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Daddy’s Little Helper

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Daddy knows I’ll do anything for him. So it was natural that he asked me to be his helper for his newest obsession. He picks me up from cheer practice and we cruise around in the van looking for victims. Daddy never really spends quality time with me and I especially like this new game because it gives me a little bit of a break from being his punching bag.

He especially loves girls my age and so we have been hitting the mall lately. I lie and tell them my daddy is a photographer looking for fresh faces and we con them into going for a ride. Next thing they know, they are being chloroformed and tied up in the back of daddy’s van. We take lots of pictures of them so I guess daddy being a photographer isn’t a total lie. But anyway, I really like it when they cry and beg. Daddy has me gag them with my cunt- “climb on top of their face, baby”, he says sweetly to me. I put my bald went cunt right on their faces, fix my knees down on their arms and let daddy do his thing! Daddy really loves it when I make our victims drink my piss. He orders me to pee right down their throat just as he is about to fill up a struggling bald cunny. Watching those little legs trying to fight my big mean daddy off is just such a thrill!

After we’re done we start having to figure out what to do with our leftovers. Did you have any ideas?

 

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cannibalism phone sexI just found the perfect cannibalism phone sex specimen for us. I knew when I saw her that she fit all of your requirements for fine dining. With her fresh, wholesome looks, plump thighs, perfect rump roast ass, and thighs that would make Colonel Sanders smile, all I could think was Grade A Prime meat.

She would be easy pickings. Her name is Kali. She lives with her violent, drunk daddy. She is so poor and has basically nothing. It would be easy to make her my new friend and gain her trust. Maybe take her to the spa so that our prep work is so much easier. All nice and smooth and hairless. No one would miss her when she disappeared. Her daddy would just think she ran off with some guy.  No one would know that she went out to dinner and never came back. Poor Kali.

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I have some great new recipe ideas for this Kali. Cajun chef, Justin Wilson, who also had a great sense of humor, intrigues me. He’s dead now but he would’ve loved our style. Listen to this:  “Stir the garlic, horseradish, hot pepper sauce, thyme, salt, pepper, Cajun seasoning, olive oil, and malt vinegar together in a bowl until thoroughly blended. Pierce the beef roast all over with a meat fork. Douse with the mixture. Place the roast in a large, resealable plastic bag.”  Mmmmmm, how perfect does that sound? Maybe even shove a link of andouille sausage in those crevices. We can hear her beg while she marinates. Oh, and it gets better.

After we let her marinate for several hours, while drinking a glass of wine and saying our goodbyes, it’s time for your special magic. We’ll sear her on both sides over high heat. Then reduce the heat and let her slow roast until her internal temperature is 145 degrees. By then, her skin has crisped to a golden brown and the drip pan is overflowing with delicious au juice, enhanced with a shot of your “special sauce.”

Hand me a crispy finger, please.  You know it’s my favorite part.  I was thinking that we could use the leftover organs to make some boudin or how about some Kali étouffée for later. I know you hate to waste a single morsel.

Thank you for your sacrifice, little Kali. You fought like a champ but our hunger was stronger.

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Through the Meat Grinder

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Captured by cannibals, I squealed like a pig from fear. Rattling against the cage they had locked me in, I tried with all my might to loosen the door, but it wouldn’t budge. My wrists were in shackles, chained together. I was in a cold, damp basement. Shivering, I cowered as a tall, scary looking man thundered his way up to my cage. Unlocking the door, he dragged me out by the shackles. I kicked and screamed as he took into a colder room with the terrifying sounds from the largest meat grinder I had ever seen in my life. The gears and blades spun at bone crushing speeds that would tear to shreds in an instant. Horrified, I kicked and tried to fight back, giving it everything I had, but it wasn’t enough. He took the chain connected the shackles and hung it on a hook suspended from the ceiling. It was only just low enough that I could barely stand on my tippy toes. Walking over to the controls, he moved some levers, causing the hook to be lifted into the air, taking me right off my feet. The hook repositioned directly over the spinning blades as I frantically tried to swing away from my impending death. Slowly, I was lowered down into the machine, feet first. The pain of my feet being crushed off was overwhelming. Although the grinder could have made mincemeat of me in seconds, he lowered me in slowly, getting off from watching me scream in pain as I felt bits of my bone and flesh being torn off from my body. I lost consciousness right before I died of blood loss and shock. Damn, he better have made one fucking good burger out of me.

