Category: Knife play phone sex
Two Against One
2 Girl Phone Sex Let’s fuck bitches up!
You’re here because you don’t want any vanilla shit. You want me to be your little accomplice with one of these stupid victim sluts. That’s what we call a 2 girl phone sex call…the kind that involves you and me using her until we snuff her out. Then on to the next! Don’t worry Daddy, you know my pretty little face can lure any girl to us. I can befriend her or get close enough to knock her ass out and bring her home for us. What do you wanna do Daddy? What can we do to fuck this whore up?! Oh you know I am going to get my knife and we are going to fuck her with it. But not yet, that’s for the end. First I am going to hold her down for you Dad. Let her scream and cry and wish she was already dead. She will beg for mercy and beg for us to do anything but hurt her and fuck her but that’s all we want to do anyway! Silly girl! I am going to sit on her face to shut her up Daddy…you do whatever you want while I talk your through it, while I take care of what you really wanna do. Go violate those holes, let me help you. You know you want to make her cry…and I want to hear her muffled screams through my pussy. Do what you wanna do! Get that tight pussy and make it yours. You know that’s what you want and I am going to help you take it and OWN it. Make her your sex slave, make her your little bitch. Get her pussy all bloody with your dick then make her suck it. I’ll help ‘convince’ her with my knife. Only to shove it deep in her little cunt until she’s got a huge gaping hole! That’s enough to make her bleed out, right Daddy???
Knife Play Phone Sex Lessons
Knife play phone sex fantasies get my pussy so wet. I run this little school for girls. It is a training school. I assist dark little bitches in growing up to be sadistic women like me. You just don’t become a murderous, castrating whore over night. Behind every evil woman is a female mentor. Yesterday’s lesson was in dismemberment. I had this annoying fuck who cut me off in traffic as our learning victim. I wanted my girls to understand the thrill of inflicting pain, while seeing how pain affects one’s body. I have a makeshift medical examiner’s room in my basement. Only the folks on the slab are not quite yet dead. This jack off was strapped down spread eagle on his back. I had him hooked up to a blood pressure machine and a pulse reader. We had not even begun the torture sex and his BP and pulse were high. I had an array of knives for the lesson. My pupils were so excited. One little girl asked to go first so I rewarded her enthusiasm with a big knife. She made some cuts on his thighs to see how his vitals skyrocketed. More girls grabbed knives and started cutting and stabbing. They giggled as he screamed in pain and pleaded for his life. That just turned us all on. He was close to having a heart attack by his vitals. It is amazing what pain does to the body. When I cut his dick clean off and blood spurted everywhere he actually passed out. No worries. We had smelling salts to revive him. I shoved his dick in his mouth so he would stay awake while my little evil angels took off his limbs. Had to use a chainsaw for his legs as he was quite stocky. Despite all that pain and blood loss, he did not die immediately. Of course when we chopped his head off that did him in. His head rolled around the floor with his eyes wide open as if he was watching his body die. It was a fun lesson, well for us girls at least.
Truly evil phone sex right here!
Sometimes in life you simply need evil phone sex… and not just a little bit evil, I’m talking about truly depraved, twisted fucked up shit! The kind of shit where people die and they die very fucking slowly! Now, come on over here because I want to tell you a little story about this strung out whore i found walking the streets late at night. She was obviously a crack whore, she was barely dressed, all she had on was this skanky little dress and these ugly ass stripper shoes… bitch looked filthy like she hadn’t had a bath in weeks! Obviously there was no way I could let that whore live right?? I pulled over and asked her if she wanted to make some money… you know that whore didn’t even hesitate, not one little bit! She saw that 50 dollar bill in my hand and hopped right in my car like it was nothing. Little did she know that she had just signed her fucking death warrant! The smell coming off her was sickening, she smelled like sex and desperation, I knew that as soon as I got to my private cabin that this fucking whore was going to need a hose down before I would dirty my knife on her. It was funny though, she never protested, not even once! I drove her to the middle of nowhere and literally hosed this fucking whore down in my driveway and she didn’t say anything! I guess she was too high to really comprehend what was going on… but she wasn’t so stoned that she couldn’t feel every fucking stroke of my knife! That whore screamed every time I cut her… but she never even tried to get up! I didn’t even have her tied up and she never tried to save herself! She just laid there and let me kill her!
