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Castration Phone Sex with Sin and Venus

castration phone sex knife playSometimes I have a victim that is either so annoying, I need to enlist the help of a sexy sadistic accomplice to double the pain. Sin was perfect. Sexy, seductive and sadistic. The perfect accomplice for my snuff pig. He wants to be castrated. In fact he paid me good money to take his worthless pecker, however, when I actually tried to chop of his useless appendage, he got cold feet. Told me I could keep the money, but wanted to call the whole deal off. It doesn’t work that way. You pay me for a service, I don’t give a rat’s ass if you change your mind. A deal is a deal. I was castrating that snuff pig.

When I told Sin about his cold feet, she agreed his dick needed to be gone yesterday. We hatched a plan together. I broke in to his house, drugged him, wrapped him in a garbage bag and brought him to Sin’s dungeon where she awaited us with a variety of cock and ball torture devices. She is an expert in bondage and CBT. She dressed him in this leather masochistic  outfit, exposing his balls. We teased and ridiculed him for hours first. A little CBT was like foreplay.  Sin put mousetraps all over his cock and balls, while I squirted Ben-Gay down his urethra and fucked his pee hole with a long sharp needle. Snuff Pig was howling in pain. You try to wiggle out of a  deal with me, better be ready to handle some pain. No one backs out of a deal with Venus. And if they do, Sin is there to help me teach them a valuable lesson.

accomplice phone sex 2 sadisticsAs much as I got off on torturing his pathetic dick, it was time to get rid of his junk. Losers shouldn’t have their peckers anyway. I was doing the world a favor by ensuring this loser would never be able to procreate.  I let Sin take his balls for her collection. She has a hundred or so shrunken or flattened balls in mason jars in her basement. A little trophy of her kills and tortures. She got out a huge mallet and smashed his testicles. No warning. Just smashed them flat. Busted each nut, then cut them off. I got out my big knife, put it to his throat, and whispered, “Say goodbye to your little friend.”  Then I chopped it right off. Blood was spraying on Sin’s walls, but she was laughing. She said Mr. Snuff Pig could clean his mess up once he stopped bleeding everywhere. Sin took her soldering iron to the bloody stump between his legs to cauterize the wound. He was a crying, sobbing, bloody mess. Oh and a dickless one at that.

Sin made him clean up his bloody mess with his tongue while we sat back and enjoyed some red wine. I love castrating men. So never fear. If you want me to take your junk, but afraid you can’t go through with it, I will take it regardless. Pathetic losers don’t deserve their genitals.

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Keeping my new year right on track

snuff sexSo if you haven’t already heard my new year’s resolution was not to stop kidnapping, torturing, forcing and killing – but to rather do it more often to better get a grip on my constantly growing anger and to fulfill practically the only thing that turns me on… What can I say I want what I want and I always make it happen. But I don’t quite like to do it alone. I like to be needed and helpful; I love to be the perfect accomplice and capture the ideal victim to have our way with. What are you into? Young and innocent? Or maybe a whore who deserves this shit and will probably secretly love it till we snuff her out? I personally have no preference, as long as I get to see the scared look on their face as I tie them up naked and as I hold my knife to their throat when they struggle. I don’t care as long as by the time we are done with them, they are begging to be fucked and telling us they will do anything we want them to do. This always makes me laugh, breaking them to this point, making them our little sex slave and into filthy little whores, begging to be fucked in order to save their life. They never quite get that they won’t be making it home ever again and that we are the last people they will see as the life fades from their eyes. And how creative I can be as I kill them in the most painful ways I can think of, in the bloodiest fashion. But not before we have our fun of course. She’ll be pleading for you to fuck her ass in no time – then begging to taste her ass and your cum once you’re done. She’ll love chocking on your dick after rubbing it all over her bloody cunt. I can’t wait to get started, so what are you waiting for?

