Category: Knife play phone sex

Snuff sex has nothing on the truly Sadistic things is crave

Snuff sex Snuff sex has nothing on the true degradation that I crave. I can’t help it, the only thing that can turn me on are things that only the mind of a truly evil bitch can come up with. I need blood! The red, warm, sticky life force gives me a high that I chase. The bloodier and more mutilated the encounter gets, the better! My twisted sick mind goes insane at the sight, smell and the palpable fear. Each time blood squirts or a cry for mercy vibrates through the room, my pussy pulsates threating to cum right then and there.

The smell of iron and the sight of my liquid kryptonite are not the only thing this sadistic whore craves. I need the echoes of the screams as a worthless toy is being tortured. The pain that I am witnessing them endure at your hands doesn’t seem to be enough to me. I think real slow deliberate pain is overdue, so you know like any good sadistic slut, I’m going to help. I grab a pair of garden sheers and start cutting off fingers and toes. I want this torture to be prolonged, but also need my fix of blood and screams.

“No one can hear you! Scream as loud as you want! You actually will make this more enjoyable than I thought!” I hiss as I place my tight wet pussy over this slut’s face. She is our fuck toy now baby so don’t mind me while I use her face. You are force fucking the hole that used to be her pussy and ass and I love the way your bloody dick look going in and out. She is moaning from pain as she slowly bleeds out and the vibrations are screaming my name. I can’t help it I’m covered in her blood and the sight is too much to bear. I squirt down her throat as I smother her with this round juicy ass. She is chocking and drowning in my sweet nectar, and I should let her up for air. But fuck it I’m going to water board this bitch with my cum and maybe if she makes it, we can go from there! I know you like fucking their dead bodies anyways!

Torture phone sex: How dark can you get? Let’s find out!

Torture Phone SexTorture Phone Sex with a slutty little whore who likes to be used and abused by anyone who’s willing. The thought of being tortured by someone while I whimper and beg like a little slut to be used by you.  Putting me on my knees in front of you, while I sit there waiting to be abused by you. My pretty eyes just fixated on you as you sit there, contemplating the tortuous things you want to do to me. Do you think you’d go so far as to snuff me out? Or would you show some restraint?

If any of you have actually read my profile, you’d know what a needy slut I am just wanting to be used by you. If it helps, torture sex is one of my absolute favorite things in the whole world. The idea of bleeding, or being bruised for you, maybe even dying. That makes my pussy tingle and tremble with need. I crave nothing more than to whimper for you while you use me, come make my dreams come true.

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!

Sacrifice for Samhain

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To properly celebrate Samhain, my little coven and I rejoice in a variety of rituals: nude nature walks, sumptuous feasts and, best of all, hole bashing bondage phone sex with a physical manifestation of death, itself.  Conjuring up some vile visitor from the underworld and letting it have its way with us is the best way to increase the power in our little triad of terror, not to mention the fact that demon cock feels amazing, so we do it every year.  And, like any good witch, we celebrate all three days.  

On the 31st, it’s a little witches’ ball with just the three of us and one lucky lad that we invite to be the recipient of all of our attention.  We drink and dance and play with his genitals until one of us ends up making him cum in our hands.  Then, we save it.  Every last drop.  But night one is only for handy work.

On the 1st, the four of us take a nude hike through the woods.  Every time we stop to rest, we take turns blowing our lucky boy toy until he shoots a sticky load in our mouths.  By the time we’re done walking we’ve all gotten some of his goop.  Then we saved it.  Spit it out into a canteen.  Day two is the day we use our mouths.

The 2nd is when things get really fun.  We start off with a daytime feast for the four of us full of food, wine and butt fucking.  I mean, you can’t spell “bacchanal” without “anal.”  Inevitably, sometime during the whole thing, usually between the food and the ass ramming, our simple boy asks who the fifth plate of food and wine goblet are for.  We just laugh at him and take his fuck hog as far in our rectums as we can and grind around on him until he fills our shit boxes with spunk.  You know what happens next.  We shoot that shit filled cum out of our assholes and save it.  We saved all of his seed for all three days for what happens next.

After the feast, it’s time for the sacrifice.  This is when the worm turns for our lucky stud.  He gets lured onto our sacrificial altar and strapped down so he can’t move.  After we each say our part, his throat is slit and he bleeds out, quick and simple.  Once all of his blood is collected, we can finally get to performing the great rite and increasing the power of our crazy little coven.

