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Castration Phone Sex in 2019

castration phone sexIs 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.

Evil Babysitter Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexI 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

snuff sexSnuff 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.

12 Days of Castration Phone Sex Continues

castration phone sexCastration 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.

No Tell Motel Snuff Porn

snuff pornI 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

castration phone sexThe 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.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies cum to life with a sadistic bitch like me. I have no problem being your sick accomplice. Since I won’t be your bitch, I can be your partner in crime. Tyler wanted a hunting companion and I was happy to oblige. The holiday season means the malls are packed with young sluts. The mall will always be my favorite hunting ground. You can blend in and people watch; find your perfect victim and execute the plan. Tyler’s plan was a rape fantasy with some torture porn. He has a cock teasing step-daughter whom he can’t mess with because his wife would have him arrested.  Hunting with me means our hand selected victim can be a surrogate for his sadistic incest dreams. I lured the hot teen slut to my kill shack and watched Tyler fuck the shit out of her tiny perfect holes. They didn’t stay perfect for long, however.  He sodomized her and fucked that virgin cunt until it was bleeding all over his dick. Virgin blood is my favorite lube. Once he was done fucking her, I fisted her holes to stretch them even further. I loved her blood curdling screams. The sound of pain is an aphrodisiac.  I told Tyler she was a good for the weekend, but then I would have to make her a snuff porn star. They always talk, and I hate orange, so prison is a no go for me. A dead bitch doesn’t talk. He used her all weekend long. In fact, he fucked her so hard for days that she didn’t put up a fight when I killed her. It was a shame because she was a good fuck doll. Lots more at the mall for my next hunting trip. Maybe you will go with me next time?

Christmas Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexChristmas castration phone sex season is my favorite time of year. I think the holidays bring out the worst in men and when that happens, I am there with my knife to teach them a permanent lesson in holiday cheer. I was at the mall over the weekend. Still plenty of time left for holiday shopping. No need to be a dick, but this guy was. I had the last new iPhone in my hand from the Apple store. This jackass grabbed it from me and said he needed it more. It was a fucking phone and this jack ass stole it right out of my hands. Well, that didn’t set well with me. That kind of behavior required a lesson. I followed him to his car, placed my knife against his rib cage, and forced him in his car. I handcuffed him once he was in the back seat. I drove him to a no tell motel where crack whores and junkies hang out. The motel desk clerk is a junkie himself. I gave him an 8 ball to forget he ever saw me. I took room 69 because I thought it was funny. This Grinch was not getting anywhere near my pussy or any pussy ever again. I could have given him some whiskey. But I wanted him to feel the pain of a jagged edge slicing off his balls. This hotel was damp, dark and disgusting. I shoved a ball gag in his mouth and stripped him naked. I saw the fear in his eyes. He peed the dirty bed out of that fear. I laughed as I sliced his balls off. He bled on the dirty bed. I tossed his balls in the corner of the room and watched as the cockroaches descended on his severed balls for a feast. I left him there bleeding out. On my way out, I knocked on a crack head’s door and told him the guy in room 69 needed a fix. I’m sure that loser is now a permanent resident of the junkie hotel. Maybe next time he will think before being a dick.

Bloody Phone Sex Sacrifice

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex makes my cunt wet. Red is my favorite color. Blood is my favorite taste. I practice witchcraft. I come from a long line of deviant witches. I am no Charmed witch, however. I am more the burned at the stake kind of witch. I have a ritual every full moon. I kidnap a young teen slut. The cock teasing thinks her shit don’t think kind of hot teen slut.  The kind of young slut you would die to fuck. Melissa was my latest victim of my blood ritual. I spotted her at the mall being a mean girl. Cock teasing dirty old men, shop lifting from stores, acting like a total bitch. The world will be better without her. I lured her away from her bitch pack with the promise of a role in a horror film. I have a kill shack off the beaten path for my sacrifices. In the basement is where I hone my craft and sacrifice girls to my Pagan Gods. I bathed her, so she would smell fresh and clean, not like some teen whore mall rat. She hung above me naked. I drank some wine, masturbated and had some blasphemy sex with Satan while I taunted her. My long blade next to me teased her flesh. I could smell her fear; I could hear her cries. She knew this was no movie role. She knew she was going to die. I assured her that since she was a blood sacrifice for Satan and his Pagan gods, she would be reborn in hell for eternity. After my ritual chants were complete, I sunk into the tub beneath her, reached my long blade out and sliced her clear down the middle of her young body. I gutted her like a pig. Her blood and entrails fell over me like a tidal wave. I came masturbating in her blood while watching the life go out of her. Hail Satan. Thank you for the gift of this once vibrant hot teen slut.

Christmas Castration Phone Sex Season

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Christmas has begun. The weekend after Thanksgiving, I begin my once a day Castration ritual. It is my way of giving back to society. My special brand of charity helps prevent fucktards from reproducing and in the Me Too era, it empowers women because I am castrating sexual predators too. Don’t know how to use your testicles? Well, then you should not have them. I traveled to another city over the weekend to stalk Damien. Seems he has been living up to his name. He is a privileged college boy who likes to drug coeds then assault them. My guess is his daddy’s money and high-powered lawyer has kept him out of prison even though there have been 12 complaints about the bastard. I decided he needed a charity castration. Neither the law nor the school is going to protect the coeds, so I took matters into my own hands.

I dressed less threatening to lure him. We met at a bar, he spiked my drink when he thought I was not looking, but I am smarter than him and I switched our drinks. He was shocked to wake up tied up naked to my hotel bed. I listed his offenses, gave him a chance to rebut but the little prick was unrepentant.  If he had a least shown some remorse or made up a fake apology, I would have used a castration band and a clean blade. He was a piece of shit, so he was treated worse than cattle. I didn’t even let him do a shot of whiskey. I just used the jagged, rusty blade to chop off his balls. He bled like a stuck pig and cried like a little bitch. I just smiled as I looked at him bleeding out. “Apologize now prick and I will cauterize the wound,” I seethed. Now, I got a fake ass apology, but it saved his life. I took the bottom of a hot pan and sealed the wound. He won’t force his cock inside anyone ever again. Fuck, he won’t have a hard-on ever again. Damien gave me my first set of holiday balls.