I need to make $100 more before I can go home. I’ve fucked so many different men today I lost count. Every time I get in the car with a john I’m putting my life in their hands. It starts to rain but I keep walking, and then you pull up beside me. You look friendly like the average family man, so I get in your car. I sit in the passenger seat and the doors lock, that’s when I notice the knife. You’ve rigged the door on my side, so the lock doesn’t unlock. Fear grips my body and I plead for my life. You drive us somewhere secluded, where no one can hear my screams.
You yell at me, “You dumb black bitch, you got in the wrong car!”
You punch me in my eye so hard that I see lights. Then you press the knife to my throat and I close my eyes and pray. You press the knife hard enough so that I feel the sting of the blade and the blood running down my neck. Tears roll down my face and you lick them up and laugh.
“Get naked bitch!”
I remove my clothes quickly and you make me get out of the car. You leave in the woods butt naked and you leave with all of my money. My man is going to kill me.
Category: Knife play phone sex
Wrong Car
Castration Phone Sex: Your Pain is My Pleasure
Castration phone sex is really a fuck load of fun. I mean how much of a loser must you be to call for virtual castration? I love losers. Tiny dicks amuse me. Their pain is always my pleasure. The guy I castrated this morning sent me pictures so I knew what I was dealing with on our call. Oh, my fucking God. It looked like his testicles ate his dick, if he even had a dick. He was all balls, no meat. No way he could even fuck his hand. Elephantiasis of the balls was my diagnosis. Get this. His balls being that fucking huge was self-induced, not a medical abnormality. He injects saline into his balls. Who the fuck does that? I mean he made those chicks with puffed up Botox lips look normal. It was going to be a pleasure to take his huge nut sack. I tied them up to cut off the circulation. Balls slice off easier when the flow of oxygen is halted. Once I cut his gargantuan nuts off, we talked about what to do with them. So many possibilities when you have huge fucking balls. They were so big, I decided I could make a meal out of his nuts. You may think I am crazy, but I have tasted nuts before. They fry up quite nicely actually. Add some olive oil and some scallions, even some grilled mushrooms and you have a nice meal. I had to poke his balls to drain the saline. As he moaned in pain from fresh castration, I prepared myself a nice meal. I love eating a man’s nuts. Your nuts may be worthless to you, but they are yummy to me. Think you are ready to have a taboo phone sex bitch take off your nuts and eat them? Your pain, is my pleasure.
Taboo Phone Sex: I Castrate and I Kill but I Never Care
Taboo phone sex? That’s all I do. I had some jackass call me last night calling me sweetie and honey. Clearly, he had me mistaken for another girl. I don’t do terms of endearment. I am no one’s sweetie or honey or boo. I explained to him that if he wanted to do a call he would have to cease with the sugar-coated talk or lose his testicles. He agreed. After I was done processing him, I came back and asked him what his extreme or snuff fantasy was tonight. The dumb bastard not only asked me what snuff meant, but he called me baby. I went ape shit on him. I verbally abused him with a litany of insults for about 10 minutes before I whacked off testicle #1. I made sure he understood that he was far too dumb to reproduce before I lobbed off testicle #2. As dumb as this jackass was, I think he discovered his inner pain slut. After I rendered him nutless, he begged me to take his dick too. Since he was only 4 inches hard, that was extremely easy to accomplice. If you call me for castration phone sex and you aren’t a total tool, I will numb you and cauterize the wound. However, if you are a stupid fuck, I will let you bleed out for a while before I offer any assistance, if I even offer any at all. This dumb fuck laid in a pool of his own blood, sans his balls with a severed penis, calling me baby. Castration turned to snuff rather quickly. Clearly, he had a death wish. I’m not the kind of bitch who warns you once, so you sure as fuck know I am not the kind to warn you four times. At that point, we were having snuff phone sex. I broke out the chain saw and dismembered him like Leatherface would. You don’t play by my rules, you die. Simple.
Castration Phone Sex is My Fav
When guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls. I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?
