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Uncles Cock Says Bye Bye

castration phone sex It was late as fuck, and I didn’t know what that goddamn squeaking was! I was trying to finally sleep since I’ve been up on a druggy bender for the past three days when this awful fucking squeaking just kept screaming in the room. I finally followed the sound to my Uncle’s room. He was laying in bed, jacking off his pathetic little cock to some old vanilla porno mag. “Yo, get out!” He whispered real loud at me so he wouldn’t wake the house. As if I fucking cared! I just grinned, and pulled out my favorite switchblade. “You wanna jack off to something, asshole? We’ll jack it off! Hack it right the fuck off!”
I was laughing, and he was terrified as I pinned him to the bed and smothered his screams with my big fat snuff loving ass. I threw that stupid vanilla big ems’ magazine to the side, grabbed his throbbing hard cock in my hand, and brought the knife down. I sliced right through his dick, and he was yelling into my ass! Yes eat my shit mother fucker! He made it vibrate, and those vibrations reached my slick pussy! My clit started to hum as I sawed at his pathetic excuse for a penis. I was getting soaking wet while cutting off my Own uncle’s little perverted cock.


Castration Phone Sex Fantasy Vs Reality

castration phone sex I get Ims and emails daily about castration phone sex. So many losers in the world who know they have worthless balls but are too wimpy to do it themselves. Apparently, they are too stupid to know how this works either. On the phone it must be role play because I am not there to really take your balls, even though many times I wish I were. In my personal life, I castrate guys often. They pay me thousands of dollars, not $2.00 a minute, LOL. On the phone, we either simulate what it would be like to have your balls removed by a bad ass bitch, or you have a sharp knife handy and be prepared to call 911 after our call. Phone castration is fantasy phone sex. Logic would make you think that most men would know that, but some losers think I can come right on over with my knife collection and cut off their balls. This is phone sex, not an escort service. The men whose balls I take in real time have either paid me handsomely or just pissed me off that much like Gerry last week. Small dick loser who thought he could talk down to me. He made a couple wrong assumptions. First, he assumed I wanted to fuck him. Hell, no. I have standards and he did not meet any of them. Two, he thought he could insult me. Maybe that works on insecure women, but I am not insecure. I thought I left the loser in the bar, but he followed me home. Well, he followed me to my kill shack in the woods because I realized he was following me. He never left the cabin. I cut off his balls and his dick and left him outside bleeding, so the wild animals would tear him apart limb by limb. Gerry paid with his life for being a tool. If you are lucky, you just pay for a call and some extreme CBT torture sex.


Killer Phone Sex: You are the Victim, Never Me

killer phone sexI have killer phone sex fantasies, do you? A guy called me last night and wanted to kill me. We do not always get what we want in life, losers. I am not the victim type. Try to make me a victim, you will pay with your life. Dean hired me to kill his ex-wife. It was a simple contract killing. He wanted no torture or anything. He wanted it to look like a robbery gone bad. I kill per a client’s request if it makes sense to do it that way. When I arrived to discuss business with him, he tried to flip the tables. He thought he was going to kill me. And he thought he could force his pathetic dick in my pussy. Oh boy was he out of his league. I am always prepared for the unexpected. Smart killers always are prepared. I had a big knife strapped to my leg and I cut him where it would hurt. He was bigger and stronger than me, but not as smart. I was able to disable him and get him restrained with my handcuffs. I cut his clothes off and showed him some torture sex before ending his life. No way I would let anyone who thought they could dupe me or kill me, live. I carved a big V in his chest to make my mark on the loser. Then I mutilated his man bits. And bits they were. Why is it always the tiny dick losers who think they can force themselves on women? Not this woman. I sliced his balls off his body with a serrated blade. It left a nasty mark. A scar was the least of his worries. He was bleeding out and I was not in the mood to practice any life saving measures on a tool who just tried to fuck me. I never killed his ex-wife. Not sure if she really existed. I did, however, kill him. It was a contract killing gone wrong. Gone wrong for him.


