Oh November… the month that is known for that silly family holiday known as thanksgiving. Well I’ve got a special thanksgiving dinner planned this year. But it’s invite only. What I’m serving might be not be something on your personal menu. But I’m not picky… girl meat is my favorite. I’m thankful for all the friends I have that call me and help me find our yummy thanksgiving dinner. Help me stalk some slut and drag her into our car. Bring her home and shave that slut bald all over. Mmm, yummy nasty whore is going to make a great meal. A little torment is always fun, I love to tie em up nice and tight. A perfect apple secure in her mouth. I can feel her staring at me as I put her in the giant pan, dump in the veggies and potatoes. She will be covered in oil and spices, and I am going to spread that pussy for my friend, let him fuck her cunt with a couple carrots. Fill that whole thing up with oily fat carrots till you can hear her soft moaning turn into crying. Then it’s time to cut little slices all over her body. This is how you make it good nice and juicy. My friends can hold our meat down as she cries and struggles, I tell her that she’s dinner now and how I am thankful how good her thigh is going to taste later, right as I cut her again and prep her for the oven. It’s going to be the best thanksgiving yet.
Category: Taboo phone sex
You’ll love MY Thanksgiving dinner!
Chelsea and Devon Suck some Ass.
I met Devon at my dealer’s house. Another white trash whore like me, she was young and sexy, and here to get her candy. My dealer just couldn’t resist. “How ’bout you sluts put on a show for me and the boys. I’ll give you some extra for free.” I knew he was fucking lying but Devon was a tasty piece of ass, so I said yes.
Devon was an eager beaver. She had already made me cum twice and now I was licking on her sweet young clit like it was candy. Our dealer gave us another blast and I was feeling fine. I knew the best was coming. My dealer had done this same thing to me back when I was young. It was just an excuse to get into her silky panties. Jerome was smooth with a 10 inch fuckstick. I was pretty excited about seeing her take it right up the ass. I didn’t get to play an accomplice very often.
Jerome had us both on the floor, riding us, pounding us with his drug-fueled hard-on. Devon was taking every bit of it. Damn, that girl could suck a cock. I was feeling higher than fuck and I needed that cock too. I arched my back and said, “Fuck my ass, Jerome. You know I love that chocolate joystick.” Jerome pulled outta her mouth and straight into my ass. I felt my asshole gape as Devon fingered my pussy, watching his cock slide in and out of my poop chute.
“Oh, shit, bitches, I’m gonna cum,” he screamed in his usual dramatic fashion. He grunted a massive load into my ass and pulled out, making her lick him clean. “Now, feed her my cum. Fart it right into her mouth.” he demanded. Devon was lying under me with her mouth open. I loosened my aching sphincter with a moan and felt his cum blow out. That dirty little druggie whore ate that load straight from my asshole and begged for more. I think we may have a new gig working together. That slut is a druggy’s dream, a cash cow, and my new BFF.
Come do a call with us and find out how nasty we are. We do the things that normal girls have nightmares about and we love it!!!
A Different Kind of Holy Trinity
The Catholic religion; or any religion followed by the masses; is a farce. Organized religion was created to keep people in line when using the military stopped working. So many atrocities were committed in the name of religion, not to mention the modern day intolerance to anyone who doesn’t fit into a certain religions criteria as to what a follower should be. It is a big flaming bunch of bullshit.
I, Myself follow another Trinity. One that doesn’t hide behind the words of some people who say that “God” told them what to write. My trinity consists of the following: Lilu (the male), Lilitu (the female) and Ardat Lili (the handmaiden). If you are unfamiliar with these names, they are the names of Demons. The Holy Triad, at least to Me. I find demonic entities to be more Holy than those of made up religious beings.
With them you know exactly what you are getting. There is no contradiction; as in the Bible for example; there is no doubting what they do, or what they are capable of. Now many people believe that Lucifer created them, however, Lucifer is not a God so he cannot create. That means that Demons have always been. They are Ancients and spectacular.
Of course they are a bit … evil. They do cause mayhem, kill people, cause mental illness, create havoc. All the things that I find delicious. They hurt without any form of guilty, they enjoy what they do, they never waiver from their purpose. I can empathize with them. They destroy without hesitation. They are My Gods. With everything within Me I strive to be like them, but in human form. Deviant, violent, debauchery is what I strive for. The best part is when I use My gifts to bring down a Holy Man. To have them go against everything they learned in Seminary. Seeing their eyes after they do a deed so despicable, that it crushes their soul and brings them to their knees to beg forgiveness that will never come. However, even though they call out to their god, I know that in the deep recesses of their minds that they are craving to do the same thing again. Is this Blasphemous? To some, but to Me, not at all.
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.
I Love (being used by) Marine Corps!!
