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Castration Phone Sex Through the New Year

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Castration phone sex Christmas? Christmas may have come and gone, but I am still castrating losers. Ball removal is my gift to me. I have quite the collection this year too. I have severed more testicles this month than I have all year. I had no clue there were so many losers around who needed to part with their balls. I met one such loser at Walmart last night. I hate going to Walmart. Only the dregs of society shop at Wally World. My phone charger died on me, and it was the only place open in the middle of the night to get a new one. I sucked it up and the first person I meet is a douche bag player who thought he could pick up a Goth chick in Walmart. I would never date or hook up with some leisure suit Larry I met at Walmart. He stalked me. He harassed me. And when he got pissy after I rejected him, I decided he need a free ball removal. I was not even going to charge him. This castration was on me. I played his game. I got him to think he was in control luring me back to his apartment. I know he thought he was going to bang me. I mean I am not desperate. I am never desperate. He did not deserve to live thinking I was going to fuck him. Men are so delusional. I do not pick up guys in Walmart. I spiked his drink when he was not looking. He woke up tied to a chair naked. I stuffed my panties in his mouth which was as close to my hot pussy as he was going to get. Torture sex ensued when I whacked his balls off with a kitchen knife. I could have cauterized the wound, but he annoyed me. I mean who hits on women at 1 am in a Walmart? No man that deserves to reproduce. No clue if he bled out or if he was able to get some help. I left his severed balls on the table with a Christmas bow. If he survives and gets his balls reattached, they will never work like they once did. I made him a eunuch for Christmas.

Christmas Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexIt was a castration phone sex Christmas for me. It is a tradition for me. I have no family alive anymore, but that does not give me the holiday blues. I always find some poor sap who wants to spend Christmas with me. Some schmuck who overestimates my need for him.  I was sitting at a bar alone last night. I knew someone would approach me. Someone always does. They falsely assume I am desperate and lonely. They think I am an easy lay. They think they are doing me a favor by taking me home. Cannot play the player. This loser fell into my lap so easily last night. He had cheesy pick-up lines, and back-handed compliments. Just some loser who has to troll for pussy. He will not be trolling any more because I took his nuts. I could have killed him. Perhaps, I should have killed him. I wanted him to be scarred for life and I wanted him to have a memory that would never fade. He will never troll for another chick again because I neutered him. I took is balls in his own bed. He never saw it coming either. He had me pinned on his bed, but I was not helpless. My big sharp knife was nearby. And that knife sliced his testicles off with one swipe. The look on his face was priceless. I do not think he felt it until he saw the blood. It was like the alcohol and shock numbed the initial pain, but once he saw the blood and his severed balls, he knew what happened. He fell over and I had to decide if this was just torture sex, or a snuff date. I went into his kitchen and heated up a pan. Then I cauterized his wound. He will have a nasty scar, but he will live, and he will never fuck again. He will not underestimate women ever again either.

Hanged Man

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He’s a torture phone sex Hanged man. And not of the tarot card variety either. He needs that sweet end of death by noose. This man needs a dominant mistress who isn’t afraid to kill him by hanging. The simplest and oldest execution style to date. I am in love with classics of death such as this. The rope being pulled taught as a chair is kicked out from beneath him makes my Mistress pussy ache for destruction. 

But This torture sex slave has a plan he needs implemented. He needs to be kidnapped, drugged and put in painfully tight bondage! His Balls banded up and left to rot off for a whole week before his hanging! I imagine the shiverling of those beautiful balls day by day. The death of his cumming life, before his ultimate complete death. Those testicles will become raisins on the floor. His manhood dehydrated, and useless. He will feel the pain, but the Heroin injected will help as we go through cock torture and drive him insane before our final act! A week of pain before he gets that perfected slow hanging death, no broken necks here. A slow strangle as he sways back and forth in the pain chambers! Snuff phone sex Mistress wishes ultimate destruction, castration, and mutilation of men.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?

Master’s Punishment Makes Me Squirt!

Every twisted little slut like me needs a master to bring the pain when she is out of control! I’ll admit it, sometimes I act out for the attention it gets me. I’ll take all the drugs, drink all the liquor and fuck all the cocks without any regard for the consequences. Master likes to torture me when I get like this, when I start behaving like the little demon slut that I am. I act out because I crave master’s punishment, only he can tame my wild cock hungry cunt. Only he can torture fuck me into submission in a way that calms the beast inside me. He knows how to tie me up, flog me and force me to take any size dildo in my ass that he feels suitable. Master owns my holes and I don’t care who knows it!

Teaching A Young Slut A Lesson For The Holidays

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Since it I is the holidays, I wanted to make a young slut regret being on the streets. I found the perfect one she was young and slutty. I lured her in with my sweet smile and promise of money and a break. When we got to my place, I undressed her showing her it was ok it was just me and that I am kinky and tied her up. That is when my friend with his 10 in cock came out, she had a dumb look on her face like any slut would have. That is when I slapped her and told her she was going to get what a dumb slut gets for being out in the streets. I bent her ass over and rammed my fist in her cunt. As she yelled, he shoved his BBC in her mouth to shut her up making her gag on it. Tears streamed down her face as I fisted her young cunt and he choked her with his cock.  I told him to come stick his cock in her ass and he did. I grabbed her by her throat slamming her on his cock. I didn’t stop even as her body was going limp, I was going to use her to milk his cock and that is what I did. When we were finished with her, I dumped her limp useless body back in the streets where I found her.  

