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Cannibalism phone sex, the ultimate way to meet your maker

Cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is the ultimate way to meet your maker, My Master told me so! My Master, the sick son of a bitch, he loves his sweet young pussies to torture and devour. But you know what’s even crazier? He’s not just into torturing and devouring women. Oh no, he likes to torture cock too

He has this twisted way of finding his victims. He likes the ones who try to play straight, the closeted ones, as he says, are the easiest to take advantage of. He takes them back to our place, fucks them until they fall in love with him, and then, when they’re at their most vulnerable, he strikes. To watch him in action is completely terrifying, and I can tell you from experience that there’s no escape once you’re in his grasp.

When the poor soul realizes what’s happening, they beg and plead, desperate for mercy. But there’s no mercy to be found in my Master’s world. Instead, they know what their fate is, and it’s up to me to execute it. I have to set them up over the fire and slowly roast them until they’re cooked to perfection. It’s a gruesome job, but someone’s gotta do it. 

The cock always gets burnt to a crisp. I have to be a good slave and eat the whole thing. It’s disgusting, but it gets my Master so hard watching me consume the flesh of his victims. As I chew, I can feel the victim’s soul sliding down into my belly. It’s a powerful, lustful burning that courses through my veins, filling me with an insatiable hunger for more. And once I’ve finished every last bite, I’m ready to take my Master’s cock.

Fucking him after consuming flesh is always the best. I cum so hard, my juices flowing freely as his sperm shoots deep inside me. And in that moment, I know that I’ll be his pregnant whore. The means I get to serve my Master as a loyal slave whore and I won’t be on the menu. 

If I give him the best Torture sex, in return, he keeps me alive, feeds me, and lets me live in his twisted little world. It’s not much, but it’s better than being roasted over an open fire. I hate to admit but diving into the depths of my most primitive nature makes my pussy go off like a machine gun. The need it fills is unlike anything I’ve experienced. 

Need a extreme kink fix? I’ll give you something that will push you to your limits and beyond! I’ll make your fantasies come true, in the most fucked-up way possible. Just remember, there’s no going back once you enter our world. Don’t wait, call for nasty Snuff sex. Stay kinky, my fellow cannibal and we’ll see you in hell!

 

 

Snuff Movies Make Me Money to Buy Coke

snuff moviesI make a lot of snuff movies. Maybe not so much make as star in. But I have a reputation among snuff makers as a no limits whore. I don’t complain. And I never beg anyone to stop. I take my beating and I please my director and collect my payment.  Although I often wish I was dead, I keep my eye on the prize which is the money I will receive to buy more coke.

I met a new director last week. Although he knew of me and my solid reputation, I did not know him. And I like to think I know most of the sadists in the seedy underworld of snuff porn. So, when I meet one, I do not know, I always worry I might not survive the film. But then I think about the coke, or the director gives me some primo blow and common since goes out the window, LOL.

And that’s what happened with this guy. He coked me up so much that I lost all sense of reason. His shit was good too. The premise of his film involved a kidnapped suburban housewife who gets herself sold in a slave auction to the highest bidder. The director wanted me looking sophisticated, so his makeup woman gussied me up. Now, I figured if he had a makeup girl, he likely was a legitimate snuff director.

My Need for Coke Will Kill Me One Day

However, that was not the case. It appeared to all be a rouse. There was no costar with me. The director bought me and used me. Sodomized my ass with his fists and cock. As well as some things never meant for the lass like a hammer. He called me a dumb bitch. And I suppose that’s true because I got lost in his coke and never questioned how he knew me.

And for my stupidity, I almost died. He beat me. Kicked me and tried to drown me too. But I am a seasoned druggy whore. All I did was act like I was too fucked up to fight him as he tried to drown me. I went limp, but I fooled him. And I grabbed the hammer and whacked him in the nuts.

 I ran out of that warehouse as fast as I could and started screaming as I hit the sidewalk. However, I barely escaped with my life. I just know my need for coke will kill me one day. Not the coke itself, but the snuff sex situations I get myself into for the promise of coke will kill me one of these days.

