Category: Mutilation phone sex

Scarlet play

bloody phone sex

Had a call for bloody phone sex tonight. It started out that we went to a party at a friend’s place and we both got wasted. While he was outside for a smoke, somebody got stabbed. He ran over to help but there wasn’t much to be done as it was a lot of blood and the person was on their way out. I ran outside when I heard the screams and made my over to where the crowd had gathered. Since people quickly figured out that he was dying they made their ways back into the house for talk and more drinks. I had never told anyone but I had a blood fetish. I called my man over and began running my hands in the hot blood that was continuing to pour from his wound. I then told my guy to unbutton his pants and get his cock out, he was telling me that it was wrong but all I saw was red blood and was instantly horny. I ran my hands along his cock and let him feel the heat and the stickiness of the blood- he began to moan at the feel. I was now stroking and cupping his balls as he bent down and stuck his own finger into the gaping hole and scooped some of that red goodness out and used it to start finger fucking my already gushy pussy. We played for a while until the guy actually died and the blood started coagulating. We have now been talking about going out and finding a random to stab so that we can have more blood to play with!

Gobble, Gobble

cannibalism phone sex

This weekend was our dry run for Thanksgiving. I served up useless bitch two different ways to see which was preferred. Most enjoyed the over roasted but my taste was more for the deep fried. I really enjoyed the crispy crunch of her flawless skin, the juices running down my chin from inside and the taste was amazing. You see, she was this whiny little shit named Marley from next door that I got tired of and decided to end her existence. She fought hard but I fought dirtier. I knocked her stupid ass out with some chloroform, hung her on the rack like an animal, and then started sectioning her out while she was still alive. I cut her arms and legs off first and wrapped them for the freezer. She was barely hanging on at that point so I cut off both of tits. She died watching me toss her tits to the ground like they were nothing. After that I gutted the bitch and then cut the head off. My dogs got a special treat that night-roasted bitch head complete with an apple shoved in her not-so-loud-now mouth. For treats I made intestine cookies for them. I cooked up the thigh sections tonight but I think for Thanksgiving day I will cook up the torso complete with stuffing in her cunt. I can’t wait to carve that bitch up and serve her to my family and friends! Yum!

My Violent Phone Sex Death is In Your Hands

violent phone sex

Dear Master:

I have violent phone sex fantasies; therefore, I am your willing victim. I know I am a worthless whore. Maybe in my death, I can find a purpose. Maybe in death, I can finally be worthwhile to you. I deserve to die. I do not deserve to die quickly, however. No mercy killing for this blonde bimbo. That is why I am offering myself up to you. I know you will not kill me quickly. I know it will not be a painless death either if you are my executioner. I understand that you are a sadistic bastard who can find hundreds of ways to snuff me. How should you kill me, Master? Let me count the ways. Punch me like you are Mike Tyson. Kick me and bend me like Beckham. Slam dance my face off a concrete floor. Break my bones.  Set me on fire or slow roast me alive over an open flame. Disembowel me. Strangle me. Suffocate me. Dismember me with a chainsaw. Beat me with a baseball bat or a tire iron. Give me a lobotomy. Stab me. Nail me to a tree and let the wilderness eat me alive. Hang me. Stone me. Drown me. Bury me alive. Douse me in acid. Tie me between two cars and tear me in two. I know you are the kind of creative man and sick man to make my snuff sex death excruciating and memorable. You can profit off my death too Master. Stream my death for money. Sell my organs on the black market. Charge a fee to fuck my dead body. I know I do not deserve to keep on living. I am surprised I have lived this long. But then, until now, I had never met you.

Your subby whore in life and death,

Cassandra

It’s Only Fun If Someone’s Bleeding

Taboo phone sexThe thought of your hand slapping me hard, the sting, the heat…the pain gets me so wet!

I know you love it to!

You love hearing me cry and seeing the mascara run down my face.

But I am not like other girls…I love the pain!

A tiny little slap wont do it!

Slapping my face and pulling my hair is foreplay!

If you can’t look me straight in the eye and choke me to near death while fucking my face, then you can’t make me cum!

I want you to wrap your hands around my fragile neck and squeeze so hard that you are jacking off your own thick hard cock while you slam it down my throat!

Then when I am passed out, fist my tight cunt until the walls of my cunt are gaping and draping!

