I hate fucking Black Friday. What idiot would want to be packed in like sardines with a bunch of bitches to spend their hard earned cash? I have never seen so many assholes and bitches together, all treating everyone like shit, but headed to church on Sunday. I know my God wouldn’t like that shit. And mine is the god of darkness. He whispered in my ear today, telling me that I should punish these greedy whores. Snuff fantasy porn is my very favorite thing. So, on Black Friday, it’s my day to shop for souls. I’m starting with white trash Walmart. I’m going in with a knife, dive into the crowd, and start slashing. Guts will be hitting the floor, arteries will be severed. Screams will fill the air. No one will even know what happened until people are bleeding out on the floor. I’ll thin the herd a bit, then look around for those cows on handicap carts. OK, I get old people or ones with broken legs, but these sows that are too fat to walk are taking up air space. I’ll stab every one of them in the throat and listen to them oink. I’m sick of shitty bitches who treat the cashiers like shit. I want to stand there and listen. if anyone is rude, I’m gonna follow them out to their car and throat punch the cunt. Maybe if someone like me stepped in and kept people in line, Black Friday wouldn’t be so dark. And then again, it would take away all the fun I get to have on the worst shopping day of the year. Make my pussy wet and join me for some retail therapy.
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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
I love it when he calls to share his murder phone sex fantasies with me. He has the same lust for sweet, young, innocent flesh. We delve deep into the macabre of violating their little bodies in the most violent and in humane ways. Torture and rape fantasies that get our blood boiling to the point that neither of us can keep from cumming at the images we create together. We long to pile their little bodies up, bloody, twisted, distorted in unnatural poses. Then we crawl into the pile together, naked, excited. He is rock hard, I am soaking wet. We let our desire build as we delight in the sensation of the feel of their bodies on our naked flesh, covered in their blood, as we come together and fuck, unbridled, heated, passionate. Knowing it is taboo and evil only spurs our desire for more. His cock deep with in me, my cunt milking him dry as we whisper the words that we long to hear and let ourselves drown in our sadistic desire until we explode together.
Snuff porn, you crave it and NEED it!
You crave it and need it, I understand. Who else can you possibly talk to that will understand why your cock gets so hard while watching snuff porn. I know it turns you on more than anything and that’s why I am here – here to help. It makes my pussy soaking wet, dripping at the very thought. All I can think about is giving those bitches what they deserve. Someone like her needs to be snuffed out. Her and her precious little brat she has in tow. She is a waste of space anyway, I’ll make her mommy dearest hold her little brat down for you while you violate all her holes, turn this little one into your personal fuck toy. Does your cock throb so fucking good in that itty bitty throat? I know you like to feel her choke on it. I’ll make her ride that cock, a pussy like that is much too small to fit on there, but once I get a hold of her I’ll screw her right on, rip that cunt in half and fuck that bitch to death while I get started on her hysterical mommy. Mhm, isn’t that what you want? You want to feel the life drained out of her tiny body, dominating her in every way until she’s gone and your cock is on to the next slut that’s going to literally be fucked to death. And you couldn’t have done it without me…
Cannibalism Phone Sex: Blonde Rump Roast for Thanksgiving?
Cannibalism phone sex seems to pick up in popularity around the holidays. I think all those men with finer taste get hungry for an exotic meal. I’m a perfect meal, or so I have been told. I’m not too skinny, not fat, just got some meat on my bones. My callers have a lot of different ways of capturing me. Kidnapping, home invasion, duping me with a Craig’s List ad, hitchhiker, stranded motorist, drunk party girl… What remains constant however, is the preparation they take so I am ready to be served on Thanksgiving. I am caged; fattened up with protein shakes; my fake titties are carved out of me; my tats scrapped off me with sandpaper; my body washed of chemicals; my bleached blonde locks restored to my natural color or shaved; and all my piercings removed. Apparently, I will taste better natural.
Once restored to a natural state, the seasoning of my flesh begins. Sometimes I am basted in a herb and butter sauce. Other times, a seasoned marinade is used. I’m usually tenderized first so my flesh will hold the taste best. That is always very painful. There are lots of ways to cook me. Can tie me up like a turkey, stuff my ass and cunt with a sage dressing and oven roast me all day long. Bonus you get to hear my screams from the oven as I slowly cook to death. You can ram a spit roast though my ass and out my mouth, stuff an apple in my mouth and roast me over an open flame like a pig. You can listen to my blood curdling screams as the spit roast pierces my internal organs. . Being burned alive is nothing in comparison. You can even chop me up into little pieces and make a stew out of me. Get off as I bleed to death. Either way you choose to cook me, I am very delectable. Of course the way I taste, has everything to do with how you prepare me.
So what are you eating this Thanksgiving? May I suggest a nice blonde rump roast seasoned to your liking?
Family History
Growing up I always learned about my family history. All of us evil in our own way. I had a great grandfather who was an Apache Indian Brave. He would raid Cherokee villages. He would sneak in after dark brutally kill the men, chopping their dicks off and feeding it to the wolves. He would spend days with the women of the tribe, fucking them and beating each one of them till their last breath. He even fucked and scalped the young ones of the tribe leaving no one alive.
One day as he was searching for more women to kill he found her. The pale white devil woman. Tied to a stake and almost dead. He made the mistake of letting her go. Somehow she recovered from her wounds only to show him how evil she was and how evil they could be together. Like him she loved the sight of blood. They would slit the throats of the villages they raided together, only to fuck in the warm blood of the lifeless villagers.
