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Killer Phone Sex Bitches Come Out in Full Swing in the Spring

killer phone sexApril showers bring killer phone sex bitches like me. Once spring hits, the dumb cunts come out. I live in a sleepy small coastal town. We have a small college, and some businesses, but my town comes alive in the spring and summer because of the vacationers. And that brings me all sorts of dumb cunts to kill. Spring breakers, and bitchy high school girls vacationing with their friends or family. And I love to fuck up a teen mean girl. Someone needs to check them.

Even though I sometimes kill in my town, mostly I hunt in the city that’s about 30 minutes west of me. But sometimes vacationing sluts go missing. Teen girls get kidnapped for sex trafficking often. And some just run away. Since I never leave a trace of the body, it is easy to assume no murder occurred. Police then turn their attention to area predators.

Although, tourist season is not in full swing yet, some high school seniors came to town on their spring break. Rich bitches I assumed because their parents rented them the nicest home on the beach. I thought about calling some of my teen rape porn fans to come in and fuck them all. However, I decided I wanted to murder these mean girls myself.

Rumor got around quickly that they were stuck-up, entitled bitches. They bullied one of the Goth girls in town, who I know. Not friends because I have none, but we know each other from the Goth bar in the city. Four teen bullies, I could handle even though it was 4 against 1. Because I am an excellent murderer, I plotted to take them all out at once.

Teen Girls Go Missing All the Time in My Sleepy Town

Once in the house, I drugged each girl. Chloroform knocked them out, so I could get them on the boat quietly. I disabled all the security cameras remotely because I am an excellent hacker too. Although, I could have killed them in their beds, I did not want any blood in the house. That’s the sign of murder not kidnapping.

So, this snuff sex bitch killed and dismembered them on the ocean. Instead of feeding the wildlife to dispose of the bodies, I used marine life. Shark food. They could scream loudly, and no one would hear them but the fish. And I enjoyed carving their flesh and cutting off their limbs. I made it hurt, and I made it a bloody mess. But nothing a hose could not wash away. I find it so much fun to mutilate teen girls or coeds who think their shit doesn’t stink.

I could have been a butcher. No one carves up girl meat like me. No one. Their bodies will never be found. They just vanished in the middle of the night. No suspects and no leads. Only you and I know what happened to those teen bitches. And I know you will not say a word

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies are Safe to Explore with Me

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies I think are fun to explore, especially in a discreet way. I keep secrets well. Rich and powerful men hire me to explore their dark needs because when you have money, you can get anything you want. Seriously, anything you want. And that bodes well for this sexy accomplice. Men who hire me have unlimited resources to get what they want. But they need a female accomplice.

And Robbie comes from money. The great grandson of one of those robber barons guys like Carnegie and Rockerfeller. He inherited a boat load of money. And that kind of money gets men anything they want. Even a jailbait pussy to split in half. That’s what he paid me for. And since I take my job as an accomplice phone sex bitch seriously, I got him just what he wanted. A little super young cunt to fuck.

ButThis cute little innocent schoolgirl did not stand a chance with us. I snatched her up on her way to school and took her to my fat cat’s boat. Very Dexter like, but Dexter Morgan would want to kill us for being P predators. However, killing and fucking on the ocean makes body disposal easy. This little girl became shark food after Robbie got done with her. And I filmed it all.

When You Have Money, You Can Make the Sickest Fantasies a Reality

Below deck, the action happened. He anchored the boat about 100 miles out. And he came downstairs to fuck the little bitch. I had her stripped naked and restrained for him. He hopped on top of her and forced his cock into her little bald pussy. She screamed, but no one would hear her but the marine life. And she bled too. Robbie fucked her ass and cunt with such vigor that he split her cunt wide open making it look like one massive hole between her legs.

Once he finished exploring his rape phone sex fantasies, we disposed of her lifeless body. I stripped her clothes off, and we dumped her body in the ocean. And we watched two sharks fight over her remains. They ripped her in shreds. She will never be found.

Torture sex for a lost young slut

Giving Torture sex on a young dumb whore was the highlight of your day. Ever since you got the chance to rip a tight hole expensive when you were young, that’s all you can think of. “Where are your parents?” You ask the young lost slut. It was dark and late she shouldn’t have been in the park alone. She was too young to respond. Therefore, you grabbed her by the hand and walked her into the dark part of the park. There was a shed you had seen many times. “We are going to play a little game, then I’ll take you to your parents” you say as you lift her little dress. “It’s a grown-up game, but you must cover your mouth” you say as you bound her mouth shut.