Fantasy phone sex brings you into the darkest desires

Fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex brings you into the darkest desires! Now, let me paint you a picture. I’m lying here on my bed, dressed in nothing but a dirty, ripped-up t-shirt and a pair of skimpy panties. My long hair is tangled and wild, and my smeared mascara gives me that just-fucked look. 

I’ve got a cigarette dangling from my lips, and I’m absently playing with a knife – tracing the blade over my skin, leaving little red lines in its wake. I’m wet, I’m ready, and I’m waiting for your call.

I want to hear it all – the things that make your stomach turn and your cock harden. The things you’d never admit to anyone else. Tell me your Murder phone sex Fantasies. The things that make you feel alive and dirty and guilty all at the same time. 

I learned to love slicing into the flesh of Master’s other girls. He makes me pick them out and allows me to show him how dedicated I am to his pleasure. He gets so hard when I stab deep into their flesh. 

And now I cum when I watch the life drains from their eyes. The sense of power it gives me is intoxicating. And when I’m done, I’ll drain your cock of every last drop of cum, making you scream my name as you fill my throat.

I live for the thrill of my Master, the smell of blood, and the taste of cum. I’m a sick fuck, and I love every minute of it. I can’t get enough of the feeling of a man’s hard cock filling my mouth, gagging me, making me choke on it. And when I can’t take it anymore, I puke all over it, and that little whore we’ve captured will be there to clean it up with her tongue.

Together, we’ll create our own Snuff movies and I’ll be your willing victim. We’ll explore every twisted scenario you can imagine. There is no safe word with me, it can be as rough and violent as your fantasies. I’ll scream and cry and beg for mercy!

 

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies, An Addiction of My Homicidal Mind

Homicide is a fixation and Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are perfect to play out this. As a tender young little demon I was torturing and killing things.

Honestly, I liked making my dollies all bloody and dismembering them. In these early years I even learned to make nooses. And with these I would hang my dolls. Then I  would stab them and use red paint for blood.

One time I was fascinated with blood and I took a razor blade to a boy at school. I slit a tiny mark on the back of his neck. He sat in front of me and I wanted to play with some blood. The fucking brat screamed and cried. Due to his scene I was taken from the classroom.

Fast forward now, I am so intrigued by how much a body bleeds out. Gaining a  love of stabbing little brats and their mommies. I like to compare how their bodies bleed out.

In fact I have gone so far as to even go shopping at Hunting stores to buy all kinds of tools to process the hunt. Only the hunt is human for me.

Once I get the blood collected I love to just bath in it. Like Bathory. A bloodbath is so delicious and rejuvenating.

Finally I will often pour a couple of bottles of champagne or spumante in my blood. This is to keep the blood from coagulating too quickly. And lets face it I love a little efflorescence in my blood bath.

You see It’s my version of a bath bomb.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Snuff movies led me to explore my Dark fetish for Torture

Snuff movies are where my addiction to psycho thrillers started! Watching a dumb bitch get ripped by her ankles and dragged across the floor staining a carpet or hardwood with blood by a masked man always made my Young bald pussy wet. I never knew how deep the thrills of seeing a stupid cunt stabbed multiple times in her big tits was so appealing to me until I experienced my first orgasm…

After that, I binge-watched that same scary movie for nights rubbing my cunt until I got this crazy idea to want to see a stupid bitch naked in that condition rather than clothed… That was when I came across Snuff porn, after a few searches and figuring out how to remove safe search on my tablet I found myself in sensational heaven.

I skimmed a site and managed to come across all sorts of videos some involving a Submissive whore and others being forced. That’s when I found I had a Very Drak fetish for watching girls get forcefully fed cocks inside of their worthless fuckholes. I was never the popular girl at school, I was always the emo chick weirdo with barely any friends.

I spent many nights whipping my clitoris while watching Ass rape porn and replacing the stars in the film with the faces of some of my classmates. 

