Category: Killer phone sex

A Kiss Goodbye

Sadistic phone sex

Those lips, those pouty, full, perfect lips.  Soft, warm, untouched, parted ever so slightly.  This isn’t a princess in some fairy tale, this is prey in a nightmare of our making.  I run my fingers lightly from the ankles up the leg to the shattered pelvis, up the small incisions in the stomach placed there to induce a scream or two.  There were more than usual since she decided to try to be brave, keep it all in, the pain, the fear, show us that she couldn’t be broken so that we might give up.  That never happens though, we always finish.

My hand moves up across those barely there breasts watching as her chest rises and falls with each shallow breath.  They are tender to the touch, she flinches back slightly, she has no fight left, no energy, no hope.  I watch as bruises start to form, turning from red to that lovely deep color as the blood pools below the skin.  Traveling up her clavicle, broken, fractured as a matter of fact. I study the sheer white of the bone protruding from the skin, jagged.  Up to the nape of the neck, already yellowing bruises forming from fingers pressed tightly into her flesh.

Then up to that mouth.  I brush my thumb over it.  Thinking back to how it looked slipping up and down your hard cock.  Her cries being stopped from the manic thrusts which press your throbbing head into her throat time and again.  I stand at the top of the table by her head.  Looking down at her I notice that her eyes loose focus,  she knows what is coming, she is trying to slip away into her safe place to pretend this isn’t really happening. Oh, but it is.

The table wobbles slightly under your weight as you spread her legs to make room for you.  I toss you the ropes that have been previously tied to the legs of the table, you wrap each one around her thighs, tossing the unused portion back to me so that I can secure it to the legs as well.  The rope digs in, I can see her skin being pinched, the lower part of her legs turning pink, then red.  The circulation is being cut off, she moans, her eyes go blank, one single tear trails down from the corner of her right eye to splash on the table.

You rub your dick over her swollen cunt, sore, red, raw.  You press in, another moan from her, you start to move, more tears, her eyes begin to focus on my face.  I can see the pleading in them, yet those lips do not move to protest, more tears, she knows it will be better for her soon, she will be helped so that she can slip away, but not yet, you aren’t done but you are close.  I lower my head down as your noises become more guttural, the table legs slightly scraping on the floor, filling the almost empty room with bangs as you pump into her.  I put my lips close to her ear, waiting for you to cum, I whisper “Goodbye fuck rag” just as you release your hot sticky jizz deep into her. I then place one last kiss upon her lips so I can taste her last scream as you finish her off.

Snuff Porn in a Haunted Corn Maze

snuff pornI was in the mood to make a homemade snuff porn last night. I just needed the right victim. I was feeling like a killing a hot teen slut last night. Friday night haunted house got real for one little bitch. I have a seasonal gig in a haunted corn maze. It is in the country. It is three miles long and very dark. I work with other “actors,” but I kill for real. No one would think one of the “actors” went rouge. When some one dies in a haunted attraction, it is blamed on one of the visitors. A stalker, an angry ex, or just some Michael Myers wannabe. I had a camera on my miner’s hat to capture the fear. I just used a real axe instead of my fake one.  I substituted the blade for a different one so when I was questioned, my fake axe would not match. I stuffed the blade in the back pack of a dick boy before my victim was even discovered. I watched in joy as visitors thought she was just a prop. She never saw it coming. She was lagging behind her girls because she was flirting with all the male workers. Cock tease. She thought she smarter than the girls working the corn maze. She taunted me, so it was easy to put an axe to her head. She must have been on something because she kept mocking me as blood poured out of her head. When she realized it wasn’t fake blood, she freaked out. Started staggering through the corn maze, but folks thought she was an actor. I guess her friends left her thinking she hooked up with a guy. She wasn’t discovered until the lights came on and the night was over. Hours after I snuffed her. I was questioned, as was everyone working there, but since we have no record of everyone who came through the maze last night, I suspect her death will remain unsolved. I have a wonderful snuff sex video of her gruesome death. I may be out of a job since the maze was shut down by the police as a crime scene, but the month is still young. I can find more victims anywhere I want.