Live Autopsy On A Youngster
My Master and I had some wicked fun with a youngster that we kidnapped, and we created a bloody mess all over the dungeon! We went to the weed club together to re-up on a bunch of herb to celebrate 420 today. While Master was inside of the club making the purchase, I noticed that a Mom left her little girl in the car while she went into the grocery store next to the club. The car was unlocked and the window was down, so I went over to the car while Master was still inside and I lured the little girl to come with me so that I could show her some cool little toys that were inside my car. The dumb little bitch did what I said and as soon as we got into the car, I knocked her over the head with a crow bar and I tied her up in the backseat. Master came back out to the car soon after and he was so pleased with my evil antics while he was away! I know Master has been craving a torturous time with a youngin and it worked out perfectly that I was able to abduct this pretty little cunt. Once we got back to the dungeon, she was coming back to consciousness as we strapped her on to the medical bed to have some fun with her. Master sliced open her stomach with a scalpel and asked me to be his sexy nurse accomplice as he did a live autopsy on her petite body. She was moaning and groaning as Master mutilated and tortured her. He cut out each one of her organs one by one and very slowly so that he could inflict as much torturous pain as possible. Her life slipped away right before our eyes and it was so fucking hott to witness! I was fingering my pussy with her blood, it made for the perfect slip and slide lubricant! I had a bucket next to the medical bed where I was placing all of her organs, blood and guts. The bucket was overflowing and she was left as just skin and bones. We threw her in the oven and cremated her remains to get rid of all evidence. Master put all of her organs in the freezer to preserve them so that we can eat them in the future. Young little girls always taste so delicious!
Snuff Sex Dinner
Snuff sex? It’s too final for me. I mean snuff equals death, right? He said we were just simulating a snuff scenario. I didn’t have a choice. He is a man. Men are always in control, at least with me. I’m just a blonde bimbo, right? I’m not good for anything but fucking, sucking and abusing. When I arrived, I was ordered to disrobe. It was time for a naked inspection. Him and his friends inspected me for body hair and cleanliness. I had very specific orders on how I was to appear before arrival. Clean, shaved and sans any make up, perfume or jewelry. Once I passed inspection, I was escorted to the basement with several other women. Someone was cooking something. I could smell the aroma. Sweet with herbs. It was hard to imagine we were being served dinner. When we arrived at the bottom of the stairs, we all gasped when we realized we were going to be dinner. Big caldrons of water hanging over open flames with girls already cooking. Have you ever smelled cooking flesh? Apples were placed in our mouths. A masked man rubbed us down with a butter and olive oil mixture. Another man sprinkled herbs on us. I sat there scared knowing I was simply waiting my turn to be cooked to death. I felt a strange mix of fear and satisfaction. If going to die, at least I knew I would make a satisfying meal. What are your cannibalism phone sex fantasies?
Final day of Gluttony, a fat burger for the fat ass
Continued
Last time we talked, I had just told you about our first week of the 7 deadly sins. We started with gluttony and a giant fat woman. My current man has a fetish for mutilation and snuff sex.
I don’t think she knew she was eating her own fat, or that he had even cut it off of her. The fat bitch even started to enjoy it. My new guy made a burger covered with all kinds of stuff and covered it with her blood. She was so out of it she ate it like any other burger.
He started to cut her up the middle and laid out each piece still attached to her back. Once he was done nothing was left of her front, the fat was all splayed out around her. You could see her ribs, her abdomen, even her pussy with all the fat removed. She wasn’t responding to him slapping her due to blood loss so he gave her a shot of adrenaline and she came to. He set up and mirror to show her how her fat was removed and she started to scream again but she could barely get any sound out, she was starting to die. He looked her in the eyes and said I’m going to fuck your slimmed down pussy while you die you bitch and tears started rolling down her face. He laughed and took his pants down and said “Fat ass, your crying only got me nice and hard.” And a maniacal laugh followed. He fucked her for several hours even after she died. When I didn’t think he could fuck anymore, he cut off a piece of the fat and sat down next to me. He handed me the piece of fat and said hold this around my cock, and he came again and again. We left with her dead and fat starting to rot all around her. Rigor had set in and it was funny to see her huge fat legs spread out all on their own from him fucking her.
Guess we are onto a new sin next week, this one is done dead. Let’s see what will be next….
Week One of the Seven Deadly Sins: Gluttony
The new guy I am seeing is one sadistic fucker. He likes to torture fat women and teach them about being gluttonous pigs. After all his depraved activities he loves to fuck me hard and deep. Maybe it’s all the buildup while he tortures, I am not really sure how his mind works.
