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Snuff Porn on the 4th of July

snuff pornHe wanted to make the Fourth of July snuff porn. So, he hired me. We met in a chat room on the darknet. And you would be surprised about the things people plot there. This man does not live anywhere near me. But he paid for my travel. He wanted me to fly but that puts me on the radar. This man appears filthy rich. He married a stripper in Vegas 10 years ago and now understands what he made a huge mistake.

He found out she drugged him that night and manipulated him into marrying her. Turns out she has a boyfriend in Vegas and they’re just waiting for this old guy to die. Or maybe he thinks they plan to kill him. He’s super rich. It sounded to me like he best get to her before she gets to him. It would look more suspicious if he died because she stands to gain financially from his death. The only reason he would kill her would be for revenge because he never even took a life insurance policy out on her.

When you hire me as your killer phone sex bitch for hire, I need all the details so I can plot the murder. Since I’m skilled at hacking too, I got into her emails. This bitch encrypts her email which told me she wanted to hide something. She appeared to have a lot of potential enemies. She screws over wealthy men with honey traps. Looks like her little boyfriend back in Vegas doesn’t seem happy with her either. Perfect. A lot of suspects other than my client.

A Killer for Hire Takes Care of Everything to Keep You Safe

Took me a few days to plot her demise. I decided to go with overkill. That would give it a more personal touch. I did it while my client went out of town for business, giving him an airtight alibi. I disarmed the security system and broke into the house. But the bitch was not alone. The audacity of this gold digger. Soon as her husband leaves town she sneaks in a lover. Whore. Well, I guess I needed to kill two people.

I tossed around the idea of making it look like a home invasion gone wrong, but I decided to make it look more personal. So, I didn’t steal a single thing. But I did make it look like I broke into the place instead of walking right in the front door. Although I do like to play with my food, which means I like the torture sex to linger, I needed to execute them quickly. I also needed to make it look personal. So, I stabbed them to death. I sprayed puffer fish poison in their face to immobilize them. You must know what you’re looking for and it’s not standard to look for that in an autopsy.

The World Seems to Have Too Many Gold-Digging Whores

The corner would just think I caught them by surprise. And I doubt they would ever think that a 5’2 Goth girl could do this much damage. By the time I finished stabbing them, my guess they suffered at least 100 stabbed wounds each. It turned into a bloody fucking massacre. And so, I got something out of it more than money. I stabbed the girl’s cunt too. But I never leave any DNA. My client will try to call his wife a few times before panicking when she never responds. He will then call a neighbor to go check on her and the neighbor will find a bloody fucking mess.

The world needs fewer gold diggers. And I’m sorry that the guy became collateral damage, but when you lay with dogs you get fleas. This will be a high-profile murder. But I took all the necessary precautions to leave no DNA and a long list of suspects. But my client was in a different state in front of a lot of work associates when his gold-digging wife took her last breath. He will be a suspect, but if he plays it cool, it will all pass.

So, who do you want dead in your life? What kind of trouble can you and I get into?

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The bag ripped open, and I was slammed face-first into a mattress. He didn’t speak; he just ripped my clothes off, the fabric shredding under his grip. He flipped me over, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while he spat on his palm and rubbed it over my pussy.

“You’re just a hole now,” he sneered, his voice a guttural rasp.

He didn’t use a condom. He shoved his thick cock into me with one violent thrust, nearly splitting me open. I screamed, but he jammed his hand over my mouth, muffling my cries into a whimper. He fucked me with a brutal, rhythmic hatred, slamming his hips against mine. Every thrust was a punch, driving him deep into my cervix. He gripped my hair, pulling my head back to snarl in my ear that I was nothing but a piece of meat for him to use. He finished with a guttural groan, pumping hot cum deep inside my womb before pulling out and leaving me shaking and leaking on the sheets.

It was then I noticed the cameras.

