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Randon Acts of Kindness with Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is the best way to spend Random Acts of Kindness Day. Too many men don’t deserve their balls. I will say it until I am blue in the face, testicles are for winners. And I am going to bet, if you are even reading this blog, you want me to practice a random act of kindness on your balls. Well guess what? I would love too. I’m such a charitable bitch.

Just today, I met a man who was so pathetic I knew I was doing the world a favor by removing his balls. Some guys just scream loser. It is beyond having a tiny dick. It is their whole demeanor. They act like girls. Total sissies or drama queens or prissy little bitches. Sean was all of the above. Found him pitching a fit over his triple mocha at Starbucks. A middle aged man in colored skinny jeans talking like Rupal and being very rude. No man with a big cock wears skinny jeans. No self respecting gay man would be as pudgy and poorly groomed as he was and no gay guy is rude to a barista.

torture sexSo I made a snap decision to practice a random act of kindness for him and for my beloved baristas that make my drink perfectly every day. I followed him to his car, shoved a needle in his ass that incapacitated him, then pushed him in my car. He woke up naked, suspended with his worthless balls in a vice. I lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring around his worthless pecker then put my cigarette out on his testicles. He screamed like a bitch, so I gave him some serious cock and ball torture. Lit cigarette, electric shock, several whacks and a few punches. I told him he was receiving charity as I tightened the vice grip until I busted his nuts. He cried like a bitch, but busted nuts are easier to slice off. One clean slice with my knife, a soldering pen to where the nuts were to stop the bleeding, and he was singing soprano. Since I am such a charitable bitch, I gave him a shot of penicillin, wiped his tears and told him I did him a favor. Can’t act like a girly bitch and expect to keep your balls. Maybe you need some random acts of castration bestowed on you?

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The dark side of Mardi Gras

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There is a light party side that every knows about Mardi Gras the side no one wants to know about, well that is where I shine. I get dressed up and go out to the parties. I am the dark sided Mardi Gras queen and you are my victim. My sexy black corset barley covers my pierced nipples. The black gem nipple ring I have in my nipples makes your mouth water. My dark piercing eyes are locked into your soul. You are mine. You look at my strappy sexy heels, up my legs. You want to rip my fish net tights and lick my bare skin. You are under my dark sexual spell. I start to walk away from the party, away from the light. The light is dim, the music is soft. You have not taken your eyes off of me. You fallowed me down a dark alley way. I stop walking as you get closer. You wrap  your arms around my waist and kiss my neck softly.

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I can feel your hard cock in my low back. I turn around smacking you in the face. You want me even more. You grabbed me and shoved me up against the wet brick wall, kissing me deeply and down my body. You get to my pussy and you start kissing my cunt through my panties. You want me so fucking bad, and I need your cum. I pull you up by your hair as you unzip your pants. You pulled your thick cock out as I lick my fingers and start rubbing my cunt. You pick me up and slide me down on your cock, fuck it feel so god damn good, it is such a shame you will never feel a woman’s warm wet pussy on your cock again. You start pounding my pussy harder and harder, I whisper in your ear to cum inside of me. I bite your neck as you blow your load deep inside of my pussy. At the moment you cum, you feel the sharp pain as I slice your neck open. Not everyone survives Mardie Gras. 

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taboo phone sex with the mascot

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I used to love football until I got taken advantage of. I was headed to the stadium on foot surrounded by hundreds of people and no one noticed me getting kidnapped and raped! I was almost by the ticket stands when a mascot grabbed me squeezing my tits and smacking my ass In front of hundreds of people and no one said a thing since they thought it was all an act .

The mascot then preceded to pull me into his dressing room trailer. As I kicked and screamed for help as every one laughed and chuckled I could not have even imagined what would happen to me. Once I was inside, the mascot pulled off my clothing ripping my clothes off of my body exposing my nude cold body. He began to snicker as he threw me on the floor. Never would I have thought a mascot could mock me so much.

