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Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies

cannibalism phone sexI have cannibalism phone sex fantasies. I know that is pretty sick, right? I fantasize about being killed, cooked and eaten by a man. Not sure where my fantasies come from. I am a submissive whore, but I want to live. Well, most days I want to live. I saw a movie a couple years ago called The Green Inferno. It is a horror movie about some college do gooders lost in Amazon jungle. They find a lost tribe who thinks they are dinner. Watching men and women being tortured as meal preparation made my pussy wet. I started thinking about a hitchhiker picking me up and having me as dinner. I thought about meeting the real Hannibal Lector and him dining on my flesh. The idea that I can serve a man better in death than I can in life gets me off.  I don’t want it done slowly though. I want to be tortured first. I also want to be seasoned. Sautee my tits in an olive oil, butter my insides as well as my outsides and season me with some garden vegetables. I want the man who consumes me to get a hard cock smelling my flesh burn. So, what do you think? We can make a snuff porn and have dinner together!

I Crave The Pain

Evil phone sexI need some nipple torture and a really good cunt beating. I spent all last night getting pounded hard with dick. Dick came to my door all night long looking for a cheap whore to fuck. I can’t pass up the dick and if you bring some cock I won’t even ask you for any money and most everybody knows my reputation. And they were cruel to me and my body. Kicking, cutting hitting, punching, and striking me with leather straps with metal studs on them. I was squirting with ever strike to my body and each man knew it. The cum from the previous guy was still not dry on my skin or was still leaking out my cunt or ass. These guys were not here to make love to me or to respect me. They can do that at home with their wives and girlfriends. They were here because they know what a cheap pain slut coke whore I am.

Snuff Phone Sex during a Blackout

snuff phone sexIt was a snuff phone sex kind of night. I lost power for over 12 hours. Most of the city was in the dark. I had a few options. I could use a lantern and read a book, or I could go hunting for a victim. I am no fucking Laura Ingells, so I got knives, hopped in my car and went to see what sort of trouble I could get into to pass the time. My city lost its damn fucking mind. They were acting like the zombie apocalypse had arrived. It was a blackout not the end of the world. People were looting stores and shit. I saw this one crack whore looking bitch looting a pharmacy. I knew she was just looking for a fix. She needed to go. Just a druggy whore who will cost tax payers money. I waited for her to pop a bunch of pills then I stabbed her. She screamed but not much. She was too wasted. That was a quick kill and not as much fun. I like them when they fight, put up a struggle. I walked around town some more and found a teen girl. She was dressed like a socialite’s daughter. She likely was a rich bitch that got stranded. I watched and followed her for a bit. She was looting like everyone else, but by the looks of her, she didn’t need to loot anything. She was doing it for the thrill, because she could. The same reason I make snuff porn. I knew she would understand when I killed her. She fought. She fought hard too. Kicking and screaming as I stabbed her. I gutted her like a pig. Drove my knife into her flat stomach and ran it up to her sternum. Her guts spilled out, but she was still alive. Not for long. I enjoyed watching her watch herself die. I held her head as she took her last breath. I was going to find a third victim to kill but the damn lights came on. It felt like a Purge night. I hope the main city transformers blow again.

Killer Phone Sex A Fantasy About Survival

I’m a bimbo and can’t help what I am nor that I am always getting caught up in some killer phone sex. My boyfriend is a Black Metal vocalist and is always going on about how he should really let his band mates have their way with me. Well he decided a little camping trip in some forested mountains would be perfect for their black metal video and they decided to test me out in just how dumb I am. I have no survival skills, I’m a city girl and not the smartest at that. I am always getting stuck in the wrong places or locked out of my apartment at the wrong times. \these moments leave me open to being used by predators and that was how I met my BF. I was in some warehouse district to do a porn film and got lost. His rehearsal space was near where I broke my stiletto heel and crying. He took advantage and took me into their studio and fucked my pussy and ass with his big Satanic cock. He just burst into “Hail Satan” as he burst his load deep inside me. We were hooked and he claimed me as his property and made me show up at all rehearsals and shows as his personal whore. I was good with sucking him off as he performed on stage and when he mentioned making me the prey for their black metal satanic video I was excited. They led me deep into the woods blindfolded and left me. The band members came at me from all directions and tore at my clothes and fantasy raped me for a snuff sex scene of torturous vengeance.

