Category: Knife play phone sex

Abducted for snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sex My best friend and I were abducted at knife point and thrown into the back of the van where we were forced to have filthy snuff phone sex together all night long. Master knows that two whores are way better than one, that’s why he wanted me and my Mom as a double trouble duo. We have been working the phones together all night, making horny bastards have back to back orgasms and cumming non-stop. Things have gotten bloody, disgusting and every bit kinky. I really have been going crazy as i’ve been getting fucked and eating my bestie’s pussy. Master shoved a ball gag down my throat because he was fuckin sick and tired of hearing me moan. He bent me over his knee and used his bare hands to spank my sexy ass. I have welted red marks all over my skin, he fucked me up! We’re here waiting to be used and abused some more, we cannot get enough. Anything to please our Master.

Christmas Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexChristmas castration phone sex season is my favorite time of year. I think the holidays bring out the worst in men and when that happens, I am there with my knife to teach them a permanent lesson in holiday cheer. I was at the mall over the weekend. Still plenty of time left for holiday shopping. No need to be a dick, but this guy was. I had the last new iPhone in my hand from the Apple store. This jackass grabbed it from me and said he needed it more. It was a fucking phone and this jack ass stole it right out of my hands. Well, that didn’t set well with me. That kind of behavior required a lesson. I followed him to his car, placed my knife against his rib cage, and forced him in his car. I handcuffed him once he was in the back seat. I drove him to a no tell motel where crack whores and junkies hang out. The motel desk clerk is a junkie himself. I gave him an 8 ball to forget he ever saw me. I took room 69 because I thought it was funny. This Grinch was not getting anywhere near my pussy or any pussy ever again. I could have given him some whiskey. But I wanted him to feel the pain of a jagged edge slicing off his balls. This hotel was damp, dark and disgusting. I shoved a ball gag in his mouth and stripped him naked. I saw the fear in his eyes. He peed the dirty bed out of that fear. I laughed as I sliced his balls off. He bled on the dirty bed. I tossed his balls in the corner of the room and watched as the cockroaches descended on his severed balls for a feast. I left him there bleeding out. On my way out, I knocked on a crack head’s door and told him the guy in room 69 needed a fix. I’m sure that loser is now a permanent resident of the junkie hotel. Maybe next time he will think before being a dick.

Snuffed Out by Step Sister


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Never in a million years did I imagine my sweet step sister would turn on me, and torture this tight teen slit. She just became a freshman, and I managed to get her onto the cheerleading squad. She is a very sucky cheerleader, but I have been trying to help her. This year our squad was chosen to go to a very big cheer competition, and everyone is working their asses off to make sure we win. As captain I have to make some tough decisions, and I truly felt that she was holding the squad back because of he incompetence. When we got home from school I pulled her into the kitchen to let her know it was nothing personal but the squad just really wanted to win that competition, and we were not going to be able to do that with her still cheering with us. Surprisingly she reacted very well, and even offered me a drink! Well I drank more than I probably should have, and I got very light headed. I went up to lay down, but never made it passed the living room. I remember seeing her face laughing at me, and telling me she was the captain not. I remember her slicing my clothes of, and cutting my skin while she cut. I remember her rubbing the blood on my pussy and nipples, and telling me she was going to snuff out all of her problems, starting with me. She fucked me with a drill, shredding my tight wet teen pussy, and then she slit my throat. She left me on the couch to die, to bleed to death naked, intoxicated, and possibly drugged, and all because I kicked her off of the cheer squad. I tried to scream for help, but it just made the blood gush even more. So, I gave up fighting, and the world went dark.

Snuff Porn Dreams

I touched my little cunt while thinking about him shredding my whole body with nothing but his hand. I grew up on horror movies because they were like porn for daddy, and my favorite was about a man with knives for fingers. He would come into your dreams, and mutilate and murder you. The idea of this excited me, being the little snuff doll I am, and I would have so many fantasies about becoming his victim. One night after waking up from a dream where he snuffed me out I was just so wet I had to finger my bald little slit. Well, daddy walked in on me, and demanded to know what I had been fantasizing about. Guiltily I admit that I always wanted to be snuffed out by the man in the movie, and oddly enough daddy left without a word. The next night I had the same kind of dream, and again I was walked in on. However, this time it was hard to tell that it was daddy. He was wearing the full costume of the man in the movie, as well as a glove with sharpened knives for fingers. Using his other hand he removed my fingers from my pussy, and replaced them with one of his knife fingers. The cold metal and the sting of the cut felt so fucking good I could have orgasmed right there. He cut up my cunt and shoved a knife finger into my ass hole as well. He rapidly moved his knife fingers in and out of me, mutilating my tight teen holes. When I came on his knives he took them out, and decided to make a new hole for him to fuck. He sliced open my stomach, and fucked my freshly made hole. I bled to death, and the last thing I felt was him cumming in my stomach. 


