Category: Knife play phone sex

The deeper the cut the wetter I get

Knife play phone sex

This past Halloween I dressed up in a sexy little nun outfit. I attended a Halloween party at a local club that was hosting. Damn as I type this story my cunt is getting wet already. Just the thought of the evil shit I have done makes me horny! So while at this club I had a few drinks and was approached by some cheesy ass cornball. He offered me a drink. I accepted. He went to the bathroom so like the devias sly bitch that I am I slipped something into his drink. What dumb ass would leave his drink unattended? Even if I was a woman. Little did he know my pretty ass could not be trusted. I knew the rape fantasy drug would kick in pretty fast so I offered him up to my hotel nearby. He agreed and his tiny little dick got hard. I could see the weenie sized prick through his pants.

Once we arrived at the hotel. He said he began to feel dizzy and instantly passed out. Once he awoke, I had his dumb pathetic ass tied to the bed. Both arms and both feet tied to each post. I licked the side of his face and gave him a devilish grin. I whispered tonight is your lucky night. I am going to set your ass free.  Little did he know I meant his soul. I was about to slice this motherfucker wide the fuck open. I did just that. I sliced his ass straight down the middle. His blood gushed out all over the bed onto the floor. I rolled in it with my naked body and spread his fresh red blood all over me taking the wetness and played with my cunt until I exploded. Mmmm I need my next victim. Would you care to join me and we both find someone to split open? It could even be a bitch. I need to slice a tit or two and suck on it while it is in my hands bloody and detached.

Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex

snuff sexSometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too.  I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.

 

Killer Phone Sex: My First Kill

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is at an all-time high the last week of October. I think Halloween inspires people. My first kill was on Halloween night when I was in high school. The death of a popular cheerleader was never solved. At least not the death of the popular cheerleader in my community. She was a queen bitch. She made Regina in Mean Girls seem like Mother Theresa. This pretty little cheerleader was so cruel and self-entitled. She made my life hell. I could have handled the name calling and constant torment at school, but she went way further than that. She treated me like Carrie at the prom. And I was way savvier and more astute than Carrie White. One day, I snapped. She poisoned my lunch, made me super sick, so I killed her. I played the victim role, but I got my pound of flesh.  I stabbed her in her bed a thousand times. I injected her with a paralytic drug. She felt every ounce of pain, but she couldn’t scream or move. Her parents were asleep down the hall, while I butchered their daughter with glee. I used a big dildo with a condom on it to penetrate her cunt and ass. It would look like some one had rape phone sex fantasies for her and throw suspicion off the girls she tormented. That was 12 years ago, and it is still an unsolved sexually motivated murder. The bitch had it coming. I am grateful to her, however. She made me realize how easy it is to kill. How much fun it is to inflict harm onto another living person. She gave me my passion for murder. Once you have your first kill, you are hooked. You kill again and again and for far fewer personal reasons. Let me help you have your first kill.

Knife Play

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I just love it when you bring out your extravagant knife collection. It makes my clit pulsate and drip. That barbaric look in your eyes becomes extremely fierce! Knowing I will submit fully, whilst trembling with fear. Your collection seems to be growing every week. How many knives do you have now?! I want to feel the sharp end of each and every one of them. The way you slice off my panties, with your cock throbbing is one of my favorite parts when it comes to knife play phone sex. I especially love it when you tie me up and force me to watch you sharpen and clean your beautiful knives. Then you finally come over and one of them up to my skin, without puncturing it. Grazing it across my body and you watch my face. Practically never breaking eye contact. You love to keep me in a constant state of fear when it’s knife play time. I love feeling your cock tease my sweet cunt and you scrape my tits a little with that sharp blade. I feel what it does to your body. Your body and mine for that matter. What do you have in store for me tonight?

Breaking In

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You hold the knife to my warm throat as you instruct me to shut down the alarm system. That is how a lot of my home invasion phone sex fantasies begin. You know that you hold all of the power when you slip in and place the blade to my pulse like that. For a moment I think to hit the panic code, but I feel that you will find a special way to torture me if I make that mistake. Once it’s all clear you use your knife to slash my gown and also to tear off my panties.

You march me to the sofa and then I see your partner is bringing down my roommate. She looks as shaken as I am. You laugh and tell us to save our tears because it’s going to be a long night. Your partner orders my roommate to lay on her back on the coffee table. He presses the silver blade into her lower stomach and traces her cunt in a fresh blood trail. I’m wrenched up by my hair and pushed to her body to lap up the blood at knife point.

 

Snuff Sex Date

snuff sexSnuff sex is all I am good for. He made that abundantly clear the other night. We met on Tinder. He wanted a submissive whore to fuck. I was hoping for bondage, maybe some light BDSM fun. That shit was too vanilla for him. Not what he wanted at all. He wanted to hurt me. He tied me up with my own rope in my own bedroom and whipped me. He was a lifestyle S and Mer. He brought his whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. I was not getting the Fifty Shades of Gray treatment I was in the mood for. I was getting the Saw torture porn treatment. He cut and burned my flesh. I screamed bloody murder. That made him harder. I was scared. He pierced my nipples and my clit with a long needle. Torture sex got him off. Not what I signed up for, at least not that night. I was not sure if I was going to live or die. I was bleeding. I was battered. I was defeated. He left me tied up and in pain until a neighbor rescued me. Never again will I do Tinder. 

Late Last Night

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You came home extremely late last night. You must’ve been out drinking with some colleagues again. I heard the car pull up so I decided to pretend to be asleep when you walked into my bedroom. I was intentionally wearing something lacy and something white because you just love seeing me in something that represents purity when you have plans to brutalize and torture me! It pleases me to be your victim. I felt you tying my hands behind my back, as well as my ankles. This is when I decided to begin to “wake up” and struggle. I could feel your cock get hard immediately as you were pressed up against me. Boy do you love it when I put up a fight. At this point you covered my mouth and I began to scream and gasp. Your cock is throbbing now! And I’ll be honest, my pussy us pulsing and dripping. I love that I never know just what you’ll do next. You picked me up and carried me into the kitchen, sat me down in the chair sitting right there in the middle of it. This is where you turned on the stove and started heating up a rather sharp knife. You never even break eye contact with me when you’re putting on this display of preparation. You love that fear of look in my eyes. Do you remember what happened next?

 

Accomplice phone sex

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I got an offer to make some easy, quick cash. I loved gigs like this because they’re easy, fast jobs and they pay a nice little chunk of money. Tonight’s gig was for me to find a few little fuck sluts for a film a guy was making. They make so many of these films, world wide. They’re all pretty much the same. Some dumb ass little brat get used and fucked, filled with cum and then usually they’ll strangle her and ditch her or slit her throat and dump her somewhere to bleed out. Doesn’t matter to me as long as I get my cash. I go to a big grocery store to find these little fuck toys. Stupid bitches are always letting their brats run around in these stores. I saw a group of brats hanging out trying to jack some candy. This was going to be a breeze. I walked over and told them that I saw them stealing candy and they needed to come with me. Once I got to the front of the store with them, I told them that if they came with me to answer a few questions, I wouldn’t tell their parents. That worked like a charm and both of these stupid little sluts were more than happy to go with me. I don’t know why they agreed to get into the van with me, but once I had them in there, they were locked in. By the time their stupid ass mothers even realized they were gone, they’d be taking a huge cock in every hole on their little whore bodies. Before they are even missed, they would have their little virgin pussies torn open and pumped full of cum and I would be paid and on my way to the next gig!

Keisha and My Demented Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sex2 girl phone sexYour 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.

Torture phone sex

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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.