Category: Knife play phone sex

I Love Skinning Bitches

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If you want a bitch that is going to cry and beg for your mercy, you got the wrong bitch and I will gladly slit your fucking throat if you try me. A bitch like me gets turned on by brutalizing sluts. The only thing that really makes my pussy wet is tying a young slut up and poking her with my knife. I usually start with the pussy lips! I yank their thong up right in-between their cunt lips exposing two juicy slices for me to poke and prod. The blade slinks right into them like butter as that slut screams in agony. Her screams send chills down my spine as I mutilate her body. She was hardly wearing clothes when I abducted her and now, she barely has skin! I peeled patches of it off with the intention of making bitch jerky. I did not like to snuff my victims out too soon, but this little piggy squealed so much I had to eternally silence her. I took my bloody knife and carved her a new slit right across her neck. She looks so pretty with a bloody necklace! I wish she would have lasted longer for me to fuck her whore holes, but I guess I’ll have to wait until next time….

I’m A Cock Cruncher!

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When I feel like I need a little excitement in my life I like to go to my local glory hole for some cock crunching! Yes, that’s right I don’t go there like most other girls to suck cock, I go there exclusively to crunch a cock between my teeth. I love the way a big bouncy cock feels between my teeth as I bite down hard making my victim screech in pain. Sometimes I even grab on to their balls and twist them until they pop! When my mouth fills with blood and sometimes even cum at the same time, my sadistic little twat throbs in excitement! I only go to glory holes to crunch cocks and smash balls making any unsuspecting hard cock my victim purely for my own enjoyment!

She’s a Fighter

accomplice phone sexYou told me to go find another one. You needed one that was going to last longer than the others. You needed a fighter because you love to watch them struggle. I picked a girl tonight who is perfect for you. I slipped the drug into her drink and waited with you in the parking lot for her. We watched her stumble out all alone like a dumb fucking bitch and then we grabbed her. We waited for her to wake up and when she did she was so scared. We laughed at her while we cut off all of her clothes and looked at her fucking whore body while we got out brands out. We loved her fucking screams while the scorching hot metal touched her skin. Then we were ready. I spread her legs and spit on her pussy for you. I held her legs up for you so I can see you pound your cock right into her tight fucking hole. I know you enjoyed watching me make little cuts on her carving out your name. I beg you to cum in her tight fucking cunt to make her our breeding whore.

Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex is my jam. I am a dark bitch. I got my love for all things Gothic from my grandpa. He was a fan of old Gothic horror films and novels. But he went back further too. He liked medieval torture. He would always tell me that they just do not kill people the way they use too. He meant legally sanctioned death penalty killings. He would tell me that the modern death sentence was boring. He never believed death should be humane and painless. I must agree with him. I mean if you commit a heinous crime, shouldn’t your death be equally as heinous? I live for torture sex. Think about it. The rack, the stocks, hanging, drawn and quartering, pendulums, iron sarcophaguses, and the pear of anguish were brutal ways to die. They included pain and suffering, and often bloodletting. Those were deaths that would deter crime. My grandpa had to kill his inmates by the electric chair and later by lethal injection. He preferred the smell of charred skin and soiled pants, LOL. I got my love for human pain from him. I grew up watching him carry out death sentences as the warden of a prison. He always told me the punishment should fit the crime. That is my motto today. If a guy tries to force fuck me, I chop up his cock and balls. Castration phone sex fits the crime of thinking I want your little willy.  The eye for an eye philosophy was law of the land for centuries. If you made punishments painful and heinous, we might be able to deter crime. I know every man who’s nuts I have chopped off, has never committed a sex crime again. Okay, so technically without your balls you cannot fuck but having your nuts chopped off helps keep your dick in your pants, right? I am a crime and punishment kind of girl. I can help your find a fitting punishment for those cock teases you know, for example. Perhaps, exploring your violent rape fantasies would help.

Blasphemy sex with a bun in the oven

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Go ahead and baptize my baby with blasphemy sex. all I will ever do is have hard rough sex and do a ton of drugs so that you can do whatever you want with me. It’s time for you to shove your cock deep inside my pregnant twat. You belong to the highest form of worship, and I will give you my Minnie so that you can do what you please with that wee one. Yes, I know I will burn in eternal hell because I have only eyes for you, and you are my god. Whatever you want, I will go to the end of the world to get it for you.

