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Possessed Carnivore

accomplice phone sexIt was late Saturday when I met you in person. I found you on a Craigslist ad wanting someone to help you trap and devour victims. At first, I thought it was just a sexual game. You were one of those guys who wanted a threesome and some kinky sex with the wife. But I was wrong. You were serious. And my life was about to go straight to hell.
From the moment we met in person, I knew something was different…evil. You invited me over for a meal. One taste of the meat you served me and I changed. From a sweet model to this flesh eating carnivore. I was ready to serve you completely in my new quest for blood. You had done something to me, fed me the charred flesh of a human being, and I liked it. No, I craved it. It was the drive of the wild, the need for something deeper than sex. I was ready for the hunt.
You decided to start me off easy. I was ordered to bring you back the trashiest prostitute I could find. She had to be someone that no one would miss. In a city this large, she was easy prey. I simply offered money and an invite to a party, complete with drugs. She was a skinny brunette with big green eyes. I tried to imagine how they might feel rolling around in my mouth. Her perky tits poked out through a sheer blouse. I could barely control myself as we entered your house.
She looked confused. I smiled at you and you could not contain your hunger. You jumped on her without warning, punching her in the face. Her nose audibly snapped and blood flew. Before she could scream, you had smashed her in the eye. I heard her moan and my pussy twitched. Hunger filled me. I reached over to help you tear her clothes off, her bloody body in a heap on the floor. Her eyes opened and she whispered for help one final time.
I watched you rip the veins in her neck with your teeth. Her scream was cut short. As she begin to bleed out, you jumped upon her and drove your veiny cock deep into her whore pussy as she began her death twitch. Her heels drummed the floor. Her fingers grabbed at the air. Her hips bucked as if she were fucking  in her last moments. You growled as you reached orgasm, your massive demon cock spewing cum into her dead carcass. I fingered myself off watching you.
There’s been so many victims since then. Mostly young girls and a few fag boys, too. There’s never any evidence because we eat every bite of the victims. It’s really fun to have guests over to eat our “special” BBQ. We just tell them that it’s all in the tenderizing and the secret sauce recipe we use.
Someday, you’ll grow tired of me and I, too, will become your victim. But, until then, I will serve you and hunt for you. My ultimate end will be met when you film my demise in my farewell snuff video.
Let me share some of our wicked tales with you. I know your cock will be rock hard talking about the lives we have snuffed out. Or maybe you have one of your own in mind……

 

 

Taboo Phone Sex: Sewn to Own

taboo phone sexHe said I was too beautiful. I thought he meant it as a compliment. Then he used my face as a punching bag. So when he said my body was too perfect, I knew I was in trouble. He started carving me up. Cutting my flesh. My beauty pissed him off so he took it from me. “Ugly whores make the best slaves,” he said as broke my nose and sliced my clit. He hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up in a morgue like room. I was trembling with fear as I saw all the cutting instruments next to me. I could smell the death in the air.

torture sexI glanced over and he was stitching up a dead girl. “She use to be beautiful just like you. Now look at her,” he said. His cock was hard. She was all scarred up. “Scars make you ugly. Ugly makes you submissive,” he kept repeating as he started fucking the dead girl. After he came in her corpse, he moved closer to me with a big needle and thread. I peed on the cold table from fear and disgust. I thought he was going to kill me like he did the other girl and fuck my lifeless body. Apparently he just wanted to unpretty me so I would never leave him. He did not realize I was his already.

ass rape pornHe started sewing my cunt shut. “Now you won’t be tempted to be a slut,” he said with evil glee as he pierced my pussy mound with a big needle. I screamed, but he kept sewing until my pussy was closed for business. Swollen, bloody and sewn shut in the shape of a corset. Only he could untie my pussy for his pleasure. It was like a chastity belt, but painful and bloody. Now I was scarred, scared and submissive. His ugly fuck pig until he grows tired of me.  I was sewn to own.

Taboo Phone Sex: Whats Your Poison?

The taboo phone sex tape I was listening to the other night gave me such an awesome idea. I usually like to do things messy, and love gore. However, I had an idea of poisoning a certain someone, and was going to have a lot of fun with this! I want the most exquisite outcome, and that requires the right dosage.

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So this friend of mine is not really  friend as I heard some things this whore has been saying and doing behind my back. The adoration I have for a romantic outcome will certainly be effective here. I will make sure this whore becomes blissfully taken by my puppet (he’s an attractive one that is head over heels for me). I can get him to do just what I need him to and he will be convincing, after all he will be dosed with a little something special also.

