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Snuff Sex Thanksgiving

snuff sexWhile others are having Thanksgiving, I will be having snuff sex. It is a holiday tradition. I am not the typical soccer mom. I will be up late tonight doing lines of coke while my stepson and his friends fuck me. They hate holidays. For my stepson, it is just a reminder that his father left his mom for a hot younger model. He has step mommy issues. He is bipolar too. A total roller coaster of emotions, and I never know what I am going to get with him. He showed up last night drunk. He had a bag with rope and BDSM equipment and ten friends. I tried telling him this was not a good time, but he was not having any of that. They knocked me down on my foyer floor, tore off my clothes and tied me up like a side of beef. They whipped their cocks out and told me I was a four-hole whore. I looked at them and was like, four? I could only think of three. As they fought who would take my holes first, my stepson was like leave the fourth one for me to destroy. I was scared. Were they going to cut my belly button open? It turned out he was talking about my urethra. I pleaded with him no. That hole is too small. Way too small. He did not care. He rammed it in and I yelped. I cried too. I could feel the pain and the blood trickling out my pee hole. That only put them into gangbang rape porn mode. They loved hurting me. They loved destroying my tiny holes. They played musical holes. Every one of them fucked each hole of mine, filling me with cum. He did not even share his coke. I was bleeding and crying. My holes destroyed and I know there is more to come.


Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving

cannibalism phone sexI have a secluded cabin in the woods for cannibalism phone sex. Think Wrong Turn sans the inbred rural hillbillies. Every Thanksgiving, I host a special Thanksgiving dinner there. It is just me and several special friends who share my preference for human flesh. I have had a girl in the basement seasoning for a week. When you find the right meal, you grab her. When pretty coeds go missing around my parts, no one finds the remains. Authorities think the girls ran off with a boyfriend or got kidnapped for the sex trade. They never suspect cannibalism because that shit only happens in the movies, right? I entertained a couple this weekend at the cabin for an early Thanksgiving meal. A couple paid me handsomely to taste human flesh. They knew my reputation for girl meat. I eat men too, but girl meat is that tender white meat that makes a succulent meal. My dinner meal had natural hair; natural boobs; she was in good shape with a little meat on her ass and thighs. She had no tattoos and did not appear to tan. Plus, she was under 30 which means she will taste delicious. I like to have my guests help in the meal preparation. Our meal was out of the basement, naked and strapped to a picnic table. Dinner was freshly washed too. Our meal just needed seasoned, tenderized and cooked. We seasoned her with a paprika, pepper, pineapple marinade. When you combine the three ingredients over an open flame, you get a smoky, sweet flavor. This special seasoning absorbs into the skin well when grilled over an open fire. An apple in the mouth, even marinade all over the body and a large shish kabob pole through the meat to tun it evenly and you have a perfect Thanksgiving meal.  Smelling her flesh as she grilled was intoxicating. Our meal was once a 5’6 140-pound girl, so there were plenty of leftovers. I carved the remaining meat off the bones and sent them home some leftovers. I have another girl on ice downstairs for Thursday if you want to join me for a meal to die for.

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Watching Violent Phone Sex Snuff Flicks

violent phone sexThis Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my caller’s most wicked and violent phone sex fantasies. I love being your snuff doll. The darker your mind, they wetter my cunt. I enjoy Gothic Vampire fantasies to violent dismemberment ones and everything in between. It is who I am. Your sick victim. Last night, I was tied up on a long call. Been a while since I had one of those. Cocaine may have been involved (giggles). I am not the party fiend some girls are, but I do enjoy my Mary Jane daily. My caller was doing bumps all night and watching Japanese snuff flicks. I was toking and rubbing my pussy as I imagined I was the victim in each film he described. The Japanese are some sick perverts when it comes to snuff porn. He described one that became a violent force fuck sort of thing. A little Japanese schoolgirl kidnapped on her way home and gang banged and tortured. Scared and alone, she cried for her parents. Her kidnapper shot her arm full of smack to make her more agreeable to what was instore for her. Her captors had her suspended in an X position from rafters in the basement. Her tiny body seemed to float in the air. They whipped her so hard, the flesh tore from her body. As he described the blood and I heard her screams, I got wet. Like drench your panties wet. I wished I were the girl getting the flesh whipped from her body. We watched over 10 snuff flicks together and even he came a bunch of times. The way he described the details of the movies made me wonder if they were staged or real. I hope one day to be a real snuff sex slave maybe even for you.