Torture Phone Sex with Toni: Better Than a Snuff Porn Video

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The snuff porn streaming on the internet is NOTHING compared to the real thing. Hearing bones break and blood drip just doesn’t sound the same through computer speakers. When I hear someone scream, I want it be because of me. I don’t just want to see someone scared, I want to see the fear in their eyes. The smell and taste of blood is only better if it came from a fresh tortured victim. Sometimes I drag a knife across their flesh just to get a quick little taste. Another method I like to use, especially when I’m taking my time, is cutting into their flesh with rose thorns. If I’m in a really sadistic mood I might even fuck their cunt or asshole with it too!

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One time I was feeling really nasty, like I often do and I did something really sick. I took the thorny rose and shoved it down some poor bastard’s piss hole. I’ve never heard a man scream like such a little bitch before so now I do it all the time.
Any day that I get to hurt or torture somebody is a good day for me, It’s my secret addiction. I’m not sure how much of a secret it is anymore, but I still don’t want everyone to know. Do you know how hard it would be to find victims if everyone knew about what I’m up to? I’m sure it would make it more difficult and there’s no way I would want that! I’m enjoying myself too much now and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. Actually, no matter what I’ll never stop! At least not until I leave a lot of bodies behind…

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Knife play phone sex with Makayla

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After daddy punished me like he did, he wanted to have a big family dinner. All of us are scared. Last time we had a family dinner we lost a girl. Daddy says manners  is real important. We have all kinds of forks and he cuts our meat for us. He says we cant have knifes because things can get messy. We all have to wait until daddy is done cutting up our food. We all know the rules but Charity didn’t wait this time. Daddy caught her eating and he said it was wrong. She didn’t ask permission. Daddy walked up to her and grabbed her by her head. He slammed her head into the table a bunch of times. While he kept asking the rest of us the rules. Then he took his big knife and put her hand out on the table and stabbed it. He made us all watch as he cut little bits off of Charity’s face. We were all scared. We knew this was the last time we would ever see her. It was sad but so excited to watch the life drain from her eyes as we all ate. Daddy was still angry. He threw his plate at Charity to see if she was still alive. She twitched and that made him see red. He made each one of us  stab her. while one was stabbing the her he was fucking us one by one. I am happy to say daddy was please with what I did. He kept me upstairs and made me help him get rid of her. Daddy was very pleased. I am still alive and happy in love with my daddy. 

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Killer Dinner Party

killer phone sex evil bitchI know I do not fit in. I never have, likely never will. I tried to make some new hipster friends recently. If for any other reason, than just to not look like such a Wednesday Adams to my parents, and more importantly the cops. Every time someone goes missing, I don’t need them looking at the antisocial bitch in the community. I got invited to a dinner party. The conversation was insipid at best. But, I was trying. All these dudes in skinny jeans was criminal, however.  And the music , don’t get started on that. A bullet to the brain was less painful than this awful band Neutral Milk Honey. What the fuck kind of name is that anyway?  When I suggested we play some Slayer, maybe go a little “South of Heaven,” this one bitch started spewing some post modernistic babble about pastiche and irony exhausting themselves as aesthetics. Essentially she was using pretentious speech to insult heavy metal. Unacceptable.

When I heard the lyric, “And one day we will die and our ashes will fly,” I lost it. I thought this bitch’s one day is now. My hero Patrick Bateman channeled through me, as I grabbed the butcher knife in the ham and just started giving the Roger Ebert of music 50 whacks. I realized it was not all in my head. I was killing this bitch on the dining room table for real. Blood spewed all over the ceiling and across the faces of dumbfounded assholes in colored skinny jeans. They looked at me like I was a crazed bitch. I am I guess. But I could not let her drone on like that. Her body laid lifeless, covered in blood like some macabre center piece. Made me wet.

cannibalism phone sex killer partyThe room was silent. They all were in shock; they feared me. I have impulse control issues, as well as anger issues. I simply have no tolerance for stupidity or pretentiousness. I did think for a moment of killing them all. The world needs less hipsters anyway, but I decided to use their fear to control them. If they didn’t want to be a bloody centerpiece, a dead hipster, they better join me in dining on their friend. I forced them to eat her remains. I am usually more methodical about my kills so I don’t have to worry about detection and proper disposal, but shit happens. I have discovered that eating the victim, hides the remains. I was covered in their friend’s blood wielding a big ass knife, which apparently put the fear of God in them. They sprinkled some hot sauce on her and started eating her like she was BBQ ribs; like they were the progeny of Hannibal Lector. Gave new meaning to the phrase “having a friend over for dinner.” Made me more wet.

