Category: Knife play phone sex

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.

Ass rape porn

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?

Get a Knife and Fuck Her!

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You fuck your girlfriend’s daughter whenever mommy isn’t around. When we are facetiming, you show me how she prances around in the skimpiest outfits. Shes begging for you to ram your dick in her throat! That yummy little honey has just started to grow into her body and she hasn’t been a teen long, but she has the body of a young of a fucking slut. I keep telling you to stop watching that teen rape porn bullshit and dip your cock into something real and wet! Grab a knife, hold it to her throat, and tell her that she better give up that fucking teen pussy or else. When she tries to fight you take your blade and rip her slutty panties off. Your dick is swollen with excitement as you ram it raw into asshole. Make her pay for teasing you with her hot sexy body. All those times she wore those skimpy shorta or came out of the shower in just a teeny tiny towel. Nobody gives a fuck if she starts screaming and crying. Mommy isn’t here to save you, hoe! You’ve been begging for daddy’s to assault you! By the time you’re done fucking her little holes, all of them will be turned inside out! If she even thinks about telling her mother this will go from a rape fantasy to a fucking snuff porn! The choice is hers so that bitch better shut the fuck up and take that dick whenever you want to force fuck that slutty slit.

Good Little Victim

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Hey there, you sadistic perverts! It’s your killer phone sex girl, Faith. And yes, when I say killer, that’s exactly what I mean. It’s not a euphemism for something else. I want you to snuff the life out of me while you’re fucking me.  If you’re really honest with yourself, you have thought about doing something like that before, haven’t you? Maybe you think about what it would be like if things got a little out of control when you’re doing a bit of choking in the bedroom. You start thinking about what it would be like to watch someone die, and you decide you’re going to find out.

Do you think it would make your cock harder if I started struggling to get away from you? And when you could see my eyes start to bulge and I wrap my hands around yours and try to pull them off, do you think that would make you nut inside me? Don’t worry if you cum a little more quickly than you wanted to. There will always be more time to fuck me once I’m dead. Then you won’t have to worry about me struggling to get away from you. I’ll be like your very own sex toy.

I Want to Hear Your Screams

snuff pornGod, I love the feeling of having a girl screaming and crying begging me to stop what I’m doing. I was out shopping for my new little slut to take home and torture until their little bodies can’t take it anymore and give out. I have my new plaything tied up to my favorite table right next to all of my fucking knives. She woke up so confused and startled when I started to lick her sweet, sweet pussy, got it tasted so good to have my mouth licking a tight little virgin cunt. I loved her screams when I got my knife and started to make little cuts on the insides of her thighs loving the taste of her blood mixing with her pussy juice. I took a break from eating her out and grabbed my big black dildo. I wasn’t going to drain her until I got to fuck her tight little cunt, just pushing the tip in made her start crying all over again. I wanted to hear her scream, so I shoved the black cock so far up her tight whore cunt making her scream out in pain. I fucked her tight cunt hard while she cried, screamed, and begged for me to stop. I left the dildo in her while I took a break for the night preparing for tomorrow.

Sex with Dead Bodies: I Don’t Need Men Just Their Dicks

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is the best way for a cold-hearted bitch like me to fuck. I like sex, but I hate men and I am not a lesbian. I hate everyone really. I am a loner. I am not the kind of person who needs a man in her life. I just need a stiff dick sometimes. Men in my life are either my accomplices or my victims, very rarely do I take a lover. Well, rarely do I take a live lover. I had some unique luck last night. I happened upon a fresh kill. Not my kill either. Some random robbery gone wrong in the park. I was out hunting. I was thinking about finding a man to kill and fuck, but I did not have to kill. Not this guy at least. I undid his pants to check out his cock. He was about 9-inches it appeared. Normally, when I kill them, I do it right as I get them hard. It makes for the best snuff sex. This guy was just a random murder, however, so his dick was not hard. I carry a cattle prod with me for protection, so I rammed it up the stiff’s ass and electrocuted an erection from his corpse. Then, I hopped on that stiff, warm, dead dick. I rode it for a few orgasms. Apparently, I was not alone. I could sense a presence, and I knew what to do. No one gets the upper hand on me. I have Spiderman senses. I used the cattle prod to subdue my attacker, who was my dead lover’s murderer. I am never the victim. Never. Now, I had another cadaver for some necrophilia fun. While he was subdued from the shock, I gave him a forced erection, then slit his throat. He bled out, but his cock stayed hard and warm. I fucked his cock too. When I was done, I severed each cock and took them home. Not as souvenirs. They had my DNA on them. I took them so I could not be linked to two bizarre murders in the park. Those dicks are now coyote treats. Are you brave enough to do a necrophilia phone sex call with this sick bitch?