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Killer Phone Sex Turned into a Killer Meal

killer phone sexKiller 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.

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Private Domination: Teaching Little Whores Their Place

Knife play phone sexFuck, I love nothing more than dominating little whores, bending them to my will, and making them beg for more. I get off on the power, on the control, and on the sheer fucking pleasure of watching them squirm. Today, I had a little bitch all to myself, and I was going to teach her a lesson she wouldn’t forget.

I started by blinding her, a simple black blindfold, but it drove the point home that she was at my mercy. I could do whatever the fuck I wanted, and she wouldn’t see it coming. I bound her wrists and ankles, spreading her out on the bed, her tight little body on display for me.

“You’re a little whore, aren’t you?” I whispered, leaning down to bite her ear. “You need a strong woman to take control and show you your place.”

She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps, her body already trembling with anticipation. I smiled, a cruel and knowing grin, before running a knife gently down her body, the cold metal making her shiver.

“I could cut you, you know,” I murmured, my voice a low and dangerous purr. “I could mark this pretty little body of yours, make you bleed for me. Would you like that, you little slut?”

She whimpered, her body arching towards the knife, eager for the sensation. I chuckled, a dark and evil sound, before moving the knife away, denying her the pleasure.

“Please,” she begged, her voice a desperate plea. “Please, mistress, I need it.”

I smiled, before bringing the knife back, this time running it gently across her throat, feeling her pulse race beneath the blade. I could feel her fear, her excitement, her sheer fucking need. It was intoxicating.

I moved the knife down, tracing patterns on her skin, never breaking the surface, but leaving her breathless and begging for more. I teased her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, only to pull back, denying her the release she so desperately craved.

“Cum for me, you little whore,” I commanded, my voice a harsh and dominant whisper. “Cum for me while I cut you, while I mark you, while I own you.”

With a final, desperate cry, she came, her body convulsing with pleasure as she screamed my name. I smiled, a satisfied and proud grin, before pulling the knife away, admiring my handiwork.

“Good girl,” I murmured, stroking her hair gently. “You took that like a champ, you little slut. Now, let’s see how many more times I can make you cum before you pass out.”

Fuck, dominating little whores is the best. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and intense ride, because I’m not just any dominatrix, I’m a knife-wielding, orgasm-denying mistress, and I demand the best.

Killer phone sex makes me cum on my blade

Killer phone sex It’s hard to abstain from my Killer phone sex. But you are a very busy man, and I think you deserve to indulge. You know I am always ready when you are.  The power you have in your ward is better than a big fish in a small pond, ain’t it? They all respect you, and you know anything you do will be forgiven. You’ve been anointed in the oils, right? So fuck it, give in!
I may not be one of God’s chosen, but I know I am your best-kept secret. Being an accomplice whore will wind me up in Hell, but to be in the service of such carnal delights makes it all worth it. You reach out to me when you just can’t stand it anymore. You know you deserve to be adequately served, and yeah, the wife does her job, but no one is like me. I’m the girl who serves all your darkest sins.
And those other little cunts you have to deal with just don’t really appreciate you. You are such a great provider and protector, but they still don’t obey. And that’s why you need me, to hold them down and make them obey. I love ripping off their clothes for you, especially those little Beehive bitches. They are such teases, with their little sprouting titties and cute asses. They are ready for your seed, sir. All lined up neatly in a row. There is no escape for them. They either obey Daddy or get my blade.
I hope you let me slice at least one. You know how hard I get off to Snuff sex, and some of these little sluts just can’t be saved. It’s better off. Their cunts are clenching around my blade. I know you liked it last time. That little bitch was wrecked by the time you were done with her. I thought it was best to keep her mouth shut forever. And fuck did I cum hard on your cock when I stab fucked her to death.

Killer Phone Sex Overkill Excites Me

killer phone sexKiller phone sex gets bloody with me. What can I say? I love overkill. I used to tell myself that when I killed someone, I went into overkill mode because it made it look personal. An excessive death alerts the authorities that the murder of the victim resulted from a personal beef. And that throws suspicion off me. But the reality is I have anger issues. I hate the world most days, and I just like killing in a frenzy. After I have tortured my victim, of course.

I am not an opportunity killer. Sometimes, I kill a jackass or a cunt I meet out and about, but I usually wait to kill them later. Like a hunter, I stalk my prey. And kill when I have the best chance of getting away with it. And I always get away with snuff sex because I am smart. Sure, I kill folks who piss me off. But if I have direct ties to that person, I kill a surrogate instead. That’s how all folks should kill.

Essentially, I teach folks how to get away with murder. When Julie saw my mercenary ad on the dark web, she hired me to teach her what I know about killing and getting away with it. She wants to kill her abusive ex-boyfriend. Get this. Not only did he abuse her during their 8-year relationship, but she must also pay him palimony because their relationship is considered a common law marriage. No Mike, no more palimony and no more living in fear.

I Love to Kill and Teach Others to Kill

I felt for her. No man deserves respect let alone his life if he abuses a woman and takes her money too. Instead of teaching her how to get away with murder, I told her I would kill him for her. And I gave her a significant discount. Although I wanted to go into overkill mode with him, I needed this death to not look personal and throw suspicion on my accomplice.

So, I made it look like a robbery. Just one stab wound instead of 100. Although I wanted to make his body disappear, if I did that, she’d still need to shell out money because only death would end the court mandated palimony. Can I tell you how hard it was for me not to go helter skelter on this low life? But I checked my violent phone sex tendencies and stabbed him in the gut to bleed out. He appeared drunk, so he made an easy target for robbery.

