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Ass Rape Porn Be A Fucking Star Fool!

This fucking fool will get his day of stardom in my ass rape porn movie for a sweet castrated ending. You do not mess with this Queen Bitch’s bike, EVER, unless you also wish to be in my castration phone sex movie of sweet demise. Fucking that bitches ass and castrating his fuck rod are only part of the fun I had. I really got off on watching him bleed out as I rubbed his blood all over my cunt as I rubbed my cunt into a squirting finally.

I can guarantee that any other fucking prick that tries to mess with my motorcycle will suffer much the same demise and I will enjoy every second of ramming his bitch hole with my big steel spiked encrusted strap-on. Just remember, you choose you fucking battles when you mess with my property.

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Castration Phone Sex?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is so much fun.  You would be surprised how many guys are into it. I actually wasn’t surprised because so many losers I know in the real world want junk removal. They are just too scared to do it themselves. Well, that is what they tell me. I think they just say that because it is hotter to have a sick bitch take their nuts for them. I have all the tools of the trade too. In my basement, I have a castration chair. It is actually a refurbished execution chair. I got it at a prison auction. The fact that folks died in that chair turns me on. Creeps my castration victims out, but that is part of the fun for me. I like to tell them ghastly stories about the men sentenced to die for heinous crimes in the very chair I am removing their ball sac on.

snuff sex A couple nights ago, Lenny paid for my junk removal services. As I had him strapped down in the chair, I told the tale of an infamous serial killer who took his last breath where he was sitting. Poor thing pissed himself. He definitely did not deserve his balls if a little ghost story scared the piss out of him. Testicles are for winners. Too many man think they are entitled to reproduce just because they have balls. Nope. Some men are so stupid it is amazing they remember how to breathe. Not to mention some have such small dicks that the small dick gene should never be passed on. Lenny was one such loser. Two inch dick at best. His balls were huge in comparison. I separated his cock and balls. Used the castration band to cut off the circulation to his balls. Left it on for about an hour while I told him snuff sex horror stories.  The longer that band stays on, the easier it is to remove the junk. They practically pulled right off. A nice painful yank and a snip snip with garden shears and he was without balls. In spirit of Halloween, I got a bit gruesome. I used a hot cast iron skillet to stop the bleeding instead of a soldering pen. He kept passing out. But, I would smack him back awake. I still needed the rest of his payment. So who needs my junk removal services?

Castration or just Torture phone sex?

Torture phone sex

Some men are fucking stupid for calling me for Torture phone sex. I push them over the edge they didn’t know they had. Take Jerry for example. Jerry begged and begged to be my bitch. He begged me to make him mine. To break him and make him my little puppy bitch. Poor little Jerry had no idea what he was asking for. As he begged me to make him my bitch I started started to tease his balls with my feet. My toes were covered in stocking and I was squishing his balls as he begged. Once I started to make him scream and he continued to beg I started to tie each of his balls up. I made it tight. Making him scream loudly and his veins were starting to show in his neck. He begged for more. So I started tying. I didn’t stop to wait for more begging. I continued as he just started screaming non stop. Now he was my little bitch. Now he was going to anything and everything I told him to do so he can keep his cock. I pulled my panties off and stood in-front of him. I told him to make me cum before I ripped his dick off. He started licking and tongue fucking my pussy, screaming into my cunt as he tried to make me cum. It was such a turn on, knowing I had the power. I could rip his cock off and end his family name. Each time I tugged the harder he licked my pussy. I Started to shake, pulled on the rope causing his extreme pain as I came all over his face. He was such a good little bitch. I think I’ll keep him for a while. 

