Thanksgiving is approaching and I have castration phone sex on the mind. Did you know that in many cultures of the past, women derived strength from eating a man’s testicles? Witches routinely castrated men and often took the whole kit and caboodle. They casts spells and sucked the souls out of men using their own manhood against them. How amazing is that? I practice black magic sometimes. Too often, however, I lack the patience. I need to kill because it is quicker and more gratifying. We all have a bunch of extra time on our hands right now. While some women are cleaning their homes, I am casting spells. I am working on one that will stop my aging process. It requires the testicles of 4 men and the penis of one very virile man. Taking the balls of 4 losers was not hard. I made a weekend out of it. For right now, the bars are still open, but they are about to be shut back down, so I had to act quickly. I took out two Thursday and two Friday. Easy too. All four losers thought I was into them and would spread my legs for them. Sometimes, I wish my pussy had teeth because it would be so much fun to see the look on a man’s face when my cunt bite off his dick like a shark attack. That would be the ultimate snuff sex. I drugged all four guys to make it easier to overpower them. Put each one in my castration chair and cut off their useless balls. I have gotten better over the years at preventing infection and blood loss in my victims. I had to be careful because this spell requires the losers to live to work. The spell is not about them like many spells. I just needed their balls. I have had to do some heavy duty cleaning afterwards. I mean, I cannot get a damn virus and they cannot get one either before my spell is cast. I have four sets of testicles on ice until I capture that one virile man whose penis will be the main ingredient to the spell that will freeze me in time. Maybe that is you?
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Castration Phone Sex Spell
Knife Play Phone Sex Slut
Hello to all you sick fucks out there. Don’t worry – I’m not saying that in a bad way. I am a sick fuck, too, and I love meeting men who like the same things I do. Take knife play phone sex, for instance. It’s one of my very favorite fetishes. Don’t you agree that there is something so sexy about knives? That cold, shiny steel. The sharp edges being pushed up against my throat, tits, or even my pussy really gets me excited. That cold knife up against my warm flesh just makes my pussy tingle and start throbbing. Maybe you can fuck me while you slice and dice. Sure, I don’t always make it out of knife play fantasies alive, but oh well. Sometimes you just have to give in and let what’s going to happen, happen. And truth be told, snuff fantasies are so fucking hot. Use me. Cut me. Control me. Kill me. Go ahead and take the lead and make sure you are really cruel to me. Slice me up. Take me apart. No matter what you want to do during our knife play call, rest assured that I am your ready and willing victim. Are you ready? I know I am.
Last dance with Marley
Tonight Daddy wanted necrophilia phone sex. He said that he had grown tired of me and instead of letting me go and him risking the chance of being in trouble, he decided to end my life. He gave me a lethal cocktail of drugs that he had gotten online and then started torturing me. He cut and stabbed me everywhere that he could. Hit me with a bat and when I lost consciousness he started fucking me until I drew my last breath. He then pulled his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my ass before the muscle tone was lost. He came in my ass and then sewed my asshole shut. He washed his cock off in my rapidly cooling mouth and then shoved it into my twat for the last time. He finished with carving his initials into my torso and then tossed my lifeless body into the pit out back for the coyotes to take care of.
Knife Play Phone Sex Movie Maker
I am a butcher babe made for knife play phone sex. I make dark underground films with my knife as the co-star. I am no Eli Roth or Rob Zombie, but my films are bloody and deadly. Halloween is over sadly, but that does not mean I need to stop hunting for undiscovered talent or making snuff films. I went through some old movies this week. I wanted some inspiration, maybe improve on past movies. I love duping wannabe actresses and actors into thinking they are making an independent horror film. When they scream and die on camera, the element of surprise makes it more authentic. That look of fear on their faces when they realize I make snuff movies not horror films is priceless. It has not even been a week since I made an underground film, but I was itching to make another one. So, I went looking for a starlet. I found a young teen slut cock teasing a man at the mall. They are easy because they are motivated by money and stupid as fuck. I asked her if she wanted to make some fast cash doing an independent horror film. I assured her it was just smoke and mirrors. I took her to my cabin in the woods where I have my underground studio. I gave her the money upfront knowing it was going to be retrieved soon enough. I took a page out of one of my favorite movies, Hostel 2. I strapped her to a bean above the floor letting her think this was some witchcraft movie. I rammed a sword in her belly and gutted her like a pig. Her entrails and blood spilled onto my cabin floor. The look of surprise on her face as I twisted that sharp blade into her gut made me wet. It was a quick snuff sex death, but one with a ton of gore. I am a gore whore after all.
