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Castration Phone Sex Calls Leave Losers with No Balls

castration phone sexYou might be surprised how many men call me for castration phone sex. But you might be even more surprised at how many men reach out to me on the dark net to get castrated for real. If a man wants to sever his balls from his useless dick, who am I to say no. His body. His choice. And if he wants to pay me to do it, even better.

Some men are self-aware. And then other men seem clueless that no one likes their dick but them. Men like that get a free ball removal. And sometimes, I even chop off the dick too. For tools, predators and annoying pricks, their body is my choice. And I choose cock and ball torture sex.

If you cannot use it properly, you do not deserve it at all. Too many men look at their cock and balls as an entitlement when it is a privilege. And sometimes, a privilege gets revoked. Just like suspending a drunk driver’s license. Not all men deserve their cocks.

I saw this neighborhood dick being cruel to his dog. And one thing I hate is animal cruelty. Pick a fair fight, loser. So, I plotted to steal his dog. I successfully liberated his big beast of a dog. However, he came looking for his dog having a suspicion that I was behind his missing pooch. I hid the dog in my underground bunker so that he would never find him.

Your Cock and Balls are a Privilege That I am Happy to Revoke

But I invited him in to look. However, before he left, I took his balls. Hit him over the head with a frying pan and knocked him out. Smelling salt woke him up. And when he woke up, he realized his pants were off. He quickly realized that I put a castration band around his balls and strapped him to a surgical table. With all my knives laid out in precision, I began the mutilation phone sex torture of his worthless junk.

His dog, sat in the corner watching me carve up the dick of his former owner. I carved his pup’s name on his cock to make him bleed and cry. After about 30 minutes of torturing his dick, his balls blackened form lack of blood flow, and I removed them with ease. Fed them to his dog while he watched in horror. That pup was all the payment I needed. Eventually, I cut that loser’s cock off too. But I left him a tiny nub for pissing. I am not completely heartless. Okay, yes, I am.

Fed the cock to his pup too. I cauterized the wounds and cleaned him up. Sent him home in agony. But I knew he would not call the cops on me or tell a sole. While I was in his home liberating his pup, I found a stack of homemade brat porn. And I took it as insurance. I find it more satisfying to make a loser live with the fact that a woman took his balls and his cock so he will never fuck or even jack off again.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies Often Require a Sick Accomplice to Fulfill

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies come true when you hire me. I moonlight on the dark net. A mercenary of sorts. Although some might consider me a hired assassin, I do not look at myself that way. I merely help men achieve their murderous wet dreams. For a profit of course. My dungeon equipment costs a lot of money. And I love killing. Assassins usually just shoot a target, but I savor the kill. Prolong the kill for sexual satisfaction. I get off on another person’s pain and fear.

Friday night, I helped Luther kill a hot teen slut. Although he had a target in mind, I convinced him to use a surrogate. As the boyfriend of the mother, the police would look at him as a suspect if his girlfriend’s teen daughter turned up dead. Men need an accomplice phone sex partner like me to keep them grounded and safe from arrest. So, I convinced my dark net client to kill and fuck a surrogate in a different county.

We drove a couple hours, and a surrogate fell in our laps. We picked up a teenage runaway turning tricks at the rest stop to get money for a bus ticket to California. When she approached Luther, he told her we would give her a lift and some money. And I added she could stay with us in a hotel for a night. She thought we were a kinky couple. As I drove this little soon to be dead whore, blew Luther.

A Good Accomplice Keeps You Safe From Arrest

He likely shot his wad a few times before we got to the no tell motel. This little whore had no idea this would be her final trick. Luther pounced on her as soon as we entered the room. Turned her into a teen rape porn star. I filmed it. But she did not seem to be a novice to rough sex. Luther split her cunt open with his huge cock and aggressive fucking. And I caught it all on film. What happened next, she had never experienced before. Luther plowed a knife into her belly and gutted her like a fish.

