I played accomplice for Mr. D last night. Picked up some young whore at the local pizza place. She was drunk outta her mind and I promised to get her home safe. She was wearing tiny slut shorts and no bra. Ripe for the picking. Young and tender just the way he likes them.
He jumped on her like a piece of choice ribeye. Tore her clothes off and starting fucking her dry. She was all moaning and blubbering, snot running down her face. Made me wanna cave her nose in. Gross slut. She seemed to enjoy it at first and I got jealous. Mr. D is my man and only I can please him. Here’s this bratty whore trying to convince him how much she likes the abuse. I couldn’t stand it. I kicked her in the head while she sucked his cock. He knew I was jealous and egged me on, making her suck his balls. I lost it and stabbed her right in the spine. She went limp, her spinal cord severed. He picked her limp rag doll body up, threw her on the bed and stuck his cock in her. He taunted me that she was tighter than me and so much younger. Such an obedient fuck doll. He might have to keep her around. I saw red. I jumped up on the head of the bed and took her head in my hands and began to squeeze her throat. She gurgled. He got harder. I squeezed more and her lips turned blue. “Do it,” he roared, his orgasm hitting him hard. I slit the whore’s throat just as he burst cum into her pussy. Her dying gasp made me cum too. He fucked me right there in a pool of her blood. I am still the queen of death. He’ll never give me up.
Tag: Knife play phone sex
The Queen of Death
Snuff porn with some hot bitches
I met this girl at the gym that I thought was rather cool. She had been eyeing me for awhile so I went up to her and introduced myself. She seemed like she liked to have a good time.
I guess I should have asked what she considered a good time. I happen to go to the gym late so she asked if I wanted to go to a twenty four hour restaurant and maybe get some tea.
It was raining and I had busted my ass working out, so I thought why not. I thought she was alone at the gym and she was like me, not knowing anyone. As we were walking to our cars she had some guy come up behind her. “Hey babe, who is this?” as he grabbed her ass and kissed her neck. She smirked and introduced me.
They both stared at me a little too long. I should have known that something was off. We decided to car pool to go to the restaurant. They were not taking me to the restaurant, they passed right by it. Dusty took out a knife and asked if I liked to have a good time. I was hesitant to answer. Her man kept driving.
She reached behind her and grabbed my legs with both hands. She spread them wide open and traced my thigh muscle with the knife. “Mmmm Belle, you have a pretty nice body, me and my man want to have fun with you.”
The car stops and she climbs to the backseat where I am. She put the knife in between my thighs and makes a vertical cut on my inner thigh close to my pussy, going from my clit to my fuck hole.
“Do you like blood? Besides a cock, what have you put in that pussy? Anything sharp ever?” I started shaking as her man had a hard cock staring at us. I am going to be a toy for them.
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Castration Phone Sex Junkie
Castration phone sex is my favorite. I am not going to lie because taking worthless balls and squashing nut sacks is what I do for money, honey. Can you believe guys pay me to take their junk? Occasionally, a woman hires me to teach a cheating man a valuable lesson about keeping it in his pants. I met Serena at a Goth club a few weeks ago. When she shared about her cheating boyfriend, I shared back. Let her know the many different ways she could ruin her man’s nuts. I love ball busting. Slam those nuts in a book and flatten them like a pancake; don some spiked heels and trample balls; tie them up and use them as punching bags; pull them wide like butterfly wings then stab them with hat pins… Really, if a girl wants to bust some nuts there are hundreds of fun ways.
Serena said she wanted more than busted balls; she wanted a dead boyfriend, but not after some serious CBT. I quoted her my snuff porn price, tossed in the nut busting and junk removal for free. A few days later, I trapped her cheating man in the woods where he was hunting. Strung him up by a tree. Wasn’t easy because he was heavy. A sturdy fucker. Every castration gig I get is a bit different. I never bust nuts or take junk the same way twice. No pattern, means no detection. While I had this ass wipe strung up on a tree like I was going to lynch him, my pussy started to drip. Such a turn on to show a man he is no man at all. Real mean don’t put their dicks in another woman’s pussy.
