Category: Cannibalism phone sex

Bound and Begging: My Deviant Desires

I lie down on the bed, my legs spread wide, offering myself to you. “Suck my tits and finger my pussy,” I command, my voice dripping with desire. You oblige, your lips wrapping around my hard nipples as your fingers slide into my wet cunt. I moan and arch my back, pushing my body towards you, begging for more. And then your cock joins in, thrusting into me with a satisfying thud. I’m a writhing mess of lust and need, my body craving release. And then, it hits me, a tidal wave of orgasm that leaves me gasping and trembling. I pull you up, pressing my lips against yours in a messy, passionate kiss. “You’re such a good little slut,” I whisper, my hand reaching down to stroke your throbbing cock.

I can feel every inch of you, the way your cock pulses, the way your hips move in a relentless rhythm. It’s a filthy, messy act, and I fucking love it. I’m your plaything, your toy to use and abuse, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You flip me over, my ass in the air, and you spank me hard, your hand leaving a stinging imprint on my flesh. I yelp, but it’s a sound of pleasure, not pain. You grab my hips, pulling me back onto your cock, and you fuck me from behind, your thrusts deep and powerful. I can feel your balls slapping against my clit with each stroke, sending shocks of pleasure through my body.

“Harder,” I beg, my voice a desperate whimper. “Fuck me harder, daddy. Make me cum.”

You oblige, your pace quickening, your cock swelling inside me. I can feel my own orgasm building, a coiled spring ready to snap. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, you cum, filling me with your hot, sticky seed. I scream, my own release tearing through me, my body convulsing around your cock.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Get Out Of Hand With This Gothic Teen Psychopath!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

Murder phone sex fantasies always gets my psychopathic murder pussy off. Last night I had a wild fantasy while i was walking. In imagined that I called up some of my crazy satanic friends and we broke into a Christian families house and tied them up. I cut up their youngest daughter and said she was the first sacrifice to our satanic cult as I painted satanic symbols all over the walls and on their foreheads. I told them their perfect blond catholic daughters would be whores for the devil and all of them would be going to hell.

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I laughed as I began cutting their clothes off and showing my big male friends their pretty flat chests and their bald virgin pussies. they tore into their little cunts with their fat demon cocks and began using them like fuck dolls as their parents helplessly watched. I laughed manically as i took the dads small cock out and began giving him a blow job and when he was nice and hard i bit his small cock off with my teeth. he screamed as i slit his throat and his blood sprayed me in the face. I made is wife eat his corpse and the bodies of her daughters before I sent her to my cabin. I had special plans for that dumb bitch. My Murder phone sex fantasies were getting even darker and I loved it. I would need to go out on a hunt soon.

Murder Fantasy, Torture, and Blasphemy

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My little sister was always a part of my secret murder fantasies. I wanted to take her to my boyfriend’s cabin in the woods and strap her small young teen body down to his kitchen table. I’d whisper to her and tell her how we were going to sacrifice her body to the devil after I shoved a large wooden cross in her tight virgin pussy. I would lick up her tears and pinch her nipples until they bleed. She would try to move and beg us to stop. We would laugh at her as she begged us to have mercy on her.

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My boyfriend would ram his thick cock into her pussy tearing it open. Blood would trickle down her thighs and she would cry asking us why. I would start cutting her stomach open and play with her dark red blood. I would lick her blood off my favorite knife and thrust it in her chest killing her. Her eyes would open wide in surprise before the light left her eyes. My boyfriend would keep fucking her corpse because you should never let a cunt go to waste. He’d fill that dead pussy full of cum and then we’d burn her body. She doesn’t know how twisted my murder and rape fantasies are. Maybe one day they’ll be more than just a fantasy.

You went whore hunting and found a perfect gash

Rape phone sex fantasies

You searched high and low for some fuck bitch you can make suffer the consequences of your sick and evil deviant sexual desires, one’s that get you locked up for life. You crave that rage and punishment, the smell of blood and gore, I’m your perfect broken whore.

