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Let me be your Christmas dinner

Accomplice phone sexI love being tied up like a little hog. Pretending the big red ball gag in my mouth was a apple, and I would be already for you to roast up for your Christmas dinner. I would love to be in the oven getting nice and crispy for you to enjoy. Wrapping my fingers, toes, and nipples so they don’t burn. I would be already shaved and have all the drugs detoxed out of my body so I can taste the best for you. You can shove all your veggies and seasonings into my cunt and ass hole so I can taste so yummy. I promise I will be a good little whore for you. I will let you do whatever you want so I can be your Christmas dinner.

Park Fun

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Daddy and I went to the park today. He had me pick out three precious little brats for us to play with! He knows how badly I love to feel them screaming and crying through my pussy as I sit on their face while Daddy violates them. I described them all for Daddy…I pointed at the one on the slide! Her clothing still in the T section and pampers still on her little smooth ass. I held and stroked Daddys cock as he throbbed in my hand. I knew this one was a keeper… I moved on pointing out an even younger princess in the sand box. So little and innocent she could not even keep her own head up she was so fresh and young. I was getting really turned on myself when I spotted the jackpot. I jerked Daddys cock harder and made sure he saw the tiny little twins I was going to bring over for Daddy to fuck, to fuck all the way open. It wasn’t long before Daddy was fucking them bloody, my pussy on their faces and my mouth on Daddys cock poking out the hole I cut in their pathetic tummies. I love it!

Holiday long pig

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The weather here in Oregon has been rather intense, with heavy snow and powerful winds with temperatures in the single digits. I was on my way home from a shopping trip at a newer little Mennonite store that was opened here in town. I love it there for all of the bulk, raw, whole foods I can get to work with. No processed pesto here! The snow was driving thickly to the ground, and through it I glimpsed some blinking hazard lights from a disabled vehicle. I pulled over to see what the situation was, and was pleasantly surprised to see a thick-thighed beauty pop out of the car waiving. She was wearing these nice, soft leggings that outlined her hips just beautifully, with a smaller waist and bountiful breasts. I opened my passenger door and waived her in.

She sat down and curled up against the shivers racking her body. “Oh thank you! I thought no one would stop. It’s so cold, my car died almost an hour ago, and my cell is still in the shop, so I couldn’t call for help!”

“My goodness! I’m so sorry to hear that! Do you have all of your purse and identification with you? My place isn’t too terribly far away, I’ll take you there and get you warmed up with something hot to drink, and get you a phone so we can get your vehicle taken care of. Do you need to call your mom or anything?” I asked the slightly blue-faced girl.

“No, mom died last year, and I never knew dad. It’s just me.” She said, her teeth still chattering.

I smiled inwardly, no attachments. Even better!

Once I got her inside and sat down, I called Rick downstairs. He smiled graciously at our guest, and asked, “Langley, darling! I had no idea we were having a guest for dinner!?”

“I found her out in the snow all alone. Her vehicle was stranded, the poor dear is all alone in the world, and was nearly half frozen!” I replied as I handed her a cup of steaming hot chocolate.

“Oh my dear young lady! You sip that heat into you and we’ll get you warmed all up. Then we’ll see what to do with you.”

Before she could reply, her eyes were drooping, the “special ingredient” I added was working already. Easy with a chilled, dehydrated body to begin with.

“It’s not often that we have meat that is both frozen, and fresh!” I joked with Rick, getting a warm smile and a chuckle in return.

Once she was thoroughly cleaned inside and out, and shaved nice and smooth, we began rubbing her down with fine coconut oil. I wanted to try some new flavors for the coming up Christmas holiday, so I ground cloves with my ginger root and some allspice, and tossed it with pineapple chunks. I used this to stuff her young, smooth cunt, and her very nicely cleaned little asshole, followed by a wild rice blend I came up with. Then sewed her tightly shut.

I also cut tiny slits, deep and sideays into the thicker parts of her tits, stomach, and thighs, adding a few whole cloves to add to her aroma. I filled her stomach with the same stuffing mix as in her other end, plus some apples. I have a very soft spot for apple stuffing when it comes to the wilder, richer meats.

