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Snuff Sex with Venus: Not Your Victim or Your Girlfriend

snuff sexSnuff sex with me only goes one of two ways. You are my accomplice or my victim. I need to be clear that I am a sadistic dominant bitch because some folks are too stupid to read the bios or look at our blogs and too dumb to make inferences from my pictures. There is nothing about me that suggests victim. I don’t look like a victim and I don’t write like one either. But not a day goes by that some stupid mother fucker gets his panties in a bunch when I snap at the suggestion that he force fuck me or abuse me in any way. Here are my rules. Don’t try to dominate me and certainly don’t try to make me your girlfriend. I don’t spoon. I knife. So if you attempt to treat me like a victim or your girlfriend you get knifed. Maybe I cut your balls off since you are clearly too stupid to bread. Perhaps I gut you like a pig and piss in your entrails. You want a girlfriend check out our vanilla site (www.sophisticatedhotties.com). You want a victim, learn to read mother fucker. We have victims listed on this site, or you can check out a page dedicated to victims (www.submissivewhore.com) so your little pea brain doesn’t get confused. Consider this an altruistic warning because the next shit for brains that calls me to chit chat about his day or put his worthless little prick in my ass will not live to make another taboo phone sex call again.

Taboo Phone Sex Sunday

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex Sunday. I don’t get into football. Not violent enough for me., so I went on a hunting expedition this morning. I found something for us both to sink our teeth into after you are done hanging with the boys, watching football and drinking beer. Hopefully, you worked up an appetite for a young tender morsel. Football works up male aggression, makes you crave those dark desires. I am patient. I can wait till the game is over so you can share in the fun with me. Today, I got twins. I know right? Double our pleasure. Snatched them up on the way home from Sunday school. I have been keeping them alive until you can join me. Do you know how hard that is to do? I may have a little fun before you  get here, but I promise their little cunts will still be tight. You should see how hot the crimson blood looks on their pale skin. And don’t get me started on their blood curling screams. They haven’t seen anything yet. If they think my little switch blade hurt, wait till you arrive. Your big cock in those tiny little fuck holes will destroy them. Don’t keep me waiting too long, however, or they both will be all mine to ruin and snuff.

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex calls are what I enjoy the most. There are too  many sick and twisted things I enjoy, however, to name them all. Lately, I have been enjoying a lot of accomplice calls. I sure do love to help end a life or bring extreme pain to someone, usually some whore ex or little whores in the making. Today I got to help bring revenge on to the asshole who stole this guys’ hot bitch. His former best friend too. Apparently the girlfriend stealing ex friend has a massive cock that he brags about. He mocks his friends with little dicks and uses his endowment to steal away the ladies. Now, personally, I got no issue with guys with big dicks. It is the tiny dick losers who annoy the fuck out of me.  But, I was his accomplice and I loved the idea of putting a cocky son of a bitch in his place. I pretended to be lost. He invited me in clueless that  I meant him harm. Once he saw my big ass knife, he listened to my every instruction. I had him masturbate for me. At the moment he was shooting his cum so easily for a knife wielding stranger, I chopped his cock off. It was big and made a thud as it hit the floor. Really couldn’t hear the thud over the screaming and crying, but it was big enough to make a thud. He passed out pretty quickly thankfully. Shock took over. I took some pictures but grabbed the dick as a trophy. In case didn’t bleed out, no way was his dick getting reattached. I bagged the 10 inch cock, put it on ice and delivered it to my accomplice. He then mounted it like a deer head over his fireplace. Total trophy hunter. He sent a picture of him standing under the severed cock to his cheating lover with a sign that said, “Who has the big cock now.” I love my sick accomplice calls.