Green Eyed Monster

Snuff phone sex

“Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretense of keeping it alive.” ~ Havelock Ellis

I very much enjoy seeing jealous feelings in others.  I myself do not get jealous, there is nothing for me to be jealous of, I don’t like people enough to be jealous of them.  However, when that ‘green eyed monster’ rears it’s head in others, oh, how spectacular it can be.  Watching as people spiral down, seeing the depression set in, the obsession, the crazy, the whole delicious thing.  Granted, not all people fall all the way, but there is always that one, that one that goes above and beyond all others.  How is it that you can supposedly love someone so much that you kill them because they no longer love you? That is fucking hilarious!

Knowing that right now there are men and women out there who are plotting the death of someone that they state they love so much that they can’t be without them.  I’m crazy, I admit that, but those that I am speaking of are in a league all their own.  Perhaps I don’t understand it because I don’t love.  Let me rephrase that, I do not love people, I have never loved anyone, never will.  I think I am incapable of it which is fine.  I am not missing anything.  If I want to get fucked I go and get fucked, but other than that I really don’t want to be with someone day in and day out.  That would be horrid. Anyway, let us get back to it.

The best part of this whole jealousy thing is, that only one of the two know what is going to happen.  There is the jealous one, and the one who has moved on.  Can you imagine how shocked they will be when they find themselves in danger? Maybe it will be a simple gun shot right to the head.  Or perhaps some torture will be involved, dismemberment, evisceration, skinning, and so on and so forth. All because the person you loved, no longer loves you. Just once, I would really like to take part in one of these killings.  I wouldn’t want to get involved, but I sure as hell would want to watch. I want to see that dragon take it’s victim by the throat and bite down.

By the way, killing someone with a gun is a pussy move.  If you are going to kill someone, put some flair into it for christ sake.  It might be the only chance you ever have of taking a life, so make it your opus.  

Your Transformation into a Eunuch

Accomplice phone sex

Your mistress and I are dear friends. She sent you to me to turn you into a eunuch for her. She knows how much I enjoy performing male castration. It is a form of torture that gives me such pleasure. You arrive at my place looking nervous. I have you sign an agreement. I look at you and give you a wicked little laugh. You didn’t even read what you signed, but it doesn’t matter. You have just made a pact with the devil’s princess and there is no turning back. I lead you into my basement where I tie you spread eagle to a table. I then use rope to restrain you more across your stomach and thighs. I make a special hot pepper soup to use as a disinfectant. I pour the hot pepper soup all over your cock and balls. Hearing you scream only makes my pussy wetter. As you lay there in pain, I take out my lighter and start running the fire over my carpenter knife. Once it is extremely hot I reach down and grab your cock and balls I saw them off. You pass out from the pain. I sear your wound shut with my knife getting a high off of the smell of your burning skin. You awaken to me and your mistress enjoying ourselves in front of you. As I French kiss your mistress and she fucks my hot wet cunt with your bloody cock, we just laugh at the fact that you will no longer know sexual pleasure.

