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Cannibalism phone sex over spring break!

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I dearly love sharing my cannibalism phone sex fantasies with you! You so intrigue me. You live so far away, but sharing these yummy treats makes me feel so close!

Spring break is such a wonderful time of year to go shopping for girl! Rick and I retire to our lovely mountain retreat, and wait above the hiking trails. A nice, warm day, and a steep, winding hiking trail assure that soon, a nice looking main course is soon separated from her friends. I cut her off before she can catch up, and easily knock her lights out, carrying her up to Rick, and our waiting 4 wheeler. We go out of our way over a hill, leaving her shirt, and bloodied, torn ID by a cougar den. She’s going to be eaten anyway, they may as well believe it was by a cougar!

When we arrive, and we have her inside, we undress and inspect our quarry. She’s got nice, thick thighs, a rounded ass, and even a strong, meaty looking back. She’s just what I was hoping for, to prepare a perfect slow-smoked long pig, mountain style!

While Rick prepares the wild rice, and other side-dishes to set overnight, I get her head shaved and smoothed, and get her all clean and well-buffed. No need to shave the rest of her, everything is already nicely bald. So very considerate!

Next, I clean off outer skin of the she-hog using a white cloth and vegetable oil to remove any hair or sweat that may have gotten on the skin. Next, I spray all of her outer skin with vegetable oil using a spray bottle. This will keep the skin from burning during the cooking process.

For a truly juicy, perfectly textured rack of girl meat, you gotta inject the shoulders, hams, loin and bacon with a minimum of 2 gallons of special sauce. I mix:

  • 32oz Apple Juice
  • 32oz Water
  • 1/2 cup Kosher Salt
  • 1/2 cup Brown Sugar
  • 1/2 cup Lt. Corn Syrup
  • 1/4 cup Red Wine Vinegar
  • 1/2 cup Dry Rub
  • 1 TBS Worcestershire
  • 1 TBS soy
    As I start shoving the long, hollow needle into her bits and pieces, she starts to wake up, crying and begging for mercy, screaming at the pain as my needle takes chunks out of her soft little bits, filling her full of meat-tenderizing fluids. She can scream all she wants, no one is up here for many, many miles. We made sure of that!

The smoker is ready to smoke for 17 to 20 hours. The pit will need to be at a temp of 220 degrees, so I planned accordingly. It’s a nifty little set up, resembling an old-fashioned, single-person sweat box, but bigger. She’s suspended inside, all wrapped and tied-up like a crying, whimpering turkey, with her head through the top. We gotta enjoy the show, after all. Place the Heather-hog in our pit that is up to temp. She cooks at 220 degrees for four hours. During this time, we were sure to add lots of hickory and peach wood chunks to the fire chamber. When smoking girl meat, I recommend a good quality coal like chef’s delight or chef’s select and always use dried hickory and peach chunks with or without the bark, and I have a soft spot for soaking the wood in water. I was impressed, she stayed somewhat aware and wailing, begging, pleading, bartering for her life, for nearly this whole time!

Next, we sprayed her skin again with vegetable oil, and then finally wrap the entire gal with aluminum foil. This kept the meat from turning too dark, and also trapped all the juices inside so she would self baste… Self-basting, pre-shaved, she’s making this so much easier. This meal was meant to be!

Once her shoulders’ internal temperature has reached 170degrees (and had been cooking for about 16 hours at this point) we removed the foil, and injected her shoulders, loin, bacon and hams with another round of my second- shoot sauce, which consists of :

  • 64oz – Apple Juice
  • 1 Cup – Apple Cider Vinegar
  • 2 tbs – The BBQ Rub.

Next, she continues cooking without foil until shoulders reach 185degrees inside, just for safety. Who knows what’s been in there.

