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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.

Castrations and Masturbations

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Castrations through masturbation with a dark hearted whore. For castration phone sex I live!  I can’t wait to bust your balls. Stepping on them while I am barefoot or with the spiked heel of 6 inch stilettos! Always listening for the popping sound as I slowly mash one ball at a time. If you’re lucky, I might let you see the growing wet spot on my panties. Be a good boy while I bust your other ball and your reward will be my sweet pussy in your face. All you get is a face full of piss and maybe a taste of my cunt juice, as that tongue cleans out my ass! Standing up, pushing your hips out and hold fucking still. Mistress of the dark, Jezabel, won’t stop until those testes are bloody and swollen. Sadistic and  bloody phone sex for those who are looking for a more extreme and permanent solution to those annoying balls and nutsacks. Let me wrap the thin metal wire and make a pretty design as the razor sharp twine cuts into those once beautiful balls. I do appreciate a nice cock and balls. But, then again you are not worthy of my fucking cunt!  After they turn dark red, purple and blue and become hamburger meat, is when the fillet knife comes out! Goodbye, balls, and the ability to ever cum again. Pop each sack open and pull out your squishy balls and pop them in my mouth! Caviar my dear nuttless bitch! Let me harvest you balls for my snack.        

Snuff Movies and Castration

snuff moviesWant to watch snuff movies and cuddle? Okay, I could not even type that without laughing and doing a hard eye roll. I do not cuddle. You know what else I do not do? Play the victim. Some loser called me this week because he wanted to work out some aggression on the woman who just dumped him. I was like nope. You cannot make me a victim. He told me to shut up. I hung up on him. He kept calling back. Finally, I answered again and  the loser was still cursing at me. I was very clear that I am not the woman for his rape phone sex fantasies unless he wanted me to be his accomplice, or he wanted me to force fuck him. He kept trying to dominate me. And I kept blocking him because I am no one’s bitch. Never have been never will be. Since he would not play nice with me, I took his nuts. I took his cock. And I took his life. It is not my fault if some loser cannot tell the difference between a sadistic and a victim. It is not my fault that he does not read my bio or my blogs. I do not care how much you pay to talk to me; I will never be your victim. I do not play well with others, especially dumb asses like the loser who called me to force his pathetic wiener on me. I made sure he knew that his girlfriend was smart for dumping his pathetic ass. I have his address. I have enough information to find him on social media and find his ex-girlfriend. Would not be the first pathetic caller I hunted down and castrated in real time. You dumb fucks. You do not try to dominate me without repercussions. You are my victim, or I am your accomplice. Nothing else.

Taboo phone sex is a wild ride

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Craving taboo phone sex and can’t get those filthy thoughts out of your mind? You know you’re one sick fuck, and I want to help you bring those wicked desires out. You’ve often thought about the girl next door and have wanted so badly to sneak into her house and make her take your cock. You love being a sick fuck so let me help you.

I want to befriend that slut and have you over. Let’s get her all fucked up that she doesn’t even know where she’s at. I love a high whore who is out of it completely. I want to strip her down and make you take out all your frustrations on her. I want to see her body shiver when you stick that rod in her and fuck her rough. Make the little slut lose herself. Make her obsessed with getting violated and used. Let’s make sure she craves cock and lots of drugs from now on, and we’ll make her a good cum rag together.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Weapon of Choice

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my poison. When I have any weapon to choose from, I pick a knife every time.  Knives require skills. Knives make the fight fairer and I like a good fight. A woman with a gun is no fun. One pull of the trigger and the victim is dead. I like to prolong the imminent death. The thrill for me is in the hunt and the torture. I never just stab without some foreplay. My knives allow me to perform a variety of tasks too. I can cut. I can castrate. I can inflict pain. I can gut. I can kill. One instrument, so many ways to have fun. This weekend, my knives were used for castration phone sex. Nothing I enjoy more than taking a worthless pair of nuts. I caught this guy spiking girls’ drinks when they went to the bathroom in this bar I was at. I knew then he was my target for the night. I was not his type, but once I warned the other girls subtly, he was left with me. I got my inspiration from this movie Promising Young Woman. I am never a victim. I will protect other women though from predatory assholes. This looser was a short fat fuck. These women, myself included, were well out of his league. I acted drunk, but we never made it to his place. I took his balls in his car. Okay, I did more than take his balls. I gutted the predator like a pig. I took his balls while he was still alive though, so he would feel the pain. I taunted him with his balls too. I shoved them in his mouth while I turned him into a snuff porn star in his own car. I took his balls and killed him all with knives. One predator down, many more to go.

 

St. Patrick’s die

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Usually, St. Patrick’s day is a great holiday to go out and about and get drunk and find the perfect victim. This year with the whole covid restrictions, it’s a bit harder, but it doesn’t mean I can’t think about the past years where I have had my fun turning whores into bloody punching bags. A few years back, I took my bloody phone sex fantasies and turned them into reality. It was st. Patrick’s day and I got really lucky scouting the victim that fit the bill to a T. I saw this preppy blonde chick making googly eyes at my boyfriend. I played the game well and let her join us for some green cream. 

