Category: Knife play phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Season is Here

knife play phone sexHalloween is knife play phone sex season. Many men want to stab a bitch. One man thought he could stab me. Wrong bitch loser. I joke that I have a set of eyes in the back of my head. I do not miss a thing. When he attempted to mug me leaving a Halloween party at a Goth bar, I sensed his presence. And he did not have the element of surprise he hoped he would have. However, I did.

Sure, I could have killed him right there in public and never spent a day in jail. We can defend ourselves from attackers and get off. But I wanted to enjoy the revenge. Even though I keep knives strapped to my legs and arms, I always carry a needle full of morphine around too. In needle form, it acts quickly to disable anyone I want.

Normally, I only inject brats I want to kidnap in a crowd. But a man trying to mug me, well, he had it coming. When he woke up, he found himself in a snuff sex nightmare. I stripped him naked and tied him to my castration chair. I still do not know if he wanted me dead, disabled or what his true intentions were. Did he want to mug me, or force fuck me? Perhaps someone hired him to attack me? It did not matter. He would not survive to do this to me again or anyone.

I Castrate Men and Feed Them Their Severed Cock and Balls

I am glad I disabled him quickly because he appeared to be like 6’5. Although I am tiny at 5’1, I am mighty. No one ever suspects I am as strong as I am. I told my attacker who I was. Then I showed him in case he had any doubt about my capabilities. I cut his balls off first. When he began screaming in pain, I shoved his severed balls into his mouth until he looked like a chipmunk who scored some nuts.

Then, I sliced his cock off but in tiny little pieces. I treated his cock like a holiday sausage I cut up for a charcuterie board, LOL. I love castration phone sex, but I rarely just take the balls. My attacker kept passing out, so I needed to slap him back awake. He did not deserve to die quickly or sleep through the torture. Although I did kill him eventually, I made him wish he had never been born first. And I made him eat his chopped up worthless dick.

Yeah, he fucked with the wrong bitch.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies for a Halloween Whore

Halloween Whores Make The Best Victims For Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Halloween is the best time to fulfill your murder phone sex fantasies. And I’m the pathetic fucking slut that is going to be your next victim. I’m one of those stupid girls that go out every night around Halloween dressed like a hooker and teasing every cock that I come across. Getting fucked up and walking alone in dangerous areas.

It wouldn’t be hard to attack me. To come up behind me with a knife and slice my achilles tendon so I can’t run away. To grab me by my hair and painfully yank me down on to my knees where I belong. I’d be too wasted to put up a real fight, and the moment you put that knife up to my neck I would shut the fuck up. Or beg for my worthless life. You want to hear a pathetic whore beg for you, don’t you. Having my life in your hands makes your cock harder than the snuff sex you plan to have with me

Tell me to open my mouth and clean my blood off of your blade with my tongue. And if I don’t want to use my tongue then cut it the fuck off. I’d watch it fall to the floor in horror. But it’s not like I can scream while I’m choking on the blood filling my mouth.

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All I can do is claw at your hands while you watch the light leave my eyes. Right before I pass out, take out your cock and force it into my mouth. My blood and your cock are filling my mouth. Make me choke on them both. I’ll suffocate on my own blood right in front of you. It all comes down to your wishes. I’m nothing more than a mindless victim. One that you plan to have evil torture sex with. 

Pull your cock out of my mouth and kick me until I’m laying on the ground gasping for air. Rip through whatever slutty costume I’m wearing and force that blood soaked cock into one of my holes. If you catch me late in the night I should already have someone else’s cum leaking out of me. The blood and cum are perfect lube for a forced anal fucking.

Don’t hold back. I fucking deserve to have my ass destroyed. I’m so tight when I squeeze down on you, trying to get away despite it all. Will you make me live through it or will you slut my throat and put me out of my misery? If you killed me, would you still fuck me? I’m sure a sick fuck like you wouldn’t mind having sex with dead bodies!

He Likes Them Ripe

Bloody phone sexBloody phone sex is a specialty of mine. My Master has taught me well. I  never thought in my wildest dreams I would be doing any of this snuff sex stuff. I have been going out to the clubs to pick up fresh meat for Master. Usually, he would make me watch as he did whatever he wanted to them. This time he made me join. Master asked me if seeing the fear in her eyes made me wet. I knew the only answer was, yes, Master. He handed me a scalpel and ordered me to slice at her breasts. She screamed and begged me to stop. I could tell Master was getting angry I wasn’t slicing fast enough. I slashed faster and cut a piece of her tit off. Her scream was blood chilling and it got him so hard he railed that cock deep down her throat. He told me to suck on her on her pussy, I could taste the blood that was dripping down from her chest. She wasn’t a very good listener, not once did she call him by his name nor did she thank him. At that point I really didn’t feel much pity for her anymore. I knew what Master wanted with bitches like that. I held her down with my juicy pussy over her mouth. I rode that tongue until she was still. After that, Master had all the fun he wanted with her. She’s still around, he likes to keep them until they are ripe. There is nothing wrong with sex with dead bodies, that is until the meat turns!

