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Brat Crusher

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I never thought it would happen to me but I ended up preggo by total accident and worst yet, it was my soccer coach’s sweet little angel. I couldn’t even tell him about what had happen from cream filling my cunny up. I knew I had to handle this myself so I researched a clinic locally to help me take care of the situation, so to speak. When I was already 13 weeks along and showing, even beneath my baggy gym clothes that I had been hoping would hide the result of my teeny lust for older men. When I arrived, I did find it kind of strange that it was only men who worked at the particular location. They gave me a test and an ultrasound to prove the obvious that I was in fact totally preggers. The doctor seemed nice enough and he explained the procedure as being pretty non-invasive. He had me lay back on the operating table and open my legs. He began by telling me I needed to relax a little bit, rubbing his thumb on my clitty and bringing me to an orgasm but that’s when things got much darker. He cranked my pussy open with a speculum while his two assistants bound my wrists down to the table. He strapped my ankles in too! That’s when he climbed on top of me and begun jumping and grinding down my belly, crushing my would-be bundle of joy. I watched as the blood poured out of my sore cunny and tears ran down my eyes. He then popped the speculum out of me and force fucked me while his male nurses watched and jacked off. After he finished up, they sucked the doctor’z jizz out of me as well as any left over bits from the pregnancy. A few weeks have gone by and I still haven’t started my period. Do you think I’m going to have to go back to the brat crusher for help?

Daddy’s Forced Abortion

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Daddy found out I was preggo. I guess there’s some rule where if you take a pregnancy test at school the nurse has to call one of your family members. I begged the school nurse not to call my daddy because I knew he would be furious, especially since the chances of him not being the father were pretty slim. Daddy showed up and picked me up from the office. Putting on his sweet and caring daddy act in front of all of the staff but I was shaking. Once we got into the car, that’s when daddy started unfolding the plan at hand. He was going to force my unborn angel out of my belly and that would be the end of that. What ever he wanted to do with the bastard little one would be up to him and I would be lucky to survive the order as a whole. Once we got him he instructed me to lay down on the bed. He immediately sat down right on top of the little bump forming on my belly- jumping on me repeatedly and screaming that I was a whore. I could feel the sack about the burst but daddy wasn’t done. He got a knife and cut my womb open. There was blood everywhere. He then stuck his erect cock into the brand new fuck hole and started fucking my womb, taking the knife inside a few time and making cuts to the already dead precious little. After he was done force fucking my womb, he reached in and pulled out what remained of my little dreamer. He opened her mouth and skull fucked it until his cock came out the other side of her head. After he wrapped her up and made me hold my dead little, saying only one last thing- if you’re going to be a little whore for anyone else than daddy- you’ll be the one wrapped up in dirty shop rags covered in blood next time.

Knife Work Practice

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You have been instructing me for awhile on the pleasure of knife play. Having me drag the blade across my thighs first to get used to the sensation then ordering me to press harder and harder. Cutting off my labia was fun although I cannot lie, it did hurt a whole lot. I’m a bit of a self inflicting sadist though, as you know by now for sure. Watching the look in your eyes while we take turns digging the tip of the blade into my flesh and seeing how big and full of pleasure your face grows while I use my body like a personal voodoo doll. You even got these amazing needles that we stick directly into my ovaries from my tummy itself. Being your human pin cushion for your darkest desires is what gets me off. Finally, you get the big knife out that is double sided and have me ride it like a mounted dildo until it cuts me open. Creating just one giant fuck hole from vagina opening to anal wall. We still have more work to do and personally, I look forward to it.

