Category: Bloody phone sex

Snuff Sex: It’s A Killer Thriller

 

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Snuff sex is one of those things that can never be topped. Was it an accident? Did you go too far by mistake? Or was it a planned event. Personally, I thing the calculated , planned events are way more fun. You’ve invited someone over and get to the point where it’s time to fuck. Getting in bed is hot because with every fuck of the cock or sucking it down you are inching closer to death. You know exactly what you’re going to do. You’re on top of her, pounding the shit out of her, but the knife is under your pillow for easy access. She’s wiggling and moaning with her eyes closed, loving the thick dick you’re giving to her. She starts to cream all over your cock and before she can react, you jam the knife into the base of her skull. Ironically, you gush a huge load of cream into her pussy as she lies there-dead. What could be better than that? Maybe, you’ll fuck her ass too before the clean-up crew arrives.

Fuck me while I play with my knives

 

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex. I take pride on my massive collection of knives. I have so many I’ve lost count. I love to throw them in the back as well as practice on my victims when we play. I don’t like ending my men after a good fuck, I just want a little taste. The fear in your face turns me on, I get so fucking wet when I bust out my machete. “What’s your plan with that?” they always ask.

Tonight I’m playing with you. Don’t be scared. Your cock get’s hard when I dress up in my little devil outfit. I love prancing around you as it grows, bending over showing you my cute little ass. You can’t take it and grab me by my hips and sit me down on your lap. I slowly slip my tight little wet pussy on top of you and start swirling and grinding. I can feel your girth expanding deep inside me.

It’s the perfect time to bring out my 12 inch knife. Don’t stop fucking me or else. I run it down your arm as you’re bouncing me on your lap, my wet pussy wrapped around your cock, trapping you. You can’t feel the blood oozing as I lick it up, spreading it all over my tits. Mmmm you taste delicious, I promise not to kill. The fear in your eyes makes me cum. I can’t handle it!

Extreme Cock and Ball Torture Sex Because Death is Too Easy

torture sexExtreme cock and ball torture sex feels right to me. I just love torturing a man’s junk. Too many men thing a woman’s body is there for him to use. Not on my watch. A couple days ago, this fucktard white boy walked into a Goth bar wearing a T-shirt that said, “Your Body, My Choice.” And I decided right then he needed neutered. A man who sports a tee shirt like that has predatory tendencies.

Even if he has not assaulted a woman yet, I knew he would if given the chance. So, I hit on him and took him home to meet my Venus Flytrap. As someone who thoroughly enjoys castration phone sex, I get excited when a potential victim makes it easy for me. This tool came home willingly with me.

I have everything a sadist needs to mutilate a man’s junk. For years, I castrated men on my repurposed death row electric chair. However, I recently repurposed a beaver trap I found near the lake behind my house. If I only knew who set it, I would make him my next victim. I have no tolerance for animal cruelty. But I found it ironic that a man who thinks he owns beaver, lost his ability to fuck beaver because of a beaver trap.

If You Prey on Women, You Will Meet My Venus Flytrap

He found it less amusing. The loser bitched and hurled insults at me while I had him tied up. The beaver trap I find makes castration hurt even more. Plus, he could get a nasty infection from the rusty jaws on the trap. When he saw it, I knew he knew what would come next. And he genuinely seemed scared. But he needed neutered so he would not assault any woman in the future.

He begged me not to do it, but no one has ever talked me out removing a man’s balls. You should have seen his face go ashen white when that beaver trap latched on to his balls. If I did not live in the country, the neighbors would have easily heard his screams. But I do love the sounds of pain men make while I inflict mutilation phone sex techniques on their balls.

Blood splattered all over the floor. He screamed bloody murder. But he eventually passed out from shock. Even though I wanted to kill him, I like to let my castration victims live. I think it’s a far better punishment to live with the knowledge that you will never have an erection again. Death is too easy. And I like to make worthless men suffer for the rest of their lives.

Anal Slut’s Orgy: A Night to Remember

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Fucking hell, my asshole is sore! I’ve been the center of an anal gangbang, and these dicks came in numbers I couldn’t count. Daddy and his friends ripped into my ass like a pack of hungry animals, and I fucking loved it.

“Yeah, you filthy whore, take it all!” Daddy yelled as he recorded the whole depraved scene. I was in anal heaven, getting my ass pounded by one hard cock after another. Each thrust sent me closer to the edge, my screams filling the room.

