Category: Knife play phone sex

Cheap phone sex with Fiona

Cheap phone sex

                Cheap phone sex is how we get down here and I know you love it and can’t get enough. You can explore your sexuality and darkest fantasies with me since we are no taboo kind of girls. I’m all about darker fantasies such as pain and torture sex.

                Come to me baby and let me tell you how much pain turns me on. Most people run away from pain, but I live for it. The more it hurts, the more my pussy tingles and the wetter my panties get. I have a favorite knife that I love to play with, with all my victims. If you are good to me, maybe I’ll let you use it on me!

                Tie me up and bring all your friends along for the ride. I want to start by being groped by random hands and objects and fucked and raped in the ass and my tight little pussy. Take my knife and start cutting into my thighs, on either side of my pussy until the blood flows out. Put your fingers in my blood and touch my face; Paint my face red!

                Grab anything you can find to fuck me in the pussy. The closest thing within reach is a monster carrot. You grab it and jam it up inside me. I wiggle around, trying to get out of my restraints. I’m so horny I start fucking and grinding on the carrot. You pull it out quick and cum squirts all over the place, as I scream in pleasure.

Teen phone sex Snuff flick killer Harper!

Teen phone sexTeen phone sex With me will have you spun for our first victim!  A succulent young woman with delicate features betrays her utmost innocence. First she needs to be blindfolded and bound. Look how she writhes in a sensual dance as she is trying to get free handling!  My tight teen puss is slippy wet for  the tears streaming down her chubby cheeks.

Teen phone sex Snuff flick killer Harper!

My livestreamed dark web video cameras capture it all, immortalizing our young kill target. As the stench of diesel and garbage clings to the air, my accomplices enter the set. All three men are draped in executioner hoods, ready to paint the walls with her blood! Tonight’s flick would make Snuff movies history, as well as me spending some cash on new weapons. 

Kill her On Film!!!

I had stalked a pretty redhead that worked in an office downtown for our ritual sacrifice.  Of course, I knew she would be alone tonight, working late and trying to rise up the ranks at her job. One of my mean men who wanted her was her boss. It seems she doesn’t want to fuck her way to the top. Well, he is making sure she gets famous, at least!  The perfect plan is to kidnap her late, knowing that her screams will echo through the silent streets.

Snuff movies with a redhead young coworker of yours!

We all reached for our weapons at once, the cold steel of the knives biting into our palms as we gripped them tightly. The thrill of the kill had already begun to pulse through our veins, as we moved closer to our prey. How I love making new Snuff porn with helpless girls!

Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice Phone Sex

I’m ready to play and join in a little accomplice phone sex. Are you ready for me to join in? I feel a little vengeful today, so who knows where this might go. I know you love to be rough and violent. We can do all kinds of things once we have the right victim picked out. You have an underground dungeon just for this situation right down the road, don’t you? It’s in a dirty little alleyway, right where you would never suspect such a thing.

                We bring a beautiful blonde girl downstairs, already bound and blindfolded. She has no idea what is in store for her tonight. I help you put her in the shackles attached to the cold cement wall. We put the restraints on her ankles and wrists, both spread apart, and we are ready to start using our various tools. I cut her panties off first and stuffed them in her mouth.

                I pulled out my favorite knife and ran it across her face and body. She shivers as it runs across her skin. What shall we do next boys?

Snuff Phone Sex or No Sex with Me

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex means you die, or I help you kill someone else. Nothing else. I am a dominant bitch and a sadistic one too. Even though I am clear about who I am and what I do, some loser with a death wish challenges me every time.

My latest victim Paul thought he could pay me to kill a bitchy coworker who tossed him under the bus. But once we met, he thought he could fuck me and kill his bitchy coworker. Not on my watch. We never got to Cheryl’s house because I killed him in my living room.

He forced me to break a few of my rules. And that pissed me off. So, I had to make his death gruesome. Brutal and bloody too. What a fucking tool. The moment he walked into my place he told me we should just fuck instead. And I laughed at him. Uncontrollable laughter. However, my laughter angered him.

Poor loser. He charged me like he meant to tackle me, but I pulled a knife out from between my boobs. I am always prepared.He fell on my knife. Charged me and got stabbed in the gut. What a mess he made. Bled everywhere. I mean this would be hard to clean up.

Usually, I make my snuff movies at my kill shack in the woods. Hose off the blood, toss down some bleach and I can get rid of the death smell and evidence. But I was in my house not my kill shack. But I still gutted him. His blood and intestines spilled out onto my shag carpet. That carpet really went with the room. So that pissed me off.

You Are My Victim or My Accomplice, Nothing Else

I did not mean to kill him so quickly. Or even kill him in my place. But he charged me. Self-defense. However, I could not call the cops. I did not panic. I dragged his body into my kitchen and carved him up. Took off his dick and balls for my collection. I guess you could say they are my trophies.

