Category: Knife play phone sex

Accomplice Phone Sex is the Best: Killing is More Fun with Two

accomplice phone sex sadistic babysitterMy protégé Amy, the young daughter of my favorite sadistic accomplice, called me in a panic. She was babysitting and something went awry. When I arrived to the house she was at, it looked like the home of the Devil’s rejects. Blood splattered on the walls, even the ceiling. I could smell the carnage and it made me wet. “Amy dear, what happened, I inquired?” As she explained it, mommy and daddy came home early and caught her having naughty fun with the brats in her charge. Guess the parents got their panties in a bunch over a little knife play on young flesh. Amy went all Lizzie Borden on the family out of fear. She is young still. I’m training her to kill with less emotion. As I assessed the situation, I realized there was quite a bit of clean up necessary. Four bodies were still twitching, barely alive, but alive none the less.

The little ones just required some face sitting to snuff them out. They suffocate so easily at that young age. I put mom in the bathtub. Stripped her naked, then assaulted her fuck holes. I could say it was to make it look like an intruder had force fucked her then killed the family, but really it was just for fun. I fisted her pussy, while Amy shoved a baseball bat up her ass. We didn’t finish her off until we had a little fun with her pretentious worthless holes. One sharp stab in the gut with my knife, and the cunt bled out in the tub. I let Amy finish off Daddy. Suggested she castrate him first. She sliced off all his man parts. I was so proud if her when she tossed his junk out back so the coyotes could feast. She slit his throat, masturbated as she watched the blood spurt from his jugular.  

bloody phone sex accomplice callFinishing off the picture perfect family was easy. Staging the house to look like some random act of violence was more difficult, but a perfect chance to school my young  disciple in the finer details of killing. My method of madness is to stage a home like a frenzied killer looking for drug money or something similar broke in the house. The random senseless acts of violence are rarely solved. I am the perfect killing machine. Methodical, emotionless, creative and intelligent. Amy is in good hands.  No one will ever know either of us were there. It turned out to be a fun night.  Sometimes the best fun is unexpected. I always enjoy killing more with an accomplice.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Fantasies with Cassandra

Medical fetish phone sex bondage slutI arrived at the address I was given for a private party. Surely, I had the wrong address I thought. This was an abandoned hospital. Very creepy feeling I had. No party I would want part of would occur in a dark place like this. But then I saw flashing light, heard music. My curiosity got the better of me. I should have remembered the old adage about the cat. I followed the noise down dark, damp, empty hallways using the flash light app on my phone. When I got to the source of the noise, there was just an old fashioned boom box on the floor. My gut told me to run, but I didn’t listen quick enough. I felt a blow to the head. When I woke up, I was suspended in air. Just a dark shadowy figure in front of me. I heard screams, but saw no one else.

torture sex snuff vids“Do you know how much human organs go for on  the black market Cassie,” the dark figure asked me? He talked to me about how wealthy people don’t need to wait on a transplant list when the world is full of stupid cunts who blindly listen to strangers about underground raves. He even added, that eating human organs is a delicacy among the rich and depraved. “If you have the money, even human flesh can be bought and sold,” he said with evil glee. This has to be a joke. It’s just an urban legend. You know the one where the girl wakes up in a tub of ice with an ugly scar on her back to discover someone cut out her kidney? “Organ harvesting is very real, very profitable, especially on a healthy specimen like yourself” he said so matter of fact. He referred to my body as premium flesh. My eyes, my heart, my kidneys, my lungs, my liver all would fetch him top dollar. I prayed this was a nightmare, then he stuck a need in my arm.

knife play phone sex torture dollI woke up on decayed surgical table, with my gut sliced open and his hands inside me. I could feel the pain, feel the blood running out of my body as he manipulated my liver. I was somehow paralyzed. It was like an out of body experience. He was removing my vital organs, putting them on ice in portable coolers, showing them to me first as some macabre joke. He had accomplices assisting him in the harvesting of my organs. “Such a shame this one; she is very beautiful,” one of the accomplices said. I was in an out of consciousness, but the last thing I remember after being stitched up was hearing that I could now be sold for fucking. “Someone will pay top dollar to fuck her cold dead body.”  I laid there on that dirty table waiting to die. Praying it would happen quickly.