I’m so small and precious. Cute little face, tight little bubble butt, perfect to take your rape fantasies out on. Your only goal is to whip my sweet little pussy apart and show me fear. Make me cry and whimper and beg for mercy while you’ve got your foot on my face. Such a little bitch, can’t take your abuse, crying out for even more rage.

Bound with my hands about my head, insides shredded seeping out of my cut up cunt, fecal cum pouring out of me like a broken sink, except I’m just another broken soul you’ve taken. Sick fuck, dicked down, ripped apart, your a master of the creeches, above all the creeps.

The one’s that can’t get laid so they prey on one’s like me. Tiny but torn, cracked, whipped, craving torture like daddy did me, fill me up and spit out all that naughty pedo childhood trauma that fills my soaked up snatch. Such fond family fucking memories fill my holes gripping your thorny shaft stabbing my cervix.

Cannibalism phone sex should completely devour me

Cannibalism phone sexWith Cannibalism phone sex, you can eat me anyway you want. I dream of the day when you’ll finally snap my neck in a passionate act of cannibalistic lust. I long to feel you tear into my flesh, ravage my organs, and feast upon my quivering meat. The thought of being your succulent roast, oozing with juices, sets my cunny ablaze. Oh, Master, I know we’ll make some deliciously evil films as you slowly devour me, savoring every morsel!
In the meantime, I’ll be your fuck-puppet. Use my holes however you wish – pound relentlessly, gape me wide open, dump your steaming loads deep in my guts. I’ll be your filthy cum-dump with a body built for brutalization. I exist to be enslaved, tortured and violated with vile Snuff sex.
The only reality I need is you dominating me completely. I’m yours, mind, body, and soul. Thank you for choosing me to be your hot snuff slave whore. I know we’ll make some utterly depraved movies as you cannibalize the fuck out of me. My body is your altar for sacrifice.

Sex with dead bodies we make ’em you fuck’em

Sex with dead bodies is a particular taste for guys like you. Venus and I love playing with you dirty fuckers. My girl Venus is one mean bitch, and she’s found the sweetest piece of meat you are going to cum into. It’s hard to find a good one, though.  Sex with dead bodies

Well, lucky for you, it just so happens that we have some fresh little whores for you to play with. And when I say play, I mean beat these little bitches black and blue until they become your type. You won’t get a fresher corpse, and we want to watch you use them however you want, until you’re ready to paint their decaying insides with your spunk.Torture sexIt all starts with a bit of fun Torture sex. We love to see those sluts squirm and scream. Their pain is our pleasure! Mmm, just thinking about it gets me all hot!.
Once we’ve had our way with them and they’ve reached the end of their time, well, that’s where you come in, stud. My girl Venus and I will make sure you’re nice and hard before guiding your dirty dick into their freshly dead hole. Can you imagine it? The cold flesh wrapped around your throbbing member, squeezing you tight as you pump them full of your seed?

Mutilation Phone Sex With A Sadistic Goddess is The Best

Mutilation Phone Sex is just another variable of my sadistic pleasure. In my world humans are nothing but mere things. These human things are something I like to do trials on. Maybe I should have become a surgeon, after all cutting up bodies is exciting.

Last night I went hunting. When I have a bad day of annoyances I have to go hunting. And my kind of hunting is going to the strip clubs in search of losers. Not all are the scum of the earth losers. In fact I have found a good accomplice or two in the circuit of strip clubs.

However last night this drooling sack of shit screamed at me to mutilate him. I lured him out back. He was disgusting and when he went to get close to me with his putrid breath I wanted to vomit. Then my hand just had a reflex. The knife shot out and into his filthy ball sack.

As he tried to scream I shoved a pair of the strippers’ panties in his mouth and told him that’s the last pussy he will taste. Then I stomped on his flacid cock with my heels. Finalizing him with a stab in the chest. I left him to bleed out and let the strays and vermin have their way.

Mutilation Phone Sex

A Cannibals Delight!