Castration Phone Sex Fantasy

castration phone sexThink you want castration phone sex? You would be surprised how many men do. They lack the balls to take their balls. Pun intended, LOL. That is where I come in. I am not afraid to chop off a man’s balls. Let’s be honest for a moment. If a man wants his balls removed, is he a man? I do not think so. I think I need to step in and chop those worthless nuggets off for a loser who cannot muster the guts to do it himself. Many find me from my ads on the dark web. Some I find all on my own, like Terry. He is a neighbor. Turns out he is a peeping Tom too. I was up late on calls, and I heard something in the yard. So did my dog. There was Terry with his face pressed against the bedroom window. I was in my dungeon which is in the front of the house. I ran outside with Billie my Rottweiler who is very protective of me. She stopped him from hopping the fence. I told him he could come inside, or I would call the cops. He chose to come inside. Did I mention he is a schoolteacher? Total pervert and I had no idea until last night. Once he was inside, I told him I was old school. I still believe in an eye for an eye punishment. I used my taser on him to make him more manageable. I put him in my castration chair to take his worthless testicles. This chair has killed criminals in the past. Now, it is castrating perverts. The way to stop a peeping Tom is to take away his dirty urges. The way to do that is to remove his balls. I separated his cock from his balls. One slice and they were dog food. Billie loves eating worthless balls. I used a hot skillet to cauterize his wound. And I sent the loser back home with his balls. I am a cock and balls torture sex queen. I have no problem treating your man bits like Mike Tyson’s opponent. 


Georgia’s Castration of Worthless Cocks

Castration Phone SexI have happened to come across a few calls in my time but one I desperately want to try and castrating your cock. I can see it now after catching you doing some nasty shit and feeling pissed off. It’s been a desire of mine you cut off a worthless dick like yours. What the hell were you jerking I off too? You don’t deserve that little thing! I’m gonna tie it off with a rubber band making the cock hard and clean first. I’ll have you all nice and tied up for me to take away what makes you a man. I’m going to make a bloody mess out of you when I’m done. Just relax while I drag this knife up and down your body lightly and taking it down your cock ready to cut it clean off. It’s going to hurt baby but it’s what you deserve for being such a dirty boy.You need an evil bitch like me to teach you a lesson. Come here and let me give you what you deserve!


Cowboy killers

killer phone sex

Cowboy killers are the term used for full flavor cigarettes that ranch hands smoke. Its a slow death but I can get behind that! I want to kill you slowly by my knife cutting into your flesh and bleeding you out slowly.  I do smoke and enjoy using my smokes to burn your balls and thighs if I am so inclined and I am inclined all the time. I am sadistic and twisted in my desires to hurt you. I believe that some men need a little castration after masturbation. And my snuff whore heart always takes it to the extreme and wants to kill you by the blade of my knife. Are you balls worthy to stay on your body? Have you been evil enough? Perhaps you should bring us a nice young play thing and I will let you keep you balls. Then again I am a ball slicer and dicer, I wouldn’t want to cut them off just yet when its the perfect canvas for pain! Are you down to accomplice with me or would you prefer my own sick and twisted torture on your body? 

With all my demonic hate, 

Jezebel,

the murder phone sex fantasies queen of the night!


strangle her to death

taboo phone sex

How hot is it to strangle a little slut. Make all those taboo phone sex wishes come true. I want you to kill that bitch. Please put your hands right around her neck and choke her till she’s blue in the face. It gets me so fucking wet to see you be brutal with her. I want nothing more than for you to fuck her life up and make a dead slut by the end of the torture session. I want to give you the green light to fill her holes and make her a corpse. When she’s dead, I want you to mutilate her body, fit her in a suitcase and throw her in the river. A little secret that will never be discovered. I’m so ready for you to do whatever I tell you to. You know you can’t resist what mistress Natasha wants from you after all. Let’s make sure you remember your place forever as my slave.


Two Goth Chicks and a Castration Phone Sex Junkie

castration phone sexJezabel and I are castration phone sex junkies. Between the two of us we have a slew of torture devices. Knives, sounding devices, lots of sharp objects like scalpels and pins and razor blades. You see, Jezabel and I are bad ass mistresses. Men are here for our amusement. We do not need men which makes them dispensable. Last night, Jezabel and I were out looking for trouble. We were in the mood to inflict extreme pain and bodily harm. Like a moth to the flame, this guy approached us. He was a pain slut, and he knew two bad ass bitches like us could inflict some damage, especially to his worthless cock and balls. He was a torture sex junkie. The three of us were a match made in hell.

