Category: Castration phone sex

Serial killer on the loose for fresh cunt

Bloody phone sex

Serial killer on the loose for fresh blood, pure red blood, cute tight cunt, and a poppin ass. I’m his perfect match and this fucker’s been watching me all day, following me home. Sick, dark red, roped up BDSM bondage, in the park, in the back of a building, in my house, it didn’t matter where, he wanted to fuck the living shit out of my hot, teen, young fresh sizzling snatch then leave me for dead.

He found me, tied me to a pole, wrapped my legs and feet behind my back, clothes ripped off, with a cut hole in my tingly twat for his thick evil dick. With my head pulled back he took his rape fantasies out on my baby back booty, tearing and shredding my barely legal snatch lips apart, skin, dripping oozing blood covering the pole he hung me on. My head hanging low, barely hanging on, he continued to beat the shit out me and I was ready to go.

Lost, left out, naked, gashed up in public, slashed body, nipples cut open, evil fuck took his anger and shit brain fantasies out on me during the night for all to see when the sun came up.

Getting cocked by my master and his evil accomplice

Castration phone sex

Bruised and bloodied, you left me locked in a room and you weren’t alone. Naked, neck chained to a coat hanger I could hear your sick fucking voice giggling, something I’ve never heard. My master laughing made my naked, dried blood covered body shiver like never before.

Knocked out, woke up to her sitting on top of me, clamps to my tits so hard my nipples were gushing blood. She had short blonde hair and bangs, nose dripping blood from all the coke she did, laughing hysterically at my cries. Suddenly I felt a glass dildo 13 inch dildo getting launched inside my tight, pinkie, cut up twinkie. I couldn’t stop screaming, my ass skin was stretching, blood running down my legs, being held down by this accomplice dumb bitch.

Two sick evil twisted fucks, ripping my tiny, petite, slim cunt apart. I could barely see the maroon colored cum bloody seeping out slowly from my punctured cervix. Insides shredded by his knife welding dangling dick while castrated cocks getting duct taped to my mouth. I thought this torment, torture, and double abuse would never stop, praying for the end of me. Only to be left there, bloodied, left for dead.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex Leaves Your Cock Mutilated

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex, I can really sink my teeth into. Now, that is because I am a sadistic bitch who enjoys extreme CBT. Honestly, my favorite thing is mutilating worthless cocks, and loser small ones too. Not every cock I experiment on is small. Many are, but this guy last night sported a big dick. However, his predatory behavior landed him in the hot seat with me.

Just another guy who thinks he is entitled to fuck any woman he wants. These incel men are the worst. They think the world owes them pussy. So, they take what they want. No incel I have ever met did not need cock and ball torture sex. When he woke up, he found himself heavily restrained, and groggy from the roofie he tried to put in another girl’s drink. He did not see me switch their beers. Some men can outsmart a girl. But never me. I have eyes in the back of my head. Plus, I can spot the predators a mile away.

Leave it to a Sadistic Bitch to Mutilate Your Junk

This wannabe force fucker had a big cock. But he simply sported a mutilated dick about half its size by the time I finished with him. The first thing I did was use a large sounding device dipped in Icy Hot and shoved it down his pee hole. His tears looked real. I am sure the pain was real too. That had to hurt. But I wanted it to hurt. And I had just begun.

The second thing I did involved razor blades. I made tiny cuts on his cock and his balls. Then I dumped rubbing alcohol on his carved-up dick to make it really sting. More tears. This man I planned to leave alive so he would not prey on women again. But even a mutilated cock can bounce back. So, that is why castration phone sex followed. I neutered the asshole. I enjoy castration most when my victim lives. That way every time he take a piss he gets a reminder that he will never fuck or jack off again.

