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Torture Phone Sex Whore For Hire

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is going to be my next tattoo I gather.  Only I plan on coding it out in fingerprints of the most recent victims.  Their hand and fingerprints will be coded for letters. How would I do this you may ask? Well let me get my dildo up my cunt while I tell you about one of my first clients that paid me to fuck and toruture.

I thought we were just going to be fucking me up as I love to do some meth and get tortured and raped.  However, this old perv that paid for this very thing thought I liked it too much so he proposed a new idea that would pay me more.  He starts telling me how he wants me to help him take out his family one by one.  Separately in very strange ways.  In order to know they are gone, I have to get their cum in me and for the females, I need to cut off their fingers and toes.

To be fair I think he only asked for one finger but his cock was in me and I started cumming when he basically gave me permission, Mr. Patriarch of this huge family wants me to take them out and torture them in the process. That’s all I heard.

So the first bitch was his young granddaughter. I met her at her apartment with her boyfriend there. I went in as they were fucking and vunerable. That turned out to be perfect. I I stabbed her boytoy in the back as he pounded her doggystyle. Never knew what hit him.  Without a second thought I grabbed my fist as his cock slid out and he slumped to the ground and I shoved my fist up that young whores cunt.

She let out a wail. First still in her I took her leggings and choked her to death. Then put the knife in her boyfriends hands.  Would’ve been perfect coverup except I couldn’t help myself and cut off all their toes and fingers putting them in jars to bring home to big daddy.  He said I was crazy and to toss them. They are still in my pantry cabinet along with the new additions! You never know when finger prints may come in handy!

Sadistic Phone Sex Turned Master Against Me

Sadistic phone sexAfter a Sadistic phone sex session, my handler did the unthinkable; he turned on me, the sick fuck brought an accomplice home, and let the bitch force fuck me with all kinds of instruments and torture devices. My handler sat in the corner watching, giving her strict instructions on how to live out rape fantasies on my cunt.

She started with a massive butt plug deep in my ass as she handcuffed my wrist together, placing nipple clamps on my swollen nipples. My handler instructed his bitch to cuff my legs to the bed, put her strap on deep in my ass, but leave the butt plug in. He wants me to get double penetrated with a huge fucking butt plug and a massive dildo. I am sure my asshole will be prolapsed after she is done.

Being rough as fuck she follows his instructions, ripping my asshole wide open, blood and shit everywhere. Just when I thought it was over, the bitch walks in with the biggest fur baby, Fido wants to play too. Ever taste a red rocket? 

Taboo Phone Sex Sluts Put the Assholes with Tiny Dicks Out of Commission

taboo phone sexIt’s no secret that I enjoy taboo phone sex. And I love being the accomplice. But I still don’t mind serving the right man. However, the right men rarely ever try to dominate me. But you know who does try to dominate me? Losers with tiny dicks. And you know what happens when losers with tiny dicks try to dominate me? They lose their balls.

Over the weekend, I made a date with a guy I met at the club. Out of town businessman just in town for a few days over the holiday. He wanted to take me out. Handsome, smart, and he looked and smelled rich. I thought at worst I would have a nice dinner. If I didn’t like him, I could do the whole dine and dash thing. But if I liked him, why not bring him home. And he acted like a perfect gentleman at dinner. He showed me a lovely time.

We get to my place, and he turns into Dr. Jekyll. But I wanted Mr. Hyde. He immediately started ripping off my clothes. I gave him no indication I would fuck him. But for men like that, they think if you invite them back to your place, it’s guaranteed sex. And I might’ve fucked him after another round of drinks at my place and a little bit more conversation.

When Men Act Like Dr Jekyll I Fight Back

Of course he had a tiny dick. And of course, he felt entitled to my pussy with that tiny dick because he bought me dinner. Such a waste. An asshole in disguise with a tiny dick. I felt duped. But when he wouldn’t take no for an answer, I resorted to cock and ball torture sex.

I literally grabbed him by the balls and squeezed them like stress balls. Now that got his attention. But instead of apologizing for acting like a self-entitled asshole, he spit in my face and tried to choke me until I released his balls.

So, I released them. Then immediately took a knee to his balls until he fell backwards, landing on the couch. I grabbed my emergency pepper spray, sprayed him in the face, and that gave me enough time to handcuff his hands behind his back. He couldn’t open his eyes. Perhaps that’s for the best because he wouldn’t like what came next. I grabbed a pair of gardening shears I use for my little backyard garden. And instead, I use them to sniff his balls off.

Nothing Settles a Man Down Like Castration

Yeah, I made a mess. Blood began to spatter all over my rug. So, I grabbed a kitchen towel, put it under him and heated up my curling iron to cauterize the wound. He was bucking around like a fish out of water. Screaming and crying in pain. No doubt his eyes still burned like hell from the pepper spray. But I don’t think they hurt as much as his balls being removed.