He whipped his cock out. I screamed for help hoping some one could hear me and instead the mascot laughed shouting as loud as he could “no one can hear you stupid cunt!” You are mine bitch!” I panicked as I began to swing my arms at this man and instead he punched me in the face knocking me into the ground. As I Iaid there on the ground naked and cold bleeding from my nose with my left eye burning and swollen shut I begin to continue fighting.

He climbs on top of me and said “you are mine now and there is nothing you can do just take it you nasty whore!” I began to cry as he held me down chocking me as he shoved his rock hard cock down my dry tight cunt. Screaming in pain as he continued to penetrate me. He thrust in and out pounding my pussy harder and harder. He covered my mouth as I took his huge thrusts. He covered all my holes in his cum and left me on the floor bleeding and covered In his sweat from making my cunt raw. I lied there only to receive piss all over me. He made me drenching wet in his warm liquid that made my body numb from all the trauma.

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sex karmaBinding her to the table with her legs spread wide made my cunt fucking gush. On the table next to her are my surgical tools. None of them sterile or even shiny and silver anymore. The are dull and coated with blood and rust, just the way a well used set of surgical instruments should be. She has her eyes closed so tight that her face is disfigured, time to pry those eyelids opened so I can see the pain and fear. Taking out the sewing kit I pry those pretty little eyes opened and begin to stitch her eyelids open.  Now for the fun stuff, alligator clips, wire and prying that cunt open so that I can see what I am doing. I think I will remove the clitoris first. such a delicate surgery and with dull blades….Ahh the screams, the blood, the eyelids that are ripping as she tries to shut her eyes. Next we move to the pussy lips…Castration phone sex…it’s not just for men any more!

Kidnapping phone sex

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I’ve been missing for two weeks since these men snatched my little whore ass up. I have been in their basement this whole time. They all whore black masks that covered their faces. I was tied to a table that was covered in my blood since they kept hacking away at my skin. These men were ready to see my body lifeless. I cried for help asking them to release me- and instead I was stripped naked, bruised, and battered. They used sharp tools to torture me in different ways. They fucked my holes and filled them with cum while one of them cut my nipples then burned them with metal. Others penetrated my cunt with scissors seeing what they could snip. My ass hole was fucked with a sharp objects until I bled non stop. My throat was fucked by each of men and then shortly after all my teeth were pulled out to gum them with my mouth. They laughed as they used a scalpel to rip out my clit telling me there is no enjoyment in being a whore. Right when I thought they were going to kill me by slitting my throat I  then awoke- only to find my stupid pathetic whore ass by a ditch.

Bloody Phone Sex

bloody phone sex angieMutilation madness…is it madness…or is it sanity of the darkest kind? I like to think that my world is the sane one while the rest of the world is on a roller coaster with blinders on. oblivious of the sadistic world they live in. My brother agrees…He is strikingly handsome and the woman swoon over him, making him the perfect accomplice. He is able to lure the most beautiful, perfect female specimens into his confidence. They get lost in the twinkle of his green eyes and the soothing sound of his rich, deep voice. We both enjoy the sound of flesh being ripped apart. The sound of horrified screams and the site of blood spattering across the floor and walls. We relish the feel of the warm liquid as it hits our bodies and drips down our flesh. Tonight we were feeling especially sadistic and evil and the sweet young thing he picked up was in for the treat of her life. She didn’t resist at all when he told her he was going to tie her down. In fact she begged him to tighten the restraints. Asking him to bring on the kink. I watched, naked in the shadows as e lived out the most violent rape fantasy I have ever seen. By the time he motioned for me to emerge from my vantage point, my cunt was already dripping wet and my adrenaline was pumping so hard I could hear the sound of my blood pumping through my veins. I grabbed a hand full of her hair so that she couldn’t turn away and watch as he began the mutilation that would end her life. He always starts with the breasts. I couldn’t wait till she took her last breath so that I could cut the ropes off, throw her lifeless body to the floor, lay in her blood and have him fuck me hard as we both relived what just happened in our mind’s eye. violent phone sex angie

Torture phone sex with Makayla

Torture phone sex

Torture phone sex is hot. Listening to a stupid whore like me scream as you tell me what to do to myself. You know I am a dirty stupid whore and I need to be punished. My sweet pink cunt has been fucked, fisted, stabbed and stuffed with so many things. I will fuck a knotted cock and take all that nasty cum for you. I will degrade myself as I cut my body for you. The pain of a slice into my pale skin makes my pussy wet. Seeing the deep red blood gush out of my fresh new fuck hole makes me want to ride your cock. I want to be hurt and be punished for being a nasty fuck hole for you. Make me your worthless bitch. Try all the evil things you have ever wanted to do. I am your willing victim and I need it. I crave pain. I crave the pain you want to inflict on me.

