Category: Knife play phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Because Knives Require Skill and They Can Torture

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex will always be a favorite of mine. Knives require skill. Anyone can kill some one with a bullet, but when you use a knife, you show prowess not luck. Hunters use knives. Sure, they use rifles too, but I prefer the old-style hunting. Hands, mind and a deadly knife equal a better win.

Knives possess diversity too because you can use a knife to kill or torture. A gun just kills. A hundred little strategically placed knife wounds prolongs suffering. However, a hundred bullet wounds, I consider a waste of bullets because the person would be dead after a few anyway. So, when I hunt prey, I only arm myself with a knife. It is all I need. And I went hunting yesterday.

Sometimes, when I have no clients who need my skills to get rid of a personal problem, I pick out a personal problem randomly. And Chris won my personal problem lottery last night and I rewarded him with free snuff sex. He made my radar a few months ago because of his actions towards women. I would call him a predator. He picks out the drunkest girl in a bar and fucks her. Predators always make my list. So, I went Promising Young Woman on him.

Knives Allow Me to Show off My Skills

I shed my Goth looks and dressed up all cute and shit. Trust me. It killed me to dress that way. However, I was on a mission. And like the predictable piece of shit he is, he picked me up and took me home. I acted drunk, but I was sober as fuck. When he tried to take my clothes off, I stabbed him in the gut. Stomach wounds bleed out slowly, but painfully. Harder to restrict blood loss too. He never saw it coming.

I am fast on my feet. And skilled at the art of deception. While he bled out on his bedroom floor, I tortured his cock and balls. Sliced his dick like it was a salami log. My knife enabled me to prolong his torture sex. I made him feel all the pain his victims felt. I shoved part of his cock in his mouth. When the police discover his body, they will know it was a sexually motivated crime.

A bullet would show mercy. And this piece of shit deserved no mercy at all. Knives are my best friends. And they will always be my weapon of choice.

Bloody Phone Sex Massacres Turn Me On.

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex only gets bloodier when I am around. Why? Because I am a sick Goth chick who likes to go helter skelter when I kill. Don’t worry, I know how to clean up a crime scene. I learned from the best. My grandfather went to college for forensic science and criminology. Although he ended up running a prison, he passed down his knowledge of forensic arts to me. He cleaned up my first crime scene. And to this day, no one has discovered her body. Not even her bones.

However, since that schoolgirl crime I committed, my skills have improved. And I know how to harness my anger, so I never kill impulsively. That is what gets you caught. I used to kill quickly, swiftly and never left much of a mess to clean up. But I got bored of that kind of snuff. No fun if it is quick and clean. At least not for me.

I work alone or with an accomplice phone sex partner. Last night, I worked with a partner. A female too. That almost never happens. She wanted me to help her kill her ex-boyfriend. I did not ask any questions. To me, it is a pay day. So, I took her money, and we killed that bastard. However, she did not need my help.

I Love Killing with a Fellow Sick Bitch

Often with a male client, they get too squeamish to do the killing. So, I must step in and do it for them. But this bitch? Well, she grabbed a sickle and took his cock off. He must have really done something terrible. Or perhaps she is just a violent bitch like me. I watched and laughed as his dick sailed across the room. She chopped his fingers and toes off too. Made for a great blood splatter.

This bitch did not need my help. Perhaps, I was like a therapy dog. Just there for emotional support. I did get to chop some limbs with her. But mostly, I showed her how to clean up the carnage. Removing that much DNA took some time. I don’t know what that unlucky bastard did to my client, but his remains will never be found. The remains of anyone I kill or help kill are never found. I am that good with snuff sex.

Snuff Phone Sex Brings the Perverts to My Yard

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex brings all the perverts to my yard. Once men realize you get off on pain, suffering and snuff, you cannot beat them off with a stick. And sometimes I must. Men who hire me to commit a crime with them often think they love me. Just because I take your money to kill some whore with you does not mean I want to fuck you. We may have a great time force fucking and snuffing out a bitch together, but our relationship is transactional only.

