
Your Sexy mistress and I are in cahoots against you. Keisha is an Ebony sexy slut who eats pussy so well, sent you to me to turn you into a eunuch for her. I will be performing male castration so she can enjoy your willy without your mouth or bullshit anymore! You’re a man whore and you choked her so much she couldn’t even fucking talk. She loves your cock but can’t stand your fucking immature ways anymore. You know you fucked up. You are not even man enough to give her the beating and gangbangs she so adores. This is a pleasurable form of torture for me. You arrive to me looking pale and so out of place. I lead you into my basement of horrors where I tie you spread eagle to a table. I then use thin leather to restrain you across your stomach and thighs. My knife glints as Keisha walks up. She has been playing with a group of my friends in front of the camera and she is covered with cum and her lip is bleeding. Your living black doll looks happy as a clam though. You began to scream as I begin cutting your cock off. Hearing you scream only makes my pussy wetter. I reach down and grab your cock and balls I filet them off. You pass out from the pain. I sear your wound shut with my knife getting high off of the smell of your burning flesh. You come around to me and Keisha enjoying ourselves on the silicone cock replicate of your cut off dick in front of you. As I French kiss your mistress Keisha and she fucks my hot wet cunt with your bloody cock, her laugh echoes as We use the bloody dick and your replica knowing you will never ever cum again bitch.
Category: Knife play phone sex
Keisha and My Demented Castration Phone Sex
Torture phone sex
I’ve always fantasized about being raped and tortured before finally being put out of my pathetic misery. I figured since I’m just a junkie whore anyway, no one will miss a reject to society like me. All I’m good for is fucking and sucking cock for drugs. I finally met a guy with enough balls to do me in. He told me to meet him in a back alley behind an abandoned grocery store in town. That alley is notorious dumping grounds for snuffed out junkie whores. At least he wouldn’t have to drag my nasty, cum filled corpse very far. I started to walk down the alley when suddenly there was a hand over my mouth and a deep voice in my ear. He called me a junkie slut and told me he was here to do the job. He dragged me behind a dumpster and started cutting my clothes away with a big knife. Once I was naked, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me, face down onto the ground. He lifted my ass up and started to rape my tight little asshole as I cried in pain. He reached around with his knife and started to make deep gashes in my thighs. Next, he started to put his cock in my pussy but not before he ran the head down my leg. He was going to use my blood as a lube to fuck me. He fucked me hard for what seemed like forever. While he was stuffing his cock into every hole he could fit it in, I felt a hot, searing pain of the knife. He was cutting huge gashes all over my nasty whore body. The entire time, he was yelling at me and telling me what a dirty, junkie slut I was. I was crying and begging him to end my life. My pussy was so wet from being tortured and I was weak from losing so much blood. He told me to lie down on my back and look up at him. He was on his knees and plunged the knife right through my neck, pinning me to the ground. He stood up and spit in my face before walking away, leaving me there to bleed out. I deserved every bit of this and more.
He Made Snuff Sex Easy
Sometimes snuff sex is easy. Every now and then I get a willing victim who wants to die. He contacted me with a death wish. A male pain slut who knew he was not worthy to live. A dirty cock sucking faggot too. I had him sucking a real man while I sliced his body. It was so much fun too. I used a razor blade between his toes and his fingers. That skin is super sensitive and tender. His hands and feet were bleeding while he was still sucking cock. I decide to castrate him. Clearly, he had urges he couldn’t control. I carved faggot on his cock as I prepared to sever his worthless balls. This way if a woman ever saw him naked, she would know he was a cock sucking faggot. I sliced his nipples off as the castration band cut the circulation off his balls. I carved up his chest too. He was begging to be snuffed out, but I wanted to go slow. I had to take his faggot balls before I could let him die. I wanted him to know that I held his balls in my hands before I killed him. He was still getting skull fucked too. So many ways to die. Burned at the stake. Put in a woodchipper. Drown him while looking at him in the eyes. I told the man skull fucking his faggot mouth to stop for a second. When he pulled out, I slit his throat and my friend skull fucked him in the gapping neck wound where he was bleeding out. The blood was gushing over his cock as my faggot victim was taking his last breath. Some men in this world just know they don’t deserve to be alive. Are you one of them?
bloody phone sex slut
You had this look in your eye, and I knew bloody phone sex wasn’t the only thing you wanted. You needed to have me on my knees, begging for my life. You tried to hurt me in ways so brutal and wicked. I wanted to make you happy, so I allowed you to make it bloody. You wanted to be balls deep in me while you choked me and gutted me open. Your wish is my command, and I will do as you need of me. I have become such a slut and slave that I have forgotten life outside of the dungeon you have made my everyday life. I am forever your dumb, stupid slave. I will love nothing more than to die being your punching bag.
