Tag: Castration phone sex

Snuff Phone Sex: You Are My Victim or Accomplice

snuff phone sexI do snuff phone sex. You are my victim or my accomplice. I do not do the GFE experience. I am not your mommy. I am not your bitch. I am not your wife or girlfriend. If you need to ask what snuff is, then you are on the wrong page. I am not the kind of girl who likes baby talk, romantic gestures or anything associated with coupling, LOL. I met this cool Goth boy recently. He has a sick mind like me. I thought, why not. I thought he was a dark Marilyn Manson sort of guy. The kind of guy to keep some cock teasing twat caged in the basement. I agreed to go out with him. I thought a Goth boy would get me, you know? I told him my rules, and he shared is. We were on the same page. We watched some snuff porn and plotted the murder of some vacuous coed. Midway through, he grabbed my hand and called me baby. I flew into a rage and killed him. I normally do not kill in a rage like that. Here is what happened. He started with the romantic talk, and I put on a strapon to fuck his ass. I am all Alpha Bitch, men. Take heed.  I forced him on all fours with my knife to his jugular. I was not putting up with his bullshit. I thought I could fuck him into submission. He loved it. He was cumming almost as soon as I shoved the dildo in his loser ass. I started to realize he played me. I hate being played. I cut off his balls as I fucked his ass. That shut his mouth. He was bleeding all over my couch and floor. Time to burn the couch. He was still enjoying the torture sex, however. I had to kill him. No way he could enjoy anything I was doing if he was dead. I already had blood everywhere, so why not kill him.  I had to burn my couch with him bleeding out on it. I think I just need to give up on men.

Snuff sex get me off …Hard

Accomplice phone sex.

I did the grosses thing today, I can’t believe it! I enjoyed myself so much but then again I always do have a good time with DW.  He has the best ideas on how to get me off like Sex with dead bodies. Today we watched a puss filed dick explode, all the screams of pain turned me on Before I knew it. Snuff sex!  I was riding our victims face squeezing my thighs tighter and tighter until he was still.  Mmm Mmm Mmm If you could see how I drowned him with the biggest “O” I’ve had so far with DW. Together we have the right amount of mayhem in our Accomplice phone sex. I can’t wait to hear from him again.

Domination Phone Sex Call for Cock and Ball Torture

domination phone sexWhen I get a domination phone sex call, it often means that I am about to be used and abused. I am a submissive mommy. I get abused on and off the phone. Men have been using this whore for decades. Last night, I got to be in the driver’s seat. My caller wanted mommy to give him some cock and ball torture. That is something I enjoy. I helped a guy castrate himself on the phone once. Why a guy would want to do that I am not sure, but I sure did enjoy it. I have lots of pent-up anger and aggression that I expel on calls like this. Castration phone sex and cock and ball torture let me release years of aggression. I put on my highest heels to trample Ted’s worthless balls. He is a pain slut. So am I, and I think pain sluts inflict the best pain because we know what hurts so good. I did a little dance on Ted’s balls. I made sure to dig my spiked heel into each ball. Once I deflated his worthless testicles, I moved to his ass. I had him insert one of his wife’s heels inside his asshole so it would feel like me shoving my spiked heel up his worthless ass. He did it too. He sent me a pic and it was not pretty. He ruined her heel. It was covered in shit and blood, which I made him spit shine clean. His shit stained the white pump though. No way his wife would not notice. I can only wish that she will punish him the way I did. This little loser deserves all the cock and ball torture sex he can get. I was on a roll. I snorted lines of coke and mutilated his cock and balls. It felt good to give back for once. I better not let it get to my head though. I know that one or two CBT sessions does not make me a dominant bitch.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies Don’t Always Go As Planned

home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex fantasies are not as common as some of the other types of requests I get. But I do love a good B&E fantasy. The other night, I was living a real B&E fantasy, but it turned into a nightmare. I was with this guy I met on the dark net. He wanted to break into this house and fuck this teenage girl who cock teases him. He told me she gave him her address. I thought he was joking at first, but he was dead serious. He had it all planned out. It did not matter if I wanted to break into the home of this teen twat and her family or not. I was an accessory one way or another, so I might as well join him. If I did not get arrested, I would have a hot taboo phone sex story to share. And, I do!

This girl appeared alone in the house. We broke in through a window that was left open. It was a cool night, around 70 degrees, so they likely had the AC off. Nice, gated neighborhood. I am sure very little crime happens here. We went through the house, and something seemed off to me I wanted to go, but he would not listen. No parents anywhere. Who leaves their teenage girl at home in the wee hours of the night? I started to think about this old movie, The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane. I thought maybe she killed her parents, and they are rotting in the basement. I had a bad feeling, but my friend was dead set on fucking this teen girl. He even had it in his mind she wanted him to do this so they could fuck.