Now, it’s time for the yummy glazing! Nothing sweetens a girl pig up like these:

  • 1/2 Gal. – Your Favorite BBQ Sauce
  • 2 Cup – Honey
  • 16oz – Peach Jelly
  • 1 Cup – Teriyaki Sauce

The girl-hog cooked for another 45min, to let the glaze set. Lastly, we misted her with apple juice to give a nice shine then, garnish ed her with local wild herbs and berries, and served her with Ricks wonderful creations!

We enjoyed our teamwork outside, under the stars, before a nicely crackling fire, with our red wine, and some soft blankets, cuddling as we feed each other bits and pieces of our yummy smoked Heather hog.

Undeserving Whore Gets Decapitated

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Walking through the mountain path, I stayed on my guard for mountain lions, which had been attacking people lately. I would have gone another way home, but this was quickest and I was in a hurry. A low rumble stirred from the bushes ahead as I stumbled upon exactly what I feared- a mountain lion! I let out a scream and tried to keep a big boulder between me and the beast, in hopes it would get bored and leave. Although, this was not the case. With one powerful pounce, the snarling creature cleared the boulder and pinned me down. Digging its powerful jaws into my shoulder, it began to drag me off the path. Bone crushing pain surged through my body. I struggled and screamed for help, but I could not break free. Just as I thought I would be dragged off and never found again, a rugged looking wild man burst through the bushes wielding a large sword and a can of bear mace. With a flying kick, he knocked the mountain lion off of me. The mace stung its eyes as it ran off through the trees. Blood still pouring from the bite mark, crying, I asked the man what I could do to repay him. Without a word, he dropped his pants, trying to get me to suck his dick. Shocked that he would suggest such a thing when I was so badly injured, I refused and demanded he take me to a hospital or call an ambulance for me. This did not bode well with the man. He grabbed me by the throat and forced his sweaty cock into my mouth. I bit down to get him off, but this was also the wrong choice. Looking angrier than ever, he kicked me in the chest, knocking me to the ground. He pulled out his sword and hacked off my head as revenge for his bleeding dick before fucking my dead body. I was an undeserving whore.

I killed her just for fun!

snuff sexI had no plans yesterday except to just kinda sit around relaxing when some dumb bitch fell in my lap and all my plans changed. She was just looking for a phone to use cus her car broke down, I was happy to let her in cus I knew as soon as I saw her that she was never going to leave my house alive. I told her the phone was in my back room and the dumb bitch followed me in there with no hesitation… until she saw the blood streaked walls and floor. Then she started freaking the fuck out but I just hit her over the head and knocked her out. When she woke up she was tied to my rack and completely naked, she was terrified and I loved it! I took my time and killed her slowly, savoring every moment of her pain… guess she should have knocked on someone else’s door huh?

Sadistic phone sex dreams

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This whole time I thought things like this only happened on shows like criminal minds, not too sweet little girls like me. I was minding my own business, playing on my phone at the park waiting for my friends to catch up to me. Period day you came walking up with that sexy smile, asking if I would help you look for your lost kitty. If I had known what you were, I would have ran home screaming for mommy. I remember a sharp pain to the back of my head, right before everything went black. Coming to, I could see was light and smell wet earth and moldy wood. After some moments my eyes found you in the corner, sitting there on your bench, your cock in your hand stroking it, looking at me with such hunger. Fear shook me as he walked towards me, naked and rock hard. I was hanging from the rafter, my toes just barely dragging the ground, a few feet from where my own clothes were piled. You grabbed my breasts, twisting my nipples painfully, to the point of making them bleed. You took your time roughly squeezing, twisting, and groping my pussy. I was crying, begging for your mercy. Then I felt cold steel between my vagina lips, a large pipe you are pressing up against my tiny little fuck hole, already pinching the delicate flesh of my entrance. As I screamed and cried and begged you not to hurt me, I heard you laugh, low and dark. “Help me, Mommy!” were my last words, as you impaled me. From my bald, young kitty, to my untouched tonsils, I was filled with the cold, lead pipe. As my body twitched, all of my fluids draining along the pipe to pool at the floor, the last thing I saw was you, jerking your cock, and coming on the ruins of my sweet little cunt.

