As he was choking me and plowing his dark brown sand nigger cock into my pussy he was telling me I was a dirty white devil. This was not his holiday to celebrate. He wasn’t going to wish me a merry any fucking thing. Instead he was going to ruin my Christmas and my pussy. He was going to fuck me till my white devil pussy was fiery red and swollen! Like a Infidel Whore should be fucked. I was begging him to let me go, begging him to spare my life. I had so much more to live for. He began to praise Allah as he was brutally fucking my asshole. His knife was digging into my throat as he fucked me. Forcing me to take every inch of his sand nigger cock! Teaching me a lesson for being a dirty white devil whore! I had been tempting him for weeks, he said he has seen every sign. He said I forced him to take such measures.. “This is all your fault white devil.” he whispered in my ear as he slit my throat and came inside of my asshole.
Tag: Knife play phone sex
Snuff Sex Born a Victim
I couldn’t help but think I was being stalked and snuff sex keeps crossing my mind. Who fucking thinks like that? I do! I’ve been through it all, and can not help but be suspect to foul play, as it turns me the fuck on!
I get off on being the focus of someones mind enough to plan it all out. I’m fucked up in my twisted thoughts and here is a prime example as to why… as it just happened. In my haste of getting my shopping done and to my car I failed to pay attention to the van parked right next to my car. As I stepped to my car, on the other side of the van I was grabbed and pulled in.
Knocked out and my clothes cut off of me I was ass raped porn material from the grab. I was sent this video of what was done to me that night I awoke in my car in the mall parking lot covered in blood and secretions of cum and spit. My panties where sliced and I had cuts in my vaginal region and on my breasts and thighs.
I now see how it all went down and I also see that it’s a very popular money maker. This reads as a threat since they know my address. I can’t help but rub one out right now.
2 Girl Phone Sex Gets Brutal
Venus was a BDSM goddess, that’s for sure. She tortured me alongside the road for a bit longer, leaving welts, gashes, and bite marks at random. Then, she took me back to what I assume was her place. If I’d thought the torment was over, I got a lesson really quickly. She carried, physically carried, me into her place and straight into what looked like a dungeon of horrors. There were chains everywhere, hooks, blades, cattle prods, fireplace pokers, and a wide array of other nefarious-looking items. She laid me down on a table in the middle of the room, and made sure that my bound hands were secured. She proceeded to grab various instruments to beat, poke, and otherwise torture me with. At one point, she even set one of the fireplace pokers into what could only be called a brazier of smoldering coals. She used the shape to brand me before poking the rod into my side deep enough to leave a cauterized gouge mark. She knew exactly how to make me scream, and every scream that I uttered drove her to want another. Finally, she brought out this massive machete-type blade, and I couldn’t help but groan in terror. She slowly slid it into my cunt and proceeded to fuck me with it, slicing into my flesh with every slow stroke. I could feel myself slowly starting to bleed out from all of the damages….
Castration Phone Sex: Tis the Season To Whack off Nuts
Castration phone sex is one of my favorite calls. Tis the season to whack off testicles too. The holiday season brings out all the losers and sad sacks. In reality, the best gift a pathetic worthless piece of shit can give to the world is junk removal. If you are that pathetic you have NO business reproducing. I feel extra charitable too this time of year so I often give free ball removal services to the truly pathetic. Many men are down on their luck and can’t afford my services. In the holiday spirit, I remove their worthless junk for free. I met one such loser earlier in the week. He was panhandling on the street. He was telling tales of being a veteran, but I knew better. I went to high school with this piece of shit. He was con artist even then. Many veterans are homeless and need our help, but ass wipes like Charlie make folks leery of helping the truly homeless vets once they realize they have been scammed.
