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Cannibal Captive Sliced and Left Bloddy

Cannibalism phone sex

 

Tear me apart. You know you want to. You see a victim on the floor, helpless, practically begging to be in your clutches. It is not everyday you get a live one, a human drugged out and ready to be consumed. You see my chest heave up and down, showing signs of life. You go down my legs, noticing characteristics that would indicate I am young. Fresh young meat was always your favorite. You know what to do. Take out a knife and slice my throat. Watch me try to cover my throat with my hands to stop the bleeding. It is a fruitless effort as the blood spews from my neck, killing me quickly. A lick of my blood gets you going so you can properly prepare me for consumption. You have your butcher knife in hand ready to slice and dice me to your liking. Where do you think you will start? My juicy thighs? My tender arms? My supple neck that you slashed? The choice is yours.

Eviction notice

 

violent phone sex

Violent phone sex is something im pretty good at. After all, my boyfriend abuses me. Recently the eviction letter was up my boyfriend was angry. He saw red and kept blaming me for not being able to make me. All the rough sex was a punishment. All that I am suitable for is being a slut that’s going to have to provide so that her boyfriend doesn’t leave. Anything that my boyfriend tom wants, I will do. When he brought his friends over to fuck me, I had to take each cock raw. They all wanted a turn to choke me out, slap me around, and spit on my face. All the name-calling got so severe that I began to cry my eyes out while they got rougher. I kept passing out each time they pounded me because they were going too hard with no mercy.

torture sex

Now that we are having issues making the rent, tom has told me to find a better job. I had to sign up as an escort to make money. When I began working, I kept getting robbed and beaten. Finally, I scraped up enough money for the rent and stopped the eviction. As happy as I thought tom would give me a break, instead, he began to tell me what a loser I am for letting random men fuck me without his consent. Torture sex, for me, was going to be something I’d have to endure forever. A snuff enslaved person I’d be till my last breath.

Snuff sex with a stripper

Accomplice phone sex I went to a gentlemen’s club last night with one of my tricks.. He likes to tag me along to reel in the bitches! We had some stripper bitch run a private session for us… She got a little hasty when she realized she wasn’t the one getting paid, I was. She tried running her dick suckers and suggesting we get a hotel room instead of wasting her time. We had already paid her for the private session but she wanted an extra tip for her cock sucking deed. She started getting real fucking mouthy and defying Damien’s instructions.. 

We terrorized that bitch and knocked her out with Chloroform.. We figured she could use a better fucking attitude! She started tripping out, her mood swung and she was acting like a kind, silly bitch. She was spinning around the pole when suddenly her dirty ass hit the floor and cracked her fucking neck. It was the sound of her bones cracking that excited me! Poor thing, she should have considered with no protection besides some high fuck outside of the door paying no mind to her tramp ass; to keep her mouth shut. 

I slurped Damien’s cock like a good accomplice whore until he was ready to blow his load. He glazed her glasses with a huge cumload.. He’s no newb to having Sex with dead bodies.. I snapped her legs into a split and he let off another load inside of her gaping asshole. He normally calls me up for Snuff phone sex and we watch Snuff porn together but an in person visit every now and then keeps our dark flame lit.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Welcome To Out Bakery!

Cannibalism Phone SexWelcome to the big slut bakery where we have all the best-baked babe goods for cannibalism phone sex. It is a breakfast bar-type cafe, similar to star bucks. Only instead of coffee topped with almond milk or oat milk, you have beautiful fresh breast milk or human nut instead. Inside our pastry displays, you will find a wide variety of snacks to have with your late. Lady fingers are a crowd-pleaser. They are a sweet flaky snack with the bone removed from the middle and filled with cream, again made from whipped breast milk. 

Another favorite is the breast doughnuts around. Pun absolutely intended. Breast doughnuts are round A-C cup tits perfectly removed and roasted like a fluffy breakfast surprise. Atop them sits the crispy nipple ready to give a nice crunch when you open your mouth wide for your first consumption. However, my favorite is the big crispy babe belly which gets sliced up thin and fried after curing. With a beautiful taste like bacon, this type of rich organic meat just can’t be matched on the market. The perfect start to any cannibalism morning routine, not to mention all-out meat is kosher! 

