Category: Knife play phone sex

Gothic Phone Sex Season Has Arrived and I am Ready to Kill

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex season has arrived. And no one is more excited than me. The spooky season makes it so much easier to kidnap people and do very bad things to them. Lots of costume parties and drunk men and women makes finding prey easier. And I am all prepared with my costumes and knives to blend in as Halloween festivities approach.

I am committed to killing at least one person a day until November 1st.  Last year I hit a record of 62 kills between September and October. However, this year I want to up that number.  And last night seemed like a perfect and bloody way to start snuff sex season. I found a drunk coed all dressed up like Harley Quinn. I guess some college bar in the next county over hosted an early costume party. But I blended in. Everyone thought I had dressed like Wednesday Addams. But this is my everyday look. I blend in during Halloween season.

Spooky Season Makes It Easier To Kill

When I saw this drunk bimbo coed stumbling out of the bar, I knew she was the one. Easy prey. The bitch tried to get into her car but put the key in the wrong car. I watched her for a few minutes before I pretended to be an off-duty Uber driver and got her in my car. Serial killer Ted Bundy inspired me. The back of my car has no door handles on the inside. However, this coed seemed too drunk to realize it. She passed out in the back seat before I got her to her final destination.

She did not weigh much, so I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her to my underground dungeon like a sack of potatoes. Tied her up, stripped her naked and waited for her to wake up. Killer phone sex is not fun for me if you sleep through it. She seemed disoriented and confused. So, I explained what a dumb cunt she had been. And then I sexually mutilated her tits, cunt and ass. Destroyed all her holes with very sharp knives. Eventually, I dismembered her slowly and fed her limb by limb to the wild animals behind my house.

No one will know where to look for her. Perhaps, no one will even miss her. But I know that no one will find her if the do miss the dumb cunt.

Snuff Phone Sex call Made My Pussy Throb

I love snuff sex calls and I had an awesome one yesterday.  The fantasy was we were going to kidnap his pregnant girlfriend, cut the crotch fruit out of her and kill it then kill her.  he also wanted to play out a rape fantasy. we grabbed the bitch and he started to violate her every fucking hold.  he bit her tits and shoved a pipe in her pussy, her screams were exquisite. Then we cut the semen demon out and he banged it against the wall till its head exploded.  It made such a cool sound when it hit the wall. It was so bloody! Then it was her turn to go meet the semen demon on the other side. He took off his belt put it around her neck and strangled her till the light went out of her eyes. My pussy was so fucking wet after this call I had to get my vibrator out.

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Knife Play Phone Sex Cuts You To the Bone

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex cuts you to the bone with me. And I do mean that literally. This little sissy bitch found me on the dark web. And I guess he did not read all the details about me when he reached out to me on my burner cell to book me for some extreme cock and ball torture. I’m a sadistic bitch who sees very little value in a man’s junk, especially a sissy’s junk.

This loser paid a hefty sum for alone time with me. I brought my knife collection too. Honestly, no clue what he thought might occur during our session. He wanted me to peg his ass. And I explained pegging seemed a little too vanilla for someone who goes by the wicked butcher on the dark net. I am into extreme cock and ball torture sex. When I mentioned it felt more natural for me to neuter him, he acted like he did not know I was that wicked.

And he tried to get a refund. Nope. No refunds. And it’s in the fine print he signed online. I asked him if he was that dumb to think he paid a few grand to get pegged? That vanilla shit you can find anywhere for free. Most women will willingly peg a man’s ass and not even consider slicing the sissy’s balls off in the process. But I am not most women. Never will be either.

I am a Wicked Butcher, So No Vanilla Shit Ever With Me

When he tried to run for the door, I tossed a knife to hit him in his sissy ass. And that brought him to his knees. As he screamed in pain, I mocked him. His pain had only just begun. I dragged him to my medieval rack and bound him too it. And a few cranks had his body in a tortuous state. But that was my purpose. Even wiggling an inch would cause pain and maybe even break a bone. I turned on my camera. Perhaps along with the castration phone sex, I thought I might make an educational movie about what happens to dumb assess.

I did not even use a castration band. No mercy for a stupid apparently illiterate sissy bitch who did not understand what he paid me for. Always read bios before you pay a woman for anything. I cut his balls off and let him bleed all over my nice torture rack. I can hose the rack off.

But him? Well, he did not survive. He bled a lot, went into shock and had a heart attack, I think. Although cutting your balls off hurts and creates a decent blood loss if not cauterized quickly, that alone won’t kill you. So, he went out a pansy. He could not even handle some blood loss. Way in over his head. But not my problem anymore. I fed him to the wild animals.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Pegging Men’s Assholes Consume Me Most Days

rape phone sex fantasiesWomen enjoy rape phone sex fantasies too. However, my forced fantasies do not always involve women or young girls. I mostly harbor them for asshole men. For centuries men have acted like cavemen towards women. Not all men of course. And not even most men. I think most men in the world know how to treat a woman with respect and dignity. Or they can at least fake it in public settings. However, there remains still a percentage of cavemen who think women owe them sex. And those sorts of men I love to anally torture.

