Maybe I’ve been watching The Walking Dead too much lately but I love watching that black bitch chopping heads off. It gave me a great killer sex idea. Next time we go round us up some snotty nosed little brats to have rape phone sex fantasies with. I’m gonna chop their fucking little heads off. Of course that’s wayyyy after we’ve had all the fun their tiny bodies can handle, and then some. Hell, maybe I’ll grab one of those heads and bob it up and down on your cock!! Doesn’t that sound like fun? I’ve got all sorts of evil toys and contraptions to torture those little crumb snatchers. Less mouths to feed for some poor dumb bitch is what I say. Come on. You know you want to do it. Just the thought of all the devious fantasies that goes through your sick twisted little mind make your cock hard. I bet you’re rubbing it right now. Mouth watering.
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Castration Phone Sex Sunday
Castration phone sex Sunday means you get junk removal at the economic cost of a phone sex call. Normally, I charge a couple grand to remove some loser’s balls, but on Sundays, I feel charitable. I could take loser balls all day long. Nothing gives this sick bitch pleasure like ridding losers and assholes of the very thing they need to reproduce. Certain people should not be allowed to procreate. I bet you are one of them if you are still reading. Last night I chopped off a pair of hairy balls for free. The guy was not self aware. He didn’t want his testicles removed. In fact, he took their departure from his body hard. I bet you are wondering what would justify me taking a random stranger’s balls, right? He tried to force his loser dick in my mouth in a bar bathroom. If you ask me, he got off easy. I could have taken his entire dick. I should have removed his dick, but at least now he won’t be trying to force his puny wiener in any other woman. I carry several knives with me always. This one was tucked in the back of my pants. When he forced himself into the ladies’ room and pushed me on my knees, I grabbed it. He never saw it coming. He felt it when I sliced his balls off, however. The once macho attacker was now a bleeding, blubbering bitch boy. You will never have the upper hand on me. I am always expecting the worst behavior in men. Normally, when I take some one’s balls who has paid for junk removal, I cauterize the wound. I don’t care if you bleed out on the bathroom floor of a nightclub when you assault women. I should have cut that loser’s dick off and used it to make an ass rape porn. I bet I could make a lot of money from a video where a nutless man got fucked in the ass with his severed dick.
Sheets Were Soaked Again
I had this crazy squirting all night snuff dream. And I had to come on here and blog about it right away to all of you. I was on a date with a sadistic guy who wanted to beat the shit out of me. Which we all know I love. But where it got real kinky and messy is where he wanted to cut off bits and pieces of my flesh and eat. And have me eat my own flesh too. How freaking crazy fucking hot is that? In my dream, I could taste my own flesh and the pain of where it had been cut off. I could feel my cunt squirting and squirting as he kept feeding me my own flesh. Then in my dream, he says now I am going to stick my dick down your throat and cum as I slice your throat open until you bleed out. As I was slowly drifting off to death that is when I woke up. My sheets were soaked like I pissed the bed. But it was nothing but my own cum.
Sunday Snuff Phone Sex
Snuff phone sex Sundays have become my favorite day of the week. While others are going to church and resting, I am slaying stupid cunts and severing worthless dicks. I believe in Sunday, Bloody, Sunday. I was in a foul mood this morning. I was supposed to hook up with this guy to torture his little cock teasing niece. I had all the details arranged. I like killing with an accomplice, especially when the victim is a little girl. It is fun for me to watch you force fuck her holes until your dick is covered in her blood. He stiffed me a sizeable amount of money and I wanted paid. I decided to hunt him. I found him in his apartment. He was easy to find. He gave me fake info about his niece but used his real name. He was going to be fun to torture and snuff. He recognized me from the avatar I use on the Dark Net. Stupid fuck thought this was all some sort of joke. The joke was on him. I was going to remove his balls and his cock, so he would have to piss through a straw for the rest of his life. Some one as dumb as him, doesn’t deserve to have pleasure. Certainly, doesn’t need to reproduce either. Stupidity breeds stupidity. I stripped him naked, tied him to a chair and told him he was in for a world of pain. I brought my rusty saw and knife, so it would hurt more. He thought I was joking. I don’t mess around when it comes to castration phone sex. I take junk and I don’t do it painlessly. Where is the fun in that? I put his dick under a Bible and sawed it off. His blood seeped many pages of God’s word. Funny, right? I snickered as he screamed in pain. Taking his balls too was just for fun. Only a dickless man fucks around with a sadistic bitch, so I made him into what he already was.
Evil Phone Sex
Evil Phone Sex is what’s on my mind tonight. I just went through a bad breakup with a cheating ass no good loser. He did have a big fat cock though. I guess that’s why I stayed with him this long. But, it’s not like don’t get plenty of cock anyways here at work. And at least they don’t give me any shit either. But right now I’m just pissed off and I feel like mutilating some of these dead bodies. Nobody is off limits too. I’m fucking everyone in here up tonight. I think I’ll switch some of their body parts out. Give some of the less fortunate in the cock department an upgrade. Creating my own Frankensteins lol! Call me and tell me what you want me to do to them.