Torture sex

There she stood naked. So, you pulled your cock out and started jacking off. “Time to play our game” you say with a smirk as you make her little hand stroke your pervy cock. At the same time, you started to rub her young bald fat pussy. Soon your cock started to leak, but you knew you didn’t have too much time. “Bend over, time for you to win the game” you instructed her. Instead of bending over, she started to cry. For some reason it made your cock harder. It reminded you of the first time you forced a little brat to please your cock. That’s when you forced her to bend and just spit on your cock.

“If you don’t want to win the game, I will” you said with a mean tone. Then you forced her little girl pussy on your big pcock. Her mouth was bounded, so it muffled her screams. The smell of her cherry popping on your cock drove you crazy. Since she was so little you were able to use her like a fuck doll. Her arms and legs dangled as you hard fucked her. The blood dripping from her cunt just lubed your cock and made it easier to push inside her. It was too much pain for her little body to take, she passed out.

As soon as she passed out her young pussy gripped your cock even more. “Fucking your little limp body feels better than fucking any other cunt I had before” you grunt as you start to fill her up. Finally, when all your cum fills her up, you pop your cock out her and push the end of the water hose. Before you walk away, you turn the water on. “That will wash you up before they find you” you say to her passed out little body. That night you slept better than you ever had. 

Ass Rape Porn Stars Hate to Fuck Sober

ass rape pornThis ass rape porn star gets herself into lots of trouble. And I do not seem to ever stop getting myself in trouble. My 9-lives expired 20 lives ago, but somehow, I keep getting lucky. This week has been a blur. I’m not sure how I got into this situation. On Monday, I partied with some guys I know casually. We have partied before, but they never sold me. One moment I am doing lines of coke on a coffee table with three guys. And the next, I wake up in a cage around a different guy.

From what I could piece together, the guys I partied with sold me to this guy so he could fuck me for a week. Perhaps, rent might be a better term. He let me go last night, but he held me in a cage for several days. My family thought I was dead or kidnapped. And I am running out of plausible stories to tell them.

This guy has a dungeon in his basement. And all sorts of BDSM equipment. Looked like a set out of a snuff porn. According to him, he tries to get junkies clean so he can fuck them, and they will feel the pain. A complete sadist. But I said I do coke, but I am no junkie. Semantics to him. Any drug he said makes a person a junkie. Maybe he had a savior complex too.

My 9-Lives Expired Ions Ago, So I Will Meet My Maker Before Long

It took two days for me to shake the coke and the withdrawal. He could get me sober. But I will never stay sober. I am not sure when I have fucked clean before. Likely over a decade ago. And now I know why I need coke to fuck. I’m a boring fuck when sober. Plus, I feel everything. And this sadistic man did more than just fuck me. He whipped me, fisted me and contorted my body into unnatural positions.

I hurt for 24 hours as he abused my body. And when he let me go, he told me I best stay off the coke or he would find me. Who was this guy? He seemed like some Scared Straight counselor with a sadistic phone sex streak. But I rarely listen to what men tell me. I came back home with another concocted story, found my hidden stash of coke, got high and slept for almost 24 hours. I just will never learn. Maybe I need to just party alone.

Blasphemy sex goes hard with a Teen Devil worshiper

Blasphemy sex

 Blasphemy sex with a man who needs …

” nice cracked skull, tiny young cunt-hole, bloody ripped-opened shithole makes daddie’s fuckrod rock hard! amen. Praise jesus! “ 

  Blasphemy sex makes you evil and you can never repent!

Worshiping the horrible acts of sin that you do and giving glory to your God is just about the most blasphemous thing and sp ludacris really. We all want to dabble in the dark arts and murdering and rape fantasies go hard with this devil worshiping slut!This devil-worshiping slut is ready to explore your darkest fantasies and desires. She’s eager to please and will do whatever it takes to satisfy your cravings. Let her guide you through the depths of your depravity and experience the ultimate blasphemy. 

Forget your Jesus, and Holy God you are in dark evil territory with me.  

