Category: Castration phone sex

Gothic phone sex

Gothic phone sex

Ever since I was old enough to know I’ve been Just plain disgusted by humanity and society. ASS FUCK THE WORLD. Knowing that nothing that someone else wanted was something I wanted. SUCK DICK AND DIE BITCH. Society would say I was clinically depressed These terms don’t make sense. TRICK YOU DON’T KNOW ME. When I finally got into my sexual points I prefer being cut burned or choked out. SLAP ME CHOKE ME PULL MY HAIR. Always being put in the wrong crowd. WANT TO DO SOME DRUGS? My mom’s boyfriends used to come and touch me when I was younger. I WILL KILL YOU WHEN I GET OLDER. This made it hard for me to get in they got into sex for a while, But when I did. FREAK YOU THE WEEK TIE ME UP AND GANGBANG ME.

Gothic phone sex

I’m going to do everything ACDC Was always in play. ANY AND EVERYONE CAN GET SOME. I always liked the edgy stuff. My sexuality was open and accessible. DRUG MEE, FIST ME, SPANK ME, AND SLICE ME UP. So when someone asks me about queening I was ready and willing Come on baby in this Gothic phone sex I can’t wait to see what you have in mind.

 

Snuff Movies Can be Inspired by Hollywood Horror Films

snuff moviesI am a snuff movies and chill kind of girl. I do not watch sappy ass chick flicks or romance movies. I need violence and gore. I was told this new horror film Terrifier 2 was so disturbing that people were puking and leaving the theater. I knew it was not a snuff flick. I also knew it would not be as violent as anything I have done before too. It was a Hollywood movie. Special effects might be gory, but no way this film would be too violent for me, however. I have yet to see a film too violent for me. I don’t think anything could be too violent for me. I have made some pretty gory snuff porn in my life too. I went to see this film knowing the movie would not be as good as the hype. Terrifier 2 was good, but it was not too gory for me. Art the Clown may be my spirit animal though. He just hates all people, and he is brutal as fuck. He gave me some inspiration for my next kills. I mean this killer clown castrated a dude. He poured acid on women’s faces. He dismembered folks. He even gutted his victims and pulled out their beating harts and ate them. His is a sick mother fucker. Right up my alley, but Art the Clown is fiction. Venus the Bitch, is all real folks. I decided to get some acid. I mean it would be fun to disfigure some stuck up cunt who thinks her looks alone will get her by in life. I was all set to use the acid on this dumb cunt I saw, when a fucking jack ass thwarted me. I decided I would fuck him up, but I wanted to put the acid on his cock not his face. I made him think I was going to blow him in the parking lot. As if I would ever blow some tool in a parking lot, but it got his pants down.  I tossed the acid on his worthless junk, and it was better than castration phone sex! I mean the flesh burned off his cock and balls. It was like his junk was melting. He passed out and went into shock. I poured more on him for shits and giggles and watched his body turn into a pile of mush. I have a taste for a new level of sick torture now.

Snuff sex secrets

snuff sex

Michael asked me to write about his dirty snuff sex secrets. My caller Michael loves to tell me all about his daughter and how she was unable to speak, so he was able to take advantage of her.

All he would do with her day and night was torture her little body and let her little pussy be engulfed with his cock. Every inch slid deep inside that little cunt of hers.

One day he took it board, and thru the screams, he injected her with a lethal dose of tranquilizers. Her little body grew cold, and his cock got more challenging.

There Michael was fucking her dead body enjoying necrophilia like the good pervert he is and will always be. Michael didn’t have to do much to cover up his daughter’s death, as she was pronounced dead via a seizure. The girl suffered many severe side effects and medical issues that no one would think twice.

Now Michael calls me and tells me all his dirty stories.

Bloody phone sex

You throw me on the bed and choke me til I pass out. You fuck this tight little pussy til you rip me open and I’m bleeding from within. As I wake a scream and beg you to get off of me. You laugh at me smack me and tell me to shut up. Fucking me faster and harder you take it out my pussy and shove it into my ASS only wet with the blood from my pussy. I scream it hurts I feel myself being ripped open from end to end with his big dick. He throws me to the ground and shoves his cock in my mouth. Just then I remember that I have a blade in the back of my mouth. As I suck I move the blade to the front and start to slice his dick one twirl and one suck at a time cutting left to right and up and down. I have blood running all down my mouth. that last cut must of hurt cause you balled up your fist and hit me in my mouth. as I lay on the ground out of it and dazed blood running out I don’t know whose blood it is at this time. This is what Bloody phone sex can do for you.
Bloody phone sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Where I Met My Beta Bitch Victim

Kidnapping phone sex is where i normally meet sick fuckers who want to fulfill their Rape phone sex fantasies or murder phone sex fantasies. But this time it was different. I met a beta bitch who didn’t know what sadistic thoughts I had.

Kidnapping phone sex

He made me want to teach him what happens to a dumb beta bitch who thought he was going to get to fuck me gets. He came to my place and had drinks and tried to flirt and talk about how big his cock was. I knew it was a lie and I wasn’t drinking the same thing he was. I had put something in his drink because tonight was going to be the night, he knew what it was like to have a pussy hole. Once he passed out on me, undressed him and tied him up, including his little clitty. I got my sharpest carving knife and extended his little dicky as much as I could. I cut his little dick off, he woke up screaming. I stuffed his mouth with my dildo to shut him up. I finished my carving of his new pussy hole and pulled another dildo out. I stared fucking his new pussy with his dildo and shoving the dildo deeper in his mouth. I didn’t stop until he stopped moving. I finished my night by taking pictures and cleaning up my bloody mess. 