I don’t play well with others. But, I do play well with knives and annoying people. Invite me to your dinner party. I will fly into a rage and kill whomever annoys you too.

Shadow and… Becka?

2 girl call phone sexI have always dreamed of finding someone to go on a cross country murder spree with, I wanted to be the next Bonnie and Clyde or Mickey and Mallory but so far I haven’t found my  psychopathic soulmate so I decided to improvise. I went and found a sweet little bitch named Becka and forced her at gunpoint into my car. I told her that I would only let her live if she did everything I said, the first fuck up and I would kill her slowly. She was fucking terrified but seeing as how she was securely handcuffed to the door handle, there was no chance for her to escape, she wasn’t going anywhere but where I wanted her to go. We drove down the highway in silence for almost two hours before I found the perfect place to commit our first crime. It was a little mom & pop diner with only a few people inside so it would be an easy first target. I told Becka that she would be the first to die if she didn’t follow my orders but honestly, I don’t think the stupid whore could have disobeyed me if she tried! I definitely picked an obedient slut! We went in and I shot the biggest ones as soon as I walked in the door and left the bitches for Becka to take care of. She was shaking and crying, she even begged me not to make her do it but I was merciless. I made her get up close and personal with each and every one of them, she felt their hot blood spray on her when I forced her to slit their throats. Poor little whore had to try several times before she actually killed them but that’s ok, she will get better with practice…

Home invasion phone sex with Georgia

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Everyone should feel safe at home, I bet you do. I don’t normally because I never feel secure anywhere. Just when I started to actually feel safe for the first time in awhile I heard a lot of loud noises. It sounded like broken glass so I assumed a window was broken. I was right…
There they were, three guys in black ski-masks standing in front of my bed room. All I could think to do was crawl under my bed, but that’s never a smart place to hide. That’s where everyone checks first and that’s exactly what happened this time. One second I was staring at that their boots, hoping they wouldn’t find me and then suddenly I was being thrown onto my bed.
Even though I knew begging and crying wouldn’t stop them, I tried it anyway. They just ignored it and started cutting all my clothes off. I could feel the cold blade of the knife brush against my skin and I started to panic. That wasn’t even the worst part of it! Once they pulled their cocks out I knew what would happen next.
One of the masked strangers tied my wrists to my bed post and slapped me across the face. Then, he stuffed his big evil dick down my throat and told me to choke on it. While he was gagging me one of the other strangers shoved his throbbing prick right into my little asshole. My struggling only made it more exciting for them, I just couldn’t help it. To keep me still the third stranger ran his knife into my flesh. Any sudden movement caused the blade to draw blood.
In a matter of minutes I had several small cuts on my ribs, but by the end of the night I was covered in them. He must have loved the sight of blood because he shot his cum into my open wounds. Shortly after I felt cum shoot down my throat. As much as I wanted to spit it out, they warned me to swallow every last drop.
Once each of them had cum I thought it was over, but I was wrong again. They took turns beating, spitting, and pissing on me before they left. I don’t even remember falling asleep that night. I think one of them knocked me out when he kicked me in the face…

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Evil phone sex with Ivy

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I’ve known this bitch for 4 years. Four agonizing bullshit years. She’s an ex of one of my Fuck buddies and she’s the current girlfriend of one of my best friends. She’s a backstabbing, two faced, lying stupid bitch. You know, I am too, but at least I admit it. The other day I decided I just could handle no more. The dumb cunt thinks we’re friends, so I invited her to the bar. We had a few beers, a couple last laughs. She sang karaoke and it made me realize I wasn’t doing this just for myself, but for every poor fucker that ever had to hear her sing! We headed out to the car for a celebratory smoke when she was done her God-Awful song, and as I passed her the joint, I laughed. She looked at me curiously and when I didn’t explain myself, she asked what was so funny. “You know,” I chuckled. “I’m really going to miss this.” I felt a tingling in my loins as I said this and realized I was soaking my panties through to the driver’s seat. “Are you moving?” she asked, with so much desperation in her voice that I almost changed my mind about what I was about to do.

