Tag: Sadistic phone sex

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.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partners Can Be Difficult To Find

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex partners are hard to find. Most men think I am pranking them when I tell then we should go out and find a young whore to fuck and torture. Either they think I am crazy, or they think I am setting them up. Perhaps, I am a little crazy. You do not get raised like I did and do not come out a little warped on the other side. But I am not fooling or pranking men. I enjoy hunting for girl meat with a partner.

And I think most men enjoy hunting with me too. Think about it. You meet a blonde babe in a bar. You share some adult drinks. Get to talking and she suggest that the two of you explore your rape phone sex fantasies together. Like how fucking hot is that. Well, that’s just what happened with Jacob last night. We met a seedy little bar where I find lots of men down to violate tender age flesh together.

Let me tell you something. I make a great accomplice. Not only do I have an eye for talent, but I also can lure talent away much easier than you can. This bar I frequent is next to a no tell motel. Perfect for taking a little whore to and fucking her brains out. Jacob seemed impressed with my preparedness. I had disguises in the car ready to put on, drugs to knock our victim out and I rented the no tell motel room with a stolen credit card.

Hunting with a Partner is Way More Fun

We drove around for a bit and found a young girl walking home from the park. It was dusk, and I told her I knew her mom and she got in the car with me. Jacob hid in the back seat, and we drugged her with a quick needle in the arm. I carried her into the motel room, like she was my sleeping daughter. Jacob tied her to the bed after I removed her clothes.

And we made a teen rape porn from a seedy roadside motel. She never woke up. After Jacob sodomized her and popped her cherry, we left her in the bed to sleep it off. Hotel staff will find her in the morning and the little cunt will not remember a thing. We cleaned up her cunt, took the sheets with us and sanitized the place before we left. No DNA will be found in that room at least. Would you hunt with me?

Violent phone sex when evil boss takes contol

 

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fucking on the desk with an evil boss. I never knew his capacity for evil until the first time I was late. It was not my fault that an accident shut down I-95. I tried three different detours to get there, but they were all a shit show and I showed up 30 minutes late to the office. He was standing at the door with an evil smirk on his face. He grabbed me by my neck and grunted, “Get in my office now.”  He lifted my skirt and saw I was pantyless. He took his massive hard cock out of his pants in frustration. He pushed me face down onto his huge desk and spanked my ass until my cheeks were flaming red. I was crying, which he thought was moaning, and shoved his steely thick cock into me hard and said, “Oh, you like that don’t you.” He dumped his massive load into my sore pussy and said, “This is what happens to you when you’re late.” Now, I am late all of the time. 

Taboo phone sex and Valentine’s Day

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex tickles my fancy. Unlike Valentine’s Day, which I hate. I want to feel loved and cherished, but I am alone and lonely. Where is my cupid? Where is my Romeo with his hard cock that cannot wait to come home with flowers and jewelry to spoil his queen?  I am waiting patiently for my dark knight to arrive and dominate me and take control of my body, mind, and soul.  He must be one to push the limits of taboo and use me as his little sex slave and tortured love. I want him to strangle me and fuck my face with his hard, thick cock. I need him to penetrate my pussy with his dark evil shaft. Where is the one with the dark mind and shattered soul that knows how to wrap his hands around my throat and feel my pain?

 

 

Snuff porn is hot, the blade in her and entrails slide out!

Snuff porn

Snuff porn is hot, the blade in her and entrails slide out! I embrace my new lifestyle with pride and pleasure. It all started when I met my master, the man who opened my eyes to a whole new world of pleasure and pain.

I remember the first time he took me to his hidden shack in the woods, it was filled with all sorts of tools and toys that made my heart race with excitement. He showed me how to use a razor blade to make a small cut on my skin, letting the blood drip onto his tongue as he moaned in pleasure. 

As the days went by, I became his devoted slave, willing to do anything to please him. He taught me how to use a blade to cut open my own stomach, watching in pleasure as my entrails spilled out onto the ground. It was a beautiful sight, to see my own insides and to know that I was his to control.

We would often seek out fresh meat, finding unsuspecting victims and bringing them back to our hideout. My master would take great pleasure in watching me sit on their cold, lifeless faces, feeling their skin against mine as I rode them until I reached climax. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, it was the ultimate form of pleasure and taboo.

Our love for Snuff movies only grew stronger with each passing day. There was something thrilling about watching the blade slide into our victims’ bodies, the sound of their last breaths and the sight of their lifeless eyes. All the blood, made my pussy gush so much. 

They Scream, writhe in sweat. painful discharge leaking into my mouth tastes so sweet.  I tell the meat, I tear your limbs apart, death now descends and rip out your heart. There is one like me, I have no remorse or pity. Walk among the night if you dare, I have no name I’m your worst fucking nightmare.

We shall explore our darkest desires and to feel the rush of adrenaline as we push the boundaries. let’s embrace the taboo and explore the depths of our minds. We are not broken, we are simply free from society’s constraints and expectations.

 

Taboo Phone Sex Whores Can Be Your Human Garbage Disposals

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex whores enjoy being your cum dumpsters. Well, we almost always do. I hooked up with a dealer the other night who wanted me to work for those party supplies I enjoy so much. And I never mind working for my coke. But I did not truly understand what he meant when he said I would be his human garbage disposal.

When we arrived back at his place, I discovered he invited a small army of friends over. In my head, I pictured a rough gang bang with all my holes filled at once. Honestly, I had no idea what I was in for when I saw all those men waiting for me. Of course, I thought gangbang rape porn. But that was not the case at all. These men did not want their cocks inside my skank old holes. That is what he told me. Even though I tried to tell these guys that I was a clean whore, no one listened to me.

A Good Whore Licks Up all the Cum and Piss

They just swarmed me jacking off their cocks. Do you know how much cum 50 men can produce? Enough to drown a skanky druggy whore like me. I looked like Carrie at the prom. But instead of being doused in pig blood, those men doused me in their cum. Big chunks of sperm covered my eyes. I could not even open my eyes because the jizz felt so heavy on my eyelids.

Suddenly, I felt cocks smacking me in the face. When I could not open my eyes, some of the men began pissing in my face. They wanted me to see their cocks. To see them humiliating me. In that moment, I felt like a garbage disposal. Someone forced my head on the ground to begin licking up cum and piss. By the end of our time, I felt sick from all the cum and piss I consumed. And I wondered if any other snuff porn stars ever consumed so much bodily fluid before.

Torture phone sex

 

I’ve grappled with the unsettling suspicion that something might be amiss within me, a whisper of insanity beneath the surface. Despite the facade of a perfect life and the accolades of beauty, I perpetually viewed myself as unattractive. A pivotal moment arrived when an odd sense of beauty emerged, not from an injury, but from a deeper source within.Torture phone sex

Rather than seeking aid, I reveled in the peculiar pleasure of the pain, immersing myself in a dark realm of self-discovery. This twisted journey propelled me to intentionally inflict pain for gratification, masked as mere clumsiness to the outside world. The desire swelled, morphing into an insatiable yearning for external torment and torture. My pursuit of pleasure transformed into an unquenchable thirst for someone to fulfill my darkest fantasies, even if it meant plunging into the abyss of non-existence. Inextricably entwined in this forbidden kink, I yearn for the creation of a sinister playground, where extreme taboos and dreadful conclusions reign supreme, bringing my ultimate, horrifying fantasies to life.