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Have you ever found yourself wishing that you could find the perfect girl for violent phone sex calls? Well, you’ve found her. My name is Faith and once you call me, you’ll know then that you’ll never need to look again. When it comes to being the victim, I’m a natural because that’s what I have been my whole life. I even have my own fantasies about being the victim and if you want me to, I would freaking love to tell you about them. There’s one that I’m excited to talk about. Maybe if I tell you a little bit of it, you’ll be intrigued and call me.
So, I’m walking home from a bar one night and I’m not really paying attention to my surroundings. A man comes up behind me, pushes me into a dark alley and tells me to be quiet or he’ll slit my throat. He shoves me up against a wall, pulls my skirt up, and then shoves his cock in my cunt. He tells me that he has been watching me and has been looking forward to force fucking me. When he’s done with me, he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a knife…can you guess what he does with it in my fantasy?
The other day I had a call that turned into a castration phone sex call, but I don’t think it was meant to go in that direction. The caller told me that he was really into being fucked in the ass by young boys, but then he told me in the next breath that he was only into it because it was so taboo and that gay men should be castrated. I asked him what made him any less “sick” than gay men and he shockingly could not give me any kind of answer that made sense.
I told him that there was nothing I’d rather do less than talk dirty to him about his fantasy and he asked me what I WOULD like to talk to him about. I said that the only thing I could see myself discussing with him would be the removal of his balls. He got more excited than I thought he would and told me he’d love a role play involving that fantasy, so that’s what he got. There’s nothing more satisfying than the thought of castrating a man’s balls! I have countless devices to choose from. Let me cut your testicles off, baby.
I first discovered knife play phone sex a few years ago. I had been dating a much older man who had a huge knife collection. He was the true definition of a sadist. That man absolutely loved inflicting pain upon me. My torture brought him so much pleasure that I began to enjoy it myself. He conditioned my body to respond in a positive way whenever a blade would glide across it. Now just the mere thought of it gets my tight little bald cunt dripping wet. I love it when a man isn’t shy about what he really wants to do with a young slut like myself. I can see that beastly look in their eyes. That look that says they want to hurt me in ways I’ve never experienced. They want to smell the fear seeping from my pussy as they taunt me with their power. I wonder just how far you’d take it. There’s something about going past the point of no return that is insanely erotic and disturbing. My mind is a dark and depraved place for you to infect more with your sexual sickness. Come torture me with those sharp blades. I need to feel the warmth of my own blood oozing all over my body once again.
Be honest – have you ever fantasized about what it would be like to have sex with dead bodies? Maybe you haven’t ever thought about that until right now as I’m posing the question to you, but you SHOULD be thinking about it. You should even whack off to it. See, I have this fantasy that I’d love to share with you and I think you’re going to end up loving how twisted it is just as much as I do. Let’s just say that it starts with us kidnapping a girl together, cutting her head off, and then things really pick up from there.
Once we have her head, we can put it in the trunk and take it home with us to have some fun with. You know that it would turn me on so fucking much to see you slide your cock into that mouth and see it poking through the area where her neck used to be. Fuck. I might have to come over and start sucking on your balls while you do that. And of course, I’d be rubbing my cunt the entire time. I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself.
I’ve always loved it when men hurt me during sex, so it didn’t surprise me when I discovered that I loved sadistic phone sex calls. I really can’t help the fact that I love being in pain. It makes my pussy tingle and I get really wet. Even thinking about it during calls… well, I have to reach over to my nightstand and grab my dildo and start fucking myself. If you want me to, I can even cause myself pain while we talk. I have nipple clamps that I can squeeze on tightly. One of them could even go on my clit if you want me to. I’d do anything to please you.
Tell me what you would do to me if you had the chance to hurt me in real life. I want to know your deep, innermost sadistic thoughts. Do you want to just cause me pain, or do you want to go further than that? I know that sometimes things get out of hand and the women you’re with can end up dead. That’s such a kinky thing to think about. Do you want to tell me your perverted fantasies? Trust me when I say that the sicker and more depraved you are, the wetter this slutty little cunt of mine gets.