What dark twisted fantasies do you have?

evil phone sex whores

Missing his Touch

snuff porn

Master has been into using me to make money these lonely days in the basement. He met a snuff porn producer and has decided to do some mild pussy trauma films. This means hours of torture to any and every part of my body till he says stop. This leaves me helpless and afraid. Master may love to hate me and at times it gets just awful but I know that he is not going to take my life. He enjoys the things he does to me and sees death as an easy way out. That being said these monsters he allows to have the pleasure of ravaging my body do not stop. They will choke me till I pass out and I will wake up to a flat iron clamping my nipples. Master always let me know that everything is okay after every film. He allows me to suckle from his life-force and feed me his sperm. If it was not for the power of his protein pack substance I would have been dead a while ago. Now I wish for it, no matter how sad Master would be to have to find another sex slave. My body used to be for Master’s pleasure and has now become a fuck factory for anything from gangbangs to knife in my pussy. There is nothing worse than feeling your pussy get ripped open by a knife that is filling it. At least Master cares for me enough to sew me back up. I love him so much. I hope he will fill my cunt with his beautiful rod again.

violent phone sex

His Dark Angel

As I lay here in the dark I think back to all the fun we have had. 

I am Daddy’s girl.

He picked me and I was willing to go. 

Bondage phone sex

I am Daddy’s dark angle.

My eyes have been forever opened, and my soul is forever darkened. 

Daddy has molded me into his perfect Accomplice.

I am by his side through all the kidnapping, knife and mutilation fantasies. 

We make them our own and I am proud to be daddy’s girl.

Kidnapping phone sex

As I lay here in the dark, I think of today. 

Oh the fun we had as you mouth fucked the gutter whore.

Watching her mouth rip open, and licking the blood as it drips down her face. 

You smile at your dark angle.

Oh daddy I love you. 

Mutilation phone sex

Daddy I worship you.

After she is long and stiff daddy you and I continue to fuck her. 

As her body get colder and her pussy drys up.

I am there pissing in her mouth and being your perfect accomplice. 

Forever and always your Dark Angle.

Castration Phone Sex with Venus: The Best Birth Control

castration phone sex knife tortureI have a pig for sale. It never ceases to amaze me how many worthless fuck pigs turn over their entire lives to me. Just a flat, “do with me what you want mistress for I am a worthless pig.” Yes you are a worthless pig,  and you bet your pathetic ass I will auction you off to the highest bidder for whatever twisted, perverted thing I want. I could auction you off to be tortured, to be snuffed out, to be castrated, or to just serve as a slave, fuck or house.

I was on the fence for this particular pig. So, I ran an ad just seeing what kind of hits I would get. I got offered $10,000 by a chick who recognized him as the ex boyfriend who gave her an STD. She wanted to castrate his disease ridden cock, take away his manhood so he couldn’t infect any more girls. I am a greedy bitch, but I told her she could take his junk for free. I can sell him without his man bits to be snuffed out or used as a slave.  I have no allegiance to stupid fuck pigs with a death wish anyway. But I do like to help a bitch out, especially when it’s all about revenge.

torture phone sex sadistic bitchShe was salivating when she saw him in his cage. We taunted him like a monkey in the zoo. Rattled his cage. He was blindfolded, but he recognized her voice. Shit himself too, just like a dirty animal. I pulled him out of his cage, made him clean up his mess, then forced him in the castration chair. It’s this little device I made which has a wood plank for a worthless pecker to be stretched out on, and straps for the arms and ankles. He tried to back out. Pleaded to keep his nasty dick. I have a strict no refunds no exchanges policy. You pay me to do whatever I want to you, fuck your cold feet.

I pulled his pecker to elongate it as much as I could considering its diminutive size. I nailed his balls to the chair too. I gave his disgruntled ex my big knife, but the bitch had a change of heart. WTF? I hate pussies. I yanked the knife out her hand, stabbed her in her worthless cunt repeatedly. Left the bitch alive but bleeding profusely; pretty sure she wouldn’t reproduce ever. The world needs less pussies. I then took the knife dripping in her pussy blood and took her ex’s dick right off. Didn’t go slow, didn’t numb him, just pulled his worthless balls out, twisted them into a knot, then a swift whack and his junk was gone. I then shoved his disease ridden worthless pecker in his wimp of an ex girlfriend’s mouth. “Suck on that bitch. Teach you to back out on a deal with me,” I yelled at her

Nothing went as planned, but at least I ensured two pansy ass stupid fucks who can’t follow through will never reproduce. Need a license to do just about anything in this world, but any fucking moron can reproduce. Well two less fucking morons can reproduce now.