Blasphemy sex with me will even bring Satan to his knees

Blasphemy sexAs I lay here, chained to this altar, I can’t help but feel a sense of euphoria wash over me with the anticipation with Blasphemy sex. My body is bruised and battered My Master has presented me to the Dark Lord himself. I can feel his sinister presence in the room, and I know that I am about to be used in the most wicked of ways. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, preparing myself for the pleasure and pain that is to come.

The Dark Lord approaches me, his massive cock already hard and throbbing. I open my mouth eagerly, ready to take him in. He grunts as he thrusts himself deep into my throat, choking me with his size. I gag and choke, but I never resist. I am his to use as he pleases.

He pulls out, and I can feel his hot cum drip down my chin. He moves behind me, and I feel his fingers roughly probe my pussy and ass. I moan as he slides first one, then two fingers into me. I am already wet and ready for him.

He positions himself behind his Snuff porn whore, and I feel the tip of his cock press against my tight asshole. I gasp as he pushes himself inside me, filling me completely. He starts to fuck me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my skin. I cry out as he reaches around and starts to play with my clit. I am in pure ecstasy.

He pulls out of my ass and turns me over. I spread my legs wide, inviting him to take me again. He slides himself into my pussy, and I can feel every inch of him. He fucks me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. I am his to use and abuse, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As he pounds into me, I can feel myself getting close to the edge. I scream out as I cum, my pussy clenching around his cock. He groans and releases himself inside me, filling me with his hot seed.

I lay there, spent and satisfied, as the Dark Lord pulls out of me. My body is covered in bruises and cuts, but I feel more alive than ever. I am Marley, a sexy victim whore, and I exist to serve the Dark Lord. I will never say no.

In conclusion, being a sexy victim whore is my purpose in life. I exist to serve and please those who are more powerful than me. The pain and pleasure that comes with it is what I crave and I am proud to be a whore for Satan. Use & abuse me with some evil Blasphemy phone sex!

 

Sadistic phone sex, give me your worst, make me suffer!

Sadistic phone sex

Let me give you a glimpse into the sordid and depraved world that I inhabit with Sadistic phone sex. Every day is a new nightmare, a new level of pain and humiliation that I never thought was possible. All for his twisted pleasure and entertainment. But at least he has the decency to give me his special powder to make things go a little easier. I guess I should be grateful for that small mercy, huh?

I was destined for a life of slavery and debasement. My Master saw to it that I was trained with only one purpose, to serve as a plaything for his sick and twisted desires. I was trained from a young age to submit to any and all demands, no matter how vile or degrading. My Master loves to inflict pain on me, the kind that makes me  wish for it all to end. 

He takes his sweet time doing it too, stretching out the torture for hours on end. He loves to  hook me up to a car battery, teasing me with little shocks and then he turns it on full blast. The shocks jolting down my body makes every muscle spasm in agony. And I can suffer for you just as much, you can give me all of your Rape phone sex fantasies!

He makes me tell him all of the worst punishments he has given me in the past. He knows how much I hate reliving the things he does to me and it gets him so hard. He only enters me when I’m drenched in sweat, my body a slippery mess of shame and self-loathing. He gets off on that look in my eyes, the one that says ‘just end it already’. But he doesn’t, He just keeps going. Always taking what he wants from me without a second thought.

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve begged him to stop, to let me go. But it falls on deaf ears. I’m just a plaything to him, a slave to do with as he pleases. And I hate it. I hate every second of it. But what can I do? I’m trapped, both physically and mentally.

So I endure. I grit my teeth and take it, hoping that one day, somehow, I’ll be free from this life of pain and humiliation. But until then, I’m Marley, the victim slave whore, living at the mercy of my twisted Master. Let me fulfill your Snuff sex slave, make me suffer!

 

Rape phone sex fantasies with the prettiest black slave girl!

