Blood splatter all over the walls, dripping down my body. The last image in my head is seeing my lower half of my body across the room on the floor covered in blood. Chopping up my body into little pieces to do what ever your heart desires with them. That is what I want! I want to please your even after you take away my last breath. I am still your little murder barbie. You can undress me and dismember me, anything. I am all yours to snuff tonight. Let your furry friend come and eat my guys out of my still alive body. Let him lick up my blood that is spewing out of my mouth. Make me eat pieces of myself and tell you how good I taste.
Tag: Cannibalism phone sex
Murder Barbie
Cannibalism phone sex with Langley!
I have discovered, that being a student counselor gives me access to the perfect hunting ground, exchange students. I make a great accomplice, with a trusting face, and a soft smile.
There’s this little, petite Latina I’ve had my eyes on. She’s got nice, thick thighs, a round, plump ass, and soft curves up and around her perfect breasts. Just the right balance of meat and fat. She’s always hanging out by herself. So I slide in and spend some extra, quality time with her.
Within the first class period, I have her laughing and smiling. By the end of the day she easily agreed to ride back with me to my place for some 1 on 1 tutoring. On the way she enjoys a latte’ I got her, which with the help of some special little drops has her all but in a coma by the time I arrive in your garage. We carry her small frame inside easily. Once we hung her from the suspension line, we cut her clothes off, and shave her thoroughly. Once she’s rinsed, inside and out, and her skin has been buffed to a soft, supple pink, I help you tie her up with twine. She’s been unresponsive this whole time, save for a couple mewling sounds under her breath.
I gently take my own olive oil and herb blend, and massage it into her flesh, taking care not to miss a spot, right down to her eyelids and ears. Her ass and cunt are filled with rosemary and thyme, and some of the infusion tubed into her now emptied stomach.
We easily slide her onto the spit over our fire pit. It’s stone, with a large, filtered chimney. The granite radiates the heat so beautifully. I made sure not to forget the mesquite chips over the firewood, to give her meat an extra sweet, smokey flavor.
As her skin starts to heat, she starts to very slightly move her eyes, and whimper. Her skin is turning a bright red hue, stinging, when she starts to cry out, trying to figure out whats going on through the haze of pain and the drug. Her eyes can’t focus. Since she has her mouth open and begging for mercy, screaming in the growing agony, I take the opportunity to start shoving her throat full of honey crisp apple slices, some make it to her stomach, others are getting wedged in their windpipe. As the last bit of life starts to drain from her body, her skin is getting a darker, tan tone. Softer flesh around her nipples, ears, and pussy lips is the darkest, and begins peeling back in tiny curls.
While you keep the hand crank going, I use my spray bottle to keep her skin oiled and moist.
She’ll make a beautiful centerpiece for our anniversary dinner tonight, I think she’d pair well with a white Zinfandel.
What do you think?
Lets have some bloody sex!
I would love to have some bloody phone sex with you! Blood turns me on so fucking much. Just feeling the warm sensation of the blood running all over my body, and the iron taste and smell! Just getting some of the blood on my tongue and the iron taste just makes me cunt so wet. Even if it is your blood my blood, or the blood of some bitch we gutted together. I would love to lay back and slit someones throat and let the blood spray all over my body. I will use it as lube for you big cock to shove inside of me. Just fuck me with that bloody nasty cock. I would love to have the blood and cum mixed all together in my fucking throat.
Sexy snacking
There’s something extra evil, and extra naughty, about accomplice phone sex. Snuff sex itself is so fucking nasty and hot by itself, but the imagery of helping someone capture, fuck, and tear apart makes my pussy squirt almost instantly. Now, add cannibalism phone sex to that, and oh my fucking GOD do I get off hard.
I picture you and me, people watching in a dark corner of a goth club. You’ve dressed me as slutty as you could. Every curve is accentuated and shown off perfectly. I do so love your tastes. You pick out some sexy little Asian all by herself in the bar, and tell me to go buy her a drink and bring her to the table. On the way I roofie her drink.
When she’s starts giggling and swaying, we walk her outside, down a few blocks to our car. Stupid little cunt thinks we’re going to driver her home. Hahaha!
We get back to yourhis place. The little bitch has passed out. That’s good, easier to get her where we want her. We park in the garage, as soon as the door drops we unload her. She’s so small, it’s easy to pack her to the basement chamber I’ve helped you build. We put her wrists in the irons we have hanging from the ceiling. While she’s dangling, you cut all her clothes off. She looks so tiny and pathetic. Nice, perky brown tits, and the tiniest bush over her cunny.
She starts to stir, she’s crying and whimpering, begging for us to let her go. It doesn’t fucking matter, no one will hear her screams down here.
You shove everything you can think of in her pathetic holes, gaping and splitting them open, before fucking the shit out of her. I start slicing the bitch open, collarbone to pelvis. And while I grip your dick from inside her body, you pump a massive load of cum into her womb.
I’ve always enjoyed having dinner well marinated before we eat.
