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Veganuary Is For Cannibalism

Cannibalism phone sex is what starts a New Year off right. Sweet succulent flesh of Virgins. Really, Virginuary is the new way of Veganuary. I couldn’t come up with a way to alter the January with cannibalistic tastiness but what’s sweeter than innocence?

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I like to consider myself a little like the witch from Hansel and Gretel. The lurer of sweet young things to cook up in my oven. A good serial killer always lives in solitude.
The solitude of the woods is great. I go to the nearest city and find the young runaways.

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As a Sadistic phone sex whore, I find the most sweet and innocent ones. Ok, sometimes I just visit the shelter or an orphanage. I like the ones without any smarts. I always have a pervert pdaddy telling me what he is seeking. I find them, of course there’s a fee for this. I bring them back to my cabin in the woods. He will be waiting. We have fun bathing and cleaning the succulent meat. The little brat or brats get tenderized with a good hardcore ass fucking and cunt destroying.
We rub on the extra virgin olive oil and season the meat. Stuff in a few veggies and pop them in the oven. Making out and fucking like maniacs as the smell of that flesh cooks is the best thing ever. We work up a hunger and slice into that sweet ass cheek and cunt. Yummy!

Cannibalism Phone Sex Christmas

cannibalism phone sexI had a cannibalism phone sex meal for Christmas. Jealous? I captured my holiday meal a few weeks ago. I found a young teen girl. Those young girls taste better than veal. Sometimes, the younger girls are the tastiest. That is because they do not have tattoos or body piercings yet. They definitely do not have Botox or anything fake in their bodies like saline bags for tits yet. That is the problem with kidnapping an older woman for a meal nowadays. You are what you eat. I do not want to eat botulism, neuro toxins or plastic, yet most girls over 21 have something like that in their bodies. This girl was all natural. Her natural hair color, the boobs she was born with and nothing injected into her face. She was easy to take too. I snatched her up in a crowded mall and no one came looking for her. Well, they did not come looking for her in my basement. I am sure they looked in the basements of all the registered sex offenders in my community though. There is no evidence of the girl I kidnapped. I am smarter than Jeffrey Dahmer. I do not play with my food either. I took this girl and I fattened her up, so she would be succulent come Christmas. I also seasoned her to perfection. I basted her the day before so her skin would be tender. Seasoning is always the key to a perfect meal. I cooked her for hours. I had to use a huge pan. I put in some mushrooms, carrots and baby potatoes. Just like a pot roast. A very special pot roast fit for a taboo phone sex queen. I had a few friends over to eat. Friends with the same acquired taste for flesh that I have. I sent them home with leftovers in Tupperware containers. I ground the bones up this morning and mixed it into some raw hamburger meat and it fed to the coyotes. I am afraid there is nothing left of that girl. At least nothing left that that will ever be found because when I hunt of a meal, I use all my catch.

Satanic Killer Phone Sex Wedding

Killer phone sex We worship the One true one, Our lord Satan, We fell in love over killer phone sex. I knew our love of murdering helpless young ones and their mothers would have to be included in our wedding. It wasn’t until the ceremony with my beloved that I knew why he asked me to wear white. He says it was because our sadistic love is pure, and we will never conform.

He is my deep and bloodthirsty lover as we said our vows, We promised an enteral love filled with torturing other worthless souls and taking by force the virginity of as many girls and teens as we could. He would bring them to me and we would slaughter them together. I have never heard anything as poetic in all my life. We had the usual, never leaving the toilet seat up and I would cook him homemade cannibalism meals and devote my life to his sadistic cocks pleasures.

Then he called for the tots to be brought up as sacrifice. Mothers tied up screaming for those sweet young offspring! I plunged my knife in small hearts to bind myself to my husband in a satanic ritual. He loved making me happy and after each tyke was killed he would slice the corresponding mothers neck, drenching me with mother and offspring blood! He said I was never prettier as he kissed my face and lips to taste the blood off me. And of course the  Blasphemy sex is out of this world with my new husband. We fucked right there in that open forest for our guest to see how much we enjoy killing and fucking!

I love you you baby! You are my Demon for eternity! 

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Meat processing centers around the world have limited food and your fellow cunts are less fertile. Malnutrition has made birthing new calfs dangerous! Someone is going to be sacrificed to our Dark Lord soon so we can be blessed!  The process works but only when the grip of the final agony releases the hormones. Since so few people volunteer, certain agents can acquire the supplies they need from the street as long as you sign your life away! We  are not gentle in persuading fathers and mothers to give up offspring to us! 

