Category: Bloody phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Torture and Kill

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite because my weapon of choice will always be a sharp blade. I love to sink a knife into a tender belly or use it cut off testicles. I think a knife requires more skill and has more uses than a gun. My grandfather used knifes. He was a hunter and not just of animals. I have shared some things about my late grandfather with my callers and readers of my blogs. But this is a story I never shared. Once, when I was a little girl, a friend of my father’s tried to touch me. I kicked him in the balls and made sure he knew I would stab him in the heart if he tried to touch me again. Even at that young of an age, I was a little ball buster. I told my dad and my grandfather. My dad was useless to me in that moment, but my grandfather had my back. My grandpa gave me my first taste for castration phone sex. That day I learned about revenge as the best justice. My grandfather invited this guy to go hunting with him but did not tell him he was the one being hunted. I was with my grandpa when Tim showed up. My grandpa played dumb and so did I. We went to the middle of the woods and that is when my grandpa showed his true colors. He pinned Tim to the ground and took his pants off. I was standing next to them holding a big knife. I was not scared or nervous either. My grandpa always had my back. Tim was fighting and screaming, but no one to hear him but the wild animals. My grandpa was a strong man. He held Tim down and instructed me what to do. I took a man’s balls for the first time as a schoolgirl. There was a lot of blood and screaming, but the torture sex made me want to do it again. We left him in the woods. He would either crawl back to civilization or be bear food. Never saw Tim again. He became a missing person that day, so I assume he became bear food. Or my grandpa went back and buried him in the woods. Either way, Tim the predator would never prey on a young girl again.

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home Invasion Phone Sex

Home invasion phone sex turns me on! I imagine you breaking into my home while I’m alone in my bedroom, legs spread eagle as I masturbate. My vibrator is buzzing and the porn I’m watching is loud and I’m too into fucking myself to notice you at the door, watching me. You charge inside, and pounce on me, grabbing me by the hair and telling me not to scream while you hold a knife to my throat. I obey as you take a finger and start rubbing my wet cunt. I’m still aroused, so I writhe and moan a little at your touch. Your hard cock is practically bursting out of your pants and you tell me to take it out and suck it. I hesitate and you grab my hair harder and threaten me. It’s a massive 14″ and thick in diameter; way to big for me to take. I start kissing your balls, then work my way up your shaft to the tip of your cock. I slide you into my mouth hesitantly, but you–impatient–shove your cock in my throat, making me gag. You throat fuck me violently, calling me a filthy whore as I spit up on your dick, making you fuck my throat harder. You pull out of my mouth and pounce on me, violently shoving your oversized cock in my pussy, making me take it. I scream in pain, it hurts so badly and you’re bottoming out in me! My screams arouse you even more and you fuck me even harder, tearing my labia and making me bleed. You bite my breast, completely taking off a nipple and spit it back in my face before turning me over to force yourself into my ass as I try and fight you off. I cry as you split me open and beg you to stop…but you don’t stop until my gaping whole is filled with blood and your cum, which you make me suck off your cock. You threaten me not to tell because you know where I live and promise that you’ll be back night after night to take my ass and pussy again. I’m secretly delighted, almost as much as I am terrified. 

The Teen Phone Sex Slasher!

Teen phone sex

I spent New Year’s Eve making a couple of pretty, young fuck pigs’ scariest teen phone sex fears into a brutal reality.  What, did you think I’d spend the night imbibing with a bunch of dumbasses that do nothing more with their idiotic little lives than find reasons to convene and get shit faced?  Do you even know me?  First off, I drink alone.  Second, go fuck yourself.

I have a client who hates his stepdaughter and has wanted to teach her a lesson for as long as he’s been a patron of my sick services.  Last week, he was torturing one of the pieces of kidnapped fuck meat I keep in my basement and mentioned that he was taking his woman out on the town while his wifey’s little bitch was having her best friend over to watch scary movies for New Year’s.  The idea hit me instantly; they needed a real life slasher to terrorize them and I knew exactly how to do it.

Creepy skull mask, black cloak, big fucking hunting knife.  Obviously I had access to the house so I didn’t worry about how I was going to gain entry at all.  My inside man told me I could hide comfortably in the basement, the little bitch never goes down there because she’s afraid of it.  That’s exactly what I did.  Lingered in the lowest level of the dwelling and listened to them do their stupid standard teen girl stuff while I snooped around and waited for the right moment to strike.  

I couldn’t have planned it better, they were watching some old “cut ‘em up at camp” movie when I slowly crept up behind them and waited for a really tense moment.  Just before the screen scream queenie got grabbed, I snatched one of the little sluts by the foot and, in the matter of just a couple of seconds, dragged her into the darkness behind the couch.  Honestly, I had no idea which one of them I had, it didn’t really matter at that point.  The one in front of the TV had no clue what had just happened and didn’t even start panicking until she heard her friend scream.  

