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Cannibalism phone sex: Kidnapped And Baked To Perfection.

Cannibalism phone sex

I never really thought I’d enjoy cannibalism phone sex so much. But there’s something seductive and amazing about the thought of being cooked and eaten while someone literally gets off to it. It’s making me incredibly horny right now just thinking about it.

Just imagine some hot little thing walking down the street, her plump juicy ass peeking out from below her skirt as you pull up to offer a ride. But you have so much more in store for her than just a simple ride home. Little does she know you’ve removed the door handles and reinforced the seat belts so they can’t be easily removed. She has no idea what she’s about to get into.

So, she meekly stumbles into the passenger seat as you reach over and “assist” her with her seat belt. Making sure that your prize is nice and secure and can’t escape once she realizes that crawling into a stranger’s car was actually a very poor choice.

Can you imagine the look of fear and shock on her face when she finally realizes what trouble she’s in? Because I sure can. The thought of her being actually terrified makes me so horny and excited. I may have to actually take a break from writing to play with myself for a moment.

Imagine holding a chloroform-soaked cloth over her face so she passes out. You have to get her into the house somehow don’t you?  Imagine the feeling of her body weight against you as you begin to caress her, feeling every inch of her to make sure she’s a good specimen for the night.

Prepping her, placing an apple in her mouth, rubbing her down with some herb butter, and getting her nice and prepared to go into the special oven. To become your teen phone sex dinner. It’s quite a sight to think about, isn’t it? Come let me help you finish the story. Maybe we can make it better together.

What Are You Thankful For?

Gothic phone sex

 

Of all the things you have to be thankful for, is gory, grimy, filth filled Gothic phone sex one of them?  Do you give thanks for all of the rainy, depression filled days and nightly dreams riddled with nightmarish visions of death and violence that plague your very being, or are you only grateful for the few fun filled, sunny days and magical moments of joy that trickle down through the tragic parts?  You know that you couldn’t have one without the other, right?  Have a seat, let’s talk real shit this Thanksgiving.  No turkey, no stuffing, no pumpkin-fucking-pie, I don’t even have a table for you.  Just you, me and some talk that might be a little hard for you to hear.  You need it, though.

I’m sure you’re appreciative of all of the dumb shit you have in your life: cars, house, family, status.  People love having that shit, how it makes them happy, I’ll never know.  What I want to know is do you give gratitude for the little, darker things in life that people usually don’t think about.  You know, the parts of life that some individuals are forced to reckon with that you might not necessarily think about because it hasn’t happened to you in your sheltered, pathetically unaware existence.  Not yet, anyway.  We’ll see how our talk goes and where this conversation takes us.

Of all things, I bet you’re most grateful for your loving family, huh?  Loving wife, attentive parents, maybe a rugrat or two running around?  Family is what makes holidays great, right?  You’re oh, so thankful for the clan in your kitchen cooking up a storm so that everyone can stuff their stupid faces and get fucking fat and watch stupid football and blah-blah-fucking-blah.  Isn’t that right?  Well, are you thankful for having a father who didn’t beat and abuse you and come into your room every night to have his way with your tiny little body?  And are you thankful that your mother never chained you down and whipped you with everything she could get her hands on and violated your virgin hole with random objects from around the house?  Do you give thanks to your parents for not using rape and torture as punishment when you were frowing up?  Maybe you should.

How about your closeted whore of a wife?  Are you going to thank her for not gaslighting you, taking all of your money and driving you completely fucking insane?  She could, you know.  You men are pretty trusting of the women you let into your lives.  Look at us talking now, for example.  Do you really think it’s smart to let a feminine force like me into your life when you obviously have so much to lose?  Not your smartest moment, I’m sure, but here we are.  Anyway, your cuntbag wife could just pack up your crotch goblins and all of your possessions and leave, one day.  You should tell her thanks for not being a complete psycho and taking you all out with some sort of poison or just flat out blowing all of your heads off with a shotgun.  I bet she’s thought about it.  

