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Castrated, For Her Pleasure

You really don’t need that now do you? You’re a pathetic waste and frankly the only pleasure you could give me is to let me castrate you and cut off that useless peg of a dick. I would take great pleasure in pursuing castration phone sex with you, but you see I would have to take it further. I personally like taking souvenirs, like most serial types do. I like to play with my victims and nothing is better than to start with a castration while you cock is hard. I slit that ball sack right open and let those nuts fall… I then move to filet that cock, kinda like you butterfly a steak filet before I completely dismember it from your slit nut sack. My good boy really loves when I give him the bloody meat to feast on. So, are you up to be my next victim?

Castration Phone Sex

Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner Not Your Girlfriend

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is the only way you can serve me if you are not a victim. I am not your girlfriend. I am no one’s girlfriend. Guys IM me with “Hey Baby” all the fucking time. I am stabbing them repeatedly in my mind. When guys call me baby or honey on the phone, or worse, try to do a fuck call, my instinct is to chop off their dicks. So, my advice to you is that if you are not looking for a castration call, then you best not treat me like a girlfriend.  This is a snuff site. It is for dark fantasies only. Get the fuck off my page if you are looking for a blowjob because I have sharp teeth and a collection of worthless dicks in a jar. I am the woman of your wicked dreams, not your wet dreams. I can make your wet dreams come true but as your accomplice. You want to fuck and torture a young girl? No problem. I have no maternal instincts whatsoever. I will kidnap and kill any little one for or with you. Are you getting the picture? I make snuff porn not girlfriend porn. Again, if you are looking for a woman to fuck or give you head, go somewhere else or die. Yes, it is that black and white.

Castration Masturbation

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I love when you masturbate to my castration phone sex. You know I am well advised in such. I love cutting and slicing those testicles right off. I have many different real-life ways I prefer. Shears, rubber bands, rusty blades, and scalpel are a few of my favorite. Each has one has a special place in my dark soul. Shears are fast allowing me to cauterize and still use you for my toy. Rubber bands are a long drawn out painful process that keeps that dick hard for me as I tempt you with my sweet virgin pussies. Rusty blades are the most horrific, yet they delight me so! And a scalpel is the best way to surgically remove those yummy rocky mountain oysters and leave your ball sack hanging as a dreadful reminder of the man you once were.  In each instance, you become feminized and my personal servant. A man with no balls is perfect to be enslaved by an evil whore like myself!  If I deem you good enough to keep around that is. I delight in pathic men like you who never knew what to do with a small dick beside the small victims I find you. And my favorite part is when you come willingly to have them removed by you evil delight Jezabel. Most always it is the cheap phone sex sissy training Girls who send you to me, like the sexy Girls over at sissysluthut.com. The only difference is they will dress you up and make your serve cock, but I will physically take your manhood. cheap phone sex

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is popular on Sundays. I think men get to praying for a bigger dick; praying to be a better man and they can’t do that with a shrimp dick. Little dick losers pray at my evil alter. I don’t have empathy only contempt for small dick losers. I met Tom at a bar. We had corresponded via the dark net for months. I was encouraging him to chop off his balls. He took some convincing, but he agreed. When I came down to doing it, however, he struggled. He botched it, and only nicked his left testicle. That was when he started asking me for more than just encouragement. He wanted my help with chopping off his nuggets. I told him that would cost him. We agreed to meet. Last night, was the last day he had balls. I took him to my castration chamber after a few drinks at the bar. I explained that my castration chair was an old prison executioner chair modified to chop off balls. I gave him a shot of whiskey and strapped him in. For a clean castration, no movement can occur, or I might take the cock too. I separated his balls from his dick. I use a castration band like they do with sheep and cattle. The circulation is cut off, numbing the balls. This makes it easier to whack them off. I wanted to give him a clean cut. I used sterile medical grade scissors and snip snip the balls. It is torture sex. It hurts no matter what, just hurts less when I do it properly. Jack asses get a dirty castration with serious risk of infection. For Tom, I used a soldering iron to cauterize the wound. I’m no surgeon. He will have a nasty jagged scar, but he will live a eunuch’s life from here on out.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexWhat are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I could write a Russian novel about mine.  I have snuff fantasies about killing young ones, old ones, anyone… I have a wicked desire to castrate almost every man I meet. I want to kidnap and torture a bimbo slut. I want to bleed out all the mean girls in the world. I want to traffic small girls so I can profit off their tender age flesh. I want to watch a male accomplice split the pussy and ass of a young one in two. Those are just the tip of the iceberg. Every day, I meet several people that I want to do very bad things to.  I talk to them too. I wish there were more accomplices in the world but finding a man that is worthy of my time is hard. It is also difficult to find a man who can match my sadistic needs. I was hanging out with Ivan last night. He wanted to fuck a super young girl, torture and kill her. He vomited at the first cut to her flesh. What a wuss. The young girl, however, she fought like a champion. She had balls. He was a disappointment. So, I gave her a knife and let her castrate the loser who had rape phone sex fantasies about her. She was young, but she had a lot of anger inside, anger she took out on her kidnapper. I think I just found my latest accomplice. Girl power.