Bloody phone sex in a park for my hubbie is just who I am

Bloody Phone SexMy boyfriend invited me out, which is normally code word for get super fucked up and ride everyone in the vicinity while having bloody phone sex. Tonight was no different, I knew the moment I got to the park they decided was a good meeting place that I was about to have a hell of a time. If by hell of a time one normally means getting whipped against a swingset while being fucked. I took a deep breath, looked him in the eyes. “Do we need the money that badly?” He didn’t have to answer, I knew what I was, a no good whore that needs to learn her place again and again until she stops feeling it. My whole body was sore from the night before, and the night before that, and the night before that. This was going to be nothing, and after a quick breath I took my position. My belly flat on the swing seat ready for their fantasy phone sex desires, my ass hanging out in the air, my tits in a great position for someone to play with while their cock bobbed between them. I wasn’t surprised when two guys took their place. One deciding to forego my pussy in pursuit of causing me much more pain. He thrust right into my ass without a warning and started a brutal fuck that had me crying well before even the barest amount of precum was used to lube my abused hole. I didn’t get to cry out for long though, probably for the best, before an even bigger dick was slipping into my mouth. My hair was grabbed, and it was rammed so deep I heard my jaw crack and snap. I hoped the blood I’d be leaving all over the ground wasn’t going to be traced back to anyone. My hubbie needed his money, and that meant I put up with it with an attempted smile. I always provide gangbang rape porn for men like these.

Gas Station Knife Play Phone Sex

Knife play phone sex

I love knife play phone sex so much that I grab a new blade every chance I can get.  Can’t have fun with knives if you don’t have a shit ton of them, that’s what I always say.  I think my favorite blades to buy are gas station knives.  No, they’re not of a high quality or better at cutting than other knives.  In fact, they’re usually trash.  That’s why I like them.  They’re flashy, gaudy and dumb looking just like the dumb fuck pigs I poke, slice and cut with them.

You’ve seen them, they’re everywhere; guys who look like a walking, talking gas station knife.  Trendy haircut, sharply trimmed beard, usually wearing some sort of MMA or booze branded shirt.  Those are the ones, human gas station knives polluting my air with their noxious gasses and vile noises.  They’re easy to hunt, you can hear their call from miles away.  “Yo!  Let’s go!” they bellow as they bounce around from bar to bar with their shit head buddies looking for any sexy little slit they can find to pay them an ounce of attention.  I have a slit for them, right across their muscle bound throats.

They love a slutty looking chick who has a craving for cum sparkling in her eyes.  I can do that really well.  I am, indeed, slutty by nature and love a good blast of jizz shot deep in my cooch, but only when I like the guy.  No one can like these sentient Monster energy drink cans, they’re vapid, hollow and have little goals other than getting wasted and drained.  They’re some of my favorite targets, even more so than the little sluts they pursue.  Cutting them up with a cheap and barely sharpened gas station knife makes for really bloody phone sex.  Listen… I think I can hear one now.

 

Ass rape porn is what I got in the park bathroom

As i went to the bathroom at the park i was at and i didn’t know i would end being part of making Ass rape porn. As i walked in a few guys were harassing me a bit, what they called flirting. As I finished washing my hands three guys walked in. without a word they grabbed me and started ripping my clothes off. I begged them to stop but they wouldn’t. That is when I was shoved to the ground and a hard cock was forced into my mouth. He fucked my throat so hard i couldn’t breathe and i almost passed out.

Ass rape porn

He slapped me so I wouldn’t pass out and when I looked up, I could see they were filming everything with their phones. They laughed as he pushed my face down on the bathroom floor and spread my ass open. I was trying to scream but a dick was shoved in my mouth. The other one forced his cock deep in my ass and fucked me hard. while the other guy filmed he cheered and said how he was going to be next. My asshole was getting ripped open and I could feel the blood running down my legs. They filmed  themselves fulfilling their Rape phone sex fantasies with my asshole. They didn’t stop until my ass was dripping with cum and blood. When they were done with me they choked me until my body went limp, I guess they thought I was dead. But I woke up a bit later bloody and sore, still alive.

