Castration phone sex is not what I am known for but I am a sexy switch, so when I had the opportunity to dominate a guy, I jumped on it. Trey is a co-worker of my current master. Master asked me a favor and I couldn’t refuse him. Trey needs a dominatrix for small dick humiliation and cock and ball torture. With Craig’s List and the Back Pages no longer advertising dominatrix’s, he was struggling with finding a mistress who would not take advantage of him. He has been blackmailed, jack rolled and scammed. Master knew I would be an honest bitch because if I was not, he would punish me. I was happy to meet Trey. I could see why he needed SDH and CBT when I saw him naked. Such a waste of a man! He was was handsome with a great job. Filthy rich but he had a 2-inch dick. I met him at his place where he had all the instruments for extreme cock and ball torture. I weighted this balls and pulled them down almost to the ground. His balls were bigger than his dick! I used a switch to punish his nut sack. I whipped his worthless testicles until they were bright red and swollen. He was crying from the pain, yet his nub was as hard as a clit on a pussy being finger banged by George Clooney. I told him he didn’t deserve balls because a dick that small didn’t deserve to cum ever. I could see his arousal over my suggestion that he be castrated. I was in bad ass bitch mode. I let the power get to my head and I clipped his balls off with fence cutters. I had an “uh oh” moment because there was no going back. I took his nuts and he was bleeding profusely. Trey loved it. He was begging me to take the whole enchilada. I couldn’t do that because it might kill him. I cauterized his wound, and called 911. Surely they have seen things worse than a home castration gone wrong, right? Trey lost his balls and if Master ever finds out, I may lose my life.
Category: Bloody phone sex
Snuff Porn Haunted House
Snuff porn is perfect for this time of year. I have a special friend, Jimmy. He understands that this is my favorite time of year. I invited him to my cabin for the weekend. Not for a romantic getaway, however. I turned my kill shack into a house of horrors. When he arrived, I had a surprise for him. I had four little angels I brought along for the ride. They thought they were going to a haunted house, not a house of horrors. Just stupid little cunts who left the mall with a strange woman to go to a haunted house out in the middle of nowhere. Jimmy was pleased when he arrived to see his favorite aged girls, naked and tied up on the floor in front of the fireplace. Trick or treat, I said to the little scared cunts. They were too scared to pick, so I chose for them. I stood them up and took them to the basement. My haunted basement was an old-fashioned torture chamber. I had an array of instruments at my disposal to sexually mutilate these little twats. Trick for them, treat for me.
I grabbed a cattle prod to get the scares started. I was giddy like a schoolgirl when I zapped the tiniest girl’s ass with it. She fell forward, pissed her panties and began crying. “This is soooooo much fun,” I said to Jimmy as I shoved it up the other girl’s her cunt. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let him play too. He grabbed another brat and thrust the cattle prod in her ass in the dark and damp basement of my house of horrors. All four brats were scared shitless. My cabin was their hell house. Torturing worthless young whores is addicting. We shocked all four brats so much; we could smell their burning flesh. Nothing hotter than the smell of burnt tender age pussy lips. Happy Halloween, I screamed at them as I continued to prod their tiny pink holes with electrical pulses so strong it burned their young flesh.
Our little victims laid in a pool of their own vomit and piss, scared for their lives. Jimmy and I were the real ghouls. The sight of little scared girls curled up in fetal position, soaking in their own excrement, crying and pleading for mercy made me horny. I inherited some medieval torture devices from my demented grandfather, an infamous serial killer. Jimmy and I were only getting started. I tied the youngest little slut to the rack and started cranking it slowly. Her screams made me wetter. Hearing and seeing her flesh pull, her bones snap, and her blood spray our faces and my walls was intoxicating. My basement looked like a scene from The Amityville Horror. Each girl got to die on the rack, with their limbs snapping like twigs. Legs and arms severed; we chopped heads right off their little bodies. We were getting doused in their blood and sinew and it was like an aphrodisiac. I turned my cabin in the woods into a real haunted and deadly house for four little girls. Jimmy and I made it out alive, but four little girls lost their lives and hopefully will go on to haunt my basement and help terrorize our next victims.