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill and a Love for Human Suffering

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex takes skill. Why shoot your victim when you can carve them up with your knife. A knife not only takes skill to use, but it also serves as a versatile weapon. I use my knife to stab victims. But I can torture with a knife. Most guns kill quickly. Bleeding out or being dissected like a frog causes optimal pain. And that most often is my goal.

Charlie loves pain. He hired me to castrate him. Although he recognized that his cock appeared worthless to most women, he lacked the courage to castrate himself. But Charlie tried to renege on our arrangement. And when I said I do not offer refunds for losers with cold feet, he tried to fight me. And he lost the fight. However, I would say my knife won that battle. One jab to the side rendered him less feisty, LOL.

I knew where to stab him to disable him but not kill him. Oh, he would be a snuff sex victim, but I wanted to prolong his pain and suffering. Those two things combined equal an aphrodisiac for me. Suddenly, he looked like a shadow of himself. What did he expect? He hired me to take his junk, then he tried to fight me over money. Do I look like the kind of woman who takes that kind of shit? No, I do not would be the only answer to that question.

My Knife is My Best Friend and I Love to Use My Friends

Charlie might be bear shit right now, but it took him 23 hours to die. I set the timer so I would know how long I prolonged his death. I cut his cock off first. His balls too. I mean he did pay me for a service. Although he paid for the castration, the torture sex I gave him for free. He deserved it. I dissected him like a frog in biology class. Even took out his organ meat. High protein food.

Charlies’ death needs to serve as a reminder to everyone not to renege on an agreement or fight me. You will not win. In fact, you will die.

Strangulation phone sex

My boyfriend liked rough sex so much that he would spank and choke me for punishment he was a Dom who liked control he liked to see my ass cheeks red and my eyes rolling in the back of my head after he had punished me for doing something wrong but the worst punishment day was when he took a rope and tied it around my neck and gave it a hard tug what he didn’t realize is that I was stopped breathing for almost four mins when I came to he was still getting his rocks off he had candle wax in his hands lighting the wick and putting it on my back it only sting for a bit I was use to be glazed by the candles on most days I would have to cover the burns with makeup when I leave for work and then when I come home it starts all over again his ways are cruel but I can’t get enough of his games I love the times we have together if he likes that I will continue to play as his plaything and submissive partner that is my story for now until next time. strangulation phone sex

Torture sex on a killer phone sex call

torture sexMy dark side comes out a lot and especially with my love for torture sex.  I love pushing boundaries especially when it comes to pain I endure during my sexual encounters. The more pain, the wetter my cunt gets.  I love a dominant man who will hit me, punch me, choke me, smother me, strangle me, whip me, and do some awful things to my body. My evil phone sex calls get dark fast as I describe what I would do to someone else while my callers watch.

I love hurting their other lovers or wives.  Kidnapping them and making them watch me fuck the shit out of their husbands hard throbbing cocks.  All while tied up to a bed or chair.  Gagging them with their own panties or maybe even mine as they watch us engage in the wildest most amazing sex.  I especially love sucking their husbands cocks right over their faces so my spit falls down on their mouth as I lick, suck and salivate over those delicious cocks that these pathetic women have been neglecting.

They are the ones that deservce to be tortured and have torture phone sex as they have been neglecting their masters beautiful innocent cocks that just want a pussy to go in to relieve that built up cum every once and awhile. I mean, is exploding in your pussy so much to ask bitch?  That’s all we are asking and these whores act all prude toward the very cock that they should be on their knees worshiping for even putting up with their pathetic asses.  I love ramming a dildo in one of these bitches and violenetly fucking that cunts ass that won’t let their man stick their cocks in their ass like they are too good for a good fuck in the shitter hole.  Fuck off,  I’ll fuck your ass until you like it, I guarantee you that whore!

Evil phone sex with scary Angie will have you screaming.

Evil phone sex        Evil phone sex with scary Angie will have you screaming. As long as you keep your hand on your cock then you should be good. Nothing to bad will happen to it unless of course I should deem otherwise. This cock loving bitch will take a bite out of your cock and balls. Have no fear you will like it. You will because I am telling you it is a thrill to feel teeth sinking into you, pulling it away from your body.

        First it will be painful. Then it will tingle. It’s a rush. Squeezing your balls tightly in my fist. Tugging on them down. Hence making you grit your teeth. As long as I am holding onto then you will do as I say and you must a fantasy rape of someone is just as thrilling as can be. Watching the fear flit across those eyes. Knowing that they know what is going to be happening to them.

