Category: Castration phone sex

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.

Rape phone sex fantasies made me do it to him

I met a nasty perv who told me all about his Rape phone sex fantasies. As he told me all about the sadistic shit he does to little dumb sluts, it made me think of my uncle. “Come over, I have something you need” I said with sadistic thoughts in my head. Putting something in his drink was the perfect plan since that is what he does to little sluts.

“I have your surprise in my room, but first finish your drink” I tell him as I think about my plan. Before we go to my room, I blindfold him and tie his hands up while flirting with him. Then I pushed him down on the bed and tied his feet. After I took the blind off, I said, “I’m tired of you being a sadistic pig”. Therefore, I pulled my knife set out as I pulled his pants off too.

Rape phone sex fantasies

If you survive tonight, you will never be able to use your pathetic cock to use on any little sluts you come across. The fear in your eyes excites me. That is while I get on top of you and smother you with my cunt. I hear you trying to breathe but I don’t care that you can’t. As I ride your face, I jerk your cock off forcing it to extend and get hard. Then I tie some rubber bands around the base of your dick.

Without a thought I start cutting away to your cock. Your screams are muffled by my cunt and the vibrations to my pussy feel so good. “Keep screaming into my pussy you, sadistic pig” I moan out as I keep castrating you. Finally, when I cut all your cock off, I shove your bloody cock in your own ass. You scream even louder into my pussy and that sends my cunt into orgasm.

I start squirting all over and I can hear you suffocating and drowning of my cunt juices. Therefore, I just fuck you even harder. Even after your body convulses and stops moving, I smother you with my cunt. When I got up, he wasn’t moving, now he won’t be able to use his cock or any part of his body. 

Torture sex makes Marley squirt so super hard!

 

Torture sex

Torture sex makes Marley squirt so hard!

See, I have a bit of a dark side when it comes to sex. While most people shy away from violence and torture, I find it to be the ultimate turn-on. There’s just something about feeling the pain and pleasure mix together that makes me absolutely giddy with excitement. And when I say giddy, I mean squirting so hard that the sheets are drenched and my partners are begging for mercy.

It’s an addiction, really. And I’m always on the hunt for new experiences and new partners who can keep up with my insatiable appetite for extreme pleasure. Some may call me sick, twisted, or even insane, but I know that there are others out there who share my desires. And I won’t apologize for it.

One of my favorite activities is snuff sex. I know, I know, it’s not everyone’s cup of tea. But there’s just something about the thrill of life and death hanging in the balance that makes it so exhilarating. And when it comes to snuff, I’m not just talking about some gentle choking or light bruising. I’m talking about the real deal – knives, fire, you name it. The more dangerous and deadly, the more I crave it.

But let me tell you, darlings, there’s nothing quite like being covered in blood. When my Master and I play with the meat, I make sure to take my time with the little slut. We love starring into the eyes of a helpless little whore, and they know exactly what the are getting. The best is when we can neuter our meat. The whore will give the Master a real yummy offering. The feeling of being restrained, the anticipation of what’s to come, and the ecstasy of feeling pain and pleasure all at once – it’s like nothing else in the world. And when it’s all over, I’m left with a sense of satisfaction and pure bliss that can’t be matched by anything else.

So if you’re like me and crave wild and extreme sexual experiences, then I’m your girl. I’m always looking for new playmates who are willing to push past the limits and explore the darkest corners of our desires together. And you know you are a little whore who will call for castration phone sex – that’s just the icing on top of the cake, if you ask me.

Torture Sex Sessions Include CBT, Water Torture and Electrocution with Me

torture sexI enjoy torture sex  sessions. But I know I am not alone. Even my favorite cunt slave, James, enjoys it too. Although I hated to part with such a loyal and talented cunt worshiper, it came down to money. I lack emotional connections with humans. But I never lack an emotional connection to money, and Ms. Stevens wanted a live torture session. And I had no slaves in my deep dungeon. So, I had to part ways with James. Of course, he appeared more saddened by this than me.

I led my naked slave down to my darkest dungeon. It’s akin to one of Dante’s circles of purgatory. Dark, damp and smells of death. James pleaded with me to spare him. But the holidays require more money and Ms. Stevens pays extraordinarily well for male snuff porn. I do not judge. I just find the talent. And James is talented. Well, was talented I guess I should say now.

I shaved all his body hair from him and hosed him off. Then I strung him upside down, naked and exposed. His fear I found intoxicating. After I placed electrode patches on his chest, cock and balls, Ms. Stevens made her appearance. I explained to my loyal slave that he graduated to another dungeon of mine out of necessity. Nothing is ever personal to me. It is just business.

When It Comes to Torture, it is Never Personal

Bound with his wrists behind his back, James hung upside down like a side of beef at a butcher shop. Ms. Stevens inspected the meat on our video chat. She liked my selection. She’s a sadistic one. But like I said, I do not judge. She has her kinks, and I have mine. Light torture to start. Ms. Stevens controlled the electric shocks remotely. However, I controlled the rest. Shocks to his abdomen and cock and balls made my victim piss himself but we were just getting started…

snuff pornNext came very large pins through his ball sack and into his urethra. I giggled at his screams of pain.  But I was impervious to his pleas to spare his life. James, it was just business. While the pins caused pain for my slave, I took a blow torch to the soles of his feet. I watched as the skin bubbled. Ms. Stevens began masturbating. Snuff sex is her thing. That is why she paid me a million dollars to live stream the death of a man.

That blow torch gun worked on my slave’s left nut like a charm too. Within a few seconds, his left testicle shriveled up and died. Since I take pride in my work, I needed the other nut gone too for aesthetic purposes. Simple fix. I used a castration band. While the circulation stopped in his remaining nut, I tortured his cock with a whip. Cracked open his flesh on his back, chest and cock. His blood pooled under his head as it dripped from his body. The entire time I tortured his body, Ms. Stevens used her remote to shock our victim too.

Torture Sessions Need to Be Bloody, Painful and Gruesome for Me

Hours passed, and James suffered more than most. Electric shock, whippings, cock and ball torture and water torture. I dunked him in a water tank more than once. Seconds turned into minutes, and before long he begged for mercy. We were well past the mercy stage. My snuff victim could not grasp that I do not do emotion, so pleas of mercy do not work for me.

When our live stream torture session came to an end, I pushed the wood chipper under James’ head. Now I think he realized there was no coming back from this. I slowly lowered him into the wood chipper feet first. The sound of his bones crushing and his blood splattering on my body made both my client and I masturbate. James lived up until the moment his skull crushed in the wood chipper. It was a gruesome death yes. But a profitable one.

RIP James. It was simply business. Nothing is ever personal with me. Now, I need to look for another cunt licking slave.