Blood splatter all over the walls, dripping down my body. The last image in my head is seeing my lower half of my body across the room on the floor covered in blood. Chopping up my body into little pieces to do what ever your heart desires with them. That is what I want! I want to please your even after you take away my last breath. I am still your little murder barbie. You can undress me and dismember me, anything. I am all yours to snuff tonight. Let your furry friend come and eat my guys out of my still alive body. Let him lick up my blood that is spewing out of my mouth. Make me eat pieces of myself and tell you how good I taste.
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Murder Barbie
Crafty Bitches
Do you know why witches would snag little ones out of their bed and those brats are never seen again? For their blood. Those little fucking brats have magic in their blood. It keeps those witches looking hot and young. They would fuck in a little brats blood. It would tighten their pussies and assholes. It would lift their titties and make them look 18 again. That is my plan. I found the cutest family and I mean little. They were perfect for what I needed. I noticed the other day as I was riding a big fat black cock that my titties weren’t as bouncy. There were lines in my face. What the fuck! I’m not old, I’m not even fucking 25. Parting and fucking has worn my body out and I knew what I needed. I needed to steal those brats from that little family. Keep them around for a week or two. Fatten them up, get them juicy and swollen. Stop letting them move around. They would be so pure and tender. Plus their young blood would make me beautiful again. I knew exactly what I was going to do. Do the oldest one first. bleeding her out will be easy and she is fatter than the other one.
I would hang her upside down and slice her throat, letting her young warm blood drip down my body. I would rub it in and all over my face. I can feel my skin tightening up. My fingers trace over my beautiful firm tits down to my belly, down to my pussy. I start rubbing the blood into my pussy, making me virgin tight. I shove my bloody wet fingers in my asshole. Making it feel like a fresh virgin ass. As I finger both of my holes the pre heat on the oven goes off and I cum. She is going to be so fucking yummy. The other one was going to be even better. Fatten her up and make her pure. She is going to be so tender and her bloody it going to put me at my peek. I will be looking hotter than ever and enjoy the fun fucking all the guys who want me so bad they won’t take no for an answer. I am so fucking horny. I am going to let her slow roast and see how many cocks I can get before this little one is cooked to perfection.
Let Me Go Get You Your Dinner.
Wouldn’t a little teen roasting in the oven be so good tonight? I would love to be your little accomplice and go out to the beaches and find you the best looking piece of meat ever. Since you live so close it would nothing just to drop me off and get her back to your kitchen with no problem. We can knock her out and strap her down on the table and start drowning her in olive oil and butter make sure she will be golden brown on all sides when shes done cooking. We have to make sure we gut her good so we only get the good meat that will be tender and juicy. That little teens meat just squirting juices down your mouth as you take bite after bite.
strangulation phone sex
I’m in the slave chambers of my master’s house. I remember being choked but then it’s all fuzzy. I start to recall what happened. I’m in the master’s office. There is a woman in there. I don’t know where my master has gone. She hits me hard with the whip in her hand. Blood bubbles onto the skin of my arms and ass. She grabs my hair and shoves my face into her pussy. I remember it smelled tangy. It tasted worse. I tried to hold my breath as I ran my tongue up and down her cum dumpster. She shoved my face all the way into it and laughed like a witch. She moved my head up and down so I got the full length of her nasty cunt. What don’t you like my rotten pussy baby? She asked. I knew it was a trap but I said no it’s disgusting. She jerked my head back with such force I landed on my back on the floor. She wrapped a rope around my neck and pulled it tight. I got dizzy. She sat her gross twat right on my face taking what little breath I had left out of me. I felt the whip crack my cunt lips. Then my legs. over and over she struck me while she smothered me with her hot box. Everything was going dark when she spread my legs and popped the whip right on my honey hole. Then I woke up here sore with the taste of her nasty cunny still in my mouth. Where is my master? Why would he make me eat some bitches nasty pussy?
