Cannibalism phone sex may not be as popular as some of the other kinky fetishes, but it is one of my favorites. During the quarantine, I feasted on a couple tender age bodies. I did not want to go to the store and interact with dickheads. There was a food shortage and money was not predictable, so I hunted for my food. It gives me immense pleasure to hunt for my food. I lucked out and found two teen girls. Mall rats with no mall to go to because of Covid. I offered to get them some beer which is why they were hanging out in the parking lot of a liquor store. Lucky for me, booze barns were considered essential. I told them they could party at my please. Stupid cunts believed me. They trusted a creepy Goth girl with their lives, and they paid for their stupidity. I had to fatten them up for a few weeks. I kept them chained in the basement while I fed them high protein clean foods. You are what you eat, and I like my meals clean and free of artificial additives. They were scared shitless, but they had no clue my nefarious plans included eating their tender flesh. They thought I took them to traffic their bodies. These worthless young whores were going to die to feed me. A noble death. Worthless whores. When I cooked them, I seasoned them just right. Soaked them in butter and added seasonings. I boiled them in two large pots. They died together. I cut them up into meal portions and froze them in my industrial size freezer. I have been eating those missing whores daily for the past year. No one will ever find their bodies because I shit them out and flush them away. Are you hungry? I need to replenish my food supply.
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Knife Play Phone Sex for Fun
Knife play phone sex is my favorite. Knives will always be my weapon of choice. I have more control with knives. It takes more skill. Knives have more versatility too. I like to take my time killing. I love torture, pain and blood. I had a guy over last night. He thought it was for a date. I had other plans. There was not anything wrong with him. In fact, I could have seen myself dating him if I were looking for a boyfriend. I was just in the mood to kill. I was in the mood to mutilate. I drugged his wine. He was out cold quickly. I knew he would not be out long though. I only gave him enough to let me restrain him. He would have fought me too much and maybe gotten the upper hand. He was not my typical victim. I usually pick total losers, but I was in the mood for a challenge. I dragged him to the kitchen. I had a tarp on the floor and restraints ready. I tied him to heavy kitchen appliances. He was not going anywhere. I looked so tiny straddling his wide frame. The moment he woke up and started to break free, I stabbed him. I know just how to stab to miss major arteries and organs. I planned on killing him, but slowly. He had this look on his face that said, “Bitch, why?” Because I can. I put a castration band on his big dick. He was not a tiny dick loser. He had big balls and I sawed them off. I put his severed testicles in his mouth to muffle his screams. I carved him up like a side of beef. I was experimenting with my knife. I was also, experimenting with a new cannibalism phone sex recipe. His thick abs and healthy organs would make a tasty meal. I had him tied up for hours dicing his flesh off his body, draining his blood and just being a psychopath with a knife. Do you want to be my next victim?
Seasoned meat
Sometimes I’m painted as the most evil accomplice phone sex whore ever. I can’t say that people would be wrong, though.
Just because you end up in my hands as a nice piece of meat for me to slaughter doesn’t mean I am the most evil!
Your body will provide so many meals for the downtrodden and the homeless.
I do owe it to the unsheltered community since I keep taking the little beauties and giving those wretched lives a true purpose.
Gaped, Tortured and used like a piece of fuck-meat.
You know, true living pocket pussy. I always end that pathetic life and give back to the community.
It’s not just these male and female young ones that I dispose of after we have used them up.
It’s the men who need to be cut up like a julienne salad. Pain whores, Men who know that the pain they need can only come from an experienced murderess’s hands.
So what if I enjoy seasoned meat made from long pigs like you. I’m a cannibal but only after you and our victims have been tenderized and seasoned perfectly.
I might be considered the most evil, but the pain and death and rape fantasies I give are altruistic in nature.
Care to test that theory with me?
Sinful Confessions
Bring me your sinful confessions, and whisper them diligently in my ear while I finger fuck my dripping teen cunt. Here, I’ll go first. I’m a dirty whore who’s got an appetite for some foul play. My last boyfriend learned what I meant by sick and twisted when I tossed his younger sister into the river for kicking sand at me.
He thought about squealing, so I lured him with my fat tits deep into the woods where no one would hear him scream. We played a game of bondage; I let him tie me up first and fuck me however he wanted until he came all over the forest floor.
Then, it was my turn. I used chains instead of ropes to secure him, and blindfolded him while I quietly dripped him in oil for a massage. I dripped the oil all around the tree he was strapped to as well. When he recognized the smell, he began to panic. I like a fat blunt, took a drag, and ashed it down into the river of gasoline that was pooled at my feet.
It went up in a blast, and raced to the tree. He was screaming in no time, begging me to let him go. The chains heated, searing his flesh like a well charred steak. I laid out a blanket, and rolled up my skirt. I finger fucked my cunt as I watched the flames devour his whole body. I squirted, and started my prayers to Hel.
Are You Hungry For Cannibalism Phone Sex?
Hi guys, it’s your sick and twisted beauty queen, Faith. If you don’t hear from me after this blog it’s because I’ve gone too far chasing my extreme orgasms. I started talking to this man that is into consuming human bodies. Yeah, I found myself a sexy cannibal. It’s not something that is supposed to turn a girl on, but I am no ordinary girl. When he started talking about eating me I thought he meant my pussy. No, this man was talking about roasting my flesh. When he showed me how big his dick was, and how hard he was for the cannibal fetish I couldn’t stop myself. I’ve had cannibalism phone sex, and roleplayed things like it, but never have I fucked a man as into it as he is. To get his nut off he has to think about eating a human body. He said he is going to take me from my car and drug me so that he can remove and cook pieces of me a little bit at a time. So, if I’m not on here you’ll know that I’m being devoured by a sexy man that gets off on his fetish for flesh-eating.
