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He wanted snuff sex with me. It did not go as he planned, however. The idiot had no clue who he was messing with. He tried to kidnap me so he could fuck me and kill me. He did catch me by surprise and that never happens. But once he took me to his place, the surprise was on him. While I was tied up in the trunk of his car, I managed to cut the ropes on the knife in my back pocket. He did not think to pat me down for weapons before kidnapping me. When he opened the trunk, I clobbered him over the head with the jack in his trunk. Now, I caught him off guard. He thought I was some little wallflower. Wrong. I am a bad ass bitch and I do not take kindly to men who try to harm me. He woke up naked and tied to his bed. I was straddling his body with a big ass knife from his kitchen. He tried to apologize and say it was all a mistake. You do not grab a woman out of a parking lot, bind her hands and stuff her in a trunk by mistake. I cut off his balls with no warning and informed him I made a mistake. He was bleeding all over his bed. I let him bleed out a bit before I heated up some water and used the bottom of the tea kettle to cauterize his wound. I was not going to kill this man. I wanted to leave him with the memory that his actions have consequences. He was not going to the cops. I merely defended myself. I carved a P in his chest deep enough to leave a scar. I wanted anyone who would see him with out a shirt to know he is a predator. I tortured him for hours. Took his balls and his dignity. He messed with the wrong bitch.
Castration phone sex is something I enjoy. I am never squeamish about taking a set of balls. I am not squeamish about taking the dick either. Manhood is overrated. It is a privilege to have a cock and balls, not an entitlement. Every now and then I must revoke a man’s privileges and I enjoy doing it. Lester is as pathetic as his name suggests. The problem is that Lester did not know he was a loser. He thought erroneously that a good job and an expensive car entitled him to any pussy he wanted even if the pussy did not want him. A couple women hired me for revenge. In case you did not know, women are great at revenge. They go sadistic. I normally charge anyone for such a job, but I castrated Lester for free because I support women. I will never let a man explore his rape phone sex fantasies on me. I have killed and maimed men who have tried. Lester did not see the set up coming. I spiked his drink like he has spiked so many women’s drinks. I had a few women helping me because it takes a village to take down a predator sometimes. Plus, I wanted a couple of his victims to help with the ball removal. I posed as an Uber driver and picked his drugged ass up and took him to my kill shack. When he came too, two women who he had drugged and fucked were standing over him with sharp knives and looks of glee on their faces. By the time the drugs had worn off he was without balls. He screamed bloody murder, but the torture sex had just begun. We each cut off a piece of his dick bit by bit. Savoring the fun and his pain. He will never fuck and drug a woman again. I love getting revenge.
I enjoy watching snuff porn, but I will always prefer to make it. Usually, I have a sweet young victim as my star because that is where the demand and money is found. That does not mean I do not enjoy snuffing out young victims because I do. I will kill anyone with two legs. Sometimes, however, it is fun to make a snuff flick with a man. When I do, it is like porn just for me. I can masturbate to watching my handy work and some small dick humiliation. I do extreme small dick humiliation because I will remove your tiny appendage. I will enjoy castrating you if you have a small dick. Hands down I prefer killing a grown ass man over a tiny girl. Not because I do not like tender age cunts. For me, it is more of a challenge. Like it is a fair fight. This is why I do not kill animals. No fairness there. Plus, I like animals. It is people I hate. I am happy to make snuff movies with men, especially men like Jim. I met him at Barnes and Noble of all places. I went in to get some books to read and he was the loser with a Goth girl fetish. I was not the right Goth girl for him, and he found out the hard way. He assumed wrongly that I was a pain slut and a submissive. I am into pain, but your pain, not mine. I drugged him and tied him up. When he woke up, I chopped his penis off. It was easy to do being so small. I made sure he knew I took his penis because it was worthless. I made a hot torture porn video carving him up. Dismembered him slowly too. May he rest all in pieces. Who wants to be next?
No better way to celebrate National Wildlife Day than with snuff porn. I have a special affinity with wildlife, especially wolves and coyotes. They get rid of the evidence for me. I inherited my grandpa’s property when he died. He made me the sole heir to all his items. He ran a private prison in the 50s, 60s and 70s. It eventually got shut down when it was discovered that he was getting kickbacks from pharmaceutical companies to test new drugs on prisoners. He hid most of the money, so when the Feds seized his assets, there were no assets to seize. Grandpa was always a few steps ahead of life. I inherited that quality from him. My kill shack in the woods is off the grid. It is like something out of an Evil Dead movie. It was my grandpa who taught me how to make snuff porn and get rid of the evidence. I guess you could consider my grandpa and me serial killers. But we do not have a set MO. Bundy’s victims were all women with dark hair. He desecrated the bodies after he sexually assaulted them. He left DNA but the technology was not around to catch him back then.
