Knife play phone sex fantasies get my pussy so wet. I run this little school for girls. It is a training school. I assist dark little bitches in growing up to be sadistic women like me. You just don’t become a murderous, castrating whore over night. Behind every evil woman is a female mentor. Yesterday’s lesson was in dismemberment. I had this annoying fuck who cut me off in traffic as our learning victim. I wanted my girls to understand the thrill of inflicting pain, while seeing how pain affects one’s body. I have a makeshift medical examiner’s room in my basement. Only the folks on the slab are not quite yet dead. This jack off was strapped down spread eagle on his back. I had him hooked up to a blood pressure machine and a pulse reader. We had not even begun the torture sex and his BP and pulse were high. I had an array of knives for the lesson. My pupils were so excited. One little girl asked to go first so I rewarded her enthusiasm with a big knife. She made some cuts on his thighs to see how his vitals skyrocketed. More girls grabbed knives and started cutting and stabbing. They giggled as he screamed in pain and pleaded for his life. That just turned us all on. He was close to having a heart attack by his vitals. It is amazing what pain does to the body. When I cut his dick clean off and blood spurted everywhere he actually passed out. No worries. We had smelling salts to revive him. I shoved his dick in his mouth so he would stay awake while my little evil angels took off his limbs. Had to use a chainsaw for his legs as he was quite stocky. Despite all that pain and blood loss, he did not die immediately. Of course when we chopped his head off that did him in. His head rolled around the floor with his eyes wide open as if he was watching his body die. It was a fun lesson, well for us girls at least.
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Knife Play Phone Sex Lessons
Summer Snuff Porn Season Begins
School is out for the summer. Everywhere I look there are tender little morsels ripe for picking. Most people look at little ones and see future teachers, lawyers, mommies, daddies or doctors. I see brats and cock teases that need snuffed or tortured. Often times, I snatch a brat for a friend or accomplice. Every now and then, like yesterday, I nab one just for me. I went with this little dick cheese brat at the mall. He made fun of my appearance as I walked by the arcade. He was going to grow up to be a sex criminal. It was written all over his smug face, so I decided to put him out of the future’s misery. I saw him waiting outside for the bus to go home, alone. I sat on the bench next to him, endured his fowl mouth for a few minutes before I chloroformed him. He woke up naked in a junkyard tied up. A junk yard makes a good snuff porn site. So contaminated with germs, on the outskirts of town and tons of places to stash the body. Plus, lots of dirty sharp objects to inflict maximum pain.
I sodomized his boy ass with a rusty old pipe. Listening to him cry like a little girl made me so wet. “Not so tough now are you, jagoff,” I seethed as I pushed the pipe deeper into his back door. When I pulled the pipe out, it was covered in blood and shit. I hit him in the head with it. Not enough to kill him; just enough to hurt and maybe make him a bit retarded. Blood was running down his face. Tears too, but it is blood that excites me. Normally, when I castrate, it is older men. It would be like shrunken balls for my collection. I found a rusty old beer can, cut it open and used the sharp part to cut his little walnuts right off. I was going to keep them, but decided to shove them in his mouth for shits and giggles. I cut 666 into his thigh, right at the femoral artery so he would bleed out and die. I left him on the hood of an old junk car with some satanic items so the police would think his murder was at the hands of some devil worshiping cult, not just some sadistic bitch starting her summer killing spree with a bang.
The stomp of sweet revenge
Revenge is mine, sayeth Natasha. Oh, I do love me some revenge. I was never one to believe in Karma. I am Karma and I will get you personally. I remember well my favorite revenge scenario. He was a cheating bastard. He fucked me and my best friend, telling each of us that we were the only one. I was young and stupid but we figured it out. She and I got together and arranged for him to meet us. I hid, all dressed up like a dungeon mistress. She asked him why he lied to us and when he lied again, I walked out. His face turned all white as I slapped the cuffs on him. We led him to the basement where we took turns kicking him in the balls. He was bawling and begging. I remember how wet my pussy got. We didn’t kill the miserable jerk but by the time we were done with him, he would never fuck anyone again. Now that I’m older, however, I don’t feel the same. If you fuck me over, you die. Plain and simple. Slowly, painfully, and with lots of blood.
