Category: Castration phone sex

Sex with Dead Bodies is Better

sex with dead bodiesDo you think about sex with dead bodies? Life is simpler fucking a corpse. A seed body is my preferred companion. A stiff freshly dead cock is way better than a live talking one. I hate pillow talk. I hate spooning. I hate that awkward I will call you bullshit. I discovered a few years ago that praying mantises did it right. The female mantis bites the head off her lover during sex. I can’t bite a man’s head off, but I can stab him in the heart or give him a hotshot to give him a heart attack. Then I can finish fucking him in peace. I find my lovers online. I have a type. Tall, handsome, hung and married. I know it seems cruel to murder some family man, but he should not be trolling for pussy on the Internet. The way I see it, I am helping his wife. She needs to be free of a cheating loser. My last married victim truly deserved snuff sex. Pompous asshole who tried to force his cock in my ass without permission. Your typical narcissist who thought women should just lay there and take whatever he wanted to do. I don’t roll over for anyone and if you try to take what is not yours, I take what is not mine, your life. I was able to give my prepared hotshot to him in the neck. I watched in pleasure as he seized up. He had a look of shock on his face. He couldn’t believe I did what I did. He was really in shock when I chopped his cock off. Men who try to force themselves on me always lose their dicks. Can’t play with it nicely, then you shouldn’t have it, right? Before he died, he knew I killed him. He knew I severed his cock. What he didn’t know was that I fucked myself with his severed dead dick and came so hard.

Castration Phone Sex With Jezabel

Castration Phone Sex

This snuff whore really hopes this castration phone sex tale makes your little dick hard as a rock. I’m going to be the last woman to ever see him as a man. He is bound to the OBGYN chair legs shackles arms tied behind his back. He is a pathetic useless man with his little dick pointing straight to the ceiling.  I make him look at me in the eyes, my cunt is soaked through my panties. I will have my very own eunuch slave! I will be the last bitch he ever even wants to fuck. This is his choice, he ordered me to cut his balls off. He screams at the tough of the blade, but I will not stop. This is no time for second thoughts as the blade cuts into his beloved family jewels. I still don’t know if I will keep him as my accomplice eunuch or sell him on the black market. All that is certain is his balls will be added to my collection with the others for this dark bitch to admire. He is lucky I don’t slit his throat. But he will be valuable to me or another mistress of the night as her slave that has no desire of the cock. He looks into my eyes one last time, humps the air as I cut him before the cum spurts out of his dick, instead it puddles to the floor as I have his balls in my hand! Boy, do I love being a bloody phone sex castration whore!

Collecting Daddy’s Money concluded

Castration Phone SexI know Daddy said to bring back the money or his cock but surely, he wouldn’t mind if I had a little fun with it first. And maybe, with a little Sierra loving he would be persuaded to cough up the dough. Regardless, I couldn’t let that massive hard cock go to waste. My pussy was already dripping as such evilness always makes me hot. He was handcuffed to the chair and totally defenseless, making it even hotter. I climbed right on top of him and slid my nice, wet, juicy, bald pussy on top of that massive snake between his legs. I moaned loudly as I took it all in my sweet hole. He still had that ball gag in so his moans were muffled but still clearly audible. I rode that big, throbbing cock up and down, slow and then fast. Bringing him to the edge every time, just to stop completely and tease him. I could see his hands clinch and his body stiffen in anticipation of my next movement. I could see his eyes roll back as my pussy grabbed that hot cock and fucked it hard. Finally, when I could take no more, I rode him nice and hard and fast, feeling his cock grow and my pussy tense before we climaxed together and he left his load deep inside me. I hopped off and cleaned up my sweet twat before turning my attention back to him. I licked his dick clean which caused him to become hard again. Once more I asked for the money. Although he had relaxed since releasing his load, he made not a move. I told him it would be a waste to lose such a fine fucking organ, but still nothing. Growing impatient with his shit, I put the knife to his face once more and said “last chance”. Still nothing. So, I took that big, thick cock right in my hand and cut that thing off. Even with the ball gag I could hear his screams. I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and thanked him for such a great fuck, tossed the dick in a bag and left. Daddy won’t have his money but he will have this marvelous dick.

You May Not Survive My Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexWhen a guy calls me and asks me what gets my pussy wet, I tell him castration phone sex. I have no use for most dicks. It must be less than 1% of the men in this world whoI find tolerable. Honestly, with dildos around I rarely need men. I don’t need their cum because I hate little ones. I have no desires to give birth. I have no motherly instincts. That makes it easier for me to snuff out little victims and castrate useless men. Let’s face it. Most of you are useless to me. So, if you don’t want to help me kill some stupid cunt, then offer up your stupid balls. I am sure the world doesn’t need any more men like you running around, so let’s make sure you never procreate. We can castrate you the easy way or the fun way. Personally, I like the fun way. Fun for me at least. I like it when you resist. There are sadly plenty of losers who offer up their balls freely to be removed, but I like a challenge. I want to pursue my victim. I want to catch you, tie you up and take your balls by force. I want it to hurt. I can use broken glass or a rusty knife to make it more dangerous and painful. I can not cauterize the wound too which means castration might turn into snuff sex. Think you can handle me taking your balls? You may not survive my brand of castration.

My Snuff Sex is to Die for

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My snuff sex is to die for. I am an evil bitch who loves drawing men in who think I am just a run of the mill low self-esteem sweet young piece of ass. 

But I want to hurt you. I want to hear your balls go crunch with my cattle castrator. Or I could Slice filets off your cock and salt and pepper them and feed them to you as Your blood pools around your ass. Either way you are going to be shackled and my sweet wet pussy will be riding your hard cock as you die. A plastic sack over your head with deadly spiders and you seeing my shadow as for once you can make a girl cum. Too bad it’s your first and last time. The poison will make your meat unusable so I will have to machete your head off and use it like a fucking kickball. Never worry, I will make good use of all the parts of your body after death. Waste not want not mother fucker. 

