Category: Castration phone sex

Gothic Phone Sex Torture

gothic phone sexDo you have Gothic phone sex fantasies? I am a Goth girl. I love old Gothic buildings, books and movies. And I am a huge fan of Gothic torture. I am known for my knife collection and my electric chair castration contraption. I also have a collection of Medieval torture devices. Some very old and worth millions. My grandfather was a collector of the macabre. I inherited all his old torture devices. I have a few favorites include the Pear of Anguish, The Judas Cradle, a Breast Ripper and an Iron Chair. All of them destroyed the flesh and mutilate sex organs. That’s what gets me the wettest. I love the torture sex of male and female sexual organs. I had an annoying pervert in my dungeon last night. I caught him peeping into my window the other night. He is the town peeper everyone has been trying to nab for weeks.

Instead of calling the police, I took matters in my own hands. I used the Judas Cradle on this loser. It is a very barbaric and cruel torture device that ruins orifices. It was fitting for a peeping Tom. I used ropes to lower him down on the pyramid-shaped seat.  It looks like a small metal pyramid on a stick. It’s on a sturdy piece of metal with a three-pronged base to keep it stable. He screamed in pain as I lowered him on it. My dungeon is soundproof. The point is inserted into his asshole, destroying it. I added ankle weights to impale his ass as deep as I could. No doubt he felt intense pressure and his asshole gaping and shredding. It is a slow and torturous death. If I had not added the weights, he would have just suffered permanent damage to his asshole. But he succumbed to rips in the muscle tissue that bled out slowly over hours. I fed his remains to the wild animals. My neighborhood is safe again. My community will just think our town peeper moved on to a different community.

Fantasy phone sex will train you

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So you call up fantasy phone sex thinking it is going to stay a fantasy, huh? Well, I got news for you. I’m willing to make you feel beyond ready to commit those dirty thoughts in your head. When you tell me you want to fuck your neighbor and want to give it to her raw and hide her dead body, I love it so much. I’m not about to tell you that’s too much actually I will encourage you. How will this vixen encourage you to go about that task, you ask? Well, I will slowly guide you and make you listen to me, do all kinds of tasks, and build you up to be my puppet. I’m your owner. I own your brain, and soon enough, you will be my slut on command.

Castration Phone Sex: I May Take More Than Your Balls

castration phone sexCastration phone sex excites me. You would be surprised how many men seek ball removal.  I am a castration queen. I have no qualms about taking your balls on or off the phone. There are many reasons to take a man’s balls. The best reason is to save women from pathetic predators with tiny dicks. I guess you could say I am saving the world one set of balls at a time. Balls are a privilege, and some men just need their privileges revoked. That is where I come in. Sometimes, some pathetic loser will hire me to castrate him because he is too wimpy to do it himself.  Guys that come to me are self-aware enough to know they are either a degenerate pervert or a small dick loser. Elmore is my latest castration client.  I was prepared to surgically remove his balls. He paid me $10,000 for the job. I got some inspiration from torture sex porn, and castration videos. I do not remove balls in a nice clean fashion. If you want your testicles removed with a surgeon’s precision, you do not call me. You call a doctor.  I do research on my clients too. It helps me decide if I want to be humane or inflict as much pain as possible. Elmore is a degenerate who deserved to have his dick gone too.  He is a dead-beat daddy. He collects social security disability for drug addiction and he is a stupid anti-vaxxer spreading stupidity on social media. I would have taken his balls for free.

When he arrived, I got the payment upfront and strapped him to my castration chair.  He asked about all the plastic under the chair. I told him I did not want his blood to splatter on my carpet. I used a castration band to restrict the blood flow, then strapped his cock to the plank I added to my castration chair. I took his balls first, but I did not cauterize the wound. I let him bleed everywhere, hence the plastic tarp. He whined for a bit before I told him I was snuffing him out too. I went all Jack Torrence on him and chopped him up with an axe. It was hot to watch his body twitch, and blood spurt from his wounds. I felt Satan smiling. God too if you believe in him. No one but Elmore believed he deserved to live. Be careful when you ask an evil phone sex bitch to remove your balls. She just may take your life too.

