Tag: Knife play phone sex

Castration Phone Sex Gets My Cunt Wet and Brings Me Joy

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Guys ask me all the time what I really enjoy, and I am brutally honest. I am not your typical phone sex woman. I am not sitting around all day begging for men to call me. I am not waiting to service your cock. I enjoy torture and the mutilation of sex organs. Now, I do love a good accomplice call where we hunt and kill together; but a good genital mutilation brings me nothing but joy. I am superior to most men. I am superior to most people. I am intelligent and I act with reason, not emotion. Too many men act with their dicks instead of their brains if they even have any. I know that sounds egotistical, but emotions are what bring people down and send them to prison. If guys acted with their big head instead of their little head, there never would have been a Me Too movement. I have never looked at any man and been like I want him so much I am just going to take him. Now, I have looked at a man and been like he looks so fucking stupid, I must explore my murder phone sex fantasies, so he never procreates.

I had that overwhelming sensation last night when I met Oliver at my local Goth dive bar. He was spiking girls’ drinks. I see everything. I am never caught off guard. My sixth sense is strong. I drugged him first. Not the first time or the last time that will happen. I was going to take him to my kill shack where I do my best work and can prolong the agony, but this guy was about 250 lbs of dead weight drugged. I settled for a back-alley castration. He had a worthless wiener. No woman would want to fuck or suck that worthless nub. I drove him to the waterfront. It is a seedy warehouse district where all the drug deals go down and hookers hang out. His sexually mutilated junk would be blamed on some whore not a torture sex bitch like me. He was out cold. I pulled his pants down and laughed at the short stack he thought he could force on me if I had not outsmarted him. I used a rusty blade and cut off his balls and half of his cock and tossed them in the river for fish food. I left him there to bleed out and get jack rolled. Fucking loser. He will just be the victim of another random act of senseless violence. Although it was not senseless to me. The bastard deserved it all.

Bloody Phone Sex Massacre

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I am all about. I love a massacre. Blood turns me on. It is my favorite color. I bathe in blood. I drink blood. I am not a witch or a vampire though. I am just a sick bitch with a passion for pain. I love a bloody massacre the most, but normally I am only killing one little bitch at a time. This new client of mine had the fantasy of a gang bang with a bunch of little schoolgirls. He even had a a plan on how to get a bunch of brats together at once. I traveled for this guy to another state. It was a for hire job. He paid all my expenses and my fee. He ended up doubling my fee because he was so satisfied with our work. I normally do not travel that far. It is not that I do not think I can kill in another state. I can kill anywhere.  I just cannot scope out and plan as well when I have no lay of the land. But this dude was the best accomplice sex partner ever. He knew this house that had a bunch of illegals who were likely nabbed for the sex trade. We massacred the place. Sneak attack. No one would report these brats dead. And with us in and out of the state so quickly, we would not be found. We went in at night, killed the three gunmen guarding the place. That left about a dozen little South of the border girls who spoke no English to play with. This dude just wanted to fuck a bunch of young brats and kill them. He was a true partner. Not only did he fuck these little cunts, he helped me stab them to death. Guns are traceable. Not my knives. I make many of my own. Never have I purchased a knife that was so rare it could be traced back to me. Blood was gushing all over the place. I love the taste and feel of the blood of little girls. We came in the middle of the night and left undetected. Always covered because of cameras. I mean we had zero motive and those types of crimes get blamed on rival gangs. Some evil trafficker took out the competition when it was just two folks with teen rape porn fantasies.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Slay

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. My favorite way to kill is with one of my knives. I have over 1,000 knives, many are vintage. My late grandfather was an avid collector of weapons. He liked weapons with a history. He had medieval torture devices and he even had some serial killer weapons. He ran a prison in the 60s and 70s. He got shut down when the government discovered that he was using prisoners as Guinea pigs for kickbacks from pharmaceutical companies. I loved him. He was my mentor. Maybe the only person I actually loved. My parents were useless as tits on a boar hog as my grandpa would say. He nurtured my natural homicidal tendencies. He is the reason I can help you kill some cunt and never get caught. On Monday, Fourth of July, I went hunting. I brought a couple knives and started a snuff sex spree. With a knife I can kill a thousand ways and show off my skills. I could have been a butcher. I am not a meat eater, but I do love tender flesh if you know what I mean. On Monday, I took a couple prime cuts of thigh meat as a souvenir. I freeze the flesh to eat later. I found this one guy who I killed first. He was tool tormenting animals with fireworks, so I tortured him. He was drunk and easy to bait. He was easy to kill too. I did not kill him right away. I tortured him. It was time for some Karma. I castrated him while he was awake and fed his balls to this beautiful Pitt bull he scared with fireworks. I then shoved a firecracker up his ass. Ouch. I destroy his body with various cuts. Carved him up like a side of beef. Took a big segment of thigh meat that I will savor later. I love a good flank steak. He suffered. That was my goal. Torture sex with knives is awesome. Want to hunt with me or maybe be my next victim and dinner?