Charlie crushed on me in high school, so I saw my opportunity to give free junk removal to a bottom feeder. I told him I liked dirty sex so he didn’t need to shower. What a fucking moron to believe that line. More proof that he didn’t deserve testicles. I tied him to my bed for some kinky sex, but whacked off his balls instead of whacking him off. Blood sprayed my face, my sheets and my walls. Hot sticky blood of a total loser. I used an old rusty knife too. Dirty utensils for a dirty sorry ass man. He screamed in pain, pleaded for mercy. With rage in my eyes, I decided on some snuff sex too. I stabbed him deep in the belly. I gutted him like he was a pig and I was the butcher. Actually he was a pig and I am a butcher. A butcher of the worthless. A butcher of the annoying. A butcher of bitches. A butcher of losers. A butcher of brats. A butcher of YOU. It is going to be 24 days of murderous mayhem for me. Happy Holidays!
Knife Play Phone Sex with Marley
I awoke to a harsh, driving pain in my side. I couldn’t recognize my surroundings, what little I could see of them in the dim light and from my angle. I went to move my hand to comfort my side, only to realize I was restrained. I felt the pain in my side erupt again, and paid attention to it. It was the feeling of a blade being drawn back out of a stab wound. I had felt that before, and it drove my blood through my veins at double the rate. I tried to scream, only to realize that my mouth was taped shut. It wouldn’t do me any good to scream anyway, it seemed. The best I could make out, I was in a sealed room that looked to be made of rock or stone.
A slap across my face drew my attention to my attacker. He had a huge grin on his face as he reprimanded me for not immediately focusing on him as my superior in every way, instead of exploring my environment. I watched as that knife found its way into my side again, this time piercing one of my kidneys. I felt his hand drive into my cunt, wide open and in full. The tears poured out of me as I screamed and writhed from the pain he was putting me through. Then, I saw the knife flash upward, above my chest, only to be driven down, just below where my sternum ends. I struggled to breathe, but he drew it up again, forcing his hand deeper into me as he stabbed lower. He did this again and again, driving the knife into me lower and lower with every move, until he finally buried it to the hilt in my uterus. I wanted to die, but he wasn’t done with me yet.
having knife play phone sex with master
Master command me to meet him in his office. I’m in the normal attire, with my hair in pigtails. I hear the door open, but I dare not look up. I could tell by the way the defeat scoot across the floor that it’s master. He walks up to me and jerks my head back. He asked me if I’m ready to play. I tell him yes sir, even though on the inside I know that Im not. He commands me to get naked. I automatically stand up and take my clothes off while keeping my head down. He takes nipple clamps and puts them on my nipples. They are extremely tight and hurt. He shoves a massive anal plug inside of my ass. I whimper. He laughs when he hears me cry. He then throws me to the floor and gets on top of me. He has a knife in his hand. I know this can’t be good. He shoves his cock inside of my pussy. He stars right by me as hard as he can I forget how massive his cock is. It hurts a lot more with the anal plug inside of me. He takes the knife and start slicing my breast. I Scream. I should know better than to scream because then he takes the knife and slices my mouth on both sides. I’m gargling blood. The pain is horrific. He laughs and evil laugh as he continually fucks me. Everything is going dark. I feel him slice my throat. He takes his cock out of me and replaces it with the knife. He starts to fuck me with a knife. I try to scream but I just choke on my own blood. Everything is dark I think I’m dead. At least there is no more pain like the pain I have suffered.
Snuff Phone Sex: I Love to Kill Little Brats
Snuff phone sex is my favorite type of call especially when I get to kill little ones. I had a hot call this morning that still has my pussy wet thinking about. He was a fellow sadistic like me. I make it no secret I hate little brats. They are whiney, time consuming, self entitled, obnoxious, germy monsters. So anytime a guy calls me up to share his dark desires for snuffing out little ones, I get so wet. I am the perfect accomplice for killing little devil spawns. I snatched this little one up at the mall. So young she was still accompanied by her mother. That mommy whore was so busy on her phone taking selfies she failed to notice her little one gone. That little angel ended up in the back of a van on her way to meet my very special friend. I encouraged him to explore his rape phone sex fantasies with her. She wasn’t leaving his place alive, so why not have all the fun he could with her right? His dick in her little virgin slit made her cry for her mommy. I sat on her face while my accomplice forced his dick into her tight bloody cunnie. I tortured her little body for shits and giggles. I cut off her nipples. I sliced off her clit. I carved whore on her body. I cut a hole in her belly so my sick partner could stick his dick in her belly and watch it come out her cunt hole. She cried and screamed for a mommy who probably still didn’t know she was missing. That little cunt was a fun little torture doll. She got split in two and sliced and diced. Final fun was when I cut her eyes out so my partner could cum in her eye sockets as she bled out. Snuff sex just gets me so wet.