He kept teasing me…
He called and gave me his info just like the other 10 thousand times he has called. It always declines. After it does I always hear “Goddess Ivy, I just need you to punish me so badly.” And hangs up on me. He always gives me his address, the only thing he never changes. I went there in the middle of the night. Turns out he lives 45 miles away from me.
He was rich, so he had money and I fucking wanted it. I broke in, snuck up to their room. Cracked em both in the head, when they woke up I was covered in blood sitting on the edge of their bed holding their brats teddy bear. They tried to get lose but the razor wire was cutting into their wrists. I started telling his wife how badly he wanted me to punish him, So I am here. I smiled and slid up between his legs, “You are gonna want to watch this honey. I bet your husband is gonna love this cock up his ass.” I shoved the razor studded cock up his ass making him cry and scream a high pitch scream.
“Living out in the middle of the desert with no one around, well that is just inviting to someone like me.” I kissed him on the forehead and moved to his wife. I took her gag out and made him watch as I throat fucked her with the razor studded cock. My pussy is so fucking wet right now.. I wonder how if he can keep his cock hard till I cum ? The sick fuck had a ragging hard on after watching his wife’s throat getting sliced and diced. Such a sick fucker!
Lets have some bloody sex!
I would love to have some bloody phone sex with you! Blood turns me on so fucking much. Just feeling the warm sensation of the blood running all over my body, and the iron taste and smell! Just getting some of the blood on my tongue and the iron taste just makes me cunt so wet. Even if it is your blood my blood, or the blood of some bitch we gutted together. I would love to lay back and slit someones throat and let the blood spray all over my body. I will use it as lube for you big cock to shove inside of me. Just fuck me with that bloody nasty cock. I would love to have the blood and cum mixed all together in my fucking throat.
Snuff Porn Halloween
Snuff porn Halloween? Hell yes. Always with me. I am a sadistic bitch who loves passing out candy to little whores and bastards. Nowadays, they all come trick or treating without parental supervision. Parents are so dumb. They don’t warn them of the dangers of taking candy from strangers. Last night I had some special candy reserved for a couple of the right trick or treaters. They came to me at the end of the night. I offered them fresh chocolate laced with a potent drug to render them helpless almost immediately. Puffer fish toxin. Highly toxic, immobilizes folks so you can do whatever the fuck you want to them without them screaming or squirming. They are awake, alert and can feel every bit of pain. I carried them to the basement so I could lay them down next to each other on a sheet of plastic for easy clean up. A boy and a girl. Siblings I believe. I took my knife and stabbed the little angel first. Not how you would expect either. I stabbed her cunt. Pretty much scraped about her girl parts. Her eyes welled up in tears form the excruciating pain she felt. Her brother was in tears too, feeling helpless to aid his sister. Me, I was wet as fuck. The world doesn’t need more brats to feed. As she laid there slowly dying, bleeding out, I turned my attention to her brother. Where to begin? I shoved my knife up his ass. I fucked his little boy ass until it was a bloody pulp. Then I cut off his baby dick and shoved it in his sister’s mouth. I thought it was funny. A nice Halloween trick. The puffer fish toxin was beginning to wear off , but at that point it didn’t matter. Too much blood had been shed for them to fight back. I watched them die as I masturbated. Happy Halloween to me.
Bondage phone sex
Today I was tied to a chair. Legs spread wide on the arms of it. My pussy was there for the taking. Duck tape across my mouth. I sat there all alone waiting. Watching the door handle for someone to enter. My heart pounded out of my chest when I seen the knob finally turn. It was master. He came In holding his torture bag at this side. He rubbed his hand on my cheek like he wasn’t gonna hurt me. I knew better. He pulled out the big dildo that he had used on me before on the metal table. He didn’t even hesitate to shove it inside me. I tried to scream past the tape. No use of course why do I even bother screaming. I see a taser in his hand. This is new. He walks up and rubs one of my nipples with his fingers making it nice and hard. Then tasered me on my perky peak. I yelped behind the tape. He repeated with my other tit. He makes me sick. I scowl at him and he notices. He takes his knee and hits the huge 2 liter bottle size cock into me hard. Then he punches me in the face. You stupid bitch don’t think for a second I won’t slit your throats and go on about my day. I sob profusely. He rips out the cock. He uses the taser on my clit. It hurts so bad. He holds it there for a long while. I wish he would kill me at times well most the time. He continues to alternate between my tits and my pussy. I’ve stopped screaming it’s just sobs now. His phone rings and he walks off. Who knows how long i’ll end up sitting in this chair like this.
