Dark fantasies are all I have. I have never been the girlfriend type. I do not like people. So, when men try to date me or ask me out or even just hit on me, I get filled with rage. All I want to do is castrate men. Not that I am gay or anything, but it takes the right kind of man for me. And the losers that hit on me are tools who need castrated.
I am not the kind of woman who likes baby talk or men touching her without permission. Although, I have killed a few men in my life, I prefer castration. I mean extreme cbt phone sex is my specialty, but removing balls for real is so much more fun than fantasy cock and ball torture.
Adam fucked with the wrong girl. He tried to spike my drink so he could fuck me. He did not take my no like a man. So, I took his balls. Sometimes, I think that I have eyes in the back of my head. I have a 6th sense that just knows when men are fucking with me. So, I swapped out the drinks and he was the one soon stumbling and slurring.
I Love to Take a Man’s Balls
I got him in my car and took him to his place. No way did I want that loser to know where I lived. And I did not want his blood in my place. But at his place, I only needed to make sure I did not leave my DNA around. If he had not tried to drug me, I would have gone gentler on him. But because he acted like an asshat, I never cauterized the wound. I let him bleed out until he went into shock.
Then I decided to take his dick too. I gave him his phone in case he wanted to call 911 as I left his place with his cock and his balls in my purse. I thought my dog my like a treat. And I thought you might some ball torture stories.
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