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Celebrating Girls Scout Day with Knife Play and Castration

knife play phone sex castration sexIn honor of Girl Scouts Day, I decided to help a local scout earn a special badge. The purpose of badges is to teach young women useful life skills. I consider myself somewhat philanthropic, so I like helping young girls. I offer a badge in castration. Girls need to know how to put a man in his place. You see most men do not know how to use their penis properly, but sadly too many women let them get away with bad penis behavior. Every Girl Scout I take under my wing, is trained in how to use a knife to slice a man’s worthless junk off. Castration is a much more useful skill to have than pottery making, wouldn’t you agree?

I hand pick my Girl Scouts. This year was Lilly. Lilly has a dirty step father who violates her young holes every night, and beats her and her mother. Real men don’t abuse women. She needed my castration badge. We spent a few weeks discussing proper knife use; cock and ball torture;  how to cauterize a wound so no one bleeds out unless you want them to and how to taunt your victim with his severed appendage. She was really dedicated to earning this badge.  When I deemed she was ready to execute a castration, I accompanied her to her father’s house.

castration phone sex killer sexShe looked so cute in her Girl Scout outfit. Her dumbass dad believed I was a Girl Scout leader. Maybe if Hell had girl scouts. I explained to her dirty p daddy that we needed his help in earning a special badge for Girl Scouts Day. It wasn’t until after she had him tied up in the chair that he inquired what the badge was for. He thought it was knot tying! I sat there watching proudly as my pupil pulled out her Daddy’s dick and drove a nail into each ball, then elongated his pecker to see just where to sever it. I was beaming. She ignored her daddy’s pleas and apologies. She did not let him guilt her into changing her mind. She looked him right in the eyes as she wielded the knife above her head and said, “Daddy say good bye to your little friend.” Then with one fell swoop, she took his penis off earning her castration badge. She immediately lit a cigar and put it out on his bloody stump to slow the bleeding.

She scooped up his severed member and shoved it in his mouth. That was a proud mama moment. We left him in his basement, with his dick in his mouth, tied to a chair and went to Baskin Robbins to celebrate earning her castration badge and in honor of Girl Scouts Day.

Chainsaw Castration BandCamp with Venus

castration phone sex snuff filmsI’m not the girl next door type, unless of course you live next door to the Devil’s Rejects, then yes I am your crazy evil bitch next door. I’m what you would call a castration junkie. I love riding men of their junk, especially if its worthless or not used properly. I have said it before, there are a 100 ways to castrate a chap. Last week I shared my creation the Venus Penis Fly Trap, which not only takes balls clear off, but mangles cocks forever, rendering sexual predators powerless over their victims.

I have another fun way to get rid of useless appendages: chainsaw castration. In fact, every year I conduct a Chainsaw Castration Bandcamp, where I teach other women the art of  castration by chainsaw. Puts a sadistic twist on the “This one time at band camp” line. You would be surprised how many women pay good money to learn this art form. So men, if the woman in your life is fond of flannel  and Leatherface is her idol, use your junk for good, not evil, because likely she is a graduate of my Chainsaw Castration Bandcamp and is just looking for any reason to take your manhood literally.

torture phone sex castration assistanceI just schooled two new disgruntled housewives this week. Perhaps maybe even your wife? If you are unable to satisfy your wife sexually, and make no attempts to rectify that; maybe even make her think it’s her fault that you can’t get it up, then I would encourage chainsaw castration. If you like little boys and girls, and can’t control your proclivities, especially with your own offspring,  then I would encourage chainsaw castration. If you can only get off forcing yourself on a woman, even your wife, then I would encourage chainsaw castration. Oh, and if you are cruel to animals, then you are not a man, but some pansy ass coward who can’t pick a fair fight, therefore forfeiting your right to anything manly especially your pecker. In that case, I will personally use my own chainsaw, castrate the very thing you do not deserve, and feed it to the victim of your little man syndrome.

accomplice phone sex mutilationMy latest recruits showed so much enthusiasm and natural ability, that I have made them my chainsaw castration accomplices. Last week they each rid a man of his cumbersome genitalia. One was a dirty bird prone to spontaneous public masturbation on playgrounds. The other and ex boyfriend of mine with a broke down dick whom I discovered was running his mouth about how I couldn’t get his whiskey dick hard. You see, sometimes men pay me to castrate them because they are too weak to do what they know needs to be done. This was the case with the playground masturbator.  Sometimes wives pay me to do the work too unseemly for a suburban wife.  And, sometimes I just need to teach an asshat some respect for women.  This was the case with my worthless tiny dick loser of an ex. So, it was time to not just empower a few women to be castration junkies, but recruit a couple to help me with all the worthless peckers out there that need chopped off.  A castration junkie’s work is never done.

