Christmas castration phone sex season is my favorite time of year. I think the holidays bring out the worst in men and when that happens, I am there with my knife to teach them a permanent lesson in holiday cheer. I was at the mall over the weekend. Still plenty of time left for holiday shopping. No need to be a dick, but this guy was. I had the last new iPhone in my hand from the Apple store. This jackass grabbed it from me and said he needed it more. It was a fucking phone and this jack ass stole it right out of my hands. Well, that didn’t set well with me. That kind of behavior required a lesson. I followed him to his car, placed my knife against his rib cage, and forced him in his car. I handcuffed him once he was in the back seat. I drove him to a no tell motel where crack whores and junkies hang out. The motel desk clerk is a junkie himself. I gave him an 8 ball to forget he ever saw me. I took room 69 because I thought it was funny. This Grinch was not getting anywhere near my pussy or any pussy ever again. I could have given him some whiskey. But I wanted him to feel the pain of a jagged edge slicing off his balls. This hotel was damp, dark and disgusting. I shoved a ball gag in his mouth and stripped him naked. I saw the fear in his eyes. He peed the dirty bed out of that fear. I laughed as I sliced his balls off. He bled on the dirty bed. I tossed his balls in the corner of the room and watched as the cockroaches descended on his severed balls for a feast. I left him there bleeding out. On my way out, I knocked on a crack head’s door and told him the guy in room 69 needed a fix. I’m sure that loser is now a permanent resident of the junkie hotel. Maybe next time he will think before being a dick.
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Christmas Castration Phone Sex
Christmas Castration Phone Sex Season
Castration phone sex Christmas has begun. The weekend after Thanksgiving, I begin my once a day Castration ritual. It is my way of giving back to society. My special brand of charity helps prevent fucktards from reproducing and in the Me Too era, it empowers women because I am castrating sexual predators too. Don’t know how to use your testicles? Well, then you should not have them. I traveled to another city over the weekend to stalk Damien. Seems he has been living up to his name. He is a privileged college boy who likes to drug coeds then assault them. My guess is his daddy’s money and high-powered lawyer has kept him out of prison even though there have been 12 complaints about the bastard. I decided he needed a charity castration. Neither the law nor the school is going to protect the coeds, so I took matters into my own hands.
I dressed less threatening to lure him. We met at a bar, he spiked my drink when he thought I was not looking, but I am smarter than him and I switched our drinks. He was shocked to wake up tied up naked to my hotel bed. I listed his offenses, gave him a chance to rebut but the little prick was unrepentant. If he had a least shown some remorse or made up a fake apology, I would have used a castration band and a clean blade. He was a piece of shit, so he was treated worse than cattle. I didn’t even let him do a shot of whiskey. I just used the jagged, rusty blade to chop off his balls. He bled like a stuck pig and cried like a little bitch. I just smiled as I looked at him bleeding out. “Apologize now prick and I will cauterize the wound,” I seethed. Now, I got a fake ass apology, but it saved his life. I took the bottom of a hot pan and sealed the wound. He won’t force his cock inside anyone ever again. Fuck, he won’t have a hard-on ever again. Damien gave me my first set of holiday balls.
Extreme Fetish Bondage Phone Sex
It was raining last night. I was on an old dark road. I got lost coming home from a party at a friend’s house. My car skidded off the road. I hit my head. I got confused and foggy. A stranger helped me, but I passed out. I woke up in a strange house. I had on different clothes. I went to ask where I was and what happened, but my lips would not open. They were sealed shut. I thought they were glued, but he showed me in a mirror. I screamed but no sound came out. He stitched my lips shut. He said he was turning me into a doll, a life-sized sex doll. As my memory came back, I realized I didn’t have an accident. He ran me off the road. He tied my arms above my head. This was extreme bondage phone sex. I was restrained and mute. I knew he couldn’t skull fuck me, but he made use of my other holes. One hole was his favorite. It wasn’t my ass or my pussy. It was my pee hole. It hurt like a bitch. Never have I had anything so large crammed down my pee hole. My urethra was not made for a ten-inch cock. No one’s urethra is made for that. I was crying, ugly crying from the pain. I was bleeding like a stuck pig. I couldn’t plead with words, so I tried to plead with my eyes and my body. He was in no hurry to let me go. He poured his Jack Daniels down my pee hole because he didn’t want any germs from a disease ridden skank whore. That is what he said as he force fucked my pee hole, the tiniest hole on my body. I was hoping he would kill me, but he knocked me out and dropped me off at the local hospital. I woke up in a hospital this morning pretty banged up. I was drugged, but I know what happened to me wasn’t a dream. I was peeing blood as proof.
Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls
All I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf? I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.
Gangbang Rape Porn Star
You watch gangbang rape porn, don’t you? You like watching women get sodomized, covered in cum and used for the pleasure of men. I love making dirty little films. I don’t really make them for fun. Usually, I do them to score some drugs or money to buy drugs. Last night, I made one just because I was too fucked up to know what the fuck was going on. Seriously, I was high on some pure cocaine that I got from some black men. I guess after watching me get high, they decided to have some fun. The only way I knew that was that I woke up covered in cum and they left me a video on my phone. I entertained about a dozen black men. My ass is showing it too. It prolapsed. There are pics of them pulling on my prolapse like it was a tail. At one point, there was a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. They put coke on it and sniffed it off. WTF? How do I not remember any of it? I guess it has been awhile since I have had that good of coke, but according to the video, I earned it and then some. They fucked the crap out of me, stretched my holes with their big black cocks. They came on me, punched me, pissed on me and passed me around like candy. From the look on my face, I enjoyed every moment, even the pain. I am such a sick bitch.
