Castration Phone Sex Because Revenge is So Sweet

castration phone sexCastration phone sex may not be my specialty, but all women dream of castrating some man in their life. Trust me, as a young schoolgirl getting force fucked by daddy and his friends, I thought about biting some cocks off. Same with some of the seedy men who owned me after I ran away from home.

Recently, I got to make my dream a reality. A chance encounter with one of my dad’s poker buddies inspired me. He did not recognize me. When he came into the strip club, I almost had a panic attack. He went rougher on my fuck holes than my father. I grew up, and no doubt look different. I sport big boobs now and platinum blonde hair.

Legally changed my name to Cassandra Alexander so no one from my past would find me. But to be sure he did not recognize me, I flirted with him after my set. If he took my bait, I would bring him home with me. And get my revenge with some extreme cock and ball torture sex. He took my bait. Thought he would. But I needed to be sure he had no clue who I was. I gave him one hell of a lap dance to cock tease him. Wanted him to want to fuck me.

And he did. He begged me to come back to his hotel room. Although, I wanted to get my revenge at my place, I agreed. My plan for revenge worked almost perfectly. Once back at his hotel room, I drugged his drink. Just to make sure he would not hurt me. I waited about 45 minutes before I bit his cock. He got hard, but he did seem out of it. So, I knew the drugs kicked in.

I Love Getting Revenge on My Enemies

After a few minutes of slobbering on his cock, I bit it. Hard too. But I just did not bite hard enough to rip it off. I wanted to do a Lorena Bobbit on him, but I did not have access to a knife. This was an impromptu castration. Seeing him in the club dredged up some awful memories for me. I did take a chunk out of his dick, but I did not sever it like I wanted. However, I did make a bloody phone sex mess.

So, when he passed out from the shock and the drugs, I bit his balls off. That proved easier to do. I put his balls on his chest, so when he came too, he would know what happened. I know it was risky. He could send the cops to the club to arrest me. But I just hoped his shame would not let him admit to the authorities what happened.

So, to give myself an edge over him, I left a note that said go to the police and I will tell them what you did to me as a little girl, and signed it Ella, which was my birth name. I mean certainly if he did go to the police, a good lawyer could get me off on a temporary insanity plea.  I enjoyed biting his junk and neutering him. Now, if I could only find my father.

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