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Hunt, Bind, Kill, Eat

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My hunger for flesh has been undeniable; and, yesterday, I had the great fortune of talking with someone who has my same unusual tastes. He shared a picture and several ideas that captured my interest; and, with the proper planning, I went out to execute it myself…even though it was risky alone. It was almost dusk, so I had to hurry to the local hiking trail. The pretty little families and coeds walked past; but, in the distance, I could see a large group and one particular meaty chick was lagging behind. I double-checked my trap and waited. One of her stupid little skinny friends stopped to help her; but, I breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to a boy that was further ahead.

I smelled the group as they passed; this catch would definitely need a bath before eating and I was glad that I set-up next to a creek. She was teetering and I was afraid that she would miss the spring that would trigger the net; so, I stepped out in front of her and asked if she could help me…that I had sprained my ankle. Oh, the ones with a little bit of body issues are so easy to snag! And, quickly, she was floating in the air in the net! I forced her to drink a concoction that would make her easier to maneuver; and that was easy because her mouth was open as she sobbed. She didn’t even scream because she knew that she was destined to be prey. I cut the rope and she lay there as I drug her and washed her.

Then, I bound her wrists and legs. Not correctly gauging her weight or tolerance, she began to come out of the semi-unconsciousness and began begging for her life, struggling against the ropes. I quit listening until she said that she had so many people that I loved her; looking up at her, I showed my doubt. She instantly burst into sobs and was quiet the rest of the time. I was going to attempt to roast her over a fire that I had recently created. I hadn’t realized that she’d be so heavy, though; as I carved her meaty flesh, I decided to take what I wanted. I’d leave a little of her hidden in the brush for a friend, whom I’d call and offer that part of the kill.

I happily returned to my vehicle and placed the backpacks of fresh meat in the trunk; her friends hadn’t even missed her yet. They were all huddled around a truck and drinking beer. Yes, she was better off where she was going; at least she’d bring pleasure this way, and I was quite certain that her own seasoning would be delicious.

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CSI Porn — Narcissus Narcosis

Uh oh, this gal’s high again
just hit the weed, ate 3 Valium and 2 Vicodin;
Look like Dr. House, stumbling around my living room
fell off the couch, broke a shelf and cracked the ceiling too.
I’m feeling doomed, haven’t even started drinking yet
nervous wreck, when will all this pressure start to break my neck?
Pissed at everyone, thinking about grabbing a pistol
a knife with no handle, some razor blades and my Ginsu;
and coming to get you, find you where you sleep
grab something to eat in your house, 
slitting your throat and fleeing the scene.
I’m hopeless, see? I’ve got nothing left to live for.
Get bored and choke myself to death with a 16-inch extension cord.
So be forewarned, I will leave you deformed
beyond the norm
looking like a CSI porn

You better lock all your windows and barricade the front door, because I’m getting wet just thinking ’bout making a mess. With your face on the floor, and my boot on your head…

Why don’t you undress, and I’ll administer a test. Let’s see how long you can breathe while your throat’s full of hash. I’m gonna make sure the rope is nice and tight too. Wouldn’t want you to accidentally get some air. Ah. That’ll do. Nice and intricately tied. A spider web weaved that you’ll fall into…

See–it all starts here, and it’ll end here for you.

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Don’t worry, your dark and twisted secrets are safe with me, and I intend on using them to make you my devoted, eager pet. My smooth tight cunt aching to find a fresh big piece of fuck meat to use and test the limits of just how far you’ll really go to satisfy your sadistic Mistress.

No one would ever guess that a big, strong man like you has that hunger to be used and dominated by a sensuously evil and wicked little accomplice like me. Mmm, nothing gets my pussy wetter than breaking in a big, masculine guy like you.

Ordering you to do the most humiliating and demeaning tasks is what you crave and you look so ready to be your Mistress’ next project. You learn quickly to dare not speak until I give you permission or have to foolish and fate sealing idea as to talk back and disrespect me.

You would never consider doing such a stupid thing would you, pet? As you are kneeling before me with your head bowed down, you see and hear the sounds of my thigh high stiletto boots as I circle around you slowly, dragging my blood red nails over your flesh.

I order you to follow me, crawling behind me and getting up on my bed and lie on you back. As I’m securing your wrists and ankles to my wrought iron and brass bed, I can see in you eyes, you are both turned on and more than a little unsure.

But, your rock hard, throbbing cock wins out and you wisely keep your mouth shut and let me continue. I wrapped a silk tie around your mouth just to take that temptation of speaking away, all you need to do is listen and obey. Admit it, you get off on a petite, dominant woman like me taking you over…mind, body and soul.

You laid out, spread eagle before me, I show you how fucking dripping wet you’ve made my cunt. Well, what are you going to do about it? That’s right, I’m going to straddle you and lower my smooth pink pussy down onto your hungry mouth so you can taste my sweet honey.

Now, you know you deserve to be punished don’t you for being a weak little bitch. I want to hear you beg me to punish you, use whatever I like on your body to bring you right to the edge of pleasure. Hmmm, which first, nipple clamps or the leather flogger?

