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Silly little slut

snuff phone sexOh silly little slut. Thinking she is the hottest little bitch ever and talking to my most regular clients. Doesn’t she know I don’t like to share? That’s okay I can show this little slut that the only call I will be sharing with her is snuff phone sex. If she wants to please a man she can do it with me right by her side forcing her to do things she never imagined she would do. And let me tell you, as much as I am pissed at this little bitch – I am certain she can definitely please a man however he may want…with the right persuasion of course. I know whatever she might not want to do; I can certainly make that bratty ass of hers do anyway. This little bitch will do it all regardless if she is willing or not because I am in control, and I am feeling extra mean tonight. So what did you have in mind? I am going to make her do all the work… this certainly won’t be a pleasant last few hours of her life! She needs some experience in toilet play don’t you think? I am sure this little bitch might like to get into some shit. Literally! Haha. I would truly love to see that slutty little cunt digging her entire body into some shit just for you. Don’t you think she would look just gorgeous sharing golden showers with you? Ha! I think we have quite a lot to show her, now don’t we?  If she wants to resist that’s okay I’ll just have to smack her around and use my knife on her slowly but surely… she’ll learn to obey soon. Now let’s get started…you already know I am not patient at all.

Welcome To My Nightmare

taboo phone sex karmaShe was the cutest thing I have ever seen. A sweet button nose and a cute little haircut. Brown curls caressing her forehead. Her smile was big and bright and she was practically skipping along. She didn’t see the uneven spot in the sidewalk and fell feet over head to the ground. The blood came to the surface of her knees as she tried to push down her skirt and cover the tightest pair of g string panties I have seen in a while. Such an innocent looking thing with a inner kinky side combined with the bright red blood had my pussy soaking wet. Offering her help, telling her that I live right around the corner, my mind was racing as I helped her back to my place. Once inside I sat her on a chair in the kitchen to clean her scraped knees up. I used alcohol and acted like I thought it was peroxide when she screamed. the sound went straight to my already tingling pussy and I couldn’t wait any longer. Balling up my fist I felt her chin give under the force of my punch. Blood spattered across the floor as her unconscious body hit the floor. Dragging her body down the steps to my basement, I cum a little each time her head bounces off a step. By the time I get her on my special table her head has a big gash and blood is dripping every where. Fucking her lifeless body is pure bliss…

Mind Altering

taboo phone sex angie1My mind is spinning. My vision is blurred. The walls of the room are breathing and her blood is the brightest red I have ever seen. Ecstasy is my favorite drug. Not only do i love the mind altering effects but the way it heightens my senses drives me insane in the best of ways. Fucking her tight pussy with my special bat that has nails sticking out of it while high as fuck, listening to her screams, watching her velvety pussy get chewed up and feeling the blood spattering on my skin is a sensation beyond erotic. The feel of my knife against the resistance of her flesh is intense and now looking at her covered in blood panting and writhing in pain has taken me to another level of euphoria. The IV drip has begun. Watching the fluid drop into the tube is mesmerizing. Soon her body will start to respond to the toxin. Her skin will begin to bubble as she feels the burn like fire growing with in her body. The areas on her body that haven’t been mutilated already will eventually tare and fluids will rush out of her as she takes her last breath. Evil and twisted is so delightful when I am high.

Don’t you love evil phone sex?

evil phone sexSome days I am feeling more into evil phone sex than others. Sometimes I want to be more than mean, want to be twisted and fucked up. And I know it – and love it. There’s no other way than to embrace the twisted fucked up side of yourself and love every second of it. Once you do that it makes things more fun. And that’s why when I saw Barbie Mommy and her little brat in the stroller I knew I was going to fuck them up. Of course the bimbo didn’t notice me following her, too busy on her phone and plus who would suspect a woman like me? I stalked her for hours as she ran her errands before she finally came home to what was clearly an empty house. Looks like she’s a single Mom, another reason she had everything I was going to do to her coming. She was deserving, so I broke in for her and her babygirl. She was helpless to me, as I beat her ass. I left her there bloody as I tied her up, knowing this was far from over. I was going to humiliate her and make her watch me do horrific things to her babygirl. And she’s going to know I am loving it because I am going to be cumming hard, as she dies of course.

