Category: Knife play phone sex

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what I’m craving tonight. What about you? I want us to go find a sacrifice to play with. Let’s go find someone at a bar or a club. Someone that’s sitting alone that won’t be missed in the future. I’ll go back to the alley, and you can bring her around.

                I’ll take out my knife after we tie her arms behind her back and tie her feet together. I slowly cut the buttons off her shirt with my knife until her perky breasts are exposed. I start to make shallow cuts above her breasts and the blood begins to drip down to her nipples as she screams. I look over at you and see your dick start to rise.

                I cut deep into her breasts as the blood begins to flow. I cut off her panties to expose that pretty pussy. And then I take my knife and start making cuts. The blood is everywhere, and I begin to play with it and get my hands covered. With my blood-soaked hands, I begin to wrap them around your dick, until it shimmers red.

Castration Phone Sex Makes You My Bitch for Life

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. But I love it even more when the person I castrate never sees it coming. Which is most of the time. Although men do pay me to chop off their balls often, I do a lot of free junk removal because men are idiots. And idiots should never procreate. Why? Because they only breed more idiots.

I make it clear that I am no GFE sort of woman. Men serve me best dead or without their mail anatomy. I do not need a man to make me feel complete. Perhaps, I am just set in my ways and too dominant, but I will never rely on a man to feel good about myself or to support me. Yet George thought it was all an act. I even showed him my sadistic phone sex site so he would understand that I do not couple up like a typical, boring, vanilla woman.

Not Every Man Deserves to Keep His Junk

But he kept insisting he had what I needed and even went as far as telling me he could fuck the bitch out of me. No amount of cock can fuck the bitch out of me, LOL. I am pure bitch. But I plaid the game. Let him think that I wanted to fuck him. Went back to his crappy little studio apartment. While he took his clothes off, I spiked his drink. Before long he would be too loopy to fight me or scream.

I tied him to his bed and let him see my big knife. The poor sap still did not see it coming. His dick looked puny. I mean I doubt a Barbie doll would have felt his dick. So, I chopped his balls off. Saved him a life of misery and prevented more losers like him from being born. He bled a lot. In fact, his blood splattered on me and his walls. He must take blood thinners. Oops. Well, he may have lost more blood than the usual castration, but he deserved it. The torture sex and the blood.

How did he think his 2-inch nub would be able to fuck the bitch out of me? Well now he can never get hard again. So, he will never fuck the bitch out of anyone because he is the bitch now and forever. And I can make you a bitch too.

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex

Killer phone sex can mean different things to different people, but I know what it means to me tonight. Would you like to go out with me tonight to find someone to play with? I was thinking some torture and murder. Maybe once we pick our target, we can play a little cat and mouse game and hunt them down. The chase is always the best part!

                So, we go out at midnight to a random park nearby where we look for our next victim. We pinpointed a lady jogging on the trail, and I showed her my knife and she takes off running faster. I’m sure you are wondering why I chose her, but I want someone who will put up a fight. I tell you to head to the end of the trail while I follow her your way.

                You get her at the end of the trail, and I meet up with you guys. We tell her what’s going on and what our plans are, and that she has one chance to get away, and if we catch her, we are going to kill her. She takes off again and the real hunt begins, and I couldn’t be wetter.

Sex with dead bodies isnt abuse its fucking hot!

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is for the criminally insane!   Society makes it very hard for those men and women who love are nice fresh cooling off corpse! I mean they even have abusive corpses charges. Um, they’re already dead so who gives a fuck! I invite you to come over for a party and play session where we get as high as we can and go find a fuck dollar two that we can murder and fuck! Go ahead baby put that gas mask on I guess you a nice big fucking hit.

Sex with dead bodies makes your cock hard as we party and murder!

Your dick’s going to be so hard when I strangle that little bitch that is riding your cock! But you’re not going to stop fucking her do you understand me? You’re going to feel her inside start to go cold around your fuck pole. I know your text getting harder inside of her as she dies and withers away. Look into her cold glassy eyes as I chopper head off and let it roll in the ground and you still fuck her headless corpse! 

