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Castration Phone Sex: I Will Revoke Your Balls

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Castration phone sex is a wicked good time for me. Perhaps, not you so much. Guys seem particularly attached to their balls. Even, small worthless balls are hard to part with. What men don’t understand is that testicles are a privilege. Not every guy deserves them. Sure, you are born with nuts, but if you have proven time and time again, that you don’t know how to use them properly, they should be revoked. Just like if you get too many DUIs, your license is permanently revoked. I revoke balls. Too many men have balls that don’t know how to use them properly. I met Daniel at a Goth bar last week. He was sexually harassing the women there. He called a friend of mine a freak and lots of other far worse names. This fucking loser walked into a Goth bar and started insulting the patrons. That shit didn’t go over well. I don’t put up with trash talking. You don’t like Goths, get the fuck out of our bar. He was drunk and looking for trouble. I am trouble with a capital T. He just had no clue how much trouble he was in. The folks in that bar had my back. I spiked his drink to lessen his strength and two guys lifted him on top of the bar for me. I shoved someone’s panties in his mouth, stripped him naked from the waist down and showed him what happens to disrespectable pricks. The owner of the bar gave me a few things to select from, so I picked the rusty old chainsaw in the back. All my fellow Goths and sadistics were cheering me on. I sawed off his nuts with a rusty chainsaw. He was bleeding all over the bar. Girls got out their lighters and burned the wound shut. He would live, but he was not going to procreate, and he would likely never get laid again because I left a nasty scar. At least he learned a lesson. Don’t come on to my turf and insult me and my friends. I have lots of torture phone sex stories for you as a sick bitch.

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Torture Sex with a Sadistic Dyke

torture sexTorture sex is not just something inflicted by men. In fact, some of the most sadistic masters I have had in my life have been women. I owed this woman coke money. She wasn’t a dealer. She was a party girl like me. She is just one with money. She asked me when I was going to pay her back. She has a nasty streak, so I couldn’t bullshit her, or I might end up dead in an alley. I told her I was having a cash flow problem and asked if I could work it off. She is a dyke. I thought I could eat her pussy and ass for a couple hours and my debt would be settled. She had something else in mind. It wasn’t pretty either. She is sadistic. She hooked me up naked to some electric shock machine. My nipples and my clit were wired to receive a mega dose of electric shock. The voltage was so high that it burned my skin. I could smell my pussy hair burning. Burnt hair smells awful, even pussy hair. I was sweating from fear which made it worse for me. When she pulled out an industrial sized vibrator, I thought this was a pleasure and pain sort of thing. In a warped way it was. She put a clip on my clit. When I orgasmed, it would cause an electrical shock. As much as I wanted not to cum, she had this big vibrating wand up my cunt on full speed. It was a matter of biology. I tried to think of the most awful, painful things so that I wouldn’t cum, but it did no good. I started convulsing. I felt like I was having a seizure. I pissed myself from the shock. It was messy and painful. I endured electrical shocks to my pussy for hours before she declared us even. I will never get high with a sadistic dyke again.

Born for Taboo Phone Sex

taboo phone sexI was born for taboo phone sex. I didn’t have a traditional upbringing. I was a whore for daddy and his friends when I was a school girl. I have never had a normal relationship. I am not exactly girlfriend material. Guys fuck me. Guys always hit on me. They never want to take me out, however. They just want to treat me like a dirty whore; use me and leave. I understand that is all I deserve. I have had lots of slave training in my life. I know my place. I am a well trained puppy. When he told me, he was in the mood for torture sex, I got scared. He had been drinking. I knew he was pissed off from work too. This was not a good combo for me, but I can’t resist or protest. I have learned that hard lesson before. He tied my clit up with a rope. It was swelling quickly and turning purple. While I waited for my clit to fall off, which is what felt like was happening, he skull fucked me. He likes fish hooking my mouth. He slapped my titties as he fucked my mouth. My clit was numb. I thought perhaps that was a good thing, but when he burned it with his cigar, I felt it. I cringed from the pain. He punched me in the face. I felt my mouth bleeding. He was in an extra sadistic mood. Nothing I could say would make it any easier on me, so I just shut the fuck up until he got too drunk to do much damage to me. When he passed out, I snuck out of his house. I know the next time I see him, I will be in for a world of pain. When I got home, I stitched my busted lip and iced my swollen clit. It’s a tough life being a submissive whore.