If I go out any weekend night to a bar, I can find men who need taught a lesson in how to treat women. Sometimes I simply peg or fist their ass into submission. And other times, I use castration phone sex to neuter the cavemen. Last night, I did both. Told you, I just felt in the mood to wreak havoc on a man’s sexual pleasure. Although, I do not consider myself a man hater, I do see myself as a punisher. If a man cannot behave, I show him how.

I Enjoy Putting Cavemen in Their Place

Danny made the mistake of acting like a tool at the bar last night. He sexually harassed me. Some men just think they can break a woman’s will. Or they think that when she says no it’s some sort of game. Danny did not get the memo that in 2024 women can reject a man’s advances if she wants. So, I let him think I caved to his persistence and wanted to blow him in the bathroom. As if any woman really wants to blow some caveman in a dirty ass bar bathroom.

I caught him off guard. My knife forced him to turn around so I could restrain his arms behind his back. Once I secured him, I pulled down his pants and I fucked his ass with a homemade dildo that I affixed shards of glass to with super glue. And that let me shred his ass. But I did not stop there because I felt in the mood to castrate him too. I gave him the reach around for some cock and ball torture sex. With one clean swipe, his worthless caveman balls fell to the ground, and he passed out on the floor.

I left him bleeding out on that dirty bar bathroom floor, just like he would have left me after he got what he wanted. Some one needs to put cavemen in their place. Might as well be me.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Was Fucking Hot

I had the best call ever. It dealt with two of my fetishes, cannibalism and breeding.  It was so fucking hot I was playing with my fucking pussy the whole time I was on the phone. So the fantasy was that he got m knocked up to cook and eat the crotch goblin once it arrived.  Once the little semen demon arrived.  Once it arrived we wanted to enjoy it a little first. The caller violated its little mouth with his huge cock. I started to stick my fingers in its little pussy and ass. The thing cried and cried.  I finally got up and found a nice roasting pan and turned on the oven. I put the little crotch fruit in there naked and screaming and shoved the pan into the oven. The more the thing screamed the wetter my pussy got. While it was screaming from being cooked alive we couldn’t take it anymore and started fucking on the floor to make a new toy. After a few minutes, the screams were quiet. The meat was the mot tender I have ever tasted.

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Knife play phone sex is where you find likeminded pervs

I found a nasty pervert who uses Knife play phone sex to find like mind birches. That’s because once he lures young sluts to his place he pulls his knife out. The fear in their eye makes your cock stiff. Once you get to have control over a young slut with your weapon at hand, you feel powerful. First you tie them up and I’m here to give you a hand. I learned growing up how fun it is to watch them struggle. Thinking they have a chance always makes it better. Usually that gets your cock stiff.

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After that you use the knife to cut all her clothes off. Feeling the knife so close to their skin puts the fear in them and makes them easy to manipulate. “Open your mouth” you say as you point the blade her direction. She opens her trembling mouth and right away you ram your cock in her mouth. Since she didn’t expect that she chokes and gags on your cock. “Come on eat my cock bitch” you grunt as you continue fucking her mouth. I know that is just the beginning.

Therefore, I understand and get ready to be able to join the abuse. You do need and accomplice and I was raised to be one. After your cock starts leaking you put the knife to her throat again. “Pick which hole you want me to use for my Rape phone sex fantasies” you say mischievously.  She didn’t want to choose but then you started to dig the knife into her slide a bit. Once she felt the sting from the knife cutting her, she was even more scared.

“Since you won’t choose I will” you say as you force her legs open and push your cock deep in her ass. While she screamed, you ripped her ass open. So, I just sat my cunt on her face like my uncle raised me to do when he torture fucked young sluts. Watching you rip her little ass open and smelling the blood dripping down reminded me of all the times my uncle would torture fuck slut. The rest of the night was spent with you playing with your knife to get the young slut to do whatever you want. 

My Master grants me the best Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is never wrong. Their cold dead flesh feels so right! My Master, the one who gave me this exciting life, knows exactly what I need to satisfy my cravings. There are so many different varieties From freshly picked to spoiled rotten. I do love the decay of death but I think my favorite is a nice, fresh one.

When the blood is still warm I can smear it all over my shaved pussy and fuck non stop. I love to ride a corpse and push my thumbs into their eyes until they gush out. To peel their dead flesh off with my teeth while I am cumming is a rush that is constantly on my mind. I know you like it too and I know you cravethe nastiest Bloody phone sex possible. Good thing I am such a snuff whore and we can wild together.

Let’s go into the catacombs and fall in love over and over again. I want us to completely lose ourselves in carnal lust. You know the dead deserve loving too. I know we fuck so good we will make their spirits cum just as hard as we do.

 My Master is so generous allowing me to indulge in my ultimate pleasure of fucking the dead. I always dreamed of breaking into a tomb of a family long dead and pull them out of their coffins to fondle and fuck the whole family. Nothing but bones at that point but it doesn’t matter I know I wont stop cumming and neither will you with Necrophilia Phone Sex!