Snuff Porn Nigger Slave
My master is a white man. I am his snuff porn slave. He is a mean son of a bitch. Last night, I came home from hustling on the streets to bring him money. I can’t come back home unless I have $1000 in my pocket every night. Most nights, that is no problem, but I was $25 short last night. It was cold and raining and my black ass wanted inside where it is warm. He was not happy that I was short. I begged him to let me fuck him. My head is the best and worth more than $25. He didn’t agree. He smacked my face, then flicked his cigarette on me, burning my flesh. That was just the beginning. He grabbed my hair and slammed my face in the toilet. My lip was bleeding when he submerged me in piss water. I was struggling to breathe when he let me up just to push me right back down again. This time, he fucked my ass like an ass rape porn whore. He choked me and fucked me. He told me he was disappointed in his Nigger slave. He fisted my cunt and ass. Smacked me around and left me smelling like a toilet in the bathroom all night. Now, tonight I need to come home with $2,000 or he will kill me.
Snuff sex was not what I expected
Snuff sex what not where I expected my night to take me, all I wanted was a night out with my friends. I was out on the dance floor and left my drink on the table, I guess that’s when someone slipped something into my drink because I don’t remember leaving the club or anything. I woke up in a dark room and I was naked and hogtied with a ball gag in my mouth. I was freezing cold and I couldn’t see anything at all, I was completely helpless. I could hear footsteps coming closer so my heart was pounding I was terrified! A scary voice told me that I was going to be in a movie and that I should just relax because if I tried to fight it the punishment would be much worse. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me into another room where a bright light blinded me, I was on some kind of stage surrounded by men and they all had something in their hands to hurt me with and I had never been so scared before. They took turns torturing me one by one I have never felt pain like that before but some small part of me knew that I deserved it. They left me tied up there when they were done with me, I didn’t know if I was going to live or die but either way I know it was all my fault for getting myself into that kind of situation.
Stupid little bitch boy you will never be my pet
So there is this stupid little bitch boy I know that is obsessed with me. He says that no one else can humiliate him like I do, he wants to be owned by me, used by me, he wants to be my pet. Here’s the thing tho, I absolutely fucking hate this wimpy bitchy little man! Just hearing the sound of his voice annoys me the very fact that he is still breathing annoys me there is nothing salvageable about this pathetic little cretin at all! So I devised a wicked little plan, I made little loser boy think that his luck had finally changed I told him that I would allow him to be my pet. I gave him an address to meet me at and when he got there he was immediately stripped and restrained. He thought that this was his big day that I would actually let him come in to contact with the pure perfection that is me but he was wrong. I let my boys savage him, they literally tore him to pieces and ate his flesh fresh off the bone raw like good boys. The last thing he heard was my voice telling him the he would never be my pet…
Rape Phone sex Fantasies
I was walking home from school the other day when a bunch of guys jumped me. I had on my little Catholic school uniform, but they didn’t care about my age. I think they were looking for something young to fuck. I was so scared that I peed a little bit in my cotton panties. They dragged me into the woods. I didn’t know them, but they knew me. Called me by my name and said if I fought them, they would kill me. They told me I meant nothing to them. I was just a cum receptacle. They pulled my clothes off and began fucking me. I cried. It hurt my little bald cunnie so much. When they started fucking my ass, I couldn’t help but scream. It hurt more than anything I had experienced before. They were pulling my hair, grabbing my little titties and pissing on me as they force fucked me. I knew it would be over soon if I just let them do their thing. It seemed like forever though. By the time they said I could go home, my knees were skinned, my ass and pussy were bleeding and I had cum all over my young little body. I had no idea what I was going to tell my parents when I got home. I was scared and sore, but my puffy nips were hard and my cunnie was wet. I must have liked it, right?
