Category: Snuff phone sex

Suffocation Phone Sex is Give and Take

Suffocation phone sex renaI love suffocation phone sex as you take my breath and I give you a hard cock. It may start by you shoving your cock down my throat.And when you shove your cock down my throat and choke me with it, forcing my lips around the head of your dick until I gag. You can feel every vein in your dick pulsing as if it wants to explode inside that hot little mouth of mine—and sometimes, when we play rough like this, it does just that.

My saliva drips down onto your balls while they twitch uncontrollably against my face as you move onto getting really into taking my breath away..

The feeling of your huge hands around my neck, squeezing just enough to make me gasp for air… it gets your thick cock so fucking hard. You tell me as you watch my beautiful face turn red and those pretty eyes bulge out is a sight that makes your huge cock throb with need.  As you tighten your grip, I can feel the heat between us intensify.  My pussy is dripping with juicy goodness soaking my panties by now.

When I start to struggle against you, trying desperately to catch my breath, it only turns you on more. My soft moans muffled by my hand over your mouth are almost pushing all that energy down to your cock. Your cock is like it’s own person wanting to punish my cunt in the hardest ways it can.  It pounds it like it’s on a mission all while you continue to take my breath away, literally.  And then there’s nothing but silence when you finally let go—the sweet release from oxygen deprivation making everything else seem that much more intense when it comes crashing back into focus again.

My pussy is completely dripping wet from the anticipation, the pounding, and the feeling your cock throbbing gives me; every time yourself push myself deeper inside.

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Snuff Phone Sex Means I am Not Your GFE or Your Blowjob Queen

snuff phone sexI work a snuff phone sex line. And I am clear that I am not your girlfriend. Yet, every damn day I get several messages like “Hey, Boo,” or “What color are your panties?” Seriously, you are going to ask a killer Goth chick about the color of her panties. Black, like my heart will be my response going forward.  I am not who you contact when you feel horny. Not unless you want your junk removed. Read my fucking blogs losers. I do not give a virtual blowjob unless you want me to be Lorena Bobbit.  

Since I am clear about who I am and what type of calls I do, I never feel bad for virtually castrating or snuffing a guy out. You do not call a sadistic phone sex bitch for a blowjob. And you don’t call her to be your girlfriend. I am not your GFE. More like your CPE. Castration phone experience. I possess a large collection of testicles and dicks in mason jars in my basement. What is another pair to me?

Call at Your Own Risk. I am Not Your Girlfriend

Now, I do not just do virtual castrations either. Although I grew up on a farm, I prefer to castrate with knives not castration bands like they use on sheep.  I herded a few men Friday night. A bunch of punk college boys came into my Goth bar and began making fun of Goth girls less secure than me. So, I got in their faces, and told them they cannot come into our bar and start hurling insults. They did not take well to a Goth girl telling them what to do.

So, I drugged their beer with the help of the bartender. Since there were 5 of them, I needed help. And I got it. Every Goth chick in the bar helped me in my first ever group castration phone sex experience. One girl restrained the guys for me. Another one took off their pants. The bartender heated up a pan for me to cauterize the wounds. And I went from one loser to the next loser cutting off their balls. It got messy but these losers slept through it all, sadly.

I Prefer My Castration Victims Awake for the Torture

Although I prefer my victims to feel the pain and hear my reasoning for why they deserve to be without balls, we needed to get these guys out of the bar so they would not know where or how they lost their testes. My knockout drug fogs the memory too. The bartender drives a truck, so we piled them up in the truck bed, and dropped them in the park. The bartender erased the camera footage of them entering the bar and rigged the system to look like an older date. You know protection if anyone comes asking if the guys came into this bar. That night was a girl’s night.

I might have some future accomplices with my ladies from my Goth bar. At least for castration. They might not go along with all my other killer activities, LOL. I am not for the faint at heart.

Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery!

