Category: Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex sinks my teeth in your filthy cock

Cannibalism phone sex games are my favorite when I get to switch.  The shadows are my friend, and my purpose is to serve my Master Daddy. He has turned me into a creature of the night, a being who thrives on pain and pleasure in equal measure. My life is one of constant punishment, but when I have the chance to dish it out, I do so with a vengeance.Cannibalism phone sex

It feels so good to sink my teeth into flesh. If I am a really good girl, Master Daddy will throw me a special bone,  a sissy bitch like you. He lures you to our crypt, leading you on to think you will just suck is dick. But you are such a stupid whore. You are prey and I’m the one who gets to catch you. He’ll bring you to his finest bedroom and once you get comfortable, I come in.

I taunt you, slap you around, threaten to expose your faggot ass to the world, so you follow my orders. And anyway, it’s not like you want that thing in between your legs. It always felt wrong, didn’t it? Cannibalistic Castration phone sex is the answer. I will sink my teeth into your cock and rip it off. Quick like a band-aid, no more pretending for you, babe.  You’ll have a brand new gash, and my Master Daddy will pop that bloody cherry.

 

 

Castration cocks down my throat, jizz on my face

Castration phone sex

Evil sick fuck and his collection of castrated cocks. All different sizes from his victims, used to torture women. He’s got me trapped, strapped, tied up and cornered. With his giant monster, dripping pre cum, cock out he stood over me, letting it drip on my face while I face a line of castrated, bloody, puusy, nasty dead body parts.

Grabbing my head making me throat, gag, choke, and go blue, sucking each one. Smacking the shit out of me, beating me with a belt, he wanted to see me gag some more. Throating, tongue out, dripping spit, covering my naked body. Castrated cocks of all sizes, packing my mouth, filling my throat while he’s jacking off in front of me, “suck more bitch!”

Barely able to breathe, watery, oozing, creamie cum shot down my throat, he’s choking me as I swallow every drop down my throat, coughing up chunks of juicy jizz, forcing me to finger my tight little wet pussy. Soaked in blood, rapidly finger fucking myself until he bends me over, spreads my legs, and shoves his cum soaked cock up my cut up cunt, finishing me off with a dead dangly dick in my mouth.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Connoisseur Cooks Girl Meat Over an Open Flame

cannibalism phone sexI am a connoisseur of cannibalism phone sex. Something so primal about hunting for your food. I am not a traditional meat lover. In fact, I eat zero animal meat. Not even fish or poultry. But I will eat human flesh occasionally. One male or female body can feed me for months. Girl meat tastes better. I think that’s because female skin is softer, less lean muscle mass that makes male meat tougher to chew regardless of how you cook it.

Two weeks ago, I kidnapped some drunk hot teen slut. Because she appeared so drunk, I had no problem getting her into my car. She sat in a cage in my dungeon for two weeks before I cooked her last night. Daily butter baths softened her skin. I like to eat clean girls. By that I mean, no tattoos or piercings, natural hair color and no Botox in the face. Young girls rarely do Botox, but I have seen a few. I will not put poison in my body by eating tainted snuff sex meat,

I Have a Special Taste for Girl Meat

This girl fell into my lap. And I took it as a sign to replenish my meat stash. After a couple weeks of butter baths, and high protein meals to fatten her up, I finally spit roasted her last night. But before I could roast her, I needed to drain her blood and take out her organ meat. That gets cooked indoors.  And I needed to remove her head. Once I took out the brain, I tossed the head to the coyotes.

I prefer cooking the skin over an open fire. It cooks more evenly. Plus, the smell of burning girl flesh intoxicates me. It has a unique smell. I seasoned my meat before I cooked it. And I put vegetables in her abdomen just like you stuff a turkey. And I ate like a queen last night. A sadistic phone sex queen. But I have plenty of leftovers. Are you hungry?

