Tag: Torture phone sex

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Might Make You My Victim

murder phone sex fantasiesHolidays bring out the extreme murder phone sex fantasies. I am always game to kill on and off the phone. Peter wanted to kill his ex-girlfriend. He wanted it to be painful and brutal. He needed my help for that. I am always game for torture and death. I met his ex at a party, and I made nice with her. I had to lure her away so her ex could execute his plan and her. I kind of liked her and I hate everyone. But money is money, and her ex paid me double my asking price. I drove her to my place for some after party drinks. I was amazed she trusted me. I looked different. I dressed in trendy clothes. I did my hair and my makeup more mainstream. I am a Goth girl, but this time, I looked like the typical girl out on the town looking for fun. She had no clue she was about to be a snuff porn star. I felt bad for her. Again, I never have feelings. She told me all about her psycho ex-boyfriend. When I heard the story, I changed the plan. I took a risk and told her about his plot to murder her.

In that moment, we bonded like I have never bonded with anyone. Peter had to die. We turned the tables on him. It was not easy, but my plan worked. He thought she was passed out, but she tackled him, which allowed me to restrain him. His death was epic, and painful, and a bit sparkly, LOL. I put a firecracker in his ass and blew his asshole out. It was messy, but painful. It did not kill him. We had to insert bigger and badder fireworks. We even used sparklers in is holes. His flesh was burning off his body. He could not believe that I took his money to kill his girl, and now he was the snuff sex victim. This guy was a psycho wife beater type. He wanted her dead because she broke free from his years of abuse. I am not pro woman or anything. I hate most women, but this girl, she was cool. She was a survivor. I let her put the final firecracker in a hole that I carved out in his belly. This was the one that killed him. Blew his guts out literally. I gave her half the money he gave me to kill her. I mean she did help me kill him. She earned every penny.

Snuff Porn, Coke and Torture is My Kind of Fourth of July

Snuff porn and fireworks anyone? I love the Fourth of July. I am in party mode. Okay, more of a party mode than usual. I blew through my first bag of coke quickly. You would have thought I was Al Pacino in Scarface. I called my son. I knew he would bring his mommy some coke. I also knew that mommy’s ass might pay the price. But who gives a fuck about the price if you are too numb to feel it, right? My son was in the mood to party with his mommy whore even though it was daylight. We had partied together the night before, so this was like a continuation. He wanted to stream our season. I never care. I know the viewers loves his ass rape porn mommy. I was starting to show the black and blue marks from the night before. My asshole was still prolapsed with a zip tie on it. I got in front of the camera after I buried my face in the big bowl of coke. I started twerking my ass so that my rosebud danced. No doubt it was painful, but with all the good coke my son gave me, I was feeling no pain. Not even when he took a cattle prod to it giving it an electrical shock. I felt some pressure discomfort, but no real pain. That was about to change. I thought maybe he would shove fireworks up my ass, but that did not happen. Thank God for small favors. He put a plastic bag over my head and got out the wooden paddle. He played whack a mole with my prolapse. He even whacked my ribs a few times to the sound of astonishing tips from the viewing audience.  Once I was suffocating to the point of near collapse, then my son would whack my prolapse and let me come up for air. It was torture sex on me, but I know that is what makes my son all his money. I do not mind being his cash cow if I can be his coke whore too.

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m looking for a man that can match my twisted desires and enjoy the most fucked up and evil phone sex with me. I have quite a few deranged fantasies that I want to explore with you but there is one that I can’t get out of my sick, little head tonight. I’m craving the blood of a tiny, innocent bitch and I know exactly where to find one. The little bitch next door looks delicious and I want to help you eat her up! Her window is only a few feet away and with the right help, I could have her splayed open and filled with your cum, in no time! I just need you there to force fuck her little holes while I’m ripping out handfuls of her hair and slicing huge chunks of her skin off. I want to hear her gurgling on her blood when you shove your cock in her mouth and start choking her. Let me pluck her tiny eyes out and chew on them while you’re destroying her tiny cunt and asshole. I can’t wait to run my tongue from the base, all the way to the head and lick all of her blood off of your big, thick shaft! Call me and help make me cum before I sneak over and start pulling this little bitch through her bedroom window.

Killer Phone sex Fire Lover Harper

Killer Phone sex

Killer phone sex for all the men in my life who like to play with fire.  Deadly, body-melting fire! I love everything about the hot flames and the white-hot heat that fire gives us. And I just can’t get over how fire consumes everything and it’s path. Fire doesn’t discriminate fire just takes what it wants for fuel melting, burning, and leaving only ashes and bones in its wake. Fire is a living being, breathing, eating, and reproducing all in a matter of seconds. Cultures worship the flame, and rightfully so! The most majestic and delay of all the elements Fire is a perfect addition to snuff play for a killer like me.   One of my favorite hobbies is to go walking through a forest that has caught on fire and seeing all the destruction that it has left.