I have no MO. And I leave NO evidence. No bodies decaying in the woods. Nothing left to even get DNA. I do not bury the bodies. I feed the remains to the wildlife. Coyotes and wolves have my back. Just last night I killed a sweet young doe. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. A naturally bald cunt and no tits yet. I snatched her in plain site because no one was paying attention. I had a client who wanted to fuck a sweet young thing. He paid me to do the dirty work. I kidnapped the girl and got rid of the evidence for him. After he defiled her tender little body with his big cock, I killed her. Used her little body to make a snuff porn. Guys love watching little ones assaulted and abused by grown men. This little girl was destroyed. I chopped her up into pieces and fed her to my local wildlife as a celebration of National Wildlife Day. Coyotes tore apart what was left of her little body. I watched a happy coyote with a little femur in his mouth look so happy for a fresh meal. Let me do your dirty work! Me and my furry accomplices will get rid of the evidence.
Bloody phone sex is the hottest for me. I like gore. Blood and guts. I do not kill in a frenzy. I plan my kills, but my kill sites all look frenzied because I bask in blood. Last night, I went out on a killing spree. I kill random folks I have no ties to and that helps me go undetected. I have killed more folks than Michael Myers, but no one knows my name. That is because I kill smartly. The fall is my season too. I love to prep for Halloween with murder and mayhem. I got into my black car that blends in late last night and went cruising. I picked up a hooker first. She was a young Lolita hooker. I suppose I should have felt sorry for her. Some one was pimping her out. She looked like she wanted to die though, so I granted her wish. I took her to my kill shack in the woods. I picked her up in a different town than where I live. No one cares about junkie hookers. They just do not give a fuck. I fed her first. Let her take what appeared to be her first shower in months. She was addicted to meth and heroin. She be dead before 21 anyway. I just made the inevitable happen sooner. I tied her up on all fours and mutilated her young body. She cleaned up well, but she was still a hot, broken mess. This was a mercy kill. She never fought me. Not even when I sliced her flesh. She just laid there with her bright red blood cascading out of her body slowly. I chopped her limbs off and eventually she was just a bloody torso with no limbs. I fed her limbs to the wild animals. Her torso too. I wish you had been with me to fuck her tiny little holes. Rape phone sex fantasies are best shared.
Do you have Gothic phone sex fantasies? I am a Goth girl. I love old Gothic buildings, books and movies. And I am a huge fan of Gothic torture. I am known for my knife collection and my electric chair castration contraption. I also have a collection of Medieval torture devices. Some very old and worth millions. My grandfather was a collector of the macabre. I inherited all his old torture devices. I have a few favorites include the Pear of Anguish, The Judas Cradle, a Breast Ripper and an Iron Chair. All of them destroyed the flesh and mutilate sex organs. That’s what gets me the wettest. I love the torture sex of male and female sexual organs. I had an annoying pervert in my dungeon last night. I caught him peeping into my window the other night. He is the town peeper everyone has been trying to nab for weeks.
Instead of calling the police, I took matters in my own hands. I used the Judas Cradle on this loser. It is a very barbaric and cruel torture device that ruins orifices. It was fitting for a peeping Tom. I used ropes to lower him down on the pyramid-shaped seat. It looks like a small metal pyramid on a stick. It’s on a sturdy piece of metal with a three-pronged base to keep it stable. He screamed in pain as I lowered him on it. My dungeon is soundproof. The point is inserted into his asshole, destroying it. I added ankle weights to impale his ass as deep as I could. No doubt he felt intense pressure and his asshole gaping and shredding. It is a slow and torturous death. If I had not added the weights, he would have just suffered permanent damage to his asshole. But he succumbed to rips in the muscle tissue that bled out slowly over hours. I fed his remains to the wild animals. My neighborhood is safe again. My community will just think our town peeper moved on to a different community.
Do you watch snuff porn? So do I, but I make it too. I have discovered that using super young girls in my snuff films makes me a lot of money. More money than I ever imagined. I have a reputation for brat porn. Sometimes, guys bring me little ones they want to see star in one of my films. I had a special request from a man who wanted me to make his stepdaughter disappear. But before that happened, he wanted to see her die on film. He has been molesting the girl for years and she is blackmailing him now that she is a little bit older. Smart girl. I would make bank off anyone who did that to me too. I would also remove his testicles. I was happy to make her a snuff star. She would bring me a lot of money at her age. Such a little beauty pageant slut too. I dressed her in her pageant gear. She had on a cute yellow frilly dress with a sash that said, “Junior Miss.” She had those cute little white ankle socks that young girls wear. Plus, I put a tiara on her head. She was going to look so adorable being force fucked and killed on camera. I was profiting doubly off the little cock tease. I was using her in teen rape porn and disposing of her tiny little body for my client. I love when that happens. I asked him if he wanted to fuck her one last time. I gave him an executioner’s body suit and mask to conceal his identity. He fucked her savagely. It was such a turn on. Major turn on. I was going to kill her, but he got lost in the thrill and choked her out. I filmed the entire thing. He is excited to be staring in a snuff film. I am excited to profit off another dead little whore.
