Category: Knife play phone sex

Faith Loves Blasphemy Sex

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Easter Sunday is my favorite time of year because that’s the day I love to get lost in blasphemy sex. It’s the day that I visit my old pastor from when I was a young girl. I’m laughing because that man still doesn’t know how to resist the forbidden fruit of my loins. He desperately tries to and I always see that look of terror on his face whenever I enter the church in my slutty little Easter dress, with no panties on underneath and take my usual seat at the front row. I love watching him sweat bullets up at the podium while he tries to focus on preaching about Jesus coming back from the dead and blah blah blah. I know what’s really rushing through his mind and body and that’s me. He knows that I’ll be the last one to leave the building and he knows that he won’t have the strength to say no to my young little cunt yet again. I sit there teasing him as he recites versus from the good book like a damn robot. I spread my legs a little and slip my hand up underneath my bible and begin to play. This is when he starts to peak whenever he gets a chance. I know he’s trying to control that raging hard-on happening behind that preachers stand, but I know him well enough to know that he’s just oozing pre-cum while he reads from the book of Matthew. I can’t wait to tell you how the rest of that Sunday played out for my poor old preacher.

I Love Accomplice Phone Sex

Accomplice Phone SexSometimes Daddy lets me go out with my friends to have a little fun. Tonight, I went out with a girlfriend and we had plans to be really really naughty. We stopped at a local dive a few towns over and picked out our mark. He was an out of towner in for work so he was just perfect. We drank and partied all night and at closing time we took him back to my house for a little fun. We started out taking a few shots and doing a line or two and then we undressed him. We sat him on the bed and we both got between his legs sucking on his massively hard cock. He was moaning loudly and rocking his hips back and forth. We knew he was close so as she continued blowing him, I reached for a blade and just as he started to blow his load, I cut his dick completely off. Blood and cum were flying through the air as he screamed in the background. It was so fucking hot that I almost orgasmed just watching it. Not done with him yet we secured his hands and feet to the bed and gagged him. We then took our sweet time as we cut his balls off and then continued to dismember him piece by piece. Once we were done, we looked at our work and it was so bloody that I put on a strap on and fucked her sweet hole as he breathed his last breath.

Evil Phone Sex Victim

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I was groomed for this victim lifestyle. I’ve been into it since I was a young girl and the more I experience predators, the deeper into it I am. Evil phone sex is like a playground for me and my like-minded lovers. Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about torturing, killing, brutalizing a sweet, innocent blonde like me? It’s okay if you do. I think it’s necessary to be honest about those desires and have some dark phone sex fun with a snuff slut. Do you like the sound of a whore crying while you stroke your sadistic cock? If so, then I’m your girl. I will plead and beg for you to stop and you’ll only get rougher with me won’t you? Do you ever just need to shout “shut the fuck up” to some dumb little cunt? Well, I welcome and encourage you to do so. That kind of verbal abuse only gets my cunt wetter for the rape fantasies the two of us are going to act out together. Imagine having your hands gripped around my throat as you pump my pussy and before you know it I’m gasping for my last breath and just as you’re about to cum, I’m gone.

Abduction Leads to Torture Sex

I was just out for a walk the other night, nothing unusual, I took some hallucinogenics and thought it was too claustrophobic inside and needed air. I was walking through an Large abandoned parking lot minding my own business when it went down. It was a warm night and I was wearing a thin shear dress like something Stevie Nicks would wear and was carrying my sweater close to my chest I was not prepared for what came next. A loud broken down car approached me with a guy missing his front teeth and wearing a bandanna around his forehead was trying to talk me into getting in his car. I told him I was fine and tried walking faster. He threw the front of the car in front of me and opened his door. Yanking my wrist with one arm and slashed me in the head with a bottle in his other I was knocked unconscious. I was shoved into the back of his loud junky car and he sped off as I tried pounding at the windows and screaming. There was a police car with an officer in the parking lot but he didn’t hear the commotion. I was fucked. This guy took me to his shack in some really dilapidated part of town that must have been condemned. Rats ans roaches were everywhere as he shoved me inside. He tied my wrists with a rough rope and put duct tape over my mouth. I had my dress, panties and bra sliced off of me as he shoved me on a filthy stinking mattress. I was being violated and sliced as he took his pleasure from and he continued with me through the next day. I bled, my body stung from the cuts and bruised up cunt, breasts and ass. I was butt naked but he was passed out and I crawled my way out as roaches crawled on me and rats were biting at me. I barely made it out the door when a dog came at me with his teeth bared.