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I have intimate knowledge of this whores favorite things and am aware of a certain deadly allergy she has. It just so happens that this thing that causes her reaction is available in an extract. To sweeten the punch I will add a little extra special proprietary blend I have been saving. I got this “special” poison from an Haitian Voodoo Priestess with another use planned for it. However things got messy before I could use it. I had a little party and fed my puppet some pastry with a cream filling that contained the poison allergen with the knowledge of how it will be dispensed.ass rape porn

As I am aware this whore loves giving blow jobs and I know she will blow Michael (puppet), and thus get just the fix anticipated. I am so giddy with excitement to see her foaming at the mouth and comatose. Once I have her corpse getting cool I will gather the male friends that have been dying to have intercourse with a dead girl. Oh the money and fame I will make off of this crack head whore who just didn’t know her place.

Sex with Dead Bodies: What’s Your Sick Fantasy?

sex with dead bodiesI get told all the time I am going to hell. I take it as a compliment. Means I am not afraid to go into the fringes, the dark crevices of human desires. We all have sick and perverted thoughts. Just most of you let guilt or morality or common decency rule your actions. Not me. No impulse control. No censor. I am your perfect accomplice because I will push you to act on your sick fantasies. I use blackmail, torture, even threat of death to you or your loved ones if you don’t do as I want, which is really what you want too.

Take Chad for example. I hacked his computer. Guys are such easy prey for a little dirty IM. They think I am some blonde buxom goddess, start cybering with me, and boom, I’m in their computer seeing all the sick things that make them hard. Chad is a necrophilia wannabe. He wants to have sex with dead bodies. A cold corpse gets him hard. So, when we were sexting about our dark desires, I laid the bait. “I fantasize about being a corpse and getting fucked,” I typed on my computer screen. Funny, he suggested we meet. Men are so easy to manipulate.

taboo phone sexHe was a bit shocked to discover that I didn’t exactly look like my yahoo pic. When he tried to run, I showed him my big knife, and photos of some of the sick shit I pulled off his computer. “Consider me your dark angel helping you make all your dreams cum true,” I said with an devilish grin. I blind folded him and took him on a little trip to the county morgue. I have a like minded sick friend who gets me access to the cadavers after hours. It’s good to have friends in dead places! I had the perfect specimen picked out for Chad. This poor dead girl headless and without any organs. An empty vessel so to speak. I may have helped remove her guts for my own sick pleasure, but that’s for a different blog.

necrophilia phone sexI removed the blindfold. Chad gasped in horror while simultaneously popping a huge boner in his pants. I held the knife to his back and made him fuck her cold dead cunt. It was fucking hot as hell because you could see his cock poking through her open cavity. Just a hollowed out skeleton; all that remained was bones and some sinew. She was ice cold; but his cock was red hot. When he came, I could see the cum decorating her rib cage, from the inside. “Aren’t you glad you met me Chad,” I inquired? “Now your twisted fantasies are a reality.” He still looked at me like I was the Antichrist before scurrying away like a scared puppy.

Face it. Maybe not now, but some time, he will be grateful he met me. You will too. I will help you by whatever means necessary act on your most sick and twisted desires. Everyone needs a dark angel on their shoulder.

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Babysitter Phone Sex Snuff Porn Fun

babysitter phone sexBabysitter phone sex is better with two evil bitches in charge. I was hired to watch two brats, both girls. Ripe, tender little morsels. I met Gray awhile back. Sick evil bitch like me. Of course we became fast friends. I texted her to come over and bring some friends, because we were going to party. I was spending the night with the brats in a swank house with a pool and full bar. If parents are stupid enough to leave me in charge of their brats, well they need a wakeup call.

Gray brought a male friend with her. He heard there were young brats around and he was down to party. He offered me some money for special play time with my charges. I would have turned the place into Neverland Ranch for free. Those brats meant nothing to me. Gray spiked their punch, while I undressed them. She decided we should film it. Tyke porn brings in the big bucks. Her friend was stroking his cock as he looked at the girls’ underdeveloped flesh. Little bumps for boobies, smooth cunnies, Bambi eyes, little bubble butts…

I made them go kiss Uncle Gene’s pecker. Even drugged, they resisted me; I brought out my knife and threatened them with it. That made them more compliant. Gray was giggling as Gene skull fucked the little twats’ mouths. When will parents learn to do back ground checks on their babysitters? I was filming it all. Gray even got a dildo out from the parent’s goody drawer to prime their little pussies for Gene’s big dick. I loved hearing their screams. But the best part was all the blood flowing from little cunnies as they got penetrated by man sized cock. Gene fucked both girls, while Gray held them down and I filmed it. Teamwork.

snuff pornAt one point Gray was pouring booze down their throats to stop their whining. These really were annoying little girls. “Why don’t we kill them, I suggested? As far as I was concerned, profit off them twice. Snuff porn of little ones would make a killing. No pun intended (insert giggles). Everyone’s eyes got really big. Well not everyone’s. The little girls clenched their eyes and shook their heads like they thought it was all a bad dream. While Gray’s friend was fucking a little tight pussy, I slit the slut’s throat, making her sister watch in horror as blood poured from her sibling’s body, cascading over Gene’s cock. Blood makes great lube.