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Bloody phone sex

I love when we rape niggers together babe! It makes me so happy to know that you feel the same way as I do. You called me up yesterday and requested we kidnap a teenage nigger slut and escort the whore into the dungeon. I did exactly as I was told as soon as she walked in you bent her over and branded her ass Property of Frank. Daddy has officially got himself a sex slave! I was so happy to go and purchase her from our local dealer! Just another useless whore for us to torture. She has that victim mentality anyways.. So why not make her one! We had so much fun with her.

You had me insert an exposed wire into her pussy as we watched her fry… Her hair stood up and smoked just the way you like it… Daddy loves the smell of negros burning! Right now, we have her down in the fire pit preparing her to burn like a pig! Daddy gave her Pitocin because her contractions are stalling… this helps the labor process and should have her pushing out a baby in no time! Pitocin acts as oxytocin, a hormone the body naturally makes. I went down there and cut the umbilical cord for daddy! Now that we’ve got what we wanted from that fuck pig we will set her on fire and listen to her excruciating screams.

Can’t wait to see what daddy has in store for our new coon.

Sex with dead bodies

Knife Play Princess

knife play phone sex

Are you in the mood to get your knives out and have a little fun with a hottie like me? I love knife play phone sex. We get to tell each other everything we’d do to each other or to someone else together with those knives. I personally love the feel of cold steel against my naked body. I love feeling that sharp knife tip against me. Where do you want to poke me with that knife, baby? My nipples? You can press that tip right into the center of my nipple and make it bleed. Would that turn you on?

Maybe you’d rather have me spread my legs and you could trace my inner thighs with the tip. You wouldn’t necessarily be trying to cut me, but I think that you’d get so excited that you’d apply more pressure, and you would definitely draw blood. But if YOU are the one who wants to be all sliced up, just tell me. I like taking matters into my own hands sometimes and I know I could do some real damage to you if that’s what you like. Or maybe even if that’s not what you like. 

 She better not die on me now!

Of course, I like to put on a show and have a live audience to my depravity, so it should be no surprise that my slaves watch as I destroy this little slut. She is a dumb bitch who isn’t even good at being tortured, let alone fucked and stuffed, so she is no good to me! I guess the only thing that she is good for now is to entertain me this one last time! I could use a good squirt; it’s been a few days since I last hunted. I have to send a message, so tonight is going to be fun! The metallic smell of her blood fills the room, and my pussy is dripping wet! Knife play phone sexI don’t know the last time I got so excited about a kill, but boy am I is my cunt throbbing. I grab my hunting knife, and slice her left tit clean off with one quick motion. The sound of the knife slicing through her flesh is almost enough to take me over the edge, but the scream she let out did the trick! I love to hear them scream and beg for mercy, as if that will stop the reign of torture that I am going to deliver to her on a sliver plater! oh wait no that her mutilated and decapitated body parts! I take the bloody knife and lick her blood off the taste of her life force and the rush of it was too much and I collapse in a puddle of my own squirt! God damn this is so good! No one can tell me that snuff is not the only form of sexual pleasure needed. I think as I hear her blood dipping to the cement below.  She better not die on me now! I’m just getting started!

Torture

violent phone sexWe have her hung by her wrist in the basement. Such a good position she is in to get her ready for your rape fantasies isn’t she? I go downstairs and start getting her prepped to participate in our evil acts. First I stick the needle containing the drug of your choice into her fucking neck making her lash out and try to fight. Then I take my favorite knife and slowly start to carve your name into each of her arms. But I’m not done yet, I take out my cigarettes and slowly start to leave burn holes in the shape of a heart on her stomach. God her screams are making my pussy so fucking wet and she’s almost ready for you sir. I start to make little cuts all over her body and put buckets underneath of her for the blood to drain out. That’s the best part, I love that you save the blood for us to bathe in after we have abuses, tortured, fucked, and snuffed this little bitch. I tell you that she is ready and you are pleased with my work. I get to hold her legs up and watch your cock slide in and out of her tight fucking cunt. I can tell you’re about to cum so I grab on the little bitches neck and squeeze and we watch the light go out of her eyes while you cum in her fucking pussy.