Torture sex

Torture sex gets my pussy gushing like an artery! I know for you there is no greater thrill than seeing the fear and agony in some little slut’s eyes. I love it too Daddy! The power and dominance that comes with inflicting pain on fresh meat gets me so fucking wet. It turns me into a rabid animal who constantly needs more.

I was thinking it would be so much fun for us to find some toys to play with. We’ll find a sweet young thing, maybe babysitting out some where in the middle of nowhere. We will taunt her, call the house and make obscene noises. We will tell her how we want to lick that pretty piggy cunt of hers. We will make her blood run cold with that hot thick cock of yours.

I love to take my time with them. I like to make them think they are eventually going to be let go, as if it was all a bad dream. But no, Daddy, no way! I wanna make sure you use up those holes as much as you want, as hard as you want. I will beg you to make that little pussy bleed from your cock, I love the taste of that sweet young blood.

Let’s find some innocent meat and have ourselves some fun. We’ll stuff their tight holes and make new ones to fuck when we get bored. And when you’re in need of some intense pleasure, just give me a call for some hot and wet Violent phone sex. Trust me, you won’t regret it.

Goth teen phone sex

Goth teen phone sexAs I sit here, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I can’t help but wonder if there’s something lurking beneath the surface of my seemingly perfect life. Despite the accolades of beauty and the appearance of a happy existence, I’ve always felt unattractive. There’s an unsettling suspicion that something might be amiss within me, a whisper of insanity that I can’t quite shake.

But recently, I’ve discovered a peculiar source of beauty, not from an injury as one might expect, but from a deeper place within myself. This newfound beauty has led me on a twisted journey of self-discovery, one that I initially attempted to suppress.

Knife play phone sexI’ve intentionally inflicted pain on myself, not in the traditional sense of seeking aid, but out of a dark desire for exploration. I’ve been immersed in a realm of self-discovery, one that’s led me to crave external torment and torture. My pursuit of pleasure has transformed into an insatiable thirst for someone to fulfill my darkest fantasies. I yearn for the creation of a sinister playground, one where extreme taboos and dreadful conclusions reign supreme, and where my ultimate, horrifying fantasies can finally be brought to life.

As I delve deeper into this dark abyss, I find myself inextricably entwined in a forbidden kink that I can’t deny. The line between pleasure and pain has become blurred, and I’m questioning my own sanity. But even as I venture into the unknown, I’m drawn to the thrill of it all, the adrenaline rush that comes with stepping into the darkness.

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks your life force

Domination phone sexDomination phone sex succubus sucks your life force away. Imagine my big brown eyes glaring up at you as I deep-throat your cock and suck your soul, Literally! 

Well, you never know what lurks in the night. Succubi takes the form of whatever will get you the hottest. It’s a mind meld that starts long before you see her.  Perhaps you feel a little fatigued right after your cock gets hard. You were looking at that lady and her daughter across the restaurant. But your eyes were on her teen. You brush it off and watch as the two finish their meal and leave. Then your cock gets hard again and you struggle as you want to leave the restaurant and follow some young ass. 

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks and fucks  your life force away with a cum load!

Then, this teen succubi of Fantasy phone sex sits down right in front of you. I lick the cream off your leftover dessert and put it in my mouth. I suck long and hard on my finger. As I look into your eyes I whisper “That hard-on will go away if you just let me fix it! Go ahead, get up and walk out, I am sure the patrons won’t mind you having a huge erection with a sweet teen sitting at your table. “

“Let me help you. Aww”, I grinned, looking at you nodding and permitting me to take your cum and life. 

My hands play with your cock under the table and you almost man out loud at the blast off in your pants. How cute! 

“Follow me. “

In the alley, I drop to my knees and tell you it’s time to repay me bitch! My mouth sucking your cock so hard as You feel your life force vanish with each suckle and gulp. “Oh baby, no,” I push you to the nasty concrete and pull my panties down and straddle your fuck stick.  I grind against you, my hips moving in a circular motion. “This cum is to make a new little succubus, and your life will go into her!” I moan in pleasure as you thrust inside of me and my body trembles in delight. I reach my climax and collapse on top of your cold dead body.