Castration Phone Sex Purifies the Human Race

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is way more popular than you would think. That makes me giddy like a school girl knowing how many men out there can admit they don’t deserve to have their testicles. I’m not saying I liked the Nazis, but I appreciated their scientific experiments to preserve their race. I look at castration as a method of purifying the human race. We have to make sure that only the finest specimens reproduce. Sure there are plenty of worthless women out there that need sterilized or their twats stitched closed. But, it if we can prevent the dead beat dads, losers with tiny dicks, the stupid fucks, the trailer trash rednecks, perverts and annoying self absorbed tools from procreating, we can make the human race stronger, better. I am a firm believer that assholes breed assholes.

Take my latest victim for example. Tony has sired 14 brats. He pays for none of them, subsequently his baby mamas are draining our tax dollars living off of welfare because Tony lacks the manhood to take care of his brats. I got wind of this lothario through a mutual friend and paid him a visit. The conceited tool thought I was there to fuck. He was like “you really aren’t my type, but I can toss you a bone, bitch.” I laughed hysterically. He looked so perplexed until he saw my big ass knife. Now, normally with the more willing castration victims, I use a castration chair, maybe slip them a roofie to dull the pain, and I most definitely try to cauterize the wound so they don’t bleed out.

snuff pornI could give a fuck if Tony ever took a breath again. I held the knife to his throat while I made him pull his pants down. I listed off a litany of reasons he didn’t deserve his balls. He thought it was all a joke. That one of his baby mamas was punking him, until I sliced his balls off. They hit the floor and looked like fish out of water. I stepped on his worthless nut sack with my high heels and squished them like a bug. Then, the fun part. I made him step barefoot on his own balls or lose his cock too. Of course after he stepped on his own worthless balls, I lobbed his cock off too. He shouldn’t ever fuck again. No woman, even ones I hate with a passion, should ever have to deal with this loser. I’m hoping he just bled out on the floor. I’ll take your junk too. I don’t even need a good reason.

Kidnapping phone sex

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I got off of work really late tonight. I am having some car trouble and my phone is dead so my only option is to wait for the bus. It’s pitch black outside and I get this overwhelming thought that I am being followed. Sure enough I noticed some guy lurking in the shadows. He is licking his lips and looking me up and down. I look away and try to ignore him. the man walks up to me trying to approach me. I blow him off as best as I can. Grabbing my wrist he tells me to come with him, his eyes are glazed over and I obviously refuse. I mean I know I am a vulnerable pathetic little filthy ass whore who is basically asking for dirty thing to happen to me with the way that I am dressed but come on now, I just want to get home. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of being frightened even though I am sure the look in my eyes say all he needs to know. My heart is racing and pounding through my chest underneath of my Black dress. He reaches his hand under my dress only to find my soaking wet cunt leaking through my shear panty hose. I think about running but I know my sexy heals will only help me fail at trying to escape his grasp. A van rolls up and I’m suddenly forced into it. My face is buried in the thighs of a big black man with a twitching black cock pole pressed against my cheek. He thinks it’s funny to keep ramming my head into it by pulling my hair lifting my face up and slamming my face into it. It feels like concert under my face. There is about five guys groping me and laughing their asses off taking about what they are going to do to me. They talk about slicing my skin open, shitting in my face, pissing in my eyes, and having their way with me- stretching every hole I have to the limit. I start to cry and one smacks me hard across the face. He tells my stupid slutty whore ass to shut the fuck up or else I will get what’s coming to me right now rather then later. They talk about ending my life or using me as a little breeding whore. May if I be good and beg they will give me some sympathy.