Snuff phone sex in the park
I’d had a very nice day at the park doing drugs and panhandling. I’d even crashed a few parties and been offered a few drinks. I was feeling no pain as I staggered through the grass. I had no clue that I was being watched until it was too late. A group of homeless men living in the shadows of the park were like silent predators, seeing my small, drugged body as the perfect sexual target. They were on me like wolves, beating me unconscious and pulling me into the netherworld of the forest.
I could barely open my battered eye sockets. I tasted the blood on my lips. A dozen of them stood around me. I could feel my ravaged pussy now as yet another one of them climbed on top of me. His foul breath came in gasps as he pumped me viciously with a rock hard cock. Another feral creature stepped forward and grunted, trying to get his nasty stick into my ass at the same time. I whimpered and they knew I was alive. A third one grabbed me by the air, pulling me upward to his giant cock and plunged it into my throat. He used it like a weapon, asphyxiating me, as I wheezed for air. This seemed to inflame them and I was surrounded by horny animals, all wanting to use and abuse me. I felt the world going dark around me as he rammed my windpipe over and over with his oversize meat stick. Even in my drugged state, I knew I was dying. My soul seemed to leave my body and I found myself hovering over it, watching these monsters continue to fuck my dead carcass. Despite it all, I felt my pussy begin to twitch in orgasm. It was one bad drug trip…or was I really dead?
Summer Snuff Porn Season Begins
School is out for the summer. Everywhere I look there are tender little morsels ripe for picking. Most people look at little ones and see future teachers, lawyers, mommies, daddies or doctors. I see brats and cock teases that need snuffed or tortured. Often times, I snatch a brat for a friend or accomplice. Every now and then, like yesterday, I nab one just for me. I went with this little dick cheese brat at the mall. He made fun of my appearance as I walked by the arcade. He was going to grow up to be a sex criminal. It was written all over his smug face, so I decided to put him out of the future’s misery. I saw him waiting outside for the bus to go home, alone. I sat on the bench next to him, endured his fowl mouth for a few minutes before I chloroformed him. He woke up naked in a junkyard tied up. A junk yard makes a good snuff porn site. So contaminated with germs, on the outskirts of town and tons of places to stash the body. Plus, lots of dirty sharp objects to inflict maximum pain.
I sodomized his boy ass with a rusty old pipe. Listening to him cry like a little girl made me so wet. “Not so tough now are you, jagoff,” I seethed as I pushed the pipe deeper into his back door. When I pulled the pipe out, it was covered in blood and shit. I hit him in the head with it. Not enough to kill him; just enough to hurt and maybe make him a bit retarded. Blood was running down his face. Tears too, but it is blood that excites me. Normally, when I castrate, it is older men. It would be like shrunken balls for my collection. I found a rusty old beer can, cut it open and used the sharp part to cut his little walnuts right off. I was going to keep them, but decided to shove them in his mouth for shits and giggles. I cut 666 into his thigh, right at the femoral artery so he would bleed out and die. I left him on the hood of an old junk car with some satanic items so the police would think his murder was at the hands of some devil worshiping cult, not just some sadistic bitch starting her summer killing spree with a bang.
Getting Out of Control
I woke up to my feet being bound together and my hands tied to the bed posts. With my husband standing over me, kitchen knife in his hand. I begged and pleaded to be untied but the more I screamed the worse it became. He took the knife and pressed it so hard against my neck that it actually began to cut me, enough to make blood drip down my neck. I could feel it beginning to pool up underneath me. This was further than he had even taken things before and I knew I was in trouble. He started to run the knife along the side of my body. Not pushing hard enough to draw blood but enough to make me tremble and urinate all over myself and the bed. He took his other hand and spread my pussy apart not being easy or gentle whatsoever he rammed his fist up into my dry cunt. I felt my pussy hole tear and I knew he had done some damage. I was in such fear for my life that I must have passed out. I woke up lying in my own piss and blood. I know if I don’t escape soon he is going to go too far one day.