I started tugging the rope in such a way that it smacked that loser up against a tree. I wasn’t going to hang him. That is boring. I was going to slam him so hard against that tree repeatedly that his balls burst. Enough times of ramming that loser against the tree with his legs spread not only busted his ball sack, but knocked him unconscious. I cut him down; he laid lifeless on the ground, bleeding. I cut a sharp switch to whip his busted balls until the skin was shredded. Then I sharpened a stone on a stone, like the cavemen did, to cut his cock off too. Funny, that woke him up better than ammonia. I made him watch as I sawed his pecker off with a sharp stone. He had broken bones, a serious head wound, busted balls and now was dickless. I shoved his severed cheating pecker in his mouth and wrote “cheater” on his dick and forehead with his own blood and left him to die in the woods. How does that Carrie Underwood song go? Oh yeah, “Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.”
Mutilation phone sex
I am watching you sit there rubbing your cock. Blood is pouring out of my body. I had a pussy, now you have destroyed it. All I have is a bloody hole. You are turned on by my blood. I am so fucking high, I had needles hanging out of my arms. You spread my legs open wide, and I am ready for your cock. I am ready to feel pain and pleasure at the same time. My body is yours to use and abuse. Fuck me and leave me there to die. I am your special victim. I feel the sharp pain in my pussy, I look down to see your cock sliding into my cunt. What I see is a big fucking knife in my pussy. You are fucking me with a knife, shoving that big knife deep into my pussy. Fucking me, stabbing and slowly ending my life all at the same time. This is what you always wanted. End it then.
Killer Phone Sex on Halloween
Halloween is my favorite night. No one notices me. It is the one night of the year a creepy Goth girl doesn’t stand out. With everyone dressed up to go get drunk and laid or to trick or treat, no one suspects that this is my everyday look. The big ass blood tinged knife I am carrying, is believed to be nothing but a prop. It doesn’t get a second look. I skulk along the sidewalk, watching for the right homes. I knock on the doors with babysitters and brats too young to go trick or treating. Surprise the stupid babysitter with the tidbit that my knife is not a simple prop, but the tool of my trade. I can always spot the bad babysitters. The ones who sneak their boyfriends in to fuck and raid the liquor cabinet instead of watching the precious little ones trusted in their care. Stupid cunts.
No one pays any mind to the blood curdling screams coming from the homes of the privileged on Halloween night. It is just expensive sound effects to anyone who can hear the screams. But what is really going on behind the walls of gated homes throughout my community isn’t discovered until the parents arrive home. Dismembered dead babysitters and castrated barely alive boyfriends become Halloween decorations in the homes of the wealthy. Bad babysitters get their limbs cut off with a rusty old saw. I save my knife to slit their mouths from ear to ear. I cut out their tongues. I stitch up their mouths so they cannot cry and whine. I chop off the cocks and balls of the boyfriends. My little apprentices feed all body parts to their family pet.
The little ones watch and help. The brats love to assist in the mutilation and death of bad babysitters. They think it is a game. Just a Halloween game. They finger paint in the blood. Parents come home, find their wee ones sitting in blood, playing with their new life size dead dolls. Crimes are blamed on tweakers, not some Goth girl from their community. The brats never tell. They want me to come back and play with their parents.
Thirty-one days to Halloween means Thirty-one Days left to live!!!
Hallo-fucking-ween. My favorite day of the year. One where I can be myself and let my freak side shine. Oh, I have such big plans this year. I plan to catch me a trick or treater and make her SCREAM as I chop her into bits. I’ll decorate that abandoned house into a nightmare chamber or horror. And best of all, NO ONE will care if she screams. Everyone screams on Halloween. No one will even pay attention to the little slut that I am dismembering. I’ll put her parts in a plastic pumpkin and throw in it with the trash from the local haunted house. She’ll blend right in with the fake gore and pig guts.
I want to go to a party and find me a skank. You know the type. She uses Halloween as an excuse to dress up and wear some cutesy outfit that shows it all. Halloween is supposed to be scary. Those fake cop outfits, or slutty Dorothy of Oz, that look like streetwalker garb, make me sick. Gonna drug her and take her home. Tie her down until she wakes up to find me dressed like pure evil. Then let the games begin. Spiked dildos, anal probes, scalpels to cut off nipples. A slow painful torture. But first, we’ll have my friends over for some fun with her. A real freakshow Hallowed Party. She’ll be a party favor for the boys. Oh yes, my pretty.
