Category: Knife play phone sex

Cutting Me Up

Kidnapping Phone Sex

I was stolen from my home by a man who liked to mutilate sexy teen girls. Pulling me into his basement, he threw me onto a dirty, old futon on the floor. My clothes had already been torn off. Laying there cold and naked, I grimaced as he dropped his pants. In one hand he held a knife. Getting to his knees, he pushed me flat on my back and started hacking away at my nipples.

I screamed in agony as the blood splattered against my face, his chest, and the wall. He diced up each one until he had gone nearly down to the bone on each tit. Sobbing, I whimpered as he held the knife to my neck. He said if I stopped holding my pussy lips open for any reason, he would kill me slowly and painfully. Scared, I complied and spread them open wide.

Taking the knife, he sliced into my clit and pulled out my clit ring before continuing to butcher my pussy. I screamed and cried at the pain. After my hole had been sliced up, he took his throbbing cock and shoved into my mincemeat cunt. As he fucked my gory slit, he took the knife and dug into my stomach. I choked up some blood as I faded away. The last thing I felt was his hot load shooting into me.

Jack off With My Flesh

 

Bloody Phone Sex

You kidnapped me and have been keeping me in your basement tied up. You’ve made me drink your piss and eat your shit to exist but now I’m starving and you are tired of having me around. You feed me my first real meal in weeks- canned dog food. What I didn’t know is that you filled that bowl up with GHB. The whole world gets dark but suddenly I wake up in pain. You’re cutting my cheek off with the top of the dog food can. I’m tied down and I can’t anything to stop it. You fuck what left of my mouth and cum deep down my throat- but you aren’t done yet! You beat me in the face with your fists and dick. A black eye isn’t anything compared what’s next for me. You cut off a piece of my tit and make watch you jack off with my flesh while I gasp for my last breath. Let’s get dark as hell to night- tell me your snuff fantasies!

Father Deserves To Die Today

Killer phone sexToday is Father’s Day and I must say, I fucking hate my Dad and he absolutely deserves to die today. My Master and I concocted a plan to get rid of him and I am really looking forward to following through with it! Throughout my life, my Daddy has always treated me like shit, abused and degraded me and it’s really shaped me into the evil young lady that I am today, a worthless cunt that’s a victim to it all. Master said that he wants lots of blood, the more blood that’s shed, the better! The way my Dad would molest and violate me all of my life has been repulsive. He put his hands on me all the time and he choked my Mom to death right in front of me when I was just a youngster. That is a vision that I will never be able to get out of my head! When Master and I devised our plan, we decided that we are going to break into his house later on this evening so that we can catch him off guard as he’s tired and winding down from his day of Father’s Day celebrations. Once Master and I break into his house, we are going to ambush him and attack him with butcher knives until we have him dead and beaten to a bloody pulp. I want him to look like a slaughtered pig by time we are finished with him. To literally add insult to injury, i’m going to carve a special message into his back. I’ll engrave Happy Father’s Day deep into his skin so that his rotting corpse can burn in hell with the prolific message on him for eternity!

Smashed and tenderized

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my very favorite games. It just feeds my power as a female to rid the world of nasty balls. Scrotums. Nut sacs. Testicles. I I often hit the clubs looking for men who deserve to lose them.. Oh you men think you are so superior with your delicate little sacs. But one good kick or a stomp from these stiletto boots will render you useless and infertile forever. I enjoy the popping sound a teste makes when it’s squished like a grape.

So next time you are at a club, hitting on women and making those sexist bitch comments, better watch your ass. You might find me there in the background, watching and waiting. So easy to buy a man a drink and slip him a happy pill. Not enough to knock him out. Just makes him super happy and drunk acting. Of course I was there to lead you outside and into my car.

When you awoke, you were tied down with your nuts in a vice. I slowly tightened them until you moaned. “Kinky bitch, are you? I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll beg for mercy, you cunt.” I laughed. “Oh really, How are you going to do that with no cock or balls?” I saw the fear and I liked it. I tightened it some more until your nuts turned blue. “Who’s gonna be begging for mercy, fuckhead?”