He targeted this monster fat ass he found online. She weighed close to 700 pounds and he was trying to figure out get to her. There was no way we would get this cow out of her house so we decided to go to her.
The night of his set up for torture we went to the obese woman’s house and poured a drug onto the air conditioner sticking out of the shitty houses window. The coughing started in the fat woman’s room; she and her man friend were asleep. We loaded the man into his trunk and I drove him out to the middle of nowhere so my new guy could get started.
First he goes to the kitchen and gathers supplies from the victim’s house. He grabbed a garbage bag, clean up supplies etc. This time he put a frying pan on the stove and turned theheat on to low, to warm up the pan he said, but I wasn’t exactly sure why.
He started to let the huge woman wake up. It wasn’t as if she could run away…she’s trapped in her own body. He took out a pair of gloves and a scalpel. He began to cut open her belly very gracefully. Making sure to only remove fat, the woman started screaming at the top of her lungs. He took the urine padding that was soiled inthe garbage and shoved it in her mouth. He went back to cutting a fillet. Once he had a nice slab off, he set it on a plate and walked to the kitchen. He took grabbed the large prong fork and slapped the piece into the cast iron skillet. It smelled horrible, searing flesh and fat. He tended to it like it was a steak, salting and turning it when it was done on one side. When it looked…cooked? He put it back on the plate and walked back into the cow’s room. She was clearly weeping uncontrollably with that urine pad in her mouth. He laughed and said “So, you are ok with letting your body go and being a useless member of society? Well I think we are going to reduce your foot print on the earth today.” He took a steak knife and a fork and stabbed into the flap of fat he had cut from her and cooked. It smelled rancid, but he grabbed the pad out of her mouth, squeezed her jaw as much as he could get his hands around and started making her eat her own cooked fat.
To be continued…..
The Home Invader
I came home after a night out with friends. Realizing I had forgotten to lock the door, I shrugged as I walked in, thinking nothing of it. I took off my jacket and walked into my bedroom. Playing on my phone, I sat on my bed and kicked off my shoes. I faced my window, the closet behind me. Too occupied with my phone, I didn’t notice the man slipping out from my closet and sneaking up to me. He snatched me up, covering my mouth to muffle my screams. He pulled out a knife and held it to my neck, and I knew that was his warning, telling me if I tried to run, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill me. I whimpered as he taped my wrists together, then to the bed post. He bunched up my top above my tits so they were exposed with my tummy. My skirt was next to be pulled off of me, and he took my panties into his mouth, licking the crotch before throwing them aside. He traced his knife up and down my body, circling my nipples, then my clit. I gulped in fear. Having something so sharp in such delicate areas was certainly unnerving. He took out his cock and shoved it inside my ass. It felt like fire as he ripped through me. I couldn’t help but let out a yelp of pain, and before I knew it, his blade sunk into my stomach. Blood poured out of my as he continued stabbing me. Standing up to reposition himself, he began to fuck one of the larger wounds in my torso. Blood bubbled out of my mouth as I cried and begged him to stop. Blowing his load inside my bloody knife, he left me just as I was as he escaped, his cum oozing out and mixing with my blood. Then he was gone.
Force Fucked Home Invasion
I was home alone one afternoon in my new house that I had just moved in to. I was unpacking boxes when I heard a knock on my front door. Before I could even reach the front door to answer it, the door the flew open and a masked man dressed in all black barged through then grabbed me and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. It all happened so fast and I was taken aback at the entire situation. I was kicking and screaming as I tried to set myself free from his tight grip! He brought me upstairs to my bed and threw me down, choking me and making me gag as he unzipped his pants and forced his hard dick inside of my pussy. I was trying to fight back as best as I could but he was much bigger and stronger than me so it made it very difficult to try to protect myself. He pulled out a knife and began fucking my asshole with it while he force fucked me. I could feel him tearing up and slicing my insides as he had his way with me. Blood was pouring out of my holes while he twisted my body into all sorts of positions. He busted his load of cum all over my stomach and carved his initials into my pussy skin. He left me there on the bed in a pool of blood as he quickly escaped from my home.