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Knife Play Phone Sex to Ring in the New Year

knife play phone sexOn the last day of the year, knife play phone sex is how I will celebrate. I am a sadistic bitch. I love to kill drunks on New Years Eve. Last year, I killed about 30 folks. Random acts of violence that went unsolved. Most of my murders were never even linked together. That is because I do not have a type. I hate most people. I will kill a man or a woman, a boy or a girl. Black or white, I do not care. I use knives mostly, but I have so many knives in my collection that I can kill 30 people in a night with a different knife. That always throws the cops off. New Year’s Eve is my favorite night to kill. That is because there are so many folks out who are drunk and stupid. Easy prey. Drunk and stupid are not enough for me to waste my energy on you, however. There are tons of drunk and stupid people in the world. I would not have the time to make snuff porn for all the drunk and stupid people in the world. I look for the ones who have a long history of being drunk and or stupid, or people who do something I find egregious. It is not hard to piss me off though. I kill for many reasons. You try to force yourself on me, you will die and or get castrated. I will kill you for attempting to shame or humiliate me. I cannot let men think they can talk down to me. And I cannot let women think they are better than me. I kill little ones because they are germy, needy and annoying. I am just a sick bitch. I promised myself that tonight, I would kill even more than last year. Either you can be my victim on a killer phone sex call, or you can be my accomplice. Which do you prefer?

Snuff Phone Sex: Your Black Widow of Death

Seeking a dark erotic experience. The deeply passionate love of death and all that leads up to it. This passionate exit from the world of the living as the New Year Dawns. I dreamt this Snuff phone sex scene in great vivid details.

We had our first date from a Gothic dating site. You, a newby and lured by the dark beauties of sinful persuasions. My poison is the blood of virginal guys that are hoping to be lucky with a goth chick. You are a mommies boy and dressing in black to try and appear to have depth and to think for yourself. But mommy controls you.

You meet me and run away with me. We go and stay in a catacomb in an abandoned and forgotten cemetery. I bring my ritual items and tell you to undress in the circle of candles. You obey like a good boy. I step close to you and kiss you deeply and with a incisor tooth nip your lip. The sweet blood slowly surfaces and I run my lips over it. Tatsing the life force that will soon be stolen.

I lean down and start to suck your cock. Have you practically ooozing at the first lick… leaving me no choice. You can’t cum yet! I slide this incisor fang into the head of your cock and again that delicious velvet wine from the veins surfaces to my lips. Followed by an oozing load of cum.

… to be continued..

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Snuff Porn Accomplice Cassandra

snuff pornSnuff porn get you off? I love to watch it too. It is foreplay for me. I used to be the snuff starlet. I paid my dues though. This is a rough industry for young ingenues. You get chewed up and spit out alive until you either die or survive. The strong survive. I survived. Now, I help make snuff flicks. Men come to me when they have an idea for a movie. I guess you could say I am in charge of the talent. I find the snuff stars and help film the movies. I used to feel badly about it because I hated it when I was young. But I played the game. I survived. And I have earned the right to now help men with their snuff movies. I know where to find new talent too. Every city has a part of town where the new whores troll for Johns. Some are trafficked girls. Some runaways. It is where I first started as a runaway Lolita slut. Snuff directors troll down there for talent and that is what I have been doing. Make a young girl an offer she cannot refuse, and then play Russian roulette with her life. Some snuff stars die quickly, some like me survive time and time again. Like I said, the strong survive. I am strong and I am scrappy.

I picked out Troy a winner. A young redheaded girl with porcelain skin and cute little freckles. She was fresh faced like he loves. She was young like he wants. So young she still had a naturally bald pussy and barely A cup titties. She was perfect for his rape phone sex fantasies. This one survived, but barely. Like she was bloody, and in pain. Shallow breathing because Troy fucked the life out of her. But she was still breathing. I filmed him fucking her, choking her, and anally fucking her too. I dumped her battered body back where I picked her up. I put some money in her pocket, so she was compensated for her time. In the end, girls learn to survive. I did.

So You Want Me To Get Rid Of Her….

Accomplice Phone Sex After we fucked this morning, you told me that you want me to help you get rid of your wife. My cold dark heart warmed only for the briefest of moment, my cunt throbbed at the idea. I told you that I have some friends who are criminals, black guys who need the money and would do it with enthusiasm. What I didn’t tell you was that I asked them to force fuck her first right in front of you. When I arrived with my friends, we grabbed your young step daughter and dragged her up the stairs, I ripped off her nighty to check out her worthless body. My three friends got to work pulling your wife out of bed and taking her clothes off. I jumped on top of you, pulling out your dick and jacking you slowly while they had fun with your wife. She screamed so loud when the first cock slid in her cunt, I started sucking your cock while you watched them pass her around. Helping you snuff her and make all your gang rape fantasies come true was the best gift any cold-hearted slut could ever receive.

