Category: Castration phone sex

Evil phone sex with your favorite sextretary

EEvil Phone SexEvil phone sex makes my blood boil. I get hot and bothered by the dark thoughts that come to my mind. I am a very successful personal assistant, but my boss sometimes treats me as incompetent and stupid. Late Monday night, he texts me a picture of his massive hard cock and expects me to text back sexual pictures to make him cum. Of course, I do it. I want to get paid. He thinks I do not want to do it and makes me do it against my will.  The truth is, being his little slutty sex puppet turns me on.  He does not know my secret or he would stop. He believes he is torturing me. That is what keeps his cock swollen and engorged, the abusive secretary syndrome that he feels is working in his favor. But maybe you can tell by looking at my picture, that I am no dummy. I am so much smarter than him. It is ironic that the very thing that makes his cock swell is the same thing that makes me wet, only he is a clueless idiot. Only you know, my lovelies. It will be our little secret.  Shhhhhh! Don’t tell a soul.

Blasphemy sex makes my Master cum for Lucifer!

Basphemy sex

Blasphemy sex makes my Master cum for Lucifer! Oh, hello there. You want to know about me, huh? Well, let me introduce myself. I am Marley, and I am one wild, perverted, and satanic brat. I live for the pleasures of the flesh and for the worship of my Master, Lucifer. And let me tell you, I am damn good at both.

I was raised from a young age to serve and submit to the Dark Lord. I was taught that there is no greater pleasure than giving in to your deepest, darkest desires and embracing your sinful nature. And boy, have I embraced it.

I use my sexuality and my blasphemous acts to seduce and corrupt others, luring them into the dark and depraved world of Satan. And let me tell you, watching them succumb to their wicked desires is like music to my ears. It makes my Master so proud, and it makes me wet with pleasure.

But my favorite way to please my Master is through our sacred act of hardcore fucking. The mere thought of it makes me quiver with excitement. The thought of desecrating all that is holy and pure in the name of Satan is enough to make me cum on the spot. And when my Master joins in, oh my, it’s like a symphony of ecstasy with each moan and cry of pleasure.

So let me tell you, if you want to experience true nirvana, then you need to call me for some hot Evil phone sex. I will guide you through the depths of hell, indulging in every sinful act imaginable, and you will never be the same again. I will take you to places of pleasure that you never even knew existed. And when you finally give in to your darkest cravings, my Master will be pleased, and that is the ultimate goal.

Hail Satan! The mere mention of His name sends shivers down my spine and ignites an inferno of desire within me. Trust me, you will never cum as hard as you do with me. So don’t be afraid, embrace your sinful nature and join me in worshiping the one true Master, Lucifer.

 

Medical fetish phone sex

Medical fetish phone sex

Welcome to my nurse’s dungeon. Did I seduce you into medical fetish phone sex? Don’t be shy. Come in and take off your clothes and put this hospital gown on for me. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll have you sit down on this table and lay back down on it. I’m then going to put these straps around your ankles and wrists. I make sure it’s tight because I don’t want you squirming around too much.

                I start to reach for my medical tools, and you let out a whimper. I first get my ball gag and put it in your mouth, so I don’t have to hear you scream. Next, I get out my scalpel. When I get it out, you can see the light reflect off the blade. I walk over to you and make the first cut on your chest, and I see your fists clench up and your body lifts a little bit. Once you settle down, I cut your inner thighs and the closer I get to your cock, the more I see it grow.

Snuff Sex is the Only Kind of Sex for Me

snuff sexSnuff sex is the only sex for me. Sure, I enjoy fucking. But I do not enjoy cuddling or baby talk or any of that relationship bullshit. I use men as I see fit. And when they do not follow my rules, I kill them. You could make me cum like a porn star or have a huge cock, but I will kill you if you try to spoon me or talk like a man in love. The only thing in this world that I love is a good kill.

Although Troy showed a lot of promise, he quickly violated my rules. We met on the dark net. I helped him kill a bitch. A young schoolgirl he fucked. She did not look at it the same way he did, and she tried to blackmail him. So, I told him how to get rid of her. And that bonded us. He enjoyed turning her into a snuff porn doll. He showed me pictures and videos he took of her dying too.

So, when he suggested we meet, I thought he could be an excellent accomplice. But he disappointed me, and I killed him. I think he wanted a girlfriend more than an accomplice, and I am not that girl. Having a devious and soulless accomplice is all I want. However, men love an elusive Goth chick. Even when I am clear about what I want, they still ignore my boundaries. So, the way I see it, Troy had a death wish. Or why else would he disregard my rules.

