Category: Knife play phone sex

Snuff Sex Is My Favorite

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Have you ever found yourself thinking about the ultimate taboo subject? You know what I’m talking about – snuff sex. I know a lot of people might think that’s weird, but I don’t. I’m a submissive girl and I love the thought of someone literally fucking me to death. It’s the most amazing way of surrendering to your lover. I sometimes masturbate while I think about someone fucking me from behind and wrapping his hands right around my throat. As he starts to fuck me harder, he starts to squeeze harder. I can’t breathe very well, but I don’t care because his dick is making me feel so good.
In my fantasy, he squeezes until I pass out but I’m still alive. When I wake up, he fucks me again and again. Every time, a different position. But every time, he squeezes until I lose consciousness. Every time I wake up, I’m surprised that I’m still alive and finally I tell my lover to put his hands around my throat and squeeze until I completely stop breathing. I want to give him the ultimate gift of my life. If reading that made your dick hard, pick up the phone and call me.

Can You Survive Castration Phone Sex?

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You’re a Masochist coming to this castration phone sex Seducer. Your dick is in my hands and I have the sharpest big Butcher knife at the tip of your penis. I smile and tell you that I want the thinnest cuts of Carpaccio! A thin raw Italian meat. Your dick is big enough to make me a delightful breakfast! Slice by slice the pain sears through you. You rattle your shackles and scream. No one can hear you bitch! Your cock is going to be tortured and sliced paper-thin for hours. The blood doesn’t bother me as I tie a big thick rubber band around the base and clip your balls off with garden shears. This isn’t just castration, its penis mutilation, and cock cutting! Near the base, you keep passing out. And you awake to the soldering iron as I finish you up. I left you alive with a pee tube. You are a mutant and will never get hard again. But you will be a nice hole for these huge cocks I have coming in so they can prolapse your ass! My work is never done as I drizzle olive oil on your slices of cock and gulp them down!

I Get Off Being Daddy’s Accomplice

Accomplice Phone Sex SierraAnother of Daddy’s customers has been refusing to pay and daddy has sat back and watched as he is living the good life. Partying it up with lots of strippers and lots of drugs. Daddy will ask a few times and then send a goon to try to convince him, but nothing seems to sway this dude to pay up. So, when daddy is at the end he always sends in his tried and true, me. Very few men can resist me, and daddy was really pissed. The guy has a young son who frequents an after hours off the book’s kind of party, so I got all dressed up in my slutty best and went. I spotted the guy, all coked up and drunk as hell. I started making my move and soon I was driving him back to our place. We went in and started fooling around. I let him suck on my big tits and lick my juicy wet pussy. Then I got on my knees and started blowing the guy. I actually gave him quite an impressive blow job. I licked his balls, putting his sack into my mouth and playing with them with my tongue. Then I licked his hard cock, gently from the base to the head. When I tasted that pre-cum, I took him in deeper and he grabbed my head and started throat fucking me. Just as he was starting to cum daddy came from behind grabbed him and cut that dick off. He was in midstream and his cum landed all over my face. He screamed and blood flowed. Daddy handed him a cloth and some ice and his dick and told him to tell his daddy to pay up or next he would be sending his wives pussy back to him. He left and me and daddy were so turned on that he grabbed me and threw me down on the puddle of blood and fucked me so hard. It was one of the best orgasms I have had in a while. I kind of hope he does not pay. I would enjoy cutting off her pussy.