In The Name Of The Father
When I found this sweet little trinket in the bottom of a box, way in the back corner of the second hand store I knew that I had to use it. As I picked it up and examined it I felt my cunt twitch and quiver when I realized just what it was. I love sacrilege on any level. I went home and started on the wooden cross right away. I found the nails I needed and made sure that everything was just right. I found the perfect tea totaling dress for church and cringed as I put it on. but this was going to be worth it. I headed out for the local Catholic church with a handkerchief and some chloroform in my hand bag in search of the most chaste female I could find. Getting her alone after mass was easy and I could hardly wait to nail her naked and vulnerable to the wooden cross that I constructed before beginning to use the cross syringe to inject her with mind altering drugs and begin my abuse! I can’t wait to hear her denounce her god and curse him to hell while I defile her body, mind and soul.
Thanksgiving Dinner Prep
Each year I search and search for the perfect meat for my thanksgiving table. I don’t want her to be fat or too thin. She needs to be just right, so this year I have had my special human turkey tied up and force feed all the proper foods. I want to fatten her up just a little bit. She is tied up so she does not use those muscles and make her meat tough. I do not want my guests chewing and chewing on a whore. I want her meat to melt in their mouth as they take the fist bite.
I want them to crave more of her. I want my meat to be decadent! That is why I have kept her here, locked away. She is going to be perfect. She makes my mouth and my pussy water. I just want to eat her now. But I am going to wait and continue to feed her everything that is going to make her body taste so amazing.
Cannibalism Phone Sex: What’s Cooking in Your Kitchen?
I love cannibalism phone sex, especially during this month of Thanksgiving. I am so grateful that there are so many stupid bitches around that I can have for dinner. Literally. I have been watching cooking shows for months now to learn the proper seasonings for white meat. I like dark meat too, but there are far more dumb drunk white girls roaming the malls and bars of America. I have learned a few things over the years of preparing special holiday feasts. Always have back up meat. Sometimes you grab a meal on the go and don’t realize until you get home it is already spoiled or way past its expiration date.
Nothing ruins meat more than too many tattoos; or fake boobs and butt implants. Plastic surgery and a face full of Botox means you are a practice meal at best. I don’t serve my friends anything but the best, purest meat. I have a sweet young thing chained in the back yard as I type. She is free range, eating corn meal and protein so her meat with be extra juicy come Thanksgiving Day. I also have a not so sweet thing who is giving the Kardashian twits a run for their money in the fake department. She is a barely legal girl already addicted to plastic surgery and chemicals. Honestly, she will do society far more good as a practice meal. I am just putting her out of everyone’s misery, including her own.
It got messy, but I extracted her breast and butt implants. Shaved her head so the bleach would not ruin her flavor. I flavored her body in a yummy butter sauce. Slow roasted her over an open flame on a bed of veggies. Even put an ear of corn in both ends as a side dish. The key is letting the sauce absorb into the skin. This can be obtained with an overnight sauté or good meat tenderizing before roasting. I like a slow roast. Sure there may be some screams as the heat consumes your meal, but ultimately it just makes the meat so much more tender and sweet.
I applied some cooking tips I learned from Rachel Ray and I pretty much turned Spam into Lamb. Even golden brown. Tender and juicy all around. A nice aroma. And seasoned to perfection. She yielded way too much meat for me alone, and I never let a meal go to waste, so I put parts in my Ninja blender. Made some protein shakes for the real meal grazing in the backyard and some diced meat for sandwiches. I so can’t wait for Thanksgiving. Want to join me for a very special meal? You can bring a special side dish and we can trade recipes!
Mutilation phone sex with Makayla
Is Mutilation phone sex on your mind? I know you are sick and twisted in the head. You want to chop me up into little pieces. But you aren’t going to do it fast are you? You are going to torture me for days. Make me plead and beg you to stop. You will laugh in my face, get angry and beat me as I scream for mercy. It’s what turns you on. Hearing me scream, causing me so much pain that I black out. You love it when my body goes limp so you can stick your cock into my mutilated pussy. You like fucking a warm limp body, and you are working your way up to fucking my cold dead body aren’t you? You are a sick and twisted fucker but I like it.
Snuff Movies: My Little Accomplice for a Halloween Underground Snuff Porn
What mischief did you get into for Halloween? As a lover of snuff movies, I decided to make one with a special friend and his daughter Amy. John and I have not gotten into any mischief in a very long time, so I called him up and said we should make an underground snuff porn together. I have been practicing with different kill methods. The best way to go undetected in a small community is to never use the same method twice when killing. My grandfather owned a funeral home, so growing up I had a morbid curiosity for embalming. I found the perfect victim for us. This teen twat bitch straight out of a Mean Girls movie. Amy had seen her a few times at the mall and told me she was a bitch no one should miss.
I love her thinking. She is me at her age. Such a dark heart. We nabbed her getting into her Daddy’s Lexus one night. Brought her back to my dungeon. It was Amy’s idea to embalm her while still alive and dress her like Snow White for Halloween. Such an evil little genius. A serial killer in the making. I am happy to be her mentor. Amy read up on Wiki How To Embalm. Everything you need to know to be a good killer is on the Internet. Amy cleaned our victim’s body. Disinfected her mouth and nose with bleach. The little bitch didn’t like the taste much. Shaved her body of all hair. Then stuck the embalming tube in her belly and flipped the switch. I sucked John’s cock while Amy rubbed her little clit watching the life drain out of a stupid little cunt no one should miss.
After our little bitch was drained of all her blood and filled up with embalming fluid, Amy put an apple in her hands and said, “Maybe Prince Charming can bring that cunt back to life.” How I love an evil little girl.