Category: Knife play phone sex

Castration Station, All aboard! (Jezzy Borden)

castration phone sex I don’t fuck loser cock. Perhaps why castration phone sex gets me off so easily. Even though there are some nice big fat dicks I have sliced right the fuck off. The fact of the matter is they are all loser cocks. I suppose I am like most women who have a long list of cocks she would like to chop right off. Circa Lorena Bobbitt. I know a few women who cheer for her to this day, a name synonymous with cutting your loser man’s dick off.

I am a jezebel, a evil cunt that you should never turn your back on! I am not one too degrade or fuck with in any way as many have found out the bloody way!!!

My Name rings true for those who have harmed me. Jezabel gets even and enjoys wacking off a dick with a sharp knife!

 

Jezzy Borden gave that cock 40 whacks when it just needed one!

My molesters and forced me at a young age men who dared hurt me have all been dickless and dead for a while now. I have scars from where I sliced myself with each death just so I can get off each time I see that mark on my body.

Not convinced I’m sick enough to put your balls on the broiler and your cock on a skewer and eat them while you bleed out.

Then you will never be convinced and should just go put your cock in balls in a meat grinder anyways! I have no use for pathetic mother fuckers like you. Pussy is better anyways, which is why I keep a bitch at my side until a worthy cock shows up… If one ever will. Good thing me and my bitches love to eat cock and balls for dinner! At least your cock will be useful after all! 

Bloody Phone Sex Fun

bloody phone sexI am a bloody phone sex whore. I find blood sexy. I am not the only one either. I met this guy at a fetish club who is into hematolaghia. It is pretty much folks who get off on blood.  He convinced me to let him have some of my blood for sex play. I was nervous of course. Trusting a man to cut you gives him a lot of power. I mean he could drain you dry and kill you like a vampire. I was hesitant but aroused. He was handsome and hung like a horse. I wanted to please him, so I let him cut me. He made a few cuts on my tender flesh and my bright red blood dripped down over my boobs. I felt like Carrie at the prom. He added his blood to the mix. Bright red rivers of blood cascaded over my tits and down to my cunt. He used our blood as lube to fuck me. He pushed his bloody cock in my ass and my pussy. I was bleeding and in pain, but my cunt was on fire. I was so turned on playing in our blood. He would not let me cut him. I understood. I was the submissive taboo phone sex whore. He was the master I met in a fetish club. I started to rub my blood in my tits, and he got pissed. He was mad that the blood started to fade from my tits. He put the knife to my neck and made a huge slice across my throat. He gave me a Colombian necktie. I was choking on my blood. It was spewing out my throat. I was going to bleed out or drown in my blood. Either way, I should never have trusted a stranger to slice my flesh.

Evil Babysitter Phone Sex Club: Wanna Join?

babysitter phone sexI am part of the bad babysitter phone sex club. The way I look at it, anyone who trusts a girl like me to watch their brats, does not deserve to have them. This stripper hired me to watch her sweet angel for the weekend. She was going to be partying like a whore on a boat with some fat cat. She did not vet me or check my references. She just wanted to feel like a good mommy by not leaving her brat locked in a room for three days. Well, I had plans for that little girl. I took the job because I knew it was easy. The mother is a stripper whore who left her girl with a stranger to party and fuck for money. I am a ghost. No one would know I had been with the girl. It would look like she either left her alone and some one took her, or she did something to her own brat because she wanted to be like Casey Anthony. I study true crime. I always know how to stage a scene and be a ghost, so no suspicion ever falls on me when a tender age morsel goes missing.

evil phone sexI had this whore’s little slut on an auction block. Before I even entered the house, I had a buyer for the little cunt. A man with an evil phone sex reputation for destroying little whores. After I was alone with the prized pony for about 6 hours and mommy dearest was long gone and halfway to fucked up royally, he arrived to claim his prize. We took her to my cabin in woods where he showed her little body NO mercy. He fucked her tiny virgin cunt and her itty bitty butthole until the floor looked like a bloody massacre. He ended her life quicker than I had hoped. I want him to gut her. He just wanted to fuck a little brat that young. He paid me well. So, I enjoyed her afterwards. I carved her up, gutted her like a pig and fed her insides to the wildlife. No one ever finds my bodies because there are never any remains left to find. That is what I am your best accomplice phone sex partner.