Maybe a butt plug and cock ring would be a good start. Well, I’m going to use my perfect judgement and give you exactly what you need and deserve. Are you ready to start your session my little fuck toy……of course you are.

Momma’s Magic Touch

My innocence…if I ever had any to begin with…was scarred at a very young age. It happened when my Momma had friends over and told me not to cum in the room. I didn’t listen, and got too curious. Hiding in the closet, I saw my Momma with a pretty, thin blonde woman tied up with coarse rope. A tall man with dark hair was standing over the blonde, laughing as she cried. I gasped as I watched them flip her over and pull down her tiny lace thong. She must’ve been a stripper or a prostitute they picked up somewhere, since she was covered in tattoos and wearing only lacy lingerie. The man brought out a basket and took the lid off…I was shocked to see a snake curling out of it! The girl just started crying harder. Momma was laughing and held open the hooker’s butt cheeks as the man picked up the snake. Then my Momma reached over and grabbed a turkey baster filled with something white and liquid. She shoved the baster up the tied-up blonde girl’s tight pink asshole and the girl screamed. They kept laughing and Momma filled up her anal canal with the liquid. The man then put the snake’s head at the entrance to her asshole and it crawled inside, slithering up her ass. Turns out, it was milk, and the snake’s mouth was sewed shut. But it kept moving around in there because it smelled the milk and wanted it. So the tied-up girl got to enjoy that experience of having her asshole stretched out by a slithering snake. I quickly left the closet after that and never told my Momma I saw it, but somehow I think she knows. It’s obvious that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. I’m a sadistic teen because I know my family likes hurting people, too. Momma always told me to never be afraid to stir up some trouble. She’s the Queen of Mean, so I guess that makes me pretty sick and evil, too…

When Little People Attack

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I was walking home from my latest kill when I saw a very odd-looking fight. The bartender, a little person, was charging over the counter at a guy. I could hear a woman’s voice say, “Vinny, he touched me. Beat him up!” I crept further so that I could see and hear better through the gigantic window. The bartender had the other man (of normal weight and height) in a headlock. I had to laugh at the scene. The guy grunted out, “She’s just a tramp, man. I bought her a drink.” Vinny didn’t like that much and slammed the guy’s face into the concrete floor. Vinny yelled, “Well, she’s my tramp now. My damn pussy.” I rolled my eyes at the reason for the fight: a frizzy-haired blonde woman with a short skirt…who, I just noticed, had her skirt lifted and was rubbing her clit over Vinny’s half-conscious victim. She was definitely jacking-off; and, when she was cumming, she released what I think was urine on the unconscious man. The bartender drug the man out into the street gutter and I disappeared in the shadows. Without so much as a “Thank you,” the woman left; and, the bartender who had so fiercely fought for the woman sat at the bar and drank a beer. I stared curiously at his bloody nose and wounds, badges of honor that he’d wear just for pussy. I shook my head and continued home; and, people think it’s weird that I eat them?! Hell, I think I’m doing some of them a service!  The fun part was already done or i would’ve brought the trash home…and tortured him.  And, as for Vinny, he needs to be out there somewhere.

It’s a GAS!!!

Tonight is a special night. I received a shipment of tear gas and I’m going to get off with it on one lucky victim. Or I guess I should say unlucky victim. I’m going to invite a doomsday prepper over to test this tear gas out. He is fit with large muscles and a large cock to match. I lead him to my basement where he finds a table with a gas mask and various tools on it. I grab the mask, slip it on and throw some tear gas on the ground. He is brought to his knees like a good bitch. I get him on the table and strap him down. I take clippers and strip all his clothing. He begs for me to give him a gas mask but I’m going to enjoy watching him suffer. I run a screwdriver up and down his body and ask him why he should live. I received no answer so it’s time for the fun to begin. I grab his cock and begin to masturbate him. He can’t even get a hardon. What the fuck? I pick up my saw, grab the head of his cock and cut it off at the base. He starts to squeal so I shove his cock in his mouth to shut him up. His blood will serve as good lube for what’s about to come. I take the handle of a hammer, soak it in blood, and ram it up his ass. I fuck him for a few minutes to open his hole. I grab a funnel and stick it up his ass. I pour lighter fluid in his gaping ass and ask him if he’s fire proof. I light a match and watch fire shoot from his hole. His balls are melting and he burned from the inside out. While I‘m comfortable in my gas mask, I have to say that he wasn’t very prepared for doomsday.

The man in the Gas Mask

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I struggle to keep my eyes open, after laying on this cold concrete floor in the dark for what feels like an eternity, my eyes struggled to adjust to the sudden light.

I look around the room surprised to see a man standing there with nothing but a mask on his face.

He walks toward me very slowly playing with his hard cock.

He bends down and takes the ball gag out of my mouth, then he took his cock and slapped me with it until I opened my mouth.

He slipped his throbbing cock in my mouth and I had no other choice but to suck on it.

He was on his knees resting his sack on my forehead and he was pushing his cock deep into my throat that I started to gag.