Bloody Pussy
I want you to fuck my bloody pussy. I just started my period. And I’m bleeding like a wounded sailor. I’m always super fucking horny when I’m on my period. My rag is the best time to fuck me because there is so much blood and gore. I love to see a blood-covered cock ramming in and out of my hot fucking pussy. I’m a cum dumpster cunt whore, and I love it. Let me make your fucking bloody dreams come true I know that I can because I’m amazing at sadistic fucked up Behavior. Why don’t you just wipe my blood all over your fucking face? If you want to, I will let you suck my bloody pussy like a lollipop. I can make your bloody rape fantasies come, true motherfucker, you’ll love what I do to you I’m fascinating. Let me drip my blood all over your body. I love being a salacious nasty twat. My pussy is Raging to be fucked right now.
Cannibalism phone sex
“I’ve been watching you for a while, watching you go from class to class. Seeing those perfect booty shorts showing off that juicy ass. Those thighs of yours looking simply delicious.” What had once started off as Cannibalism phone sex quickly turned into a fantasy that had become reality. I was bound tightly, and he had me in the tub, where he was cleaning my body. I knew from past phone calls that soon he would shave all the hair off my head, and my entire body. I was scared, he was looking at me like I was dinner and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to talk myself out of this one. He continued his ritual as I cried silently, knowing the end was near. Once he was done cleaning me and getting my body all cleaned up he took me into the kitchen, there were ingredients everywhere and a custom human-sized oven as well. He started by putting an apple in my mouth, just like a porky piggy. I tried my best to resist but I was bound up to be cooked. He slathered my body in oil, seasonings, and garnishings of potatoes and carrots. He looked at me with such hunger as he pushed me into the oven to cook me to death, and I knew he’d start with eating my ass or thighs first, that’s his favorite. He mouthed to me as I burned quickly alive that I was going to taste so good.
Fantasy Phone Sex Call
I love a hot fantasy phone sex call. I arrived at the castle by mistake. As a cop, I was out looking for missing girls. My community has had a rash of young girls disappearing into the night lately. I was following a hunch and I drove out to the outskirts of town. There was this majestic castle. It has long been shrouded in mystery. Many people have tried to scale the walls and take pictures. No one ever seems to return. I started thinking maybe that is where all the girls are. It makes sense. No one knows who lives there. Young girls just don’t vanish. I scaled the wall to check it out. It was weird though. It felt like I was being called to the castle. I managed to get in, but a shadowy figure caught me as I was taking pictures. The moment he touched me, I felt paralyzed. I felt captured. He mesmerized me with his eyes. I asked who he was, and he pointed to an ancient picture hanging on the wall. I told myself it wasn’t possible because he had not aged a bit. That was when I saw no reflection in the mirror. He was a vampire. I knew I had to escape, but he froze me with his eyes. I was powerless. Suddenly, it all became clear to me. This was were all the missing girls were and I was to be the next missing girl. As he crawled between my legs, I saw his fangs before he bit down on my inner thigh and started to drink my blood. I came. I was being exsanguinated. I was dying, yet I was aroused. If this was snuff sex, sign me up. He was powerful and sexy and deadly, very deadly. My orgasm was the last one I had as a mortal woman.
Castration at My Hands
You are brought to my motel room thinking I am nothing but a gothic whore who needs to fuck. I begin jacking you off as your wife and three men walk in. your shocked but we have a surprise for you! You wife undresses and pulls out their nice thick cocks. She is going to show you how much they are going to cum for her. You pathetic bitch your days of cumming are over. You feel faint as the drink and the paralysis agent kicks in. I have you bound and use my shears to ask if you have any last words for your cock and balls. Oh, that’s right you cant talk bitch! My shears are cold against your scrotum. Your wife has all three men cumming on her face. I cut off your balls in one fell swoop, but my knife will take time to cut through your dick! These will make a tasty addition to my menu of corpses later.