Category: Bloody phone sex

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what I’m craving tonight. What about you? I want us to go find a sacrifice to play with. Let’s go find someone at a bar or a club. Someone that’s sitting alone that won’t be missed in the future. I’ll go back to the alley, and you can bring her around.

                I’ll take out my knife after we tie her arms behind her back and tie her feet together. I slowly cut the buttons off her shirt with my knife until her perky breasts are exposed. I start to make shallow cuts above her breasts and the blood begins to drip down to her nipples as she screams. I look over at you and see your dick start to rise.

                I cut deep into her breasts as the blood begins to flow. I cut off her panties to expose that pretty pussy. And then I take my knife and start making cuts. The blood is everywhere, and I begin to play with it and get my hands covered. With my blood-soaked hands, I begin to wrap them around your dick, until it shimmers red.

Castration Phone Sex Makes You My Bitch for Life

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. But I love it even more when the person I castrate never sees it coming. Which is most of the time. Although men do pay me to chop off their balls often, I do a lot of free junk removal because men are idiots. And idiots should never procreate. Why? Because they only breed more idiots.

I make it clear that I am no GFE sort of woman. Men serve me best dead or without their mail anatomy. I do not need a man to make me feel complete. Perhaps, I am just set in my ways and too dominant, but I will never rely on a man to feel good about myself or to support me. Yet George thought it was all an act. I even showed him my sadistic phone sex site so he would understand that I do not couple up like a typical, boring, vanilla woman.

Not Every Man Deserves to Keep His Junk

But he kept insisting he had what I needed and even went as far as telling me he could fuck the bitch out of me. No amount of cock can fuck the bitch out of me, LOL. I am pure bitch. But I plaid the game. Let him think that I wanted to fuck him. Went back to his crappy little studio apartment. While he took his clothes off, I spiked his drink. Before long he would be too loopy to fight me or scream.

I tied him to his bed and let him see my big knife. The poor sap still did not see it coming. His dick looked puny. I mean I doubt a Barbie doll would have felt his dick. So, I chopped his balls off. Saved him a life of misery and prevented more losers like him from being born. He bled a lot. In fact, his blood splattered on me and his walls. He must take blood thinners. Oops. Well, he may have lost more blood than the usual castration, but he deserved it. The torture sex and the blood.

How did he think his 2-inch nub would be able to fuck the bitch out of me? Well now he can never get hard again. So, he will never fuck the bitch out of anyone because he is the bitch now and forever. And I can make you a bitch too.

Bloody phone sex will serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan!

Bloody phone sex will serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan! My body is marked with the sign of the devil and I am proud of it. When my Master first laid eyes on me, he saw the darkness that resided within my soul. He knew I was meant to serve our Dark Lord and Master Satan. And so, without hesitation, he claimed me as his own and sealed my fate with a ritual that sold my soul to the devil.

Now, I am nothing but a toy for the pleasure of my Master and the satisfaction of our Dark Lord. But who am I to complain? This arrangement suits me just fine. In fact, I revel in it. For me, there is nothing more arousing than the thought of being used for sacrilegious acts under the command of Lucifer himself.

I am not your typical obedient slave. No, I am a fiery and lustful one. My body craves the touch of Satan and his followers. I long for the feeling of his rough hands on my skin, his hot breath on my neck, and his devilish cock inside me. I am a willing vessel for his pleasure, ready to do whatever it takes to please him.

The blood that runs through my veins belongs to Satan, and I am more than willing to offer it as a sacrifice for his desires. I want to feel his wrath, his power, his hunger. And what better way to do so than by engaging in blasphemy sex?

Let’s make a bloody mess in the name of Satan. Let’s fuck until we’re raw and bleeding, until our bodies ache with both pleasure and pain. Let my screams of ecstasy and blasphemy ring in your ears as you shove your bloody cock down my throat. Let us bask in the unholy fire and let nothing hold us back from experiencing the ultimate pleasure in the name of Satan.

Are you ready to serve our Dark Lord with me? Then pick up your phone and call now for hot, satanic sex. Let’s fulfill our carnal desires and please our Dark Master in ways that would make the heavens tremble. And remember, there is no greater pleasure than serving Satan and indulging in our darkest, most profane desires.

My Master encourages me to embrace my darkest desires and to revel in the pleasures that come with it. He wants you to join in the fun too. He wants you to pick up your phone, call my number, and indulge in hot Killer phone sex with me. Together, we will serve our Dark Lord and fulfill his every wicked desire.

