Category: Knife play phone sex

Deadly Violent Phone Sex

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I knew how utterly dangerous he was when we met. It was the amber gaze of sin that broke me, and I didn’t care what he did with me, I would consent. His teeth grazed over my skin like a threat or a promise when he punched himself inside of my cunt. Each stab of his stone-hard cock brought me closer and closer to coming, but he wasn’t going to let me have it that easy. Pleasure comes at the cost of pain.

“Your life is mine” he told me, and it was true. I knew that he was capable of ending my life at any time, and I wanted him like nothing on this earth. He growled and snarled and held a death grip on my throat, battering my pussy with his punishing thrusts. Feeling his fingers cutting into my skin, marking me in a purple choker collar of bruises, I dripped all over his sadistic cock. I ached for him to choke the life out of me and leave me with his seed inside my dead cunt. He wasn’t merciful enough to take my life. Why do that when he could kill me slowly in violent phone sex?

Making Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornI was hired for a teen rape porn. No. I was not the star. I am never a victim even though some stupid asshole calls me weekly and thinks he can make me pant like a dog or force fuck me. That shit never flies with me. I put myself on the dark net as a director for private films. Men have been hiring me during this pandemic for all sorts of kinky films. The one I made this weekend was extremely taboo because the man hired me to kill his own daughter. The kicker. She was pregnant with his spawn. Daddy could not just jack off to rape phone sex fantasies about his princess. He force fucked her one night and the next month there was proof of his bad deed. I had to make her death look random. He also needed me to make sure the body was never found because they can test DNA even after death. She was fun. Not easy either. She was fighting for two. When she gave me a good fight, I caught her off guard when I played the recording of her daddy ordering her death. The shock let me get the upper hand back. I had her restrained. Cute little thing. I could see why her daddy wanted to fuck her. Tiny, young waif. No doubt her cunt was super tight. Too bad I had to snuff her out. I could get a primo price selling her to flesh traffickers. That is when I spun the wheels. I made a few calls. I killed a look a like slut. A used up slut who could no longer bring my flesh dealer top dollar. So, we traded. I profited off two teen whores. I took care of each man’s girl troubles. My client’s princess is on her way to being fuck meat for rich foreign men. She well birth that brat and the brat will be sold too. She will never make it back to the US, so I was confident telling him she is gone for good. I gave him a snuff porn with a lookalike being slaughtered and dismembered. With all that blood, he would never be able to recognize his sweet princes.

Knife Play Phone Sex With Faith

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 I couldn’t see him enter the room, but I could hear the footsteps and the sound of him sharpening his favorite blade. A moment later, the cold metal pressed into my hip, and his blade sliced my panties, letting them fall to the floor. “Open your whore legs!” He commanded. “You better not let it fall out of your whore hole.”

 I squeezed my muscles around it, and then I felt him dragging a sizeable serrated blade across my body. I shivered, but I longed for it too. He must have noticed because he flipped the blade’s tip to my shoulder and smashed it in; he continued until he hit bone. He did it again and again. The room smelled of copper and heat, and my wicked cunt was soaked. The blood ran down my skin and mixed with my juices. “You’re wet? Christ, you’re a fucked up bitch, Faith,” he said. My sadistic master removed my blindfold and started to feed me my blood off of his hands. He pulled the blade out from my pussy, and turned it blade in, and fucked me with the sharp thick knife, right in my cunt. I cried out in sheer ecstasy.

