Category: Goth teen phone sex

Bloody phone sex adds in William the bloody.

            Bloody phone sex adds in William the bloody. A.k.a. Spike. Now he got that name for driving railroad spikes into his victims. Now I know you want to be his victim. A Goth girl will know who he is and beg to be bitten by him.

            As Vampires go, he was and still is the saucy sexy man to bite you. Driving the spikes down into the middle of your head. Seeing the rippling body right before you are snuffed out. At the same time knowing that he is going to be mutilating your teen dead body.

            I will be his accomplice in all of it. Having dispatched Drucilla. In fact, until she was fixed by the blood of her sire, she was weak and pathetic. Just like you. It must be remembered that they don’t make angry mobs like they used to.

            I do so like it when we find a fun victim. Even Billy Ford fell prey to the esteemed William the bloody spike. He gets a chip in his head and still the women flock to him.

            In summary I am the Snuff sex Killer Queen Angie. Having taken over for Drucilla. Going to have fantasy rape, killer fun, and drive those spikes in. Right alongside of William the bloody. We are going to bathe in your blood.

            Until they end when we are finally depleted for the moment.

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Blasphemy phone sex decimates the church.

Blasphemy phone sex             Blasphemy phone sex decimates the church. To begin with we need to find the perfect church. Going to fuck on the pulpit. In the confessional. Next will be the virgin Mary’s arms. Once we have spread the cum around. Going to move onto the next church.

            For the most part fucking in a church is super naughty. However, adding in the blasphemy of doing it on the cross in every church adds to the element of super nasty. Condemning us to hell. Lucifer or Samiel as he was originally named will be waiting.

            In the long run, I will pass you over and take on Lucifer as my lover. Sitting alongside of Satan making the priest fuck the virgin Mary while hailing him. Say it. Say hail Satan.

            Choir boys and girls need to be fucked. All dressed in white. Taking that virginity. The Evil phone sex will drive you wild. Get down under me. Lick that pussy. You know you will like it. Beg for more.  

            Suck Satan’s cum out of me as soon as he has filled me up. Watching as he fucks me, and I ride him yelling Yee-haw. Not oh God. It’s Satan give me more. Hail to the almighty Satan.

            Join us in the path of destruction. Following behind us. Cleaning up in our wake. Watching the decimation of the church.

Castration Phone Sex Bitch Loves to Take Your Balls

castration phone sexFriday nights I reserve for castration phone sex antics. I take ball busting to a new level. I think a man’s balls, as well as his dick, should be viewed as a privilege not an entitlement. And if you cannot use your junk properly, I revoke your privileges. I do not care about the average skank bar whore. However, if men mess with my fellow Goth chicks, or a woman pays me to get revenge on her assailant, I take a man’s balls.

I live in a college town. So, every bar could be considered a college bar. But my Goth bar gets a lot of college boys who think they can spike a Goth girl’s drink, and she will not know it. Most of the girls in this bar do not want anything to do with some clean cut, college boy from the suburbs. But some of those boys do not take no for an answer. And when that happens, I get revenge for the girl in the form of extreme cock and ball torture sex.

Trevor came into my Goth bar, and I watched him spike a girl’s drink. So, I distracted him, and switched her drink with mine. But I did not drink his spiked cocktail. But I did follow him home after he left alone because the girl, he thought he could fuck, never got drugged. I prayed he did not live in a dorm or frat house. Much harder to break in undetected in those places.

If You Cannot Use Your Cock and Balls Properly, I Will Remove Them For You

Bingo. He lives in a studio apartment alone. I followed him in, and he did not even notice until I was in his pad wielding a big knife. He appeared intoxicated just enough to make it easy for me to overpower him. I handcuffed him to a table leg and took his pants off. I read him his list of crimes and told him the punishment would be the loss of his balls. He did not seem too happy. I shoved his boxers in his mouth to shut him up.