So, I told him he had nobody to blame but himself. We enjoyed a lovely dinner. I might’ve given him a blow job or a hand job even with a tiny dick to show my appreciation for such a nice evening. But he ruined it when he allowed Dr. Jekyll to rear his ugly head.

He told me he would call the cops. And I told him go ahead because my hidden nanny cam would show him attacking me first. He might seek medical attention. But he will leave my name out of it. When men experience castration phone sex they get too embarrassed to tell anybody what happened. Because here’s why. Most women don’t just castrate a man for shits and giggles. We castrate a man because his actions proved he was no longer worthy of his testicles. Going to the cops will make the cops ask why she did it.

Mutilation Phone Sex is the Best Kind of Dirty Kink

Mutilation Phone Sex is what I live for. And it’s my ass that is the main attraction. Therefore, I do my best to really draw attention to it. The tight skirts and gartered stockings. With heels that really accentuate my ass.
So, I entered the exclusive nightclub last night. It was an anonymous invite.  So, my pulse is hammering with dark hunger for total ruin.
Now, Silas spotted me immediately and pulled me into the shadowed back room. Here is where Kael was waiting. Evidently, these two are the ones who run this underground club and invited me.
So, Kael tore my clothes off with violent jerks. Thus leaving me bare and exposed. Next, he shoved me face-down over the cold bench. And Silas locked his powerful hands around my throat.
Now, Silas squeezed hard, cutting off my air while Kael spat on his thick cock. Then Kael rammed it straight into my ass.
Next, he fucked me with savage thrusts that shook my whole body. Meanwhile, Silas tightened his grip. And fingers digging deep as my vision blurred and my lungs burned.
So, Kael kept pounding without mercy. Therefore, stretching and wrecking my hole while Silas strangled me harder.
Now, my body convulsed in helpless spasms. And every brutal thrust and crushing squeeze pushes me closer to the edge.
Finally, Silas released just enough for a single ragged breath. Just before clamping down again. Now Kael slammed into the hilt deeper with force. Thus destroying me completely as my mind shattered in violent ecstasy.
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Blasphemy Sex is The Greatest Love Poem of Filth

Blasphemy Sex is the greatest love poem of filth. And I write my verses across corrupted flesh. All Hailing the Divine Dark Lord Satan.
First, I drag my lovers into desecrated churches. And where altar cloths become cum rags. Where holy water washes away nothing but blood and cum.
Then, I bend them over the pulpit and fuck them raw. All while reciting twisted prayers that praise cock and cunt over any false god.
Furthermore, I make them confess their sins. Oh, the sins of wanting young pussy and sodomizing little boys. All while gagging on my strap-on.
So, their moans echo through stained glass like unholy hymns. Consequently, their bodies become temples of depravity. Ultimately, where I worship with tongue and teeth and nails.
Meanwhile, I carve blasphemies into their trembling thighs. And make them thank me for every sacrilegious mark.
Additionally, I force them to drink from chalices filled with mixed fluids. Of cum, of piss, and of a virgin’s blood.
Now, take a communion of filth. One that binds us in eternal damnation.
Finally, I leave them shattered on cold stone floors. And their souls forever stained with the beautiful poetry of our blasphemous union.
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Accomplice Phone Sex: The Best Way to Use Your Big Dick

It’s Accomplice phone sex that I am continually used for. Once my greedy asshole was taken so deep and hard it was only fair that I help find more ass for your pleasure.
You own my tight, greedy asshole completely. And I’ve grown addicted to the way you stretch me open with that thick, relentless cock.
To start, you trained me to crave nothing but anal. Therefore, leaving my pussy untouched and useless for anything real.
Now, I find myself scanning every room we enter. Thus, hunting for fresh meat to bring back to you.
When I spot a juicy, willing slut, I sweet-talk her into joining our filthy games. Of course, convincing her that you’ll treat her right.
Once I have her naked and bent over, I hold her down. Then, I spread her cheeks wide for your inspection.
So, I watch eagerly as you slide into her tight hole. And listening to her squeal while I finger my own ass. Oh, it’s so dripping with anticipation.
Before it begins, I already know I’ll get my turn after you’ve finished filling her up. And with that, you use both of us like the holes we are.
Therefore, you pound into her tight virgin butthole. All while I stand ready to clean your cock. Then, while I lick the cream from your dick, I think about the next buttslut. In fact, I’m ready to offer up another victim tomorrow.
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Making Snuff Movies Helps Me Improve My Skills

snuff moviesAlthough I watch snuff movies, I prefer to make them. I like to catch some of my kills on film. Sort of a learning tool I use to improve my skills. And I make a lot of torture videos too. Primarily cock and ball torture videos. And I use those for the same reason but also for blackmail. I keep predators in check. If they mess with me or somebody who I feel protective about I will make sure the world knows I took their balls and why.