Together we tied her to the specialized spit, securing her legs slightly apart, her hands and arms were carefully bound with baking twine, and her head fastened to the headrest we had made, so no part of her would wiggle. It’s important for the girl meat to stay exactly where we put it! She began to stir a little bit, whimpering and crying with the sensations of all her holes being full and sewed shut. She tried to cry, beg, to scream. But a throat full of stuffing, and a sewn-shut mouth didn’t allow for words. As hard as she tried to open her lips, she only managed to pull and tug her sutures, making them bleed a little.

Rick lit the fire, and we curled up in our chairs in front of the fire pit to watch her roast. We took turns every so often turning her over and over a few times, so we got a nice, even roast. She cried and sobbed for nearly an hour over the low heat, before her blood finally thickened and boiled within her, making her shut down. around 6 hours in, after the side dishes were prepared, she was done. Her internal temp had reached around 170 degrees, and deep splits were showing on all sides. With the repetitive basting and seasoning while she was roasting, her skin had developed a beautiful dark golden brown finish, and she smelled so beautiful and fragrant!

We served her with a nice festive salad, fresh whole grain bread, and cranberry sauce.

“Happy holidays, Rick. Here’s cheers to many more satisfying shopping trips, and beautiful meals together!’

He smiled, “Happy holidays, Langley. We make a great team! Cheers!”

Cold duck was such a perfect, bubbly drink to wash our holiday roasted long pig down with.

Successful breeding, but…

Snuff phone sexAs a little time passed, Langley grew very fond of Lo’ Din. There was something about him, in his pheromones, that kept her in constant need of his presence. And constantly horny. The drive to have him inside her, filling her, was in every thought of every waking moment. Until one day, when it just kind of slowed down. Her body still reacted with violent orgasms whenever he touched her, licked her, fucked her body. But something changed. She felt hungry, so hungry, and aggressive. And sad.

Lo’ Din had been gone all day with a hunting party, and she had stayed behind with another girl, Sarah, who had been left in the forest a couple weeks after Langley. The day dragged on, as it got darker, she felt agitated. She didn’t know why, he’d been out hunting countless times, and she had been fine if not a little over horny while he was out. She rested on the floor of their den by the fire. It was so pretty. All of a sudden, pain racked her body, again, and again. Her vision changed. She threw up. and her body jerked and writhed, it seemed she was going to split in two. She passed out. The next she knew she was running through the forest. The moonlight was so bright, she could easily see. Not that she needed to. She could smell Lo’ Din. How could she smell him? The thought left as soon as it arrived, as the need to find him, to have him inside her filled every sense and reaction. Fantasy phone sex

He barely had time to sense her before she was upon him, pinning him down, nipping and biting him, licking him all over. With a massive grown he flipped her, pinning her on her back, with a snarl that nearly reached her throat before he recognized her.

“My little one? Is that you? Why yes, it is you. I know those eyes anywhere. But… You’ve changed! I didn’t know that was possible!”

At his words she looked down at herself, surprised to see a lean, full-breasted, furry body. But she didn’t care, she reached her massively long, new tongue down, wrapping it around his already exposed red rocket, and guided it right to her furry cunt. Before he could gasp she was fucking him hard, slamming him into her faster and faster. They flailed back and fourth, dirt and parts of trees exploded around them. The wildest, carnal fuck she’d ever experienced. They both sang to the night in their orgasms.

As they lay there, spent in each others arms, she faded back to her human, naked form, huddling against him for warmth. He laid his hand on her belly.

“So, my little one. It seems when you’re pregnant, you can change. This is interesting indeed.”

“Wait, what? You mean, I’m.. We’re..” she stammered.

“Yes, you will give us a little one of our own.”

Snuffed out at the morgue

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Sometimes I get a wild hair and I have the need to add another victim to my friends at the morgue. Today was that day. I saw her walking down the street in a pair of stilettos, her head held high as if she was better than everyone. I decided that she would be my victim. I followed her to her car, and when she went to get in, I came up from behind and wrapped a chain around her neck. After securing her hands and feet, I put her into the backseat of her own car and drove her to the morgue. I took her to the back room, the dungeon where I keep all of my toys. Securing her to a table, I began to cut into her body with my knife, Cassie, just to watch her bleed. Seeing her beg for mercy just made my pussy that much wetter. As I snuffed her out, I got myself off with one of the men that was just brought in earlier that day.

