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Bloody phone sex will make your that dirty cock cum hard!

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex will make your that dirty cock cum hard! I know you love it when I talk dirty to you, so I thought I’d write this blog to let you know just how much I crave your hard cock and twisted desires.

You know how much I love it when you stick your thick, hot cock in all of my holes. I don’t know what it is, but there’s something so thrilling about knowing that you can use me however you want, whenever you want. And I’m always ready for you, ready to give you fresh meat to play with.

I know it may sound twisted to some, but I can’t help it. The thought of getting all bloody and messy with you makes me so incredibly horny. It’s like a primal instinct taking over, and all I want is for you to use me for your pleasure.

Some people may judge us for our kinky desires, but I don’t care. They just don’t understand the rush we get from indulging in our darkest fantasies together. And one of my favorite fantasies is cannibalism. The thought of consuming flesh in a sexual context is such a turn on for me. And I know you love it too.

I can just imagine you on the other end of the phone, listening to my moans as you describe in detail what you want to do to me. I can almost feel your hot breath on my skin as you whisper your twisted desires in my ear. It’s like we’re together in a twisted, dark place, far away from the judgmental eyes of society.

And when we’re done, I can almost taste the satisfaction on your tongue as you tell me how much your dirty cock just loves all the bloody filth we created together. It’s like our own little secret, and the thought of it makes me want you even more.

So, Master, whenever you’re feeling horny and need a little release, just remember I’m here waiting for you. Your twisted little Marley, ready to indulge in some Evil phone sex with you. Let’s get bloody and dirty together, baby.

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Run Amuck in a Tech Savvy World

murder phone sex fantasiesMurder phone sex fantasies run amuck in times like these. I blame social media and smart phones. In this sort of instant world, we have created with everything at our fingertips and a Siri question away, no one has patience anymore. Also, some folks feel emblazoned to say whatever the fuck they want in a text or a comment. They falsely think there will be no repercussions if they do not say what they think to your face.

Not me. This sadistic bitch makes a note of everyone who offends me, and I get my revenge eventually. I have exchanged blows with this one tool for almost a year in a mutual group we belong to. However, he does not live near me. So, I was not sure if my killer phone sex fantasies would ever come true. But dreams do come true when you are patient.

I stalk his social media pages looking for trips he takes for work. And finally, he was nearby. About three hours away. Dumbass posted where he was staying and all his favorite bars and places to eat. Social media makes it easy to stalk your prey. Since he has no clue what I look like or even my real name, it was easy to trap him. I just acted like a woman who wanted to fuck him. Most men let the thought of sex rule their brains over common sense.

Venus Always Gets to Kill Her Man Eventually

I disguised my looks, and when we were back in his hotel room, I gave him a shot of Fentanyl. Just a little bit to subdue him and prevent him from screaming when I carved him up. I do not often kill anywhere but my kill shack, so I had to plan this out carefully, so I did not get caught. But I am a good planner. I knew where the cameras were in the hotel ahead of time, so I could hide my face from them.

Castration phone sex in a hotel room is never ideal, but this bully of a man needed a lesson learned. And since he lives on the opposite coast, I did not have any other choice but to do it this way. I guess he is a lightweight because he never woke up. I did still cut off his cock and his balls, but I did not gut him like a pig. Too much of a risk I would cut myself in the process and leave some DNA behind.

When you take a man’s family jewels the kill looks personal. So, they look at ex-girlfriends first. I have no connection to this loser. I traveled 3 hours to kill him. And I disguised myself. He did die. Not sure if it was from shock and blood loss or from the Fentanyl. But I do not care. He is dead. This marked the first time I killed a man and left the body behind. Normally I get rid of all the evidence. But the loser is dead, and I can rejoice. Now, to work on the other assholes who made my naughty list. Perhaps, you are on my list.

Roleplay phone sex can be deadly for you and your balls!

Roleplay phone sexRoleplay phone sex can be deadly for you and your balls! Let’s see if you understand what I am saying. I like to have men that think they are cock of the walk. I love to make them my bitches. And if you don’t comply, well I have ways of making you pay. 🩸🔪

That old razzle dazzle of a slutty teen who takes your cock and balls off for sheer enjoyment.  Your begging for me to let you stop hurting so badly makes me happy.  It is not a good idea to get your hopes up too high!  You can be sure that I won’t stop even if you are screaming  fucking tears. Wow, that’s a lot of blood! Whoopsie  You might think that’s cruel, but I think it’s FUN!

