With Cannibalism phone sex, you can eat me anyway you want. I dream of the day when you’ll finally snap my neck in a passionate act of cannibalistic lust. I long to feel you tear into my flesh, ravage my organs, and feast upon my quivering meat. The thought of being your succulent roast, oozing with juices, sets my cunny ablaze. Oh, Master, I know we’ll make some deliciously evil films as you slowly devour me, savoring every morsel!
In the meantime, I’ll be your fuck-puppet. Use my holes however you wish – pound relentlessly, gape me wide open, dump your steaming loads deep in my guts. I’ll be your filthy cum-dump with a body built for brutalization. I exist to be enslaved, tortured and violated with vile Snuff sex.
The only reality I need is you dominating me completely. I’m yours, mind, body, and soul. Thank you for choosing me to be your hot snuff slave whore. I know we’ll make some utterly depraved movies as you cannibalize the fuck out of me. My body is your altar for sacrifice.
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Cannibalism phone sex should completely devour me
A Cannibals Delight!
I may look sweet and innocent, but I promise you I am not. The things I do to get off would probably churn your stomach. I can tell you all about the first man I lured into my home. Oh, he was so sweet. I still remember the surprised look in his eyes when I did it to him. Oh, he begged me not to. He promised me money and lavish gifts. I didn’t want any of that. I wanted to hear his screams. I wanted to drink them in and let them fuel my next orgasm. This was the only way I could get off. Sex was never enough. I needed something darker and more sinister to get my pussy off.
Until that night I never knew what it was. Sure, sex was amazing, but nothing was as good as watching the light leave their eyes. Hearing them scream and never stopping just laughing and moaning as you reached your climax. I didn’t even have to touch myself to get off. Oh, and what I did next really sealed the deal. i. made the best tasting meal I ever had. I gave the bones to my furry friend and he’s just another person who disappeared in this big city.
Killer Phone Sex Turned into a Killer Meal
Killer phone sex is in high demand this July 4th You know what I like to grill on this holiday weekend? Human flesh. And I have a shrimp on the barbie as they say down under right now. But I got him last week. Takes a while to prepare a meal the way I like. Tony thought I brought him home to fuck. But I told him he had a much higher purpose in my life.
I select my meat carefully. When it comes to eating the perfect meal, I require some things. First, I do not like hormones injected into my meat. I prefer to eat organically. No Botox, no steroids, nothing like that. And that goes for implants too. Second, I like my meat to have some flesh on them bones. No skinny folks. I want to sink my teeth into well-cooked flesh. I do not want to just eat bone.
And thirdly, no whole body tattoos, or heavy piercing or hair dyes. Like I said, I watch what I eat. And what I put into my body needs to be organic and natural. Sure, I may be a cannibalism phone sex connoisseur, but I have strict requirements for my meals. And Tony checked all the boxes. A little plump, no tats, no piercings and from his body type, I could safely say no steroids either.
I Am Very Careful About What I Put in My Body
So, the first thing I did was bathe him. A warm butter bath for a few hours a day softens the skin. And makes any meal more succulent. Then I fed him corn meal and other calorie dense meals loaded with some herbs and spices to make his flesh taste better. However, he seemed to be in disbelief about what I was doing. But I assured him his death would not be in vain.
And he has been slow roasting over an open flame since last night. The meat tastes better if the food is cooked alive versus dead. But the large apple I put in his mouth dulled his screams. I should be able to enjoy his flesh around 4 pm. My snuff sex meal will be worth the wait. Tony might think he cooked alive in vain. But not me. He will feed me for months. And in this economy, a cheap meal that lasts for months is perfect.
Gangbang Rape Porn : I Happened into a Hazardous Trap
Yesterday I was out hiking, and stumbled into a Gangbang rape porn trap. Seems these men in their hunting gear were hunting a different kind of prey. Of course they hot a goldmine getting me in their cage. And I know that not only will they violate me, they will also kill me.