Snuff Sex Sentence

snuff sexI was sentenced to snuff sex as my punishment. I faced a trial and a jury and was sentenced to a painful death, a public painful death. My crime? I was a judge who took bribes and sentenced women to prison and death for things they did not do. According to my executioner B, my death was a long time coming. In a public forum, I was on a platform in my judicial robe. That soon came off me. I was stripped of any shred of decency and power I thought I possessed. I was smug at first, but my executioner smacked the smugness off my face. Once I was stripped naked in front of a large audience cheering my death, I felt the shame my victims must have felt. My executioner made it clear that I was going to die in pain. My death would speedy, but it hinged on one thing, my orgasm. I was injected with microscopic robots that would trigger a massive heart attack the moment I came. When I heard that, I fought some more, but soon I was tied down and spread eagle. The microscopic killers had already invaded my bloodstream. My executioner just had to ensure my orgasm. In front of thousands of people, I was naked, spread eagle and getting fucked by a large fuck machine. Despite my fear and humiliation, it was a biological clock ticking to my death. Under my judicial robe, was a kinky pain slut who no matter how hard she tried, she could not hold back an orgasm, not even under such grave circumstances. I let out a huge moan as I came my final time. My body stiffened up and my heart felt like it was being squeezed so hard it could pop. That was it, I was dead. Just like that, executioner B gave me my comeuppance. What is your dark fantasy phone sex death sentence for me?

Little Pig, Little Pig, Let Me In

Snuff phone sex

We are either Wolves or pigs, one preys upon the other.  All those not on my level I consider pigs.  Some say pigs are smart, cute, majestic, and are wonderful creatures.  Pigs are nothing more than food, grunting, and worthless.  Their only defense is their squeal, they have no real power.  Fat Sows and Hogs taking up space, rolling in dirt, snorting, just disgusting things. At least that is how I see them.  That is how I see 99% of all the people on the face of this Earth.  Young and old alike. 

Imagine, scaring the shit out of some babysitter and her piggies.  How much damn fun would that be? Knocking on the door, wearing a wolf mask, just yelling Little Pig, Little Pig, Let Me In! Oh how those piggies would squeal, but little do those piggies realize but wolves hunt in packs.  The distraction at the door means the other wolves can sneak in the back, grab all the piggies and I can just walk into the front door. 

What happens to pigs when they get to be the right size?  They are butchered.  No emotion, no thought given to the other pigs watching, just gutted, cleaned, chopped up and then consumed.  The biggest pig goes first.  Oh how those little pigs would yell, cry, beg, maybe even piss themselves as they watch the biggest, strongest piggy get killed.  That pig was supposed to protect the little ones.  Now with the sow gone, what is going to happen to them?  Such wonderful, vile things, that is what.  Wolves of the world unite and get your piggies because the Hunt is beginning.

Castrating A Fool Like You

Castration phone sex is what you deserve, Fool! You are such a fucking loser and it’s no wonder the only pussy in your life is the skank cunt you pay for down in your trailer park. You have no damned game and I will guarantee that your pecker is just that a peck away from a god damned pussy. But it’s another fucking night at the bar and you rant on and on about pussy this, pussy that, tits.. ass and all sorts of derogatory shit that a loser like you can’t even get a hold of.

Castration Phone Sex

Fucking you is a god damned joke, but I grabbed you from my bar and threw you against the wall, and grabbed that pathetic pecker through your pants. You need this filthy wang to get off in some pussy? Well honey follow me. You hoot and mother fucking howl like the loser pecker you are and little do you get that you won’t even have the balls to return here… fuck if you even walk away when I’m done with your pathetic snuff phone sex victim self.

Snuff Phone Sex

I get your filthy pants off of you and can’t even stand how bad your alcoholic ass reeks, but I pull that pecker out that is throbbing so fucking hard and your drooling like a rabid bitch in heat. Fuck you I punch you square in the fucking face breaking your nose and splitting your lip. I laugh at you in my sadistic phone sex way and yank my boot knife out and in a simple swipe I sever that pathetic prick right off. Blood spewing all over me I laugh as you scream. I ain’t done with you yet mother fucker. I take another swipe and cut those balls off. More blood than a butcher room is all over me and I am elated to watch you bleed out. 

Sadistic Phone Sex

The First Of Many

Torture phone sex

There we were.  Just you and I, and our special guest.  I will never forget how they looked as we waited for them to wake up.  I also remember how your cock jumped when I slapped her down on the floor of the van.  She was knocked out cold.  I even took a moment to pull her tiny t-shirt up and run my tongue over those puffy nips, before climbing into the passenger seat so we could take off. 