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She smiled a crooked little smile with her jagged yellow snaggle teeth that immediately reinforced my decision. I took a hit as I took the switchblade from the center console. I passed her the doobie, gripped the steering wheel and silently came so fucking hard, just looking at the fear in her eyes. “You’re a shit mother, Fawn.” I told her as I pressed the cool blade to her throat. “you treat your kids like garbage and your boyfriend even worse” I started slowly dragging the blade towards myself, digging into her warm clammy skin. I’d just sharpened the blade today and I saw a thin line of blood coming from her. I was so wet. “Hand me the j or I’ll stab you in the fucking eye” She did as I asked and I inhaled, holding the smoke in for a short moment. I leaned over as if to give her a kiss, and my hand pushed the blade into her jugular. I slowly breathed the smoke into the wound, licking the blood afterwards.

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It was coming fast and in beautiful rhythm. “You’re a two faced lying cuntbag” I whispered into her ear. I brought the knife to her heart and plunged it in. “you disgust me, Fawn. You think you’re so much better than everyone.” Twisted the knife. “But you know what, bitch?” I stabbed her in the chest, “You” in the throat, “ain’t” in the cunt “shit” I fucked her in the twat as I continued lapping at her blood. “Any last words?” The life was quickly draining from her eyes, as fast as the blood was draining from her limp body. Her throat gurgled with bubbles of blood. I laughed. “No, then?” She whimpered one last time and slumped down in the passenger’s seat. I grabbed her tongue from her still warm mouth and slipped it out between her lifeless lips. I fingered my pussy, thinking of how I’d ride that stiff tongue after the rigor set in. I came hard and fast, squirting hard and sucking more blood from her wounds. I put the blade in my pocket, got out of the car and slammed the door. I’d figure out what to do with the body later.

Right now, “Helter Skelter” was calling my name from the stage.

Bloody Fun with Razor Blades

mutilation phone sex knife playI have a fascination with sharp objects. Knives are my favorite, but recently I developed an obsession with razor blades. Now I like inflicting pain; I am a bringer of pain, not a pain slut. I noticed this girl at my coffee house, trying to hide her arms. I grabbed her by the arm, pulled up her sleeve and could see she was a cutter. I don’t personally get cutting yourself. Cutting others is so much more fun. But I figured if she did not value her body, why should I? She would be the perfect subject for my foray into razor blade fun.

I didn’t have to stalk her or anything. Just followed her home, pushed my way into the door behind her.  I gave her the you should respect your body speech. Then added, “Since you don’t, I’m not gonna either.” Skinny little cunt too. I bet if she cuts herself, she starves herself too. So young to be so fucked up already. She was about to have a come to Venus moment. I tied her to her bed spread eagle. Circled her for awhile. She had no fight, no apparent will to live. Just pathetic. Even when I laid out my razor blade collection before her, she still acted like this was just her destiny.

snuff phone sex bloody teenNever as much fun as when they struggle; she had pissed me off now. I was going to enjoy slicing her flesh. I was going to make her “GOREgous.”  I used the small blade first to slice her flesh all over. Thousands of little flesh wounds. Nothing that would snuff her out, but just turn her body a nice crimson red. I got turned on seeing the blood trickle out of her. I couldn’t help but play in it like I was finger painting. I love how blood feels on my flesh. Someone else’s blood of course. It’s hot, sweet and sticky. She was whimpering, but still not what I was hoping for. I needed to step up my game. It was now a challenge to make the slut hurt. All that cutting made her impervious to the pain I had inflicted thus far.

