He tied down as I slid the knife down his body. Watching him squirm turned me on, knowing his life was flashing before his eye. I tied his balls up and just pulled on the rope until they turned blue and wham! Cut them off. His body shook as his screamed out in pain. It made my pussy twitch. I looked him in the eyes and told him how he is not worth fucking anyone let alone me as I stuck the knife deep into his belly. Then I tied a rubber band at the base of his little white cock, stroking so it would grow. Wham! I cut it all off making his body shake as the shock hit him, I laughed. I played with my now wet dripping cunt while he bled out right in front of me. I finger fucked myself as I thought about how I was going to get rid of his body. Then I mounted his face and used his mouth as he died right in front of me. It made me squirt all over his face, making him gargle and drown in my juices. I threw his body in a lake that I visit every Christmas now.
Tag: Castration phone sex
Hanged Man
He’s a torture phone sex Hanged man. And not of the tarot card variety either. He needs that sweet end of death by noose. This man needs a dominant mistress who isn’t afraid to kill him by hanging. The simplest and oldest execution style to date. I am in love with classics of death such as this. The rope being pulled taught as a chair is kicked out from beneath him makes my Mistress pussy ache for destruction.
But This torture sex slave has a plan he needs implemented. He needs to be kidnapped, drugged and put in painfully tight bondage! His Balls banded up and left to rot off for a whole week before his hanging! I imagine the shiverling of those beautiful balls day by day. The death of his cumming life, before his ultimate complete death. Those testicles will become raisins on the floor. His manhood dehydrated, and useless. He will feel the pain, but the Heroin injected will help as we go through cock torture and drive him insane before our final act! A week of pain before he gets that perfected slow hanging death, no broken necks here. A slow strangle as he sways back and forth in the pain chambers! Snuff phone sex Mistress wishes ultimate destruction, castration, and mutilation of men.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
Killer phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?
Castration Makes Me Cream
I was feeling naughty, like really naughty and decided to have a little fun. Daddy was out of town, and he wouldn’t mind if I brought a friend back. It’s Christmas and lots of these fuckers are feeling a little down for the holidays so I went downtown to the local bar to find me one. One that was all alone and wouldn’t be missed because well, he wouldn’t be coming back once I was done with him. He was a nerdy guy sitting at the bar all by himself. I sat beside him, and we started talking. I flirted and put my hand on his thighs, moving it up slowly until I was touching his dick. I started stroking him through his pants and his eyes brightened. I whispered to him that we should get out of here. He followed like a sad little puppy dog.
We got to my house and went to my room. Started fooling around a little and convinced him to let me tie him up. With his hands and legs tied I started sucking his cock and licking his balls. I even lowered my wet cunt onto his throbbing cock, but only for a minute. Then I hopped off and reached under the bed. A sharp knife awaited me. He couldn’t see what I was doing until he felt the first slice. I castrated that fool. He screamed, bled, and begged. I laughed as I sat back in the chair and got myself off with a dildo. Perfectly timing my orgasm with him passing out. It was marvelous.
Castration Phone Sex is a Gift
I 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.
Castration Phone Sex Fun
Castration phone sex for Christmas is what many men are getting this year from the Satanic Santa. I have been inspired by this story I read online about a guy who met a man on Grindr just to kill him, castrate him and eat his balls. I have eaten testicles before. Sheep and man. I have never used a dating app, however, to kill my victim. That is because I have a code I live by. It is true that I hate most people, but I do not just kill and maim based on convenience. I kill and torture based on folks who deserve it. Just because some looser is on a dating app, does not mean he deserves snuff sex. Since I was inspired, I decided to get on Tinder and see what trouble I could stir up. I could not use my real photo because that is direct road back to me. I found this hot bitch from high school who I hated. I used some of her social media profile pics to create an account. As luck would have it, this tool from high school who made my life difficult was the one to swipe right first. He wanted to reminisce about high school. This was perfect. I have some high tech skills, so I made it look like I was using my high school nemesis’s IP addy. I met him at a no tell motel. He got the room, I showed up at the door. I flashed my fake badge to get inside and I tazed him in the balls. He pissed himself. When he came too, he was naked and strapped to the desk chair. He did not even remember me. I had a castration band on his nut sack because I was going to castrate him and eat his balls before I killed him. I wanted him to watch me devour his testicles like they were rocky mountain oysters. I took my time cutting his balls off too. I savored every minute so he would feel the pain. That was the most fun I have had in a while. Killing him was just bonus.
