Category: Medical fetish phone sex

Knife Play Phone Sex Makes It Easy for Me to Castrate Men

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex excites me. A knife proves more versatile than any other weapon in my opinion. I can kill a million different ways with a knife. However, my preferred use of a knife involves chopping off your balls. Or someone’s balls. Sometimes, I enjoy chopping off the entire kit and kaboodle. If I deem your balls worthless, your dick is worthless too. Fact.

Over the weekend, I traveled to a different city for some mayhem. I enjoy castrating losers all over the United States. And trust me, small dick wonders exist everywhere. However, the only problem when I travel is that I do not have my castration chair. I make do though. I can rig any hotel or dining room chair into a castration torture sex chair.

This Bitch Loves To Castrate Men

Most men never see it coming. That’s because I am a good actress. I make tools and losers think I seriously want to fuck them. I own battery operated boyfriends for that. I’m not a “people” person and that includes relationships. Occasionally, I might fuck some accomplice who proves equally as sick as me, but for the most part I am a loner.

This dickless wonder tried to pick me up at a bar in the town I visited. He bragged about a 5-inch dick. How can anyone brag about a 5-inch dick? However, Ed did. So, I invited him back to my hotel to fuck. However, the joke was on him because I had no intention of fucking him. All I planned to do was take his junk. That way, good old Ed couldn’t fuck any other woman with standards again. Although Ed did not sign up for castration phone sex, he got it. And he got it for free.

I Have No Time for Small Dick Wonders

I drugged him without his knowledge. He sat in my chair willingly right before he passed out from my magic cocktail. Once I had him strapped in, I found it easy to chop his nuts and dick off. Sure, he bled everywhere. However, I did not care. Not my house. He passed out from blood loss because I did not immediately cauterize the wound. Eventually, I did though. I wanted him to suffer a bit because he was a jerk.

I got a clean cut on both his dick and balls with one of my knives. Although I cauterized his wound, I left him passed out in that hotel room. As an added touch, I put his severed cock in his hand and his severed balls in his mouth. He will wake up like one of those black market organ victims. Maybe now he will never be able to fuck some poor woman again.

Castration Phone Sex Cut off Your Cock

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Castration phone sex, don’t run, let me explain. For some of my guys, they have a fantasy about us helping them walk through the cutting off of their dick.  They want us to help them in the process. They want step by step instructions to slicing through the skin of their dick. They love hearing our squeels before they chop off their manhood right there on the phone for us.

It’s exhilirating to hear the pain in their voices.  They are terrified but their job is to listen to instructions and that is what they do.

The blood that spatters everywhere and is described while the man on the other line takes a knife and slowly punctures the base of that nice long cock.  We could leave a stub, right? But if we are going for gold, it all must come off.  Lorena Bobbit has nothing on us over here.

We are cutting dicks off and laughing about it. Talk about evil phone sex. I can’t help my devious ways. I may be the perfect small little petite innocent victim but even victims need to have some fun too.

The pain and terror on the other line makes my pussy squirt in excitement.  I want to take that dismembered cock and thrust it up my pussy.  The perfect dildo that if only I could keep forever, trust me I would.

You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to take a knife and take off the cock of someone I’m with as a prize or souvenir.  Knowing they are going to fuck me and leave, this way I have a part of them that they can’t take.  I may be a little obsessed with knife play phone sex.

These type roles are taboo but I love the pain, the blood, the terror, the screaming, the taboo nature of it all, it’s so hot and makes me so wet.

I just can’t help myself….

Castration Phone Sex Junkie Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex hurts. Especially, if you are trying it at home. You might be surprised how many men attempt to cut off their own balls and fail. Personally, I do not think it is something to attempt alone. Often, men hire me for such things. Men hire me to do all sorts of things like kidnap brats, torture enemies, kill exes and castrate losers. However, castrating losers tops the list of my favorite hobbies.

When Jim found my ad on the dark net, he was in bad shape. He managed to sever one testicle. However, he needed my help to finish his botched job. Men get drunk and begin to commiserate with themselves about their useless dicks and balls. Maybe their dicks lack length and girth. Or perhaps, they just suffer from chronic limp dick syndrome. Whatever the reason, I do not care. I love to castrate men. Because torture sex arouse me.

Some Men are So Stupid They Forget How to Breathe

I arrived at Jim’s place and found one of his nuts hanging on by a thread of flesh. He just could not bring himself to finish the job.  So, I strapped him to a chair with a couple leather belts. Then I ripped that nut off with my bare hand. Sure, he screamed in pain, but that was nothing compared to what I did next. Jim did not piss me off in any way. This castration was for profit not pleasure. Although any castration, I find it pleasurable, and the man finds painful.

