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Snuff Phone Sex is How I Will Ring in the New Year

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is how I will end one year and start the next one. I kill or torture folks year-round, but I do it several times a day over the holidays. I feel more charitable over Christmas. I like to put losers out of their misery. Some tiny, dicked asshole is miserable from constant rejection. That constant rejection turns him angry. And the world does not need any angrier men, right? When Pete walked into my Goth bar, he smelled of desperation and loneliness. That scent is always intoxicating to me. I love to put a desperate man out of his misery. He asked to buy me a drink but ordered me what he wanted not what I wanted. He assumed that a Goth girl alone at the bar would be happy with any kind of attention, I guess. I spiked his drink so I could get him out of the bar easily. Once he was in my car, he started mumbling some bullshit about how I will be getting a gift from Santa Clause soon. I knew whatever was in his pants was not a gift, but a nightmare. The torture sex was on me that night. I tied him to his bed naked and spread eagle. His apartment had no signs of a woman living there. Not surprising. I went to his kitchen to check out his knives. He was getting a free castration this Christmas. He was drugged but still able to hurl some bullshit that I would not tolerate. I cut his balls off. I did not use anything to numb the pain either. No alcohol. No lidocaine. No castration ban. I wanted him to slowly bleed out and go into shock. It is very painful for a man I am sure to have a bitch cut his dick and balls off. If the wounds are not cauterized, the torture flick becomes a snuff porn quickly. Just what I wanted. To kill another angry tiny dick loser. Who is next? I am ridding the world of angry, useless men, one at a time.

Daddy Made Me Fuck The Chair!

Torture SexWhen daddy got all drunk after Christmas dinner, he made me fuck his favorite chair! Daddy has made me do some fucked up things but over the weekend he made me do something I’ve never done before. Daddy made me fuck the arm of his favorite chair while he, my brother and his friends watched me. I was saying how much I hate the chair and its weird design, its an eyesore but daddy said the arm of the hair is kind of like a butt plug. He told me to take off my skirt and fuck the arm of the chair. At first, I laughed but daddy gave me a look to let me know that he would beat me if I didn’t do it, no matter how ridiculous it sounded. He told me I better make my pussy squirt; he wanted me to put on a show. I humiliated myself humping the arm of that chair, my stocking covered pussy was wet because I knew daddy would force fuck me if I squirted for his guests.Teen Rape Porn

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I love being used as a taboo phone sex whore. I get to let daddy cocks use me, but they love to punish me with knives and clamps. They love to see me bleed for them. They like to see and watch me bleed. Tonight, they were fucking me into the dirty couch in the basement and I came without their permission. They love to punish me for the littlest of things. I saw the oldest man pull out his knife before dragging the sharp blade down my chest and across on of my pierced nipples, making the metal fall to the ground. My screams made them harder, and they did it again on the other tits. I’m going to be bleeding a lot tonight!

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?

Snuff movies with a evil bitch!

Taboo phone sexI bit a trick’s dick off last night! He thought he was going to short me money.. He considered my Blowjob a gift. I showed that fucker! I showed up dressed in an all black netted outfit, a pair of leather thigh high black boots and black lipstick. I figured what better way to celebrate Jesus’s birthday than to dress as if I were attending his funeral..

You know it’s always cash in hand first! I guess he figured since he is/was one of my regulars he didn’t have to give me the correct amount.. He was wrong! Of course, I took the money and didn’t say a word.. I began stroking his dick while he talked about how stressed he was and how much money he spent on his ungrateful wife and offspring’s! Not my fucking problem..

Once I got his dick nice and stiff, I smiled showing my pearly whites through my dark lips.. Running my tongue in rotation around his shaft, he gasped in such relief.. I wrapped my sharp black nails around his balls and began massaging.. Slowly running my tongue up and down his dick; I began easing his cock as deep down my throat as it could go.. Once it couldn’t go any further I bit in deep and ripped his worthless fucking dick off.

Tugging his cock as he quivered and screamed.. Leaving his worthless ass nothing but a fucking stump.. Funny thing is, I always met him in the basement of his house.. I shoved his bloody dick in his mouth and left him there to rot.. I am sure his wife found her worthless cheating husband suffering and even she was pleased to see what I had done to him.. There’s no denying he deserved it in more ways than one.

He was going to pay someway even if that meant through Torture sex.. I got the idea from one of my Castration phone sex calls while watching Snuff porn! 

