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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are Best Explored in Winter

killer phone sexI tell men all the time if you enjoy killer phone sex fantasies, winter becomes the best time to explore them. One of things I’ve learned over the years as a sick bitch and killer for hire is that winter helps hide the evidence. Now I know what you’re thinking. Extreme cold does prevent rapid decomposition. Because it freezes the body. But the scent of a dead body frozen or not will bring out hungry, starving wildlife to dispose of their remains for you.

Although bears do hibernate, they still come out looking for food before they return to their hiding places. Plus, coyotes scavenge no matter what time of year it might be. I don’t believe in burying bodies because they always get discovered eventually. It’s true. Some brat digging in the sand or somebody deciding to build a house and they excavate the land. I’ll leave my bodies out in the open in a secluded wooded area, of course. And I leave the rest to nature.

I teach this to men who hire me to kill someone for them, or they simply want me as their accomplice for their little snuff sex revenge. Tony hired me for such an encounter this week. Tony told me about his ex-wife problem. A gold-digging whore. And a blackmailing whore too. I agreed she needed to go.

So, listen to this bullshit. My client fucked a teen girl. Just a teen girl from the neighborhood. Perhaps her age might raise eyebrows. But I’m pretty sure a teen girl knows exactly what she’s doing. His ex found out he fucked the neighbor girl.

Killing in Winter Makes Body Disposal Easier

And instead of acting concerned for the girl, she saw it as an opportunity to extort money from her ex-husband. More money than she deserved. More money than the law would give her. She dies her secret goes with her. I protect my client and his money.

I kidnapped the bitch for him. And I took her to my cabin in the woods because the wildlife love me there. And I let him go to town on her. His snuff show. And his rage came out as he stabbed her probably close to 200 times. Now I would’ve prolonged her agony. The bitch deserved to feel some pain. And she did, I’m sure because he plunged that knife deep into her flesh. At one point, her blood started to spill towards me, so I dipped my hand in it and masturbated so she could see. I wanted to make sure she knew I would not help her.

His money paid for snuff porn. And I just helped grab her and dispose of her body. He even fucked her while she bled out. And I told him put your DNA all over the cunt because my accomplices in the woods would not leave a trace of her. And they didn’t. We watched through the window as bears and coyotes played tug-of-war with her corpse.

He paid me. And I cleaned up my cabin. And we went home knowing no body, no crime. Can I tell you how much I love killing during winter

Killer phone sex, deep in the woods, I lure them

Killer phone sex I’m a Killer phone sex queen. I have lured so many victims to their demise and our pleasure.

When I became your accomplice, it all felt so natural. Everything falls into place when you are doing what you are meant to do.

I am meant to fuck and kill!

 

For me, it is to be soaked in blood and cum. The most fun I have had, though, is when I lure someone into the woods. Especially when it is a challenge for me. Like the last guy, a weary hunter with enough sense to know, seeing me was a red flag.

My beauty or advances didn’t phase him; his instincts told him I was a threat. He really made me step up my game. It’s so hot when I pretend to be a helpless victim. I think I told him, “I’m sorry, I just ran away from my boyfriend, and I was afraid that if I told you the truth, you wouldn’t help me, and that’s why I flashed my pussy.”

My sad story and pouty face put him at ease. See, I know which ones want to feel like a hero. I did that, and he is mine now. So, my hero says, he will help. We set off to his car, and before we are halfway, I pretend to fall. He comforts me, and I turn on those tears perfectly. He gets closer, and our lips touch.

It switches to passionate kissing, with my hand on his dick. He must have been going through a dry spell because that thing was so fucking hard. I push him down on the ground and pull it out to mount. Oh my, how good it felt to ride him as I beat his head in with a rock. Did you see that coming when you were jerking it?

When you watch me do my nasty Snuff sex thing, it makes it even better. I think the last thing he felt was my pussy squirting all over him. What a lucky guy!

 

 

 

Uncategorized Layla Kidnapped Slut Forced To Fuck Horny Men

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I’m already dripping before they even touch me, heat pooling between my thighs, body aching for hands, mouths, anything. Uncategorized, tonight is exactly what I live for… chaos, lust, greed, and every filthy thing I crave. I don’t fight it. They won’t stop. I let them circle me, leaning in, teasing, breathing hot on my neck, and I shiver like a slut on fire.