Torture Phone Sex is Therapeutic

torture phone sexWe could all use a little torture phone sex right now. Inflicting pain is therapeutic. Let us hunt for a victim that we can work our anger issues out on together. The world is full of useless cunts and pricks. Hell, you may be one of them. I met this guy at the grocery store. Meet is too strong of a word. He was all up in my personal space with no mask. He tried to hit on me. Got right up in my face like there is no pandemic and gave me a lame come on. I told him to back off and tried to kiss me. The mother fucker tried to kiss me. For a quick moment, I thought about gutting him like a pig in aisle 7. I wanted this mother fucker dead. Natural selection would kill him sooner or later, but I wanted to speed up the process. I followed him out to the parking lot and gave him my address. The look on his face was priceless. He thought he was getting lucky with a Goth girl. Nope. He was getting sliced and diced. He was getting torture sex. I drugged his whisky and while he was passed out, I dragged his body onto a sheet of plastic. I did not want his blood on my floors. Normally, I kill and maim in my cabin in the woods, but these are not normal times. I was impulsive, which I never am, but this asshole needed taught a lesson. I did not kill him. I castrated him. I took his nuts. I used a rusty blade and I waited before I cauterized the wound. He bled like a stuck pig. He was awake for it thankfully. I like to torture when my victim can feel it. I am a sick bitch. I had him tied down, so he would not escape. I neutered the bastard. Just like I will neuter you if you come at me like a dog in heat. Castration phone sex is my favorite hobby.

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Bloody Phone Sex Victim

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You may not believe this, but I’ve recently discovered the thrill in using fake blood on my snuff calls, because it really gets me in the mood. Especially for those bloody phone sex calls. I just bought two new gallons of costume blood because I love drenching my body in it while we play out a crime scene together. I love the feeling of that oozing gooey blood red liquid all over my tits while I’m begging for you to spare my life. I especially love it when my roommates come home to find me in a pool of fake blood. With all that said, I’m really looking forward to some bloody massacre type calls, where you show me know mercy and use every torture device you can think of on my sweet innocent young body. The more violent you become, the more of my blood I’ll use, as we get off together. Don’t hold back and don’t be afraid to get rough. I prefer it that way and the bloodier the better.

In the Mood to Explore Violent Phone Sex Fantasies

violent phone sexDo you have violent phone sex fantasies? I know I do. I love blood and gore. I enjoy inflicting pain. I have been benched lately because of this stupid virus. Not that I stay home like a monk, but I must be careful. There are not enough people out, so I do not blend in like usual. Crime is lower right now, so I do not want to be seen near a crime or a missing person. It is a challenge for me. I kill and mutilate fucktards and brats often. It is therapeutic. I bet you can relate. I am jonesing to plunge a knife into the tender flesh of a little one or some sanctimonious cunt. Brats are germy, soul sucking parasites. Grown ass bitches are self-entitled mean girls. Here is the thing though. I get off on killing but it is a waste. It is like killing a deer and not eating the meat. That is where you come in. You can devour the little flesh before I end her life. Or his life if that is your thing. It is just more satisfying to kill with an accomplice phone sex partner. It is like killing two birds with one stone. I get to kill and satisfy my addiction to thinning the herd and you get to force fuck something very young you have long lusted after. I got your back. I will not rat you out. I will clean up the DNA and I will dispose of the lifeless body. Let us turn your violent fantasies into violent realities.

Babysitter Phone Sex From Hell

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You were hired by my parents to babysit me which I assumed was going to be an evening of board games and movies, but you had other plans in mind, didn’t you? For starters you relocated me to an unknown location, where my parents are to never see or find me again. At this location there is a basement that you keep me in. It’s your own little playground of torture and fun and my living nightmare. You visit me there every night and sometimes throughout the day as well. I tremble every time I her your footsteps because I know that nothing but horror and pain awaits me. Over there in the corner is a table where you like to display all of your favorite torture devices, even though you have a lot more upstairs. It’s like this ritual act every time you decide to introduce a new one to me, because you enjoy the look of fear on my face throughout the process. Well I can’t take this fear and panic any more! I want you to end my life and end this terror once and for all!

