Category: Cannibalism phone sex

My Snuff Movies Are not PC

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My snuff movies have never been politically correct. If you need me to stalk two little negro girls in braids and sweet little ghetto asses, I am so motherfucking down to fuck up some little black pieces of ass.

In front of the camera they will be splayed out and on display for the film rolling to catch all the obscene footage! Look at them so dark and looking like a fucking steak to me. I love when a big racist white man has me gather some sweet little black youngins for him to destroy with his big cock. It was easy enough.

Cheap babysitting gigs on the lower east side. Drop off at a rented apartment never to be seen again. Because we are going to kill these two little bitches and humiliate them in front of a live broadcasting audience.

Dark meat is what’s for dinner! Make sure you marinate tight little fuck holes with blood and lots of cum! I might like human flesh but black girls need more spices!

Come and take a very dark walk with your snuff phone sex whore Jezabel!

An Evil Night Together

It was an Evil night together and the best Evil phone sex date night I’ve had in awhile. He was some geeky old man in his 50’s. I played him with the whole sugar baby thing. I got his money, some expensive shit and his balls. Buster got his Italian sausage. It was no kielbasa for sure small fucking pecker was a snack for my big bad boy. I laughed at him as he was so very much enjoying my wet tight young pussy on his dick. I blew him and rode him and gave him the final pleasure he paid for. But the biggest pleasure was me severing his prick with my cunt. Squeezing and clamping down on it. I love being able to practice this technique I have been training on. I slid off and took my big castration tool and snipped them balls as I pushed his severed fuck rod from my cunt. I tossed it to my buddy while the balls got added to my collection in a jar of preservative. I love a good sugar baby date night.

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Castration Phone Sex Spell

castration phone sexThanksgiving is approaching and I have castration phone sex on the mind. Did you know that in many cultures of the past, women derived strength from eating a man’s testicles? Witches routinely castrated men and often took the whole kit and caboodle. They casts spells and sucked the souls out of men using their own manhood against them. How amazing is that? I practice black magic sometimes. Too often, however, I lack the patience. I need to kill because it is quicker and more gratifying. We all have a bunch of extra time on our hands right now. While some women are cleaning their homes, I am casting spells. I am working on one that will stop my aging process. It requires the testicles of 4 men and the penis of one very virile man. Taking the balls of 4 losers was not hard. I made a weekend out of it. For right now, the bars are still open, but they are about to be shut back down, so I had to act quickly. I took out two Thursday and two Friday. Easy too. All four losers thought I was into them and would spread my legs for them. Sometimes, I wish my pussy had teeth because it would be so much fun to see the look on a man’s face when my cunt bite off his dick like a shark attack. That would be the ultimate snuff sex. I drugged all four guys to make it easier to overpower them. Put each one in my castration chair and cut off their useless balls.  I have gotten better over the years at preventing infection and blood loss in my victims. I had to be careful because this spell requires the losers to live to work. The spell is not about them like many spells. I just needed their balls. I have had to do some heavy duty cleaning afterwards. I mean, I cannot get a damn virus and they cannot get one either before my spell is cast. I have four sets of testicles on ice until I capture that one virile man whose penis will be the main ingredient to the spell that will freeze me in time. Maybe that is you?

Gobble, Gobble

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This weekend was our dry run for Thanksgiving. I served up useless bitch two different ways to see which was preferred. Most enjoyed the over roasted but my taste was more for the deep fried. I really enjoyed the crispy crunch of her flawless skin, the juices running down my chin from inside and the taste was amazing. You see, she was this whiny little shit named Marley from next door that I got tired of and decided to end her existence. She fought hard but I fought dirtier. I knocked her stupid ass out with some chloroform, hung her on the rack like an animal, and then started sectioning her out while she was still alive. I cut her arms and legs off first and wrapped them for the freezer. She was barely hanging on at that point so I cut off both of tits. She died watching me toss her tits to the ground like they were nothing. After that I gutted the bitch and then cut the head off. My dogs got a special treat that night-roasted bitch head complete with an apple shoved in her not-so-loud-now mouth. For treats I made intestine cookies for them. I cooked up the thigh sections tonight but I think for Thanksgiving day I will cook up the torso complete with stuffing in her cunt. I can’t wait to carve that bitch up and serve her to my family and friends! Yum!