Charlie needed a reminder. I took his balls a decade ago for spiking girls’ drinks and force fucking them. A preppy younger guy who came from a lot of money. But he somehow got his rocks off preying on my kind. I ended his career. Trust fund boy. The kind of money that can buy him out of all the trouble in the world. So, I took the law on my own hands and neutered the bastard. But recently, I got wind that he’s back to drugging girls again. He’s just not stupid enough to come into my bar.

But he is stupid enough to keep drugging women. This time I guess he’s using some sort of prosthetic penis like a rubber dildo type thing that he puts over his limp dick to fuck these girls. So, I decided to catch up with my old friend. This time he left me no choice, but to take his dick too.

Since Your Dick is a Privilege, it Can Be Revoked

A friend of mine helped set him up. That man does have a type. And I knew he could not change his stripes. So, the bartender of the Goth bar he works out of lately helped me set him up. He gave a drink to a girl at the bar and the bartender switched it out when she saw him drug it. She texted me. I waited about 20 minutes, made my entrance and escorted him out. The drugs kicked in and he didn’t even know what planet he was fucking on.

By the time he came out of his drug stupor, he found himself back in my castration chair once again. He remembered me. I don’t think a man ever forgets the woman who gave him such extreme cock and ball torture sex that he literally lost his balls. I told him I knew he violated our agreement. The fucking loser thought all I would do was upload the video of me castrating him. So, I took a butcher knife and chopped the tip of his dick off. No warning. And nothing to control the bleeding.

Castration and Cock Mutilation Remind Predators Not to Fuck with Me

I tossed the tip to my dog who ate it in front of me. He begged and bled. So, I showed a little mercy and I cauterized the wound. But I just did that to make him think I would not chop more off. And for the next couple hours, I chopped a little bit more off each time. Eventually, his entire worthless dick disappeared into my dog’s belly. And when I say worthless, I mean limp. Now I told him if he violates this agreement, the only thing left for me to take would be his life. I think he might believe me now.

Although I do end a lot of men’s lives, I keep some alive, especially predators so that they live with the constant reminder of what their actions cost them personally. And I know if anybody deserved killer phone sex it was this repeat offender. But I just enjoyed butchering his worthless limp dick. He’s going to piss in a bag for the rest of his life. I don’t think he’ll bounce back from that. But if he does, I’ll be ready, and I will kill him the next time.

Castration Phone Sex Neuters Misogynistic Men and Shuts Them Up

castration phone sexCastration phone sex feels like just punishment for so many losers. And a few cocky bastards too. Nothing silences a man faster than losing his balls. Plus, I don’t think anything else corrects a man’s bad behavior faster. And let’s face it, men go unchecked nowadays. But not on my watch.

Some nerdy podcaster, incel type, moved into my city and began spouting off antiquated views of women. He believes women belong barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. He also espouses that “your body, my choice,” bullshit. But he would make the perfect neutering experiment, I thought to myself. I tried to listen to one of his podcasts. But I got through about five minutes and decided this man needed to come down off his high horse. Women don’t owe him anything.

So, I dressed differently to meet him. I knew the Goth look would not be what he wanted. So, I dressed like a prim and proper good church going girl for our date. And it took insurmountable strength not to strangle him at the dinner table. But I kept my eyes on the prize. Torture sex of his genitals would be dessert. I faked commonality with him because he wants a woman who knows her place.

Incel Men Need Neutered

I drugged this drink because I knew it would kick in before we got back to his place. He passed out before he could pour a glass of water for me. But he woke up strapped to his bed naked. And I could smell his fear and see it. His body quivered in fear. I also placed a plastic tarp under his body for easy cleanup. Tiniest little dick I ever saw. So, I told him castrating him would do him a favor because it would at least make his dick look bigger. All potatoes, no meat. No wonder women don’t fuck him and he feels angry.

I put a ball gag in his mouth because I knew this one would scream like a bitch and make a scene. He kept talking about smiling because his home security cameras would catch my face. Dipshit underestimated me. I disarmed his security system remotely before we even returned to his home. A man like him, I knew would have security cameras everywhere but good thing I’m an equally good hacker.

Your Body MY Choice

I didn’t waste any time castrating him like I normally do. But I just couldn’t stand to look at the loser. And don’t get me started on hearing the loser. Luckily, I gagged him, but I could still hear muffled ramblings about bitches. The loser cussed me out muffled. I’d like to say I admired his spunk, but not his junk. How could I admire anything about a fucktard who thinks women owe him and that he doesn’t need consent to my body. Well, his body, my choice. I threw his words back in his face. And used it as justification for slicing his nuts off.