Gangbang Rape Porn for Drug Money
I didn’t want to make a gangbang rape porn but I need money to get high. I walked into this dirty bookstore in hopes I could get something going. This is a trucker stop and its known as a lot lizard skank hangout. Girls needing a fix show up and can be rented out for movies or sex for quick money. It’s prostitution, but the loop hole is they say its porn. The owner takes money for two people or more to fuck, he films it and that makes it legal. Guys get pussy and a home-made porn as a memento. I was the oldest chick there. All the other girls were hot teen sluts in need of a fix, but I was a dirty old whore and I knew my odds were slim in getting selected. That was when I told the guys they could do anything they wanted to me, even make a hardcore ass rape porn. I ended up taking on 5 guys to get the money I needed to get high for a few days. I should have not handed myself over with no restrictions because these men when crazy on my ass. They fucked it raw for shits and giggles. They laughed when my asshole bled and even prolapsed. This was being filmed too. One of the truckers said since I was such a used up skank, he was going to have his co-pilot fuck my old ass too. His co-polit had 4 legs. He hooked his nasty, slimy red rocket up my ass while the others came on my face. I was covered in cum both man made and not man made. It was dripping out my ass and was tinged with shit and blood, which I had to lick off their dicks. I got my money, so I went and got high and tried to forget it all.
Ass Rape Porn in a Car
I endured hours of ass rape porn torture from Jim. I needed money to pay the rent, so I decided to use my body to pay the bills. Daddy told me when I was young that all I was good for was sucking and fucking. College was never in my future. I have been a whore ever since I was a school girl. When I need money, I hustle my ass on the street corner with the other whores. I stand out. I am buxom, tall, blonde and clean. Guys pay good money for an hour of heaven with a no taboo whore like me. Jim didn’t want to fuck my used-up cunt, however. He paid for my ass. It wasn’t a typical pull my hair, fuck my ass kind of fuck. He sodomized my ass with various things he had in his car. He started by taking my temperature the old-fashioned way. I needed his cash, so whatever crazy shit he wanted to do was fine by me. I spoke too soon. He started finding larger items from his toolbox like a hammer and a wrench. He made me call him daddy. It reminded me of when I was a little girl living at home with daddy. I was his anal whore first. He trained me to take whatever anyone wants to put up my ass. Then something happened, that made me fight back the tears. He shoved me down on his gear shift. No lube and very forcefully, I was pushed on to the gear shift. Big round leather bulb up my ass. I was sitting on his gear shift. It was all the way up my ass. It was bigger than even a big black cock. He told me to spread my whore legs. He then fucked my bald cunt while his gear shift acted like a monster dildo in my ass. I left blood and shit on his gear shift for which he made me lick it up. It was a painful and humiliating hour, but I can pay the rent now.
Sex with Dead Bodies and Dead Dicks
Sex with dead bodies is a hobby of mine. I don’t like people. I like to fuck, but sometimes fucking becomes complicated because men can be sap asses and dick wads. I was having awesome sex with this dude I picked up Friday night. He had a huge cock and he appeared to know how to use it. I was thinking he would leave after we fucked but he wanted to cuddle. I am a far cry from a cuddle bunny. I don’t wanna spoon or cuddle. I stabbed him. I wanted to fuck again, but no way was I going to go repeat the cuddle fiasco plus he was bleeding out. I hacked off his dick and slit his throat. He bled out on my pillows as I waited for rigor mortis to kick in and I used his dead severed dick as a dildo. A severed dick is a better choice to get me off. Doesn’t talk to me and sure as fuck doesn’t try to cuddle. He laid there bleeding out and slowly dying watching me get more pleasure from his cock once it was detached from his body than I did when it was dangling between his legs. I squirted from his severed cock. Hot damn, I can’t believe I didn’t think of that sooner. Consider yourself warned. Try to cuddle or spoon with a taboo phone sex slut and your dick gets severed from your body and used as a dildo.
Domination Phone Sex: I Do Anything to Please
It was a domination phone sex call. I get a lot of those as a submissive slave. Some phone masters remind me of real life experiences. Master Ted reminded me of this one time when I was fucking out of desperation for coke. Why? Well, Master Ted was having me fuck myself with various things I could find in the house. A rolling pin, a wine bottle, a curling iron, a hairbrush, even my own fist. Once time this dealer told me he would give me coke if I entertained him. I tried to suck his dick, but he slapped me away, much like my phone master. Some men love using my skanky holes, others won’t get near me with a ten-foot pole. They don’t want anything to do with my skanky holes. I was desperate for coke that night like I often am. I started dancing for him and he laughed. He shamed me for thinking I was sexy like a stripper. I had two strikes, so I had to think quickly. I saw a baseball bat and I grabbed it. I started pushing it up my cunt and he didn’t roll his eyes, so I knew I was going in the right direction this time. He shifted his legs, which usually means hard dick in pants. I fucked my cunt so hard, I was raw. Like hurts raw. What got me the blow was putting that bat up my ass like an ass rape porn star. I ruined my asshole, but I got my coke. Master Ted was getting off listening to me fuck my pussy and ass with things way too big to be fucking my holes with. If you call me for some subby fun, remember I will put anything up my holes to please you.
I Love Watching People Suffer
I have always had a fascination with the medical industry and how far you can push a human body. I love torturing and using some of my own medical tools I have acquired over the years. I love pushing a limit on someone even if they say no, that word is not in my vocabulary. I have a couple stupid bitches that let me experiment and of course no guy because they are all lame and only think with their pin pricks will fuck anything if it gets that thing wet. I had a girl over and my lackey he helped put the speculum inside her loose vagina and stretch it as wide as we could. We got it open about the size bigger than a forearm. I had to choke her with multiple dicks and she was seizing up and all I was doing was fucking my fat pussy in her misery, these guys were like mindless zombies fucking her vagina grand canyon and pouring as much cum into as possible.