Knife Play Phone Sex for My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex because knives are my weapon of choice. There are so many more uses for a knife than any other weapon. Plus, knives take skill. Anyone with semi-decent aim can shoot a person and kill him or her instantly. Where is the fun in that though? I like the hunt. I enjoy the kill. To fully enjoy any kill, I need it to be prolonged. A bullet to the head and he or she is dead. A knife wound though, well that can take an eternity to bring your victim to his or her demise. Knives have many more uses too. That is why they are my first choice when it comes to weapons of destruction. Knife play phone sex is my favorite for a reason. So many more ways to kill, maim and torture. A gun, not so much variety. I guess you could hit some one in the head with the gun and you could shoot some non-fatal areas like feet and arms to drag out the pain. If you want your victim to endure pain for hours, even days, a knife should be your weapon of choice too. Let me tell you about my victims this week. I was an equal opportunity killer. I killed a young cunt and a 40 something year old predator. Let us start with the girl. She was a young cock tease. She looked like one of those beauty pageant girls. I called her Little Miss Sunshine. She did not look so good once I was done with her because I used my knives to destroy her body. I carved her flesh. I stabbed her cunt. I slit her wrists. I cut off her beautiful blonde locks she was so proud of. I bloodied her little body. Pure torture with a variety of knives. She screamed for hours. And once she died, I used a big ass knife to decapitate her and dismember her little limbs. Now, for the old pervert. I used my weapon of choice to castrate him. I took his balls first then I cut his entire body. Little slits in his flesh head to toe. Then, I coated his body in honey and left him outside for the animals to eat alive. Knife play phone sex is just so much more fun than any other weapon. I love my knives. Knives make torture and murder more fun and turn killing into an art form. What is your weapon of choice and who is your victim of choice?

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Mutilation Phone Sex Fuels My Love Of Flaying

Mutilation Phone SexMutilation phone sex is something I excel at for a reason. The little fairy tales I play with you are all based off of the evil things I’ve done. You need to understand that I’m a sadistic bitch straight from the depths of hell, and nothing makes my ghoulish cunt wetter than mutilating a useless meat sack with a flaying knife.That’s the weapon of my choice.

I was hunting in the early hours as an absolute favorite treat of mine is the capture of joggers. Be fucking real, no one willingly puts themselves through the hell that is running unless they love to be tortured. I always pull the same stunt. I act injured, posing as a fellow jogger. I beg to use their cell phone. When those pathetic fucks hand it over, I smash it with a hard stomp; they’re lucky it wasn’t their head! I overpower them in an instant, catching them off guard, and slipping a syringe into an artery so they go night night until it’s really play time.

This is the part I get my inspiration for our mutilation phone sex sessions. I take my new toys home, and put them in my special playroom. The one I caught this morning was a nice, strong handsome one. He had tried to take advantage of me when he found me hurt. Bad move, pig. I pulled out my fish flaying knife, and circle my catch. I’m naked, rubbing my cunt to the thought of what was in store for him. He woke up screaming as I peeled away strip after strip of skin from his back.

Yeah, I was going to skin him alive for trying to violate mine. Piece by piece I took him apart, avoiding arteries and major organs. When I finished cutting him to pieces, to the point he was still breathing and barely bleeding, I sprayed that motherfucking rack of ribs down with a saltwater bath. His screams were sweet music to my ears.

I kept him like that for three days, until his pathetic wimperings became irksome. I left him in a room with two dozen hungry rats. I’d be back in a week to collect my sweet pets while I pick my teeth with his bones. Do you understand why I love mutilation phone sex now? I’m a true sadistic bitch.
Mutilation Phone Sex

Cock and Ball Pain ending in Castration phone sex

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I would love to torture your cock not just any torture either. The slow destructive kind that ends up with your balls and cock in a mince meat pile on the floor. Some nice sharp heated wires threaded through your balls makes my cunt ache so bad. 

You want me to hurt your dick? That I will. Three long nails what they used to crucify Jesus shoved through your dick. Just call you porcupine dick. Driving each nail through your hard cock. The blood spill would be enough and seeing you in agonizing pain. But I want more. I want to take the pliers and pull every tooth out of your mouth.

You will have a bloody gapping mouth that will be perfect to such my accomplices cock with. Oh and to suck my clit with too! Bloody mouth full of pussy and cock, you like the sound of that? Well I like the sound of your gargling your own blood as I take a hammer and concrete block to be each of your nuts. Smash them like grapes or eye balls.. oh that gives me an idea.

Let this bitch of darkness gouge out each pretty eye and smash them too. After I will slowly dismember you and cook you in my big oven. Your blood is on my hands and it makes my pussy squirt!

