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Castration Phone Sex Calls Leave Losers with No Balls

castration phone sexYou might be surprised how many men call me for castration phone sex. But you might be even more surprised at how many men reach out to me on the dark net to get castrated for real. If a man wants to sever his balls from his useless dick, who am I to say no. His body. His choice. And if he wants to pay me to do it, even better.

Some men are self-aware. And then other men seem clueless that no one likes their dick but them. Men like that get a free ball removal. And sometimes, I even chop off the dick too. For tools, predators and annoying pricks, their body is my choice. And I choose cock and ball torture sex.

If you cannot use it properly, you do not deserve it at all. Too many men look at their cock and balls as an entitlement when it is a privilege. And sometimes, a privilege gets revoked. Just like suspending a drunk driver’s license. Not all men deserve their cocks.

I saw this neighborhood dick being cruel to his dog. And one thing I hate is animal cruelty. Pick a fair fight, loser. So, I plotted to steal his dog. I successfully liberated his big beast of a dog. However, he came looking for his dog having a suspicion that I was behind his missing pooch. I hid the dog in my underground bunker so that he would never find him.

Your Cock and Balls are a Privilege That I am Happy to Revoke

But I invited him in to look. However, before he left, I took his balls. Hit him over the head with a frying pan and knocked him out. Smelling salt woke him up. And when he woke up, he realized his pants were off. He quickly realized that I put a castration band around his balls and strapped him to a surgical table. With all my knives laid out in precision, I began the mutilation phone sex torture of his worthless junk.

His dog, sat in the corner watching me carve up the dick of his former owner. I carved his pup’s name on his cock to make him bleed and cry. After about 30 minutes of torturing his dick, his balls blackened form lack of blood flow, and I removed them with ease. Fed them to his dog while he watched in horror. That pup was all the payment I needed. Eventually, I cut that loser’s cock off too. But I left him a tiny nub for pissing. I am not completely heartless. Okay, yes, I am.

Fed the cock to his pup too. I cauterized the wounds and cleaned him up. Sent him home in agony. But I knew he would not call the cops on me or tell a sole. While I was in his home liberating his pup, I found a stack of homemade brat porn. And I took it as insurance. I find it more satisfying to make a loser live with the fact that a woman took his balls and his cock so he will never fuck or even jack off again.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Often Require a Sick Accomplice to Fulfill

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies come true when you hire me. I moonlight on the dark net. A mercenary of sorts. Although some might consider me a hired assassin, I do not look at myself that way. I merely help men achieve their murderous wet dreams. For a profit of course. My dungeon equipment costs a lot of money. And I love killing. Assassins usually just shoot a target, but I savor the kill. Prolong the kill for sexual satisfaction. I get off on another person’s pain and fear.

Friday night, I helped Luther kill a hot teen slut. Although he had a target in mind, I convinced him to use a surrogate. As the boyfriend of the mother, the police would look at him as a suspect if his girlfriend’s teen daughter turned up dead. Men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me to keep them grounded and safe from arrest. So, I convinced my dark net client to kill and fuck a surrogate in a different county.

We drove a couple hours, and a surrogate fell in our laps. We picked up a teenage runaway turning tricks at the rest stop to get money for a bus ticket to California. When she approached Luther, he told her we would give her a lift and some money. And I added she could stay with us in a hotel for a night. She thought we were a kinky couple. As I drove this little soon to be dead whore, blew Luther.

A Good Accomplice Keeps You Safe From Arrest

He likely shot his wad a few times before we got to the no tell motel. This little whore had no idea this would be her final trick. Luther pounced on her as soon as we entered the room. Turned her into a teen rape porn star. I filmed it. But she did not seem to be a novice to rough sex. Luther split her cunt open with his huge cock and aggressive fucking. And I caught it all on film. What happened next, she had never experienced before. Luther plowed a knife into her belly and gutted her like a fish.

She did not die instantly. It was a slow torturous death with her entrails and blood pouring out of her body. Luther fucked her even after she took her last breath. With my encouragement, he jacked off over her dead body a few times too. She was a runaway hooker junkie. Doubt anyone will miss the bitch.

Mutilation Phone Sex Includes Castration

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex includes a wide arrange of things. But my favorite would be castration. I love removing a man’s junk. Why? Because I can. It feels good to be a sadistic bitch. Now, I do not need a reason to castrate a man. Never need an excuse. But often, men ask for it. And I am not talking about just being rude or looking at me funny. I mean they hurt other people, try to hurt me or animals.

Oscar drugged and fucked a Goth girl friend of mine. She told me all about it the next day. And I began plotting my revenge quickly. With her help of course. If you don’t know how to use your cock properly, you deserve castration phone sex and more. Zia and I exacted our revenge last night. We have been going to the Goth bar this happened at for 5 straight days hoping to catch him and we did.

