I am prone to violent phone sex outbursts. I have an impulse control disorder that I have learned to harness over the years thanks to my late grandfather. My first kill was in high school. Without the help of my grandpa and a wood chipper, I would been tried as an adult and sent to prison all my life. I left DNA everywhere, plus I was linked to the victim. She was my bully. That was almost 20 years ago. I am a seasoned killer now. I know how to find a surrogate to represent the person I really want to slaughter. That is the key to staying undetected. You cannot kill a person directly tied to you or someone you have a public beef with. The suspicion falls on you every time. As your accomplice phone sex partner, I can help you find the perfect surrogate. Bob has a thing for his neighbor girl. He was caught once jacking off watching her on her trampoline. His wife caught him, and the girl saw him another time also. Too much of a risk to fuck her and kill her. His wife would think it was him. Hell, the girl could have said something to one of her parents. I took him to a different state where I found the girl’s lookalike. I kidnapped her for Bob, and we brought her back to my kill shack in the woods. I drugged her enough to keep her knocked out for the 2-hour ride. Bob had an erection the entire car ride in anticipation of fucking her. I took all the risk so Bob could have all the fun. I will do the same for you. Bob got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for his Lolita neighbor girl. He fucked her for hours. He started before she even woke up from the drugs. He fucked all her holes too. I do not use a wood chipper like my grandpa, but I have a unique way of disposing of evidence. That little girl had his DNA all over her and in her. She is coyote food now. I am a conservationist. I work with nature not against it. Coyotes are grateful for a good meal, and they never talk. Now for the important question. Who can I help you kill?
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Violent Phone Sex is What I am Prone Too
Strangulation Phone Sex Led to My Erotic Asphyxiation Fetish
Strangulation phone sex is not as popular as some other kinks and fetishes, but it is something I enjoy. I have long been into erotic asphyxiation. I got into it after meeting John. He was an occasional drug dealer I saw in my early 20s. I was dating my husband, but I was a huge coke fiend. I know I still am, but back then I would have sold my first born for a fix. I let John do anything he wanted. He was into choking bitches until they passed out. I was one such bitch. In the moment, I thought I might die. I was not a seasoned pain slut yet. I have grown into the snuff sex queen you know now. John liked his hands around my throat when his cock penetrated my pussy and ass. He would slip in and out of both holes. John was white, but he had a thick and long cock that filled my holes up perfectly. I was not a mommy yet, so I had tight holes. I sometimes joke that John made it easier for me to have natural births with my sons, LOL. For about two years, John would fuck me and strangle me simultaneously. I would pass out, wake up and pass out again. I had to wear scarves around my neck for years to hide the purple ligature marks. After he left my life and Marcus became my main drug dealer, I was desperate for strangulation again. Marcus was not into that. He liked his women awake when he pounded their fuck holes. He taught me, however, to strangle myself. I had no clue that I could cum so hard. I used silk scarves, pantyhose and my husband’s ties to strangle myself while I masturbated. I still masturbate like that sometimes. What can I say? I am a kinky, taboo phone sex woman.
Strangulation Phone Sex Fantasy Pump Girl
The strangulation phone sex desires inside of you are released when you call me. My sexy whoring around the porn movie jack shack of snuff is my whoring grounds. I jerk men off as they watch bitches get decapitated as they are fucked to death.
One guy loves when I to play the torturer of a pathetic fuck in love with me. So many of those guys at this club. I just work their wallets and their cocks empty. Mr W truly loves me pumping him as I destroy another guy and mutilate his anus and his penis.
Making the guy scream while daddy creams is what it is all about, isn’t it D? Awe you love pumping for me and all over these fake tits pops and splats covering me in jizz. I just need one guy to come up behind me and strangle me to make me cum.
Bondage phone sex makes the highest bidder excited
I want to be tied up in some hardcore bondage phone sex. I only serve one purpose and that’s to satisfy my master, he loves it when I play victim to his sadistic mind games and am under his complete control. My body is here for him to use and abuse it as he pleases. My master will sell me to you, for a fair price if you need a sex slave. I am sold to the highest bidder, and you can do whatever you like with me for a full night. You look at my hot sexy body and you know exactly what you want to do with me. You decide you want some strangulation phone sex. I am tied down with some rope and a ball gag in my mouth, waiting for you to give me your worst. You invite your friends over and you have all of them fucking me, showing off your shiny new you. I take a huge cock down my throat, and you hold my nose closed as I am being face fucked and you put your hands around my neck and squeeze while laughing at me. I try to protest, but you don’t let go. You see my face go from red to purple to blue before you decide to let go. Your friend pulls his cock out of my mouth as I gasp for air. You start to record me with my ass in the air so you can use it for a good fucking along with some snuff porn. You tie me up and keep me held down. My ass is savagely fucked from behind and you put your hands over my mouth so no one can hear my screams as you shove the camera in my face and tell me to smile.
