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The Crime Scene

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You watch tv and you hear the same old line, “The killer always goes back to the crime scene.” It’s true, I go back every time. I like to look at the roses, or toys left behind. I am a sick twisted bitch and love to hurt people. I always take a little piece of them home for Crowley to eat. I love feeding my big fur baby. He loves to eat my victims. It is like he craves it over his bagged shit dry food. I need to feed him fresh meat more often. He loves it so much. My fur baby rewards me after I feed him. I’ll be covered in blood and after he eats his treat he comes over to me and starts licking me from head to toe. He takes his time right at my pussy. I like to fuck after I end their lives. I get my pussy covered in blood just for Crowley. When his cold wet nose rubs against my clit I am instantly wet. His big wide tongue slips in and out of my pussy hole. God I love him and I love the crime scenes I leave behind.

Castration Phone Sex Fun: My Kind of Behead Execution Snuff Porn

castration phone sexCastration phone sex junkie is what many call me. I got a taste for taking off worthless balls when I was a young school girl. Now I take off man balls almost daily; worthless peckers too. Have you ever encountered someone so stupid you wondered how in the world they remember to breath? Sadly, dumbasses are everywhere. I swear I have a magnet embedded somewhere in my body for them. This week’s dumbass extraordinaire was Jacob. An older man who tried to pick me up at a night club last night.

I was at a Goth teen club, not some trendy meat market. I had my usual “don’t come near me or I will slice off your pecker” look on. But still, Jacob thought I looked like the kind of bitch one can pick up with cheesy lines like, “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Barf. Gag. Barf. Gag. Kill kill kill kill kill. More like was shot up from Hell. The asshat was not taking the clue that I wanted to be alone. He was interrupting my hunt for a yummy bitch to bring home and eat or snuff. I decided to look at this as an opportunity. I can hunt any night. How often does a dumbass walk into my life? Okay daily; scratch that. How often do I have the chance to make a behead execution snuff porn? My idea of beheading is different. I behead dicks. Cut them clear off so that the loser bleeds out.

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I played the part of a bar whore to get back to Jacob’s place. Suggested I tie him up so we could have some kinky fun. Again kinky fun means different things to different people. Jiggle some tits and ass in front of a guy and suddenly he is even more of a moron. Once tied to the bed naked, I introduced his testicles to my knife. Held them in my hand like precious gems. Then I threw them on the floor and danced on them while Jacob blubbered like a big baby. My camera was rolling. I love to capture that element of surprise when some dumbass realizes I am not going to fuck him but castrate him.

“Smile for the camera,” I said as I sliced his dick clear off. Wow. You would have thought I had a samurai sword the way his little head exploded. His dick flew in the air like a head flies off after a guillotine. There was a blood explosion from the base of his cock. I was covered in cock blood. He passed out from the pain or the blood. Either way, wuss. I left him there. Not sure what happened; but he was restrained bleeding profusely, but hopefully he will just die a slow painful death. Another douche bag bites the dust.

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Taboo Phone Sex Slut!

Taboo-phone-sex-with-BlazeThis fucker has been fucking me and some other bitch as well. It’s not that I am jealous, but I don’t let any swinging dick lie to me without punishment. So I told him to come fuck me that night and of course he was late because he was with the other bitch. I sucked his dick when he arrived, pretending not to smell the stench of that whore’s pussy still on his dick. I sucked him and fucked him for hours and then he fell asleep. I took my knife and put it on the stove to make the blade burning hot. I then cut his nuts off in his sleep. As he lay there screaming holding what used to be his sack I slapped him and told him that his dick was mine, and he disobeyed sharing it. He screamed and cried and apologized like a little bitch. It was pathatic. I shoved my knife in his voice box just to shut him up. Its bad enough he was dumb enough to lie to me, he was a weak bitch also. But to be so pathetic! Be gone..Bitch!

