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Being a taboo phone sex goddess, I encounter men with all sorts of weird fetishes. Kevin had one that was rare and beyond creepy. Have you heard of Formicophilia? It is a sexual arousal from insects and spiders. I had to look it up when he found me on the dark net. He was willing to pay me good money to make his rare fetish fantasy a reality. I am a sick bitch and a greedy one too, so I booked a session and I went to this farm known for selling all sorts of creepy crawlies. I came back with a few tarantulas. Luckily, I am not like most women. I don’t have arachnophobia. I may not like spiders, but they don’t scare me like they do most women. I took him to my kill shack in the woods just in case this turned into a snuff sex session and I had to get rid of his body. I had no clue if he would have a heart attack or not. I asked him if he wanted some whisky, but he was brave. I made him strip naked. I tied him spread eagle to my bed. I was all set to blindfold him, but he wanted to see the creepy crawlies on his body. He was a sick fuck, but he was paying me $3,000 because he was too much of a wuss to do this himself. I dumped big hairy spiders all over his body. Spiders that could bite him and send him into shock or even kill him. His body trembled, but his dick was hard. This Formicophilia really was a fetish for him. The moment one of those 8-legged freaks crawled on his dick, he started oozing pre-cum. What the fuck? He was aroused from a spider that could kill him being on his dick. He was too sick a fuck to live and reproduce. I let the spiders bite him everywhere. As the one bit his dick, he came, then went into some sort of anaphylactic shock and died with a smile on his face. Good thing I got his money up front. Think you can top his rare fetish?
I was in a snuff porn mood, so I went hunting for a victim. I found one. He was such a pathetic loser. He wanted to buy me a drink, but his credit card declined. He had no game. He had no money. Yet, he still thought he could fuck me. He had all these smooth lines, but they were just words. I knew what to do with him. I wasn’t going to just take his balls. I was going to Lorena Bobbitt him. I am sure you know that means I planned to hack his cock off and film it. Sexual mutilation videos bring quite a lot of money. Surprisingly, the torture sex of men has a large fan base in women. Girls can be sexual sadists too. I should know, I am about as sadistic as they come. We were back at my place when I made him a drink with a knock out pill mixed inside. He was already loaded, so he went down quickly. I tied him up spread eagle on my bed under a sheet of plastic. When he woke up, I had a butcher knife at the base of his dick. I had a ball gag in his mouth, so his screams wouldn’t disturb my neighbors. They are lovely people and I didn’t want to interrupt their sleep. I told him to smile for the camera because I was filming him. He looked so fucking scared. I decided to have some fun. I cut he tip of his dick off first. There was more blood than I expected. He became ashen in color. I showed him the tip of his severed penis head before I tossed it to my pup as a treat. I dissected his cock, making the pain last before I lobbed the entire worthless thing off. He was no man to begin with. He didn’t deserve a cock or balls. I castrated him too. Not that I had too because without a dick he was never fucking again. It was just icing on the cake. He bled out eventually, but I think the shock killed him first. As he laid dead in my bed, I went back out to look for a real man to fuck. The foreplay of sexual mutilation made me super horny.
Sex with dead bodies entertains me. I enjoy killing a bitch, so you may fuck her warm dead cunt. Jason and I make great partners. He picks out a bitch and I stalk her. He spotted this teen princess at his local coffee shop. She is a spoiled mean girl who comes into his Starbucks daily after school with her posse. We planned everything. I lured her to my car with the promise of a role in a movie I was casting. Jason chloroformed her. We drove her to my kill shack. He had some fun with her alive pussy first. He wanted to compare the difference. I had some fun with her too. Torture sex always makes me wet. I cut her entire body up. I made a pentagram on her stomach. Carved whore on her forehead. Then, I sliced off her nipples and her clit. She kept passing out from the pain until I slapped her a wake. Jason fucked her as I held the knife to her throat. I planned on slicing her pretty throat the moment he came inside her. He could say he fucked a girl, then fucked her as she was dying and fucked her dead pussy without needing to remove his dick from her pussy. He did get blood spatter all over his face as I slit her throat. Me bad. He didn’t seem to mind, however. In fact, he fucked her harder, using some of the blood as lube. She was making some sexy gasping / gurgling sounds as she struggled for air. She was dead a few minutes later. Jason kept fucking her dead body. He said he pussy was just as tight and warm as it was when she was alive. He came all over her dead corpse. We fucked in the pool of blood before disposing of her body. Don’t knock it before you try it.