Home alone? Not for long…….
Home invasion phone sex can be difficult to tackle if you aren’t up to snuff-smile. I got home before both of my parents for once and was looking forward to a quiet afternoon of showering and playing with myself. I had just gotten out of the shower, dried off and lotion applied. I opened my door to go to my room and was met in the hall by a guy with a large hunting knife. He eyed me up and down appreciatively and when I opened my mouth to scream he shoved a gag in it. He said that he wanted to have some fun before he let me scream. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and went into my room. He threw me onto my bed and laughed at my crying. He said that I had nothing to cry about-yet. My eyes went big and he said that if I fucked him well that he wouldn’t need to use the knife. He then undid his pants, pulled them and his underwear off and put my hand on his cock. He told me to keep stroking until he told me to stop. He held the knife to my throat while I stroked him so I wouldn’t try anything dumb. As I was milking his hard fuck stick he was stroking my tiny teen twat. He then backed away from my hand and told me to lay back. I had tears running down my face as he mounted me and used his pre-cum as lube. I was screaming when he shoved that sea monster into my little cunny and broke through my womanhood. He looked surprised for a minute and then he went back to slamming in and out of me. He was getting closer to cumming and told me that he was going to remove my gag and that if I did anything dumb he was going to kill me. I nodded my agreement and he pulled the gag out. I screamed as loud as I could and he took that big knife and buried it to the hilt right in the middle of my chest. He then gave it a turn and started wiggling it back and forth. He came with a slight groan and then took the knife out of my chest and stabbed it into my pussy. As my blood ran out of my cunt and onto my bed he leaned over and cut one of nipples off as a trophy. He gave me a little kiss on my lips as the life drained from my eyes. Last thing I saw was him using my removed nipple like a pacifier. I was long dead before my parents got home. I sure learned a painful lesson that day.
Craving a Good Gangbang rape porn Session
I have been craving a good gangbang rape porn session. You know those long drawn out nights we’re the only thing that makes your pussy satisfied is to see tight holes gaped open so much that cum just falls right out. I need the session to be brutal, slow and bloody. I have just the little redhead in mind for you. I need you and eight of your buddies to come and see her. Make sure they have huge cocks and are just as violent and uncaring as we are baby! She’s so shy and delectable and will never see it coming. I need your body on top of hers as I help hold her down. I need all eight cocks to give huge cum shots in her all at once. And I understand there’s only three holes on her body not to say we will add more with my very sharp dagger. Two in her ass cheeks, another stomach. And two more man made holes of your choosing. Don’t worry the camera will be rolling and you will get to see your work all over again. Bloody holes for a worthless little whore make me cum on demand and your cum and her blood will be smeared all over us as we fuck under the full moonlight tonight! This is killer phone sex and you are my accomplice lover…
Knife Play Phone Sex Fun
Knife play phone sex can go all sorts of ways with me. One of my favorite uses of knife play is for hunting young tender age girls. Hunting for young flesh you get to fuck, and I get to slice, and dice is a fun date night. I can line our pockets with money too because I have a couple contacts who help me get rid of evidence. One will buy used up young girls and sell them on the black market to sex traffickers. You can fuck the shit out of her, and I can pass her on to him for a profit. The other one I know, takes body parts for organ donations on the black market. Do you know how much corneas, hearts and kidneys go for these days? I am a conservationist. I believe in using every part of a victim. That means your get to fuck the shit of her, even ruin her little fuck holes. And once you are done with your fun, I will sell what is left of her. If she is still breathing, I can sell her into the sex trade and what you did to her will look like foreplay. If she freshly dead, I can make a 911 text to my organ peddler and he will quickly harvest her young viable organs. Either way we have fun and make money. I am the best accomplice sex partner because I let you have your fun and I ensure there is no evidence left to send you to prison.
