Tag: Knife play phone sex

Sharpen Your Knives and Let’s Play

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I have an extreme craving that I can’t get out of my mind. I just really want to have some knife play phone sex. There are so many instruments that we could use for some hardcore twisted BDSM pleasures, but my mind is on the sensation of cold carbon steel against my throat while you fuck me without regard for me at all. I want you to use the fuck out of my hole while my life hangs on the flick of your wrist. I’ve been playing with my favorite blade here in my bed and wish it was your hands around the wooden handle. I have eleven and a quarter inches of fatal fetishism in my hot hands, just waiting.
If you don’t step up to the plate and overpower me though, you will find yourself in trouble. Someone is going to bleed for someone and if you can’t penetrate me with that eleven inches of steel death then I will take it to you. I’ll straddle you and the last thing you will experience is me taking you apart, one slice at a time. Don’t worry, I’ll plunge it in. I’ll have my sadistic fun first though. Are you ready?

The Tide Runs Red on a Black Night.

The wolves are howling and hungry on a bloody phone sex night. She lies there in a pool of pool and semen. The glassy eyes stare into the darkness. Just a few hours ago she was a beautiful woman. But she was a bitch, this woman who broke your heart. She ran off with your best friend.  Now he’s gator bait out in the swamp and she is dead fuck meat. I knew you had the evil in you when you came to me, begging for help. A few sips of my special elixir and you exploded with rage, eager to destroy her. We abducted her, brought her to my lair. She was all fire at first, calling you every name. Tiny cock, no balls, loser. But when I walked in the room, knocked her to the floor, and slammed a stiletto heel in her eye, that flame turned to despair. And then to begging and praying as the torture began. We fucked every hole, probing her “hot little pussy” with a red hot poker. The screams inflamed us, driving us into a sexual frenzy. I made tiny cuts on her tits before I cut off her nipples. Then I handed the blade to you. You put her on her knees and made her beg for her life as you destroyed her asshole with an angry cock. You slashed her throat just as orgasm overtook you, riding her to a thrashing bloody happy ending. Who do you need to punish? What bitch deserves to die?

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Tis the Season to Make Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMost women are watching sappy ass Lifetime Christmas movies this time of year. Not me. I am watching and making snuff movies. I hate the holidays. The only thing I can tolerate are the crowded malls. And that is because crowded malls are perfect hunting grounds for sick bitches. The malls are crammed full of snuff victims. Pretty, vacuous and greedy little bitches who deserve to die run amok in malls across the US . Consumer culture obsessed brats who think the world revolves around them. I saw this posse of young mean girls. They were making fun of adults. They were scamming men out of money too. They were the kind of girls it would be fun to slaughter. Getting them away from the mall was easy too. I drove them willingly to their death. I told them I was a movie director and I was casting a horror movie that needed young girls. They ate up my lie because of their colossal egos. Once in my kill shack, I gave them drinks spiked with knock out drugs and I destroyed them. They weren’t passed out. There is no fun in that. Just subdued, so they would fight less. I like a little fight in them. They quickly realized I was a snuff porn director and they were my stars. I stripped them naked first. I enjoyed humiliating them like they did the women in the mall. I drew with a  sharpie on their fat areas. I wrote whore on their foreheads and laughed at their flat titties and bald cunts. Eventually, I got annoyed with their whining. I killed them. Slowly of course. I wanted to enjoy their death. I made it painful, cutting their femoral arteries until they bled out slowly. RIP Mean girls. You were naughty bitches and Santa snuffed you out.

Off with Your Balls

knife play phone sexThere’s something so sexy about a sharp blade. Any blade. Knife, razor, sword, box cutter. Shiny and sharp, placed right up against your nut sac. You wonder if I’m going to tease you or hurt you. You feel the sharp edge dragging along your flesh and the blood beads up. Didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be castrated? Oh, you beg me not to hurt you but that rock hard cock gives you away. You like the fear that you’re feeling. The adrenaline rushes through your veins as the cum builds in your testicles. You groan out loud. You better not cum, or I will end you now. This is cock control and your life depends on it. A shot of cum and I will make your blood spurt, too. You clench your teeth, gasping for air, trying to get control of your raging member who only wants to cum. I smile and wait. “Beg for your balls.” I order you. You sound like a little bitch whining as you plead for your manhood. The whimper is starting to irritate me. I have my blade poised right up against your bulging purple mushroom head. Shall I cut your cock off in pieces or will one swipe of my wrist leave you as a sissy eunuch forever?

Knife Play Phone Sex Jezabel

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Look, I know you are a demented soul. And the latest knife play phone sex blog will appeal to your cock that only loves gore and murder. I understand. I can’t get wet for vanilla sex at all. In fact, I would like to tell you what made me cum so fucking hard yesterday That I almost forgot My Name. Its Jezabel and I am known for turning on men like you in a heartbeat.

