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Bloody Phone Sex is A Lot of Fun for a Sick Bitch

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is so much fun for a sick bitch like me. Red is my favorite color because I love the look of blood. I especially love the look of blood as it is pouring out of a victim. The blood of a young victim is the best. It is a bright crimson red. It has a sweet smell to it too. You would almost think it is theatrical blood, but the blood of tender age victims is just sweeter than our blood. It becomes addicting, but I am not impulsive or compulsive. That is how I can be a stone cold killer bitch and never get caught. Hell, I am under the radar still. The dark net knows me though. I am a legend of sorts there. But I make sure I change details when I brag about my snuff sex kills. I am smart and methodical above all else. This is how I stay out of prison.

When Harvey hired me, I knew he wanted a young one killed. He has been fucking his stepdaughter for years now, and she has decided she no longer wants to be his victim. She is blackmailing him. He wants her gone. I get it. She is a problem now. I take care of problems for money.  This kill took some finessing. I mean I had to make sure he had an airtight alibi and that when he did, I could easily gain access to the jailbait whore. It took weeks of planning, but the stars aligned yesterday. His stepdaughter was staying with friends because they had no power from a storm that hit recently. He was out of the country with work buddies who could vouch for him. I killed the friend too to look like a random act of violence. I stabbed two innocent angels in their princess beds while the adults slept in a near by room. I made it look like a bloody massacre. It will be blamed on some escaped loony bin patient or some schizophrenic hobo. Harvey’s problem was solved with some accomplice phone sex. Any problems I can solve for you?

Strangulation Phone Sex Rape Fantasy Dream

It was a Strangulation phone sex dream that made me gasping for air as I awoke grabbing at my bedsheet and struggling to understand what was real. Only thing, this actually was not a dream. I was being penetrated and strangled by a strange masked man. This man held a knife to my tit while fucking pounding my pussy with an extremely hateful vigor. His hand was crushing my neck as he had huge hands squeezing tight my neck.

This was obviously not a dream but something very sadistic happening to me and I felt drugged and unable to struggle or move. I could not speak, but I watched, and inside I was dying a slow agonizing death. My body is torn and aching and I just really need to be put out of this misery with some torturous sadistic fucking me out of my mind.

Strangulation phone sex

Snuff sex with my roomate

snuff sex

The guy I am dating has brainwashed me, and I can admit it. No one needs to intervene. I knew I was his when he got me into snuff sex. There’s no other kind of sex I want now.

The cherry on top was when he convinced me to make our roommate part of a threesome, where he challenged me to prove that I could be a good whore willing to obey him and submit to all his orders. I had to seduce and then sedate her and let him watch as I took control of the situation and made him proud. The first thing I did while she was going in and out was choked her and tied her up. Slice her up and use the most enormous mightiest strap ever.

She had no idea what happened the next day but was all sliced and bruised up. She never questioned it when we told her it was an accident that occurred.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies with a Soccer Mom

violent phone sexI have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you? I hope so. I have two sides to me. On the one side, I am a suburban soccer mon. I shuffle boys back and forth to games and school and parties. I clean the house, do laundry and cook meals. Boring mom and wife stuff. The other side of me is a druggy whore who loves to fuck strangers for coke. That side of me gets me in trouble often. When I need a fix, I open myself up to the dark desires of men. They know that I need coke. And they make me work for it because nothing is free in this world. I understand that. I am more than willing to be a snuff sex victim or whatever your dark desires may be in exchange for blow. Jackson was the dealer I went to last night. He is a new dealer in my life. The word on the street is that you do not fuck over this man. I was warned not to go see him. But I was desperate. Two dealers were out of product. And another one was in jail. My regular guy is out of town. I was out of coke. I do not cope well sober. I need to keep up with my boys and my husband and my phone sex job. I need that coke, so I went to Jackson. It was a mistake. Dealers I do not know are almost always a mistake. I did get my coke, but I had to be his mommy whore who he fucked mercilessly for being a cock tease. Now, I am a mother, but I am no tease. His mother worked him up so much in his youth that he had all these violent rape phone sex fantasies for her, and I had to fulfill them. I needed coke. I took the beating. I took the ass fucking. I took the choking. I took the fisting. I am a little sore today. Okay, alot sore today, but I have coke to numb the pain.

Sadistic Phone Sex For Fucking Up Your Wife and Family

Sadistic Phone Sex is the best kind of fun I enjoy. It’s also the best fun to have with your wife and family. I’m not a family girl in most senses, but when it comes to fucking up one causing a lot of bloodshed… well count me in!

Just the other night I had a guy hit me up on the Black web seeking a full on murder fantasy of what he wanted to happen to his wife and daughter. I started rubbing my pussy as I read his message. He wanted to fuck me from behind while I railed his daughters cunt.

This wasn’t like of rape fantasies shit. He wanted me to use a spiked dildo in my strap-on, it’s one I had advertised in my approach looking for some hits. I make my own torture devices. It was that he wanted me to do this while his wife was tied up and forced to watch as I slit her eyelids off so she couldn’t close her eyes.

This was a great time and I took a band saw and sawed her limbs off while he fucked a hole in her belly I drilled. This was a truly exceptionally hot time. Can’t wait for the next run of easy money.

Sadistic Phone Sex

Snuff movies and wine

snuff movies

Want to get me off? Snuff movies and wine is all you need. My cunt is ready for my toys, and I like to push the envelope and order some gnarly fuck toys. A big dildo rod with a skin crush pin stabbing my insides and making me bleed. All the while, I am watching girls get fucked to death.

My stepdad was the first person to introduce me to this kind of porn. He would always blast it while my mom was away at work. I, of course, was so interested and captivated by what I was hearing.