But my tight ass is feeling a little neglected and you see that fresh fuck hole, still intact and your cock gets so damn hard that a cat can’t scratch it!

Then you flip my lifeless body over and start ramming that meat deep into my shit hole!

The only lube is the blood that dripped from my cunt which is starting to dry and make it an extremely tight fuck!

But then I start to regain consciousness, just as you are about to nut!

You quick backhand sends me back and you yank that cock out and lose your load all over my mutilated mangled body!

Now ThAt makes my cunt spasm!

 

Is it cold in here or just me?

sex with dead bodies

As any good snuff girl should, I think about sex with dead bodies. You see I like to think about myself being killed and then someone enjoying my little body before it is thrown away or cut up. Them shoving their hard cocks into my mouth, pussy, ass and throat with little care as to how rough they get. They will use me as a little sex doll to get their pleasure from me until my body cools too much and I get stiff. Cut each of my hands off and curl the fingers up to use for jerking off cocks, slice my pretty feet off and send to those who are into fucking feet.  Remove my arms and legs and keep my torso in the freezer for use of my pussy and asshole later. Remove my head and pull the teeth out to make it easier to use my mouth for whatever they want to stick in it. Maybe toss my remains out into the dumpster that’s nearby and feed my insides to the local strays. They will keep all of the pieces that would be used for identification so that they can get away with this snuff scot free. They will be able to continue to use my pieces for years to cum with proper care!     

A Taboo Phone Sex Halloween

taboo phone sexIt is no secret I am a pain slut. That is why I am into taboo phone sex. I have harmed my body in more ways than one getting fucked up. I am not really talking about all the coke I pour into my body though. It is what I do when I am high. I make awful decisions that put me in precarious situations. I met this dude at a Halloween party last weekend. He wanted to hook up later and do some coke with a group of his friends. I agreed to meet him later. The address he gave me turned out to be for this abandoned asylum with a spooky history on the outskirts of town. Rumor has it that the place was condemned decades ago for abusing its patients and the ghosts of the tortured still haunt the place. Sometimes, the place makes the news because some teen boy or girl gets hurt ghost hunting or throwing an underground rave. I walked in cautiously because I knew the place’s history. I saw no cars. Heard no music. I did not think a party was happening. I was duped.  I could smell decay and piss. The halls were dark, and damp. I tried to flee to my car because I was not in the mood to star in a snuff porn. Some one grabbed me. I screamed. It was the guy from the party, but he looked sinister. He pulled me into a room. There was a bed, BDSM gear, and movie equipment hooked up to a generator. Fuck this shit I said as I tried to bolt. He grabbed me and slammed me so hard against the wall that I passed out. When I woke up, I was bound and gagged. He was fucking another girl, strangling her. She was fighting but losing her fight. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bulge and bleed. I was horrified. He did not want to party. He wanted to kill and torture me. I watched in shock as he dismembered the girl then fucked her dying body. I was next. I knew it. Then he made me an offer. Lure young girls to him and be spared. Do not judge me. Survival of the fittest.

Last dance with Marley

necrophilia phone sex

Tonight Daddy wanted necrophilia phone sex. He said that he had grown tired of me and instead of letting me go and him risking the chance of being in trouble, he decided to end my life. He gave me a lethal cocktail of drugs that he had gotten online and then started torturing me. He cut and stabbed me everywhere that he could. Hit me with a bat and when I lost consciousness he started fucking me until I drew my last breath. He then pulled his cock from my pussy and shoved it into my ass before the muscle tone was lost. He came in my ass and then sewed my asshole shut. He washed his cock off in my rapidly cooling mouth and then shoved it into my twat for the last time. He finished with carving his initials into my torso and then tossed my lifeless body into the pit out back for the coyotes to take care of.