Then I carved his body up like a side of beef. Knife play is my specialty. Tedious work though. Gave my body a workout. But I chopped him up and put his various body parts in coolers. Loaded him up in my car and fed him to the wildlife piece by piece out by my kill shack in the woods.

The animals looked happy for fresh meat. When I got home, I spent hours cleaning up the crime scene. But it was not a good snuff sex kill. It happened quickly and unexpectedly. No prolonged agony. So, now I am looking for a more fulfilling kill. Would that be you?

 

Satan’s Sin: A Blasphemous Tale

There’s something about blasphemy sex that sends shivers down my spine—the wrongness of it, the sheer depravity. It’s a delicious taboo, one that makes my pussy squirt in anticipation.

I’m your sinful accomplice, ready to defile an innocent virgin. Picture me holding her down as you deflower her, her delicate cherry ripe for the taking. Meanwhile, I’d be masturbating with a saintly statue, chanting “Hail Satan!”—the ultimate religious taboo.

Our  Blasphemy phone sex session can be as depraved as we wish—disrespecting the sanctity of the church in the most delightful ways. After taking the virgin’s innocence, I envision myself on a church pew, bend over, inviting you to take me while I savor the taste of her freshness. The mixture of blood and cum—a sacred elixir—will only heighten the experience.

Let’s embark on this unholy journey, a tale that’ll make the gods above jealous. Join me in this blasphemous fantasy, and together, we’ll dance with the devil.

Are you ready for this forbidden adventure, brave one?

Evil Phone Sex Whore Sacrifices Dumb Nigger Slut to Satan

evil phone sexWe All Love Evil Phone Sex

You know I’m an evil phone sex whore who worships Satan’s cock. But every Master requires a sacrifice. That’s why I use new phone sluts like Keisha as fuck fodder. She’s fucking perfect. A hot slut with big tits and a fat ass. She let it slip to me that she has all these dirty violent fantasies. As soon as she told me she loves violent, hole-ripping sex I knew she’d be the perfect victim for our ritual. I invite her over to the house and get her fucked up. You help me pour liquor down her throat. Then we roofie her drink. The bitch could hardly stand. There was no way she’d be able to fight for her life. 

sadistic phone sex

Sacrifice Keisha for Sadistic Phone Sex

When she passes out, we start to strip her completely naked. I told you this slut was perfect. Look at that pretty black cunt. Your cock has been rock solid from Sadistic phone sex since we met. And now it finally gets to happen. While you tie Keisha’s hands and feet down to the bed, I grab the sacred dagger. It’s been imbued with demonic energy. A slice of this knife will mark you as a vessel for Lucifer. I grab the palm of your hand and slice through it. Then I use the blood dripping from your hand to mark her pussy with a pentagram. 

The demonic blood burns through Keisha’s skin and she finally wakes up. That pussy has been marked for Lucifer. Now take her. You feel Satan’s soul taking over your body and all the blood is rushing to your cock. You climb on top of our rape phone sex fantasies victim and I watch proudly seeing your satanic cock rip through her flesh. Keisha’s screaming grows louder and we revel in it. I laugh and tease my pussy while you massacre hers. Your fingers rip into her breasts. I can tell you’re about to cum. I whisper the encantation in your ears and the pentagram grows brighter. As soon as you cum, she’ll be impregnated with our demon spawn. 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Welcomed Here if You Play By My Rules

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies you are in the right place. Well, you are in the right place if you want an accomplice. However, I will kill or castrate you if you attempt to make me your victim or your girlfriend. I am a sadistic woman. Not the typical woman you encounter on phone sex lines. I have zero interest in giving you the GFE experience. Nor do I have any interest in men attempting to tame or break me.

Yet no matter how clear I am that I am in charge and that I am not a GFE provider, men either try to snuff me or make me their girlfriend. So, either that want killed or castrated but are too weak to ask for it.  Or they are just plain stupid. But either way, I eat guys like that for breakfast and shit them out the next day. And this world seems full of self-entitled men who think they know what I need and want.

Men Need to Know Their Place with Me or Lose Their Cock and Balls

I need my space. And I want castration phone sex trophies. I can make America great again for women. How? Castration ensures two things that can truly improve America. One, castration ensures that a tool cannot procreate and make itty bitty tools. And it ensures that they will never try whatever bullshit they tried with me on another woman.

Perhaps, I am a bit of a collector and hunter too.  In my dungeon, I have a wall dedicated to jars of balls and dicks. And all impeccably labeled with the loser’s name, last known address and date of castration. Inside the jar, you will find the loser’s balls and perhaps cock too. Some men pissed me off so much, I took all their junk. However, cock and ball torture sex is a guarantee with me if you call me to be your accomplice and try to make me your victim or lover instead. Don’t say I did not warn you.

Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex

I’m hungry for some cannibalism phone sex. Come here so I can devour you. You all know I’m a huge fan of pain. I’ll get on top of you, and you can scratch and claw my back as much as you can. I love the feeling of your nails in my skin. At the same time, I sink my teeth into your neck.

                As I bite into you, I can taste the blood slowly begin to flow. My lips get covered, and I just lick them and can’t get over the taste. It makes me even hornier and wetter. I lay on my back with you on top of me. You shove your rock-hard dick into my pussy, and I let out a scream. I want you so fucking bad right now I can’t believe it.

                I thrust my hips and my entire body up towards your body in rhythm and I want you to fuck me harder and faster. You keep fucking me and I can’t do anything else but scream louder. I feel your hot cum shoot into my pussy and come pouring out my pussy all over the place.

Knife Play Phone Sex Rids the World of Losers

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because I can. As a dominant Goth babe, I always carry a knife or two or four with me. You never know when you may need to defend yourself, or someone else. And if you are me, you never know when you may need to kill or castrate some annoying loser.  This town seems full of them. Perhaps, the world is just overflowing with dumb fucks. And I do my best to kill all the dumb fucks I encounter.

I almost killed a dumb fuck last night. He came into a Goth bar and started telling us we would all burn in hell because we have Satan in our hearts. This dumb ass thinks Goth babes denounce God because we sport tats and piercings and dress in black. Narrow minded loser. I renounce everything. Including some dick cheese telling me I am going to hell. So, I acted like I needed saving so he would take me somewhere to preach the gospel of some old dead white guy to me.

I am Always Armed with Knives to Torture Dumb Fucks

Blasphemy sex can be hot, but I did not fuck him. I don’t fuck losers. However, I did cut his tongue out with one of my knives to shut him the fuck up. This loser appeared to be one of those Westboro Baptist church followers who thinks most of us are going to hell. I decided to send him to hell first. Once I cut out his tongue and fed it to a coyote, I cut off his balls too. Don’t want him procreating and raising little assholes.

Although I should have sliced him up in little pieces, I let him live. Only because he cannot spew his ignorance anymore nor can he produce any more evil spawn. He can be an example to his brethren of what happens when you spew your shit to the wrong bitch. Can I just tell you how much I wanted to kill this loser? He may still end up in one of my snuff porn videos. But for now, he will be a dickless mute wonder.

Torture Sex Made James My Sex Slave for Life

torture sexI use torture sex to control my slaves. However, James did not know that. He thought we met at a bar and had a connection. But I don’t form love connections. Men are my cunt slaves. They serve me. Not the other way around. Although James appeared eager to please, I think he wanted a more reciprocal relationship. Maybe even a boring vanilla one. But I had other plans for him.

I let him follow me home. But only I knew he would never leave. I made him a strong cocktail and slipped into something sexier. He checked out my Gothic home. Although, he would need to wait to see my dungeon. My sex slaves need to work for me when ever I want. However, James seemed to not understand my terminology. I did not say boyfriend. I said slave. Slaves do not have any freedom. As he worshiped my cunt, he talked about work and family. And I laughed. He will never leave my castle. Never.

But James needed more convincing. So, I took him down to my dungeon. That is where I break my slaves. And I use any means necessary. If he would not conform to my desires, I’d make him a snuff porn star instead of a sex slave. James thought this was some sort of game. But I do not play games. Instead, I break men and shape them into loyal sex slaves and cunt worshipers. I strung him upside down as my first order of business. As I spun him around, he got a head rush.

Some Slaves Need Torture Before They Dedicate Their Lives to Me

I stood on a stool and ordered my slave to eat my pussy and ass. Even strung upside down, he still thought this was a game and he would go to work in the morning. I broke out the heavy artillery. Whips, chains, restraints, a strapon and a cattle prod. For hours, I beat him. Shocked him too. 

His body looked like I dragged him along a gravel road tied to the back of my truck. But he still did not understand the assignment. So, I put a castration band around his nuts. I castrate all my sex slaves. Their sexual pleasure does not matter. They exist to service me. And that is the only thing they will do under my control.

But I use the castration band to help reduce the testosterone in my slaves. Makes them less squirrely and more manageable.  Although James did not understand my use of the castration band, he soon realized his fate as a eunuch slave. As his balls turned blue and eventually black from the lack of circulation, he knew castration phone sex would be inevitable.

Some sex slaves submit immediately to me and dedicate their lives too me. Others require lots of pain first. Eventually James gave in. Realized he would spend the rest of his life living in a dog cage and only coming out when I need my cunt or ass serviced. I did not need to cut off his balls, but he left me no choice. Some great cunt slaves are born. However, others, like James, I must make.