Category: Goth teen phone sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sexSeeing the splattered blood across the wall made me want to squirt. I sliced that bitches neck from one end to the other. It didn’t matter that she was my neighbor. Nobody will ever be able to find her once I am done with her. Not like she has much family here. I knew that. That is why she was the perfect victim. Something about her big silicon tits that made my mouth water. I just wanted to bite into her pink puffy nipples. I did just that. I ripped her fucking nipples off with my mouth. All that blood will soon be mixed with all of my cum. Oh yeah baby. Only the sight of blood and producing pain on the innocent gets me horny. How about you? What makes your cock hard?

Castration Phone Sex With Jezabel

Castration Phone Sex

This snuff whore really hopes this castration phone sex tale makes your little dick hard as a rock. I’m going to be the last woman to ever see him as a man. He is bound to the OBGYN chair legs shackles arms tied behind his back. He is a pathetic useless man with his little dick pointing straight to the ceiling.  I make him look at me in the eyes, my cunt is soaked through my panties. I will have my very own eunuch slave! I will be the last bitch he ever even wants to fuck. This is his choice, he ordered me to cut his balls off. He screams at the tough of the blade, but I will not stop. This is no time for second thoughts as the blade cuts into his beloved family jewels. I still don’t know if I will keep him as my accomplice eunuch or sell him on the black market. All that is certain is his balls will be added to my collection with the others for this dark bitch to admire. He is lucky I don’t slit his throat. But he will be valuable to me or another mistress of the night as her slave that has no desire of the cock. He looks into my eyes one last time, humps the air as I cut him before the cum spurts out of his dick, instead it puddles to the floor as I have his balls in my hand! Boy, do I love being a bloody phone sex castration whore!

Fantasy Phone Sex Seems Real

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex calls with a sick bitch make your dark desires seem real. I have some fantasies like killing the Kardashian dip shits, but obviously I don’t act on them. I find this line of work very satisfying because I can work out my anger issues as well as my hatred for society. There is not enough time in the world for me to snuff all the losers and bitches that need to be gone. I do enjoy taking out young cock teases before they grow up to be a Kardashian type. I had a unique opportunity the other night to do just that. A friend of mine wanted me to meet his niece. I hated her at hello. I hate most brats. I have zero maternal instincts. He set me up. He knew I would hate her. He knew I would want to make a snuff porn with her. Normally, I don’t kill anyone I have a connection with like this, but she was worth the risk. My connection is to her uncle not her. No one would even know I had met the brat. My friend would be the suspect. We drugged her and took her to my kill shack. He used me because he wanted to fuck her tiny little slit. He wanted to gut her like a pig. Like most men, too weak to do it themselves. I am not weak. I have no impulse control. Once someone is in my cross hairs, they are dead. She called me Wednesday Addams to mock my Goth queen look. I don’t tolerate disrespect from something so young, so I killed her. I brutalized her. Gutted her like a pig and chopped up her remains and fed then to the coyotes. But not before I let her uncle test out his rape phone sex fantasies.

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexSunday was bloody phone sex Sunday! I am a sick bitch. I like the sight of blood. A lot of blood often means a lot of pain. For you, not me. My knives are my best friend. I have over 1,000 in my collection. I have vintage knives too. My grandfather ran a private prison. It was eventually shut down by the feds because of his cruel and unusual punishment techniques. I take after him. He enjoyed inflicting pain on others. The difference between us is that I am not torturing incarcerated criminals. I like to make women, men and brats alike bleed. Not just the bad ones either. Granddad only tortured inmates. When his prison was shut down, I inherited everything the feds didn’t take. I have some knives and torture devices from the 40s and 50s and even earlier because he was a collector too. Grandpa had and old cabin in the woods complete with a torture chamber in the basement. I inherited that too. It is three counties away, a 2-hour drive. I make that drive weekly because it is my kill shack. I was there last night because I performed a ritualistic kill in honor of my granddad’s birthday. He would have been 90 yesterday. I picked up this female grifter. I had seen her in action, and she thought she could con me, but the joke was one her. I knew what she was before she spoke. Grandpa liked to make his torture fit the crime, so I tied her up and chopped off her fingers first. I took each finger with a different knife. She likes to pick pockets and boost gift cards, so I took her fingers and her hands slowly and meticulously. Lots of blood. Lots of screaming and crying too. Grandpa would have been proud because I tortured her for hours before I turned her into a snuff victim. She would have been caught eventually and put in prison. I saved the taxpayers money and had some fun. It was Sunday Funday after all.

Accomplice For Bloody Teen Rape Porn

Teen Rape Porn

Her body laid cold, yet still breathing slightly. The blood was swirling down the drain after our final take of the teen rape porn. Should I let her linger more? Her blonde hair encrusted with blood so badly that she looked like a redhead. I knew I should end her life soon, give her some relief. But looking at her glazed eyes and the cum and blood all over her gaping wounds made me want to fist fuck her one last time. Would she die on my fist as I tore through her petite frame? Could I be the Angel Of death at the perfect moment to make her cum as she reaches that edge of death I so enjoyed? It didn’t take much to shove my fist where 12 Big Black Cocks had fucked her for hours. One bloody hole of her anus and pussy was all that was left. Her insides cold and breathing gone as I pulled out my fist and stomped her brains to smithereens under my boots. Stupid Bitch, couldn’t even hang on long enough to give me one last pleasure. I hate teen whores!