 

Ebony Gothic Seduction

Evil phone sex💀 Seduced by the Ebony Devil 💀

Prepare to be cursed by my dark beauty, and let me tell you an erotic tale of gothic sex and blasphemy. I was the ebony temptress, waiting to lure you into my sinful embrace. As I sat on that couch, my ebony skin glowing, I knew I was about to seduce my friend’s brother, Brandon. When I took that hit from the joint, I felt the heat between my legs, a sexual fire burning. Brandon, with his devilish grin, saw the desire in my eyes, and he wanted to fan the flames. He whispered, “Let’s pass the time,” his fingers tracing my thighs, making my ebony body shiver with anticipation.

As his hand slid inside my shorts, my pussy was already dripping, ready for his touch. His fingers explored my wetness, and I moaned, “Yes, Brandon,” my voice hoarse with lust. He found my clit, and his tongue teased it, bringing me to a shuddering orgasm. But it wasn’t over yet. I wanted more, and I took his hard dick in my mouth, tasting his sweetness. His moans filled the room as I sucked him, and he came, his cum exploding in my mouth. I savored it, a wicked smile on my face.

This was just the start of our blasphemous adventure. I wanted to explore every inch of his body, and I knew he wanted to worship at the altar of my ebony beauty. So, come closer, and let me continue this sinful tale, you filthy mortal…

Evil gyno emptying out my creamy cunt

Medical fetish phone sex

I’ve been a naughty bitch, master has found out I’ve fucked another man, defying his rules, backstabbing, lying, cucking his massive dagger dick. I couldn’t help my desire for a plain attack on my soft snatch, not the typical assault, violating, abusive force I was used to.

Into the medical room I go, evil creepy gyno on crack set up, dusty walls, feet clamps, such an evil bastard you are. Tied down preparing my cervix to be suckout out, dried and cleaned. Every drop of white chunk cream cum that was shot in my tight little pussy had to be gone. You open me wide, lube my sweet subtle pussy lips, swollen, I’m  shaking in fear. I beg you to stop but you insert a giant cervical dillater, force me open, stretching and tearing up my pussy with no numbing gel. I’m screaming with the raw pain, slowing inserting the cannula and curette. 

You tell me over and over what a whore I am, pinching my titty’s while bending down to turn on the vacuum . I’m screaming and crying while you suck my insides out, cum cleaning, blown out pussy walls, blood dripping droplets of leaky leftovers.

Knife Play Phone Sex Includes Castration with Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex keeps me busy. You might be surprised about how many men call me for castration. They want it to hurt too. Although I can and have used elastrators on them, I find it more fun and more painful for my victim if I use my knife. When I first started this gig, not nearly as many men wanted to lose their junk. But now, I get many men a day who understand they have worthless dicks. I enjoy a self-aware man.

But I do meet plenty of men who lack that self-awareness too. Lisa hired me to castrate the man who force fucked her ass, filmed it and uploaded the footage to an ass rape porn site. She wanted revenge on her ex-boyfriend. He likes to date women, force fuck them, then humiliate them all over again with an uploaded video of the assault. I would have castrated this man for free.

Lisa wanted it to hurt. She wanted permanent scarring and pain. So, no rubber band. I got to use my knife. She lured him to her place begging him to fuck her ass again. He took the bait. And he met me when he came over. I injected a syringe of Fentanyl to knock him out. Not enough to kill him. But just enough so I could subdue him and get him into my castration chair.

Not All Men Know They Do Not Deserve Their Balls

Lisa wanted to do the honors of slicing his balls off. And I did not deny her the revenge she needed to move on. It’s not that I like women. Friends, I do not need them. But I cannot let men take advantage of women, profit off it and get away unscathed and richer. She did not want to dull his pain or slow the bleeding, so she sliced his balls off with an old, rusted knife. He screamed loudly. Almost sounded like a girl when he screamed.

When his balls hit the floor, she did not miss a beat. She stomped on them while he watched in horror. I liked this girl. She had a mean streak in her that I could relate to. After she trampled his balls, she scooped them up and shoved them in his mouth. More horror on his face. He lost a couple pints of blood before the bleeding stopped. We let him live. And we knew he would not go to the police. He committed more crimes than we did.