Snuff Sex with Venus: Not Your Victim or Your Girlfriend

snuff sexSnuff sex with me only goes one of two ways. You are my accomplice or my victim. I need to be clear that I am a sadistic dominant bitch because some folks are too stupid to read the bios or look at our blogs and too dumb to make inferences from my pictures. There is nothing about me that suggests victim. I don’t look like a victim and I don’t write like one either. But not a day goes by that some stupid mother fucker gets his panties in a bunch when I snap at the suggestion that he force fuck me or abuse me in any way. Here are my rules. Don’t try to dominate me and certainly don’t try to make me your girlfriend. I don’t spoon. I knife. So if you attempt to treat me like a victim or your girlfriend you get knifed. Maybe I cut your balls off since you are clearly too stupid to bread. Perhaps I gut you like a pig and piss in your entrails. You want a girlfriend check out our vanilla site (www.sophisticatedhotties.com). You want a victim, learn to read mother fucker. We have victims listed on this site, or you can check out a page dedicated to victims (www.submissivewhore.com) so your little pea brain doesn’t get confused. Consider this an altruistic warning because the next shit for brains that calls me to chit chat about his day or put his worthless little prick in my ass will not live to make another taboo phone sex call again.

Bloody fucking nightmare

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The whole ride there, there was no sound from the trunk. I honestly thought he had killed her, yet she lived.
We’re in the chamber now, some dugout hell hole fucking basement that I know will be the last home I ever know.
He undoes her bindings, leaving the cloth over her eyes. She makes some mewling sounds but seems still unconscious.
He bent low over her, to bring her arms above her head, and she springs to life, clasping her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his waist, clawing at his flesh through his clothes. Blood covers her face as she shreds a deep chunk from his cheek and throws him to the floor.
Springing up, she kicks the back of his head, turning his lights out. She straightens, puts her beautiful foot on his fucking windpipe, oh so casually.
Sitting there stunned at what I just witnessed, all I can do is shiver and piss my panties.
This beautiful female standing before me, still somehow blindfolded, blood dripping down her chin and chest, outlining her nipples through her white shirt. She slowly reaches up, removing the cloth from her eyes and locks onto mine. My blood runs cold, even as my cunt runs hot. This is no mere murder rapist, this is a pure predator.
“Hey cutie, shall we have some fun? This one’s been a bad fucking boy, hunting on my turf like a greedy, clumsy baby. Don’t worry, little cunt. You have a new mistress now, and we’re gonna teach this douche bag a lesson he won’t live to forget.”
Blood, so much blood. He’s laying there, unrecognizable after her attentions. The bloody stump of his shredded dick dripping from the hole his lips used to line. His ass full of his own tongue. Deep bloody gouges that used to be nipples. She stands over his body, using his hand, amputated just below the elbow to fist fuck her psycho cunt, squirting blood and her pussy juice into the gaping, jellied cavern which used to house his internal organs. As she comes, she looks to me, licking the blood from her lips, beckoning me to her.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. What the fresh fucking hell am I in for now?

Unique Dinner with a Friend

Cannibalism phone sexI was invited to dinner with a friend last night, and I was so excited to go. Little did I know what sort of dinner it was going to be. When I got there, there was the wonderful aroma of cooking going on in the kitchen, but the strange thing was the dining room. The living room was situated directly across from it, so you could see straight into it from the front door. And, hanging over a plastic-coated table was a naked man. Before I knew what was happening, I was being ushered into the dining room by a masked naked house boy. My friend came in shortly after, and she handed me a blade. The man stared at me in fear, appearing to beg with his eyes. When she crawled on the table and started licking and sucking at his cock, you saw him visibly relax, and I crawled up to help with his balls and ass hole. I realized what was going on the moment it happened. She waited until he was fully erect with a full sack to slice the cock and balls free. The screaming went on for minutes before the blood loss finally knocked him unconscious. We ate his cock and balls, and she explained that the rest of him would be properly butchered and stored for later meals.

Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex calls are what I enjoy the most. There are too  many sick and twisted things I enjoy, however, to name them all. Lately, I have been enjoying a lot of accomplice calls. I sure do love to help end a life or bring extreme pain to someone, usually some whore ex or little whores in the making. Today I got to help bring revenge on to the asshole who stole this guys’ hot bitch. His former best friend too. Apparently the girlfriend stealing ex friend has a massive cock that he brags about. He mocks his friends with little dicks and uses his endowment to steal away the ladies. Now, personally, I got no issue with guys with big dicks. It is the tiny dick losers who annoy the fuck out of me.  But, I was his accomplice and I loved the idea of putting a cocky son of a bitch in his place. I pretended to be lost. He invited me in clueless that  I meant him harm. Once he saw my big ass knife, he listened to my every instruction. I had him masturbate for me. At the moment he was shooting his cum so easily for a knife wielding stranger, I chopped his cock off. It was big and made a thud as it hit the floor. Really couldn’t hear the thud over the screaming and crying, but it was big enough to make a thud. He passed out pretty quickly thankfully. Shock took over. I took some pictures but grabbed the dick as a trophy. In case didn’t bleed out, no way was his dick getting reattached. I bagged the 10 inch cock, put it on ice and delivered it to my accomplice. He then mounted it like a deer head over his fireplace. Total trophy hunter. He sent a picture of him standing under the severed cock to his cheating lover with a sign that said, “Who has the big cock now.” I love my sick accomplice calls.