I sawed off his remaining nut and quickly cauterized the wounds. Because his one nut had been severed the night before, it did not get cauterized quickly. So, his scars will be nasty and uneven. But at least his balls match now, LOL. Jim felt grateful that I did this for him. According to him, he’s shooting blanks and rarely gets hard. Now, he will never get hard again. To test things out, after he stopped bleeding, I fucked his ass. I love to peg a loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch.

Want your nuts gone too? Not a problem for me. I am a castration junkie. I take men’s nuts for pleasure and profit.

The Doctor Will See You Now !

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The Doctor Will See You Now 

It is that time of your life it is time for your first prostate exam, and you are both nervous and excited. Excited because you have a desire for Medical fetish phone sex and nervous to have a doctor invade your ass. 

When I walk in your ass clenches a little and I waste no time. Drop your pants and bend over. You feel my gloved latex on your cheek and yet again you clench up tight. I am no nonsense though and my hands push your chest down into the table. I spread your cheeks and shove my finger deep into that tight little ass. You expect it to be over fast, but I have something else in mind. I begin to fuck that sweet little fuckhole with my fingers. Hard and deep. Even though you never consented, and you did not want this your cock responds by getting rock hard and you start to stroke it. 

Indigo loves medical play!

 

Medical fetish phone sex

Sometimes I get the urge to get really kinky and that’s when I choose to explore medical fetish phone sex.

Imagine Nurse Indi all dressed up in her latex nurse uniform, strapping you into the special gyno table that I have had made with all the latest bells and whistles.

You are nervous as you hear me enter the room and your heart begins to race as you hear me slide the instrument table closer. I pull out a beautiful vintage speculum and begin to lube it up.

You know what is coming and you know deep inside your horny little heart that I have every intention of sliding that instrument of torture deep inside your man pussy.

You hear the sound of my latex gloves snapping as I pull them out of the box and you hear me whisper yesss let the fun begin.

Domination Phone Sex Call for Cock and Ball Torture

domination phone sexWhen I get a domination phone sex call, it often means that I am about to be used and abused. I am a submissive mommy. I get abused on and off the phone. Men have been using this whore for decades. Last night, I got to be in the driver’s seat. My caller wanted mommy to give him some cock and ball torture. That is something I enjoy. I helped a guy castrate himself on the phone once. Why a guy would want to do that I am not sure, but I sure did enjoy it. I have lots of pent-up anger and aggression that I expel on calls like this. Castration phone sex and cock and ball torture let me release years of aggression. I put on my highest heels to trample Ted’s worthless balls. He is a pain slut. So am I, and I think pain sluts inflict the best pain because we know what hurts so good. I did a little dance on Ted’s balls. I made sure to dig my spiked heel into each ball. Once I deflated his worthless testicles, I moved to his ass. I had him insert one of his wife’s heels inside his asshole so it would feel like me shoving my spiked heel up his worthless ass. He did it too. He sent me a pic and it was not pretty. He ruined her heel. It was covered in shit and blood, which I made him spit shine clean. His shit stained the white pump though. No way his wife would not notice. I can only wish that she will punish him the way I did. This little loser deserves all the cock and ball torture sex he can get. I was on a roll. I snorted lines of coke and mutilated his cock and balls. It felt good to give back for once. I better not let it get to my head though. I know that one or two CBT sessions does not make me a dominant bitch.

Snuff Porn, Coke and Torture is My Kind of Fourth of July

Snuff porn and fireworks anyone? I love the Fourth of July. I am in party mode. Okay, more of a party mode than usual. I blew through my first bag of coke quickly. You would have thought I was Al Pacino in Scarface. I called my son. I knew he would bring his mommy some coke. I also knew that mommy’s ass might pay the price. But who gives a fuck about the price if you are too numb to feel it, right? My son was in the mood to party with his mommy whore even though it was daylight. We had partied together the night before, so this was like a continuation. He wanted to stream our season. I never care. I know the viewers loves his ass rape porn mommy. I was starting to show the black and blue marks from the night before. My asshole was still prolapsed with a zip tie on it. I got in front of the camera after I buried my face in the big bowl of coke. I started twerking my ass so that my rosebud danced. No doubt it was painful, but with all the good coke my son gave me, I was feeling no pain. Not even when he took a cattle prod to it giving it an electrical shock. I felt some pressure discomfort, but no real pain. That was about to change. I thought maybe he would shove fireworks up my ass, but that did not happen. Thank God for small favors. He put a plastic bag over my head and got out the wooden paddle. He played whack a mole with my prolapse. He even whacked my ribs a few times to the sound of astonishing tips from the viewing audience.  Once I was suffocating to the point of near collapse, then my son would whack my prolapse and let me come up for air. It was torture sex on me, but I know that is what makes my son all his money. I do not mind being his cash cow if I can be his coke whore too.

