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Veganuary Is For Cannibalism

Cannibalism phone sex is what starts a New Year off right. Sweet succulent flesh of Virgins. Really, Virginuary is the new way of Veganuary. I couldn’t come up with a way to alter the January with cannibalistic tastiness but what’s sweeter than innocence?

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I like to consider myself a little like the witch from Hansel and Gretel. The lurer of sweet young things to cook up in my oven. A good serial killer always lives in solitude.
The solitude of the woods is great. I go to the nearest city and find the young runaways.

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As a Sadistic phone sex whore, I find the most sweet and innocent ones. Ok, sometimes I just visit the shelter or an orphanage. I like the ones without any smarts. I always have a pervert pdaddy telling me what he is seeking. I find them, of course there’s a fee for this. I bring them back to my cabin in the woods. He will be waiting. We have fun bathing and cleaning the succulent meat. The little brat or brats get tenderized with a good hardcore ass fucking and cunt destroying.
We rub on the extra virgin olive oil and season the meat. Stuff in a few veggies and pop them in the oven. Making out and fucking like maniacs as the smell of that flesh cooks is the best thing ever. We work up a hunger and slice into that sweet ass cheek and cunt. Yummy!

Destroy that cunt!

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You called tonight looking for some accomplice phone sex and I was happy to help. We took the neighbors little brat for the afternoon under the guise of helping her mom out. What neither of them knew was that we were doing it for our own pleasure. She was young, cute and I could not wait to help you destroy her innocence. We led her into the basement with a promise of some treats and as soon as we got the door closed behind her I locked it and the fun began. I grabbed ahold of her head and as she tried to scream you shoved your cock into her mouth. I pushed her head up and down as I listened to your moans of ecstasy. After a few you had me pull her down to the ground and rip her legs wide open while you looked down at the tiny pink pussy that you were about to destroy. I clamped my hand tightly over her mouth while you made your cock fit into that little pink hole. After a couple of strokes I could see some blood but could also see the pleasure on your face. You came deep inside that ruined twat and I was glad that I was able to be there to help. I am looking forward to the next victim!

Snuff Sex 2021

snuff sexI decided that the first day of the year would be a snuff sex day. Whatever you are doing at midnight on the first day of the year sets the tone for the entire year ahead. I was plunging a knife into a tender age victim. This little girl would make your cock grow twice its normal size. She looked like a little beauty queen pageant girl. She was in fact one. I saw her in her window practicing her routine in her little ruffled dress. She even had a painted face, which made her look older than she was. I hate brats, but those tiny beauty queens are annoying little cunts. They grow up to be self-entitled bitches and mean girls. That is why it is important to kill them early in life. Stop them from growing up and becoming gold diggers and brats. I cased the house for weeks before. I knew the parents were drunks. New Year’s Eve would be the best time to steal that little whore away. Parents would be drunk and passed out by midnight. I snuck in through a window, drugged the little slut and exited the house with no one suspicious. Parents would wake up find their angel gone and the police would suspect them. No prints, no struggle, no sign of a break in. Drunk parents will take the blame. I had the beauty queen naked and pinned to the floor in my cabin like I was sacrificing her to the devil. If only you had been there to explore your rape phone sex fantasies with me, oh the wicked fun we could have had together. I butchered the beauty queen. I carved her up, stabbed her cunt, took off her limbs. She was not a beauty queen when she died. Oh, hell yes. This is year is starting off great.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexI enjoy a good kidnapping phone sex fantasy. Do you? So much variety. One of my favorites is when I am out somewhere like jogging or coming back from the mall and I get taken in broad daylight. I did one the other night that left my pussy dripping. I was taking back some Christmas gifts and I was unaware I was being stalked. I am never sure when guys are checking me out unless they are blunt. I was at my car opening the trunk when I realized some one was behind me. He pushed me into my trunk and drove off in my car. I was fighting and screaming. I was being kidnapped in my own car. It felt like an eternity in that trunk. When we stopped, I started pounding on the trunk and yelling, hoping some one would hear me. No one would hear me. We were in the middle of nowhere. He dragged me out of my trunk, across the gravel road and into the rundown shack. It looked like something out of an 80s horror summer camp movie. It felt like one too. He tied me to the bottom of a bunk bed. The mattress smelled of mold and piss. He left me there and came back later with some men. They did not speak to me directly. They talked about me like I was not there. They were negotiating prices. It was a bidding war. I feared this was a sex trafficking scheme. A price was reached, and I was handed over to a fat foreign man. He immediately shoved me on my knees and forced his fat hairy dick in my mouth. I was crying and struggling, but he bought me to force fuck me. He was not the only one either. All day long my kidnapper took money from men who paid to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with me. I was sodomized, fucked and covered in cum. Some men were rougher than others. Most of them slapped me around and called me names. I tried to escape in my head, but the reality was too bleak to forget. Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks and I think it is certain that I am here to stay. My life will never be the same. I am now nothing more than a sex slave.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Christmas