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Can be a Holiday Escape

murder phone sex fantasiesDo the holidays bring out your murder phone sex fantasies? They do most men. I met this man at the mall last week. He seemed flustered shopping. I thought I was being nice by offering to help him shop for the special lady in his life. Sometimes, men need help picking out the perfect gift for their significant other. He was handsome. He seemed like a typical white-collar man in love. He was dressed nice, but he was not wearing an Armani suit or anything. We walked around the mall, and I helped him get the perfect gift for his love. He was going to get her a juicer. I saved his marriage. He asked me for a drink to say thanks. I thought he was harmless. He was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I was in his car with him when he tased me. I pissed his car seat and passed out. I woke up on the cold ground in the middle of the woods. I had no clue where I was. I thought maybe I was alone, but as soon as I sat up, he came running at me. He was waiting until I was awake to explore his rape phone sex fantasies. I was dumbfounded. He told me I was just dumb. He has no special lady. He explained that there is always some dumb bimbo offering to help him out. It is how he lures his victims. Brilliant like Ted Bundy. He did not look like a serial killer. He tore my holes up with his cock and his fists. Then he strangled me. I passed out, but I was not dead like he hoped. I tried to shallow my breathing and play dead. I am a good pain slut, so when he carved his knife in my flesh, I did not move. I played dead well enough that he left me. I will be the one who got away. My 9 lines though are coming to an end.

Taboo Phone Sex Mommy Whore

taboo phone sexI will put the taboo in your taboo phone sex holidays. Rape fantasies for mommy soar this time of year too. I think holidays stir up memories of cock teasing and whore mommies. I do not tease my sons. I fuck them. I do not fuck everyone else in town but them either. I did a hot rape fantasy last night with a caller. This guy told me his mom was a stripper when he was growing up in the 70s. She would have wild parties with girls and customers from the club. They would drink, do coke and have orgies. My caller would watch, but anytime he tried to join in she scolded him, even shamed him for being too small to play with the grownups. He grew into his teen years, and his mommy was a drunk party mom. She still fucked other men, even her son’s friends, but always denied him. He told me the first time he explored his rape phone sex fantasies with his mother she was passed out cold and full of cum already. He dumped his load in her while she was passed out and she never knew. He got a taste for it then. He fucked her many more times while she was incapacitated too. He grew more and more resentful because she fucked everyone but him. One time when he was in high school, she woke up when he was fucking her. She threw a fit. Threatened to call the cops on her own son. That was the first time he smacked her around. I was getting so wet listening to my caller talk about the naughty things he did to his mother over the years. I love roleplay phone sex calls. We relived one of those moments on the phone and I came so hard. I can be your mommy whore too, willing or unwilling, either gets me wet.

Castration Phone Sex is a Gift

castration phone sexI was surprised how many men want castration phone sex for the holidays. Many men want to ring in the new year without balls. Guess what? I am more than happy to remove your balls. They are overrated and the cause of so many problems in this world. Men are slaves to their nuts and that makes them do stupid shit. I have a running ad on the dark net for ball removal. Many guys wuss out. They contact me, even agree to my payment, but never show up. I was not expecting Trevor to show up, but he did. He was excited about having his nut sack removed. I rarely see a man so happy to say bye bye to his nuts as him. I had my castration chair ready. I had it decked out for the holidays with garland and Christmas lights. I had all my knives lined up and ready to use. Even had a soldering pen on hand to cauterize the wound. He paid me the ten thousand in cash that I asked. This was like stealing candy from a brat. I thought this was easy. Then I saw him naked. The biggest ball sack I have ever seen. Nuts I would expect to see on an elephant or a horse, but not a 5’7 man. I think he must have had some sort of ailment for them to be that big. I did my best to get a castration band around that huge ball sack, but nothing I had was big enough, so I tied them off with rope. Took longer than usual to turn purple. No knife was severing his balls. I used a box cutter. There was a lot of blood. That little pen did nothing because it was a gaping wound. I had to use a heated frying pan. I got his balls gone, but it was pure torture sex for him with such a large nut sack. I get why he wanted them gone. Sitting on a bowling ball cannot be comfortable. That was the first castration I have done that required so much labor. If I could take his bowling ball nuts, I can take yours.

Sadistic Phone Sex Holidays

Santa molests little brats and is an alcoholic. My holiday card for Sadistic phone sex celebrations and wishes should portray just that. I’m Santa’s sadistic little elf and boy do I enjoy all the girls and boys screaming up a storm. Normally I hate screaming brats. But when they are screaming due to the torturous ways I am playing with them, it’s heart warming.

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This year my sadistic desires will land me in the Hospital. I will enjoy being the sadistic happy elf to a p-santa in a bloody red suit. Yeah I decided to get daddy santa vasectomy. I will do it my way. I will do this in the morgue and embalm his balls only to feed them to Donner and Vixen, Santa’s two favorites. Wasted homeless Santas on every corner of NYC will need to watch out for me. I am on a clean up spree and there is a section of the hospital above the morgue that is going to really enjoy some special fun. Little brats will get gifts but these gifts wont make them happy.

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