Zia acted like she did not remember him or anything. And he approached me. My Goth pal played her part well. And I did too. A man is not the only one who can drug a drink. I acted like I drank from the poison cup. But he was the one who started falling. Zia and I escorted him back to his place.castration phone sex

Women Like Me Find it More Fulfilling to Neuter a Predator Than Killing Him

When he woke up, he found himself tied to his bed, naked and on a plastic tarp. Makes cleaning up easier. He knew when he saw Zia that she remembered him. I read him his crimes. But told him he would have no trial. We went straight to the sentencing. I gave Zia a pair of sharp scissors and she cut his balls off. Sure, perhaps it seems cruel to give a man such extreme cock and ball torture sex, but he had it coming.

This time a man really had it coming. The way I see it, I am doing a favor for all women. Predators need put down. And I do not mean killed. I mean neutered for life. Oscar will be forced to think about what he did to Zia for the rest of his life. And neutering a predator seems more satisfying than killing them. We cauterized the wound before we left so he would not bleed out and die. And Zia took home her first pair of severed testicles.

Snuff Sex, I Find More Enjoyable with a Female Partner

snuff sexSnuff sex might be the only sex I enjoy. Although I have fucked some guys in my life, I find most men annoying in bed. So, I end up killing them. Perhaps, I am a bit of a praying mantis. The female praying mantis bites the head off her lover off once they mate. However, this week I tried something new. I fucked a girl instead of some sappy ass man who likes to spoon and engage in sweet talk. After I cum, I want you gone or mute.

This girl hit on me at a bar. And I found her hot. So, I decided to try something new. We went to her place to fuck. She eats pussy well. We laid there in a pool of our juice talking about our mutual disdain for most men. And that’s when the lightbulb went off in both of our heads. Let’s go find a man for torture sex. I rarely have a female accomplice, but this chick appeared to be almost as much of a bad ass as I am.

Nothing Hotter Than Tricking a Man into a Threesome

And we had no shortage of tools to pick from. Guys will fuck anything, even two Goth girls. However, we just let the tool think we wanted a kinky threesome. Well, in a way I guess we did, LOL.  We tied him to his bed and blindfolded him. He let us too because he thought we wanted to play a little game. Although we did play a game, I am sure it was not the game he wanted.

But this was not about him. This was about me and my Goth girl lover enjoying some post coital bliss. We got him good and hard, before I put a castration band over his balls. Dumb ass thought it felt like a cock ring on his balls instead of his cock. He did not think that after I severed his balls. My accomplice sat on his face to smother his cries and screams. I guess he was not as drunk as we thought he was.

We have a shared love for castration phone sex fun. We let him live. But he will never fuck again.

Bloody Phone Sex Exacts Revenge for Women and Girls Scorned

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex paints a vivid picture for you of what it might be like to hang with me. Mayhem often ensues wherever I go. But I would not want it any other way. Killing fills me with joy. I am not a altruistic person. But I do see killing as for the greater good. Usually, my victims have many folks who would cheer on their death.

However, as much as I enjoy ridding the world of tools and jackasses, I enjoy torturing them almost as much. If you neuter a man, you still make the world a better place, especially for women and brats. Plus, you leave the tool or the jackass alive to know his actions took his balls. And he must live with the knowledge that he will never fuck a woman or jack off ever again.

Torture sex still creates a euphoric feeling in me while making the world a better place. Sometimes, I let a young apprentice help me in neutering a man. This girl I know because she lives in the neighborhood recently survived a brutal attack. Although I do not like brats, this girl does not annoy me. In fact, I paid her to run errands and walk my pups for me over the summers when she’s off school. Not even two days after her attack, she showed up at my door covered in bruises. Her face looked like she fought Mike Tyson back in the day.

I Love It When I Can See Potential in a Young Girl

She got right to the point. When she broke her piggy bank, I knew she wanted my help with revenge. Apparently, she has heard some whispering about me. Always some truth in rumors. I found her assailant easier because she never told a sole that her attacker was her mom’ dead beat boyfriend.  She wanted revenge her own way. A little vigilante. Just like me. Well, her attacker will never attack her again. Or anyone because he got free and brutal castration phone sex. Happy to do it too.

I made it bloody and painful. No cauterizing his wound. That little girl delivered the final swipe that sent his useless balls flying across the room. He will never say a word either. If he did, it would come out what he did to that girl. Her mother is next on my list because she let it happen. The girl will live with me now. She has such potential to be a wicked butcher like me. Under my tutelage I can make her a sadistic killer like me. And the world needs more of us. We serve as population control.