Now, he can never fuck a woman again. No more revenge porn. No more humiliating women. And no more sex. He cannot even beat off. Lisa did not really need me. She’s a sick little bitch in her own right. Castration phone sex never gets boring.

Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better.

Bloody phone sex             Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better. I do so like getting things bloody. I mean a body can lose a few pints before death. Now we do have the goths that really insist they like a good bloody massacre. At the same time, they wear all black to hide the evidence.

            Now you tell me what fun it is. I could see if they were to help hide the stains but me personally, I am damn proud of those stains. As shown above there are many ways that I take a cock.

            Just beware. Loraina Bobbett was well known for the bloody mess she made. When she bit off the cock of her husband. Now would that be Castration phone sex or Cannibalism. After all, it could be one or the other.

            Time after time you will be shown the differences. What will be your difference. Huh. Care to share with me. I do like knives, but as I said skill saw they are better. Much better in fact.

            Like a chainsaw could be used. Then you would have the mutilation involved. Oh, the choices. Not sure which one I should pick. Should we ask the little goth girl that we are going to kill?

Castration phone sex / weak men need medical intervention

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex plays over and over in my mind when I get vindictive. You know this girl’s been through a lot with her tiny body and I’ve seen my fair share of forced fucking and brutal sex. Many of you love me for that fact right there. Some of you know that you are worthless, pathetic, and no longer need that cock and balls. A little torture to that tick would make me feel really nice right now. I’ve been replaying a special set of circumstances where I use my knife, a needle, and even a pair of garden shears. Have you read this far? That means you’ve been thinking about how useless your dick is. Even thinking about how freeing it would be to experience the pain in your most sensitive area.

Castration phone sex teen accomplice loves slicing and dicing your manhood!

Maybe you don’t want to die, but you definitely want to erase your manhood. Had a few men whose balls I would love to turn inside out and make a nice stew out of. Play a game because I hope that you can give yourself some cock and ball torture when we are playing so your screams will get my little pussy off thinking about cutting off your penis and balls! A nice CBT session mixed with my own medical fetish phone sex fetishes would hurt you so immensely! 

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Violent Phone Sex Tendencies Reside in Us All

violent phone sexViolent phone sex tendencies are in us all. It just takes the right scenario to trigger you. But I know that if you knew you would never get caught, you would unleash you inner beast. Since I am sort of a professional accomplice, I get to see the worst in people. And I get to bring out the worse too. That makes me happy. Up until last week, only men hired me. So, I am usually helping men force fuck and snuff some young girl. Not this time. I got to go Helter Skelter on a man who reminded me of my father and all the men who abused me for years.

This woman wanted to kill and torture the man who abused her as a little girl. We bonded over our violent upbringing. The best revenge will always be extreme cock and ball torture sex, followed by a painful and slow death. We used me as bait to lure her daddy somewhere we could get our revenge. And he never saw it coming. He thought I wanted to fuck him. Old with a huge beer belly. Clueless fuck.

Killing and Torturing is More Fun with a Partner

His daughter waited in the wings of my rented home with a big knife and rope to tie him up. He could not fight two strong bitches with revenge on their mind. We got him subdued easily. The asshole did not even recognize his own daughter. I let her start the fun. She immediately sliced one ball off. He let out a loud scream. Although he tried to apologize, we both knew it was hollow. But men say anything to save their hide.

She took the first ball, threw it on the floor and stomped on it while her daddy watched in horror. I took the other ball and channeled my revenge for my daddy. When I bit off his testicle, he passed out. First time for everything. I never bit off a nut before. But it felt amazing. And therapeutic. We tortured him for hours before she did the honors. She slit his femoral artery and watched him bleed out. We disposed of his body, toasted his snuff sex death and fucked. I almost did not want to charge her.