Category: Knife play phone sex

Castration Phone Sex: Submit to Gray

You Fucking pervert! Look at the way your cock grows when you hang around the parks or malls with those sweet tender bodies all around you. Their soft skin, the scent and taste of them is intoxicating to you. I think the only answer to fix you is to FIX you, and castration phone sex with me will only fuel your kinky filthy desires.

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Your so beyond fixing with your needs of soft young bodies to defile and savagely fuck them mercilessly.

My amusement is watching and coercing you and making you take those fantasies a step further.

I will make your cock throb and as it becomes engulfed with blood, it’s flaccidness is defiant growing into a hard prick of damnation for some innocent young thing.

Oh, but I shall watch you struggle and will tease and tempt you as I lower a virginal cunt upon that prick.

Try to resist and instead you thrust inside her, as she cries and whimpers…

I laugh and take my blade from my boot. I see you lost in the sensation of your defilement as I swiftly sever your penis and balls.

Evil Phone Sex

Evil in Latex snuff sex

domination phone sexLatex was what he asked for. I had never played this game before and had no idea what I was getting into. I only know that the money was great and my need for drugs overpowered any fear I might have. I arrived in what I felt to be a sexy latex attire. He looked at me and laughed. Amateur, he said.

He left the room and returned in his own latex. He looked evil and I could not see his eyes. He was wearing a complete bodysuit that left his cock exposed. He was wearing a latex cock ring and I could see that it was swollen and purple, the veins bulging in anticipation.

In my drugged state, I realized that he was a Domme and I was to be his submissive. He grabbed me by the hair and forced his fat cock down my throat. He began to utter obscenities and to degrade me. “Filthy whore, Piece of shit, druggie cum dumpster.” This seemed to inflame him further. He hooked me up to a pole with a dog collar around my neck. “Good little bitch.” he said. “Call me Master.”

An hour later, I was screaming his name as he beat me. “Please, Master. No more.” He punched me right in the mouth, knocking me back on the floor. He was on me just like that. I felt a knife cut into my flesh as he slashed at the crotch of my latex jumpsuit. He rammed his wicked fuck stick right into my cunt. I screamed as his massive meat pumped into me. He grunted and moaned as his orgasm took him, spraying cum all over the latex. I felt the knife as the last drop of cum hit my face. He cut me deep and I could fill the jumpsuit filling with blood. The world began to grow dark and I heard him say. “Dump her. She’s just a junkie whore.”

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Cut Me

Freddy makes me bleed in so many different ways and pushes me to new limits every time we are near each other. He is a sexy cut lover and loves when I open up my chocolate skin exposing pink flesh. I always was curious about pain and why I liked being hurt which led me to discover cutting. In  school, some girls did it for attention but I’m grown and need a new way to get my rocks off! I started slow with occasional shallow slits on my inner thigh. When I walked I would feel the burn of my wounds rubbing against the fabric of my pants. Then, I progressed on into deeper cuts that resulted in massive blood loss. I loved the way it felt to have warm blood flowing out of me and over all the sweet spots on my body. I would vigorously rub my clit until I violently orgasmed from the sensation of pain and pleasure. When I met him he pushed me to another extreme: Stabbing. He makes me stab my mound and my thighs and even right above my bellybutton. I have almost severed a couple arteries and almost punctured my uterus. That’s not enough to make me stop and every time I see him call I soak my shorts. I know that he is going to make me feel ecstasy immediately after i experience the most excruciating pain in my life. When I stab my cunt I love to feel the hot blood run down my clit and into my hole. I stab my pussy hole with the knife and lick the blood and cunt juice off after im done. It feels nowhere near as bad as it sounds and the pussy heals fairly quickly. This way I don’t have to wait too long in between my tortures. Call me and I’ll be your little pain slut too

Two Against One

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Somehow my husband found out about the neighbor. If ask me I truly believe they are in works with each other. And yesterday they both confirmed what I thought to be true. I was cornered by the both of them. With no where to go. My husband had a knife to the side of my throat as he forced me to my knees and made me suck the neighbors cock. He would cram his dick deep into my throat then look at my husband and smile and that is when my husband would pinch my nose shut. Unable to breath or move because he still had that blade pressed into my neck I started to panic. Chocking on his cock I puked all over him. That is when I started taking blows to the head. Each of them bashing me upside the head all the while I am still being skull fucked with the neighbors cock. It started to get real fuzzy and eventually I blacked out. Once I finally came to. I found myself handcuffed to my husbands work bench out in the garage. I had a screwdriver shoved in my ass and a dildo in my pussy which was attached to his power drill. I was covered in bruises and my neck ended up with a shallow slice enough to cause it to bleed leaving all kinds of dried up blood down my neck and onto my tits. If this is not a living hell I don’t know what is.

2 Girl Phone Sex Let’s fuck bitches up!

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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 sexKnife 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!

evil phone sexSometimes 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

snuff phone sexI’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

snuff pornSchool 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

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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.