Bodies of creatures taken by the flames show me how important the fire is for cleansing cleaning out all the rubbish. I’m sure that you understand the amount of destruction fire can bring. If you ever put in a house fire or had your car engine catch on fire and then you know that you are close to death. It takes just a second for fire to take its hold The true killer if there ever was one.

And when you set fire to a body things that happen are just so wonderful. Your flesh starts to melt and cook and crisp up. And all those nerve endings underneath the skin and even into the first layer of your muscle light up bigger than the flames could ever could. Searing intense never-ending pain. I once poured hot boiling water on me and I swear that I was going to die.  Fire is the best accomplice because there are so many ways fire can kill! I remember how It left a nice little blister bubbles and took a while to heal. I was in pain the whole process nothing really helps not pain pills, not creams. Just think about those wards with all those little fire victims The skin grass that has immense pain. Fun fact most people who are set on fire or involved in a fire that is burning out of control, they welcome death by smoke inhalation first.

That’s why the made-up hell of the Christian God always talks about burning because they know it is the most extreme pain and that’s a horrible way to die, imagine never dying of being burned continuously. There would be no mind no rational thought only blazing hurt. So when people talk about the most painful way to die during my accomplice phone sex I always tell them fire. Whether I have to pour gasoline on your body or throw you into a crematorium dying by fire is always the most brutal.  Burn for me, baby!

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Do

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is my specialty. I am on a snuff site for a reason. I come with a warning label, “Does not play well with others.” I don’t want to be your mommy. I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I don’t want to change your diaper you pathetic fuck. And I don’t want to be your sissy trainer. I cannot believe the IMs I get daily from losers who do not read. They think because I do phone sex, that I am a do it all kind of phone sex gal. Nope. I only cater to a man’s darker desires. If you want to be killed or castrated, you are in the right place. If you have rape phone sex fantasies for anyone but me, you are in the right place. If you need a partner in crime to help you kidnap, torture, fuck, murder anyone but me, you found your gal. You are starting to get the picture, right?

I had a guy call me last night to change his poopy diaper. I had to ask him twice what he said because I was in such disbelief that a fucking grown ass man would be in a fucking Pamper shitting himself and expect me to be kind and nurturing. Look at me you fucktard. I am a Goth girl holding a knife in almost every picture I have. I am not holding wet wipes or a clean diaper. I think sissies, and adult diaper boys are the dregs of society. I castrate and kill pathetic losers like them. Been doing that long before I ever started doing taboo phone sex. I have no respect or tolerance for callers who cannot figure out that I am not Mary Sunshine. The call did not go as he planned, but one less loser diaper boy stalking us phone sex babes. You have been warned. I am a dark dark bitch.

Fantasy phone sex: You can have literally anything you’d like. And more…

Fantasy phone sex

I love knowing men want to hurt me. Knowing their fantasy phone sex dreams are to torture and snuff me. Making me cry and whimper until there’s just nothing left. My whole life hanging by a thread and you  have the scissors. That’s what turns me on.

I sit here quite often and fantasize about how it will all end, who will finally do it, and make all my dreams come true. Maybe it will be you, could you imagine the life draining from my body as you snuff me with your kife, gun, or even something a little more sinister.

Anything will do, honestly. I just want to be taken slow and cruelly as you watch, slowly stroking your cock. Cumming on me once I’ve met my maker, by your hands. Don’t worry about getting in trouble, I’m sure noone will find out. I’ve purposly isolated myself, so when the time comes, it’s even more erotic, because no one will be looking for me. Just you, me and that lethal object in your hands.

Fuck it makes me so horny, and I realize how fucked up it is, and it makes me want it that much more.

Castration Phone Sex is My Kind of Date

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is something I am always in the mood to do. It does not take me much to want to cut a guy’s balls off. Sometimes, I even chop off his worthless cock too. Some guys know they have useless equipment and pay me to make them a Eunuch. I have more fun with the clueless guys like Larry. He is this little broke down dick guy I met on Tinder. The dating app has become my new hunting ground. I am usually only one swipe right away from a man with a big ego and a tiny dick. Those are the guys I plan to meet. Not to fuck though.  I will never fuck some tiny dick loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch. And I mean bitch in the badass dominant woman way. I don’t need men. I don’t want most of them anyway. Unless a man has a 13-inch cock and a deviant mind, he is useless to me. Larry had a 3-inch scared turtle for a dick. Yet he was bragging on Tinder about satisfying women all over the world. Satisfying how? Maybe he was satisfying them with laughter.