I watched as she got all handsy and flirted nonstop. You can say I was green with envy, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from fucking her up. After I put some nice sedatives in her drink, we both watched her drink till it was gone and immediately offered her to come to our place. As we got home, she was ready to knock out, and the fun then began. I let my boyfriend fuck her, and I went ahead and smothered her and sliced her throat till it was all bloody. It is hard to top that st—Patrick’s day. 

Gothic Phone Sex Castration

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex fantasies are making a comeback. Horror, death, and romance make a great fantasy trio. I am a Goth girl. I am dark and brooding like some male protagonist in a Gothic novel. I think more like a man, except when I am wielding my knife under a pair of nuts. There is this old castle on the outskirts of town. It has a unique history and is rumored to be haunted. The guy that bought the castle is turning it into a bread and breakfast, but before he does, he offered a night in the castle to ghost hunters and horror fans. I was in. I paid for my night, along with thirty others. I brought my knife. I ain’t afraid of no ghost. Fuck, I am not afraid of anything. I was ready for what ever scares they had coming my way. This loser would not leave me alone. Some rich bastard with a hardon for Goth girls like me. The castle had no power yet. We each had a lantern with a low light as we navigated the huge castle. We were locked in for the night. We surrendered our phones when we entered. Sadly, I busted no ghosts. I did, however, bust some loser’s nuts just like I do on a castration phone sex call. This guy would not leave me alone, so I castrated him in a dark, damp castle. I had no soldering pen to stop the bleeding. I used my hair tie as a castration band to show I had some humanity. The castle was so vast, no one heard his screams. I knew if they did, the other 28 folks would think it was sound effects of a haunted house. I could have killed him. I should have killed him because it would have added to the mystery around this ancient Gothic castle, but I would have been a suspect. I decided to just castrate him and rob him of his horny desires. Men rarely report when a woman assaults them. He was bleeding and in pain, but he would survive. He can always say a vengeful spirit ripped his balls clean off and people will believe him.

Castration Phone Sex Princess

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Do you know what else a lifelong masochist is good at other than being a victim? We’re hella good at sadism because we know how to dig and slice into your fears and those dark inner cravings that you keep in check. Ok, so not all sadists want to have the tables turned on them. The ones that do want to experience some pain for pain, though? They fall all over themselves to get a piece of my torture. I’ll make you beg me for more, and I’ll give it to you. I’ll take them too, your balls, that is. 

Your pretty blonde princess is going to take your balls from you. The terrified look in your wide eyes while I pull them away from your body will be priceless. I’ll hold your bloodied, mangled manhood in my pretty hand and cackle at your pain. I hope you don’t pass out and miss the fun of me licking up your blood. If you do, I will just bitch slap you with my crimson palm and smear some of your severed balls on your face. I want castration phone sex, pervert, do you? Can you handle my immense cruelty? I wonder.

Sadistic Phone Sex Twisted Doll Maker

I wanted to create something and be crafty. I’m a sadistic phone sex bitch and a Queen Bitch at that. I am no fucking Martha Stewart, I’m more a surgeon and butcher. I love cutting up little girls and love my chainsaw. I have a real enjoyment of blood splattering good times too. They go hand and hand. So it’s only the obvious thing to play as a good protagonist and follow my hero’s style. It’s Mistress Gray Frankenstein is an appropriate thing. I obsess over Science and seeing how to reanimate things after piecing them together and cutting up bodies.

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I had the cutest little girl and boy the other day. I was curious about making them into a special little dolly. I found a trashy whore I lured in with some cocaine. I also got myself a high roller that would pay to watch me destroy these three. He loved the blood show and sound of the chainsaw cutting bones. I loved standing over my victims in heels and my hot body barely covered.

I needed to pull an Elizabeth Bathory and have that blood splatter over my bare flesh. I drained them over a tub and bathed in their plasma and blood while i masturbated in the bath. I loved stitching the little boys cock onto the girls body and the breasts of the trashy whore on her too.

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You can play with my Frankenwhore if your good. I added the hookers long legs to that little body also. My client loved fucking himself with that little limbs of my little victims and putting the whores vagina on the little boy’s bottom was a true move for the real money. He was ecstatic and tipped me a cool grand! I love my eccentric Millionaire clients they are the best!

Medical Castration phone sex

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Castration phone sex is not for every one. Only those men who need to have those pathetic useless balls removed! I personally like to add some cock torture to the castration process. Now medical devices are such a help when it comes to removing your testes. Can we talk about hot large sounding bars going into your urethra?

 I am such a fan of these medical instruments that I can use to torture you. I know what you’re thinking. You want to keep your balls and you don’t want your cock to have any pain. Well too bad, too sad. A man like you is not met to have his full ball set. Am I opinionated if I would like to slice your dick off? We can start with some barbed wire and a nice fillet knife. For my personal favorite and nice extra sharp diamond cut scalpel. The process might be a little bloody a whole lot pain. But I’m a sadistic talking deviant bitch who pulls no stops when it comes to castration and medical torture. I really don’t see those balls or that cock having a future. If it was up to me every call would be a medical fetish phone sex opportunity.one where I remove your pathetic useless male organs. Your girl Jezabel has a great need to eat your balls and dick and drink your blood!