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Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration phone sex requires balls. I don’t mean the pathetic little nut sack dangling beneath your equally pathetic dick. I mean it takes courage, something that so many losers with worthless equipment actually possess. I get a shit ton of callers begging me to rid them of their useless and very disappointing testicles. My motto has always been, “testicles are for winners.” If you are calling me for a taboo phone sex call where I take your worthless junk, please be willing to hurt yourself at the very least. I mean the first step is recognizing that your worthless. The second step is seeking help, which my callers do when they call me for junk removal services. However, only so much of a hurt I can put on you, if you are not willing to do some self damage.  So, here are the tools you need. Booze. You will need something strong like bourbon or whiskey to dull the pain. Alcohol was anesthesia for centuries.  Duct tape. You can strap your pathetic wiener  to your belly exposing your balls for better torture or castration. You can use rope too. You need to separate your balls from your dick. Get a hammer, or some sort of blunt object. One hard smack and you can bust a nut. Literally flatten it. A sharp object is required for those who are serious about castration and it is just not fantasy for them. A kitchen knife, a razor blade, and exacto knife…. you get the picture. Something sharp enough to cut the flesh from your body. The final thing you need is a smoldering pen. Something to cauterize the wound because there will be blood. You can even use a heated frying pan. Just something really hot to seal the wound. It would really be nice for me if you were serious about castration, as serious as I am. I can tell the difference between real pain and acting. So man up. Get some proverbially balls to lose your real balls. Castration is not for the weak, but if you are serious about home castration, I am your junk removal accomplice.

Snuff Sex with Little Cock Teases?

snuff sexDoes snuff sex turn you on? It sure does make my pussy roar, especially if we are talking about snuffing out a little dick tease. I know you know who I am talking about. Those young girls who hang at the mall or the local park in vary inappropriate clothing for their age. Little succulent butts hanging out. Little bee sting boobies barely covered by a tank top. When you walk by and leer at them, they snicker at you. You know they think you are a pervert. But guess what? You are a pervert, but with me as your accomplice, we can put those little cock teases in their places. I mean, they are asking for it dressed like that. I am not exactly the motherly type. I don’t have the instinct to nurture little girls. I have the instinct for torture sex with those little whores in the making. I have an idea. I can lure them very easily back to this  killer pad I have. It is equipped with sex toys and torture devices. I even have a video camera so I can record your cock violating those tender virgin whores. You can fuck them as hard as you want too. They will not live long enough to tell anyone that we are sick perverts. If you don’t want to kill them right away, we can make them sex slaves. I bet you have lots of friends who would want to violate some young cunts.  With me as your accomplice, anything is possible. I know I get so wet thinking of you pinning down a young cock tease and forcing your cock into her tight cunnie. I want the little whore to cry, beg and bleed as you assault her fuck holes. Just promise me one thing. When you are done with the little slut, let me slit her throat and carve her up? I love mutilating little cock teases.

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice: Let’s Kill Little Ones!

taboo phone sex venus spsConsider me your taboo phone sex accomplice. I bet my mind is even sicker than your worse nightmare. Guys ask me all the time what is my favorite type of accomplice call. I have so many that I enjoy, but among them are hunting little ones. Well the hunting part is not my favorite, it is the killing and torturing of those little souls that really gets my cunt wet. Now that the weather is warmer, little girls are showing off their tiny little bodies, cock teasing all the dirty old men who want to bury their cocks in a tight pink slit. Well guess what? If you are MY accomplice, you can explore all your young rape phone sex fantasies. I will snatch us up a delicate little flower for you to fuck. Since I plan on snuffing out the little whore, you can do whatever you want to her. Fist her pink tight fuck holes. Sodomize her virgin ass. Piss down her throat. Choke her with your big cock. Punch her to stop her crying. Cut her nipples off. Burn her little pink clit. Staple her pussy lips to her creamy tiny thighs so you. Gauge her eyes out. The little whore is not going to live to tell about, so why not use her however you want? I mean I am not a selfish bitch, if you want to kill the whore yourself, I will watch with enjoyment. I will even let you use my wonderful array of kill tools. I am content to help with disposing the body. I have a tub in my basement full with Sulfuric acid that I keep heated around 100 degrees. A little body like the one you want to fuck and torture, will disappear completely in minutes. I am good at making things disappear, so no fretting about getting arrested. When you are with me, you are 100% protected to do whatever depraved thing you want. I will be your cheerleader, accomplice and problem solver. Who is ready to hunt for the perfect little torure doll?

Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Taboo Phone Sex Call

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my favorite. Why? Because testicles are for winners. Let’s be honest here. If you read past the first sentence, you are not a winner. You are a loser with a tiny dick or a broke down dick or just a fucking moron who has no reason procreating. A real man would see the word castration and say to himself, “What the fuck,” and not read any further. Not you right? You are still reading this because you know you do not deserve your balls. You need a woman like me in your life who will not hesitate to remove your junk. I have a special place in my cold dark heart for losers who can admit their short comings and ask for help. It won’t make me not remove said loser’s balls, but I will do so more compassionately. You piss me off or fight me, your testicles get fed to the animals and you don’t get the benefit of a soldering iron. You can just bleed out.

My reputation for junk removal is well known in certain parts. Often times I get men sending me letters with pictures pleading for me to whack off their nuggets. Many offer to pay me for my time and service. Just last week, I gave  Bob the chance to lose his balls for a small fee. He had been begging me for months. No money was ever offered up until he got in trouble with the law for exposing his little click stick to some young girls, who by the way laughed at him and snapped pictures they later posted on Instagram and Snapchat before calling the police.  When I arrived at his place, I found him with a castration band already around his balls. They were turning blue and he was having difficulty talking. I put a ball gag in his mouth so his neighbors would not hear the screams. I laid a towel down underneath him as not to stain his carpet. And, I handcuffed him to a chair so he could not fight me.

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I have lots of ways to take off nuts, but Bob was getting the compassionate service since he paid me $2,000. A grand a nut.  I pulled his balls down and sliced at the skin being tugged away from his body by the band with my big blade. Blood splattered;  Bob passed out and his nuts fell to the ground. I cauterized the wound, used some smelling salts to revive him, then left him his testicles as a memento . How you interact with me determines if your get the compassionate service or if you bleed out on your living room rug.

Blasphemy Phone Sex for Holy Thursday

Blasphemy phone sex venusBlasphemy phone sex is how I spend Holy Thursday. Everyone is going crazy for Easter and Ash Wednesday, but guess what? I’m atheist. Fuck God and Jesus. If they existed would there be sick bitches like me on this earth? I guess if you believe in that religious bull crap, you could make a case for me being possessed by the devil. I am most definitely a dark princess. Last Holy Thursday I wrecked havoc on a little Catholic schoolgirl. I was babysitting for this extremely religious couple. Why they hired a Goth girl is beyond me. I guess they thought they could save my soul or something. Well, their little snot nosed brat was being a royal pain in the ass. She started telling me my soul was damned and that I was going to hell for cursing and worshiping the devil, which she thought I did because of my appearance. “You have to believe in God to believe in the Devil you stupid cunt,” I told her.

Blasphemy sex venusShe started threatening  me, so I grabbed the little twat by her air and dragged her into the bathroom.  I yanked a cross off the wall and impaled her little snatch with it. “You love Jesus so much, fuck him you little whore,” I screamed as I thrust that cross deep into her bald cunt. “If that God you love so much, loved you back, would he let me do this to you,” I inquired as I continued to impale her little fuck holes. The little whore started to pray. “The only one that can help you now is me, bitch,” I said as she looked at me with tears in her eyes. Her little bloodied cunt was so swollen.  I was determined to make her hate God and curse his name. I got out her Bible and smeared her blood on the pages. Then I spit on it and set it on fire. “No scripture will give you any comfort right now you little whore “, I said. I just fucked her some more with various crosses until she caved and said, “Fuck Jesus, Fuck God.”  I love blasphemy sex. Maybe the little brats I bring to the dark side don’t so much, but we all know Hell is for little ones. I can’t wait to break more little girls this coming Holy Thursday too. Wanna join me?

