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Snuff Sex is the Perfect Christmas Gift

snuff sexI’m all about a snuff sex Christmas. Let’s just say that I think a few folks do not deserve to be alive on Christmas Day. Perhaps you could consider me an evil Santa Claus. But in my mind, I’m helping society. I’m making the world a better place. One of my favorite things to do this time of year involves porch pirates. I’m sure you’re familiar with the term. Losers who decide to steal other people’s packages for Christmas. I consider them to be the grinches or the scrooges not me.

My local news reported a porch pirate ring, but I knew there had to be a ringleader. If I cut the head off the snake, the rest becomes useless. So, I set up a trap to be able to catch who’s pulling the strings. And the trap turned out to be easy. I just ordered myself a bunch of Amazon shit and left it on the porch. I hid my ring in a non-obvious place to be able to catch the culprit without the culprit knowing that I caught him or her on camera.

And once I caught this bitch, she became a snitch immediately. Pissed herself too, so I killed her. I got what I needed from her. And I gave the wildlife behind my house a holiday meal. Her mother-in-law turned out to be the leader. She couldn’t wait to give her up. A middle-class woman who lives in a nice neighborhood does not need to be stealing packages or running a small crew of porch pirates. She’s killing the Christmas spirit not me. So, I thought she deserved some killer phone sex.

I’m The Grinch Who Saved Christmas

I lured her way almost as easily as I did her daughter-in-law. But this bitch did not receive a quick death. She didn’t deserve it. This bitch did not need to steal other people’s presents. Plus, according to the dead daughter-in-law, she blackmailed everybody in her family into doing her dirty work. So, she deserved a slow, torturous death. And I consider that my specialty.

I’m sure that bitch and her family consider me the Grinch who stole Christmas. But everybody else knows the real Grinch was her. I carved her up like a Christmas turkey. First, I carved porch pirate across her chest, slicing off her nipples too. Then I plunged the knife into her belly button. If you do it just right, you can watch them attempt to keep their insides from spilling out of the open wound.

I made sure this bitch knew what she stood trial for. And why I prolonged her agony. Her actions had consequences. All actions have consequences. And her consequence left her gutted like a pig. I loved watching her take her final breath and every labored breath before that last one too. I may be a statistic phone sex bitch, but I’m the Grinch that saved Christmas. Just nobody will know that but us.

Kidnapping Phone Sex is on Your Naughty List This Christmas

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex fantasies appear easier to make happen during the holiday season. The malls seem packed with brats. Some with their parents or big sisters, but many of them alone. Ripe for the picking. That is, if you hire the right accomplice.

Young boys and girls still possess a lack of stranger danger for women. Parents should raise their young ones to understand that women can be just as evil. Behind every good P man is a woman who helped him be all he could be. Although it’s true that initially when I bought my freedom from my former master one brat at a time, I felt guilty about my actions. But now I realize most of these girls grow up to be bitches and gold diggers and cheating whores, so why should I feel guilty.

Jon wanted a little blonde waif of a girl for Christmas. And I’m Santa’s evil helper so I brought him just what he needed for his teen rape porn. And I found her easy to lure away. I took her on a little shopping spree and then I brought her home. But not her home or my home. I brought her to Jon’s Vrbo home he rented. That’s where we planned to film his spank bank video. However, Jon did not want his little teen kidnap victim to act willingly. And this little girl felt like a natural whore.

Let’s Kidnap and Fuck Your Teen Wet Dream

So, I instructed him to fuck her hard and choke her, even slap and punch her to elicit the reaction he wanted from her. If you want to get off on a girl’s fear, you must give her something to be afraid of. And young girls nowadays grow up with porn at their fingertips. They grow up in a world where sex tapes, being in a sugar baby or having an only fans account are the quickest ways to make money. So, to make a girl afraid of sex, you need to get rough with her.

With a few slaps and chokes, she showed the fear he wanted. She screamed, and she cried. She even fought a little. And she appeared to be a virgin. For all her initial daddy talk when she first saw him, I assumed she was nothing more than a little skank. But his dick looked covered in virgin blood. And the camera loved that.

He fucked her for hours. And this teen film turned into a snuff porn quickly. She died while he fucked her, but that’s because he discovered that he enjoyed being rough with her. I filmed her taking her last breath as he came deep inside her virgin cunt. Too bad he couldn’t restrain himself because we could’ve made a lot more videos with that little girl. The camera loved her. But the world appears full of hot teen whores. So, we can find him another one just as easily. Who can I kidnap for you this Christmas?

