I have dark fantasies about castrating men. I love taking a man’s nuts. I think too many guys jack off. They are a slave to their dicks. They let their dicks do the thinking. I do not fuck little dicks. I do not do losers, but they almost always go together. Tiny dick losers. I decided years ago that any tiny dick loser who hit on me, I would save a woman from him by castrating him. You know, take his impulses away from him. Prevent him from being a slave to his nuts. No nuts, no urges. At first, I told myself I was in it for the sisterhood. Saving women from being exposed to some loser who could never satisfy her but would swear he could. I liked it. I loved it. Taking a man’s balls with a knife in your own home is fucking thrilling. Talk about girl power. I have castration down to an art form now. I have a wide array of knives at my disposal too. Some even have rusty blades for when I really want to make it hurt. These losers never see it coming. They think a sexy Goth chick like me has no standards. Sometimes, I take the entire kit and caboodle because I love watching a man cry like a bitch. I like watching him bleed. I like taking a man’s manhood, his pride and joy. I like taking away his pleasure. I am the castration queen. Are you ready to part with your balls?
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