The surviving sister was hysterical. I hate crying. There’s no crying in my snuff movies. So, I slit her throat and let Gene fuck her dead little body. I glanced over at Gray; she was playing with her pussy as she watch two little brats die together. Normally, I dispose of bodies well, but their negligent parents needed to be taught not to trust strangers with their brats. At least they can take comfort in the fact that their little girls are gonna be snuff film stars. Tip of the day. Don’t leave anyone you love with me or Gray. We like to do very bad things.

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Taboo Phone Sex with Mean Terry

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Taboo phone sex is something that I hold dear to my cunt. I must admit that I am not the nicest bitch in the snuff porn industry, but that is what makes play time with me so much fun. I love that initial look on someone’s face when they realize that it is now, right there with me that they will draw their final breath. For example this dumb cunt I met at the bat the other night really thought she was something. She really was not though, and the dumb cunt has the nerve to place herself in between the man meat that I had my eyes set on sinking my teeth into for the evening. That was fine by me, bitch was going to get it though. Momma always said keep your friends close and your enemies closer and that sure as fuck what I did too. I fed that dumb cunt all kinds of booze and pretended I was just as shit faced as she was. That made her really easy to get home, she was passed at and had no idea I already had her stupid ass tied to a chair. I spent the next 12 hours torturing that bitch. Laughing straight into her face as I was coated in her blood, she begged me to stop. That was not going to happen at all. She should know not to mess with a bed ass bitch like me. I guess she will not have a chance for a second shot though. I wrapped a thin wire around that dumb bitch’s throat and snuffed her life straight from her. Just to make sure she got it good after death I sold her to one of my favorite Necro’s who spend weeks with her dying decayed body making her his sex toy.

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Snuff Porn Flicks by Angie

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She is sitting on her bed in nothing but a pair of black t-backs watching porn and holding a vibrator in her hand. (A noise is heard in the background, glass shattering) She is frozen with fear. (the sound of footsteps approaching)

He enters the room in a pair of jeans, a black mask and black gloves (no shirt) holding a strip of wire) In one swift move he wraps the wire around her neck, lays on the bed and forces her down on top of him tightening the wire so he has control.

Scene 2:

She begins gasping trying to breath, her struggle arouses him and he grinds his cock into her panties. Now in total control he rolls over putting her under him. Wire in one hand he reaches down and unzips his pants. He grabs her hand and places it on his hard dick instructing her to jerk him off. She can barely breath and obeys his command.

Scene 3:

Ripping her panties off with his free hand he instructs her to guide his dick inside her. Fucking her hard he increases pressure on the wire cutting off her breath. Her body begins to convulse under his and he increases the speed of his thrusts before collapsing on her dead body and emptying his load inside her.

Scene 4:

Getting up he begins to caress her lifeless body while kissing her full on the lips. Running his hands up and down her and moaning with pleasure.

Scene 5:

He kneels on the floor next to the bed. Positioning himself between her legs he drags her lifeless body to the edge and begins eating her pussy. and jerking his cock.

Scene 6:

He unloads another load of cum all over her face and in her mouth that is gaping open as her eyes stare lifelessly into space.

Scene 7:

He positions the body with the vibrator in her hand and shoved in her pussy, her face staring at the porn on the TV and then slips out of the room.

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Snuff Porn Slut gets Wasted

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     Snuff porn has always been a great hobby of mine. Seeing all those dead bodies , made you want to torture me. I felt the dirt cover my face and your hand at my neck snapping it back. The shovel entered my pussy like a thousand knives and I knew there was no escaping your fantasy. The bugs ate at my asshole and I felt the push of your cock enter me! It was death , the craziest thing about it was that we loved it! You liked to take the ball gag and have me throw up all over it. I would say the horniest I have ever been would be when you hit me in the face like a good little slut. But today was different, you had tested the daily limitations to the max. Today I was in fear of my life as I saw the hacksaw cut down into my neck. You needed the blood to squirt out to feel that exuberant power over me. I was helpless to stop you as you pressed your teeth into my tits and ripped the flesh. You liked the way I tasted you said. Then you took your hand and pressed it against my throat causing my breath to lighten and I was fading in our little time together and you loved it.

      My blood spattered on your shirt and you took the time to lick it off. You liked the way I tasted and with death lingering over my head I was sure you would have a lot to remember. It would be the perfect crime no one would know. To be fucked in a sadistic game was the best cover up! As I felt your cock ram into me harder and the last of my blood run onto the floor, I knew it would be it the last game ,the end but I didn’t care. You cumming all over my dead body is all I ever wanted.

Going Shopping

violent phone sex angieI am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her  to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!

Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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