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Forced to make Ass rape porn for the holidays

I was too intoxicated at a holiday party, and I went to a room to pass out. When i woke up i was being surrounded by a whole bunch of guys and my ass hole was being fucked. They were making Ass rape porn. I tried to fight him off me, but he had a knife to my throat. They were cheering as I was getting pounded hard, screaming that I better get ready to be gangbanged and have it filmed. I felt his dick go deeper in my ass as his hands wrapped around my neck. He started strangulating me while ripping my ass open. I passed out and woke up with my face being pushed onto the bed and I was suffocating. They were two dicks inside me and i was being fucked like a blow-up doll. When they saw I was awake, they forced another dick in my mouth. I was so drunk and weak I couldn’t fight back or even move. I swallowed a few loads of cum before I felt my asshole and pussy get filled up. I thought it was over but there were more dicks being shoved in my mouth and holes. I passed out again and they woke me up by slapping me over and over as they fucked me. I could smell blood and I knew my holes were starting to bleed from the pounding.

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But it wasn’t going to be over until they all fulfilled their Rape phone sex fantasies. I let them keep fucking me until the last guy started squeezing on my neck harder and harder. Everyone cheered and said they wanted to see me go limp and never wake up again. I passed out and woke up in a ditch. Somehow, I have a chance for pay back. 

Gangbang Rape Porn on Christmas Eve Because I am a Coke Whore

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn is not typical holiday fare. But then there is nothing typical about me. I look like a typical suburban housewife with her soccer mom SUV and 2.5 brats and a white picket fence. That is the illusion. Behind that picket fence, is a hot mess soccer mom who lives a lie. While my husband is at work and my boys are at school, I am doing dirty things to get coke. With it being the holidays, my husband and my sons are around all the time. I ran out of coke, however, Christmas Eve. I had to do some fancy talking to explain why I was leaving the house. I told my husband that I was going to help serve meals to the homeless. I thought he might want to go with, but luckily, he thought it was too cold outside for the boys, so he stayed home with them. I was in the bad part of town where homeless camps are, but I was making an ass rape porn with a bunch of men to get some coke. I was not being selfless. I am a greedy bitch. I want my coke and I will do just about anything to get it, including lying to my family and leaving the house on Christmas Eve. I was in this abandoned warehouse getting gangbanged by random men. No condoms. I even got smacked around a bit. Not the roughest sex I have had, but when it was all over, my ass was hurting. There had to be about 15 guys who took my asshole out for a spin. It was gaped open, partially prolapsed and oozing cum when I got back into my car to head home and pretend to be a normal soccer mom. My husband praised me for enduring the cold to serve the homeless. He thought I was sore from walking around downtown. If he only knew what a taboo phone sex whore I am… You won’t tell him, will you?

Follow My Snuff Sex Plan or Else

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When I’m providing the snuff sex fuck pigs for some deranged degenerate to dick down, I have to be the one who decides how the distressed damsels are dispatched.  Not because of my lust for blood or for anything overly psychotic, I just know how to kill a bitch without making too much noise, plain and simple.  I don’t want to draw any unwanted attention to ourselves and when you mix murder with fucking, guys tend to forget about the world around them and go a little nuts.  You can’t trust that kind of energy to make sound decisions and I can’t have some idiot blowing my cover no matter how much he pays me for my sexy slaughter services.  I got a good thing going, here, I won’t let anyone fuck it up.

Case in point; this fucking guy.  He’s been renting my rotten little wretches to use and abuse for about a year or so, usually just sticks to typical torture and beating my kidnapped beauties up with his bare hands.  I was a little surprised when he asked for some sluts that he could slay while he smashed, but dark desires usually escalate in these guys, that’s just how perversions go.  He’s a pretty good client, usually follows my commands to the T, so I didn’t think that this jump would be too much for him.  I was wrong.

The plan wasn’t hard to understand, it was going to be a simple two girl motel strangulation.  He even told me he was excited to see the life in their eyes fade out as his hands squeezed tighter and tighter around their throats and their holes squeezed tighter and tighter on his rock hard prick.  I had them slightly sedated and partially stripped down just as planned.  He was supposed to slap them around and scratch them up or whatever before ripping their undies off and having his way with their incapacitated cunts and unaware assholes.  He said he was going to make sure he came as they were gasping for air and their eyes bulged out of their sockets, those were his exact words.  Nope.