I enjoy listening to you whimper, whine, and beg me not to hurt your cock and balls.  I’m not going to let you off without a lot of searing pain in your family jewels!  You will follow my orders to the fucking T!  After that, maybe I’ll let you cum… if you can. You’re probably gonna be so fucked up that you can’t.  But that’s okay. I don’t mind at all!

Roleplay phone sex can be deadly for you and your balls!

 I mean, if you weren’t the prime candidate for my Castration phone sex we wouldn’t be here!  So don’t try to escape, you’re going to get what’s coming to you. I’m going to make you suffer in the most awful way possible!

Just because you think I am a  filthy little fuck pig doesn’t mean I’m not above some hot cock and ball removal and at the very least making your prick a pin cushion.  I’m going to make sure you remember me for a long time! Get ready to be castrated, bitch!

Ass rape porn starring Sissy Faggots who have fallen Victim!

Ass rape porn I have been watching Ass rape porn and can’t help but fantasize about all the ways I am going to dismantle your cock hungry shit hole. Come here you worthless sissy faggot a man like you deserves to be tormented and trashed. I’ve got a gang of horny black men that would love to take advantage of your bussy and show you, your true self-worth. You will be nothing more than a sissy faggot Cum dumpster when I am through with you. I will first prep those holes of yours for the big guys! Use my Jack hammer Jesus to devalue your worthless cunt before getting you strung out on loads of cum.

Bend over bitch!!!

You can call me Mistress Terry, don’t you like them big and long… Isn’t that sissy hole of yours craving to be stretched beyond means? A faggot slut like you just can’t help but indulge in Blasphemy sex… Don’t you dare try and play like a religious boy now… I bet if your father knew how much of a dirty little dumpster whore you were he would be mortified.

No worries Faggot we will keep it our naughty secret.

As long as you are an obedient faggot slut you won’t have to worry about any severe repercussions. Come and join me in hell! There is no need for you to have a cock, after all, I will get you pinned up. Invert that worthless cocklette of yours and play the role of a plastic surgeon so we can get you some Big tits on that flat chest for you to play with. The more places we can get a cock to drizzle inside of the better of a whore you will be.

As soon as I get you looking like a tranny-licious slut I will have you starring in all sorts of kinky Snuff porn as a cock socket.

Taboo Phone Sex Roleplays Arouse Me

taboo phone sexI love taboo phone sex role plays. Perhaps, my background makes me prone to taboo fantasies like hardcore BDSM, rape fantasies, incest and snuff. Most men on the dark net know of me. They know me either as the victim of a snuff flick they beat their meat to, or they know me as the accomplice who helps make dark things happen to other girls or women.

Most men hire me to help them get to some young piece of ass like a daughter or stepdaughter. But occasionally, a man hires me to help snuff his wife. My most recent client wanted help with his ex-wife. Personally, I thought he was just bitter that he left her for a woman. But I do not judge. I take the money and do the job a client paid me to do. A woman might be harder to lure away than a naïve schoolgirl, but if his ex likes pussy, I felt confident that I could snag her.

His wife turned me on. I almost thought about turning the tables on my client, but in the snuff porn world that could cause problems for me and kill my cash flow as an accomplice. So, I seduced her and set her up for revenge. Damn shame too because she might be the best cunt eater I ever met. We fucked for a few hours before I restrained her for her ex-husband.

You Never Turn the Tables on Your Accomplice

But when he saw her tied up like that, he changed the plan. He tried to look like her savior to win her back. I would have gone along with it, but he tried to kill me. So, I showed his hot piece of ass all our correspondence and the money he put in my account. And I told her everything he told me about her. She was not dumb. In this situation, I was justified in betraying my client.

My new client became the ex-wife with the golden tongue. She castrated him with my help. Made a bloody mess but it was worth it to me. He could not switch our agreement like that and try to make his hired accomplice his snuff sex victim.  Now, I have a new lover and a bad ass accomplice. We killed her ex-husband together. And good riddance. No wonder she left him for pussy.