Full Moon Abduction

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My Halloween was anything but boring. It was a Full Moon, a Blue Moon even. I was attending a Master’s Private Ball. They all wore plague masks and beautiful gowns on the women and the man all wore tailored tuxedos. The Slaves, like me only wore the jewels we earned from our Masters. They were determined by our level and length of time in servitude to our accomplished loaded Master’s. Some that were owned by the prestigious Black master’s had many sapphire’s with their diamonds and ruby’s. This was earned by taking many big black cocks in one evening the winner got a sapphire at the end of the gangbang rape porn shooting. I was envious. I wanted to be owned by a black Master and get gaped into such a mess filled with the stinging salty cum of so many big nigger cocks. My goal that night was to make myself wanted by one of the Black Master’s to the point where he negotiated the ownership of me. I was trying so hard to suck as many of the BBC as I could get and get that recognition. My Master was getting irritated with me, as I hoped for. I had no idea what was going on when I was given a sheer white gown and my lock removed. He told me to leave. I was shoved out the door and told to start walking. The house was surrounded by forest. I was only lucky in that there was a Full Moon. I just wandered aimlessly for a few moments. I started hearing scuffling in the woods and got frightened. I froze and looked around. The moon was covered by the thick tree mass. I felt a hand on my mouth and passed out. What followed was the perfect ending of any snuff phone sex call ever. Abducted by the Black Master’s men and taken to a clearing in the woods where I was the gangbang Queen of BBC ass and pussy gaping festivities. I got my wish.

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Cum while you Burn

If I let you, I want ruin your orgasm as you Die. Your last cum will be in a blaze. You will wake up in hell and it will never end!

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That should all you need to know for my castration phone sex. But you’re a bitch boy. You always need more. So for your pathetic ass I will include a few details of how I want to destroy your cock and balls and your complete body. 

Hanging by a meat hook in the cold strategy room of my torture facilities you awake. Your blurry eyes see me and confusion fades. In my hand is a ribbed large sound bar. I smile as you realize you are butt ass naked. The tools in the metal tray beside me catch your eye, and you fucking smile. You love pain! You’re a sick Masochistic aren’t you. I follow you on a pain website I have seen your ball torture. It impresses me and makes me wet as I take you sweet baby boy dick and begin working my heated sound bar in your piss hole! 

The carpet needles are next to thread your balls with steel wire. You’re screaming in pain. But I don’t fucking care. You still find pleasure in the pain as my steer castration emasculator grabbed and pulled those hamburger balls down before I asked you if you want to cum on Last time? You say no, But I have better plans as I toss the gasoline on you and flick my zippo open. You cum as the pain gives you the last does of pleasure to your brain. I clip your balls in the flicks of fire lapping your body. 

BYE bitch boy!

I get off on torture sex! 

Snuff Sex for our Candy Dish Brats

snuff sexI am a huntress of playgrounds and parks. And sometimes snuff sex makes you hunt in the early evenings. It’s like a candy dish for delectable young ones All Hallows eve was no different than any year prior for this cannibalistic whore. There is only one thing those rugrats are good for. In your van we stalk our prey. Two little ones dressed as witches on their merry way to the church trunk or treat.  Your cock grows harder in my hands… I know these are the two I will pounce on! No adult in sight… They are laughing as I get out and point to the church.

They won’t be laughing but screaming in pain soon! If you want to know if I know my shit.. Look up Daisy’s destruction…I know what I like and you do to you sick bastard!

 I tell them that someone is snatching all the little girls and they have to come with me right now. I will bring them to the police officer at the end of the block. Of course they have heard about the abductions happening all over town. Stupid brats, when they begin screaming i duct tape them and cut clothes off so you can watch me molest And now they are victims 6 and 7 and we head down to the old mansion where we will slice them up after I let your P-cock have its way with them. Have a piece of soft and sweet candy to satisfy our sweet tooth.

I might rub my cunt on those faces and piss all over them before I rip these soft sweet necks apart with my teeth! Let me eat them while they are still kicking, its the best flavor! Bloody cunny, a big P-cock and A depraved cannibal, no better way to ring in cannibalism phone sex November!