Once we have your signature we “program” you turning you into a nice docile twat for us only we get the treat! We take in sisters to entertain the ones in power and let each fight out who will be able to live this round! The little heathen was still screaming for her mommy; it would’ve been funny if I wasn’t growing tired of it. My accomplice was torturing the stupid, young pink ball of flesh while I was sharpening my saw. The girl’s mother was on my table, completely bound; and, I had made the good decision to gag her. She was crying, though, for her little spawn that was being stretched and carved at the same time. One would be food and one would be the one to survive this. I dig the teeth of the saw into the girls necks as they begin to fight! Making a little trickle of blood falling down. That begins a feeding frenzy as the other chic a dee gets put on a pedestal and a big blade goes right into her still beating heart! This is true blasphemy sex! 

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Cannibalism Phone Sex Surprise

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I was asked to make the big holiday dinner for work this year, and I grinned cunningly at those faces around me. “I’ll make a meal to die for.” I chuckled. They thanked me, hypnotized by my charms and unaware that I truly am an agent of Evil itself. I decided I would give these corporate pricks more than they bargained for. I collected little darlings, and for a week I fed them wonderfully. They were spoiled with sweets, and herbs, and spices, and wines to keep them calm. I fed from them, letting my fangs sink into their neck here and there to sample their sweet blood whiskey I was craving more than anything.
The night before, I slaughtered and carved up my little lambs, and marinated those tender steaks. I cooked all day, feverishly. My little innocents got their bones used for stock, and I made a hearty soup from their organs, and some vegetables from my own garden. It was delicious, up until I added the arsenic. Then I let it simmer away, soaking wet and delighted at the feast that awaited my coworker cohorts.
They came, and I served them a delicious, robust meal. I stayed busy refilling decanters and wine glasses. None of them noticed I only picked from certain dishes. They complimented my steak, and asked what it was. I grinned, nonchalantly stroking my cunt under the table in a moment of rest, as I chuckled, “Goat. It’s young goat.” They were in awe. And then, the sickness set in as the apple cyanide custard was a sure hit. Cleaning up that evening, I stacked my bonfire high, cumming in front of the flames as I praised Baphomet.

Cannibalistic Torture

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The knife was whispering across his skin as he begged me not to hurt him. I laughed quietly, knowing that was all that he would know from now on. Running the blade gently, I drew tiny streaks of blood. He would not stop whining, so I dragged the knife down towards his cock. He was uncut, and although I prefer uncircumcised cocks, this one was getting on my nerves. I grabbed a handful of his cock, and slid the knife right through it at the base. He screamed, so I shoved that detached cock right in his open mouth. “Here’s your circumcision, bitch.” I laughed cruelly.

I spent hours skinning him after I cauterized his bleeding little stump. I really love the way his eyes pleaded with me first for release, then for mercy, and then for death. I would give him one of those, and he and I both knew which one it would be. It was a slow death for him, skinning him alive and rubbing sultry, salty seasonings into his flesh. I intended to roast this one; he had good muscle with just enough fat to be absolutely delicious. I know how to slowly roast, to keep them alive for as long as possible as the meat cooks. The fear gives the flesh such a fantastic flavoring, I can’t even begin to describe it. 

I took my time, flayed him good and seasoned him right. He was going to be a delicious treat. I tied his hands behind his back, and bound him tightly to the large, wooden stake. I would be roasting him over open flames! The smoke, of course, was going to fill up the neighborhood. Everyone would wonder what smelled so fucking good; it’s your piggy chief of police honey. Come over and grab a bite!

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Snuff Sex The Nanny Cam Killers

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I had one of my favorite clients come at me with his need of better prey. And since the pandemic killed most of his ways we had to be innovative. I’m a geek, and so are some of my friends. They have been having a good time hacking home security systems and having a blast. I suggested to mess with hacking into some of these nanny cams and see what fun we could have. I became fixated on watching them. I then started finding ways of obtaining the addresses or locations of these cams and started to stalk them. Nothing passes time better than some voyeurism and stalking. So, when -we’ll just call him Bart- came to me with a real need I had the best prey for him. I dialed up her cam and showed him this piece of teen ass. He sprung and got so worked up. He pays me great and has a nice cock. I didn’t mind getting drilled by him as he watched this little slut. I told him my plan as he plowed me and he came so hard as I spoke of slitting her neck as he pump his load in her. It’s a bloody mess when you submit to such fantastic snuff fantasies and I will help with your ride.