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Bloody Phone Sex Sacrifice

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex makes my cunt wet. Red is my favorite color. Blood is my favorite taste. I practice witchcraft. I come from a long line of deviant witches. I am no Charmed witch, however. I am more the burned at the stake kind of witch. I have a ritual every full moon. I kidnap a young teen slut. The cock teasing thinks her shit don’t think kind of hot teen slut.  The kind of young slut you would die to fuck. Melissa was my latest victim of my blood ritual. I spotted her at the mall being a mean girl. Cock teasing dirty old men, shop lifting from stores, acting like a total bitch. The world will be better without her. I lured her away from her bitch pack with the promise of a role in a horror film. I have a kill shack off the beaten path for my sacrifices. In the basement is where I hone my craft and sacrifice girls to my Pagan Gods. I bathed her, so she would smell fresh and clean, not like some teen whore mall rat. She hung above me naked. I drank some wine, masturbated and had some blasphemy sex with Satan while I taunted her. My long blade next to me teased her flesh. I could smell her fear; I could hear her cries. She knew this was no movie role. She knew she was going to die. I assured her that since she was a blood sacrifice for Satan and his Pagan gods, she would be reborn in hell for eternity. After my ritual chants were complete, I sunk into the tub beneath her, reached my long blade out and sliced her clear down the middle of her young body. I gutted her like a pig. Her blood and entrails fell over me like a tidal wave. I came masturbating in her blood while watching the life go out of her. Hail Satan. Thank you for the gift of this once vibrant hot teen slut.

Hitchhiker Snuff

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I went to a house party with the older girls from my class. My so-called friends all took off with the football boys and left me with no ride. I had gotten too drunk and decided to walk home. I stumbled onto deserted streets I’ve never even knew of, I decided to hitchhike a ride home.

Next thing I knew, a car pulled up beside me and an older man asked if I wanted to hop in. He promised to drive me home, but my vision got blurry. I ended up waking up in a strange bathroom. I was completely naked. I tried to escape the bathroom but the older man who picked me up grabbed me by the hair and dragged me back in.

He held a huge knife to my throat, turned me around and performed his sick rape fantasy fetish on me. He jammed his cock inside my trembling cunnie and stretched me open. I cried and begged for him to stop. He then pushed me over the edge of the bathtub filled with water and began pounding his cock inside my asshole making it split open. I cried in pain but he shoved my head into the tub water. I couldn’t breathe as the water filled my nose and lungs.

My rosebud was in so much pain as he fucked my prolapse. Then he thrusted his knife into my chest over and over again. The pain seared through my body and blood poured out of me into the tub. He kept pounding my weak body and shoving my face into the blood-stained water until my lungs filled up with water. He came inside of me once I was drained of blood and fucked my lifeless corpse for days after.

Christmas Castration Phone Sex Season

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Christmas has begun. The weekend after Thanksgiving, I begin my once a day Castration ritual. It is my way of giving back to society. My special brand of charity helps prevent fucktards from reproducing and in the Me Too era, it empowers women because I am castrating sexual predators too. Don’t know how to use your testicles? Well, then you should not have them. I traveled to another city over the weekend to stalk Damien. Seems he has been living up to his name. He is a privileged college boy who likes to drug coeds then assault them. My guess is his daddy’s money and high-powered lawyer has kept him out of prison even though there have been 12 complaints about the bastard. I decided he needed a charity castration. Neither the law nor the school is going to protect the coeds, so I took matters into my own hands.

I dressed less threatening to lure him. We met at a bar, he spiked my drink when he thought I was not looking, but I am smarter than him and I switched our drinks. He was shocked to wake up tied up naked to my hotel bed. I listed his offenses, gave him a chance to rebut but the little prick was unrepentant.  If he had a least shown some remorse or made up a fake apology, I would have used a castration band and a clean blade. He was a piece of shit, so he was treated worse than cattle. I didn’t even let him do a shot of whiskey. I just used the jagged, rusty blade to chop off his balls. He bled like a stuck pig and cried like a little bitch. I just smiled as I looked at him bleeding out. “Apologize now prick and I will cauterize the wound,” I seethed. Now, I got a fake ass apology, but it saved his life. I took the bottom of a hot pan and sealed the wound. He won’t force his cock inside anyone ever again. Fuck, he won’t have a hard-on ever again. Damien gave me my first set of holiday balls.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies consume me. They always have. I need hardcore snuff and torture porn to get off. I can’t watch vanilla shit. It does nothing for me. I was watching this gory horror film with a guy friend of mine last night and I think I shocked him when I started playing with my cunt. This girl was getting butchered and dismembered and I had my fingers up my cunt like a deviant pervert. This guy friend is a fuck buddy. He is not one of my masters. He likes me and has no desire to hurt me which is why he is just a fuck buddy. I use him for his cock and his fingers. He can finger my ass and pussy at the same time, giving me a hard orgasm. I had him do his magic while I rubbed my clit. He doesn’t like snuff movies as much as me, but he likes me, and he will do anything for me. I got nasty. I cut myself, so my blood dripped on his chest and cock. He had no idea I was such a nasty freak. When he saw my blood, his dick got rock hard. I think he even shocked himself. We used my dripping blood as lube as we fucked our brains out. He didn’t dismember or butcher me, but he fucked me like he wanted to and that is a start.

Two Snuff Pain Whores

Evil phone sexOne bitch to beat on and snuff out is great but two bitches are even better. Sarah and I go out often looking for a threesome with a sadist that is looking for snuff pain whores like us. We both get off on fucking pain Sarah and I. If it ain’t hurting then it is fucking boring! We always get lucky finding at least one sadist who wants to play hard and nasty with us. We lay it on the table when we start chatting with one of these sexy men. Pee on us, beat us up, make us bleed, and make it long and full of torture. Sarah and I have no time for games with lame ass “respect my body” men.

Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls

castration phone sexAll I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf?  I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.