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Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration 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.

Takes 3 to tango

fantasy phone sexI just cannot wrap my head around why my husband keeps bringing random men home and forcing me to fuck them. Well as always he kicks the bar up another notch with each time. He informed me that during our separation he had him a bitch that he was fucking. Like I really cared but I dare not say that to him. So before I could even express any feelings there was a knock at the door. He opens it and in comes this lady with another man. I already had an idea of what was about to go down, but I had no idea this was the woman he had been seeing. So introduces us and almost immediately this cunt starts smacking me around. I wanted to so badly punch this fucking bitch back in her face but I knew if I had my ass would have been jumped by all 3 of them. So I took her shit and stood there as she humiliated me in my own home. Ripping my clothes off me and grabbing me by the head of my hair forcing my mouth down on this guys cock that she had with her. She was a tough broad. I tried to lift my head up as she was basically choking me out with his dick and she just kept shoving me down more. After she nearly killed me with his cock She handcuffed me to the head board and the tied my legs up spread eagle. This man got on top of me and started pounding my cunt while she rammed a huge black rubber cock up my ass with no lube what so ever. This torture went on for hours while my husband just sat back and stroked his cock and drinking beer.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Mommy Blair

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are a great way to get your anger out for that bitch that wrecked you. Every man has a woman or two that made his life hell or cock teased him to death. Mommy? Sister? Boss? Wife? Daughter? Girl next door? Ex girlfriend? Best friend’s mom or wife? School girl crush? I think I embody all the women that did a man wrong because guys sure do like abusing the fuck out of me.  I have been force fucked by daddy, my oldest son, my first husband, my boss, daddy’s friends, random strangers, my drug dealer…. Just the other day, my best friend’s husband stopped by to pick up something I had for his wife. He arrived an hour early, so I was not properly dressed for male company. He said I was asking for trouble wearing what I had on. I could wear a potato sack and some guy would think I was asking for trouble. I was not prepared for his actions. He put his hands around my throat. He actually lifted me off the ground like that. My legs thrashing about  beneath me as he choked me. He pinned me against the wall like a bug. I just had on a flimsy little nightgown as I had not yet dressed for company. He ripped my nightgown off, yanked my panties off and shoved his fingers up my cunt. Four fingers at once. He quickly added the fifth so he was fisting me while pinned by the throat against the wall. He always seemed so  mild mannered, even submissive. Not now. He made my pussy bleed with his fist. He tossed me on the ground, pulled out his dick and fucked my ass. He didn’t think that was enough pain so he put his own fist along with his dick in my ass. Forced fucked me that way for what seemed like forever. When he came in my ass, it was gaping open so much he pissed in it too. Smacked my face and threatened me if I told a soul. Of course I won’t tell anyone. No one ever believes a submissive whore like me. I’m always asking for ass rape porn.

Torture Sex for a Cheating Whore

torture sex spsTorture  sex is all a worthless whore deserves. That is what every man tells me. Last night, I heard it from a woman too. A rather cruel dominant women who found out I fucked her husband. She set a trap for me, then when I arrived made it clear she was in charge because a cheating whore too dumb to know a set up doesn’t deserve any mercy. She tossed me on the couch. She was stronger than she looked. I hear rage can do that to a person. My hands were bound behind my back; my feet restrained. I was her captive. “You took something from me bitch; now I plan on taking something from you,” she seethed. I was scared. Women can be far crueler than men, especially women scorned. She started stroking my hair. I felt sick to my stomach. When I tried to beg and plead for forgiveness because I didn’t know he was married, she smacked me then put a spider gag in my mouth. I saw the scissors. I knew she was going to take my precious long blonde locks. A woman’s beauty is so tied to her hair. She did more than that. She cut my hair, shaved my head then carved whore on my chest with the scissors. Deep too. I started bleeding. I was helpless. My whore behavior put me in this position, along with my stupidity. I should have known he was married. Most men who want to fuck me are attached in some way or another. I was crying from the pain, but she was just getting warmed up. She lit a cigarette and put it out on my nipples. She poured alcohol into my wounds. But the worse thing she did was stab my cunt with her scissors. My pussy gushed blood. I screamed in pain. “I took your beauty and your whore instrument. Maybe you will think again bitch before you steal another woman’s man,” she said as she spit in my face. She warned me about calling the cops when she let me go. I knew better. A sick twisted scorned bitch like her would kill me next time.

Peanut Butter Fetishes with Morticia

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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.

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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.

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Pinocchio and my Tell-a-Lie Day fucking.

fantasy phone sexI’d been on a drug trip for about 3 days, determined to blow every dime of my income tax refund. I was totally fucked up and on the verge of collapse. Men had come and gone, beating and abusing me. I loved it but my body was wrecked. Busted lip, concussion, and a chipped tooth. The blow to my head had rendered me unconscious. I had no idea it was Tell-a-Lie Day when I slipped into a comatose state.

I was dreaming that I was a cartoon, surrounded by figures from my younger years. One of them was Pinocchio. I had him between my legs and he was driving his wooden cock-nose into me. I had already cum twice but I wanted more. “Tell me a lie, Pinocchio. I need more cock.” He was a total fuck machine who couldn’t get enough of my ass and pussy.