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Dinner Date Dine and Slash

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It was a Dine and Slash kind of Holiday. I had a dinner date with an old friend for Thanksgiving. It was with his family. I really don’t get along with the suburbia family fuck feasts of annoyances. I hate family, and why I killed off my own eons ago. We don’t talk about the ‘rents. I did not kill my sister though but she is out of the country. I have just broken up with my boyfriend and this old friend stopped by. WE had some good times in school ducking classes, smoking pot, dropping acid and creating havoc. We always snuck out at night to cause more havoc and play in the cemetery. It was with him that I dug my first fresh corpse up to fuck. But that was years ago.

He is a very gay sadistic. We have so much fun together. He invited me to his lovers family home so we can create our old school kind of fun… His lover would not be there. In fact we weren’t exactly invited. He was sick of the fucking wanks always upsetting his lover with their overly narrow and religious views. We showed up as though we were old friends and pushed our way in the home. The feast was great, we helped ourselves as the family was detained and forced to watch us enjoy their feast. The wine flowed but so did the blood. Carving knives are wonderful for carving more than a turkey. I rather enjoyed slicing up some human. I slit throats, arteries and cocks. We really enjoyed it and I enjoyed fucking the father. He was a minister and I have a very unholy affliction for priests. I fucked his throbbing cock before the slashing began. My friend fucked their turkey full of spunk. We cut the holy mans prick off and prepared it in some oil and garlic and enjoyed sharing it before dousing the home in fire and dashing on down the road, covered in blood.

 

Turducken Made with Your and Your Familys Flesh

cannibalism phone sex Cannibalism for thanksgiving what a great fucking end to the trash Fire 2020 has been.

One thing is for sure I can get you off by killing you and cooking your flesh! I love the taste of blood on a nice cool crisp fall day! Imagine coming to my lair and being beaten with a cat of nine tails so I can tear your flesh while tenderizing you.

Oh, look hanging beside you. Your wife and daughter naked and scared hoping daddy can save them. But Baby I am making Turducken with all three of you. My fire is blazing and my taste for blood can’t be satisfied. I have an army of homeless to feed.

They are waiting for the main course. I am going to ripe you all raw and stuff your daughter back in your wife’s womb and then stuff both of them up your ass! My fire will roast you and I will eat your head and dick and balls with my boyfriend and Father.

We will say thanks to the dark lord for all the victims we have had this year. You should feel good about everything.

Your flesh is going to be enjoyed by starving people! Hot crisp charred flesh. They are so hungry they don’t care they eat your family’s flesh!killer phone sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving

cannibalism phone sexI have a secluded cabin in the woods for cannibalism phone sex. Think Wrong Turn sans the inbred rural hillbillies. Every Thanksgiving, I host a special Thanksgiving dinner there. It is just me and several special friends who share my preference for human flesh. I have had a girl in the basement seasoning for a week. When you find the right meal, you grab her. When pretty coeds go missing around my parts, no one finds the remains. Authorities think the girls ran off with a boyfriend or got kidnapped for the sex trade. They never suspect cannibalism because that shit only happens in the movies, right? I entertained a couple this weekend at the cabin for an early Thanksgiving meal. A couple paid me handsomely to taste human flesh. They knew my reputation for girl meat. I eat men too, but girl meat is that tender white meat that makes a succulent meal. My dinner meal had natural hair; natural boobs; she was in good shape with a little meat on her ass and thighs. She had no tattoos and did not appear to tan. Plus, she was under 30 which means she will taste delicious. I like to have my guests help in the meal preparation. Our meal was out of the basement, naked and strapped to a picnic table. Dinner was freshly washed too. Our meal just needed seasoned, tenderized and cooked. We seasoned her with a paprika, pepper, pineapple marinade. When you combine the three ingredients over an open flame, you get a smoky, sweet flavor. This special seasoning absorbs into the skin well when grilled over an open fire. An apple in the mouth, even marinade all over the body and a large shish kabob pole through the meat to tun it evenly and you have a perfect Thanksgiving meal.  Smelling her flesh as she grilled was intoxicating. Our meal was once a 5’6 140-pound girl, so there were plenty of leftovers. I carved the remaining meat off the bones and sent them home some leftovers. I have another girl on ice downstairs for Thursday if you want to join me for a meal to die for.

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