Category: Knife play phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex is Messy But Versatile

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is versatile and messy. But I like my kills messy. And knives provide me with different ways to kill and torture. Knives can stab, jab, slice, dice, cut, slit, penetrate, carve and gut a person. I can control if you live or die with a knife. However, guns do not offer such an array of options. And that’s okay. Guns are for cowards. That’s what I say anytime some suggests I kill with a gun instead.

It takes skill and patience to murder or torture with a knife. Sure, I could shoot your balls off, but you might lose your life that way. And I find no joy in a quick kill. None. I need prolonged torture. It seems more satisfying to me. Knives work best with castration phone sex. And I remove a lot of balls. I have a collection of over 100 nuts in jars in my basement. Perhaps, to an outsider they seem like trophies. In a way they are. But their purpose is not to relive my torture sessions. It’s to remember and practice my techniques.

Your Balls are a Privilege. And I Can Revoke Your Privileges Any Day

I can see my knife marks and see the progression of my skills. Essentially, I went from very jagged marks to clean slices. No hesitation marks anymore. Lately, I seem to be castrating men more often. But this toxic masculinity where men think they own, and control women needs to dissipate quickly. I encounter more and more men who do not deserve their testicles. Balls are a privilege to have. But like anything, if you do not use them for good, I will take them away permanently.

Oscar, I met at a dive Goth bar. I caught him spiking drinks. And that shit don’t fly on my watch. So, I revoked Oscar’s man card. Took his balls in a bold torture sex move. I castrated him in the women’s bathroom of this bar. Put his balls in my purse and left him to bleed out on a dirty bathroom floor. I popped his balls into a Ziploc bag, tucked them in my purse, and walked right out of the bar while Oscar lay bleeding on the bathroom floor. But I did not end the torture there. I bar hopped and came home with 5 more pairs of balls. Productive evening.

Knife Play Phone Sex Remains My Favorite Because it Requires Skill

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex remains my favorite. Why? Because I can kill you much easier with a knife and even in public without drawing attention to myself. Plus, knives require much more skill.  A gun just requires decent aim. But anyone can shoot someone. No thrill in it. Plus, guns leave traces of DNA and they have their own stamp that can be easily traced if you purchased the gun legally.

Generally speaking, I avoid big crowds because I hate people. But sometimes, I get stuck. I found myself shoved into a large crowd protesting something when all I wanted was to go to my coffee house and get a dark roast latte. I’m tiny, but I am mighty. And resourceful too. Some guy in the crowd thought he could use the moment to grope me and some girl in the same boat as me.

Always More Fun to Kill with a Side Kick

Neither of us were having that. However, only one of us had a knife strapped to her leg. And that would be me. You never know when you may need to turn someone into a snuff porn star. So, I pulled out my knife and cut him just right so his femoral artery would drain him of all his blood.

 The other girl high-fived me. She high-fived me for letting a man bleed out in a crowd of political protestors. My kind of chick. I do not involve myself in politics. I vote. But that is it. I am sure I have murdered folks on both sides of the political coin. Assholes come in all sorts of forms.

I am an equal opportunity killer. You wrong me or piss me off, I don’t care about anything else. Turns out the guy I stabbed had some fancy job and a rap sheet as long as my arm. Typical white straight rich man who can get away with murder. But so can I. Because I know when to kill, how to kill and even in public, I go undetected. If you need help honing your killer phone sex urges, I bet I can help you kill in public undetected too.

She was Just Begging For It

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The urge to kill hit me again. I had my cages ready and my favorite tools all laid out. I knew when I saw that busty blond that she was the one. I couldn’t wait to add her to my collection and then my recipe book. I took her outside of a fast-food place. No one was there so they didn’t hear her scream. I dragged her to my car and put her in the back seat ho tied, gagged and covered in blankets. My pussy was already getting wet just thinking about what I was going to do to her.

When I got home, I took her to the cellar. It was cold and damp and even better, no one would hear her screams. I didn’t care if she had a family or friends. Most likely when they had a search party for her, I would join in and help. I loved watching the aftermath of my favorite hobby. They always had so much hope in the beginning, then it dwindled as they realized she would never be found. What I loved the most was everyone would have her with them for a while. After all no one asked what was in the chili I served that night.

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Sex with dead bodies we make ’em you fuck’em

Sex with dead bodies is a particular taste for guys like you. Venus and I love playing with you dirty fuckers. My girl Venus is one mean bitch, and she’s found the sweetest piece of meat you are going to cum into. It’s hard to find a good one, though.  Sex with dead bodies

Well, lucky for you, it just so happens that we have some fresh little whores for you to play with. And when I say play, I mean beat these little bitches black and blue until they become your type. You won’t get a fresher corpse, and we want to watch you use them however you want, until you’re ready to paint their decaying insides with your spunk.Torture sexIt all starts with a bit of fun Torture sex. We love to see those sluts squirm and scream. Their pain is our pleasure! Mmm, just thinking about it gets me all hot!.
Once we’ve had our way with them and they’ve reached the end of their time, well, that’s where you come in, stud. My girl Venus and I will make sure you’re nice and hard before guiding your dirty dick into their freshly dead hole. Can you imagine it? The cold flesh wrapped around your throbbing member, squeezing you tight as you pump them full of your seed?