Once inside I had to almost laugh because you were extremely excited.  You just kept walking over here, messing with your belt trying to get your zipper down.  The fact that your hands were shaking made it possible for me to step in to shoo you away.  You had wanted this for so long that I didn’t want you to waste it.  This one would matter, it would be your first.   I wanted you to take your time, enjoy it.  Go too fast then you would look back with regret.  I didn’t want that for you.

We drank some beers in silence.  Then those eyes fluttered opened, the look of panic on her face made your dick grow again.  I went over and whispered in her ear, telling her some of the things that were going to happen to her.  The tears started, I licked some of those salty drops from her cheeks while looking at you.  You downed another beer then got up. 

She was tied so tightly to that chair, the sound of those chair legs scraping around the floor as you made her scream will live on in my memory forever.  The abuse to the flesh was amazing, I didn’t think she would survive it, she did though.  Then we moved her to the sofa where she was made to scream again, over and over until I had to stop her screaming once and for all.  You thrusting into her, violently as my fingers slipped around her throat.  I wasn’t sure which you enjoyed more, the sound of her neck snapping or the unbelievable orgasm you had.

Castration Phone Sex: He Had it Coming

castration phone sexCastration phone sex inspired me. I had a call last week from a useless ass loser. He had a 2-inch dick and huge balls. Sadly, I saw pics. Some things you can never unsee. His balls obscured his shrimp dick. I was happy to take his nuts. At least it made his dick look bigger lol. Two nights ago, I was at a Goth bar when this little nerd came in. He bee lined straight towards me and flashed his tiny wiener. The geek had a death wish.  To show me his cock he wanted killed or castrated, or both. I have a reputation. He said his girlfriend dared him, but I had a hard time believing he had a girlfriend. He looked truly scared when I pulled out my huge knife. My guess was a woman fucked with him and knew my reputation and wanted his balls gone. He reminded me of my caller because he had huge ass balls and a teeny tiny weenie. I took him into the bathroom to castrate him. I had no supplies, just my knife. This was a freebie. He wasn’t paying me, so no need to treat him well. He was some looser with a sort fuck stick exposing himself in public. I didn’t give a fuck if he got gangrene and died. Seriously, he was a loser with a death wish. I know a few. I had some Jack Daniels, my lighter and my trusty old knife. I made him put his cock under the dirty toilet seat to separate his nuts from his dick. The loser was so fucked up he was going along with it. I poured whiskey on his balls as a curtesy he wasn’t owed and chopped them off. It was medieval torture sex. Very bloody. He puked. What a wuss. I used my lighter to cauterize his wound and then I used some more whiskey to dull his pain. He acted like I took his fucking dick too. Ungrateful loser. I could have killed him, I should have killed him. I made his worthless dick look bigger and not even a thank you.

The Devil’s Princess and Daddy

Accomplice phone sex

This dark foggey fall day is the perfect weather for the devil’s princess. And as if the day is not perfect enough my Daddy is coming to visit. Nothing makes my cunt wetter than helping my Daddy. I always know you will reward me. You have this dark black creepy van that you like to take me out on the prowl in. I know exactly the type of little girl that makes my Daddy’s cock rock hard. You like them super young and innocent. You want to be the first to take their virginity. We were driving through a neighborhood and I spotted the cutest little blond girl. Her mother was with her but then all of the sudden the mother ran into the house for something. It allowed me the flawless opportunity to grab her little girl and shove her in the van. We were in and out in seconds. We drove about thirty minutes away down a dark dirt road in the woods. The more the little girl cried for her Mommy the harder your cock became. You had me hold her down while you shoved your hard throbbing cock into her tight young pussy. You had me smoother her face with my hot wet cunt. Her screams were vibrating against my clit as you continued to pound her virgin pussy. You put your hands on her throat and slowly squeezed the life out of her just as we both were cuming. We left her used and abused body out in the woods for nature to take care of.