Category: Mutilation phone sex

Castration phone sex / weak men need medical intervention

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex plays over and over in my mind when I get vindictive. You know this girl’s been through a lot with her tiny body and I’ve seen my fair share of forced fucking and brutal sex. Many of you love me for that fact right there. Some of you know that you are worthless, pathetic, and no longer need that cock and balls. A little torture to that tick would make me feel really nice right now. I’ve been replaying a special set of circumstances where I use my knife, a needle, and even a pair of garden shears. Have you read this far? That means you’ve been thinking about how useless your dick is. Even thinking about how freeing it would be to experience the pain in your most sensitive area.

Castration phone sex teen accomplice loves slicing and dicing your manhood!

Maybe you don’t want to die, but you definitely want to erase your manhood. Had a few men whose balls I would love to turn inside out and make a nice stew out of. Play a game because I hope that you can give yourself some cock and ball torture when we are playing so your screams will get my little pussy off thinking about cutting off your penis and balls! A nice CBT session mixed with my own medical fetish phone sex fetishes would hurt you so immensely! 

Sadistic Phone Sex Might Cost You Your Balls

sadistic phone sexAs a lifelong sadistic, sadistic phone sex calls seem perfect for me. I love to torture, mutilate and snuff folks. Although I am also a paid mercenary, I torture and kill people for shits and giggles sometimes. Last night, this loser was in the wrong place at the wrong time. For whatever reason, I felt the need to mutilate some loser’s junk. Chop his balls off and feed them to my dog.

Normally, I look for a man to castrate. And I have a type. Big ego but sports a little or average dick. Rude to everyone. Feels self-entitled to pussy because he has a dick. But I had no knowledge about this guy. He needed a ride after his car broke down on the side of the road. So, this was an opportunity castration phone sex experience.

However, he did hit on me in the car, so that felt creepy enough for me to justify removing his junk. I took him back to my place, drugged his beer and dragged his lifeless body to my torture dungeon. And I had the castration chair ready to go.

I repurposed an old wooden execution chair. Added a plank that I attached to the middle of the chair. Carved a circle in it, made the plank adjustable for dick size. The way my little castration death chair works is that I strap my victim down. Straps around the head, wrists and ankles. A grip in the mouth so he does not bite his tongue off from the pain. I separate the cock and the balls. The balls go through the hole, and the cock gets strapped to the board. And I put a castration band around the balls. Then wait for them to turn blue.

Not All Men Deserve to Have Balls

I literally give a man blue balls before I castrate him. This hitchhiker I picked up appeared to be all potatoes and no meat. Although I did not know if he checked off all my boxes, I needed to castrate someone regardless. So, he got extreme cock and ball torture sex for being in the right place for me, and the wrong time for him.

With his tiny dick, the way I saw it, I did women a favor. He will never get erect again. He passed out from the pain and shock of losing his balls, but I revived him. Cauterized the wound with a cast iron skillet. Drugged him again and left him back where I found him. He will wake up without balls and wonder what the fuck happened to him. The drug I gave him erases short term memory. So, he will truly wonder where his balls went. They went to my dog as a special treat. And she loved them.

Torture Sex is Evil and Sadistic at It’s Best

Torture sex is a divine intervention of a sadistic evil goddess and a loser crack head. I will truly intervene with the course of their lives. Once I happen upon you in the dark alleys of the city, forget about ever seeing daylight.
First you need to understand something about me. I abhor fat filthy pig crackheads. Filthy bottom feeders of society, and most of all entitled pricks and bitches. Essentially I have no like for filth and annoying elitists.

Next get this, daddy was a filthy crackhead and his fucking nigger dealers always came around and molested and fucked me. I was young. Unfortunately my mother was too busy with her dislike of having given birth to me and keeping me that I was shoved off on daddy.

While mom continued her coven orgies and being too witchy to need to care for me.
Finally as I gotten into my teens daddy was put away. And I had my mother and her coven to become my care takers. By this time I needed noone and partook on my own dark rituals and path.

Torture Sex is the Perfect Ending to the Thug Life… It’s what They Got

Finally I got to the point where I took to revenge on the nigger thugs that fucked me against my consent. My luring them to my dungeon then one by one they stepped into their own noose.