Torture Sex Gone Wrong
When I walked into work today, I was not expecting what I saw. Apparently this bitch was having some crazy torture sex and the sick motherfucker she was fucking, got a little carried away. No, not just a little carried away, a whole lot carried away. This bitch was bloody as fuck. Apparently they were all coked up, meth’d up, you name it, they were on it. She had gashes everywhere. He even cut off her nipples. Which was kinda fucked up for me, cause I have my own little nipple collection at home. Anyway, her neck was also broken. The police said that neighbors had called 911 when they heard all the noise and screaming. By the time the cops got there, bitch was swinging from the chandelier twitching her last moments away. Spewing blood everywhere. He was still holding the knife when they broke down the door. The told him to drop it, but he was so fucked up, he tried to approach them and they filled his ass with lead. He had about 25 bullet holes in him. This was definitely a case of torture sex gone wrong. At the end of the day, I get them. Now, what shall I do to them?
Snuff Sex is the Best Sex
Snuff sex is the best if you ask me. Fuck them and kill them. I am not one for pillow talk. I am not one for cuddling either. Once I cum, my need for a guy is over. Just like once you fuck a tender age slut, you don’t want to send her home to rat you out as a dirty P man, right? They lose their usefulness. Normally, I don’t kill my accomplices, but I rarely fuck them either. Ted hired me to procure him a virgin school girl. At the age he wanted, finding a virgin was not difficult. Ted was not a creepy fat fuck driving a white van with a mattress in the back who is forced to register with the police department whenever he moves. He was a handsome, sophisticated and intelligent man. He wanted a young girl because he could afford it. Enough money gets you whatever you want in this world. He had a rape fantasy involving a super young girl. I made it come true for a price. I think I got super horny watching a good looking dude fuck a little bitch. Of course, I was also aroused by her screams. After it was clear he was done with her, I killed her. That turned him on. His dick got hard again when he thought he was drained dry by that bald tight slit. Never underestimate the sex appeal of a snuff porn bitch. I carved up that little beauty queen and fed her to the coyotes. We fucked like wild animals afterwards. Her blood was still on his dick and all over my body. After he came, he tried to cuddle. Like what the fuck man? I just killed the little slut you assaulted. Do you think I wanna spoon? He got a knife to the chest. It’s a knee jerk reaction to any attempt at intimacy. I fuck and I kill. I was a tad remorseful because a good cock shouldn’t go to waste. But, he shouldn’t have tried to spoon. A spoon gets the knife every time.
My Gal Pal
My gal pal Kerri and went to a local BDSM club. We were looking for sadists who really wanted to beat the bloody mess out of us. Just like me blood turns right the fuck on. The smell, the look, and the pain that comes with extracting it out of my body We found one who said he wanted to have us both and he promised our flesh would be torn up from head to toe. And that we would be to weak from the loss of blood to walk out. We would have to be carried out. We called his bluff and followed him back to part of the club that had all sorts of whips, chains, Knives, and other torture devices I did not even recognize. I could feel my cunt creaming in my pants and I could see the look on Kerri’s face. I knew she was just as sloppy wet as I was.
Castration Fascination
I’ve been totally turned on by the idea of severing a set of testicles off of a man’s body as long as I can remember. When I would go visit my grandparents on their farm, I would beg Grandpa to let me do the honors when it came time to use the emasculator on the new heard. I would often think about how grand it would be to slap a pair of those around a set of big thick hairy balls attached to a pathetic worm boy. I finally got my chance today to really live out my dark thrill. I was back visiting my grandma and grandpa when I noticed the new farm hand really getting into me handling the castration of a retired stud. I looked up and noticed his cock was so hard it was probably chaffing the head, the imprint fully visible through his wranglers. I made a motion to the feed room and he followed. I ordered him to drop his jeans and let me see his ball sack. He did so, sweat dripping down his temples- looking down at my young skinny body in just a small black sundress. I clicked the tool and the thick rubber band wound rightly around his testicles. He went to yelp like a bitch but I slapped him back into his senses. I reached into my bag and grabbed my favorite knife, slicing through the thin stretched skin and taking his set right off. I threw them into a jar on the counter to save for later when I got hungry, some fried human-sourced rocky mountain oysters will be so tasty later.
Bloody Phone Sex
I’m having a bloody good time tonight. All these bodies. Bloody Phone Sex is what I’m into tonight. I have a load of bodies going to the crematorium so tonight, there are mine to play with. The first thing I do when I come into work, is strip down. Examine what’s come in for the day. Then I have all these fantasies about what could have happened if they had run into me or my friend Shadow. She’s into twisted shit too. Occasionally I have to dispose of some fucked up looking bodies she brings me. A lot of the time, I like to pose their bodies in a fashionably sick and twisted way. I can break their bones and make extremely distorted figures out of them. Other times, I just go wild with knife play phone sex. Cutting pieces off. Cutting women’s breast implants off or just their entire breast. With my job, the possibilities for some sadistic shit is endless. Wanna play with me?