Snuff Phone Sex is a Merry Christmas for This Sick Bitch

snuff phone sexMerry Christmas with snuff phone sex. Who is the annoying twat we are going to kill and fuck on Christmas day? I hate the holidays. They fill me with rage. It is not a jealous rage either. I have family and friends. I just do not get sappy or emotional ever, especially not on the holidays. As a little girl, I watched two grown women fist fight over a Furby Doll in a Walmart. I never believed in Santa. I was a logical thinker even as a little squirt. I grew up seeing commercialism dictate holidays, and that soured me on Christmas. Not to mention all the naughty boys and girls who think they deserve some expensive gift because you know them. I hate brats. To me, holidays are about taboo phone sex, specifically, killing one needy, entitled brat at a time. I have a holiday tradition. I break into a house on Christmas Eve and kill the little ones in the house. It is just a random act of violence that never gets solved. I traveled out of state this year to kill a little girl and her brother in the bed where they laid. No one will suspect me either. I come and go in the night and leave no trace. I butchered the babes as they slept. I put a pillow over their mouths as I stabbed them to death in their sleep as they dreamt of sugar plums and Santa’s sleigh bringing them gifts. It was not Santa’s reindeer, however, that they heard on the roof, but this sick bitch who came to ruin Christmas for their family. It is my holiday tradition. We all need holiday traditions, right? I just wish I had an accomplice phone sex partner to help me kill and fuck those young babes in bed. I do not need an accomplice, but I am feeling cheerful this holiday and think we could spread some cheer and mayhem together. What do you think?

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?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies are Not Just For Men

rape phone sex fantasiesMen are not the only ones with rape phone sex fantasies. I am not talking about men wanting to force me to fuck. I would cut a guy’s dick off for even thinking of fucking me against my will. I mean I have rape fantasies for young girls too. I can force my fist or a dildo into a little slut and make her scream. I saw this little cock teasing slut at the mall the other night. I am a Goth girl. Most little girls think of me as Wednesday Addams. This girl was hanging out in Starbucks getting men to buy her drinks. I observed her for a while and decided that she needed taught a lesson. Girls who use men like t hat give the rest of bad names. Plus, they just perpetuate the myth that if a man buys a girl something he owns her. I do not use men. I am a self-sufficient bitch. But I did follow that teen whore to the bus stop and offered her a ride home. She clearly was never told not to take rides from strangers. I am a Gothic phone sex bitch.  If she knew a fraction of the crazy shit that I have done she never would have gotten into the car with me. Not my fault she is a dumb cunt, lol. I took her to my cabin in the woods. I told her I could make her a scream queen. She just thought it was an audition for a mainstream horror movie. Not exactly mainstream. I made her a special drink with a roofie in it. Soon she was easy prey. While she was out of it, I turned the camera on and fucked her with a huge dildo.  She was going to be a scream queen, just for a teen rape porn, not a horror flick. I ravaged her teasing fuck holes. The girl was a virgin which shocked me. The way she was dressed and acting told me she was a little whore. But all the blood oozing from her cunt and ass told me she was all talk. I have her in a cage in my basement. I am not done with her yet. Thought maybe you might want to use her too.

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Mr. Old St. Nick is nothing but a dirty fucking pervert who preys on littles! I went to the mall today and saw rugrats or rather say, victims sitting on Santa’s lap.. I immediately began to have flashbacks of how he used to touch me and became filled with rage.. When I was younger that dirty old fat pig used to rub his tiny boner on my ass.. My parents never believed me! I was so traumatized I used to have nightmares about Santa.

I had no idea he wasn’t real yet, so I used to stay up all night.. to try and catch him! I dreamt of gutting his fat sloppy belly.. No matter how long I stayed up, that disgusting turd always managed to drop the presents off without me seeing him.. That was until I came up with the idea to poison his milk and cookies.. I wound up killing my dad! Ever since, I’ve had this burning hate for Santa Clause..

I got a job at the mall as Santa’s helper! News flash: Santa’s gone missing from Duxbury Mall… I chopped his dick off then shoved it down his throat and beheaded him. That fucking Fatso couldn’t fit in my trunk so I had to slice his stomach open and feed his guts to the onsite reindeer. As far as his head, I put it on a sharpened candy cane with his penis hanging out of his crusty lips and left it on his throne.

To all the littles out there, Santa’s not real! He’s nothing but a crusty old white man dressed in red, who legally gropes on lolitas. He pretends to be getting you what you want; only so he can wet his trousers from having your little butts seated on his saggy nut sack. I won’t allow anyone else to become a victim to his creepy old ways. I am in the mood for Ass rape porn, while having Killer phone sex and fantasizing about having Sex with dead bodies. I fucking hate Christmas!