At first, I began to try to avoid it, but then my curiosity got the best of me, and I began to search for it.

Now I have to watch it to get off.

Snuff Sex Queen Venus is Never the Victim

snuff sexI am the snuff sex queen. Nothing is too extreme for me. Guys ask me what my limits are and my response is always the same. I only have one limit and that is that I am never the victim. Any man who tries to make me his victim, ends up in the morgue, castrated or sometimes both, LOL. I can go a little into overkill mode when a man thinks he can make me his bitch. Zach is this guy who found out the hard way what a brutal stone-cold bitch I can be. I may not be tall. I may not be strong. But I am smart and I am cunning. I can get the upper hand even on a 6 foot tall strong man like Zach. I met him online. He said he wanted an accomplice for his rape phone sex fantasies. He thought he was duping me. We had arranged a date to meet. He said he had his victim all picked out. That victim was me. I am never the victim. I told him that from the get-go, but I guess he likes a challenge. A challenge he got. I am always prepared for any situation to go sideways. I do not trust any man period. Not even ones who say they want to be my partner in crime. I had a taser on me, as well as a syringe full of heroin. When he tried to force himself on me, I tazed his nuts and shot the needle in his thigh. He fell the ground with a loud thud and did not get back up again. I castrated him first. I used a rusty knife, and never cauterized the wound. I wanted him to never be able to force himself on a woman again. I did not intend to make him a snuff porn star, but he never woke up from the hot shot I gave him. Oops. Me bad. I gave him too much. I had to chop him up with a chainsaw so I could dispose of his body easier. He was 300 lbs of dead weight and I am 110 lbs, LOL. But like I said. I am smart and I am savvy. I carved him up piece by piece and fed him to the coyotes. I kept his balls as a souvenir though.

Torture Sex Facilitator

Torture sex

You don’t have to come to me for all of your salacious torture sex desires.  You can go through the whole rigamarole of finding your own fuck pigs, trapping them, imprisoning them and keeping them hidden from the rest of the world so you can do whatever you want to them all on your own.  Why would you need an accomplice like me to help you?  Well, let’s think about that.

First off, how much free time do you have?  If you work a job forty hours a week and then have to go home to feed and entertain a boring family, how much time are you going to have for the hunt?  A proper abduction takes planning and a good amount of prep time.  Do you have the energy to do your due diligence before you capture some dumb cunt to keep in your basement?

That’s the other thing; are you going to be able to hide a whore from everyone?  Do you have any little crotch goblins running around that might find her hidden away in that secret room you keep downstairs?  If she screams loud enough, will they hear her?  If you have a family, you’re better off going with some sort of shed or outbuilding for storing your cream taking catch.  Storage containers are cheap, just put it far enough away from your house so none of your brood can hear her scream and cry out as you do your worst to her.  

I’m not here to give you free advice.  My point is that you don’t need to do all of that.  I keep a constantly rotating lineup of greasy fuck pigs in my basement for you to use and abuse.  I already did all of the legwork for you, all you need to do is pick your favorite piggy.  After that, you can do whatever you want to her as long as you pay me for the pleasure.  It doesn’t even matter if you go too far and turn your abusive round of raunchy reaming into bloody, rage fueled snuff sex.  It’ll just cost you a little more, no biggie.  Then you can clean yourself off and head home to your regular house and normie family without any worry about the cum filled bitch that you don’t have captive in your home.  That’s why you need an accomplice like me.  Figure it out. 

 

Snuff Sex Bimbo Get’s Used as a Bait Bitch

It was not a usual Snuff sex scenario as they usually go with me. I didn’t respond to any kind of porn ad or get too wasted at the club and easily taken. This time was a little different. The guy that approached me a total swindler kind and sweet talked me into coming up to his Office.

The guy had a legit Office in a High rise and seemed to legitimately sincere about wanting to shoot photos of me for an ad campaign. However, once in the office and the contract I was urged to sign without reading, things turned quickly.

I was ushered out of the office by a coupe of men in suits and hauled into a dark windowed sedan. Blind folded and tied in the backseat and driven somewhere for about 30 minutes time. I was pulled from the car and beat by the two men and syringes shoved into my arms.

Soon as I regained a little consciousness I came to in a black plastic covered room with red lights and chained up on all fours. There were a bunch of filthy men, crack heads all around taking turns violating my holes, pissing and cumming on me and beating me. The whole thing was filmed.

Snuff sex

Sex with dead bodies found in the river

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies found in the river. Who put them here? Why are they all sexy young girls? The questions you should be asking but aren’t because you love cold vaginas and rolled-back dead eyes staring at your necrophiliac ass. I see how hard your cock gets as the river swells like your cock. Oh, grab her by the ankle that’s a sexy one that just floated near the bank. Oh, My gawd she is not quite dead yet! I hope she will do for your deranged fixations! If not that bloated one stuck in the bushes with the nubbins can be your pocket pussy. Let me just drag this one out and finish her little redheaded self off for you.

Sex with dead bodies in the river with teen Harper

Oh, she is barely conscious let me just tie my bikini top around her throat while you skull fuck her. See, fucking a living doll is very pleasurable. I know you like the dead ones the most. Something about defiling little girls’ corpses just engorges your sick cock. I promise you can fuck her after. I’ll even leave her to rot in the sun while I give you the decomposing body of the one with the nubbins that never got to grow to tits. I bet she would have had a nice rack. And if you feel the need Pork some dead long pig with me. I’ll turn my back if you feel inclined to tear into a fresh kill. Let’s drag the river to be the evilest and vile motherfuckers of snuff sex we can, baby!