I Can Just Kill a Man for Shits and Giggles

He did not put up much of a fight when I castrated him. And I enjoyed severing the balls of a man I just fucked. His testicles glistened with my cunt juice. I tossed them into the woods as a treat for the animals. Then I dissected his body like he was a lab frog in a high school biology class. He bled everywhere and screamed in pain as I removed his organs one by one. Organ meat contains iron and protein. I saved his heart for last. And I ate it while it still beat.

Troy’s last image was of me eating his heart and laughing at his painful, torture sex death. Some men will just never understand me. So, I take that as disrespect to women, and I will not stand for it. Listen to me. Respect my boundaries. Hunt and kill with me. Or lose your life.

Knife play phone sex with a big hanging foreskin and Pearly Penile Papule

Knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex with a big hanging foreskin and Pearly Penile Papules! You know those beautiful cock pebbles that roll around in your mouth?  Sometimes evolution forgets a part of a man’s cock meat to ensnare his bitch and lubricate his cock. Because it never ever matters if a bitch is wet for you when you fuck her! But Bobby has this huge drape of skin that I love playing with. And When things go a little south, The knife cums out! My teeth gnashing at his cock while some of my little friends are trying their best to pull and play with a hole cut from long ago. 

Knife play phone sex with an unusual cock and youngins

Partial Castration phone sex of a huge mound of hanging skin is a perfect training tool for my knee high minions. See, Torturing a penis with something extra has always been high on my needs list. When I have the opportunity to flesh out some cock flesh I always jump at it. Bobby’s screams of joy as my other little friends tug and stretch his dangling skin  make me wet with anticipation. I’m in control and I love every moment of it. 

Plus hearing my girls screech as his big pappus stretches them out while he is bleeding has me thinking he is ripping little cunts open.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Because I Don’t Leave a Trace

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex might not be your cup of tea. So, if it is not, move along. But I am a sick bitch with lots of taboo predilections. The way I view cannibalism is that it is better to eat the body you just killed than to get caught. I am simply a conservationist who believes in disposing of any harmful or toxic waste in a manner that does not disrupt nature’s ecological process.

Plus, have you seen the cost of groceries lately? However, poor losers can provide me with several months’ worth of meat. What you cannot do for me while you are alive, you can do for me in death. Make yourself useful to a snuff porn Goth goddess. Let me kill you and eat you.

In a way I am like a Praying Mantis. I bite the head off my playmates. Although I do not need sex in the conventional way most folks do. I do use my Goth appeal to lure guys when I am starting to run low on man meat. I let Xander worship my body first. He ate my pussy. And he licked my ass, but instead of fucking him or even sucking his cock, I bit it off and drank his blood like a vampire.

I am a Praying Mantis of Sorts. After Mating I Bite Your Head Off or Maybe Your Dick

His testicles I bit off next. I know he thought we would fuck, but I was hungry. So, I left bites and cuts all over his skin to exsanguinate him. A body drained of blood just cooks better. I shoved a stick so far up his ass that it came out the other end. Plopped him over an open flame and slow cooked him for hours to get that tender meat.

He can take solace in the fact that he will feed me for months. Most men can serve me better in their death than they can alive. I am not the GFE kind of woman. More like sadistic phone sex kind of woman. I ate some of Xander last night after he cooked for hours. And I must say that I will enjoy feasting on his flesh. And no doubt, the wild animals that live in the woods behind my kill shack will enjoy his bones.

Bloody phone sex is so yummy, make me squirt with blood!

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex is so yummy, make me squirt with blood! I love nothing more than to hear your heavy breathing on the other end of the line. The anticipation of what’s to come makes my body quiver with excitement. I want to hear you tell me how you’re going to cut me open and make me bleed. How you’re going to rip me apart and pleasure me in ways I never thought possible.

I want to be cut, bruised, and battered until I am bleeding profusely. And she’ll beg for more, because nothing gets her off like the feeling of being torn apart and devoured by a man.

I crave the taste of human flesh on my lips and the feeling of warm blood trickling down my chin. And when I am in the throes of passion, I  even invite you to indulge in the feast with me.

So if you’ve ever dreamed of having hot cannibalism phone sex, I am the girl for you. Just imagine my moans of pleasure as you penetrate my tight, bloody asshole, the scent of death and desire filling the air. And when you’re on the brink of climax, I’ll beg you to cut me open, to rip out my  innards and feast on them while you explode inside me.

So come on, Daddy, give me a call and let’s make all of our evil, twisted fantasies come to life. Don’t be shy, I am open to anything and everything. Because when it comes to phone sex, anything goes. 

 

Bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex Bondage phone sex makes my pussy tingle and will make your Cock Rock Hard! I Know you love it when i talk dirty to you while you wrap that rope around my lush titties!  You know how much I love when you take that thick hot cock and shove it in and out of all of my holes. I cant describe what it is that is so thrilling about a strong man taking advantage of me in any and everyway he can think of that sends chills up my spine.