 

Knife Play Phone Sex With Faith

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Most girls would get freaked out when they are naked in your bed and you pull out a knife, but not me. I get turned on by the feel of the cold steel against my skin. Knowing that the blade could slice me up at any time is so exciting. You might be wondering how I found out that I’m turned on by knife play phone sex. Well, my then boyfriend wanted to fuck me and I wasn’t in the mood. He pulled out this long, sharp knife and held it up to my throat. He said I could either spread my legs willingly or he’d force me to. I said “Force me” and so that’s what he did. He pushed me down onto the bed, spread my legs, and shoved his cock inside me while holding the knife to my throat. I should have been terrified, but I wasn’t.

I threw that man out a long time ago, but I’ve found myself asking for knife play a lot every time I find a new sexual partner.  Some are reluctant and afraid that they’ll hurt me but you know, that’s part of what excites me so much. Will they or won’t they slice into my soft flesh as they caress it with the knife blade? The first time someone cut into me was so fucking hot. It made me cum really hard immediately. Do you want to hear more detail about how I’ve been turned into a knife-playing slut? Maybe I’ll even turn the tables and make you the victim. But how far will I go? Or how far will you go? I guess only time will tell. Are you ready to explore with me? Grab your phone and give me a call. I can’t wait to play with you.

Georgia’s Medical Play Fantasy

medical fetish phone sexToday mommy took me to her personal gyno today! She said the big hot men love taking care of girls like me. This makes my excited pussy wet for when they spread me open and place their toys inside of me to see deep into my inside. When I place my feet on those stirups and spread my knees apart, I love seeing the fascination all over their faces as the take tool after tool to give me cuts and see what changes and the moves it makes my body do! Such young smart ones too, they know exactly how to make a girl like me scream. They even had out a whole camera to watch and jerk off to my bloody scream later!

Well Behaved Fuck Slut

bloody phone sexBeing forced as you naughty and slutty victim scares my young pussy in wet submission. I remember the party so well, I had lost dare after dare to you and having to do the most humiliating things in front of friends and even strangers from different cities. I was dressed in a short skirt, red thong in a devil costume. On my knees kissing your shoes andbeing stepped on by you and others with my face pushed into the ground. You made me follow you around like a slave and finally you and your friends brought me into a dark room with no light and a sharp bladed knife. Your friend tied my hands up and began force fucking my mouth! I swallowed six loads of cum including yours before you chained me up and tore into pussy! I can’t even remember how scared I was when you used that blade against my throat and telling me to be a good slave. You drew some blood from my cheek, my tight ass cheeks as well and even from my throat. You love torturing my holes and making a bloody mess of your whore.

Knife Play Phone Sex for Fun

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. Knives will always be my weapon of choice. I have more control with knives. It takes more skill. Knives have more versatility too. I like to take my time killing. I love torture, pain and blood. I had a guy over last night. He thought it was for a date. I had other plans. There was not anything wrong with him. In fact, I could have seen myself dating him if I were looking for a boyfriend. I was just in the mood to kill. I was in the mood to mutilate. I drugged his wine. He was out cold quickly. I knew he would not be out long though. I only gave him enough to let me restrain him. He would have fought me too much and maybe gotten the upper hand. He was not my typical victim. I usually pick total losers, but I was in the mood for a challenge. I dragged him to the kitchen. I had a tarp on the floor and restraints ready. I tied him to heavy kitchen appliances. He was not going anywhere. I looked so tiny straddling his wide frame. The moment he woke up and started to break free, I stabbed him. I know just how to stab to miss major arteries and organs. I planned on killing him, but slowly. He had this look on his face that said, “Bitch, why?” Because I can. I put a castration band on his big dick. He was not a tiny dick loser. He had big balls and I sawed them off. I put his severed testicles in his mouth to muffle his screams. I carved him up like a side of beef. I was experimenting with my knife. I was also, experimenting with a new cannibalism phone sex recipe. His thick abs and healthy organs would make a tasty meal. I had him tied up for hours dicing his flesh off his body, draining his blood and just being a psychopath with a knife. Do you want to be my next victim?

