Category: Castration phone sex

Castration Phone Sex Fever

castration phone sexCastration phone sex follows full moon fever. Men want my junk removal services in far higher numbers after a full moon. There is something about a lunar eclipse that makes people crazy. The term lunatic is centuries old and was coined after people started exhibiting crazy behavior following the lunar cycles. I don’t know if I believe the moon makes people crazy. I think it is just an excuse to act on your darker desires. You can later say, “the moon made me do it.” But, following every full moon, I see an increase in junk removal calls and personal requests to castrate men who know I will do it for them. So last full moon was Aug 18. The very next day, I was flooded with not only castration calls, but 23 personal requests for  junk removal. That was a record in one day. Did I do it you ask? Hell yes. Not only does it make my cunt wet to cut off some loser’s testicles, but I make them pay for the honor of my time. I’m doing all the work. I’m taking all the risk because the stupid law says a man cannot consent to castration. It is viewed as mutilation to the body and no one can legally consent to that. I know. Stupid laws.

snuff porn There are plenty of wise men who know they don’t deserve balls; they are just total chicken shits and can’t do it themselves. I have a castration chair and all the tools necessary to take your balls and prevent you from bleeding out. Most of the time, I prevent you from bleeding out. But one of my 23 full moon fever guys may have not survived. Consider this a warning. If you pay me to take your junk, there is no wiggle room to back out. If you are strapped to the chair already, you are losing your nuts.  And, don’t say you are going to turn me into the cops. Well don’t say it unless you want to lose your junk and star in a snuff porn too. So who needs junk removal today?

Maid To Order

taboo phone sex I knew as soon as I saw him that he would be my slave. I could tell by the way he carried himself that he had little to no self esteem. Kind of geeky looking he looked like he had never been laid.

Striking up a conversation was harder then I thought it would be. If you looked up the word “introvert” in the dictionary, his picture would be front and center. Pulling him out of his shell enough to get him to agree to come over for dinner was a huge challenge but with each small victory my cunt got wetter and wetter.

As soon as we walked in the door of my house the humiliation began. Ripping his clothes off leaving them in a shredded heap at his feet, his face was priceless. His attempt at modesty was feeble and unsuccessful. Laughing at his skinny body with no muscle or definition, I threw him a little white maid apron before grabbing my leather ridding crop and cracking his flat ass with it. A lone tear streaked down his face serving to increase my desire to mold him into the perfect, subservient, slave. He would soon learn that to displease me would be very painful indeed.

Truth or Dare…you’re dead.

snuff phone sex“Truth or Dare.” you said with an evil grin. You knew exactly what I was gonna say. We had our cute victim bound and gagged and I could see the look of fear in her eyes. “Dare.” I grinned. “I dare you to carve her like a jack-o-Lantern.” you laughed. I took my sharp scalpel and laid it against her cheek. She wailed in terror as I sliced her from ear to ear across her pretty pink lips, turning her face into a cruel grimace.  “Your turn.” I said, licking the splattered blood from my own lips. You were even more cruel than me, cutting off her nose. I could hear her inhale blood and bone from her caved in face and I saw your cock rise. I was getting aroused too. My next Dare was to rip off her clothes revealing her lithe young body with small budding breasts. I snipped one of her nips off and tossed it into my mouth, chewing it like bubble gum. I knew what your next move was. You were eyeing up that bald cunny. I laughed as you shoved your fist into it up to your wrist and began to fuck her. She gurgled and convulsed. I egged you on as you stuffed our victim full of cock.  You were humping and moaning when I flicked my blade out and severed your nutsac. Never trust a girl with a taste for blood and a need for pain.

Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your CBT Accomplice

castration phone sexWould you believe me if I told you castration phone sex is a real thing? So many guys fantasize about a sick dominant bitch taking their junk. Then there are the men who really want it done but are too much of a pussy to do it on their own. If you really want your balls gone, man up sissy and do it yourself. With my assistance and guidance of course. There is a type of man who wants his balls cut off. I use the word man loosely. In reality, he is no man. He is a sissy. A fairy faggot. A tiny dick loser. You get the picture. I had one such little loser call me today actually. He told me all these stories that painted a pathetic existence. A life of cross dressing, pissing in panties, sucking cock in glory holes, forced feminization and humiliating tasks like exposing his 2 inch nub to strangers. He lives his life as a girl and even a little dick interferes with being female. I told him how to take his balls off. Explained to him all the instruments he would need to have on hand for safe junk removal. Pansy ass wussed out on me. Begged me to do it for him. Stupid mother fucker too. I am not Freddy Krueger. I can’t magically make my knife penetrate the phone line to lob off his balls, although I wish I did have those powers. I told him where to go to look for women or even men in his area to assist in the junk removal process. Here is the deal losers. I love taking men’s worthless nut sacks on and off the phone. But don’t call me up wanting real castration and not be willing to do what it takes to make it happen. Not my fault you are a pussy. Also not my fault that you live in bum fuck nowhere. I get that this is a fantasy phone sex service, but if you really want to lose your testicles or even get snuffed, I will help you, but you got to help me help you, loser.

Evil Phone Sex Serial Killer Style

Have you ever gotten completely fucking turned on by a serial killer and just want some of the most evil phone sex with them? If not then, well I guess I am deranged and will embrace that shit happily! One of my biggest fantasies is done around necrophilia and a desire for castration phone sex calls.

The idea of having my own collection of real cocks to get off with when the need arises for necrophilia phone sex is really where the Serial Killer style came to be. Imagining being a notorious serial killer that mutilated men by castrating them after draining them of their seed just really got me hot. I imagine myself fucking my victim dry of all his seed and as I feel his final thrust of seed enter my sloppy cunt I reach up and slash his throat.

Evil Phone Sex

Blood pouring all over my bare breasts as I move him off of me. Watching his body grow cold I await rigor mortis to set in making that cock all nice and hard for me. As I watch I smear the blood of my victim all over my breasts masturbating with anticipation of mounting that dead corpse cock and squirting all over it before I castrate him. I will have had a nice collection of castrated cocks from a bunch of dead fucks.

For Michelle – the Sissy Faggot Cock Sucking Whore.

Fantasy phone sex

Michelle called me last night. She had to get something off her chest and I could not help myself but laugh at her the entire time.. Michelle was not her real name.. She was once a he  but that all changed the night he had a sleepover with one of his friend when he was younger. He had no idea that his friend and her mother were going to turn him into a cock sucking, cum eating sissy faggot.. When he told me how the girl and her mother stole his clothes while he was showering leaving nothing but a very very girlie once piece bathing suit. They told him he put his clothes in a puddle of water.. but I knew before he even said anything that he was going to forced to be their bitch! He put on the bathing suit because his soon to be new mommy told him too. He walked out to find them all in swim suits and they told him how pretty she looked! That is when it started.. The powered herbs in bathing suit started shrink his cock.. It was black magic, They worshiped Satin and all evil things he stood for. That’s why they took a good red blooded straight american boy with a tiny cock and turned him into a sissy faggot whore who loves to choke on thick cocks for the rest of his pathetic life. He is a cock sucker for life now!! 

Torture sex with Makayla

Torture sex

Being the spitting image of my mother pissed my father off. That’s why he pimps me out. Everyday its the same thing. I wake up, shoot up and get so fucking high I can’t find my feet. My daddy is my best client. He loves to get me ready for the night. He spreads my legs open and starts to tease me.. tonight it wasn’t his fingers… It was cold.. I think metal and I could feel how sharp it was.. I thought he was going to use his knife to get me scared.. but i looked down to see scissors open around my clit.. He grabbed me by the back of my head and asked me if a dirty whore still needed a clit? I begged him not to do it.. I begged and screamed.. PLEASE DADDY NO! His cock was hard and thrusting in and out of my dry pussy. I was terrified as he fucked me he kept those scissors on my clit.. Told me if I get wet he was going to cut it off.. When the forced rubbing of his cock in and out of my cunt got easier he started to close those scissors around my clit and came deep inside of me as I screamed bloody murder… He laughed as he looked at my half cut off clit… “Now you are ready for your night you dirty fucking whore.” He threw me out of the house naked and bleeding.. 