David hired me to kill a cock teasing teen with him. Although I found murder and mayhem enjoyable with him, he still needed me to help him because he was too much of a pussy to do it on his own. So, strike one against him. If you cannot kill some brat without me, you are not sadistic enough for me to want to fuck. Plus, I never mix business with pleasure.

However, David did not understand that when I told him I do not fuck clients that I meant it. He tried to force himself on me. And well that did not end well for him. He died. But I took my sweet time with the torture sex. I strapped him on an X cross. Nailed his hands and feet to it too like some religious murder. I do not believe in heaven or hell, but I believe in pain.

If You Try to Make Me Your Victim, You Will Die

And that was the only reason I did it. For the pain. I nailed his dick to it too. And his balls. That was fun. Eventually, I cut his dick off and stuffed it in his mouth because I got tired of hearing him bitch. What a pussy. Although I never mind helping men explore their rape fantasies, I am never the one they get to fuck. Never. I am an accomplice. I am a bad ass bitch in charge. So, you pay with your life if you try to fuck me or make me your victim.

I must send a clear message to others not to try the same stupid shit. So, when I had this guy’s cock severed, balls nailed to the cross and nails in all sorts of other places too, I live streamed it on the dark net. My own snuff porn. I slit his throat and watched him bleed out. However, his death is not in vain. He will help other men not make the same mistake he did.

Bloody Phone sex at the Most Magical place

Bloody phone sexBahahaha It’s time for another bloody phone sex tale starring yours truly! Would you ever think of me as the Insane Mickey Murderer of the Magic King-dom? The haunted lair of abandoned Discovery Island that Disn3y closed down years and years ago.

I Love to go and play in decrepit and forgotten places. It’s a prime place to bring my little highschool friends who just want an adventure. Or a little runaway who has latched herself onto me is a great Victim as well! I find that the forgotten souls often want to end up on the end of my blade. Well, After a pervert evil daddy dick has blown her holes open of course! 

It’s the perfect place to unleash my sadistic desires. It’s always a rush as I terrorize them and watch them squirm in fear. I always make sure to leave them with a lasting impression of my evil!!! 

Bloody Phone sex at the Most Magical place ever to be abandoned! 

Tramping through the undergrowth Into the Kingdom hall with one of my new young girlfriends I found an old Mickey costume. And you know those first years Mickey Looked so creepy! That’s why I got this tat on my leg! I ran ahead and Lay in wait as I meet with my accomplice daddy who is only ten years older than me. I urge him into the don@ald Duck costume that is just as scary looking as Micks! With Our knives drawn we lay on the ground waiting for her panic cries of abandonment to call out.

And when that pretty bitch finds this room we give her a fright and Donald blocks her escape! Slash, Slash Goes the blades as She is thrown on the floor and we bring our Snuff movies and hole wrecking. The last thing she sees is the frightening faces of a lost figure from her tot days!  Finally, we walk away, leaving the girl to die alone in the eerie darkness of the room. We laugh and fuck each other in the blood under the stars of the evil looking park! Snuff Movies

Castration Phone Sex Because Your Junk is Not an Entitlement

castration phone sexWhy castration phone sex? I know men ask me often why I chose to specialize in castration. Well, the answer is simple. Testicles are not an entitlement. No man deserves to have an erect cock. Yes, I said it and I believe it. And I stand by it too. When men see their erect dicks as an entitlement, they start to think women are here for them. That leads them to disregard women and see them as nothing but cum receptacles. Nope. Not the case, especially not with me. And not acceptable behavior.

Although many men pay me to remove their testicles, I take many for free. Men with small dicks appear more enlightened than men with average or big dicks. I do not care about the size of your dick. If you try to force yourself on me, or get overly aggressive with me, I will take your balls, and perhaps your cock too. Torture sex turns me on. So, do not for a moment think you are safe from my wrath simply because you have a big dick.

Your Cock and Balls are Not an Entitlement But a Privilege, And I Can Revoke Your Privileges Anytime

Alex thought his big cock gave him the right to force himself on a fellow Goth girl. She said no repeatedly, but he thought she was playing a game. So, she contacted me for revenge. I love revenge castration. Your dick and balls are a privilege, not an entitlement. And I can revoke your privileges anytime I want. Alex likes Goth girls, so we set him up. I enlisted his victim as my accomplice.

