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Ready for the fourth of July picnic

cannibalism phone sexMe And Rick are ready and waiting for the big 4th of July picnic. We have a special surprise for the guests this year. Some succulent smoked venison and our own farm raised fresh ground burger. Oh, these burgers will just melt in your mouth. And don’t forget the girl kabobs. They just ooze off the skewer. Of course, we don’t share our recipes or tell the guests where we really get our Blue Ribbon Meats.

We start out planning weeks in advance. We head out nightly looking for the perfect specimens for the cook-out. Tender young teens are our favorite. They are easy pickings. An offer of a drink or a joint and they jump in the car with me, wanting to be cool chicks. What they are really gonna be is hot chicks. Like golden brown and extra crispy. Our special blend of spices is what really seals the juices in. You’ll say our BBQ is finger sucking good and beg for more.

Hey, Rick, I think we may need a few more to feed this hoarde. I love our secret  and I giggle every time I see one of our guests sucking on a bone. If they only knew what  it really was. Then maybe they’d understand what fuels our gourmet desires. Let’s get together for dinner soon.

 

 

 

Cut into small pieces alive

blasphemy phone sexThink you are immune to blasphemy phone sex? You don’t think I can make you renounce your religion and submit to the devil. Let’s play a game. A very special game. Soon you will be begging to die.

You didn’t think I was really flirting with your ugly ass at that club, did you? Oh no. But your puppy-eagerness made you fall for it. You took the drink I offered as I whispered in your ear. I led you to my truck like a sheep to slaughter. You thought you were getting some pussy. But you ended up strapped down on a table in a basement. As you opened your rheumy eyes, you saw the medical tools there.

I stepped out in a black hood. “You said that you would sacrifice yourself to me last night.”  I said, smoking my cigarette. “Are you ready? Or would you like to beg your savior for redemption?” I picked up a scalpel and whacked off a finger.

They all beg for their religious hero to save them. Even as they take that last breath. After every finger and toe is gone and their manhood is in a pan oozing blood and cum. They still believe he will save them. Their final scream echoes and salvation only arrives in the form of death.

Would you like to play a game? Bring me a bitch that you hate and maybe I will spare you.

Smashed and tenderized

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my very favorite games. It just feeds my power as a female to rid the world of nasty balls. Scrotums. Nut sacs. Testicles. I I often hit the clubs looking for men who deserve to lose them.. Oh you men think you are so superior with your delicate little sacs. But one good kick or a stomp from these stiletto boots will render you useless and infertile forever. I enjoy the popping sound a teste makes when it’s squished like a grape.

So next time you are at a club, hitting on women and making those sexist bitch comments, better watch your ass. You might find me there in the background, watching and waiting. So easy to buy a man a drink and slip him a happy pill. Not enough to knock him out. Just makes him super happy and drunk acting. Of course I was there to lead you outside and into my car.

When you awoke, you were tied down with your nuts in a vice. I slowly tightened them until you moaned. “Kinky bitch, are you? I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll beg for mercy, you cunt.” I laughed. “Oh really, How are you going to do that with no cock or balls?” I saw the fear and I liked it. I tightened it some more until your nuts turned blue. “Who’s gonna be begging for mercy, fuckhead?”

I gave the vice a hard spin and you screamed like a girl. I took the scalpel and held it to your bloated sperm factories. One quick slash and they exploded, the testes bursting from their sacs like popcorn. “It won’t hurt too bad.” I stopped and took a drag from my cigarette, grinding it out on the head of your cock. As you screamed in pain, I rendered that final slash, forever severing your pathetic manhood. I almost finished you off then. but changed my mind. It would be so much more fun watching you go through life as a Ken Doll. Betcha won’t be talking shit to women any more….

 

 

Fuck my cold, dead pussy and warm it up.

Necrophilia phone sex

 Necrophilia phone sex is over the top for some people. But deep down, we all love the macabre tales of people who love to fuck dead bodies. This is your story.

She was gorgeous, tanned, rich, and totally out of your league. You’d been lusting after her since grade school. You were the creepy guy that no one looked at twice. Your job as a morgue helper did nothing for your social life. You met me on a snuff website. We both loved to torture and make people bleed. Sometimes I’d hang out at the morgue with you after hours so we could experiment with cutting up flesh and removing organs neatly. You laughed when I sucked a dead man’s cock. Then I cut it off and shoved it up his ass. He wouldn’t be needing it.