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snuff pornSnuff porn Memorial Day weekend best describes my holiday weekend. I have a certain craving for BBQ. A special kind of BBQ if you know what I mean. The summer season is upon us. That means young girls are going about town scantily clad and drinking way too much. I am a cannibal of opportunity. This weekend, I paid attention to where the backyard barbeques were and did what any hungry bitch does, I stalked my future meal. Kind of fitting that I nabbed this chunky coed coming out of a pig roast drunk as a skunk. I like them with meat on their bones. Skinny girls don’t taste as good. This little piggy was perfect. I guessed she was about 5’3 and 160 lbs. When I got her home, I was right on the height, and only off by 3 pounds. I’ve been stalking my dinner for years now, so I’m very good. Usually, I chloroform my future meals, but she was so drunk, I didn’t need too.

cannibalism phone sexShe was perfect. No hair dyes, no piercings or tattoos, no fake boobs and no botox. I didn’t need to fatten her up either. This was my best find to date. I mean she was ready to cook as is, which is rare. I decided to boil her instead of cooking or roasting her. Makes for a more tender, succulent meal that way. I chopped up a variety of garden vegetables, tossed in some cumin and other spices, and let it simmer while I buttered her up. I mean literally buttered her up. I melted a couple pounds of butter, mixed it with some scallions and basted her body like a Butterball turkey. I infused her with water to wash out the booze. I let the butter seep into her skin while she detoxed, then put her in the boiling pot. Takes about 8 hours to boil a chunky coed. I am patient. Plus, I love the smell of boiling girl that permeates through my home. She smelled almost as good as she tasted….

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Meeting The Neighborhood Cannibal

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Everyone in the neighborhood says you like to eat people but I didn’t believe them. You’ve only ever been very nice and friendly toward me so I just tossed it up to being a local urban legend. Obviously those were just made up stories to keep young ones out of your unfamiliar reach or lies made up by the older boys to get the little ones all worked up- no way it could be true!

I was walking past your house and you were outside doing some yard work. Me being overly friendly by nature and genuinely curious, I saw a chance to get to know you and to finally settle all those rumors as being untrue. Your body language read as excited- having this cute young piece of sweet meat wander up into your space. You invite me inside with promises of lemonade and cookies. We sit down and you begin telling me more about yourself. I started feeling a tired and lightheaded, probably from the heat. You offer your sofa to me for a rest and I fell asleep quickly without a single problem.

I eventually did wake up but I was paralyzed and gagged- tied down to the kitchen table which was dressed with one single place setting. You walk in and run down the way this evening is going to play out. You are going to eat me. Raw at first, to help you figure out the best way to season my flesh. I have tears rolling down my cheeks and you gently shush me, running a sharp knife along the inside of my thighs. You then tell me that I am going to go back to sleep for a long time now and that you don’t like the way shock and pain tastes. You inject me with some medication and the whole world goes dark.

While I am unconscious you begin cutting sample pieces off of different parts of my soft teeny body. Trying the individual cuts first helps you determine exactly how you want to cook me, if at all. After making a few decisions on which direction to take your meal this evening, you pull out a dusty copy of some  Mastering the Art of French Cooking, Volume 1. Flipping through you find yourself salivating over the recipe for Gigot a la Moutarde- leg of lamb with mustard.

You remove my leg with a large butcher saw while I am still breathing. Then clean and shave my fresh- preparing it for seasoning. You rub 1/2 cup Dijon mustard, soy sauce, rosemary, garlic and your finest cold press olive oil over my limb in a large roasting pan. Cooking one side for 30 minutes and the other for roughly 20 more. Finally pulling the beautiful roast from the oven, it smells delicious! You sit back down at the table, pour yourself a glass of Merlot. Taking tongs and knife to pick out a selection from your masterpiece. Placing it on your plate and taking your time savoring each bite.

 

My young flesh is so tender-  What are you going to make out of the rest of me?

 

Week IV of Seven Deadly Sins : Pride

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My guy and I went all out this week when it comes to the next of the seven deadly sins. We grabbed someone rather well known or even more well-known these days, it’ll be hard to trump this victim.

We made it short and simple. My guy has nothing but disgust with the person we had. He wouldn’t stop talking and wouldn’t stop trying to push is so called weight around. My guy doesn’t care about money or power or position like our victim. My guy likes victims who have a lot to lose, but never think about others only themselves.

We didn’t give this guy much choice, only two. Get scalped and have his head dipped in a solution that will make his skin continuously develop boils and pus oozing forever. Or…get your cock cut off.

My guy told me to start jerking this piece of shit off. He was so smug he even thought to talk dirty to me as if he wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous situation. The victim reached his hand over and grabbed my pussy, I just smiled because I knew what was about to happen, but he actually thought it was foreplay. I’m jerking and jerking and he is getting close to cumming and being pretty loud about it. Just as he is just on the verge, my guy hands me a super sharp pair of scissors and orders me to cut his cock off. I held it upright and in one clean severing motion I hacked it off. If you could have heard it, it was pure joy. I’m not sure the victim knew what had happened, adrenaline from being close to orgasm. Of course, that wore off pretty quickly when I dangled his dismembered member in front of his face. I turned and looked at my guy and asked why we gave him choices. “Let’s just see what happens when we show the world this dickless wonder babe.” He said. We both laughed while we poured cauterizing agent on the end of this assholes nub…not that it was that big, to begin with. We sold the pictures and video to the highest bidders. We sold his cock on eBay. And we donated half to animal shelters across the country and the other half to veterans.