Rape phone sex fantasiesOne of the dom’s I met online a few months back has recently become obsessed with the idea of Rape phone sex fantasies. He has been begging me to find pretty little black slut for him to fuck and use with me. For weeks now he has made me seek out women for our pleasure. I finally met my prized possession and I knew Brad was going to be so horny for her. Me and Tasha have me messaging one another on an app where lots of different girls talk about their fantasies, etc. We hit it off when she talked about being super submissive and loving the idea of being taken advantage of.

She said she wanted a scenario to happen but she did not want to know about it. I thought that was even hotter; grabbing that bitch off guard would make me wetter than ever. Brad made clear instructions and told me he wanted me to already have the whore worked up, tied up and naked for him. So he wanted her prepped and ready so all he had to do was use her like the cock sleeve she is. I was more than happy with that; I was ready to have some one on one time with my pretty black slave girl. 

When I tied the bitch up and ripped everything off but her panties I was so turned on. I knew she was a sexy little whore but I did not know her tits were so perfect. I giggled as I yanked on them and told her how much my master loved a nice pair of tits on a cunt while having some vile Torture sex. I slid my hand down her panties and felt her slit; she was already drooling out of her tight bald cunt. Once Brad walked in he took no time before using her throat like a pussy while I ripped her panties off and got her holes ready for use!

Teen phone sex Snuff flick killer Harper!

Teen phone sexTeen phone sex With me will have you spun for our first victim!  A succulent young woman with delicate features betrays her utmost innocence. First she needs to be blindfolded and bound. Look how she writhes in a sensual dance as she is trying to get free handling!  My tight teen puss is slippy wet for  the tears streaming down her chubby cheeks.

Teen phone sex Snuff flick killer Harper!

My livestreamed dark web video cameras capture it all, immortalizing our young kill target. As the stench of diesel and garbage clings to the air, my accomplices enter the set. All three men are draped in executioner hoods, ready to paint the walls with her blood! Tonight’s flick would make Snuff movies history, as well as me spending some cash on new weapons. 

Kill her On Film!!!

I had stalked a pretty redhead that worked in an office downtown for our ritual sacrifice.  Of course, I knew she would be alone tonight, working late and trying to rise up the ranks at her job. One of my mean men who wanted her was her boss. It seems she doesn’t want to fuck her way to the top. Well, he is making sure she gets famous, at least!  The perfect plan is to kidnap her late, knowing that her screams will echo through the silent streets.

Snuff movies with a redhead young coworker of yours!

We all reached for our weapons at once, the cold steel of the knives biting into our palms as we gripped them tightly. The thrill of the kill had already begun to pulse through our veins, as we moved closer to our prey. How I love making new Snuff porn with helpless girls!

The Castration Fantasy: My Side of the Story

Murder phone sex Fantasies

 

You gotta hear this fucked-up scenario I’ve got cooking in my head. It’s a bit graphic, so brace yourself. I’m this helpless bitch, tied up and gagged, right? But I’m not just any victim. Oh no, I’m the prized possession of a fucked-up, sadistic woman. She’s a real nut job, and she gets off on dominating and possibly hurting me.

But I’m not complaining. Well, maybe a little. But who doesn’t want to be the center of attention, even if it involves some kinky shit? This dominant lady is something else. She’s not the typical phone sex operator. She’s a real alpha female, and Goddamn, it turns me on.

But here’s the catch: I’m gonna have to watch my step. She’s made it clear – no funny business or it’s off with my balls. Literally. And she’s not joke either. I’ve seen the trophies in her dungeon. Jars upon jars of poor guys’ balls, labeled and all. Some even got their whole junk chopped off.

So, I’m fucked, quite literally. I’m gonna have to be a good boy, or else. But the thought of that makes me so horny. Being at her mercy, the power she has over me, is a massive turn-on. Phone sex has never been so intense. I’m dripping just thinking about it.

I’m hers, and she can do as she pleases. As long as I remember my place, we’re gonna have a wild ride. But fuck up, and those scissors are coming for my balls. Wish me luck, guys!