Category: Bloody phone sex

The taste of human flesh makes me cum

Cannibalism phone sex

I’m an evil bitch but my true love is the taste of human flesh, especially fat meaty cock, those leak out more blood than a heart. My cannibalism is bloody evil, if I fuck you there’s a good chance you’ll be on my dinner plate later that night. You need to feed me.

The tastiest part of the body is the dick and balls, they leak so much. After I’m done sucking on your cock I like to keep it coated in cum when I cook it.  I’ll give you the best blow job you’ve ever had then finish you off while your body is jerking having a full orgasm and you hit that peak. You won’t even see the knife coming. Mmmmmm I love the fear and the blood, it makes my pussy so wet thinking about cutting you into tiny pieces while I’m sitting on you, fucking the living shit out of you.

When my victims catch on I’m forced to tie them down and force fuck them, I want my creamie cunt filled before I kill. I gag their mouths and tape their eyes shut, torturing my food is so fun! I’ll grind that dick while controlling their airway. Getting the perfect kill requires skill and the more cum they spew up inside me the tastier.

Knife Play Phone Sex Because I Can Inflict Maximum Pain with a Kinfe

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex remains my favorite. I inherited a massive knife collection from my grandpa when he died. Some of these knifes historians would consider priceless because they date back hundreds of years. My grandpa bought most of them on the black market, so they are not traceable. No one knows I have these knives. But I never leave a dead body anywhere for folks to discover. I let nature take care of the remains. But when I castrate or mutilate men, the knife pattern will not be traceable if a victim goes to the police.

Did you know that a forensic specialist can tell you the type of knife used to stab someone. Then they can see who has purchased one of those knives in recent months. So, when I do a free castration phone sex visit, I use an untraceable knife. Plus, I enjoy using ancient knives to remove a man’s junk. It offers a more barbaric or medieval feel to the torture.

Knives just have more versatility than a gun. You cannot torture someone with a gun. You aim, you shoot, they die or bleed out. It’s quick. The pain does not last long. Although I often cauterize the wound after I remove the balls, the pain lasts. It’s a physical and psychological pain. If a man did not want to be castrated, he lives with the pain of never being erect again. Psychological pain can last forever.

A Knife I Feel is More Versatile Than a Gun

I gave a free castration over the weekend. He deserved it. This hipster douche bag tried to spike drinks at the Goth bar. Did you know a girl can wear a certain nail polish that if she dips her finger in a drink, it turns a different color when the drink contains roofies? Few men do. But I tested a few drinks and lured the culprit back to his place. He wanted to fuck a Goth girl.

But I did not want to fuck him. However, I did want to inflict maximum cock and ball torture sex pain. So, I used a rustic knife to chop his balls off. And I did let him bleed a little before I cauterized his wound. Normally, I take the balls as a souvenir. In my dungeon torture chamber, I have over 100 balls in a jar fermenting as a reminder. Sort of my trophies. But I left this bastard’s balls in his mouth to shut him up.

He appeared to still be breathing when I left. But he passed out from the shock. Dumbass. You do not come into a Goth bar and spike drinks to force fuck women. Not in my bar. Not on my watch.

Pop Her Fucking Cherry

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex. Help me take my sisters virginity, Pop her fucking cherry, make her cunt bleed on your cock, rip her pussy make it hurt. I want the slut to suffer, she has always been daddy’s favorite, He never hurts her how he hurts me, I want her pussy to hurt when we are done with her. The lil whore must suffer, Lube your fucking cock with tiger balm and shove it in her snatch. I’m holding her legs wide open for you, my pussy is dripping when I sit on her face . The perfect view, my nipples are hard as stone ,grinding my pussy on her face, her tears are mixing with my cum as you shove your thick fuck stick in her pussy ,her screams are muffled by my pussy as you pound your fucking cock in and out her fucking cunt. I see the blood on your cock as you ram in and out her fucking virgin hole, the more she squirms the harder your dick gets.your cum filled balls slap against her fucking ass as you go deeper inside. Harder daddy make her pussy cream on your thick dick, shoot your fucking load in the sluts cunt , cum for me master cum in her now wide pussy ,When you spray your load inside her pussy it mixes with the blood of her popped cherry it looks like her pussy is oozing strawberry milk on your fucking cock, The party is just starting, her asshole is still awaiting your punishment.