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Your snuff sex fantasies are about to fucking come true. My filthy deviant needs are to take what you hold fucking dear and you use it to your advantage all the fucking time. Your love of acting out the teen rape porn fantasies have you reaching new levels of depraved wicked sickness. Let me assist and offer you up the castration phone sex you damn well KNOW you need. Hell why don’t I hack that fucking ego of a cock off and feed it to you with my special way of preparing it in cannibalism phone sex.

As you bleed out and fall into shock I will fry your cock up with avocado oil, garlic, some herbs de provence herbs and get it nice and tender with a squeeze of your ball sack and some lemon to really make it a fine delicacy. The evil I have lurking inside me smiles as I cut into the tender meat of your dick with my fork I feed you your own tasty penis bite by delicate bite. You will eat, and to wash it down I will stand over you with a dental device to hold your mouth open as you sway between consciousness and unconsciousness I will piss down your pathetic loser throat laughing my evil laugh. You won’t live so don’t even worry. 

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Cannibalism Phone Sex: Succulent Flesh Pie

He had a distinct desire and the normal way I get used and destroyed just wasn’t up to snuff for him as he had a different kind of hunger for cannibalism phone sex. The idea of sweet succulent pink clits and circles of nipple flesh severed from small virginal bodies was the only way he was going to quench his hunger. I accompanied him on a kidnapping phone sex spree where we took various young prey back to an abandoned asylum and used the equipment and clinical tables for our genital mutilations and nipple severing needs. An old rusty scalpel to start the incision I was forced to watch and collect the pieces of vagina as my owner sliced away. As the collection grew and the virginal prey bled out I was to sautee the vaginal meat in some oil with some white wine and oregano. Once we had about 24 vaginas and 48 nipples I prepared the crust for our meat pies. I was going to be forced to eat one of them also as he watched me devour my pussy meat pie he played ass rape porn and analy fucked me and as he was ready to cum took a big bite of virgin flesh and exploded as the succulent meat juices poured down his gullet.

 

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Accomplice Phone Sex w/ Evil Goddess Gray

Your Evil Goddess of accomplice phone sex loves when you grovel at my feet begging for my attention. You beg me to use you and your petty little mind fails to understand that you will NOT survive my attention. As a sadistic phone sex seductress it is imperative that I get off on the torment of useless men.

Feeling sorry for your pathetic ass I decided to be humored by your presence and demanded that you undress for me. I needed to see if you were worthy in other ways… unfortunately, you are not. I barely was able to contain myself in my laughter when I saw that your fucking male member was as useless as you and immediately took a butcher knife to it. Your horror and shock turned me on so fucking much but not nearly as much as your screams and the blood. Oh the Blood! I was ecstatic in how fucking much a lacerated penis can bleed and lapped up that deep red sustenance that fuels my need to fuck.

Sadly, you bleed out and lose consciousness as I tried to force you to watch as my big beastly monster with a massive 16″ cock is fucking my cunt into pure ecstasy. My beast eats severed cocks like a delicacy as it truly is a total aphrodisiac for him, and in turn I get the kind of fucking I need to fuel my evil ways. His demon seed pours inside of me empowering me with it’s magical essence, it is my addiction.

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Seven Deadly Sins Week Two Greed

 

On week two of our 7 deadly sins journey we are going to take a look at Greed. This week my new guy has picked someone from his past, and this one must have really pissed him off.

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They met at a gas station, a meet cute type of thing, they were instantly attracted, she had just moved here. He took her to his home and of course one thing lead to another and they were fucking. My guy has a lot of fucked up things he wants to do but I have to say he is an excellent fuck, he always makes sure I get off first and sometimes second before he is thinking about himself. At least that is how he is with me. This bitch, he made her cum, squirt even while he licked, finger fucked and eventually fucked her with his cock. He said she came several times that he could tell. As he started to get close to cumming and needed to pound the fuck out of her pussy, she got up as if to change positions, but started getting dressed. He said he lay there looking at her completely confused. He said she told him she came and that was all she wanted. I’m pretty sure that would piss off any guy! He had heard her name in his social circles as she became friendlier with the neighborhood. People, the men, were talking about some greedy bitch; she gets off, sometimes repeatedly then suddenly gets dressed and leaves. He thought this bitch needs a lesson. So begins week two…Greed.