Tag: Taboo phone sex

Week IV of Seven Deadly Sins : Pride

Castration phone sex

My guy and I went all out this week when it comes to the next of the seven deadly sins. We grabbed someone rather well known or even more well-known these days, it’ll be hard to trump this victim.

We made it short and simple. My guy has nothing but disgust with the person we had. He wouldn’t stop talking and wouldn’t stop trying to push is so called weight around. My guy doesn’t care about money or power or position like our victim. My guy likes victims who have a lot to lose, but never think about others only themselves.

We didn’t give this guy much choice, only two. Get scalped and have his head dipped in a solution that will make his skin continuously develop boils and pus oozing forever. Or…get your cock cut off.

My guy told me to start jerking this piece of shit off. He was so smug he even thought to talk dirty to me as if he wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous situation. The victim reached his hand over and grabbed my pussy, I just smiled because I knew what was about to happen, but he actually thought it was foreplay. I’m jerking and jerking and he is getting close to cumming and being pretty loud about it. Just as he is just on the verge, my guy hands me a super sharp pair of scissors and orders me to cut his cock off. I held it upright and in one clean severing motion I hacked it off. If you could have heard it, it was pure joy. I’m not sure the victim knew what had happened, adrenaline from being close to orgasm. Of course, that wore off pretty quickly when I dangled his dismembered member in front of his face. I turned and looked at my guy and asked why we gave him choices. “Let’s just see what happens when we show the world this dickless wonder babe.” He said. We both laughed while we poured cauterizing agent on the end of this assholes nub…not that it was that big, to begin with. We sold the pictures and video to the highest bidders. We sold his cock on eBay. And we donated half to animal shelters across the country and the other half to veterans.

Spring Castration Phone Sex Services

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is hot this week. As I write this blog, I have already had 22 calls this week for junk removal services. I know what it is about too. Spring is in the air. That means lots of young teen girls, even younger too, are running around in little short shorts and tank tops. They are cock teasing men. There are a few reactions men get for those jailbait pussies. Some men know they have what a cock tease needs. They are real men who man up and put a little whore in her place. Where is a teen whore’s place? On her knees or on her back taking care of the cock she teased. Now, guys who call me for castration services, know that if they showed their worthless nub to a hot teen slut, she would laugh. Those little cock teasing sluts want a real man. They don’t know it yet, but they are waiting for a real man to force fuck them. They don’t want some girly man with a clit stick. No girl wants that. Guys who lack the equipment to satisfy even the youngest of girls, need my castration services. They need to make the urge go away for young flesh. If you have a pinky dick and you want hot girls, you will be publicly humiliated and shamed for your short comings. Get castrated now before Summer is in full swing. Let my real men callers have the rape phone sex fantasies of those cock teasing little girls. I will be their accomplice. With you, however, I will be your mistress specializing in your junk removal. Consider it public service. I am taking away your worthless balls so you won’t be tempted to force fuck some hot young thing way out of your league. I must preserve that hot meat for men with real dicks.

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexIt was a normal blowjob for coke. I thought so at least. He held the bag of my medicine in front of my face, then pointed to his crotch. I knew what that meant. I unzipped his pants, pulled out his already hard cock and started earning my coke. I can suck the chrome off a door knob. He was moaning like a horny teenager.  I don’t mind giving head, but I just do what I must to get my medicine.  I think it was obvious to the guy I was blowing. He seemed dismayed that I showed a lack of porn star enthusiasm sucking his dick. He put his hands around my neck rather tightly, so I started sucking faster and with more passion. Too little, too late I guess. His hands became like vice grips around my throat, crushing my wind pipe. I struggled to breath. I fought to get lose. I bit his cock by accident which loosened his grip enough to gasp for air. He smacked me so hard, my lip and nose bled immediately. He punched me in the stomach, which made me puke. He emptied the coke on the floor and laughed as I bled into the wasted powder. I tried to snort some off the floor, but he shoved me across the floor like I was a mop. I sailed into his wall. I crawled back to the coke on the floor. I was bleeding still, struggling to talk, and dizzy from smacking my head on the wall. “Bitch, you ain’t getting rewarded for biting my dick,” he said with venom. In a coarse, dry voice I said, “Give me another chance.” He did but not with his dick in my mouth. This time I got his fist up my ass. At least while he was assaulting my ass, I could snort bloody coke off his floor.