Castration Phone Sex with Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is by far my favorite. I am not a man hater. Guys think that because I like removing some dude’s nuts that I am some ball busting male hater. I look at what I do as charity. I am stopping the spread of stupidity. I am stopping the spread of misogynistic behavior. If a guy begs me for junk removal, he is no man. He doesn’t deserve his testicles. Those are for winners. Many times, however, I take a guy’s junk for free. I consider that charity. I did some fine charity work over the weekend. The mall is my hunting ground. Usually when I am there, however, I am hunting young flesh to exterminate. I have noticed a dirty old pervert stalking the jailbait for weeks. Facial recognition programs told me he was on the sex offenders list. He diddled some young girls and showed his old creepy genitals to some other girls playing in the park. He was clearly hunting new victims. I appreciate other sick fucks, but I do hate a certain type of P man. The ugly fat slobs with no game who even a fat ugly girl would reject. I confronted him. I explained I knew who he was, and I would report him for violating his parole. He tried to pull a knife on me in the food court. I knocked it out of his hand and pushed him into a public restroom. I yanked down his pants, laughed at his small pecker and cut off his balls. Right then, I de nutted the creeper.  I had nothing to stop the bleeding because I planned on drugging him and doing this at home. I flushed his nuts down the toilet and told him he won’t be preying on young girls again. I walked out of the bathroom with a big smile. I heard later a man had been rushed to the hospital, the victim of a violent castration. He is an old pervert who preyed on young girls. The list of suspects who wanted his balls, I was sure was long. It was a charitable castration.

The Private Collection

 

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I woke up in a dark room. Looking around for any way to turn lights on, I was completely faded.
I guess there was something in that last drink at the bar? I kept walking around the dark room, totally blacked out.
I kept feeling weird fleshy pieces along the walls that were sticking out but didn’t think much of it until the lights came on.
Once I could see what I had been touching, I couldn’t help but vomit all over the floor. It was cocks.
Thousands and thousands of cocks attached to the walls. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, noticing they were all hard.
I had to fuck those cocks.
I ran around the room like a crazy nympho bitch, pleasuring myself on all the dicks. Cumming over and over
on each dick. All the beautiful dead man’s cocks, every nationality. A rainbow of orgasms waiting to happen.
After exhausting myself, I opted to take a nap. That’s when the lights went out again. I wonder what will be there
when I wake up this time? Or do you think my privates will become apart of this gallery on this next run?
I guess when I wake up, we’ll find out. 😉

Sex with Dead Bodies Because Dead Dick is the Best Dick

sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies is better than online dating. A chick like me doesn’t play well with others. I certainly do not enjoy playing games. I like to fuck, but I hate dating. Even men with big dicks annoy the fuck out of me. I play my own dating game. I use Tinder to find hung studs, I’d never miss. One night stands are the best. George was my latest first last date as I call them. I demand cock pictures up front. I don’t want to primp for a small dick. George was 9 inches soft, so I guessed a good 11 or 12 inches hard. We met at my favorite no tell motel off Route 66. We had a drink first, but he annoyed the crap out of me from the get go. It might be me; I have a low threshold for pricks. I gave him a hand job as part of the foreplay. Normally, I don’t partake in such stupid mating rituals, but I needed his cock hard the moment I thrust the knife in his chest. I primped long for this cock. Took me forever to assemble all the medical tools to preserve his dick. It was going to be the highlight of my dead dick collection. Once the dude dies, rigor mortis takes about 3 hours to kick in. That’s the prime fucking time. Through trial and error, I have discovered that the dick needs to be erect at the moment of death for the best dead fucking. I looked so good too. I am patient for the right man. He was the right one too. I did my nails and sharpened my knives while I waited for rigor mortis to kick in. Then I rode that stiff cock to a massive orgasm. Instead of a post coital smoke, I castrated his cock, stuffed it and saved it for my collection. Dead dick is the only dick.