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Kill and Torture

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex makes me very happy. I’m not a gun girl. I find zero pleasure with easy kills. And I am not fond of quick kills either. Now if you’re shooting somebody from a far distance that requires some skill. But close-up? You just aim, point, shoot and then somebody dies. Too easy and too quick to be fulfilling for a sick bitch like me.

However, a knife always requires skill and precision. And you can use a knife for so many different things. You can stab, chop, dice, cut, flail, slice and myriad other things too. A knife prolongs the pain. And for me, I enjoy that the most. Inflicting pain on my victims I find satisfying. Although it is true that I am a sick bitch, I don’t normally kill and torture somebody without justification. I’m making the world a better place with torture sex and murder.

Perhaps you could call it population control. Or maybe you could view me as a vigilante ridding the world of assholes, bitches and predators. But trust me when I tell you I only kill with a reason. If you wrong me or somebody in my community, I can’t let that go unpunished. But sometimes I kill for hire. A girl needs to eat right? But sometimes even the people who hire me for murder don’t lack justification. So, I flip this script on them.

Tia hired me to kill her husband. And I do my research on my intended targets every time. Because I learned that I can’t just take my client’s word that the person they hired me to kill, indeed deserves to die. Tia described her husband as violent, manipulative, and a fraudster.

I Lack Zero Issue with Contract Kills, But Be Honest with Me.

But when I did my research, I discovered none of the details she provided me with about her ex held any truth. He’s not a fraudster. But as the CEO of a very respected tech firm, the man appears worth millions. I think she just wanted his money. I believe in capitalism. He appears to work hard for his money. He holds a good reputation among his employees, and he even gives bonuses and offers brat care and extended maternity leave for the women.

For the CEO of a multimillion dollar firm, he seems to be a decent guy. As far as the abuse claims, I discovered no reports filed. And she told me she took out a restraining order against him, but I could find no court record of any of that. The bitch lied because she wants her husband’s money.

So, I took her money but instead of killing her husband, I did him a favor and killed her instead. The world does not need any more gold diggers. Although I generally consider myself pro woman, even though I hate a lot of women, I attempt to stop men who physically and sexually hurt women. But I don’t think this guy would hurt a fly.

She, on the other hand, has a long history with a law. The CEO married a gold digger. Married a woman he probably did not even truly know. But it’s OK because I killed her. And I made it hurt. Since I know they always think of the husband as suspect number one, I made it look like she just ran away and left him. No one will ever find her body anyway because she’s bear and coyote food now.

This Sadistic Bitch Kills with a Purpose

The moment I stabbed her in the gut her entrails spilled onto a tarp so there’d be no DNA evidence. She could not believe the betrayal. And I explained to her that I verified everything she told me and nothing seemed true. She tried to offer me up half of his money, but I had already stabbed the bitch. But I stabbed her in just a way that although it will be a bloody phone sex mess, she will die slowly and painfully. So, I told the bitch I needed to make the world a better place by removing a gold-digging liar like her.

It took her four hours to die. And I watched her slowly bleed out. Plus, I even watched her try to hold her guts in. Perhaps I filmed it too. I filmed her torturous death because I can upload it on the darknet and people can view it for a fee. I guess you could call me a very dark content creator too. Even this sadistic bitch possesses some integrity.

I am more than willing to be your accomplice or your sadistic mistress. But be honest with what you want. Don’t lie about it. If you want to kill some little girl because you just want to fuck a tight snatch, say so. Pay me. And let’s do it. But liars, cheats and manipulators never survive me.

To Make a Teen Rape Porn, You Need an Accomplice Like Me

teen rape pornMen contact me because they want to make a teen rape porn. And they need an accomplice to make that happen for them. Most men don’t know how to protect themselves from such nefarious things. So, they reach out to a professional accomplice like me to take care of the nitty-gritty details that keep them off the radar of the police.

Alex needed my help. One of his coworker’s teenage daughter cock teases him. She flirts with him at office gatherings and parties. And he told me he just can’t take it anymore. He wants to fuck her. He wants to explore his dark desires for teenage pussy.

But I cautioned him about using her as his teen porn star. Teen girls are a special breed. And they can be difficult to keep quiet. She could ruin him. And since she knows him, she holds more power over him. I suggested a surrogate. A look-alike girl that I would find for him. But he insisted he wanted Erica.