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I would do anything for daddy.

His mood changes everyday.

If he ever found my notebook he would probably make me choke on it.

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This week has been different tho.

Something is going on.

He hasn’t be down here, he hasn’t checked our chains.

The only thing he does is leave food at the top of the stairs.

That is all we have heard from him.

I am the one on the long chain.

It is my job to get the water, and the food and bring it to the others.

It is just me and two others, so we have a lot more food than normal.

I pulled the girls together and told them we needed to clean out home.

I bet that is why daddy hasn’t been down here, it smells like piss, blood and shit.

We have a toilet but it is really dirty.

I looked around and found some bleach, not some but a lot of bleach.

We didn’t have anything to scrub with so we used our clothes.

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The bleach burned our cuts, and skin.

We started cleaning one day after daddy left for work.

He didn’t get home until very late.

He came running down the stairs.

He was shocked to see the entire basement cleaned.

He grabbed us, and started kissing us.

He stopped and said “this looks amazing my brats but did you ask permission?”

Daddy tied each of us up and punished us for doing something without his permission..

Always ask daddy.

Castration Phone Sex: The Venus Penis Fly Trap

castration phone sex butcher bitchHave you heard of the expression, “A 100 ways to skin a cat?” Well, I like pussy too much for that, so for me it’s, “a 100 ways to castrate a chap.” Sure, being a twisted little butcher babe, I could give a chap fifty whacks. That’s too easy, too boring, too conventional.  I have been experimenting with castration methods for years now. Tiny dick losers, asshats, perverts, deviants and annoying fuckers have long been saying goodbye to their junk at my hands.

I think my favorite method for removing worthless and improperly used appendages is my special creation: The Venus Penis Flay Trap. My first test subject of this method was Paul: a drunk trailer park daddy fond of diddling little tykes of both genders. If you can’t use it properly, you should not have it is my motto. I paid Paul a visit one day. Caught him red handed with his worthless pecker up some poor young school girl’s ass. I told him I was a disciple of God, and it was time to have a come to Jesus conversation about his man bits.

torture sex castration funI had his little victim help me show him both the error of his naughty ways and his road to redemption. I pushed him to the ground, while she removed my special instrument and set it on the floor in front of him. I invited her to take a front row seat to what I like to call a little trailer park justice.  I gave Paul an option. My knife could slice his throat, killing him instantly, or he could tea bag  my Venus penis fly trap, remove his evil appendages on his own, thus saving his life and his soul. For whatever reason, Paul struggled with this choice. He took too long  deciding if his balls were worth more than his life. Idiot. No life, what the fuck does it matter if you got balls or not?

bloody phone sex torture pornHis little victim became my accomplice in the time it took him to realize that life is more important than balls. She leaped off the couch were he violated her little ass, pushed him hard enough that his drunk ass fell onto my contraption. Bonus. Not only did it take his worthless balls, but his pecker too. All of his evil appendages snapped clear off. Suddenly his living room looked like a crime scene. Blood splatter everywhere,  male parts tossed around like dirty clothes, and a drunk p daddy passed out, bleeding all over the shag carpet. My youngest little accomplice stood over his lifeless body, gave him a swift kick where his gonads use to be, then pissed on his bloody stump. If I ever were to have a daughter, I could do no better than this perfect angel.

Girl power was alive that day. Like me, she would be a victim no more. She has become my little castration accomplice. Some things in life are better shared with a friend.

Castration Phone Sex: Loser

Castration phone sex with Dusty will have your pathetic dick twitching. You’re a sick fuck aren’t you? Your desiring my skill for making your pathetic worthless manhood *if you can call it that* obsolete. I will castrate you and make you nearly bleed out before I allow you medical aid. I am interested to see if I can’t see how long it takes to bleed to death from such a wound. Can you imagine it?

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Your testing me by attempting to be an asshole. Well mother fucker that shit does not fly with this Bad Ass Bitch. I approach your loud pathetic ass at the bar where you just get more obnoxious. My friends all look on in silence, they know me so well.

The cold steel pressed against your scrotum as I have you believing your going to stick that dick inside me. You really think I am going to let you stick that thing in me? I run my blade down your inner thigh and back up the other teasing you as I do so. I feel you getting erect as I push the tip of my stiletto into your ball sack. I caress the flesh as it tightens. Your pushing towards me and I hold my blade perpendicular to your balls. Your hands start groping at my tits, I slide the blade across the base of your scrotum as you let out a scream.

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Smiling at you I hold your dismembered balls in my hand as I hold them over my mouth lapping at the blood. I lean in close and spat it in your face. “You’re a useless piece of shit”, and I toss your testicles at you and walk away.