Accomplice Phone Sex: The Best Way to Use Your Big Dick

It’s Accomplice phone sex that I am continually used for. Once my greedy asshole was taken so deep and hard it was only fair that I help find more ass for your pleasure.
You own my tight, greedy asshole completely. And I’ve grown addicted to the way you stretch me open with that thick, relentless cock.
To start, you trained me to crave nothing but anal. Therefore, leaving my pussy untouched and useless for anything real.
Now, I find myself scanning every room we enter. Thus, hunting for fresh meat to bring back to you.
When I spot a juicy, willing slut, I sweet-talk her into joining our filthy games. Of course, convincing her that you’ll treat her right.
Once I have her naked and bent over, I hold her down. Then, I spread her cheeks wide for your inspection.
So, I watch eagerly as you slide into her tight hole. And listening to her squeal while I finger my own ass. Oh, it’s so dripping with anticipation.
Before it begins, I already know I’ll get my turn after you’ve finished filling her up. And with that, you use both of us like the holes we are.
Therefore, you pound into her tight virgin butthole. All while I stand ready to clean your cock. Then, while I lick the cream from your dick, I think about the next buttslut. In fact, I’m ready to offer up another victim tomorrow.
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Murder phone sex Fantasies she was lost and we came

Murder phone sex Fantasies called her to us. She showed up at our doorstep like a lost puppy, that dumb little slut. We knew exactly what to do with her.

Make her our whore until she couldn’t take it anymore.Murder phone sex Fantasies

My Master Daddy had the genius idea to “help” her, and I couldn’t agree more when he wrapped her up like a present and brought her home. Once inside, her time was up.

We put her through a hell of a time, making that bitch suffer. She was so tight and untouched, a perfect little virgin. I loved seeing her face contort in terror as we took turns penetrating her delicate pussy.

The hottest part was when I wrapped the plastic bag around her head, going back and forth, choking her out and bringing her back. Watching her struggle for air while my Daddy pounded into her was pure heaven.

Suffocation is the cruelest, and when he pulled out his knife and started stabbing her, the mess was fucking incredible. She was the perfect Snuff sex slut. I kept the bag on her head as he shoved himself deep inside her shaking body, and I could feel her clenching in those final moments.

He fucked her until she was stiff, all of his cum filling her up her lifeless body. She was even more perfect in that moment. She was ours completely now, a broken doll for us to keep forever!

Ass rape porn is a lot of fun with me as the accomplice

Ass rape pornAss rape porn, a delightfully depraved mission for Yours Truly. The twisted temptress Roxy!

I’ve got my eyes on the perfect pawn for our debased game – a sniveling sack of shit teen, quivering like a leaf.

Mmm, your cock is going to destroy that little asshole!

I snap my fingers, and the little bitch kneels at my feet. You know your trusted accomplice would never let you down. Look at how tight her little body is.

Before he can even whimper a protest, I have her over my lap, her puny cries muffled by my manicured hand. This is going to end with her begging for the mercy of death, and I’ll enjoy every humiliating moment leading up to it.

As I position Daddy’s thick cockhead at her twitching little pucker, I can hear her tiny brain short-circuit with terror. Deceitfully, I kiss her deep, as you slide your cock in her bloody asshole.

She squirms desperately, but I hold her in place like a bug pinned to a specimen board. You are pounding her so fucking hard. Your cock is so powerful that Snuff sex victim’s anus isn’t going to last long, but it will make a great video!

 

 

Castration Phone Sex Neuters Misogynistic Men and Shuts Them Up

castration phone sexCastration phone sex feels like just punishment for so many losers. And a few cocky bastards too. Nothing silences a man faster than losing his balls. Plus, I don’t think anything else corrects a man’s bad behavior faster. And let’s face it, men go unchecked nowadays. But not on my watch.

Some nerdy podcaster, incel type, moved into my city and began spouting off antiquated views of women. He believes women belong barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. He also espouses that “your body, my choice,” bullshit. But he would make the perfect neutering experiment, I thought to myself. I tried to listen to one of his podcasts. But I got through about five minutes and decided this man needed to come down off his high horse. Women don’t owe him anything.

So, I dressed differently to meet him. I knew the Goth look would not be what he wanted. So, I dressed like a prim and proper good church going girl for our date. And it took insurmountable strength not to strangle him at the dinner table. But I kept my eyes on the prize. Torture sex of his genitals would be dessert. I faked commonality with him because he wants a woman who knows her place.

Incel Men Need Neutered

I drugged this drink because I knew it would kick in before we got back to his place. He passed out before he could pour a glass of water for me. But he woke up strapped to his bed naked. And I could smell his fear and see it. His body quivered in fear. I also placed a plastic tarp under his body for easy cleanup. Tiniest little dick I ever saw. So, I told him castrating him would do him a favor because it would at least make his dick look bigger. All potatoes, no meat. No wonder women don’t fuck him and he feels angry.