I was there with you when a call came in. A fatal car accident involving a young woman. The coroner dropped her off and left. When you pulled back the body bag, I heard you gasp. It was your teenage crush. The back of her head was gone and her legs were broken and dangling. But her face was beautiful, even in death. I didn’t say a word as we undressed her. Her perky tits and waxed pussy were like alabaster and stone cold.

I knew what you wanted. I walked over and pulled out your erect cock. “Fuck her. You know you want to.” I whispered. I spread her broken legs wide, showing you the pink meat within. You were on her like a dog on a bone. You licked and sucked her dead nipples, making a trail over her flat belly to her bald pussy. I moaned as you moved between her legs and forced your cock into her lifeless slit. I rubbed my own clit as you blew her corpse full of cum.

Her autopsy isn’t until Friday. Looks like we have all week to to play with your new girlfriend. Maybe I can find a “stiff” cock to play with while I watch.

 

My new bloody babysitting gig

babysitter phone sexBabysitter phone sex and my name do not mesh well together. You know how much I hate fucking whiny ass brats. But somehow I got roped into this shit so I think I’ll use it for my perverted pleasure. Sending out this message to all of my warped accomplices and freaky killers. Come get some young stuff. I’m running the day care center this week.

I’d round up all of these little monsters and tie them to chairs. Stuff a rag into those yappy mouths. Bring in a bunch of freaks who love skinny little bodies, little pink balls, and bald pussies. It’ll be like a buffet. With blood and violation and screaming.

Let me give you a hand. I’ve got some rope. Spread those legs wide open. Let’s string a few of them up and let them dangle. They beg for mommy. Too bad, so sad. If they make it back to mommy, they will be little meat carcasses with every hole stretched open wide. Leaking cum and blood. Oh, I do love training the next generation.

Come on, P fuckers. Ready for some head bashing, pussy ripping fun? Quit being a pussy and admit that pain excites you.

 

 

Night time Home Invasion

 

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Let’s look back at my first experience as an accomplice. It was a home invasion phone sex situation. Dressed in black, we broke into this family home. We weren’t looking to steal anything. But there was this young girl we’d been watching for some time. She was a petite blonde with perky tits. She wore these tight spandex yoga pants that drove you wild. You wanted her bad enough to risk being caught. You knew that I loved a challenge.

We got into the house through the bedroom window. Someone forgot to teach this young lady to lock her bedroom window after her little boyfriend crawled in for a little kiss after the parents went to bed. Oh yes, she was easy pickings.

I slapped duct tape over her face before she could scream. You ripped off her panties and gown. I grabbed her legs and spread them. While you violated her with your rape phone sex fantasies, I began to record it. Helpless victims make me so wet.

You violated every young hole. Her mouth. Her virginal pussy and her tight shithole all got pumped and pounded. Finally you asked me to join in for the finale. A little medical fetish was always fun. I took out my blade and quickly sliced off her nipples and her clit. I dropped the nipples in your shirt pocket and tossed the clit in my mouth. It’s my favorite flavor of gum.

Her body was bucking in pain as we ended her story.  A neat slash across her jugular severed any hope of a future. Blood hit the ceiling along with your cum. I feel bad for her poor boyfriend tomorrow trying to explain that he wasn’t her killer. I’m sure her parents will understand.

 

 

Paleo Diet leads to castration phone sex

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Before we talk about castration phone sex, let me mention this. My doctor put me on this new Paleo Food Diet. This snuff chick is hangry. I am needing something lacking from my diet. Raw food, the doc explained, will make you so much healthier. Fresh lean meat and some veggies.

So after reading more, I knew exactly what I needed. What is fresher and leaner than the cocks of young men? I was drooling as I set off to do a little “hunting.” Boys are sooo easy.

You were hanging at the library. A real geeky sort. I knew I could easily take you home with me. What could beat the freshness of a high school geek? I bet you were a virgin. Too bad you won’t live long enough to get that first poke into a pussy. You sure aint sampling mine.

To make my story short, like your little cock, let me get to the “point.” You responded to my offer of a ride home and a kiss. I took you straight to my favorite hide-a-way. I’m sure you were expecting something else when I told you how badly I needed your cock. It’s a shame that your talented mind was outwitted by your throbbing fuck stick.

I tied you up, placed your cock on the chopping block. You laughed at first but they quickly tuned to sobs as  you begged me to spare you. Oh, I will let you live. You didn’t need your tiny dicklet anyway. No woman would’ve looked at you twice. Loser. You sure will make a pretty butt buddy for someone though.

Your cock was delicious, BTW. I think I really like this new diet. There is so much variety, just like the doctor said. Mmmmmm, Chinese sounds really good tonight.