Sexy snacking
There’s something extra evil, and extra naughty, about accomplice phone sex. Snuff sex itself is so fucking nasty and hot by itself, but the imagery of helping someone capture, fuck, and tear apart makes my pussy squirt almost instantly. Now, add cannibalism phone sex to that, and oh my fucking GOD do I get off hard.
I picture you and me, people watching in a dark corner of a goth club. You’ve dressed me as slutty as you could. Every curve is accentuated and shown off perfectly. I do so love your tastes. You pick out some sexy little Asian all by herself in the bar, and tell me to go buy her a drink and bring her to the table. On the way I roofie her drink.
When she’s starts giggling and swaying, we walk her outside, down a few blocks to our car. Stupid little cunt thinks we’re going to driver her home. Hahaha!
We get back to yourhis place. The little bitch has passed out. That’s good, easier to get her where we want her. We park in the garage, as soon as the door drops we unload her. She’s so small, it’s easy to pack her to the basement chamber I’ve helped you build. We put her wrists in the irons we have hanging from the ceiling. While she’s dangling, you cut all her clothes off. She looks so tiny and pathetic. Nice, perky brown tits, and the tiniest bush over her cunny.
She starts to stir, she’s crying and whimpering, begging for us to let her go. It doesn’t fucking matter, no one will hear her screams down here.
You shove everything you can think of in her pathetic holes, gaping and splitting them open, before fucking the shit out of her. I start slicing the bitch open, collarbone to pelvis. And while I grip your dick from inside her body, you pump a massive load of cum into her womb.
I’ve always enjoyed having dinner well marinated before we eat.
Castration Phone Sex?
Castration phone sex is so much fun. You would be surprised how many guys are into it. I actually wasn’t surprised because so many losers I know in the real world want junk removal. They are just too scared to do it themselves. Well, that is what they tell me. I think they just say that because it is hotter to have a sick bitch take their nuts for them. I have all the tools of the trade too. In my basement, I have a castration chair. It is actually a refurbished execution chair. I got it at a prison auction. The fact that folks died in that chair turns me on. Creeps my castration victims out, but that is part of the fun for me. I like to tell them ghastly stories about the men sentenced to die for heinous crimes in the very chair I am removing their ball sac on.
A couple nights ago, Lenny paid for my junk removal services. As I had him strapped down in the chair, I told the tale of an infamous serial killer who took his last breath where he was sitting. Poor thing pissed himself. He definitely did not deserve his balls if a little ghost story scared the piss out of him. Testicles are for winners. Too many man think they are entitled to reproduce just because they have balls. Nope. Some men are so stupid it is amazing they remember how to breathe. Not to mention some have such small dicks that the small dick gene should never be passed on. Lenny was one such loser. Two inch dick at best. His balls were huge in comparison. I separated his cock and balls. Used the castration band to cut off the circulation to his balls. Left it on for about an hour while I told him snuff sex horror stories. The longer that band stays on, the easier it is to remove the junk. They practically pulled right off. A nice painful yank and a snip snip with garden shears and he was without balls. In spirit of Halloween, I got a bit gruesome. I used a hot cast iron skillet to stop the bleeding instead of a soldering pen. He kept passing out. But, I would smack him back awake. I still needed the rest of his payment. So who needs my junk removal services?