Mutilation Phone Sex With A Sadistic Goddess is The Best

Mutilation Phone Sex is just another variable of my sadistic pleasure. In my world humans are nothing but mere things. These human things are something I like to do trials on. Maybe I should have become a surgeon, after all cutting up bodies is exciting.

Last night I went hunting. When I have a bad day of annoyances I have to go hunting. And my kind of hunting is going to the strip clubs in search of losers. Not all are the scum of the earth losers. In fact I have found a good accomplice or two in the circuit of strip clubs.

However last night this drooling sack of shit screamed at me to mutilate him. I lured him out back. He was disgusting and when he went to get close to me with his putrid breath I wanted to vomit. Then my hand just had a reflex. The knife shot out and into his filthy ball sack.

As he tried to scream I shoved a pair of the strippers’ panties in his mouth and told him that’s the last pussy he will taste. Then I stomped on his flacid cock with my heels. Finalizing him with a stab in the chest. I left him to bleed out and let the strays and vermin have their way.

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Home Invasion Bliss: Knife Play and Ass Rape

Home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex means much more to me now. My friend has been raging about her fucking ex for weeks, how he screwed her over and stole from her. She’s always fantasizing about making him pay, breaking into his house and teaching him a lesson. I finally had enough of her talk. We got wasted and decided to put her fantasies into action.

We kicked in his door, surprising him and his new girlfriend in the middle of a movie. I knocked him out with a bat and tied him up while my friend handled his girlfriend with a few well-placed punches. Then, the real fun began. I let my friend go to town on her ex, cutting him up like a roast while his girlfriend watched in horror. But I wasn’t done there. I turned my attention to her, slicing up her pretty little face with slow, precise cuts, savoring her fear as I worked my way down to her perky tits.

Cutting her up was pure heaven. The way she screamed and begged for mercy only turned me on more. And when I finally got around to killing her, I came harder than I have in a long time. There’s something incredibly satisfying about taking control, about making them pay for their sins. I can’t wait to do it again.

Home invasion phone sex is more than just talk; it’s an experience. The thrill of the knife play, the power of domination, and the ultimate release of taking a life—it’s a high like no other. If you’re ready to join me on this dark and twisted journey, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re prepared for a night of pure, unadulterated debauchery, because I demand nothing less than your complete and utter submission.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Lead to Home Invasions

rape phone sex fantasiesClearly, he had rape phone sex fantasies when he broke into my home in the middle of the night and put a knife to my throat. Scared the fuck out of me. My husband was out of town. Only me, my two sons and my niece were home. I told him to do what he wanted with me but leave the little ones out of it.

And I thought he understood and would agree to that. But he just laughed at me while pressing a cold knife against my throat. He told me, “You don’t think I am here for your used up ass, do you?” I tried to convince him that I would do whatever he wanted. Not my first home invasion phone sex fantasy. But he just kept laughing and demanded I get the boys and the little cunt in the room with me.

My voice almost cracked as I yelled for them to come into my bedroom. They all woke up but had sleep in their eyes. When they realized this was no dream, but a living nightmare, they started to panic. I told them to consider it a game. Like a fantasy game. The masked intruder made the boys play with each other out of some macabre sense of humor. He held all the power. I just tried to downplay it, so it seemed more like a game than a living nightmare.

Some Nightmares We Can Never Shake

My boys never sucked each other’s cocks. And I could tell they hated it. However, they did it for mommy. My intruder had them double penetrate their cousin. And they seemed to enjoy that. Sick little fucks. I tried to hide my arousal. But the struggle was real. And the intruder saw my nervous smile. Then he fucked my niece destroying her tiny fuck holes. But what really got me was when he turned each of my sons into his ass rape porn star. He told them to blame mommy for this. And they will never forgive me.

But just like that, our living nightmare was over. He went back out the window the same way he came in. And I was left consoling my brood and soothing battered little holes.

Bloody Phone Sex Fantasies with a Sick Bitch and Her Teen Protégé Marley

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fantasies turn me on. I am a gore whore. The more bloodshed the better for me. Which is why I kill in frenzy mode every chance I get. Although I do not play well with others, I kill well with others. So, sometimes I have an accomplice to enjoy murder with. Marley is a Goth teen girl. And as sick as they come.

I met her ten years ago when I saved her from a sexual assault by a much older man. Instead of running into my arms crying, so happy that I rescued her, she kicked him in the balls. No tears. She did have a lot of gratitude towards me, but she wanted him to pay.

So, I let her castrate him. Leaving him with a permanent reminder of what happens to men who attempt to force fuck the wrong bitch. She has been my accomplice phone sex partner ever since. I took her from an angry, vengeful little girl to a seasoned, methodical sick bitch like me.