I gave the vice a hard spin and you screamed like a girl. I took the scalpel and held it to your bloated sperm factories. One quick slash and they exploded, the testes bursting from their sacs like popcorn. “It won’t hurt too bad.” I stopped and took a drag from my cigarette, grinding it out on the head of your cock. As you screamed in pain, I rendered that final slash, forever severing your pathetic manhood. I almost finished you off then. but changed my mind. It would be so much more fun watching you go through life as a Ken Doll. Betcha won’t be talking shit to women any more….

 

 

Doll

Torture sexIm sorry Im sorry Im sorry, Ill do anything you want me to do but please dont kill me. I wont cry no more when you are fucking me anal with your big fat dick and a fat strap on penetrating my pussy. I will suck your dick all day but please dont kill me. Ill be your little cum dumpster, I Rena promise to swallow every single drop of your cum like a good girl I am. I will go out with you to the club to hunt young girls for our little club here in your basement. I will teach them well, to always suck your dick and swallow all the cum. We will always be ready for when you want to bring your friends over to play with your dolls. Pretty in make up and all dressed in black leather how you and all your friends like it. I love the taste of your dick.

Plunged To Death

Bloody Phone Sex

It all started off fun and games. A casual playtime experience but things got out of hand quickly when I started giving you head. You took your hands and gripped the back of my neck and started thrusting harder and harder into my face. My eyes were watering up and silently begging you to slow down, or stop even! But you could feel my jaw breaking apart and once you saw the blood on your cock you knew you had to finish the job. You fucked my face, punching my sides and pulling my hair out. My would-be screams completely muffled by your massive penis that was choking me to death. I tried digging my nails into your thighs to push you away but it was too late. I was dying and you didn’t care. You wanted it- you wanted to see me die in front of you with your cock in my skull. I saw my entire slutty shitty life flash before my eyes but it was just images of cocks. You left me there dying, bleeding to death and with cum dripping out of my nose. Are you going to come back and fuck my dead body next?

Paleo Diet leads to castration phone sex

castration phone sex

Before we talk about castration phone sex, let me mention this. My doctor put me on this new Paleo Food Diet. This snuff chick is hangry. I am needing something lacking from my diet. Raw food, the doc explained, will make you so much healthier. Fresh lean meat and some veggies.

So after reading more, I knew exactly what I needed. What is fresher and leaner than the cocks of young men? I was drooling as I set off to do a little “hunting.” Boys are sooo easy.

You were hanging at the library. A real geeky sort. I knew I could easily take you home with me. What could beat the freshness of a high school geek? I bet you were a virgin. Too bad you won’t live long enough to get that first poke into a pussy. You sure aint sampling mine.

To make my story short, like your little cock, let me get to the “point.” You responded to my offer of a ride home and a kiss. I took you straight to my favorite hide-a-way. I’m sure you were expecting something else when I told you how badly I needed your cock. It’s a shame that your talented mind was outwitted by your throbbing fuck stick.

I tied you up, placed your cock on the chopping block. You laughed at first but they quickly tuned to sobs as  you begged me to spare you. Oh, I will let you live. You didn’t need your tiny dicklet anyway. No woman would’ve looked at you twice. Loser. You sure will make a pretty butt buddy for someone though.

Your cock was delicious, BTW. I think I really like this new diet. There is so much variety, just like the doctor said. Mmmmmm, Chinese sounds really good tonight.

Cannibalism phone sex

 

 

Off with your cock, Loser.

castration phone sexYou cheating fucking Loser. I spit in your face. You’re the type of man who deserves castration phone sex. Do you really think you can get away with treating women this way? Do you think your cock is so special that you can stick it in any fuck hole you please with no repercussions.