Castration Phone Sex with Sin and Venus

castration phone sex knife playSometimes I have a victim that is either so annoying, I need to enlist the help of a sexy sadistic accomplice to double the pain. Sin was perfect. Sexy, seductive and sadistic. The perfect accomplice for my snuff pig. He wants to be castrated. In fact he paid me good money to take his worthless pecker, however, when I actually tried to chop of his useless appendage, he got cold feet. Told me I could keep the money, but wanted to call the whole deal off. It doesn’t work that way. You pay me for a service, I don’t give a rat’s ass if you change your mind. A deal is a deal. I was castrating that snuff pig.

When I told Sin about his cold feet, she agreed his dick needed to be gone yesterday. We hatched a plan together. I broke in to his house, drugged him, wrapped him in a garbage bag and brought him to Sin’s dungeon where she awaited us with a variety of cock and ball torture devices. She is an expert in bondage and CBT. She dressed him in this leather masochistic  outfit, exposing his balls. We teased and ridiculed him for hours first. A little CBT was like foreplay.  Sin put mousetraps all over his cock and balls, while I squirted Ben-Gay down his urethra and fucked his pee hole with a long sharp needle. Snuff Pig was howling in pain. You try to wiggle out of a  deal with me, better be ready to handle some pain. No one backs out of a deal with Venus. And if they do, Sin is there to help me teach them a valuable lesson.

accomplice phone sex 2 sadisticsAs much as I got off on torturing his pathetic dick, it was time to get rid of his junk. Losers shouldn’t have their peckers anyway. I was doing the world a favor by ensuring this loser would never be able to procreate.  I let Sin take his balls for her collection. She has a hundred or so shrunken or flattened balls in mason jars in her basement. A little trophy of her kills and tortures. She got out a huge mallet and smashed his testicles. No warning. Just smashed them flat. Busted each nut, then cut them off. I got out my big knife, put it to his throat, and whispered, “Say goodbye to your little friend.”  Then I chopped it right off. Blood was spraying on Sin’s walls, but she was laughing. She said Mr. Snuff Pig could clean his mess up once he stopped bleeding everywhere. Sin took her soldering iron to the bloody stump between his legs to cauterize the wound. He was a crying, sobbing, bloody mess. Oh and a dickless one at that.

Sin made him clean up his bloody mess with his tongue while we sat back and enjoyed some red wine. I love castrating men. So never fear. If you want me to take your junk, but afraid you can’t go through with it, I will take it regardless. Pathetic losers don’t deserve their genitals.

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Unwanted Extras

Castration phone sexI am a firm believer in only buying and having what you absolutely need in your life, everything else is a waste.  One thing that I do not need in my life are the testicles of any man.  Why would I ever need them? I do not want offspring, could you imagine? HA!  I do not have sex unless there is some degree of pain involved and then the act is about Me, not him, so again, they are not needed.  They are just unwanted extras.  Things to be eradicated from My life and sight.

I think it is one of My most important tasks that I have been put on this earth to do.  Just think of how freeing it would be for you to not have to worry about getting someone pregnant, or having sex at all for that matter.  I also love to take the hands on approach to omitting them from your body.  Of course there are surgical procedures, anesthesia, or even numbing creams, to Me none of them are necessary.

For Me using My very own teeth, jaw pressure, with just a touch of sharpened finger nails add just that right personal touch.  I am sure it will be beyond painful for you, which is a good thing.  For Me it will be pure joy as I thrash My head side to side with your thin skin ripping from beneath your cock to release the treasure that I am after.  And who wouldn’t want My mouth near their cocks? Even if it is to castrate you in one of the most terrifying way possible.

Mutilation Phone Sex: Tough Love Venus Style

mutilation phone sex knife plaI hate a stupid bitch. Especially the kind that whores herself out to married or otherwise taken men. If they cheated with you, they will cheat on you. Sometimes a bitch just needs a hard lesson. I love giving wakeup calls to stupid cunts. Sandra is a cute girl next door type. In fact, she is my girl next door. She has been my neighbor for a few years now and it’s a parade of bad boys in and out of her apartment on a regular basis. Every time some taken loser doesn’t leave his current clueless cunt for her, she cries on my shoulder. I am not really a sympathetic type. If I tell you to stop fucking assholes committed to other women and you don’t, well it’s time for some tough love, Venus style.