Blasphemy phone sex with a teen devil worshiper

I would love to see you try to walk in a church on Sunday after the unspeakable acts we jerk off to!

You might set the Temple. Cathedral and place of worship on fire just by walking in the doors! 

Perhaps you’re the evil Priest boinking all the altar boys and seducing the young girls away from mommies for penance to mommies sins! 

For all things Blasphemy phone sex let me lead you astray into the world of Lucifer’s ambitions!

Cock and Ball Torture Sex Brings Me Pleasure

torture sexCock and ball torture sex is something that brings me so much pleasure. Perhaps you can say I am making this world better for women by neutering tiny dick losers, predators and abusers. Men falsely believe that their dicks are an entitlement. Cocks are a privilege. And I like to revoke privileges. Sometimes I do it for free. Sometimes I do it for a fee.

I always charge men more than I do women. Although I do not have girlfriends and I do not adhere to female bonding, some men I would not wish on my worst enemy. And Trevor appeared to be one such guy. He preys on Goth girls. He might not be a sexual predator; however, he is an asshole with a tiny dick. And I did not know about the tiny dick, until I had him strapped to my castration chair.

I got wind of the fact that this man would frequent Goth bars to look for women to date and use for their money. He dated this one girl that I know from the Goth bar scene and drained her bank accounts dry. Plus, he stole some vintage jewelry from her too. Word got around, and this sadistic phone sex bitch decided on payback. Not because I like this girl or even feel any solidarity with her. However, if his actions have no consequences, he will keep preying on Goth girls.

Men Need to Realize That Their Balls are a Privilege. And I Can Revoke Those Privileges Anytime I Want

I set him up. Made him think I wanted to date him and fuck him. Silly boy. Stupid too. I invited him over to my house last night. Spiked his drink. And when he woke up, he found himself naked and bound to my castration chair. Years ago, I inherited this old electrocution chair from the prison my grandfather ran. And I repurposed it. A plank extends from the middle of the chair. When my victim woke up, he found his cock and balls separated on this plank. His cock strapped to the plank, with his balls hanging down below through a hole in the piece of board.

He also discovered that I bound his wrists, head and ankles to the chair. And I placed a castration band called an elastrator on his testicles. It cuts the circulation from the balls. When this happens, the balls turn gangrene quickly. And that makes for easier removal with less blood loss. Although I did not want him to die from castration phone sex, I did want him to suffer. And I wanted him to live with the constant reminder of his actions.

Every action had a reaction. Men need to own up to their actions and suffer the consequences. And when they refuse to admit any wrong doing, I remove their balls so they will never prey on another woman again, especially not a Goth babe.

Accomplice Phone Sex Helps Rena Please Her Mans P-Cock

As the young girl is brought into the room, she can’t help but tremble in fear at the sight of you, my big cock hot man but to her, you are only  her captor. She had heard stories about you and your dark desires, and now that she’s face-to-face with them, it’s all too real. Her eyes widen as they land on your massive cock, throbbing and ready for action. She tries to back away but is held firmly by her accomplice.

“Please,” she whimpers, “don’t do this to me.”

You chuckle darkly and step closer to her, towering over her small frame. Your erection brushes against her leg as you lean down menacingly close to whisper in her ear. “I think you know exactly what I want from you.”

Rena watches with a mix of fascination and excitement as You begin undressing the girl slowly while maintaining eye contact with her throughout the process; it seems like an intimate dance between predator and prey. The terrified girl shakes uncontrollably under your gaze as each piece of clothing comes off revealing more skin beneath until finally there are no barriers left between them except for their breaths mingling together in anticipation of what comes next… but


Snuff phone sex

Babysitter Phone Sex Because Why Pay for Coke When I Can Pimp Out a Young One?

babysitter phone sexBad babysitter phone sex calls get my head spinning. Recently, I discovered that a good way to make money for coke was to pose as a babysitter. No, I am not talking about babysitting money. That’s chump change to what I can make by offering up a little charge to a man like you to fuck while the parents are away.  I have done it a few times. But I did it again last night.

I needed coke. Although I make decent money at this phone sex job, it does not cover my coke habit. Plus, my husband watches my account like a hawk. He knows I used to have a bad problem with nose candy. However, you know I still have a problem with coke. This guy I get high with sometimes made me an offer. And as he put it, it would be a win win for us both. His sister needed a last-minute babysitter because the teen girl next door got the flu.