Mistress of Darkness

snuff phone sexRain was pouring down the night I made my first kill. My lover had fed me drugs and shots of whiskey and I was feeling no pain. Even in my fucked-up state I knew I had to obey him or my punishment would be without mercy.
Looking for my prey brought out my seductive side. I would sidle up to men, brushing them innocently with my huge 36FFF tits. The more attention they gave me, the more my pussy would twitch. I had no interest in having sex with them though. It was just a game to get them to take me home. Once we got there, it would all change.
My current Master was waiting there for me. If I complied and brought a victim home, he would reward me with a shot of liquid paradise, right into my vein. I was addicted to it. It made my inhibitions melt and brought out my animal side. I became a huntress, ready for the smell of blood.
My catch tonight was a skinny young drifter. After a few drinks and the promise of a sexual marathon, he was ready to follow me anywhere. He barely made it through the door before the Master was upon him. I heard him gasp once as he realized his mistake.
The Master hit him hard. He tumbled once and we were both upon him. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I tied his hands together and left him facedown on the floor. I took a long , sharp blade and sat down at his head. Master knelt behind him, ripping off his clothes, revealing a firm, round ass. His eyes sparkled with joy as he pulled out his cock. It was then my job to grease it and guide it against the puckered ass-pussy of my victim. I heard the drifter scream as Master rammed him hard. I pulled the drifter’s face against my pussy so I could feel his pain and the vibrations of his cries. It seemed to go on forever as Master violated his young ass, tearing it like raw meat. Finally, he reached his climax, filling the damaged fuck hole with cream. I screamed to the devils in hell.
I flipped him over. He babbled incoherently as I raised my stiletto over his scrotum and popped his nutsac like meat balloons. His scream was cut short when Master cut his throat. Afterward, Master would give me another dose and we’d fuck in the blood of our victim.
Tomorrow, I may be dead at his hands (or yours) but tonight I will just bask in the glory of the kill.

Castration Phone Sex Trophies

castration phone sex knife playCastration phone sex is my specialty. I’m a junk removal expert. Too many worthless pricks in this world, so I am just being altruistic, paying it forward by taking off balls. I recently discovered on accident how much fun cutting off peckers is too. I mean really, why just take the balls? They really are a set and should be kept together. Kept together in my keepsake boxes made of real foreskin. I bought this serial killer magazine awhile back and learned all about trophies. I am not your typical serial killer, however. I snuff out folks for profit and charity. There is a sexual element of course, especially when I know I am ensuring that some fuck nugget like yourself can never reproduce or enjoy any sexual satisfaction. But my primary motivation is never sexual.

On my fire place mantle, are three hand carved, foreskin covered boxes for my trinkets. One keeps my special junk removal tools. Another holds the cherished testicles. And the last one holds my new collection of worthless cocks. If you shouldn’t be reproducing, you shouldn’t be fucking. I added a really nice trophy to that box last night. Adam was a 7’0 college basketball player who preyed on drunk coeds. He messed with the wrong coed when he force fucked my step niece. She called me knowing what I would do. If you can’t use it properly, you shouldn’t have it.

taboo phone sexI don’t take crap from anyone, not even a black athletic giant. My niece and I marched into the men’s locker room after a game, knowing he was the last one in there. “Can’t get enough of this nigger dick can you bitch? I see you brought a friend. Well there is plenty to go around,” he said over confidently. I begged to see his big black cock. I put a knife to his throat while my niece extracted a little CBT revenge. After she got her payback fun, I sliced his big black dong right off.  Blood spurted everywhere. My niece grabbed the knife, and took off the balls. Normally, I’m not so messy in my junk removal services, however, this fuck wad deserved to bleed out. Like the world will miss another black thug, right? Biggest cock I have ever lobbed off. In fact it was so big, I had to cut it into quarters to make it all fit in my keepsake box.

Today’s headline in my local paper was “Locker Room Massacre.” Now my cunt was wet. I guess a big fucking cock like that was more like an artery. He completely bled out and died. He was the Bill Cosby of the local college campus, because after news of his shocking death, hundreds of girls flooded the police department to report he sexually assaulted them. Mother Theresa has nothing on me. You know, I finally got to play with big black cock. I don’t get the hype. When it was all over, it was just another broke down dick.

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This Little Piggy Went To Market

taboo phone sex karmaHe had this thing that turned him on. He loved to have a bitch squeal like a pig. She had to grovel and oink for him. It was the only way he could get off. The only thing that would allow him release. At first I got a kick out of it but after a while it became annoying as hell. I had to put an end to his bull shit. Ordering the razor lined condom was the most difficult part of the entire plan. I found the perfect pig outfit and put my plan in motion as soon as the condom came in. I was going to be his last little piggy. Once I was covered in his blood and there was nothing left of his shredded dick I would cook him just like a side of pork. The best part was going to be his crunchy, crackling skin. He would be seasoned to perfection and every inch of him was going taste so good. He would be oinking and squealing for me and it would be the last thing he ever did….

Seamstress Morticia

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I was walking home after a night of worshiping. I smelled like weed, and camp fire. I knew I would attract someone. Get them to follow me. My body was barley covered. My ass was hanging out, my tits were out. I knew someone would try to take me and have their way with me. I was hoping for it. I wanted to use my knew hunting knife. I acted like I was drunk, stumbling over myself. Leaning on walls and falling down like a stupid drunken whore would. I wanted to look vulnerable. I wanted to look like an easy target. As soon as I passed him, I knew he was the one. He was a big black man. I knew he was going to act like a nice guy and walk me home. But home was a dark ally, he threw me into the fence and started ripping my panties off. Just as he was about to put his dick inside of me I stuck my sharp new knife into his ball sac. It was like a hot knife into butter. So smooth, so easy to cut into his flesh. I did a number on his cock and balls. If he lives through that, He wont be so eager to help someone out next time!