Sadistic phone sex is so much fun. For me at least. I love to torture and maim people. I am open to torturing anyone, age and gender do not matter to me. I am happy to kill just about any man, especially tools and tiny dick losers. But I take a sick pleasure in torturing little ones. I hate crotch fruit. Germy mouth breeders. I have made a name for myself on the dark web for helping men procure little sluts. I have a contact in the sex trafficking world. I often bring him little sluts I have used for other purposes because he knows how to make them disappear. That way I profit off the little whores twice. Once, when I sell to a P man like you to explore your rape phone sex fantasies. And once you have had your fun with the little whore, I sell them to my coyote friend. He then sells them to someone who wants a used up little slut as a personal sex slave. Most men buying sluts on the black market do not care if they are virgins or not. Any man who hires me, fucks the girl up pretty good before we either dispose of the corpse or sell her to my human trafficker pal. I had a little girl for a client last week that I made bank from. A little white girl goes for a premium price. My client paid me to find a blonde blue-eyed doll baby. He fucked her pussy and her ass. He used that little angel for days. He did not want to kill her. He left that to me. I did not care if she lived or died, but I figured why not sell her again? Make more money off her. I called my flesh peddler friend, and he was super excited to know I had a little young and white angel. He had a buyer. We negotiated a sweet price, and I sold the little whore again. If you want to turn a little doll baby into a snuff porn star, no problem. But if you just want to fuck her and be done, then I will profit off that sweet whore again.
Castration phone sex excites me. You would be surprised how many men seek ball removal. I am a castration queen. I have no qualms about taking your balls on or off the phone. There are many reasons to take a man’s balls. The best reason is to save women from pathetic predators with tiny dicks. I guess you could say I am saving the world one set of balls at a time. Balls are a privilege, and some men just need their privileges revoked. That is where I come in. Sometimes, some pathetic loser will hire me to castrate him because he is too wimpy to do it himself. Guys that come to me are self-aware enough to know they are either a degenerate pervert or a small dick loser. Elmore is my latest castration client. I was prepared to surgically remove his balls. He paid me $10,000 for the job. I got some inspiration from torture sex porn, and castration videos. I do not remove balls in a nice clean fashion. If you want your testicles removed with a surgeon’s precision, you do not call me. You call a doctor. I do research on my clients too. It helps me decide if I want to be humane or inflict as much pain as possible. Elmore is a degenerate who deserved to have his dick gone too. He is a dead-beat daddy. He collects social security disability for drug addiction and he is a stupid anti-vaxxer spreading stupidity on social media. I would have taken his balls for free.
When he arrived, I got the payment upfront and strapped him to my castration chair. He asked about all the plastic under the chair. I told him I did not want his blood to splatter on my carpet. I used a castration band to restrict the blood flow, then strapped his cock to the plank I added to my castration chair. I took his balls first, but I did not cauterize the wound. I let him bleed everywhere, hence the plastic tarp. He whined for a bit before I told him I was snuffing him out too. I went all Jack Torrence on him and chopped him up with an axe. It was hot to watch his body twitch, and blood spurt from his wounds. I felt Satan smiling. God too if you believe in him. No one but Elmore believed he deserved to live. Be careful when you ask an evil phone sex bitch to remove your balls. She just may take your life too.
Looking for castration phone sex? I am a castration specialist. I do not just take the balls. Often I take the worthless dick too. There are too many of you assholes running around loose thinking their packages are the greatest things since sliced bred. I like to bring men back to reality. In my phone life, men call me and know they have worthless dicks and beg me to remove their testicles. In a bar at 4 am, some loser thinks he can take home the Goth girl. I am a predator. I hunt losers, sluts and brats. I have no tolerance for any of them. When this leisure suit Larry mother fucker came up to me at last call, I knew I had my mark. He did not try to roofie me like most men. He had that going for him, but he was still in denial. He had the comb over hair and the white man’s overbite when he talked. He thought he was smooth and he thought I was desperate. I do not need men. If I want to fuck, I will hire a male stud and tell him not to speak to me. Leisure suit Larry thought if I was still alone in a bar at last call, I would fuck whatever schmuck was left. I was just weeding out the losers from the studs. When we got back to his place, I roofied his drink. He was easy to manhandle. I stripped him naked, tied him to his bed and used one of his kitchen knives to remove his nuggets. His cock was average. He was not a total jack ass. He was just a loser with no game and unrealistic expectations. I cauterized the wound with a hot frying pan. In the end he thanked me. That was a first from an unsuspecting victim. He will live, but he will never fuck again. He is a neutered pup now. Are you ready to part with your balls too?