Torture Sex and Castration Fun with a Pathetic Tinkerbell

torture sexI am known as a torture sex bitch. So, when this little caged sissy called me, I was shocked at first. I am not a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore sadistic bitch into inflicting real pain. I specialize in cock and ball torture; I even go as far as to castrate losers. It does not take much to get me to mutilate your sex organs. I thrive on it. I knew this little sissy bitch had a death wish to call me and send me these shameful pictures. I mean who in their right mind would send me these pics and think I would not use them for nefarious purposes?  I am not some GFE babe or a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore castration phone sex bitch. I take men’s’ balls for looking at me funny. Look at this pathetic loser? She did this to herself, so you can imagine what I would do to her.  I castrated this sissy bitch, but only after and hour of tortuous foreplay that was pure pleasure for me.

castration phone sexThis little Goth sissy is what I would call self-ware. She did not call me for sissy training. She is a pain slut.  Likely born in the wrong body because she had a clit not dick. I called her Tinkerbell because her little cock cage made a ringing sound, and Tinkerbell is a good sissy faggot name. At least she was smart enough to know she was not calling a traditional sissy trainer. I am a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. I tortured that little Tinkerbell. She even helped in her own torture. She has an electric wand that shocks the body. It is akin to a cattle prod. Of course, I had her kick it up many notches beyond her comfort zone because that is what I do. I push pain tolerances. I make worthless tinkerbells beg for mercy. I find the pain threshold and push right past it. I do not get many pathetic pansy sissies calling me, but when I do, I castrate the losers and torture their shrinky dinks.

Evil phone sex obsession

evil phone sex

I got into this stuff because I learned how much my boyfriend loves evil phone sex. It was a complete accident, but once I uncovered the truth, there was no going back. All he wanted was to use my cunt and make me bleed. The beatings got worse and worse. It became like a monster that couldn’t control himself. Still, I couldn’t leave, and once it fucked me up mentally, I was forever a snuff lover.

Now I can’t cum unless I am in a pool of blood. It’s sick and sinister, but the pain makes me go crazy. The only way to get my cunt wet is by you whipping me or brutally using me. I’m forever a snuff doll for men.

Sadistic Phone Sex Castrations at Home

Sadistic phone sex is how I have fun! I just always love a little blood and knife play. Always made my Barbies bleed too, and hung dolls in nooses around my room with blood all over them. Sometimes it would be from blood splatter of a loser… umm… victim of mine.

I don’t care for fake anything and that especially means no fake blood splatters with me. All real blood from victims young and old. ha ha ha ha I don’t have a dark name for nothing. I am the darkest and most Evil little satanic bitch you may ever cross.

Be aware that if you do happen into my lair I cannot promise all will be in your control. In fact you must fear for your life or embrace death. What will it be? Maybe I will just take out some surgical tools and the at home castration kit. I always wanted to play surgeon after playing that electrical game so obviously I found this castration game and I got to practicing with a young one who won’t miss a thing.

Let’s enjoy a burning circle and your cock out for inspection and castration.

Sadistic Phone Sex

Taboo Phone Sex Queen Cassandra is a Sexy Switch

taboo phone sexI am a taboo phone sex queen. I say that because I mean it. I am always looking for creative ways to kill or creative ways to die. I am a sexy switch, after all.  I was at this dive bar last night. I was minding my own business. I was just there to unwind. I had a few drinks, shot a few rounds of pool with guys in the bar too. I was smoking. Technically, we are not supposed to smoke in any bar in my state, but this bar owner is not a stickler for rules. I have fucked men on the pool table in his place and I have poured drinks in the guys’ mouths while naked on top of his bar like I was working in some XXX Coyote Ugly bar. Hell, I have filmed a gangbang rape porn on the pool table in this bar before. This one prick last night was complaining about me smoking. He was a little mommy’s boy who cries about everything. I had to stop smoking because this little prick was threatening to file a complaint. I did not want my friends’ bar to get fined or shut down, so I put out the cigarette like Sandy in Grease. I blew smoke in his face, then tossed the cigarette on the floor right in front of him and stepped on it. This was a prick who needed put in his place. I followed him home. I conned my way into his crappy little apartment. He thought I wanted to fuck him. No way he had a dick big enough to satisfy me. I had something more nefarious in mind. I convinced him to let me tie him to his bed. I castrated him. Castration phone sex is not my specialty, but this little loser needed to understand balls are for men. Not pansy ass snitches. Snitches get stitches. In this case though snitches get castrated. I left him bleeding in his bed. I did untie him and forced a ton of liquor down his throat. He will think twice now about meddling where he does not belong.

Its payback time

blasphemy sex

I have a great internship with a rule that if we ever feel threatened we can get support if we seek it. Well, the janitor at the place I was interning would give me the heebie jeebies. All he would do was wait for me to get off work and try to get alone with me. I felt so threatened that I reached out to the higher ups.  Little did I know how fast they would act, and fired the man. A part of me felt terrible, but another part felt relieved. 

Several weeks went on and everything was going dandy. It was a late night at the office finishing a project and school work I was tied up. As I made my way to the car garage I felt someone attack. I woke up in an unfamiliar place. There he was Mr. Luther ready to give some payback for making him lose his job.

There was satanic symbolism all over the place and he began to tell me how much he worshipped satan and how he’s going to make me pay for what I did to him.

fear struck my body but I was about to give into blasphemy sex or wind up dead.