I lost count of the loads dumped into my gaping asshole, but I craved every drop. This filthy orgy was a night of pure pleasure and pain, my body a playground for these horny bastards. As the last cock withdrew, I lay there, satisfied and utterly spent, with my ass aching as a badge of honor.

Im the Anal whore of your dreams, dig deep and stretch me good.

Castration Phone Sex is The Best Fantasy for a Pervert

Deep within Morticia’s lair, the atmosphere was charged with raw sexual energy. Darion was already half-mad with anticipation, his cock standing erect, leaking with desire for Castration Phone Sex.

Castration phone sex is What Darion Will Receive

I’m Morticia, the Mistress of the Dark. Tonight I am dressed in a corset of leather, fishnet stockings, and a thong that barely covers my cunt. With my leather stiletto heels clanking on the Dungeon floor I approach my victim. My approach is like a predator stalking prey.

Castration Phone Sex

My victim has been bound with his wrists and ankles secured with thick leather cuffs to the cold, unforgiving stone wall. His legs are spread wide, exposing his most vulnerable parts. My fingers trail down his chest, circling his nipples before clamping them with vicious little devices. These clamps bite into his flesh, sending jolts of pain straight to his already throbbing erection.

My whip, the leather cracking through the air before landing with a sharp sting on his skin. Each lash placed with precision, the welts rising red and angry, crisscrossing his torso and thighs. This sends his cock twitching with each hit. Pausing now, I grip his shaft, pumping it slowly, my thumb rubbing over the head, smearing his precum down the length.

Dropping to my knees, I hake his balls in her hand and squeeze then. Then I start biting down gently, making him buck against his restraints. I then introduce a sharp shimmering scalpel that I playfully run it over his sack. Slowly his skin begins to trickle with blood, and a new wave of pain mixing with the pleasure ensues.

As my victim struggles and I laugh, a viscous evil laugh. Then I slide a thick rubber band over his balls, to the base of them. Now they are plump and more vulnerable than ever. Now it’s time, Loser. You have been a filthy fucking pervert and I will give you what you need.

 Snuff Sex is the Final Destination for Darion

Once I had cut his sack open and cut out his testicles, I was ready to torture Darion further. My fingers slick with lube, I begin to tease his ass, circling his entrance before slowly pushing in a thick, ribbed dildo. Finally the pure confusion from the pain and new pleasure. Now I watch his face contort with a mix of pleasure and discomfort as I thrust the toy in and out.

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Home invasion phone sex with Stephanie

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Let me share with you a kinky, home invasion phone sex scene that keeps replaying in my mind. Hopefully you have a fantasy that can make me as wet as this one or even more! I was hired by some dirty, old man to abduct his precious, little neighbor girl and deliver her to his torture dungeon. I needed the cash and didn’t give a shit what I had to do to get it. She was still a tiny thing so luring her away wasn’t going to happen. I was going to have to actually break into her house and take her in the middle of the night if I wanted the gig. Neighbor guy had been in the house a few times and knew enough about the layout to give me directions to her nursery. I broke in through an open bathroom window, crept down the hall and snatched the little brat right from her crib. I walked past her mommy and daddy’s open bedroom door just for the thrill of the risk of getting caught. That’s when something sparked in my evil mind and I got an idea so twisted that I had to act on it. I pulled the Daddy’s pants down and started to stroke him while he was still sleeping. He got hard almost instantly so I put his little brat right on his dick and let her latch her mouth around the head. He didn’t wake up and realize he was mouth fucking his own little brat until his wifes gurggling got loud enough to wake him. Oh, maybe I should have mentioned that I was kneeling on her throat with all of my weight, crushing her as I played with her husband and brat. Daddy woke up in time to see that the mouth he was about to cum in wasn’t his wife’s but instead his own daughter. Of course he tried to fight me off when he realized what was happening but I quickly snuffed him out with a bang and went on to deliver his little brat to the naughty neighbor creep who paid me to steal her in the first place. Call me if you want to know what happened once that old man got his hands on that tiny, baby fuck toy.

Killer on the hunt to fuck young pussy.

 

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex. Your motive is blood and cum. You move fast and it’s always at night. You break into homes in search for young hot fresh pussy and it never ends well. You violate women with your rape fantasies tearing their cunts wide open using various weapons with thick girth like a fat cock. It’s those young ladies with those fresh little bald pussy’s that cry and whimper the most when you stick items up their cunt. They make the perfect meat dish, they smell so sweet you have to eat it.