One slips behind me, hands rough but welcomed, and I moan against his shoulder, letting him take what he wants while another slides in front, watching me arch, lips parted, teasing, pressing myself against him, tasting his need through his hands. I’m moaning, whining, begging even though no one told me to… I want this, I want all of them. I want them greedy, needy, desperate, and I can feel it in the way they’re looking at me, the way they can’t get enough.

I let one man guide me to my knees, moaning into him, loving the way he groans, loving the way they all wait for their turn, loving the hunger in the air. Another presses behind me, hand sliding along my body, teasing, taking, making me squirm until I can barely breathe. I let them share me, play with me, use me, because it’s hot, filthy, wrong, and I crave it more than anything.

My moans bounce off the walls, loud, messy, shameless. I grind, arch, let them tug at my hair, kiss my neck, pin me down, and I love it… love how greedy, how desperate, how shameless they make me feel. Every gasp, every shiver, every pleading look I give them only makes them want me harder, faster, hungrier, and I melt into it, letting myself be consumed, letting myself be taken, letting myself be their filthy little toy.

By the time they’re all leaning over me, hands everywhere, eyes blazing, I’m drowning in heat, moaning, whining, trembling. I’m soaking, greedy, hungry, shivering from pleasure, and I don’t want it to stop. I want more, I want all of them, I want them messy and desperate, I want this chaos and lust and filth all over me.

I collapse into them finally, tangled, slick, moaning, laughing, loving every second. They’ve taken me, shared me, made me their little nigger slut, and I love it. I’ll let them again, tomorrow, the next night… because this is exactly what I crave. I’m Layla, the filthiest slut you ever had, and giving myself like this, letting them have me, is the hottest, dirtiest thing I could ever want, enjoying the cum all over my face.

Torture sex gives makes me orgasm till I pass out

Torture sex for three days straight isn’t out of the norm for me. My Master worships the Dark Lord, and so do I. He introduced me to the world of the dark arts, and if I want unlimited youth, I must get fucked for the devil on the full moon. The last time I barely remember it.

So many men had to give me a brutal hardcore fucking.Torture sex

After the first day, I was already sore. They fucked me so hard I lost consciousness. I was weaving into this world and the underworld.

I felt my Dark Lord by myside, encouraging me to keep up the devious deeds. I thank the Dark Lord for guidance. It is he who has the true power.

The maelstrom of carnal torture begins, an unending parade of erections straining to breach my battered threshold. I lose count of how many cocks fuck me.

And each penetration is more brutal than the next, but I can feel my body becoming younger and tighter. There is a price for everything, and I don’t think it’s too much for the Dark Lord to ask for a sacrifice.

The Dark Lord’s energy courses through me, an infernal elixir that fuels my endurance. I am so lucky when I feel his presence.

A scaly phantom touch that caresses my skin, urging me further into depravity. So I don’t fight, I scream and take the pain. Each gush of blood or semen is a hymn to his glory.

As the ritual concludes and I’m left to recover, I feel a wrenching sense of youth and beauty.  He is the one who granted me this twisted blessing, who holds the true power to bestow eternal youth upon those who dare to worship him with depraved Blasphemy sex. And so, I prepare for the next full moon, eager to once again submit to the brutal sacraments that keep me forever young.

Mutilation phone sex, because the bitch looks better bloody

Mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex slave, ripe for the most unfathomable torments, lies before us. Her very existence is for us to enjoy and give her the ultimate degradation.

She’s so young and innocent, and we get the chance to annihilate her.

So, I slice her pretty little face with your cock down her throat. The crimson streams drizzle down her porcelain cheeks.

The mixture of tears and blood put a fire between my legs. I grind against her and hold her head down. Bitch is going to choke on your cock.

I really want to freak her out. I want every moment to be torment and terror. Therefore, I force the cold, unyielding barrel of my revolver against her head and ask her where I should put it. Her ass or her tiny bald pussy?

Poor little thing cries constantly. But she really loses it when she felt the gun in her cunt and heard the clicking as I press the trigger. As it turns out, that thing was loaded. I thought it’s empty, but there was one left in the barrel.

Good thing it didn’t go off. Her hole would have been too blown out for your cock. I’m glad we made it to the true carnal crucifixion. Every coaxing thrust of your cock into her torn, bleeding cunt filled me with orgasmic power.

Your cock inside her tiny ass made her want to end it all herself.