Accomplice Time
I got to be an accomplice yesterday, luring in a little bitch that my dom had been watching for some time. The thrill of the chase excites me, although this one didn’t run, but I did have to stalk her to determine her usual route home from school so that I could happen upon her easily. I stopped her and asked for directions to the nearest ice cream shop, and when she told me, I said that I’d like to buy her an ice cream. Easy enough, she was all for that! I texted my dom to let him know that I had her with me, and he came over in his car. He stopped on the side of the road that she and I were walking on, and I grabbed her and pushed her into the car.
When we got back to my dom’s dungeon, we tore off her clothes and gave her a good fucking. She bled like a fucking stuck pig and dom was very happy.
Blasphemy Sex – The Cultists
I had found the most beautiful old church in the middle of nowhere. I mean, it was like time had forgotten it. I decided to explore it a bit. The wood of the structure was turning gray with age, and when I walked inside, the flooring creaked and cracked. There were boards everywhere, and not a pew to be found. It was like someone had started deconstructing the church for remodeling some time back, and then abandoned all hope.
I thought I heard something, so I stood still and listened. When nothing else came to my ears, I kept moving through the church. I found an altar that still seemed to be in tact at the back of the church, and I set to explore it, but was grabbed from behind! I didn’t even have time to react, my arms and legs were grabbed so quickly. I saw nothing but robed figures. They all wore dark red robes with large hoods that completely covered their faces. They tied me to the altar and started to rip my clothes from my body. Hands massaged over my skin, and I couldn’t hold back the revolted shudder. Their laughter filled my ears, even as I struggled to keep my breathing even and not show any signs of the emotional distress I was feeling.
They bound my hands tightly with some thin cord that cut into me, and I had to bite back the yelp at the yank they issued to make sure it was tight. I knew that my blood was no longer flowing to my hands. They did the same to my ankles, and I had to hold back another yelp of pain. By that point, I was so scared that I was actually trembling, but you’d have never known if they noticed it or not. They worked quickly and methodically.
A bowl and knife were brought out, and they started slicing into me at various points on my body – all of them over vital organs. I felt the blood slowly leaking out of my body from those points as the knife was inserted into my cunt. With a great thrust and then a twist, they managed to separate me from my uterus, and yanked it out. At that point, there was no holding back the screams as I slowly bled out onto the floor.
Snuff Sex Fantasies
For months all I heard was a creepy voice on the other side of the phone saying, “I’m watching you Cassandra.” I honestly thought it was one of my former masters out to harass and scare me. I was freaked out some, but really thought it was a sick prank. I thought that until I came home from a party one night, walked into my bedroom and felt a hand go around my mouth. The way he said, “I have been waiting for you Cassandra,” was familiar. Eerily familiar. I peed in my panties because I knew it was my stalker. I didn’t recognize him, however. He put his hands around my throat in an attempt to strangle me. I pleaded, tried to scream to no avail. As he did his best to crush my windpipe with his bare hands he looked me square in the eyes and said, “The fun is only begun.” He tossed me to the bed by my throat. As I was gasping for air, he tied my hands and feet to the bed. He straddled my chest with a knife. When I screamed bloody murder, he punched me in the face so hard, teeth flew out of my mouth. I didn’t get any second chances. He plunged the knife in my stomach and sliced me open like a cadaver. I felt immense pain, then a cold nothiness that scared me. I was dying. I knew it. Too much blood was spilling from my body. My attacker put his hands inside me so he could play with my internal organs. He scooped out my insides and plopped them on my chest. He forced my head up so I could see the horror of my intestines wrapped around my tits like a macabre piece of art. Last thing I heard was his sinister laugh as he started to fuck me.