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      Snuff porn would lead to my death I always knew that. It seemed your gang had practiced for days what would happen to me in the end and now it was time. My flesh hung from the noose like paper and the cum in my hair was rotten and dirty. I had played the game so well but not quite well enough for you and now it was time for the lesson to be learned…

     I had been a bad little cum slut!.. Grabbing me  by my neck and pulling me to the floor I knew the game had begun. I saw the others behind you laughing. I bragged about how I could handle anything you dished out at me. I wanted to be your filthy nigger whore and I wanted to survive your initiation clause. You told me it would be over soon and I would be free. But bitches don’t get time served in hell. I saw the pins, needles, and drill bit on the table and knew you had come to play for keeps. I was going to die. Perhaps you would take the nail gun and crush my skull first, but I was sure you would take the ice pick and drive it in my pussy first.

     My blood would ooze on to the table and you would stick your cock in my ass and pull my hair so hard it would rip from my scalp. But before that even happened , I was sure you would take the gun and pistol whip me for trying to run away. I was a  back   stabbing pain slut that crossed the line. I had to be taught a lesson. So what if I were left for dead? You would piss on me and shit that was the least of the game. The true torture would be in how you planned to kill me. Would it last for days, for weeks, for months? I would look back at my swollen tits and ass and know you were not a person to fuck with. I was that filthy nigger whore that deserved to be dealt with this way! You liked to see me bleed, your gut told you I was a snitch,  for that the price would be my life! I tried to blink the blood out of my eyes as gags of cum were sprayed on my face. But there was no mercy, there was no prayer, there would be no end for this bitch!

Venus’s Backyard BBQ Secrets

accomplice phone sex kinfe playThis is my favorite time of the year. Why? Because it’s BBQ season. I spend the winter capturing fine specimens that I cage and feed, so I may feast on them in May, national BBQ month. You have not had  truly down home cooking  until you have attended one of my backyard barbecues, which I have daily in May for very special guests. I serve only the finest meat around. The key to a good barbecue is preparation and patience. I have many recipes and I like to share my secrets.

On today’s menu. Pineapple Penny Pig Roast. First, you need a stupid drunk coed who can’t find her way home. Luckily, they are everywhere. Then you need to have  a doctor check her out, make sure she is healthy, in good shape, free from disease. More often than not you will need to fatten her up. Why do young girls think they can live on carrots and beer? I am fond of high caloric protein shakes daily for months. Can easily add 25 yummy pounds to any pig. A key component to preparation is restoring the body back to its natural state. Cut out silicon breasts. Remove the chemicals and dyes from hair.  Bathe pig daily in a sugar scrub to sweeten and soften her skin. Takes time to prepare a pig for a BBQ, so be patient.

cannibaism phone sex killer sex A few days before the BBQ, the entire pig must be marinated or brined  or certain parts will taste rather bland. I am particularly fond of brining.  A nice apple cider brine enhances pork’s natural flavor. To add even more flavor, you can add an abundance of herbs, onions, pineapple, oranges even hot peppers to the brine solution. I brine my pigs for at least 24 hour. My entire house smells delicious right now. I spent last night injecting the thickest parts of Penny’s meat like the rump and the thighs with my brine solution to insure my guests get flavored meat on more than just the surface cuts. Even the deepest cuts of flesh will taste yummy if you follow my suggestions. Some guests just love to devour flavor infused internal organs, so do not just baste the outside. Make sure you inject the brine or marinade into the thickest parts of meat for the best all around flavoring.

I take pride in my BBQ meat. I don’t just slap some meat on a stick and call it a day. Once my piggy is brined or marinated well, I pay careful attention to trussing. Proper trussing of the  pig to the rotisserie spit is the key to perfectly cooked meat.  My pigs are fairly large, so the spit needs to go between the thighs, along the inside of the body, just under the spine and out through the mouth. Since the spit is not impaling the meat down the center, it is not necessarily secured to the spit. To prevent flesh from falling off the bone into the fire, heavy duty kitchen twine can be used to secure the spine to the spit about every  6 inches along the length of the meat. The hips, thighs and legs should be trussed securely to hold them tight against each other and the spit. Repeat this procedure for the head and shoulders. Wiggle room in your pig is bad. You want the body to be one with the spit, so when turning it over the open flame, all the flesh cooks evenly.

killer phone sex cannibal pornYou cannot rush the cooking of your pig. I am fond of an open fire pit, about 250 degrees, slowly turning for about 24 hours so the skin does not burn or become too tough to chew. For the best results, your pig should be alive while turning her on the rotisserie spit. It’s bonus for you to hear the life cooked out of your pig. Nothing gets me wetter than hearing flesh crackle. and spit while the pig screams in pain. Once your pig is cooked, served it up with some beans and corn bread and you have yourself a yummy backyard BBQ.