Rape phone sex fantasies are something I hope you have. I love being your sadistic accomplice. I think there are two kinds of women in this world. Worthless whores and sadistic bitches. Obviously, I am the later. I advocate the force fucking, torture and death of worthless whores of any age. Over the weekend, I helped Alex snuff his girlfriend and her whore daughter. She was dating out of her league. Alex was wealthy and educated. His girlfriend grew up in a trailer park, worked in a strip club and doesn’t even know who the father or her devil’s spawn is. She is not the kind of woman who should look a gift horse in the mouth, yet she did. She denied him access to her daughter. She even threatened to call the cops on him. That is when he called me. I have a reputation of helping men get exactly what they want. Alex wanted his girlfriend dead and he wanted to fuck her daughter. I made that happen with a seemingly random home invasion. While I had his stripper whore girlfriend tied up, I ordered him to force fuck the daughter. I made her think everyone’s life depended on it. Making her watch her daughter loose her virginity to her boyfriend was my kind of sick twist. That little girl screamed for her mommy, but mommy had a knife to her throat, so she just told her to be a good girl. I was super fucking wet. This was a hot accomplice gig for me because I knew after Alex had his fun, both sluts would be dead. I told him to do horrible things to that young sweet thing in front of her mother. In the end, I killed them both. I slit the daughter’s throat, so mommy could watch her die, then I killed mommy. I stabbed Alex in just the right spot that he would live. He needed to look like a victim too. I stole some shit, ransacked the place, left Alex bleeding and tied up. I called 911 as a concerned neighbor and the rest was up to Alex. Hopefully, he will stay out of prison, but that would be a small price to pay for getting to finally fuck that little cock teasing slut.
Is castration phone sex your New Year’s resolution? It should be if you have a worthless dick. Everyone knows that if a man has a big dick, his father likely had a big dick too. That means if daddy had a small dick, son does too. So, the only way to ensure that small dick losers go away, is castrating them. I wish I could castrate all the small dick losers, but I can’t. What I can do, however, is make sure the small dick losers in my state don’t procreate. Some men come to me willingly to take their nuts; others, I must just take them against their will. I took Troy’s nuts at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s. He didn’t see it coming. We were naked in my living room drinking champagne. He thought he was going to fuck me. No fucking way. He was stupid to think he would get lucky with a one-inch dick. He was shocked as fuck when he realized I was holding his severed balls in my hands. He passed out at the sight of his blood. I slapped him back awake and shoved his balls in his mouth. I thought about stopping the bleeding because he was making a mess of my kitchen, but I decided against it because he was crying and whimpering like a fucking pansy. He didn’t survive much of 2019. He bled out before 2 hours into this year. I was drunk and that made me careless. I’m rarely careless, so I had to chop his body up in the bathtub and cook his flesh. I ate part of him yesterday, but the rest is in the freezer packaged like hamburger. His bones I boiled to get the flesh off them, so I could grind them up. It took me most of New Year’s Day to clean up the mess, but if you don’t tell, no one will suspect me. He is just another loser no one will miss.
I enjoy babysitter phone sex calls. I hate brats. They spread germs and they suck the life out of you. Why anyone would ask me to watch their devil’s spawn is beyond me, but they do. So, I assume if you ask a dark chick like me to watch your demons, then you want bad things to happen to them. Christmas day, this guy asked me to watch his daughter. He is divorced, and his daughter is with him this Christmas, but he had a work emergency. How he found me, I am not sure. He offered me a lot of money for a last-minute sit, so I knew something was up. When I arrived, it was clear he had no work emergency. He didn’t hire me to babysit. He hired me to be his accomplice. He knows a close friend of mine. That was how he got my information. He has a cock teasing young daughter and he is filled with naughty thoughts. Sound like you? I made her a special cocktail. We weren’t going to snuff this one, but we were going to violate all her tight teen holes. He had rape phone sex fantasies about his daughter that couldn’t stay fantasy any longer. I held her down while he force fucked her. She was drugged, but it still hurt her because she was crying. Her virgin pussy made daddy harder. I don’t think she knew who was fucking her. She was out of it but feeling some of the pain. Daddy tore her pussy and ass up. Clearly, he had months of pent up sexual frustration with his hot teen slut daughter. Her ass was prolapsed, and her cunt was bloody. He gave her a good fucking. I made him pay me more because I cleaned up her fuck holes and well, my silence comes at a price too.
Snuff sex Christmas is here. I was a naughty elf last night. I had a long list of naughty folks that I had to kill. I have been the cause of much murder mayhem over the years, but no one ever links them to me. Why? Because there is no link. I have no connection with my victims. Just random acts of violence against bad people who have a long list of enemies. Bitches, whores, and dickheads. The world is a better place without them. I went to the home of this fat cat money man last night. He stole from the poor to get rich. His wife hid the money while he was in prison and they are living high on the hog again at others expense. Two counties over and he has lots of enemies. I broke in and killed him and his wife. I castrated his cock and his balls; I just took the entire goods. I made his wife suck his severed dick as he was crying like a bitch and bleeding all over the shag carpeting. They had a ton of presents for their devil’s spawn and their devil’s spawn. I wiped the blood splatter off the gifts and re-gifted at a local orphanage. I guess I was Robin Hood last night. I killed the rich, stole from them and gave their gifts to poor little ones who still believe in Santa Claus. Merry Christmas you filthy animals.