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Boyfriend from hell

snuff sexI was rubbing on my boyfriend’s cock after watching some bad movies with him. I wasn’t into the whole rape fantasy he had in mind, to be honest, we only been dating about a month so I was a bit prudish. I wanted to be exciting and show him that I was fun. I guess I should have kept my hands to myself because he wasn’t going to let me tease him. I thought a hand job would do the trick but I was so wrong he was going to fuck the me till I bled. I kept yelling no and he was loving it. I was making his rape fantasy reality. I was wishing he was just playing with me but I quickly saw he was so serious. I had no choice but to take it. He was enjoying the snuff sex he was subjecting me to. I could tell he was so turned on by every scream I let out it just gave him more fuel to keep pounding me and choking me out.

Taboo Phone Sex Only: This Bitch is Not Your GFE

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind of phone sex I engage in. I think being on a snuff site makes that clear. Apparently, there are a lot of dumb asses who can’t read who call me talking all sweet like baby this and baby that looking for the GFE experience. I offer the killer experience. I don’t do romantic calls. I don’t do romance period. Last guy that tried to cuddle with me, lost his testicles. He lost his will to cuddle ever again too. I don’t understand why guys think I am girlfriend material. I am Goth. I am violent, and I hate just about everyone.  The men I meet in person are just as dumb as the guys who call me looking for a girlfriend. I met Tom at Starbucks. It is a vice of mine, but I don’t give off the “I want to talk to strangers” vibe. Tom was clueless to my “leave me the fuck alone” social cues. Even after I bluntly said, “fuck off loser,” he still tried to get my cell number and my social media information. I don’t do any form of social media. I do not feel the need for other people to know when I piss and shit or see pictures of my food. I thought he got the message finally when I kneed him in the balls. Apparently, he needs schooled in the Me Too movement. Nothing says no like a kick in the balls. The dumb bastard followed me home. I knew he needed a stronger message. I invited him in, acted like I was playing hard to get and spiked his beer with a fast acting knock out pill. He woke up with his severed balls shoved in his mouth. I used a rusty old knife and let him bleed out a bit before I cauterized the wound. I informed him that since he was too dumb to understand no, he was too dumb to procreate. He was horrified when I gave him a mirror to see what was in his mouth. Let Tom be a lesson to you losers calling me some vanilla GFE bullshit. You are my victim or my accomplice, but never my lover. Never ever.

Castration Phone Sex Sunday

castration phone sexCastration phone sex Sunday means you get junk removal at the economic cost of a phone sex call. Normally, I charge a couple grand to remove some loser’s balls, but on Sundays, I feel charitable. I could take loser balls all day long. Nothing gives this sick bitch pleasure like ridding losers and assholes of the very thing they need to reproduce. Certain people should not be allowed to procreate. I bet you are one of them if you are still reading. Last night I chopped off a pair of hairy balls for free. The guy was not self aware. He didn’t want his testicles removed. In fact, he took their departure from his body hard. I bet you are wondering what would justify me taking a random stranger’s balls, right? He tried to force his loser dick in my mouth in a bar bathroom. If you ask me, he got off easy. I could have taken his entire dick. I should have removed his dick, but at least now he won’t be trying to force his puny wiener in any other woman. I carry several knives with me always. This one was tucked in the back of my pants. When he forced himself into the ladies’ room and pushed me on my knees, I grabbed it. He never saw it coming. He felt it when I sliced his balls off, however. The once macho attacker was now a bleeding, blubbering bitch boy. You will never have the upper hand on me. I am always expecting the worst behavior in men. Normally, when I take some one’s balls who has paid for junk removal, I cauterize the wound. I don’t care if you bleed out on the bathroom floor of a nightclub when you assault women.  I should have cut that loser’s dick off and used it to make an ass rape porn. I bet I could make a lot of money from a video where a nutless man got fucked in the ass with his severed dick.