And over the weekend, we celebrated her 18th birthday with murder. She knew some abusive asshole she wanted to snuff. He dated her bestie for a year but will not accept that it is over. And he has made her friend’s life hell. Glad to help. This time, I was her accomplice. Marley planned his death. Taking a page from my killer playbook, she lured him to my kill shack using her body as bait.accomplice phone sex

I Enjoy Taking Young Girls Under My Wing and Making Them My Proteges

She even drugged him like I would too. By the time they got to the death cabin in the woods, the roofie kicked in and he stumbled through the door. He saw me with a big butcher knife, dressed in black, and said, “Oh Shit,” before passing out. When he woke up, he was naked and strapped into my castration phone sex chair.

I let Marley do the honors. This was her show. But I watched with pride and joy as she used a rusty serrated blade to cut off his balls. His blood squirted everywhere, but she basked in the blood rain. If I had a daughter, Marley would be her.

I told her she could kill him or let him live as a ballless wonder. And she went with the latter because she thought he deserved a life of no sex and no predatory behavior. But she told him if he told anyone what happened in my kill shack, she would come back for his dick too. And she meant it. He knew it too. We won’t have any problems with him. And no woman will ever worry about him harassing her again either.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Explored with This Mommy Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesMost boys have rape phone sex fantasies for their mothers, but they never act on them. However, when they meet me, those same boys decide that I fit their idea of mommy. So, they force fuck me instead. Most of the time, I get myself in trouble all on my own searching for coke or money to buy coke. This time, I minded my own business, and I was not in cahoots with any unsavory characters. Well, I did not think my sons’ teenage friends appeared to be unsavory characters.

My boys wanted a pool party. So, I let them throw one. Each boy invited about 5 boys over. Since I had plenty of blow, I thought I would just hang out in my office, watch porn and talk dirty. But those ten extra boys had other ideas. They wanted to use me to make a gangbang rape porn. I do not know if they saw me as their surrogate mommy or saw me as a whore. It did not matter. They wanted to fuck me. And I had zero say in the matter.

One boy started it all when he barged into my bedroom. The door was closed. He did not knock. But he charged at me like wild animal. When I attempted to assert myself, he smacked my face. So aggressive for his age. My husband was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream, but he held a knife to my throat and told me to be a good whore, or he would slit my throat. Pure evil in his eyes. I did not know him. He was not a staple boy who hangs out with my sons.

Some Teen Boys Just Have Evil Inside Them

I froze in fear. And had no choice but to lie motionless as he forced his teen cock inside my ass and cunt. When I thought he finished, he yelled next, and more boys came to fuck me while he watched and held that knife against my throat. Even my own boys joined in and did nothing to help me. Nada. Nothing. They saw my fear and just hammered their cocks in my ass like they thought I was their personal ass rape porn star.

I let all 10 boys violate me. Plus, my two sons. But when they finished, I did most of my blow to dull the pain. And they went back to the pool like it was nothing. Like I was nothing.

Castration Phone Sex with My Protege Sierra is Double Trouble

castration phone sexYou know the only thing better than castration phone sex with me, is when you add my twisted friend and accomplice Sierra into the mix. Sierra and I go way back.  In fact, I knew Sierra when she was a young teen girl. And I like to think I helped mold her into the sick bitch she is today. Let me tell you how we met. One day, I went for a walk in the park. I always take the beaten path because I hate people. And I want to be left alone.

I heard screaming. A young female screaming. For the most part, I mind my own business. But I thought maybe some young girl fell off her bike or something. When I found the source of the screams, I discovered a dirty old man much like yourself trying to force fuck this cute young blonde girl. But the girl was fighting hard. For her age, to not freeze up in fear or just cry, seemed impressive to me. So, I decided to intervene. And I saw the potential to make her a sadistic phone sex bitch one day like me.

The man did not seem threatened by me. But he learned his lesson the hard way. I sprayed hand sanitizer in his eyes. And while he cried like a bitch, I restrained his wrists and his ankles with cuffs. Sierra watched in awe. And I saw the wheels turning. She wanted revenge. So, I gave her that opportunity. Yanked his pants down, then shoved dirt and grass in his mouth to mute him.

When I See Talent in a Young Girl, I Nurture it, Turn Her into an Evil Bitch Like Me

sadistic phone sexI looked at Sierra and said do what you want to him because he is your bitch now. Although I had knives on me, I always do, she appeared to think like me. She saw a Coke bottle, broke it in half, and used the jagged edge to carve her name in his chest. That’s how I learned her name. This dude started crying and dirt poured out his nose as he sobbed in pain. All I could do was  laugh at him and look at her with pride.

I knew she was not finished. She pulled his balls towards her body and I knew what would be next. She was my mini me. And I had to take her under my wing. After I watched her perform an impromptu extreme cock and ball torture sex move first, of course. Sierra dug the jagged coke bottle in the dirt first then sliced his balls off. She squeezed his severed testicles in her hands before shoving them down his throat. I watched this young teen girl go from victim to sadistic bitch quickly. And I’ve loved Sierra ever since.  Plus, mentored her wicked ways.

So, trust me when I say that if you are a pain slut and into extreme CBT play, you want Sierra. She learned from the best. And now she is my dark angel.