I can barely wait for Halloween. My pussy gets wetter as the day draws closer. I wanna splash in the blood and eat the flesh of my victim. And when the moon is high, she will draw her last breath. And if there is time before dawn, more than one may die. Trick or Treat, motherfuckers. Happy HELL-o-ween.
Stay tuned for my evil blogs as Hell Day draws nigh…..
Natasha LOVES Castration phone sex.
I saw him at the club. He was flirting with every girl there, thinking he was God’s gift to women. I hated him immediately and after a few drinks, I knew what needed to be done.
I approached him at the bar and he hit on me immediately. He was older, all dressed up in this nauseating pair of skin-tight jeans and an open shirt. Barf city, but I pretended to respond. He had his hands all over me and was undressing me with his eyes. “My cock needs sucked bad. Let’s go to your place. We can’t go to mine.” SO I knew this fucker was a cheating BF or hubby for sure and that made me madder.
We made it to my place, his hands groping me all the way. This asshole was gonna pay. There is no way that this guy should be allowed to breed..or even breathe.
I forced myself to kiss him and he had his hands under my shirt, grabbing at my tits. “Easy, loverboy.” I laughed. (with an evil smile) “You’re in my house, so my rules.” I said, reaching for my handcuffs. “Oh, you kinky slut” he grinned, his cock waving in the air in anticipation.
So, I had him chained to the wall and I dropped to my knees. I barely grazed the tip of his cock with my lips and snapped the shackles on his ankles. He looked confused as I stood up.
“So, you are a cheating asshole.” His face fell and he changed. “That’s none of your business, cunt. I just use bitches like you to suck my cock. Now, let me out of this shit.”
I punched him right in the gut and he wheezed for air. I cupped his nuts in my hand, pulling out my switchblade. “Men like you are dogs. They need to be neutered.” I watched his face as his cock deflated. Cupping his balls, I cut them, just superficially. Blood spurted and he screamed in pain. “WTF. You crazy bitch.” I made another cut and popped out a teste. Rolling the still-warm sac in my hand, I smiled. I carved the other one out, severing his nutsac from his body. I held up my bloody prize. Nothing like a little castration phone sex!!!
He was delirious from blood loss now as I pulled up a rolling metal table with a cutting board top. I laid his shriveled cock on the block and reached for my machete. “You should never be allowed to breed. You are nothing but a pussy and I’m making you one.” With a loud CHOP, I lopped off his cock.
His new pussy was bleeding in spurts. I grabbed a pair of my panties, put a Kotex in it and put them on him. I shoved his severed penis right in his mouth. “Suck that, bitch. Here’s your pussy” I laughed. Then I took a pic of him with his own phone and sent it to his wife.
Snuff Sex Queen Makes Snuff Porn Movies to Die For
Snuff sex gets me into a world of trouble, but it also gives me access to the best cocaine around. Everyone in my community knows I only make snuff porn movies for two reasons: drugs or blackmail. The little films I make aren’t real. Sure they look real, but it is common knowledge no real snuff porn film has ever been verified. I felt safe answering an ad on Fet Life for an amateur victim and anal scream queen. I met Steve and Ty at the park. Public place, broad daylight so I knew I was safe. I’m an addict, but that doesn’t mean I am a dumb whore. That day, however, it did. The premise of the movie was that I was a jogger in the park who gets gangbanged. Typical male violent rape fantasy. I have done a ton of gangbang rape porn. If it gets me coke I don’t have to pay for with cash, force fuck me all you want.
To keep the reality of the film, I would go jogging in that park every night at the same time for three nights consecutively. This way the element of surprise would give the film a sense of authenticity . Seemed logical to me. I decided to jog a night earlier to practice. I’m not exactly athletic, unless snorting, sucking and fucking are consider feats of athleticism. I heard a woman scream. I thought maybe another woman was making a film, so I ran towards her cries. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a blonde MILF I knew from the local drug scene pinned against a tree by two men. They were fisting her cunt, biting her tits and choking her. I hid in the bushes watching. I think I’m the best snuff queen around so I wanted to check out my competition.
