Your pathetic dick deserves to be castrated, cut off and shoved up my tight, dirty little asshole while it’s gushing blood! I’m going to wrap your throbbing cock up tight with a rope, cutting off the circulation and laughing my ass off at you as I watch your shaft and balls turning blue and purple from being wrapped up so tightly! I’m just going to be sitting over here, playing with my cunt as I watch you squirm and suffer! I’m sharpening my butcher knife, I need to make sure it’s ready to slice off your manhood! Oh yeah, I want it to be gruesome and bloody, a torturous experience just how you like it! I raise my arm up high and violently cut that pulsating dick off of you, your blood splattering all over me as I castrate your pathetic cock! I’ll cut the balls off separately because I want you to feel the agonizing pain one after the other! Once i’m finished, i’m going to bend over in front of you and fuck myself with your castrated cock! I love the feeling of the gooey, sticky blood and flappy skin as it plunges in and out of my tight fuck hole. It feels like a piece of deflated bubble gum, all soft and rubbery, so disgusting! It looks sickening as I use it as though it were a dildo, covered in your flesh and blood!
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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
Killer phone sex fantasies run deep with me. My fantasies, however, are not all fantasies. I am a skilled serial killer. The key to not being detected is not killing in your backyard; patience; killing with a varied M.O. and never killing on impulse. People come to me to do their dirty work. I charge a pretty penny for killing on your behalf, but it is a win win for us both. You line my pockets and you get rid of your problem without going to prison. It is not only men who hire me. This week a woman found me on the Dark Net. She was looking to have her husband killed in a brutal fashion. He was a no good cheating bastard. I knew exactly what to do with him. I set him up catfish style. He thought he was meeting a blonde goddess in a hotel room, but a goth chick with a nice big knife. He acted like he had the wrong room. I told him I was a friend of his wife’s. The look on his face was priceless. He looked like he saw a ghost. I threw my knife at his cheating crotch, penned him against the door like a squashed bug. He started bleeding rather profusely from the wound. I sat on the edge of the bed as he cried and bled, rubbing my pussy. I waited until he was looking pale as a ghost from blood loss. Before I finished him off, I sliced his cock off, shoved his cheating dick down his throat and choked him to death on his own dick. Teach him to cheat again. Oh wait. He is dead. He will never cheat again. I called up my client, told her the dick was dead and sent her some disturbing selfies as proof. I may not have sex with dead bodies, but I certainly have fun with them. I’m a sick bitch.
Castration Phone Sex: The Best Part is What I Do with Your Nuts Afterwards
Castration phone sex is hands down the sickest fun I can have on the phone. I love telling losers exactly what I am going to do to their testicles. My pussy gets wet at the graphic detail. Every loser who calls me for this specialty is different. I never remove two guys’ junk the same way. Where is the fun in that for me? Variety is the spice of life. I enjoyed telling a loser last night after I removed his balls with a castration band and a rusty saw, that I was going to deep fry his nuts and eat them. My spin on Rocky Mountain oysters. As he laid there in pain, bleeding all over the place, I was deep frying his nuts in olive oil and scallions. They ended up looking like fried perogies, just a lot smaller. Not quite as tasty either. Sat down across from him and ate his balls. I’m not a savage. Of course, I offered him some too. He tried to politely refuse, so I forced a few bites down his throat. Your host offers you something to eat, you eat it, even if it is your own balls. How do you think I will remove your nuts? I will let you in on a little secret. The best part is not removing your balls; it is what I do with them afterwards.
Neutered makes for a better pet.
Love those roleplays. Castration phone sex has to be the most fun as I watch you quiver and quake wondering if tonight is the night that you lose those fun bags. You always wanted to be a little faggot with a pussy anyway. So, just let me finish this job and make you into a panty slut. I love fucking as much as anyone but some men shouldn’t be allowed to have the tools to procreate. You are one of them. Spreading your nasty seed and infection among women wherever you go. Knocking up pussies and making little bastards. Oh yes, I love “fixing” your kind. You don’t deserve that large pair of danglies. So, here’s a nice drugged beer and the crazy notion that I might let you fuck this pussy too.
Except this time you are the helpless one, waking up hogtied and your nutsac banded like a bull calf. It’s swollen like a purple balloon. So much more fun to pop them that way. I have my razor tipped stilettos on. Shall I dance all around your “boys” or just make it quick and clean with a straight razor. Or maybe, just slow and painful cuts until you are begging me to just end it all. Oh, I love being a dark, evil ball busting slut. I think you’ll be making this decision for me. Scream louder when I pick the right choice.
Doctors Office
Welcome to the Doctors office mother fucker. Drop your fucking clothes the Doctor will be right in. I’m the nurse and this is Dr. Big Dick the one that will be penetrating your pussy with his long john. While I cover your cute little fucking red mouth up with my strap on. Just when I make you pass out for a little bit I’m going to start cutting around the nipples hitting you with the doctors tools that just turns Dr. Big Dick on makes his big dick veins pop out purple with desire. Then that mushroom head gets so swollen it makes me feel like it wont even fit in my tight little cute pussy. This last patient Dr. Big Dick said we should keep her around as our little bitch and train her well. Teach her how we check the prostate with our big fat strap-on and let Dr. watch.
Cut Off My Cunt
Cut off my cunt. Tie all my limbs down and open me up so you can see my insides really good. My screams do not matter at all, you are on a mission to mutilate my tiny pussy so that I can never feel pleasure anymore. Knowing that it will actually cause me a lot of pain any time I am touched below my waistline turns you on so much. You heat up a knife on the stove and explain exactly how this going to go on. You are going to first slice my clit off then go on to remove my lips. The practice is held in many countries with great regard as a way to suppress women and you just think it is exactly what a dirty slut like myself deserves for prancing around the way I do in those skimpy outfits. You remove the knife, which is red hot by now, and in one slow cut take my clit away from me. I passed out from all the pain. What happened next??
