I love snuff porn. It is foreplay for me. I brought a guy home from a party last night. He thought he was getting lucky. He was in away, but really, it was me who was the lucky one. I was going to snuff him. He was annoying as fuck. Wouldn’t take no for an answer at the party. Followed me around like a puppy dog and even insulted me when I said no for the tenth time. He was the friend of a friend, so I was giving him the benefit of the doubt. That benefit was gone when he said I should feel grateful for the attention. He was so stupid, he bought my 180 turn around. I mean what woman goes to saying no 100 times to suddenly begging a guy to come home with her? No girl plays that hard to get. The way I saw it, he deserved to be killed for being that stupid. I tied him up to my bed claiming I wanted to have some BDSM fun. I put in a porn movie. He thought it was going to be a kinky porno, so he was horrified to see a man being castrated and tortured to death by a Goth goddess. He still didn’t understand that life was about to imitate art. I put a ball gag in his mouth because the annoying sound of his voice was going to make me kill him quickly. I wanted to enjoy the snuff sex. I cut his balls off first, then I severed his cock. I made minor cuts all over his body before I severed a major artery and watched him bleed out slowly. I think killing him should have won me a prize or something. I did the world a favor. Maybe I need to do the world another favor and get rid of you too?
Category: Knife play phone sex
Snuff Porn: Life Imitates Art
Brat Crusher
I never thought it would happen to me but I ended up preggo by total accident and worst yet, it was my soccer coach’s sweet little angel. I couldn’t even tell him about what had happen from cream filling my cunny up. I knew I had to handle this myself so I researched a clinic locally to help me take care of the situation, so to speak. When I was already 13 weeks along and showing, even beneath my baggy gym clothes that I had been hoping would hide the result of my teeny lust for older men. When I arrived, I did find it kind of strange that it was only men who worked at the particular location. They gave me a test and an ultrasound to prove the obvious that I was in fact totally preggers. The doctor seemed nice enough and he explained the procedure as being pretty non-invasive. He had me lay back on the operating table and open my legs. He began by telling me I needed to relax a little bit, rubbing his thumb on my clitty and bringing me to an orgasm but that’s when things got much darker. He cranked my pussy open with a speculum while his two assistants bound my wrists down to the table. He strapped my ankles in too! That’s when he climbed on top of me and begun jumping and grinding down my belly, crushing my would-be bundle of joy. I watched as the blood poured out of my sore cunny and tears ran down my eyes. He then popped the speculum out of me and force fucked me while his male nurses watched and jacked off. After he finished up, they sucked the doctor’z jizz out of me as well as any left over bits from the pregnancy. A few weeks have gone by and I still haven’t started my period. Do you think I’m going to have to go back to the brat crusher for help?
The Twelve Days of Castration Phone Sex
I have a little game going for the holiday season called the “The Twelve Days of Castration.” So, if you enjoy castration phone sex, you should get some of my special holiday spirit. December is always my highest month for junk removal. People, especially men, annoy the fuck out of me. There are so few real men in this world anymore. We have a society of cry babies, sissies, self-entitled assholes, wimps, cyber bullies, whiners and misogynistic pigs. So, I spread holiday cheer by ensuring that fewer of them exist in the world. The thing about men, even those I don’t deem very manly, is they never report sexual assault. I think removing someone’s nuts constitutes assault, at least torture sex. I am collecting worthless nut sacks all months for my jingle balls collection. I chop off the nuts, persevere them in formaldehyde and use red or green dye to give them a festive look. I have a collection of holiday nuts adorning my fireplace like stockings. We all know more than one man who should not reproduce. Maybe even you! Last night I removed the nuts of a 20-year-old college boy who likes to roofie coeds then force fuck them. He was nominated for my Twelve Days of Castration by a friend of mine who works at the university and is tired of him getting off every time with a slap on the wrist. Patriarchal boys club mentality doesn’t scare me. I am a sadistic bitch with a huge ass knife collection. Tyler won’t be assaulting coeds anymore. Fuck, he won’t even be assaulting his own dick anymore. Tonight’s recipient of free junk removal is Kirk, a red neck cheating wife abuser. His wife found me on the dark net and offered to pay me, but I was happy to take his nuts for free after hearing all about him. Will you be on my naughty list this year?
