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Some Men are Born for Snuff Sex

snuff sexSometimes you meet someone, and you know they were put in front of you for snuff sex. Teddy was given to me by some higher, darker power. He was the most annoying man on earth. He was flashy in a way that screamed he was overcompensating for a small cock. All he talked about was his fancy sports car and his money. I don’t exactly scream sugar baby type. I am not impressed with money. I had no idea why he was hitting on me, but he wouldn’t go away. I dropped a roofie in his Martini. I mean what man drinks a Martini in a Goth bar? He got woozy quickly, so I got him to my car. He was a tiny dude. I had no problem getting him in my car. I drove him to my cabin in the woods. When he woke up, he was naked and tied to a St. John’s board that I had on the floor. Next to me were all my knives I use for castration. I was going to kill this annoying fucker, but I was going to castrate and torture him first. I used a dull rusty blade to slice his balls off. I didn’t give him a clean or compassionate castration. I wanted him to scream. I wanted him to hurt. I accomplished both. When he got too loud for my nerves, I shoved his severed balls in his mouth, and I cut off his dick too.  I then made some surgical slices to his arteries and watched as he bled out. It took a while, but the asshat finally died. I fed his dead body to the coyotes. I had no remorse either. No one is going to miss this rich fucker. His ego was way bigger than his dick. Well, now no woman has to endure him again. It was a random act of kindness on my part.

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Leftovers For Lovers

Sometimes I date this super dirty Mortician that is bi-sexual and by dirty I am referring to the things he likes to do to some of the males we pick-up together. We pick up our share of females too so don’t get me wrong, but the things he likes to do with the guys after he’s been fucked by them… Let’s say they are lucky if they even get a chance, or it could be considered unlucky. But nevermind, we drug our victims up at the Goth club and bring them back to a abandoned old mansion and take our use of them. We play out filthy rape fantasies with them and sometimes engage in some cannibalism phone sex. I love castration and even severing the whole dick off. Sometimes we will grill it up and I feed it to him. He has so many kinky tricks he learned from being a mortician that I really love our times together. My main boyfriend doesn’t really mind since he knows the sadistic bitch in me gets fed with these hunt dates as we call them.

Cannibalism Phone Sex

 

Taboo Phone Sex October

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is in full swing during October. Maybe all those slasher films are inspiring people to explore their dark desires. I can only hope. Violence on TV and in the movies helps make monsters like me! I have no moral compass. I have no guilt. I lack empathy. I am the perfect killing machine. Men come to me to help them with their murderous impulses. I am always a willing accomplice. Mr. Smith wanted his ex-wife killed. It was not just a simple contract killing. He wanted her tortured. I didn’t ask why because I didn’t care. I was being paid well for the task. I did some research on her habits and patterns to decide when the best time was to execute her. I saw her new husband and I knew why she was wanted dead. It didn’t take me long to put together this was a simple revenge murder. My guess was she left her husband for a hung man, a real man. I know I was being paid well to kill her, so I talked to her and suggested she make me a better offer. She married up, not down with hubby number two. She doubled my pay to kill her ex and to castrate him. Now, she was talking my language. I love to sever the balls of spiteful small dicked losers. My client was jealous that his wife married a better man with a bigger dick and a bigger bank account. One less small dick loser in the world is a win for all mankind. I went back to my original client and I killed him but before he died, I took his cock and balls. I let him know that his ex made me a better deal. The horrified look on his face when he realized he had been double crossed was priceless. I tortured him for hours before I put him out of everyone’s misery. If you hire me to kill someone, just make sure that someone can’t make me a better offer.

Keisha and My Demented Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sex2 girl phone sexYour Sexy mistress and I are in cahoots against you. Keisha is an Ebony sexy slut who eats pussy so well, sent you to me to turn you into a eunuch for her. I will be performing male castration so she can enjoy your willy without your mouth or bullshit anymore! You’re a man whore and you choked her so much she couldn’t even fucking talk. She loves your cock but can’t stand your fucking immature ways anymore. You know you fucked up. You are not even man enough to give her the beating and gangbangs she so adores.  This is a pleasurable form of torture for me. You arrive to me looking pale and so out of place.  I lead you into my basement of horrors where I tie you spread eagle to a table. I then use thin leather to restrain you across your stomach and thighs. My knife glints as Keisha walks up. She has been playing with a group of my friends in front of the camera and she is covered with cum and her lip is bleeding. Your living black doll looks happy as a clam though. You began to scream as I begin cutting your cock off. Hearing you scream only makes my pussy wetter.  I reach down and grab your cock and balls I filet them off. You pass out from the pain. I sear your wound shut with my knife getting high off of the smell of your burning flesh. You come around to me and Keisha enjoying ourselves on the silicone cock replicate of your cut off dick in front of you. As I French kiss your mistress Keisha and she fucks my hot wet cunt with your bloody cock, her laugh echoes as We use the bloody dick and your replica knowing you will never ever cum again bitch.