Snuff Porn Accomplice
Snuff porn is hot to watch. The sad thing is that most of what you find on line is fake. I have made many a real snuff film; I know when I am watching a fake one. Watching even the fake ones, stirs up the mad murdering goddess in me, however. They make me crave for another kill. Like a vampire smelling blood, I need to feed when I watch a snuff film. I need to kill someone, anyone. I gathered up my knife collection, got in my car and cruised for a victim. It was a lovely night; lots of folks out late strolling the streets looking for love or drugs. One person, was looking for death. He just didn’t realize it yet. He was handsome, older man who was clearly trolling the jailbait runaways. I told him I had a sweet young virgin slut back at my place. He bought it. I offered him a spiked drink at my place. He was soon passed out. I didn’t lie. I have a sweet young thing at home named Amy. She is my young accomplice. I am teaching her the joy of killing. When our victim woke up, he was tied naked on my bed. A plastic sheet underneath him to catch the blood. The fear in his eyes turned us both on. Amy was hovering over his cock and balls with my favorite serrated blade. I was holding a razor blade near his neck. He pissed himself he was so scared. Shouldn’t troll for jailbait pussy if you can’t handle the risk. Amy hurled some harsh words at him as she sliced his balls off. “My pussy is off limits to old perverts,” she screamed as she slashed his dick off too. Blood poured out like a volcano eruption. Amy’s face was covered in blood. He was still alive but in shock. I shoved his cock in his mouth and slit his throat. He bled out. Amy was giddy in delight. So was I. We are a killing team. Whose next?
Evil Phone Sex Castrating Your Tool of Sin
How do you like it you pathetic fucking loser, to be my main fixation for evil phone sex. I’m very open to the fantasy raping of that ass and making you a castrato singer who’s obviously been castrated. I had always wanted to kidnap a male member of the choir to test out the castration of them and seeing if they become a true castrato.
You will be doomed to servicing the Priest as a good cocksucker you will earn your position in the choir. I’m so glad I got to bring you to my torture chamber and I will forcefully fuck the hell out of that ass and let my biker buds do the same while I come around front with my large hunting knife and whack that peepee clean off of you. Your dickless body being analy fucked as you start to bleed out. Oh, shit, I forgot… I really don’t feel obliged to stop the bleeding. I guess your just trash that needs to be incinerated.
Snuff Sex for Hire
Snuff sex pays the bills and then some. He was not my typical client. Guys come to me for assistance force fucking and killing, even torturing girls of all ages. When I asked to see a picture of his victim, he showed me his driver’s license. He wanted to die a horrific death at the hands of a goth goddess. He told me the sad pathetic story of his life. By the end, I wanted to kill him for free. I am no fool, I took the money. I told him he would not know when his number was up. I don’t share the plan of my kills because I enjoy the element of surprise. Five days after he paid me, I broke into his house as he was sleeping. I put a pillow over his face to wake him up. Startled him awake. He tried to take it all back. Even told me I could keep the money, but he didn’t want to go through with the plan anymore. How did I know this was just not part of the game? I tied him to the bed spread eagle before I laid out my torture sex instruments: my knife collection, a blow torch, a saw, pliers, soldering iron and a straight edge razor. If I was going to kill him, it was not going to go slow. I like pain and suffering. I duct taped his mouth so he could not scream efficiently. I made little painful cuts all over his useless body. I watched the blood trickled down and drip from his wounds. I sliced the skin off his testicles and pulled them out for shits and giggles before sawing his dick off. I castrate lots of men for fun and for profit. Never sawed off a dick before. Bastard passed out, so I stuffed his severed dick down his throat and made him give himself head. That woke him up quickly! I tortured him for hours before I plunged a knife in his belly and disemboweled him. I masturbated as he died in front of me. It was hot. I wish more guys paid me to do what they are too weak to do to themselves. Killing losers is fun.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: Don’t Prank a Sadistic
Do you have killer phone sex fantasies? We all have someone we want to slaughter. I have people I encounter daily that drive me to murder. I had this caller last week. I use the term caller loosely because he never paid for a call. He kept calling me baby and honey and saying stupid things like show me your tits baby and suck my cock. Do I looked like the kind of girl who wants to be called baby? Fuck no. So, let me iterate my stance. I am not your baby, honey or any cutesy name. I am only your mistress, your accomplice or your sadistic bitch. This little loser found out that I mean business. It’s called caller ID dumb fuck. He was not far from me, so I paid him a visit. It was worth the road trip to see his expression when I was standing over him with a big fat knife. He knew who I was. I was rather disappointed when I saw him. From his bravado on the phone, I honestly expected a grown ass man. He was a broke ass college boy who was goofing around on the phone. I hate broke guys. He was pleading with me to go. He apologized repeatedly. When he started talking about jacking off to me daily, I decided to castrate him. I know he is barely legal, but he was showing signs of being a sexual predator as a college boy. Most serial killers begin with antics like him. It was my duty to make sure he did not procreate in the future. He needed to learn respect for women. I was doing a good deed by taking his balls. Its those balls that make guys unruly. Young men are slaves to their cock and balls. One clean cut and his balls were in my back pocket. The youngest balls I have ever taken, but it was well deserved. I left him a bloody mess but I am confident I took away the cause of his bad behavior. Need some castration phone sex?