I put a ball gag in his mouth because I knew this one would scream like a bitch and make a scene. He kept talking about smiling because his home security cameras would catch my face. Dipshit underestimated me. I disarmed his security system remotely before we even returned to his home. A man like him, I knew would have security cameras everywhere but good thing I’m an equally good hacker.

Your Body MY Choice

I didn’t waste any time castrating him like I normally do. But I just couldn’t stand to look at the loser. And don’t get me started on hearing the loser. Luckily, I gagged him, but I could still hear muffled ramblings about bitches. The loser cussed me out muffled. I’d like to say I admired his spunk, but not his junk. How could I admire anything about a fucktard who thinks women owe him and that he doesn’t need consent to my body. Well, his body, my choice. I threw his words back in his face. And used it as justification for slicing his nuts off.

The horror on his face when he realized I held his nuts in my hand, made it all worthwhile. This fucker will still espouse his hated for women and feminism. But I neutered him a bit. At least he’ll never force himself on some woman. This felt like a way too quick mutilation phone sex session. But I needed this loser to just shut the fuck up.

So, I flipped the script on him. Used his own words against him. Took his balls. I can only hope this quiets him down. But I did make sure he knew that I knew where he lived. Plus, I showed him the little video I made while castrating him. And I will make sure it goes viral if he spouts off about women again. And next time I will not just take his balls, I’ll take his life.

Blasphemy phone sex calls for a virgin sacrifice

Blasphemy phone sex  Blasphemy phone sex calls out to hell. Fellow followers of the Dark Lord, are you pleased with the offering I brought? I got one of God’s wives. A fresh little nun who wanted to dedicate her life to God.

Oh, and she will, but for the real one. The horned beast with a sixteen-foot scaly cock.

Luckily for me, this sanctimonious little hymen-hugging bitch was crossing my path, she asked for directions to get to some school, and I told her I would show her.

Fuck it was so easy to bring her here, and now that she is naked, rape her with your Satanic dick! Hail Satan, I will cut her flesh and call out to him, and then he will raise into you!

Before she could scream, we were destroying her cunt and offering her blood to the one and only Master Satan. And the more you pounded, you felt him, right? Isn’t it crazy the gifts he bestows? Kill the bitch with the evilest Blasphemy sex and you will be strong forever! May the Devil guide our stride.

Castration phone sex so you can suffer every moment

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex is a special treat for a girl like me. Don’t get me wrong, I love getting ass-fucked senseless by my hunky Master Daddy.

But sometimes even a masochistic whore like me needs a fresh pain pinata to beat.

Thankfully, my Master allows me to cherry-pick my own helpless soon-to-be-sex-slave-to-be. I thought long and hard about it, agonizing over which poor schmuck to brutalize next.

Finally, I settled on Finn, that whimpering twink who’s always complained about his tiny dick and begged Master to make him a girl. Oh, how I love cunty little boys!

I grabbed Finn and dragged him to my boudoir, where I wasted no time in forcing a slutty dress on him. In the mirror, he stared back at me with wide, teary eyes, all dolled up in makeup. He knew there was no going back.
Then, I strapped him down to the table. I pulled out all the tools, but my favorite was the big metal clamp. I got so excited when I squeezed it around his balls.

“You wanted to be a pretty girl, sweetheart? Well, I’m gonna make you one by gutting your junk!” I laughed maniacally right before I used all my body weight to squeeze the clamps down.

Within minutes, Finn’s balls were in a bloody cup, and I was busy suturing up his empty sack. The scent of blood filled the air, and it was so satisfying to show Finn they were finally gone.

I think he was making happy moans. I mean, who knows, he didn’t have any painkillers. And once they were gone, I had to take the rest of it. So I got the scalpel and got the shaft off too.

My surgery skills aren’t that great, so my Master took over and gave my Torture sex victim the tightest little pussy. Now Finn is Fiona, and pretty soon she will get the biggest set of tits!

Snuff Porn Accomplices Bring You Fresh, Young Tight Meat

snuff pornI’ve made my share of snuff porn. As a young teen who ran away from home, I found that the seedy underworld of snuff provided me with the financial support I needed. As a high school dropout my options seemed slim. Sure, I could’ve worked at McDonald’s for minimum wage but could not afford rent. And I wanted to better my life, not continue to live in squalor.

I met a man and he put me in his underground movies. Hardcore bondage and a lot of hardcore anal porn, even simulated snuff. And I met very few gentlemen over the years. Most of the men I met acted like sadists who wanted to make me their teen rape porn star. Now I help with recruiting the new generation of snuff stars. The world seems much different now than it did a little over 25 years ago. Women have more options. They can do only fans, become amateur porn stars or even do phone sex or cam work.