I got out a bigger razor blade and sawed off a few fingers. She was such a waif. Seriously, this bitch served no other purpose then to snuff her out. Not fat enough to eat her; would take months to plump her up. Couldn’t sell her into the sex slave trade as she wouldn’t even scream, and guys want a bitch to act like they hate it or love it, but not just lay there like a dead animal. Her only purpose was to be my experiment. Help me hone my craft. Entertain me with her blood.

snuff porn mutilationI managed to  slice off her long boney fingers with not too much trouble. Ended up breaking off a few fingers that were not cutting smoothly. The closer to the base of the hand you saw, the thicker the bone, thus harder to saw. Thankfully the bitch had brittle bones. I was still somewhat unfulfilled. I sliced off a bunch of fingers, cut her a thousand times, and no real struggle.  I was going to get my fight.  I told her I was curious how a razor blade would slice an eyeball. That got a reaction from her. Maybe the cunt did want to live. I straddled her bloody body, forced her eyes open and began slicing the pupil. Blood trickled at first, but the deeper I pressed the blade, the more the blood spewed out. Have you ever sliced open an eye? It is really cool. Finally, she struggled. I guess this was pain she could not endure. Now we had a party. I was so turned on, I rubbed my pussy all over her bloody torso until I came.

bloody phone sex snuffI sliced the bitch’s eyes out. Cut them clean out of their sockets. They felt like mushy grapes in my hand.  Funny, she was crying ,and tears and blood still ran down her face even though I was holding her eyes in my hand. Sinew was hanging out of her orbits. She was covered in blood.  Bloody fucking  GOREgeous to me. I told her I could make her famous . I took all sorts of pictures of her in various stages of death and dismemberment.  I carried her to her bathroom. If she ate a fucking sandwich on occasion, she may not have been so easy to carry. Made her suck on a lollipop that had a razor blade in it so I could see her slice her tongue too.

I left her in the tub. Covered in blood, her eyes on the edge of the tub so she could watch herself die. I took a few fingers as souvenirs, fed a few to her bird. Might be awhile before anyone finds her. Didn’t want the poor bird to go hungry.  I do have a conscious.Maybe I can make you GOREgoeous, or some one you know? I need more practice with these razor blades, although I do seem to be a natural.

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Whatever You’ve Got

torture sex kaliI was minding my own business on campus a couple days ago. My phone rang and “DADDY” flashed across the screen. “Hi Daddy!” I answered “Hi Princess” he said. He actually sounded sober. “How’s about me and you grab some lunch, a Daddy daughter date?” “I’ve got 40 minutes til my next class” “Sounds perfect. Meet me out front in 6” Sure enough, six minutes later on the dot, Daddy pulled up in his work truck. “Subway okay?” “Sounds great Daddy!” We stopped and went in. Daddy ordered some manly sandwich and I ordered an oven roasted chicken breast with all the vegetables besides jalapenos. I started to order my usual Diet Coke but my dad reached his hand out “Just water for the little lady, please” Weird. Oh well. We ate our meal and caught up. I looked at my phone. “We’ve gotta get back, dad” “Oh, alright” We jumped in the truck and he drove…past the school….to his construction site. Fuck fuck fuck not again. We got out and his buddies rushed me, showering me with kisses and compliments. I acted flattered but was really truly terrified. As I dutifully flirted with the men, I saw one out of the corner of my eye coming up next to me. I felt an agonizing pain in the side of my head and promptly passed out. When I woke up, it was dark. I was in the bed of a truck, and I hurt. Oh my god I hurt so much. My cunny burned, like I’d been fucked hard, and my side ached so much. I put a hand to my side, right above my hip, and raised my hand to my face. Spunk and blood, mixed together in a strawberry cream pie…but why was it coming from there?? I succumbed to the pain again and passed out. I awoke to a man lifting me up and throwing me effortlessly over his shoulder. I smelled Daddy’s familiar scent and asked what was going on, why was there so much blood, why does it hurt so much? He gently laid me down in bed and covered me up. “Daddy and John have a gambling problem, hun” “I know that, Dad. But what…” he nodded to his truck, which we could see from my bedroom window. It was backed up to the window with the tailgate down for ease of getting me out, and it was then that I noticed the cooler. “Good price for human kidneys, Kali” My jaw dropped. “But this wound, daddy. So much…” he laughed “All the men on my crew, their wives are snooty bitches. Don’t put out but for 2 days a year. None of them can resist a good hole when they see it”