You just sent me to hogtie your wife and drug your little ones. You said I could Hurt her but keep her alive. You had in-laws coming over and needed her to cook the meal and I was just to give her an attitude adjustment while you snuck in and fucked those sweet holes of your bratty girls. I didn’t blame you for wanting soft and delectable cunnies wrapped around your cock. But As I pulled the Missus down to the ground and hogtied her like the ham she was cooking I saw the butcher knives, and I liked hearing her scream as I cut her open like a pig. I bleed her out so much that her heart had slowed down and she was minutes from death. I killed your wife the rest of the way by fucking her pussy with the biggest butcher knife. You came downstairs with blood on your cock and said your girls weren’t breathing.  I had overdosed them on purpose. And now you had three dead bodies on your hands. I took all your money as I cleaned the scene and went back home to cook and feed the homeless your family’s bodies. And That Is why I am the evil Jezabel!

Slice & Dice

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I met this guy who has the same sick ass twisted mind like me. We decided to go out for a date and have a little fun. Our mission was to catch a slutty prostitute whore then bring her back to the hotel and rape fantasy all of her cum holes. Let’s just say we did everything as planned and then some. I stayed at the hotel and he brought the slutty cum guzzling whore back. She laid on the bed and spread her legs wide open for Michael to enter his hard stiff cock into her pussy. Before she could even blink I gutted the bitch like a fish. Michael never flinched and continue to fuck her bleeding now lifeless body. Whores are never worth anything anyway. Dead or alive they are only good for a fuck. Michael says the pussy is even better dead than alive. He says upon death it swells up around his cock. I laughed an evil laugh and continued to watch Micheal fuck this worthless whore. Her body split open from the top to the bottom. This made my flesh crawl but my cunt even wetter. Can you get my pussy to cum by being my accomplice? We can find a pretty little whore to kill or maybe even someone you know.

 

Kidnapping phone sex

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I knew I had found the perfect partner to my twisted little fantasies that I like to live out. It was fate that brought us together. It was my first day working for this kidnapping phone sex line. I knew it would be easy to find the perfect one but I had no idea it would happen so fast! He was perfect and I knew he could help me get what I had always wanted! I seek a thrill that no drug could match. I wanted to watch and play with my evil little kitty as the perfect crime took place just feet from me. This would have me dripping and gushing for him! I told him the general plan, go in through the window, and snatch the little bitch. Once we had her in the back of the van, he cut her nightie off and bound her. Every time she whimpered he would punch her and tell her to shut the fuck up. This had me so turned on already. I watched as he slid her panties down and spread her little pussy open. He held his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as he slid his hard cock in her.Watching that little cunnie get stretched and start bleeding was so sexy. He stroked hard and deep as she cried and screamed into his hand. I squirted hard as he fucked that little bitch for me until he filled her with his hot load. He might have been finished but I wasn’t, I still wanted more and he knew it. He held the razor sharp knife up as I gave him a wink and kept fingering my juicy wet pussy. He thrust the knife down and into this little bitch’s chest. Then taking the knife out he stabbed her over 50 times as he laughed at her. This was the best part, I love watching little cum whores bleed out!

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Torture

medical fetish phone sexHe wanted medical fetish phone sex. I thought maybe that just meant some demented gynecologist fun. Guys love to mutilate and abuse a woman’s private parts. Not sure why, but they do. I was sitting on a table with my legs in the stirrups waiting for the speculum to crank my cunt open. That didn’t happen. What did happen was an electric taser was shoved up my pussy. He shocked my internal girl parts. I was convulsing and going into shock. He just turned up the voltage. I could smell my flesh burning. I was cooking from the inside out. He said it was forced sterilization because a stupid whore like me should not be allowed to reproduce. The pain was beyond anything I felt before. Smoke was coming out of my cunt. My flesh was charred. His cock was hard from my pain. He wanted to fuck my sterile cunt. He wanted to see if the sterilization worked. He fucked my burnt cunt for like 5 minutes before cumming. It felt like an eternity because I was so sore. I have no doubt he permanently sterilized me. My pussy is still in pain.

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If looks could kill all you bitches would be dead. I know my body and face attracts any man or woman that comes my way. That is how I lure my victims into my sick twisted ass world. I use my angelic looks to make them feel safe and  feel like I will do them no harm. Little do they know as soon as they get to my home I am slicing their throats and fucking my accomplice right there in the warm puddle of blood. I have two bodies right now at my home. I just caught my victims last night. I sliced the throats and let all the blood spill out onto the floor. I then laid in the blood and made myself a bloody snow angel with my body. You know when you make a snow angel in the snow? Yeah its the holidays so fuck snow. I am using blood instead. That was so much fun I then played with my pussy and bust a hard nut and passed out and feel asleep.

Over My Dead Body

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Do you ever find yourself fantasizing about necrophilia phone sex? I mean, you would be having sex with a partner who could never say no. She could never talk about to you. You can do whatever you want with her whenever you want it. I mean, just think about it. You can fuck her mouth or ass whenever you have the desire to. And you don’t ever have to worry about her needs when you’re fucking. Because, let’s be honest – dead women don’t have any needs, except maybe a defibrillator and we both know you’re not going to be getting that for her.

A lot of people might think it’s weird to be fantasizing about necrophilia, but I don’t. I’d be more than happy to be that dead girl for you. Maybe on our call you can snuff me out and then have your way with me. You can fuck my body as many times as you want to. I won’t be able to say no. There’s no way I can tell you I am too tired. Doesn’t that sound like a really fun way to spend a night? All you must do is call me so we can get this twisted party started.