Ass Rape Porn Underground Club

ass rape pornUnderground ass rape porn clubs popped up everywhere in the wake of COVID. For a submissive whore like me, that was great news. I made it my quarantine mission to try as many as I could. There is always going to be a risk at these places, and I am not even talking about the virus. Some clubs are gateways to snuff and the sex trade. I have been hurt at a few underground clubs in the past, but like a moth to a flame, I keep going to them. I love taking risks with my life. Not even I value my life. The last club I visited looked like many others. It was in an old warehouse in a bad part of town. Brick and mortar, dark and damp. There were sawhorses and anal torture devices around. Men in executioner clothes. I met a guy who took a shine to me. He likes busty blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he tied me to the sawhorse, so my ass was exposed and at the right height to be sodomized. No lube. No warning. He barely talked to me, except to call me the occasional name. He started out predictable. He fisted me for foreplay and then sodomized me. When my ass was not as tight as he expected, he got mad. I heard him at the table of devices. He grabbed something metal. I soon found out it was a metal hook. It felt cold and it hurt like hell as he rammed it in my ass. But that was nothing to what happened next. He hoisted me up in the air still attached to the hobby horse. My body weight and that of the hobby horse suspended only by a metal meat hook. I felt my asshole tearing. It was ripping. Too much weight being suspended. Suddenly, it ripped apart my asshole and I fell to the cold concrete floor. The sawhorse broke and my body landed sprawled out in the wreckage. I was crying from the pain. He just laughed and told me to get out of his sight. I do not think I will return to that club anytime soon. He brutalized my ass.

Knife Play Phone Sex Movie Maker

knife play phone sexI am a butcher babe made for knife play phone sex. I make dark underground films with my knife as the co-star. I am no Eli Roth or Rob Zombie, but my films are bloody and deadly. Halloween is over sadly, but that does not mean I need to stop hunting for undiscovered talent or making snuff films. I went through some old movies this week. I wanted some inspiration, maybe improve on past movies. I love duping wannabe actresses and actors into thinking they are making an independent horror film. When they scream and die on camera, the element of surprise makes it more authentic. That look of fear on their faces when they realize I make snuff movies not horror films is priceless. It has not even been a week since I made an underground film, but I was itching to make another one. So, I went looking for a starlet. I found a young teen slut cock teasing a man at the mall. They are easy because they are motivated by money and stupid as fuck. I asked her if she wanted to make some fast cash doing an independent horror film.  I assured her it was just smoke and mirrors. I took her to my cabin in the woods where I have my underground studio. I gave her the money upfront knowing it was going to be retrieved soon enough. I took a page out of one of my favorite movies, Hostel 2. I strapped her to a bean above the floor letting her think this was some witchcraft movie. I rammed a sword in her belly and gutted her like a pig. Her entrails and blood spilled onto my cabin floor. The look of surprise on her face as I twisted that sharp blade into her gut made me wet. It was a quick snuff sex death, but one with a ton of gore. I am a gore whore after all.

 

Home alone? Not for long…….

home invasion phone sex

Home invasion phone sex can be difficult to tackle if you aren’t up to snuff-smile. I got home before both of my parents for once and was looking forward to a quiet afternoon of showering and playing with myself. I had just gotten out of the shower, dried off and lotion applied. I opened my door to go to my room and was met in the hall by a guy with a large hunting knife. He eyed me up and down appreciatively and when I opened my mouth to scream he shoved a gag in it. He said that he wanted to have some fun before he let me scream. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and went into my room. He threw me onto my bed and laughed at my crying. He said that I had nothing to cry about-yet. My eyes went big and he said that if I fucked him well that he wouldn’t need to use the knife. He then undid his pants, pulled them and his underwear off and put my hand on his cock. He told me to keep stroking until he told me to stop. He held the knife to my throat while I stroked him so I wouldn’t try anything dumb. As I was milking his hard fuck stick he was stroking my tiny teen twat. He then backed away from my hand and told me to lay back. I had tears running down my face as he mounted me and used his pre-cum as lube. I was screaming when he shoved that sea monster into my little cunny and broke through my womanhood. He looked surprised for a minute and then he went back to slamming in and out of me. He was getting closer to cumming and told me that he was going to remove my gag and that if I did anything dumb he was going to kill me. I nodded my agreement and he pulled the gag out. I screamed as loud as I could and he took that big knife and buried it to the hilt right in the middle of my chest. He then gave it a turn and started wiggling it back and forth. He came with a slight groan and then took the knife out of my chest and stabbed it into my pussy. As my blood ran out of my cunt and onto my bed he leaned over and cut one of nipples off as a trophy. He gave me a little kiss on my lips as the life drained from my eyes. Last thing I saw was him using my removed nipple like a pacifier. I was long dead before my parents got home. I sure learned a painful lesson that day.