex fantasies with us and rammed his cock in my friend’s asshole. She screamed out but it didn’t matter she had taped over her mouth. I watched as her asshole was ripped open and blood was rushing down her legs.

He never stopped. He just grabbed her by the neck and used her ass to jack him off. Finally, he moaned out “die bitch” as he squeezed her neck until it snapped and filled her ass with his sperm. “Did you hear the snap, lucky for you she took all my energy” he said to me teasingly. I had another day to figure out how to get out of this, is all I could think. 

Bloody Phone Sex Accomplice for Making Men Wiggle

Bloody phone sex accomplice for making men wiggle. Last night I was at a Dinner party with my Boss. And my boyfriend wasn’t happy about how my Boss kept touching me. As I laughed and flirted with Mr. D, my boyfried got all pissy.

Now I imagine you want to know about this making men wiggle thing. Let me explain. When a body is hit with a sudden intense force of a moving object… say a train… they kind of wiggle. Like to be completely forceably split in two at the waist, belly, or some part like that.

In this moment, Essentially the nerves are making like a dance move and the body wiggles.  Now There seems to be lots of blood, and intestines hanging out. This is when I find it to be a wonderful kinky time to jerk off my bosses cock.

Finally, as my boyfriend struggles, gargles words. Seems there’s so much blood in his throat and is fully aware of what I am doing. Just watching as that cock ejaculates. Now, I take a sledge hammer and slam it into his head and make his brains ejaculate.

At last it’s time to say ciao. Bye bye loser and thanks for the boob job!

Bloody Phone Sex

Torture Sex Revenge Showed James What Happens to Traitors

torture sexTorture sex kind of days are my kind of days. As a cruel mistress, my subjects should know to never double cross me. And James double crossed me. I have a side business running drugs. And he thought I would never miss $100,000 and three kilos of coke. When my goon squad discovered him holed up in some dingy no tell motel on the outskirts of town, I knew I would get my revenge. Plus, I knew I had to make an example out of him. Show my employees what happens to snakes who betray me.

I woke him up from a deep sleep with my steel blade pressed against his jugular. “Wake-up,” I purred in his ear. I do believe he woke up like he saw a ghost. Well he sort of did. He saw the sadistic phone sex bitch he betrayed. My goons dragged him out of his bed and duct taped him to a chair. Although he screamed and fought, I paid off the motel clerk the same amount James stole from me. As he babbled about being loyal and just messing up once, I tied his ankles and arms with barbed wire. I even pulled out his worthless pecker and tied it up too.

No One Betrays Me and Lives to Do it Again

James fucked with the wrong bitch. As he struggled, I watched in glee as the wire cut through his flesh. However, I had only just begun. I gave him no mercy. In fact, I streamed our little revenge session so my other employees would know you don’t steal from me. I carved thief into his flesh and watched the blood trickle down. James just kept on pleading. But I needed him to suffer. A quick death would be no fun. Although he kept pleading for forgiveness, his pleas fell on deaf ears. A little too late. He only felt sorry that I caught him.

I got out a baseball bat and hobbled him. Broke his ankles and busted his kneecaps. Oh, how I love the sound of bones crushing. Erotic as fuck to me. I put a castration band around his thieving testicles too. While his thieving balls turned blue, I broke each finger with a nutcracker. Although he trashed about in pain, I decided to let him loose. Not like he could run from me. He tried to stand up but fell to the ground with a thud.sadistic phone sex

While he laid on the floor like the broken man he was, I hogtied him. His limbs looked limp like a ragdoll’s limbs because I broke them. My live stream turned into a snuff porn. While hog tied, I carved him up even more. His blood stained the sheets on the bed, and likely the mattress too. But I did not care. Before long, the motel room would be like a horror movie set. A very bloody one. I broke out my chainsaw and took off his arms. But I basked in the blood that sprayed from his arms.

Those Who Betray Me Go Feet First into the Woodchipper

He continued to plea for mercy. And he insisted it was not too late to take him to the hospital. But it was. He did not yet grasp the fact that he would not live. Although I used a tourniquet to slow the blood loss, that was only to prolong his agony. I placed a plastic bag over his traitor head and left a small hole so he could barely breathe. While I laughed at his battered, bloody, broken body, my goon squad brought the woodchipper in.

I disposed of his body. He went in the woodchipper broken feet first. James’ last image was of me covered in his blood and sinew. I think now he understood what happens to traitors. Let his death be a lesson to you. Never betray me.

Torture sex is just the very beginning of our fun Daddy!

Torture sex Torture sex is just the very beginning of our fun Daddy! We get off on the thrill of making some hot piece of meat scream and beg for mercy, all while forcing them to cum for hours on end. It’s an exhilarating feeling, knowing that we have complete control over that sweet cunt!

But the real fun begins when the meat’s pussy is dripping wet from cumming. Our victim is so relaxed and out of it and then I start cutting into that soft, supple flesh. The shrill screams will get my hot pussy gushing for that Daddy cock. Then your hard Daddy cock starts fucking our little victim’s bloody face hard until there’s nothing left but a lifeless, mangled mess. It’s a beautiful sight to behold, I tell you.

Oh and it makes me cum so hard, hearing the sweet sound of bones breaking and blood gushing is like music to my ears. And don’t even get me started on the satisfaction of seeing a pretty face turn into nothing but chopped meat. It’s the ultimate form of artistic expression, and Daddy and I are master artists.

Cum hard for me Daddy, let me serve you, call for some hot Snuff sex. Trust me, no one can fulfill your darkest desires like I can. We’ll devour our meat after it is dripping with your hot cum. Nothing is like mulitating the meat!

