Category: Castration phone sex

Ass rape porn starring Sissy Faggots who have fallen Victim!

Ass rape porn I have been watching Ass rape porn and can’t help but fantasize about all the ways I am going to dismantle your cock hungry shit hole. Come here you worthless sissy faggot a man like you deserves to be tormented and trashed. I’ve got a gang of horny black men that would love to take advantage of your bussy and show you, your true self-worth. You will be nothing more than a sissy faggot Cum dumpster when I am through with you. I will first prep those holes of yours for the big guys! Use my Jack hammer Jesus to devalue your worthless cunt before getting you strung out on loads of cum.

Bend over bitch!!!

You can call me Mistress Terry, don’t you like them big and long… Isn’t that sissy hole of yours craving to be stretched beyond means? A faggot slut like you just can’t help but indulge in Blasphemy sex… Don’t you dare try and play like a religious boy now… I bet if your father knew how much of a dirty little dumpster whore you were he would be mortified.

No worries Faggot we will keep it our naughty secret.

As long as you are an obedient faggot slut you won’t have to worry about any severe repercussions. Come and join me in hell! There is no need for you to have a cock, after all, I will get you pinned up. Invert that worthless cocklette of yours and play the role of a plastic surgeon so we can get you some Big tits on that flat chest for you to play with. The more places we can get a cock to drizzle inside of the better of a whore you will be.

As soon as I get you looking like a tranny-licious slut I will have you starring in all sorts of kinky Snuff porn as a cock socket.

Taboo Phone Sex Roleplays Arouse Me

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex role plays. Perhaps, my background makes me prone to taboo fantasies like hardcore BDSM, rape fantasies, incest and snuff. Most men on the dark net know of me. They know me either as the victim of a snuff flick they beat their meat to, or they know me as the accomplice who helps make dark things happen to other girls or women.

Most men hire me to help them get to some young piece of ass like a daughter or stepdaughter. But occasionally, a man hires me to help snuff his wife. My most recent client wanted help with his ex-wife. Personally, I thought he was just bitter that he left her for a woman. But I do not judge. I take the money and do the job a client paid me to do. A woman might be harder to lure away than a naïve schoolgirl, but if his ex likes pussy, I felt confident that I could snag her.

His wife turned me on. I almost thought about turning the tables on my client, but in the snuff porn world that could cause problems for me and kill my cash flow as an accomplice. So, I seduced her and set her up for revenge. Damn shame too because she might be the best cunt eater I ever met. We fucked for a few hours before I restrained her for her ex-husband.

You Never Turn the Tables on Your Accomplice

But when he saw her tied up like that, he changed the plan. He tried to look like her savior to win her back. I would have gone along with it, but he tried to kill me. So, I showed his hot piece of ass all our correspondence and the money he put in my account. And I told her everything he told me about her. She was not dumb. In this situation, I was justified in betraying my client.

My new client became the ex-wife with the golden tongue. She castrated him with my help. Made a bloody mess but it was worth it to me. He could not switch our agreement like that and try to make his hired accomplice his snuff sex victim.  Now, I have a new lover and a bad ass accomplice. We killed her ex-husband together. And good riddance. No wonder she left him for pussy.

Knife Play Phone Sex Intoxicates Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex, I think, is best enjoyed on snowy days. I love the look of blood on white snow. Such a stark contrast and that arouses me. Everything about blood arouses me though. The look, the taste, the feel, the smell… So, when we got our first official snow, I knew I had to hunt. I can always find some prick out at a bar despite the weather. Guys go for Goth chicks. But I am not the typical chick.

I went into my favorite Goth bar last night, and like a moth to a flame, Troy walked up to me with some cheesy pick-up line, and I knew he was my next victim. We had some drinks together. I acted interested in his boring life. Everything about Troy annoyed the fuck out of me. So, I knew he would be my next bloody phone sex victim. And I wanted to do it in the snow too. I love the look of fresh snow covered in blood.

The Look of Blood in the Snow Intoxicates Me

When I suggested we leave, he asked me to pay half the bill. What a loser. He asked me if I wanted something to drink. Even had the waiter put it on his tab. Then when he closes out his tab, he asks me to pay for my drinks. Yeah, this loser would lose his balls tonight I told myself. And he did. But he put up a fight. I thought for a moment he might get the better of me, but then I zapped his balls with a stun gun, and he fell to the floor with a thud. I had him in my kill shack off the beaten path.

Once he fell to the ground, I could take him out easier. I dragged his body into the snow, pulled his pants off and castrated him. First, I took his nuts. I mean I do love castration phone sex for a reason. But he did not bleed enough for my tastes. The cold slows blood flow. So, I decided to take his dick too.

No Loser Deserves to Keep His Balls

I knew the smell of fresh blood would draw out nature’s accomplices. Before long, I had an audience of bears, coyotes and wolves. Even a few birds came out too. In the snow, it is harder for them to find food. So, I like to help them eat. When I chopped his dick off blood splattered everywhere.

