“I’ve been watching you for a while, watching you go from class to class. Seeing those perfect booty shorts showing off that juicy ass. Those thighs of yours looking simply delicious.” What had once started off as Cannibalism phone sex quickly turned into a fantasy that had become reality. I was bound tightly, and he had me in the tub, where he was cleaning my body. I knew from past phone calls that soon he would shave all the hair off my head, and my entire body. I was scared, he was looking at me like I was dinner and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to talk myself out of this one. He continued his ritual as I cried silently, knowing the end was near. Once he was done cleaning me and getting my body all cleaned up he took me into the kitchen, there were ingredients everywhere and a custom human-sized oven as well. He started by putting an apple in my mouth, just like a porky piggy. I tried my best to resist but I was bound up to be cooked. He slathered my body in oil, seasonings, and garnishings of potatoes and carrots. He looked at me with such hunger as he pushed me into the oven to cook me to death, and I knew he’d start with eating my ass or thighs first, that’s his favorite. He mouthed to me as I burned quickly alive that I was going to taste so good.
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Castration at My Hands
You are brought to my motel room thinking I am nothing but a gothic whore who needs to fuck. I begin jacking you off as your wife and three men walk in. your shocked but we have a surprise for you! You wife undresses and pulls out their nice thick cocks. She is going to show you how much they are going to cum for her. You pathetic bitch your days of cumming are over. You feel faint as the drink and the paralysis agent kicks in. I have you bound and use my shears to ask if you have any last words for your cock and balls. Oh, that’s right you cant talk bitch! My shears are cold against your scrotum. Your wife has all three men cumming on her face. I cut off your balls in one fell swoop, but my knife will take time to cut through your dick! These will make a tasty addition to my menu of corpses later.
Friday the 13th Accomplice Phone Sex
I am an evil accomplice phone sex whore. Hence the name. You come to me wanted a litter of slutkins to destroy with your big dick. You want to make every hole bloody and pulverized. I gladly take your down payment and bring you to my dungeon of doom. Your ears perk to the crying of caged naked girls and boys for you to choose from. A vending machine of asses and cunny if you will. You select three for the price you paid. I light the furnace and the fire under my cauldron. I help you rip them apart and murder each one. My knife still dripping with blood I walk up to you and cut your dick off. Oh, baby Don’t you know it’s a full moon and Friday the 13th? I need your rape phone sex fantasies cock to add to my potion so That I will have eternal life as a brat killer and cannibal! I laugh as you hit the ground and watch your manhood tossed in the water with brat body parts.
Submit to me and I will Make you some Brat Stew!
Your sexy sadistic Goth fuck doll wants to slice and dice your victims up and serve them to you in a nice brat soup. I can’t wait for the weather to get warmer so I can make a big cauldron of demolished soul. I will put you in a collar and leather ass chaps after you had your fill of fucking my victims, I picked out for you. Your cock has been used to fuck little holes and I have sliced off heads and cut out hearts and now I want to make you my sex slave. Lick my boots and be my pincushion as I peg your ass and tell you how I would like to dismember you and add you to the brat stew baby! My heart is dark and blood and gore fuel my dreams. Let me drink your blood and prepare our next victim, for it may be you! AT the very least adding you cock and balls to the stew!
Your Balls are Mine!
I want to tie you down and seductively cut your balls right off. My naked body oiled up and sliding up and down your body as I tell you how much better off you will be without those testes swinging between your legs. I offer you one last chance to release your sperm into a fertile young female. Sweet young pussy just ripe for the implantation of your seed. I felt that dick get hard against my bare ass cheeks as I cut your chest with my fingernails. I leaned down to suck the blood off and to tell you that my victim was ready for your seed. I motioned to the shadows and a frail slutkin came into view. She was scared but hopeful of carrying your seed. She had already been informed that the only way she would live would be to be a breeding whore for me. I popped her down on your cock and you gave the loudest grunt as you released all of that baby batter inside her. While she still rode you I sniped your man hood off and burnt your now sterile self closed. Your eyes as I fed your balls to my unwilling victim is something I will never forget!