Casino no no no
Kidnapping phone sex is a great way to pass some time. Last night I was working my usual job as a dealer at the casino and you came and sat at my table. You played a few hands and asked when I was off. I smiled back and said that my shift was about done. You asked if you could buy me dinner or a drink and I said sure. I went to change and you went to the bar and got the drinks. I should have been smarter than that as you had apparently slipped something into my drink. We were having fun and talking about random things when I started feeling woozy. You were ready for that and said that you were going to take me to your room and help me lay down. This sounded good and there were no alarm bells ringing yet. Once we got upstairs and into your room the nice guy persona dropped and you shoved your tie into my mouth and wrapped some duct tape around my head. You then picked me up and stood me in front of the bed. You then grabbed a knife and cut my clothes off of me. Then I was thrown onto the bed and forcefully fucked into a rape fantasy. You took the knife and made slices into my breasts and then stomach. Once you were done with your rape fantasy and cumming in my cunt you then shoved the knife into my pussy and laid there beside me on the bed watching me bleed out and the life draining from my eyes. You let me know that he would be leaving and someone would eventually find my body. You then got up and had a tampon that had been soaking in bleach which you then shoved into my bloody gash that would neutralize any sperm that hadn’t come out already so that no one would ever trace this rape fantasy and murder back to you. Now that you knew how well it worked, you were excited to do the same thing to another girl next Sat. night.
Watch Snuff Porn With Me
What’s your favorite kind of porn? I know it’s hard to choose. It is for me, too. But I have to say that snuff porn is one of my favorites and that’s what I’m in the mood for right now. I know it’s not for everyone, but I think it’s just so delicious. The thought of someone wrapping their hands around my throat and choking the life out of me is so fucking hot. And thinking about having my pussy fucked while that’s happening makes me cum pretty quickly. I’ve found myself thinking about that a lot lately while playing with myself.
I also think it would be hot as hell to be the one to snuff someone out while fucking them. To take someone’s life while making him cum is something out of my wildest dreams. I’d love to bounce on a big cock while smothering a man with a pillow. To feel him shoot his load in my pussy while he’s fading away slowly will be so magical and I’ll cum all over that dying cock. Call me right now so you can tell me your snuff fantasies and we can discuss our dark and twisted desires together.
31 Days of Killer Phone Sex
Killer phone sex fantasies are perfect to explore this time of year. Every where you look there are horror movies streaming. Think about it. Now is the time to kill. Everyone is in masks. You cannot really tell who someone is. I blend in well dressed like a Goth chick. I have killed at a haunted house. I have killed in my cabin in the woods and last night, I killed in a theater. How ironic is this. I went to a retro showing of the first Scream movie. Everyone was dressed in black and sporting a Scream mask. No one knew who anyone was. Now, it was the second movie in the chain that a girl was massacred in the theater, but I had to make a bold statement. Plus, there were a couple teen sluts near me. Talking like they were in their home. Texting and answering their phone while everyone else was trying to watch a movie. I followed them to the bathroom. I checked out emergency exits and made a plan. I did not act in haste. Impulse kills get caught. I had been plotting their death since I saw them in line to get popcorn. I went into a stall, peered through the side and when they were washing their hands, I used two knives to stab them in the back in just the right place so they would bleed out quickly and quietly. I washed my hands, left the bathroom and snuck out the back door. I was home before anyone realized there were two dead cunts in the bathroom. I even bought the ticket on a public wifi that I hacked using the credit card of some cunt troll I saw on social media who I also hacked. I killed 3 birds with one stone and that is a good day. Thirty one days of killing continues.