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Halloween was made for snuff sex!

snuff sexHalloween is a glorious holiday for people like me, all those brats running around unsupervised, they are ripe for the picking and perfect snuff sex victims. They literally come right to your door basically offering themselves up for sacrifice! I have found that the key to success on Halloween is to decorate your house fully and feel free to make it scary too… just not TOO scary. You want it to seem like a safe place for the little ones to stop at, you don’t want them too scared to even approach your door. Also, don’t just snatch up the first little whore that comes to your door, you need to be careful! Some of these brats will have their parents with them and you do not want to catch any parent’s eye, you want to be practically invisible, just another piece of the scenery. When the perfect victim comes along you will know it, she will be all alone and a little nervous but if you are patient with her you will be able to get her inside without anyone hearing her scream. That’s when the real fun begins! She gets passed around to everyone and gets thoroughly fucked before we finally toss her broken bloody body into the oven to cook for our Halloween feast. It is a truly glorious tradition that I eagerly anticipate every year!

Bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex

Today I was tied to a chair. Legs spread wide on the arms of it. My pussy was there for the taking. Duck tape across my mouth. I sat there all alone waiting. Watching the door handle for someone to enter. My heart pounded out of my chest when I seen the knob finally turn. It was master. He came In holding his torture bag at this side. He rubbed his hand on my cheek like he wasn’t gonna hurt me. I knew better. He pulled out the big dildo that he had used on me before on the metal table. He didn’t even hesitate to shove it inside me. I tried to scream past the tape. No use of course why do I even bother screaming. I see a taser in his hand. This is new. He walks up and rubs one of my nipples with his fingers making it nice and hard. Then tasered me on my perky peak. I yelped behind the tape. He repeated with my other tit. He makes me sick. I scowl at him and he notices. He takes his knee and hits the huge 2 liter bottle size cock into me hard. Then he punches me in the face. You stupid bitch don’t think for a second I won’t slit your throats and go on about my day. I sob profusely. He rips out the cock. He uses the taser on my clit. It hurts so bad. He holds it there for a long while. I wish he would kill me at times well most the time. He continues to alternate between my tits and my pussy. I’ve stopped screaming it’s just sobs now. His phone rings and he walks off. Who knows how long i’ll end up sitting in this chair like this.

Snuff Sex – Coulrophilia/Psychrophilia

Snuff sexI was hitching through North Dakota when he came across me. I felt bad about him from the moment he pulled up alongside me, but all my efforts to make him move along failed. That was when I knew I was in trouble, and I tried to take off. He was spry and agile for an older man, and he very quickly and easily caught me. I had no chance to fight; he was so quick that he had me pinned before I could even turn over. I felt him begin to bind my hands, I think it was with rope, but I would have to find out later. I struggled under him, the little bit that I was able to move. He gagged me with a ring-gag, so I knew, once again, that I was in deep shit.

He drug me back to his truck and buckled me in, since he knew I was unable to do anything about it. I have no idea how long we drove, or how far. I just know that when he stopped, it was in a place surrounded by wooded areas. The temperature was dropping, so I knew it was early evening. He drug me through the trees for a good while before finally tossing me to the ground. I could hear water, and I wondered if anyone lived nearby who could help me if I could just project my voice well enough. When he didn’t even bother trying to get me to shut up, I knew it was hopeless. He bound me, hands and feet, to roots in the ground, and I knew I would never get up from there again. He left my view, and I began to search around for a weapon of some sort.Killer phone sex

When he came back, I was completely at a loss. He was dressed as a clown! He had the makeup, a wig, everything! The only way I knew it was him was that he was carrying the clothes he had just changed out of!! He set those down, walked back out of view, and came back carrying 2 large buckets. He poured freezing water all over my body, and I began to shiver. As the night grew closer and the temperatures dropped, he kept dousing me with water until he saw ice start to form from the moisture. Then, he started some ritualistic something or other. He was touching me all over, rubbing me with various parts of his clown getup. It was as I was getting closer to freezing to death that I noticed his cock was poking a huge tent out of his outfit. It was mere moments before I drew my last breath that I saw his cock hovering above my face, and then slipping down into my throat through that ring-gag.