Much Deserved Torture Sex

Torture sexI was tied up, it all happened so quickly. I came to serve the Master. He told me he had a surprise. I thought he had found our newest victim. It was unexpected when he grabbed me and dragged me into the dungeon. My legs sliding, scraping against the cold stony ground. My hands tied together and placed on a hook leaving me to hang, the smell of death in the air. I truly thought today was the day my value ran out. That I was about to be disposed of, I was actually getting a little excited. When Master turned around with a sharp blade I imagined it being thrust in and out of me. However, he had different plans. He took the blade and cupped my breast with his free hand and began to carve into my skins. It stung and I tried my best not to whimper as I knew it would upset him, but I just couldn’t help it. Each new cut was done purposely to cause pain. Master was branding me, he wanted the mark to remain as a scar for the rest of my days so he needed it to be deep and to hurt. For my whimpering, though he decided to make me really scream. With the same blade, he brought it down to my pussy the cool sharp point pressed against my clit. Slowly piercing it the pain was unbearable. The more I scream the more he made it hurt until he was fucking the blade into my cunt, screaming at me to keep going, to fuck his blade. There was a bright puddle of blood collecting on the ground by the time I was cut down, still in pain even now, but still can’t stop touching myself.

Looking for a Partner for My Young Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI hope you have rape phone sex fantasies. I want to destroy some little holes. This lock down shit has me going darker than I ever go and I go dark. I was going stir crazy in the house over the weekend. I hopped in my car and went for a ride. The city was like some post apoplectic ghost town. No one was on the streets. I kept driving. I was hunting. Hunting sweet young flesh.  I just kept driving. By this time, I was a few counties away. I had driven into the sticks. I was in redneck country. A bunch of inbred dirty brats running around all over the place. No one social distancing. No one paying attention to their spawn they had with their first cousin. Too busy cooking meth in their sheds lol. I snatched a little brat up and we drove off into the sunset. A cute little blonde. She was dirty from playing on the dusty dirt road. I drove her to my kill shack. It is in the hills where inbred Wrong Turn mother fuckers make moonshine and hide from the law. Any crime I commit is blamed on them. My little shack is hidden well and off the beaten path. It looks abandoned to keep suspicion off me. It is not registered. No deed but been in my family for decades. Use to be the love shack where the men in the family took their paid whores and killed them. Now, I take little brats there and mutilate their little parts. This little cunt didn’t stand a chance against a snuff sex queen like me. I stabbed her cunt with a knife. I fisted her gaping bloody hole until my hand came out her belly.  I chopped her up and tossed her to the coyotes. Then I got back in my car and looked for another one. Just wished you were with me. 

Snuff Sex on My Mind

snuff sexSnuff sex is always on my mind. Right now, however, it is on my mind even more. Stupid people are multiplying and spreading faster than this damn virus. I was at the store trying to get some damn toilet paper like everyone else. This stupid cunt had her cart full of what appeared to be all the toilet paper in the store. Others were asking for one package and she was giving flippant responses. She was a Paris Hilton looking skinny spoiled bitch. She screamed rich bitch entitled whore. No one would miss her. I watched her put her loot into her new Escalade. I followed her home. I needed to know where she lived. She lived in a mansion. She represents what is wrong with this world. Nothing I hate more than self-entitled cunts who think the world owes them and that they are better than the rest of us. She was likely rich from the labor of others. The sugar baby, gfe vacuous type who gets men to pay her way in life. I had to reel in my hatred for her. It was broad daylight and I did not want to kill her in her home. I decided to hunt her at night. A hot bitch like that would be going out. I waited. I stalked her. I prevented her from draining the pockets of a man like you. I ran her off the road, hit her on the head and took her to my cabin the woods. She had some choice words for me, but I dished it right back. I let her know it was too late to redeem herself. I told her she was dying because she is a self-entitled cunt. Then I stabbed her in the stomach and cut up to her sternum. It is painful, but a slow death. I played with her internal organs and stuck my hand through her cunt from the inside. She screamed in pain, which aroused me. I know, I am a sick bitch. She finally died. Quicker than I had hoped. There are more pretty cunts like her, so next time I will do better. Maybe you will join me?