She did not die instantly. It was a slow torturous death with her entrails and blood pouring out of her body. Luther fucked her even after she took her last breath. With my encouragement, he jacked off over her dead body a few times too. She was a runaway hooker junkie. Doubt anyone will miss the bitch.

2 Girls One Knife. Knife Play phone sex to talk about

Knife Play Phone SexWhat’s better then stabbing and fucking one bitch? Stabbing and fucking two bitches. More the merrier I always say. And knife play phone sex gets me extremely wet and wanting. I know for my cohort it does too.

Knife Play Phone Sex

Just picture having both of us hot sluts waiting for you to slice and penetrate us with a massive blade, and dick. Fuck all our holes while creating new ones. Dipping that murder cock into our bloodied up bodies while we moan in pleasure for it.

And you take us one at a time. Wanting to savor the flavor of us as much as time would permit. Because it’s a lot of more fucking a live body as opposed to a dead one. Well, a fresh dead body is still pretty fuckable…

 

But this duo of babes is what everyone would dream of. And taking us off the census is a kink. Kill me and her, cum on our bodies, and leave us for some poor jogger to find.

I’m your accomplice for the night.

Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex. I’m your number one, your assistant but also your partner in crime. At night we walk the city streets doing whatever the fuck we want. Sometimes we love to rob people, sometimes we tie up and torture. Whatever the case is, I’m with you.

I’ve got my knee high boots along with my little dress. This is what you prefer me to wear. You also love it when I smoke cigarettes and burn our victims skin to put them out.

Tonight is a special night. You rented a room at Motel 6 and convinced this cute blonde you met online to come party with you. She has no idea you’re not alone. She knocks on the door and you let her in.  As she sits down, you give her a drink to loosen her up.  I come out of the bathroom, kick her face, then tie her up. You love it when I use my boots, gets you hard. When she wakes up she finds herself naked, still tied up.

As you open her legs up she begins to scream and cry. “Shut the fuck up bitch” I tell her as I light a smoke. You had rape fantasies with her pussy. Tearing her little snatch, sticking your cock far up her small bloody pussy.  Her young blood is all over the sheets. You’re loving this, your cock is throbbing. The more she whines the harder you go. I get so wet watching you pounding our little hostage. I can’t wait to get fucked by you later.

I put my boot on her neck, blew out my smoke, and put it out on her chest. She continues to cry but this is what we do baby. The more cruel the hotter.

 

Mutilation Phone Sex Includes Castration

mutilation phone sexMutilation phone sex includes a wide arrange of things. But my favorite would be castration. I love removing a man’s junk. Why? Because I can. It feels good to be a sadistic bitch. Now, I do not need a reason to castrate a man. Never need an excuse. But often, men ask for it. And I am not talking about just being rude or looking at me funny. I mean they hurt other people, try to hurt me or animals.

Oscar drugged and fucked a Goth girl friend of mine. She told me all about it the next day. And I began plotting my revenge quickly. With her help of course. If you don’t know how to use your cock properly, you deserve castration phone sex and more. Zia and I exacted our revenge last night. We have been going to the Goth bar this happened at for 5 straight days hoping to catch him and we did.

Zia acted like she did not remember him or anything. And he approached me. My Goth pal played her part well. And I did too. A man is not the only one who can drug a drink. I acted like I drank from the poison cup. But he was the one who started falling. Zia and I escorted him back to his place.castration phone sex

Women Like Me Find it More Fulfilling to Neuter a Predator Than Killing Him

When he woke up, he found himself tied to his bed, naked and on a plastic tarp. Makes cleaning up easier. He knew when he saw Zia that she remembered him. I read him his crimes. But told him he would have no trial. We went straight to the sentencing. I gave Zia a pair of sharp scissors and she cut his balls off. Sure, perhaps it seems cruel to give a man such extreme cock and ball torture sex, but he had it coming.

