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I was sitting on my bed, in my dorm room when the door slowly creaked open. I stood frozen in panic, in nothing but a tank top and g string panties as a strange man walked in. As he turned to lock the door, I caught sight of a big, sharp knife in his hand. He pushed me back onto my bed and told me that I better not try to fight back. He slid the blade down my body, slicing my panties off. He lifted them to his nose and took a deep breath. He pressed the blade into my throat and told me that he was going to force fuck my brains out. He then told me that I better beg, plead and pray if I wanted my pathetic life spared. I don’t think he realized that the dorm he had broken into belonged to a twisted, evil knife play phone sex whore. I was more than ready to be his snuff slut for the evening. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me. I begged him to stab that blade into my throat instead of begging for my life. He wrapped my sliced up g-string around my throat and started to strangle me with it as he was jamming his cock into my asshole. As I began to lose consciousness I could feel his hard dick dumping cum into me. He pulled the fabric tighter and watched as my face turned pale blue and then deep purple. When he felt my body go limp, he dropped me on my face and left to find his next victim. I wasn’t the first and I won’t be his last…

 

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Two hitchhikers, women, and traveling light. Pretty young women who thought I was doing them a favor. So trusting in fact that I had the passengers’ side fill with soft snores.  At the rest stop I chloroformed both women. It was risky but they both got the rag!  

I brought them straight to you and you had your dental chair ready for both of them. Laughing Gas was always your preferred choice!  All I had to do was cut off clothes and arrange those legs so you could see those cunts wide open and waiting for your cock. I love how you worked to pull each tooth out while pumping them with your dick. Savage ravage of unwilling cunts! Its music to my ears as they begin feeling the pain of each extraction!   I have to say your practice was busy with men who wanted to try out your whores with no teeth. Pretty girls gumming a cock as your customers got off on bruttally fucking bloody and sore mouths!       

Want to help me hide a body? 

He Wanted To Eat My Ass

I never thought I would be the main course in that way. It was cannibalism phone sex this pervert wanted. He said he wanted to eat my ass and I thought it was a little tame. I mean sometimes they just want some of me. I never thought I’d get roasted and eaten. I expected to get toasted but like you know drunk? He wanted to roast my ass like a side of beef and slice into it. He declined my tits because they were silicone. My fattiest part was my ass. He was drooling over it like I was a piece of meat a carnivore chooses to be prepared. Well I guess that is exactly what I was. He pumped my pussy with his cock and even fucked my ass. He slapped it around as he fucked me. I guess he was just tenderizing the made course. I was washed and douched with bouillon. He described that the bouillon makes the meat sometimes. Especially when it’s a little fatty and lean the flesh needs a good penetrating marinating of a thick oil. He said olive oil and rosemary will really make me a succulent dish. I was terrified as he had me on that cold steel table. He cut my implants out and stuffed my mouth with carrots and potatoes. He added herb bundles in my cunt and some sausage roll in my ass. I was stuffed oiled and slid into the oven. Bon Appetit.

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Rip My Heart Out

Knife play phone sexOh that dreaded holiday is finally behind us. You didn’t need a valentine, if you want someone’s heart you just take it. Carefully playing with your blades, sharpening and testing the points. Save only the sharpest one for me. Make sure the table is ready and straps tested to be tight and secure. I won’t run away but can’t promise my body won’t react to the craving into my flesh. Make the first cut just the upper left of my chest follow the dotted lines you marked out a complete circle to carve out a little hole in my chest. Pulling off the flesh, with minimum blood giving you a perfect view of the heart currently still pounding in my chest. You tease me as you reach in and ask if I can feel my heart in the palm of your hand. Sharing one last laugh with you, as you grip tight around the beating muscle and tear it right out of my chest. My last sight as the world fades away is you laughing covered in blood splatter, and blood shooting out my chest cavity traveling down my tits and slowly dying down as my blood grows colder. Unable to live on without the missing piece currently in your hand.

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Isnuff sexi know how worthless and pathetic I am . I was made for you to punish me . I was getting grocery’s and the next thing I know I am all tied up in someone’s car . They toke me to the middle of no where and nailed me to the floor of this small wooden house . Every hour a man would come in . Piss all over me and fuck me while torturing me . The first one cut my stomach and stitched back into place. But not before fucking the wound . And surprisingly it really turned me on . Having a man literally rearranged my guts made me cum so much my pussy was throbbing! Thankfully the next man to come in toke care of that . He whipped me across my back so much it stung but made me cum . I guess he saw how wet my pussy was and he started to rub the tip of it . I arched my back . Finally reward me with some good cock . I want to feel a big fucking load . I moaned out so fucking loud and my eyes rolled to the back of my head . I could feel his dick throbbing hitting my back wall . When another man came in …

Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic

It’s a good day for a Snuff Phone Sex Sadistic to get into mischief with. I am always able to come up with fuck meat for that filthy perverted desire. It’s my greatest pleasure as the evil babysitter to find a sacrificial virgin for that p-cock. Your tendencies toward the young forbidden fruits is pure delight for me to assist. I will strangle the bitch while you violate every fucking hole. I bet if they are super young it would be so easy to break into a new hole. Like that soft spot or hell I love my power tools. I would be happy to drill a hole allowing you to penetrate the brain. 

