Sadistic phone sex is what you need when you can only get off to the most shocking and disgusting shit. I think most people’s psychopathic side can be revealed after they’re exposed to enough nasty shit. Before you know it regular fucking becomes so ordinary. Boring isn’t what you want and neither do I. Once you smoke or fill those veins, something happens to your mind and body and you start seeing shit differently. Thinking like an evil slut makes every day things weapons in my eyes. A fork to eat your take out isn’t just for that anymore, it’s for me to stab you in the neck while I’m riding you violently like a mechanical bull. Higher than a kite, you beg me to cut you with the same razor blade you use to chop the coke. I’ll oblige by carving my fucking name in your chest and licking the blood off of it. The coppery taste makes my cunt spasm and squirt all over your geeked out cock but you have to hold out for me. Keep your sore, blue balls on ice cause I’ve got a surprise for them. Your balls make the best fuckin pin cushion ever. Poking the pins in one at a time and seeing tiny droplets of blood keeps me jacked even though I squirted already. My slut hole is all moist again hearing you sob softly and groan as I push the rest of the pins in. Dirty phone talk makes me laugh at your pain. I don’t give a fuck if you bleed out or get off. Being a mean cunt is about getting off on the hurt I cause.