I watched you in the club tonight, looking all ghetto in your saggy pants and swagger. You hit on every woman who walked by.  Just the good looking ones though. The less attractive, you poked fun at. I watched girls faces crumple as you verbally destroyed them. I’m a cold hearted bitch but you are an asshole who deserves a whooping. Bet you wouldn’t be so smug with no cock or balls.

Tired of watching you, I approach you. Your eyes light up as you take in my slim body. “Wanna smoke a fat one?” I ask you. You nod and follow me to my car. “Hey, sexy, you wanna suck my cock?” you ask me. I respond with a kick to your nut sac with my steel toed boots. You go down hard.

You’re my prisoner now. You’ve gotten into some bad pussy for sure. MINE. I’m gonna give you what you really deserve. I unzip your pants and lay your cock out on the table. Your eyes bulge as I pull out my blade. Blasphemy explodes from your mouth as you beg to the almighty. Too bad, loser. You met the devil instead and now she owns your soul.

Vengeance is mine, saith Natasha. Welcome to hell. Now you get to burn forever as a dickless loser.

Week VI of Seven Deadly Sins: Lust Final Day

As my guy brings the knife closer to the slovenly woman she starts to try to scream but she has a ball gag in her mouth and very little comes out. She tries to struggle against the restraints but it doesn’t matter he yells to me to come and sit on her.

She is on a bed in 4 point restraints and while I am sitting on her he puts a strap on the bed over her torso and back under the bed. I hear him ratcheting the strap down. He stands up and says I can get up, I stand and shows the knife the slovenly bitch again and she starts to struggle, but now it’s a 5 point restraint and there is no getting out.
He bends over and brings the knife down to her pussy, and even though the knife is insanely sharp and could cut through her clit like butter, he is taking his time. He makes small cut after small cut; finally, the whole thing comes off. The bitch has stopped screaming, I think she is in shock.

Mutilation phone sex

 

My guy slaps her in the face a few times and she is totally out of it. He lets out a laugh and says to her “Clits are for whores.” Her eyes are filled with tears and her gaze suddenly shifts to look at my guy. She has a look of pure hatred and anger. My guy thinks it’s funny. “What are you going to do you worthless bitch? You’re strapped to that bed, no revenge for you ha ha ha.” The next few days he pretty much leaves her to heal, throwing water down the stairs in bottles and only giving her food if she has earned it with sucking his cock. He went down there about an hour ago.
What the fuck!! How the fuck did you get out??!! Put the fucking knife down bitch. PAULINA!!”

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sex

Taboo phone sex fantasies are what I do best. My callers fall into two categories: mommy lovers and sadistic men who like to do cruel things to mommy whores. I have a very interesting life on and off the phone. Callers ask me all the time if I have a Master. My master is cocaine. I have long had a problem with nose candy. My husband travels a lot, so he doesn’t know the depths of depravity I will sink for a fix. He is not a dominate man, neither are our young sons. His son from a previous marriage is the closest thing I have to a master.  Since I am weak for cocaine, I get myself into pickles all the time. This weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. We were doing lines and fucking. There was some double penetration going on, but nothing wild. Then one of the guys brought in a little girl. No clue who she was or where she came from. She was very young and very scared. She asked me if I knew her mommy. This wasn’t good. I tried to be maternal to the girl when one of the boys punched me in the face. He gave me a knife and told me to “carve the bitch up.” All three boys had pure evil in their eyes. I was informed explicitly that if I didn’t snuff the little whore, I’d be a dead bitch. These weren’t frat boys. They were sick twisted perverts. I looked at the little girl, said I was sorry and closed my eyes. I told myself this was all a bad dream as I plunged the knife in her tiny body. She was screaming and they were laughing. I was crying and shaking. When I heard no more screams, I opened my eyes. The guys were fucking her young dead body. All three of them. It was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen. They seemed like normal 20 something men but they were a pack of wild animals. I did the rest of the blow, got so fucking high, I’m still not sure it really happened, even though the blood stains on my clothes tell me it did.