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Castration Phone Sex: Who Wants Junk Removal?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is the next best thing when you are a sadistic bitch. Virtual castration is hot, but not nearly as fun as really taking a pair of nuts. Ted pissed me off. He told me, even paid me, to remove his nuts. I had all the tools ready. The castration chair was dusted off, my knives sharpened. I was pissed when he didn’t show up and I discovered that the check had been cancelled. I was going to give him free junk removal. He earned it. I hunted him down at this dive bar he frequents. I spiked his drink and snatched him in the parking lot as he was stumbling to his car. I hit him hard, so he was out cold on the ride to his place. He woke up in a chair, not my preferred chair, but in the position I needed. Once he realized who I was he tried apologizing. Too late for that shit. Backing out is one thing, but once you agree to nut removal, I keep the money regardless if you chicken out. “You could have had a clean castration,” I whispered in his ear right as I used my rusty knife to cut off his balls. He screamed loudly. I licked the blood from his severed balls off my knife. The taste of pain and humiliation is the best taste. He cried like a baby. I laughed, even bent down to kiss him so he could taste it off my lips. I told him that he brought this on himself. I was happy to give him a clean castration and stop the bleeding but he stopped the check. No compassion for assholes. Let this be a lesson to you. If you call me and ask for a certain fantasy, don’t change your mind as I am already planning for some torture sex.

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Cutting Your Balls Off

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Come on into my fetish dungeon- i have an extra wild surprise for you today. I sit you down and strap you to the chair but not before spreading your legs open really wide and pulling your dick out. I go ahead and blind fold you- I want it to completely come as a shock once you feel the hot blade cut against your flesh. Okay- here we go: 1, 2 , 3…I grab your balls up firmly in my hand, pulling them and stretching the space of skin out thin. Sucking the head of your cock which is throbbing from all the blood rushing to it. That’s when it happens- I castrate you. I have been heating this blade on the stove for a hot minute (lol) and the metal is red. I quickly cut your balls off, the blade is so hot that it completely sears the flesh and you are howling but you love it. Now that you are balls-less, I can turn you into a perfect sissy slave. Are you ready?

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I have had a really bad period this month and I went to my gyno for an exam because of it. He started with the normal 20 questions of comfortableness. I laid back into the stirrups as he was pulling out his tools and I noticed he had something in his hand, it was a syringe. He came u behind me and stabbed me in my neck, while pushing the substance into me. Before I knew it I was unable to move.

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The gyno at that point spread my legs really wide and started licking my pussy, period, blood clots and all. He then pulled his cock out of his pants, pushed himself into my cunt and started thrusting away. I could see the blood splattering everywhere. When he gave the final groan and came inside me he came to my ear and said that he would give me the antidote to move again but that if I told anyone then he would say I was stealing from him and a liar. He then gave me the antidote and I went home.

Killer Phone Sex Castration Fun

killer phone sexWhat are your killer phone sex fantasies? I have too many to name. I am a misanthrope.  That means I hate people. I have always been a loner. I will never marry. Under no circumstances will I give birth to a brat. The kind of human interaction I like is when I am killing some loser, some brat or some cunt. If I am in a touchy feely mood, I might take an accomplice to share in the carnage. I hated the human population a little less the other night when I joined forces with Tina. Tina was slashing the tires of the car parked next to me in a parking lot. The tires were on some mid life crisis sports car. I assured her I was not going to call the cops. I helped her by taking a tire iron to the windshield and the side mirrors. When she told me what her ex-boyfriend did to her, I suggested revenge in the form of castration. He drugged his own girlfriend and had her gang banged for his friends. When she woke up and realized what had happened, he told her she needed it. A jackass like that doesn’t deserve testicles She lured him to her place for reconciliation sex and I surprised him with my big rusty knife. He didn’t deserve a clean castration. Once his drugged glass of wine kicked in, she strapped him to a chair with a belt. I unzipped his pants. First, I made fun of his small, flaccid dick. Tina was slumming with him. I told him I wasn’t fond of tiny dick pricks who assault women. I was going to taunt him more, but he pissed me off by calling me a dyke. With one clean swipe, I took his balls off letting him bleed. I shoved his balls down his throat and made out with Tina. I did more for her pussy than his worthless cock ever could. At least now, he cannot breed little psychopaths with small dicks.