How did I become this pathetic? It all stems from early on trauma, and it felt so good to be used as a dumb slut, and now I will repeat history and let it happen to my daughter.

Alter Girl

sadistic phone sexI tricked him into thinking I was this little church girl who was a virgin, but little did he know that I was so fucking far from that. I told him I wanted to meet him after Sunday school by the alter once everyone was gone so we could pray together. That’s not what was going to happen though, I was going to turn him into a sadistic fucking freak just like me. I got my cross, bible, and knife and sat them beside me while I was waiting for him and then stripped down. When he walked in, I made sure to lock the door so he wouldn’t be able to get out and no one could interrupt me. I grabbed my knife and told him to strip so I can see his big juicy cock and I knew he was already hard. I went up to him and got on my knees to suck his thick cock like it was my fucking job. After that I knew it was time to step it up, so I threw him down while I climbed on top of him and rode his cock while slicing a pentagram on his chest like the satanic fuck I am. I loved hearing his screams and pleads for me to stop but I couldn’t I needed this. Once his screams were done, I knew it was time. I grabbed the cross and he already knew what I wanted. He fucked my tight little shit hole with that fucking cross while he pounded my little cunt so fucking hard.

Castration Phone Sex is Always Fun for Me

castration phone sexI am known for castration phone sex. I have never shied away from whacking off a pair of nuts. Sometimes, a guy pisses me off so much, I just take the entire kit and caboodle. Joshua is a P man. You might be too. Nothing wrong with it. I do not judge. I hate brats so it is no skin off my nose if you want to kill a little whore or explore your rape fantasies with one. I will never be a mother. I would end up like a guinea pig, eating her own at the first sign of weakness. Joshua is a weak man. He has been arrested a few times for being in possession of brat porn. He got caught once showing his little weenie to schoolgirls. Now, he is on the registry. He is labeled a P offender for life. He cannot control his urges. With his tiny shrimp dick, I doubt even the youngest of girls would feel his pathetic nub. Hell, he is so small, I questioned if he could even pop a cherry. He did not deserve to have a willy. No grown ass woman would want him, and I doubt any underdeveloped Lolita would either. He hired me for junk removal. He had the money to pay my fee. I strapped him into my castration chair, but he was too small for me to separate his cock from his balls like normal. I used torture sex to remove his junk. I know, it sounds painful. It is painful. I strapped his worthless dick and nuggets to a board, and I trampled his junk in high heels. I borrowed a page from a CBT book. I crushed his walnut sized balls and severed his pathetic penis with my high heel. Hearing him scream in pain made my pussy drip. I love to torture a loser. It did not take me long to dance a little jig on his junk and turn him into a eunuch. I butchered his cock and balls with body weight and high heels. It did not look pretty, but neither did his junk when it was intact. He got more than he bargained for with this taboo phone sex bitch.

Fisted His Bloody New Pussy Hole

I wanted to give him a pussy, so I castrated him. I tied his whore ass up with his legs wide open. I tied a rubber band on the base of his cock. While sharpening my knife I stuck a dildo in his tight asshole.

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I forced it deep in his ass and I pulled it in and out of his man pussy until he cried like a bitch and bled. As soon as he was crying like a bitch begging me to stop, I knew he was ready to become one. I pulled his cock all the way out, took my knife and like Lorena Bobit I cut his dick right off. While he bled out a fingered my cunt while calling him my bitch. I then stuck my fingers in his new cunt hole I created, and finger fucked his bloody hole. When I was ready to cum, I stuck my whole fist into his new pussy hole and fisted him until he passed out. When i was done I left him there to bleed out.

My Friday the 13th Ritual

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Every single Friday the 13th, I like to act out my own slasher flick as an homage to all of my onscreen horror idols, which usually involves kidnapping a sexy little fuck pig, tormenting her while I hold her captive then letting her “escape” so I can hunt down and, ultimately, have my way with her.  Yeah, I know it’s trite and contrived.  It’s supposed to be, Idiot!  Ever hear of a tribute?