Does that make your cock jump? Then you should let me seduce you to your death. 

Knife Play Phone Sex: A Blade Over Bullets Every Time

knife play phone sexI enjoy knife play phone sex calls. So much you can do with a knife. It is more versatile than a gun. It gives more pain too. A shot to the head or the heart, die quickly. Where is the fun in that? A knife can stab. It can cut. It can slice. It can dice. It can peel. It can chop. It can castrate. A gun can just shoot. Guns are traceable too. Any one can own a knife. Trust me. I know. I own a lot of knives. I use them for many things. I will stab a bitch in the gut and watch her bleed out slowly or I can stab her cunt and ruin her baby making plans. I will cut an artery and masturbate in the blood spurt. I will slice limbs off for amusement. I will dice up body parts and eat them for dinner like I am Annabel Lector lol. I can peel off skin to make things very painful for my victim. I can chop off whore tits and a bastard dick. And, I can castrate worthless balls. If I can chop off a cock, I can’t just leave the balls, right? A knife is a better playmate than a gun. Trust me, I know.

Snuff Sex Suffocation Fantasies

He called me up and was so fucking in love with me that he wanted nothing more than to service me until the end. Until I decided I was done with him and needed to end him. He wanted me to use him and kill him. I would smother him with this sweet ass of mine and that was a dream cum true for this fat fucker loser. I had no problem ending his term in under 20 minutes. He disgusted me and I took no pleasure in having Jabadahut under me. He fucking made my dick limp if I had one. Shit I doubt he could even find his dick but it did cum hard while I was smothering his last breath from him. I have no qualms letting that fat fuck eat my ass out and to feed him my piss before tightening the rope around his neck and choking him as I shoved his nose and mouth between my ass cheeks deep til he couldn’t breath. I love having a big ass.

Snuff Sex

Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

taboo phone sexI may be a taboo phone sex slut, but I am no victim. I am not your subby bitch. This little prick called me to snuff me out. Boy did he have the wrong number. If you are so stupid that you don’t read my bio or pay attention to my blogs, then I kill you or at the very least castrate you. I am no different off the phone either. I went out with this dude Christmas Eve who thought he could force fuck me. He was not happy with the word no. He was less happy with my insistence that I wouldn’t fuck him if he was the last man on earth. It was an awful date. I left him at the restaurant, but the little prick followed me to my car. He pushed me in the back seat and tried to fuck me. I keep a knife under both the driver and passenger side seats. Easy access for such situations. No one fucks me without my permission. No one who wants to live and keep his dick that is lol. As he pulled out his worthless cock to fuck me, I reached for the knife and sliced the fucker off. Luckily it was not inside me.  That would have been awful, but if it had happened, I would have put a tooth pick in it and pulled it out since it was no bigger than a cocktail weenie  He was bleeding all over my car, so I pushed him out with my feet. My seats are scotch guarded, but I didn’t want any more of his blood in my vehicle. I got in the front seat and backed over him. If he didn’t bleed out from the loss of blood, pretty sure my 4-wheel drive did the trick.

 

Snuff Porn and Castration

snuff pornWhile most folks are watching Christmas movies, I am watching snuff porn. I am more murderous this time of year because I lack any holiday spirit and I hate people. Bah humbug. I could only watch so much before I had to kill. But who? Who had been the naughtiest? I wanted to kill my neighbor but that would break my rule of killing close to home. I have a few rules I adhere to and they keep me safe from the law. I went to the mall and picked up a guy who resembled my loser neighbor. The issue with my neighbor is that he thinks he is a Lothario.  He has a revolving door of women but makes them all think she is the only one. He thinks he is George Clooney or something, but he looks more like one of the Three Stooges. He is not handsome and because he is an exhibitionist, I can see he is not hung either. No clue what women see in him. He is not rich. He is not handsome, and he is not hung. Triple loser. My guess is he lies. Tells women he is some rich guy, but he is a poser. Since I couldn’t kill him, I could kill a man like him, or at least castrate him. I found this goober who thought he had what I wanted. If I wanted a fat poor pathetic loser, then sure, he had what I needed. But I would never need that. I let him think we were going to my cabin in the woods to fuck. I castrated him. Just like I do on castration phone sex calls. I chopped his balls off. They were just little nuggets anyway. He started crying in pain and bleeding like a stuck pig. I just laughed as he cried for his worthless nuts. I went out to kill, but I wanted him to live without his balls. I wanted him to have a constant reminder that he is not all that. Now, I need to figure out what to do with my loser neighbor and you. I bet you are just as pathetic.

Sharpen Your Knives and Let’s Play

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I have an extreme craving that I can’t get out of my mind. I just really want to have some knife play phone sex. There are so many instruments that we could use for some hardcore twisted BDSM pleasures, but my mind is on the sensation of cold carbon steel against my throat while you fuck me without regard for me at all. I want you to use the fuck out of my hole while my life hangs on the flick of your wrist. I’ve been playing with my favorite blade here in my bed and wish it was your hands around the wooden handle. I have eleven and a quarter inches of fatal fetishism in my hot hands, just waiting.
If you don’t step up to the plate and overpower me though, you will find yourself in trouble. Someone is going to bleed for someone and if you can’t penetrate me with that eleven inches of steel death then I will take it to you. I’ll straddle you and the last thing you will experience is me taking you apart, one slice at a time. Don’t worry, I’ll plunge it in. I’ll have my sadistic fun first though. Are you ready?