Category: Knife play phone sex

My Snuff Porn Addiction

snuff pornSnuff porn is my addiction. I love watching another person’s suffering. After so many years of watching snuff, however, I needed to make it. Turns out I enjoy making snuff films more than watching them. Last night I kidnapped a teen whore for some sadistic fun. She is a mean girl. A hot teen slut who thinks the rules don’t apply to her and she can get away with murder and flirt her way out of trouble. She hit my car a few months ago and got out of paying for it. Payback is a bitch cunt. She didn’t even recognize me when she woke up in my kill shack. I am a Goth chick; how do you not recognize me? She started screaming about who her dad was. I didn’t give a fuck about her daddy. I was here to kill her, put her in my snuff sex porn. She was pretty with perfect skin. She used her beauty to cock tease, bully and get her way, so I uglied her. Little drops of acid on her perky tits and pretty face gave her the look she needed. Her screams in pain made me wet. I carved up her tits with my butcher knife. I fucked her cunt with that same knife as I joked about ruining her baby making ability. No self-absorbed twat should reproduce. Not that I was going to let her live. I was enjoying torturing her, but I was going to kill her. She was barely alive when I finally slit her throat. The way the blood gushed out of her was intoxicating. I filmed it all too. I don’t kill little bitches like this for just the thrill of it. I do it to cleanse society. The world needs fewer little bitches, don’t you agree?  Perhaps, we can hunt and kill together and truly make America great again.

Bloody Phone Sex Halloween

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is in order for Halloween. At the stroke of midnight, I packed up my knife collection and went hunting for little ghosts and goblins. I got lucky that a house in the next country was having a party. There were adults and littles ones dressed up. I was the party crasher. Dressed like Michael Myers, I stormed in the house with my hands armed with big butcher knifes. I move faster than Michael Myers. I started slashing away at flesh. Old flesh and tender flesh. The younger ones bleed faster and their blood smells sweeter. Bodies were hitting the floor fast. Blood was pooling round my feet. The smell of fear and death is intoxicating to me. I tortured women in front of their husbands. I dismembered little ones in front of their parents.  I fed the family dogs a nice steak to keep them away. I am not a total psychopath. I didn’t harm the pets. It is humans I find annoying, not animals. It was hard to believe that one short bitch could kill 12 people so easily. It’s all in the element of surprise. They were not thinking they would be slaughtered like snuff porn stars in their own home. They were likely intoxicated too which would have slowed their reactions. Sure, I was channeling all my bad ass serial killer energy, but it was super easy to slaughter a group of folks at a time. Normally, I am a spree killer versus a mass killer. A kill multiple folks over the course of a night instead of a group of people at once. I have a taste for it now. I left no DNA. In costume, I blended in with the other party goers in town. I woke up this morning, turned on the news and heard about a mass slaying in a house thought to be drug related. I started masturbating knowing no one will ever link me to this random mass murder in a suburban home on Halloween night.

Halloween Gang Rape

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When I got the invitation to the Halloween Party, I was so excited. It was a lingerie costume party and I had a beautiful red and black corset I could not wait to show off. I had my makeup done to cover the bruises Master left during our last encounter. I felt so pretty and finally felt sophisticated, classy. When I arrived to the party location, there were a ton of cars there. This is going to be so great! I walked in the back door, like the invitation said, and I was greeted by 35 men wearing face masks and nothing else. As soon as I walked in the room, I heard the door lock behind me and felt a huge knife to my throat. I was pulled by my hair to the middle of the room where a bed was. I was pushed down on my back on to the bed. What’s happening? Did Master trick me? Master appeared from behind me, he was the one holding the knife to my throat. He used the knife and cut all the way down the front of my beautiful corset, ruining it and peeling it off of my body. I was then fucked violently by each and every single of the 36 men, including my Master, who of course got a piece of me after I was filled with stranger’s cum – His favorite.

