Category: Goth teen phone sex

Castration Phone Sex Games Can Get Wild!

Castration Phone Sex

Castration phone sex games are so much fun! I love tying up a submissive man and telling him how much i’m going to torture his cock. I start off by wrapping a thin twine of rope around the base of his cock and tie up his balls nice and tight making the bulge out. When I pull the rope tight his balls turn a deep purple color and I laugh at him as he moans in pain. I mock him and ask if he’s tired of these castration phone sex games and give his cock another strong tug. Then I gently run the tip of my knife up his cock and laugh at him evilly.

Knife Play Phone Sex

I bite the bottom of my lips as the first small drop of blood trickles down my knife. I whisper to him that I’m Going to do a knife phone sex game as I start to cut away his cock and giggle as he whimpers. when its cut away I pull off His balls with a twist and a yank. Then I close the wound with a red hot blade making his skin sizzle and seal. I tell him he’s a bitch and I’m going to make him eat his sausage and balls tonight. I laugh as i leave him tied up to the bed.

Babysitter Phone Sex Got My Mouth Force Fucked

Babysitter phone sex calls always get you so fucking hot and bothered, whenever I come watch your little slut you are rock hard when I walk in the door, but this time you need me to be your accomplice. You actually want me to help you molest your little one. I have been secretly fingering her hole when I give her baths, so when you saw me on the nanny cam you just knew I was the perfect accomplice. Once you filled me in on what you wanted me to do, I was all in; the extra cash secured the arrangement.  Babysitter phone sex

 

You told me to slip her a little treat in her pudding cup to knock her out, then undress her and tie her to the bed, spread eagle. Once she is knocked out and tied, I am supposed to loosen her up; you told me to get her really wet and open. 

 I used a few fingers and a huge dildo, by the time I was done you could have fisted her little slutty cunt easily, Moving on to her teeny tiny lil shitter. Lubed that asshole up and shoved a huge Butt plug up her shit chute, played around with it for a bit, then hammered her hole with the biggest dildo I own.

Once both holes were stretched out and ready, I called you in the room, your eyes lit up at the sight of her gaping holes. Stroking your cock as you undressed. Walking over to me, forcing your perverted cock down my throat was not a part of the plan. 

You got tired of me gagging and choking on your cock your fist rained down on my confused face, once my lip started to swell and bleed you fucked my throat harder, you didn’t cum in my mouth though you saved that for your daughters stretched out butthole. Follow me on X.

Used as an accomplice to snatch some barely young bitches

Accomplice phone sex

You needed an accomplice to pillage and ravage some young barely legal sweethearts to bring back to your dugon on doom. You’re obsessed with those young fuzzy fannies and the fear they show on their face while your holding them down either taking your rape fantasies out on them or torturing, like spitting on their faces, in their mouths taking all the power away from them.

Like you did to me, you forced fucked me with your dirty dick and threatened to take me life if I don’t follow your orders. Part of me leaks from my moist meow meow seeing all the anger take over you. My body goes weak and numb ready to take you on. Today you had a different plan. Kidnapping me as your accomplice as you stalk parks and schools. You finally find the perfect bunch to grab and shove in your creepy van.

Once we got back to your dugon you used me as an example. You tied me to a pull, gagged my mouth and whipped and brutally beat me. I’m raw and red and massive marks all down my body. Dripping with cum blood from your danger dick being shoved in every hole. Spreading my legs and choking me while your balls deep.

Domination phone sex

Accomplice to beatings…

The girls are shaking, quivering and huddled together. You grab them all by the hair and tie them to poles next to me. “Shut the fuck up” as you yell in their faces they look to me for help. “He’s an evil fuck” I whisper as you smack us all in the face. One by one with all our legs bound, you thrust your hooked throbbing big dick inside us. “I’m gonna bust a nasty load on all your worthless faces” you scream at us as your cock is dripping with cum, puss and blood from ripping us up.

Your evil load spewed like a god damn fire house covering all our faces and bodies. Unsure if we’re gonna make it out while your living out your filthy fucking fantasy.

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.

Let’s go On A Hunt!