This time a man really had it coming. The way I see it, I am doing a favor for all women. Predators need put down. And I do not mean killed. I mean neutered for life. Oscar will be forced to think about what he did to Zia for the rest of his life. And neutering a predator seems more satisfying than killing them. We cauterized the wound before we left so he would not bleed out and die. And Zia took home her first pair of severed testicles.

Rape phone sex fantasies has the best kept secret

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies, my favorite pastime. You might think you know what I’m all about just by looking at me  after all, I’ve got a hot, wet pussy that’s always ready for action. But there’s so much more to me than just that.

The real special surprise is the screams of mercy that come right before death. It’s those guttural, hoarse cries that gets me off like a rocket. The victims always think they’ll get out of it, even when they’re tied down and completely at my mercy. But they never do – and that’s what makes it so much fun.

I love holding the little whore down while you defile every part of her body with your tongue. The taste of her is always super sweet, just the way I like it. And when it’s time to fuck, I make sure she’s ready for the ride of her life. I want you pumping that bitch until she’s soaked your cock with cum and blood. And when she screams louder, I want you to fuck her even harder.

But don’t be fooled, my friends. These aren’t cries of pain or fear. They’re cries of pleasure, of release, of a depth of satisfaction that most people can only dream of. It’s the sound of Torture sex, the kind that makes you cum harder than ever before.

 

Sadistic torture, with a side of cum.

“See that young pussy over there?” I gleefully tell you. I have that sadistic little grin on my face. “You get to have that one all to yourself this time, and I’ll just watch” and I just giggle a little. I love watching you work. And you love pleasing the cutest little accomplice ever. Accomplice Phone Sex

And you see her. Tied up on a St Augustine’s cross, like a little whore who wants those holes filled. Gagged, and naked. Little cries of mercy leave her mouth ever so often. She has tears in her eyes, glassy like a doe.

You look at your tools. The knives of your trade laid on the table, meticulously put in place by yours truly. I know which ones you want in what order. We’ve played before, so it was easy to remember for you.

You pick up the small scalpel. Razor sharp, as you tested it with your thumb. Looking back at the beautiful specimen I got for you, you start dragging the blade across her body as she screams out in terror. I know it fuels that sadist in you. Because I’m getting wet just watching it.

You start to make small cuts at first across her arms. Starting from the wrist and working your way to her tits. She continues to cry and scream, struggling against the restraints holding her in place. But they won’t give. And I know they won’t. I put them on tight so that doesn’t happen.

As you cut across her small yet supple breasts, you start carving harder. You wanna see this little cunt really bleed, so you give up on the scalpel. You need to feel this bitch’s fuck holes after they’ve been made ready for you quicker than you thought.

I get more excited watching, as you bring out the drill. A wood augur bit, about ½ inch thick. “Sorry my queen, but I can’t wait any longer. I need her now” You look at me as if you were a child asking it’s mother for the sweetest of treats ever.

I giggle again, and nod. “You can have her, my little blood bug” I wave my hand for you to continue, while the other one has been fingering my cunt.

Her eyes are now full of absolute terror as you give drill a few test pulls on the trigger. You then bring the drill up to her precious little mound. Slowly, you insert the drill bit and push the trigger. She screams more, this time blowing a vocal chord. You hear her voice just give out and gurgle and you continue to get your fuck hole ready so you can have that cock of yours drained.

She continues to convulse at this point, probably from the pain, shock, and you now giving her the best dicking she’ll ever have. And the last too.

Because as you see the light in her eyes start to fade, you come in her destroyed pussy. Blood everywhere. Her body wasted and broken.

And I smile, come over to you, and proceed to just start sucking your cock. Getting you hard again.

Because my favorite part is me fucking you up under this dead whore’s body, using her fluids as my own personal lubricant. And tasting the raw flesh of such a pretty little thing is such a turn on too.