You see I went to taxidermy school. I was raised in the back woods early on and became obsessed with making dead things reanimated. I am seriously deranged in making dolls with various once living parts. I am a kind of Frankenstein except I don’t necessarily give things life. I’m more the puppet master. I make fantasies realistic. You want a naughty little virgin slut that has big tits. I am happy to cut an whores tits off and sew them onto a little fuckdoll.

I will be sure they both are alive long enough for you to get your cock dirty. Let’s play a game together at the school yard. The brats that run away and hang out in the park or the school yard are such easy prey. I sometimes even haunt the Bus or train station looking for fresh canvas. Maybe I can cut off a bums dick and stitch it onto a little girls body and call her a ladyboy. I think that would be fun. There are ways to make it stiff.   

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Brat Soup For the Cold Front

                                            cannibalism phone sex              Such sick and twisted cannibalism phone sex tales I have…

 Can I help that brats are naturally drawn to me? I hate the little fuckers, but they seem to adore me. At least until the pain starts! That macabre, erotic fix I crave can sometimes kill two birds with one stone! Quite fucking literally! 

 

                                  It’s getting colder than a witches titty or even my heart at this point! The Midwest is not where I tend to winter, but an alluring job helping crotch goblins with home studies, a live in nanny situation with a big payday blurred my visions for a warmer climate. I would be alone with these darling young piles of flesh. I have no clue why these short people like to crawl all over me and are so devoted. They will do anything Miss jezebel asks them too. Perhaps its my blade or the sexual games I make them perform that keeps them scared. But at any moment I could lob a  little head straight off and eat the flesh from the bone. This is how I then would be able to start selecting little urchins to put in my soup. I guess freezing rain, and five feet of snow would be good surroundings for a chunky meaty bowl of brat stew!

 

                                 But first these little ones would need to be tenderized and pulverized with a little cream sauce injected into tiny fuck meat holes. Maybe even some Iv drugs to make them loopy and more willing to be cut up and tortured! Can you help me prepare my cold front pot of young flesh meat? 

He Said They Are Better Cold

Blasphemy phone sexDeath follows me around like a lost pet I’m starting to believe. Somehow I’m always attracted to the most devious and evil of souls. As I watch him hunched over his latest victim breathing deeply after unloading deep inside him, I’m both disturbed and jealous of the lifeless corpse. He’s different….I mean each master I’ve followed and served all had a perverse way about them each unique in their own way. Him however he doesn’t want to be called master, he prefers I can him “The Idol”. Enjoys being viewed as a unique bringer of death. However I’m starting to think death stays by my side. Maybe I’m slowly sinking into blasphemous thoughts of my own, I’m nobody. Death wouldn’t be my friend, or companion. Yet here he is draining and crumbled over another dumb slut I lured to him. Oh yes, I was going to mention what made him so unique it’s the way he defiles them. The Idol likes to drain them of most of their blood quickly, so as the warmest fades the pussy can still get wet just colder. He claims they feel better cold and dead around his cock. I’m a follower of “The Idol” now he tells me, though I’m not sure what that means. Do I serve him or is something more sinister lurking beneath the surface. It’s too late to save me. My soul is lost either way.

Depraved Sex with dead bodies

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Sex with dead bodies is nothing new.

The story of Herod, King of Judea, stored the corpse of his second bride, Mariamne the Hasmonean, in honey so he could indulge himself with them for seven years. He made her dead body still soft enough to fuck. There is no sensual lust in my tale, only the depraved side of men.

Just a couple years ago a man was arrested in Las Vegas and accused of penetrating the dead body of a 35-year-old homeless woman he purported to have met the night before. His arrest report indicates the woman had expired only two hours prior to his sexual contact with her.

I am extremely turned on by both the historical dead body fuck and the recent news of a man fucking a fresh hot female corpse.

I enjoy my own sexual encounters with dead male cock. It just gets so hard after I murder a man. I can ride his rigid cock for hours!

Never fear if you are a Snuff Phone Sex connoisseur and need that dead body orgasm, I have your fetish.

Maybe we can devour these dead remains together after we fuck them!

Teen Rape Porn Angel Of Death

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Teen Rape porn Turned me into an angel of death! I was happy to maim and torture girls for my sadistic pops. He had me running a regular baby girl brothel for him in my younger days. I had always liked to see them scream and beg for mommy and daddy.

When daddy wanted me to film a couple of these little sluts getting pounded by him for the first time, I almost came in my panties. Behind the camera really getting a good look at the sweet agony they faced.

My daddy was a brutal fuck, he would jam shit up their asses and then fuck them with his cock. I remember on time seeing his bloody dick pull out of a tiny blonde. I couldn’t take it, I went and cleaned his dick off and tasted her blood right off of him.

It was then the girl from high school recognized me. She spat out that I was worse than my father and how sick and twisted of a bitch I was. I grinned and pulled out my boot knife. I spat in her face and told her I would see her in hell.

Of course poppa wasn’t done with her and when he saw I had murdered her by almost decapitating her he was impressed but still horny! I told him, to just fuck my ass hole like he had been doing for the last ten years.

I would find us more prey!