Castration Phone Sex Fever

castration phone sexCastration phone sex follows full moon fever. Men want my junk removal services in far higher numbers after a full moon. There is something about a lunar eclipse that makes people crazy. The term lunatic is centuries old and was coined after people started exhibiting crazy behavior following the lunar cycles. I don’t know if I believe the moon makes people crazy. I think it is just an excuse to act on your darker desires. You can later say, “the moon made me do it.” But, following every full moon, I see an increase in junk removal calls and personal requests to castrate men who know I will do it for them. So last full moon was Aug 18. The very next day, I was flooded with not only castration calls, but 23 personal requests for  junk removal. That was a record in one day. Did I do it you ask? Hell yes. Not only does it make my cunt wet to cut off some loser’s testicles, but I make them pay for the honor of my time. I’m doing all the work. I’m taking all the risk because the stupid law says a man cannot consent to castration. It is viewed as mutilation to the body and no one can legally consent to that. I know. Stupid laws.

snuff porn There are plenty of wise men who know they don’t deserve balls; they are just total chicken shits and can’t do it themselves. I have a castration chair and all the tools necessary to take your balls and prevent you from bleeding out. Most of the time, I prevent you from bleeding out. But one of my 23 full moon fever guys may have not survived. Consider this a warning. If you pay me to take your junk, there is no wiggle room to back out. If you are strapped to the chair already, you are losing your nuts.  And, don’t say you are going to turn me into the cops. Well don’t say it unless you want to lose your junk and star in a snuff porn too. So who needs junk removal today?

Maid To Order

taboo phone sex I knew as soon as I saw him that he would be my slave. I could tell by the way he carried himself that he had little to no self esteem. Kind of geeky looking he looked like he had never been laid.

Striking up a conversation was harder then I thought it would be. If you looked up the word “introvert” in the dictionary, his picture would be front and center. Pulling him out of his shell enough to get him to agree to come over for dinner was a huge challenge but with each small victory my cunt got wetter and wetter.

As soon as we walked in the door of my house the humiliation began. Ripping his clothes off leaving them in a shredded heap at his feet, his face was priceless. His attempt at modesty was feeble and unsuccessful. Laughing at his skinny body with no muscle or definition, I threw him a little white maid apron before grabbing my leather ridding crop and cracking his flat ass with it. A lone tear streaked down his face serving to increase my desire to mold him into the perfect, subservient, slave. He would soon learn that to displease me would be very painful indeed.

Truth or Dare…you’re dead.

snuff phone sex“Truth or Dare.” you said with an evil grin. You knew exactly what I was gonna say. We had our cute victim bound and gagged and I could see the look of fear in her eyes. “Dare.” I grinned. “I dare you to carve her like a jack-o-Lantern.” you laughed. I took my sharp scalpel and laid it against her cheek. She wailed in terror as I sliced her from ear to ear across her pretty pink lips, turning her face into a cruel grimace.  “Your turn.” I said, licking the splattered blood from my own lips. You were even more cruel than me, cutting off her nose. I could hear her inhale blood and bone from her caved in face and I saw your cock rise. I was getting aroused too. My next Dare was to rip off her clothes revealing her lithe young body with small budding breasts. I snipped one of her nips off and tossed it into my mouth, chewing it like bubble gum. I knew what your next move was. You were eyeing up that bald cunny. I laughed as you shoved your fist into it up to your wrist and began to fuck her. She gurgled and convulsed. I egged you on as you stuffed our victim full of cock.  You were humping and moaning when I flicked my blade out and severed your nutsac. Never trust a girl with a taste for blood and a need for pain.