He just wanted me to scare his stepdaughter, he didn’t want her to die.  I’m happy to report that I controlled myself and she is alive.  Beaten, sliced, stabbed, tortured and anally penetrated, yes.  But alive.  Her friend, not so much.  She shouldn’t have run and tried to get away from me, all that did was get my adrenaline going and once that happens, all bets are off.  What can I say?  Don’t hire a killer to do your dirty work if you don’t want killer phone sex, Guy.

 

Butchered By a Cannibal

Cannibalism phone sex

 

The Butcher has me in his clutches. He sharpens his cleaver as he prepares to finish me off. I cannot believe that I am here. I was kidnapped, taken to a butcher shop  where I was hung on a mental, sharp hook in a dark, cold freezer by my upper back until he was ready to butcher me. When he took me down to be butchered, he tenderized me with a hammer. Bang bang bang against my skin and bones. He would break every bone that I had in my body, causing me excruciating pain. I screamed bloody murder and begged for him to stop, but he would not listen to my pleas. Now I am laying on a large chopping board, unable to move due to my bones being broken and waiting for my fate. The butcher got out a guide to butchering humans, read it for a few seconds, took his meat cleaver and chopped my foot off. I screamed until I couldn’t scream any more. “My foot! Why did you take my foot?” I cried. He took my foot and started licking the bloody meat on the part he chopped off. It looked like it took everything in his power to not eat the entire foot right there, and put the foot down so he could resume to butchering my body. I don’t remember much after my foot was chopped off as I passed out from the blood loss. I might have ended up in someone’s stew. 

Torture phone sex: Taking me for a test drive…

Torture phone sex

I’ve always been so afraid when my Master tells me I’m going to be training with a new torture phone sex Dominant. Some of them can be super intense and mean while others say they are mean and are just like cuddly teddy bears. It’s weird, but I’ve had both types. I even have a few residual scars and marks from one of them. He was the most extreme, his thing was knives and branding. I love being marked like a dirty little whore for the whole world to see, but the searing hot iron that gets placed to your flesh is pretty hard to deal with. It’s definitely used as a torture tool. I will now forever have “Slut” branded across my right ass cheek for quite some time.

Bloody phone sex with little one cock

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex with little one cock. Everyone knows about how much I love to play with little ones and cute loli’s! Today, a mother dropped off her son at my place for some fun mind breaking with babysitter Alice. She wants him to learn how to fuck her hot mommy pussy and love it. She said that last time she tried, he kept crying and trying to get away! Which is no good at all! A boy like him needs to know how to please his mommy and love it. So, I took him down to my soundproof basement and got started. I tied that boy down to a chair and I set up the video recorder so his mommy could see the hot Snuff porn of her son having his mind broken. I started off by being all soft and cute with him, making sure that he wasn’t took scared at first. His mama specifically wanted it soft and not too bloody. So, I tried to get his tiny cock all nice and hard for me, but it just wouldn’t! So, I did what I had to, and took out my pocketknife. “If you don’t get hard, I’ll have to slice you up, baby.” His eyes widened at my words, and he wiggled in attempts to get away. Mm, I got on my knees and placed my mouth on that dick, he began whining and sobbing as he tried to get away, he got louder and started begging me to stop… but, i couldn’t help but notice how his hips thrusted into my mouth! His mommy has been training him a little well. I giggled and licked that little tip of his, he gasped and yelled, “No!” Then he pee’d into my mouth! It was so cute! Buuut, this cute little one’s mommy asked me to mark him for her. So, I did exactly just that. After all, mind breaking needs a little pain. My wet pussy just couldn’t get enough with how cute he was! I used my knife and I ever so slowly cut into his smooth and thin skin, he screamed out in pain while I carved his mother’s initials deep into his thigh, I did this so he could permanently have his mama’s initials engraved into his skin forever. I know that she won’t let him ever tattoo it or get away! Hehe! The blood dripped down onto the floor, the smell of fresh, metallic, little one blood fell to the pavement floor of my basement, and I licked the cuts to get a good taste of him. He tasted so good! It just reminds me of how I cannibalized that adorable little lolita! After a little more torture, his mommy was so happy with the results! All he could think about is his mommy’s pussy, he became a mommy fucking machine after that! She even sent me the results of him fucked her missionary and doggy style! He could not stop moaning for his mama and breeding her multiple times in that one session she had sent me. Make sure to stay tuned for me, after all, I have another cute lolita to eat! Literally. 😉 

Snuff Phone Sex: Your Black Widow of Death

Seeking a dark erotic experience. The deeply passionate love of death and all that leads up to it. This passionate exit from the world of the living as the New Year Dawns. I dreamt this Snuff phone sex scene in great vivid details.

We had our first date from a Gothic dating site. You, a newby and lured by the dark beauties of sinful persuasions. My poison is the blood of virginal guys that are hoping to be lucky with a goth chick. You are a mommies boy and dressing in black to try and appear to have depth and to think for yourself. But mommy controls you.

