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Castration Phone Sex Cut off Your Cock

castration phone sex

Castration phone sex, don’t run, let me explain. For some of my guys, they have a fantasy about us helping them walk through the cutting off of their dick.  They want us to help them in the process. They want step by step instructions to slicing through the skin of their dick. They love hearing our squeels before they chop off their manhood right there on the phone for us.

It’s exhilirating to hear the pain in their voices.  They are terrified but their job is to listen to instructions and that is what they do.

The blood that spatters everywhere and is described while the man on the other line takes a knife and slowly punctures the base of that nice long cock.  We could leave a stub, right? But if we are going for gold, it all must come off.  Lorena Bobbit has nothing on us over here.

We are cutting dicks off and laughing about it. Talk about evil phone sex. I can’t help my devious ways. I may be the perfect small little petite innocent victim but even victims need to have some fun too.

The pain and terror on the other line makes my pussy squirt in excitement.  I want to take that dismembered cock and thrust it up my pussy.  The perfect dildo that if only I could keep forever, trust me I would.

You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to take a knife and take off the cock of someone I’m with as a prize or souvenir.  Knowing they are going to fuck me and leave, this way I have a part of them that they can’t take.  I may be a little obsessed with knife play phone sex.

These type roles are taboo but I love the pain, the blood, the terror, the screaming, the taboo nature of it all, it’s so hot and makes me so wet.

I just can’t help myself….

Bloody phone sex teen whore knows what you need

Bloody phone sex

Bloody phone sex teen whore knows what you need. It’s not a complex deduction for me regarding my sadistic accomplices. You need it tight, raw, and for the blood to flow on your cock.  Let me tell you how in love with blood I really am. I’m talking about the first penetration of a sweet young virgin hole. I’m looking for a smear of blood on your cock.

I also enjoy a bit of blood on your dick after a sweet young boy or girl ass it’s ripped open for the very first time. But with my slice and dice any living being is always guaranteed a be a river of blood. Snuff phone sex that isn’t bloody really shouldn’t be considered snuff in the first place. I know I’m young but my daddy taught me all I need to know about murder and destruction. 

Snuff and blood just go together!

Secondly, you need to know that blood makes my little pussy flow! From the switch blade slice of a throat to the stabbing of some nice big titties, it’s a fucking smorgasbord! I even have some cannibalistic instincts inside of me.

You may thank my daddy for showing me an American horror story. I got so wet when one of the cannibals slice some thigh meat off of a bitch! But there’s some more to it than that. It’s soaking in a tub full of blood of your murder of victims. It’s a taste of blood out of a wine glass after Daddy has ripped your ass open and killed a young one in front of you.

Blood play gets my teen cunny off

What can I say molestation, physical destruction, and sweet blood-letting get me off! Can I stab you and suck your blood out of your cock? Or would it be better just to take a bite of you and swallow it whole? I think you  get really fucking hard as the blood smears all over my face and my little flat titties!

Castration Phone Sex Junkie Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex hurts. Especially, if you are trying it at home. You might be surprised how many men attempt to cut off their own balls and fail. Personally, I do not think it is something to attempt alone. Often, men hire me for such things. Men hire me to do all sorts of things like kidnap brats, torture enemies, kill exes and castrate losers. However, castrating losers tops the list of my favorite hobbies.

When Jim found my ad on the dark net, he was in bad shape. He managed to sever one testicle. However, he needed my help to finish his botched job. Men get drunk and begin to commiserate with themselves about their useless dicks and balls. Maybe their dicks lack length and girth. Or perhaps, they just suffer from chronic limp dick syndrome. Whatever the reason, I do not care. I love to castrate men. Because torture sex arouse me.

Some Men are So Stupid They Forget How to Breathe

I arrived at Jim’s place and found one of his nuts hanging on by a thread of flesh. He just could not bring himself to finish the job.  So, I strapped him to a chair with a couple leather belts. Then I ripped that nut off with my bare hand. Sure, he screamed in pain, but that was nothing compared to what I did next. Jim did not piss me off in any way. This castration was for profit not pleasure. Although any castration, I find it pleasurable, and the man finds painful.