Snuff Sex Slut

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Dark fantasies and snuff sex are the root of so much sexual energy that goes untapped. I’m a whore that is never going untapped and that’s fine. I am often tied up and tapped every hour by my captor. It’s even a regular occurrence for me to be drugged at the bar and assisted with a cab to get me home. But that was all show. The cab was the very person driving it that drugged me. They always work in a group of three or two guys. I am the gullible dumb whore. I flirt and get bitchy after a few drinks and they have an intense desire to slap me around and rapture my holes with as many cocks as they can gather to fuck me. I deserve every bit of those massive cocks and sometimes they are furry and huge. They destroy my holes into a sloppy wet creamy pink, white and red from all the blood and cum. I am just a fuck doll for your pleasure.


It Was Not a Snuff Porn Fantasy

snuff pornHe had a snuff porn fantasy. I told him I was the girl for him. I needed the money. I was desperate. Holidays are approaching and my city is back indoors. I am going to need a lot of coke to get through both being shut in and the holidays. He asked me if I had ever seen the movie The Hitcher. I thought I did once upon a time but was not certain. I was still high and honestly, just thinking about the money he was going to pay me. When you are an addict, you never think things through. He made me dress like a street walker. I put on some fishnet stockings, high heels, a leather mini skirt and a trampy looking top. I teased my red hair out like a video vixen.  I even did my make-up in that 80s slut look. Red lipstick, baby blue eye shadow and pink cheeks. I was ready to act out whatever movie scene he wanted, get my money and then get my coke. I was not getting force fucked. This was not some ass rape porn gig either. He planned on killing me. Literally, he wanted to rip me in shreds, and I was too stupid to realize it until it was too late. I was standing between two semi-trucks and still clueless. He chained one arm to one rig and the other arm to the other rig. Still, I thought this was fake. I had no memory of the movie. If I had, I may not have agreed. I had no idea he had accomplices in the driver seat of each truck and as they inched forward a little, I was being pulled in two different directions. I pissed myself. Blondie’s song Rip Her to Shreds played in my head as my arm popped out of its socket. My leg pulled out of its socket. Skin tore from my limbs. My left arm tore off first, then my left leg. Blood was spurting everywhere. I must have gone into shock because everything went dark. I remember hearing laughter right before I died. Druggy whores should never agree to snuff sex. It never works out.


Thankful for Snuff Sex

snuff sexI am thankful for snuff sex. I have been hunting for my special thanksgiving meal for weeks and I found her. A natural beauty. College age girl with natural boobs. Natural hair (no dye) and a little meat on her bones. Today, it is rare to find a 20 something girl with no dye in her hair, her own boobs and neither too fat nor too skinny. She was just right. She will taste great with a slow roast over an open flame and the right seasonings. More than enough for just me. I will have to invite some guests over. I enjoy the preparation more than the meal. Some folks hunt deer and use the meat to feed their family for the entire winter. This is the perfect time for a cannibalism phone sex meal. I can separate the organ meat from the limbs and dissect the body in a way to freeze much of the meet. With the world going back on lock down, now is the perfect time to have a bunch of extra meat on hand. Want to hunt with me? I mean, it will become harder and harder to find meat in the stores. And as things shut down, it will become harder to find young girls on the street to kidnap for a meal.  So, who wants to come to my place for Thanksgiving and help me prepare this meat I have in the basement? You can have a little fun with her first if you want.