 

Cheap Phone Sex

Cheap phone sex

 

I’m so glad that you reached out today. It was the cheap phone sex that caught your eye, wasn’t it? Don’t let that scare you away. We might be affordable, but I’m damn good at what I do. I have a very open mind, but some seem to think my mind is rather dark, due to what’s happened to me in the past.

                Do you even know what has happened to me? I have been beaten, kicked, punched, cut; everything you can think of. You would think that it would scare me out of having sex, but the pain I experienced, it has made me crave it more. Crave that pain. The pain is such a turn on and orgasmic. I had no idea that almost dying would make me feel so alive.

                Yes, I love the pain and long for it, but I would love to help you as well. If you need a victim, I can help you find them and do the unspeakable to them. Just let me join you, please. I’m begging!

Taboo Phone Sex and Blasphemy for Delicious Destruction

Starting your Day with destruction is delicious to me and so is Taboo phone sex. Let me inside your body to incriminate you and destroy your good will. That’s right I will make you do all those things that you surpress. Violate that daughter with your evil cock.

Now don’t be shy filthy pervert. Let yourself be owned by your seductive and sadistic white goddess. Obviously It’s only one life and best live it right. Soon I will enter you like the devil and make you destroy your innocence. Or that of your little bitch princess.

First off, Just lay back and let your mind drift as my voice so evil creeps deep inside your soul. That desire of violating young cunts is going to overtake you. Drifting from your body you dreamily play god to the young virginal sluts to be.

At last, just Penetrate that bald cunt for Satan old man. Now just rip off those panties and shove that weapon of innocence killing straight into your ticket to Hell. Finally, Tell me old man… how does that feel? As my evil sadistic laugh festers in your head and Satan speaks in tongues to you saying keep going pervert. Fuck your soul to the 8th level of Hell. Do it for Morticia.

Taboo phone sex

Evil Phone Sex Bitches Cost You Money, But We are Worth It

evil phone sexAs an evil phone sex bitch, I want my phone sex calls to be brutal. You can be my accomplice or my victim. But try to dominate me, I promise you that you will not enjoy the call. Unless that is your plan all long. I understand some men struggle to say what they want. So, they try to bait me into giving them what they are afraid to utter out loud.

This phenomenon happens in my real life too. My presence on the dark net is known well. I have a mercenary profile that gets a lot of traffic. Most guys bullshit me. Like they do not believe I am a human and think I am some bot. Not many female mercenaries in the world. Plus, many guys cannot afford my fees. If you have murder phone sex fantasies you want acted on, you need to shell out big bucks for such a thing.

Evil Bitches Like Me Do Not Kill You or Someone You Know for Free

I am not some drug addicted 20 something who will whack your wife for a few hundred dollars or the promise of some life insurance money. I am a skilled killer. And a skilled killer does not come cheap.  Why? Because we take all the risk for you to have all the fun. You get the benefit of a mercenary’s knowledge and skill. Folks like me kill for profit, so we need to be careful we never get caught.

However, I kill for fun too. Sometimes, I kill men who hired me because they revel themselves to me as being too stupid to breathe. Jeff, I had to kill because he became too wishy washy. He wanted his ex-wife killed out of jealously. No problem. I never care the reason if you pay me. But do not give me money then get cold fucking feet. I will not risk getting caught because you cannot follow through on the job you paid me to do. I took his money and made him bear food because I am a sadistic phone sex bitch.

Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex

 

Good evening everyone. It’s getting late and dark, which makes it the perfect time for you to join me in this accomplice phone sex. I have all these horrifying, yet absolutely delicious thoughts running through my mind. I have so many great ideas, that right now, it’s hard to choose just one.


I usually have more victim and submissive thoughts, but tonight I’m feeling rather sadistic. You’ll help me, won’t you? I’m ready to pick a stranger off the streets and turn them into a screaming victim! They have no idea what’s in store for them tonight.


We go back to an alley way, where all the fun can truly begin. I pull out my knife, and as I hold it up, the curved metal blade glistens in the moonlight. Our victim is on his knees, and when he sees that knife, he starts crying and begging for his life. I just start laughing. So tell me, when you call me tonight to get dark, how does this scenario end?

Snuff Porn and Cuddling Results in Your Death Cuz I’m Not Your Girlfriend

snuff pornHe asked me if I wanted to watch snuff porn and cuddle. So, I killed him. It was the cuddle part that made me reactive. The thought of spooning a human being makes me angry. It is no secret that I am a loner and a sick bitch. Never felt the need for romance or coupling. Not my style. Even when I think I meet someone who gets me, they ruin it eventually.

Dave and I had a nice run. We hunted and killed some girls together. He started off as a client. He hired me to kill his stepdaughter who he knocked up. Although most of my clients seem too squeamish to do the killing themselves, David had no problem grabbing a knife and helping me. I gave him a taste for bloody torture sex, and he wanted more. Although I am a loner, I do enjoy killing girls with an accomplice. However, men, I kill all by myself because what I do to a man’s junk leaves most men too sick to participate. Sympathy pains I think, LOL.

Men Do Not Heed My Warnings and End Up Dead and That’s on Them

But David assisted me killing 8 girls. We made several snuff flicks together. Things seemed like they were going well. Then last night after the Super Bowl, he popped in a snuff flick and got romantic. So fucking disappointing. Since I keep a knife always strapped to my body, it was like a knee jerk reaction. He put his arms around me and whispered sweet nothings about falling in love with me.  Like a cat with a furball stuck in its throat, I gagged a bit then stabbed him in the gut.

Fuck. He ruined my couch. And it really went with the rug. Now my favorite couch needed to be burned to get rid of the DNA. Although I do not think he had anyone in his life who would notice he was gone but me, I still burned the couch along with him. Hey, I warned him like I warn all men. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch, not your girlfriend.