Category: Bloody phone sex

New Year Knife Play Phone Sex

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This masochist is aching for some hardcore knife play phone sex. There are some fantasies that you can’t tell the women in real life. You can tell me about how you want to strap me down and introduce me to your blade collection. Most men want to show women their cocks, but not you; you want to show me the other hard long things you have for me. When you told me you wanted to push the handle of your favorite blade inside of my cunt and then press the Hitachi vibrator to it and see what happened, I only hoped you’d tell me the bloody hell you had in store for me. My skin looks enticing with your cum sprayed all over it, but can you imagine slitting me open and creating a crimson rain to fall all over my naked body? You could fuck me, pump into me, and force my heart to push my blood right out of my wounds. I want you to show me what a sadistic evil mother fucker you can be when you call me for knife play. I can more than take it; it gets me super wet.  Call me real soon.

Daddy Let Them Use Me

accomplice phone sexSometimes Daddy likes to see be vulnerable. So today he decided to let the handyman use and abuse me as he wanted. The handyman thinks I am a brat so I knew this would not be pleasant. But Daddy does own me and all my fuck holes, so I obeyed. He brought his son with him, so I knew I was going to be tortured. The son tied me to a bench with my legs spread and my upper body unable to move. They inserted a ball gag in my mouth so no one could hear me scream. They first admired their work and masturbated all over my face, calling me names as they came. Next, they got out the whip and took turns whipping my tits until they were raw and bloody. Thinking my tits needed more punishment they put clamps on both my nipples connected to a chain that would pull with even the littlest movement. They were loving it as they pulled the chain and I couldn’t even move. Blood dripped from my breasts and tears ran down my face. They inserted a vibrator into me and whipped my pussy until it was raw never turning the vibrator off. A butt plug was shoved up my ass without any lube and it was excruciating. So, there I lay with clamps on my titties, a vibrator in my pussy and a butt plug. I was in so much pain, but the orgasms would not stop. They laughed and shut the door, leaving me there.

Drowning Him In The Aquarium

Sadistic Phone Sex

Few know, but I’m a true sadistic bitch. In my basement, I keep an underground aquarium of about three hundred thousand gallons. My ex boyfriend had it built for me; he was a Clinton cousin, and I used him for his wallet before he was the first one to go. My current victim dangled by his ankles above the hole in the floor. I pricked my finger with my dagger, dripping a few drops of blood in the water below him. I turned the lights on, and showed him the sharks beneath him. He was begging for his life, making my cunt wetter and wetter.

“If I tell you the codes, will you let me go?” He pleaded, watching me finger my cunt. “I will release you if you tell me the codes. Oh, and what’s your biggest fear?” I chuckle. He begins blabbering some crazy code, one I paid no mind to. “I’m afraid to drown!” He shouted. I smirked. “Good.” “Please release me!” He screamed. “Hmm, okay!:” I said, pressing a button and releasing his bound body down into my aquarium. The sharks brushed by him as I shut off the lights, shutting the door above him. He would either drown in the dark, or bleed out in between shark teeth.

Train Ride Slut

snuff pornShut the fuck up he said as he slammed my head into the floor, my face pressed up against the floor with blood dripping down my cheek. I wish you would do it Hader next time, Daddy fuck, that drip of blood down my lips made my pussy wet and open. He grabbed my hair and pulled my body off of the floor, quite filthy ass whore it’s time to ride the train he said.

I always love Friday nights when invites all his drug friends over they pass me around like the needle whore I am, From One guy to the next my pussy drips and cries out for every cock and needle around me. I love knowing they all think I’m filthy trash.

I am trash and love putting a syringe on my pussy veins, as my raw bruised swollen pussy gets passed around, Master said he saved the best for last.

I begged him to please hurry and shoot the syringe in me, I can’t take this agony anymore about to make my bruised raw pussy squirt out. I don’t care what’s in the needle just put it in me now,

5 minutes later, my high kicked in an I came instantly, something about the sharpness just makes my nipples hard like rock, now I’m soaked thinking about how much I was being tossed around and trained on, I let him know I will always be his syringe slut and I love being his friends train ride, I am a train wreck and everyone’s always inside my hole, they piss spit and slap me, that’s ok I like it all of it the throbbing and redness of my pussy after being beat and fucked feels AMAZING.

I can’t wait until next Friday; I really hope they bring a higher dose and more dirty needles to the party with after all I am a druggie slut.

Satanic Killer Phone Sex Wedding

Killer phone sex We worship the One true one, Our lord Satan, We fell in love over killer phone sex. I knew our love of murdering helpless young ones and their mothers would have to be included in our wedding. It wasn’t until the ceremony with my beloved that I knew why he asked me to wear white. He says it was because our sadistic love is pure, and we will never conform.

He is my deep and bloodthirsty lover as we said our vows, We promised an enteral love filled with torturing other worthless souls and taking by force the virginity of as many girls and teens as we could. He would bring them to me and we would slaughter them together. I have never heard anything as poetic in all my life. We had the usual, never leaving the toilet seat up and I would cook him homemade cannibalism meals and devote my life to his sadistic cocks pleasures.

Then he called for the tots to be brought up as sacrifice. Mothers tied up screaming for those sweet young offspring! I plunged my knife in small hearts to bind myself to my husband in a satanic ritual. He loved making me happy and after each tyke was killed he would slice the corresponding mothers neck, drenching me with mother and offspring blood! He said I was never prettier as he kissed my face and lips to taste the blood off me. And of course the  Blasphemy sex is out of this world with my new husband. We fucked right there in that open forest for our guest to see how much we enjoy killing and fucking!

I love you you baby! You are my Demon for eternity! 

