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My Speciality is Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my specialty, yet daily some looser IMs me with a “What’s up Boo,” or “I cannot wait to fuck you,” or even worse, “You gonna drain these nuts, bitch?” Those losers are stupid and do not read. We have bios and blogs for a reason. I do not do submissive calls. I do not do fuck calls. At least not your traditional fuck calls. I am a sick bitch. I carry a big knife and I am not afraid to use it. I castrate men who think they can make me their bitch. In what planet do I look or sound like the kind of girl who takes Daddy’s dick? I was born into this world to be a sick bitch. I was raised to be a dominant bitch. I do not do typical fuck calls. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch who enjoys your pain, anyone’s pain. The last loser who tried to fuck me with his worthless pecker got his dick cut off with his balls. I turned his balls into earrings. Men need to take heed of me. I am a Goth chick with a perverted mind. There is not an ounce of me who is submissive. I do not care how big your dick is or how much money you have either. You are my victim or my accomplice. I will cut off a big dick as easily as I will chop off a worthless pecker if you try to treat me like your bitch. Chris was Iming me all last night with misogynistic words. He got a much different call than he wanted. That is because the caller is never always right with me. I am right. What I say goes. I am not playing the part of some love sick submissive bitch just because you pay for it. I took his dick and his balls. And I will take yours too if you try to make me your bitch, your victim or your girlfriend. Consider yourself warned.

Gangbang Rape Porn in a Park Bathroom

gangbang rape pornI was not looking for a gangbang rape porn yesterday. I was in the park to score some coke. Everyone in my community knows that drug deals go down in the park once the sun goes down. I just needed a little bit to carry me until my drug dealer got his supply. Even the drug world has been affected by COVID. The demand for coke is high but the supply of coke is slow. I had enough cash on me to score a little dime bag. That would be enough to get me through the night. I got more than a dime bag though. I was buying coke off a teen dealer. He looked to be the age of my oldest son. I took the bag and headed to the park bathroom to get high. A bunch of boys followed me. The next thing I knew I was being gang banged by high school boys in a dirty park bathroom. There were dead bugs on the floor, spider webs in the corners, leaves and dirt all around. And do not get me started on the stench. The floors smelled like urine, part animal and part human. I was gagging from the stench as the boys forced me on the ground to explore their rape phone sex fantasies.  Young boys who could be my own boys were savagely fucking me on a dirty public restroom floor. They pulled my hair, slapped my ass, choked me and push my face into the dirty floor. I was more worried about a disease from the bathroom not their boy dicks. They pumped their cum into me then made me piss and shit it out onto the gross floor to lick up. I did what they wanted me to do for fear I might die otherwise. I went home with my dime bag of coke and a pussy and ass full of cum. I smelled like a urinal. I douched and showered before I climbed into bed with my husband who was asleep. He has no clue the disgusting things I do for a fix.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies on New Year’s

rape phone sex fantasiesI made his rape phone sex fantasies come true New Year’s Eve. I was all glammed up and working at the strip club on New Year’s Eve. I met this guy who wanted to keep partying with me. I did not know him. He was not a regular at the club, but on holidays we get lots of new guys. Out of town travelers, lonely hearts guys and the like. He was handsome and seemed rich. He paid a lot of money for the VIP room with me. I figured he was stressed out by the holidays and wanted to party with a sexy blonde stripper. I took him home with me because he told me he was staying at his parents’ home for the holidays. I was dumb to let a stranger in my house. The moment I opened the door, he shoved me inside with such force that I fell on my foyer floor. He took his coat off and got on top of me to pin me down. I was scared. I did not know him, and his personality did a 180 on me. He started calling me names. He ripped my clothes off, smacking my face and my tits. He bit my left tit so hard that he drew blood. I was foggy from hitting my head on the floor. I tried to fight him, but he was too strong. I could not over power him. He shoved fingers in my cunt and ass. He laughed that I was not that tight. When he shoved his dick into my cunt, he choked me. My pussy was not tight enough for him, so he made me an ass rape porn star. He fucked my ass with his cock and his fist. That gaped my asshole. By the time he was done, I was black and blue, and bleeding from my asshole. Not the New Year I envisioned.

Castration Phone Sex Through the New Year

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Castration phone sex Christmas? Christmas may have come and gone, but I am still castrating losers. Ball removal is my gift to me. I have quite the collection this year too. I have severed more testicles this month than I have all year. I had no clue there were so many losers around who needed to part with their balls. I met one such loser at Walmart last night. I hate going to Walmart. Only the dregs of society shop at Wally World. My phone charger died on me, and it was the only place open in the middle of the night to get a new one. I sucked it up and the first person I meet is a douche bag player who thought he could pick up a Goth chick in Walmart. I would never date or hook up with some leisure suit Larry I met at Walmart. He stalked me. He harassed me. And when he got pissy after I rejected him, I decided he need a free ball removal. I was not even going to charge him. This castration was on me. I played his game. I got him to think he was in control luring me back to his apartment. I know he thought he was going to bang me. I mean I am not desperate. I am never desperate. He did not deserve to live thinking I was going to fuck him. Men are so delusional. I do not pick up guys in Walmart. I spiked his drink when he was not looking. He woke up tied to a chair naked. I stuffed my panties in his mouth which was as close to my hot pussy as he was going to get. Torture sex ensued when I whacked his balls off with a kitchen knife. I could have cauterized the wound, but he annoyed me. I mean who hits on women at 1 am in a Walmart? No man that deserves to reproduce. No clue if he bled out or if he was able to get some help. I left his severed balls on the table with a Christmas bow. If he survives and gets his balls reattached, they will never work like they once did. I made him a eunuch for Christmas.