That’s right I lynched the fuckers as I recited their damnation and sent them to a darker place than hell.
First I cut into all of their nut sacks, and their screams were divine.

Next I took a nice bolt cutter and severed their dicks from their bodies. Finally I rammed a huge nightstick in each of their asses via a strap-on and fucked them to their last bleeding death.

Torture Sex

Cemetery Slaughter: A Teen’s Twisted Tale

Young voice phone sex

Listen up, bitches, I had the most thrilling date ever, and let me tell ya, it was fucked up! This dumbass at school, let’s call him ‘Loser Boy’, kept begging me to be his prom date. Hell no, I ain’t no princess! But this moron didn’t get the hint, so I decided to give him a ‘special’ night out. Dressed to kill, I met him at the cemetery. Yeah, romantic, right? I broke the lock with my pliers and watched his pathetic face. He wanted to bail, but I wasn’t having it. I dragged him inside, laughing my ass off. He tried to run, so I stabbed that motherfucker with my pliers. His screams were music to my ears. I kicked and punched that pathetic dick until he got a boner. How sick is that?! I yanked his pants down and gave him a ‘hand job’ he’d never forget.

But the fun didn’t stop there. I bashed his head against a grave, then snipped off his tiny dick. His guts spilled out, and I felt fucking amazing. I left his dead ass there. It’s a cemetery, no one will notice another corpse! Best. Date. Ever.

Accomplice Phone Sex is The Best Way to Get Ass

Accomplice Phone Sex opens the doors for amazing experiences. As a bimbo whore, I have no problem helping get that new untapped ass. That is what I have been doing for my partner. Helping him out with getting fresh ass.

A tight hole that puckers and stretches. A pink hole that gets pinker as it gets stretched and prolapsed. Now that her sweet little girl ass hole is destroyed show her no mercy. While you pound her out mercilessly, let me strangle her with my thighs.

Now here we are with this strangled and destroyed little girl and her ass is so bloody. Like a good whore for my Master I get down and eat that ass out. After all Masters cum should never be wasted. So like a little bitch I am on all fours and lapping at that prolapsed bloody asshole.

Finally, it’s my turn. As a good whore I can never wait for my chance to get this fantasy rape doll asshole fucked out and filled. How much would you charge those changes to use my asshole?

In the end we are nothing but fuck holes for men to find pleasure in. And I will continue to lure in the next precious treat for Master meat.

Accomplice Phone Sex

Ass Rape Porn Cash Cow for My Son

ass rape pornFor my son, I am always an ass rape porn star. He is the reason my asshole prolapses so easily. But I never mind because his coke is free and primo too. Well, maybe not free. It does cost me physically. I never leave his place unscathed. But he needs me. I am his cash cow. We live stream our sessions and that’s how he affords nice things like pink cocaine for his old mommy,

When I arrived at his place the other night, I had on a plaid mini skirt, chunky heels, frilly white lace socks and a tight white crop top. The skirt appeared too short, and my meat curtains hung down. The top fit so tightly that my boob scars showed. But that is just how he likes me. My freshly Botoxed face, overly tanned body and clown makeup completed the skanky look he adores.

I looked into the camera and begged him to beat me beautiful. Although I am his punching bag, he lets me get high first. I buried my head in the bowl of pink cocaine as he explored my body deciding which hole to fuck first. My only tight hole is my pee hole. I hate that. But the coke dulls the pain. At least in the moment it does. My bladder is his toilet. As he fucked my urethra, he filled me with his piss. Once he peed inside me, he pushed my face back in the coke so I would not feel the sting of the snuff sex that was to come next.

I am My Son’s Cash Cow

Of course, I forgot to take my dentures out and that cost me a black eye and purple jaw. Once he rammed his cock down my throat, his balls smothered me. He punched my tits and bruised my esophagus too. As I choked on his cock, he made me push out my prolapse so he could ziptie it. That turns my shit pipe into his cock sleeve instantly.  I kept snorting coke as he fucked my prolapse and continued to choke me.