Are you a fan of fresh BBQ? Perhaps we can exchange recipes, tricks of the trade, hunting tips…. Maybe we can even have a pig roast together? I find cooking together a sexy bonding experience.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex; Taste of Summer

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Well, it is national BBQ month and that means that Harper’s taste for fleshly goodness is moving to some outdoor cooking. Oh how I long to taste some nice rump cooked over a nice BBQ pit. I went hunting with my favorite cannibal Mr. Closter! He loved to teach me how to hunt and cook our meat with passion and skill and I loved every minute of it. We tracked a couple of girls through the woods for a while. There were by themselves and hiking. We had set some traps up and it did not take long until they found themselves caught in our net. They squealed like little piggies as they were held into the air. Mr. Closter had me approach them with caution. When they saw me they hollered down for me to help them. I released the rope, dropping them to the ground with a big thud. I giggled at their please and reached inside the net to ass’s their fat content. I called to Mr. Closter that they were okay, and he he drove the ATV through and I pulled them out of the net tying them to the back.

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I hopped on the back with Mr. Closter and we drove the fresh meat to our stocked campsite for further inspection. I pulled them off with his help. They were hog tied and heavy. One was thicker than the other so we decided to prep her now and save the other tasty treat. I tied her up in the tree and let her hang there gagged. She cried tears running up her forehead. Going back to the other girl, I began to cut off her clothes. Mr. Closter gave me a nod and I knew she was perfect. She cried through her gag, tears streaming down her face. I smelled close to her body, she reeked of insect repellant. I asked him to hand me a couple gallons of water and a bucket so that I could rinse my rag clean and began to scrub her. She smelled so bad. I was taking a considerable amount of elbow grease to clean her so Mr. Closter cut down her friend and shoved her my way. I explained unless she wanted to be first she had better help me. That poor sniffling bitch was lazy as fuck though. Mr. Closter decided that she need to a good brutal raping since she was not doing what she was told.

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I giggled as she whimpered and screamed. Not wanting to bother him I got up and grabbed the olive oil from his back pack and brought it back over to my pesticide free prime meat. I began to rub down her body. I poured the oil over her and rubbed over her tits and into every clevis and fat roll massaging her well. Once Mr. Closter was done her tied the other girl back up and informed me he was feeding the fire under our grill. Once she was fully she was hog tied with her hands and feet behind her back. The two of us lifted her onto the grates. Mr. Closter reached over and pulled out her gag and she let out a quick scream before he shoved an apple in her mouth. She whimpered passed it squealing. You could hear the wood crackling. She tried to fight herself free and I assured her she would pass out soon and she did. I continued to baste her and feed the fire under her. I took one leg and covered her in a BBQ mop I had prepared prior. Mr. Closter did not like sauce because he preferred the natural flavors but I wanted to try it. When she was done we carefully lifter her off and let her cool before serving her up with a lovely salad. MMmm she tasted so yummy. Her friend was so lucid and hungry she ate her right up. When I told her it was her friend she cried and called us monsters. Mr. Closter decided she was very unappreciative and gagged her again while we enjoyed the rest of our meal.

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Babysitter Phone Sex Massacre

Babysitter phone sex massacre is going to be streaming live tonight mother fuckers! Parents won’t even get to leave this time, nope tonight’s episode will feature the parents bound and gagged and forced to watch what will unfold before them. I love my new electric carving knife and I think it’s the perfect tool for tonight. 

First I will pull the parents to the front room and get the twin slut offspring stripped. I will have my gang of big black cocked men come in five insanely hung black guys ready to rip into some sweet pink pussy. That virginal fruit getting violated by huge cock, what a bloody mess it will be! These guys play rough and will force them to take their massive man meat. 

Once the guys take advantage of the slut I will approach them and stab my stiletto into their chest cavities a few times until blood spews. Knowing their chest bone is broken and they bleed out I treat them like dumb chickens and skin them. Right in front of mommy and daddy their sweet darling twins are basted and baked.

My carving knife is coming in handy as I carve the sweet flesh to feed to their parents. Enjoy your daughters as we have enjoyed them.

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We warned you. Told you that you were going to be so addicted that you would never be able to stop. Highly inappropriate addiction at that. It certainly isn’t grown women that make that cock hard, is it? So, here you are, parked in your car. What is it that you are looking at? They certainly aren’t very tall. Don’t you love the way the mommies are all so wrapped up in their phones, tablets, readers, etc? Leaves a whole lot of opportunity for someone like you.