Hanged Man

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He’s a torture phone sex Hanged man. And not of the tarot card variety either. He needs that sweet end of death by noose. This man needs a dominant mistress who isn’t afraid to kill him by hanging. The simplest and oldest execution style to date. I am in love with classics of death such as this. The rope being pulled taught as a chair is kicked out from beneath him makes my Mistress pussy ache for destruction. 

But This torture sex slave has a plan he needs implemented. He needs to be kidnapped, drugged and put in painfully tight bondage! His Balls banded up and left to rot off for a whole week before his hanging! I imagine the shiverling of those beautiful balls day by day. The death of his cumming life, before his ultimate complete death. Those testicles will become raisins on the floor. His manhood dehydrated, and useless. He will feel the pain, but the Heroin injected will help as we go through cock torture and drive him insane before our final act! A week of pain before he gets that perfected slow hanging death, no broken necks here. A slow strangle as he sways back and forth in the pain chambers! Snuff phone sex Mistress wishes ultimate destruction, castration, and mutilation of men.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?

Master’s Punishment Makes Me Squirt!

Every twisted little slut like me needs a master to bring the pain when she is out of control! I’ll admit it, sometimes I act out for the attention it gets me. I’ll take all the drugs, drink all the liquor and fuck all the cocks without any regard for the consequences. Master likes to torture me when I get like this, when I start behaving like the little demon slut that I am. I act out because I crave master’s punishment, only he can tame my wild cock hungry cunt. Only he can torture fuck me into submission in a way that calms the beast inside me. He knows how to tie me up, flog me and force me to take any size dildo in my ass that he feels suitable. Master owns my holes and I don’t care who knows it!

Sadistic Fucking And More

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Men come to me for some sadistic fucking. I know they love cock and ball torture so I tie their little cock and balls up to his hands.  I will use some metal weight clamps to clamp to your tiny balls and see how far down I can stretch them. Your cock loves it when I hurt it. I will stick some pins, one on each side on your cock starting at the base. When I get to the head your cock, I will push one down your hole. While you stand there pinned up, I will paddle you with my big wooden paddled until your ass is ready and swollen. If you don’t flinch, I will pull the pin from your hole out and bend you over. Ill shove my big metal dildo up your ass and rough fuck you until you bleed out. You’ll beg for me to let you cum and I will take my time to pull every pin out of your cock as I pound you until I finally let you cum hard from that little bloody dick.  

Torture Sex for your dick

Torture sexTorture Sex for your dick like no other! I enjoyed my victims dick sticking straight up in the air for me, as I slid hot sounds down his pee hole! The pussy wetting sounds a man makes as his cock is getting tortured! For the love of the Dark Lord, I give this cock the much deserved punishment it needs! My, My look at all that cock jerking and precum. Your dick seems to love when it gets hurt, are you a lowly pain slut? A man who needs the utmost searing hurt to get off? If I stab my nails into the side of your cock while squeezing and twisting those balls, are you going to erupt for me? Oh, baby, there are so many things I can do to you. Like stick my extra large and thick strap on up your ass as I deliver the pain punishments even more intensely than you ever imagined! Would you like to be my torture slut, and perhaps, just maybe my ass rape porn star? I don’t think you will “Like” it at all, But I will get off on it and that’s all that matters! I’m sure I can find some big black cocks to help me out with your ass initiations! Don’t be shy now, Let Mistress Jez Work you over!ass rape porn

Do You Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are okay with me. In fact, I like them. I encourage them. At least on the phone, I do. My daddy force fucked me all during my youth. So did his friends. When I ran away as a teen girl, I said no one would fuck me against my will again. That did not go so well for me. Men cannot control themselves around me. I bring out their animalistic desires. I was at a club last night with girlfriend. Last time I went clubbing, I was drugged, and gang banged. I decided to take a chance again. I figured lightening does not strike twice, right? Same club. But I knew the odds of anything bad happening again were slim to none. I was dancing with this one nerdy guy. He was a hot nerd. This asshole kept trying to push his way on to the dance floor with me. I told him he was being rude, and I was not interested. I was trying to avoid the bad boys. Bad boys never treat me well. I thought the jackass got the picture, but he followed me to the bathroom. It was an individual unisex bathroom and he pushed me in and locked the door. He said I needed to stop being a cock tease. I kneed him in the balls because I was not going to be a victim again. He slammed my head against the mirror, cutting my head. With blood trickling down my face, he pushed me up against the sink, yanked my panties off and shoved a bunch of fingers inside me. He shoved his dick inside my ass, choked me and fucked me savagely for 15 minutes. He left me with marks on my throat, cum in my ass and blood on my face. I was gone so long my nice guy was not in the club anymore. Even when I am trying not to be a taboo phone sex whore, bad boys find me. I do not think I am worthy of a good man. Do you?