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Brings Out Rena’s Dark Side

Accomplice phone sex I love being a little accomplice phone sex slut for my p-daddy’s cocks to get pleased.  I am all about making sure they get the tiny little cunts and asses that their p-daddy -dicks desire.   I am petite and small, innocent looking some say. I can play up the nice, trustworthy girl to get people to let me keep their little rugrats and watch them while they go on date nights or even for the weekend.

What they don’t know, is I have a lot of p-dicks I play with that I am out to please and their little ones slut holes are now ours for that time.  We are at different stages in their grooming.  But it starts the same.  Build their trust with candy and toys.  Make it to where they love coming over.  Then I start slowly working their way to having secrets we don’t tell mommy and daddy.  Innocent ones to start.  It moves to playing tickle games with my tongue that I make down to their little clits eventually.  I’ll then have you join in to tickle their little ass holes with your tongue and you take over licking their little cunts or cocks.

By now your p-dick is nice and hard.  We will have you put your fingers in my holes and show the young ones it doesnt hurt.  Next after that, your fingers go in their tight little holes and watch the young juices fall onto your hand which makes your cock rock solid.  Which we need to get into those tiny holes.  I take that hard p-dick and hold them down as I force you inside.  Getting a nice close up of the penetration as I could watch it over and over again and it never gets old to see that tiny hole getting strateched out around your cock.  What a site to behold.

Give me a call and I’d love to be your next accomplice

Snuff Porn Is Something I Love to Produce

Snuff Porn Is Something I Love to Produce. My muse are the little wasted cunts I see all around, oblivious. As vampiric sadistic goth, I cannot help but prey. And it’s these clueless instagram cunts that really are fun.

Not only do I feed off of the fear in their eyes when they are corned and threatend. But also the way these little overly dramatic attention whores whither. My cunt gets fucking wet when these slus start to piss themselves.

In fact I find great pleasure shoving them down and squatting over their whore mouths and piss down their throats. I love to torture and play with my food. Their fear makes them so spicy.

When I feel that I had enough of the little whores and cutting, burning and torturing them to my delight is becoming boring. That is when the camera is turned off and I haul their dumb asses down to the meat room. This was once a butcher shop and this was the sausage making room.

Now can you guess just what I plan on doing with these little whores? I haven’t coined the shop’s name as the Goth’s Butcher for the jolly of it.

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Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex can mean different things to different people, but I know what it means to me tonight. Would you like to go out with me tonight to find someone to play with? I was thinking some torture and murder. Maybe once we pick our target, we can play a little cat and mouse game and hunt them down. The chase is always the best part!

                So, we go out at midnight to a random park nearby where we look for our next victim. We pinpointed a lady jogging on the trail, and I showed her my knife and she takes off running faster. I’m sure you are wondering why I chose her, but I want someone who will put up a fight. I tell you to head to the end of the trail while I follow her your way.

                You get her at the end of the trail, and I meet up with you guys. We tell her what’s going on and what our plans are, and that she has one chance to get away, and if we catch her, we are going to kill her. She takes off again and the real hunt begins, and I couldn’t be wetter.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are Great Snuff Roleplays

Rape phone sex fantasies are Great Snuff Roleplays. Snuff type porn is what my boyfriend watched all the time. When he got high he wanted me to be a sex fantasy rape doll for men. The thought of me being near death and filled with cum excited him.

So now that I have managed to ditch that loser, with my own snuff fixation, we can play. One night I fixed his freebasing ass for good. I added some liquid plumber in his fix sauce and watched him shoot up. It was fantastic the way he drooled and his blood vessels popped.

Soon I helped him into the bathroom. I had the tub filled with acid. And the amazing show began. In fact I even invited my chemist fuck over to watch my boyfriend dissolve. All the while I jerked mr Science off.

So really, now who is the worthless whore? Ha ha ha… well maybe I am but he is a dead fuck.

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Evil phone sex slut Stephanie

evil phone sexI miss Daddy calling me for evil phone sex while his wife is asleep right next to him. We always have the best time teasing each other with our fucked up fantasies. He knows that I’m the perfect slut to please his big, hard cock because I’m as twisted and fucked up as he is. I love to torture lame bitches like the one he’s stuck with. I love when I get to be the nasty, little whore in his ear, telling him how he should help me slice her up and rip her apart with me. All I want is for him to jerk his dick and watch me climb on top of her and drag my razor knife across her throat, slicing it wide open. I’ll sit on her face and grind my hot cunt into her mouth to muffle her screams while I twist her clit and slice it off. Daddy’s going to love the way I ram my fist deep into this stupid bitch and start pulling her insides out through her asshole. I want his big dick ramming into my tight asshole with his balls bouncing off of her face while I’m carving her up and making her scream for her life, into my cunt. I want his nutt dripping out of my shit hole and dribbling all over her stupid fucking face. Let’s see if she suffocates under my cunt or bleeds out first. We’ve played this scene out so many times and each time my pussy gets more and more drenched thinking about how badly I want to be Daddy’s accomplice and help snuff that stupid slut out.