 

Tinder Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Gone Bad

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? I am the force fuck queen. Men love to get rough with me on and off the phone. I had a Tinder date last night. He didn’t know my history as a submissive whore to daddy and his friends. I thought I could have some hot sex, smoke some weed and get rid of him. Justin had other plans. He didn’t want rough sex. He wanted to hurt me. He wanted to sodomize me. He even wanted to break my arm. I didn’t know guys like him were on Tinder. When I realized he was a masochistic asshole, I told him to leave.  He charged me in my own home. I was pinned to the wall with his hand around my throat. I kneed him in the balls to get free. That was not the smartest thing I have ever done before. It was a knee jerk reaction. Sometimes I am prepared to be abused, but this was not one of them. I ran for my phone once I broke free. I was going to call 911. I didn’t know this guy. That is what Tinder is. It is random hookups. He presented himself as a horny man into blondes and anal sex. Before I got my phone, he grabbed my arm. He twisted it behind my back, sending me to my knees. Suddenly, I was in intense pain. He said it was a spiral fracture and that if I continued to fight, I would have a lot more pain. For the next several hours I was his ass rape porn star. He forced his cock in my ass with no lube until I was bleeding and crying. He shot bloody jizz in my face, spit on me and reminded me he knew where I lived if I was thinking of calling the police. I went to the ER and said I fell down the stairs going to do the laundry.

New Toe Tags Means Fresh Dead Meat

necrophilia phone sexI fucking love it when I walk into work and see new toe tags.  I immediately strip naked and explore all my new dead playmates.  Letting my fingers slowly drape across their cold dead bodies.  I begin rubbing my already sopping wet cunt with my free hand.  So many cocks to play with.  Willing faces with open mouths to grind my pussy on.  Grabbing them by their hair as I cum all over their faces.  Riding lifeless cocks and having playtime with some cunts that never say no.  Yeah, I’m a necrophilia phone sex whore.  I fucking love both of my jobs.  I get to have as much sex with these corpses as I want, and then I get to talk to you and tell you all about my day at work.  What could be better than that?  Welcome to my dark world.

Fucking The Dead

sex with dead bodiesSitting alone at your laptop looking at pics of dead bodies and jacking your cock raw?  Something about their cold lifeless bodies really turns you the fuck on doesn’t it?  Knowing that it’s so taboo and you couldn’t dare tell any of your friends about your weird fetish.  It must get very lonely not having anyone to share in your enthusiasm over fucking the dead.  I knew at an early age that being a mortician was exactly what I wanted to do when I grew up. I’ve had the hots for cold dead corpses for as long as I can remember.  I love getting naked as soon as I get to work.  I put on some music, lock the door and fuck my way through the room.  Every day is different.  Different bodies, different fuck toys to do whatever I want to with them  No one will ever know what really goes on here.  Curious?  Call me and I may share some of my gory details with you.

Female Castration Phone Sex

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Wow, I never knew that female castration phone sex could be so hot and so much fun.  This pretty girl cam in today.  Apparently her boyfriend had caught her cheating and strangled her to death.  I had just seen a thing on TV about some countries castrating their young females so that they couldn’t experience any pleasure through sex.  How absurd is what I was thinking but then again, it would make an interesting collection to add to my many other collections I have.  You know, nobody checks to see if their loved one is missing a nipple or a clit.  Especially if they are going in the incinerator anyways.  I’ve removed all kinds of body parts and have them safely stored so I can admire them.  So, today started my new collection of clits.  All clits are not created the same.  I had so much fun cutting all the clits off of the women I didn’t think anyone would notice, but it just wasn’t enough.  I wanted to try it out on a live subject.  Luckily for me, the bar around the corner always has junkie whores outside who make easy victims.  She didn’t scream as much as I had hoped she would though.  I guess she was just too fucked up.  It was titillating though.  I think I’ll look for someone who’s not so fucked up that I can torture and have fun with.  I wanna hear the screams, the pleading, the begging for their measly little life.  Would you like to help me on my new endeavor?

 

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