Category: Cannibalism phone sex

Special Long Pig Sale!!!

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Hey, all you cannibalism phone sex freaks!  I got a fresh load of the finest long pig you’re going to find on the black market today!  Get it while it’s fresh, get it while it’s hot!  And you better hurry, because at prices like these, our special sexy selections WILL NOT LAST!!!

We have every kind of fuck-n-fillet-me flesh your putrid palate could ever desire!  In the mood pussy meat for tacos?  We have a lusty ‘linea’ of latina fuck pigs to pound your meat into then cut up for carnitas.  Need some sadistic soul food on both your pole and your plate?  Choose between one of several of our black ‘Nawlins’ street hookers, guaranteed to have the spiciest sweetbreads in the entire lineup!  If you want to slice up a slanted slit or two, we have a wide variety of asian sluts for you to sift through.  Be sure to get plenty of them because you know that after you eat a little asshole Moo Shu pork and hot and sour ligament soup, you’re going to be hungry an hour or so later!

Come on down and get your cut while you can!  These prices are as crazy as the twisted bitch who catches all of the product!  Fuck pigs this cheap will not last!!!  Buy three piggies or more and I’ll throw in a torso or hind quarters of your choosing, ABSOLUTELY FREE!!!

 

Suck the Blood Out of Your Cock

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                Slice your wife’s face up and slap the pieces on the table since she wants to be a cunt and complain after all the shit you buy for her, still never willing to suck your cock. Who told you I was a nice bitch? Not my daddy- I tied his balls off when I was only a teen then sucked him hard until I was spitting blood onto the floor so mommy to walk in and start crying- praying to God asking why she ever had me. Oh boy, you really are begging me “please stop oh please just let us go” Don’t you realize you are just getting my cunt wet and more excited to fuck you til your heart stops as I burn your skin? Watching you struggle with those arms tied down to the table, humiliating yourself in front of your slutty wife. The way she cries is so fucking ugly, she says she loves you- but she wasn’t thinking that while fucking your best friend in the backseat last night was she? I’m doing you both a favor, but in the meantime I figured I would reward myself with the satisfaction of your crying, pleading screams. You say you want me to stop, but deep down I know you both have been craving for someone to end all your pains.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Slay

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite. My favorite way to kill is with one of my knives. I have over 1,000 knives, many are vintage. My late grandfather was an avid collector of weapons. He liked weapons with a history. He had medieval torture devices and he even had some serial killer weapons. He ran a prison in the 60s and 70s. He got shut down when the government discovered that he was using prisoners as Guinea pigs for kickbacks from pharmaceutical companies. I loved him. He was my mentor. Maybe the only person I actually loved. My parents were useless as tits on a boar hog as my grandpa would say. He nurtured my natural homicidal tendencies. He is the reason I can help you kill some cunt and never get caught. On Monday, Fourth of July, I went hunting. I brought a couple knives and started a snuff sex spree. With a knife I can kill a thousand ways and show off my skills. I could have been a butcher. I am not a meat eater, but I do love tender flesh if you know what I mean. On Monday, I took a couple prime cuts of thigh meat as a souvenir. I freeze the flesh to eat later. I found this one guy who I killed first. He was tool tormenting animals with fireworks, so I tortured him. He was drunk and easy to bait. He was easy to kill too. I did not kill him right away. I tortured him. It was time for some Karma. I castrated him while he was awake and fed his balls to this beautiful Pitt bull he scared with fireworks. I then shoved a firecracker up his ass. Ouch. I destroy his body with various cuts. Carved him up like a side of beef. Took a big segment of thigh meat that I will savor later. I love a good flank steak. He suffered. That was my goal. Torture sex with knives is awesome. Want to hunt with me or maybe be my next victim and dinner?

lets make snuff movies tonight

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 I’m down to be a subby slut on film. My dreams of becoming a famous singer dwindled when my appearance was picked apart. All the years I dedicated to singing were for nothing. I truly believed my talent would shine through my heart of hearts. Instead, I was mocked for my beaky nose and my fugly face. These words came straight from music execs. When I went thru a ton of different men, they all knew my self-esteem was at an all-time low. They began to use me and laugh at my misfortunes and how I was nothing but a butterface. One guy I became intimate with told me I had the face of a snuff movie star. It was the first time I ever felt noticed. On the one hand, it was a diss but to make snuff movies would give me much more attention, and I grew increasingly determined to make some snuff clips and sell them out and maybe catch my big break being abused on camera.

Time to pay up

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My landlord isn’t playing around. He means business, but I know him all too well. I can hear him have taboo phone sex and watch dirty porn. There’s a little plan I have brewing in my noggin. I will hurry along and make my way upstairs to his unit. It is going to be so hard for him to turn me down.

There’s a game plan in my mind but what ends up happening is much more sinister. The landlord didn’t want to fuck me all genital. He tried to make me bleed out and slap me around.

He makes it known if I want free rent for the rest of the year plus be waived the fees and debt I have already accumulated, and I have to let him use me whenever he wants, however long he wants, and torture me till he thinks necessary. I’m too desperate to protest, so here goes enslavement.

His secret fantasy

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I have had an ongoing relationship with a guy. When we first met, I wasn’t completely attracted to him. I thought he was sort of odd.

Either way, he had a way with words, and sure enough, he had me under his spell before I could even realize it.