I know it sounds twisted that I want to be your bondage slave but I simply cannot resist. I want you to string me up like a puppet and spank me untill i cream and squirt all over my legs and the floor. The thought of you leaving welts on my body and leaving my flesh black and blue makes my pussy water. I want you to leave me a swollen sore mess of cum and tears. After your done taring me up I want you to slide that beefy cock in my ass and pump me full of cum.

Master im here to serve you whenever that fat cock is long and hard  and your in need to drain those balls just remember your favorite twisted pet Cora  is here to fulfill your Bondage phone sex needs!
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Snuff Phone Sex Means I am Not Your GFE or Your Blowjob Queen

snuff phone sexI work a snuff phone sex line. And I am clear that I am not your girlfriend. Yet, every damn day I get several messages like “Hey, Boo,” or “What color are your panties?” Seriously, you are going to ask a killer Goth chick about the color of her panties. Black, like my heart will be my response going forward.  I am not who you contact when you feel horny. Not unless you want your junk removed. Read my fucking blogs losers. I do not give a virtual blowjob unless you want me to be Lorena Bobbit.  

Since I am clear about who I am and what type of calls I do, I never feel bad for virtually castrating or snuffing a guy out. You do not call a sadistic phone sex bitch for a blowjob. And you don’t call her to be your girlfriend. I am not your GFE. More like your CPE. Castration phone experience. I possess a large collection of testicles and dicks in mason jars in my basement. What is another pair to me?

Call at Your Own Risk. I am Not Your Girlfriend

Now, I do not just do virtual castrations either. Although I grew up on a farm, I prefer to castrate with knives not castration bands like they use on sheep.  I herded a few men Friday night. A bunch of punk college boys came into my Goth bar and began making fun of Goth girls less secure than me. So, I got in their faces, and told them they cannot come into our bar and start hurling insults. They did not take well to a Goth girl telling them what to do.

So, I drugged their beer with the help of the bartender. Since there were 5 of them, I needed help. And I got it. Every Goth chick in the bar helped me in my first ever group castration phone sex experience. One girl restrained the guys for me. Another one took off their pants. The bartender heated up a pan for me to cauterize the wounds. And I went from one loser to the next loser cutting off their balls. It got messy but these losers slept through it all, sadly.

I Prefer My Castration Victims Awake for the Torture

Although I prefer my victims to feel the pain and hear my reasoning for why they deserve to be without balls, we needed to get these guys out of the bar so they would not know where or how they lost their testes. My knockout drug fogs the memory too. The bartender drives a truck, so we piled them up in the truck bed, and dropped them in the park. The bartender erased the camera footage of them entering the bar and rigged the system to look like an older date. You know protection if anyone comes asking if the guys came into this bar. That night was a girl’s night.

I might have some future accomplices with my ladies from my Goth bar. At least for castration. They might not go along with all my other killer activities, LOL. I am not for the faint at heart.

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks your life force

Domination phone sexDomination phone sex succubus sucks your life force away. Imagine my big brown eyes glaring up at you as I deep-throat your cock and suck your soul, Literally! 

Well, you never know what lurks in the night. Succubi takes the form of whatever will get you the hottest. It’s a mind meld that starts long before you see her.  Perhaps you feel a little fatigued right after your cock gets hard. You were looking at that lady and her daughter across the restaurant. But your eyes were on her teen. You brush it off and watch as the two finish their meal and leave. Then your cock gets hard again and you struggle as you want to leave the restaurant and follow some young ass. 

Domination phone sex teen succubus sucks and fucks  your life force away with a cum load!

Then, this teen succubi of Fantasy phone sex sits down right in front of you. I lick the cream off your leftover dessert and put it in my mouth. I suck long and hard on my finger. As I look into your eyes I whisper “That hard-on will go away if you just let me fix it! Go ahead, get up and walk out, I am sure the patrons won’t mind you having a huge erection with a sweet teen sitting at your table. “

“Let me help you. Aww”, I grinned, looking at you nodding and permitting me to take your cum and life. 

My hands play with your cock under the table and you almost man out loud at the blast off in your pants. How cute! 

“Follow me. “

In the alley, I drop to my knees and tell you it’s time to repay me bitch! My mouth sucking your cock so hard as You feel your life force vanish with each suckle and gulp. “Oh baby, no,” I push you to the nasty concrete and pull my panties down and straddle your fuck stick.  I grind against you, my hips moving in a circular motion. “This cum is to make a new little succubus, and your life will go into her!” I moan in pleasure as you thrust inside of me and my body trembles in delight. I reach my climax and collapse on top of your cold dead body.

How is that for an Evil phone sex cum grab? I’ll suck and fuck the life right out of you!