Snuff Sex Haunted House

snuff sexSnuff sex gets me wet. Halloween is the perfect time of year to snuff out folks too, especially little ones. I inherited an old house a decade ago. It was the scene of a brutal murder in the 50s. It belonged to my grandparents. It was their tenant who killed his wife and brats then himself one Halloween night in 1956. No one wanted to live in it after that, my grandparents let it go and I when I inherited I did nothing to the place because I use it for my carnage. On Halloween and the nights prior to it, I always hide in the house to catch the local brats that break in ghost hunting and to do drugs. Last night I knew the local boys and girls would be exploring old horror stories so I rigged the house  with lots of haunted delights. Once folks enter that house, they never leave. Either I kill them, or the house does. Last night a young teen couple broke in to fornicate. You would think the youth of America would know better than to fuck before marriage. Only virgins ever survive horror movies.

snuff porn I watched as the two dumb love birds started to make out on a rickety wood floor with dust inches thick. Spiders and other creepy crawlies were everywhere. I started some sound effects and watched them jump up in terror. Cloaked all in black so they couldn’t see me, I charged them with a knife. I went for the little whore first. Gutted her like a pig. Her loser boyfriend fled. Did nothing to help her. I would get him next. I know that house inside and out, he was not escaping me.  I took my time dismembering her tiny teen body and playing in her bloody entrails. I wanted a horrific crime scene befitting of the house’s spooky reputation. Once I had my snuff porn fun with the girl, I hunted the boy down. I heard him pleading for his life. Talking to the house I guess. I found him in the servant’s quarters down stairs with a sword through his body.  He was pinned to the wall like a squashed bug. I could hear the blood dripping out of him. Clearly, I was not alone. This house was really haunted.  Most folks would have run screaming, but not me. I got on my phone to look for a medium. I want to talk to my ghost accomplice.

Snuff Porn with Friends

snuff pornSnuff porn get your dick wet? It gets my pussy wet. I was hanging out with some guys friends of mine Friday night. We were playing XBOX games, which can get gory. Some video games are as bad as snuff films.  We took a break to surf the Internet. You are always a keystroke away from porn. One of my friends was searching for info on the new Warcraft edition out soon, but when he clicked on a link it took him to an Asian snuff site. It was like watching that video in the Asian horror film The Ring. My friends suddenly had murder in their eyes. I got scared. The images on the film were horrifically bloody. They lunged at me. I fell back off the couch, hitting my head on the table. Blood trickled down my face. The site of blood made them more violent. Chad grabbed a butcher knife off the table and plunged it into my gut. Troy put his hands around my throat with such strength my left eye popped out of the socket. I was in excruciating pain, pleading for my life. They just kept stabbing and strangling me as if possessed. Their eyes were black as coal. Dead, just like I was about to be. As Chad stabbed me in the stomach repeatedly, Troy let lose his vice grip on my throat so he could reach his hands inside my stomach and pull out my entrails. I was going cold. I knew I didn’t have much time left. Whatever was on that link turned my best friends into crazed snuff sex addicts. I tried to plead one more time, but my fate was already sealed. At that point, I wished for death to come quickly. As I watched two lifelong pals eat my intestines, I died painfully.

What are your violent phone sex fantasies?

Snuff sex

snuff sex

I decided to go to a haunted house with some friends just to please them since halloween is right around the corner. We showed up at this building that looks like it has been abandon for years. We proceeded  inside and awaited our turn through the maze, of all the scary shit they had in store for us.I could hear the screams of all the people as they made there way through the maze. It was finally my turn to walk through the maze of fucked up and I had no idea what to expect. My girl friends and I walked through each corner as figures in a creepy costumes popped out trying there best to scare us. One person scared us so bad I some how got separated from all of my friends. I began screaming out loud wondering if my friends could hear me. I sat there on the ground in the dark begging for one of my friends to hear me. Next thing I know a figure in a clown costume, comes up to me and grabs me by the hand leading me into a room. I thought he was leading me to the exit and I was sadly mistaken. The clown chained my hands and feet and placed me on a table covered in nails. I began screaming begging for help. People walked passed me thinking it was all part of the fun. They sat there and watched as the clown began to push me down on the spikes. Slowly the spikes began to tear through my flesh. Blood began to gush all over the table seeping into the ground. I screamed in pain as this clown tortured me infront of all these people who were completeing the maze. The clown began cutting my feet off and throwing it at the people that walked by, they were just laughing saying how realistic this was. The finale was the clown sliting my throat as he drank my blood and spit it at people as they walked by.I guess these haunted houses are haunted.