Violent Phone Sex is the Only Kind I Want

violent phone sexViolent phone sex is the only kind of I have with callers. I am not a GFE girl. No romance in me at all. In fact, I dismember men who try to get romantic with me and eat them for breakfast. I am very clear that I am not looking for a boyfriend. The only use men serve me is as an accomplice or a victim. There is no middle road with me because I do not think like a woman. I think like a stone-cold killer. I killed a boy in high school. He was my first male kill. I had slaughtered some mean girls, but no guys yet. This tool had it coming. He was a popular jock. He thought he could target me. He thought I was easy prey as a loner Goth girl. Ture, I ran with the Dungeons and Dragon crowd. I was not popular. I was different. But I was not some dumb girl who believed the school jock really wanted to date me. I was prepared for him. Men have never been able to get the upper hand with me because I see right though them. He showed up at my place claiming he wanted to date me. I knew what the jocks did. They made gangbang rape porn movies with nerdy, unpopular high school girls and blasted the videos all over school to slut shame them. Before he had a chance to fuck me, I stabbed him in the balls. I did not castrate him, but I deflated each ball with a sharp pencil through each testicle. I told him that was for all the other women who were not as smart as me. My grandpa heard the screams, came to my rescue and realized I was not the one screaming. He was proud of me. He encouraged me to kill the boy and put him out of every woman’s misery. With my grandpa cheering me on, I slit his throat with a paring knife and watched him bleed out on the grass. My grandpa fed his corpse to the wood chipper and we used his remains as fertilizer. Got my first taste of snuff porn that day. Been a killing machine ever since.

Torture sex with a Instagram “Model”

Accomplice phone sexWe tortured and strangled her, then used her like a cum dumpster! I met this girl at the library who claimed she was some sort of model.. Come to find out she was nothing but a low down Instagram skank, who flaunts her botched body online! She had made plans with me on several occasions and kept standing me up. I was super excited to finally have a friend… I don’t really open up much to people and I actually felt comfortable around her. I guess she and I were very different. She was very popular, so popular she would even host events at big time clubs in Vegas. 

I started following her around, idk she was interesting.. I wanted to know more about her! We were supposed to meet up last night but she stood me up.. yet again! She told me she wasn’t feeling well and was going to stay in for the night! I decided to camp out across the street from her house in a bush.. I saw her come out, she was wearing a micro mini skirt, some sort of skimpy bikini top,  a tight fitted fur coat and  what appeared to be hooker boots..  That stupid fucking tramp lied to me, she was NOT sick! 

I was pissed! She got into her car and lit a cigarette.. Something about the flame reflecting off of her pale face triggered me. I was hoping her false lashes would have lit on fire.. But, they didn’t. After the club she walked through a dark alley to get back to her unregistered car she had parked on the back street. That’s when me and my boy threw a bag over her head and dragged her back to her car and tossed her in the trunk!

I intended only to sort of give her an idea of who the fuck she was messing with. But, Tom couldn’t wait to treat her like the skank she was dressed like..  When we got back to his place he dragged her by her hair extensions across the pavement, bent her over his 1998 Camaro and rammed his cock up her ass.. Snuff phone sexAt that point I knew the only thing we were going to be able to do after what he had just done,  was kill her!

I wrapped barbed wire around her neck and strangled her to death while his cum was leaking out of her crotch.. She looked at me dead in my eyes as she took her last breath. Tom loves having Sex with dead bodies so we haven’t buried her yet.. We have been posting “Fake” murder and decapitation Snuff porn skits of her all over the web.. What some may be seeing as acting is believe it or not,  real Gruesome Torture sex with an actual decomposing body! 

Snuff Movies for Street Vengeance

snuff moviesI am known for my snuff movies. I make all kinds, but they are all brutal. Very brutal. I guess you could call me a gore whore. The bloodier the better. I was going to just torture this one guy. He was a total tool. A jerk who has an unhealthy habit of predatory behavior. I was hired by a girl he stalked to castrate him. She wanted to make sure he never ruined another woman’s life. He is some trust fund boy who thinks the world owes him. He will never face his consequences because he uses his money to make sure he has no consequences. My client just wanted his balls gone, but she hired a sadistic phone sex bitch. This guy deserved more than that. I stalked him for a few days to learn his habits. I watched him do a ton of predatory things and just shrug his shoulders like it was no big deal. Asshole. Self-entitled douche bag.  He needed to suffer. Hell, he needed to die. I know my Goth looks are not what he liked. But I can be a chameleon. I donned a blonde wig. Put on a club dress and high heels. And set the bastard up. He never saw it coming. He was still perplexed when he woke up. But he quickly realized he was in trouble, deadly trouble. I had my camera rolling and I got right into. I told him his litany of crimes and how I was summoned to make him pay for his crimes since the legal system failed his victims. He looked scared when he saw my big knife. He pissed himself when I put the knife under his balls. I told him to smile for the camera and then the torture sex began. I cut his balls off like I was paid to do, but I chopped his dick in half too. That was for fun. I sliced it in the right place so blood spurted everywhere like a severed head. I carved him up like a piece of meat. My client got her pound of flesh and a lot more. I cannot let such a tool live. Not one with money because he will escape justice every time. No one, however, is above my street justice. No one.