However, you can still find young street urchins without the technology or knowledge or proper identification to get those sorts of jobs. And I know just where to hunt for girls like that. The warehouse district. It’s considered the red-light district in the city. Although part of that area appears revitalized, you can find still plenty of abandoned buildings and dark alleys along the river where bad shit happens.

Men Need Fresh Meat

So, I know where to look to make a girl a much better offer. One of the former directors I worked with as a Lolita star wanted my help finding him a new starlet. He goes through them quickly. Not daily, not weekly, not even monthly, but about every six months, he needs a new star to abuse on film.

 He makes hardcore porn. Extreme bondage and even more extreme ass rape porn. So, I found him a cute little blonde strung out runaway. I smoked weed, but I never did meth or shot myself up with heroin. This girl looked like she took just about every imaginable drug.

But I cleaned her up. And this guy who paid me handsomely for finding him a new star seemed very pleased with my selection. He won’t kill her. However, he might make her wish she was dead. But he can keep her strung out, give her a roof over her head and line her pockets with money.

And in six months or so he’ll call me up after he destroyed her tight holes. Men like that always wants something tight and fresh. They get bored easily. And that bodes well for me. I’m the key. Women like me can gain the trust of a young girl much better than a man can. No doubt this girl will be cursing my name. However, in the long run, she will realize this is a better life than living on the streets.

Knife Play Phone Sex Turns Me On

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my go-to. Although I consider myself stronger than I look, I don’t think I could kill a man or a woman with my bare hands. And I don’t like to use guns because there’s no fun in a gun. You aim, you point, you shoot and they die. No torture. No lingering pain. And no real skill involved unless you shoot somebody from a long distance. So, a knife will always be my weapon of choice. And over the years I’ve become a knife hoarder. Seriously, my collection contains over 1000 now. And every knife tells a story.

I rarely go hunting on a Monday. But with the college crowd home, the bars seem full of stupidity on any given night. So, I decided to see if I could find some buddy deserving of torture sex with a knife. In the first bar I went to I found a plethora of stupid people. I met this girl. Likely about 20 with a fake ID and a huge attitude. Self-entitled little blonde twat. I’m sure many men find her desirable, but I found her annoying.

At first, she thought I worked there because of my black clothes. She handed me an empty bottle, snapped her fingers and told me to get her another one pronto. It was all I could do not to take that beer bottle and bash it against her head right there in the bar. But I stay off the cops radar with my patience and my brains. So, I showed some self-restraint. But I did drug her drink. And I did act like a concerned citizen wanting to get her home safely when she started stumbling.

Coeds Make Great Snuff Victims

The bar felt packed. Wall-to-wall people. And I scanned the room for security cameras, and anybody paying attention to us. I saw no cameras and everybody seemed so self-absorbed they never noticed me. So, I took her home and dissected her like a biology frog. Honestly, I never enjoyed cutting into a dead frog. It seemed unnecessarily cruel with no real learning value. I am never going to dissect a frog or need to name its internal organs. I’d rather dissect people.

I tied her spread eagle to my dungeon table, which is 2 metal slabs pushed together. She woke up with a spider gag in her mouth and fear in her eyes. She knew she was in trouble. But she didn’t realize I planned to kill her. I tortured her for hours though. I patiently skinned the flesh offer her tits. Interesting look. Almost looked like she got sunburn just on her tits. I poured rubbing alcohol on her tits, knowing that shit would hurt.

I Love to Torture Self-Absorbed Young Women

And I sliced her clit off too and fed it to her. If you cannot tell, I enjoy being an evil phone sex bitch. The self-entitled twat deserved it. Girls like her don’t change. They just get worse. Nobody checks them. They think they can do whatever they want and rules don’t apply to them. They use their looks and their bodies to get what they want and screw the rest of us. I’m not jealous of her. No reason to be jealous of her. But her self-entitlement because she’s young and pretty irks me.

Well, I finally just stabbed her in her belly button and gutted her like a pig. I watched the blood bubble up from the knife wound. And I could hear her aspirating on her own blood. That shit makes my cunt wet. After she took her last breath, I dragged her carcass out into my yard. Nature will take care of the rest. I never wake up the next morning and find even a hint of my victim. Any trace DNA left on the grass gets washed away by the rain. Nature makes the best accomplice.