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Cannibalism Phone Sex: Surviving in the Apocalypse

cannibalism phone sexAre you into cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I love consuming the flesh of losers and worthless cunts. Cannot serve me in life? You can serve me in the afterlife by being a tasty meal. I have decided that I am ready for the zombie apocalypse. I have been honing my survival skills since the pandemic altered our way of living. I can live off the grid. And, since I do not eat animals, I decided I could eat mammals instead if chaos breaks out. Humans are inferior to animals any day. And all humans are inferior to me. I saw this little cock teasing hitchhiker. I rarely pick up strangers, but I am testing my survival skills because the zombie apocalypse is coming. She was a stupid cunt. Skinny bitch. She would not make a good meal, but her kill was about proving I could survive on human flesh more than having a satisfying meal. I snapped her neck while driving down an old country road. I was not going to cook her at home like I have with other snuff sex meals. This was a test that I could survive in a desolate world. I dragged her lifeless body out of the car and tossed her around my neck because she did not weigh 100 pounds. I tossed her carcass on the ground and built a fire. I built that fire caveman style using sticks, stones and some dried leaves. Once the fire was rolling, I shoved a branch up her dead ass and roasted her like a marshmallow. Did not take long to cook her being that she was so skinny. Like I said, not my first choice for dinner, but when the apocalypse arrives, you eat when the opportunity presents itself. I ate every inch of her and used her bones to carve some spears. Bring on the zombie apocalypse. This taboo phone sex bitch is ready.

Seducing Me Dead With Vampirism

We met at a party. It was a Gothic Phone Sex theme of sorts. It was unofficial in that theme, but ultimately true to T. I was seduced by a Vampire at a friends party. He had me mesmerized and making out even though my friends were screaming. I was under his spell. The slut that I am I let him come onto me and kiss me without much getting to know each other. He came on strong and maybe even slipped something into my drive to make it hit me stronger. I am a slut and a bimbo. My friends are fully aware that just a little alcohol and I am like a sponge to whatever has a dick. I am such a tramp I let him up my shirt and hands in panties without much. He led me upstairs as my friends were frightened. He shoved me to my knees and forced his cock in my mouth. I sucked like a good whore and the roleplay phone sex led into me cumming on his mouth as he lapped at my pussy and bit my clit. He bit into my clit and let his saliva mingle into my blood stream. He decided to turn me but before telling me he pumped my pussy full of cum as he asphyxiated me to passing out. I was a vampires cum dump and soon to awaken as his whore.

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Snuff Sex Is All I Need

Snuff SexMen come and go, but they’re always the same. They want me to like them, listen to how their day was, make them dinner, and then suck their cocks. I’m not here for that servitude bullshit. I love snuff sex only, so if you can’t kill with me or be my accomplice, well you can fuck right off! I don’t care about your cock unless we’ve already taken a victim. I love to taste first blood. If you want to impress me on our first date, bring me a hot young sack of meat to violate, mutilate, and carve up like a Thanksgiving Turkey or a Christmas Ham.

I know I’m a sexy, young ghoul and maybe you can’t help yourself. What if I carve you up instead? I can peel your skin off strip by strip, and masturbate with your blood as the lube to my demon dildo. Or, I can saw off your limbs and shove them deep inside your asshole! Do you want to choke on your own cock? Or do you want to cut off pathetic cocks with me, and relish in the high of the hunt?

Ass Goes Boom With Torture Sex!

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Torture sex goes hand and hand with this Sadistic bitch. I love my daddy and he loves how sadistically twisted and sick I am. In fact, daddy is extremely fond and affectionate towards me ever since I got rid of my whore mother. I Offed her and I offed her good. Daddy enjoyed fucking her dead cold corpse one last time and cumming on her tits. I used the money to buy myself some nice tits, just like hers. But when I got my first boyfriend as a teen I was unable to resist my love of M-80’s and blowing things up. I wanted torture sex, and I wanted to watch things go Boom! I made my teenage Boyfriends ass hole go boom when I stuffed that fat firecracker in it and had daddy sneak in and lite the fuse while he thought I was just being kinky. I got in front of my boyfriend and showed him my tits like I promised. I presented them to him so her could jerk off on them. He was nearly ready to blast a load as his ass went boom, splat Pop goes the weasel! Daddy snuck in next to me and blew a fat load of goo on my tits as he witnessed the torture sex scene of me really fucking up my boyfriends asshole. It was such a shame I couldn’t watch it in slow motion. I enjoyed every second of the blown asshole show and daddy cumming on the fake tits that mommy’s death helped me purchase. This dipshit boyfriend didn’t survive. I am a bit of a Black Widow type and it’s best to stay clear of me. My Black Metal Satanist boyfriends always make mistakes too. I sometimes put strange things in their asses also. I have fucked a cunt hole with a shot gun and she was lucky the bullet wasn’t in the the chamber when I pulled that trigger. But she was as sadistic as me and came all over that barrel. If it’s sadistic and evil you want and love things shoved up your ass, then I will have a lot of fun with you.

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Mutilation Phone Sex Fuels My Love Of Flaying

Mutilation Phone SexMutilation phone sex is something I excel at for a reason. The little fairy tales I play with you are all based off of the evil things I’ve done. You need to understand that I’m a sadistic bitch straight from the depths of hell, and nothing makes my ghoulish cunt wetter than mutilating a useless meat sack with a flaying knife.That’s the weapon of my choice.