Faggot With A Death Wish

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He was a faggot with a death wish! Sometimes I get lucky and the perfect victim for medical phone sex! A man who loves nails driven into his ball sack for A red Room Mistress! I get so fucking horny seeing balls tortured in some hot CBT therapy! I told him I would take those balls while nailed to the board and begin with my filet knife and slowly peel the skin from his balls making them ache and bleed like a peeled grapefruit that’s been cut too close to the pulp! He wants to be gangbanged and suck cock all night as I slowly cut all of his body parts off and before I set him a blaze for some roasted long pig he will cum from all the pain and his imminent death! To take up the scalpel again and dissect this worthless fagot filled with cum in his ass pussy and belly would be my biggest pleasure! I am all about torture and death and knife play phone sex of pathetic faggot losers like him, and you! knife play phone sex

Castration Phone Sex

Castration phone sexLooking for castration phone sex? I am a castration specialist. I do not just take the balls. Often I take the worthless dick too. There are too many of you assholes running around loose thinking their packages are the greatest things since sliced bred. I like to bring men back to reality. In my phone life, men call me and know they have worthless dicks and beg me to remove their testicles. In a bar at 4 am, some loser thinks he can take home the Goth girl. I am a predator. I hunt losers, sluts and brats. I have no tolerance for any of them. When this leisure suit Larry mother fucker came up to me at last call, I knew I had my mark. He did not try to roofie me like most men. He had that going for him, but he was still in denial. He had the comb over hair and the white man’s overbite when he talked. He thought he was smooth and he thought I was desperate. I do not need men. If I want to fuck, I will hire a male stud and tell him not to speak to me. Leisure suit Larry thought if I was still alone in a bar at last call, I would fuck whatever schmuck was left. I was just weeding out the losers from the studs. When we got back to his place, I roofied his drink. He was easy to manhandle. I stripped him naked, tied him to his bed and used one of his kitchen knives to remove his nuggets. His cock was average. He was not a total jack ass. He was just a loser with no game and unrealistic expectations. I cauterized the wound with a hot frying pan. In the end he thanked me. That was a first from an unsuspecting victim. He will live, but he will never fuck again. He is a neutered pup now. Are you ready to part with your balls too?

Castration Station, All aboard! (Jezzy Borden)

castration phone sex I don’t fuck loser cock. Perhaps why castration phone sex gets me off so easily. Even though there are some nice big fat dicks I have sliced right the fuck off. The fact of the matter is they are all loser cocks. I suppose I am like most women who have a long list of cocks she would like to chop right off. Circa Lorena Bobbitt. I know a few women who cheer for her to this day, a name synonymous with cutting your loser man’s dick off.

I am a jezebel, a evil cunt that you should never turn your back on! I am not one too degrade or fuck with in any way as many have found out the bloody way!!!

My Name rings true for those who have harmed me. Jezabel gets even and enjoys wacking off a dick with a sharp knife!

 

Jezzy Borden gave that cock 40 whacks when it just needed one!

My molesters and forced me at a young age men who dared hurt me have all been dickless and dead for a while now. I have scars from where I sliced myself with each death just so I can get off each time I see that mark on my body.

Not convinced I’m sick enough to put your balls on the broiler and your cock on a skewer and eat them while you bleed out.

Then you will never be convinced and should just go put your cock in balls in a meat grinder anyways! I have no use for pathetic mother fuckers like you. Pussy is better anyways, which is why I keep a bitch at my side until a worthy cock shows up… If one ever will. Good thing me and my bitches love to eat cock and balls for dinner! At least your cock will be useful after all! 

Knife Play Phone Sex for Fun

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. Knives will always be my weapon of choice. I have more control with knives. It takes more skill. Knives have more versatility too. I like to take my time killing. I love torture, pain and blood. I had a guy over last night. He thought it was for a date. I had other plans. There was not anything wrong with him. In fact, I could have seen myself dating him if I were looking for a boyfriend. I was just in the mood to kill. I was in the mood to mutilate. I drugged his wine. He was out cold quickly. I knew he would not be out long though. I only gave him enough to let me restrain him. He would have fought me too much and maybe gotten the upper hand. He was not my typical victim. I usually pick total losers, but I was in the mood for a challenge. I dragged him to the kitchen. I had a tarp on the floor and restraints ready. I tied him to heavy kitchen appliances. He was not going anywhere. I looked so tiny straddling his wide frame. The moment he woke up and started to break free, I stabbed him. I know just how to stab to miss major arteries and organs. I planned on killing him, but slowly. He had this look on his face that said, “Bitch, why?” Because I can. I put a castration band on his big dick. He was not a tiny dick loser. He had big balls and I sawed them off. I put his severed testicles in his mouth to muffle his screams. I carved him up like a side of beef. I was experimenting with my knife. I was also, experimenting with a new cannibalism phone sex recipe. His thick abs and healthy organs would make a tasty meal. I had him tied up for hours dicing his flesh off his body, draining his blood and just being a psychopath with a knife. Do you want to be my next victim?

2girl Torture Phone sex for James with Indigo


torture Phone sexIndigo and I had wicked plans torture phone sex plans for our spy/victim! See, James had a drive with valuable information against our Government and way of life, and as snuff assassins were quickly dispatched to take care of the situation. Unbeknownst to James we were charged with killing him and torturing him mercilessly even if we got our hands on the flash drive.