Castration Phone Sex is My Kind of Date

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is something I am always in the mood to do. It does not take me much to want to cut a guy’s balls off. Sometimes, I even chop off his worthless cock too. Some guys know they have useless equipment and pay me to make them a Eunuch. I have more fun with the clueless guys like Larry. He is this little broke down dick guy I met on Tinder. The dating app has become my new hunting ground. I am usually only one swipe right away from a man with a big ego and a tiny dick. Those are the guys I plan to meet. Not to fuck though.  I will never fuck some tiny dick loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch. And I mean bitch in the badass dominant woman way. I don’t need men. I don’t want most of them anyway. Unless a man has a 13-inch cock and a deviant mind, he is useless to me. Larry had a 3-inch scared turtle for a dick. Yet he was bragging on Tinder about satisfying women all over the world. Satisfying how? Maybe he was satisfying them with laughter.

When he arrived, I gave him a spiked beer. His beer gut told me he never passes up a brewsky, LOL. He was stumbling quickly after drinking that beer. I guided him to my bedroom. It was all ready for this loser. I had a tarp on my bed and all my knives and restraints ready. He stumbled right past it all and fell on the bed. He was pulling his shrimp dick out for me. He told me is cock was not sucking itself. I barely waited after that comment. I took a knife and chopped his loser dick off. It flew off his body, hitting my wall with a thud. He screamed in pain. I picked up his cock and shoved it in his mouth. I said, “that dicks is not going to suck itself.” He looked at me in horror as he realized he was sucking his own cock.  I cauterized the wound and sent him on his way. It was just torture sex. I could have whacked his balls off too, but I wanted him to look down and know he is only half a man. He will not be on Tinder anymore, LOL. Loser.

Domination Phone Sex with Sexy Switch Cassandra

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what he wanted. It is what he got. I met this man at a bar. He was loaded and talking shit. I knew he was a worthless creature at hello. He was calling me names, yet at the same time trying to get in my panties. He was easy prey for me. He had a big role of cash in his pants. I guessed that he rolled up his cash and put it in his pants to look like he had a bigger dick. I cannot be fooled like that. I took him home. I was not going to fuck him, but he did not know that. I had plans for him. Most men who have worthless dicks can still serve a purpose. First, I liberated him from his money. I thought it was just a bunch of dollar bills, but it was $100 bills. He had a couple grand in his pocket. It is mine now. He is now the prized pet to a taboo phone sex mistress. Second, I put him in my dungeon room to sober up. I did not want him worshiping my cunt and ass if there was any chance that he may puke on my pussy. The next morning, I woke him up by sitting on his face. I almost smothered him to death with my juicy ass cheeks. He woke up gasping for air, but once my whip cracked down on his balls and tiny dick, he knew what was up. He started tonguing my asshole while his nose rubbed my clit. I told him this was all he was good for because it was. With a tiny dick like that, no woman would every willingly fuck him. I pissed on him too. I had been saving my morning piss for him. He guzzled it down and used his tongue like toilet paper to clean up the mess. Not sure how long I will keep him locked in my dungeon. But I am not getting rid of him yet. He is a great ass and cunt licker. Plus, I want to peg him for a homemade ass rape porn.

Domination Phone Sex with a Size Queen Switch Means CBT for You

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is fun for me. I am not talking about where you dominate me either. I love to be in the driver seat when it comes to small dicks. I am a sexy switch and a size queen. When men try to fuck me with a package smaller than the dick on a Ken doll, well, I must put a stop to that shit. Terry came into the strip club and tried to fuck me for $50.  He thought his broke ass could get a woman as hot as me for $50. I told him this was not Walmart. Then he tried to take it. He thought his rape phone sex fantasies would be welcomed with $50 and a small dick. The man was delusional. I do not waste my energy on anything that small and broke. I had him kicked out of the club. Security was happy to do it too. The loser was not taking no for an answer. He followed me home. He was lurking somewhere in the shadows. I caught his tail and decided I would let him think he could force his way into my home. Once inside, he learned all about cock and ball torture. I zapped him in the balls with my taser I keep in my purse. He fell to the ground with a heavy thud that made my floor shake. I laughed at the loser while he pissed on my rug. I was really angry now, because that rug really tied the room together. I kicked him when he was down. I had on leather boots with a spiked heel. He still had his pissy pants on, but I cut him out of his jeans, and pulled out his pinky dick. I trampled his balls and kicked him in the groin until his cries sounded like a teen girl’s cries. He will be pissing blood for days. I busted a nut. I left his small pecker mutilated. I told him to be lucky I did not give him a castration phone sex call. No guy with no money and no dick gets to fuck me. $50 and two inches? I am still laughing.