Killer Phone Sex Bitch Removes Your Cock and Balls for Any Reason

killer phone sexBeing a killer phone sex bitch never gets dull. And that’s the main reason I like this job. Plus, it makes me look legitimate to the government, you know? Although I make great money doing this, most of my money comes from being a mercenary. People find me on the dark web and hire me to help them kill someone. Or perhaps, they want me to mutilate their junk. You might be surprised what folks pay for. And how much they pay for their dark needs.

Clay hired me to castrate him. He claims that he tried many times to do it himself but always chickened out. Of course, I took the gig. So, a few men I castrate want to be castrated. However, most of my victims got a free junk removal because they pissed me off in some way or hurt someone I know. But a few wimps like Caly understand that their junk causes more problems than it is worth.

Extreme cock and ball torture sex guys want the ultimate CBT. Others know that their micro penises never please women, so why even keep it. And some men prey on young girls and women. They believe they cannot control their sexual urges. Urges that will land them in jail. Personally, I don’t give a fuck why you want your junk removed or mutilated. I only care about the money.

I Love to Castrate Dumbasses

However, Clay’s reason for wanting castrated proved to be a first for me. He already violated his very young niece. Although she is not too young to rat him out to her parents. So, this loser thought that if I chemically castrated him, he would have a sort of alibi for the crime. If his dick cannot get hard or produce any cum, how could he have violated that little girl. Dumbass, his DNA could still be tested. But I did not tell him that.

In fact, I relished the fact that he would lose his junk and likely get arrested too. If you want to diddle little girls, go right ahead and diddle away. But be smarter than Clay. I gave him the castration phone sex he needed and wanted. But not a chemical castration. That would be too easy and painless. I busted his balls. Then I chopped them right off with garden shears. Made a bloody mess of his bathroom. I got the money. All I cared about. However, I guess now he cannot commit any more sex crimes because he will never get hard again.

Gangbang rape porn is not very pretty in a barn

Gangbang rape porn keeps me in the barn for far too long. It’s my prison and his paradise. The dank earth and moldy hay fill my senses as I lay here, a broken toy after another abuse-filled day with Master Daddy. My cunt is gaping, stretched beyond belief from the relentless pounding of beasts and men alike. Thick horse cum oozes down my thighs, a nasty glaze that reminds me of my place in this world.Gangbang rape porn

I used to dream of a life more than this. Of love, tenderness, a gentle touch. But Master Daddy has beaten those naive notions out of me, leaving only a craven, cock-starved slut behind. He gets off on my degradation, reveling in every depraved act he forces me into.

I think back to my first night here, whimpering as he shoved his massive African bull’s huge veiny cock into my tight virgin holes. The pain was blinding, but it opened my eyes. There was a twisted pleasure in the brutal deflowering, a sense of purpose. My body could take abuse like no other.

Master Daddy went wild that night. He hollowed out my pussy with his thick equine dick, plowing me until I squirted and screamed. Then he threw me to his furry friends – a pack of thirsty Rovers, a snorting pig, even a nervous goat. They fucked me in tandem, queening my face and prying open my holes until I was leaking sloppy l seed from all orifices. Such humiliation, such ecstasy! Daddy loves the kind of Torture sex that makes me swallow my vomit, filthy, dark and disgusting.

 

Come sit on my exam table…

Medical fetish phone sex. I love playing doctor and tonight your my patient. I’m not here to save lives though, in fact, I may end yours. I need to check all parts of you to make sure everything’s working properly which is why I have my tools.

Sit on my chair and lay down, let me hear your heart racing as I listen through your chest. I’ll take down your pants now and grab your balls, “cough bitch” I tell you with a knife in my hand. Now spread your legs, let me grab that shaft and exam your cockhead. I swirl my tongue on the tip and taste your pre-cum. Hmmm something’s off. Let me stroke that shaft harder and see what I can find. You begin thrusting the harder my hand goes. Your so close to cumming but I’m not done yet. The evil side of me wants to chop this thing off but I want to play for a little longer.

I hook you up to an alarm which means you can’t leave the bed, trapping you down. In my hospital uniform I sit on your hard cock, moving my hips side to side. As I’m fucking the shit out of you I check your pulse and your heart is racing.  You see my knife but there’s nothing you can do.  Just as you shoot up my wet little pussy I stab your neck. Lights out sweatheart!