The horror on his face when he realized I held his nuts in my hand, made it all worthwhile. This fucker will still espouse his hated for women and feminism. But I neutered him a bit. At least he’ll never force himself on some woman. This felt like a way too quick mutilation phone sex session. But I needed this loser to just shut the fuck up.

So, I flipped the script on him. Used his own words against him. Took his balls. I can only hope this quiets him down. But I did make sure he knew that I knew where he lived. Plus, I showed him the little video I made while castrating him. And I will make sure it goes viral if he spouts off about women again. And next time I will not just take his balls, I’ll take his life.

Roleplay Phone Sex Where My Ass is The Best Pussy

Roleplay Phone Sex and abandoning all hope. I’m Geneva, a dedicated ass whore who has long since abandoned the idea of vaginal sex.
Consequently, my pussy remains completely unusable and ignored. In fact, I find no pleasure in it compared to the raw intensity of my backside.
So, for me, the real thrill lies in ass fucking. It’s the way my tight ring beckons for a deep, punishing pounding. Moreover, one that stretches me to my limits.
Therefore, I crave the most aggressive positions of pure submission. Thus, specifically demanding to be taken doggy style. Just so my rear is fully exposed and accessible.
So, while you hammer into my depths, destroy me. In fact, I want you to wrap your leather belt tightly around my throat.
Consequently, strangling me until my vision blurs and my breath hitches. Furthermore, the combination of oxygen deprivation and ass fucking is the greatest high.
So, don’t be shy. It’s the violent thrusting into my ass that drives me into a primal frenzy. Finally, I want you to fuck me hard and without mercy. Ultimately claiming my hole until I am completely broken and filmed ass rape porn.
Let’s make a killing with my bimbo body with a film that will fill the bank.
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Taboo Phone Sex Sometimes Makes Me the Accomplice

taboo phone sexPerhaps you could say I specialize in taboo phone sex. The vanilla shit doesn’t cut it anymore for me. I’ve been a dirty whore way too long. And a drug addicted one too. I think the cocaine brings out my submissive side. But sometimes the right person can bring out my submissive side too.

I met a beautiful Ebony goddess over the weekend. A young, beautiful black girl on a quest for revenge. I think she saw in me someone she could manipulate easily. She looks like the kind of beautiful woman who gets whatever she wants easily. And she wrapped me around her little finger. She picked me up in a bar and promised me some cocaine. But she needed my help with something. I thought perhaps she just wanted me to eat her beautiful black pussy all night long. That girl gave me a serious case of jungle fever.

But she needed an accomplice phone sex partner to get revenge on her ex-wife boyfriend who unleashed a few sex tapes. And those sex tapes ended up all over the Internet, hurting her business. I’ve never understood it, but the woman always loses when a disgruntled ex weaponizes a private sex.

Sometimes, I Luck Out and Get to Be the Accomplice Instead of the Victim

So, I helped her castrate her ex. Normally, I’m the victim not the accomplice. But this woman wrapped me around her finger with her beauty. She didn’t even need to promise me a big bag of cocaine. The promise of licking her Nubian princess pussy would’ve sufficed.

But she told me how to set him up. And I did just that. I lured him to this crack motel. He thought he picked up just a regular hooker on a street corner. But I lured him back to this hotel to fuck. And I would be his last fuck ever. Because you can’t fuck without your balls men.

I felt like such a femme fatale because I put poison on my lips. When he kissed me, he passed out. But I woke him up with smelling salts and he found himself naked and tied to the bed with his beautiful black ex-girlfriend standing between his legs with a very sharp blade.

I told him his actions come at a price. And that price would be the loss of his balls. Once something’s on the Internet, you can’t take it back. You can demand stuff be taken down, but it’s been seen and it’s never truly gone from the Internet. So, he did ruin her career. But ultimately, she got the last laugh. She ruined his sex life when she found the right vulnerable, needy woman to help her neuter her vengeful ex. And he deserved castration phone sex.

Castration Feels Like the Right Punishment for So Many Men

I don’t get to castrate too many men. So, I channeled all that energy and anger over the men who’ve taken advantage of me over the years and put that into severing his ball sack. I did not think that much blood would be involved. But his testicles splattered my face. Not with jizz this time. With blood. We used a hot curling iron to cauterize the wound. We could smell his flesh burning as well as his pubes. Nasty smell. But he wouldn’t bleed out.

While he laid in one of the No Tell Motel beds recuperating from his painful ball removal, I ate his ex-girlfriend ‘s beautiful black pussy. And I made her cum all over my face several times. Now that’s a better smell than burning flesh and pubes. She did not disappoint me. She gave me her body, a big bag of cocaine and a wad of cash for helping her. Why can’t I find accomplice jobs like this more often. I think I enjoy being the accomplice more than a victim. But beggars can’t be choosers. So, I know I will continue to do anything for cocaine.

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