He pulled out some coke and forced my face down into it.  I snorted deeply and my pussy started throbbing. He kicked me in the face and I laughed. This toy fucker was my dream man. I called him a pussy and he began to lie. With each lie, his cock got bigger and bigger until it was like a baseball bat. He violated me hard with it, ripping my pussy clear to my asshole. Still, I laughed as the drugs made me feel no pain. He put his wooden hands around my throat and began to throttle me. I convulsed and arched my back in the throes of death but he released me to gasp for air.  I felt him jab me one more time and he roared with an orgasm.

I awoke from my black hole to find my pussy bleeding and raw and cum oozing down my thighs. Was it a dream or was it for real?

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You Lied To Me And Choked Me Out

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Foregoing the dungeon playroom, you pulled your cock out in the living room and told me to suck it. I was confused because nothing turns you on more than tying me up and beating me. You said you planned to take it easy tonight since you had been riding me so hard. You were gonna be my sweet Daddy for once. Uncertain about this change of events, I leaned over to take your cock into my mouth. Then I felt a heavy weight applied to my back. You had put a heavy crystal chess set on my back. You tell me I must balance it and not let the pieces fall. You grab my head and begin to force me down on your cock. Trying desperately to keep the pieces upright, I straighten my back hard as I am being forced down your cock. I felt a piece topple and knew I was in for it. Smack! came the blow on my ass cheek.

You straighten the piece and continue pushing my head down on your cock. You are so large you are gagging me, but I am careful to keep my back straight. I know that I must remain completely stiff if I wish to avoid punishment.  I hear another piece fall and SMACK you hit my other cheek. You tell me I am worthless, not even good enough to be a simple piece of furniture. Another piece falls and another SMACK! This one stings so badly, I jump involuntarily. The whole board crashes down. You snatch me up by my neck and begin choking me and tossing me around like a limp ragdoll. As blackness begins to set in, I say “I thought you were going to be my sweet Daddy tonight”. You reply, “Dear daughter, It is “Tell A Lie Day. I lied. You will never be treated as a sweet daughter because you are a worthless whore”.

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Ass rape porn; how delightful…

ass rape pornI 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…

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My First Sugar Daddy and his Rape Fantasies !!

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My First Sugar Daddy made me is victim to make his fantasy come true. This was when I learned if I wanted everything I dreamed of I would do as I was told and he would give me what I wanted. It works out great. My Sugar Daddy would torture me and force me anytime I wanted anything. So that was all the time. I wanted money to shopping he would tie me up and pour hot wax on my nipples and clit. Then he would take his 10-inch cock and a 12 in dildo and fuck my tight ass for hours on end. I got what I wanted and so did he. He would sneak into room throw my window and kidnap me and take me to an empty warehouse so he could do as he wanted with me and not one would hear anything. Once he got me in his van he would blind fold me and rip off my clothes and put on my collar and clams on my nipples. When we got to the warehouse he would lead me in with leash hooked to my collar I was blind folded so I never knew what was next. It was always something new he had every BSDM Toy you could dream off. He more he did to me the more thing I could get when he was done. He never took me back home when he was done with me he would just untie me and leave blind folded and leave what he thought I should on the table then he leave once he was gone I could take off the blind fold and get dressed if he left me clothes and then I would have to walk home. My Sugar Daddy new how to treat me. I bet you know how to treat me also why don’t we fine out .

Snuff Sex and Torture Sex is all I Deserve

snuff sex cassieSnuff sex is the only sex for a blonde bimbo. Look at me? Fake tits. Bleach blonde hair. Botox all over my face. I scream bimbo. I love a dominant man with an evil streak. I am not a vanilla girl friend.  I am a freak on a leash wearing a collar with your name on it. David told me I was a worthless whore in need of some discipline. I tried to tell him that he didn’t need to break me in because daddy took care of that years ago. He punched me in the face making my nose bleed. “If you were so broke in bitch, you wouldn’t talk back. And you would only speak when spoken too,” he screamed at me. He scared me. Maybe I needed to be scared. Blood trickling down my face, he forced me on my knees to test my cock sucking skills.”Those swollen lips are going to feel good on my dick, whore,” he said with a grin as he began to skull fuck me. I accidentally nipped the ridge of his cock with my tooth as he was banging my mouth with such force. He shoved me off his cock, wrapped his hands around my throat and managed to pick me up like that. I felt like a bug he could easily squash. I am a tall woman too, but he was super strong and super mean. He tossed me against a wall. I fell to the floor.

torture sex cassie spsI started to crawl away, but his foot kicked me back down. He beat my ass black and blue before pulling me by my hair to a rack. On a St. John’s board one is usually facing her Master, but he strapped me down so my back was towards him. Not knowing what was going to happened scared me more than seeing it coming. Torture sex came next. He whipped me like a slave on a plantation in Georgia in the 1800s. I could feel my skin tearing open, blood pouring down my back from my wounds.  I pissed my myself before I passed out from the pain. I woke up in the hospital. No clue how I got there or how long I had even been there. The nurse said I was found naked in an alley bleeding but my boyfriend identified me and had been to see me daily. There were flowers next to my bed with a note that read, “Speedy recovery love, we have more games to play.”