Blood And Guts Knife Play Phone Sex Slut

I took the job as a babysitter to satisfy my needs for young pussy and cock. And to please the Angel of Death that resides in me. What I wasn’t expecting was the mother to be 8 months pregnant and just having me over to watch the brats while she took a nap and then went shopping. My face was intent on watching that womb bounce with forceful kicks from her bun in the oven. I hadn’t had a fresh one like that in some time. My hand started to twitch and the hunting knife in my boot seemed to heat up on my leg. Visions of me slicing her open like a melon and getting my fresh prey out had me wetting my panties. Then her teenage son came down the stairs in his motorcycle jacket and kissed his mom goodbye as his hands lovingly caressed her stomach. One look into his eyes and I knew he was like me. It was him I had spoken too on the internet and texted. U thought it was the husband, but no I would be murdering them all slowly and now a pregnant whore to force the birth and kill as well. A whisper to my ear said he would be back in two hours and to leave his mother for both of us. I would have her tied up and in shock from watching her little ones be killed and molested in her eyes. This was going to be a good, good night!accomplice phone sex

Snuff Sex Game Of Chance; Will You Live?

Snuff Sex

I am an accomplice whore who runs red rooms. But I have a special game I would like to play with my mice. I am the cat and I want to just slice your fucking head off as you are close to cumming. That is the best and long-lasting orgasm I get from men like you. But if you offer me something small and delectable, a whore in training or two that I can use for my red rooms of forced bloody fucking till death, then and then I may spare your life and we can torture and hurt the youngsters and create our own films of tight holes being ripped apart. But I do like to carve a man up slowly and use his cock for my persona l dildo after his body grows cold, and eat his heart for breakfast literally!

Dark Frozen Doll

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Don’t let my sweet appearance fool you because when the day is done and the sun has set a new time begins. The night belongs to the dark ones, the wild ones, the sinful ones. When the moon rises as do the human monsters that lurk in the shadow. It’s time for you to pick up your phone and dial up your phantom lover for some intense gothic phone sex. I’ll be waiting for you in strands of black fabric arranged to tempt and taunt you. I’ll give you peaks of my long slender neck, my milky breasts, my smooth legs and to top it all off I’ll be waiting with an innocent doe eyed face.
I’m the picture of a gothic Lolita and you can’t help yourself when the blood runs hot and your teeth are on edge. You have to take that innocence down to it’s death, bloodied and broken. It’s not your fault that you hunger for something entirely depraved is it? No one is at fault for the fact that you lust for my blood in all ways.Take me from this wretched world, save me from the terrors of the daylight. Let me sleep forever as a beautiful dark doll frozen in time at your hands.

Mutilation phone sex And Destruction of Souls

mutilation phone sex

I enjoy mutilation phone sex on a deeper level. My blood rushes to my clit as I decide my victims’ fate. My hands and implements of torture will transform you, your spouse or your picture-perfect brats into a work of blood art. I discovered my love for mutilating bodies at a rave a couple of years ago. I was green around the edges and had just been slicing up small creatures until then.  The lights flashed red and a siren went off and I saw blonde cheerleader types being herded like cattle into another room. I snuck behind to see women tying those pretty bombshells up and shiny destruction tools glimmering as the lights strobed. One by one faces, tits and genitals were transformed into mushy bloody messes. I felt someone beside me say that I was not in this room by accident. I piece of the thigh was sliced off and handed to me to eat raw. I gulped it down and felt my body racked with violent orgasm as I was held down and fucked to be initiated into the true gothic cannibalism and killing the underground world. Do you dare see what this goth teen phone sex whore has in store for you and your cock?

Off with Your Balls

knife play phone sexThere’s something so sexy about a sharp blade. Any blade. Knife, razor, sword, box cutter. Shiny and sharp, placed right up against your nut sac. You wonder if I’m going to tease you or hurt you. You feel the sharp edge dragging along your flesh and the blood beads up. Didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be castrated? Oh, you beg me not to hurt you but that rock hard cock gives you away. You like the fear that you’re feeling. The adrenaline rushes through your veins as the cum builds in your testicles. You groan out loud. You better not cum, or I will end you now. This is cock control and your life depends on it. A shot of cum and I will make your blood spurt, too. You clench your teeth, gasping for air, trying to get control of your raging member who only wants to cum. I smile and wait. “Beg for your balls.” I order you. You sound like a little bitch whining as you plead for your manhood. The whimper is starting to irritate me. I have my blade poised right up against your bulging purple mushroom head. Shall I cut your cock off in pieces or will one swipe of my wrist leave you as a sissy eunuch forever?