Every time he heard me gag he would push even deeper.

My last gag I put my teeth around his cock to try to get him off and out of me.

He growled as he felt my teeth around his cock, he pulled himself out of my mouth and punched my tits.

He called me a dirty cunt and said I would pay for it.

He untied my hands and ankles and pulled me up off the ground by my bruised tits.

He sat down and bent me over his knee and started spanking me.

He told me not to make a sound or each spank would be harder.

After 20 slaps my ass felt like it was on fire.

He picked me up and slid his cock up and down my pussy lips.

Slowly he pushed my hips down so his cock slid deep inside of me.

I cried out no.

But he slapped me so hard I couldn’t breath.

He made me ride his cock while he choked me.

What happened next you wont believe.

Give me a call to find out what happens next.

Makayla

Killer Phone Sex with Reagan

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It was really late but I knew if I looked hard enough I could find a “treat” for him. I knew he would be waiting with a raging hard on for fresh,young cunt and I didn’t want to disappoint. For years he had been using and abusing my tiny holes it was time for something new. Being his accomplice slut is no easy task, I have to get very creative to give him what his fetish cock desires most. It is not often that I let anyone control my cunt, but the way he would cut, burn and violate dirty whores did something intoxicating to my soul.

Finally, I found the perfect one and rushed home to satisfy his wicked urge. Watching him ravish his new play pet was more than my pussy could take. I licked three fingers and shoved them into my eager little cunt, humping and moaning his name. Telling him what to do, begging him to be rough, my tiny twat dripped with hot fuck honey for even more deviant deeds. He looked at me and instructed me to get the gasoline, my sex exploded right there and then..

I love having no limits and extreme violent phone sex.

Take My Life, Piece by Piece

Kinky phone sexThe candles are lit. The instruments in place. I lay on the stripped bed listening to you sharpening your knives. The screeching sound is nothing compared to how you make me scream. My body is yours, my last breath will be yours. You will take me apart bit by dirty bit until I am reduced to nothing.

I see you now, hovering over me, my blood dripping from your chin from our dance of death earlier. Its time for more play, and I dream that it ends with my pathetic life being snuffed out by you. 

You heat your knife over the candle, and tell me to lay still because it hurts more that way. You run the hot knife between my trembling breasts, I ache for the cut, but you only burn me, making me want it even more. Cut me, please, cut me. 

Suddenly you grab my nipple and pull it up with a strong pinch. “Take this bitch!” you yell and you slice it off with your burning knife… Oh my god the pure pain and pleasure courses through my entire body and it takes my breath away. Before I can even scream you slice off my other nipple! 

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die in your hands. That is all I can think about as you slide your hard cock inside my pussy, and I rub my bleeding chest feeling my own sticky blood streaming everywhere.  I cling to consciousness as you withdraw and begin to heat up your knife again. 

You place it on my clit and it burns. I can’t determine if you are just burning me or cutting it off, and I don’t even care. You slide the burning knife inside me, and I know the time has come. Slit me open baby, from clit to throat. Keep me awake as long as you can, so that I can enjoy feeling of life leaving my body, the ultimate feeling that only you can give me. Take me slowly, but take all of me.

Bonfire Delicatessen

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Summer is a ripe time to find young, fresh bodies; I prefer the ones with a healthy mixture of fat and muscle…otherwise, they taste too tough or too soggy. We cannibals banded together to go on camping trip of sorts; really, we were hunting for campers. And, as luck would have it, when we arrived at the park, we could see a blaze of fire in the distance; it looked to be the perfect length from the entrance. It wasn’t too close or too far away, nestled deep in the woods.

The teenagers were already fairly intoxicated, but we’d burn that off soon enough. We put out some great wines, perfectly seasoned for our purposes. The greedy youngsters were happy to drink our wines. We told them that we had something stronger if only they would do something for us. The girls agreed without even hearing the entire proposition. One of my comrades gave them some oils and told them to bathe each other in it. The guys thought it was hot and my party chuckled at their enthusiasm…and naiveté. Soon they were lathered, so we put out a clean blanket for them to sit on; we didn’t want grass in our entrees.

One of my male companions bound the girls. I had other things on my mind: I walked stealthily behind the chairs of the young men…and quickly slit their throats. To be honest, none of us liked the taste of males, and they were becoming more than a little annoying with all of their immature sexual innuendos as the girls sautéed themselves.

One of the girls noticed how quiet it was; one said the guys had probably passed out. Being myself, I said, “No, look at the way their heads are positioned.” One screamed, then another, until all of them were in unison. One of my companions chastised me but I shrugged and told them that their adrenaline would make the spices pump faster through their bodies. It was time: the sharp sticks that we had brought were set up over the fire; the young idiots really hadn’t done a horrible job assembling the bonfire.

Stakes were in the ground and now it was time to hoist our meals. I tenderized them by whipping them; and, then I jabbed several sticks with various vegetables through their jaws and thighs. I had the good mind to cut their vocal cords; and, then we were able to recline with a glass of wine and wait to devour our lovely meal!