I sawed off his remaining nut and quickly cauterized the wounds. Because his one nut had been severed the night before, it did not get cauterized quickly. So, his scars will be nasty and uneven. But at least his balls match now, LOL. Jim felt grateful that I did this for him. According to him, he’s shooting blanks and rarely gets hard. Now, he will never get hard again. To test things out, after he stopped bleeding, I fucked his ass. I love to peg a loser. I am a taboo phone sex bitch.

Want your nuts gone too? Not a problem for me. I am a castration junkie. I take men’s nuts for pleasure and profit.

Knife play phone sex teen Killer and Butcher

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex teen Killer and Butcher Harper the young Harpie has it out for some blonde whores. Fun fact A Harpy is a violent hel hound of Zeus. These hot summer months have me aching for a cool bloody mary with real blood.  And as the vicious Karma-giving little evil bitch I am, I know where I’m going to get my blood from!

 But my anger during the heat has got the best of me. I’m so pale when I go outside the sun scorches my vampire-like skin. And I was cheated on and Now I must right a wrong in my bloody way! So much anger bubbled up inside of me as I lost my boyfriend to some whore he met online.  I decided said bitch needed to be hunted and cut up and disposed of.  But first, she will fuck her cunt with my sharpest blade. Yep, the one that I will dismember her with! 

Knife play phone sex teen Killer and Butcher

Blood-soaked Mutilation phone sex with a Snuff whore! I guess you could say I am your predatory young cunt who needs to chop and slice a bicth who did her wrong. And that guy will never become a man, I’ll cut his balls off and eat them for dinner. Walking around never able to get it up, seems like a fitting punishment for his crimes.

Slit My Throat

Bloody Phone Sex

Slit my throat while you force fuck my tight ass. Bloody phone sex should always leave me soaking wet. Whether that’s from my dripping wet gash or a gushing wound is in your hands. I know that a lot of evil fucks like you love the chase. Hunting your sweet and innocent, but very deserving rey. You like the chase, and the struggle. The blood and adrenaline rushing through your body with everything.

Men wanting to hunt is natural, but the sickest of you are the ones that aren’t looking for the chase at all. You just want to watch the way the light drains from my eyes as I take my last breath. Snuff movies aren’t enough to fufill that blood lust anymore. You need to have a life in your hand. My life. You want to press a knife to a slut’s neck and watch her bleed.

I’ll submit to your blade willingly. Broken and begging instead of fierce and fighting. A sharp knife looks so pretty pressed against my throat. I’ll cry and beg you to stop. To slow down. To please let me go with my life. I promise I will give you whatever you want. Knowing you can end my life at a moment’s notice makes each stroke so much more satisfying. The fear in my eyes, the tears, and the blood sliding down my chest to my heart is what finally pushes you over the edge.

You slide your cock into me for the last time, and the knife cuts me from ear to ear at the same time. Your cum shoots deep into me as I thrash around you. My hands reaching for my throat as I gurgle and try to scream. You completely drain your balls as my blood is drained from my body.

Knife Play Phone Sex Fantasies with a Woman Prone to Violence

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex allows me to control the narrative. I have knives always strapped to my body. Even when I sleep, I am armed. A woman like me has lots of enemies. Plus, I am easily annoyed. Never know when I might have a violent outbreak. A doctor told me when I was just a schoolgirl that I was prone to violent outbursts.

Although I do have an impulse disorder, I have since learned to control it. Mostly, that is. My car broke down on the highway yesterday. I did something I never do. I relied on the kindness of strangers. A college girl picked me up. Initially, I thought about just walking to town. But that was a ten-mile walk in the dark and the rain. I’ve seen one too many snuff movies to make that a viable option.

I figured a coed was no match for me. However, she would not shut up. Sure, I should have been grateful. I was grateful. But I wanted quiet for the drive to town. What should not take more than 30 minutes in a car, seemed like 30 years because of the company. You would have liked her. Pretty, blonde and fit. Just annoying as fuck. But annoying as fuck still fucks the same.