My dad is the reason I am a Snuff porn addict
Ever wished death upon someone? I do, all the time! Only problem is wishes don’t come true unless you make them just like measly prayers! I learned this a long time ago, when I would blow the candles out on my birthday cake and wish for the same thing, yet it never happened.. I wanted my dad dead.. I was tired of him molesting me.. He was using me as bait for his drug habit.. Making Snuff porn out of my innocent body.. I would be dripping blood down my slit, he would mount my face and bury his cock balls deep down my throat while blowing meth smoke into the air..
He would even burn the walls of my pussy by shoving his meth pipe inside of me after heating it to the point it would crackle. My mother never did anything! She was a Submissive slut who obeyed all of daddy’s orders.. Not sure what it was that had her strung out over daddy; he had the tiniest dick and seemed to think fucking littles would make it seem bigger. Dad would shake a Budweiser can then shove it inside of my asshole bottoms in, he would then pop the can open and latch onto my ass as foam burst into his mouth. He was a sick fuck!
Eventually the tables turned and I started to retaliate, I wanted to get back at him for all the excruciating things he had done to me throughout the years.. One day he was shoving his micro-peen down my throat and I bit down and tugged like a four legged companion playing with his Tug rope. The sound of his scream made me adjust my wishes, I wanted to be the one to kill him and I wanted it to be a slow death. I started recording everything that took place.. From me slitting the back of his feet at his ankles so he could stand up only to collapse falling face first.. To me fucking his asshole with switchblades and even making him say hi to the camera as he chose his daily poison..
I have a shit ton of homemade Snuff movies that I made torturing him from beginning to end. I hated him, I didn’t leave mom out of this mess either! She deserved a bit of torture too, I get that dad was an abusive drunk but she wasn’t as helpless as she made it out to seem.. She could have taken us and ran to a battered shelter for women or even roofied one of his drinks. Instead she chose to wait on him hand and food like he was Kin fucking Tut. I didn’t kill her though but I made her feel pain!
I did find out over the years my mother was an addict too.. Sad part is, I didn’t find out until I got results from an autopsy that she had an overdose.. Turns out she was a speed balling junkie, I should have known.. I don’t know why I thought her deteriorating was from dad stressing her out.. When I murdered him I didn’t eliminate the problem I made it worse.. She was never home after he died all she would do was walk methadone mile for a fix. She was found slumped at a Holiday inn… If this doesn’t explain why I am an evil Sadistic phone sex whore I don’t know what will!
Snuff Sex: Who killed the babysitter?
I know that inevitably my father will finish the job one day but I wonder what the little ones I babysit will think when they see me on a missing poster or on the news… My father is getting more and more violent and I’m not sure there will be an opportunity for me to escape his wrath before he finally decides to do it. The way he has been choking me while he fucks my worthless gaping holes makes me think he has snuff sex on his mind. Sometimes I pass out, sometimes I wake up covered in daddy’s cum and piss, sometimes I wake up in the middle of someone else using my cunt. Daddy knows I want to live but I’ve lost all fear of dying, I’m used to being his play thing, so what if he kills me? Anyone with half a brain would be able to find all the snuff porn in the house and figure out who killed me. Ass rape porn and killer phone sex are daddy’s weaknesses, that’s why I’m going to let him snuff fuck me…..It’s the ultimate trap for daddy and my brother too, if they force fuck me to death and leave their loads in me, I know they will end up in jail eventually!
Soul snatching Snuff porn star goes insane
I went on a nude killing spree! This one bitch in particular got the best of me, I garroted her in a traffic jam! She’s the one who triggered me.. I was pissed and went for a drive with no clothes on, only to be jammed up in traffic due to a car accident! I was swerving lanes when she honked without stopping.. The sound of her horn rang my ears, I looked over to see her middle finger standing tall at me!
I got out of the car in traffic with my jumper cables in hand; jumped on the hood of her car, raging and beat the windshield in with the jump lead end.. I then dragged her out of the car by her hair and wrapped the cable around her neck.. Nobody stopped me, I looked around and saw people recording like they were watching Snuff porn.. Shouting “Worldstar and Fuck she’s hot!” I got so turned on hearing the men chant for me..
It turned out she had a worthless fuck pig kicking in a booster seat.. I grabbed a hold of her disgusting twit, ripped her cotton panties off from under her cute little sundress and shoved my fist up her cunnie.. I literally had the rugrat seated on my fist like a batting glove.. Some random fucktard in traffic tried to get out and save her..
I took out my razor from underneath my tongue and slit his fucking throat.. Blood splattered all over my naked body.. My pussy was throbbing.. I needed to be fucked hard! I have a hypersexuality disorder that causes me to have manic episodes whenever my needs are not tended to.. I was craving Torture sex, all I wanted was someone to shove their cock inside of my cunt!