Snuff Porn Fun: Who Wants to Help This Sick Bitch Make Underground Snuff Porn?

snuff porn venusSnuff porn is not just something I watch to get off. It is something I make to get off too. Plenty of sick fucks out there like you, who love a sexy butcher babe with a knife who isn’t afraid to use it. It is no secret I have a low threshold for stupidity, self entitlement and bratty behavior. Sometimes I just kill for the thrill too, but usually your behavior motivates me. Some people look at others and think, “They ought to be in pictures.” I look at people and think, “They ought to be in underground snuff porn.” Just this weekend, I thought that about a bunch of mean school girls. You know the type. Young, bitchy, cock teasing little whores who think the rules don’t apply to them. They tend to congregate at the mall, which I usually avoid like the plague, but it is great hunting ground. I approached the ring leader, asked her if she had ever seen the movie Saw. I was met with attitude immediately. I just explained, I was a movie scout for horror films and one was being cast locally that needed some teen girls, then walked away. Of course that piqued their curiosity and they were back at my dungeon of death for “test shoots.” Offered them roofied drinks, and they woke up on the floor chained, just like in Saw, wondering what the fuck happened. I happened bitches. Camera equipment was all set up, as were a few men to assist me. A have a small male posse who loves to violate young girls and help in their demise. I film the sodomy and pussy torture of the young whores; then they film me dismembering them slowly and painfully. I begin with fingers, nipples, clits, move to hands and feet, then arms and legs… Not sure what turns me on more. The screams of pain from the victim being dismembered with a butcher knife and a chainsaw, or the screams of fear from those watching, awaiting their fate. Want to make snuff movies with a sick bitch?

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Castration Phone Sex Grudge Fuck: Don’t Fuck with a Sadistic Bitch

castration phone sexYou ever grudge fuck? I did once and it was amazing. Amazing for me, not for him. Couple years ago, I was coming home from shopping. This asshat grabbed me in broad daylight. No one did a thing to help me either. He made me his captive for a weekend. I am not a victim. I got away, but I knew I would find him a again. I made it my mission in life to find him again. I am relentless, like a dog with a bone, when I want revenge. Thanks to the Internet, I finally found him again a few states away. This time the tables were turned. I hunted him like prey for days before I snatched him up in my car. Took him to a seedy motel no tell along the highway. Think Bates Motel . He was unapologetic. In fact, he was downright cocky. He thought I was back for some dick. I let him delude himself that I was back after two fucking years just for his tiny little sorry ass excuse for a dick. Really? Some dudes are so fucking stupid, it is amazing they remember how to breathe. I indulged his grandiose thoughts. Not because there was any truth in them, but because it would give me an edge. Give me the upper hand. When he told me to suck his dick like a good bitch, I showed him who the bitch was with a razor blade in my mouth. I cut his dick all the fuck up. He was crying like a bitch, when I punched him in the face. Tied him up, then informed him he didn’t have anything to offer a woman, which is why he force fucks chicks. A real man doesn’t have to force a chick because the ladies flock to him. Men with little clit sticks are not men. I cut his cock off, gave him a real clit. Just left a little nub. Well, littler than before. Left him in a pool of blood crying like a sissy bitch. I spit in his face and called 911 as I was leaving. I didn’t want to kill him. He needed to live the rest of his life as a dickless loser. Fuck with me, and I will fuck back tenfold.

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Killer Phone Sex School is in Session

Killer phone sexKiller phone sex fun is a given with me. I am a sick bitch with a creative mind. Double trouble is my nickname. My sick world began when I was a little girl. I was sort of the Wednesday Addams of the neighborhood, then grew into the female Ted Bundy. I have never been caught because I am not a crime of passion bitch. I’m OCD about planning my kills. Even as a goth teen babysitter, I was methodical. My babysitting days are behind me. Turns out there are very few brats I like. Most of them are annoying little twat waffles. Whiny, germy, self entitled brats that waste time and energy. One summer, I spent babysitting in the Hamptons. I know what you are thinking. And you are correct. I didn’t fit in and I hated them all. But, my mother was a nanny to a very wealthy family and I went along to help out one summer. The brat in our care was actually pretty cool as far as brats go. Of course she had me as an influence for years. She was friends with this blonde, blue eyed bad seed. Little twat I am sure from the day she was yanked out of her momma’s cunt. Well she made the mistake of stealing from my little brat, bullying her and spreading rumors. Her mother’s way to deal with the devil’s spawn was simply to sever ties. My way was to sever her head.

