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Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls

castration phone sexAll I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf?  I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.

Torture Sex

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Daddy likes to push me to my limits and torture me physically and mentally. Sometimes that means he and all of his friends and my Step Mother gang bang my cunt and asshole until I’m bleeding and torn down there, other times it means tying me up and using me as his own personal toilet. It’s not just pain that he likes to torture me with, it’s degrading, humiliating, and disgusting acts.

Last week his latest hell he conjured up for me was making me and two other teen girls be a human toilet for him and my Step Mother. He had us undress and kneel on the dirty basement floor and take turns sucking his cock. Me and the cute blonde gave him a double blowjob while the brunette kneeled behind him and licked his asshole. He began to piss on our faces while we sucked his cock and we had to drink up every bit of it. The drops of piss that we missed, we were forced to lick off of the floor. My step mother forced fucked the brunette in her ass until she was screaming and bleeding. Each of us were then tied up and pissed and shit on by the two of them. Tied to a rack and covered in their piss and shit, they left us down in the basement for a full day. We were all bound and gagged and could not move or scream. Forcing me and other young girls like me to partake in disgusting and degrading sexual torture is their ultimate fantasy. I never know what kind of disgusting or painful thing they will make me do, but I willingly accept it and sometimes even enjoy it. I’m such a nasty girl. What horrible thing will they make me do next?

Daddy’s Little Pain Slut

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Sometimes I wonder what I would be like if my daddy hadn’t trained me to be his little pain slut. Would I be a normal girl who likes normal things and goes on dates with boys who don’t want to choke me out and fuck me until I’m bruised and bleeding? At first I resisted His training. I wanted to be a good girl, a normal girl, I didn’t like pain or being forced to do disgusting and degrading things for him and his friends. Now I can’t get wet without it. Nothing makes my pussy as damp as when my daddy is fucking me from behind with a belt wrapped around my neck, a punishment plug in my ass, and  clamps around my nipples. I am his perfect pain whore and I love it. My daddy is a sadistic and evil man and I guess I’m his twisted little girl because no one makes me cum as hard as my daddy and the bizarre and cruel things he dreams up to torture me with. He is always looking for more extreme and sadistic ways to torture me. Just when I think I have reached my limit, he pushes me past it into a whole new world of pain and punishment. 

Snuffed Out Rape Fantasies

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Such a pretty little whore, such a shame she caught your eye. But this evil murdering slut would have fun with her. All it took was rigging her little car so she would get stranded and be vulnerable to my kidnapping. I am so glad you enlisted the help of this hot sadistic whore. I enjoyed pretending to help this young big titted sexy thing and then knocking her over the head with her hood. As she laid there her skirt was hiked up and I saw she wasn’t wearing panties. A true little whore. Maybe she would like the things that you are going to do to her before we snuff her out. You arrived and scooped her up. I knew you would love seeing her like this. Back at your pain room I helped wake her up as you were fulfilling your rape fantasy by fucking her over and over. You asked for my thoughts on snuffing her out and I gave you a plastic sheath for your cock with barbed edges and razors sticking out. I said fuck her to death!! Ripp her from th inside out. oh, the screams and the blood were magnificent. Tell me please how we kill the next whore.

Snuff Porn Fantasies

snuff pornI have snuff porn fantasies; however, they are fantasies. I don’t really want to die. My step-son, who hates me, found my dirty diary. It is where I make my naughty confessions. Last night he made a naughty fantasy a reality for me.  For the record, it was against my will. I didn’t want anything to do with him, but he has never let that stop him. He pulled me out of a dead sleep from my bed. He dragged me by my red hair kicking a screaming to the basement. My body was sore from bouncing down the steps. I was bloodied, bruised and likely had some broken ribs. He tied me up, hung me from a beam and used me like a punching bag. I was crying and pleading for mercy, but with dead eyes, he ignored me. He punched my boobs back and forth like he was Mike Tyson. I was waiting for him to bite my ear off. He punched my face too, breaking my nose. I was starting to gag from the blood running down the back of my throat. That is when he skull fucked me. He joked about my blood being lube. When he pulled his cock out it was dripping with pre cum and my blood. He rammed his bloody dick up my ass. So much anger and hate in every thrust. I just counted the minutes until it was over, but minutes turned into hours and by that time, I was wishing I was dead.

Eat Me

My family celebrated thanksgiving early, and I was the feast. I was planning on going out for the night, and wore a sexy little outfit with red lingerie underneath. I love my fake ID and I try to get full use of it, but as I was walking out of the door my foster father snatched me up by my hair. He told me that I wasn’t going anywhere because we were celebrating thanksgiving a little early. He dragged me to the table, and my foster brother cut my clothes off of me, exposing my sexy red lingerie. My foster father said that I was going to be a real treat, and started eating out my pussy and ass. I thought that was all that they had wanted from me, until my foster mom entered the dining room with a large knife and an empty turkey platter. They started sawing chunks of my thighs and ass off! I screamed and begged them to stop, but I was nothing more than meat to them. I watched as they devoured the chucks of my body, and when they finished all of the meat off of the platter, they started just biting chunks off of my body. Hearing my screams just made their meal so much more enjoyable for them. 