The dark entities of death we conjure are drawn to human bodily fluids and waste like moths to a juicy, stinky flame.  We cover ourselves in that boy’s blood and all of that spit and shit filled jizz he gave us before his demise and recite an invocation so we can offer ourselves to whatever awful being we decide to bring forth.  We don’t do it three times in one night, only one of us gets to be ravaged by a rotten wraith each year.  No high priestess in our coven, we share power.  So, every three years, I get to look forward to being tied up, covered in sludge and wailed away on by some ghastly ghoul.  And this is my year.  I can’t fucking wait!

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Where I Met My Beta Bitch Victim

Kidnapping phone sex is where i normally meet sick fuckers who want to fulfill their Rape phone sex fantasies or murder phone sex fantasies. But this time it was different. I met a beta bitch who didn’t know what sadistic thoughts I had.

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He made me want to teach him what happens to a dumb beta bitch who thought he was going to get to fuck me gets. He came to my place and had drinks and tried to flirt and talk about how big his cock was. I knew it was a lie and I wasn’t drinking the same thing he was. I had put something in his drink because tonight was going to be the night, he knew what it was like to have a pussy hole. Once he passed out on me, undressed him and tied him up, including his little clitty. I got my sharpest carving knife and extended his little dicky as much as I could. I cut his little dick off, he woke up screaming. I stuffed his mouth with my dildo to shut him up. I finished my carving of his new pussy hole and pulled another dildo out. I stared fucking his new pussy with his dildo and shoving the dildo deeper in his mouth. I didn’t stop until he stopped moving. I finished my night by taking pictures and cleaning up my bloody mess. 

Torture Sex and Castration Fun with a Pathetic Tinkerbell

torture sexI am known as a torture sex bitch. So, when this little caged sissy called me, I was shocked at first. I am not a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore sadistic bitch into inflicting real pain. I specialize in cock and ball torture; I even go as far as to castrate losers. It does not take much to get me to mutilate your sex organs. I thrive on it. I knew this little sissy bitch had a death wish to call me and send me these shameful pictures. I mean who in their right mind would send me these pics and think I would not use them for nefarious purposes?  I am not some GFE babe or a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore castration phone sex bitch. I take men’s’ balls for looking at me funny. Look at this pathetic loser? She did this to herself, so you can imagine what I would do to her.  I castrated this sissy bitch, but only after and hour of tortuous foreplay that was pure pleasure for me.

castration phone sexThis little Goth sissy is what I would call self-ware. She did not call me for sissy training. She is a pain slut.  Likely born in the wrong body because she had a clit not dick. I called her Tinkerbell because her little cock cage made a ringing sound, and Tinkerbell is a good sissy faggot name. At least she was smart enough to know she was not calling a traditional sissy trainer. I am a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. I tortured that little Tinkerbell. She even helped in her own torture. She has an electric wand that shocks the body. It is akin to a cattle prod. Of course, I had her kick it up many notches beyond her comfort zone because that is what I do. I push pain tolerances. I make worthless tinkerbells beg for mercy. I find the pain threshold and push right past it. I do not get many pathetic pansy sissies calling me, but when I do, I castrate the losers and torture their shrinky dinks.

Torture sex is the only way I can cum!

Torture sexThe sounds of her thrashing and screaming rings out and echoes so loud I swear I can feel the vibrations on my clit.  It may just be that I’m throbbing, so excited to play with this dumb slut in the most sadistic way. Torture sex is the only way I can cum! God damn I’m horny as hell, the irony is that I’m about to put her through it before sending her straight there.

As soon as I open the door a get a taste of hoe feisty my catch is. She managed to wiggle out of her restrains and got a hand free that the tried to hit me with. “Haha bitch you really think you can hurt me? If you can’t tell you are kind of at a disadvantage and I’ve been wanting a feisty fighter like you for a while! Bring it on bitch fight for your life!” I spit at her with amusement

Bloody phone sex I grab a clever and I hold her hand down before I slice her hand clean off. The blood started spewing everywhere all over me and all over this stupid worthless whore. I too start gushing cuming as I open my mouth to catch a few drops of that warm salty blood.

