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Castration Phone Sex: Your Pain is My Pleasure

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is really a fuck load of fun. I mean how much of a loser must you be to call for virtual castration? I love losers. Tiny dicks amuse me. Their pain is always my pleasure. The guy I castrated this morning sent me pictures so I knew what I was dealing with on our call. Oh, my fucking God. It looked like his testicles ate his dick, if he even had a dick. He was all balls, no meat. No way he could even fuck his hand. Elephantiasis of the balls was my diagnosis. Get this. His balls being that fucking huge was self-induced, not a medical abnormality. He injects saline into his balls. Who the fuck does that? I mean he made those chicks with puffed up Botox lips look normal. It was going to be a pleasure to take his huge nut sack. I tied them up to cut off the circulation. Balls slice off easier when the flow of oxygen is halted. Once I cut his gargantuan nuts off, we talked about what to do with them. So many possibilities when you have huge fucking balls. They were so big, I decided I could make a meal out of his nuts. You may think I am crazy, but I have tasted nuts before. They fry up quite nicely actually. Add some olive oil and some scallions, even some grilled mushrooms and you have a nice meal. I had to poke his balls to drain the saline.  As he moaned in pain from fresh castration, I prepared myself a nice meal. I love eating a man’s nuts. Your nuts may be worthless to you, but they are yummy to me. Think you are ready to have a taboo phone sex bitch take off your nuts and eat them? Your pain, is my pleasure.

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Your snuff sex fantasies are about to fucking come true. My filthy deviant needs are to take what you hold fucking dear and you use it to your advantage all the fucking time. Your love of acting out the teen rape porn fantasies have you reaching new levels of depraved wicked sickness. Let me assist and offer you up the castration phone sex you damn well KNOW you need. Hell why don’t I hack that fucking ego of a cock off and feed it to you with my special way of preparing it in cannibalism phone sex.

As you bleed out and fall into shock I will fry your cock up with avocado oil, garlic, some herbs de provence herbs and get it nice and tender with a squeeze of your ball sack and some lemon to really make it a fine delicacy. The evil I have lurking inside me smiles as I cut into the tender meat of your dick with my fork I feed you your own tasty penis bite by delicate bite. You will eat, and to wash it down I will stand over you with a dental device to hold your mouth open as you sway between consciousness and unconsciousness I will piss down your pathetic loser throat laughing my evil laugh. You won’t live so don’t even worry. 

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Taboo Phone Sex: I Castrate and I Kill but I Never Care

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex? That’s all I do. I had some jackass call me last night calling me sweetie and honey. Clearly, he had me mistaken for another girl. I don’t do terms of endearment. I am no one’s sweetie or honey or boo. I explained to him that if he wanted to do a call he would have to cease with the sugar-coated talk or lose his testicles. He agreed. After I was done processing him, I came back and asked him what his extreme or snuff fantasy was tonight. The dumb bastard not only asked me what snuff meant, but he called me baby. I went ape shit on him. I verbally abused him with a litany of insults for about 10 minutes before I whacked off testicle #1. I made sure he understood that he was far too dumb to reproduce before I lobbed off testicle #2. As dumb as this jackass was, I think he discovered his inner pain slut. After I rendered him nutless, he begged me to take his dick too. Since he was only 4 inches hard, that was extremely easy to accomplice. If you call me for castration phone sex and you aren’t a total tool, I will numb you and cauterize the wound. However, if you are a stupid fuck, I will let you bleed out for a while before I offer any assistance, if I even offer any at all. This dumb fuck laid in a pool of his own blood, sans his balls with a severed penis, calling me baby. Castration turned to snuff rather quickly. Clearly, he had a death wish. I’m not the kind of bitch who warns you once, so you sure as fuck know I am not the kind to warn you four times. At that point, we were having snuff phone sex. I broke out the chain saw and dismembered him like Leatherface would. You don’t play by my rules, you die. Simple.

Castration Phone Sex is My Fav

castration phone sexWhen guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls.  I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?

Accomplice Phone Sex w/ Evil Goddess Gray

Your Evil Goddess of accomplice phone sex loves when you grovel at my feet begging for my attention. You beg me to use you and your petty little mind fails to understand that you will NOT survive my attention. As a sadistic phone sex seductress it is imperative that I get off on the torment of useless men.