I could have sterilized the knife and cauterized the wound, but he deserved a painful ball removal. Once I severed his balls, I removed the boxers from his mouth and shoved his balls in there instead. Carved the name of the girl he tried to assault on his cock. But he won’t be able to explore his rape phone sex fantasies ever again. If he survives of course. He might bleed out handcuffed to his dining room table.

Castration Phone Sex Revenge Serves as Therapy for Women

castration phone sexCastration phone sex weekends seem perfect for a sick bitch like me. And when I saw this woman’s post on the dark web looking for assistance to neuter some enemies, I knew I would be the right sadistic bitch for the job. So, I took it. Seemed like an easy gig.

However, when I met with my client, I discovered she was not a woman. A teen girl hired me to get revenge on the high school boys who drugged her, assaulted her and then bragged about it to their school friends. And soon the whole school turned against her.

Although what she told me seemed right out of a Lifetime movie, I had no reason to doubt her. She showed me all the mean comments and posts her fellow teens made on her social media. Poor girl. She seemed to be living in a nightmare she did not know how to end. But I know revenge can help ease the mind and heal the soul.

I took this job for free. A teen girl the victim of a high school gangbang rape porn, deserved her revenge. Although I am not the most charitable person in the world, I wanted to help end her nightmare. And revenge could do that for her. So, I neutered her enemies, one by one this weekend.

Sometimes, Revenge Helps Ease the Pain

What fun I had too. I stopped 6 predators from growing into adult predators. She helped me lure each of her attackers to me. My cabin in the woods transformed into a teen boy torture chamber. As each boy arrived, he discovered one of his buddies drugged, naked and tied up on the floor. Usually, I utilize my castration chair, but this marked the first time I ever participated in a mass castration. And this way seemed more efficient.

Each boy started to wake up from the drugs I gave them. And they each realized they had a castration band around their balls. I told them what would happen to them soon enough. And I discussed the ramifications of their actions. They turned this schoolgirl into their teen rape porn star and thought they got away with it.

I let their victim get her revenge and power back. She severed their balls with a knife, and I cauterized the wound. I wanted to kill them. No way any authorities would believe a young innocent girl could murder 6 strapping teen boys. But she wanted them to live with the daily reminder of what they did to her. So, I let them live. But they will live neutered and unable to procreate or fuck normally ever again. Felt good to help this girl. I think my brand of therapy might have been just what she needed.

Evil Phone Sex Fantasies Help Us Deal with Stress

evil phone sexEvil phone sex cures the dog days of summer. Seems to be a heat wave across the country. Politics pissing people off. Heat pissing people off. And we all need a little escape. I know I do. And killing and torturing people helps me deal with stress. Plus, it makes the world a better place because I rid the world of assholes and bitches.

And yesterday, I murdered an annoying couple I met by happenstance. As a Goth chick with a murderous streak, I still do regular things like grocery shop. And while I was in the produce aisle a couple hit on me. I mean they wanted to go Goth for a moment. Do I look like the kind of woman you can approach about having a threesome? No, I don’t. I look like the kind of woman who will put you in snuff movies.

Although I politely declined, they followed me through the aisles talking about their Goth girl curiosity. No means no. And if I need to tell you more than once, you better pray for your life. After their final attempt, I agreed. But I was not fucking these vapid swingers. I had something else in mind. Sexual mutilation and murder.

Evil Fantasies Cure Those Summer Blues

When I showed up, they offered me a drink. I carry these strips around with me that let me know if a drink is spiked. And sure, enough it was. I do not think they wanted to fuck me. But I drugged them before finishing my drink. Their plant enjoyed my roofied wine. And I enjoyed the torture sex. When they woke up, they discovered that I tied them up. And they did not appear happy. But they appeared even less happy when I sexually mutilated their junk.

I carved up her pussy. And afterwards it resembled raw hamburger meat. And of course, I removed his balls. But I put his severed testicles in his wife’s mouth for shits and giggles. I spent hours there. Even though I enjoyed torturing them, I had to kill them. They saw my face. So, I slit their throats and left them to bleed out on their bed. Least they can go to hell together.

Bloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!!

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!! Once Upon a time eMidnight dreary, the summer heat had gotten to me in a bad way.

All I can think of is when I murdered that family on Christmas and how warm and fuzzy it made me feel. Im little and pale as fuck so the sun and I are not friends at all! As the heat rises my need to kill and feel festive rises in me as well.

The Holidays are prime hunting grounds when moms and dads are stressed out. Turns out the hot days of summer might be prime for parents sick of brats and needing free time. Now is the perfect time for bloody phone sex Xmas In July. 

Enter babysitter Harper, who has made a Christmas in July daycare themed event for little brats! Mommies and daddies are eager to give me little bitches and bastards for my holiday play land. They even pay me to “take care” of brats in cute holiday attire.  I’m ready with my candy canes and wrapping paper, and I’m ready to show them the true meaning of Christmas in July! Wrapping up fuck tots and fucking them with candy canes is nil compared to what me and big Santa Claus dick is going to do them.

Bloody phone sex Massacres are my Christmas in July!!!

I baked cookies with shards of glass to start off our bloody phone sex, Ginger Bread that cuts their mouths up makes quite the spectacle! Be our Santa and kiss bloody lips as you fuck little elf pussy and ass. I’ll take the boys and drill those asses with some reindeer antlers I found in the attic.

Let me dip the boy penis in some chocolate for us to suck clean! I know that bag of presents you brought contains such freaky sex toys! A saddle fuck machine for the girls, and some cock rings and ass plugs for the boys. I know it’s the heat of summer but Christmas in July is perfect for big bad Santa’s who need to empty that sack! Let me help make our Young victims nice and bloody as you fuck them merrily!


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Snuff Sex is What Men Get When They Break My Rules

snuff sexSnuff sex I consider the only sex. I do not make love to men. And I do not form attachments to them either. Men provide little use to me. But like most women, I do have sexual needs. But consider me a Praying Mantis of sorts. I will behead a lover for trying to get rough with me or attempting to cuddle or anything remotely romantic or mushy.

I do not date. But I do fuck sometimes. And I needed dick last night, so I got on Tinder. Callers talk about Tinder all the time as a great way to enjoy anonymous, discreet fucking. So, I did my thing. Swiped right on the first nice cock I saw and went to a no tell motel since he was married. He has a thing for Goth girls. The fucking was great and delivered just what I needed too.

However, after he came, he got all mushy and love dovey. Puke. After this third warning, I decided to introduce him to my snuff porn side. And I smothered him. Choked him too. All I did was tell him I was into erotic asphyxiation, and he gave up his power to me. He did not know who he just fucked. I kill most of my lovers because they cannot abide by my rules. What happened to men just wanting to fuck? Most men nowadays start planning our future after one cum. Fuck that shit.

Consider Me a Praying Mantis in Bed

I do not care how big your cock is or how big your wallet is either. Men exist to serve me. And once I have been served, I want nothing more to do with them. Nothing. But this dumb ass wanted to date and introduce me to his family. After one fuck? I mean sure, I am a good lay, but to plan our future after one cum means you are some love lorn puppy dog and I do not have the desire to deal with that level of bullshit. So, I killed him.

With his cock in my pussy, and my hands around his throat, he took his last breath as I came. Strangulation phone sex never felt so good. I am tiny, but I am mighty. I managed to take his life without a knife. Using only my bare hands, I killed him. Left his body in the no tell motel. When will men learn to listen to me?

Tortured Ecstasy: My Anonymous Kinky Adventure

Torture phone sex

Oh, yeah, torture sex. Now we’re talking about some real fun. Let me tell you about the time I got into some heavy kink with my anonymous fuck buddy. It was an online thing, and we’d been chatting for a while, trading kinky stories and pushing each other’s limits. He really knew how to make my panties wet with his twisted imagination.

One night, he suggested a live session, and I was beyond eager. When we met up, it was like an instant connection. He had this cocky smirk that told me he was used to being in control. We didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He threw me on the bed, and the show began.