I get it. Necrophilia phone sex isn’t for everyone and that’s cool, I guess. It’s so much fun and I’d just hate for you to miss out on something that could make you cum so freaking hard. I didn’t think I was going to like it the first time someone called me and told me that’s what their fantasy was. Honestly, I guess you could say that I was a little bit put off by it, but by the end of the call, I was really feeling it. I even realized that I had my hand between my legs and was rubbing my pussy.
I had the best orgasm that day and that started my journey into necrophilia fantasies. I love exploring them with my callers who are into it, and I love helping the ones who aren’t yet into it find their way. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to fuck a cold dead body? There’s something to be said about having a partner who you don’t have to worry about pleasing. And you don’t have to listen to her complain about how long it takes you to make her cum. Dead girls don’t need orgasms.
Have you ever found yourself whacking off to the thought of really hurting someone? I don’t mean just spanking them or pulling their hair. I mean REALLY causing bodily harm to them. Maybe you really would not do anything bad to someone in real life, or maybe you would. But either way, what you need to satisfy you in the moment is a torture phone sex call with me. I’m the perfect woman for you because I too have those kinds of fantasies and I don’t feel even a little bit bad about them. And baby, I’m not a kink shamer. We like what we like.
But I have a little secret to tell you. More often than not, I’m not the one doing the torturing in the fantasies that I have. I am usually the one who is being tortured, beaten, and sliced and diced. Do you want to know what it’s like to hear me scream and beg you to stop torturing me? You will get all of that and more when you call me for some torture porn. I’m ready and waiting for you. Do you think you can hurt me more than anyone else ever has?
When I say you’ll have killer phone sex when you call me, I’m not just talking about the fact that it’s going to be freaking amazing. I literally mean we’re going to pick up an innocent young girl at the mall, on the side of the road, or wherever and we’re going to take her home and snuff her out. I know I sound pretty flippant about it…well, I guess I am. The life of that girl doesn’t matter one bit to me. All that matters are the feelings that I have when I’m watching the life drain from someone.
Do you think it would make your dick hard to watch me slice and dice a pretty young thing? I think we should put a ball gag in her mouth so she can’t scream when it starts to hurt too badly. I don’t want to hear her beg me to spare her life. That doesn’t do anything for me, except cause me major annoyance. I’d rather watch the fear in her eyes as she realizes there’s nothing she can do to stop me from doing the inevitable. If you have the same kinds of killer fantasies that I do, then we could get dark and twisted together.
When you told me to shut up and do as you told me to or there’d be hell to pay, I didn’t believe you. It was always just a fantasy all of the other times we fooled around and had knife play phone sex, so I didn’t think that this time would be any different, but it was. I told you no when you ordered me to get down onto my knees and suck your cock and that was clearly the wrong answer. Again, he said “Get down on your knees bitch” but this time he added “Or I will slit your fucking throat and you’ll bleed out while I jizz in your mouth.”
He held the knife right up to my throat as I sucked his cock and I could feel the cold steel blade up against my neck. I was afraid that if I moved too much, I’d get cut accidentally, but it was a risk I had to take. If I didn’t do a good enough job, I knew worse things than getting a small accidental cut were going to happen. I know you and your cock are just dying to know what happened next, or better yet, maybe you want to act it out with me.
A few years ago, I had a lover who told me that he loved watching porn that included sex with dead bodies. I was a little put off at first, but then I agreed to watch one with him. When I tell you that I was turned on in a way that I had never even imagined possible, I think that would be putting it mildly. My cunt was so wet, and I made him lie down so I could sit on his face while I watched. I had the most intense orgasm of my life and I wanted more.
After that first orgasm, I told him that I wanted to role play a snuff fantasy with him. He was so fucking excited because no woman before me ever wanted to do that with him. I went to the kitchen and got a butcher knife and took it back to the bedroom. He was already hard, but I swear that seeing me with that got his cock even harder. That night was one of the best I’ve ever had, and I would love to tell you everything. Do you think you can handle it? I think you should call me now to find out.