Dark fantasies or dark realities. You never know with me because I am a sick bitch. And you do not want to fuck with me unless you want to lose your balls. That’s my specialty. And my hobby. Extreme cock and ball torture makes me smile. But I do not castrate everyone. Just pricks. Which this world is full of nowadays.
Tony hit on the wrong bitch. So, I let him think I had a change of heart and wanted to fuck him. But I don’t fuck fat sleaze balls. And I don’t have a heart. Think Ron Jeremy. Gross. But he would not take no for an answer. Not at all. So, I brought him home and he thought I wanted to suck his cock. Instead I bit his balls off. No knife. Just my teeth. Just like Ozzy and that bat.
The guy tried to hit me, but he saw the blood and passed out. Pussy. So, while he was down, I kicked him in the groin. No balls, but he still had his dick. But barely because I kicked it into oblivion. Carved my named into his dick. That hurt. He woke up when I did that. Although he tried to fight me, I had the knives and his balls in my hand. Literally in my hand. So, I shoved the balls I bit off into his mouth and kicked him some more before I left him crying in a pool of piss and blood.
Fucking loser fucked with the wrong girl. Consider yourself warned.
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