So, I told him as his accomplice phone sex partner that he should remain quiet and wear a mask so she could not identify her attacker. And I would need to drug her to cloud her memory. And he agreed to those terms. I’m not only protecting my client but myself also. I kidnapped the whore on Friday night, and my client enjoyed her tight little holes all weekend long. I just kept her drugged up. So, she wasn’t very responsive as he fucked her. But I did hear a few moans.

As Your Accomplice, I Take the Risks So You Can Enjoy the Fun

He’d go home at night and sleep in bed with his wife after telling her he spent the day golfing. We couldn’t do anything too out of the ordinary to draw suspicion on him. But his wife never got word of the missing girl. I think because as a hot teen slut, her parents assumed she ran away or just took off to hang with her friends for the weekend or something. Likely they did not report her missing immediately.

So, he enjoyed some fun. He fucked her pussy and her ass. And he wore the mask and never spoke to her like I instructed. He enjoyed exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for his coworker’s teen slut daughter. And I cleaned her all up. Even gave her a douche to try to flush out all his DNA. I dressed her back up and dumped her in a park where she would be found. I doped her up with ketamine, but not enough to kill her. Just enough to blur that memory. She won’t remember anything we did to her.

And although there will be trauma to her pussy and ass, no one will know if she asked for that at some party where she experimented with drugs or if she got kidnapped and brutalized. I took all the risk so my client could have all the fun. And I can do it for you too.

Sometimes, Mommy Gets Asked to Inflict Cock and Ball Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sexIn a weird turn of events, a man requested torture phone sex from this submissive mommy whore. At first, I hesitated. Not really my wheelhouse to be on the dominant side. But I do have a lot of rage inside of me because some of these tormentors of mine have come close to killing me on more than one occasion. Plus, this guy offered me a lot of money for cock and ball torture.

And with the holidays approaching, I’m going to need a lot more Coke than normal, so I decided to do this. I needed the money so I can keep up with my horny sons and all their friends for the three weeks they will be off school. This man explained a well thought out fantasy phone sex scenario involving cock and ball torture from mommy. With the abuse I’ve taken simply because I am a mommy, I channeled that rage and put it right into his balls.

I tied them up for my safety. Because when my rage comes out, it’s hard to stop me. And I didn’t want him to have second thoughts and turn the tables on me. Since I’m normally the one tied up, I know a few things about tying good knots. I had him strapped down to my living room table with his legs spread. And I took my husband’s cane, and I started smacking his balls with it. However, apparently, he enjoyed the pain. I did not think he’d keep an erection, but he did. So, I started smacking the shit out of that worthless cock too.

Sometimes, I Get to the Dominant One and I Love It

And boy did I enjoy that. I went back-and-forth between that cane and a flyswatter, smacking his balls and his dick. But then I had a brilliant idea. So, I excused myself to my bedroom and I came out wearing stiletto heels. I got on that table, and I stomped on his balls. I channeled one of those Riverdance girls and I did a little jig on his balls in stiletto heels. Oops. I popped a nut. Flattened it. Deflated it. And he still maintained a fucking hard cock.

Personally, I don’t know how you keep an erection during cock and ball torture sex. But he did. And I thought I was a pain slut. This man appears to be a much bigger pain slut than me. But when I busted his other ball, I deflated his cock. I felt like a champion. I don’t think he wanted his balls literally busted but that’s what he got. He still paid me. What kind of loser pays a woman to kick him in the balls? I don’t care. I’ll take that money, bust those balls and laugh all the way to the bank.

Snuff Movies and Chill is My Idea of a Date

snuff moviesI enjoy watching snuff movies with men. Especially men who I would like to make a snuff flick with. And I’m not necessarily talking about as my accomplice. I like to watch the expression on men’s faces as they watch extreme cock and ball torture in an underground film. Because when they react strongly to such a film, I know it’s going to be enjoyable to inflict that sort of pain on them.

I dupe a lot of men into thinking I want to fuck them. But that’s easy to do. You can be a Goth chick or a big, beautiful woman, men don’t care. They’ll put their dick inside anything for the most part. I don’t need men. Men like to think that women depend on their cocks.

But we do not need men. If we want to birth brats, we can go to some sperm bank for that. If we want an orgasm, they make a variety of sex toys geared for women’s sexual pleasure. And a lot of those battery operated boyfriends bring women a lot more pleasure than a breathing man.