Snuff Porn with an Old Bitch
He had an unusual snuff porn request for me. He wanted me to help kidnap his mother. I don’t get too many gigs to kill mothers; well not mothers in their 60s. I didn’t ask questions because he paid me. All I cared about was the money. It became clear he had some deep seeded resentment for his mother. He wanted the most violent torture I could imagine. He had no idea who he had hired. I am so violent I make Jigsaw look like an amateur. I kidnapped his mother while she was sleeping. Old bitch didn’t even have any teeth. He really had mother issues. Again, I didn’t feel sympathy for the old bitch. I knocked her out, so I could get her in my trunk easily. Truth. She was lighter than a sack of potatoes. She woke up tied to a table with a scared look on her face. I started carving her flesh off her body. I was like a hungry cannibal. I carved her flesh off her body like she was a turkey. Her screams were deafening, but they couldn’t be heard deep in the woods. I took my time with the torture. I wanted her to feel the pain. Well, her son did. Right before she took her last breath, I showed her a picture of her son so she knew who wanted her dead. She had her son to thank for starring in my snuff sex film.
Kill for me
I know you love me so much you would do anything for me! We have a bond like no other and you seem to love to do whatever I tell you to love. We both love some coke and especially enjoy some sluts. We get perfect prostitutes and strippers to come to join the fun. I have trained you to have an insatiable appetite for blood. You know I have a deep dark side. To know me is to love me and if you love me you will keep me happy and kill for me. You know it turns me on to see blood on your hands. Don’t hesitate or protest because you will lose me for good. Now that you have me in your life you never want me out so you better slice that whores throat tonight!
Medical Torture Sex
My gynecologist was into torture sex of my girl parts. I had no idea. I signed up for some medical experiments for extra cash. I was desperate for money to get some drugs. The ad seemed harmless. The ad made it appear it was just a few medical experiments. The ad was misleading. I was sexually tortured. First, their was the breast exam from hell. My boobs were squeezed so tightly that I thought my boobs might pop off my body. If I had fake tits, I would have popped the fun bags. Dr. Demento used vice grips on my tits to see if I had real or fake boobs. My tits were black and blue almost instantly. He quickly moved on to my pussy. He put a sounding device in my urethra that made me scream in pain. That was followed by being opened wide with a speculum. He started inserting various sharp objects in my pussy. He said he was getting cells from my cervix, but this was medical torture for his own pleasure. The more pain I was in, the more I cried, the harder he got. My pain fueled him to delve deeper into his medical fetish. He said there would be some pain involved, but I had no idea how much pain. When he was done, he fucked me. I had a bloody cunt and bruised tits, but that just turned him on all the more. What a sick medical fetish phone sex call.
I’m Always in a Sadistic Phone Sex Mood
I am always in a sadistic phone sex mood. I laugh when guys ask me if I have any limits. I have only one limit and that is I am never a sub or a victim. I can’t even pretend to be a victim. It is not how I was born. I am a bitch in charge, or I am your accomplice. No in between. I got a call last night from a guy who wanted to hunt and kill me. He wanted me to act scared. I could only act sarcastic. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. He spammed my phone for an hour, which is never the way to get me to do a call with you. I was pissed to start when I agreed to do his call. He didn’t exactly get the call he wanted because the hunter became the hunted. I warned him. Some small-minded idiots think that they call the shots because they are paying. Maybe with a site other than a snuff sex site lol. I ended up killing my caller, castrating him for my amusement too, but he came so hard. I think he was just testing me. To see if I am a greedy whore pretending to be a sadistic for money or if I am really an evil bitch. I really am an evil bitch with no moral compass. This is your one and warning.
Mutilation Phone Sex
I found a two stupid whore and I’m thinking of ways I could torture her for the video I’m making. I want a video that is a compilation of the different whores I’ve tortured and killed this year. So far I haven’t gotten as many as I would like. This one got lucky that I didn’t have all of my usual tools with me.She was easy enough to abduct. I told her we could do a few lines of coke and fool around and she came right to my hotel room.Sluts will do anything for a buzz. I started by handcuffing and gagging her. She thought we were going to hook up, but I had other plans. I took her into the bathroom and hog tied her like the nasty animal she is. I didn’t have a strap on to fuck her with, so I plugged in an old curling iron and let it get red hot. The smell of burnt flesh filled the room as I shoved the red hot iron deep in her pussy. She tried to scream but the gag muffled the sound. I couldn’t wait to really mess this bitch up, I was just getting started.
Knife Play Phone Sex
There are a 1000 different ways knife phone sex calls can go. My knife is my BFF. I have way more than a hundred knives too. I have a knife collection so vast that it would put me on the FBI’s radar. I find that a knife can be a quick death or a slow and painful one. I can scar you or kill you. I can disfigure you or castrate you. I can kill you any way I want with a knife. Stab you in the heart. Slit your throat. Gut you like a pig. Exsanguinate you. I can stab you in the ass or cunt and make you bleed out. I can castrate you and make you bleed out. I can kill you with a thousand cuts or just one very precise cut. My knives don’t disappoint me like the human race does. Now I can kill you with my knives or if you are my accomplice, we can kill a victim of your choice. My blades enjoy tender age flesh or tough old flesh equally. A gun kills instantly but a knife allows you to enjoy the torture sex. I ever need to worry about a knife jamming up, locking or being out of bullets either. I don’t care what your weapon of choice is because when you are with me, we are hunting and killing with very sharp blades.