It started with some good old ball busting. His fists were unexpected pleasure shocks on my vulnerably exposed balls. Then, he brought out the water torture. Water slamming into my body—it’s a sensation like no other. The pain is intense, but the pleasure? Oh, the pleasure is so filthy and indulgent.

He’d switch it up, going from scalding hot to icy cold, making sure my body was on edge, guessing his next move. All the while, he’d dig his fingers into my cunt, stretching and pulling my labia, making me squeal. He bit my ass cheeks, leaving marks that would bruise. I loved every second of it.

But he wanted more. I felt like his plaything as he bound me, keeping the ropes tight enough to leave marks. My legs were spread so wide I thought they’d break. And the fucking began. It was hard, rough, and unmatched. My body was on fire, the pain exquisite.

I came so hard I saw stars, begging for more even though my body was spent. Anonymous sex has its perks, and this was one hell of a story to tell.

Torture Sex of the Male Anatomy Brings Me Joy

torture sexAlthough I enjoy all sorts of torture sex, cock and ball torture remains my favorite. Sure, I am happy to mutilate a young cunt with you. We can dissect her like a frog and enjoy her pain. But there is just something about destroying a man’s junk that gives me pleasure. And for me to enjoy the CBT fun the most, you get to live. Live with the constant reminder that a bad ass Goth Chick ruined sex for you for eternity.

Let me tell you about Chuck. He’s a predator. He likes to prey on drunk Goth girls and Steampunk princesses. Not on my watch. When I get wind of a predator hitting the Goth bars in my state, I go to great measures to discover who and put an end to his reign of terror. I think that men prey on Goth chicks because they view us as lesser than some cute coed slut. And I cannot stand men like that.

Although it took a few days sitting in Goth bars pretending to be drunk, I found my predator. And I wanted to kill him. Really, I did. So, it took all my strength to spare his life. However, I did not spare his cock and balls. Castration phone sex junkies like me always mutilate the junk. To men I am a wicked butcher. The butcher of their junk. A sadistic Lorena Bobbit. And I never mind the comparison.

I am The Wicked Butcher of Your Junk

Once I had Charlie in my underground dungeon, and he saw all my torture devices, he realized I was the wicked butcher men talk about. Almost like I am some sort of folklore creature or a mythological beast. But I love men wondering if I am real or not. Chuck knows I am real now. And I have his cock and mutilated balls in a jar to prove it. I carved Predator on his cock first. And I basked in his pain and suffering. If he does not care about Goth chicks, we don’t care about him.

I chopped his dick off a little slice at a time and fed the bits to my dog. And while I chopped his cock like I was making a charcuterie board, I had a castration band around his worthless balls turning them black. Once you cut the flow of oxygen to the balls, they turn purple, shrivel up and eventually resemble deflated black tires. Even though I wanted to kill him, I spared him the snuff porn death he deserved. Instead, I left him with a constant reminder that he is no longer a man. But I doubt he ever really was a man.

Snuff sex with your favorite degenerate slut!

Snuff sexI had the nastiest thoughts about Snuff sex lastnight I just had to show off my body to see if I guy would budge. I was online surfing the web and tons of men are so interested in taking the last breath out of a stupid teen whore. Lots of men love to wrap their hands around a bitches throat or use a knife against their sweet soft skin as they slam their cock inside them. I was rubbing my cunt reading all the stories these men shared about their experiences with snuff whores. I wanted to be one so bad now!

I talked on the phone with this guy Jay; he was inlove with my puffy pink pussy and small tits. He was a perv for Rape phone sex fantasies so we had some fun for a while. I got him so turned on he needed to come over as soon as possible so we could dive into some fun. He asked me if this was really what I wanted and I said yes of course I do. There is no better way to go out in this world; a cock stuffed in my holes while I take my last breath? Fuck yes, that is what I want! I want to be the girl who passed as she was getting her ass hole force fucked by a nasty older pig man!