I drove his carcass to the druggy party of town and dumped his body. But I took his wallet and watch, and expensive designer shoes. When they find his body, his ex will provide an airtight alibi taking her off the suspect list. Another dead leach? No one will miss him. But now I need a violent, over kill kill. Maybe you should be my next victim.

Strangulation Phone Sex Because I Can

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex I enjoy. Of course, you cannot strangle me. If you even think about it, I will rip your cock off with my teeth. Men underestimate me all the time. But I can strangle the life out of you. Sometimes, like this weekend, it was all I could do to save my life. A guy hired me to help him kill his baby mama who he told me wanted to bleed him dry.

Normally, I do not ask questions. I take the money and run. I am an equal opportunity killer. But this guy misrepresented himself. And he wanted me to kill his daughter too. Why? Just to save money? When I questioned his motives, he tried to strangle me. Misogynistic men never survive me. So, I gave him a swift kick to his nuts. And I pulled out a knife I had strapped under my breasts and sliced his tendon. That hobbles a man quickly.

Men Who Try to Hurt Me End Up Dead

Although I wanted to make him a snuff porn star then, I also love to make folks suffer. The slice to the tendon did cause significant pain, but not enough for my preference. I cut and stabbed him a bunch more times, but not enough to kill him. Just enough to make him wish he was dead. I planned on strangling him to death like he attempted to do to me. Karma is a bitch I told him.

After a couple hours of torture, I strangled him. Watching the life run out of his eyes, I just smiled. He put up a good fight, but I evened the playing field when I sliced his tendon and left him with over 100 cuts on his body. Of course, I took the money he agreed to pay me. Never did kill his wife. She would be better off without him. I dumped his lifeless body in a wooded area for wild animals to feast on. I killed him at his house, not mine this time. But I left none of my DNA at his place. I am a smart killer, even when I kill in impulse.

Men, I am stronger than I look. Do not attempt to hurt or kill me unless you have death wish.

Snuff Porn Star Blair is Running Out of Her 9 Lives

snuff pornAs a snuff porn star, I get myself in one bad jam after another. My problem is that I take everyone at their word.  Perhaps, my problem has more to do with my love for cocaine, LOL. I want to believe what people tell me because I am desperate for coke.  Or the money to buy coke.

With my son I know he gets rough. But he gives me so much coke, and the good shit too, that I never feel it until the coke wears off. And then I just do more coke. But sometimes I answer ads in fetish and kink magazines or work with snuff directors for cash or in exchange for coke. And even though we agree to terms, they rarely adhere to them. But I keep remaining hopeful that one will. Or perhaps that’s just my desperation that is being optimistic.

Leroy and I go back a few years. And I have never had an issue with him. But this week he lit me up and almost ruined me. No safe words honored. No limits adhered to either. And now I can barely walk. I almost became a real snuff sex victim. He sent me to the ER for stitches. I told my husband I fell. I’m such a good actress, he believes every bullshit story I tell him.

I am Running Out of Lives

I signed up for a hardcore bondage photo shoot. But what I got turned out quite differently. He beat me to a pulp. Punched me in the face repeatedly. Not even my boy does that to me. He knows how valuable my sniffer is. Not sure what got into Leroy. He’s never been this violent with me. But after the last punch put a gash in my head he apologized and told me someone paid him for a violent phone sex session, and I was the only one he could think of who could handle that level of pain.

But I just barely handled that level of pain. Now I have 15 stitches in my head, a broken nose, and a few cracked ribs plus countless bruises. So, I guess I have no “safe,” supplier anymore.  And no nose to snort the coke and dull the pain. Not even my son would ruin my sniffer.

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.

 

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Breasts of Pleasure, Breasts of Pain

Violent phone sex Hey there, my depraved little sluts, looking for a wicked thrill? Let me paint a picture so fucked up, so hot, you’ll be dripping with desire. I’m talking about the ultimate snuff fantasy, where my perfect tits become instruments of pleasure and destruction.

Imagine a sweet, innocent Brat, cute as a button, and me, ready to corrupt her innocence. I’d start by letting you play with these glorious breasts, letting you suck and lick, while I moan with pleasure. But then, the game changes, and I wrap my tits around her, tight enough to suffocate, my voice soothing her fears. As she struggles, you take me from behind, pounding my pussy like a beast. She screams into my flesh, her desperate cries muffled by my bosom. The harder you fuck me, the tighter I squeeze, feeling her life slip away. Her arms flail, then go limp, as she breathes her last breath against my skin.

And in that moment, you cum, thrusting your load deep inside me, collapsing next to her lifeless body. A perfect ending to a perfect Saturday. 😈💕💣

Cum guzzling confession with the perverted priest

Evil phone sex

 

Church morning wood, pathetic perverted priest. Time for creep tow confession with Jesus, watching all the sworn men praying, makes my tight little bald pussy itch for more. I’ve been sworn as evil due to my Blaphemy sex in the back of the church with you. collecting all the bibles, then burning them in the back once all leave, turns me the fuck on baby!

You pushed me up against the back church wall, choking me with one hand, taking your rape fantasies out on my cherry popped cunt. I’m left bleeding, soaking with your white creamie cum stains down my leg, no longer the virgin I prayed to god about.

Used and abused for those seeking to snuff, choke, slash, slashed knife play on my hot little petite bald torn up puffy muff, the evil one’s who now worship satan from the church use me to torture and abuse me, control my mind to worship evil. Baby bald bunghole, holes filled everyday for those who wish to control and dominate me. I’m made to burn and piss on all bibles, never pray to god, on all fours in front of all in our cult members.