She was too stupid to live

taboo phone sexThis little whore was too stupid to live… I mean she came with me willingly, even eagerly all because she thought I was having a party! How stupid can you be? Apparently her mother never taught her to not go with strangers and that’s how she ended up naked and crying on my bedroom floor surrounded by at least 20 men. These were hard core men, thugs and gangsters that had just been released from prison and they needed some pussy… and they didn’t give a fuck if that pussy was willing or not! They took her, used her, forced all her fuck holes wide open and tore them to shreds! That bitch begged and pleaded for her life but it was like they were animals… as soon as they smelled her blood it was all over! They literally fucked that whore to death while I watched and you know what the best part was? They paid me to do it! I would have done it for nothing but if they wanna throw money at me I will damn sure take it!

Snuff Sex Victim Needs a Lesson Taught

This fucking asshole seemed to really have snuff sex on his mind when he started calling me a cock tease. I’m sorry that I am so fucking hot and can ignore you if I fucking feel like it. I am NOT fucking obligated to take your advances and really your too fucking gross for me. It seems you did not like that I feel so superior to you, and you felt the need to teach me a lesson using strangulation phone sex techniques on me.

I tried to fight you off as you grabbed my arm, and you forced me into the men’s room where you punched me in the face knocking me to my knees. You grabbed my scarf on my waist and roughly put it around my neck yanking it making me hurt. You had me in my place as you said and forcibly face fucked me while yanking the scarf tighter gagging me and crushing my windpipe. As I was trying to get breath you shot down my throat a huge thick load of spunk that blocked my airway. Begging with my eyes and I started turning blue, they glazed over. You gave the scarf one final yank as you hear my neck crack you pull out and laugh at me as I fall to the ground.

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Taboo Phone Sex Accomplice

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is what a submissive whore does best. Normally, men only call me for their submissive slut needs. They like scenarios where I am beaten, snuffed, tortured and force fucked. Tommy, wanted to see my accomplice side. He was less interested in hurting me. He needed me for his revenge scenario. I was the perfect blonde bimbo. Just the kind of woman his former boss loves. Tommy got fired from a good job simply because the boss’s mistress liked him. Tommy paid me rather handsomely for the job. When we met, I assumed he wanted me as his fuck doll, slave or pig. I was intrigued that I was hired for the accomplice role, not the victim. I had no trouble luring his former boss to my place. I was a damsel in distress at the right time. He was putty in my hands. Seriously, this guy really was a sucker for a buxom blonde bimbo. I gave him a thank you cocktail laced with heavy sedatives. Tommy was just waiting for the meds to kick in to drag him to the basement. My basement is a slave’s palace. All the toys and equipment a master needs. Today, that master was me! Tommy tied his boss to my St. John’s cross naked. When his ex boss saw him, he was livid, but tied up. I administered a healthy dose of cock and ball torture. It was fun to use my various whips and paddles on his cock, especially when I saw how small of a cock he had.  Seriously, for all his bravado and flirting, I expected way more than 3 inches. Tommy filmed me swatting his tiny testicles with a fly swatter. Even captured his boss eating my piss ice cubes. I was having so much fun, I got carried away and castrated him. Well, I half castrated him. I accidently took one ball off. The creep liked it. A sadist at heart, so I took the other one while he begged for it. All caught on camera. Tommy didn’t want his job back. Our little revenge plan was all for blackmail. I got a nice bonus for castrating the loser too. I won’t let it go to my head, but clearly, I got some accomplice phone sex training!

Castration Phone Sex: Your Pain is My Pleasure

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is really a fuck load of fun. I mean how much of a loser must you be to call for virtual castration? I love losers. Tiny dicks amuse me. Their pain is always my pleasure. The guy I castrated this morning sent me pictures so I knew what I was dealing with on our call. Oh, my fucking God. It looked like his testicles ate his dick, if he even had a dick. He was all balls, no meat. No way he could even fuck his hand. Elephantiasis of the balls was my diagnosis. Get this. His balls being that fucking huge was self-induced, not a medical abnormality. He injects saline into his balls. Who the fuck does that? I mean he made those chicks with puffed up Botox lips look normal. It was going to be a pleasure to take his huge nut sack. I tied them up to cut off the circulation. Balls slice off easier when the flow of oxygen is halted. Once I cut his gargantuan nuts off, we talked about what to do with them. So many possibilities when you have huge fucking balls. They were so big, I decided I could make a meal out of his nuts. You may think I am crazy, but I have tasted nuts before. They fry up quite nicely actually. Add some olive oil and some scallions, even some grilled mushrooms and you have a nice meal. I had to poke his balls to drain the saline.  As he moaned in pain from fresh castration, I prepared myself a nice meal. I love eating a man’s nuts. Your nuts may be worthless to you, but they are yummy to me. Think you are ready to have a taboo phone sex bitch take off your nuts and eat them? Your pain, is my pleasure.