Lycanthropy Loving Langley

Fantasy Phone SexHer eyes began to barely flutter open. The last thing she remembered was walking towards school after missing her bus. The light was painfully blinding, and stung her sensitive corneas as she tried to focus. She could feel something binding her limbs to her sides in some sort of chair. Something heavy around her neck.

A light male voice “Dr. D., Number 37 is waking up.”

A slight pause, then another voice “Why good morning, 37! I’m glad to see you’re waking up before your release.”

She’s confused, “Release? Wha… What’s going on? Where am I? Where’s mom” Who are you?” She starts to weep. Through her tears she registers some sort of hospital setting, white curtains and some men in lab coats, others in fatigues.

“Well 37, you are lucky enough to be selected for a very important role in our research. Now, I have a few questions for you. Are you sexually active?”

She feels flushed at the question. “What’s so important about my private life?”

He chuckles, “Well, I certainly do hope you’ve had at least a little experience, as virgins tend to suffer quite a bit more than others when they’re given. Are you on any sort of birth control, 37?”

“No. Why do you keep calling me ’37’? My name is Langley.” She’s getting more confused and pissed by the minute. Who did these jerks thing they are?

“Oh good!” the man called “Dr. D.” seemed overjoyed at the news. “Jim, go ahead and give her the shot.” A sharp sting into her neck.

“What the fuck was that? What are you doing to me?”

“Do you know why I don’t care what your name is, 37? Because it no longer matters. You will not be ‘Langley’ ever again. You’re never going to see your parents again, or your friends. Life as you know it will never exist. And, should you survive, you’ll eventually forget it ever existed. This place is my baby. It’s a very special kind of wildlife compound, housing my little family. They were made by me, here in these walls. But, the only problem is, they keep coming out male. Well, 37, that’s where you come in. A few human women seem genetically compatible to breed. Ok Jim, get the men to move her out. Good luck, 37. Oh, and a piece of advice, try not to be too scared, they can smell it.”

She started panicking. Nothing made sense, she couldn’t process anything the guy said. It all felt like a nightmare. Wake up, wake up, wake up!

The chair she was in was being rolled down a long, metal coated corridor towards a big door by two of the armed men. They pressed a button that raised the door, unfastened her, and threw her out into a forest, making her hit the ground hard. The door slammed shut behind her. It was dusk, and the dark was growing quickly. Once the air returned to her lungs, she stared around, shivering. The air was cold, and she was still only wearing her school uniform, and as always, no panties.

Something nearby in the forest rustled, and she heard a low growl that stood every hair on her body on end.

With a trembling voice, she called out, “Hello? is anyone there? Hello?” Another low growl was her only answer. She thought “Oh God, oh God! Maybe if I lay here and pretend to be dead it won’t hurt me.” She closed her eyes and curled up tightly. She heard something padding toward her. Closer. Closer still. Something breathed on the back of her neck, sniffing her. Her heart pounded in her throat. It sniffed the length of her body, hovering over her cunt, then back up again. A huge, hot tongue, up the side of her neck. Another growl right in her ear, and the deepest voice she’d ever heard, “female, I know you are awake, you were calling to me.”

Holy fuck! Her eyes spring open, and fear strikes her so hard she can’t even scream. Before her crouched a wolf-man, easily three times her size. His fur was coal black, his flesh dark, and his eyes gleaming golden. He was definitely male, and terrifyingly beautiful. Even as her blood ran cold, her womanhood ran hot. Again he spoke, “Get up.” She just huddled there, shivering in more than just cold. He snarled “Get up. You are mine, and you will obey!” Fear spurned her to her feet, nearly jumping clear out of her own skin. “Good girl.” he gruffed. He lowered down to his hand-paws, and stalked in a circle around her, inspecting her, before standing before her again. He repeated, “You are mine, and only mine. Do you understand?” She nodded, and mumbled under her breath “Oh God, oh God, oh God.” His big eyes narrowed, “Who is your ‘God’ you speak of?”  She swallowed heard, and squeaked, “Y..Y..You are.” He seemed pleased, “Good.Why are you shaking?”