Cannibalism Phone Sex

We decided to go on a little hunting trip in the dead of winter. Our victim was a blond slut young naked and terrified. She shook as we released her and told her to run. She screamed as we let her run through the cold snow covered ground. We glued bunny ears to her head and told he to run like a rabbit. We fired our arrows at her and laughed when they hit their mark her screams filled the night air so beautifully and her blood made the white snow turn pink with her blood. We were like ravenous beasts clawing away at her flesh until there was nothing bus bloody bones left in the red snow. With our bellies full of her precious meat we fucked. His cock slid into my dripping wet cunt and made me cum so hard. I loved the feeling of his heavy cock filling my pussy up and stretching me out. He filled my murder cannibal pussy with his hot creamy cum and then we went out in search of our next bunny. Like a pack of hungry wolves we always craved flesh and needed the sweetest meats to survive the long winter.

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Teen Phone Sex

I know you hear the rumors that I’m a little teen slut, a teen phone sex whore who helps men jerk off with just the sound of my young voice. 

God, it makes me so wet to hear men cum, it’s like sweet summer music to my ears.

But unfortunately, I don’t have anyone to pound me into the mattress after work hours are over, and I’m just left horny and starving for cock by the end of my shift.

That was until I met you. And you taught me how a real man fucks.

I love how you like to tie me up and bring all the nasty things I talk about at work to life. 

You fuck me like the good little slut I am. You love it when I bring out my sexy voice when we fuck, and I tell you to “Fuck me, Daddy!”

My favorite is when I’ve had a busy day with many horny callers, and I have so much pent-up cum that I need a fucking so hard, it will make me SCREAM!

Lets Cut Her Up And Drink Her Blood Together!

Cheap Phone Sex

I love being a cannibal whore with my filthy satanic boyfriend. We fantasized last night about kidnapping a catholic school girl. She would be blond with a flat chest and puffy nipples a flat stomach and a little bubble but. We take her to our cabin and my boyfriend strips her down and starts raping her tight little hole in this fantasy. She screams and cries as he pumps his demonic cock in and out of her tights hole I start shaving off her hair as she screams and give him a big kiss then we slit her throat in this fantasy and I fill two cups up with her blood and we drink it down before we fuck over her dying body as she chokes on her own blood I laugh and giggle as he fills my pussy full of that hot demon cum then I start carving her to pieces and feeding him her raw flesh and he kisses me sharing her flavor with me. I just cant help it I love cutting them up and eating them with him. He calls me is devious cheap phone sex whore and we make her body into a chili and feed her bones to the pigs.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Provides an Amazing Thanksgiving Meal

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex dinners we should savor. Last week I kidnapped a drunk coed I intended to kill because I found her obnoxious. But I had a change of heart. Oh, I still killed her. Just not that night. She became my Thanksgiving meal. And she will feed me through the winter months.

Girl meat tastes succulent. Very rich like duck meat or venison. But you must prepare it correctly. And a lot of time goes into the preparation. You can cook a girl a few ways. But I prefer slow roasting over an open flame. I live remotely, but I do have neighbors within a mile on every side. And girl meat as you cook creates a pungent smell. And it can carry. So, I do my best to mask that smell with pineapple and a buttery herb sauce. But burning hair smells the strongest. So, before I cook a girl, I shave her head.

Now some people who enjoy a fine dining experience like me kill their meal before they cook it. Not me. Sure, it feels like torture sex to burn over an open flame, but it makes the meat taste better and I don’t necessarily care that some drunk bitch suffers for a couple minutes. It took me a week to soften her skin with butter baths. Some people might remove the organ meat before cooking, but I like to cook it inside the body. Most of the organ meat survives the 22 hour slow roasting procedure. And it tastes just as succulent as the flesh.

Girl Meat When Prepared Properly Tastes Succulent

Once my meat is properly cooked, I eat it. But obviously I’m one person and my meat could feed an army. So, I carve up that meat after my meal. And that’s rather laborious. It takes all day. Sometimes even longer than it takes to prepare the meat, but I’m patient.