Accomplice Phone Sex Feels More Satisfying if a Man Force Fucks the Brat First

accomplice phone sexTis the season for accomplice phone sex. More fun to kill together, don’t you think. A caller asked me why I mainly kill and torture men. Easy. Better access. Sure, I can kidnap and kill a brat. I have before. But when I cannot really use her little fuck holes properly, some of the fun dissipates for me. However, if I have someone who can take care of the sexual abuse of the little twat, leaving me with the torture, I enjoy it a lot more.

When I met Ryan at my Goth bar, I did not think anything would come of it. For once, a Goth man hit on me instead of some loser banker type out of his league. We drank some illegal absinthe the bartender brought back from Germany. Strong stuff. The kind of potent liquor that makes folks say what exactly is on their minds.

No amount of alcohol makes me spill my guts though. But when he started talking about his rape phone sex fantasies for a little brat, my mind swirled. I could not tell him anything about my past misdeeds and plant the seed in his head about future misdeeds together. And the convo went as I had hoped. We hoped in the car and drove around looking for some brat to fuck and torture.

If a Male Accomplice Can Force Fuck a Little Twat, I Can Torture Her

A last minute plan worked out beautifully because we found a little girl walking in her Halloween costume. Maybe to a party, or home from one. Did not matter, I scooped her up, tossed her in the trunk and we went to his place. Did not know this man well enough to let him into my dungeon. But in his house, not a problem.

I told him to fuck that little brat in all her tiny pink fuck holes. She cried and screamed like that was the worst thing to ever happen to her. And I suppose it was until I started with the torture sex. He did a good job splitting her holes wide open. A huge gap between her pussy and ass looked like one big hole. I could put my fist in it and use her as a hand puppet. And I did for shits and giggles.

Then I sliced her throat open and watched her bleed out. Wow. It turned into a much more satisfying kill when I had a male accomplice to fuck her holes properly. Who knows. Maybe you will be my next accomplice. Hope the sight of blood does not make you queasy. I like to make a mess.

Snuff Movies and Halloween Pair Well Together

snuff moviesI love snuff movies. Always have. But making them gives me more pleasure than merely watching them. And likely it always will. Since I am still trying to break my record of kills during my favorite month of the year, I’ve been a busy psychotic bitch. Friday and Saturday nights closer to Halloween means lots of drunk, slutty coeds in slutty costumes. And I can make them famous in the after the life.

I pretended to be the Uber these two drunk whores ordered.  And they seemed too drunk to question anything. These two bitches fell in my hands. Just like that. I pulled up to a bar just to scope out the talent going in and out. And the next thing I knew, I had two slutty Barbie Dolls in the backseat of my car. Fate. So, I took it as a sign that these girls would star in my next homemade snuff porn.

And I can make bank selling my movies on the dark web. Sick men who match my energy love seeing hot teen sluts get eviscerated. And these girls seemed so wasted that they did not even realize they were not at their sorority house. Once in my spooky home, I dosed them with some sedatives so I could get them down into my torture dungeon. One girl I tied to my medieval rack. And the other one I bound to a sawhorse. Even if I prefer to have an accomplice to fuck young bitches, I can destroy fuck holes on my own just fine.

Nothing Better Than a Medieval Torturous Death

But I wanted this film to resemble medieval torture. The folks of ancient times knew how to make a death as excruciating as possible. My kind of people. Torture sex should be violent, painful and agonizing. I decided to make this a live stream. And I let my viewers decide how to torture them. My viewers wanted blood and guts. So, I gave them blood and guts. I tore the one cunt in half on the rack. And her guts spilled on the dungeon floor; even sprayed me. Never a problem for me to be covered in blood and sinew.

The other girl agonized more as I inserted all sorts of things in her fuck holes, before stabbing her asshole and cunt until her insides spilled on the floor from the hueg slit in her body I created. My viewers loved my torture porn. Paid handsomely to watch it too. Maybe next time, you can help or even be the star.

Bloody Phone Sex Battles for Survival Make Good Entertainment

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex and Killtober go together. I’ve always enjoyed a blood bath. When I kill, I rarely do it neatly. Which is why I feed my victims to the bears and coyotes after I finish with them. No body, no DNA. And no body, no crime. My grandpa told me that. He said I should never bury a body because eventually that body will make an appearance, and my DNA would be somewhere on the body. Wise words from a wise killer. Even though I know I am not in the system, I never take unnecessary risks.

Last night, my victims helped kill each other. I drugged and kidnapped two blonde schoolgirls. Total twats. The kind of chicks that milk men of their money and never put out. These two girls looked like stereotypical mean girls. Although, I could have just sold them into slavery for a pretty penny, I felt like some torture sex.

They both woke up tied to sawhorses in my dungeon room. I wanted to pit them against each other. Play psychological games with them. So, I gave each girl a knife and told them the last one standing gets to live. They looked at each other like they could not do it. But I knew one of those sluts would make a move first and I could watch a bloody royale between teen twats.