Snuff Dreams
I had the most wickedest dream last night I had to wake up and write about it. I was coming out of work getting into my car. When all of a sudden I was grabbed from behind and my head banged up against the car door. My body went limp but I did not pass out. Who ever it was threw me into my car, and handcuffed my wrists behind my back. He drove me somewhere I have no idea where. But when we got to where we were going he dragged me out of car. Cuts my clothes off with a knife, even digging into my flesh as he does. He is punching and kicking at my naked body. I could feel the pain in my dream. And it felt amazing. I could feel him raping me with the knife. Gutting my insides. I could actually feel the blood drip out of cunt. Then without warning he snuffed the life right out of me. And that is where I woke up right before my death. And the blood I could feel dripping out of my cunt was my cunt juices leaking as I squirted. Making a huge mess on my bed.
Cutting Off My Sister’s Clit
So my little sister has always been “Miss Perfect” and it’s always driven me totally crazy. She get better grades in school, she’s a cheerleader (*puuuuuuke*) and I even think mom and dad love her more but I figured out the best way to get even. I’m going to cut that little bitch’s clit right off. I got a hold of some crazy Mexican sleeping pills that are basically roofies and I slipped it into that stupid cunt’s protein shake this morning. On the walk to school she started getting lightheaded and being the good older sister that I am I escorted her to “safety” which was really just the abandoned warehouse we pass by. Once she started to fade off to dream land, I tied her hands behind her back and each of her ankles to the rusty support beams that hold the shanty roof together. There were dead rats and birds all over the place and the place smelled like death. My pussy was getting soaking wet just thinking about how evil I was about to be by mutilating her privates which would make sex painful for her forever. I pulled her panties down and opened up her little labia lips, exposing her clit. Going down on her, licking and sucking the clit to get it nice a plump so I could be sure to cut the entire thing right off. Then I pulled out my trusty scissors that I had just sharpened for this task. Taking them right up to her clit and in one hard *snip* it was bye, bye for lil sister’s clitty! I then shoved it up into her pussy and force fucked her with the scissors for good measure. After I tore her clothes off and punched myself a bunch of times so that it would look like there was a huge struggle. I ended up blaming it on a maniac who tried to kidnap us. Lol She’ll never know it was actually me who did it. Hopefully now she’ll get off her high horse. But just in case, what do you think my next plan should be?
Daddy’s Forced Abortion
Daddy found out I was preggo. I guess there’s some rule where if you take a pregnancy test at school the nurse has to call one of your family members. I begged the school nurse not to call my daddy because I knew he would be furious, especially since the chances of him not being the father were pretty slim. Daddy showed up and picked me up from the office. Putting on his sweet and caring daddy act in front of all of the staff but I was shaking. Once we got into the car, that’s when daddy started unfolding the plan at hand. He was going to force my unborn angel out of my belly and that would be the end of that. What ever he wanted to do with the bastard little one would be up to him and I would be lucky to survive the order as a whole. Once we got him he instructed me to lay down on the bed. He immediately sat down right on top of the little bump forming on my belly- jumping on me repeatedly and screaming that I was a whore. I could feel the sack about the burst but daddy wasn’t done. He got a knife and cut my womb open. There was blood everywhere. He then stuck his erect cock into the brand new fuck hole and started fucking my womb, taking the knife inside a few time and making cuts to the already dead precious little. After he was done force fucking my womb, he reached in and pulled out what remained of my little dreamer. He opened her mouth and skull fucked it until his cock came out the other side of her head. After he wrapped her up and made me hold my dead little, saying only one last thing- if you’re going to be a little whore for anyone else than daddy- you’ll be the one wrapped up in dirty shop rags covered in blood next time.
Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbitt is My Hero
Have you been searching for castration phone sex? You may have read it is my speciality. I am a sick bitch. My personal hero is Lorena Bobbit. She didn’t take the balls, she took the whole damn dick! I channeled my hero this weekend. I was at this new Goth club. Normally, ass wipe, douche bag hipsters don’t frequent such clubs, but I found the one who did. From his skinny jeans to his cheesy pornstache, he annoyed the fuck out of me. Out of all the punk princesses in the club, he fixated on me. He took my blunt “Get the fuck out of my face” statement as flirting. I don’t flirt. I either fuck you, kill you or castrate you. He ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. Dude, what the fuck? This is like an Absinthe kind of place. He was the biggest tool I have encountered in a long time. I decided to castrate him in the bathroom. I would cut his balls off and pin them to the bathroom wall as a warning to other guys that this is not a pick-up bar. I made him think he was getting lucky in the bathroom, but it was me who was getting lucky. I told him to show me his cock and balls. When he unzipped his pants, I pulled out his cock. As I was getting ready to slice his ball sack off, I slipped. I took more than the tip! I ended up Lorena Bobbitting him. His pecker was sliced clear off. Blood was spurting all over the bathroom floors and walls. It was a happy accident! I thought perhaps I should call for help. I mean that can kill a guy. I just walked out of the bathroom, with his pecker in my purse. I drove home and fed it to my Pitbull. Next day I heard about a man found in a pool of blood in a new club missing his penis. There was a large search for his severed dick. I just laughed and patted my dog’s head.
Bloody phone sex
I was on a date and I happened to get my time of the month right when we were about to get down right dirty. When his fingers slipped inside of me and he pulled them out, only to see how bloody they were- he got even more turned on. He reached in his pant pockets and pulled out a shinny metal knife.
I wanted to get up and run, but before I could he shoved his cold blade right into my cunt. I guess my flow was not heavy enough for him. He stabbed my cunt over and over again. My legs are slippery wet in my blood. He takes his cock out and shoves it into the gaped open new hole that he has made. He starts pumping in and out of me, saturating his cock in my blood.
I guess after he is done he is just going to leave my body here to bleed out.
Knife Work Practice
You have been instructing me for awhile on the pleasure of knife play. Having me drag the blade across my thighs first to get used to the sensation then ordering me to press harder and harder. Cutting off my labia was fun although I cannot lie, it did hurt a whole lot. I’m a bit of a self inflicting sadist though, as you know by now for sure. Watching the look in your eyes while we take turns digging the tip of the blade into my flesh and seeing how big and full of pleasure your face grows while I use my body like a personal voodoo doll. You even got these amazing needles that we stick directly into my ovaries from my tummy itself. Being your human pin cushion for your darkest desires is what gets me off. Finally, you get the big knife out that is double sided and have me ride it like a mounted dildo until it cuts me open. Creating just one giant fuck hole from vagina opening to anal wall. We still have more work to do and personally, I look forward to it.
Castration Phone Sex with Venus
Castration phone sex is by far my favorite. I am not a man hater. Guys think that because I like removing some dude’s nuts that I am some ball busting male hater. I look at what I do as charity. I am stopping the spread of stupidity. I am stopping the spread of misogynistic behavior. If a guy begs me for junk removal, he is no man. He doesn’t deserve his testicles. Those are for winners. Many times, however, I take a guy’s junk for free. I consider that charity. I did some fine charity work over the weekend. The mall is my hunting ground. Usually when I am there, however, I am hunting young flesh to exterminate. I have noticed a dirty old pervert stalking the jailbait for weeks. Facial recognition programs told me he was on the sex offenders list. He diddled some young girls and showed his old creepy genitals to some other girls playing in the park. He was clearly hunting new victims. I appreciate other sick fucks, but I do hate a certain type of P man. The ugly fat slobs with no game who even a fat ugly girl would reject. I confronted him. I explained I knew who he was, and I would report him for violating his parole. He tried to pull a knife on me in the food court. I knocked it out of his hand and pushed him into a public restroom. I yanked down his pants, laughed at his small pecker and cut off his balls. Right then, I de nutted the creeper. I had nothing to stop the bleeding because I planned on drugging him and doing this at home. I flushed his nuts down the toilet and told him he won’t be preying on young girls again. I walked out of the bathroom with a big smile. I heard later a man had been rushed to the hospital, the victim of a violent castration. He is an old pervert who preyed on young girls. The list of suspects who wanted his balls, I was sure was long. It was a charitable castration.