I stood outside keeping guard while he explored his teen rape porn dreams. It did not go as he had planned. I heard screaming and it was not a girl’s scream, LOL. He came running out of the room bleeding between his legs. That little cock tease tried to castrate him. It was almost like she planned on him sneaking into her house to fuck her. She is the little girl who lived down the lane. I grabbed a towel, and we ran out of there like we were on fire. She stabbed in the balls. He was not castrated, but he is out of commission for a while. He should have listened to me. Something was off. This young girl set him up. She might be a future snuff queen. Maybe I need to talk to her. I know where she hangs out.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. I can do so many things with a knife, like slice you open or cut off your balls, or maybe even your dick. I do not mess around. I am a sadistic bitch. I must be nice to some of you because I was told I have an attitude problem. Duh. I do not play well with others. Most humans annoy the fuck out of me. I don’t flirt. I don’t do small talk. If I greet you on the phone or on a chat in a way that seems opposite of my looks or bio, it is because I want to keep my job. It has nothing to do with me liking you or wanting to fuck you. I am not a friendly chick. I am certainly not a flirty one either. John found out the hard way that me saying excuse me as I pushed him out of my way on the way to the restroom does not mean I liked him. The loser followed me into a single restroom because he thought “Excuse Me,” meant “Fuck me please.” I was not at work. I did not have to be nice. I could show him what a snuff sex addict I am. I always have a few knives strapped to my body because you never know when you might have to shank a bitch. John was that bitch. I have no clue his real name. He did not offer it up when he followed me into the bathroom. And I did not ask it before I cut his dick and balls off. He thought he was getting lucky with a Goth Girl. I was the one that got lucky because John was a stupid fucker who cannot read social cues. If he thought he could fuck me with an “Excuse, me,” imagine what he would expect from some girl who smiled or actually said hello. This taboo phone sex bitch did the world a favor by castrating that mother fucker. Consider yourself warned. Do not mistake anything I do as wanting to fuck you. You are my accomplice or my victim.

Castration Phone Sex is My Kind of Date

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is something I am always in the mood to do. It does not take me much to want to cut a guy’s balls off. Sometimes, I even chop off his worthless cock too. Some guys know they have useless equipment and pay me to make them a Eunuch. I have more fun with the clueless guys like Larry. He is this little broke down dick guy I met on Tinder. The dating app has become my new hunting ground. I am usually only one swipe right away from a man with a big ego and a tiny dick. Those are the guys I plan to meet. Not to fuck though.  I will never fuck some tiny dick loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch. And I mean bitch in the badass dominant woman way. I don’t need men. I don’t want most of them anyway. Unless a man has a 13-inch cock and a deviant mind, he is useless to me. Larry had a 3-inch scared turtle for a dick. Yet he was bragging on Tinder about satisfying women all over the world. Satisfying how? Maybe he was satisfying them with laughter.

When he arrived, I gave him a spiked beer. His beer gut told me he never passes up a brewsky, LOL. He was stumbling quickly after drinking that beer. I guided him to my bedroom. It was all ready for this loser. I had a tarp on my bed and all my knives and restraints ready. He stumbled right past it all and fell on the bed. He was pulling his shrimp dick out for me. He told me is cock was not sucking itself. I barely waited after that comment. I took a knife and chopped his loser dick off. It flew off his body, hitting my wall with a thud. He screamed in pain. I picked up his cock and shoved it in his mouth. I said, “that dicks is not going to suck itself.” He looked at me in horror as he realized he was sucking his own cock.  I cauterized the wound and sent him on his way. It was just torture sex. I could have whacked his balls off too, but I wanted him to look down and know he is only half a man. He will not be on Tinder anymore, LOL. Loser.

Accomplice Phone Sex with a Sadistic Bitch

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is right up my alley. I get two types of requests. Be the accomplice or be the sadistic bitch who tortures and kills a guy. I am never the victim. Never. I met this guy over the weekend who paid me to help him kidnap and fuck a young girl. The problem was it was all a rouse. He wanted to force fuck me. He wanted to teach me a lesson. Apparently, I helped his ex-wife get dirt on him for a divorce. He used a different name when hiring me to be his accomplice. I may have seen a pic or two of him, but it never registered. This was like over 5 years ago. According to him, I destroyed his life. Besides being a snuff sex killer, I am a very skilled hacker. I found out all sorts of crazy shit about this guy. Still, he was no match for me. I will never let some butt hurt rich guy think he can fuck me against my will, harm me in anyway or make me the victim in any other way. His revenge plot did not go as planned. That is because he underestimated me.  Men do not underestimate me.