To get a little bitch like that to try and end it all was a new thrill for me. There she is, beating her head against the floor in a futile attempt to escape. I think I stopped her just in time. All that blood on her face made me pussy drool. Her blood, so sweet, it’s a shame she couldn’t hang out longer. The next one, we’ll be she

In the end, as I release my seed deep within her shattered womb, I am left with a sense of grim satisfaction. For in destroying this snuff sex slave, I have not only claimed her body, but shattered her very essence. She is no more than a husk, a vessel for my darkest desires, and in that lies her ultimate degradation.

 

 

Bloody phone sex to hail Satan & fuck God

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex summons our true Master’s malevolent energies. You must shed the shackles of modesty and embrace the most extreme perversions!

Hail Satan, Fuck God, breed me for Satan’s army!

You and I will be entwined by the agony of our victims and the ecstasy in between our legs. My pussy needs a cock soaked in virgin blood to cum! In this unholy union, we can harness the powers of our Dark Lord, channeling his strength through the raw, carnal act.

A sacrifice must be a servant of God, one of those mindless bible humpers who think God’s love can save them. We will show that it will not happen.

Their cries of torment will have to escalate if we want to raise Hell. I’ll chop off a leg and guide your cock in her stump. You must pump your cock in the bloody stump as hard as possible. Each limb I chop off will be followed by your cock penetrating her.

Each amputation helps us cast a spell for unlimited power and life. Don’t you feel it growing within you? Hail Satan, fuck God, hail Blasphemy sex! You came to this snuff dungeon lusting to be a God, well now here you are, your bloody cock in my mouth, and demon blood flowing through your veins.

You slaughtered and defiled an innocent soul. Was it worth it? You know you will forever be Satan’s soldier, and you will have to be soaked in blood if you want to be blessed by Satan!

You never lose the taste for blood. It becomes an addiction, and the purer the blood, oh, how sweet it is! That kind of energy is God-like! If you are genuinely dedicated to Satan, make that dick cum in my bloody pussy. Let’s breed our own demon baby to destroy God’s work! We will bring Hell on Earth and live in debauchery for eternity!

 

 

Snuff Sex Makes Rena Your Submissive Slut

Snuff Sex is the way to my orgasms. I love playing the snuff sex in sexual rape fantasies, especially when it involves tears. It’s such a thrilling experience to feel so vulnerable yet desired at the same time. One of my favorite scenarios is being tied up and gagged by a dominant man who then proceeds to tease and touch me in ways that make me squirm with pleasure and discomfort.

The Art of Penetration

As he gets closer to penetrating me, I start crying out for him not to hurt me while secretly begging him for more. The feeling of his rough hands on my body combined with the sting of his harsh words sends shivers down my spine as he takes what he wants from me without any regard for my consent or feelings. In these moments, I surrender completely to him, knowing that this is exactly what both of us want even though society might deem it wrong or immoral.

Another example of how I love playing the victim in sexual rape fantasies is when a man forces himself onto me while we’re out in public. He grabs my arm tightly, pulling me closer to him as he whispers dirty things into my ear that make me blush and tremble with anticipation. As he pushes me against a wall or an alleyway, his rough hands explore every inch of my body underneath our clothes, making sure everyone can hear the sounds of pleasure escaping from my lips despite my protests.

The thrill of being taken so forcefully by someone who doesn’t care about societal norms or consequences heightens the experience for both of us, creating an intense connection that leaves us both wanting more even after we part ways back into civilization.

Domination Phone Sex is Not My Wheelhouse, But Its is Fun

domination phone sexOccasionally, this submissive mommy receives domination phone sex calls. Perhaps because I’m a mature woman men think I might be good at domination. And I can do it when it’s called for, but I much prefer to be the submissive whore. This weekend I hustled my ass down at the truck stop to earn some cocaine money. But the darker stuff just pays better. It might kill me one day, but it pays much better.

So last night, I took a gig for more money and less time than I made hustling down at the truck stop. But the director told me I need to be the one to dominate these two young girls. And I asked him if he felt confident that I could do the job. When he told me if I failed, I might not leave alive, I knew I needed to bring my A game. In this snuff sex video, I acted like the mother of two naughty whores. So, I just channeled my mommy side. And I thought about all the men who dominated me over the years and the things they did to me.

The two young girls who served as my co-stars appeared to be junkies. You could call me a junky, but I never shoot up. I don’t mess with fentanyl or heroin. Perhaps you could consider me more old school. I enjoy my cocaine and my marijuana. These girls looked strung out. But I guess that turned out for the better cause I needed to inflict a lot of pain to earn my money and get out of Dodge alive.