Christmas Slaughter

Taboo Phone Sex

I started with one house, on the edge of the development. Before the week was through, I had snuffed out at least one bimbo whore, young slut, or dirty Daddy in every house within a block radius. People were terrified. I switched to the other side of town, slaughtering a street in a night. I was getting faster, more profound and creative with my maliciously sadistic murders. Every dawn, I was creeping into my crypt and playing with my Murderess pussy until at least noon. I would edge myself, and relive each and every life I snuffed out. It made me dripping wet, knowing I caused the last beat of their heart.

What I needed was a Christmas finale, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t deliver. I recreated the nativity scene on the lawn of the church, all butchered and bloodied, with sweet innocent Jesus played by the Mayor’s little angel himself. Let me tell you how excited everyone got when they found my blasphemous, sick little scene. I sat in a window nearby, cumming again and again as I watched the horrified looks and grief spread through the crowd as they identified their relatives in my mutilation Christmas miracle.

I Looked Like An Angel As I Rode That Preacher’s Cock

accomplice phone sexDaddy always tells me I look like an angel so we decided to crash some midnight masses this Christmas. We headed to the local church and daddy entered me into their nativity play. I was an angel of course. But for this play I was an angel sent from hell, with my only goal to get that preachers dick hard and fuck him and of course, whatever else daddy wanted to do to him. We arrived and I attached my wings over and outfit and went into his office. Once there I removed that silly angel gown and stood before him in only my wings and panties. He tried to resist; he really did. But I am persistent and besides, I aim to always please daddy. As that poor preacher got up and tried to put my costume back on me Daddy appeared through the door. The look of fright the guy had on his face was priceless. I told him that this archangel was here to milk him. He tried to get through the door but daddy held him in place. I went to him and removed his pants, pushed him in the chair and started rubbing his cock. He was nice and hard and then I straddled him and rode him. As he delivered his seed inside me tears ran down his face. He called us sinners and devils. I laughed and bit my lip as daddy took his knife and slit his through. We left him with his pants down and blood flowing.

Blasphemy Sex For The Lord’s Birthday

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I wasn’t feeling like going to church for Christmas this year. Well, that’s not true; I did feel like going. I wanted to go for the same reason I always go. I take my devilish ass to one of the churches in town and leave some holy water of my own. I’m not talking about cunt juice, though I left that there as well. I let my piss go all over the seat in god’s house on his bastard son’s birthday. Everyone smells it, but no one knows who for sure or what to say. Their looks of confusion and revulsion fueled my evil pussy later when I mocked god with my fellow satanic girlfriend. This year though? I’m not digging getting out around those delusional fucks. What I am down for is blasphemy phone sex. I’m horny for a particular sort of blasphemy fantasy. My cunt craves Christian men to blaspheme with me. You know guys, your god said that Jesus died for your sins; you should get his blood’s worth. He fucking died in agony for this shit and that makes me smile.. Today is the lamb’s birthday; it’s time to get off your heathen ass and fucking celebrate.

Drowning In The Light

Torture Phone Sex

The bubbles slipped slowly from her lips, the panic in her eyes apparent. I’d been at this, on and off for hours. She was a broken, wet whore. I was a soaking wet whore. My cunt was dripping from the torture I was putting this pathetic bitch through. She started to fight a bit, squirming. She couldn’t hold her breath for much longer, and very shortly that was going to become very problematic for her. I was getting so bored, after all. I pricked her inner thigh with my butterfly knife, causing a wild torrent of bubbles to stream from her regretful mouth. It was getting so hard to contain myself. I was quickly becoming too horny to focus on what I was doing to this whore.

I watched how fearfully she stared as the last breath left her. Now, she had to hold her lungs empty for as long as she fucking possibly could. I watched the panic ripple across her face as she silently begged me not to snuff out her meager existence. I let her up at the last possible second, dragging her to the chambers across the hall. Inside was a huge glass cage. I chained her in it, sealed the door, and left. The trickle of water started. She could spend the next twelve hours panicking as the water levels slowly rose. I’d be fucking to the show.

Killer Phone Sex with Santa Claus

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies come true for Christmas with me as your accomplice. I hate Christmas. As far as I am concern, all the little ones are naughty boys and girls. I like to break into the house of little scamps and destroy Christmas. Knock down the tree, destroy the presents and eat the cookies. I do love this time of year, however. Twelve Kills of Christmas. Brats mostly. I have an accomplice I work with who poses as a mall Santa. He is a Bad Santa. He gets info out of the cute little girls because dumb young cunts trust Santa Claus. Bob is more like Satan Claus. He brings me the intel on his favorites. I case their house, stalk them for a few days and use the info they told Santa to lure them to my kill shack. Dumb cunts believe I am one of Santa’s helper’s and that what they asked him for is waiting for them in a cabin in the woods. I took these twins to my kill shack over the weekend. It has been Bob’s fantasy forever to force fuck and kill little blonde twins. I told them the puppy they wanted was waiting in the woods for them in Santa’s workshop. My god these cunts believe anything. Anyway, Satan Claus was ready for the cunts. When we got to the cabin, Bob was in costume. He explored his rape phone sex fantasies dressed as Santa. Pretty sick, right? I was turned on. I had to help. I sat on one brat while he fucked the other one. Tiny enough that she could not get away from my weight on her body. These little dumb brats screamed a lot. They had some fight in them too. Bob shredded their pink holes. Turned them into prolapsed bloody messes. I killed them for him. His DNA was in them and on them. Plus, they knew the mall Santa was their attacker. I had to protect Santa Claus, right? They became coyote food. No one will ever know what happened to those twin sluts but me and Santa Claus.