Castration Phone Sex Fever

castration phone sexCastration phone sex follows full moon fever. Men want my junk removal services in far higher numbers after a full moon. There is something about a lunar eclipse that makes people crazy. The term lunatic is centuries old and was coined after people started exhibiting crazy behavior following the lunar cycles. I don’t know if I believe the moon makes people crazy. I think it is just an excuse to act on your darker desires. You can later say, “the moon made me do it.” But, following every full moon, I see an increase in junk removal calls and personal requests to castrate men who know I will do it for them. So last full moon was Aug 18. The very next day, I was flooded with not only castration calls, but 23 personal requests for  junk removal. That was a record in one day. Did I do it you ask? Hell yes. Not only does it make my cunt wet to cut off some loser’s testicles, but I make them pay for the honor of my time. I’m doing all the work. I’m taking all the risk because the stupid law says a man cannot consent to castration. It is viewed as mutilation to the body and no one can legally consent to that. I know. Stupid laws.

snuff porn There are plenty of wise men who know they don’t deserve balls; they are just total chicken shits and can’t do it themselves. I have a castration chair and all the tools necessary to take your balls and prevent you from bleeding out. Most of the time, I prevent you from bleeding out. But one of my 23 full moon fever guys may have not survived. Consider this a warning. If you pay me to take your junk, there is no wiggle room to back out. If you are strapped to the chair already, you are losing your nuts.  And, don’t say you are going to turn me into the cops. Well don’t say it unless you want to lose your junk and star in a snuff porn too. So who needs junk removal today?

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies: Where are My Hungry Cannibalism Phone Sex Men?

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are all I have. How about you? I don’t fantasize about the shit that makes a Nicholas Sparks novel or movie. I dream of the stuff that would make Eli Roth gag. I recently saw his latest movie, “Green Inferno.” It is based on a movie called “Cannibal Holocaust.” The premise is a plane filled with do gooder college boys and girls goes down in the rain forest somewhere. The naive group encounters some indigenous folks who want to have them for dinner. Literally have them for dinner. I got really excited at the cannibal scenes. The idea of eating human flesh turns me on. It is extremely taboo, but it is also very wicked. Who hasn’t thought about having some ex for dinner? No better way to dispose of a body than to consume it from head to toe. “Green Inferno” showed the fat guy getting eaten first. Of course they were feeding a village. The perfect dinner for me would be a tender young thing with some meat on her bones. Not too fat not too skinny. Just right. She would be natural. No bleached blondes with fake tits and tattoos and piercings. In this movie, dinner came to them. I like to hunt for the perfect meal. The best meals are planned. You want the perfect main course, so you take the time to find it. And, you take the time to prepare it to your liking also. In this movie, it was clear dinner was served to feed the masses and get rid of the enemy. I just have a special friend or two to serve. Colleges are back in session which means tons of new college freshman with their extra 10 pounds and inability to hold their alcohol. That is my kind of dinner. So who has dark fantasies, patience and a voracious appetite?

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Knife Play Phone Sex Fun with Little Ones

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is so much fun. Really the possibilities are endless. Almost all the good horror movies have a knife wielding fiend. With a knife we can make our own slasher flick with little victims. I always preferred a really young stupid whore over a coed  dumb bitch. Killing a young girl is more taboo than killing a seasoned skank. Also, their skin is softer, more tender. They bleed a brighter red too. And don’t get me started on the screams. Talk about hot. I love watching an innocent little one beg for mercy. She or he has no clue what is going to happen to them yet. At their age they can’t fathom the wicked things adults enjoy. They still struggle with the idea that not all adults can be trusted. Think about the fun we could have with a little one. Your cock and my knife can do some wicked hot damage. So many fun places to hunt for them too. The mall, church, your neighborhood, the community pool, the park, even near the ice cream truck. Little girls and boys go missing all the time. Just when they go missing because of us, they will never be found again.

Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your CBT Accomplice

castration phone sexWould you believe me if I told you castration phone sex is a real thing? So many guys fantasize about a sick dominant bitch taking their junk. Then there are the men who really want it done but are too much of a pussy to do it on their own. If you really want your balls gone, man up sissy and do it yourself. With my assistance and guidance of course. There is a type of man who wants his balls cut off. I use the word man loosely. In reality, he is no man. He is a sissy. A fairy faggot. A tiny dick loser. You get the picture. I had one such little loser call me today actually. He told me all these stories that painted a pathetic existence. A life of cross dressing, pissing in panties, sucking cock in glory holes, forced feminization and humiliating tasks like exposing his 2 inch nub to strangers. He lives his life as a girl and even a little dick interferes with being female. I told him how to take his balls off. Explained to him all the instruments he would need to have on hand for safe junk removal. Pansy ass wussed out on me. Begged me to do it for him. Stupid mother fucker too. I am not Freddy Krueger. I can’t magically make my knife penetrate the phone line to lob off his balls, although I wish I did have those powers. I told him where to go to look for women or even men in his area to assist in the junk removal process. Here is the deal losers. I love taking men’s worthless nut sacks on and off the phone. But don’t call me up wanting real castration and not be willing to do what it takes to make it happen. Not my fault you are a pussy. Also not my fault that you live in bum fuck nowhere. I get that this is a fantasy phone sex service, but if you really want to lose your testicles or even get snuffed, I will help you, but you got to help me help you, loser.

Snuff Porn Sunday Funday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday? Has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? Personally, on Sunday’s I love to go hunting for little ones in church. Something about seeing those sweet young things in their Sunday best makes my cunt twitch. I can see them at the altar in cute dresses all angelic looking. I close my eyes and I see a much different image. Little girls covered in blood like the evil Shining twin girls. Only the girls in my mind are dismembered and covered in cum. Your cum perhaps? I’m a pretty bold killer. I will snatch a little whore up in public. We can take her to an empty part of the church or even back to your place and violate her in very bad ways. I can stab her cunt for you. Her warm bloody eviscerated cunnie will feel so amazing on your cock.. I can cut off her little boobie bumps and feed them to the wildlife. I can prolapse her ass with my knife or your cock. I will watch as you fuck every hole on her body. You can fuck her eyes out. Fuck her ears until she hears you cumming. Fuck her nose and make her smell your cum. Of course you can skull fuck the little bitch. You can fuck her belly button until you penetrate flesh. Stab her in the gut with your cock. You can fuck her virgin cunt and ass with your cock and anything else you may have laying around. And don’t forget her tiniest hole. Her little pee hole. Your cock would ruin a little urethra. Stretch it all the fuck out. Talk about making a little whore scream. After you fuck every hole in her body, we can torture her with knives and other fun items. Want to be my accomplice for some wicked hot taboo phone sex fun? No such thing as too young with me.

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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Castration Phone Sex Sunday

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Sunday has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? I don’t know why, but the holiest of all days seems the best day for junk removal. I love following pervs and jagoffs to church. Seeing them there looking all pious with their families who are clueless about the proclivities of their husbands. Not everyone deserves to have testicles. They are for winners only. This morning my eye was on Martin. Several rumors  have circulated about how he likes to impregnate very young girls then not pay for his bastard offspring. I have heard he runs a little underground sex club for men who like young girls. He is a sex trafficker living in a gated community acting like his shit don’t stink. Now let me be clear here. I hate almost all young girls. I am not some pro brat. I just hate a hypocrite. Martin is running for local office. He wants to ban abortion, deny health care to unwed mothers and has quite the history of uber conservative speech. Yet, he is leading a double life; one extremely opposite to the one he projects. So, I took his balls. Actions have consequences. That was his motto when he said unwed mothers should not be a drain on the tax dollars of working citizens.

 As I had him chained to a chair in my basement, I played back his speech while showing him pictures of all the babies he has fathered and paid squat for. I gave him an option: be out as a hypocrite or get castrated. According to him that was not much of a choice. He called me some names, which I don’t take kindly too, so I chopped his balls off with no numbing cream. Didn’t even seal the wound, so he lost a lot of blood. Made him feel every ounce of pain. Shoved his worthless nuts down his mouth. Yep. I made him swallow his own balls. Seriously, Martin is what is wrong with the world. Smug, hypocritical bastards living in glass houses and throwing big ass bricks don’t deserve to reproduce. I prefer my men to own up and be proud of their actions. You like little girls? You like to torture women? You enjoy blood and gore? Wear your freak flag proudly and never lose your junk, unless you want to of course.