We took him back to my dungeon for some extreme cock and ball torture. We strapped our willing prey to a plank naked. Jezabel had her scalpel. I had my castration knife, and our pathetic pain slut had his sounding device for some erotic yet painful electrostimulation. Being two hot Goth chicks, we had on some dangerous stilettos too. Jezabel and I trampled his worthless ball sack while he had the sounding device crammed into his pee hole. We nailed his balls to the board he was laying on. We spread his sack and pushed large needles into the skin of his scrotum. We were just getting started too. Jezebel started to peel the flesh from his balls as I shaved the skin from his cock. Exposing the nerves like that makes the cock and balls far more sensitive and thus intensives the pain. Our little playmate was loving the pain. He had a bottle of Capsaicin sauce, which is like the hottest tobacco sauce on the planet. Our pet for the night did not want to be out shined by two Goth chicks, so he poured the sauce down his urethra to show us he is a true pain slut. His screams and cries made Jezabel and I wet.

Usually, Jezzie and I are kidnapping unwilling victims, so it was nice that a total pain slut walked right into our arms. We woke up smiling. Our playmate went to bed crying.

torture sex

 


Knife Play Phone Sex

knife play phone sexHe inquired how I got into knife play phone sex. My love for knives is hereditary on both sides of my family. My great grandparents on my mother’s side were circus freaks. They threw knives and swallowed them for traveling carnivals.  I inherited their knife collection, and it is massive. On my dad’s side, my grandpa was a prison warden. He confiscated hundreds of handmade knives from prisoners over the decades. I inherited them. Knives made by some of history’s most hardened criminals. I have over 500 knives in my possession and they all have a story. They all have a past and a present because I use them frequently.

The other day I picked up a tool who thought he was going to fuck me.  I invited him home for some fun. He thought it was fucking fun, but I knew it was knife fun. He was perfect for an impromptu snuff porn. I told him my fuck shack was in my basement. It got his dumb ass down my stairs where all my knives were waiting for him. He fell down the last couple stairs. I thought he killed himself and robbed me of the fun. He just knocked himself out. It saved me the work of having to drug him. While he was semi conscious, I broke out my knife collection. I used one knife to castrate the loser. I had him tied to my mutilation table where I cut arteries and slit throats. I had not planned any of this, so my castration chair was not ready. I used nothing to numb his balls or stop the bleeding. What was the point? He was not going to live.  I cut all his major arteries using a different knife for each one. I sat back, masturbated and watched the loser bleed out. I know my grandpa on my dad’s side would be happy to know how I used his knives.


Torture Phone Sex: I am Never Your Victim

torture phone sexHe called me for torture phone sex. The problem is he thought he would torture me. It never works that way with me. I am a sadistic bitch. I am not a switch. I am not submissive. He bought an hour, so I had fun with him. I tortured him because if he did not want me to just take his money as an annoyance tax, he had to stay on the phone. It is not my problem that some of you losers refuse to read or you are a self-entitled prick who does not think my rules apply to you. I have killed men for less. This loser fought me for a few minutes until I made him realize that I had his name and his address. As he was trying to make me his victim, I was Googling him. I found his place of work. I found his wife. I found her social media and sent her a friend request. So, he knew I was not bullshitting him, I told him her name and described the pictures I saw. Sure, calling a snuff phone sex line is not illegal. I was sure, however, that wanting to torture a woman and force fuck her would not be the kind of fantasy his wife would approve of him spending her money on. I also discovered that she is a doctor, and he works in a factory. Did not take me much brain power to realize he has anger issues with his wife for being smarter and richer than him. After I educated him on the fact that I had all the power, he was more willing to be my victim. Willing never matters to me. I torture and kill losers like him. I castrated his worthless balls and fried them up with same fava beans. I do not care who you are or how much you spend on a call. You are my victim or my accomplice, nothing else.


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