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Snuff Porn Queen Dusty is Out For Blood

Snuff porn Queen Dusty is feeling a certain need to destroy someone today. Some guy royally pissed me off and he is about to get a dose of castration phone sex. I am livid and out for fucking blood! You see this total douche bag managed to fucking knock my bike over with his drunken stupor.

It just so happens this phlembag of a douche is a regular at this specific bar and I got just the information I need to track his ass down. You cannot hide from me I have my way of finding out what I need. So I get his address and make my plan after doing a drive by. Easy enough to break in and take care of what I need to do. So I park around the corner and head on over under the cloak of darkness. I let myself in and quietly find my way to where the douche is passed out. 

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Standing over him with a rag and duct tape I spit on him to see if he wakes. Nothing, Ok cool, I lean over and shove some panties in his mouth and put the duct tape across his mouth to silence any attempts to make noise. Grabbing my butcher knife from it’s case I lean in and start slicing his clothing off. Then I see my prize and grab my specimen jar filled with formaldehyde for preserving my token. With a clean slice I castrate this mother fucker as I look at how gigantic his eyes got. Laughing wildly I grab his cell phone and cut the cord to his home phone. See if he makes it through and when he does he’ll see the Polaroid of my bike.

 

Teaching a lesson

Ass rape pornI saw a little boy staring at my ass today. I told the little fucker to piss off but he kept coming back and looking. I told the little shit to come to our tool shed if he wanted to see something nice. The fucker followed me and I told him he could touch me wherever he wanted as long as I could touch him too. He grabbed my tits, I squeezed his little cock. He grabbed my cunt, I rubbed his little balls. When he grabbed my ass I slapped the little fucker to the ground. The fear in his eyes when he turned around almost made me cum and I kicked him down onto his stomach. I put my hand over his mouth, grabbed my toy and fucked him up his ass with it while he tried to get away. His scream and cries were muffled by my hand and soon once I saw his asshole was bleeding I let him up. I told him if he told anyone I would do it again with my blade. He ran off scared. I probably will save this one, he’s going to have a big cock when he grows up. And until then.. I bet he wont be creeping up on girls!

SnuffPhoneSex.com Castration Phone Sex Junkie Venus

castration phone sexI’m a castration junkie. I love removing worthless balls. Sometimes, I even take a little extra if you know what I mean! I’ve been schooling other sick bitches in junk removal too. You would be surprised to know just how many women out there literally have their husbands’ balls in a jar next to the bed. Personally, I think castration is the best cure for a cheating husband. No second chances. No therapy. No costly divorce that could leave a woman broke. Just cut their balls off and he will never be a cheating bastard again.

I remove junk for lots of reasons. Some ass hats are too dumb to procreate. Some guys can’t be trusted with their cock and balls. Some think they are god’s gift to women but can’t find a clit with Mapquest. Others have little pinky dicks and I’m helping them make their package look bigger by lobbing off their big hairy testicles. And other dudes are just worthless pieces of shit that don’t deserve pleasure let alone life.

I helped a woman this weekend with junk removal from the ass wipe that put a roofie in her drink last month. She heard of my reputation; hired me to extract a little old school vengeance. I agreed of course. I will remove the whole fucking package for a cocktail. She told me enough about the dude that I knew how to set him up. Met him in a bar, gave him every chance to spike my drink, then switched them when he wasn’t looking so he got the roofie. Why do guys think every chick is a dumb bitch? Well when he woke up strapped to his bed looking at his last victim and the one who just got away, he knew he was the dumb bitch.

snuff porn castrationLilly held up the knife and I stuck a little vibe up his ass to get it hard. He was screaming and pleading and apologizing. Even said he would turn himself into the police. Guys will say anything to keep their junk, then go right back to the behavior that got them in trouble in the first place. “The best way to ensure you won’t force yourself on women again, is permanent junk removal,” I said. Lilly put the serrated blade against the base of his worthless pecker, while I had the jaws of life on his balls to bust them.

With devilish glee, I counted, “1,2, 3.” Then it was total carnage. She sliced his pecker off as I crushed his balls. There was a lot more blood than I imagined. Lilly was in awe, not grossed out one bit. She is a natural. We left him there to bleed. I shoved his cock in his mouth as a special touch. He was clearly married by the pictures adorning his wall. I just did his wife a solid. I am sure she would thank me if she was there. I likely did what she has wanted to for years.

I’m a sick bitch who loves blood. I could blow smoke up your ass and tell you I am some philanthropic bad ass who snuffs, maims and tortures to weed out the fucktards in this world, but the truth is, I love to kill and inflict pain. And, I love to make a buck. So, I will be your twisted accomplice for a simple bourbon on the rocks. Let the games begin.