Marley pieces

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Mutilation phone sex makes me go to pieces! Today they found what was left of my body. I was found in a drainage ditch a short drive from my home. They found my head which had been severed by a piano wire, most of my torso which had bite marks in it, and one of my hands. From what they could see I had been beaten before being dumped on the side of the road. What they don’t know is how it happened. You see I met a guy online who promised to fulfill every fantasy that I had ever had. We had talked about my depression and how I ultimately kill myself but that I would like to enjoy it. He agreed and so we met at a cabin in the woods. He took this last picture of me and then we began. He tied my arms up above my head, tied my legs up behind me and put a gag in my mouth. He then lowered the ropes enough that he could fuck me from behind. But before that happened he used my body like a punching bag. There was’t even a spot that didn’t have bruises on it. While I was crying and going in and out of consciousness he took a couple of big bites out of my torso, he looked up at me grinning with my blood and flesh running down his chin. He then removed my gag and got behind me. My pussy was wet already so he slid his cock into me and started fucking me by holding onto my hips so I didn’t swing away from him. After a few strokes he pulled a piece of piano wire from his pocket and wrapped it around my throat. He used that to hold my body in place while he both strangled and fucked me. I could feel the wire cutting into me but I tried to concentrate on the fucking I was getting. I started choking and he leaned down and said this is it I can’t wait to hear you take your last breath. All I could see was stars and then it all went black. He finished the job by completely removing my head from my body, then using the same wire to slice through my hands and feet. He then gave my cold lips a deep kiss and dumped my body into the ditch. It was exactly how I wanted to go but wish that the animals had done a better job of taking off with the rest of my body.  

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Evil phone sex can be so satifying. Especially if you are scared of a household appliance. A trivial thing that can turn into your worst nightmare! An ordinary Vacuum cleaner can be your enemy under my hands. The best thing when you’re dealing with an evil Mistress is to get your fears on the table. Poor little Patrick never should have asked me if I thought vacuum cleaners were evil. I knew I had him and demanded he call me. I had a little question for him. I wondered if all other sucking devices could cause him the same kind of fright. He admitted he had a breast pump his last Mistress had made him use. Now that that was attached we would keep turning it higher so it could get him cum out. snuff movies

Patrick turned into a scared little boy. He didn’t want to say any bad words, and I heard the trembling in his voice as we described evil vacuum cleaners sucking up girls and boys. It was quite dreadful to him. I wanted to make Patrick and his little sister the star of snuff movies. The type where giant vacuums sucked them up and crunched their little bones. I heard him scream and I knew that breast pump had gotten his first load. Now I demanded high power so that pump could suck him like that huge vacuum cleaner was going to suck him up. The most trembling orgasms come from deep seated fear and I wish to exploit them all!snuff phone sex

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasy

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He called me with a highly creative cannibalism phone sex fantasy. I must admit, I am sick like Jeffry Dahmer, but I do not eat my victims to get rid of the evidence. There is sick then there is SICK. I have devoured my shared of testicles, however. Rocky mountain oysters are delicious when prepared right. Eating men’s severed balls is like eating a man’s soul. This fantasy was intricate, creative and hot. Me and a few hot girlfriends pick up a wayfaring stranger traveling through our small community. He has no clue that when three hot Goth chicks invite him to dinner, that he would be the main course. He had no clue he was in the one county in the world where cannibalism is legal and encouraged. I gave my dinner guest a spiked glass of wine. It had a little bit of puffer fish extract in it. Just enough to dull the pain receptors in his body. He could not move much, but his brain function was fine. He thought he was drunk. My sexy bitches and I oiled him up with butter and garlic sauce. He thought it was some sort of love potion. A good meal is all in the preparation. You need to season the flesh evenly to make it taste the best. He did not get a clue until he was strapped to a spear and dangling over an open fire. He was a slow cook. He could not feel his flesh burning, but he could smell it. We roasted him like a pig. He would be more valuable in death than life. Once he was fully cooked, we cut up his body separating the organ meat from the limbs. We feasted on the cock and balls for dessert. Eating some of his liver and his heart first before dining on some thigh meat as part of our cannibalistic ritual. It was a hot fantasy phone sex call that left me hungry for more.