snuff porn movies pain torture

Erotic Porn Snuff Production

killer phone sex

I know everyone knows my love for snuff films and how I have always longed to make one of my own. To be able to watch a dumb bitch get her shit all fucked up, something that I could watch over and over again while I played with my pussy. I have spent hours dreaming of making my own erotic porn snuff film. I just dreamed the day would come where I would meet the man who would let me help him. I met that man the other day, he wanted me to make outdoor rape porn with him, and the fact that I desired snuffed just made it a match to die for, literally. We decided on this beautiful chick that I had my eyes o from the mall. Daddy, I shall call him, was super talented in fucking up her engine. When she broke down she pulled over on the side of the road. It was dark and luck enough she lived off a dark back road.
Daddy approached her vehicle with caution while she looked under the hood, steam flowing over the engine. He was dressed like the perfect approachable house dad but she stepped back with caution anyway. Good skank. I could see him point towards me who was sitting in the car. This was my turn to put her mind at ease. I got out of the car in my dress and pigtails and introduced myself.

erotic porn snuff

I said my name was Hillary of course in case the little piggy got away. We wore our glasses, see here is a secret about my Daddy, he is loaded and our glasses were recoding every encounter with little cunty. Daddy said he was going to check something under the hood and it risked spraying up with hot skin melting liquid and directed up to the side of the street. She turned her back as I lifted up my skirt and SWANK stabbed that bitch in the back.
She turned over grabbing at it and then looking at the blood on her fingers. As she went to scream I held the blade under her throat and told her she better shut the fuck up before I slit her throat. She whimpered and tears began to well up in her eyes. I knelt across her chest. My dress moved up over my highs and reveled my shaved teen pussy. I stood up placing the knife between her skin and blouse tearing my knife through it. Daddy took over and began to play with her nipples while I tore through her short revealing her hairy pussy. I took the knife and began to insert it into her. Blood drained from her. I let daddy know she was nice and wet. Blood dripped from her pussy down her ass creating the perfect lubricant for Daddy as he began to ram her in the ass. Stupid bitch made the wrong move screaming. I walked over to her trunk and removed her four way and then buried it into her chest. Flood flowed over her perfect tit. I kissed her dying lips with mine; I took in the taste of her sweet blood and then kissed Daddy as he came in her.

outdoor rape porn

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Babysitter phone sex

It started a long time ago. When homework and being popular crowded my mind. To think I used to watch little shit heads for money every weekend till I skipped out of that fucking town. Looking back on it now that was my first time and it was so messy. No one ever found those little fur balls that disappeared. After a few years of being away from that town a blast from the past came into the store I was at. He walked up to me, He knew who I was which shocked me. I couldn’t believe that the big strong tall man who stood before me was the little shit bag I used to watch while his whore mommy got high and fucked as many men as she could. I idolized her. She is who I wanted to be and I became her. Her son however was rather yummy looking. I invited him over for some fun.

Bloody phone sex

As we drove to my house I leaned over the seat and started rubbing his cock. He tried to act like that wasn’t what he wanted. I told him I remembered him rubbing his cock all the time when I was there. He smiled and pushed my head back down on his cock. I knew I had him. I was going with the flow I didn’t really have a plan for this. We got into my house. He followed me inside and watched as I slowly walked through my house taking off my clothes. We made it to my bedroom where I laid down. That is when he crawled up to me and started sucking and fingering my cunt.

Killer phone sex

I could have stopped him there, but I wanted to have him. Fucking him was like fucking his whore mother. After hours of sex, and hours of getting fucked up. We took a bath together. I got on top of him and slid his cock inside of me. I started to ride him. Water was splashing and going everywhere. He had his head back and eyes closed. At that moment I pulled out my knife and slit his throat. He came inside of me as he leaked his warm blood into the bath.  I had him and now I am relaxing in his blood.

Easter Egg Hunt

murder phone sex fantasies

So I decided this year in the spirit of the holiday season Terry would play the fury little thing in pink and lay eggs around in peoples yards for all the brats to find when they woke up. I got the idea when I was at the dollar store watching a bunch of idiots fumble and fight one another over stupid candy to stuff into their plastic eggs. Now normally I would encourage this kind of hatred towards one another but on a day like today I just wanted to get the fuck out of their after dousing the place with tear gas.