Necrophilia Phone Sex Bundy Whore

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I used to think that necrophilia phone sex calls were weird, but I have seen the error of my ways. I’ll tell you what made me change my mind. I’ve always been a fan of true crime and when I started reading about Ted Bundy, I got SO turned on. I can see why women were enamored by him. If I’d been around when he was, I think I’d have tried to team up with him. Just imagine it – a two-person killing team. He’d have loved the fact that necrophilia turns me on since he used to have sex with the dead bodies of the women he killed. Mmmm. In fact, I wouldn’t really mind being one of his victims. Thinking about the fear and terror I’d be feeling makes my pussy really wet. I know he’d have a fucking scary look in his eyes, too, and that’s so delightful to think about. I wonder how he’d kill me? Maybe he’d even do it while fucking me. I think strangulation might be good, or maybe he’d slice me up and leave pieces of me everywhere. Wanna talk about my dirty necrophiliac fantasies? Just pick up the phone and call me and we’ll get it on.


Scarlet play

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Had a call for bloody phone sex tonight. It started out that we went to a party at a friend’s place and we both got wasted. While he was outside for a smoke, somebody got stabbed. He ran over to help but there wasn’t much to be done as it was a lot of blood and the person was on their way out. I ran outside when I heard the screams and made my over to where the crowd had gathered. Since people quickly figured out that he was dying they made their ways back into the house for talk and more drinks. I had never told anyone but I had a blood fetish. I called my man over and began running my hands in the hot blood that was continuing to pour from his wound. I then told my guy to unbutton his pants and get his cock out, he was telling me that it was wrong but all I saw was red blood and was instantly horny. I ran my hands along his cock and let him feel the heat and the stickiness of the blood- he began to moan at the feel. I was now stroking and cupping his balls as he bent down and stuck his own finger into the gaping hole and scooped some of that red goodness out and used it to start finger fucking my already gushy pussy. We played for a while until the guy actually died and the blood started coagulating. We have now been talking about going out and finding a random to stab so that we can have more blood to play with!


An Evil Night Together

It was an Evil night together and the best Evil phone sex date night I’ve had in awhile. He was some geeky old man in his 50’s. I played him with the whole sugar baby thing. I got his money, some expensive shit and his balls. Buster got his Italian sausage. It was no kielbasa for sure small fucking pecker was a snack for my big bad boy. I laughed at him as he was so very much enjoying my wet tight young pussy on his dick. I blew him and rode him and gave him the final pleasure he paid for. But the biggest pleasure was me severing his prick with my cunt. Squeezing and clamping down on it. I love being able to practice this technique I have been training on. I slid off and took my big castration tool and snipped them balls as I pushed his severed fuck rod from my cunt. I tossed it to my buddy while the balls got added to my collection in a jar of preservative. I love a good sugar baby date night.

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Fucked to Death

Ass rape pornI can feel his hot breath breathing on me as his hot sweaty body lays on top of me.

My cunt is torn and bloody as yet another filthy cock slams into me, splattering his seed, mixing it with the cum cocktail that drips from my gaping fuck hole.

The piss that splatters over me, stings the open wounds that could only have come from being beaten to submission.

My cunt, having been tortured with repeated fistings and fuckings is now numb and dripping with the bodily fluid of countless sadistic men.

I lay there, on the cold hard ground lifeless as tears stream down my face, washing away the spit, piss and sperm that covers my eyes.

My perky white tits are black and blue from hard punches and scratched from being scrapped across the gravel as they repeatedly forced cock after cock into my mutilated bloody ass.

I am not sure how I got here or how many more men are playing in this gangbang rape porn fuck fest but I am sure they will continue even after they have fucked my limp body to death.

So I close my eyes, giving up the fight and allow them to force the life out of me while I suffocate on my very last nasty filthy cum covered cock.


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