Revenge is a dish best served with severed testicles and a slice of cock. Once we had him incapacitated and tied up to his bed, I made sure he knew why we revoked his genital privileges. The look on his face when he saw his victim slice his nuts off with a rusty blade: priceless. When he started spewing his misogynistic crap, I personally slice off his cock and shoved it in his mouth. That shut him up.

Men, your dick and your balls are a privilege. Use them wisely or this sadistic phone sex bitch will revoke all your dick privileges for life.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Turn Dumb Slut into Ass Rape Porn Star

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Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Turn Me into a Victim

Rape phone sex fantasies lurk behind every dark corner. And tonight is the night you will make your sick dreams into some poor girl’s horrific nightmare. You find the perfect whore to become your victim on a street corner at 2 am. Your hand tightens around the hilt of your knife when you see the slutty outfit. She’s practically fucking naked. Every inch of caramel out on display. You could cut her out of the skimpy top and tight miniskirt in seconds. Her ass is hanging out of the bottom and you just want to force your cock into it. You will force your cock into it. Whether she likes it or not. 

Turn This Slut into an Ass Rape Porn Victim

In 2 seconds, you are on top of her. You squeeze the caramel tit so hard that your nails rip into her skin. She can barely feel that. Instead, she’s clawing at the knife you sank between her ribs. You have minutes max before your bloody phone sex whore takes her last breath and gets less fun to play with. You rip the knife out of her side and slice the skirt off of that fat ass. The knife leaves slits in the sluts skin too. You didn’t think that bubble butt could look any better but seeing that ass covered in blood makes your cock twitch in that sick twisted way. Your rape boner is throbbing.

You let her tit go and let her fall to the floor. You rip your cock out and spread her ass cheeks apart and spit on that chocolate starfish. Your cock crammed its way into that tight fuck hole. You could feel her hole ripping around your cock and the blood dripping to your balls. This moment is once in a lifetime. You pull out your phone for posterity. Pull her face up and make her look up at the camera. Blood leaking from her mouth as she screams and struggles to get up. You might not be able to cum in your whore but you can at least make your own ass rape porn. For posterity.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Accomplice Thinks of Everything

home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex makes my cunt wet. The thought of you and me breaking into the home of some sleeping single mother with a couple brats takes me to very dark places in my mind. Think about it. We sneak through an open window. Check out the house and its inhabitants before we forever change their lives?

Chris wanted to break into a specific woman’s home, and I was game. All in. His ex-girlfriend’s home. She has three young daughters. And he never got to fuck one of them. But we devised a plan. A plan that protected his identity and gave him access to those sweet young cunts he has coveted for over a year. I secured him a Michael Myers mask that could not be ripped off and that protected his face. And we decided I would do all the talking so no voice recognition.

If I am your accomplice phone sex partner, I promise to protect you. Last night, we broke into his ex’s house. And it was easy. She had a hideaway key in an obvious place. We went into the mother’s room first. I jolted her awake with a slap to the face and a knife to her neck. We forced her up and made her take us to each girl’s room. Although I wore a mask too, it was obvious that I was a woman.

As You Accomplice I Think of Everything

We started with the youngest girl. I knew my partner in crime wanted her the most. And I could see the appeal easily. Strawberry blonde hair, soft curls, blue eyes, huge thigh gap, peaches and cream complexion, cock sucking lips and a cute bubble butt. Future teen rape porn star. But Chris got to her before you. Force fucked her in front of her two big sisters and her mother. Everyone cried and screamed. But that only made Chris fuck that little cunt harder.

Boy, did I get turned on. I got the next girl ready for him, until he had fucked every girl until her virgin cunt looked bloody and raw. We took mommy’s ID and told her not to call the cops. I am sure she did, but we left no DNA. I douched those little bald slits to ruin any DNA he may have left behind. Told you, I think of everything.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex with Me Might Be More Than You Bargained For

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex calls are not as common, but still under my purview. I love to torture a man or a woman’s junk. Sounding is fun for me. Not on me. But on you. Can you believe that men pay me to hurt their cock and balls? And I take that money and deliver a painful cock and ball torture session.