I made a small cut on his femoral artery too. I stepped away from him and the animals knew that was their cue to eat. And I watched as they ate him alive. He would not have lived long bleeding like that anyway. So, in a way my furry accomplices just helped put an end to his pain quicker. I knew I would find a loser out in this snowy mess last night. Another loser bites the dust. Who is next?

Domination Phone Sex and CBT for Pathetic Small Dick Losers

domination phone sexIn need of domination phone sex? I am a sexy switch, and the size of your cock determines if you get to be dominant or submissive with me. As a size queen, I simply cannot submit to little pathetic cocks anymore. When I was younger, I did not know any better. My father raised me to be a sex slave for him and his friends. However, I eventually ran away.

The damage was done though. I thought my father’s 4-inch dick was big because he told me it was. And I was so sheltered I had no clue. But once I ran away, I started hooking on the streets and eventually got into dark porn. You know the kind. BDSM and snuff porn. The nastier, more extreme porn pays well. And for a runaway and high school dropout, I would never make that at McDonalds.

This Sexy Switch is a Size Queen

I still dabble on the dark side, but I am older and wiser. I understand that a 4-inch cock is not big. So, when Peter thought he could dominate me with a 2-inch dick, I laughed. I laughed hysterically too. He was half the man my father was, and my father was no man. I snatched the whip from his hand, pushed him to the ground and whipped his worthless pecker raw. Not today, Satan.

The Size of Your Dick Determines Which Side of Me You Get

Peter looked stunned. He thought I was a submissive girl. Once upon a time, I was a submissive slut to all men. However, those days are in my rearview mirror. Someone with a 2-inch dick is not a man. I gave him some cock and ball torture sex. And the loser did not like it. Not only did I whip his worthless pecker raw, but I also flogged and pegged his ass too.

The little bitch squealed like a pig. Bled like a pig too. I guess I went a little hard on his ass. But he deserved all that pain and suffering. Who thinks they are an alpha male with a clit stick?

Castration Phone Sex is What I Want More of in 2024

castration phone sexI made a New Year’s resolution for more castration phone sex. Although I whacked off over 200 worthless balls last year, I want to double that number this year. Plus, I want to chop off a few dicks too. I like a mixture of willing men and less willing men. Will you volunteer for me to castrate you, or will I need to take your junk by force? Honestly, I am game either way.

I placed a few ads on the dark net looking for prey. Although this guy thought we were on a date, I was just prepping him for a good junk removal session. If I plan to take your junk, I deem you unworthy to fuck already. Not to say I have not castrated a few men who tried to cuddle me after sex. Castration has been an afterthought many times.

I Will Take Your Junk for Shits and Giggles

However, with Tony, I planned his castration. The loser posted a video of him slaughtering a cat. Pick a fair fight loser. It does not make you a man to kill and torture something that cannot fight back. Just makes you a bully with a pin dick. Although I love torture sex, I pick a fair fight always. I enjoy the challenge of fighting a man bigger than me. Although Tony appeared bigger and stronger than me, I knew I was smarter, Way smarter. That is why I always win any battle.

Tony got dunk which is what I wanted. Liquor dulls your pain and makes you easier to subdue. I tied him to his bed. Although I did not have my castration chair, I did bring everything I needed. Including a mason jar to preserve his balls. He never saw it coming until his balls were in my hand. Silly boy thought he was getting a blow job.

Instead, a sadistic phone sex bitch took his junk. He bled heavily for a while until I heated up a cast-iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I left his cock. And I made sure he knew if I ever caught wind of him hurting an animal again, I would take his cock too. He knew I meant business because as I placed his severed balls into a mason jar, I wrote his name and address on the jar.

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Need More of in 2024

snuff phone sexMy resolution this year? More snuff phone sex. What dark resolution did you make? Although I do not make going out on New Year’s Eve a habit, when I do, I always kill. I show restraint 351 days of the year. But in my defense, the idiots come out on New Year’s Eve. And they were out in droves last night.

I stepped into my favorite Goth bar. Although I knew several folks there, most of the folks in my bar appeared to be strangers. And they likely had no clue they were in a Goth bar either. One guy walked up to me with a cheesy pick-up line. I am not a pickup girl. Cheesy lines never work on me. I do not go to a bar to pick up dudes. However, I do go to bars to rid the world of players, douche bags and predators.

And all three were crammed into my local Goth bar last night. Well, I turned a few of them into snuff porn stars. The guy who hit on me died first. I gave him three warnings to back off me. But he thought it was some sort of game. Not me. I am not a game player. After the third attempt, he resorted to spiking my drink. I have eyes in the back of my head. Nothing gets past me.

More Snuff Deaths in 2024

So, I pretended to play his game. I acted like a drunk Goth girl and let him take me home. But instead of fucking me, I fucked him. I fucked him literally with a homemade strapon. I glued shards of glass to the dildo so that when I fucked him, I shredded his asshole. But I also fucked him metaphorically because I killed him. Of course, I tortured him first. He deserved it. He got lots of cock and ball torture before I severed his artery and let him bleed out.

I enjoy making men regret hitting on me. But the pain I inflict is what I enjoy most. A man’s suffering makes my pussy wet. But then anyone’s suffering turns me on. More torture sex for 2024. Death and torture are my biggest aphrodisiacs.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone. Now to begin with I have been wielding a knife since I was very young. See who could skin an apple with never lifting the knife. Butchering became a fun family time experience. First it should be mentioned that this down home country girl has a collection of knives.