You meet me and run away with me. We go and stay in a catacomb in an abandoned and forgotten cemetery. I bring my ritual items and tell you to undress in the circle of candles. You obey like a good boy. I step close to you and kiss you deeply and with a incisor tooth nip your lip. The sweet blood slowly surfaces and I run my lips over it. Tatsing the life force that will soon be stolen.

I lean down and start to suck your cock. Have you practically ooozing at the first lick… leaving me no choice. You can’t cum yet! I slide this incisor fang into the head of your cock and again that delicious velvet wine from the veins surfaces to my lips. Followed by an oozing load of cum.

… to be continued..

Snuff phone sex

Gothic phone sex Murderer

Accomplice phone sex I tried warning him.. I told him to leave! He didn’t listen.. He’s the one who wanted to play the big bad wolf and push me to the limit! I was so fucking tired of him mouthing off.. It was almost like I was dating a fucking girl.. I may be alpha but I am no dike bitch! He thought it was cute to put on my panties and lingerie.. As heart wrenching as it was, I had to stand there and question myself.. I didn’t know if I was supposed to be open minded or if this guy was a fucking pig..

Over time I was tired of accepting all of his weirdo shit.. It was time for him to get the fuck out.. I had been playing nice guy, for far too long.. I was a ticking time bomb on the verge of explosion..  It was inevitable! I set aside all of my views and entertained his shenanigans… It was finally my time to put my foot down.. It just so happens I might have gone too far.. I don’t know what to do with his dead body! Its stuffed in my box spring and its starting to smell pretty fucking rotten..

Good thing I don’t have any neighbors because I am sure they would get a whiff of this through the vents.. I am considering letting his body decompose and then maybe lighting a bonfire.. Or maybe I should just roast him like the fucking pig that he is.. I have been having sex with dead bodies.. There is no way I am going to have a guy come over with this stench so I’ve been utilizing his disgusting shrimp dick.. Yes not only was he “Alpha Shemale” but he also had a pathetically small cock..

I know, fuck.. Who are you telling.. Debbie fucking downer for sure! I have him bound and have been having torture sex with his dead body but its just not as exciting without the screams.. It’s wearing off.. I was able to relive the moment for a few weeks of him screaming as I slaughtered him but now it’s played out.. I need a new victim.. Come little perverts, I will take you away into living hell!

Surgeon Amputates My Limbs and Drills My Brain

Medical fetish phone sex

 

The surgeon has me strapped down to the hospital bed. I feel groggy after he had injected some kind of sedative. He says that I am prepped for surgery, but I didn’t ask for any surgeries. I see his tool station with all of the devices he will use to torture me. There lie surgical scissors, a bone cutter, sutures, retractors, a dilator, and a cranial drill. He had his sterile gloves on and was ready to tear into me. Even though he sedated me, I could feel everything that was happening to me. As he sliced into my leg, he noted all of the muscles, nerves and ligaments. Then, he took his surgical saw and sawed into my bones, completely detaching my lower leg from the rest of my body. I wanted to scream out in pain, but I was too drugged to make a sound. He continued with the rest of my body, cutting off my left hand and my right arm. Each procedure left me  in agony. Once I finally got up from my stupor, I screamed at the top of my lungs and begged for anyone to help me. The surgeon took his cranial drill and shoved it into my forehead so that he may continue his surgery in peace. 

Snuff Phone Sex is How I Will Ring in the New Year

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is how I will end one year and start the next one. I kill or torture folks year-round, but I do it several times a day over the holidays. I feel more charitable over Christmas. I like to put losers out of their misery. Some tiny, dicked asshole is miserable from constant rejection. That constant rejection turns him angry. And the world does not need any angrier men, right? When Pete walked into my Goth bar, he smelled of desperation and loneliness. That scent is always intoxicating to me. I love to put a desperate man out of his misery. He asked to buy me a drink but ordered me what he wanted not what I wanted. He assumed that a Goth girl alone at the bar would be happy with any kind of attention, I guess. I spiked his drink so I could get him out of the bar easily. Once he was in my car, he started mumbling some bullshit about how I will be getting a gift from Santa Clause soon. I knew whatever was in his pants was not a gift, but a nightmare. The torture sex was on me that night. I tied him to his bed naked and spread eagle. His apartment had no signs of a woman living there. Not surprising. I went to his kitchen to check out his knives. He was getting a free castration this Christmas. He was drugged but still able to hurl some bullshit that I would not tolerate. I cut his balls off. I did not use anything to numb the pain either. No alcohol. No lidocaine. No castration ban. I wanted him to slowly bleed out and go into shock. It is very painful for a man I am sure to have a bitch cut his dick and balls off. If the wounds are not cauterized, the torture flick becomes a snuff porn quickly. Just what I wanted. To kill another angry tiny dick loser. Who is next? I am ridding the world of angry, useless men, one at a time.