Killer phone sex with grandpa is one hell of a time

Killer phone sex has no limits just as long as Grandpa enjoys my hot ass making a little bitch suffer. Grandpa, as I like to call him, is a twisted old soul with a thirst for blood and a hunger for pain. He’s a man who has seen it all, done it all, and is always looking for the next thrill. And that’s where I come in.

Killer phone sex

I love being an accomplice to an evil granddaddy. It’s a challenge to get that cock hard nowadays but I always win and get his cock rock fucking hard. When I bring him a little torture sex victim, his cock inflicts pain that will leave the slut totally breathless. The screams of agony, the moans of pleasure, the sight of blood – it’s all part of the show. And Grandpa, he’s the star of the show.

But don’t get me wrong, this isn’t some mindless, sadistic affair. No, this is a carefully orchestrated dance of pleasure and pain. I find out victim sitting alone on some playground. It’s obvious she doesn’t have a mommy to love her, so I swoop in. After a few exchanges of compliments, that little bitch is eating out of my hand.

And then I ask her if she’s hungry, and she always is. I tell her my grandpa can cook up something nice and hot. The little bitch falls for it every time! And then when we get there, she knows it’s too late. Every scream, every drop of blood, makes us wild. I hold her down for Grandpa and he fucks her like a 20-year-old.

And that dick maybe be old but damn does it do some damage. By the time we are done with her she’s just a lump of bloody flesh. It’s dinner time by then anyway and since Grandpa doesn’t like to waste anything the bitch is on the menu!

 

Snuff phone sex will it be bloody or comical.

Snuff phone sex             Snuff phone sex will it be bloody or comical. I can go either way. As shown above I am not shy about riding a cock, especially when it has been deceased. Haha…oh it is a lot of fun. Now I could have a knife in my hand and make it bloody fun. For me and not so much for you, for you will be the victim.

            Now you could always be the watcher. Watch over me as I do my dirty deeds. Next is the question will it be bloody or will it be comical. It must be remembered that comical has so many options and well bloody that is bloody.

            At the same time, perhaps we can do both. Bloody phone sex wearing a clown costume, will I carve you up. That is to say, if clowns don’t scare you. Either way it would be comical, see me all dressed up as a clown.

            Chasing you around. Tackling you down. Climbing on top of you. Just to end you in a bloody mass of degradation as I ride your cock, stiff as a board. Carving the symbols of the ancient gods into you.

            Giving praise and homage to all the clowns before me. What a way to go in the end.

Castration phone sex has me eating your dick and balls! 

Castration phone sex

Castration phone sex has me eating your dick! Balls and devouring you whole! My teeth gnash and my tongue ring pokes through your foreskin as I take my hunger out on a delicious cock! No worries you are a immortal and tomorrow your cock will grow back just fine again. Though the pain still vibrates through your body every time I eat your cock and balls! So much delight I do take in your agony as your cock bleeds into my mouth. That cock meats blood is my wine of the hour and I greedily sip it down!

You cry out and I gnash more, taking a bite and gulping your penis flesh into my stomach. Later, I’ll shit it out into your mouth! The cycle of pain and pleasure continues, as your immortal body endures the torment and regeneration, feeding my insatiable hunger and sadistic desires. 

Cannibalism phone sex is where I eat balls and dick and make you suffer! I eat cock and balls and give them so much torture that you will never recover between feedings! 

The infamous night crawler killer hits my pussy

Home invasion phone sex

Like the movie scream, I’m being hunted by the man in a mask. He appears through the window while I’m getting dressed. Naked, alone, my tight ass, tits out, vulnerable to a snatchin. The doorknob cracks and the lights go dark, dark big dick knight krawler killer man stood at my door. He gave me no time to think, I was tied up in the bathtub, neck chained to the wall, dripping hot seman filled blood down my legs, my tight twat torn, filled to the brim.