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires More Skill Than Guns

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex always turns me on. Knives remain my best friends. They protect me. And the provide me with so much joy. People who kill with guns, I think are pussies. You just need good aim. And you don’t even need that if you get close to your victim. However, knives require skill. Knives make the fight more even too. Hunters bragging about their kills, I cannot stand. The animal did not stand a chance. They never saw you coming.

I like to look my prey in the eye as I stab them. Never animals though. I would never harm an animal. They make the best accomplices. Since I built my underground torture sex bunker, I rarely visit my kill shack anymore. But I felt nostalgic over the weekend.

My little shack in the woods that my grandfather left me allowed me to practice my knife skills. And allowed me to improve my disposal skills. In that cabin, I discovered that wildlife made the perfect accomplices. They ate my victims.

Knives Require Skill, Patience and Precision

So, this tool I drugged and took to my cabin allowed me to reminisce. My cabin remains off the grid. It served as my grandpa’s fishing cabin and kill shack too. They say the killer gene skips generations. I miss him so much. He taught me everyone I know about murder and torture. And doing both under the radar. No bodies, no crime. This guy I brought to my kill shack sexually assaulted a fellow Goth chick. And I could not let that slide. Hurt one of my own and I kill you.

When he woke up, I had him tied up. I read him his list of crimes, and then carved up his cock and balls. When I told him I thought he deserved castration phone sex, he pissed himself. Although he tried to apologize, nothing he said could make me change my mind. I did not plan on letting him live. But I just enjoy mutilating junk first.

Men get this look of horror on their faces when my knife gets close to their balls. I tortured his worthless cock and balls for hours before I slit his throat and tossed him to the bears and coyotes. Let this be a lesson men. I punish and kill sexual predators. I make the world safer for women.

Castration Phone Sex Bitch Loves to Take Your Balls

castration phone sexFriday nights I reserve for castration phone sex antics. I take ball busting to a new level. I think a man’s balls, as well as his dick, should be viewed as a privilege not an entitlement. And if you cannot use your junk properly, I revoke your privileges. I do not care about the average skank bar whore. However, if men mess with my fellow Goth chicks, or a woman pays me to get revenge on her assailant, I take a man’s balls.

I live in a college town. So, every bar could be considered a college bar. But my Goth bar gets a lot of college boys who think they can spike a Goth girl’s drink, and she will not know it. Most of the girls in this bar do not want anything to do with some clean cut, college boy from the suburbs. But some of those boys do not take no for an answer. And when that happens, I get revenge for the girl in the form of extreme cock and ball torture sex.

Trevor came into my Goth bar, and I watched him spike a girl’s drink. So, I distracted him, and switched her drink with mine. But I did not drink his spiked cocktail. But I did follow him home after he left alone because the girl, he thought he could fuck, never got drugged. I prayed he did not live in a dorm or frat house. Much harder to break in undetected in those places.

If You Cannot Use Your Cock and Balls Properly, I Will Remove Them For You

Bingo. He lives in a studio apartment alone. I followed him in, and he did not even notice until I was in his pad wielding a big knife. He appeared intoxicated just enough to make it easy for me to overpower him. I handcuffed him to a table leg and took his pants off. I read him his list of crimes and told him the punishment would be the loss of his balls. He did not seem too happy. I shoved his boxers in his mouth to shut him up.

I could have sterilized the knife and cauterized the wound, but he deserved a painful ball removal. Once I severed his balls, I removed the boxers from his mouth and shoved his balls in there instead. Carved the name of the girl he tried to assault on his cock. But he won’t be able to explore his rape phone sex fantasies ever again. If he survives of course. He might bleed out handcuffed to his dining room table.

Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night.

            Babysitter phone sex gets super nasty in the dark of night. Down on your fucking knees. Never disobey the babysitter. In fact, the punishment could be dire. As shown above torture is never out of the realm. Don’t think to blackmail me. I do have an accomplice.

            It’s a bloody big knife. Now you may be thinking that’s not a knife. Well, I have news for you. It most surely is. To be sure it is sharp and lethal. Don’t tell mom the babysitters’ dead. You could only dream. In the long run I will be the one doing the snuffing of life.

In fact, Torture sex is on the menu.Babysitter phone sex

            As has been noted, the pain is the pleasure for me at least. Among my many traits I don’t really care about little brats’ feelings. With this in mind, tie them up. As soon as I entered, the parents were gone. The torture begins. Immediately the toys are brought out.

            Unleashing my killer blood lust upon the innocent. Going to fuck ever single one of the little demons. With this in mind I wouldn’t say no to someone coming along and joining in.

            Ultimately the screams wet the pussy. Tingling through the body. Cum right alongside of me. Watch as my pussy squirts. From time to time using a whip on the wet covered bodies.

            Just to hear them scream.

The Snuff sex is orgasmic.

            There is nothing like the screams of agony. A throbbing cock thrusting into the lifeless body. The blade slipped silently to finish them. Blood pounding and draining. In due time the bodies collapse to the ground. To be sure the end is nye.

            In summary never mess with a demonic evil snuff queen like me. To be sure it will be deadly fun especially in the dark of night.