Castration Phone Sex?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is so much fun.  You would be surprised how many guys are into it. I actually wasn’t surprised because so many losers I know in the real world want junk removal. They are just too scared to do it themselves. Well, that is what they tell me. I think they just say that because it is hotter to have a sick bitch take their nuts for them. I have all the tools of the trade too. In my basement, I have a castration chair. It is actually a refurbished execution chair. I got it at a prison auction. The fact that folks died in that chair turns me on. Creeps my castration victims out, but that is part of the fun for me. I like to tell them ghastly stories about the men sentenced to die for heinous crimes in the very chair I am removing their ball sac on.

snuff sex A couple nights ago, Lenny paid for my junk removal services. As I had him strapped down in the chair, I told the tale of an infamous serial killer who took his last breath where he was sitting. Poor thing pissed himself. He definitely did not deserve his balls if a little ghost story scared the piss out of him. Testicles are for winners. Too many man think they are entitled to reproduce just because they have balls. Nope. Some men are so stupid it is amazing they remember how to breathe. Not to mention some have such small dicks that the small dick gene should never be passed on. Lenny was one such loser. Two inch dick at best. His balls were huge in comparison. I separated his cock and balls. Used the castration band to cut off the circulation to his balls. Left it on for about an hour while I told him snuff sex horror stories.  The longer that band stays on, the easier it is to remove the junk. They practically pulled right off. A nice painful yank and a snip snip with garden shears and he was without balls. In spirit of Halloween, I got a bit gruesome. I used a hot cast iron skillet to stop the bleeding instead of a soldering pen. He kept passing out. But, I would smack him back awake. I still needed the rest of his payment. So who needs my junk removal services?

My Fantasy Phone Sex Call Come True

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex is what I specialize in. I am the girl for your dark desires. Anything from rape fantasies to snuff, I do it. A caller asked me what my fantasy was last night. Usually, no one cares about what a stupid whore wants, so I was thrilled to tell him that I have always dreamed about being a vampire. I was obsessed with the HBO series True Blood. I read all the books too. One vampire in particular, Eric, was a Nordic god. Dominant too. Just what I like. A sexy in charge man. My caller liked the idea of being an S and M vampire.  I walked into his bar, saw him and got weak. He cast a spell on me I couldn’t resist. In that moment, I became his. One bite on the neck turned me. He drained my blood. Snuffed me out then brought me back to life as his immortal vampire queen. I may have had the power to kill, but I was still his bitch. He turned me for the purpose of procuring him young girls. The beauty of being a vampire is that you stay the age you were when turned forever. Perfect for a P man. I had to get him some little angels. He described his perfect type and I knew just where to find them.  Luckily it is still dark in the morning when the little ones are waiting for the school bus. I picked up three sisters all just a year apart, none of them sexually developed yet. Just how my master likes them. Watching them submit willingly to snuff sex like I did was intoxicating, but what made my cunt wet was their screams as he tore holes in their tiny necks. They died but were reborn as immortal little ones the next day. They will never grow old. And, the hottest part, they will stay virgins forever. Even when master violates their little fuck holes, the very next day the hymens grow back. Who knew that being a vampire was the perfect lifestyle for P men? What is your dark fantasy?

Will you make it out alive?

snuff sexHalloween is coming up soon and it has me feeling really frisky and twisted so I set up my very own haunted maze in an abandoned asylum near my house. The locals all claim that it is haunted with the spirits of the crazy people that were tortured there… I don’t know if it is really haunted or not but I do know that it will soon be filled with fresh corpses and new ghosts when I am done! I have filled the place with all of my favorite accomplices, really sick and twisted individuals that love to kill as much as I do… and after I go hunting tonight there will be plenty of victims for them to choose from. I’m thinking that I will get a nice mix of runaway teens and tiny little brats for my friends to chase… and none of them will be leaving this place alive! I can be sure of one thing, if this place isn’t haunted yet, it will be after tonight!

Snuff Sex Fantasy Phone Sex Revenge

snuff sexDo you have snuff sex fantasies? I sure do. In fact, I don’t have romantic dreams. Well, I guess being strangled and force fucked for days is romantic to me. I live life on the edge, so I often experience the darker things in life that men like to explore like rape fantasies and snuff. Chuck told me I reminded him of his ex girlfriend who he loathed. He always wanted to get revenge on the cheating whore who left him for another man. A man with a bigger dick. I suggested he use me as his fantasy revenge doll. He loved the idea. I should have agreed to a code word before we started our revenge fantasy fuck. I had no idea how far he would take things. He had a lot of pent up anger and hostility towards his ex. As soon as we started our fantasy fuck, a switch went off inside him. I saw it. His eyes got blank and dark. He was in the revenge zone. He even called me Tammy as he put his hands around my throat and squeezed so tight I passed out for a moment. He spit in my face as he slapped me back awake. His thick hard cock ravaged my asshole.  He sodomized me while strangling me so hard I kept passing out. He yelled slut and whore while spitting in my face constantly. I tried to fight him. I kept saying I changed my mind, but he wouldn’t stop abusing my ass until he came. I stood up to leave, feeling angry at myself for thinking this would go any other way. Before I could get fully upright, he sucker punched me in the gut, then a right hook to the face. He used me as a punching bag after he used me as a fuck doll before finally letting me go. If we did a fantasy phone sex call, would you show me any mercy?