Crawling on all fours you grabbed me by skirt, ripped my little panties to the side, shoved your gigantic, throbbing beefy batman deep into my tight, little, crispy vanilla twinkie.  Spreading me apart, literally, tearing my skin, my pretty puffy pussy swollen by your jack hammer, nailing the inside of me, leaving a trail of juicy, white, goey, cum filled blood.

Dragging my limp body you aim it right into my mouth, pulling my head back with one hand, hammering my cheeks, chin, gagging choking me. Undecided on whether to end me or not, you spread another bomb cum load down my throat, leaving me to drown in jizz.

Teenage Porn Star: A Bloody Tale of Torturous Entertainment

Teen rape pornHey there, sick fuck. You’ve got a real talent for twisting young minds and turning them into your own personal playthings.

And this is exactly what I am – your filthy little teen slut, here to do whatever you want with my body. You’ve got me so brainwashed that I’m willing to be used by anyone, even myself if it means making you happy. I’m nothing more than a worthless piece of ass now, created to entertain and cum for your camera. And you know what? I love every fucking second of it. I’ll bleed if that’s what it takes to make your pathetic cock hard and your dirty mind content. So come on, torture me some more. Make me scream and leak all over myself while I please you in ways no one else ever could.

I’m yours to use and abuse, after all.

Phone Whore Diaries: A Chronicle of Depraved Pleasures

Evil phone sexThere’s something about the throes of desire and depravity that make us lose our minds. It consumes us, driving us to do things we never thought possible. For Me, it was her love for the darker side of human interaction that led her down a twisted path into the world of evil phone sex.

“Daddy, I need your dirty words,” I whisper into the phone, my heart racing with anticipation. “Make me cum, please.”

He laughs, a sinister chuckle that sends shivers down my spine. “Certainly, my little whore. Tell me… have you ever been invaded? Violated?”

I shiver, my body trembling at the thought. “Yes…but not like this.”

His voice drops to a husky growl. “You will be. Tonight.”

The line goes dead, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the pounding between my legs. I spend the next few hours fantasizing about his strong hands, his rough touch, and the way he makes me feel so dirty yet so alive. As the sun sets, I hear a faint knock at my door. My heart races as I open  it to reveal a masked man holding a knife.

“Jade?” He asks, his voice barely audible through the mask. “I’ve come to fuck your dirty little mouth.”

Without hesitation, I drop to my knees and takes him deep into my throat. The taste of fear mixed with arousal sends me spiraling into a euphoric state. I feel him grab my hair, pulling me closer as he roughly fucks my face. It’s not long before he releases his load, filling my mouth with his hot, sticky seed.

I don’t know his name or where he came from; all I knows is that he understands my need for the darkness that consumes my soul. As he leaves without a word, I can’t help but wonder who will be next to invade my home and satisfy my perverse desires.

But tonight, there’s something different about this call. The voice on the other end of the line is familiar, yet distorted.

Blasphemy sex soaks me and makes me cum for the dark lord

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex has made my body a temple of sin. It is a playground for the most depraved desires. I crave the pain, the pleasure, and the power that comes from indulging in the forbidden. My pussy, wet and willing, begs for the touch of a dominant hand, a hand that will inflict pain and bring me to the brink of ecstasy.

I am a blasphemer, a sinner, and I wear those labels with pride. My body is a vessel for the Dark Lord, and I offer it up to him willingly. I want my little pussy to suffer, to feel the sting of a whip, the heat of a candle, the sharpness of a blade. I want to scream his name as I cum, to let the world know that I am his and he is mine.

My sex is hot, a fiery inferno that burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. It is a Snuff sex film, a twisted tale of pleasure and pain, a story that is written in the blood and cum of those who dare to watch. I am the star, the director, and the producer of this twisted tale, and I revel in the power that it gives me.

I summon the devil, call him forth with every scream, every moan, every drop of blood that is shed. I offer myself to him, to be used and abused in any way that he sees fit. I am his whore, his slave, and I will do anything to please him.