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Knife Play Phone Sex Slut

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Hello to all you sick fucks out there. Don’t worry – I’m not saying that in a bad way. I am a sick fuck, too, and I love meeting men who like the same things I do. Take knife play phone sex, for instance. It’s one of my very favorite fetishes. Don’t you agree that there is something so sexy about knives? That cold, shiny steel. The sharp edges being pushed up against my throat, tits, or even my pussy really gets me excited. That cold knife up against my warm flesh just makes my pussy tingle and start throbbing. Maybe you can fuck me while you slice and dice. Sure, I don’t always make it out of knife play fantasies alive, but oh well. Sometimes you just have to give in and let what’s going to happen, happen. And truth be told, snuff fantasies are so fucking hot. Use me. Cut me. Control me. Kill me. Go ahead and take the lead and make sure you are really cruel to me. Slice me up. Take me apart. No matter what you want to do during our knife play call, rest assured that I am your ready and willing victim. Are you ready? I know I am.

Bloody Phone Sexy Fun

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex? I drink my victim’s blood and toast their death. Last night, I bathed in my victim’s blood. She was a hot teen slut. Not as hot as she thought she was. Not as bright as she thought she was either. She fell for the scream queen test. I tell dumb cunts I am a talent scout for horror films, and they buy it every time. Not sure why, but every time, that is the line I use to lure them into my car and to my kill shack and to their deaths. I had this idea or plan, I guess, to torture this teen bimbo. I was bored and felt like prolonged torture and disfigurement was appropriate. I was in a murder and torture mode. The cunt tried to flee from me, tripped over the rug as I grabbed her pink hoodie, hit her head and died. Just like that my hopes and dreams crushed with a blow to the head. Can I tell you how disappointed I was? I planned for days which cunt I was going to mutilate. I was pissed off. It was too late to get another blonde bimbo at the mall. I got creative. I put on a strap-on and did what I do on necrophilia phone sex calls. That was fun, but not enough. I decided to exsanguinate her. I drained her blood. Drained it all into the tub and I bathed in it. Drank it too. Masturbated in her warm blood. Blood is a fountain of youth. I love how it makes my skin glow. I was left with some skin and bones and entrails. I am a generous sadistic bitch, so I fed her remains to the coyotes out back. Keeps them loyal to me if I ever get myself in a bind. Sometimes you must make the best out of a bad situation.

It’s Only Fun If Someone’s Bleeding

Taboo phone sexThe thought of your hand slapping me hard, the sting, the heat…the pain gets me so wet!

I know you love it to!

You love hearing me cry and seeing the mascara run down my face.

But I am not like other girls…I love the pain!

A tiny little slap wont do it!

Slapping my face and pulling my hair is foreplay!

If you can’t look me straight in the eye and choke me to near death while fucking my face, then you can’t make me cum!

I want you to wrap your hands around my fragile neck and squeeze so hard that you are jacking off your own thick hard cock while you slam it down my throat!

Then when I am passed out, fist my tight cunt until the walls of my cunt are gaping and draping!

But my tight ass is feeling a little neglected and you see that fresh fuck hole, still intact and your cock gets so damn hard that a cat can’t scratch it!

Then you flip my lifeless body over and start ramming that meat deep into my shit hole!

The only lube is the blood that dripped from my cunt which is starting to dry and make it an extremely tight fuck!

But then I start to regain consciousness, just as you are about to nut!

You quick backhand sends me back and you yank that cock out and lose your load all over my mutilated mangled body!

Now ThAt makes my cunt spasm!

 

Cum while you Burn

If I let you, I want ruin your orgasm as you Die. Your last cum will be in a blaze. You will wake up in hell and it will never end!

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That should all you need to know for my castration phone sex. But you’re a bitch boy. You always need more. So for your pathetic ass I will include a few details of how I want to destroy your cock and balls and your complete body. 

Hanging by a meat hook in the cold strategy room of my torture facilities you awake. Your blurry eyes see me and confusion fades. In my hand is a ribbed large sound bar. I smile as you realize you are butt ass naked. The tools in the metal tray beside me catch your eye, and you fucking smile. You love pain! You’re a sick Masochistic aren’t you. I follow you on a pain website I have seen your ball torture. It impresses me and makes me wet as I take you sweet baby boy dick and begin working my heated sound bar in your piss hole! 