Alter Girl

sadistic phone sexI tricked him into thinking I was this little church girl who was a virgin, but little did he know that I was so fucking far from that. I told him I wanted to meet him after Sunday school by the alter once everyone was gone so we could pray together. That’s not what was going to happen though, I was going to turn him into a sadistic fucking freak just like me. I got my cross, bible, and knife and sat them beside me while I was waiting for him and then stripped down. When he walked in, I made sure to lock the door so he wouldn’t be able to get out and no one could interrupt me. I grabbed my knife and told him to strip so I can see his big juicy cock and I knew he was already hard. I went up to him and got on my knees to suck his thick cock like it was my fucking job. After that I knew it was time to step it up, so I threw him down while I climbed on top of him and rode his cock while slicing a pentagram on his chest like the satanic fuck I am. I loved hearing his screams and pleads for me to stop but I couldn’t I needed this. Once his screams were done, I knew it was time. I grabbed the cross and he already knew what I wanted. He fucked my tight little shit hole with that fucking cross while he pounded my little cunt so fucking hard.

Fisted His Bloody New Pussy Hole

I wanted to give him a pussy, so I castrated him. I tied his whore ass up with his legs wide open. I tied a rubber band on the base of his cock. While sharpening my knife I stuck a dildo in his tight asshole.

Ass rape porn

I forced it deep in his ass and I pulled it in and out of his man pussy until he cried like a bitch and bled. As soon as he was crying like a bitch begging me to stop, I knew he was ready to become one. I pulled his cock all the way out, took my knife and like Lorena Bobit I cut his dick right off. While he bled out a fingered my cunt while calling him my bitch. I then stuck my fingers in his new cunt hole I created, and finger fucked his bloody hole. When I was ready to cum, I stuck my whole fist into his new pussy hole and fisted him until he passed out. When i was done I left him there to bleed out.

My Friday the 13th Ritual

Kidnapping phone sex

 

Every single Friday the 13th, I like to act out my own slasher flick as an homage to all of my onscreen horror idols, which usually involves kidnapping a sexy little fuck pig, tormenting her while I hold her captive then letting her “escape” so I can hunt down and, ultimately, have my way with her.  Yeah, I know it’s trite and contrived.  It’s supposed to be, Idiot!  Ever hear of a tribute?

Yesterday was the only 13th falling on a Friday this year so I wanted to be sure to make it good.  I didn’t want to terrorize campers or go hunting for hikers in the woods.  I wanted to keep it urban this time so I decided to stalk down a stripped and stressed sorority girl that I happened upon.  Those are my favorite.  Unsuspecting college sluts who think their pointless little lives are just going to continue on their privileged and predetermined courses.

There are always coeds trying to make themselves cum with each other outside of bars that are close to campus.  Fuck pigs love booze, probably because it helps them forget how average their lives are.  Last night, I found a blonde bimbo outside of a hipster hangout getting banged doggy style behind a dumpster.  It was perfect.  

All I did was creep up behind the big grunting gorilla that was sticking it to her then put my hand over his mouth as I sliced his throat.  You have to be sure to go deep enough to cut through the larynx if you don’t want them to be able to scream out and alert everyone.  I slashed his voice box in one swift movement which, as you could imagine, made him tense up and grab onto that whore’s hips really hard as he started twitching.  She loved it, totally thought the blood was him blowing his load and shooting it all over her back.  “Oh yeah!  Cover me with cum, Daddy!” she wailed as the crimson liquid sprayed out of his gaping neck wound and rained down onto her soft skin.  It wasn’t until he fell to the ground and started gurgling that she knew something was amiss.  Then she turned to see little ol’ me looming over her with a bloody knife in my hand and black death in my eyes.  

She screamed and ran, as planned and It didn’t take me long to herd her toward my rented box truck.  As every dumb bitch who tries to run in heels does, she tripped, which gave me the opportunity to grab her and toss her in the back of my mobile prison.  After closing the roller door, I cut every stitch of blood soaked clothing off of her, probed her wet pussy with four fingers while I sucked on a titty, then threw her naked self into a little cage I had prepared.  

Without saying a word, I left her in the back and started driving, not stopping until we were in the next town over.  Disorientation is key in these scenarios.  I drove us to a parking garage and took us all the way to the top before stopping, then let the truck sit in idle for a while.  More disorientation. 

You should’ve seen her face when I opened it up and let her out of the cage.  She didn’t know what the hell was happening!  When she turned and saw me glaring at her with my knife at the ready, she got wise and took off into the garage.  I gave slow and methodical chase, using little shortcuts to pop up in front of her when she least expected it to cut or stab her a bit.

When we got down to street level, I was hot on her heels but let her get out of the building and run out into public view.  Sure, she got away.  How else am I going to make a sequel?  I’ll find her again next Friday the 13th.  I kept the cunt’s license, that fuck pig will be easy to track.