The scene opens with James sitting naked in a chair with thin ropes digging into his naked skin. “What am I doing here? Hello, somebody!” as he awakes with a big lump on his head.
Cue Indigo and I walking in the light swinging illuminating our faces from the shadows. I happily am swinging my trusty whip and lashing the concrete of our torture play pen. Boots clicking down the corridor announcing the arrival of two pain loving sadistic women with a mission!

“Who are you! I demand to be let go right now!”
Indigo quips with, Pretty boy you are in no position to be asking questions, Your in for a hell of a pain and torture session if you do not tell us what we need to know right now! “ Her hands around his throat as she explains we know he has been working for the resistance and now he will star in our very own snuff porn!
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Lady you got it all wrong!!
“Oh yes. Act all innocent. I like when you play hard to get, sweet, your pain will be no less!”
7 lashes of the whip coat his body and leave beautiful whelps, Hands go around his throat “tell us now!”
Indigo follows up with some long sharp needles slowly piercing his skin, giggling and telling him her name is GODDESS! “Who the fuck are you! Why have you been collecting information on our regime?!” 
“Mark Smith ID number 456006973!  Come on you two this is all wrong!
“Liar, James! You know what you have done and now you must pay!” Electricity flows through the needles making our traitor sizzle and fry with excruciating pain. The funny thing is his cock is standing straight up as he begs to show his loyalty with his tongue. Entertain your Goddesses. You heard her! Throwing salt water over his flesh in buckets, increasing the conductivity.
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Begging a greedy whore I want his tongue as he pleads for his life. I climb up and smother him with my garden of Eden until he almost suffocates! As our victims breath returns he blurts, “You can check over my whole body but I simply have nothing to give you except me
“Baby we already checked you over, before you woke up. I left you a little present buried deep inside of you. In that once virgin asshole. A ticking time bomb. Wanna be blown like the fourth of july!” Indigo is a cruel ass rape porn BITCH
His eyes go wide with fear. “OH MY GOD!!! You now have me. OK OK My name is James, the flash drive is in a safe deposit box and gives us the location. “Oh you mean this one?”
He is not certain he will die! The sharks are greedy in the tank in the floor and the pain in his body and the bomb is still ticking. There is no way to stop his death as he is thrown into the tank and the sharks tear him limb from limb.

James We are coming for you again, and you will never survive any encounter with your snuff mistresses!

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The one with his cock tied up is our Victim and pain slut! James! 

Uncles Cock Says Bye Bye

castration phone sex It was late as fuck, and I didn’t know what that goddamn squeaking was! I was trying to finally sleep since I’ve been up on a druggy bender for the past three days when this awful fucking squeaking just kept screaming in the room. I finally followed the sound to my Uncle’s room. He was laying in bed, jacking off his pathetic little cock to some old vanilla porno mag. “Yo, get out!” He whispered real loud at me so he wouldn’t wake the house. As if I fucking cared! I just grinned, and pulled out my favorite switchblade. “You wanna jack off to something, asshole? We’ll jack it off! Hack it right the fuck off!”
I was laughing, and he was terrified as I pinned him to the bed and smothered his screams with my big fat snuff loving ass. I threw that stupid vanilla big ems’ magazine to the side, grabbed his throbbing hard cock in my hand, and brought the knife down. I sliced right through his dick, and he was yelling into my ass! Yes eat my shit mother fucker! He made it vibrate, and those vibrations reached my slick pussy! My clit started to hum as I sawed at his pathetic excuse for a penis. I was getting soaking wet while cutting off my Own uncle’s little perverted cock.

Castration Phone Sex Fantasy Vs Reality

castration phone sex I get Ims and emails daily about castration phone sex. So many losers in the world who know they have worthless balls but are too wimpy to do it themselves. Apparently, they are too stupid to know how this works either. On the phone it must be role play because I am not there to really take your balls, even though many times I wish I were. In my personal life, I castrate guys often. They pay me thousands of dollars, not $2.00 a minute, LOL. On the phone, we either simulate what it would be like to have your balls removed by a bad ass bitch, or you have a sharp knife handy and be prepared to call 911 after our call. Phone castration is fantasy phone sex. Logic would make you think that most men would know that, but some losers think I can come right on over with my knife collection and cut off their balls. This is phone sex, not an escort service. The men whose balls I take in real time have either paid me handsomely or just pissed me off that much like Gerry last week. Small dick loser who thought he could talk down to me. He made a couple wrong assumptions. First, he assumed I wanted to fuck him. Hell, no. I have standards and he did not meet any of them. Two, he thought he could insult me. Maybe that works on insecure women, but I am not insecure. I thought I left the loser in the bar, but he followed me home. Well, he followed me to my kill shack in the woods because I realized he was following me. He never left the cabin. I cut off his balls and his dick and left him outside bleeding, so the wild animals would tear him apart limb by limb. Gerry paid with his life for being a tool. If you are lucky, you just pay for a call and some extreme CBT torture sex.