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I may look sweet and innocent, but I promise you I am not. The things I do to get off would probably churn your stomach. I can tell you all about the first man I lured into my home. Oh, he was so sweet. I still remember the surprised look in his eyes when I did it to him. Oh, he begged me not to. He promised me money and lavish gifts. I didn’t want any of that. I wanted to hear his screams. I wanted to drink them in and let them fuel my next orgasm. This was the only way I could get off. Sex was never enough. I needed something darker and more sinister to get my pussy off.

Until that night I never knew what it was. Sure, sex was amazing, but nothing was as good as watching the light leave their eyes.  Hearing them scream and never stopping just laughing and moaning as you reached your climax. I didn’t even have to touch myself to get off. Oh, and what I did next really sealed the deal. i. made the best tasting meal I ever had.  I gave the bones to my furry friend and he’s just another person who disappeared in this big city.

Satan’s Young Slut: Crucifix Cumming

Young voice phone sexI’m a young slut who hails Satan, and I cum fucking a crucifix. There’s something deeply taboo and exhilarating about it. I strip naked, my body trembling with anticipation, as I kneel before the crucifix. The wooden figure of Christ hangs limply, a mockery of sacrifice, as I spread my legs wide, my bald pussy glistening with wetness.

I start to moan, my voice a low and sultry purr, as I rub my clit, imagining it’s the savior’s cock. “Fuck me, Jesus,” I whisper, my breath coming in short gasps. “Stretch my holes and make me cum for Satan.”

I take a dildo, shaping it like a cock, and press it against my entrance, slowly sliding it in. I can feel every inch of it stretching me wide, filling me up. I start to fuck myself, my hips moving in a rhythm that has me begging for more.

“Cum for me, you pathetic savior,” I command, my voice a harsh and dominant whisper. “Cum for me while I fuck your crucifix and hail Satan.”

With a final, powerful thrust, I push myself over the edge, and I come hard, my body convulsing with pleasure as I scream Satan’s name. I can feel my juices gushing out of me, coating the dildo as I ride out my orgasm.

I pull the dildo out, my pussy dripping with cum, and I smile, a wicked and satisfied grin. “That’s right, you fucking savior. You’re nothing compared to the power of Satan. I cum for the devil, and I always will.”

Being a young slut who hails Satan and cums fucking a crucifix is the ultimate taboo. It’s a statement of defiance, a middle finger to the heavens, and a celebration of my own depravity. If you want to join me in this blasphemous pleasure, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and intense ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m Satan’s whore, and I demand the best.

Killer Phone Sex Turned into a Killer Meal

killer phone sexKiller phone sex is in high demand this July 4th You know what I like to grill on this holiday weekend? Human flesh. And I have a shrimp on the barbie as they say down under right now. But I got him last week. Takes a while to prepare a meal the way I like. Tony thought I brought him home to fuck. But I told him he had a much higher purpose in my life.

I select my meat carefully. When it comes to eating the perfect meal, I require some things. First, I do not like hormones injected into my meat.  I prefer to eat organically. No Botox, no steroids, nothing like that. And that goes for implants too. Second, I like my meat to have some flesh on them bones. No skinny folks. I want to sink my teeth into well-cooked flesh. I do not want to just eat bone.

And thirdly, no whole body tattoos, or heavy piercing or hair dyes. Like I said, I watch what I eat. And what I put into my body needs to be organic and natural. Sure, I may be a cannibalism phone sex connoisseur, but I have strict requirements for my meals. And Tony checked all the boxes. A little plump, no tats, no piercings and from his body type, I could safely say no steroids either.

I Am Very Careful About What I Put in My Body

So, the first thing I did was bathe him. A warm butter bath for a few hours a day softens the skin. And makes any meal more succulent. Then I fed him corn meal and other calorie dense meals loaded with some herbs and spices to make his flesh taste better. However, he seemed to be in disbelief about what I was doing. But I assured him his death would not be in vain.

And he has been slow roasting over an open flame since last night. The meat tastes better if the food is cooked alive versus dead. But the large apple I put in his mouth dulled his screams. I should be able to enjoy his flesh around 4 pm. My snuff sex meal will be worth the wait. Tony might think he cooked alive in vain. But not me. He will feed me for months. And in this economy, a cheap meal that lasts for months is perfect.