Castration Phone Sex Sunday

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Sunday has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? I don’t know why, but the holiest of all days seems the best day for junk removal. I love following pervs and jagoffs to church. Seeing them there looking all pious with their families who are clueless about the proclivities of their husbands. Not everyone deserves to have testicles. They are for winners only. This morning my eye was on Martin. Several rumors  have circulated about how he likes to impregnate very young girls then not pay for his bastard offspring. I have heard he runs a little underground sex club for men who like young girls. He is a sex trafficker living in a gated community acting like his shit don’t stink. Now let me be clear here. I hate almost all young girls. I am not some pro brat. I just hate a hypocrite. Martin is running for local office. He wants to ban abortion, deny health care to unwed mothers and has quite the history of uber conservative speech. Yet, he is leading a double life; one extremely opposite to the one he projects. So, I took his balls. Actions have consequences. That was his motto when he said unwed mothers should not be a drain on the tax dollars of working citizens.

 As I had him chained to a chair in my basement, I played back his speech while showing him pictures of all the babies he has fathered and paid squat for. I gave him an option: be out as a hypocrite or get castrated. According to him that was not much of a choice. He called me some names, which I don’t take kindly too, so I chopped his balls off with no numbing cream. Didn’t even seal the wound, so he lost a lot of blood. Made him feel every ounce of pain. Shoved his worthless nuts down his mouth. Yep. I made him swallow his own balls. Seriously, Martin is what is wrong with the world. Smug, hypocritical bastards living in glass houses and throwing big ass bricks don’t deserve to reproduce. I prefer my men to own up and be proud of their actions. You like little girls? You like to torture women? You enjoy blood and gore? Wear your freak flag proudly and never lose your junk, unless you want to of course.

No dream vacation for him.

sadistic phone sexIf only he hadn’t insisted on that dumbass vacation. Do I look like a girl who loves to vacation?  Fuck no. Give me some sadistic phone sex instead anytime. But there we were out on the beach and he is staring at every girl there. So much for our dream vacation. I let him have his fun, flirting, and throwing back tropical drinks. He’d be shitfaced soon and then my own dream vacation could start. He’d find himself all tied up, his dick nailed down and his balls flattened under my heel. Oh, he’d scream but after I poked my icepick into his ear a couple of times, he’d quiet right down. Good thing he wanted this nice little cabana far from everyone else. It was perfect for my sadistic phone sex vacation. I want to see the fear in his eyes and the squeal he makes as his scrotum ruptures. I orgasm as the blood flows and the smell of pain is in the air. This is turning into a much better vacation now. Too bad he wouldn’t live long enough to see the pics. I’ll be putting him into the car along with our suitcases to make that long trek home. And somewhere along the way, I’ll stop, roll his carcass out, squat and piss on it, as I laugh about the poor little boy who just wanted to use me to pay for his vacation. He’ll be on a permanent vacation now, far out in the woods, decaying, as flies dump eggs into his orifices. And I’ll be home, masturbating as I relive the sadistic phone sex torture that I inflicted on him. His vacation was the road to nowhere, my favorite place to go when I need to relieve some stress. Care for a little road trip with me?

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Makayla’s Daddy Loves Mutilation phone sex

Mutilation phone sex

The smell of the whiskey on his breath stung my nose. He smells like a mix of beer, whiskey, garlic and body odor. He has been drinking since he got home from work and now his attention is on me. He call me his sweet angle and said he wanted to show me something. His grin made my skin crawl but to avoid a fight with my daddy I went to him. I sat on his lap and he turned back to his computer. His blood shot green eyes were filled with his sick fantasies. There on the computer was a video of two .. two monsters.. He laughed because I got scared.. He grabbed my pony tail and made me watch the amputee mutant people fisting each other and ripping each other apart. Daddy said this was his dream for me. To be tortured, ripped apart and made into a freak. He pulled his cock out and ripped my head down to his smelly cock.. He throat fucked me while he shoved his whiskey bottle into my pussy.. He clinched his teeth as he fucked me in the pussy with the bottle.. “That’s how it would feel if that bitch with peg legs would fuck your dirty worthless pussy.” He blew his nasty rotten cum load down my throat and passed out while he was still in my mouth.