Somehow, he contorted my frail, brittle body like a pretzel so he could better ram my holes for his 690 viewers. He oscillated between fucking my prolapse and picking me up like a bowling bar and slamming my body into the sheet rock. Good thing I am hardheaded. The more violent he gets, the more money he makes. And at my expense. But like I said, he loves me, or he wouldn’t coke me up first to dull the pain.

He split my head open. I felt concussed and I started bleeding. According to him, he just made me more of a dumbtard.  He left me hanging in the wall like a piece of art. But he surprised me for with 12 of my biggest fans. They came to fuck me while my body hung from the wall. A gangbang rape porn occurred next. Those men paid to fuck me. I got triple penetrated, fisted, choked, skull fucked and punched everywhere. But I was comfortably numb thanks to his pink coke.

My Boys Loves to Beat His Mommy Beautiful

My son punched my head so hard that it shoved me through the wall and into the bowl of coke. He laughed at me as I fell on the floor with a thud. I looked like a raccoon with makeup smeared all over my face. My eyes appeared very swollen as I almost couldn’t see a thing. My fan boys gathered around with their cocks erect again watching him pull my tits between my knees and zip tie them too. And they started turning purple quickly.

When the plastic bag went over my head, I knew I was in trouble. But he did put some coke in the bag for me. Him and the fanboys ravaged my pussy, ass and pee hole while I struggled to snort and breathe. They continued to beat me too. Almost every inch of my body turned a different color than white. As I began to suffocate, they just continued to punch me and choke me.

But according to my boy, mommy looks sexiest covered in bruises. As they fucked my urethra, they punched my back so hard that I knew I would be pissing blood for days. The more they punched me, the faster the money rolled in. They punched me beautiful.

As I was about to pass out, my boy tore a hole in the bag so they could drown me in jizz. I puked in the bag, and I had to clean it up. For hours, they force fucked all 4 of my holes. They continued to beat me and use my head and body like a battering ram. And they continued to contort my body in unnatural positions that popped my limbs out of their sockets. Ouch.

I Know My Son Loves Me Because He Gives Me Coke

Once they finished with me, my boy showed off my cum covered, battered body to the 690 viewers who watched. And more chimes came in. They clearly loved watching a son beat his mommy beautiful.

Better Babysitter phone sex busts open that little rosebud

Babysitter phone sex makes your P. Cock so hard, doesn’t it? I revel in your nasty needs. I just love being a useful whore. I know I offer up the best bald pussies you can get. And I want you to destroy this little bitch’s rosebud for me.Babysitter phone sex

Isn’t she sweet? I think she’s about 4’7, maybe like 65 lbs. or so. Big blue eyes and long light hair, and aren’t her pink puffy nipples so cute? Her body is about to sprout but she still has this perfect little bald pussy. It took some effort when I tried just sticking one finger in her. I can’t wait to watch you rip her open Daddy. 

Maybe we should keep her around for a while. She’s been such a good girl, following all my orders. She is submissive enough not to cause trouble and once she gets old enough we can make some hot Teen rape porn with her. It would be really hot to make her a breeding slave after we break her in for a bit.

 Once we get her fully addicted to your cum, she will be a loyal breeding slave. Or if you get sick of her and just want me to bring you a new toy, I am happy to do that too. I do love being Daddy’s accomplice to soaking your cock in blood.

 

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Connoisseur Cooks Girl Meat Over an Open Flame

cannibalism phone sexI am a connoisseur of cannibalism phone sex. Something so primal about hunting for your food. I am not a traditional meat lover. In fact, I eat zero animal meat. Not even fish or poultry. But I will eat human flesh occasionally. One male or female body can feed me for months. Girl meat tastes better. I think that’s because female skin is softer, less lean muscle mass that makes male meat tougher to chew regardless of how you cook it.

Two weeks ago, I kidnapped some drunk hot teen slut. Because she appeared so drunk, I had no problem getting her into my car. She sat in a cage in my dungeon for two weeks before I cooked her last night. Daily butter baths softened her skin. I like to eat clean girls. By that I mean, no tattoos or piercings, natural hair color and no Botox in the face. Young girls rarely do Botox, but I have seen a few. I will not put poison in my body by eating tainted snuff sex meat,

I Have a Special Taste for Girl Meat

This girl fell into my lap. And I took it as a sign to replenish my meat stash. After a couple weeks of butter baths, and high protein meals to fatten her up, I finally spit roasted her last night. But before I could roast her, I needed to drain her blood and take out her organ meat. That gets cooked indoors.  And I needed to remove her head. Once I took out the brain, I tossed the head to the coyotes.