 

Cut Up Slut

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I was awaken by sharp pain on my thigh. My crusted eyes ripped open and I flopped onto my side- a man stood over my dingy bed and I gasped. “Your master said I could play with you for 100 bucks, little doll. You’re in for quite a treat.” I began sobbing and begging hoarsely- my throat has been fucked so raw in the last week that I could barely speak. He was holding a huge machete over my bleeding leg. A deep gash was oozing thick red blood pulsated. He then violently flipped me over and began fucking my sore, raw cunt while he cut and sliced into my skin all over my body. I wheezed and screeched from the pain but he just kept making cuts big and small while pounding away into my bruised fuckhole. He sliced into my flesh until it was just ribbons of blood and skin hanging off my body. He used my fresh blood to lather his cock and then he rammed it into my inflamed rosebud asshole. He didn’t cum until I nearly passed out from blood loss.

Cold blooded babes

Violent phone sex 

 This girl caught my eye at school. She was subtle but always has her hair down. Black clothing and all. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place. Not knowing that I am into some violent shit. Maybe she is too. She told me that she doesn’t hang out with people like me. I told her not to judge a book by its cover. I am demented just like you. She came over and we both got so high on whip its and started punching each other in the face. I all of a sudden became so horny I want her to cut me a few times. The way the knife feels on my skin makes my cunt wet. She wanted to lick my blood and heal my already wounds. I had gashes and she wanted to kiss me everywhere. I planned on tieing her up and scaring her. But all I could think about was getting tied up myself.

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is bloody good fun for me. Nothing gives me more pleasure than chopping off nuts. There are a lot of reasons a man might need his nuts whacked off. Some men are douche bags who shouldn’t reproduce. Some men have tiny dicks and shouldn’t be allowed to procreate and give the world more tiny dicked losers. Some guys just piss me off. Hell, some men even beg for their nuts to be taken. If some fucking loser is that pathetic, I will take his money and his nuts. It is a free world and if a man wants a sadistic bitch like me to mutilate his genitals, I won’t deny him. Patrick found my torture sex ad on the Dark Net. He has been trying to make himself a eunuch for years but can’t seem to do it for himself. He paid me $5,000 cash to take his balls. Fuck yes. Easy money for something I enjoy. I had him meet me in my little castration shack in the woods. It is an old hunting cabin I inherited from my grandpa when he died. My grandpa worked at the old prison in town before it was shut down. He was the executioner. He managed to snag me a few items before the prison was torn down to build a new one. One of my favorite pieces is an old execution chair that I embellished into a castration chair. I strapped Patrick in, just like an inmate facing death would be, but I added a plank to separate the cock and balls. I separated his cock from his balls, then I used a castration band around his nuts until the blood flow stopped. I used my newly sharpened big ass knife and made a clean cut. There was a lot of blood. I let him bleed for a bit for shits and giggles, then I cauterized the wound. Then I let him go. Easiest money ever. Fun too.

My Cannibalism Phone Sex Desires

cannibalism phone sexDo you have cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I do. I think I would make a tasty meal. I am thick and juicy. Nice round rump, thick thighs. My fantasy is that you kidnap me. Maybe I am hitchhiking or perhaps you spot me at a bar or at the mall and think I look delicious. I have no clue about your plans to consume my flesh. When you start talking about how thick and juicy I am, it goes over my head. I think you just like a woman with meat on her bones. You know more cush for the push.  You spike my drink, which makes me very sleepy. The next thing I know, I am naked, and you are rubbing my body with olive oil. I think it is some type of makeshift lube for your cock, but you ae putting it all over my body. And it its mixed with some seasonings that smell strong and good. I see the big pot of boiling water and I wonder what is for dinner. Honestly, I am still clueless that I am dinner until you carry me over to the pot. I see the chopped up veggies in the pot. It is not until you submerge me in the hot seasoned water, that I understand I was kidnapped to feed you. It makes my pussy wet to know you will consume my flesh. I hope you find me delectable down to the bone. Eating my flesh would make a hot snuff porn.