Torture sex crushed his fragile ego and almost took his life!

torture sexI absolutely cannot stand cocky arrogant men because nine times outta ten, they’re just broke ass losers with tiny cocks! Successful men aren’t cocky or arrogant, they are confident and strong and trust me, there is a big difference between the two. That’s why when this asshole got real pushy with me, he ended up back at my place begging for his life. I met him at a bar where I was just trying to drink in peace, he was aggressively hitting on me and wouldn’t take no for an answer so finally I just invited him back to my place to shut him the fuck up. Dumb ass thought he was getting laid but instead I just tazed his ass and tied him up when he passed out… he woke up to a camera pointing at his naked body and a strap on cock pointing at his face. He didn’t want to do any of the things I told him to do but once I started to hurt him he became much more cooperative. I even untied him and he didn’t protest while I fucked every hole! He was battered and bruised and broken by the time I was thru with him, I own him now and if he ever disobeys me he knows that I will kill him. Secretly tho, I think he likes it, but a man like him would never admit it!

Killer Phone Sex: Sodomizing w/ Chainsaws

We all have a killer phone sex craving inside of us all. It just so happens the killer inside me loves power tools, and as it seems my recently deceased father had a collection of them, and guess what he really loved to collect? Chainsaws, yes many sizes and levels of power these chainsaws embodied and oh the ideas they conjured in my filthy mind!

You know how i love to hunt sweet young things to play with, a way of bringing to life or rather death of my young girls fantasies. I loved to butcher my barbies in my younger years, so, you see it makes perfect sense. I lured a sweet little sister and brother duo in and have them both tied up for you. I know how much you desire to have your way with their sweet little fuck holes and get that meat of yours off. I just want their sweet meat, and to feel their blood splatter all over my bare taut breasts and sweet wet cunt. Standing naked amongst my prey after you have sodomized them and fucked her sweet virginal cunt into a bloody mess. I take the smaller of the chainsaws and fucked her ever so gently with it in her ripped up little cuny. They were still alive but seems the chainsaw in her crawl really pushed her over the edge. I tormented their little bloody assholes and had a hell of a time enjoying the gore splattering all over me.

Fuck I’m horny I need your cock now in my slimed up gorey fuck holes before I completely dismember them and make them into an award winning chili.

Killer Phone Sex

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I bet when you think about it, there was a mature woman who either cock teased you in your youth or just simply pissed you off. Perhaps, your own mommy? I am often the star of “Killing Mommy.” My stepson loathes me. He lusts for me too, which is his dilemma. He hates me for replacing his mother; he hates himself for beating off thinking about how much he wants to fuck his read headed step mom. Like me, he likes to get high. It is just when he gets fucked up, he turns into Dr. Jekyll. On Friday night, I was home alone with him. My sons with his father, his half-brothers, were at a sleep over. My husband was out of town on business. He was drinking whiskey straight out of the bottle and doing lines of coke. I could feel his anger building. I turned to the right of me to turn on a lamp and he yanked me off the couch with one hand in a fit of rage. He tossed me against the wall so hard, I slumped to the floor in fetal position. He started kicking me. His cock was out and it was hard. The more he kicked me, the more he abused me, the harder his dick became. He yelled at me; degraded me for being a homewrecking whore. I told him I’ve been married to his father 15 years now, so get over it. That didn’t go well. He ripped my clothes off; demanded I show him some respect. He shoved his cock in my mouth before he slammed it repeatedly in my ass. He smacked my face against the wall as he assaulted my ass. My face was bloody. My ass prolapsed from the torture sex. He tried to strangle me too. So much rage in my stepson. He spat in my face when he was done. I laid there motionless and sore, battered and bloody, knowing he was not done with me yet.