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Off with your cock, Loser.

castration phone sexYou cheating fucking Loser. I spit in your face. You’re the type of man who deserves castration phone sex. Do you really think you can get away with treating women this way? Do you think your cock is so special that you can stick it in any fuck hole you please with no repercussions.

I watched you in the club tonight, looking all ghetto in your saggy pants and swagger. You hit on every woman who walked by.  Just the good looking ones though. The less attractive, you poked fun at. I watched girls faces crumple as you verbally destroyed them. I’m a cold hearted bitch but you are an asshole who deserves a whooping. Bet you wouldn’t be so smug with no cock or balls.

Tired of watching you, I approach you. Your eyes light up as you take in my slim body. “Wanna smoke a fat one?” I ask you. You nod and follow me to my car. “Hey, sexy, you wanna suck my cock?” you ask me. I respond with a kick to your nut sac with my steel toed boots. You go down hard.

You’re my prisoner now. You’ve gotten into some bad pussy for sure. MINE. I’m gonna give you what you really deserve. I unzip your pants and lay your cock out on the table. Your eyes bulge as I pull out my blade. Blasphemy explodes from your mouth as you beg to the almighty. Too bad, loser. You met the devil instead and now she owns your soul.

Vengeance is mine, saith Natasha. Welcome to hell. Now you get to burn forever as a dickless loser.

2 girls for Cannibalism phone sex dinner

cannibalism phone sexI just found the perfect cannibalism phone sex specimen for us. I knew when I saw her that she fit all of your requirements for fine dining. With her fresh, wholesome looks, plump thighs, perfect rump roast ass, and thighs that would make Colonel Sanders smile, all I could think was Grade A Prime meat.

She would be easy pickings. Her name is Kali. She lives with her violent, drunk daddy. She is so poor and has basically nothing. It would be easy to make her my new friend and gain her trust. Maybe take her to the spa so that our prep work is so much easier. All nice and smooth and hairless. No one would miss her when she disappeared. Her daddy would just think she ran off with some guy.  No one would know that she went out to dinner and never came back. Poor Kali.

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I have some great new recipe ideas for this Kali. Cajun chef, Justin Wilson, who also had a great sense of humor, intrigues me. He’s dead now but he would’ve loved our style. Listen to this:  “Stir the garlic, horseradish, hot pepper sauce, thyme, salt, pepper, Cajun seasoning, olive oil, and malt vinegar together in a bowl until thoroughly blended. Pierce the beef roast all over with a meat fork. Douse with the mixture. Place the roast in a large, resealable plastic bag.”  Mmmmmm, how perfect does that sound? Maybe even shove a link of andouille sausage in those crevices. We can hear her beg while she marinates. Oh, and it gets better.

After we let her marinate for several hours, while drinking a glass of wine and saying our goodbyes, it’s time for your special magic. We’ll sear her on both sides over high heat. Then reduce the heat and let her slow roast until her internal temperature is 145 degrees. By then, her skin has crisped to a golden brown and the drip pan is overflowing with delicious au juice, enhanced with a shot of your “special sauce.”

Hand me a crispy finger, please.  You know it’s my favorite part.  I was thinking that we could use the leftover organs to make some boudin or how about some Kali étouffée for later. I know you hate to waste a single morsel.

Thank you for your sacrifice, little Kali. You fought like a champ but our hunger was stronger.

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Rena is my caged fucktoy.

2 girl phone sexReady for some 2 girl phone sex? Oh, you will be when I share my story. I just found a new victim. Rarely do I keep one alive, but this one is special. She is my new accomplice trainee. She’s a cute little Spanish spitfire with some perky tits. Her name is Rena but I just call her Trash. I’ve been caging her, starving her, just throwing her a few moldy tortillas. At first she was submissive and I could make her crawl in fear. But today, I kicked the shit outta her with my boots and she just smiled and spit blood on the floor.

Even covered in bruises, she will make your cock hard. I believe she is going to make an excellent assistant for me. I see potential for violence in her. Yes, with her innocent look, she can charm and lure victims of all ages here for my perverted pleasure. If I beat her hard enough and inflict enough mental anguish, I believe this girl may snap. You know how much that turns me on.

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So, what will it be? Will you help me torture her and hear her scream? Pretend that she’s your cheating slut girlfriend who must pay for her sins. Cut and burn her flesh. Violate her cavities. Or will you have us work together to catch the young victims that your cock craves? I’m sure the promise of some food will make her do anything we desire. Let’s see how far we can push this new girl. I know it’s one of your favorite late night games.