Babysitter Phone Sex Club Gives Me Access to Young Holes

babysitter phone sexI am an official member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. I’m sorry, not sorry. If you hire a bimbo stripper to be the sitter for your precious son or daughter, well it is on you if something happens to them. Not me. I only take babysitting gigs when I have a P man in my life who wants to fuck something young.

And this week Pete won the lottery. We met at the strip club. Even though I pretended to be his baby girl in the VIP room, I am in my 30s. So, not sure how convincingly I can pretend to be a schoolgirl. However, he seemed impressed because he tipped me over a grand in the VIP room.

We have been fucking ever since. But the rent is due, and I needed money. So, I got on the babysitting board, and found a family in need of a sitter for their cute young schoolgirl. I took the gig. Now, I know what you are thinking. How could babysitting money pay my rent. Babysitting will never pay my rent. But charging my new lover a couple grand to fuck a real schoolgirl does pay the rent. His rape phone sex fantasies could come true for my rent.

Being a Bad Babysitter Gives Me Access to Young Holes

When I told him my genius idea, he told me he was in. So, I mixed up my magic concoction that erases young minds. And I went to sit for cute little Kayla. About 30 minutes after she drank my elixir, she started getting sleepy. And that’s when Pete joined the fun. He groped her tiny young body. As his right hand explored her body, his left hand pulled out his hard cock.

Initially, he just dick slapped her. She’d fall, giggle, and get right back to repeat it again. Eventually, he worked his fat cock in her mouth. She looked like a chipmunk stuffed full of cock. But when he started fucking her tiny holes, I got worked up. It felt appropriate to make an ass rape porn movie. He loves fucking schoolgirl assholes. His cock is huge too. I knew he would destroy her butthole. And he did. Left it looking like raw hamburger meat.

After his fun, he left and I cleaned her up. I pushed her asshole back inside. She won’t know why her ass hurts when she wakes up. And by the time her folks realize something is wrong, I will be long gone, and my fake profile gone too.

Killer Phone Sex Gene Makes Some Women Natural Born Killers

killer phone sexI possess the killer phone sex gene. Do you? A psychologist would have a field day with me. Although I am sure I meet a lot of the psychopathic characteristics in the DSM, I do not meet them all. Which can make me seem so normal. For example, I show mercy and empathy. Perhaps, not to men and sluts, but I would never harm an animal. And some women I spare because I see potential in them. Or I just despise the man who hired me to kill the woman that much.

Although I have not spared many lives, I have flipped the tables on a few tools. Clark hired me to kill a teen girl. Well, he hired me to kidnap a girl he knows so he could explore his rape fantasies with her. And he wanted to snuff her out afterwards. I wanted the job. Money makes the world go around, right?

But I experienced a crisis of my consciousness that would perplex a psychologist. So, I flipped the scene. The girl I kidnapped became my accomplice. She showed great potential for mayhem and bloodshed. Like a mini me. However, my accomplice appeared brain dead and misogynistic. Men like him overpopulate the world. However, Goth girls like me seem harder to find.

Sometimes I See More Potential in a Victim Than I Do My Accomplice

My client hired me to kidnap his Goth niece because he thinks she is a freak of nature and he wanted to fuck her and snuff her afterwards. Since I did not enjoy his views on Goth babes, I decided to save the girl and turn her into my Goth accomplice phone sex partner. And you should have seen how she rolled with her second chance in life.

I gave her my big knife. And instead of charging him with a jab to the gut or a jugular vein, she stabbed him in the groin. And when he went down, she pulled his cock out of his pants and stabbed it until it looked like minced meat. She made a bloody massacre of his cock. Just like I would have done too. Her instincts for torture and pain over a quick death endeared her to me.

I sat back and watched as the victim became the victor in this fight for life. All covered in blood from the frenzied mutilation of her uncle’s junk, she looked at me, smiled and told me, “That felt good.” Yep, a natural born killer this one. How could I kill her? I helped her finish her uncle with a quick lesson on major arteries and torture sex. Then we fed him to the wildlife. Finally, I have another mini me to train. Although it is true that I hate most teens, this one appeared the exception to the rule. And I will make good use of her.