Tag: Knife play phone sex

Snuff Dreams

Knife play phone sexI had the most wickedest dream last night I had to wake up and write about it. I was coming out of work getting into my car. When all of a sudden I was grabbed from behind and my head banged up against the car door. My body went limp but I did not pass out. Who ever it was threw me into my car, and handcuffed my wrists behind my back. He drove me somewhere I have no idea where. But when we got to where we were going he dragged me out of car. Cuts my clothes off with a knife, even digging into my flesh as he does. He is punching and kicking at my naked body. I could feel the pain in my dream. And it felt amazing. I could feel him raping me with the knife. Gutting my insides. I could actually feel the blood drip out of cunt. Then without warning he snuffed the life right out of me. And that is where I woke up right before my death. And the blood I could feel dripping out of my cunt was my cunt juices leaking as I squirted. Making a huge mess on my bed.

Cutting Off My Sister’s Clit

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So my little sister has always been “Miss Perfect” and it’s always driven me totally crazy. She get better grades in school, she’s a cheerleader (*puuuuuuke*) and I even think mom and dad love her more but I figured out the best way to get even. I’m going to cut that little bitch’s clit right off. I got a hold of some crazy Mexican sleeping pills that are basically roofies and I slipped it into that stupid cunt’s protein shake this morning. On the walk to school she started getting lightheaded and being the good older sister that I am I escorted her to “safety” which was really just the abandoned warehouse we pass by. Once she started to fade off to dream land, I tied her hands behind her back and each of her ankles to the rusty support beams that hold the shanty roof together. There were dead rats and birds all over the place and the place smelled like death. My pussy was getting soaking wet just thinking about how evil I was about to be by mutilating her privates which would make sex painful for her forever. I pulled her panties down and opened up her little labia lips, exposing her clit. Going down on her, licking and sucking the clit to get it nice a plump so I could be sure to cut the entire thing right off. Then I pulled out my trusty scissors that I had just sharpened for this task. Taking them right up to her clit and in one hard *snip* it was bye, bye for lil sister’s clitty! I then shoved it up into her pussy and force fucked her with the scissors for good measure. After I tore her clothes off and punched myself a bunch of times so that it would look like there was a huge struggle. I ended up blaming it on a maniac who tried to kidnap us. Lol She’ll never know it was actually me who did it. Hopefully now she’ll get off her high horse. But just in case, what do you think my next plan should be?

Daddy’s Forced Abortion

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Daddy found out I was preggo. I guess there’s some rule where if you take a pregnancy test at school the nurse has to call one of your family members. I begged the school nurse not to call my daddy because I knew he would be furious, especially since the chances of him not being the father were pretty slim. Daddy showed up and picked me up from the office. Putting on his sweet and caring daddy act in front of all of the staff but I was shaking. Once we got into the car, that’s when daddy started unfolding the plan at hand. He was going to force my unborn angel out of my belly and that would be the end of that. What ever he wanted to do with the bastard little one would be up to him and I would be lucky to survive the order as a whole. Once we got him he instructed me to lay down on the bed. He immediately sat down right on top of the little bump forming on my belly- jumping on me repeatedly and screaming that I was a whore. I could feel the sack about the burst but daddy wasn’t done. He got a knife and cut my womb open. There was blood everywhere. He then stuck his erect cock into the brand new fuck hole and started fucking my womb, taking the knife inside a few time and making cuts to the already dead precious little. After he was done force fucking my womb, he reached in and pulled out what remained of my little dreamer. He opened her mouth and skull fucked it until his cock came out the other side of her head. After he wrapped her up and made me hold my dead little, saying only one last thing- if you’re going to be a little whore for anyone else than daddy- you’ll be the one wrapped up in dirty shop rags covered in blood next time.

Bloody phone sex

bloody phone sexI was on a date and I happened to get my time of the month right when we were about to get down right dirty. When his fingers slipped inside of me and he pulled them out, only to see how bloody they were- he got even more turned on. He reached in his pant pockets and pulled out a shinny metal knife.

I wanted to get up and run, but before I could he shoved his cold blade right into my cunt. I guess my flow was not heavy enough for him. He stabbed my cunt over and over again. My legs are slippery wet in my blood. He takes his cock out and shoves it into the gaped open new hole that he has made. He starts pumping in and out of me, saturating his cock in my blood.

I guess after he is done he is just going to leave my body here to bleed out.

Knife Work Practice

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You have been instructing me for awhile on the pleasure of knife play. Having me drag the blade across my thighs first to get used to the sensation then ordering me to press harder and harder. Cutting off my labia was fun although I cannot lie, it did hurt a whole lot. I’m a bit of a self inflicting sadist though, as you know by now for sure. Watching the look in your eyes while we take turns digging the tip of the blade into my flesh and seeing how big and full of pleasure your face grows while I use my body like a personal voodoo doll. You even got these amazing needles that we stick directly into my ovaries from my tummy itself. Being your human pin cushion for your darkest desires is what gets me off. Finally, you get the big knife out that is double sided and have me ride it like a mounted dildo until it cuts me open. Creating just one giant fuck hole from vagina opening to anal wall. We still have more work to do and personally, I look forward to it.