How is that for an Evil phone sex cum grab? I’ll suck and fuck the life right out of you!

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies Should Be Harnessed

violent phone sexI am prone to violent phone sex tendencies. When I was a schoolgirl, some shrink diagnosed me as clinically psychotic. My parents worried about me. I was a quiet girl. A Goth girl too. No friends but my grandpa. But I did not need any friends but him. He saw potential in me. He saw me in him. Perhaps the serial killer gene skips a generation. My youth mirrored that of the fictional character Dexter. However, I never spent time locked in a storage shed with my mother’s dead body.

My grandpa taught me how to kill. As a schoolgirl I acted impulsively. Like the time I killed my bully when she followed me home and began taunting me. To this day, she is still listed as a missing person. That’s because my grandpa covered up her death for me over 20 years ago. He carried her dead body to our farm, put her in a wood chipper and used her evil ground up bits as hog feed. I am a killer phone sex bitch because of my grandpa.

My Grandpa Turned Me Into a Stone Cold Killer

I miss him. He made me the smart killer I am today. He too learned to harness his psychotic nature. When I was little, he ran a prison, and often tortured death row inmates as a way of getting out his anger and tending to his violent needs. Eventually the state shut down his prison, and he retired. But he did not stop killing and torturing people. He helped me with my hit list. I had a long list of school bullies and teachers I wanted to hurt. And he helped me kill and torture them all.

In the process, he taught me how to kill smartly. And he shared with me key principles I carry with me today, like do not kill folks with a connection to you. Find a surrogate. Do not kill in your own back yard, which means never bring a victim back to your place or kill someone in your neighborhood. Find a place not connected to you to kill, like my kill shack in the woods.

Grandpa was my first accomplice phone sex partner. The only one worth a damn in my life. So, now, I am looking for a new hunting buddy. Some one I can mentor just like my grandpa did for me. Is that you?

Violent phone sex when evil boss takes contol

 

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fucking on the desk with an evil boss. I never knew his capacity for evil until the first time I was late. It was not my fault that an accident shut down I-95. I tried three different detours to get there, but they were all a shit show and I showed up 30 minutes late to the office. He was standing at the door with an evil smirk on his face. He grabbed me by my neck and grunted, “Get in my office now.”  He lifted my skirt and saw I was pantyless. He took his massive hard cock out of his pants in frustration. He pushed me face down onto his huge desk and spanked my ass until my cheeks were flaming red. I was crying, which he thought was moaning, and shoved his steely thick cock into me hard and said, “Oh, you like that don’t you.” He dumped his massive load into my sore pussy and said, “This is what happens to you when you’re late.” Now, I am late all of the time. 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fulfills My Need to Murder My Meal

Cannibalism Phone Sex is one eliment of why I am not your average Goth girl. I am a sadistic whore that hungers for sexual satisfaction. That sexual satisfaction is also not of this world or normality.

In fact I am a huntress. Hunting my meal comes in many non traditional places. I do not hunt nor harm furry friends. I do enjoy the great big beasty cock of theirs but never do I eat. It’s human flesh I entice in. Furthermore more often than not the human flesh I enjoy most is that sexual clitoral meat. And yes that includes peni.

Just today I was out at the grocery store. Nothing pisses me off more than lame cunts that obviously stare at me. Today it was some nigger bitch just off the damned boat. Fucking whore with all her long braids and strong ethnic facial features. This bitch was bringing out the White supremecy in me and I just wanted to burn her.

Finally I confronted her and asked her what the fuck. Like bitch you are stalking me in the shop and staring. What fucking gives lesbo? She really got nervous as I can be quite intense.