Since this guy has long had rape phone sex fantasies for his niece, he thought if I agreed to babysit her, I could help him fuck her. He could not pay me cash, but he could give me a brick of coke. A brick? That’s enough coke to last even this druggy whore awhile. Fuck money. Pay me in coke anytime, I told him.

Sometimes, I Must Get Creative in How I Make Money for Coke

He told me the drug cocktail to give her. And how to bypass the security camera so he could come in the house, and no one would know he was there. So, I gave her the medicine with some chocolate milk. And she fell asleep 30 minutes later. Dead asleep too. I could see why he liked her. Cute thing. She’d make your dick hard too. I held her while he fucked her. She never even opened her eyes. It was like fucking a warm corpse. But this was teen rape porn instead.

He came quickly in her. But that was to be expected. He has beaten off thinking about her for ions now. Cannot blame him. You would have wanted to fuck her too. He left afterwards, but he left me with the promised brick. I cleaned her up, washed her sheets and her nightgown, and put the sheets back on as well as the nightgown. No one would know a thing.

He told me that if I agree to babysit again in the future, I will get a brick every time. Hell, yes. Why pay for coke when you can offer up a young cunt as trade?

My Tortured Twat

Violent phone sexViolent phone sex, My master cant get enough of it , you  fuck me so roughly and aggressive, like you hate me,Each thrust of your cock followed by a smack to my pretty face, my cheeks red and swollen from your love taps, Every time you pump into my cunt its followed by a hard punch to the gut, my pussy gets wetter with each strike,The closer you get to cumming the harder the hits, my nose leaking blood as your cock leaks cum, hitting me makes your dick hard as a rock, my fucking pain is your fucking pleasure, fucking you is like a full time job, my body sore tired and drained,Fucking you so painfully pleasurable, You punch my flesh over and over my pussy drips cum. Your hands around my throat makes my whole body tremble, your pain slut, my body craves your torture, hurt me punish me, I cant get enough, wearing my bruises proudly, the darker the bruise the harder the orgasm, beat my body fuck my cunt, fill me with your cum, My body aches for your touch, torture me master and cover my bruised body with your cum.Forever your fuck toy.

Snuff Phone Sex Because I’m Not Someone You Want to Mess With Ever

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, I do best. The gfe thing, I never do. Perhaps you could call me a black widow. I do not marry men to kill them for their money. However, I will kill a man for not listening to my verbal warnings to get lost or stop calling me baby. Most men see the look in my eyes and know I am not messing around. But some men just do not listen. Not my fault.

Last night, I went to my neighborhood Goth bar because I wanted a drink. Although I do not socialize in that bar, I know most of the regulars and they know me. The bartenders all know me, and what I like to drink. But everyone there also knows I am a loner. And I prefer it that way.

A guy came up to the bar, sat next to me and told the bartender to put my drinks on his tab. He was not a Goth boy or a Steampunk guy either. More like some suit and tie nerd. Even the bartender told him he best move along. But the nerd did not take the hint. So, I looked him right in the eye and said unless you leave now, I will give you free castration phone sex.

He laughed like he thought I might be joking. So, I showed him my knife. But only one. When I go out, I usually have about 5 strapped to my body. The fucking idiot challenged me with, “I’d like you to try, bitch.”

Men Need to Pay Attention to My Body Language and My Words

The bartender looked at the guy with shock on her face and told him he better run now. Even though I don’t do not socialize at this bar or any bar, everyone there has my back. In that place, I can get away with murder and mutilation. And I have many times. So, when this idiot did not heed the bartender’s warning, I unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and prepared to chop his dick off in the bar.

This idiot thought I changed my mind and wanted to jack him off. Stupidity deserves extreme cock and ball torture sex. So, I sliced his entire dick off and watched the expression of confidence change to one of horror. He passed out. While he was down, I cauterized the wound to slow the bleeding. Other bar regulars helped me take him out of the bar and into his car.

 We drove his car to a park miles away to put him in the front seat. This way he would think he drove himself there. Oh, I drugged his beer.  But it did not kick in until after I severed his cock. I planned it that way. And as a final touch, I put his dick on the dashboard. If anyone finds him soon enough, they can likely sow it back on. He will not remember he was at the bar or how he lost his dick. But he will never come on to another woman again.