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Bondage Phone Sex

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You waited for me to come home and blindsided me with a baseball bat as soon as I shut the door. When I woke up my head was pounding and there was blood dripping down my face. But beside that, I couldn’t move. You had stripped me naked and bound my arms to my sides with the rope you brought in your kit. You forced me onto my stomach and I felt your cock slide against my pussy and slowly ease inside. I couldn’t scream since you had stuffed my panties in my mouth and then duct taped my mouth shut but I cried as you fucked my pussy. I screamed into the gag as you pulled out and forced your way into my tight virgin asshole, pounding it bloody as you turned me into an anal cum dumpster. You groaned out as you filled me up and I breathed a sigh of relief as I thought it was over. That’s when you grabbed the baseball bat. You beat me senseless with it and I was starting to lose consciousness as I felt it cold and hard against my sore gaping ass. I must have passed out from the pain while you sodomized me with the bat because I don’t remember anything past the point of you forcing it deep inside my asshole and pounding me with it. I was left bloody and broken and used up.

I killed her because I wanted to

taboo phone sexI killed this stupid little whore just because I felt like it. She hadn’t done anything wrong at all I just picked her randomly, I guess it was just her day to die. She was young and innocent and oh so trusting, she thought I was her friend but she couldn’t have been more wrong. I took her back to my place and tied her to the bed. She protested of course but I forced her down and did it anyway. I grabbed out a bunch of toys and used them all on her, stretching her fuckholes open until they ripped and bled while she screamed and cried. The torture lasted for hours I was so wet watching her suffer. Eventually she died and that’s when I finally came it was so hot to kill that stupid whore, I guess bitches will never learn to not go with strangers huh?

Cannibalism Phone Sex Diary

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Cannibalism phone sex diary of a mad accomplice:

I oversee destroying all the evidence from our dark web live feeds. After these young cunts are fucked to death, I must dispose of the bodies! The dungeon of which I secure these tasty little brats is full of weapons of destruction.  Hooks for anal torture and knives of every sharpness and length. Who do you think order the snuff death of that little webcam model a few weeks ago? I have found new ways to kill stupid little sluts. Now You have handed your brats off to me. Perhaps three offspring is too much for you. And you desire to fuck those smooth cunnies has overtaken your every waking and wanking moment. You fuck your wife, thinking about those sweet brats ripping open under daddies cock. I tell you to don the hooded mask. I lead you down to my dark cold iron smelling gloom. The cameras are rolling for this young snuff phone sex whore. You might call me a Jezabel by gaining your girls’ trust and then forcing them to die at your hands! You fuck them, you force and destroy cunny and ass! I delight in all manners of screams! And now it is time for my fire pit and roasting deal sweet girls. Now on to the meat grinder! MMM, I send you home with perfect roasted brats for you and your wife to feast on as the search for three missing tiny young ones goes on! Delight in our fuckery and our killing spree!

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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I may have had one or two too many drinks at the bar last night. I may have been wearing a dress that was way too short. Yeah, maybe I’d even hoped to find someone to leave with and have some naughty fun back at their place. I didn’t think I’d be getting fucked against my will by two guys by the dumpster in the alley of the nightclub. But there I was, panties ripped off and cast aside with a cock in my pussy and another fucking my throat so hard I was choking and crying. Between taking my mouth I begged for them to stop, to please just leave me alone, but that was never going to happen. The one finished and came hard in my cunt before pulling out and trading spots, having me clean the cum off of his cock and balls while his friend fucked my asshole. Pretty soon he came too and they were done with me. I was left crying and sore next to the trash like a used toy.

Anal Torture Sex During Fireworks

torture sexAnal torture sex is never fun, not even for an anal sex whore. While my sons were watching fireworks with their dad, I was with my drug dealer working off an old debt. Marcus and his friends gang banged my ass until it prolapsed. My ass has prolapsed before. Honestly, I didn’t think twice about it. I can handle the pain. They didn’t stop there. They got out sex machines and double fucked me while their cocks got hard again. They joked about putting me back together again, just to tear me up all over again. I was crying. The dildos on the sex machines were lubed up in Ben Gay. So, my prolapsed asshole was burning like it was on fire while they fucked me. They laughed. Pissed in my asshole to add salt to the wound. Marcus is not normally so brutal with me, but I did owe a sizeable amount of money to him. His friends had huge cocks and huge hands. They fucked me with fists too. It went on for hours. They would prolapse my asshole then fuck it back inside me again. Marcus told me I could earn some more coke by doing this again tomorrow. I am such a druggy whore, I agreed.