Never thought about being grateful like that, have you?  Grateful for all of the unfortunate things that haven’t happened to you that, very easily, could’ve.  And they still could, you never know.  Your mom might choke on a turkey bone and keel over at the table, stranger things have happened.  Your whole family might just die in a fiery car wreck while you’re all out driving around looking at Christmas lights.  If that’s your path, then so be it.  Or maybe, just maybe, the whole time I’ve had you here, distracted by both my bold, naked beauty and my wide open, rabbit hole of a mind, I sent a few friends over to your house to have some sadistic fun with your beloved family for Thanksgiving.  Hypothetically, if I did send some sordid baddies over to your place to eat all of your food, fuck your mom, wife and tots in front of your dad before they baste his brain with buckshot, would you be more thankful if I told my friends to let the rest of your family live or If I had them just take out everyone in the place?  Be honest.

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies: Kidnapped and snuffed by Mr. Troy.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

The look of shock on my face when Mr. Troy, pulled up to me had to of been apparent to him. I was so shocked that my science teacher would actually offer to give me a ride home, crawling into his vehicle he locked the doors and started down the road. That’s when he began telling me about his murder phone sex fantasies. The things he was saying had my heart racing in fear of what was about to happen to me.

He informed me that a few of his buddies were waiting for me at his house, that he had sent pictures of a few girls to them and I was the chosen one.  Quickly reaching for the door handle to climb out of the car, it didn’t take me too long to realize how fucked I was. I was definitely in danger being this close to him when he quite clearly had bad intentions on his mind. Pulling up to his garage out back of his house, it was a good distance, no one would be able to hear me if I screamed. My heart racing I tried to get away as he opened the car door, grabbing me by the hair he drug me into the building. Where I saw two great big men standing before me.

“On your knees, Bitch” I heard a voice from behind me as they quickly shoved me down kicking my legs out from under me. Their hands were rough and firm on my skin, I knew there would be bruises the next day if I made it through this. They were all wearing masks, standing there naked. Cigirrets and knives in their hands as one of them walked over his boot finding its way to rest on my midsection. Pushing himself into me I let out a grunt before feeling another kick me in my thigh. Immediately sent a cramp up my leg as I screamed in pain another blow to my head “Shut up, Girl” they said.  As I heard the ciggies being lit before pressed into my skin, the sizzling noise was masked by my screams.

“We’re going to torture you then murder you, you dirty slut” they said laughing to themselves as I whimpered begging for my life to be spared. “I won’t’ tell anyone!” I cried out as they began punching me, filling all of my holes with their cocks as their cum just dripped from my body.

To be continued…

Accomplice play with a hot barely legal Babysitter phone sex Princess?

Babysitter phone sex

Could you imagine combining babysitter phone sex and accomplice fun? The way it would feel to know that you had a partner in crime to commit the horrible acts you’ve been dreaming about should absolutely make you feel super horny and turned on.  I would love to be that person, the one who gets the little creatures together that you intend on snuffing. There’s nothing I want more than to assist you in making your cock explode with need.

Just imagine me calling you and inviting you over to the how I’m babysitting at. Telling you not to worry that I’ve put the little ones down and you and I can have some fun together. I bet your mind would be racing with thoughts of fucking me, when little did you know you’d be having sex with dead bodies while we mutilate and do fucked up things to them.

Does that turn you on? The thought of having sex with corpses? The thought of hearing the last dying breath of air escape a perfectly little set of lungs. Let me give you what it is you crave, weaving a tale of destruction that may even be too much for you.

Are you ready to snuff some brats?

