Category: Knife play phone sex

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?

My Knife, Your Balls

Castration phone sex is what you fucking deserve. I see the way you look at those little girls and perverts like you need your nuts cut off, and sadistic like me love to taunt you with that sweet fuck meat and turn the game on you. I like to make you think you will get to do what all those fantasies you have with that young sweet thing. But you see, I’m really hating on perverts today and I think I’d rather turn the little slut into a hopeful sadistic. I want her to become as sick and twisted as me and making her watch what I do to you with my big knife will be something that will traumatize or inspire her. If she is of the right kind of cloth she will be inspired. If she is a worthless little whiny brat… well then there is only one way to go. I don’t need some brat ratting me out, instead I just call up my guys and let them party with her writhing little corpse. Well she will be alive for most of the torture. To have her little slit ripped up and that puckered ass destroyed. She’ll bleed out, I don’t want them to be easy on her, she does’t deserve that, and you don’t deserve to keep your balls… unless, of course you pay me off. Gratuities accepted and your balls will stay intact.

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Snuff Porn at Church

snuff pornI was in the mood to make snuff porn. Perhaps it is all the horror films I have been watching on Shudder or maybe its just my nature. All I knew was that I had to get out of the house and kill something. Kill something young and tender. I got in my car and drove around. My town was a ghost town. No one out. Hunting is challenging because nothing is open. My usual hunting grounds are empty like malls and public parks. I can’t leave the state without my license plate being recorded. I could, however, leave the county. I drove three hours to this city with a crazy pastor saying God will protect him and his congregation Stupid fucks like that are breeders. I knew there would be brats there. I am a blasphemy sex bitch anyway. I have no problem killing on so called holy ground. The world needs one less Bible thumper in the world anyway, don’t you agree? I mean the God fanatics are out in droves and their little crotch fruit will grow up to be just like them. I grabbed a little angel who was in the hallway by herself. She wondered off, I guess. I suffocated her just enough so she would pass out. I put her in my trunk and took her to the woods behind the church. I made it look like a satanic sacrifice. Hail Satan. I mean these are some end of times. I put her in the middle of a pentagon and cut her open. Sliced her tender flesh. Fucked her tiny holes and dismembered her. It was a bloody hell of a scene, but I worked out some aggression and maybe taught those bible thumpers a lesson about having church in the midst of a worldwide pandemic.

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.