cannibalism phone sexI had a cannibalism phone sex meal for Christmas. Jealous? I captured my holiday meal a few weeks ago. I found a young teen girl. Those young girls taste better than veal. Sometimes, the younger girls are the tastiest. That is because they do not have tattoos or body piercings yet. They definitely do not have Botox or anything fake in their bodies like saline bags for tits yet. That is the problem with kidnapping an older woman for a meal nowadays. You are what you eat. I do not want to eat botulism, neuro toxins or plastic, yet most girls over 21 have something like that in their bodies. This girl was all natural. Her natural hair color, the boobs she was born with and nothing injected into her face. She was easy to take too. I snatched her up in a crowded mall and no one came looking for her. Well, they did not come looking for her in my basement. I am sure they looked in the basements of all the registered sex offenders in my community though. There is no evidence of the girl I kidnapped. I am smarter than Jeffrey Dahmer. I do not play with my food either. I took this girl and I fattened her up, so she would be succulent come Christmas. I also seasoned her to perfection. I basted her the day before so her skin would be tender. Seasoning is always the key to a perfect meal. I cooked her for hours. I had to use a huge pan. I put in some mushrooms, carrots and baby potatoes. Just like a pot roast. A very special pot roast fit for a taboo phone sex queen. I had a few friends over to eat. Friends with the same acquired taste for flesh that I have. I sent them home with leftovers in Tupperware containers. I ground the bones up this morning and mixed it into some raw hamburger meat and it fed to the coyotes. I am afraid there is nothing left of that girl. At least nothing left that that will ever be found because when I hunt of a meal, I use all my catch.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Surprise

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I was asked to make the big holiday dinner for work this year, and I grinned cunningly at those faces around me. “I’ll make a meal to die for.” I chuckled. They thanked me, hypnotized by my charms and unaware that I truly am an agent of Evil itself. I decided I would give these corporate pricks more than they bargained for. I collected little darlings, and for a week I fed them wonderfully. They were spoiled with sweets, and herbs, and spices, and wines to keep them calm. I fed from them, letting my fangs sink into their neck here and there to sample their sweet blood whiskey I was craving more than anything.
The night before, I slaughtered and carved up my little lambs, and marinated those tender steaks. I cooked all day, feverishly. My little innocents got their bones used for stock, and I made a hearty soup from their organs, and some vegetables from my own garden. It was delicious, up until I added the arsenic. Then I let it simmer away, soaking wet and delighted at the feast that awaited my coworker cohorts.
They came, and I served them a delicious, robust meal. I stayed busy refilling decanters and wine glasses. None of them noticed I only picked from certain dishes. They complimented my steak, and asked what it was. I grinned, nonchalantly stroking my cunt under the table in a moment of rest, as I chuckled, “Goat. It’s young goat.” They were in awe. And then, the sickness set in as the apple cyanide custard was a sure hit. Cleaning up that evening, I stacked my bonfire high, cumming in front of the flames as I praised Baphomet.

Snuff Sex The Nanny Cam Killers

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I had one of my favorite clients come at me with his need of better prey. And since the pandemic killed most of his ways we had to be innovative. I’m a geek, and so are some of my friends. They have been having a good time hacking home security systems and having a blast. I suggested to mess with hacking into some of these nanny cams and see what fun we could have. I became fixated on watching them. I then started finding ways of obtaining the addresses or locations of these cams and started to stalk them. Nothing passes time better than some voyeurism and stalking. So, when -we’ll just call him Bart- came to me with a real need I had the best prey for him. I dialed up her cam and showed him this piece of teen ass. He sprung and got so worked up. He pays me great and has a nice cock. I didn’t mind getting drilled by him as he watched this little slut. I told him my plan as he plowed me and he came so hard as I spoke of slitting her neck as he pump his load in her. It’s a bloody mess when you submit to such fantastic snuff fantasies and I will help with your ride.

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Demonic Offerings

Taboo Phone SexI awoke to the sickening sound of torture blood curdling screams in what looked like the basement of my old church.

There were religious figures and candles everywhere and my tight body, once ravaged and destroyed from being fucked by half the congregation, was now free from wounds and dressed in a sheer white gown!