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Nipple Torture

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Daddy loaned me to one of his friends to use as a fuck doll again. His friend is a sadistic and cruel man, just like my daddy. I was taken to his house and laid on my back on a device that uses rope to spread your legs wide so that your pussy and asshole are spread and ready to be fucked. My hands were tied behind my head but my mouth left unbound. He wanted to be able to force fuck my mouth and hear me scream. Painful hooks were pierced through my nipples that were attacked to wires so that he could stretch them as much as he wanted. Once he had me all trussed up and ready for fucking, he forced himself into my mouth and fucked my throat. His huge cock stretched my throat and gagged me as he thrusted in and out. Tears streamed down my eyes, but he warned me if I bit him, he would rip my nipples clean off. It took all my power not to vomit as he fucked my face. Then he made his way to my ass. He tore through my tight asshole and fucked me until I was bloody and raw down there. He loved hearing me scream in pain and wanted me to tell him just how much it hurt. Then I was forced to beg for him to fuck my pussy with his dirty bloody cock. He forced his way into my tight pussy and pounded me hard. He tightened the ropes attached to my nipple hooks and stretched them even further. I nearly passed out from the pain and my throat was hoarse and raw from screaming. He wasn’t quite done with me yet. He fucked my pussy while my nipples burned in white hot agony. I begged him to cum so that maybe he would let me go. I begged and pleaded for his cum and he finally gave me what I wanted. He filled my sore and bleeding pussy with his cream.

My body is bleeding and broken, but I’m still alive.

Castration Of My Tits.

Knife play phone sex A soaking wet dream I had last night! My tits where getting castrated. The knife dug into the side of my fake boob popping it letting all the silicone rush out of my body. Then he took the knife and carved around my nipple into he cut my nipple off. I was screaming the pain was making me squirt hard. He shoved my nipple in my mouth making me chew and swallow on it. He then took the knife and with one swift motion and he sliced off my left tit. My body jerked and the blood was tickling me as it dripped down my flesh. This time he took a raw bite of my tit that he cut off and ate it before shoving some in my again. He slowly cut pieces off my body and we both ate them. Before I woke up from this dream I had squirted hard at least 8 times. I really want to have this dream again.

Snuff Sex: Fuck Me Properly or Die

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. I am like a Praying Mantis when it comes to fucking. The first time my lover tries to talk in baby talk to me, call me sugary names or attempts to cuddle, I kill him. If I could bite a man’s head off, I would. Now, don’t go thinking I am some crazy psycho. I am not. I warn these guys that I just want their dick. There is to be no romance. And, I give them one warning. These dead ex-lovers have been warned. They have no one to blame but themselves when I stab them and fuck their dead bodies. Sex with dead bodies is underrated. If you kill a man right when he is hard that cock stays hard for a while. The body is still warm too. And the best part is that a corpse can’t cuddle or talk. All I am doing is making myself the perfect fuck slave. One with a warm hard cock that won’t call me baby and try to spoon me.  If a guy is super hung and handsome, but just can’t follow instructions, I see nothing wrong with stabbing him in the gut and using his blood as lube to fuck his dead dick. Don’t consider this just a blog, consider it a warning. You want to fuck a demented bitch like me? Follow the fucking rules or get killed.

The Decimation Of An American Princess

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This is a story based on a real life event.  I am sure you will be able to figure it out.  This one is for you my Dearest PinkyJ. *blows you a kiss*

For years her Mother had been making her look like a perfect piece of fuck meat.  That’s how Pageant Moms are.  They always want their Daughters to look perfect, unmarred, and like the motherfucking girls that end up dead.  Now these Mothers only see the fame, crowns, money and glory.  They don’t understand what type of danger they are putting these precious little things in.  Why? Because they are greedy cunts, that’s why.

One such girl belonged to the Mother mentioned in the first line.  Pretty little thing.  Blue eyes, blond hair, stripper name, and one of the most perfect mouths you would ever lay your eyes upon.  You and I would sit in those audiences, watching, waiting for our moment.  We spent months following them to Pageant after stupid Pageant.  One by one they were lead up on the stage in those little outfits, it was a P-Cock’s dream land!

The night before Christmas we sat outside their huge house.  You were so excited.  Your eyes were so bright, your smile was beaming and your cock was ready to have some fun.  After the Bitch Mom and stupid Father went to bed drunk we moved in.  I waited in the basement and you brought down the sleeping beauty.  What everyone didn’t know is that sometimes Mommy would give this little Princess something special to make her sleep. 

You laid her down on the basement floor and we stood there for a few moments just taking in the way this little Angel looked.  Without all that whore makeup on she looked so much younger, sweeter, almost ethereal.  You look at me and I nod my head, you get undressed, and I undress her.  Her small body was so smooth, untouched, unmarred in anyway, there was a glow about her.  I looked up at you and your cock was rock hard.

I stood up and gave you a kiss for luck.  You hovered over her as I stood by the bottom of the steps in case we needed to haul ass out of there quickly.  I saw you brush a few wisps of hair from her neck before you ran your finger tenderly down her body.  It was sweet in a twisted way.  You reached over her head and grabbed the extension cord that was laying there, wrapping each end around your hand.  You looked at me, I took one more look up the stairs then came over to you.

I got down on the floor to put her head in my lap.  We made eye contact, then, I smacked her hard.  She immediately woke up, I put my hand over her mouth to stifle her scream.  She was very disoriented, she tried to get up but you quickly pulled the cord over her head to the back of her neck as I clamped my hand down hard on that esquiste mouth of hers.  You started to pull on the cord, she couldn’t scream anymore.  I scrambled to you, taking your cock in my hand while lifting her legs.  I spit a few times on that little slit as I started to feed your cock inside of her.

She was a fighter, such a fighter but she didn’t win did she? No, she did not.  There was a lot of blood between those little legs which lubricated your cock so that you had a little bit of an easier time before you shoved it deeply into her ass.  You tightened the cord, her tongue started to protrude, her eyes bugging out a little bit, she was trying so hard to breath as you tore her open as you fucked her.  Finally it was done.

I kissed you deeply one more time, then we left, making sure we left nothing behind.  I used some bleach that was in the room on that pussy, face, and ass.  No DNA.  When we got back to the car I told you Merry Christmas and we drove off.