snuff pornSo, I taught my brat a few moves to render the little twat incapacitated. While playing dolls, my fed up little charge smashed the bad seed’s head against the wall. She got a little carried away, crushed her skull. Eyes popped out of her head, blood splattered everywhere. I had planned to just stuff her little unconscious body in a cooler and give her a burial at sea, which still happened, just had a lot of clean up to do first. I was impressed that my charge had so much strength and anger to bash her nemesis’s head in like she did. I was a proud babysitter that day. There was a lot of blood and sinew to clean up, but it was a teachable moment on crime scene clean up. When the little twat came up missing, no one suspected me or my angelic charge. Not with all the brat molesters in the area. Let’s just say I have kept tabs on my former charge and she has done most excellent work in ridding the Hamptons of its summer trash over the years. I take pride in my tutelage. I can help you become a seasoned killer too. From young to old, I know how to get away with murder.

Earning Her Castration Phone Sex Badge

castration phone sex venusThis is my favorite time of year. Why do you ask? Because of all those girl scouts selling their crack in a box. They have a girl scout badge for everything, but I was surprised to find out they do not have a badge for castration phone sex. Imagine that? So, I decided to create one. Amy, my favorite little girl scout, was going to earn her badge this week. And she did. She wore an extra slutty little green dress that I made for her to taunt the dirty old men, separate the weak from the strong. Looks just like the real thing. She had a little wagon filled with crack in a box I bought at the mall stand, along with a big ass knife and a soldering pen. The first pervert to invite her inside while he looked for his wallet would lose his balls and earn her a badge in castration.

taboo phone sex venusThe first house she went to in a fancy gated community she struck gold. A local preacher man too. He invited her inside to get his money, offered her a glass of milk with a roofie. She is smarter than that because I trained her. She smelled the drugs in her milk immediately. Only acted like she drank it. Cut his balls clear off when she surprised him that she was not passed out like he thought. She had the knife tucked in the back of her dress and when she heard him unzip his pants she opened her eyes on the couch and wham, the preach man was missing his testicles. “Testicles are for winners,” she said. She never even used the soldering pen on him. She let him bleed out on the floor. Put his severed balls in his mouth , wrote “pervert” on the walls in his blood and left him for the preacher’s wife to find. She came skipping out of the house an hour later and told me the entire story. I cried tears of joy. I am so proud of my little protégé. But oh how they grow up so fast.

Taboo Phone Sex: I Do What Other Chicks Can’t Even Imagine

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is my specialty. I do all the sick, depraved things those vanilla girls and GFEs couldn’t even imagine. Guys ask me all the time how I got so sick and dominant. Genetics. My mother was a bad ass dominatrix and daddy was her slave. I remember being a young girl watching my mom spit right in my daddy’s face several times a day. She would shame him for his little dick and pathetic nature. I was raised by a dominant bitch, however, she lacked the balls I do for anything more hardcore than humiliation. Daddy thought he could have his way with me when I was a teen. Mommy clearly wasn’t having anything to do with his little pecker. Well, I wasn’t either. The second time he tried to molest me was his last. I cut his balls off in my bed. I went to bed with a kitchen knife under my pillow waiting for him to slither into my bed again and molest me. As his fat sweaty body was on top of me, I reached under the pillow and sliced off his balls as he was shoving his cock into my young pussy. Mommy heard him screaming and crying in pain. I saw the look of horror on her face when she saw his testicles in my hand. I feared I was in trouble. But her look of horror soon turned to a wicked smile. As daddy was begging for her help, she shook her finger at him, spit in his face and told him that is what he gets for diddling his daughter. Later that night I got lots of presents from my mom rewarding me for doing what she couldn’t do. My mom gave me my disdain for most people and my feeling of superiority, but I think God gave me the inner strength to do what others are too scared to actually do.

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