Sitting there in your car. Oh look, that cock is rock hard you pervert. Looking at them in their swimming suits; others in their skirts and short tops. Certainly don’t leave much to the imagination anymore do they, perv? The question is, is this where it’s going to stop? Come on, say yes, try to convince yourself that this is just as far as you sick, pathetic self is going to go.

How far will you go this time? Will you stop or make her see angels? 

Killer Phone Sex Electrocution

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     Killer phone sex games were fun as long as you understand the rules. He said it was harmless just a pointless game that we would play. I didn’t believe it but he had pulled my hairs and singed my skin with that lighter. Now I lay helpless on my back and my eyes were being held open by clamps for the electric shock. He said electrocution wouldn’t hurt that there would no pain. That the high I had was going to go on forever. I was scared but the need to party outweighed my good sense. It wouldn’t last very long it would end and then I could get all the  caviar I needed. He was nice and clean who cared if he put ram rods in my ass or a ball gag in my mouth. It was all a part of the play time and I was really ready for it. The shit in his hand that he was pushing on my tits was going to be ok. I had said it would be ok. Then I felt the first volt. I smelled the remains of my flesh burned from my skin and my tits felt like they were on fire. I was happy wasn’t I? This is what I needed right this agony of torture?

As he grabbed the cowhide whip and thrust it into the air I knew that this game was going to go on for a while but I was happy to receive all he could throw at me wasn’t I? Wasn’t I happy to be cut open and sacrificed for our love game?

 

Cannibalism Phone Sex; New Desires

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I am normally a pretty confident beast when it comes to my killing methods. This time was different, the ritual was different, I was going to be killing not for fun but for sustenance. I had my bag packed with all of the things that he said was essential to this kind of capture; a loaded handgun, a pocketknife, two rolls of duct tape, some heavy duty rope, and a water bottle with dissolved Rohypnol. I changed out of my normal edgy attire into some clothes that I picked up from a store called Hollister. I did my hair up nice so that I could fit in. I went to this party at a sorority house, and kept my eyes open for what I knew I needed to look for. Then I saw her, Annie. She was stumbling around drunk and everyone was shoving her off of them. Some dude shoved her down to the ground where she laid there for a min and everyone laughed before grouping outside for some more fun. I went down to her level and told her I was going to give her a ride home. She said she lived in the dorms which were in walking distance but I insisted on helping. Once she was in the back seat she passed back out. I turned the heat on low to make sure that she stayed that was and called my confidant to let him know I was on my way back to his place with a surprise.

We got back with no problem, I took an extended route with my turns and back roads then necessary, making sure I was not followed. I pulled up to his big scary house and was greeted by him. “She is not waking up anytime soon Sir.” I said as we poked out head inside the opened back door. “Well, we will see about that Harper, let’s go get her showered and measured up.” We each took and arm and drug her over our shoulders into the shower room. “Grab that rope Harper and go ahead and tie her wrist and ankles Harper.” I went ahead and secured her in place. He pulled out his measuring taped and measured her key areas, thighs, hips, waist, arms and breast. I could see him lick his lips, “Yes, yes, that will do quite nicely Harper.”

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He handed me a pair of scissors and I went ahead and began to remove her clothing. “I’m really impressed! And you’re still new to shopping. You did great!” I nodded my head eager to move further in our steps. I went ahead and shaved her as he prepped the shower water to not be too cold. As he spayed her I used a wet wash cloth and began to clean her body free from soap and perfumey residue. He never understood why brats these days wore all that carp, but he did know he did not want to taste it. She began to wake up, really groggy still. He began to question her and prep her for her up and coming roasting. I chuckled as she cried and he condemned her to have more respect for herself, and be proud that she was selected.

We lifted her up and brought her into the kitchen and setting her onto the counter. Rick handed me a bottle of sage, olive oil. I rubbed her down while she continued to cry. He explained to her that a life of art major was such a time consuming downfall into the inevitable downfall and drug overdose. That at least with this her life would be enjoyed and remembered. I finished rubbing her down and then moved to stuffing her. A mix was made when I called and said I was on the way. I shoved it into her both vaginally and anally. It was hard for me to contain my excitement. He let her know that she would be rendered unconscious after inhaling enough smoke and then placed an apple in her mouth. We attached her to the spit pole and brought her to the roasting stations. She tried to wiggle herself free of it but she was now going anywhere. She whimpered and gagged until her head went limp. I turned her on the spit pole making sure to base her with the oil mixture. Once her skin was a golden brown it was time for her to come off and her meat to rest. We sliced her open and had a amazing dinner. Her leftovers were packed and saved and the carcass thrown out to complete the circle of life. Mmmm. I could not wait for my next meal.