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is not what I am known for but I am a sexy switch, so when I had the opportunity to dominate a guy, I jumped on it. Trey is a co-worker of my current master. Master asked me a favor and I couldn’t refuse him. Trey needs a dominatrix for small dick humiliation and cock and ball torture. With Craig’s List and the Back Pages no longer advertising dominatrix’s, he was struggling with finding a mistress who would not take advantage of him. He has been blackmailed, jack rolled and scammed. Master knew I would be an honest bitch because if I was not, he would punish me. I was happy to meet Trey. I could see why he needed SDH and CBT when I saw him naked. Such a waste of a man! He was was handsome with a great job. Filthy rich but he had a 2-inch dick. I met him at his place where he had all the instruments for extreme cock and ball torture. I weighted this balls and pulled them down almost to the ground. His balls were bigger than his dick! I used a switch to punish his nut sack. I whipped his worthless testicles until they were bright red and swollen. He was crying from the pain, yet his nub was as hard as a clit on a pussy being finger banged by George Clooney. I told him he didn’t deserve balls because a dick that small didn’t deserve to cum ever. I could see his arousal over my suggestion that he be castrated. I was in bad ass bitch mode. I let the power get to my head and I clipped his balls off with fence cutters. I had an “uh oh” moment because there was no going back. I took his nuts and he was bleeding profusely. Trey loved it. He was begging me to take the whole enchilada. I couldn’t do that because it might kill him. I cauterized his wound, and called 911. Surely they have seen things worse than a home castration gone wrong, right? Trey lost his balls and if Master ever finds out, I may lose my life.

Castration at My Hands

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You are brought to my motel room thinking I am nothing but a gothic whore who needs to fuck. I begin jacking you off as your wife and three men walk in. your shocked but we have a surprise for you! You wife undresses and pulls out their nice thick cocks. She is going to show you how much they are going to cum for her. You pathetic bitch your days of cumming are over. You feel faint as the drink and the paralysis agent kicks in. I have you bound and use my shears to ask if you have any last words for your cock and balls. Oh, that’s right you cant talk bitch! My shears are cold against your scrotum. Your wife has all three men cumming on her face. I cut off your balls in one fell swoop, but my knife will take time to cut through your dick! These will make a tasty addition to my menu of corpses later.

He Made Snuff Sex Easy

snuff sexSometimes snuff sex is easy. Every now and then I get a willing victim who wants to die. He contacted me with a death wish. A male pain slut who knew he was not worthy to live. A dirty cock sucking faggot too. I had him sucking a real man while I sliced his body. It was so much fun too. I used a razor blade between his toes and his fingers. That skin is super sensitive and tender. His hands and feet were bleeding while he was still sucking cock. I decide to castrate him. Clearly, he had urges he couldn’t control. I carved faggot on his cock as I prepared to sever his worthless balls. This way if a woman ever saw him naked, she would know he was a cock sucking faggot. I sliced his nipples off as the castration band cut the circulation off his balls. I carved up his chest too. He was begging to be snuffed out, but I wanted to go slow. I had to take his faggot balls before I could let him die. I wanted him to know that I held his balls in my hands before I killed him. He was still getting skull fucked too. So many ways to die. Burned at the stake. Put in a woodchipper. Drown him while looking at him in the eyes. I told the man skull fucking his faggot mouth to stop for a second. When he pulled out, I slit his throat and my friend skull fucked him in the gapping neck wound where he was bleeding out. The blood was gushing over his cock as my faggot victim was taking his last breath. Some men in this world just know they don’t deserve to be alive. Are you one of them?

Friday the 13th Accomplice Phone Sex

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I am an evil accomplice phone sex whore. Hence the name. You come to me wanted a litter of slutkins to destroy with your big dick. You want to make every hole bloody and pulverized. I gladly take your down payment and bring you to my dungeon of doom. Your ears perk to the crying of caged naked girls and boys for you to choose from. A vending machine of asses and cunny if you will. You select three for the price you paid. I light the furnace and the fire under my cauldron. I help you rip them apart and murder each one. My knife still dripping with blood I walk up to you and cut your dick off. Oh, baby Don’t you know it’s a full moon and Friday the 13th? I need your rape phone sex fantasies cock to add to my potion so That I will have eternal life as a brat killer and cannibal! I laugh as you hit the ground and watch your manhood tossed in the water with brat body parts.

Your Balls are Mine!

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I want to tie you down and seductively cut your balls right off. My naked body oiled up and sliding up and down your body as I tell you how much better off you will be without those testes swinging between your legs. I offer you one last chance to release your sperm into a fertile young female. Sweet young pussy just ripe for the implantation of your seed. I felt that dick get hard against my bare ass cheeks as I cut your chest with my fingernails. I leaned down to suck the blood off and to tell you that my victim was ready for your seed. I motioned to the shadows and a frail slutkin came into view. She was scared but hopeful of carrying your seed. She had already been informed that the only way she would live would be to be a breeding whore for me. I popped her down on your cock and you gave the loudest grunt as you released all of that baby batter inside her. While she still rode you I sniped your man hood off and burnt your now sterile self closed. Your eyes as I fed your balls to my unwilling victim is something I will never forget!

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexThis is my castration phone sex chair. It is an old electrocution chair from my grandfather’s prison. I inherited a lot of prison memorabilia when the prison was shut down for cruel and unusual punishment. It was a private prison. Only the worst animals were in this place. My grandfather took some liberties with experimentation and executions. I think I inherited my sick mind from him. This chair that killed at least 100 of the sickest killers in the world, now castrates the biggest losers in the world. It resides in my dungeon with other torture devices. I modified it for castration. I have a long board that comes out from under the chair seat. The board has a hole in it so the cock and balls can be separated. I simply affix a castration band to the balls underneath to cut of the circulation, then I cut, chop or saw off the balls. I have a variety of blades from smooth cuts to jagged, rusty cuts. I can stop the bleeding, or I cannot. How I castrate you, depends on you. Whiney annoying bitches get castrated brutally. Guys who accept their fate, get castrated humanely. I have fun either way because I am using my grandfather’s prison equipment for the greater good. Not all men deserve to procreate and orgasm.