I have roughly 200 different containers to put her remaining flesh in and a few specifically for organ meat. And a big freezer in the garage to store it. I save some of the bones with meat and cartilage still on it for my dogs. And I feed the rest to the wildlife outback. Why should I be the only one who enjoys a good Thanksgiving meal.

I will admit, I outdid myself this year, and I made the smart decision keeping this girl as my Thanksgiving meal. She turned out perfectly. Flesh literally dripping off the bones as I sunk my teeth into a piece of white meat. My dogs loved the smell apparently. They gathered around me, so I shared some with them. And since I cooked the girl meat outside, I had quite the gathering of wildlife waiting for the scraps too.

It’s a sadistic phone sex bitch Thanksgiving. And I have plenty of girl meat left over. Some of it still feels warm. Would you like to break bread with me on this very special day with this very special meal?

Goth Teen Phone Sex Whore needs to be tied up & fucked!

Goth Teen Phone Sex

 

Goth teen phone sex whore isn’t just my job, it’s the perfect excuse to drag pathetic little men like you into my dungeon and make you fuck me.

“You caught me just in time. I’ve been such a bad little goth teen slut today, thinking about you tying me up and making me beg.”

I’m only your whore, you know that. I’ll spread my legs wide and finger my tight pussy while you listen and watch, but only if you promise to punish me later for being so fucking desperate. 

Maybe you should put my hands behind my back with the fuzzy handcuffs so you can fuck me without anything in the way. 

Imagine me on my knees in front of you, collar around my neck, and the leash in your hands. I’d suck your cock so deep, gagging until tears smear my eyeliner down my cheeks.

Tell your goth teen whore how you’ll bind my ankles, spread me open, and fuck my ass raw while I scream into the pillow, Daddy.

Bloody Phone Sex is What Thanksgiving is All About

bloody phone sexI become excited for bloody phone sex near holidays. Thankful that the world is full of bitches and assholes who I can massacre. You would think people might be nicer to each other around the holidays, but I find it to be the opposite. The asshole in people comes out. And personally, I just wait for folks to show their true colors. Watching and waiting patiently for my turn to seize the opportunity to kill someone.

Instead of hunting for intruders in my local Goth bars, I branch out. No one hassles me in a Goth bar. However, their true colors show when they see a Goth girl in a yuppie bar or a college bar. And I like to think that it helps me thin the herd. So, I went to this dance club. Because I knew every douche bag in town would be there. Let me tell you the douche bag quota appeared high. But so did the bitch quota. I can enjoy snuff sex with a bitch too. Just not a Goth bitch.

Honestly, I’m surprised men don’t kill more bitches. Perhaps they do not know the right accomplice yet. That would be me. Because I know how to get away with murder. I can have my cake and eat it too. Did I mention I like to play with my food. I picked up this bitch at the bar waiting until she looked drunk enough so I could act like her Uber. Dumb cunt: you cannot trust a woman like me. I saw this woman in the crowded bar, milking men, teasing them and even humiliating the ones who would not buy her a drink.

Sometimes, I Plan to Kill a Bitch But I Cook Her Instead

Bitches like that give women a bad name. So, I took her to my dungeon. I had immediate plans to just eviscerate the bitch. Make it a bloody massacre and prolong her torture. But I decided to save her for my Thanksgiving meal. She appears to have just enough skin on her. And a little extra meat on those bones makes a meal taste more succulent. I’ve been soaking her in butter to soften her skin. Dosing her with Xanax to get the fight out of her. She’s a noisy bitch.

But I’m going to enjoy a cannibalism phone sex Thanksgiving feast. I’m going to feast on bitch meat. Either way she still will die. But at least now her death won’t be in vain. She’ll know she fed me for the winter months. She’s not fat, but she’s pleasantly plump. She will provide me with I guess about 50 meals.

Once I soften that skin, I’m plan to slow roast her over an open flame. I will have to start cooking her Wednesday though. If you cook a bitch too fast, it dries her skin out. And I like my meals tasting juicy. Succulent. With the flesh just falling off the bones. Her story is not finished yet. I’ll let you know more once I cook the bitch. Perhaps you want to join me on Thanksgiving meal.