So, any time a man treats me like I should be grateful that he’s giving me any attention, I decide that man needs my brand of extreme cock and ball torture sex. Alex picked me up at a bar. He seemed different from most predators. He did not attempt to spike my drink with a roofie or anything. But I still found him annoying. And not simply because he walked and talked. The shit he spewed out of his mouth made me think that he believes the world needs more “trad wives.” A Goth bar is the wrong venue to spew that caveman shit.

Men We Do Not Exist for You

I will never be somebody’s wife. And if I ever get married, I would never be a traditional wife who stays at home, makes bread from scratch and makes arts and crafts with the little ones while I homeschool them. I am not Laura fucking Ingels on the Prairie.

This man, I needed to torture for shits and giggles. And to let him know women do not exist to take care of him. So, once we were at my place, I spiked his drink. I put on some torture porn, and I watched as he looked horrified at what he saw. And then I whispered in his ear that’s just a little taste of what’s to come later, darling.

I think he shit himself right then. That’s an exaggeration. However, he did piss his pants. But I planned on ripping them off him anyway, so I could mutilate his junk. I started with a castration band around his worthless balls. And then I carved up his dick with my name on every side. He let out blood cuddling screams, which makes my pussy wet. I get off on fear and pain. Folks call me a wicked butcher for a reason.

For hours, I mutilated Alex‘s junk. And eventually, I chopped his balls off killing his chances of ever marrying or procreating. He’s entitled to his thoughts and opinions on where women belong. But he must face the backlash and the consequences of such antiquated beliefs. And one of the consequences of such archaic thinking is castration phone sex. Repeat after me men. Women do not exist to be your caretaker and your fuck dolls. We no longer live in a caveman society. So, wake up and get with the program and maybe I’ll let you keep your balls.

Bad Babysitter Phone Sex Accomplices Take Care of Everything

babysitter phone sexIt’s no secret that I’ve been a member of the bad babysitter phone sex club for a couple years now. As a master of disguise, I can pass myself off as a professional nanny or babysitter. I’ve got a slew of fake IDs because I grew up in the seedy underworld of perversion. And I met a few people who seem very skilled at creating fake IDs.

 So, when a client approaches me for assistance with a young girl, I just pick an ID, change my appearance, and apply for the job with the adorable brat that best resembles what my client wants.

Charlie wanted a young blonde little schoolgirl. Sweet and innocent looking. Think of the girl next-door. I found a few matching his description and I took some screenshots. And he picked them in the order he wanted them. So, I applied for three babysitting positions, and I got the one with the little angel he wanted the most. If a man has a rape phone sex fantasies for something young and sweet, I will help him get it. I planned everything.

But this was not just a night gig. I stayed in their home for three days while they dealt with a death in the family. And I watched their baby girl. But I got her fucked too. The key to doing something like this is the right accomplice. Somebody like me who knows how to make a little cocktail that erases a young girl’s memory. And proper cleanup. I gave the girl a good night cocktail and I put a tarp under her bed so her virgin blood would not stain her sheets.

I am a Bad Babysitter Accomplice Who Can Help You Fuck a Young Girl

So, Charlie came over around midnight after the girl fell asleep and the drugs kicked in. And he fucked her. She stayed passed out for most of it except for a few moans. He paid me and left. And I cleaned her up. I sucked the cum out of her tiny little pussy. Washed her up. And disposed of the tarp. I put some ice on her little swollen pussy to help heal it. I had two more days to act normal.

 She complained that her little pussy hurt when she peed the next day, but I told her she likely just had a bladder infection or something. And I gave her some cranberry juice and some Tylenol. So, if the parents take her to the doctor or something, I still don’t think they find out she lost her virginity. She’d pee in a cup and get some antibiotics.

But I don’t think anybody know that she served as teen rape porn slut for a dirty daddy and a bad babysitter. Hell, the girl won’t remember what we did to her. Plus, the cum would be gone by thing. And if they do figure it out, they would look for a different person than me, a person who does not exist. And that’s because I’m a very smart and savvy accomplice.

Mutilating Your Sweet Girl to Bloody Bits

Mutilation Phone SexWho is she? That Sweet Girl in your life that you want to destroy. Mutilation phone sex would be so much fun if we make her our focus. Holidays are a bitch and I have a lot of aggression I need to take out on some stupid pretty undeserving little cunt. I want to tear her to shreds and bloody stumps.