Gangbang Rape Porn is How I Reached My Tragic End
First thing I noticed when they had me tied up and walked me out of the cage was a large bonfire with a spit roast skewer. The thing was big enough for a human. Without a doubt I knew what my final se would me, their meal.
Once they cut my clothes off and ogled and groped at me making comments it was time. First they knocked me out again. Then the gang bang started. These filthy mongrels used my every hole. Their massive cocks were penetrating and ripping my holes.
Things just got brutal and these were no normal men, these were some form of neanderthal giants, practically all were over 6 feet. Their cocks were weapons and destroyed me bad. As I laid bloodied and cover n cum they prepped the fire.
Soon I would be impaled on the roasting pole and my final breath would be snuffed out. A Snuff phone sex whore getting what she deserves. A pig roast of a bimbo and every luscious section of my ass was sliced and consumed first. Then went my tits. Sliced right off and devoured.
Once all of my flesh was cleaned from my bones, these men took my organs and remade me into one of their tribe. Now that I am reanimated into a new simulation, or carbon copy my use can continue. Finally the fuck doll has a new version and my DNA is kept in their lab for more recreations.
Cannibalism Phone Sex is The Best Way To Control Populations
Cannibalism phone sex is a way of control. As a rambunctious filthy slut I was invited to a murder session. This was an event like a slave auction. Where the invitees where put up to auction. Yes, I was sold as a side of meat.
With my ass and tits on display the bidders got their chance to grope at my body like they would a cattle for their slaughter. In fact in this new world of over population excess becomes cattle.
Once I was purchased the got to enjoy me any way he wanted. His first thing was to fuck my ass. This gentleman did not want pussy, he only wanted my plump rump roast to tenderize with a hardcore ass fucking. Once he marinated my anus hole with his sperm he was ready to feed.
As I lay there with my ass in the air the big knife went into my flesh and sliced it like the Sunday Ham. My screams were stifled by a pair of sperm filled severed balls in my mouth. Like an apple in a pig. As my ass got sliced I bit down to a squirting of intoxicating sperm in my mouth.
Cannibalism phone sex whores get roasted slowly
Cannibalism phone sex whore. Signed her body and soul over to a powerful Master. He is a sick and twisted individual with no limits to his cruelty. He branded me as his personal fucktoy slut, his unending entertainment. So here I am, tied to this spit rod, slowly being turned over a low fire.
With each turn, he laughs to himself. Pokes my skin and says, “Almost tender!” I didn’t know if he was really going to cook me over the flames at this point. Master takes a perverse joy in letting me wonder what my fate will be.
Alas, I did not die. I only wish I had. He had me stuck on that spit for hours. Most of the time, I was a good Torture sex slave. But in the last hour, I could smell my flesh, smokey, sweet, and I could imagine it so juicy. I was so hungry and tired I cried out. I just wanted a little bit, but he denied me. Instead, he made me choke on his rod while he took a little taste.
Forbidden Pleasures: A Night of Dark Desires
Hello, my sinful seekers, gather close as I reveal a tale of the most forbidden fruits, a night where morality was thrown out the window, and pleasure took center stage.
I, a daring temptress, found myself in a dark, secluded chamber, about to indulge in a trio of taboo delights: ass rape, blasphemy, and cannibalism. My heart raced with anticipation. A dominant lover, a devilish priest, approached me. He pressed his body against mine, his breath hot on my neck. “Tonight, we indulge in the ultimate sins,” he whispered.
First, he took me from behind, his thick cock invading my tight ass. I moaned, a mixture of pleasure and pain, as he pounded into me, my cries filling the room.
“Blaspheme, my pet,” he ordered, his voice laced with lust. I screamed profane words, my voice hoarse from the intensity.The night took a darker turn as he revealed his true desire. “I want to taste your flesh,” he said, his fingers tracing my body. I offered myself willingly, my skin tingling with anticipation. He kissed my neck, then bit, his teeth sinking deep, drawing blood.