They brutalized her for what seemed like an eternity. Fisted her cunt, shoved twigs up her asshole, gave her bark burns on her back from fucking her so hard against the tree. I was beginning to regret my deal with the Steve and Ty, then I remembered I didn’t have enough coke to last through the weekend. I’d just dope up on some Oxy to dull the pain of the savage beating this MILF whore was getting. Then out of nowhere a knife flew hitting her square in the head pinning her to the tree like a bug. Arms and legs flailing about, blood gushing out of her head. I peed myself in fear. I wanted to run away but was paralyzed from the fear of being detected.
I wanted to believe it was staged, but she was convulsing, bleeding and shitting herself. All the things you hear happen to someone when they are dying. Her eyes were wide open. She looked desperate. She knew she was dying. The two masked men were cumming all over her dying twitching body. It was like a scene out of an X-rated Friday the 13th film. I closed my eyes, counted to ten hoping it was a bad dream. Before I got to 10, I felt a hand on my back and a voice say, “Joining us a bit early I see, Blair.” Just as I startled up I saw the girl on the tree get her throat slit. As blood was pouring from her throat, a masked man dragged me to the tree next to her. The last words I heard were, “Double feature.”
Getting Sweet Revenge
You think I don’t know your dirty little secret but I do. You’re a sick fuck, you like to stalk girls when they’re out alone late at night. You prey on the weak, dragging them into the darkest of shadows where you rip their clothes off and ram your inferior dick inside of them. You think that because you’re physically stronger that you can just take what you want. Well that all comes to an end now. The hunter is about to become the hunted. I put on my shortest skirt and my tightest top and I went where I knew you would see me stumbling around it was so very easy to convince you that I was drunk. You grabbed me from the back and pulled me behind the bushes. I had a surprise for you though. I wasn’t drunk at all. I pulled my stun gun from my garter under my skirt and zapped you right in the balls. As soon as you fell to the ground writhing in pain from the volts of electricity coursing through your body I tied your hands and your legs together. I cut your shirt off with my knife and used it to gag you so no one would hear your screams. Then I cut your pants and underwear away from your body and got down to stopping your predatory ways. I took my time as I slowly cut through your ball sac making sure that you felt every inch of your skin and tendons being cut away from your body. I reached into your sac ripped those balls loose and then I shoved one up your ass and the other down your throat. Then I gave a little wave over my shoulder as I walked away laughing as you lay ball less in a pool of your own blood.
Sadistic Bloodthirsty Accomplice
I’ve noticed how your new neighbor gives you perpetual blue balls. She’s such a cock tease, the bitch needs to be taught a lesson. She’s constantly jogging past your window in those tiny little shorts with her barely there sports bra on. You can see her ass cheeks sticking out of the bottom of her shorts and her tits bouncing over the top of her bra. She knows exactly what she’s doing. I’m going to wait in the bushes near her front door and when she finishes her jog and goes to unlock her front door that’s when I’ll make my move. I come up behind her and clamp my hand down over her mouth while my other hand presses the cold steel of my switchblade against her throat. I whisper in her ear that if she even thinks about screaming I won’t hesitate to slit her throat and leave her to die in a pool of her own blood. I bind her hands tightly behind her back and drag her over to your apartment. I throw her at your feet and cut her clothes from her body. She’s crying and begging for mercy but she’ll get none of that. Choke her with your cock ram it down the back of her throat while I shove her face so far down that she starts gasping for air. Then I’ll give her a hard kick with my boot so she goes flying onto her back which is the perfect position for me to hold her thighs open while you fuck her like a ragdoll. Don’t hold back and don’t feel bad for the little cock tease for even one second, she’s getting exactly what she deserves. If the bitch keeps carrying on I’m going to really give her a reason to scream! Use every single one of her fuck holes and when you’re done with her, we’ll drug her and dump her on the side of the road somewhere. She won’t remember a thing.