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Castration Phone Sex Because The World Already Has Too Many Losers

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is what I want for Christmas. And I do not care if you want it or not. I am the wicked butcher. Always armed with a big knife, I stalk my prey like a hunter. Last night, I went hunting at college bars. I knew I would find some jerk frat boy with useless equipment I could remove. And as it turned out, I had a plethora of candidates to choose from.

I went with the drunk frat boy who I observed insulting girls. This guy did not look like any prize either. However, he acted like he was the best thing that could ever happen to a college girl. I watched him insult girls left and right when they rejected him. But when he insulted me thinking that crap would get him laid, I decided he would get my Merry Christmas cock and ball torture sex for free.

I brought him home. Made him think I was drunk and horny. But I was neither. At least not for him. I made him undress for me to confirm what I already knew. And I had the proof of his worthless junk right in front of me. If he measured 4 inches hard, I would be shocked. But I acted like I wanted to suck that cock so bad. My performance seemed Oscar worthy, LOL.

Men Need to See Their Junk as a Privilege Not an Entitlement

While in front of him, on my knees, I pulled out my knife and slashed his balls right off. His blood sprayed all over my face. But that’s not a problem. I bathe in blood. He started screaming and calling me names. I am impervious to that shit. I watched him run around my house like a chicken with his head cut off.

Neutering him was my Christmas gift to all coeds on his campus. And women everywhere. The world does not need another asshole male. He eventually passed out from blood loss. So, while he was out, I gave him a drug to erase his memory and knock him out so I could cauterize his wound and dump him in the woods near the bar I picked him up at.

When he wakes up, he will have no clue what happened to him. No memory of me. And no memory of how he lost his worthless nuts. Merry Bloody Phone Sex Christmas you filthy animals.

Kidnapped Used And Abused

Kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex.  I was leaving work digging in my purse for my keys when my mouth and nose is covered from behind, everything goes blank, when I wake up  in a strange room,naked  hanging from the ceiling, bound by ropes, a full face gag on my head, I try to squirm and wiggle free but that only makes the ropes tighter. You hear my muffled screams through the door, Shut the fuck up whore! Screaming wont help you now, If you want to make it out of this alive you will keep your fucking mouth shut! you tell me as you run the blade of a very sharp knife across my throat,tears running down my face, you lick them with a sticky tongue that smells of cigarettes and whiskey, I hear your pants unzip, feel a hard cock pressed against my soft ass, my ass cheeks spread wide and your thick cock shoved in my asshole no lube only your funky saliva on the head of your huge fucking cock, fucking me up my ass for what seems like hours first your cock , then a dildo that had to be about 3 inches around,my asshole was on fire its now numb, my whole body is numb from hours and hours of being tortured and abused at the hands of you, I have been tased ,whipped, choked,pissed on, spit on. When your friends arrived you removed my gag so they could rape my mouth, fill it with cum , piss,one of the nasty motherfuckers even spit in my mouth. Just when I think the torture is over, you bring in a furry four leg friend to mount me, filling my sore pussy with his red rocket spewing his load inside me, When his furry cock finally returns to its normal size he gets off me. Thankfully nobody wants to follow up behind him, I’m determined to be useless until one of you decides to take a huge shit on my chest. You blindfold me, wrapping my bruised and abused body in a dirty blanket,Knocking me out with a chemical soaked cloth, When I come to I’m naked in a field covered in shit, piss cum and any other body fluids you can think of. 

Violent Phone Sex Christmas Because It’s More Fun to Spread Christmas Fear

violent phone sexViolent phone sex Christmas has a nice ring to it. Don’t you agree? I love to spread fear this time of year. But I am no Grinch. I am not stealing presents from little brats. Instead, I am castrating perverts and men who annoy me. Even men who try to ruin Christmas for others.

Last week, a woman hired me off the dark web. She wanted revenge on her ex-husband who refuses to pay support or help get his brats Christmas gifts. He sounded like a real Grinch to me. So, I knew what I needed to do. Castrate her ex for free. I normally do not kill or torture for free. But I guess I was in a giving mood. The holidays make me want to give back.

She gave me all the info I needed. And I asked her if she wanted me to kill him, but she said no. She just wanted to hurt him and scare him into paying support. So, I paid her ex a visit in the middle of the night. I used the hidden key to get inside. Easy peasy. I found him sleeping. More like passed out drunk. Well, that makes castration phone sex so much easier.

Not All Men Deserve To Have Their Balls

I tied him up to his bed and he still did not wake up. He sleeps nude. Which made it easier too. When I slapped him awake, he thought one of his friends sent him a hooker. I do not look like a hooker. He wished I was one though after I took his junk. I put a castration band around his nuts and just waited as his balls turned blue.

While we waited for that, I encouraged him to help his family out more or I would take his cock and his life too. He deserved to be neutered. According to his ex-wife, he blows all his money on hookers and young sugar babies. Since he can no longer fuck, he can spend money on his brats now.