It was an interesting meal…
It was an interesting meal… though to be honest it went nothing the way I imagined it would. It all started with my newest slave boy, he has been submissive for his entire life and so he was very obedient… to a degree that I have never seen before. I have had a million slaves but this one… he was very different, it was like he was a robot just ready to die if I commanded it. I decided to test him, I wanted to see just how far I could push him before he would say no… but he never said no! I told him that I wanted to cut off his cock and fry it up for our lunch and he didn’t even flinch, he just asked me if he should pull it out. He didn’t whimper or protest as I cut through his cock and when I put it in the pan to fry it up, he just smiled. He even helped me eat it… every last bite…
Friday the 13th Playtime
Friday the 13th. My favorite day of the year when freaks like me can run free and commit crimes. Hey, everyone expects the evil ones to be out tonight and who is more wicked than this teen torture slut? Gonna find me a nice victim, maybe some drunk who staggers off into the dark. Sex doesn’t matter. I’ll entice him with my charms, my tits, and promise of some pussy. Men are soo easy. Then it’s off to my place for some hardcore CBT and castration fun. I’ll get that dick nice n hard before I slaughter it. Makes it so much more bloody that way. I’ll flog that cock, beat it until it spurts blood before chopping it off and feeding it to the dog. No one pays attention to screams on Friday the 13th. So before you decide to go out and play tonight, say a prayer for your own soul. Because if I am the one to find you, I will show no mercy and no amount of begging will make me spare your worthless carcass. Only the coyotes will know what happened to your body, and they will never tell.
Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice
Castration phone sex requires balls. I don’t mean the pathetic little nut sack dangling beneath your equally pathetic dick. I mean it takes courage, something that so many losers with worthless equipment actually possess. I get a shit ton of callers begging me to rid them of their useless and very disappointing testicles. My motto has always been, “testicles are for winners.” If you are calling me for a taboo phone sex call where I take your worthless junk, please be willing to hurt yourself at the very least. I mean the first step is recognizing that your worthless. The second step is seeking help, which my callers do when they call me for junk removal services. However, only so much of a hurt I can put on you, if you are not willing to do some self damage. So, here are the tools you need. Booze. You will need something strong like bourbon or whiskey to dull the pain. Alcohol was anesthesia for centuries. Duct tape. You can strap your pathetic wiener to your belly exposing your balls for better torture or castration. You can use rope too. You need to separate your balls from your dick. Get a hammer, or some sort of blunt object. One hard smack and you can bust a nut. Literally flatten it. A sharp object is required for those who are serious about castration and it is just not fantasy for them. A kitchen knife, a razor blade, and exacto knife…. you get the picture. Something sharp enough to cut the flesh from your body. The final thing you need is a smoldering pen. Something to cauterize the wound because there will be blood. You can even use a heated frying pan. Just something really hot to seal the wound. It would really be nice for me if you were serious about castration, as serious as I am. I can tell the difference between real pain and acting. So man up. Get some proverbially balls to lose your real balls. Castration is not for the weak, but if you are serious about home castration, I am your junk removal accomplice.
Peanut Butter Fetishes with Morticia
You would not believe what I just caught my fucking worthless piece of shit bitch boy doing tonight. He was making my favorite snack a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I caught him sticking his cock in and out of my peanut butter. And then I watched him spread his cock all over my bread and then rub his dick until he came into my peanut butter. He put the sandwich together with my favorite strawberry jelly and then he fucking brought it to me.
I asked him to taste the sandwich and he knew right then and there I knew what he had done. I don’t play with food I don’t appreciate somebody feeding me their fucking ball batter. So I made sure he would never ever cum in my sandwich again. I tied his fucking ass up butt naked in the forest right next to a big ol’ red ant Hill. His cock still had some fucking peanut butter all over and I left him there and listen to him scream for hours as those red ants bit and chewed on his worthless cock and balls. He will never ever fucking do that again.