Take another big hit and just let me put her head on the end of your dick and use it like a pocket pussy. Isn’t she so cute with your cock head coming out of her mouth from her neck? Baby this is the best snuff porn ever made. So get with me and let select a couple dozen dollies and see who dies first so you can fuck her dead body! 

Ass Rape Porn

Ass Rape PornMy master was tearing into  my hole and I didn’t want to scream but I couldn’t help it. The pleasure was so good and the pain so satisfying that I just could not wait to release my lemon juice onto him. I would have to be patient and he would not want to hear my cries for mercy. I learned early that to please  I must be able to do and act as he wanted. One of the things I found that worked the best was him calling me a slut and just doing everything he said. What was worse if I was on the phone and  he called I had to get off  or rather please myself and make it sound real ,or the punishment in the room would be hell. I remember his cock pushing into  my throat and causing me to gag. My pleasure was seeing him happy but there was something different about the way he was treating me tonight I knew it was going to be either pleasurable or very naughty and painful.

Killer Phone Sex Gene Makes Some Women Natural Born Killers

killer phone sexI possess the killer phone sex gene. Do you? A psychologist would have a field day with me. Although I am sure I meet a lot of the psychopathic characteristics in the DSM, I do not meet them all. Which can make me seem so normal. For example, I show mercy and empathy. Perhaps, not to men and sluts, but I would never harm an animal. And some women I spare because I see potential in them. Or I just despise the man who hired me to kill the woman that much.

Although I have not spared many lives, I have flipped the tables on a few tools. Clark hired me to kill a teen girl. Well, he hired me to kidnap a girl he knows so he could explore his rape fantasies with her. And he wanted to snuff her out afterwards. I wanted the job. Money makes the world go around, right?

But I experienced a crisis of my consciousness that would perplex a psychologist. So, I flipped the scene. The girl I kidnapped became my accomplice. She showed great potential for mayhem and bloodshed. Like a mini me. However, my accomplice appeared brain dead and misogynistic. Men like him overpopulate the world. However, Goth girls like me seem harder to find.

Sometimes I See More Potential in a Victim Than I Do My Accomplice

My client hired me to kidnap his Goth niece because he thinks she is a freak of nature and he wanted to fuck her and snuff her afterwards. Since I did not enjoy his views on Goth babes, I decided to save the girl and turn her into my Goth accomplice phone sex partner. And you should have seen how she rolled with her second chance in life.

I gave her my big knife. And instead of charging him with a jab to the gut or a jugular vein, she stabbed him in the groin. And when he went down, she pulled his cock out of his pants and stabbed it until it looked like minced meat. She made a bloody massacre of his cock. Just like I would have done too. Her instincts for torture and pain over a quick death endeared her to me.

I sat back and watched as the victim became the victor in this fight for life. All covered in blood from the frenzied mutilation of her uncle’s junk, she looked at me, smiled and told me, “That felt good.” Yep, a natural born killer this one. How could I kill her? I helped her finish her uncle with a quick lesson on major arteries and torture sex. Then we fed him to the wildlife. Finally, I have another mini me to train. Although it is true that I hate most teens, this one appeared the exception to the rule. And I will make good use of her.

RagDoll Cora loves Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex

Nothing makes My Master happier than Cumming for Lucifer to Blasphemy sex! Hi there. Your curious about me huh? Well allow me to introduce myself I am RagDoll Cora and I am one wild sadistic BITCH! My entire life revolves around Pleasing and worshiping  my Master and Lucifer. Boy let me tell you this I am better than most at doing both.

At a young age i came to know what it meant to submit to the Dark Lord. I learned from much of my reading that there is no greater honor than submitting to your deepest darkest urges and desires. I embrace every dark part of me and it embraces me.

My favorite thing to do to please my master is through our sacred Sadistic phone sex. Just the thought of it makes my pussy gush with excitement. The thought me being desecrated over an alter for our holy and pure Lucifer is enough to make me cream all over myself.

All Hail Lucifer! Just saying his name sends vibrations through my body and makes my pussy throb! Lets Ignite an inferno of lust within ourselves. Don’t be afraid to embrace the sin join us and follow your true master Lucifer.