I was heavily armed with knives. I keep one strapped to my thigh. One strapped to my back. One strapped to my ankle. And one strapped to my arm. I let him think he was going to assault me. One of the keys to getting the upper hand is letting the other person think that they have you cornered. This way, they never see it coming. He had his cock out ready to fuck me, and likely choke me out too, but my Ninja like skills pulled a knife out too quickly and sliced his cock off before he got my clothes off. Silly boy. Blood splattered everywhere. He was screaming in pain. When he fell to the ground, I took his severed cock and shoved it in his mouth. I let him bleed all over his house for about 30 mins before I inflicted more damage. I did not let him survive. He tried to explore his revenge rape phone sex fantasies with the wrong girl. His obsession for revenge because he lost a couple million dollars his ex-wife was owed anyway, led to his death. No man has ever gotten the upper hand on me yet. No man ever will.

Knife play phone sex takes your manhood

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex will have you quaking and begging to keep your cock and balls! I have a mean streak in me when it comes to cutting a man’s dick and balls off. I have always been infatuated with blades and how destructive a knife or a good pair of kitchen scissors can be. I grew up watching bloody horror movies and I was always so obsessed with The penetrative slicing of a good sharp piece of steel. The most primitive weapon has so much destructive power. This killer knows stabbing someone many times is the bloodiest death.

Like every snuff whore I have my favorite ways to bring death to my victims. And the out of bonus of knife play is that I don’t always have to kill you to make you suffer and the most bloody way! I can just take your manhood and chop it right off. A nice slow Castration phone sex surgery is what you deserve sometimes! Just think you thought you were coming to get some teen pussy and you end up leaving without your cock or your balls! Oh, but I don’t see you leaving I’d rather keep you as my personal slave! Let me hurt you, you know you need it bitch! 

Babysitter Phone Sex With Sadistic Sadist Aria Will Leave You Dripping!

Babysitter Phone Sex

You know what I love? The sounds of muffled screaming coming from my basement in the morning. Yes, you heard that right, last night I decided to have a little fun and let the knives out of the bag. Let me tell you how this all started.

Last night I found a woman who looked an awful lot like my man’s ex. She had long fucking trashy ass blonde bimbo hair and a dumb looking fucking grin plastered on her face as she passed me. Big mistake, smiling at me like she knew me. So I decided to get her to get to know me, ya get me? I waited for her to come back out of the building and hid by her car so when she got in, I had Vinny pull the car behind her so she couldn’t move then I put chloroform over her disgusting ass face and nose.

She woke up later in my basement all tied up and bound. She begged and pleaded with me to let her go, stating she’d give me any amount of money I could ever dream of, and I laughed and spit in her face. Then cut her cheek with my knife and said, “honey this isn’t about any dollar amount you could offer.”

So I sharped my knife in front of her then stab her a few times and she screams. Blood is pouring out of her like a motherfucker. So I lick the blood off my knife and gag her with a sock I had laying around. Then I turn to Vinny and say, “you wanna fuck?” See he was so turned on by my knife work, he’s always turned on when I stab someone, so we fucked in front of her then left her there for the night.

Domination Phone Sex with a Size Queen Switch Means CBT for You

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is fun for me. I am not talking about where you dominate me either. I love to be in the driver seat when it comes to small dicks. I am a sexy switch and a size queen. When men try to fuck me with a package smaller than the dick on a Ken doll, well, I must put a stop to that shit. Terry came into the strip club and tried to fuck me for $50.  He thought his broke ass could get a woman as hot as me for $50. I told him this was not Walmart. Then he tried to take it. He thought his rape phone sex fantasies would be welcomed with $50 and a small dick. The man was delusional. I do not waste my energy on anything that small and broke. I had him kicked out of the club. Security was happy to do it too. The loser was not taking no for an answer. He followed me home. He was lurking somewhere in the shadows. I caught his tail and decided I would let him think he could force his way into my home. Once inside, he learned all about cock and ball torture. I zapped him in the balls with my taser I keep in my purse. He fell to the ground with a heavy thud that made my floor shake. I laughed at the loser while he pissed on my rug. I was really angry now, because that rug really tied the room together. I kicked him when he was down. I had on leather boots with a spiked heel. He still had his pissy pants on, but I cut him out of his jeans, and pulled out his pinky dick. I trampled his balls and kicked him in the groin until his cries sounded like a teen girl’s cries. He will be pissing blood for days. I busted a nut. I left his small pecker mutilated. I told him to be lucky I did not give him a castration phone sex call. No guy with no money and no dick gets to fuck me. $50 and two inches? I am still laughing.