Cannabalism Phone Sex is exciting to bite off a nigger bitch’s cunt and eat it.

So at it seems the bitch was enthralled by me. My pale complexion and dark dress. She kept telling me she wasn’t a gay. I spat her words back at her oh I’m not a gay. I laughed and pushed the bitch into my van. As I confronted her in the dark parking garage and stopped her right at the tailgate of my van.

As a huntress I always have a plan. Now that I shoved her in my van I got in behind and closed the door. I guess we will have to explore all the options of fun we can have when you give me a call.

Canabalism phone sex

Snuff Porn, Drinks and No Tell Motel Fucking

snuff pornLet’s make a snuff porn and fuck! That is what I said to this hot daddy I met on the dark web. He had some very perverse thoughts about his stepdaughter. The kind of dirty thoughts that if ever acted on could land him in prison for 40 years to life. But what fun is life if we do not just say, “Fuck, it” sometimes. Take the risk. And let me be that hot devil on your shoulder encouraging you along the way!

I told Steven we should meet. Obviously, not his real name. This sexy switch knows how to be discreet. We met last week for a drink at this seedy bar next to a no tell motel. Perfect place for talking about illicit things like your rape phone sex fantasies for your daughter or stepdaughter. Steven and I discussed the little tramp while doing Fireball shots and drinking beer. And one thing led to another…

Let’s Drink, Fuck and Plan to Make Your Snuff Fantasies Cum True

We went back to the not tell motel and fucked. I pretended to be his stepdaughter. And let me tell you that made him fuck me so hard I felt like he might fuck me to death. However, what a wonderful way to die. As we laid there in post coital bliss, we discussed all the ways he could fuck his tramp stepdaughter. And all the ways we could kill her.

Do you know how wet I get when discussing the ways to kill a teen slut? The longer I am in this accomplice mode, the more comfortable I get with helping men like you and Steven kill the fucking slut in your life. Steven and I devised a plan. We did not kill her that night because to snuff some one in your life takes planning. I have been in this seedy underground world of teen rape porn long enough to know how to plan properly.

Steven and I planned and set a date. This little cock tease will get what’s coming to her very soon. Now baby, who are you and I going to plot to fuck and kill?

Snuff porn is hot, the blade in her and entrails slide out!

Snuff porn

Snuff porn is hot, the blade in her and entrails slide out! I embrace my new lifestyle with pride and pleasure. It all started when I met my master, the man who opened my eyes to a whole new world of pleasure and pain.

I remember the first time he took me to his hidden shack in the woods, it was filled with all sorts of tools and toys that made my heart race with excitement. He showed me how to use a razor blade to make a small cut on my skin, letting the blood drip onto his tongue as he moaned in pleasure. 

As the days went by, I became his devoted slave, willing to do anything to please him. He taught me how to use a blade to cut open my own stomach, watching in pleasure as my entrails spilled out onto the ground. It was a beautiful sight, to see my own insides and to know that I was his to control.

We would often seek out fresh meat, finding unsuspecting victims and bringing them back to our hideout. My master would take great pleasure in watching me sit on their cold, lifeless faces, feeling their skin against mine as I rode them until I reached climax. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, it was the ultimate form of pleasure and taboo.

Our love for Snuff movies only grew stronger with each passing day. There was something thrilling about watching the blade slide into our victims’ bodies, the sound of their last breaths and the sight of their lifeless eyes. All the blood, made my pussy gush so much. 

They Scream, writhe in sweat. painful discharge leaking into my mouth tastes so sweet.  I tell the meat, I tear your limbs apart, death now descends and rip out your heart. There is one like me, I have no remorse or pity. Walk among the night if you dare, I have no name I’m your worst fucking nightmare.

We shall explore our darkest desires and to feel the rush of adrenaline as we push the boundaries. let’s embrace the taboo and explore the depths of our minds. We are not broken, we are simply free from society’s constraints and expectations.