A state trooper arrived on scene and advised me to drop my weapon.. I stood there, with my hands held above my head and my freshly shaved wet pussy exposed.. My nipples were rock hard and I had a huge grin on my face! Blood all over my teeth, I laughed and pleaded for him to cuff me.. He bent me over the hood, shoved his Billy club into my cunt and ripped my head back by my hair..
He called me a dirty whore and said I would be going away for the rest of my life.. In the slammer, where a sick bitch like me belongs! Even behind bars, I’ve still managed to sneak a cellphone in so I can have Killer phone sex from the hole! So be it, as long as I can still rub my twat… I have a Phone sex addiction, nothing can stop me.
Violent Phone Sex Makes My Cunt Soaking Wet
Violent phone sex makes my cunt wet. Like soaking wet. I masturbate on most of my calls. The more violent a roleplay is, the hotter I get. I know, something is wrong with me. I know it is my violent past. But I embrace it now. My caller asked me about my father. I used to hate talking about him. The moment the word father was mentioned, I would get quiet and my body would tense up. Do not get me wrong, I would kill my daddy in a heartbeat now. I think about it often now that have become a sexy switch. I love my new role in life. But my father no longer has a hold on me. I am no longer scared of him or his equally scary cronies. My father would be 62 now. My caller last night wanted roleplay phone sex. He surprised me. He wanted to be my accomplice in killing dear old daddy. Now, my cunt was dripping. He pretended to be daddy. I went back home for the first time since I was a teen girl. Daddy recognized me immediately. I was taller, and bustier, but he knew who I was. Told me he would never forget his slave. This fantasy call seemed so real. It gave me a real taste for vengeance. Daddy invited me in, and I was not inside for more than a few minutes when daddy tried to force himself on me. He told me I would always be his property. I stabbed him. Daddy was expecting the old Cassandra, not the new Cassandra. The old daughter he knew cowered in his presence and let him do whatever he wanted out of fear. The Cassandra now is not his daughter. I am a taboo phone sex whore who gets off on revenge and pain. I gutted daddy like a pig. Let him die while looking me in the eyes. The perplexed look on his face made me happy. He never saw it coming. He thought he ruined me. He thought he owned me. He thought he broke me. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And what doesn’t kill me, might kill you because now I am a blood thirsty bitch out for revenge.
Your Daughter Is Addicted To Blasphemy Sex!
You left me all alone with your sweet impressionable daughter and I exposed her to the evil delights of blasphemy sex! While you were gone, I let her walk in on me having violent phone sex and her curiosity about me and my wicked ways grew. I didn’t think it would be so much fun to have a pet but once I got her to start watching snuff porn, she showed much potential. I caught her eyeing my fuck toys and she was tempted into my den of sin, once she tasted my cunt there was no going back. One thing led to another and we were having hot 2 girl phone sex all night long! She was thirsty for sinful ass rape porn and blasphemy phone sex; I couldn’t have predicted that she would want to hail Satan with her tongue deep inside my twat. I came up with an even better idea, I had to have her bring the brats she babysits over so we could really have some fun! When she did the torture sex and teen rape porn Satan worship began!
Killer Phone Sex is Killer with Me as Your Accomplice
Killer phone sex is killer with me. I hold nothing back. I am not filled with rage like you might think. I just like killing. I am a serial killer with no pattern. That is how I never get caught. Most of the time, I am getting rid of the body in a manner that it will never be found. Just another missing person… Sometimes, I am pissed off in the moment and that leads me to kill. Rarely, do I kill my victim right then, however. I am a planner. You have to plan to stay off the radar. I had a chance encounter with this Barbie bimbo at a bar last month. I have been stalking her since. Putting distance between us, so no one would make the connection. She came into a Steam Punk bar looking like Bimbo Barbie. She had on a skintight pink dress with matching pink heels. She was in the wrong bar. She made a stink though when she did not get served instantly. She also though a hissy fit when she could not charm any man in the bar to buy her a drink. I tried to tell her she was in the wrong place and she went after me. That’s when I decided she would star in my next snuff porn.
Just a vacuous blonde Barbie Doll who things her shit does not stink. I watched her for almost a month. She contributes nothing to this world, so I killed her. Snatched her up on the road as she was walking home by herself drunk. She was going back to her sorority house, but she never made it. I took her to my kill shack only you know about. She was pretty out of it. Not going to lie. I was disappointed that she might not feel the pain as much. I carved her up. I cut off her perky C cup boobs. I sliced off her cunt lips. I poured hot wax on her clit. I cut her flesh until she was covered in her own blood. I smeared her blood on her body so she could see how much better she looked. She was going into shock from the pain. I was just getting started with her. Torture sex is best when I can make the pain last. I ended up dismembering her body and feeding her to the wildlife. She will just be another missing coed who will never be found.