Sandra showed up on my doorstep after married loser number 142 dumped her. So, I tied her to my bed, got out my big ass knife and carved a reminder into her flesh. “He doesn’t love you,” I cut into her skin. She was screaming in pain; yelling how could I do this to her? Like I was the bad guy. I’ve given her hours of free counsel which she has ignored.  “Tough love bitch,” is what I told her. I carved “worthless” right about her pussy too. If you keep fucking losers, and have  ignored sound advice, you are not only a stupid cunt, but a worthless one too.

torture sex home invasionI had fun torturing the bitch. I have no tolerance for stupidity. And if you keep repeating the same mistake, that is the epitome of  stupidity.  I even sliced her clit and cut her worthless nipples off. Mutilated girl parts might help her think twice before giving some loser access to her pussy again. Sometimes women just need a little help to recognize they deserve better. I told her if I see another married jagoff leaving her apartment, I was sewing her cunt shut. Just like I will castrate your cock if you can’t use it properly. I’m helpful that way

Paying it Forward with Venus: Practicing Random Acts of Kindness

torture phone sex evil sadisticToday is Random Acts of Kindness Day, actually it is for the whole week. I decided to pay it forward, help those in need. First random act: help a poor Catholic school girl with her religious education.  She called me a freak, so clearly she has forgotten her Bible verses like do onto others. I love tutoring and being a mentor. I think teaching is one of the truly selfless professions. I sat down with this particular school girl and assisted her with her Catechisms. As she recited them, I fucked her tight little virgin cunnie with a cross while I recited the Lord’s Prayer. She needed reminded how much Jesus loved her. Blood squirted out her pink pussy, but I held her down and kept fucking her whore twat until she said knew her catechisms by heart.  Her devotion to God was overwhelming. We all stray off the path of righteousness every now and then. Perhaps I missed my calling. I’d make a hell of a Sunday School teacher.

bloody phone sex sadisticSecond random act: assisted suicide of two very ill girls. They suffered from narcissistic asshole syndrome. Folks who can aid the weak and feeble minded end their worthless lives are so very courageous.  Saints actually. I am no saint, but I can recognize a cry for help when I see one. So when these two  young twats started spewing  obscenities and hate towards me over a parking space at the mall, I knew they clearly wanted to die.  I followed them back to their home, forced myself in, and slit their wrists  with a razor blade. They were obviously too sick to live, and too weak to kill themselves. I channeled Dr. Kevorkian, cut deep enough to hit an artery, and let them bleed out peacefully in their bathtub as to not leave  a mess for their family.  Thank goodness for answered prayers and random acts of kindness.

snuff phone sex bloody sexThird random act: assist an old man getting rid of the source of much turmoil in his life. Some of us have trouble getting rid of the negative energy in our lives. Trouble letting go of someone or something we love very much, but is simply no good for us.  I helped this man recognize how much better his life could be without the evil that resided between his legs. You see he was born with a demon instead of a penis. This demon made him do very bad things to women and little boys, even animals. He lacked the strength, like many do, to part ways with the negative force in his life, so I helped him.  I sat him down and had a come to Jesus talk with him about the nasty, troublesome appendage in his life. Then, I hacked his penis right off, and fed it to his dog.  Blood spurted out all over the wall and floor, but that is a small price to pay for a new beginning. He will clearly be a better person without the this negative force in his life. And, I feel so much better having been able to help him become a better man. As Sir Paul wrote, “We get by with a little help from our friends.”

Blasphemy phone sex virgin sexLife is just too short not to help those in need. I am not Mother Theresa, but I recognize a cry for help when I see one. I’m just so glad my parents  raised me with a do onto others attitude in life, otherwise so many more poor souls would be lost. How can I help you become a better person?

Pandora’s Box Where Trophies are Stored

Little trophies gathered from my victims I keep near and fucking dear. The darkness that fills my head and the joy I had in school dissecting things. With the frog I kept it’s tongue, the piggy… I had to have it’s heart. It’s no wonder that parents entrust me with their offspring. I suppose my persuasion and magic wins out all the time. rophies are good for magic. The most power one can hold over another is their life.

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I drain life from families, and these young sluts are shamed easily especially when I am taking their daddy’s seed in my mouth or cunt right there in front of them. Oh, and the wife/ mother, hahahaha… she won’t be a problem. The men and fathers I will hold their seed in my pus and when I get home… I take a big ole turkey baster and suck the cum outta my cunt. You may be wondering what I will do with it… I store it in lab specimen bottles and put them into a nitrous filled and sealed vat.

One may wonder why I am going through the trouble… well, I have a sick need of staging scenes and what better than to stage the semen of a girls daddy or their next door neighbor within and around the sweet young thing. Oh I am evil framing a daddy for a young brats death. I see no problem with that and none whatsoever in taking little bits of each sweet kill. 

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Hunt and gather with me under a full moon, and we’ll see who the hunted will be.