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Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is popular on Sundays. I think men get to praying for a bigger dick; praying to be a better man and they can’t do that with a shrimp dick. Little dick losers pray at my evil alter. I don’t have empathy only contempt for small dick losers. I met Tom at a bar. We had corresponded via the dark net for months. I was encouraging him to chop off his balls. He took some convincing, but he agreed. When I came down to doing it, however, he struggled. He botched it, and only nicked his left testicle. That was when he started asking me for more than just encouragement. He wanted my help with chopping off his nuggets. I told him that would cost him. We agreed to meet. Last night, was the last day he had balls. I took him to my castration chamber after a few drinks at the bar. I explained that my castration chair was an old prison executioner chair modified to chop off balls. I gave him a shot of whiskey and strapped him in. For a clean castration, no movement can occur, or I might take the cock too. I separated his balls from his dick. I use a castration band like they do with sheep and cattle. The circulation is cut off, numbing the balls. This makes it easier to whack them off. I wanted to give him a clean cut. I used sterile medical grade scissors and snip snip the balls. It is torture sex. It hurts no matter what, just hurts less when I do it properly. Jack asses get a dirty castration with serious risk of infection. For Tom, I used a soldering iron to cauterize the wound. I’m no surgeon. He will have a nasty jagged scar, but he will live a eunuch’s life from here on out.

Snuff Porn Mall Brats

snuff pornSnuff porn was on my mind when I saw this gang of mean girls berating a coffee house girl at the mall the other night. They were high school girls. Nothing meaner on earth or more vacuous either than teen girls. The queen bitch was complaining that the barista spelled her name the common spelling. Apparently, that little whore is a Tiffani, but her cup said Tiffany. Slut thought the barista was calling ger common. When she called the barista a stupid whore, I killed her in my head a few times over. Mean girls like that just grow up to be meaner girls that the world doesn’t need. I knew how to lure them away. You play to their vanity, to their sense of entitlement. I told them I was a talent scout for a horror movie. Girls like them always believe me. I took them to my cabin in the woods. I gave them drinks spiked with high levels of gelsemium, which is a toxic plant that causes paralysis. It is felt quickly too. They couldn’t move. They fell to the ground with a thud and I used their bodies for torture sex. I cut up their perfect, pretty faces. I sexually mutilated them. They could feel the pain, but they were powerless to fight or do anything about it. I could see the tears of pain. I carved names like whore and slut and bitch in their flesh, then pissed into their wounds. I was enjoying every moment too. I tortured them for 24 hours before I slit their throats and fed them to the wild animals. No one will find their remains because when the coyotes get done with them, I will burn their bones if any are left. The world will thank me for getting rid of more teen bitches.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexWhat are your taboo phone sex fantasies? I could write a Russian novel about mine.  I have snuff fantasies about killing young ones, old ones, anyone… I have a wicked desire to castrate almost every man I meet. I want to kidnap and torture a bimbo slut. I want to bleed out all the mean girls in the world. I want to traffic small girls so I can profit off their tender age flesh. I want to watch a male accomplice split the pussy and ass of a young one in two. Those are just the tip of the iceberg. Every day, I meet several people that I want to do very bad things to.  I talk to them too. I wish there were more accomplices in the world but finding a man that is worthy of my time is hard. It is also difficult to find a man who can match my sadistic needs. I was hanging out with Ivan last night. He wanted to fuck a super young girl, torture and kill her. He vomited at the first cut to her flesh. What a wuss. The young girl, however, she fought like a champion. She had balls. He was a disappointment. So, I gave her a knife and let her castrate the loser who had rape phone sex fantasies about her. She was young, but she had a lot of anger inside, anger she took out on her kidnapper. I think I just found my latest accomplice. Girl power.

how bad do you want it

snuff sexI interviewed for my dream job. I have been dying to get this postion. When I got the callback, I knew I nailed it and had it in the bag. I thought my potential boss loved me and was respectable and professional. Going in for this second interview was something I wanted more than ever. I was so close to victory and potentially got this job I have hoped for, for what felt like the longest. I walked in gleefully and cheery. I could tell he was not in the mood. I guess he was parting a little too much because his blinds were closed and it was dark. I could feel the environment and vibe shift even more sinister when he started asking me sexual questions. I tried to shrug it off, but he came on even stronger. Panick surged inside me, and all I could smell was the liquor on his breath. I was wondering why he was so close to me, and I knew he wanted a piece of me. He asked me how bad I want the job and proceeded to have snuff sex with me till I was knocked out cold.

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.

Temporary Master

I have been with my new master for a couple of days now. I have learned a lot of things about him in the short time we have been together. He likes blood and lots of it. The first night I was with him he tied my ankles up then tied my ankles around my neck so my legs would be lifted all the way back to my head exposing my nigger cunt. He took a sharp hunting knife and slowly inserted it right into my black fuck hole. The knife was so sharp, as soon as my new master put the tip of the blade in my cunt started to bleed everywhere. He took his large mouth and started sucking the blood right from my bloody nigger cunt. Torture sexI thought I was going to die right there the first night. The rush was amazing but I did not want to die just yet! No, I wanted to please this big sexy monster as much as I could. I knew if he was making me bleed this much on our first night there was so much more yet to come. My temporary master has a huge 12-inch thick cock. I am just waiting for the day he chokes the shit out of my nigger throat with his giant anaconda. He does not know I like all of this, no master will ever know that secret of mine. I am already liking it here with my temporary master. I just hope the other fuck slave bitch can hold her own so I can stay here forever.

