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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.

Sadistic phone sex in the mornings is a sinful good time

https://snuffphonesex.com/harper/Sadistic phone sex starts my mornings off the right way! Even before I have had my first bump,  or J, I get extremely sick fucks at my doorstep.  But you know what? 

     Little Miss Harper loves to be your slut in the early morning. It’s okay to make me into your total cum rag! You better be ready for my sloppy seconds and third rounds. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied before you leave. Just make sure you leave a big load for me to clean up! 

Sadistic phone sex sick fucks need early morning release. 

      Have to be quiet about the things you really love? For instance, I have a man who loves to have his brain melted with blasphemy as I have a herd of Girl calves mutilated and tortured. As I whisper his brain full of horrible dark things he is absorbing all my evil! Mwahahahaha!  Hail satan and the disastrous blood shed That I have for your cock. Let me whisper your name as I let loose a torrent of blasphemy and bloody phone sex in your ear.  You need a young thang like me to lead you astray. And I am up for making all men just as vile as I am!             

          Come and join me in my dark and evil world. I’ll show you the darkest pleasures of life. Together, we can make the world an even more corrupted place. Let us be partners in crime and create havoc and mayhem. Let us be the devil’s disciples and rule the world!

Suffocation Phone Sex is Give and Take

Suffocation phone sex renaI love suffocation phone sex as you take my breath and I give you a hard cock. It may start by you shoving your cock down my throat.And when you shove your cock down my throat and choke me with it, forcing my lips around the head of your dick until I gag. You can feel every vein in your dick pulsing as if it wants to explode inside that hot little mouth of mine—and sometimes, when we play rough like this, it does just that.

My saliva drips down onto your balls while they twitch uncontrollably against my face as you move onto getting really into taking my breath away..

The feeling of your huge hands around my neck, squeezing just enough to make me gasp for air… it gets your thick cock so fucking hard. You tell me as you watch my beautiful face turn red and those pretty eyes bulge out is a sight that makes your huge cock throb with need.  As you tighten your grip, I can feel the heat between us intensify.  My pussy is dripping with juicy goodness soaking my panties by now.

When I start to struggle against you, trying desperately to catch my breath, it only turns you on more. My soft moans muffled by my hand over your mouth are almost pushing all that energy down to your cock. Your cock is like it’s own person wanting to punish my cunt in the hardest ways it can.  It pounds it like it’s on a mission all while you continue to take my breath away, literally.  And then there’s nothing but silence when you finally let go—the sweet release from oxygen deprivation making everything else seem that much more intense when it comes crashing back into focus again.

My pussy is completely dripping wet from the anticipation, the pounding, and the feeling your cock throbbing gives me; every time yourself push myself deeper inside.

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Snuff Phone Sex Means I am Not Your GFE or Your Blowjob Queen

snuff phone sexI work a snuff phone sex line. And I am clear that I am not your girlfriend. Yet, every damn day I get several messages like “Hey, Boo,” or “What color are your panties?” Seriously, you are going to ask a killer Goth chick about the color of her panties. Black, like my heart will be my response going forward.  I am not who you contact when you feel horny. Not unless you want your junk removed. Read my fucking blogs losers. I do not give a virtual blowjob unless you want me to be Lorena Bobbit.  

Since I am clear about who I am and what type of calls I do, I never feel bad for virtually castrating or snuffing a guy out. You do not call a sadistic phone sex bitch for a blowjob. And you don’t call her to be your girlfriend. I am not your GFE. More like your CPE. Castration phone experience. I possess a large collection of testicles and dicks in mason jars in my basement. What is another pair to me?

Call at Your Own Risk. I am Not Your Girlfriend

Now, I do not just do virtual castrations either. Although I grew up on a farm, I prefer to castrate with knives not castration bands like they use on sheep.  I herded a few men Friday night. A bunch of punk college boys came into my Goth bar and began making fun of Goth girls less secure than me. So, I got in their faces, and told them they cannot come into our bar and start hurling insults. They did not take well to a Goth girl telling them what to do.

So, I drugged their beer with the help of the bartender. Since there were 5 of them, I needed help. And I got it. Every Goth chick in the bar helped me in my first ever group castration phone sex experience. One girl restrained the guys for me. Another one took off their pants. The bartender heated up a pan for me to cauterize the wounds. And I went from one loser to the next loser cutting off their balls. It got messy but these losers slept through it all, sadly.

I Prefer My Castration Victims Awake for the Torture

Although I prefer my victims to feel the pain and hear my reasoning for why they deserve to be without balls, we needed to get these guys out of the bar so they would not know where or how they lost their testes. My knockout drug fogs the memory too. The bartender drives a truck, so we piled them up in the truck bed, and dropped them in the park. The bartender erased the camera footage of them entering the bar and rigged the system to look like an older date. You know protection if anyone comes asking if the guys came into this bar. That night was a girl’s night.

I might have some future accomplices with my ladies from my Goth bar. At least for castration. They might not go along with all my other killer activities, LOL. I am not for the faint at heart.