Yummy
Last night I was out at the club, as always, and I was loving partying when I got a call from one of my hungry lovers. He asked if I could snag us a meal while I was out and bring it over so we could have a great night. I happily agreed and decided to find a sweet meal, one with meat and muscle but not too much of either. I found the perfect blonde girl; she was great looking for a delightful meal. I knock her out as she leaves the club and take her to his place. She screams when she wakes up, while we are stabbing her to death. Once she is done we gut her and cook her up and she was perfect. Afterwards he even paid me, which he never does, that is how delightful tasting she was.
Dinner and a Show
Would you like to eat me baby? Taste every part of my soft smooth flesh. You can tie me up and slid a knife all down my body and just figure our what piece you want first. Maybe you can torture me a little and make me suffer? You can take a scapel and make slits on my tummy and pull back the skin, and cut a piece off and fry it up for yourself. I bet I taste so good! You can cut out my womb and ovaries, I didn’t want lil ones anyways. You have worked your way down my my nice pink clit. I think it would taste the best with a little olive oil and butter don’t you think? Let me be your dinner and a show!
Squirting For You Baby
Wouldn’t you love to strap me over something so I am bent over and turn the fuck machine on and let it fuck me till I squirt everywhere. Make my cum shoot in a bowl and make me drink it. I am just want you to do with me as you please. I like everything including piss shit and mhm blood. I love feeling that burst of excitement when I feel my own warm blood drip down my body.
So when this random guy invited me to his dungeon I couldn’t resist. Him being a stranger just made my pussy start to drip. He threw me down the stairs and I was actually scared which excited me at the same time. He strapped me up like my fantasy and had a fuck machine turned up and I was ready.
I was ready for that machine to enter my fucking pussy. He made me beg for it! I fucking begged the hardest I ever had and out of no where he turned it on fast and I just couldn’t stop screaming! I was squirting all over the machine and all over the blanket underneath me. He was sitting across the room just jerking his cock till he shot cum everywhere.
Master’s disposable toy
As I prepared our most recent victims remains for dinner, dancing around the kitchen naked and bloody from head to toe, mistress perches on a counter, lazily watching me with those terrible, dangerous eyes. She informs me we have a guest for dinner, and dessert. Her own master has arrived. I pause, what horrible creature could be so powerful, so much more murderous as to be HER master? Then the thought occurred to me, I hadn’t made anything for dessert. She tells me it’s already been handled, and not to worry. That his coming was a very special occasion. I go back to rubbing salt and thyme into the chunks of pink flesh I had rinsed the blood from earlier. But my heart still beat.
Suddenly I’m waking up. I don’t remember falling asleep. My body is moving, back and fourth on a table of some sort. There’s something in my throat. I can’t breathe. But why doesn’t it hurt? I can’t see very well. My eyes aren’t all the way open.
Oh, God help me! He’s on me. It’s gotta be him. He looks like they say demons do. Beautiful, big, dangerous. He’s thrusting in…in…oh fuck! his dick is in my throat. But not from my mouth, from my chest! I’m cut open, and he is fucking my throat from the bottom up. Mistress is holding my esophagus, helping to jerk his dick off in the back of my mouth. WHY DOESSN’T IT HURT?! My heart is poun… wait, no it’s not pounding…. then it occurs to me. It doesn’t hurt, because I’m dead. I was fucking dessert. They are using my mangled, empty corpse to fuck. I’m covered in pussy juice, cum, blood, and pieces of myself.
But it doesn’t matter…. not anymore…
The next victim
I’m hunting, and she’s waiting. I see the bitch I was looking for, she’s walking out of the building. She’s by her car, digging for something in her purse. Then I’m there. Tattered clothes, begging for help. She’s concerned.Here, “I can call you an ambulance, or something” she stammers, and turns to grab her purse again. I hit her with chloroform, wrapping all my extremities around her, holding the rag to her face. Her world goes black.
She starts to come to in our chamber, I’m preparing her.
Thinking she might have a chance she struggled, trying to get free. As she was struggling, trying to loosen the bindings cutting into her skin she heard the clicking.
I have her attached to an engine hoist for her arms, and her ankles directly to metal loops in the cement.
Mistress has arrived. She carries a platter, piled with sharp utensils, spreaders, saws.
First she slit her throat, allowing her to bleed out, and started taking her apart from the middle out. Slowly, delicately, almost lovingly she removed each precise piece.
One breast at a time, each ass cheek, long strips of her flanks. And so on, until the platter was piled high with bloody meat chunks and bits. Her sexy body nude, covered in blood, meticulous. I began rubbing my pussy, watching her gut this fucking bitch. She turns to beckon me, and smiles at my finger fucking.
She lays me down in the hot, liquid, bloody pile and fucks my cunt with her bloody fist.
That’s one way to work up an appetite before dinner…
Taboo Phone Sex Confessions of Cannibalism
There is just something in the world of Taboo phone sex that gets my pussy so very wet! One specific subject that had me so excited I needed my cunt fucked hard, and that was a guy confessing to cannibalism phone sex. Can you imagine in the heat of fucking passion that your partner just uses his teeth like some mad creature and rips your neck flesh from your body? He went on about this and how he just gnawed at her breasts then savoring every salty bloodied piece of meat in his mouth.
I could not imagine being the one alive and feeling… hell Witnessing… my own flesh being ripped away and devoured like some crazy predatory alien species. I would like to hear your stories of cannibalistic endeavors.