You wake them up in their sleep. Before she’s even able to scream you grab her neck choking the fuck out of her. Force her down, tear her clothes off and spread her legs. Tonight you have a gun which you ram up her snatch. She’s torn and cut open but your weapon is soaked. You pull it out and it tastes like candy, shove it in her mouth and make her lick her own sweet tea. Poor girl never had a fight chance…

Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.

Gothic phone sex             Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.  Once upon a time, Santa was given access to homes. Leaving the gifts on the back door. Never being invited in. He would kidnap little brats to change and bring home. Making them his slaves, to drain and make the toys. At the present time, he is invited into all the homes. The kidnappings have increased, the blood flows free.

            No one notices. Because he wears a red suit. As can be seen this will hide the massacre. The most compelling evidence is how the Home Invasion Phone Sex is a fact of life at Christmas time. He only comes out at night. You never see him in the day. The North Pole has more dark hours than any other place.

            Given these points it is a fact that he is a vampire. He gets to suck the life from brats. Kidnapping, and invading homes night after night. No one stops him. He has a standing invite into homes. As soon as he delivers the gifts, he eats his fill up the chimney where you find bats and only, they can go, do you suddenly see the truth of it all.     

            The fantasy, the role play, take your pick. The truth though is a matter of fact. Santa is the gothic red vampire who steals into the homes of the people. Pillaging and taking what he pleases.

            In the final analysis try and prove me wrong.

Taboo Phone Sex: Let’s Spread Christmas Fear Instead

Taboo phone sex calls can be your Christmas gift to yourself. I find that many men get filled with rage over the holidays just like me. And they need a creative outlet for all the anger. People act like fools this time of year. Fighting for the last toy or game for their brat. Or demanding expensive gifts from their partners. Although I am not a person who ever gets filled with Christas cheer, I still think folks should be nicer around the holidays. But that’s rarely the case. So, I assist with bringing Christmas fear instead.

Mark wanted his ex-wife dead. And I could see why. Not only does she milk him dry in alimony and brat support, but she keeps his brats away from him. He does not seem like a pervert daddy. Not a drunk or a druggy. Not abusive either. She’s just a bitch who likes to deny her husband his legal right to see his sons. And she started demanding a lot more money for Christmas shopping for the boys he cannot see too.

So, he needed me as his accomplice phone sex partner. Without the bitch in the picture, he saves thousands of dollars a month and he can see his sons. Normally, I would just kill her on my own, but he paid extra to help me kill her. He wanted to see the look on her face when she took her last breath. Since the police look at the husband, current or ex, anytime a woman dies, I provided him with an airtight alibi. But no body, no crime. And right now, she is bear shit.

I Spread Christmas Fear Not Christmas Cheer

We did not kill her in her home. We nabbed her on her way home from a date. Took her to my place. Dumped her car to look like a car hijack.  Back in my dungeon, her massacre began. And I only got one stab in. Mark took one of my knives and went Helter skelter on her. He must have stabbed her 100 times. But I am sure she died after the first couple thrusts of the blade in her stomach.

I would have enjoyed making her suffer longer, but Mark needed to let his rage out. By the time he finished, her blood and guts had sprayed all over my dungeon floor.  Too bad I did not film this one because this kill would have made for an excellent snuff porn. We dumped her bloody carcass in the woods for my animal friends to devour.

This bitch just disappeared. Kidnapped? Murdered? Ran away? No one will ever know what happened to the cunt but me and Mark, and now you. But you will not tell a soul.

My collection of cocks.

Castration phone sex

Castration phone sex. I have a nasty evil side to me. I take pride in my collection of cocks, I have a whole variety from small and stubby to large and in charge. If I’m feeling particularly naughty I’ll reach in my cabinet grab it and fuck the shit out of it. Set it up and the table and slide my wet pussy down on top of it, it’s better than the living deal.

And tonight you’re my next victim.  After I undress you vigorously, I push you down on the bed.  Wow, you love my sexual dominancy and your cock is rock hard, my favorite size, a 9 incher.  I jump on top with my little dress and heels on. Pull my little panties to the side and sit down on your dick. My pussy is soaked so I fall forward and bounce, swirl your cockhead all around my cunt lips and goey insides.  I love the sound of that snatch juice as I grind back and forth with all my force. Right as I sit back up I can feel your cock growing steadily deep inside me, your balls are rocks.  Perfect time for castration, whack!

I didn’t want you to see but I sliced your nasty cock off.  Blood everywhere, covering my naked body. Another successful addition to my collection.