Knife Play Phone Sex Intoxicates Me

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex, I think, is best enjoyed on snowy days. I love the look of blood on white snow. Such a stark contrast and that arouses me. Everything about blood arouses me though. The look, the taste, the feel, the smell… So, when we got our first official snow, I knew I had to hunt. I can always find some prick out at a bar despite the weather. Guys go for Goth chicks. But I am not the typical chick.

I went into my favorite Goth bar last night, and like a moth to a flame, Troy walked up to me with some cheesy pick-up line, and I knew he was my next victim. We had some drinks together. I acted interested in his boring life. Everything about Troy annoyed the fuck out of me. So, I knew he would be my next bloody phone sex victim. And I wanted to do it in the snow too. I love the look of fresh snow covered in blood.

The Look of Blood in the Snow Intoxicates Me

When I suggested we leave, he asked me to pay half the bill. What a loser. He asked me if I wanted something to drink. Even had the waiter put it on his tab. Then when he closes out his tab, he asks me to pay for my drinks. Yeah, this loser would lose his balls tonight I told myself. And he did. But he put up a fight. I thought for a moment he might get the better of me, but then I zapped his balls with a stun gun, and he fell to the floor with a thud. I had him in my kill shack off the beaten path.

Once he fell to the ground, I could take him out easier. I dragged his body into the snow, pulled his pants off and castrated him. First, I took his nuts. I mean I do love castration phone sex for a reason. But he did not bleed enough for my tastes. The cold slows blood flow. So, I decided to take his dick too.

No Loser Deserves to Keep His Balls

I knew the smell of fresh blood would draw out nature’s accomplices. Before long, I had an audience of bears, coyotes and wolves. Even a few birds came out too. In the snow, it is harder for them to find food. So, I like to help them eat. When I chopped his dick off blood splattered everywhere.

I made a small cut on his femoral artery too. I stepped away from him and the animals knew that was their cue to eat. And I watched as they ate him alive. He would not have lived long bleeding like that anyway. So, in a way my furry accomplices just helped put an end to his pain quicker. I knew I would find a loser out in this snowy mess last night. Another loser bites the dust. Who is next?

Domination Phone Sex and CBT for Pathetic Small Dick Losers

domination phone sexIn need of domination phone sex? I am a sexy switch, and the size of your cock determines if you get to be dominant or submissive with me. As a size queen, I simply cannot submit to little pathetic cocks anymore. When I was younger, I did not know any better. My father raised me to be a sex slave for him and his friends. However, I eventually ran away.

The damage was done though. I thought my father’s 4-inch dick was big because he told me it was. And I was so sheltered I had no clue. But once I ran away, I started hooking on the streets and eventually got into dark porn. You know the kind. BDSM and snuff porn. The nastier, more extreme porn pays well. And for a runaway and high school dropout, I would never make that at McDonalds.

This Sexy Switch is a Size Queen

I still dabble on the dark side, but I am older and wiser. I understand that a 4-inch cock is not big. So, when Peter thought he could dominate me with a 2-inch dick, I laughed. I laughed hysterically too. He was half the man my father was, and my father was no man. I snatched the whip from his hand, pushed him to the ground and whipped his worthless pecker raw. Not today, Satan.

The Size of Your Dick Determines Which Side of Me You Get

Peter looked stunned. He thought I was a submissive girl. Once upon a time, I was a submissive slut to all men. However, those days are in my rearview mirror. Someone with a 2-inch dick is not a man. I gave him some cock and ball torture sex. And the loser did not like it. Not only did I whip his worthless pecker raw, but I also flogged and pegged his ass too.

The little bitch squealed like a pig. Bled like a pig too. I guess I went a little hard on his ass. But he deserved all that pain and suffering. Who thinks they are an alpha male with a clit stick?

Castration Phone Sex is What I Want More of in 2024

castration phone sexI made a New Year’s resolution for more castration phone sex. Although I whacked off over 200 worthless balls last year, I want to double that number this year. Plus, I want to chop off a few dicks too. I like a mixture of willing men and less willing men. Will you volunteer for me to castrate you, or will I need to take your junk by force? Honestly, I am game either way.

I placed a few ads on the dark net looking for prey. Although this guy thought we were on a date, I was just prepping him for a good junk removal session. If I plan to take your junk, I deem you unworthy to fuck already. Not to say I have not castrated a few men who tried to cuddle me after sex. Castration has been an afterthought many times.