So I shoved some of the plastic eggs into my purse and walked out with the choice that I was going to fill these with something everyone could appreciate. I was sitting in my car holding one of them in my hand, it was so shinny and covered in the nastiest pink color you could find. I wracked my brain over what to put in them as I went to pull out of the parking lot only to be cut off by a dick wad in a green suv. That is when it occurred to me it is not so much what as who I should be stuffing this disgusting decorations with. Poor guy was about ready to be planted all around the town. So he pulled into the Floormart parking lot, no doubt in a hurry to pick up something for his little spawn he forgot to grab. I watched him stalking him from the aisle and was already at my car when he got to his which was next to mine. We were both parked at the end of the lot since the lot was stuffed. I pretended to act all damsels in distress like I could not get my trunk open. I poked my butt out for him to see and he took the bait fast like they always did. “Here let me help with that” He said winking at me and lifting the trunk lid. His wedding ring sparkled at me as to say ‘kill this cheating asshole’ And that was all I needed. I knocked him in the back of the head with my tire iron and shoved him in.

torture sex

When I got home the prick was still passed out and I had to carry his heavy ass all the way to the garage. I tied him to a chair while I laid out layers of plastic to make clean up a little bit easier. Once everything was done I laid him on the floor and grabbed my jar with Curare in it and poked him with a needle and that on the tip. This was going to paralyze his voluntary muscles so I attached oxygen under his nose. I need him to be still for what I was going to do and quiet, but he needed to feel every second of it. I attached tourniquet to each of his limbs tightly. As they became purple I would saw through them one at a time and then cauterize them with my portable electric burner. He breathed heavily and his body became drenched in sweat. I took his leg in my hand and sat by his head, criss cross just like one of his brats would. I took a scalpel too it and began to knife down the skin ripping it. I would then take a shred of it ball it up and stuff it into the eggs. He tried to shut his eyes and I supper glued them upen and held them till they dried. I was even sweet enough to add eye drops. I continued the process of cutting his limbs and stuffing the eggs till all four limbs were done. 4 hours later I had grown bored. I grabbed his wallet and got his address. I took the two bags of egg and chopped off his head to come with me. I giggled; I had forgotten he was alive. Lol. Was.

I took him back to him house and set everything up. When his family woke up the next morning they would find his head in the basket on the porch and eggs of him spread up and down the street. I hope everyone has a memorable Easter this year. I really tried my hardest to make it one no one would forget. 

sadistic phone sex

How to Make Earrings

         Accomplice phone sex      

 I am a unique character. Do not get me wrong, there are those who are idiots and feel the world should know how dumb they are I but l am me. Every time I go out in public l can hear those pathetic maggots whisper about how scary I am. That’s right, be afraid of me! If I chose to I could slit your insignificant throats right now. Today I am shopping for the usual substances required to run a human body, Doritos, Mountain Due and pizza rolls. At the store there is always this real chipper house mommy who wants to preach the word of her worthless god to me, always so nice. I just want kill her firstborn to see if she still forgives then.

                She keeps nagging me about teaching her how to make my “charms” look so realistic. She is of course referring to the teeth and other mummified body Parts that I adorn my body with. Have never lied to the stupid bitch I tell her they are real, l don’t think she quite understands that. And am sick of listening to her wrenched voice. So, it is now time to invite miss faithful to her very own lesson.) Told her (was going to teach her how to make earrings. Those should be simple for her to comprehend. I give her he address to what l call my shop. It is an old abandoned building that is on the outskirts of the warehouse district. Naive as she is she shows up, and opens the heavy steel door stepping inside.

“Hello” She calls into the building. Her voice echoed through it’s emptiness, or mostly empty I should say. My stomach began to fill with butterflies like when you meet a crush for the first time. She walked into the middle of the room where a single chair sat with two tables, one on each side. On the left hand side, and the first table that Dr.Dumbshit approached contained all the supplies to create my beautiful art. She picked up the various wires and smiled to herself. She slowly walked over to the right hand side table. This table she approached with caution; taking her hand out she lifted the corner of the white sheet that covered it. Under it were all the devices that I liked to use on my play things. The smell of dried blood filled both her nostrils and my own as I now stood behind her. She went to turn quickly bumping into me. I smirk at her ear to ear. “I know what you’re thinking,” I said to her with a sarcastic tone “what kind of a women doesn’t clean her utensils when she is done?” She mumbled and stumbled over her words trying to find a path past me to dark towards the door. “Now…T T Terry, ha ha, I get it, April fools. I’ll be on my way now, ha ha.”  I stepped to the side long enough for her to take a half a hesitant step forward and then leaned into her ear and whispered “Then you better fucking run you fat ass bitch.” I followed this menacing advice with the evilest laugh a girl could give. She darted towards the door; I let her get about halfway before throwing a knife into the back of her knee. She instantly fell to the ground and tried to crawl towards her freedom.