I prefer cooking the skin over an open fire. It cooks more evenly. Plus, the smell of burning girl flesh intoxicates me. It has a unique smell. I seasoned my meat before I cooked it. And I put vegetables in her abdomen just like you stuff a turkey. And I ate like a queen last night. A sadistic phone sex queen. But I have plenty of leftovers. Are you hungry?

Snuff Sex Doll Turned Ass Gaping Porn Star

snuff sexHe told me I looked like his next snuff sex doll. This time, I did not need drug money. I answered an ad in this adult online job board looking for a milf nude model. The pay should have been a red flag to me. But I never think until it is too late. That is the story of my life. In the beginning it started like any other nude photo shoot I have done in the past. I wore some sexy lingerie and posed seductively. Eventually, all my clothes left my body.

He wanted me to masturbate for the camera, so I did. But then he rolled out a tray of very large objects that he wanted me to insert inside my cunt and ass. My holes can take a lot of big things, but these items looked unsafe and painful. I gave a hard pass, and that is when I went from nude model to snuff porn star. Some woman came out of no where and restrained me. Although I did try to fight, she overpowered me. Now, I realized I had no control or power over this photo shoot.

Somethings Are Even Too Big for My Ass

This female accomplice looked like she could bench press two of me with one arm. She started inserting one object after another inside my cunt and ass. Some of the items I recall her fucking me with include a candle holder, a baseball bat, a wine bottle, a rolling pin, the handle on a tennis racquet, three ears of corn strapped together, and a large shampoo bottle. No lube. And with each insertion, she got rougher with me. The photographer just snapped pictures with one hand while masturbating with the other hand.

I tried to remain quiet. The last time I said anything, this huge woman came out of nowhere and strapped me down to the bed. Just when I thought she finished, she took all the items and rammed them up my asshole with no lube too. Even for an ass rape porn star that felt like torture. By the time she concluded the torture, my ass appeared prolapsed again. Bloodied and bruised, my body barely crawled off the bed to dress and get the hell out there.

He did pay me a nice sum, but I am not sure I will piss or shit the same way again. But I do know that I will stash the loot for emergency coke money.

Knife Play Phone Sex Neuters Men Like You

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex callers usually see my big knife and want me to castrate them. Any man who begs to have his balls chopped off, gets it. This sadistic bitch loves to neuter losers and predators. Sure, I do kill a lot of folks, but sometimes I think it is better to live your life with a constant reminder of what you did or who you were. Men seem to have an unnatural attachment to their balls anyway. They let their dick do their thinking.

Any man I discover preying on my fellow Goth girls, I castrate. And any loser who begs me or pays me to castrate him, gets it too. Some men know that their dicks get them in trouble. And some men understand that no woman wants their useless little nub. No woman, especially not me. David found me on the dark web. He paid me for castration phone sex because his little shrimp dick does not please anyone.

Self-aware men used to be far and few between. However, now thanks to Internet porn, men see how they never will measure up. This poor loser had a dick smaller than my thumb. I considered chopping it off too, but opted not to make him piss through a tube for the rest of his life. See? I am not so bad after all.

I Love to Inflict Extreme Cock and Ball Torture

My castration chair serves my purpose well. It’s an old death row chair where over ten men died. Perhaps you could say I repurposed it. It is an upcycled castration chair now. The hole I made in the wood plank I affixed to the middle of the chair separates the cock from the balls easily. A castration band numbs the balls. If you leave the band on long enough the lack of oxygen will necrotize the balls. And eventually they turn black and fall off. The band dulls the pain. So, where is the fun in that?

I get off on extreme cock and ball torture sex. So, I used my favorite knife to remove his little worthless sack. He bled, but they all do. And I let him bleed for a few minutes before I cauterized the wound. Where is the fun if you do not suffer a little.