The carpet needles are next to thread your balls with steel wire. You’re screaming in pain. But I don’t fucking care. You still find pleasure in the pain as my steer castration emasculator grabbed and pulled those hamburger balls down before I asked you if you want to cum on Last time? You say no, But I have better plans as I toss the gasoline on you and flick my zippo open. You cum as the pain gives you the last does of pleasure to your brain. I clip your balls in the flicks of fire lapping your body. 

BYE bitch boy!

I get off on torture sex! 

A Sadistic Bitch’s BBQ

 

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Do you want to know what my greatest fantasy is? I need a partner to help me act out this sadistic phone sex fantasy! I want to skin a young woman alive, cut chunks from her flesh, and feed it to her raw. I’m a sick bitch, and her screams would only make my cunt drip like crazy. Nothing gets me wetter than the smell of fear and fresh blood off of some goody two shoes Karen looking cunt.
We’ll peel away the skin from her fingers and toes, spraying them with gasoline to purify her fucking wounds. I’ll unwrap her feet, her calves, her thighs. Her arms next, and then her back and stomach. I’ll leave her face for last. When she’s been flayed properly, and doused in gasoline, I want to cut from her legs, feed them to her bite by bite. I can avoid her major arteries and organs, so she’s awake and alive through the entire ordeal.
When I’m tired of the cunt, and I want my partner to fuck my brains out, I’ll just light a match and drop it into her belly button. She’ll go up like a torch, and those screams will be my favorite. The air will fill with sizzling smoke of something delicious; cooking flesh. I’ll roast her medium rare; cooked perfectly for an after fuck snack.

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Ass Rape Porn Underground Club

ass rape pornUnderground ass rape porn clubs popped up everywhere in the wake of COVID. For a submissive whore like me, that was great news. I made it my quarantine mission to try as many as I could. There is always going to be a risk at these places, and I am not even talking about the virus. Some clubs are gateways to snuff and the sex trade. I have been hurt at a few underground clubs in the past, but like a moth to a flame, I keep going to them. I love taking risks with my life. Not even I value my life. The last club I visited looked like many others. It was in an old warehouse in a bad part of town. Brick and mortar, dark and damp. There were sawhorses and anal torture devices around. Men in executioner clothes. I met a guy who took a shine to me. He likes busty blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he tied me to the sawhorse, so my ass was exposed and at the right height to be sodomized. No lube. No warning. He barely talked to me, except to call me the occasional name. He started out predictable. He fisted me for foreplay and then sodomized me. When my ass was not as tight as he expected, he got mad. I heard him at the table of devices. He grabbed something metal. I soon found out it was a metal hook. It felt cold and it hurt like hell as he rammed it in my ass. But that was nothing to what happened next. He hoisted me up in the air still attached to the hobby horse. My body weight and that of the hobby horse suspended only by a metal meat hook. I felt my asshole tearing. It was ripping. Too much weight being suspended. Suddenly, it ripped apart my asshole and I fell to the cold concrete floor. The sawhorse broke and my body landed sprawled out in the wreckage. I was crying from the pain. He just laughed and told me to get out of his sight. I do not think I will return to that club anytime soon. He brutalized my ass.

Faith Is My Ass Rape Porn Star!

ass rape pornMeet my newest ass rape porn starlette Fiona. I knew she was special when I laid my eyes on her walking down back alleys looking back over her shoulder. Only it wasn’t as if she was scared and frightened, but as if she was looking for something, someone. Willing a dark stranger to come her way. By the look of her, she was teasing on purpose. He black skirt was hitched too high and her silk stockings caressed her legs in such a way my own pussy began to get wet. I needed a whore to mutilate and degrade, but even as dark as my heart is I had other desires that needed taken care of first. Oh, I would put her in one of my snuff movies, I would see her slowly gang banged to death, but that lesbian/bisexual part of me needed to play. To have a little whore worship my body before the men filled her sweet little asshole with large cum dumps. I don’t often show this side of me, but it’s there. The need to have pussy on pussy and a wet female tongue licking my labia minor and majors.snuff movies