It Excites Me to Watch What Folks Will Do to Each Other to Survive

And sure enough one made the first move. I relished the blood bath. They stabbed each other hesitantly at first with guilt in their eyes. But that fight for survival became stronger with each jab of the knife into the other’s flesh. They could have attempted to gang up on me with the knives they had. But they did not go that route. Not that it would have worked because I was prepared just in case. Instead, they stabbed each other’s tits and stomach. Sliced their arms and faces.

But in the end, they just stabbed each other in the gut so many times that their insides began to spill out all over my floor. Neither girl would leave my dungeon. Even if one girl won the battle, I did not plan to let either of them go. I just enjoy watching dumb cunts betray each other for survival.

Everyone has a killer phone sex side. It just takes the right situation to kick in. And when it does, I like to sit back and enjoy the blood bath.

Knife Play Phone Sex Requires Skill

I cannot enjoy Killtober without knife play phone sex. No guns for me. Knives require skill. Plus, it is much harder to trace because nothing gets left in the victim. Guns leave bullets. And bullets are traceable. I enjoy the challenge too. Perhaps, I like the hunt. It feels more predatory.

I never go anywhere without at least 3 knives strapped to my body. I even sleep with one under my pillow. Never hurts to be cautious. I like to be armed and dangerous because yoknife play phone sexu never know who you might meet who deserves to die. Admittedly so, my threshold for stupidity appears less than the average person. I will disembowel a person for looking at me wrong. Bloody phone sex turns me on anyway.

But in my defense, there seems to be a lot more rude, creepy tools in this world than there ever were. Take William for example. He made a scene in my Goth bar that I love. Tried to bully people off their bar stools. And he insulted almost every girl in the bar, including me. I do not care how drunk you get, that’s no excuse to be rude. Plus, you cannot go into a Goth bar and think you own the place because you are some rich yuppy.

There is No Fun or Skill in Killing with a Gun, So I Use Knives

So, I let him buy me a drink and I slipped something into his drink. No one in that bar gave a damn about this asshole. Took him to my kill dungeon to torture the fuck out of him. A knife prolongs the agony, but a gunshot kills without much suffering. Where is the fun in that? I carved this fucker up until it looked like he had been skinned alive. I have a knife for everything, even peeling a human jackass.

William suffered. He suffered a lot. Not only did I skin him alive, but I also cut his flesh until I exsanguinated him. But not before I gave him free castration phone sex. I guess you could call it castration plus since I took his dick off too. Sliced it like a pepperoni roll. Even drugged, he felt everything. And because he bled out slowly, it took him a long time to die. A long painful journey to Hell is the only way to go.

Snuff Movies Made During Killtober are The Best

I make more snuff movies in October than any other month in a year. Killtober, I call it. Part of my 31 days of horror. But I enjoy making snuff flicks. It preserves my work and keeps every kill fresh in my mind. Some of my films I make for clients who hire me on the dark net. And others I make for my own private collection.

snuff moviesAlthough, I know folks consider it risky filming a crime, I am a smart sadistic bitch. I never film with my cell phone or anything that gets uploaded to the cloud or anywhere. Because I am smart and seasoned in the art of murder, I only use home video cameras. The old kind from the 70s, 80s and 90s. Back before the Cloud or the Internet.

Killtober is My Favorite Time of the Year

The cops or the feds never need to see the snuff porn if the filmmaker uses their head. And I always am cautious. I have close to 500 snuff flicks in my private collection. And I will have 500 more before I die. The one I made over the weekend might be one of my favorites. I killed two birds with one stone. Okay, two people with one knife. My beef was with the man. And I did not know his ex-wife came over earlier that night.

This guy cut me off on the road, then rolled down the window and cussed me out. His fault not my fault. And because I watched him do the same thing to a few more drivers, I decided he needed to die for the safety of all drivers. Easy to get an address with a license plate number. Once, I had that, I broke into his house with the intent of castrating him then killing him. I enjoy cock and ball torture sex. But it just serves as foreplay to me.

I Love Killing Two Fucktards for the Price of One

As I had him tied up naked on his bed, a crazed woman came in with a knife. Sort of like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction. Not sure if she wanted to kill me or him. But when he saw her, the look on his face told me he did not know who the target was either. So, as she lunged at me, I turned around swiftly and sliced her open. Her entrails fell out as she landed on top of my intended victim. I leaped out of the way quickly as I saw her falling on the bed.

She bled out on top of my victim. His muffled cries told me she might be smothering him to death. And I got this all on camera too. Her guts spilling out and everything. But to make sure my intended victim died, I got a broom handle and carved it with my knife to create a spear. Then I stabbed them both. Drove that handmade spear through both bodies. And through the mattress too. Under the bed was a sea of guts and blood. The scene I created felt like something out of an 80s horror movie. And that seemed very fitting for Killtober. I love it when I get to kill two fucktards at once.