 A knife hangs on the door handle. One under my pillow. Bet I can peel your cock in one long strip. Never, not once lifting the knife up. First layer will hurt but not nearly as much as when you get lower. When you peel the skin off of someone with a super sharp knife it can be done layer by layer.Knife play phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what you get.

At least when you don’t put something on that to staunch the blood flow. Trust me to keep you from getting infection. Among my very many talents I am an organizational freak. It must be remembered that when keeping weapons you keep them clean. You also need to staunch all that blood. To do this you keep disinfectant on hand. Either to the left or to the right. Depending on your dominate hand. Ever clear is a great disinfectant. The old moonshine. Not the new flavored faggot ones that barely have more alcohol content than mouthwash.

Use something at least 75% alcohol. This will keep the knife clean, you will see it slicing, washing away the blood. Have a little sip. Poor a little more on the wounds. Once it has been thoroughly doused, soaked, or even marinated in the alcohol.

We have the wrapping up part. I for one like meat. Not the skin. Making it none other than cannibalism phone sex. Eat it raw just like sushi or the good red meat. Now you need to remember to use your knife.

In summary, I will slice and dice you. Make you in minced meat just to devour you.

Knife Play Phone Sex Competition Challenges Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex holds a special place in my heart. I love my massive knife collection. Since I was a young girl, I’ve had a fascination with sharp objects. Most of my collection I inherited from my grandfather. I was his protégé. And his DNA pounds through my veins. I know he is proud of me.

 In fact, I was the sole heir when he died. He bequeathed me all his torture equipment, knifes, his kill shack and several decades of kill diaries. My grandpa might have been one of the most prolific serial killers never to be caught. He never got apprehended because no one knew who he was or what he was doing. Police never connected the dots, so they never knew a serial killer existed.

However, I am out to break his killer phone sex record. And I know I can do it because I am not even 40 yet and I am more than halfway at his final kill tally. Many more years for me to break his record. And my end of the year killing spree will tip me closer to my grandpa’s kill number. This time of year brings out my rage. But I am not an impulse killer. Not anymore. Impulsivity lands you in jail. My grandpa covered up my schoolgirl impulse kill. And he took me under his wing. He saw something in me. He saw himself in me.

I Can Teach You to Kill Like Grandpa Taught Me

I’ve been killing undetected ever since. Last night, I gutted a few more to add to my kill list. This tool of a man who cut me off on the road and almost caused an accident to flip me off when I honked my horn. And a teenage brat hitch hiking. It felt like my lucky night. Back to back murders. Bloody, gory kills too. The man lost his junk before I gutted him like a pig and fed him to the bears. The girl I picked up annoyed me so much with the way she talked, I killed her too.

The teenage whore wanted money from me to eat her pussy. I picked her up to kill her not to fuck her. Now if you had been with me, she could have been your teen rape porn star before I gutted her like a pig too. Two kills for the books. Many more to go if I am going to beat my grandpa’s kill record. I can do it.

Torture Sex is What Men Crave from a Snuff Victim

Torture sex is not always about me. Yeah, I am a bodacious delicious cum slut that needs to be fucked to my death. Strangled even while my throat gets violated. There is not much use for a big titted bimbo like me outside of fucking.

That is all true. However sometimes there are guys that wish to have me torture a poor guy. This is often the case in where my hopeless date becomes a victim. He will be forced to watch me flirt and tease other men. I will even go so far as to stroking these guys off. The whole time laughing at my date and poking needles in his balls.

Blue balls just hurt too much and I just wanted to assist in releiving the pressure. Too bad the guys that are getting the pleasure are the strangers that get off on a hot big titted blonde like me torturing her worthless date.

So Would this turn you on?

Torture sex

Killer phone sex only needs a victim and accomplice.

Killer phone sex only needs a victim and accomplice. Now you may be thinking a plan of attack is needed. As long as I’m in control there is no need for a plan. I’ve wielded the knife. Shimmied up a drain pipe. I went from walking to carving, and when it comes to taking a life. It must be remembered that if you can (like me and many others) shoot a poor helpless little woodland animal then you are more than ready to take a life.

Killer phone sexThe adrenaline will have your cock hard, hence making you want to cum almost as much as I the rush of power and endorphins running constantly through my body. Tingling sensations. Among the taking of life. There are things that must be considered. Such as what type of weapon. Me I prefer the knife play phone sex. The reason being that it’s up close and personal. Feeling the pulse pounding. Knife cutting through the flesh with ease.

Next the warmth of the blood pouring out of the body. Over my hands, down my arms, soaking my breasts and stomach. Nicking the jugular will make very sure that you’ll have a mess. As soon as that artery is touched it gushes. Death will occur quickly. Now, me I like to have a little more fun. To put it differently if you want to have bloody phone sex and immediately have them be deceased then you hit the artery. If you don’t and want pain, allow me.

In other words, let me show you how to snuff properly. We can even cum together finally.