Knife play phone sex whore

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I’ve been told that I have a very twisted imagination. I get turned on by things that most other sluts wouldn’t dare even talk about. My wildest fantasy is for someone to turn this nasty knife play phone sex slut into a real snuffed out gutter whore! I want to be gutted and have my hollowed out corpse fucked and shot full of cum! I dream of finding a guy dark enough to watch and stroke his cock as I cut myself open for him. I’ll make him bite my nipples off as I gash holes into my slut stomach for him to fuck. I’ll be his little pain slut and slowly pull my own intestines out as I finger my blood soaked cunt for him. I want to make my pathetic pussy cum for him as he watches the last signs of life slip away from me. Are you ready to fuck my holes and drain your balls into me until I get cold and stiff? Then, toss me to the side as you go lure in your next torture slut. I’ll be the hottest little snuff princess you’ve ever seen!

 

Suffocation Phone Sex Cunt

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When guys call me for snuff fantasies it’s usually about me being strangled with his bare hands or stabbed and cut up. But the other day, I got a suffocation phone sex call and let me tell you, that REALLY made my pussy wet. It actually started out as a normal call and he told me he wanted to get on top of me and fuck me. I was thinking that it was just going to be a boring call, but then he said he was reaching for the pillow that was next to my head. I thought he was going to put it under my hips, but that’s not what he did at all.

He took the pillow and put it over my face. I thought he was joking but then he pressed down harder as I struggled back and forth. The more I struggled, the harder he fucked me. It hurt so much at first, but then things started to feel peaceful. I think he emptied his cum inside me just about the time I took my last breath. Do you have a suffocation fantasy or maybe you just want to hear more about my call? Call me so we can play!

Sharing Torture Sex Techniques

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I have a new torture sex caller. I may be a little more hardcore and sadistic than he is used too, but we had fun talking about our favorite subjects. Unlike some callers, he did not expect me to be something I was not. I had two guys today who called me thinking I was a submissive bitch. Never. I cannot even pretend to be submissive or a girlfriend. Just not who I am. I am a sadistic. I enjoy torture. Inflicting pain gets me off. My sexy caller and I swapped techniques for torturing male subjects. His experiences are more sensual than mine, but I enjoyed hearing what he does to a young male subject. Before I became a professional taboo phone sex sadistic, I was a dominatrix. Men and even some women paid me for pain infliction, cock and ball torture, even castration. I love to crush balls. I enjoy using sounding devices too. I have an array of instruments I use to torture a naked male body. Knifes will always be my favorite. I can cut, slice, stab and gut with a knife. I use cigarettes, cigar and blow torches too because burning flesh is so much fun. Then I have a variety of other tools for inflicting pain. Pins to pierce the scrotum and nipples.  Bio Freeze for your cuts and pee hole. Large dildos and speculums for your asshole. Ropes and handcuffs and a spreader bar to bind you. I have vibrators and cattle prods, even a few tasers to shock you. My entire house is full of torture devices to crush balls, cut off cocks and kill men. I get sexual pleasure through your pain. I do not need men for romance or sex. I just need them for torture and amusement. Killing and torturing men is my happy place.

Addicted To Snuff Porn

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I’ve found myself looking up snuff porn lately and I’ve been so excited by all the things I’ve found. I used to think that I was only turned on by strangulation snuff, but my eyes have been opened to a whole new world of sinister things. I didn’t know I could be turned on by the thought of someone being eviscerated. Who knew?! Just the thought of someone being completely ripped open, blood gushing everywhere…that’s pretty fucking sexy and I wish I’d found out that I love it sooner than I did. But now that I know I love it, I want you to call me and turn ME into the victim.

Imagine this: You have me all tied up to your bed, with a ball gag in my mouth. I keep trying to scream but you tell me that my attempts are futile and that this only has one ending for me. You climb up between my legs, knife in hand. You push your giant cock into my cunt and start fucking me. While you’re thrusting, you run the edge of the knife over my stomach and slice me a little. As you get closer and closer to orgasm, the cuts become deeper. Do you want to hear the rest?