Torture sex

I leaned down to her and dug my heal into the back of her hand, “Fucking cunt, too slow, I changed my mind.” She cried spastically, I could hardly make out any of her pathetic words. Her pants began to become soaked with her own urine as it pooled around her on the floor. “See I was going to let you go and then I remembered how eager you were for this lesson in crafting so I couldn’t let you down, thoughtful I know.” I chuckled at myself; I was such a sarcastic bitch sometimes. I stood up, my heel digging into her hand, she let out the bitchiest scream so I naturally reacted with a swift kick to her face. She whimpered trying to compose herself as I slammed the heavy door closed. I walked towards the top of her head and grabbed my hand into her brown overly permed hairdo. She continued to struggle as she dragged along the floor while I walked her to the chair. “I do not know why you are bitching so hard cunt, you wanted to know how this happened.You should be happy; I am doing you a huge favor.” I tied her into the chair and strapped her arms and head down. Prying her mouth open I pulled out all of her teeth. She screamed so hard, I laughed. I shoved a sock back into her mouth and went over to the table to craft her bloody teeth into earring. I went back over to her and showed her them. She screamed past the blood soaked sock in her mouth. “Let’s see how they look, shall we?” I studded her sitting on her lap in the chair. I removed the ugly gold earring from her ear and looked at her in disgust. “Clip ons? What the fuck bible humper. That is okay I will pierce them for you.” I grabbed my scalpel from the table. Blood was thick and dried all over it. “Now hold still you dumb bitch” I held her ear out and stick out my tongue a little as to keep my hands balanced. “one…two..” She squinted her eyes and SWINK “Oops I seemed to have cut your ear off…” I shrugged my shoulders as she squealed trying to shake her head that was strapped in place. I held out the other ear still attached to her head “Guess we better make it even then.” I removed it shoving one earring into each of the voids where her ear used to be attached. “Those look beautiful!” She started to seize and her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. She shook and convulsed and a liquid rose from her nose. “Oh look you are choking on your own vomit.” I giggled slitting her throat. The blood sprayed across my face. It was warm. I stuck my tongue from my mouth tasting it. MMMMmm “Whelp,” I began to talk to myself. “Looks like you will have to stay here till I get back; I need to finish my shopping.” I removed my clothing changing into a fresh pair I brought with me leaving her dead body, blood draining onto the floor. I would come back later to clean up her mess. Now it was time for pizza rolls. 

Sadistic phone sex

A Bloody Mary Before Dinner

cannibalism phone sex torture bloodyAs I was suspended from a rafter, I heard blood curdling screams beneath me. It was dark. I could see nothing. Added to the mix was the sound of a chainsaw. I was shaking uncontrollably from fear. What carnage was going on beneath me. Was I next? The screams were deafening. I wanted to help but I was restrained and gagged. Suddenly I felt something warm and sticky spray my body. The screams stopped. I tried to be quiet, not to whimper. My heart was racing. Whatever had happened beneath my feet did not end well for the screaming girl.

I could feel myself being lowered down to the floor. I stepped in something warm, but wet. It was seeping between my toes. I was paralyzed with fear. Instinctively I knew I was in the middle of a blood bath. What I was feeling surrounding my feet was blood. Copious amounts of blood. Without warning bright lights came on. The lights were blinding, but I could see the dead girl in the bathtub. Her limbs severed and dangling in a macabre fashion. She looked like a slain China doll. Her blood had filled up the shallow tub she was contained in and overflowed onto the floor, engulfing me.

bloody phone sex tortureTwo men were gutting her like a pig. They appeared to be harvesting her organs. They pulled her eyes out from their sockets, put them on ice. They separated the vital organs like the heart, liver and kidneys from the intestines and the brain. I puked at the smell.  Surely this was a nightmare and I would wake up and be back at the club dancing. I watched a man in black rubber boots and a rubber apron, chop up the body parts they could not sell. The non worthy flesh was put in a industrial size blender. Puréed brain, intestines and sinew was poured into a cup.

I watched him chug it like it was a beer. I thought I would vomit. Then he poured a second glass, walked over to where I was hanging, pulled my head back and forced me to consume the bloody remains of the dead girl before my eyes. I was told if I spit it back up, I would be in the tub next. I tried to think of it  as just a Bloody Mary. I couldn’t understand what was going on. Was I a victim or an accomplice? He replied, “Neither. You are dinner. It’s customary to a have a drink before a meal.”