Snuff sex has nothing on me and my sadistic mind

Snuff sexI am the monster slut you are looking for.  The sadistic whore of your filthy Snuff sex dreams. Hell has nothing on me and the things that I love to put my sex toys through. It’s the only way my pussy can truly be pleased. I love rubbing my cunt and cumimg while watching the scene unravel. Her tits are perfect, perky, and round. The perfect trophy to keep around. I slice that massive mound off her chest. Her blood was not the only thing that made a mess. I came so hard my body shook with pleasure. I squirted everywhere and her screams made it that much better. I swear she got wet but maybe that was just me. everything about her has been perfect so far. Even hunting her had me cumming watching her try to fight you. God she is so feisty I wonder if she knows this is literally the fight of her life

 The thrill of the hunt is nothing compared to the thrill of watching you torture and take the holes of this worthless little whore. The way she begs as she suffers and her blood drains slowly from all her many wounds. You are a savage as you force your cock in her using all her newly acquired holes to jerk your cock. I know you are rocking her world. It’s been days since we caught her and brought her here and today is the day that we end her.

You grab a drill and I know exactly what you are going to do. You drill a hole in her head perfect size for your massive cock to use, I sit on her face as she screams in my cunt the vibrations and sounds are almost enough. I almost came right then and there but I’m saving it for when you cum. Now fuck her brains out and take that whore she is all yours!

Ass Rape Porn Stars Will Do Anything for Coke

ass rape pornAss rape porn I prefer to watch than make. That is because I am a submissive whore, and when you are submissive like me, being the one anally tortured is never fun. I thought I was going to get some anal abuse from my stepson last night. On the weekends, he summons me to do live streams. I am his cash cow. Since he has all the power, I must do what he says. He had another plan for me last night. He pimped me out to this guy for cash. I saw none of the money. I never do. But he does toss me a decent sized bag of coke, so I guess it is not all for nothing. This man was pure evil. A misogynistic asshole who told me I reminded him of his mother. That was not a good thing though. I figured he harbored rape phone sex fantasies for his dear old mom, but it was worse than that. He just flat out despises her. She is dead and his only regret is that he was not the reason she died. My stepson sold me to some guy with snuff fantasies for his mother. The guy was sniffing something that made him manic. Maybe, he was huffing spray paint or something. He started beating me. He used his fists and his belt. Eventually, I was too sore to fight him anymore. As I laid curled up in a ball on the floor shivering and bleeding, he decided to sodomize me. He said my pussy was too used up to be tight enough for his cock, so he had to fuck my pooper. I started to laugh when he said pooper. He did not like that, and he fucked my ass harder while chocking me. If my stepson had not been there to supervise, this guy would have killed me. My stepson intervened when I got knocked unconscious, because I woke up in the back of my stepson’s truck. He told me he saved me because he cannot afford to lose his cash cow. For once, I was grateful that he views me as his cash cow otherwise it would have been a snuff porn I made last night.

Snuff Porn “The Killing of Francie”

When it comes to Snuff Porn, the best part of it is when I have a real victim to decimate. These guys come begging for my attention. The attention of a sadist is certainly the edgy guys love. I am always laughing at and humiliating these pathetic idiots.

So the other night this little twerp came by and confessed he wanted me to kill him. I told him awhile back that he should just drop dead. He would follow me around campus. I finally cornered him and told him he was a worthless twerp. He groveled some more and I pulled him inside a room. The room with ropes attached to the floors. I shoved the twerp down and kicked him.

Binding him to floor I looked down on him. I stomped him in the chess and laughed. I told him I am filming his death. I turned on the lights and there was an audience of 100 or so sadistics. I was live streaming the film on the internet for money. He begged and I said just shut up and die.