Jimbo hired me last. He seemed self-aware. With a small dick he realizes he cannot please women. That’s more than I can say for many of my callers. I should never hear things like, “I’m gonna fuck her cunt with my big 5-inch dick.” If you think 5 inches is big, you should not be force fucking anyone. I mean even schoolgirls know 5 inches does not equal big in anyone’s world. So, I will give Jimbo credit for understanding his junk would never do any woman any favors.

He likes cock and ball torture sex. For years he saw a mistress who trampled his balls and jacked him off with Ben Gay. However, I told him I would never jack off a loser. Hell, I rarely jack off any guy. Perhaps I enjoy torture more than sex. Anyway, I agreed to a training session with Jimbo. So, I took his payment and arranged a day for him to visit me.  He came over last night. And I think when he saw my knives and a sounding device, he got scared.

If You Enjoy Cock and Ball Torture, You Are in the Right Place

But he knew I was not a typical mistress. I am a sadistic bitch. I tied him to the bed and put a ball gag in his mouth so he would not bite his tongue. The first thing I did was insert a sounding device lathered in Icy Hot into his pee hole. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his erection I forced with a large dildo up his asshole. I used a knife to slit his pee hole. Blood dripped into his urethra making him cringe more. He wanted CBT fun. And he got it with a bit more.

By the time I finished our session he told me he should have asked for castration phone sex instead. I told him I could take his balls for free, but he ran out of my house like a gazelle. Perhaps, I was more than he bargained for. Might be more than you bargained for too.

Bloody Phone Sex

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what I’m craving tonight. What about you? I want us to go find a sacrifice to play with. Let’s go find someone at a bar or a club. Someone that’s sitting alone that won’t be missed in the future. I’ll go back to the alley, and you can bring her around.

                I’ll take out my knife after we tie her arms behind her back and tie her feet together. I slowly cut the buttons off her shirt with my knife until her perky breasts are exposed. I start to make shallow cuts above her breasts and the blood begins to drip down to her nipples as she screams. I look over at you and see your dick start to rise.

                I cut deep into her breasts as the blood begins to flow. I cut off her panties to expose that pretty pussy. And then I take my knife and start making cuts. The blood is everywhere, and I begin to play with it and get my hands covered. With my blood-soaked hands, I begin to wrap them around your dick, until it shimmers red.

Castration Phone Sex Makes You My Bitch for Life

castration phone sexIt is no secret that I love castration phone sex. But I love it even more when the person I castrate never sees it coming. Which is most of the time. Although men do pay me to chop off their balls often, I do a lot of free junk removal because men are idiots. And idiots should never procreate. Why? Because they only breed more idiots.

I make it clear that I am no GFE sort of woman. Men serve me best dead or without their mail anatomy. I do not need a man to make me feel complete. Perhaps, I am just set in my ways and too dominant, but I will never rely on a man to feel good about myself or to support me. Yet George thought it was all an act. I even showed him my sadistic phone sex site so he would understand that I do not couple up like a typical, boring, vanilla woman.

Not Every Man Deserves to Keep His Junk

But he kept insisting he had what I needed and even went as far as telling me he could fuck the bitch out of me. No amount of cock can fuck the bitch out of me, LOL. I am pure bitch. But I plaid the game. Let him think that I wanted to fuck him. Went back to his crappy little studio apartment. While he took his clothes off, I spiked his drink. Before long he would be too loopy to fight me or scream.

I tied him to his bed and let him see my big knife. The poor sap still did not see it coming. His dick looked puny. I mean I doubt a Barbie doll would have felt his dick. So, I chopped his balls off. Saved him a life of misery and prevented more losers like him from being born. He bled a lot. In fact, his blood splattered on me and his walls. He must take blood thinners. Oops. Well, he may have lost more blood than the usual castration, but he deserved it. The torture sex and the blood.

How did he think his 2-inch nub would be able to fuck the bitch out of me? Well now he can never get hard again. So, he will never fuck the bitch out of anyone because he is the bitch now and forever. And I can make you a bitch too.