Killing Bitches is More Fun with an Accomplice

I killed her. We were not far from town, but her voice was like fingernails on a chalkboard. She asked me too many questions. She could not read cues. I stabbed her while she was driving in the rain on a dark and winding road. I am a quick thinking though. She weighed about 100 pounds if that. I tossed her in the backseat, stole her car and drove to my cabin in the woods.

Although she was not dead yet, she was going to wish she had died in her car. I texted a friend to meet me. Not really a friend. Just a sadistic fuck like me. I knew he would appreciate force fucking a coed. You would too, I bet. I made him my accomplice, but he did not mind because he got to explore his rape phone sex fantasies for a young teen girl.

I enjoyed watching him fuck every hole she had. He even fucked her after she was dead. I used the knife I stabbed her with to carve her up for the coyotes. My accomplice drove me back to my car in her car, and we left her car on the side of the road. We wiped down all our prints. No one will know whatever happened to that cute coed.

Perhaps, you think if I had never hitched a ride, that girl would still be alive. I guess so. But, if I had not accepted her ride into town, my friend never would have fucked her tight teen holes. Everything happens for a reason, right?

Bloody Phone Sex Makes Quite The Cleanup

bloody phone sex

From the latest bloody phone sex call, a true story.  Walking in the apartment, I saw the blood from the steps. Little spatter and footprints leading away from house. I had a horrible feeling as I approached to see the door cracked and blood oozing down the first hallway and piled up at the ledge of the door.

Next, as I entered deeper in the house, my shoes encountering so many puddles of blood that it sounded like  walking outside during a rainstorm sloshing around in rain puddles.  I knew my footprints were tracking it even worse in the blood filled house, making a bigger mess than currently was there, but I truly didn’t care one bit.  I wanted to get to my loved ones.

I saw the house had nothing on but black lights. On the TV was a satanist movie playing on repeat.  Music eerily played from upstairs bedroom.

I started seeing body parts scattered throughout the house at random.  I saw the hand of my loved one who I could only identify by her wedding ring.  I picked it up expecting it to be warm but it was cold and very stiff.  I next saw the foot of a woman I only knew by the painted toes.  I saw a leg close by after that with part of a dildo stuck to it.  I walked up the stairs and saw on the computer screen, a montage of photos playing that basically played out the murders of these people in this house.

In still pictures, one by one, I saw them cut up with a knife, cut up into pieces once deceased, raped after they were gone even.  Finally, to top it off, I watched these men squirt cum from their rock hard dicks jacking off over the dead bodies.

It was something out of a nightmare or one crazy knife play phone sex call.  Can you top that?

Killer phone sex with a punching bag

killer phone sex

I’m the punching bag to my hot master and all his friends. I am the first to admit I’m not a beauty and not easy on the eyes. You ever see someone so ugly you want to punch them? Forr you to be in this sit,e you must have some violent tendencies and might gravitate to killer phone sex. The kind of phone fun that has me begging for my life. At the same time, you fantasize about all your depraved fantasies with a smile on your face while you’re jerking that cock of yours, enjoying my hot voice and then making feel torture telling me to pinch my nipples hard and imagine you doing so while you also spit in my face. Choke me out as my master does in front of all his friends. He likes to degrade me, and so do you. I’m only a piece of meat, and I deserve to die!

Knife play makes me Wet!

 

Knife play phone sex

Imagine calling my Dungeon for a kink session and finding yourself Secured to a wooden chair, Blindfolded, waiting for The Ultimate Knife play phone sex session.

I can smell the fear and anticipation as I enter the room. I can almost hear your heartbeat as I approach you with the long slender blade I have chosen for today’s playtime.

I slowly run it against your hard nipples, Grazing them. You inhale sharply, I giggle.

I then Hold the blade against your neck, slowly stroking your cock with my other hand.

I tell you what a naughty whore you have been. You nod and whimper.

I love the power that I have over you, I love the primal fear that you so obviously feel, and I love how wet that makes my pussy.

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.