Cora’s Rape Fantasy: A Gory Affair

Rape phone sex fantasies

Hey, perverts! Cora here, and I’ve got a dark little secret. My darkest desire? Being raped, held down, and dominated. But not just by anyone—by a true monster. A creature that’ll leave me battered and bruised.I’m alone in a dark alley, a shadow looming. A sinister figure, tall and terrifying, closes in. His eyes, cold and dead, promise pain.He’s got a knife, and my heart freezes. But the thrill! The adrenaline rush of being so vulnerable. I’m his prey, and the chase is on.

He catches me, and the world goes black. The monster’s here, and he’s rough, violent. My cries go unanswered as he rips my clothes, leaving me naked and exposed.He slams me against the wall, his meaty cock tearing my flesh. The pain’s exquisite, and I’m his willing victim. My juices flow, welcoming his attack.He pounds me mercilessly, my body a bruised playground. The impact of each thrust sends shockwaves through me. I’m a rag doll, his plaything.But I want more, the nastier, the better. I fantasize about his cock impaling me, my insides a bloody mess. The monster’s a gift from above.He leaves me a mess, satisfied and sore. The memory of it makes me wet. I crave the brutality, the sheer gore of it all.

So, if you’re into that brutal stuff, just remember, some of us desire the undesirable. Cora’s rape fantasy is a bloody, nasty delight.

Have a sick and twisted day!

The girl in the box.

Kidnapping phone sex

 Kidnapping phone sex turns me on. The thrill makes me hot. It was a cold winter night and I was asleep in my room at my parents house. I could see lights around my window but didn’t hear anything. I called out for my mom but she didn’t wake up. As the light appeared brighter I heard a giant crash.  Glass from my windows covered my body as a man stood over me.  He was tall with long hair and a long beard.  I was frozen in fear but as I attempted to run he knocked me out cold with the handle of an ax and grabbed me out of bed.

When I woke up, I was in a clear box. All four sides were locked up with no way to get out.  I could barely move. I was completely naked with blood dripping from my pussy and chains on my ankles.  My box was in a basement below a house. No one could hear me screaming. Then a group of men came in the room. One man opens the box as the all the others sit and watch. He starts by assaulting me and  rams his dick in my cunt, tearing it from my clit. I was screaming and all the men were enjoying it. One by one I was forced fucked, whipped, strangled, and cocks inserted up my butthole. This went on for hours and hours with no food or water while chained. If I screamed or cried I was strangled until I almost passed out and my chains were pulled tighter. One guy came in and grabbed me by my legs just to hear me cry. He yelled, “louder louder”.

There were other boxes with women inside this basement filled with other girls who were also taken and assaulted. I could only lay there, gushing blood. My pussy was completely torn open. Men payed lots of money for this deadly underground fuck fest as the girls sacrificed their lives. I have no chance of getting out. I was chosen for this.

 

Evil phone sex is the perfect Hallows Eve night.

  Evil phone sex          Evil phone sex is the perfect Hallows Eve night. Now, you may wonder how. Well, the first thing to remember is that it is the night before Hallows Day. November first.  The day that the poor would go around praying for those rich bastards dead to get into to heaven. Which means that the eve was the night to be evil for then it may not get those pious in the sky people in the gates of heaven.

            Let them go down the depths of hell. Cast your sins upon the poor unfortunate souls. Dead and gone now. You commit the sin of evil the night prior knowing you condemn those souls to a torturous death.

            Mutilation phone sex is the first step to evil. After all, they are still alive. You cut them up. Slowly. Shallow cuts, deep cut. Slice them down the center of the chest. Make a cross between the ass cheeks. Right over the asshole.

            Don’t want to be heard. That is fine. After all, you can bet the Gothic teens are on the loose and they will as shown above have a gag ball to be used on them. Next, we begin the mutilation.

            From time to time take out the gag. You do after all need to get hard by hearing the screams and not just the moans of pain. Be evil. Keep them alive until they finally can take no more.

            Make them beg for mercy.