I bring out an old rust fire poker and a nail covered stick I spread her legs as she tries to kick and fight. She is begging me not to and fighting with all her might. I laugh as I decide which one I’m going to use to fuck her whore holes with first. Fuck it! She has two holes, and we have all night to try them both out!  I just hope she keeps fighting this hard the whole time

Taboo Phone Sex Queen Cassandra is a Sexy Switch

taboo phone sexI am a taboo phone sex queen. I say that because I mean it. I am always looking for creative ways to kill or creative ways to die. I am a sexy switch, after all.  I was at this dive bar last night. I was minding my own business. I was just there to unwind. I had a few drinks, shot a few rounds of pool with guys in the bar too. I was smoking. Technically, we are not supposed to smoke in any bar in my state, but this bar owner is not a stickler for rules. I have fucked men on the pool table in his place and I have poured drinks in the guys’ mouths while naked on top of his bar like I was working in some XXX Coyote Ugly bar. Hell, I have filmed a gangbang rape porn on the pool table in this bar before. This one prick last night was complaining about me smoking. He was a little mommy’s boy who cries about everything. I had to stop smoking because this little prick was threatening to file a complaint. I did not want my friends’ bar to get fined or shut down, so I put out the cigarette like Sandy in Grease. I blew smoke in his face, then tossed the cigarette on the floor right in front of him and stepped on it. This was a prick who needed put in his place. I followed him home. I conned my way into his crappy little apartment. He thought I wanted to fuck him. No way he had a dick big enough to satisfy me. I had something more nefarious in mind. I convinced him to let me tie him to his bed. I castrated him. Castration phone sex is not my specialty, but this little loser needed to understand balls are for men. Not pansy ass snitches. Snitches get stitches. In this case though snitches get castrated. I left him bleeding in his bed. I did untie him and forced a ton of liquor down his throat. He will think twice now about meddling where he does not belong.

Bloody Phone Sex October is Here: Hunt with Me

bloody phone sexOctober is bloody phone sex season. This is the time of year to carve pumpkins and carve up young girls. Halloween brings out the bimbos. Even the young teen sluts dress like Bimbo Barbie for Halloween. How do they expect men like you to behave? Cock teases every single one of them. That is why you should hunt with me. I will be that devil on your shoulder telling you to fuck those Bimbo Barbies. Hell, I will tell you to do a lot more than fuck them too. I want to massacre these little whores. Sure, I can kill them all on own. But where is the fun in that? I am a snuff porn queen, but slaughtering the lambs is just more fun with an accomplice who has a cock. You can fuck those hairless cunts and torture their fuck holes with your cock. Me on the other hand, I can torture them with all the sharp objects in my arsenal. You destroy their pussy and assholes. I will destroy their bodies and souls.

I had a random encounter with Nathan last night. He was in a bar I frequent and bitching about cock teases. I bought him a few drinks, so I could plant my evil thoughts in his mind. I started with, “To bad we cannot just kill them all.” I saw the look in his eyes. I got him liquored up and took him on a killing spree. He may regret it now, but in the moment, he loved the little cock tease I picked out for him to murder and fuck. She was this blonde high school girl working at Hot topic in the mall. A little Goth punk princess wannabe dressed like Harley Quinn. She was the epitome of a cock teasing cunt. I lured her away to my kill shack and made Nathan explore his rape phone sex fantasies. If you are my accomplice, you will get your hands dirty. That is how I stay out of jail. You must have as much to lose as me. He enjoyed fucking her cunt as she screamed. But he came the hardest fucking her dead corpse after I mutilated every ounce of her flesh. One bimbo Barbie down, so many more to go.

Knife Play Phone Sex is What I Have Been Training For

knife play phone sexWhen I was a young girl, my parents knew I was different. Maybe they never would have guessed that I would grow up to be a knife play phone sex queen, but they knew I was not the typical girl. Girls my age were imitating Disney princesses. Me, however?  I was worshiping serial killers and movie psychopaths. I never wanted to be a teacher or a nurse. I wanted to be a stone-cold killer. My mentors were my sadist grandpa, Norman Bates, Michael Myers, Chucky, Jason Voorhees and Freddie Kruger. They taught me killing was necessary. Snuff sex is how we rid the world of bad parents, narcissistic assholes, bimbo Barbies, cock teases, and stupid brats. Anyone who annoys us really. And October is my favorite time of year to slay. My heroes are celebrated and back on TV. I root for the bad guy every time. What I need this month is a killing accomplice. My killing skills have been perfected over the years. I am a meticulous killer which makes me the best accomplice. I research our prey’s habits. I have a plan for every step of the process including trapping the victim, killing the victim and disposing of the body afterwards.  I have been killing folks since I was a schoolgirl. I have yet to be caught. I never will be caught because I am careful about who I let be my accomplice and I have been studying my idols for 20 years now. I realize some of my idols are fictitious, but I like Jeffrey Dahmer, Ted Bundy, John Wayne Gacy, Ed Gein and many more too. Sure, you found me on a snuff phone sex site, but this is not fantasy for me. And I want to make it not fantasy for you either. October is the best time to kill together. Let us slay together.  Are you ready?