I’m filled with bright life with the tip of my knife and balls laying right beside me I take to my stead with intentions to bleed of balls that I cut off inside him He lays on the floor dripping a gore and whining he’ll never be worthy I console him some …
On the list of things I enjoy thinking about, one is castration. How would I castrate a man? What’s my ultimate castration fantasy? Would it be by sword a testicular slaying, by shoe a brutal thrashing, by knife with repeated stabbing, by burdizzo with shear force, by scalpel with precision, by hammer a sloppy smashing, or by shear animalistic brutality? …