Tears ran down her cheeks, “Please, please don’t hurt me.” His stance softened, “I will not hurt you. You are mine. But, I expect obedience. Do you understand me? Do as you’re told, and you will not be injured.” She was surprised at how articulate this creature seemed. She allowed herself to look at him. His body was powerful in every way. She could feel it radiating off of him. She could feel the heat gathering in her belly begin to flow down her thighs in little drops like sweet condensation. He drew her to him, and with one claw from his great paw, sliced her clothes completely off. He carried her easily to a soft place beneath a tree and laid her down. He cupped her breasts, and his giant, long tongue began at her throat, flicking over her pulse, circling down across her erect nipples. He traced her body lines, down each side, and to her knees, before working back up her thighs. He took his time teasing her pussy lips, and finding her little pearl tucked away there. Her body reacted so violently, shuddering and quivering. Wave after wave crashed over her as he slipped his tongue inside her, tasting deep within. His red rocket was fully unsheathed when he lifted her legs far above her head, and slid inside her little cunt. She gasped with the perfectly sweet pain. She’d never experienced anything so full, so deep. Her hips rose to meet his with every stroke, the knot in his shaft growing more and more.

They came together, even as she clutched to his massive, strong chest, he howled his possession into the night.

A chorus of answering howls rung through the dark.

“He held her cheek and looked into her eyes as he told her,

“You will call me Master, little one. I am Lo’ Din. King of the wolf people. And truly, you are mine.”

Snuff Porn Thanksgiving

snuff pornHappy snuff porn Thanksgiving. I hate the holidays. Only thing I want to stuff today is my knife into some little whore. I find little ones annoying as fuck actually. I don’t have a maternal bone in my body, which actually makes me a great accomplice if your want to force fuck and torture little ones. I would never try to save them. In fact, I would be encouraging you to do very bad things. Thanksgiving is a wonderful time to hunt too. Parents get drunk or high. They get their bellies filled with dead bird, which makes them sleepy and they neglect their little ones.  Those little ones fall prey to sadistic folks like us every major holiday. What do you think? I suggest we hunt for a tender little bird, clip her wings and stuff her ass with your huge cock. If we find one young enough, it will be such a tight fit too. More than that though. Young enough, tiny enough, your cock will literally split her in two. I love a bloody bird. Once you split that young bird in two, I will gut her. Reach my hands right inside of her, pull out her entrails and for shits and giggles, I will stuff them up her ass. We could even put her in the oven, roast her to a nice golden brown then have a very special Thanksgiving dinner.

We killed her together

accomplice phone sexWe killed her together last night and it was total bliss… for us of course, the stupid little slut we killed was feeling nothing but pain! We found her walking alone late at night, she was obviously coming from a party because she was dressed like a whore and pretty wasted which made is very easy to snatch her up and take her back to our place. She was so fucked up at first that we didn’t even need to restrain her, we just held her down and violated all of her fuck holes one by one until they were all torn and bleeding. By that time she was begging us to stop hurting her but we were way too excited to stop at that point so we just literally fucked that whore to death!

My Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind of phone sex. I need something extreme to get off. How about you? I’m easily annoyed and driven by revenge and sick folly. Things most people would never consider, are every day thoughts to me. Like today. I saw this blonde blue eyed little angel at Dairy Queen. She was licking on a vanilla cone and all I could think about was her licking your cock. You know you would  enjoy having an extremely little girl blowing your cock. Then my next image is of your bloody cock from fucking her tight little cunnie. Then I see her crying from the pain your cock is causing her butt hole as you force fuck her ass. I almost touched myself in Dairy Queen. I went to my car to lick my cone and rub my pussy thinking of all the violent and fun things we could do with such a little angel. Of course the last thing we would do with her is snuff sex. Can’t let the little cunt live to tell people about the vile ways we violated her little body , can we! I really need an accomplice phone sex partner. I know I am not alone in my dark fantasies.

She was lost and alone so I brought her home

accomplice phone sexI was out late last night looking for the perfect victim when I stumbled across her. Like literally stumbled across her because the bitch was drunk as hell and laying in the middle of the fucking sidewalk. I picked her up and half dragged her back to my car and just brought that bitch home with me. The whole time she kept asking me where she was and what was I doing but I just ignored her until I got back to my place and had my friend help me get her out of the car. We cleaned her up and had her naked and on the counter before she started to really wake up but she didn’t start to scream until she saw the giant oven we were about to put her in… when she saw that she screamed plenty! It was far too late for her though, we popped her right on in there and roasted her for our late night dinner… and boy was she delicious!