Don’t Betray Me or I’ll Kill You slowly!
I hate betrayal. And if you’re spying on me to try to use it to your advantage! I will murder you. Killer phone sex from a sick bitch! I take pleasure in giving pain. Screams of mercy make me so fucking hot that I just might cum without touching myself. That is how my brain works. Soon you will find yourself strung up and hanging like a pig on a meat hook. Darkness gives way to me and my weather outfit and boots. A whip lashes out and stings your naked body. The mark of the devil already carved in your belly. Balls locked up tight in a metal small cage that is attached to cables. A jerk in your dick feels nice at first then an unwilling erection is pushing your cock painfully in the cage. And next a more powerful shock rips through your body! Shitting and pissing yourself your heart is dangerously close to stopping. My pussy drips as you scream and beg your God to help you. You have crossed a demonic Slut and you will die! One swift move and I cut your dick off and it falls to the floor, the electricity pulsing through and making it flop like a bloody fish! Shock rips through you and you realize with hanging upside down your will bleed out fast. Baby, here eat my pussy and ill solder your skin and give you a pee hole. Oh wait I think I’ll start slicing you up with the bone saw as you eat me out and die hanging like the Pain pig you are!
James Your fucking next! Cant wait to see how I torture and kill you next so Your murder phone sex fantasies are fuffiled!
Jezabels pain slut, Kill Count is rising!
Snuff Porn Pig for Sale
I have a snuff porn pig for sale. It never ceases to amaze me how many worthless fuck pigs turn over their entire lives to me. They tell me to do what I want with them because they are a worthless pig. They know nothing about me yet tell me I can kill or maim them if I want. My latest snuff pig is a woman. Usually, the stupid fucks with a death wish are men, but occasionally I get a woman who knows she is worthless. I decided to auction her off to the highest bidder for whatever demented thing a man could want. If she does not value her life, why should we? I have her in a 24-hour bidding war on the dark net. The highest bidder wins a pretty young snuff sex slave. Now, I do not care what happens to her after that. Keep her alive as a sex slave. Torture her to death. Sell her at a profit. Once I have my money, I could care less what happens to her. I stripped her naked and took pictures of her. I even took pictures of her in a cage. She is pretty skinny. I think she is likely a heroin addict or a meth head. Some one could fatten her up and detox her. I would think then she might make a tasty meal. Last time I checked I already had over $100,000 in bids for her with the bids just going higher. Lots of perverts out there can think of plenty of evil things to do to a barely legal whore no one will miss. What would you want to do to her? This stupid cunt will net me a nice sum, I am positive of that. And that will be more of a contribution than she has ever given anyone during her worthless existence.
I am your god
Fuck satan!!! I don’t want you to worship anyone but me!!! That’s the truth fuck your beliefs. The only entity or person you will bow down to is me in all my glory. I want you to kill for me and do whatever it takes to prove to me that your worth to be my follower. I want the full truth at all costs. If I tell you to leave your girlfriend or wife, you will do so in a millisecond, and if I want you to pimp her out and kill her off, you also will do so with a huge smile on your wicked face. See, what gets me off is those who listen to every single thing I ask of them. I don’t care how much of a loser you will be if you look so pathetic like a chicken with its head cut off. You will jump when I say jump and ask how high. I’m all that matters, and you will make every single wicked request I ask of you.
Dark Meat
Being hungry late-night sucks so I decided to get take out, there’s a hot black cock who sits in the corner by my house begging for money I decided to take advantage of this and ask him if he was hungry. After he ate his sandwich, I made him comfortable by taking his hand and putting it on my big tits. This got his cock meat hard and I told him I wanted to do something different, I tied him up to the chair and covered his mouth. I got to my knees and pulled his dick out I put my mouth on it and I knew from the first taste he was going to be delicious I played with his balls to get it nice and hard and sucked on the head, then I took my first bite and the whole head was in my mouth as I chewed I can only think about how black men have the best dark cock meat, I was so into my meal I didn’t hear any of his muffled screams and went straight for his balls as I bite the first one and chewed it, it exploded of juices and blood in my mouth. Delicious! When I was full, I dragged his body back out to where I found it and thought about how full he made me.
Cannibalism Phone Sex
Cannibalism phone sex is so delicious. This is the perfect time to hunt for your next meal too. Folks still have their winter weight on them. Personally, I love it when a meal is pleasantly plump. Not too fat, not too skinny. I am a skilled hunter. I can look at my potential dinner and know how he or she will taste. Personally, I like my meat natural. No tattoos. No hair dies. No fake tits. A meal tastes better free of dies and preservatives. Once I eye my meal, I like a hunt. Makes the kill more satisfying. I have a meal waiting for me as I type. Female, young flesh. Tender like veal. She is in a cage in my basement drying out. She is not old enough to drink, but she stumbled out of some party too drunk to drive, so I pretended to be her Uber driver. There was not much hunt with this one. It was more luck. I was in the right place at the right time. And I was hungry. I was high and driving around not knowing what I wanted to eat, and she made my tummy rumble. I do not like fermented meat, so she is drying out. I have prepared a bourbon glaze with honey and butter that will mask any residual vodka taste. I have a big pan with chopped veggies and water to prepare her in too. She will take a good day to cook. She is a 140lb bird. She is going to be tasty, however. Very juicy and succulent. It will be hard not to snack before she is done cooking, but I do not want to ruin my appetite. I will feast for a year on just one little bird. That is unless you want to join me in a meal.