Category: Medical fetish phone sex

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When I’m asked about my specialties, I always exclaim im the best butt fuck in town. My asshole indeed gets pounced so much that I have lost feeling, and the only way I can feel any sensation is if someone makes it bleed. The thing is, when you are a whore like me, you are run thru, and you get fuck like crazy, and it is all fun and games till you lose the ability to cum hard. When I noticed that, I panicked and began to try to find the fleeting feeling. The only way I got close was to bleed once I got my holes. That’s when all the sensation comes back. It’s a tough pill to swallow, but now I am all for blood and fucking, so if you want some bloody phone sex, you have the perfect victim.

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.

Torture Sex Streaming

torture sexSundays are for torture sex. My son is so violent towards me sometimes, but I know he loves me. He always brings me coke. I understand nothing in life is free though. When he brings me a big bag of coke, I know he wants to live stream me. His viewers love seeing him get rough with me. I am his cash cow and during the holidays he always needs more cash. I was not surprised seeing him. I was glad actually because I needed more coke to get through the holiday week. I was in some daisy dukes and an old wife beater tee shirt. My flabby ass and saggy titties were hanging out. My pancake makeup was hiding my old bruises. My face and body look older than they are because of my party lifestyle. My son set up the video equipment and stripped me naked.  He tied me to the chair in front of the camera. I heard the Bitcoin sounds as men paid him to violate me. My ass is always up for destruction.  His viewers love ass rape porn. I am not just his anal whore. He does fuck me, but it is so much more violent than just anal sex. He chokes me. He prolapses my asshole then zip ties it and makes me dangle and shake it at the camera. He put Ben Gay on it and milked it like it was a cow udder. It was so embarrassing and degrading. I could hear the Bitcoins dropping though the more he abused my asshole. He even tased it, causing me to piss myself. His fan base really enjoyed that. I thought this was going to be a quick 30-minute session, but it went on for hours. He needed a lot of money, and his viewers were generous. He was not going to stop just because his cash cow was hurting. He made it worth my while though. I got a huge bag of coke to soften the blow.

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.

The Ass of an Ass Rape Porn Star

taboo phone sexThis is what the ass of an ass rape porn star looks like. It is not pretty. Some guys like a used up ass. Some simply do not care because they plan to make my ass look worse or they are just using me to nut. I encountered a guy last night who wanted take photos of my prolapsed ass. He wanted to fuck me too, even torture me a little more, but he began with pictures. I bet you re wondering why I would do something like this. Why I would let men ruin my asshole for their pleasure. That is easy. I am a coke fiend. I need my coke more than I need respect or a pretty asshole. Since my husband keeps the finances on lock down, I must get creative when it comes to scoring coke or earning money to buy coke. This guy made me some promises, so I let him torture sex the shit out of my already used asshole. It began with pictures. Then he wanted to see what else he could do to my asshole. He put Icy Hot on my prolapse, and my asshole and my eyes started to burn from the pain. That shit was intense even for an anal whore like me. That was nothing compared to what came next. He picked up a stick. A dirty stick that was on the ground of this abandoned house where we were partying. He tried to poke my asshole back inside, but what happened was he ripped my anal wall. I could feel the blood trickling down my ass and leg. He just laughed and snapped more pictures. He picked up rocks and stoned my ass too. There was nothing off limits to him. I put up with it not just because I am a taboo phone sex whore, but because I wanted coke. I got my coke, and my ass was ruined a little more.

Anal Torture Sex Live

torture sexI had to give him an anal torture sex show. It was not for drugs either. It was for my life. He turned the cam on that he had set up and made me perform like a circus freak. I was not happy. But there was a gun aimed at my head. He needed money and I was his cash cow, once again. My stepson is getting more and more aggressive with every encounter we have. I was not ready to perform. It was early in the morning. I was half asleep, and most importantly, I was sober. I had no coke, and my stepson was not offering me any. Turns out he had none either. Since I almost always am his cash cow for coke, I assumed today would be no different. When I told him I would not be his fuck doll for nothing, he pulled out his gun. He was desperate for money. He has a gambling problem. The kind of problem that results in broken legs and dead bodies when you do not pay up. His desperation scared me. Scared the shit out of me because I was positive that he would shoot me if I did not perform. I sucked it up and bounced on the biggest dildo I have ever seen. This was the kind of dildo that ruins asses, even the asses of ass rape porn stars. Once the viewers knew I could take that with a smile, they bid on larger and more painful items to insert in my ass from baseball bats to wine bottles and everything else that is not designed for the asshole. The more pain I was in, the more money that went into my stepson’s account. I was the only loser that day. I got my asshole ruined and I got zero coke. Now, I am trying to find some one who will fuck my prolapse back inside my ass and give me coke.

Twisted Whore For The Holidays

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I love being force fucked and tortured until I beg for mercy! I have plenty of violent fantasies that I’m dying to act out with the perfect partner. All I want as the holidays approach is for someone to call and let me play out their dirtiest snuff fantasies as I toy with my dripping wet pussy. You have to understand that I’m a real twisted whore who is a sadist and a masochist, a victim and an accomplice, if it is dirty, sick and vile my cunt drips in anticipation of hearing you cum. When I fall asleep thinking about all the nasty things you said to me, my sadistic little pussy throbs thinking about the next time you will call. I am the best little snuff whore you will ever play with!

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I’ve had my fair share of snuff fun. I’m perfect for those snuff phone sex fantasies roaming in your mind.

I’m super into making other hoes get fucked and used. You can make me your pain slut, and I will bring over the cutest girl for you to ruin.

Both of us are at your mercy, letting you slice our bodies and watch as the blood runs out of us.

Your cock is magic. It makes me lose my sense of reality. In seconds I am in a trance where you are the god, and I am the cult follower.

There’s nothing you can say to me that will stop me from doing what you want. I’m ready to dive into anything you want. No questions asked; I will say yes to the most gruesome and painful scenarios as long as I have you as my leader.

I will fuck up girls for you and kill for you. I will die for you, master.

Accomplice Phone Sex Halloween Date

I was invited out as a date to a Halloween party Last weekend. The guy seemed interesting. Found out he was a Mortician and a sexual predator. He likes to mutilate pretty woman and girls. I fit his desires and he had plans. I dressed in the costume of his wishes, a wedding dress. Evidently it was a dress from one of his dead clients. He likes to undress them after the viewing and have his final way with them. Then he searches for a victim that would fit the outfit. He found me at the bar and sized me up well. Once I dressed in the gown and had the white thigh high stockings on, and heels, he needed to make me perfect. He took me to the morgue and had me lay down on the table. Instead of fake gore and blood he went for the real. He sliced at my breasts and cunt. He put cuts on my cheeks and stitched them up. I was sedated and he went to town making his own personal ghoul. He got me up and took pictures with me. I was bleeding out all over the gown. He was too excited to go to the party. He put on a little mood music about wanting to fuck the dead. I think it was punk or gothic stuff I heard it before. He gave me wine and started making out with me. Next thing I know I an being strangled and violated. He really went all out for his fixation and fucked me in a coffin. I was then being prepped, while still breathing, to be embalmed. That’s when they came in and it was a mess of cops and screaming. I was hauled off to the hospital.

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