Torture Sex

Lets slice her!

Her screams haunt me with pleasure. I have made many young girls scream. This one, however, is special. She is the one I think of when too long of a period has went by with no violent fun.

She was my first. Literally just for fun. Most girls that love kill, or torture started out doing it just to make some guy happy. I’m not that bitch. My very first time was solo, just for me. I can’t even tell you what was on my mind it was so incredibly fucking random. It wasn’t because I was pissed off or my feelings were hurt or because I had some underlying issues I hadn’t dealt with. It wasn’t even because I was bored. I can’t even say it was because I was horny because at that point in time, I had no clue that it would turn me on. I remember being so calm and just deciding I was going to do something new and different.

I think she was just lonely and wanted a friend. Just all chatty Kathy. I was shorter than her and slenderer. She probably could’ve kicked my ass if she had tried. She wasn’t afraid of me not one bit. However, she was afraid of my knife. I still have that same knife. It came out of the butcher block in my mom’s kitchen. It’s the one thing I cannot part with even though I know it’s a horrible idea to keep souvenirs.

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Anyways she still haunts me. Right now, while we are all kind of stuck at home with this stupid fucking coronavirus. She is the one I think of. Specifically, her screams. Though screams gave me the ultimate orgasm. I seriously fucking came without ever touching myself.
If I am honest out of all of my “experiences” she was the sloppiest the one that should’ve gotten me caught. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. Three years later I went back, after learning a whole lot more, and set fire to that entire area. There wasn’t much left of her except for a few random bones. Now the only thing left is the haunting of her screams. I can hear them so clearly, even now. It’s like beautiful music to my cunt….

It’s a Bloody Date

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I’m really nervous about talking to J. tonight. He’s into some very extreme kinds of knife and needle play. The last time that I saw him I wasn’t myself for weeks. When I told him that I was concerned about being pushed too hard he just told me that recovery wouldn’t be an issue after this session. I asked him what he meant and he told me that not everyone recovers every time. I knew right then that he planned on cutting into me in a fatal way. I can see him towering above me now. I will suffer while he dismantles me one last time.
I’ve been his bloody phone sex torture whore for some time now. I feel the warmth rushing through my skin. The need to bleed for him ignites my entire being. Hurt me, please. I’ll beg to take it. I’ll beg for his blades all the way down into my grave. I’ll take the deep twisted ways that he chooses to bleed me out. Can you imagine being the one that will drain my life completely? You better act quickly. My life now has an expiration date. Take me out and fulfill your dark needs now.

Snuff Porn Sex is Still Possible

snuff phone sexThis snuff phone sex bitch has isolating down to an art form. It is easy for me. I don’t have boyfriends. I don’t have family. I don’t have friends and I work from home. I can go days without seeing anyone. I can go months too. I don’t need human contact. I prefer to be alone. The only problem is I like to kill. Now that I can’t hunt at malls or bars, I am left with finding prey online. That is what I did last night. I found some desperate loser in need of pussy and so desperate for it, his better judgement was out the window. He has a thing for Goth girls. And that thing for girls like me got him killed and castrated. I spiked his drink. He wanted to get down and dirty from the get-go. Eww. He was short, dumpy and not attractive. He thought that after a week of self-isolating I was that desperate for cock. I would never be that desperate for cock. Never ever that desperate. The spiked drink kicked in fast. He was going to be a fun kill. One I would take slowly and savor. In these times, I don’t know how easy it will be to find another jackass loser like this one. I castrated him first. I waited until he came too, so he could feel me slicing his balls off. Then I cut his dick off. I didn’t just slice it off either. I skinned his dick first, then I cut tiny bits off until he was a bloody stump. He kept passing out from the pain. I ended up stapling his eye lids open and sticking smelling salt up his nose. I then slice him open like he was a dead cadaver. I was making some sick snuff porn and getting fucking wet. He died while I was playing with his insides. He went too quickly. I didn’t have the intense satisfaction for death that I normally get. I guess I am back on the hunt for another stupid loser tonight.