My Cannibalism phone sex Needs
I might be a sadistic whore but I am a woman who still has Castration phone sex needs. Most of the time that deals with your cock being cut off and sliced up nice like Italian pancetta! Spiral sliced and seasoned perfectly as I devour your manhood in front of you. Yes, that involves painful castration, bit I shall let you live and give you a pee hole if you promise to serve me as the ultimate eunuch, no balls no dick. Or even transformed into a beautiful woman for me, who loves to give me a show. I would very much enjoy pimping you out and watching your new pussy get hammered as I sip on my blood cock-tail. Would that make you happy, Slave? To know I was ingesting your blood and cock as you got cum filled and used like the cock slut you were always meant to be? I only wish to hurt those men who deserve it, men who shall not be called men in any real sense of the word! I will eat you dick and drink your blood as you service cock for me and beside me on occasion. Sit down beside me and enjoy snuff movies without a dick as we plan your torture! I’ll raise my blood filled glass to that!
Mutilation Phone Sex with Two Sadistic’s
You have just entered your death sentence. Hitting on two sadistic bitches. Thing is Mutilation phone sex is our drug. You have absolutely no fucking idea what you just signed up for. Yeah, you think interfering in our heated debate to buy us drinks is a winning move, dipshit? Why because you have a fucking prick? Automatically we are supposed to be melting for your generosity in serving up your entitled act of buying us fucking drinks. What, do we look poor or desperate? Oh, wait two females in a bar drinking with the accompaniment of a man must mean we are interested and lonely.
Well fast forward mother fucker. You are now in the sleazy hotel room around the corner. You are a fucking outside and this is our fucking turf, bitch. You really still are completely unaware. SO you just got really lucky didn’t you? A 2 girl phone sex fantasy of many losers. You are now living it. We seduce you to strip. We giggle and pretend to be interested as we do lines and kiss on you. Ivy and I are smiling at each other and it’s not over getting to have you. No fucking way. It’s over us getting to share you in a way you would never agree to.
If you want the details on how we will mutilate your pathetic prick, that will cost you. This isn’t a free for all bitch.
Ass Rape Porn is For Small Dick Losers Too
I am a sexy switch. Normally, I am a man’s ass rape porn star. But size matters too me. I am a size queen. Years of being a fucking whore has exposed me to a lot of dick. I will not let some shrimp dick loser try to dominant me. I enjoy small dick humiliation and I enjoy fucking a loser’s ass. If I am fucking your ass, it will hurt. It is something I only do to the biggest losers. This jack ass Terry thought he could fuck me with his shrimp dick. When I laughed at him and told him he had nothing to fuck my ass with, he called me names. I can handle some name calling. What I cannot handle is some tiny dick loser trying to fuck my ass with his pinky, LOL. This little troll got some anal torture sex to remind him that I do not let men with small dicks fuck any of my holes. I tied Terry to a chair, put a spreader bar between his legs and rammed a hot poker up his ass. He screamed in agony and begged for mercy. I told him he should have thought about that before he tried to shove his worthless dick in my hot ass. I squeezed his testicles too. Twisted them almost all the way off. What a fucking loser. He messed with the wrong girl. Sure, he saw a tall blonde bimbo and knew my history with some masters, but he was out of his league trying to fuck me. He thought he could make me an anal slave for his clit stick. Instead, he became my ass slave. I ruined his ass. I busted his nuts too. I could have killed him. Maybe I should have. It would have been a worthy first kill. I wanted him to forever remember, however, that he needs a dick to fuck a woman in the ass or call the shots.
Hanging Murder phone sex Fantasies
Death by hanging is a one of the most specific Murder phone sex Fantasies. But I’ll oblige in any death wish. I know times have been hard on the farm for you and your granddaughter. These last two years are going to make some wish they were dead. But in your despair you began to get horny. The more you watched Snuff mistress porn involving hanging of a pathetic man the more you understood. You even tracked down a Mistress who specifically worked with bringing men close to death. She has such a skill to know that exact point of death and has a 100 percent success rate. But that’s not what you want.
You want the full experience of a hangman’s noose with the bag over your head and the rope tightening. You stand in the kitchen chair as I wickedly laugh and give your dick some torture. Your balls have been banded tight for the last week. Slowly they have rotted off, leaving you an eunuch! You had no idea that the chick at the bar was going to give you some good drugs and kidnap you and do this to you. Now one swift kick to the chair as your cock is sliced off at the same time and your greatest wish is cum true! Enduring torture sex and hung by your neck. Look at you swing like a snuff whores decoration! You wanted this now to rest in pieces!