When he arrived, I gave him a spiked beer. His beer gut told me he never passes up a brewsky, LOL. He was stumbling quickly after drinking that beer. I guided him to my bedroom. It was all ready for this loser. I had a tarp on my bed and all my knives and restraints ready. He stumbled right past it all and fell on the bed. He was pulling his shrimp dick out for me. He told me is cock was not sucking itself. I barely waited after that comment. I took a knife and chopped his loser dick off. It flew off his body, hitting my wall with a thud. He screamed in pain. I picked up his cock and shoved it in his mouth. I said, “that dicks is not going to suck itself.” He looked at me in horror as he realized he was sucking his own cock.  I cauterized the wound and sent him on his way. It was just torture sex. I could have whacked his balls off too, but I wanted him to look down and know he is only half a man. He will not be on Tinder anymore, LOL. Loser.

Filmed my new Ass rape porn

I wanted better Ass rape porn. I have the usual young slut getting her asshole stretched open by a big dick. But I wanted something different. I got my camera, party favors, and I went out to see if I could film myself a new one. I went to a club, and I could see a very flamboyant manslut. He was drinking too much and being too loud. I could tell a few of the local men were not happy with that. I watched as one of them followed him to his car. I went right along too. Outside there were two other local men waiting for him. They called him names and one of them punched him in the face knocking him out. I pulled my camera out as I watched them bend him over their truck and ripped his pants off.

Ass rape porn

They used his little asshole like a jackoff sock, and I filmed it all. He woke up after the first penetration, but they just shoved a handkerchief in his mouth to kee0 him quiet. I zoomed in on the blood dripping down his legs when he was getting the first load pumped inside his ass. They continued fucking him hard and using his asshole while insulting his Sissy ass. By the time they were done he was beaten and dripping with semen, and I caught it all on tape for me to watch later. 

Torture Sex was My Punishment and I Took It

torture sexTorture sex was my punishment. No crying from me. No pleading or begging to be spared. I knew I was guilty. I accepted my punishment for the crimes of home wrecking and murder. I was put in an experimental prison. One that does not let you linger on death row for eternity. One that does not kill you humanely either. Again, I am a big girl and a pain slut. I did the crime, so I had to do the time. My executioner arrived to take me to my final experience in life. He was in a black mask with his face covered, so I could not see his identity. I was in my prisoner jumpsuit, which was promptly removed when he showed up in my cell to take me to meet my maker. He stripped me naked, put clamps on my pussy lips and nipples. He put a metal leash on the clamps and pulled me out of my cell like a dog. My execution was like something out of a snuff porn. I was injected with a drug that would kill me when I came. My orgasm would stop my heart. It was a just punishment. My executioner knew I was a pain slut. He knew how to arouse me. Even with the eminent threat of death, I was aroused when he started spanking my bare ass. His strong hands ran up and down my ass, squeezing my cheeks and smacking each cheek with a paddle and his hand. I was wet. He shoved his fingers in my cunt, pulled out a dripping finger and rubbed my cunt juice across my lips. He played with my tits whipping the left boob then the right one. Nipple clamps attached to the chain that was attached to my pussy lips, so he could yank the chain, and make me wetter. Every nerve ending was on fire. He worked fingers into my asshole and put a clothespin on my clit. Next thing he used was a Hibachi vibrator. Now, I was in trouble. Now, I was going to die. He turned it on full blast. With fingers in my ass, and that industrial sex toy on my clit, I had my last orgasm. As I came, I felt my heart tightening up. My executioner came on my face and tits in my final breaths. I came into this world a whore. I went out as a snuff sex whore too.

Knife play phone sex takes your manhood

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex will have you quaking and begging to keep your cock and balls! I have a mean streak in me when it comes to cutting a man’s dick and balls off. I have always been infatuated with blades and how destructive a knife or a good pair of kitchen scissors can be. I grew up watching bloody horror movies and I was always so obsessed with The penetrative slicing of a good sharp piece of steel. The most primitive weapon has so much destructive power. This killer knows stabbing someone many times is the bloodiest death.

Like every snuff whore I have my favorite ways to bring death to my victims. And the out of bonus of knife play is that I don’t always have to kill you to make you suffer and the most bloody way! I can just take your manhood and chop it right off. A nice slow Castration phone sex surgery is what you deserve sometimes! Just think you thought you were coming to get some teen pussy and you end up leaving without your cock or your balls! Oh, but I don’t see you leaving I’d rather keep you as my personal slave! Let me hurt you, you know you need it bitch!