This Sexy Switch Will Do Anything for Coke Even Double Pump Two Teen Sluts

A male coaster helped me. The premise of the sick little movie involved mommy pimping out her naughty little girls for money. And I helped this man turn each of my girls into his private cum dumpsters. Not only did he violate all three of their holes, but he helped me whip them into submission. Plus, he helped me anally torture them. The director wanted rough anal for these bitches. And I know a thing or two about being an ass rape porn star. We fisted these girls. Sometimes, we double fisted them together.

We destroyed their assholes using our fists and a variety of foreign objects. If the director wanted a rough anal film, I planned on delivering that to him. Although I did feel badly for anally torturing these two young girls who could’ve been my daughters, I know the snuff world, it seems like survival of the fittest. When I need cocaine money, I do whatever I need to do so I can party later. I earned cocaine money and the girls earned fentanyl money. So, a win-win situation.

But don’t worry men, I’m not going into domination mode anytime soon. I’m a much better submissive mommy than I am a dominant bitch. But I will do anything for money. And that includes fisting two teen girls into oblivion.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Because One Girl Can Feed Me All Winter

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex keeps me fed throughout the winter months. In the fall, I hunt for girl meat. It’s something that I do annually. Believe it or not I’m a vegetarian. I would never eat an animal. I have far too much respect for them. But humans, on the other hand, seem like a completely different breed. Humans act cruelly unnecessarily. And they act unloyal. But animals stay loyal; and animals have your back no matter what. They’re never cruel.

I did not struggle to find the perfect meal. When I’m hunting for girl meat, I’m looking for certain things. Young because younger meat seems more tender. Making it far more succulent. No tattoos or excessive piercings on the body. I want a natural body. By that I mean, natural hair color, no implants and none of that junk in the face. Younger girls usually do not fuck up their looks with injectables quite yet.

Perhaps you could say I have acquired tastes. A delicate pallet. But the key to cooking girl meat properly involves patience. It takes a long time to prepare the perfect meal. The perfect snuff sex meal. I kept my dinner caged for weeks fattening her up. Gave her daily butter baths to soften her skin. Her fear turned me on.

Nothing Tastes Better Than Girl Meat You Hunted and Prepared

Also, another key to the perfect meal is to cook the girl meat alive. Which doesn’t exactly sound humane. But when it comes to humans, I don’t give a fuck about being humane. This girl seemed like a stuck up little coed twat. And now I will be shitting her out all winter.

So, I can help you eat girl meat too. Tell you how to prepare it. And since I enjoy playing with my food, you can have a little fun with her before I start to prepare her for a feast. But we can make a teen porn and share a meal together. The perfect date night for a sick bitch. Plus, I hate eating alone. But this girl I kidnapped back in October will feed me through Spring.

She’s long dead. But one girl equals about 50 meals for me. And she didn’t give much in this world while alive, but she serves a greater good dead. And she’s saving me thousands on groceries. Some people hunt deer, I hunt girls. Play your cards right and you can be my accomplice phone sex partner.

Evil phone sex comes in all flavors, the best is messy

Evil phone sexEvil phone sex comes in all the lurid, twisted flavors we crave. It’s when depravity gets filthy, unapologetic, and gloriously chaotic that I truly come alive.

You have a helpless victim, and I’ll make her pretty face contorted in terror when I wrap a thick rope around her neck.

We aren’t gonna kill her right away. We are going to beat her purple. The bitch has to suffer for Satan to be worshipped properly.

After every punch you give her, I’ll tighten the rope and force your cock down her throat.

She is going to suck it like a good bitch. Hail Satan and fuck her face so hard you give her a bloody nose. That dumb bitch thinks she’s some queen, but we will show her that she is nothing but disposable fuck meat.

After we break her in, she will be totally hopeless. The bitch knows there is no escape from this. My machete blade is sharp enough to split a hair, and, unlucky for her, we are going to split her neck open.  Blasphemy sex must have a sacrifice.

I want to behead the stupid cunt while you stroke your cock. I want you to blast a load of cum in her face right before lights out. I think that would be after the second wack. Her stupid head will still be attached, oh, but so close to getting sent to hell. Bust that nut, but don’t stop jacking it because you had a neck stump to fuck.

I want the head to watch you do it. You know, they say it takes a few minutes to die, so yeah, it is going to be so fucking hot to record you fucking her stump while her detached head watches. The bitch will get what she deserves, and we will be granted with Satanic powers!