My tits were firm and perky and my pussy….

there are faint visions of a cloaked man nursing my cunt, swabbing my wounds and sanitizing my clit with holy water until I was like a young virgin again!

But my restored innocence came with a dark price tag!

I was a prisoner in this hell beneath the holy house, used as an accomplice, a siren to lure young innocents!

I listened to their screams, crying out for their mommies, and plea’s for help from God. I listened from my room until, one day, I was called to assist!

Her sweet young tight body, dressed in a delicate lace dress and white tights refused to succumb to the torture.

The leather shackles that were meant for her ankles were worn and torn so the preacher asked me to hold her chubby little thighs!

I watched as he yanked the heavy chain, pulling on the collar as he lead the four legged snarling demon to her cunt!

His strong body, twice the size of hers slashed her tender tiny tis before sliding his thick red rocket into her untouched kitty!

The monstrous fido fucked her small frame until the screams no longer filled the air and with one final hard thrust he nutted inside her mutilated bloody cunt!

As he filled her lifeless body with his demonic seed, he glared right through me as if her sweet virginity was only the beginning of sacrificial offerings I was to bring him!

And I knew then…that I owed my beautiful seductive sex goddess body to the souls of these young pawns!

I Made Them Drown Each Other

 

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Ice fishing is something my Daddy taught me all about, besides sucking cock and being the perfect huntress; how to cut a hole, and how to seal one up. Well, I’ve found I have an overabundance of worthless breathing bodies in my underground playground, and I’ve decided to be a sick and twisted sadistic bitch in getting rid of these fucking people. I’m going to shuffle them out, three by three, across the ice in the dead of night; there’s no one around here on my Daddy’s neighbor’s land anyway. I figured I’d take them off family property to dispose of these fucking worthless creatures.
The neighbors are old, and never use their lake. I had them watch as I cut the hole. I told them only one would survive, and they had to push each other into the hole.Those filthy animals shoved in the water would be swept away by the current, and drown hypothermically beneath the thick sheet of ice. I laughed as I watched them fight, rubbing my juicy cunt. Plantation owners did similar; Mandingo fights, they called them. I think that racist shit is nasty and I won’t touch it, but I did steal the idea from those fucking genocidal plantation fucks. Watching them fight and struggle for their lives brought me such joy. Again and again, I’d bring three out. Often the champion remained the same.
Finally, when I only had my strongest beasts, I took them out with the help of my trusted accomplice. I had been edging for the entire week I was drowning these rats, and tonight I was going to cum as I watched my little fight ring beat the fuck out of each other and drown their competition. I was a sick bitch. I told them two could survive, so when only two were left, my accomplice shoved them both in the hole. They stared in horror from down in the freezing water as I came while my accomplice sealed up the ice.
I’m a twisted fucking nightmare baby. You got some sick fucking fantasies? You know which Alaskan Witch to ask.

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Cannibalism Phone Sex Thanksgiving

cannibalism phone sexI have a secluded cabin in the woods for cannibalism phone sex. Think Wrong Turn sans the inbred rural hillbillies. Every Thanksgiving, I host a special Thanksgiving dinner there. It is just me and several special friends who share my preference for human flesh. I have had a girl in the basement seasoning for a week. When you find the right meal, you grab her. When pretty coeds go missing around my parts, no one finds the remains. Authorities think the girls ran off with a boyfriend or got kidnapped for the sex trade. They never suspect cannibalism because that shit only happens in the movies, right? I entertained a couple this weekend at the cabin for an early Thanksgiving meal. A couple paid me handsomely to taste human flesh. They knew my reputation for girl meat. I eat men too, but girl meat is that tender white meat that makes a succulent meal. My dinner meal had natural hair; natural boobs; she was in good shape with a little meat on her ass and thighs. She had no tattoos and did not appear to tan. Plus, she was under 30 which means she will taste delicious. I like to have my guests help in the meal preparation. Our meal was out of the basement, naked and strapped to a picnic table. Dinner was freshly washed too. Our meal just needed seasoned, tenderized and cooked. We seasoned her with a paprika, pepper, pineapple marinade. When you combine the three ingredients over an open flame, you get a smoky, sweet flavor. This special seasoning absorbs into the skin well when grilled over an open fire. An apple in the mouth, even marinade all over the body and a large shish kabob pole through the meat to tun it evenly and you have a perfect Thanksgiving meal.  Smelling her flesh as she grilled was intoxicating. Our meal was once a 5’6 140-pound girl, so there were plenty of leftovers. I carved the remaining meat off the bones and sent them home some leftovers. I have another girl on ice downstairs for Thursday if you want to join me for a meal to die for.

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