Yesterday was the only 13th falling on a Friday this year so I wanted to be sure to make it good.  I didn’t want to terrorize campers or go hunting for hikers in the woods.  I wanted to keep it urban this time so I decided to stalk down a stripped and stressed sorority girl that I happened upon.  Those are my favorite.  Unsuspecting college sluts who think their pointless little lives are just going to continue on their privileged and predetermined courses.

There are always coeds trying to make themselves cum with each other outside of bars that are close to campus.  Fuck pigs love booze, probably because it helps them forget how average their lives are.  Last night, I found a blonde bimbo outside of a hipster hangout getting banged doggy style behind a dumpster.  It was perfect.  

All I did was creep up behind the big grunting gorilla that was sticking it to her then put my hand over his mouth as I sliced his throat.  You have to be sure to go deep enough to cut through the larynx if you don’t want them to be able to scream out and alert everyone.  I slashed his voice box in one swift movement which, as you could imagine, made him tense up and grab onto that whore’s hips really hard as he started twitching.  She loved it, totally thought the blood was him blowing his load and shooting it all over her back.  “Oh yeah!  Cover me with cum, Daddy!” she wailed as the crimson liquid sprayed out of his gaping neck wound and rained down onto her soft skin.  It wasn’t until he fell to the ground and started gurgling that she knew something was amiss.  Then she turned to see little ol’ me looming over her with a bloody knife in my hand and black death in my eyes.  

She screamed and ran, as planned and It didn’t take me long to herd her toward my rented box truck.  As every dumb bitch who tries to run in heels does, she tripped, which gave me the opportunity to grab her and toss her in the back of my mobile prison.  After closing the roller door, I cut every stitch of blood soaked clothing off of her, probed her wet pussy with four fingers while I sucked on a titty, then threw her naked self into a little cage I had prepared.  

Without saying a word, I left her in the back and started driving, not stopping until we were in the next town over.  Disorientation is key in these scenarios.  I drove us to a parking garage and took us all the way to the top before stopping, then let the truck sit in idle for a while.  More disorientation. 

You should’ve seen her face when I opened it up and let her out of the cage.  She didn’t know what the hell was happening!  When she turned and saw me glaring at her with my knife at the ready, she got wise and took off into the garage.  I gave slow and methodical chase, using little shortcuts to pop up in front of her when she least expected it to cut or stab her a bit.

When we got down to street level, I was hot on her heels but let her get out of the building and run out into public view.  Sure, she got away.  How else am I going to make a sequel?  I’ll find her again next Friday the 13th.  I kept the cunt’s license, that fuck pig will be easy to track.

 

Snuff Phone Sex: I Need a Ride or Die

snuff pornSnuff phone sex is my wheelhouse guys. I am not girlfriend material. I do not want a phone boyfriend and I do not want a real boyfriend either. I have this friend. Sure, we hook up every now and again after watching some violent porn that got us hot and bothered. We have a shared affinity for watching young girls get brutalized by cocks and knives. But I have been clear from the start I will never marry and that I do not want a white picket fence and brats running around. I thought he was like me. Earlier in the week he professed his undying love for me and said we should get married. I laughed. I thought it was some sort of belated April Fool’s joke. He thought I was his soul mate. So, I had to kill him. Now, I am not so heartless as just to kill a man because he fell in love with me. I killed him because he somehow thought he could make me his ass rape porn bitch. Not in my lifetime. It kind of hurt to kill him. I thought we had a good thing going. Watch snuff flicks, kill together and occasionally fuck. Nope. He had to ruin it by trying to turn me into his bitch. I am no one’s bitch. Never. Not for any reason at all. I have killed every man who has ever tried to fuck me with out consent. Billy was my ride or die. My partner in crime and I still killed him without blinking an eye when he attacked me in my own house. I hate to kill where I sleep but this was self-defense. Maybe the castration phone sex was not self-defense. I did cut off his penis and fed it to my Mastiff pup for shits and giggles. His dick did not make it into my ass like he wanted, but it did make its way into my pup’s mouth for dinner. I guess now, I need a new ride or die. Is that you?