I made a bloody phone sex mess out of his bed. Although I untied him from his bed, I knew he was in too much pain and shock to come after me.  I spread Christmas fear in him. But his ex-wife sees it more as Christmas cheer. You better watch out men, this wicked butcher knows if you have been good or bad.

Fuck my cold body in Necrophilia Phone Sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex

For my Necrophilia Phone Sex, I draw my inspiration from some of the newer horror movies that have come out. Not the scary parts, but there are a few that have these dudes just boinking the shit out of these “dead” girls. Always wanted to know what it was like.

Just me, completely “lifeless” on the table. You just come up and start caressing my tits, realizing I’m not really dead. Just can’t move. And I know this excites you more. The bulge gives it away.

And of course, fuck foreplay? Why when you can just stick your fuck stick in the hole of your choice, and let whatever fluids accumulate be your lube. No matter what it is.

However, it’s the fear in my eyes because I am conscious of what’s happening. Well, at least for now. Because witnesses talk, right?

Doesn’t mean you’ll stop having your way with my holes though. You got at least a few hours before body temp starts to drop. That’s plenty of time to even carve out some holes for yourself.

 

Fuck me while I play with my knives

 

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex. I take pride on my massive collection of knives. I have so many I’ve lost count. I love to throw them in the back as well as practice on my victims when we play. I don’t like ending my men after a good fuck, I just want a little taste. The fear in your face turns me on, I get so fucking wet when I bust out my machete. “What’s your plan with that?” they always ask.

Tonight I’m playing with you. Don’t be scared. Your cock get’s hard when I dress up in my little devil outfit. I love prancing around you as it grows, bending over showing you my cute little ass. You can’t take it and grab me by my hips and sit me down on your lap. I slowly slip my tight little wet pussy on top of you and start swirling and grinding. I can feel your girth expanding deep inside me.

It’s the perfect time to bring out my 12 inch knife. Don’t stop fucking me or else. I run it down your arm as you’re bouncing me on your lap, my wet pussy wrapped around your cock, trapping you. You can’t feel the blood oozing as I lick it up, spreading it all over my tits. Mmmm you taste delicious, I promise not to kill. The fear in your eyes makes me cum. I can’t handle it!

Extreme Cock and Ball Torture Sex Because Death is Too Easy

torture sexExtreme cock and ball torture sex feels right to me. I just love torturing a man’s junk. Too many men thing a woman’s body is there for him to use. Not on my watch. A couple days ago, this fucktard white boy walked into a Goth bar wearing a T-shirt that said, “Your Body, My Choice.” And I decided right then he needed neutered. A man who sports a tee shirt like that has predatory tendencies.

Even if he has not assaulted a woman yet, I knew he would if given the chance. So, I hit on him and took him home to meet my Venus Flytrap. As someone who thoroughly enjoys castration phone sex, I get excited when a potential victim makes it easy for me. This tool came home willingly with me.

I have everything a sadist needs to mutilate a man’s junk. For years, I castrated men on my repurposed death row electric chair. However, I recently repurposed a beaver trap I found near the lake behind my house. If I only knew who set it, I would make him my next victim. I have no tolerance for animal cruelty. But I found it ironic that a man who thinks he owns beaver, lost his ability to fuck beaver because of a beaver trap.

If You Prey on Women, You Will Meet My Venus Flytrap

He found it less amusing. The loser bitched and hurled insults at me while I had him tied up. The beaver trap I find makes castration hurt even more. Plus, he could get a nasty infection from the rusty jaws on the trap. When he saw it, I knew he knew what would come next. And he genuinely seemed scared. But he needed neutered so he would not assault any woman in the future.

He begged me not to do it, but no one has ever talked me out removing a man’s balls. You should have seen his face go ashen white when that beaver trap latched on to his balls. If I did not live in the country, the neighbors would have easily heard his screams. But I do love the sounds of pain men make while I inflict mutilation phone sex techniques on their balls.

Blood splattered all over the floor. He screamed bloody murder. But he eventually passed out from shock. Even though I wanted to kill him, I like to let my castration victims live. I think it’s a far better punishment to live with the knowledge that you will never have an erection again. Death is too easy. And I like to make worthless men suffer for the rest of their lives.

Let Santas helpers In yoru home to Rape Fantasy your family!

Home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex for men who tell their brats Santa is real. Letting a fat, hairy man in your home once a year to give them gifts? I bet he wants to give him his nice candy cane right in those little chimneys. So If you let your fucking brats believe a man can sneak in the house, I can exploit that to my best interest.  As your new student, I think it’s time for me to come and visit teacher’s house during the holidays. I mean, you did fuck me in the ass in a supply closet. So I think I should repay the kindness. And with sexy wife, little girl and teen boy we should have a lot of fun.

Home invasion phone sex

Breaking in your house around a holiday is bringing the gift of good orgasms for Big Daddy. I know you like I’m young baby because look at me, I would never pass for 18. You want to fuck my ass so much, I think you want to fuck your daughter’s ass and your son wants to fuck your wife. I’ll bring some big enforcements to help your wife get some massive cock just as well as your girl. Hey, do what I say, or they will get this knife cross their throats. Don’t fucking play with me, get me what I want. Because I think Daddy needs some cock from his son and my accomplice too! Don’t worry, daddy, I won’t forget you. I’ll make sure everyone gets their share of cock. Now, let’s get this show on the road.