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie wants to play

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I love playing an accomplice and helping kinky men live out their most evil phone sex fantasies. When a guy doesn’t have a specific scene in mind, I always end up talking about my latest victims. I get black-market, throw away whores that Daddy buys off of some sketchy website for us to play with, mutilate and dispose of like pieces of trash. Daddy has a thing for watching his little princess torture and snuff out other little sluts. His most recent obsession is watching me skin our victims alive. He strokes his dick while we see how much of their flesh I can strip off before they go into shock and we have to finally force fuck them and then beat them to death to put them out of their misery. That last little one held on for so much longer than we expected her to. I used a sharp knife to slice her skin off, filet her tiny titties and pussy lips and carve her eyes, lips and tongue out. I turned her into a bloody, wet pile of squishy, exposed muscle and then started beating her with my spiked bat. I broke her arms and forced her legs open so wide that her hips popped out of place and she couldn’t close her legs to resist Daddy anymore. Her screams while he was forcing his dick into her and tearing her tiny pussy open, were magical! After helping him fuck her and rip her holes with his fat dick, she was starting to convulse so we knew it was time. I laid her out on the concrete floor of the basement and smashed her head in with my bat. Daddy had already shot a few loads off but watching me bash in that little bitch’s skull got his dick stiff all over again. I hope you’re as horny and kinky as Daddy because this evil snuff lover slut wants to play! 

Knife play phone sex how low can you go?

            Knife play phone sex how low can you go? Like can you slice all the way through? Just a little? It has become a game now, doesn’t it. How low can you go with the knife. That is the point to end him. To be a killer? Looking to make it bloody? If so, then you need to nick the artery with the knife blade. Don’t want it to be bloody, avoid it and you a pin prick on the tip of the knife.

            By all means, sharpen the knife. Make it razor sharp. Next, we find the victim. I will lure her in. Be your Accomplice phone sex whore. That is after all just what you need with your knife at the ready.     

            In fact, you might just say that your knife is like your phallus. An extension to you. All you need to decide in the first place is how they will meet their demise. In other words, let the game begin and may they forever not be in the victims’ favor but in yours.

            Without delay I will bring them in, help you with the pain, the pleasure, and finally the knife play. After all your knife is your phallus and I do so like being a good accomplice and wielding them both.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Because We All Have a Killer Instinct

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies live rent free in our minds. But for most people, that’s where they stay. In their minds. But not me. I am not most folks. I have an impulse control disorder. When I meet someone who annoys me or pisses me off with their actions or words, it takes every bit of inner strength to control my murderous impulses. However, there is a time and place for murder. So, I learned to hone my rage. My grandfather taught me self-control. And how to kill undetected.

If not for my grandpa, I would have been sent to prison as a teen. In a fit of rage, I killed my high school bully in the woods on my way home from school. Although no one saw me, I left my DNA everywhere. And I did not hide the body. I ran. But I was covered in blood. At first my grandpa thought I injured myself. So, I confessed what I had done. And my grandpa cleaned up my mess.

Anyone Can Get Away with Murder But They Need to Learn How

However, he saw the killer phone sex instinct in me. He recognized it because he had the same instincts as me. But he learned how to kill undetected. And how to clean up a crime scene to avoid detection. My second kill he supervised. He even picked out the victim for me. Another bully from school. But not a bully of mine. He taught me about surrogates. If I have a personal beef with someone and its well known, I become a suspect when they die or disappear.

But if I find a similar person whom I have no connection with, my name will never come up as a suspect. I have killed a couple folks with a connection to me, but a connection no one would put together. For the most part, I still practice all the snuff sex techniques my grandpa taught me. And now I teach others how to do the same thing. You can get always with murder too. But you need my help.

Cum with me on my killing spree

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex. Ever thought of a female batman? One who goes out at night in search of the bad guys? Well that’s me except I kill, torture, in search of blood of those men who live out their rape fantasies. I like to capture them by seduction and make them my little toys.

You can smell them in a crowd after they laid eyes on you. The creeps, the gropers. I want them all. Take them back to my place and do what I please. I always tie them up then tape their mouths. I don’t want to hear a peep or these pussy’s scream. Put my strap-on on, panties on them and make them my bitch. Turn them over, pull up their panties and shove my big cock up their asses.

Leash up their neck, my favorite an electric collar and pound them using all my bodyweight. I want to violate every creep’s butthole, tear their ass up and make them bleed out. I wanna watch them cry. I love this shit.  Using my knife I’ll cut them clean while I’m cock deep inside. For the nasty boy’s I always keep their balls in my box of “creeches”.  Killing them without leaving anything behind.