 

Medical fetish phone sex

Medical fetish phone sex

Welcome to my nurse’s dungeon. Did I seduce you into medical fetish phone sex? Don’t be shy. Come in and take off your clothes and put this hospital gown on for me. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll have you sit down on this table and lay back down on it. I’m then going to put these straps around your ankles and wrists. I make sure it’s tight because I don’t want you squirming around too much.

                I start to reach for my medical tools, and you let out a whimper. I first get my ball gag and put it in your mouth, so I don’t have to hear you scream. Next, I get out my scalpel. When I get it out, you can see the light reflect off the blade. I walk over to you and make the first cut on your chest, and I see your fists clench up and your body lifts a little bit. Once you settle down, I cut your inner thighs and the closer I get to your cock, the more I see it grow.

Snuff Sex is the Only Kind of Sex for Me

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. Sure, I enjoy fucking. But I do not enjoy cuddling or baby talk or any of that relationship bullshit. I use men as I see fit. And when they do not follow my rules, I kill them. You could make me cum like a porn star or have a huge cock, but I will kill you if you try to spoon me or talk like a man in love. The only thing in this world that I love is a good kill.

Although Troy showed a lot of promise, he quickly violated my rules. We met on the dark net. I helped him kill a bitch. A young schoolgirl he fucked. She did not look at it the same way he did, and she tried to blackmail him. So, I told him how to get rid of her. And that bonded us. He enjoyed turning her into a snuff porn doll. He showed me pictures and videos he took of her dying too.

So, when he suggested we meet, I thought he could be an excellent accomplice. But he disappointed me, and I killed him. I think he wanted a girlfriend more than an accomplice, and I am not that girl. Having a devious and soulless accomplice is all I want. However, men love an elusive Goth chick. Even when I am clear about what I want, they still ignore my boundaries. So, the way I see it, Troy had a death wish. Or why else would he disregard my rules.

I Can Just Kill a Man for Shits and Giggles

He did not put up much of a fight when I castrated him. And I enjoyed severing the balls of a man I just fucked. His testicles glistened with my cunt juice. I tossed them into the woods as a treat for the animals. Then I dissected his body like he was a lab frog in a high school biology class. He bled everywhere and screamed in pain as I removed his organs one by one. Organ meat contains iron and protein. I saved his heart for last. And I ate it while it still beat.

Troy’s last image was of me eating his heart and laughing at his painful, torture sex death. Some men will just never understand me. So, I take that as disrespect to women, and I will not stand for it. Listen to me. Respect my boundaries. Hunt and kill with me. Or lose your life.

2 girl phone sex means you get 2 bloody victims, Master!

2 girl phone sex2 girl phone sex means you get 2 bloody victims, Master! Oh, where do I even begin? My name is Marley and I am one sexy wild perverted snuff whore. I am nothing but a piece of meat to my Master, and I love every second of it. My desires know no bounds and I am constantly seeking new levels of depravity to please my Master and fulfill my own twisted desires.

Fiona and I are his prized possessions, his two favorite victims. We know that our purpose in life is to serve him, to be used and abused in any way he sees fit. The thought of being his playthings, his objects of pleasure, makes us wet with anticipation. We crave his touch, his knives, his blood.

You see, our Master loves knives. And he loves using them on our soft, delicate skin. The way the sharp blade slides effortlessly through our flesh, causing a surge of pleasure and pain at the same time, is unlike anything else in this world. He knows exactly where to cut to make us scream in ecstasy.

But he also knows how to keep us in line. One wrong move and he will threaten us with his biggest knife, the one that could penetrate us in ways we never thought possible. And we both know that he is not afraid to use it if we don’t behave. We are his personal toys, his dolls to be played with and discarded when he has had his fill.

I know that my Master has been craving bloody phone sex, and Fiona and I are more than willing to indulge him. We are his slut victims, his canvas to paint with blood and sweat. He loves to fill us with his fluid, making us feel dirty and used, but it is a feeling we both crave. We are his delicate girls, his whores, ready to be mutilated, fucked and made to cum blood.

So I cum blood, Fiona cums blood and Master cums buckets! We know that we deserve to suffer, to be punished for our wickedness. So go ahead, call and let me and Fiona fulfill your darkest, blood-soaked fantasies. We are waiting, Master. We are your willing, submissive, and oh so perverted snuff whores.