Castration Phone Sex with Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is by far my favorite. I am not a man hater. Guys think that because I like removing some dude’s nuts that I am some ball busting male hater. I look at what I do as charity. I am stopping the spread of stupidity. I am stopping the spread of misogynistic behavior. If a guy begs me for junk removal, he is no man. He doesn’t deserve his testicles. Those are for winners. Many times, however, I take a guy’s junk for free. I consider that charity. I did some fine charity work over the weekend. The mall is my hunting ground. Usually when I am there, however, I am hunting young flesh to exterminate. I have noticed a dirty old pervert stalking the jailbait for weeks. Facial recognition programs told me he was on the sex offenders list. He diddled some young girls and showed his old creepy genitals to some other girls playing in the park. He was clearly hunting new victims. I appreciate other sick fucks, but I do hate a certain type of P man. The ugly fat slobs with no game who even a fat ugly girl would reject. I confronted him. I explained I knew who he was, and I would report him for violating his parole. He tried to pull a knife on me in the food court. I knocked it out of his hand and pushed him into a public restroom. I yanked down his pants, laughed at his small pecker and cut off his balls. Right then, I de nutted the creeper.  I had nothing to stop the bleeding because I planned on drugging him and doing this at home. I flushed his nuts down the toilet and told him he won’t be preying on young girls again. I walked out of the bathroom with a big smile. I heard later a man had been rushed to the hospital, the victim of a violent castration. He is an old pervert who preyed on young girls. The list of suspects who wanted his balls, I was sure was long. It was a charitable castration.

Mutilation Phone Sex with Marley

Mutilation phone sexHe’d picked me up and taken me back to a warehouse. I thought I was safe, since there were so many people around. He offered to feed me, so I stuck around. When everyone else had gone home for the evening, I started to get a little worried, but….food! He told me he had a kitchen toward the back of the warehouse, and that we could go back there and he’d cook up something delicious for me. Instead, what I found as he locked the door behind us was another girl a bit younger than me. She was on the floor crying quietly, and he introduced me to “my little sister”. I knew right then that something really bad was coming. He made me play with her – her tits, ass, and pussy – before making her do all the same things to me. Then, he had her tie me up and shove a pole right up my cunt. He stood that pole up in a hole in the ground, and I dangled on it, feet maybe an inch from the ground. I could feel the pole trying to work its way into my cervix from my own weight pressing down on it. Then, he broke out a huge blade, and a welding torch. He held the blade up to that flame until it was red-hot. Then, as she watched on in horror, and I watched as though I was not even in my own body, he started at my feet, cutting my body into pieces. I watched my feet fall to the ground, then my calves, then my thighs. The pain wasn’t even registering after the first one. Then, he was at my belly….

Snuff Porn Fantasies

snuff pornHe told me I was perfect for snuff porn. I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not. Did he mean I looked like a good pain slut or did I look like the kind of girl that should be killed? Turns out it was both. He put on a Japanese snuff film and talk about all the ways he could kill me. My pussy was super wet. Seriously, the more graphic he got about killing me, the more I wanted to die. I know, right? What is wrong with me that I would actually want to die on film? I am a submissive whore. I prefer being used and abused than treated like a princess. Pain and violence make me horny. He was getting high which always takes him to a weird place. I was huffing a spray can bottle for a quick cheap high. It was impossible for me to feel pain. I told him to hurt me; like seriously hurt me. He took his cigarette and burned my clit. I yelped in delight. I begged for more. He took his switchblade and carved his name in my stomach. The hot crimson blood trickled down my stomach. He started stroking his cock until he came on my belly. The look of blood and cum mixed together on my stomach was so hot. He fucked me twenty minutes later, cutting my face and arms. Blood and sex are fricking hot. Want to fuck me then kill me? I really do deserve to die. I want to star in your snuff movies.

The Private Collection

 

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I woke up in a dark room. Looking around for any way to turn lights on, I was completely faded.
I guess there was something in that last drink at the bar? I kept walking around the dark room, totally blacked out.
I kept feeling weird fleshy pieces along the walls that were sticking out but didn’t think much of it until the lights came on.
Once I could see what I had been touching, I couldn’t help but vomit all over the floor. It was cocks.
Thousands and thousands of cocks attached to the walls. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, noticing they were all hard.
I had to fuck those cocks.
I ran around the room like a crazy nympho bitch, pleasuring myself on all the dicks. Cumming over and over
on each dick. All the beautiful dead man’s cocks, every nationality. A rainbow of orgasms waiting to happen.
After exhausting myself, I opted to take a nap. That’s when the lights went out again. I wonder what will be there
when I wake up this time? Or do you think my privates will become apart of this gallery on this next run?
I guess when I wake up, we’ll find out. 😉

Castration Phone Sex: Who Wants Junk Removal?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is the next best thing when you are a sadistic bitch. Virtual castration is hot, but not nearly as fun as really taking a pair of nuts. Ted pissed me off. He told me, even paid me, to remove his nuts. I had all the tools ready. The castration chair was dusted off, my knives sharpened. I was pissed when he didn’t show up and I discovered that the check had been cancelled. I was going to give him free junk removal. He earned it. I hunted him down at this dive bar he frequents. I spiked his drink and snatched him in the parking lot as he was stumbling to his car. I hit him hard, so he was out cold on the ride to his place. He woke up in a chair, not my preferred chair, but in the position I needed. Once he realized who I was he tried apologizing. Too late for that shit. Backing out is one thing, but once you agree to nut removal, I keep the money regardless if you chicken out. “You could have had a clean castration,” I whispered in his ear right as I used my rusty knife to cut off his balls. He screamed loudly. I licked the blood from his severed balls off my knife. The taste of pain and humiliation is the best taste. He cried like a baby. I laughed, even bent down to kiss him so he could taste it off my lips. I told him that he brought this on himself. I was happy to give him a clean castration and stop the bleeding but he stopped the check. No compassion for assholes. Let this be a lesson to you. If you call me and ask for a certain fantasy, don’t change your mind as I am already planning for some torture sex.

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