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.

Cocksucker Castration

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Cocksucker! Now do I have your attention? This snuff whore has captured you and you are hanging in an abandoned factory warehouse. Oh, this little blood loving slut didn’t do it alone. These massive black football player type big strong black men have had there way with your ass. Your bleeding down the wall with meat hooks in your shoulders.

I loved the way you squealed for me piggy boy. You have been pissed on and fucked so hard that your intestines are hanging out. You’re my bloody faggot bitch. My Bitch man slave, be my sex toy entertainment for the night. 

My shears are sharp and catching the light. Beg for me not to castrate you cock whore! I will let you down if you prove yourself. Ten big Black cocks are waiting for you to try to save your manhood! Suck them and let them fuck the pulp that is your ass! Can you save that dick? Or will I be slicing and dicing it as you bleed out for me, dealers choice!

Castration Phone Sex: A Deal is a Deal

castration phone sexDo you have castration phone sex fantasies? If you dream of having your dick or balls lobbed off, you are in the right place. I will not prevent you from mutilating your genitals. In fact, I will egg you on. The problem is that most men with fantasies of getting their balls chopped off, lack the balls to actually do it. That is why guys call me or hire me for castration. I don’t back off. Once you have paid me, your balls are coming off regardless if you get cold feet or not. Jeremy paid me $3,000 to castrate him then tried to back off. Maybe some women would be like oh that’s free money. Not me. They way I view it is if you pay to have your nuts chopped off, you don’t deserve to have them, and you certainly don’t deserve to reproduce. The world doesn’t need another looser. He thought he could fool me by giving me a fake name, but I ran his prints on the money he gave me. I have connections. I showed up at his place last night and did the job I was paid to do. If he would have played by the rules, I would have sedated him and given him a clean cut. Instead, I gave him nothing for the pain and I used a jagged blade. Instead of sealing the wound properly, I used my hair straightener. I left Jeremy in need of medical attention. I will leave you the same way if you try to back out of an agreement. A deal is a deal.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Women

rape phone sex fantasiesGirls like me have rape phone sex fantasies too. No, I am not submissive. No, I am not talking about you force fucking me. Just the opposite actually. Last night, I made my fantasy a reality. I bought this super huge dildo to peg a guy’s ass. I didn’t which guy until last night, but my special large dildo was in my purse just in case I met him.  I did. I knew who he was the moment I heard the way he was talking to his wife in public. I waited and watched. Eventually, he went to the bathroom. It was a dark night club, so no one could make me out from a distance. I walked into the men’s room right behind him, pushed him in a stall. I am scrappy. I had his pants torn off as I was putting on my huge strap-on for some ass rape porn in a night club bathroom. Did I mention, I bedazzled my strap-on with razor blades? When I fucked his ass, I shredded it too. His entire asshole was mutilated. I let him know that I could sever his dick too if I wanted. He was going to need medical attention when I was done, but he could live or die. The choice was his. If he wanted to live, he needed to treat his wife better. If he wanted to die, then he could fight me. He wanted to die. He put up a fight; he started yelling something about no bitch telling him how to treat another bitch. He had an average dick, nothing to warrant his cockiness. Well, he had an average dick until I cut it off and flushed it down the toilet. I left him bleeding out on the bathroom floor. I went and joined his wife at her table. We had to celebrate the gruesome, violent death of her misogynistic asshole husband. No woman will have to say me too with me around.

 

Cheap Thrills

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A girls night out turns in to a night of torture sex. I was out with my friends and noticed this guy who was my type to the T. After  trying to conversate with him I gave up. The man wasn’t big on words. I decided to move on. He wasn’t having any of that. I guess he speaks more with his actions rather than his words. He dragged me out of the club and took me to his place. I was already fucked up so I went right along with him. I wasn’t going to say no. I am a cheap slut deep down, and I have always liked it when a guy puts me in my place. I can’t stand prim and proper men. I love the guys I can’t take home to mom. Violate me and use me to your likings. I know once you are done with me you will toss me out like the trash whore I am. My tight ass won’t be intact when you finish with me. Take your time and have me endure all the torture fuck me . I have no say so. Treat me like a cum slut. I love when you spit on me and cum all over my face. Show me you own me, and you don’t care about my pain tolerance. I love bloody phone sex and pure pain.

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