Snuff Porn

Murder phone sex Fantasies are a gift

Murder phone sex FantasiesI frequently have Murder phone sex Fantasies. Maybe it’s because my life is so hard being the slave of these horrible men, but the sweet release of a bloody, grim, horrifying demise seems alluring instead of scary. I dream of it often, laying there while my abused cunt is sore and bleeding from the recent reaming or torture session, hoping that somehow the bleeding doesn’t stop and I simply cease to exist. I want to die, I want to be killed, I want tomorrow to never come and I always get my hopes up whenever I feel a new pain or something breaks inside while they fuck my black ass rough and hard and raw. It’s fun for them, subjecting me to Mutilation phone sex, turning their domestic late-night ‘snack’ of a whore into something worse just because I didn’t have the power to fight back or the will to run away. The windows are open, the door is right there, but I can’t move. I never can, and anytime I think of it one of them comes around the corner with some new guy and they pull me back down to hell one nasty fuck, one horrifying cut, one bloody scream at a time. I know they eventually plan to let me die, when I’ve become too used, too worthless, too abused and lifeless. I just hope it’s soon, that maybe they underestimate what I have left and end it too soon. I want to still be here to choke on my blood, I still want to remember my bastard crack whore husband when I breathe my last breath and collapse onto the floor in a puddle of was and potential. I need to go out quickly, to be used for Snuff porn, and somehow I get my hopes up every single time someone calls, hoping that it’s going to be the guy that pays enough for them to do just that…

Knife play phone sex w/ Terry

Snuff phone sex

Could you tell it’s me hiding beneath this Killer Clown costume? I hope not.. Because, this is what I will be wearing for Halloween! I plan on luring in all the littles.. Don’t they just love clowns so much? What better way to lure them in than to make silly little things out of balloons in the middle of Salem MA!

As soon as their worthless parents turn their head I will be snatching those suckers up into my trailer, loaded with a bunch of tools to rip those fuckers apart! I came across an ad about trafficking a while back.. Finally, I can grab as many up as possible to pawn off to perverted men for mega bucks. I usually prefer torturing them on my own and hanging them out to decompose…

But, I guess I can make a few sacrifices, that is only if I am able to watch! I want to watch you bury your cock deep inside those little hairless slits.. Don’t worry I kept in mind the new world order about “sexuality” so I will be packing some little fuckholes too.. Turn those little grape smuggling maggots into a sissy fag just for you.. lets make a Ass rape porn out of those fuckers! I want to watch their disgusting holes get plummeted by your hard throbbing cock.

Uhh the bliss.. I just have this burning hate for littles, something about their way of living.. So free, with no clue to the world… rings an alarm in my head and makes me think of millions of ways to torture them. I cannot wait till its time for trick-or-treating.. I will be lacing those candies with a sweet little potion of mine.. To lure them into the darkness and have them submit to the most disturbing Torture sex!

No if ands or buts… no screams! Just well behaved rugrats made to please and guzzle down cum loads. Thee disobedient ones will be laid out to rest.. Don’t worry we will just have to have Sex with dead bodies, no matter what sacrifices we have to make draining your cock is my top priority! 

 Rape phone sex fantasies

 

Torture sex and Halloween go hand and hand

Torture sexHalloween has the perfect ambiance for Torture sex. It is a sadistic slut’s hunting ground, and I cannot wait to catch my pry! All these tiny whores are using it as a reason to dress like the little whores they are, exposing all the skin that I want to slowly peel off their bones. Little do they know their temptations are nothing compared to my innate need to tie a whore down and torture her slowly all night long.

You see the screams will echo around us, but no one will be there to save her. I will tie her down and start by lighting a knife with my blow torch. I want to force that red-hot blade it up her cunt and hear it sizzle as it burns her from the inside. The smell of her pussy cooking is intoxicating. I pull that sharp blade out and hear it slice through her walls, blood squirting out everywhere.

Knife play phone sexThis is just the beginning I am going to take my time slicing and stabbing this dirty whore while telling her that her life is now mine. With each stab, punch, and or hit I see her get weaker. I’m covered in her blood and the feeling of her life force covering my body makes this all the more enjoyable. Her pretty blond hair now red and soaked with blood. I know I look crazed, but I know I will fit in. After all Halloween is the day of the dead. After I watch as she takes her last breath, I realize the night is still young. I think I’m going out to find me a young hard dick to torture. I won’t get cleaned up; I can savor my kill. No one will notice that this blood covering me is real!