Tag: Knife play phone sex

Slice & Dice

Knife play phone sex

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

kidnapping phone sex

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.

Snuff sex

 

 

 

IfSnuff sex

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

necrophilia phone sex

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.

The deeper the cut the wetter I get

Knife play phone sex

This past Halloween I dressed up in a sexy little nun outfit. I attended a Halloween party at a local club that was hosting. Damn as I type this story my cunt is getting wet already. Just the thought of the evil shit I have done makes me horny! So while at this club I had a few drinks and was approached by some cheesy ass cornball. He offered me a drink. I accepted. He went to the bathroom so like the devias sly bitch that I am I slipped something into his drink. What dumb ass would leave his drink unattended? Even if I was a woman. Little did he know my pretty ass could not be trusted. I knew the rape fantasy drug would kick in pretty fast so I offered him up to my hotel nearby. He agreed and his tiny little dick got hard. I could see the weenie sized prick through his pants.

Once we arrived at the hotel. He said he began to feel dizzy and instantly passed out. Once he awoke, I had his dumb pathetic ass tied to the bed. Both arms and both feet tied to each post. I licked the side of his face and gave him a devilish grin. I whispered tonight is your lucky night. I am going to set your ass free.  Little did he know I meant his soul. I was about to slice this motherfucker wide the fuck open. I did just that. I sliced his ass straight down the middle. His blood gushed out all over the bed onto the floor. I rolled in it with my naked body and spread his fresh red blood all over me taking the wetness and played with my cunt until I exploded. Mmmm I need my next victim. Would you care to join me and we both find someone to split open? It could even be a bitch. I need to slice a tit or two and suck on it while it is in my hands bloody and detached.

Killer Phone Sex: My First Kill

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is at an all-time high the last week of October. I think Halloween inspires people. My first kill was on Halloween night when I was in high school. The death of a popular cheerleader was never solved. At least not the death of the popular cheerleader in my community. She was a queen bitch. She made Regina in Mean Girls seem like Mother Theresa. This pretty little cheerleader was so cruel and self-entitled. She made my life hell. I could have handled the name calling and constant torment at school, but she went way further than that. She treated me like Carrie at the prom. And I was way savvier and more astute than Carrie White. One day, I snapped. She poisoned my lunch, made me super sick, so I killed her. I played the victim role, but I got my pound of flesh.  I stabbed her in her bed a thousand times. I injected her with a paralytic drug. She felt every ounce of pain, but she couldn’t scream or move. Her parents were asleep down the hall, while I butchered their daughter with glee. I used a big dildo with a condom on it to penetrate her cunt and ass. It would look like some one had rape phone sex fantasies for her and throw suspicion off the girls she tormented. That was 12 years ago, and it is still an unsolved sexually motivated murder. The bitch had it coming. I am grateful to her, however. She made me realize how easy it is to kill. How much fun it is to inflict harm onto another living person. She gave me my passion for murder. Once you have your first kill, you are hooked. You kill again and again and for far fewer personal reasons. Let me help you have your first kill.

Knife Play

knife play phone sex

I just love it when you bring out your extravagant knife collection. It makes my clit pulsate and drip. That barbaric look in your eyes becomes extremely fierce! Knowing I will submit fully, whilst trembling with fear. Your collection seems to be growing every week. How many knives do you have now?! I want to feel the sharp end of each and every one of them. The way you slice off my panties, with your cock throbbing is one of my favorite parts when it comes to knife play phone sex. I especially love it when you tie me up and force me to watch you sharpen and clean your beautiful knives. Then you finally come over and one of them up to my skin, without puncturing it. Grazing it across my body and you watch my face. Practically never breaking eye contact. You love to keep me in a constant state of fear when it’s knife play time. I love feeling your cock tease my sweet cunt and you scrape my tits a little with that sharp blade. I feel what it does to your body. Your body and mine for that matter. What do you have in store for me tonight?

Breaking In

home invasion phone sex

You hold the knife to my warm throat as you instruct me to shut down the alarm system. That is how a lot of my home invasion phone sex fantasies begin. You know that you hold all of the power when you slip in and place the blade to my pulse like that. For a moment I think to hit the panic code, but I feel that you will find a special way to torture me if I make that mistake. Once it’s all clear you use your knife to slash my gown and also to tear off my panties.

You march me to the sofa and then I see your partner is bringing down my roommate. She looks as shaken as I am. You laugh and tell us to save our tears because it’s going to be a long night. Your partner orders my roommate to lay on her back on the coffee table. He presses the silver blade into her lower stomach and traces her cunt in a fresh blood trail. I’m wrenched up by my hair and pushed to her body to lap up the blood at knife point.

 

Late Last Night

snuff phone sex

You came home extremely late last night. You must’ve been out drinking with some colleagues again. I heard the car pull up so I decided to pretend to be asleep when you walked into my bedroom. I was intentionally wearing something lacy and something white because you just love seeing me in something that represents purity when you have plans to brutalize and torture me! It pleases me to be your victim. I felt you tying my hands behind my back, as well as my ankles. This is when I decided to begin to “wake up” and struggle. I could feel your cock get hard immediately as you were pressed up against me. Boy do you love it when I put up a fight. At this point you covered my mouth and I began to scream and gasp. Your cock is throbbing now! And I’ll be honest, my pussy us pulsing and dripping. I love that I never know just what you’ll do next. You picked me up and carried me into the kitchen, sat me down in the chair sitting right there in the middle of it. This is where you turned on the stove and started heating up a rather sharp knife. You never even break eye contact with me when you’re putting on this display of preparation. You love that fear of look in my eyes. Do you remember what happened next?