Happy Birthday, all you sexy Marine Corps men. Mmmmmm, I do love a man in uniform. Reminds me of that night I crashed a private club and ended up half naked at an officer’s party. I had a line of fine, fit bodies lining up for one of my blow jobs. The Marines can do me anytime. Just the thought of a thick veiny Marine cock pushing into my pussy makes me diddle my clitty. Marines don’t take no shit and I loved that they were so polite, thanking me for my service, when it was supposed to be the other way around. One was like. “Thank you, ma’am. That was a mighty fine blow job.” I laughed out loud.
So, bring me a hot young man in uniform, who takes good care of his body, and even better care of his country. They are the ones I look up to and admire, not these gangsta types with all the money, drugs, and bling. So, Happy Birthday, Marine Corp!!! I flash my titties, lick my lips, and open wide for your All-American sperm. Make me do all of those wicked things that you crave. I’m very obedient. We can even work on your anger issues and do a little knife play or violent roleplay. War games are the bomb. You give the orders, colonel. Take me prisoner, soldier, and share me with the troops!!!
Come do a call with me and let me show you my appreciation. I’ll be proud to help you blow a load on this special day. Veteran’s Day is almost here. Do your tour of duty, private, and let’s go around the world. Happy Veteran’s Day!!!
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!
My latest victim
My deviant thoughts have gotten me this far, gotten me all the whores I could possibly ever want. I made them all bleed so much, and this one will be no different. A Victim, helpless to my friend and I who will control her till we have no need for her anymore. This little subby has lots of rape fantasies and she craves the cock that will torment her cunt, and the cocks that will violate her in every way. Oh why don’t we make her beg for it? Get that Cassandra slut on her knees where she belongs. It makes my pussy dripping wet to see her there with her massive tits hanging helplessly, she really needs those things tortured! I look at those lips and can’t wait to see them torn apart by more cocks than she can count. She has no clue what is coming to her, but I am going to make her beg for it. Beg to be fucked, violated and used. She’s going to love it – beg for it over and over through her tears of pain. She can cry as much as she wants, her dripping cunt tells no lie. She can’t deny it in the least, she is loving it all. She’ll love it to the last second that I snuff that whore out. Cocks in all her holes, of course.
Snuff Porn: Recruiting Party
It’s recruitment time for the gang to round up some more victims. We have another low budget snuff porn in the plans and need those disposable fucks to be our star. These parties are always a gem and fuck I think i may set up to have the party itself filmed since we always end up with a few dead to dispose of. Sick fuckers pay good money for our shit, and I have a fucking blast doing the films.
I’m going to recruit some sleazy mother fuckers this round and yeah I’m a horny fucking She-Devil and will take full advantage of my recruits. I like cock, I like to get fucked and whoever does me the best may get a pass on being snuffed. But that will require some skill on his part. I’m very much looking forward to castration and bloodletting festivities to push me into the best fucking orgasm.The recruitments at least get their last chance at a hot fuck but if they are not pleasing me I will whip my boot knife out and stab their fucking throat. While they gurle their last breat and their cock gets stiff as a board in rigor mortis my side man will take his meat cleaver and whack that prick off.
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.
Bad Medicine
I love medical fetishes. I think it started the first time I went to the gynecologist and he molested me. I was so young and there I was spread eagle in the stirrups. Not even one hair on my tiny pussy. My dad made me go because he thought I was a little slut. He told the doctor that, so I guess the doctor took that as a free ticket to touch me in ways he wasn’t supposed to. My obsession has grown over the years to any kind of doctor – or hospital. Any place they want me to remove my clothes.
I always pretend to “forget” to put my gown on and when they come in the room I am naked and waiting. I am such a little whore I can always get them to fuck me. This was fun for awhile and then something even more exciting happened. The doctor was putting an IV in my arm – and you know how much I LOVE pain – and I watched in awe at the needle going in and the flash of blood as he finished. Then he took some vials and began filling them from the port in my arm. One after another of my fresh red blood. I swear I could feel it draining from my body.
I asked him if I could hold one and he looked confused but let me. I popped off the top and took a sip. His jaw about hit the ground, but he didn’t stop me. I poured the rest down over my naked breasts and giggled and said, “oops…” He was so flustered and didn’t know what to do so I asked him if he wanted a taste too. I saw his cock rise inside his scrubs and he slowly bent over and began licking my blood from my tits. I came so hard watching him taste the life that had been sucked out of me. He started licking and sucking harder – becoming addicted immediately to the taste of my blood. His face was covered and I ran my fingers through his hair as he finished cleaning me up with his tongue. He came in his scrubs – I could see it all down the front. I don’t like being sick – but I can certainly fake it to get myself back in to see him again!