Snuff Movies and Organ Harvesting

snuff moviesSnuff movies are real. People kill and torture others for all sorts of reasons, but profit is the number one reason. The last thing I remember, I was having drinks with a guy at a bar. The next thing I knew I woke up in a very cold room, bound and gagged. I was scared, but I was not alone. There were other girls in the room too. Some alive, some dead. I freaked out. What the fuck was going on? I was not sure. I could see some of the dead bodies. They had open wounds on their stomach and were missing their eyes. It was a gruesome discovery. This was some sort of black market organ stealing. That was the only thing that made sense. Who ever drugged me and brought me here, was selling me for parts. It was an organ harvesting operation. I was so cold. I could not move. I could smell fear and death. Some of the women were crying. I just had to figure out how to survive. We have all heard urban legends about shit like that. Wake up missing a kidney.  I think this was a snuff sex operation, however. They were not going to just take a kidney. They were going to take everything they could from me and leave me for dead. A guy came in and grabbed me and this other girl from the meat locker. They put us on side by side tables and started cutting. No anesthesia. No pain blockers. They just cut into my flesh and took out a kidney as I watched. I was in shock. All the blood. All the pain. I was not surviving this. No one could survive this. I had no idea what pain was until this moment. This was worse than any other fantasy phone sex call ever. One I was not coming back from.

Skilled in Snuff Sex

snuff sexWhen I was just a little girl, I was different. My parents knew it. School teachers new it. Everyone knew it. While other girls my age wanted to be Disney princesses, I wanted to be knife wielding psychopath. Girls my age idolized nurses and mothers and teachers. They had the hots for the Jonas Brothers and One Direction members. I idolized Ted Bundy, the Green River Killer, Charles Manson and Ed Gein. Many people called me a bad seed or Satan’s spawn. I had no friends. My imaginary friends were Norman, Michael, Chucky and Freddy. They taught me killing was how to rid the world of bad parents, narcissists vacuous Barbies, bastards and whores.

I am a snuff sex bitch. I was not always as skilled as I am now, however. I honed my sadistic skills over the years thanks to research and inspiration from the world’s notorious serial killers. When I first started killing, I was unorganized, impulsive, and messy.  Now, I am meticulous. I study my prey. I learn their habits and routine. I have a plan. I know how to dispose of the body. I know how to not leave any DNA evidence. I know who to kill and where. I do not shit where I eat. I do not kill out of impulse or anger. I kill for sport, pleasure, and financial gain.

I am the perfect accomplice phone sex partner for all your murderous fantasies. I prefer knife play with my victims, but variety is how I never being caught. I have a large arsenal of killing tools: knives, guns, acid, baseball bats, crow bars hammers, rope, blowtorch, chainsaw, poisons and my bare hands. I can be a great partner in crime. I take all the risk, clean up the mess and you just get to go alone for the wild ride.

Snuff sex is what I want

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Please do me a favor and keep that vanilla stuff far away from me. There’s no point in it, and I sure as hell want no part of it at all. I want to be fucked like a dirty cum slut. I’m all for you abusing me this time. Sometimes I can play the victim too, and I want you all to myself. It is fun to bring other girls in and make them your cum rags, but I want some snuff sex just as much as the next girl.

Use me up and spit on my face jizz all over my body and do it without any apologies. I want a piece of the action. I can’t wait for you to ram your cock balls deep in me and make me beg for mercy!