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It had to be that night. It had to be at 3:17 am.

She had to be 8 months pregnant.

She had to be tortured for 6 weeks, 6 days, and 6 hours.

The timing needed to be perfect.

I loved watching her big belly contract as I beat her, fucked her and cut her.

After the first 30 minutes of her screaming I had to rub my cunt.

I was so wet that my pussy juice was running down my thighs.

I fucked myself until I squirted all over the pregnant bitch.

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I left her there covered in my cum, tied up and in pain.

I heard her screaming later that night, She said she needed a drink.

Lucky for her I needed to piss.

I climbed up on the bars and pissed over her face.

I was so excited to keep hurting her.

It felt like time passed so fast for us.

It was time to light the fire.

I was so excited to watch her burn.

That little demon inside her is going to boil.

He is going to taste like a yummy tender steak!!

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Club Hematolagnia: Vampires, Blood and Femdom

gothic phone sex vampire fetishWhen this guy asked me to go to this upscale new Goth club with him, I jumped at the chance. Club Hematolagnia is rumored to be highly exclusive with the finest red wine in the world. Plus, my date has the best coke in town. Pretty sure if I fucked him the bathroom, he would give me a few bumps to party with later. I felt out of place. Lots of women with pale complexions like mine, but I was the only redhead. I was also the only female  sub in the club. The club had what appeared to be sex bathrooms.  Huge rooms with a toilet, vanity and bathtubs big enough for two. Dave sent me into one. I saw the douches and enemas lined up on the back of the potties and assumed I was to clean myself out before fucking anyone in the club. The tub I guess was to wash myself up afterwards. Wrong and wrong.

As I was sitting on the toilet cleaning out my dirty fuck holes, a tall dominant woman with jet black hair entered. Perhaps Dave intended on sharing me with another woman. I was down for that. What occurred next, was nothing I could have even imagined. “You smell delicious,” the dark beauty said. She offered me a glass of wine, which made me queasy. The next thing I knew I was naked on the floor covered in blood. I panicked, but I did not appear hurt for once. The mysterious woman was in the tub with my date, Dave, but he did not look conscious. He was slumped over, his wrist hanging over the tub, blood dripping from a huge slash to his artery.

killer phone sex bloodlettingMorticia was masturbating in a tub of blood, my date’s blood, while sipping on wine. It wasn’t wine she was drinking, wasn’t wine I drank either, but blood. Fresh blood. This was no ordinary club, not even a typical sub bar. I was in fetish club, vampire fetish to be exact. She saw the look of horror on my face as I tried to escape. Nowhere to run. The bathroom door was guarded by a huge fellow with a big knife. I was next I thought. My need for coke would finally kill me. “Stop your crying pretty lady,” she said softly. This is a femdom club. We don’t kill pretty ladies, just stupid men.”

fantasy phone sex bloody sexI was not a dominate woman, however. I thought surely she will realize this and kill me.  I was instructed to join her in the blood bath. My date’s obviously drained carcass was removed by the armed guard and tossed on a gurney. I stepped into the tub with trepidation, but the warm sticky liquid that quickly engulfed my body made my pussy wet. I submerged myself in Dave’s blood. I toasted my dark beauty and drank a glass of his blood as an initiation into this exclusive Femdom  goth club. The terms of membership were explained very clearly to me. I must bring one male for feeding to the club per week. I must never reveal the location or specifics of the club. I must consume a glass of blood a day. And, I must serve my new master in whatever way she deems, no matter how dark her request may be. All violations of the rules, punishable by death by bloodletting.

This was a twist. Submissive to women, dominant to men. Can I do it? I better, my life depends on it. So which of you is going to offer yourself up willingly to be vampire bait? Surely, there are men who recognize their high potential. Feeding sexy femdom vampires is not a bad way to die for a submissive male. May not  be a bad way to die for a submissive female either.

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Dinner is on you…

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You whine and whimper as I tell you that I am going to use my turkey carving set to slice you like a Thanksgiving turkey and then I am going to put you in the oven. I grab the carving fork and poke it right into your fat thigh as I use the carving knife to slice you. You are screaming to loud for me so I push a apple into your mouth making you shut up. So I can finish cutting you and then placing you into the big oven where the murder will take place, not without the help of the carving fork  and knife that will make you bleed out as you are cooking and smelling so delicious in my oven.