Drive It And I Will Cum

snuff porn angieYou would think that the blood would be a dead give away. But it isn’t. These little fuckers don’t give a shit and that is the way I want it. This fucking ice cream truck attracts them like flies to fucking honey. So many little ones and they all want ice cream. And all I want is their screams, their blood, their pain and suffering. With this truck I have my pick of fresh little morsels with tight bald pussies and big innocent eyes. I lure them into my truck with promises of sweets and then take them to my place. Once in my basement they find out what a wicked ass world we live in and how dark it can be. It makes their nightmares look like a trip top Disney Land. taboo phone sex angie1

Ash Wednesday was for killing!

snuff phone sexI went on a spree – a killing spree. It was Ash Wednesday and I was looking for whoever boasted the cross of ash on their forehead. Those were the ones I killed brutally…those were the ones that deserved it most. I’m not really sure what all that shit is for or what those ashes are even supposed to mean…I just used it as an excuse to slaughter people. I mean, who wouldn’t right? I don’t really ever need a reason to kill but I will do it gladly and happily in any bloody way I can think of. I was doing them all differently but leaving the same mark on their forehead so everyone that finds them, laying there bloodied and dead, trust me, those people definitely knew that I was on a hunt for more blood from those with that stupid cross. It didn’t matter to me if they were old or young, big or small, female or male, nothing mattered at all except seeing them dead…

I love being cruel!

taboo phone sexYou ever just want to kill someone in the most brutal way you can think of? Try and get out that anger and that mean bone that runs so deep in you just for a moment? That’s what I want and need and that’s what I did and I plan to do again! I guess some might think what I did was horrible but what I did was highly satisfactory for me. He was so eager to come to my place, I guess he thought that he was gonna get some pussy but I had other plans. I led him on and convinced him to let me tie him up, then he was mine and there was nothing he could do about it!  I loved knowing he could smell his own flesh as I scorched him with a blow torch. I got soaking wet hearing his screams. I almost came when I saw the life leave his eyes. Nothing I loved more than putting someone into their place, miserably. Killing them off in the most brutal ways I can think of. Nothing but the more hardcore with me!

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Black history month is for killing!

snuff phone sexMan, I fucking hate this time of year. Unlike other numb-minded fucking idiots I paid attention in class and I am aware that as of now, currently those niggers and nigger lovers are celebrating black history month. All I wanna do though is hang them! I can only think of myself doing horrible things to those knuckle draggers. I am fucking disgusted that there is a whole month dedicated to those nasty brown things. They should be doing what they do best and be taking their ass to the fields to pick cotton instead of breathing up and wasting up all of society with their pathetic ass. I know that there sure isn’t a white history month…and that’s why I am going to make one particular black cunt suffer. Thinking she can be the hood hard ass kinda girl, well I am going to hang and lynch her black ass up and that’s exactly how I am planning on spending my black history month. She’ll be the start of them all! Because every day they are celebrating nigger month I will be celebrating in my own way too. I’ve already got a location picked. I’m going to have a forest full of cut up and beat up black sluts and pathetic tiny dicks niggers too. I want to cut off some cocks to show everyone that those big black cocks they talk about are no such thing. Maybe I’ll stuff a couple into a sissy bitch’s mouth while I am at it! Either way they’re coming off and I’ll be cumming to the sound of their screams. They’ll be begging and begging for my mercy but I have none for their kind – they are so below me I honestly have no idea how the niggers got a whole month of recognition! But that’s okay, I’ll make sure they know exactly how I feel every single day up there in nigger forest…

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Snuff Phone Sex Forced and Used

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Forcefully fucked, gagged, bound, and snuffed the fuck out is a regular dream of mine when it comes to snuff phone sex. Anytime I get the chance to fall prey to a homicidal maniac I take it, and my panties get so fucking moist during the whole pursuit of his attention.

Playing my favorite roll as a lost and helpless woman walking the streets at night hoping to find my Jack the Ripper. It was a cool night as I bar hopped and got wasted making me the perfect victim of the perfect crime. I felt them following me all five of them were dark skinned and fairly big men. My heart raced as I turned down the alley hoping they would too. I stepped aside and pulled out my crack pipe and starting lighting up when it happened.

Knocked out and taken to a vacant basement corridor I found my wrists bound to some old pipes as I was laid out and stripped naked by the blade of a knife that left cuts along my flesh. I was gang raped and beat to a bloody pulp and left half dead barely able to breathe.