Torture sex for young daughters

My uncle was a sadistic fuck with a big dick. Therefore, he was able to make a lot of nasty whores do whatever he wanted, even Torture sex with young daughters. It was like he put them on his sadistic spell. “I’ll only stick my big cock in underage holes” he told one of them. She wanted to see his cock so bad; she sacrificed her daughter. “Fuck my daughter, I hate being a mother anyways” she said pointing at her young little brat. Your mouth waters, seeing her little body lying there with just a shirt and panties on.

Torture sex

You hand over a knife to her and say, “put it to her neck”. That way she would have to do what we want. “Cut her clothes off” you tell her and that is what she does. As soon as you see her young body naked you pounce on her. After she opens her eyes and tries to scream you ram your cock in her mouth. While you fuck her little mouth, her mommy holds the knife to her chest. While she cries, she chokes on your big pervy cock. Her mommy was just happy to see your big dick getting sucked.

That mommy mouth and pussy watered as she thought about fucking and sucking your cock. “Open her legs” you demand her to do to her own daughter. Since her cunts was hot and horny she wanted to see how hard you fuck. So, she didn’t care to open her legs really wide for your Rape phone sex fantasies. Knowing her mommy needed to see your rip her little daughter open with your big cock, made your ram deep inside her.

You could hear the ripping of her hymen, and it just turn you both on. Her mommy’s pussy was so wet she was dripping down her legs. “Fuck yourself with the knife” you tell the mommy slut. She starts pushing the bud of the knife up her cunt. She fucked herself as hard as you fucked her daughter’s cunt. After some more hard bloody fucking you both orgasmed. Then she pushed her body cut hand up her daughter’s cunt to scoop your thick semen out of her and ate it. By this time her daughter was snuffed from you choking her. But that’s what always makes you cum.

Rage Doll’s Christmas Punishment

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It’s Christmas, and this rage doll is tied up like a fucking turkey, ready to be stuffed and roasted. My wrists and ankles are bound, making me helpless, just the way I like it. I’m a filthy slut, craving degradation, and I want that dick inside me, in every hole, until I scream.

You approach, your hard cock leading the way, and I moan, “Fuck my ass, you sadistic bastard! Shove it in like you mean it!” With one swift thrust, you impale my tight asshole, stretching me wide, making my eyes water from the intense pleasure-pain.

“Please, spank this worthless cunt,” I beg, desperate for more. You oblige, delivering sharp slaps that turn my pussy lips into swollen, red pillows. Each strike sends a jolt of desire through my body, making me yearn for more abuse. My clit throbs, begging for attention, while your cock pounds my ass relentlessly.

This Christmas, I’m a gift, ready to be unwrapped and used. Keep fucking my holes, spank me till I’m sore, and let me be the rage doll you desire. It’s the perfect fucking gift for us both!

 

Taboo Phone Sex: Let’s Spread Christmas Fear Instead

Taboo phone sex calls can be your Christmas gift to yourself. I find that many men get filled with rage over the holidays just like me. And they need a creative outlet for all the anger. People act like fools this time of year. Fighting for the last toy or game for their brat. Or demanding expensive gifts from their partners. Although I am not a person who ever gets filled with Christas cheer, I still think folks should be nicer around the holidays. But that’s rarely the case. So, I assist with bringing Christmas fear instead.

Mark wanted his ex-wife dead. And I could see why. Not only does she milk him dry in alimony and brat support, but she keeps his brats away from him. He does not seem like a pervert daddy. Not a drunk or a druggy. Not abusive either. She’s just a bitch who likes to deny her husband his legal right to see his sons. And she started demanding a lot more money for Christmas shopping for the boys he cannot see too.

So, he needed me as his accomplice phone sex partner. Without the bitch in the picture, he saves thousands of dollars a month and he can see his sons. Normally, I would just kill her on my own, but he paid extra to help me kill her. He wanted to see the look on her face when she took her last breath. Since the police look at the husband, current or ex, anytime a woman dies, I provided him with an airtight alibi. But no body, no crime. And right now, she is bear shit.

I Spread Christmas Fear Not Christmas Cheer

We did not kill her in her home. We nabbed her on her way home from a date. Took her to my place. Dumped her car to look like a car hijack.  Back in my dungeon, her massacre began. And I only got one stab in. Mark took one of my knives and went Helter skelter on her. He must have stabbed her 100 times. But I am sure she died after the first couple thrusts of the blade in her stomach.

I would have enjoyed making her suffer longer, but Mark needed to let his rage out. By the time he finished, her blood and guts had sprayed all over my dungeon floor.  Too bad I did not film this one because this kill would have made for an excellent snuff porn. We dumped her bloody carcass in the woods for my animal friends to devour.

This bitch just disappeared. Kidnapped? Murdered? Ran away? No one will ever know what happened to the cunt but me and Mark, and now you. But you will not tell a soul.