I climaxed as he devoured me, my orgasm mingling with the sensation of being eaten alive. It was a night of the darkest pleasures, a journey into the forbidden.
Come into the depths of depravity, where the most shocking desires are realized. Are you brave enough to explore these dark corners? Call me, and let’s create a world where taboo desires rule and every sin is a pathway to ecstasy. 💋🔥🌚
Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better.
Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better. I do so like getting things bloody. I mean a body can lose a few pints before death. Now we do have the goths that really insist they like a good bloody massacre. At the same time, they wear all black to hide the evidence.
Now you tell me what fun it is. I could see if they were to help hide the stains but me personally, I am damn proud of those stains. As shown above there are many ways that I take a cock.
Just beware. Loraina Bobbett was well known for the bloody mess she made. When she bit off the cock of her husband. Now would that be Castration phone sex or Cannibalism. After all, it could be one or the other.
Time after time you will be shown the differences. What will be your difference. Huh. Care to share with me. I do like knives, but as I said skill saw they are better. Much better in fact.
Like a chainsaw could be used. Then you would have the mutilation involved. Oh, the choices. Not sure which one I should pick. Should we ask the little goth girl that we are going to kill?
Cannibalism phone sex sinks my teeth in your filthy cock
Cannibalism phone sex games are my favorite when I get to switch. The shadows are my friend, and my purpose is to serve my Master Daddy. He has turned me into a creature of the night, a being who thrives on pain and pleasure in equal measure. My life is one of constant punishment, but when I have the chance to dish it out, I do so with a vengeance.
It feels so good to sink my teeth into flesh. If I am a really good girl, Master Daddy will throw me a special bone, a sissy bitch like you. He lures you to our crypt, leading you on to think you will just suck is dick. But you are such a stupid whore. You are prey and I’m the one who gets to catch you. He’ll bring you to his finest bedroom and once you get comfortable, I come in.
I taunt you, slap you around, threaten to expose your faggot ass to the world, so you follow my orders. And anyway, it’s not like you want that thing in between your legs. It always felt wrong, didn’t it? Cannibalistic Castration phone sex is the answer. I will sink my teeth into your cock and rip it off. Quick like a band-aid, no more pretending for you, babe. You’ll have a brand new gash, and my Master Daddy will pop that bloody cherry.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Connoisseur Cooks Girl Meat Over an Open Flame
I am a connoisseur of cannibalism phone sex. Something so primal about hunting for your food. I am not a traditional meat lover. In fact, I eat zero animal meat. Not even fish or poultry. But I will eat human flesh occasionally. One male or female body can feed me for months. Girl meat tastes better. I think that’s because female skin is softer, less lean muscle mass that makes male meat tougher to chew regardless of how you cook it.
Two weeks ago, I kidnapped some drunk hot teen slut. Because she appeared so drunk, I had no problem getting her into my car. She sat in a cage in my dungeon for two weeks before I cooked her last night. Daily butter baths softened her skin. I like to eat clean girls. By that I mean, no tattoos or piercings, natural hair color and no Botox in the face. Young girls rarely do Botox, but I have seen a few. I will not put poison in my body by eating tainted snuff sex meat,
I Have a Special Taste for Girl Meat
This girl fell into my lap. And I took it as a sign to replenish my meat stash. After a couple weeks of butter baths, and high protein meals to fatten her up, I finally spit roasted her last night. But before I could roast her, I needed to drain her blood and take out her organ meat. That gets cooked indoors. And I needed to remove her head. Once I took out the brain, I tossed the head to the coyotes.
I prefer cooking the skin over an open fire. It cooks more evenly. Plus, the smell of burning girl flesh intoxicates me. It has a unique smell. I seasoned my meat before I cooked it. And I put vegetables in her abdomen just like you stuff a turkey. And I ate like a queen last night. A sadistic phone sex queen. But I have plenty of leftovers. Are you hungry?