Feeling sorry for your pathetic ass I decided to be humored by your presence and demanded that you undress for me. I needed to see if you were worthy in other ways… unfortunately, you are not. I barely was able to contain myself in my laughter when I saw that your fucking male member was as useless as you and immediately took a butcher knife to it. Your horror and shock turned me on so fucking much but not nearly as much as your screams and the blood. Oh the Blood! I was ecstatic in how fucking much a lacerated penis can bleed and lapped up that deep red sustenance that fuels my need to fuck.

Sadly, you bleed out and lose consciousness as I tried to force you to watch as my big beastly monster with a massive 16″ cock is fucking my cunt into pure ecstasy. My beast eats severed cocks like a delicacy as it truly is a total aphrodisiac for him, and in turn I get the kind of fucking I need to fuel my evil ways. His demon seed pours inside of me empowering me with it’s magical essence, it is my addiction.

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Snuff Sex: You Can’t Outsmart a Sadistic Bitch

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Snuff sex is the best sex. I picked this guy up at this Steam Punk bar I go to often. He wasn’t really a goth or Steam Punk guy. He just had a thing for goth bitches like me. I wasn’t going to marry him. He just looked like a good fuck. Had money too from the way he was dressed and the gold Amex card he used for his tab. He bought me drinks all night. He was an out of town business man. Married of course. He took his ring off to hit on me, but I saw the tan line still. Nothing much gets by me. Again, his marital status didn’t matter to me. I was fucking him, not marrying him. His hotel was nice. One of those ritzy sky rise places downtown. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, but I wasn’t a hooker. All eyes were on the Goth girl as she walked in on the arm of older, wealthy frequent flyer. All the staff knew his name. We get to his room and he pours me some Absinthe. The kind that is illegal in the US because of its potency. Something was up. My gut was going off, but I wanted to see it through. I scanned the hotel room. It was clear from little things his wife was on this trip with him. Threesome? I started acting drunk. I figured if I acted out inebriated, his true intentions might come out. They did.

He wanted me to kill his wife. In fact, if I didn’t kill her, he would kill her make it look like I did it. He paraded me through the hotel lobby like a show pony. Everyone would remember the Goth girl at the Carlton. My finger prints were on the glass. He was smart, just not smart enough.  I fucked him so his DNA would be inside of me; slipped him a roofie in his drink, waited for him to pass out, then I used his phone to text his wife. Waited for her to come back to the room. She wasn’t happy to see me, but I had her cheating, contract killer hiring husband tied up spread eagle. I explained his plot to her. It’s her money he likes to spend, so I made a deal with her. I castrated her sorry excuse for a husband so he couldn’t cheat on her anymore. In fact, she helped me. She would be my alibi if he tried to go to the cops.  She would divorce him and share with the police his murder for hire scheme should he try any bullshit again. I cut his balls off with so much joy. Used a rusty blade. Let him bleed enough to scare the fuck out of him, then cauterized the wound. I left her his worthless balls so she could keep them in her purse. Never mess with a sadistic bitch or a wealthy wife.

Evil Phone Sex w/ The Queen of Sin

Good! There you are right where I hoped to find you so we can continue our evil phone sex fun. I will own your pathetic ass and those fucking balls… well you won’t be needing them anymore, bitch! See this wonderful electric carving knife, well I am going to have a ball or two with it!

Oh, look at your eyes growing so big while that clitoris you call a dick is shriveling up like a good little worm. You won’t struggle to much in that straight jacket so you may as well just relax and enjoy the pain and blood! I guarantee you will be a better woman than you ever imagined once that pathetic cock and balls are removed.

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Killer Phone Sex Fun with a Friend