        If you don’t follow orders, then I promise you that you will be next. Now, go and do as you’re tell to. Grab that bitch, pulling the hair back, tits pointing up into the air. Pinch those nipples and finally fisting that cunt. Seeing the blood running down your arm to drip on the ground.

        Quickly making you hard in my hand. I knew this was your fantasy to have this play. I am your will accomplice, and you will now get your reward. Your eternal reward.

Snuff phone sex on my way to Anal Pleasures

Snuff phone sex

On the way to Anal Pleasure I came around the bend of Snuff phone sex, I was walking one night and stumbled upon a darkened alleyway. Curiosity got the best of me and I ventured into its shadows. As I walked further into the alley, I could heard a sound that made my blood run cold – a deep rasp something that sounded like someone giving an obscene pleasure. Then, from out of the darkness, a man emerged with a woman in his arms. He was snuff sexing her, having intense sexual intercourse as she moaned and screamed out in torture.

I was horrified by the sight and turning back towards the main street before anyone noticed her. I had to get out of view from the alleyway as quickly as possible but I felt so aroused making my way to Anal Pleasures. I could still hear the sounds of the man snuff sexing the woman as I ran, as if they were haunting me.

By the time she reached Anal Pleasures, I was shaken and scared, but determined to go inside and purchase something that would help her explore the pleasure of anal sex safely. I quickly chose a dildo and lube, and paid for them as quickly as I could. As I walked away, I vowed to visit that alleyway again and be his next victim.

Castration phone sex got me off

I got on Castration phone sex because I was tired of dealing with cocky men and I wanted to find one I could turn into a bitch. I figured he would end the night up with a big new pussy hole. Once he came over, he confessed he was tired of being a pathetic male. “Is that right?” I respond as I start to tie him up. Well lucky for you I think your pathetic cock should be gone. “Soon you will have a new pussy hole!” First, I will get some rubber bands and tie your pathetic little cock up.

Castration phone sex

It is so tight that it turns red and swollen. Then your balls, “you won’t need these anymore either, you fucking bitch” Your whimpering of regret is too much to hear, so I put my panties in your mouth. “Tell me how many times you use this piece to not please a woman” I laughed as you mumbled “too many times”. I used my paddle, and I started paddling your cock and balls. I wanted your pathetic tool numb, so when I use my knives, I can cut you quickly and easily.

The tears coming down your face just excited my cunt even more. After I beat your cock a few more times I used your tears to play with my cunt. Since my cunt was so wet and gooey I was ready. I stretched your cock out as far as I could, even though you are so small. Kinda like a Vienna sausage or little wiener.

“You won’t be missing this little worthless piece of meat ” I said as my knife slammed down. Your screams excite me even more and I take the dripping gooey blood and finger fuck my cunt. I take your little bloody stump of a dick and start fucking your new little pussy hole. After I orgasmed, I thought about what I would do to your little pussy hole next.

Snuff Movies and October Go Together

snuff moviesOctober is not just for watching snuff movies. For sadistic bitches like me, October means making snuff flicks too. The bloodier the better. I am not for the weak of heart. I am not for first time callers or any man with mild or vanilla fantasies either. Only seasoned snuff connoisseurs or masochistic men should call me.

I can make men cry. My voice is not a giggling teen voice. Fuck that shit. My voice sounds more like a mature seasoned bitch whose has seen and done some shit. I even did some shit last night. Wicked shit too. As I drove home from my Goth bar last night, I happened upon a drunk coed driving erratically on her way home. She had no business driving drunk. Although she did appear to take the less traveled road home, she almost ran me off the road.

So, I ran her off the road instead. Sure, I could have been noble. Perhaps a good woman would call AAA and drive the drunk girl home. But no one considers me a good woman. No one. I took her to my kill shack instead. Too bad you were not with me to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. As soon as I got her into my shack, she puked. I made her lick it up. No one makes a mess in my home but me. I like to make bloody messes.

Some Girls, Many Girls Deserve to Die

I needed to hold a knife to her so she would be obedient. Drunk coeds deserve to die. Even drunk they still act and behave belligerently. Perhaps, I intended to help the girl. She showed no appreciation for saving her drunk life, so I sodomized her with a beer bottle. I pissed on her face. And I even double fisted her two tightest holes. The bitch appeared to like it, so I switched from my fists to my knifes. Now, she did not like it so much. Okay, she did not like it at all.

I stabbed her cunt and her ass until her insides fell out of her holes. You can eviscerate a young girl from the outside with long, sharp objects. Now, it looks like a painful way to die. But no cunt should die quickly.  Cunts deserve killer phone sex. And they deserve to die slowly and painfully. I told you I might not be your cup of tea. My mind runs dark as the night. Think you can handle being my partner?