He beat on them and shredded their bra and panties right off of them just as planned.  He pulled out his dick and, right before jamming it inside of one of those unconscious cum sluts, he pulled out a pistol and shot them both in the head.  POW-POW!  It happened so quickly, I didn’t even have time to react.  In the moment, all I could do was gather my things and split, self preservation kicked in and took over.  I ran out of the room as he was going to town on the bloody blonde, hunks of her brain slowly oozing down the headboard.  

It didn’t take long for me to compose myself, there’s no way I’ll ever be tied to it.  I was really mad at myself for not seeing it in the guy for a while, but I’m over it.  I put him on my long list of losers who deserve to die and his time will come soon enough.  No one fucks up my world like that and lives to revel in it.  If you want to have sex with dead bodies then I’ll provide you with every ounce of fuck pig flesh you need to get your rocks off, easy-peasy.  You better follow my murderous plan though, Pally.  I don’t enjoy running, it makes me mad.

 

Bondage Phone Sex is Never Boring or Basic with a Coke Whore

bondage phone sexIt is never just bondage phone sex with me. I should know better by now, but I do not appear to learn from my mistakes. I blame the coke. I get so high that my memory is bad. But it is also tunnel vision. I get desperate for a fix, especially around the holidays. I need more coke than normal to get through the holidays. The stress of shopping. The stress of my in-laws. The stress of trying to act like a normal woman is just too much. Cocaine is mommy’s little helper. I was looking at the city paper for photo shoots and other seedy things to make some money. I am not skilled for much other than being a whore. Being good at snuff sex does not translate into real world experience that will make me any money, LOL. I am a whore. Now, I make good money as a snuff whore, but I do not get paid daily and I need coke daily. I am not good with money which is why my husband forced me to get a job. But phone sex does not support my habit. I can out coke Al Pacino in Scarface. I have been doing coke more than half my life. I found a bondage model ad and I applied. It seemed off. It was in a seedy house in the rough part of town. When you are a druggy whore, however, nothing is too seedy for a fix. I was hired on the spot and almost immediately tied up. A bunch of men of mixed races were standing around me naked. Huge cocks dangling in my face. Another gangbang rape porn moment in the books. They pounced on me while I was tied down. Multiple cocks in a hole at a time. They pissed on me. They made me eat their hairy, musky assholes. They slapped me. They dripped hot wax all over my body too. For hours. No one was taking pictures. This was not a photo shoot. This was another dumb bitch moment. After hours of abuse, they let me go but I go no money. Just laughter. Now, I am back to square one looking for coke. I will do anything you want for a fix.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies are Strongest Over the Holidays

cannibalism phone sexThe holidays bring out men’s cannibalism phone sex fantasies. There are many Hannibal Lectors out there. Does that surprise you? Thanksgiving begins the cannibalism season. Men start looking at women as pieces of meat they want to eat. Literally, want to eat! I have a close friend who has always wanted to eat a young girl as part of his festive meal. So, he paid me to be his accomplice and we went hunting for the perfect meal. I was just happy it was not me. I have meat on my bones, but I have fake tits. When it comes t o cannibalism, you want a natural woman. No silicone tits. No Botoxed lips. No tattoos. I fail all three tests. Although I may not be the ideal meal for a man, I know what is and I know where to hunt for the ideal meal too. There is a college bar not far from where I live. We sat outside and acted as Uber drivers for drunken coeds. We gave a few rides until the perfect meal stumbled into our car. Do you have snuff sex fantasies that involve cannibalism? You can admit it to me. It is the perfect way to dispose of a body too. Now, when prepping the meal, you need to scalp and debone your meat. That all comes after you cook the meat though. This little drunk whore had nice big bouncy tits. She was a brunette. No tats visible. Nothing fake on her. She was still young enough that gravity is her friend. The perfect meal requires hunting and patience. You need to prep your meal. We have our meal in the basement soaking in butter and water to soften the skin. I will season her next. She will cook over an open flame with veggies for almost 24 hours so she is thoroughly cooked. She will feed more than just me and my partner in crime. Want to join us for one hot fantasy phone sex meal?

Why I Hate Christmas……

Violent Phone SexUnlike most people I will spend my Christmas being brutalized by my brother and father! My daddy is one sick and sadistic monster now that my mom has been dead for five years, my brother is just like him too. Ever since mom died on Christmas, leaving me and my older brother with our perverted daddy, we have been his victims ever since. Eventually after enough violent abuse my brother just joined in on beating me and the force fucking never stopped once it began. I’d be forced to take daddy’s hard cock because he said it was my fault mommy is dead, eventually I started to accept that I was a bad daughter. I started to like the pain and even looked forward to daddy stuffing his cock in all my holes…