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are my specialty. As a young girl, everyone called me Wednesday Addams because of my morbid fascination with death. Now, I never killed animals like most serial killers. I like animals. It’s people I hate. I am not really a serial killer either. Serial killers murder out of compulsion and they have a type of person they kill, along with a pattern. I kill because I want to, not because I need to. Sometimes I kill for money; other times I kill because the world doesn’t need another asshole or annoying brat. I am more like an angel of death than a serial killer. My killing is compassionate killing for the living. I have this girlfriend who was being harassed and stalked by a total loser. I mean she is a hot model. Statuesque beauty who can have any man she wants. Why would she waste time with a small dick loser? Especially one with no money. I threatened him once. I only give you one warning to back off. The second time we tango, you die. I don’t have the time nor the energy to waste giving warning after warning. Plus, how do I carry any weight if I have no follow through. I want to be taken seriously as a snuff porn queen. Brandon didn’t heed my warning. He also didn’t heed the court’s warning when he walked right through that restraining order. Just like Earle, Brandon had to die. My friend went with me. She was my accomplice and ticket into his gated home. He still lived with mommy and daddy at 35. How pathetic is that? They travel the world, so they were not home. Once we were in, he saw me. Rightfully so, he was scared. He tried to run, but I tossed a bottle at his head and down he went. I wanted to slit his throat immediately, but there is no fun in that. I tied him to his bed spread eagle and naked. Chopped off his balls so I could use them as a ball gag. Aimee did the honors and whacked off his pecker. We let him bleed out slowly and painfully, waited until the shock sunk in, then we sliced an artery and left to have dinner. He had no friends. His parents won’t find him for two weeks. Don’t be a loser or an asshole and you get to live.

Evil Phone Sex Fuels My Devilish Ways

My interest is always sparked by the erotic dark side of things and evil phone sex fuels just that. Your twisted mind and evil thoughts of the things you wish to do to your cheating girlfriend and her lover are all you need. I will be your sadistic phone sex apprentice in this hideous plan of debauchery. Now let’s not wait forever as I have a need to cause some trouble.

I wait with the van running for the two of them to show up to his apartment. Once I catch eye of them two of my biker buddies will jump out and toss black pillow cases over their heads and zip tie their wrists as they haul them into the back of the van. You are waiting at the gangs warehouse for us to return. We shove them in and sit them down as their ankles are bound to the chair legs. Removing the covers they now see you, four of my brutal looking biker buddies and myself before them. I am licking the blade of my knife as I circle your Girlfriend and rubbing the point of the knife across her neck enjoying the fear in her eyes and her whimpers. My buddies grab her lover and star roughing him up hitting him with chains and kicking him in the head and ribs.

They rough him up good and force her to watch as they each take turns sodomizing the low life fucking loser. She begs and pleas for you to get them to stop and we aren’t having that. I slice her clothes off, and slap her around. I go over to her lover and in a quick slash of my blade I castrate the mother fucker. She cries out and I toss you a chain to bash her in the head with. As her mouth is bloody I tell you to skull fuck the cunt. As you skull fuck her useless mouth I grab my huge spiked strap on and cut her ankles free yanking her out f the chair I toss her down and start to fuck her slut cunt with my cock weapon making her bleed and go into shock. I then command you to sodomize her. 

We bash the crap out of her bloodied body and dismember both of them and toss their bloody meaty limbs to our wolf pack in the woods behind. I then fuck you with our bodies covered in their blood.

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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: I Kill Brats and Stupid Men

killer phone sexWhat are your killer phone sex fantasies? I have so many. This political season has made me even more violent. Are you on Face Book? I was, but after seeing so many stupid political posts and bickering between sides I decided to shut it down. But, not before I made a list of fucking assholes. A hit list. I am a bitch in charge. Two things I despise: brats and stupid men. I know right? Stupid men is so broad. Let me break this down for you in case you are one such stupid man. If you engage me in conversation and don’t like the fact that I have a brain I use and you take the low road and make comments about my appearance because you can’t handle being  outsmarted by a woman, you are a stupid man. If you treat women as sex objects and think Lady Gaga is fat, well you are a stupid man. If you think you are god’s gift to women and you are balding, with a pot belly, a minimum wage job and a small dick, you sir are a stupid man. If you think women are just here to serve you and that we should be seen and not heard, you are a stupid man. I hunt, torture, castrate, even kill stupid men. And let me tell you, I have been on one hell of a killing spree lately. I fancy myself a champion of humanity. I get rid of stupid men so they can’t breed more stupid men. Some of you are worthwhile. You know your place; would never try to dominate or insult me. Some of you make worthy accomplices. Guys who share my disdain for little whores  or even stupid people. Consider yourself warned. If you call me and you act like a stupid man, I will chop your balls off, maybe even your head. I am a sadistic bitch in charge. I take no shit, especially not from a stupid man.