Russian Roulette Cock Sucking
If having a knife pressed to my neck wasn’t torture enough the last time he fucked me. Try having a gun pressed to the back of your head while concentrating on taking a cock down your throat. I was so fucking nervous as he kept saying just one slip up the wrong way. And I could end your fucking life. I was scared shitless that if I was to make him cum and he had his finger on that trigger it was all over for me. He would be lost in a euphoric climax and not realizing that gun was still in his hand loaded and pressed against my head. But then again I think it’s exactly what he intended to do. He could have cared less if he blew my brains out while i had his cock stuffed down my fucking mouth. I don;t know why I keep letting myself fall victim to his sick and demented games. But honestly it’s all I know. I couldn’t function living any way else. I felt his hand begin to tremble as he shoved my mouth down with his other hand. Making me swallow every inch of his dick. Eventually his balls we pressed against my chin and I felt my airway cut off. I struggled beneath his gun filled hand trying to move just the slightest so i could gasp for some air. And then it happened. I thought I’d seen my life flash before my eyes. I started to get dizzy as I was choking and puking at the same time while his cum burst in my throat. I thought any second now my life is going to end. It was a sick and twisted version of russian roulette. Just waiting for his cock to blow not knowing if that gun was going to follow right behind.
Snuff Porn Hostel Style
Snuff porn is what I masturbate too. I love Russian, Japanese and German snuff films the most. They seem the most brutal, the most realistic. Some American horror movies turn me on too. My favorite is Hostel 2. I love the fact that it is a woman who turns the tables on the men and takes control of the kill club. However, my favorite scene is about 40 minutes into the film, when this hot bitch gets naked in a tub with some big ass knives and a naked nerdy girl hanging over her. She slices her slowly at first, letting the blood drip on her before going for the neck slice. As the blood cascades over her hot naked body, she cums, I cum, anybody with a sick mind cums. It is my favorite scene in a horror film. I have always wanted to make a snuff short just recreating that scene, but with a much younger girl as the victim. So, I made it happen. I snatched a little cock tease from the mall. A daddy’s princess type. You know the kind. Rolls her eyes, smacks her lips, twirls her hair and thinks she is better than anyone, especially a Goth girl like me. She got a wakeup call. Literally. I spiked her Starbucks frappuccino at the mall, then slapped her awake once she was suspended above me. I had to suspend her from the drain pipes in my basement and I had no tub, just a plastic tarp to lay my naked body on. I saw the fear in her eyes. She pissed on me, which I half ass expected, but didn’t enjoy. I cut her cheek with a sickle and laughed as she cried. I gauged and eye out too. It plopped on to my right tit. I made lots of little slashes on her tender tight stuck up body. Blood was dripping all over me. I was rubbing it in my skin, but I wanted more. Needed more. I sliced her open like a captured animal. I didn’t go for the neck. I wanted her to see her entrails, organs and blood spill onto the body she mocked earlier. She watched me play with her guts before she drifted off to never never land forever. It was so fucking hot. But, in my excitement, I forgot to hit record on the camera. That means I need to find another little one to snuff out. Maybe this time, you would like to help?
Knife To The Wife
I woke up to something cold, hard and, sharp pressed against the side of my neck. This is not a normal way of ever having to wake up. But one would think if they were to be awoken with a dagger against their neck most likely it is because an intruder has entered their home. Not so much the case with me. This intruder of my life…pressing this knife against my flesh making me beg for survival is my very own husband. If you keep up on my blog. This will come as no surprise to you. You already know how violent and angry he his. You have probably read about all the hate filled fuck rages he goes into. Either it be him or his arrangements of someone taking what they want from my old battered, torn, abused, and used pussy, asshole, and or mouth. On this particular night he made a threat against my life and took his hatred to a whole new level. His exact words that he spit in my face when my eyes opened were ‘If you don’t do as you are told I will fill your fucking throat with my load and then I will split your wrinkly old neck from ear to ear just to watch my nut ooze.” This was a legit threat and I took his cock in any way he demanded.