Snuff Porn in a Haunted Corn Maze

snuff pornI was in the mood to make a homemade snuff porn last night. I just needed the right victim. I was feeling like a killing a hot teen slut last night. Friday night haunted house got real for one little bitch. I have a seasonal gig in a haunted corn maze. It is in the country. It is three miles long and very dark. I work with other “actors,” but I kill for real. No one would think one of the “actors” went rouge. When some one dies in a haunted attraction, it is blamed on one of the visitors. A stalker, an angry ex, or just some Michael Myers wannabe. I had a camera on my miner’s hat to capture the fear. I just used a real axe instead of my fake one.  I substituted the blade for a different one so when I was questioned, my fake axe would not match. I stuffed the blade in the back pack of a dick boy before my victim was even discovered. I watched in joy as visitors thought she was just a prop. She never saw it coming. She was lagging behind her girls because she was flirting with all the male workers. Cock tease. She thought she smarter than the girls working the corn maze. She taunted me, so it was easy to put an axe to her head. She must have been on something because she kept mocking me as blood poured out of her head. When she realized it wasn’t fake blood, she freaked out. Started staggering through the corn maze, but folks thought she was an actor. I guess her friends left her thinking she hooked up with a guy. She wasn’t discovered until the lights came on and the night was over. Hours after I snuffed her. I was questioned, as was everyone working there, but since we have no record of everyone who came through the maze last night, I suspect her death will remain unsolved. I have a wonderful snuff sex video of her gruesome death. I may be out of a job since the maze was shut down by the police as a crime scene, but the month is still young. I can find more victims anywhere I want.

Castration Phone Sex: He Had it Coming

castration phone sexCastration phone sex inspired me. I had a call last week from a useless ass loser. He had a 2-inch dick and huge balls. Sadly, I saw pics. Some things you can never unsee. His balls obscured his shrimp dick. I was happy to take his nuts. At least it made his dick look bigger lol. Two nights ago, I was at a Goth bar when this little nerd came in. He bee lined straight towards me and flashed his tiny wiener. The geek had a death wish.  To show me his cock he wanted killed or castrated, or both. I have a reputation. He said his girlfriend dared him, but I had a hard time believing he had a girlfriend. He looked truly scared when I pulled out my huge knife. My guess was a woman fucked with him and knew my reputation and wanted his balls gone. He reminded me of my caller because he had huge ass balls and a teeny tiny weenie. I took him into the bathroom to castrate him. I had no supplies, just my knife. This was a freebie. He wasn’t paying me, so no need to treat him well. He was some looser with a sort fuck stick exposing himself in public. I didn’t give a fuck if he got gangrene and died. Seriously, he was a loser with a death wish. I know a few. I had some Jack Daniels, my lighter and my trusty old knife. I made him put his cock under the dirty toilet seat to separate his nuts from his dick. The loser was so fucked up he was going along with it. I poured whiskey on his balls as a curtesy he wasn’t owed and chopped them off. It was medieval torture sex. Very bloody. He puked. What a wuss. I used my lighter to cauterize his wound and then I used some more whiskey to dull his pain. He acted like I took his fucking dick too. Ungrateful loser. I could have killed him, I should have killed him. I made his worthless dick look bigger and not even a thank you.

Victim Hunt Gone Wrong

Just when I think that I am done being the victim, someone comes along and uses and abuses my little teen slits. I thought I was luring in my next victim, but I was just offering myself to be his victim. It was a hot day, and I decided to go to the public pool, in search of a sexy easy victim. When I locked eyes with a scrawny boy, I thought my search was over. I flirted a bit, but it didn’t take long for him to suggest we go to a changing room together. I follow him to the changing room, and make sure the door is locked. When I turn back around there are 4 other guys there, and then I am hit in the head, hard. I wake up to the feeling of blood trickling down my face. One of the boys must have hit me in the head with the baseball bat. They have me tied up and gagged. I try to beg and plead, but it just sound like mumbling. It doesn’t take long until they are forcing their way into my tight teen holes, and the boys that there wasn’t enough holes for just started making their own. They cut me open in multiple places, and forced their cocks into the wounds. They left me there, covered in blood and cum, for someone else to find and deal with. Well, that didn’t go according to plan.

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