Blasphemy Sex
I love when there is no moon and the night is as black as coal. I feel the need for demonic blasphemy sex. Walking toward the church I recite my incantation and pray to the dark lord for a demonic possession this dark evening. The chill of the night air causes goose bumps to cover my flesh as I walk in the door. I can feel him taking over my body as I approach the alter and the need to show the preacher how powerful the darkness of Satan is compared to his weak god is taking over every one of my senses. And then I hear him, “Can I help you?” As I turn and look at him I can see the fear take over. My eyes are blood red and my features are changing as my dark lord takes over. I can feel my tongue becoming long and pointed in my mouth and as I run it over my teeth I can feel the sharpness of the points. I love the power I feel when he takes over. The sound of his harsh and raspy voice as I speak thrills me and I feel the hot wet cum gushing out of me. I approach him and push him down to the ground ripping his clothes off and damning his fucking god as my tongue wraps around his cock. His body deceives him, his desire can’t be fought. i feel his hips move up to meet the heat of my breath and saliva is dripping down his balls. his cock is throbbing in my mouth and I can feel him about to explode, he is going to fill my mouth with his seed. It will be the last thing his dick does.
The betrayal will earn him the feeling of pain after pleasure. He will give me what I want and then his dick will be severed by the sharp pointing teeth that fill my mouth, his blood mingling with his thick cum. 
Cheaters get castration phone sex torture
Let’s play a game. I’ll give you 5 minutes to hide and then I’m coming from you. You cheated on me and you know how I feel about that. Your little slut is already dead, hacked into pieces and fed to the dogs that roam the streets. I tortured her for 3 days, cutting her from pussy to ass, making her beg for her life. I stomped her face in before suffocating her with my bare hands. It was sweet revenge. She was fun but you are the one I want to see in pain. I think CBT and then castration so you can never populate the world with your spawn.
I like to hear you whimper as I place your cock in the vise. You don’t need it, you spineless worm. You think you can fuck any women out there while you were mine. I’m a jealous bitch. I warned you when we met that I’d kill you if you ever cheated on me. Placing my stiletto boot on your nutsac, I love the way you whine and try to get away. Sorry, lover boy. Youa’re gonna lose those balls before you join your girlfriend in the pits of hell. Or maybe you can spend your life as a eunich, servicing men as an ass-pussy faggot.
I tighten the vice and you scream. I’m leaving it this way until your balls turn purple from no blood flow. I want them to swell like they did when you fucked her. I hope it was worth your life, you piece of shit. I don’t get heartbroke. I get revenge.
Your nuts are good and purple now as I pull my blade. I won’t even flinch as I hack off your manhood and let you bleed out on the floor. You scream as I cut deeply. You call out to God. Haha, there is no God for sinners like you. My pussy is soaking and I will cum as you twitch for the last time.
Ass rape porn; how delightful…
I was given a new pet yesterday… not a furry pet but a human one. He was a wimpy little bitch with a whiny little voice and the smallest dick I have ever seen. Seriously, this thing was maybe an inch long, it looked more like a swollen clit than a cock. His former owner told me that all this little bitch did was whine and cry, that every time she would beat him he would just cry more and beg to be released. He was just a waste of space really, absolutely no one at all could deal with him but he knew too much about us to just let him go.That’s why he was given to me, I was going to be the one to punish him, torture him and eventually kill him. His death was NOT going to be an easy one either… he had annoyed me way too many times for that! We restrained him with his ass up in the air… we were making some ass rape porn so this whiny little fuck could live on in infamy online. I had the perfect strap on for this whore… it is 14 inches long, 4 inches thick and the whole thing is wrapped in razor wire so as soon as I slid it between his cheeks he started to bleed like crazy! He was trying to scream but he was gagged so all he could do was moan and cry and that bullshit certainly wasn’t going to make us stop, I kept right on reaming his asshole while his former owner wrapped a rubber band around his pitiful cock and balls. We were going to take his tiny little manhood away before we killed him, he was way too proud of that nasty little thing to be allowed to keep it in death. One smooth slice with the knife was all it took, his balls and cock were laying on the floor and he was bleeding out all over the floor…