My clit throbbed as I came up behind her and chloroformed her. I knew Fiona, I had seen her purposely seek pain from men. This pain slut had been my own porn show for so long as I stalked the shadows, watching, waiting. Fiona wished much pain upon herself from sadistic men. I didn’t need to drug her, she would have come willingly. I’m a huntress, murderer and blood drinker. If we did not play this tango, I would never have felt pleasure in making her eat my pussy before I had seven, yes seven men tear open her ass like she was a bag of lays potato chips in a fat camp. I filmed it all and her demise was exquisite. But her tongue, and worship I won’t forget. Fiona my snuff star lapped up my tight holes and obeyed nicely. I still have her wet panties from that night. Come now let us decimate her every day with you in our bloody snuff phone sex adventures.snuff phone sex

He had to die

taboo phone sexCan you imagine giving a little boy a girl’s name like Francis? If you do a thing like that you must hate him right? I know that once I met him I knew that he was a weak worthless man and he needed to be killed. I told him that I wanted him to be the star of my show, he thought that it was just some regular porn stuff but he was so wrong. He had no idea that I was going to kill him live in front of an audience until we walked out on the stage and they all started chanting “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” Poor little bitch started crying and he didn’t even put up a fight! It’s like he knew that his destiny was to be killed by a Dominate Goddess like myself. I didn’t really even have to tie him up, I just beat him to death on the stage and he died like a little bitch just like he lived.

I Saw Him Walk Into His Daughter’s Room

accomplice phone sexI found the perfect job. He hired me for a nanny to his young ones. An easy gig and night as he had instructed me to give them Benadryl at bedtime. Unbeknownst to me, but much to my delight I found him entering his young daughters’ room one night. I stood by the door and watched through the crack watching as he climbed in bed with her. As she slept, he lifted her gown exposing her flat chest and pretty pink panties. Then he took out his cock, already rock hard, and started rubbing it against her tiny nipples and then up and down her panty covered cunt. Next, he pulled her panties down and rubbed the head up and down her slit. I was so turned on and my pussy was so wet that I put my hand down my shorts and started masturbating. After accidentally hitting the handle he stopped looking at the door. He whispered asking who was there. With my hand down my pants still I walked in and smiled. He patted the bed for me to join him. I sat on the other side of her. As he continued rubbing his cock up and down her slit, I started licking her nipples and rubbing my tits across her soft body. Soon we were both undressed and my face was between her legs licking her young soft pussy. He continued stroking as he watched. My pussy was soaking as I felt his fingers inside me. As I ate his daughter cunt, he fingered my hole. I orgasmed all over his hand and he held his fingers to his mouth and licked my pussy juices off. I then helped him rub his cock around her sweet hole. We even got the head inside of her, where he lost control and came hard and thick. I just smiled as I licked his cum from her pussy. Then we fucked in her bed as she lay sleeping.

Sadistically Skinning My Slut Of A Sister

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Every flick of my wrist drove the blade, dripping sweetly with bloody crimson revenge, across her skin. She screamed, begging and begging for me to stop hurting her, to stop cutting up her pretty porcelain skin. The grin that cascaded across my face was malicious, knowing my sadistic cunt was dripping from hell my sister was enduring by my hand, and that I was loving every single second of it.
“Baby girl, you should have shut the fuck up a long time ago. Now I’m going to make you.” I had already dropped the knife. Instead, a 12g. Needle, complete with my own special version of thread, sparkled in my hand. I was going to sew that bitch’s mouth shut. The thread? It was strips of her own fucking skin. I was tempted to sew up that cunt of her too, the one that taunted me about my infertility.

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If I had a brat, I’d slaughter it anyway. Or, raise it to be a sadistic killer queen, just like me. The needle tore a hole in her lips. She screamed as I forced her jaw closed, fighting against her bloodied restraints. They cut into her skin with every pull, every inch of struggle. I didn’t care, fuck that bodaciously bloodied cunt. The new idea that slipped into my head split my face in the most terrifying smile, and the last, she would ever see.
I did sew up her cunt, and then invited my little boy toy over. He wasn’t little; six foot nine, an easy three hundred pounds, and build like a mastiff. He pulled out his throbbing fire crotch cock, and ripped her cunt stitching apart, slamming his massive dick inside of her now useless fuckhole. She was “screaming”, muffled through her lips. I was tired of her, so I started to pour water up her nose using a specialized funnel. With her lips sewn shut, I had decided I was going to drown my slutty bitch of a sister.

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