Snuff Sex Evil Bitch Strikes again, and again!

snuff sexI am a snuff sex junkie. I love men who have no idea just what they have gotten into. I am going to make this a long drawn out painful process that keeps that dick hard for me as I tempt you with my sweet virgin cunnies. I will destroy him piece by piece… Make no mistake I will have his dick and balls as my supper. I am a young goth killer and cannibal. “I am the extreme that makes your nightmares tame,” I whisper in his ear. “I adore in pathetic men like you who only used that battery sized dick for the small innocent victims. And my favorite part is when you come willingly to have them removed by you evil bitch Jezabel!” The last thing he sees is an army of men fucking his daughter and wife. And a big butcher knife plunging into those hearts! I wheel the gurney to the cremation chamber and he burns alive. He is you! And you are he! Dare to fuck with this accomplice whore, you might get more than you bargained for!

It’s Snuff Porn Times

snuff pornIt is snuff porn time. There are a ton more fucking idiots in the world now than ever. Social distancing? I have been doing that all my life. Not because I am afraid of a virus. I just hate people and want them as far away from me as possible. That’s the truth. The world is full of stupid fucks and dumb cunts. I was out hunting over the weekend. I needed to kill. I was just looking for the stupidest fucks around and that was easier than I thought. I found these two college bimbos teetering down Main street in their heels. Drunk off their asses and it wasn’t even noon yet. St Patrick’s Day festivities. No one practicing social distancing. The world will not miss two dumb college sluts. I offered them a ride. They asked if I was their Uber. Of course, I said yes. They were too drunk to question anything. The cunts passed out in the back of my car. When they woke up, they were tied spread eagle to dirty beds in a rustic cabin in the middle of nowhere. They were still drunk off their asses. They thought this was a joke. They realized it was snuff sex soon enough. I carved them up slowly. I wanted a slow death. One they would feel. I sliced off their whore titties. I stabbed their bald cunts. I even stabbed their bleached assholes. These young dumb cunts were plastic. Fake tits. Spray on tans. Henna tattoos. Botox. So young, yet so vain. They died ugly. I scraped off their fake tans with a sharp knife. I cut off their fake tits. I slashed their botox faces. I cut out their assholes and aborted their internal girl parts. Dead cunts. No one will miss them. Don’t worry. I used hand sanitizer afterwards.

Mutilated Slut

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I’ve decided to take my dark and twisted fantasies to the ultimate level. I’m going far beyond mutilation phone sex. It’s time to let my sadistic lover have his fun taking me out. He’s been cutting pieces of my flesh off day by day. He promised to flay me and cook me up one slice at a time while I’m still alive. I just know he’ll feed me to myself as he slices away my life. Why does it make my pussy so wet thinking about him mutilating me before he ends it all. I’ve been cumming like crazy thinking about him removing parts of me while he leads me to death.
I know it really excites him too. He gets so breathless when he jacks off over my bound body. He slams his hard cock into my cunt while he digs the knife in and takes pieces of me while fucking me senseless. I can not wait to give him my life. I just know that he’ll fuck my corpse too, after he finishes me off. He tells me He’s going to use me once I’m gone. The thought of being fucked after death makes me so damn wet.