Cannibalism
“Roommate Wanted” I saw the sign in the paper and figured I’d give it a shot. Anything was better than this dump. The man was older, polite and to the point with his instructions for me to come to tour the home. He didn’t want me to wear perfume to disturb his allergies, and he didn’t want me to bring anyone with me to view the house. But overall, he made me feel safe and excited to see my possible new home. When I got there he had drinks ready for us, lemonade but I must admit it was quite bitter tasting that’s the last thing I remember. When I woke up, I was in a huge tub, naked, and bound tightly. He was standing there with shavers, and I tried to scream, but there was an apple in my mouth. “Now now, shhh it’s time I shave all the hair from your body. I’ve cleaned you of all those not very taste soaps and perfumes. You’re going to taste magnificent.” My eyes got huge and I screamed thru the apple, he shaved me quickly and I cried watching all my hair leave my body. Soon he was bringing me into a gourmet kitchen, there was an oven that would easily fit me. He started seasoning me, marinating my body in oils, lemon, pepper, and so much more. I was crying hysterically, I thought I was supposed to have a last meal but instead I was the last meal.
Lost in the Jungle
I did not realize that when I accepted a study abroad invitation with my college classmates that I would be fighting for my life in the Amazon jungle. I suppose I had it coming to me. I was the most popular girl in the most popular sorority on my college campus- I obviously wasn’t accepting the offer for the boost on paper. I figured that partying drunk and high in the Amazon rainforest would be fucking lit. I guess the jokes on me because another classmate on the trip had his eye on me. And it wasn’t just to fuck me- let’s be real, most guys want to fuck me, even girls. Who knew that selfishly partying in a sacred forest would lead to my surprising demise. I should have known my classmate was up to something when he told me to follow him into the dark. The next morning I woke up naked and tied up while he carved me up like a thanksgiving turkey. He began at my cunt making careful cuts while I was wailing in agonizing pain. The sicko loved it, he said he couldn’t wait to eat my pussy- literally. After I was disemboweled for all to see, I was fed my own entrails while my ribcage was pulled open, all the while my exposed cervix contracted around the various cocks that my male classmates plunged inside of it. The pain burned throughout my body while they began impaling me on a spit. I was about to become a piggy whore roast for all my classmates!
Tasty Rena
I want to be your perfect little victim. I crave being used and degraded and tortured like the worthless piece of meat I am. I would fight and scream so perfectly for you. You can tie me up and gag my sweet mouth to muffle my cries. You can draw out the pain and torture as long as you want to. Cut me and make me bleed. Slice pieces from my flesh, cook them up and savor me. Force me to partake in the meat of my own body. Watch my face contort and tears stream down my face as I fight back the nausea that comes with the thought of eating my own flesh. Beat me to tenderize the meat and then butcher me. I want you to cut me up and keep all the best parts in the freezer. Cook delicious meals and remember your best victim while you eat me.
Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies
I have cannibalism phone sex fantasies. I know that is pretty sick, right? I fantasize about being killed, cooked and eaten by a man. Not sure where my fantasies come from. I am a submissive whore, but I want to live. Well, most days I want to live. I saw a movie a couple years ago called The Green Inferno. It is a horror movie about some college do gooders lost in Amazon jungle. They find a lost tribe who thinks they are dinner. Watching men and women being tortured as meal preparation made my pussy wet. I started thinking about a hitchhiker picking me up and having me as dinner. I thought about meeting the real Hannibal Lector and him dining on my flesh. The idea that I can serve a man better in death than I can in life gets me off. I don’t want it done slowly though. I want to be tortured first. I also want to be seasoned. Sautee my tits in an olive oil, butter my insides as well as my outsides and season me with some garden vegetables. I want the man who consumes me to get a hard cock smelling my flesh burn. So, what do you think? We can make a snuff porn and have dinner together!
Cannibalism Phone Sex Diary
Cannibalism phone sex diary of a mad accomplice:
I oversee destroying all the evidence from our dark web live feeds. After these young cunts are fucked to death, I must dispose of the bodies! The dungeon of which I secure these tasty little brats is full of weapons of destruction. Hooks for anal torture and knives of every sharpness and length. Who do you think order the snuff death of that little webcam model a few weeks ago? I have found new ways to kill stupid little sluts. Now You have handed your brats off to me. Perhaps three offspring is too much for you. And you desire to fuck those smooth cunnies has overtaken your every waking and wanking moment. You fuck your wife, thinking about those sweet brats ripping open under daddies cock. I tell you to don the hooded mask. I lead you down to my dark cold iron smelling gloom. The cameras are rolling for this young snuff phone sex whore. You might call me a Jezabel by gaining your girls’ trust and then forcing them to die at your hands! You fuck them, you force and destroy cunny and ass! I delight in all manners of screams! And now it is time for my fire pit and roasting deal sweet girls. Now on to the meat grinder! MMM, I send you home with perfect roasted brats for you and your wife to feast on as the search for three missing tiny young ones goes on! Delight in our fuckery and our killing spree!