You can fuck her pretty holes, her mouth, pussy and ass. And when we run out of holes to fuck, or those get too stretched out. I can make new ones with a blade, or an icepick! I love torturing girls, they always cry, whine and scream so pretty. Oh won’t you let me go a little further? Slicing that fuck meat off, and feeding it to her will give her a whole new outlook on life, what she has of it left anyway.

Dismemberment sounds sexy to me

I really want to desecrate her though. Dismembering her, even. She deserves it. So sweet, so pretty, too perfect. You know it. I’ll lure her to a secluded place, my family owns a cabin in the mountains. No one around for miles, and my daddy keeps all kinds of pretty tools. We could Strap her to his wood laith, and then I can hold the chisel. Knocking that little cunts teeth out first so she can give you the gummiest BJ of your life!

There is just so much I wanna do. You fuck her, I’ll snuff her. Then we are bonded for life!

Taboo Phone Sex Whores Never Lead Dull Lives

taboo phone sexThe life of a taboo phone sex whore never seems dull. And that’s because we only look like soccer moms. But we never act like them, at least not in the traditional sense. I go through a lot more cocaine over the holidays than I do any other time of the year.

And that always leads towards poor decision making. Earlier, trying to get cocaine, I found myself on a live auction feed where men planned on selling me to the highest bidder for God knows what. I dodged that bullet, but I came under fire again, two days later.

With my sons inviting so many bonus boys over for the holiday weekend I needed energy to keep up with them. Coke gives mature women the energy they need to keep up with young teenage lovers.

Plus, I had to deal with my sisters-in-law too. And that’s never pleasant for me. After all these years and two sons later, they still think of me as a trashy gold digger. And just for the record I no longer spend my husband ‘s money on cocaine. I earn it the old-fashioned way, even if it puts me in harm’s way.

This Mommy Does Unspeakable Things for Cocaine

I met with this drug dealer recently who I try to avoid. He’s one of the biggest producers of snuff porn in my state. But he’s known for paying a woman very well to star in one of his films. The problem is you might end up with a broken bone or two because he likes his films to look real. So, I know it’s always a gamble with him, but I also know he’s legit. Just violent. He appeared happy to see his favorite redheaded soccer mom too. He told me he planned on calling me to make me a sweet deal.

A very rich collector of snuff films reached out to him. He wanted a violent mommy son video where the son explores his rape fantasies for his mommy on film. But he would punch mommy, kick mommy and restrain her while destroying her fuck holes. I’m no stranger to rough sex. And I needed his money because I was starting to lose my energy. Plus, I ran out of Coke the night before. I needed this gig as much as he needed a willing, redheaded soccer mom.

One of These Days Some Man will Beat Me Dead

Luckily, the film lasted no more than an hour. But I did not escape unscathed. I did get my cocaine though. A huge bag of it too, but I earned every penny of it. My costar punched me and violently fucked my pussy and ass. This felt like an extreme ass rape porn. Destroyed my butt hole on film with his monster cock and even his fist.

I still have ligature marks around my neck from where he tried to strangle me. I needed to wear a turtleneck, so my husband did not see the marks. He broke a couple of ribs and my nose too. So, I told my husband I fell down the stairs.

I survived, but I look like I met Mike Tyson in the ring. But luckily, I have a big bag of cocaine for all the pain. And I’m a creative liar. I can make my husband believe anything. I’m sure he does not want to know what a truly sick bitch he married. I willingly endured that kind of pain just for a fix. And I will do it again in a couple days too.

Force Me To Take It Up The Ass

Ass rape porn I can’t get enough Ass rape porn. After my first time being fucked in the ass it has become a fetish, I love being fucked up the ass, at first it hurt a little bit but once he got it all the way in I fucking loved it. My foster daddy forced his cock in my ass as a punishment, little did he know I fucking love it, I beg him to stop, scream bloody murder as he stuffs his big cock deeper and deeper into my asshole, that really gets him going, his cock gets stiffer every time I beg him to stop, I am cumming so fucking hard as he forces his perverted cock deep in my shit chute, he ask if I had enough and I say yes, knowing he is just going to drill deeper in my shit hole. Slaps reign down on my ass cheeks as I scream louder, his big balls tighten up and he cums so hard in my now gaping asshole. He tells me every time I make his cock hard that I will get his stiff cock deep in my ass. So now I am sitting here thinking of ways to give him a boner so he can force his cock in my tight asshole, any suggestions?