Castration phone sex? Chop off your balls, Paul. Cut off your dick, Mick. I love making rhymes for losers who need their junk removed. It is the 12 Days of Castration Christmas. A few days left, and I have been super busy. For every loser I castrate for free, I castrate several for pay. Last night, this rich prick Brock got his balls removed. He was one not by choice. His wife paid me my largest some yet to mutilate her husband’s cheating genitals. Castrate your cock, Brock. He is a boy’s club sort of man. Comes from money, makes money and puts his dick in every stripper and Hooters’ girl across the US. Not to mention, he spends more money on sluts than his wife and son. She wants to stay married to him but wants to make him unable to fuck. Brock is my favorite kind of man to mutilate down below. Self intitled and lacking a desire to be castrated. Wifey asked for a dirty castration too. A healthy bacterial infection between the legs makes a man appreciate what he has more. Wifey let me in the house on a night he was home. She drugged him as instructed. When I arrived, he was not happy. I don’t look like the kind of woman he associates with. I spelled out his dirty deeds. I told him his punishment. He made me a counter offer to mutilate his wife. He pissed me off from the get-go, so his wife stripped him naked and I used his belt to separate his cock from his balls. Normally, I’d use a castration band to dull the pain and stop the blood flow, but I wanted this prick to feel the pain. Loser passed out on me. Saw his blood spurting out while I sliced his nuts off and passed out. When I carved “cheater” on the side on his dick, he woke back up. I used a dirty blade. I didn’t cauterize the wound. If he survived, he would be dependent on his wife to pee. Well, maybe he’ll think before he cheats again.
I have this friend who enjoys snuff porn. He wanted to make his own. A real one, not a fake one. I have known him long enough that I knew how I could help. I had the perfect plan. I recently purchased this no tell motel. It is off the beaten path and looks seedy. It is seedy. It hasn’t been in use since the 70s. I hired a team to clean it up, modernize the plumbing and shit and add a few features like cameras in the room. This is a Bates Motel kind of place. Truckers, hookers, travelers and druggies will frequent my motel. I had the idea that it was the perfect place to make homemade snuff movies. The kind that a client like Mike could have forever as a keepsake. I hired some technology geeks to install cameras and recording devices. They think the hotel is being used as a movie set. It is, just not the Hollywood kind. Mike was going to be the first client to get his snuff flick. Just in time for Christmas. In one of the rooms was my first guest. A druggy lot lizard hooker and her young daughter. We won the lottery. We could watch what was going on in the office. We could see and hear everything. This skanky whore was going to pimp out her daughter to a trucker who was coming to the hotel. She didn’t deserve that angel. I put on my executioner outfit and terrorized the cunt. Banged on the door, rattled the windows, all so Mike could see the fear in her eyes. I broke the door down and that is when the torture sex began. I cut her to make her scream. I made the little girl my accomplice. I told her what her mommy was going to do. This snuff film was going to make a lot of money. I made the little angel stab her whore mommy in the cunt until she bled out. I took the angel back to the office where Mike was jacking off watching the replay. I sold him the little girl. He now has his own snuff film and a super young sex slave at his disposal. I can be your accomplice too.
The 12 Days of Castration Phone Sex Christmas has officially begun. I am castrating a loser for free every day until Christmas. Normally, I charge 10 grand to take a guy’s loser nut sack. You would be surprised how many guys beg me to take their nuts. Some want a clean castration, others prefer it dirty. Dirty as in catch a nasty infection dirty! I am charitable to a point. My 12 Days of Castration spree will all be dirty castrations. Ted was the first beneficiary of my charity. He has been begging me for years to cut his nuts off, but he just never had the funds to pay me. He is a broke ass loser. His little dick is 3 inches. He can’t even pay hookers to fuck him. He has a dead end job and few friends. I am doing the world a solid by making sure he cannot reproduce. Never will he be a baby daddy. We never needs more sad sacks in the world. I surprised him at his place. The fucking loser had the audacity to tell me to leave. No fucking way. He begged me almost daily for years and now I am going to take his nuts for free and he tells me to leave? I clocked him in the head. Loser went down like a sack of potatoes. I tied him up, stripped him and then tossed some cold water in his face to wake him up. I was holding my rusty knife to his nut sack. The moment he spoke, I sliced his nuts. A dirty cut too. Usually, I would cauterize the wound, but this punk ass didn’t deserve any mercy. I tied a sock around the wound, so he wouldn’t bleed out, but he was going to lose some blood and have a nasty scar from the procedure to remind him always of what a worthless piece of shit he is. Merry fucking Christmas.