But, you weren’t done, were you?

Evil Phone Sex Babysitter For Hire

Looking to get into some trouble tonight man? Maybe join me in some evil phone sex babysitting fun. I love torturing the fuck out of young innocent cunts and the sweet virginal flesh is so delicate and tasty. I love to get my fix for such a delicacy on these sunny Spring Sunday’s watching the prey parade around in their pastel dresses.

I will scoop a couple of sisters up and meet you back at the cabin. When I get there be ready for a couple of kicking and screaming little brats, and I know that is really part of the fun for you, their tantrums just arouse your desire to hurt them even more doesn’t it? We will strip them down and suspend their bound wrists from the ceiling leaving their naked young bodies on complete display. Taking my stiletto blade I will trace the sweet tender nipples and gently prick a trickle of blood from the tender pink orbs. Licking the blood up it fuels my hunger and I slit the bitches throat and feast on the succulent flow of crimson while you sodomize her with your rape phone sex fantasies. We will fuck them and mutilate them before we decide to incinerate their remains and use the ash for our next ritual.

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Raped in an Alley

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I was always told never to walk alone at night, but I was never a good listener. Walking home from my friend’s house was risky through that part of town, but I like danger I guess. I cut through an alley that took off about 10 minutes from my trip. I heard rustling behind me, but I could not see anyone when I turned around. Figuring it was just the wind, I looked forward again just to run right into a hooded man. He knocked me down and climbed on top of me. Frightened, I squirmed and fought my way out from under him. I tried to run, but he grabbed me, this time knocking my head into the side of the dumpster. Everything went blurry for a minute. Grabbing my ankles, he dragged me closer to him and pulled out a knife. I was still dazed from the blow to the head, so I couldn’t fight him off this time. Cutting a hole in the crotch of my pants, he whipped out his cock and started fucking me furiously. Then I felt an awful, sharp pain right in my stomach. He had sunk the blade right into me! Blood trickled from the wound, but he started stabbing me just as furiously as he was fucking me. Screaming as he fucked and knifed me at the same time, he pulled out and blew his load over my sputtering wounds before running off into the night.

Accomplice phone sex Torture of a Bitch

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We took a woman hostage. She was young, maybe 20 and a real bitch, that’s why we took her to begin with. She was mouthing off to my friend in a line at the movies. We snatched her while the theater was dark. She was going to scream but the knife in her ribs made her think otherwise.
We got her to his house, stripped her and immediately shoved a butt plug in her ass. She was screaming and yelling to let her go and asking if we know who she is. Neither of us cared. He took each of her wrists and wrapped rope around them, they were attached to a pulley on the ceiling and he hoisted her off the ground with a nice jerk. She screamed as one of her arms was jerked upwards the wrong direction, dislocating it. He clamped her nipples with a dress pants hanger; they pinched so hard it looked like her nipples would come off. He did the same with her clit. She was endlessly screaming so he told her if she made one more sound other than ones she was told to make he would cut out her voice box.
He took out all his stress and frustrations out on her body. With a large wooden paddle he cracked her across the ass very hard many times. As her skin started to turn deep purple, his hardening cock would get even more visible through his pants. He took the clamp off of her clit and she made a half scream, but remembered his threat. He put cuffs around each ankle and hoisted them into the air. Her body suspended, face down, he quickly jabbed the knife into her throat cutting her voice box. He laughed, “That’ll shut you up you fucking bitch.”
The torture continues next time….