I Will Take Your Junk for Shits and Giggles

However, with Tony, I planned his castration. The loser posted a video of him slaughtering a cat. Pick a fair fight loser. It does not make you a man to kill and torture something that cannot fight back. Just makes you a bully with a pin dick. Although I love torture sex, I pick a fair fight always. I enjoy the challenge of fighting a man bigger than me. Although Tony appeared bigger and stronger than me, I knew I was smarter, Way smarter. That is why I always win any battle.

Tony got dunk which is what I wanted. Liquor dulls your pain and makes you easier to subdue. I tied him to his bed. Although I did not have my castration chair, I did bring everything I needed. Including a mason jar to preserve his balls. He never saw it coming until his balls were in my hand. Silly boy thought he was getting a blow job.

Instead, a sadistic phone sex bitch took his junk. He bled heavily for a while until I heated up a cast-iron skillet to cauterize the wound. I left his cock. And I made sure he knew if I ever caught wind of him hurting an animal again, I would take his cock too. He knew I meant business because as I placed his severed balls into a mason jar, I wrote his name and address on the jar.

Snuff Phone Sex is What I Need More of in 2024

snuff phone sexMy resolution this year? More snuff phone sex. What dark resolution did you make? Although I do not make going out on New Year’s Eve a habit, when I do, I always kill. I show restraint 351 days of the year. But in my defense, the idiots come out on New Year’s Eve. And they were out in droves last night.

I stepped into my favorite Goth bar. Although I knew several folks there, most of the folks in my bar appeared to be strangers. And they likely had no clue they were in a Goth bar either. One guy walked up to me with a cheesy pick-up line. I am not a pickup girl. Cheesy lines never work on me. I do not go to a bar to pick up dudes. However, I do go to bars to rid the world of players, douche bags and predators.

And all three were crammed into my local Goth bar last night. Well, I turned a few of them into snuff porn stars. The guy who hit on me died first. I gave him three warnings to back off me. But he thought it was some sort of game. Not me. I am not a game player. After the third attempt, he resorted to spiking my drink. I have eyes in the back of my head. Nothing gets past me.

More Snuff Deaths in 2024

So, I pretended to play his game. I acted like a drunk Goth girl and let him take me home. But instead of fucking me, I fucked him. I fucked him literally with a homemade strapon. I glued shards of glass to the dildo so that when I fucked him, I shredded his asshole. But I also fucked him metaphorically because I killed him. Of course, I tortured him first. He deserved it. He got lots of cock and ball torture before I severed his artery and let him bleed out.

I enjoy making men regret hitting on me. But the pain I inflict is what I enjoy most. A man’s suffering makes my pussy wet. But then anyone’s suffering turns me on. More torture sex for 2024. Death and torture are my biggest aphrodisiacs.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone. Now to begin with I have been wielding a knife since I was very young. See who could skin an apple with never lifting the knife. Butchering became a fun family time experience. First it should be mentioned that this down home country girl has a collection of knives.

 A knife hangs on the door handle. One under my pillow. Bet I can peel your cock in one long strip. Never, not once lifting the knife up. First layer will hurt but not nearly as much as when you get lower. When you peel the skin off of someone with a super sharp knife it can be done layer by layer.Knife play phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what you get.

At least when you don’t put something on that to staunch the blood flow. Trust me to keep you from getting infection. Among my very many talents I am an organizational freak. It must be remembered that when keeping weapons you keep them clean. You also need to staunch all that blood. To do this you keep disinfectant on hand. Either to the left or to the right. Depending on your dominate hand. Ever clear is a great disinfectant. The old moonshine. Not the new flavored faggot ones that barely have more alcohol content than mouthwash.

Use something at least 75% alcohol. This will keep the knife clean, you will see it slicing, washing away the blood. Have a little sip. Poor a little more on the wounds. Once it has been thoroughly doused, soaked, or even marinated in the alcohol.

We have the wrapping up part. I for one like meat. Not the skin. Making it none other than cannibalism phone sex. Eat it raw just like sushi or the good red meat. Now you need to remember to use your knife.

In summary, I will slice and dice you. Make you in minced meat just to devour you.