I was smitten around him and thought his personality was still different, but he had a certain charm that radiated. Who knew it had patterns of psycho. One day I was sleeping and noticed him taking pictures of me while I napped. It woke me up. He looked quite startled when I awoke. He could see I was weirded out, and he tried to play it out as he couldn’t help himself. I looked so cute when I slept.

After that, I didn’t think much of it. I went through his phone one day and could see he had a lust for necrophilia phone sex.

I had opened a can of worms and finally found a section where he confessed he loved to take pictures of me asleep and loved to imagine me dead and how his cock would feel inside me. After that, I cleared any signs of me going through his phone and tried to head out as fast as I could, but he was in front of the front door.

I guess the indoor cameras should have been a dead giveaway.

Killer Uncle’s Accomplice

My uncle was a sadistic fuck and taught me how to be one. Living in a rural area you were able to get away with anything and he did. He made me his accomplice when it came to picking up young lot lizards.

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Once he drove them to an abandoned farm, he knocked them out with anything he had in his hand or even his fist. He would force me to help him tie them up. He loved scaring them with his knives, gracing their naked bodies with the knife and his hard cock. I saw my uncle choke them with his fat hard cock until they threw up or stop breathing, he fucked them and used them to cum even if they stopped moving. One time he chocked the slut too hard she didn’t even get to suck his cock, so he stuck his fat dick in her asshole fucking her until her limp body shit itself. My uncle is a hunter, so he knew how to gut them like pigs. Once he got rid of any human looking parts, he would then have a big barbeque for the town. No one knows the secret to his food but me.

Summer is Cannibalism Phone Sex Time

cannibalism phone sexIt is cannibalism phone sex season. My favorite meat to barbecue in the summertime is human  flesh. I spend weeks hunting for the best selection. I like my food natural and organic. This means no tattoos, no piercings, no fake tits and natural hair color too. You would be surprised how difficult that is to find. I also need my meal to be not too skinny and not too fat and that is equally hard to find. I also need one drug and alcohol free. It used to be easier to find the perfect meal. But I am patient. It is worth the wait to find a succulent piece of flesh. Seriously, the best meals are home cooked and natural. One slab of flesh will feed me all year. I hunt outside gyms and malls. But I will troll the neighborhood sites for community BBQs too. I have found wonderful meals there before. For me, hunting is most of the fun. I take my time when I capture my meal. Full body inspections are necessary. Sometimes, they need to detox. I soften the skin with butter baths for days ahead. My last meal was a male. I had the help of some fellow taboo phone sex bitches in preparing and eating my captured meat. He was willing. Most are not. He found me on the dark net and offered himself up in any useful way. The only use I had for him was in my belly. My girlfriends and I took a week to prepare him. It was nice not having to cage him for a week. Free range, grass fed meat is always the most tender. I boiled him in water first, then put that large shrimp on the barbie as the saying goes. A slow roasted pig is a yummy meal. We danced by the fire and drank wine as we cooked a meal fit for snuff porn queens like us. I am still hunting my perfect summer meal to feed me into next year. Thinking this season, I need some girl meat. Maybe even a veal cutlet. Perhaps, you want to help me find the perfect dinner?

Snuff Stripper slut

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Did I think I would be a stripper? Not really, but here we are, and I am in the midst of my routine. Getting double whammy of cocks. The guys at the strip club know that is m down for torture sex.

They get me high and do whatever they please with me. They sometimes take it over bored and leave me stranded in the middle of a city I know nothing about, and they usually rob me of my money. I MEAN IT when I tell you that it gets me horny to be used that way.

Not only am I robbed, but I am also in excruciating pain. These guys love to drug me extra hard and fuck me up and post me all over the net.

Yet I still come back for the same routine with new clients and the same old ones. They all know they can abuse me and love that so much.

The Torment of Torture Sex

Torture sex

 

I’m not sure which kind of fuck pig I like to torment and have torture sex with more, the horndog hogs or the slutty sows.  I don’t give a shit about gender, everyone can take their pretentious pronouns and fake ass wokeness and fucking choke on it for all I care.  I want tears, I want screams and I want blood.  Every last unlucky fuck piggy on earth has all of those inside of them and I revel in gory glory of being the entity in this world who beat it all out of them.  

Where does the torturing begin?  The mind.  A hemmed up little vixen doesn’t fear the volatile violation she’s about to receive if you don’t drag her brain through the muck first.  Sure, it hurts like hell, but do they fear death nearly as much as I whip and flog their flesh if I don’t humiliate them and tease them with all of my implements of pain and tools of persecution before I get to the dirty work?  I don’t think so.  

Once they’re properly tenderized, I can finally feel good about getting into that cunt or climbing onto a cock and draining all of the cum out of them that I can as they just hang there, restrained and writhing in the air.  I absolutely love to marinate their mangled pork meat with my pussy spit.  My tight and tortured twat power squirts and I’m a great fucking aim.  I love to blast it in their faces, drown them in a deluge of my juices every time I experience “Le Petite Mort” in my reign over them.

When I finally get my fill of torture sex and jizzing all over my fine fuck pig masterpieces, one thing is for certain.  They’re broken.  Hell, some of them don’t even make it through the whole encounter.  It’s bittersweet for me, I like to put people through as much punishment as possible before they expire, but turning a fuck pig into long pig is a snap and earns me a pretty good pay day in the right markets.