Lesbian Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornAss rape porn is sort of my specialty. I get fucked up and beg for folks to tear my ass up, literally. When I am sober, I never want anything up my ass, but when I am high on coke, I can’t get enough of anything in my pink stretched out asshole. I was doing lines of coke Friday night with some chicks I know. One of them is a dealer. I need to get drugs from her sometimes because she lets me exchange sex for coke. Usually, I just eat her pussy, maybe toss her salad. Not this time. She was fucked up and feeling rather sadistic. She wanted to fist my ass and my cunt. She wanted to fist me when I was sober though. She wouldn’t let me do a line first. “I want to experience fisting through your eyes, whore,” she laughed. I sat on her office desk, legs spread wide. I took a deep breath and braced myself for the pain. She rammed her fist up my ass full force. Ouch. I mean wow. No wonder I am not an anal sex whore when sober. She had an evil laugh as she fisted me until my ass was a bloody mess. Swollen and prolapsed. I would not be walking normal in the morning.  Fuck, I would not be walking normal for a week. When she pulled her bloody, shitty fist out, I thought she was done experimenting. Nope. She called in her friends for some fisting fun at my expense, but not before she made me lick her fist clean. Humiliating and gross. In the end, I got my coke and the sadistic lesbians had some fun with my ass. I may not shit right for awhile, but I am a taboo phone sex whore for a reason.

I found him the perfect one

taboo phone sexI found him the perfect little bitch, she was small and delicate and very, very innocent. Poor girl had never even seen a man’s cock before, can you believe that? Well she definitely saw plenty of them once I got her back to my place! She was terrified and crying but I forced her to undress in front of a room full of horny men, all of them were very eager to get a piece of her young tender flesh. They were shoving each other to get to her and when I signaled them to start, they attacked her like starving beasts! They shoved cocks in every fuck hole, she was screaming and crying and begging them to stop but they were too far gone to stop until they tore her to pieces! She got literally fucked to death… and I made a lot of money in the process, what could be better than that?

Snuff Sex: You Can’t Outsmart a Sadistic Bitch

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Snuff sex is the best sex. I picked this guy up at this Steam Punk bar I go to often. He wasn’t really a goth or Steam Punk guy. He just had a thing for goth bitches like me. I wasn’t going to marry him. He just looked like a good fuck. Had money too from the way he was dressed and the gold Amex card he used for his tab. He bought me drinks all night. He was an out of town business man. Married of course. He took his ring off to hit on me, but I saw the tan line still. Nothing much gets by me. Again, his marital status didn’t matter to me. I was fucking him, not marrying him. His hotel was nice. One of those ritzy sky rise places downtown. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, but I wasn’t a hooker. All eyes were on the Goth girl as she walked in on the arm of older, wealthy frequent flyer. All the staff knew his name. We get to his room and he pours me some Absinthe. The kind that is illegal in the US because of its potency. Something was up. My gut was going off, but I wanted to see it through. I scanned the hotel room. It was clear from little things his wife was on this trip with him. Threesome? I started acting drunk. I figured if I acted out inebriated, his true intentions might come out. They did.

He wanted me to kill his wife. In fact, if I didn’t kill her, he would kill her make it look like I did it. He paraded me through the hotel lobby like a show pony. Everyone would remember the Goth girl at the Carlton. My finger prints were on the glass. He was smart, just not smart enough.  I fucked him so his DNA would be inside of me; slipped him a roofie in his drink, waited for him to pass out, then I used his phone to text his wife. Waited for her to come back to the room. She wasn’t happy to see me, but I had her cheating, contract killer hiring husband tied up spread eagle. I explained his plot to her. It’s her money he likes to spend, so I made a deal with her. I castrated her sorry excuse for a husband so he couldn’t cheat on her anymore. In fact, she helped me. She would be my alibi if he tried to go to the cops.  She would divorce him and share with the police his murder for hire scheme should he try any bullshit again. I cut his balls off with so much joy. Used a rusty blade. Let him bleed enough to scare the fuck out of him, then cauterized the wound. I left her his worthless balls so she could keep them in her purse. Never mess with a sadistic bitch or a wealthy wife.