Snuff sex addict

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best when it is spontaneous. I like going to clubs and targetting sluts that catch my eye. The best snuff fuck sessions have happened randomly. I see a girl I know, and I instantly get the wrong ideas. This week I saw a girl that is an avid bible study ended. We both went to Catholic school together. I could see she was out of her element and I decided to buy her a drink. I made her ease up with some fun stuff. She had no idea I slid some pills in her glass. I had her so out of it that I even was having her do a bunch of coke lines. I eventually convinced her to partake in a gangbang. I had a few buddies rough her up and leave her beaten to a pulp. I wonder how she woke up the next day if she ever did.

Deserving Whore

Snuff porn

I got way too drunk and high at my campus frat’s party. One minute I was taking shots and dancing half naked on the pool table and the next I’m laying on a cold table in the dark. I can’t see anything, it’s so dark. I’m scared. A voice interrupts my thoughts and tells me, “Had fun whoring tonight?” I recognized the voice vaguely. Suddenly a bright lamp beamed onto my drunk, bruised face. I was completely naked and tied down. My nipples were rock hard. The voice said that I’ve been such a filthy college slut, and sluts like me needed to be put in their place. He walked into the light and I recognized him from one of my classes. He began stroking my nipples and cunt until my nipples and clit grew hard beneath his fingers. I began to cry and beg for my life but he punched me over and over again until my mouth swelled and filled with blood. He then began wrapping my tits tightly with rough rope, he tightened and tightened until the rope dug into my skin. My tits began to blacken and ache. I tried to plea with him but all that came out of my mouth was gargled blood. He pinched my cunt back with tight clothes pins and then wheeled out sharp metal instruments. He brought out sharp skewers then held me down and began shoving them straight through my tits. I screamed in pain, my cunt drizzled involuntarily while he skewered straight through my perky college tits, he began inserting more and more into my tits. The pain was unbearable, he then moved to my cunt and began pushing sharp pins through my clit and fucked my hole with a sharp knife. Liters of blood poured out of my cunt as he knife fucked me over and over. I deserve this. I brought this upon myself.

The Kidnapping King

Kidnapping phone sexI am enslaved in the walls of this house. I have been kidnapped by my master’s own brother. My master’s brother has always been jealous of him. He would come over to the house and see how good of a submissive whore I was. I could tell he always wanted me for himself. His desires to enslave me and have me surrender my will to him was to much for him to keep in. He broke in late at night when he knew my master was asleep. While I was still sleeping, he crept into the room, placed his dirty sox in my mouth and put duct tape over, so master wouldn’t hear his own brother kidnap me for himself. It was a long drive until we reached my new master’s home. I could tell he has been planning this for a while now. He had his basement set up, ready to bring his new slave whore home. He didn’t waste any time training me to be his. He pinned me down to the ground, took his sharp pocket knife and stripped my clothes off. He ran the knife lightly down my back. I know my new master likes blood, I could see the saliva building up in his mouth as he fantasized of cutting me wide open. He softly whispered to himself that it was to soon for knife play and tossed the knife beside him. He stripped down, proud to show me he had a much bigger and thicker cock than my old master did. He didn’t restrain me, he was testing me to see if I would run or be a good little slave whore for him. With his cock rock hard he plunged into my ass hole. I have been fucked in the ass many times but the dryness from my new master’s cock roughly rubbing on my tight already swollen ass was more than I could handle. I could feel blood dripping down the back of my leg, that really excited him. My blood is what he used to lube his thick heavy cock. My new master could see my face was tense and in pain. He ordered me to turn around like a good little bitch slave. Once I turned around, he took his hands and opened my mouth up wide. He wanted my face to look happy while he was plowing my asshole. My new master wants me to smile while he makes me bleed. This is just the beginning. In time my new master will fuck me until I have no more blood left to give.

Snuff Sex Payback

snuff sexIt was snuff sex Sunday. No, that is not what I planned, but trouble caught up with me.  I owed a lot of money to a dealer and he found me. I thought I would get away with it because I used an alias and it was a different state. Somehow, Marco found me, and it was time to pay up. He wanted to know where the coke was. He didn’t believe that I used it all. I took a brick a few months ago. That lasted me 2 months. He thought I sold it and demanded I pay him $10,000. I didn’t have $10 dollars let alone the money to pay him back. He strung me up to a rafter. I was stripped naked and torture sex followed. He didn’t believe that I was that big of a coke whore. He had me pegged as some mastermind, but I am just a huge druggy whore. I didn’t sell his brick. I put it all up my nose. That was the most coke I had ever had at one time. He cut my flesh. He burned my flesh. He punched me. He mutilated my clit. He even pulled out some teeth with pliers. When I still wouldn’t tell him where the brick was, he decided to believe me. He didn’t think any suburban housewife could endure that kind of pain if they were not telling the truth. Little did he know I was a pain slut. Now, I must pay him back what I stole plus interest. I told him I could never afford to pay back that much money, so now I am his whore. I must prostitute myself to pay him back, only I don’t get to choose the Johns. He is my pimp until my debt is settled. I have a lot of fucking to do.