I was hunting in the early hours as an absolute favorite treat of mine is the capture of joggers. Be fucking real, no one willingly puts themselves through the hell that is running unless they love to be tortured. I always pull the same stunt. I act injured, posing as a fellow jogger. I beg to use their cell phone. When those pathetic fucks hand it over, I smash it with a hard stomp; they’re lucky it wasn’t their head! I overpower them in an instant, catching them off guard, and slipping a syringe into an artery so they go night night until it’s really play time.

This is the part I get my inspiration for our mutilation phone sex sessions. I take my new toys home, and put them in my special playroom. The one I caught this morning was a nice, strong handsome one. He had tried to take advantage of me when he found me hurt. Bad move, pig. I pulled out my fish flaying knife, and circle my catch. I’m naked, rubbing my cunt to the thought of what was in store for him. He woke up screaming as I peeled away strip after strip of skin from his back.

Yeah, I was going to skin him alive for trying to violate mine. Piece by piece I took him apart, avoiding arteries and major organs. When I finished cutting him to pieces, to the point he was still breathing and barely bleeding, I sprayed that motherfucking rack of ribs down with a saltwater bath. His screams were sweet music to my ears.

I kept him like that for three days, until his pathetic wimperings became irksome. I left him in a room with two dozen hungry rats. I’d be back in a week to collect my sweet pets while I pick my teeth with his bones. Do you understand why I love mutilation phone sex now? I’m a true sadistic bitch.
Mutilation Phone Sex

Ass Rape Porn Star for Life

ass rape pornWhen men discover you are an ass rape porn star, they get obsessed with your ass. I try not to tell men I date about my dark past or my dirty side, but they always find out. Many know already and that is why they pursue me. I was duped into a date with Charlie. He said he happened to see my profile on Plenty of Fish. That is my one vanilla site. I may be a dirty whore and a nasty freak, but I like to be wined and dined too. Charlie is a doctor and a handsome older man. I thought he just wanted a pretty thing to spoil. He lied. He is a snuff sex addict. He has a dark side too. A dark side that needed feeding with rough anal sex. He showed my asshole no mercy. Zero mercy. He choked me as he sodomized me. There was no spoiling. There was only force fucking. He told me he knew who I was and that I had a lot of nerve trying to pass myself off as a princess. Dirty anal whores do not deserve special treatment. They deserve brutal ass fuckings. Hard to believe one man could fuck my ass like that, but he ruined me. He tore my anus. I was bleeding. I was crying. Even a pain slut has her limits and it was Charlie’s mission to find mine. He found it in 30 minutes. He joked that without a pretty rosebud he just robbed me of my ability to make money. He wanted me dependent on him for cash because he has friends who want to ass fuck a dirty anal whore like me. He said he can keep a roof over my head, but I will be his torture sex doll in return. I can never escape men just like my father it seems.

Fantasy Phone Sex Lover

fantasy phone sexI have some sexy fantasy phone sex callers. I love creative dominant men. Earlier this week, I was leaving a building after an appointment. I entered the elevator. Suddenly, I felt a chill. Just something felt off even though I was alone in the elevator. The lights flickered, the elevator shook, and I thought my off feeling was that the elevator was about to plummet me to my death. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. How could that be. I never saw a person in the elevator when I got in. He spoke. I turned around and there he was in front of me. A tall, dark, handsome and mysterious man. I gasped when I realized he had no reflection in the mirror on the ceiling of the elevator. I closed my eyes, opened them back up thinking I was hallucinating. He was still in front of me, still no reflection. I started to back up to push the emergency button. He showed his fangs. I knew what he was in that moment. I still thought maybe I was in some strange erotic dream. He told me I belong to him now. I was frozen in my spot. I felt fear and arousal at the same time. I did not want to die, but he was offering me immortality. And one last hard orgasm. A cum before death. It was not a choice for me. He was in control. I could fight and be vampire food, or I could give in, have the best orgasm of my life and live for eternity as a vampire. I chose the latter. I tilted my head to accept his fangs in my flesh. He was masturbating me as he slowly drank my blood. He showed restraint, so that I could cum. It was a hard cum. I begged to service him in immortality. He could have exsanguinated me; turned my body into dust. Instead, he drank just enough of my blood to turn me into his vampire lover for life. What is your snuff sex fantasy?

Skull Fucked Snuff Sex

I was enlisted as the lead role in a snuff sex film. This film was supposed to be just a nasty intense ass violation porn. The anal violation and gangbang carried out into a messing rough play of a scene. As a pain slut I was used to such and enjoy it. They didn’t like how wet I was getting and enjoying their supposed torturing of my ass, pussy and face. I was beat down and strangled. They decided to do a finale of decapitating my blonde whore head and all four of the guys skull fucking my head holes. They shoved their cocks in my eye sockets, in my mouth, and in the cut off area in my neck hole. It was a closing scene of my face destroyed and dripping with semen.

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Making a Snuff Porn in Front of a Live Audience

snuff pornHe made me a snuff porn star. He picked me because I am a pain slut and I love to be watched. My little show began easy enough for me. A few clothes pins on my nipples, clit and cunt lips for the entertainment of his audience. It was a live snuff show. I did not know it was going to get worse, far worse than even this pain slut could handle. I was being injected with something called nanonites. When I cum, I die. And as a pain slut, it is hard not to cum with the kind of torture sex that he was inflicting on me. Weights on my nipples, pulled my big tits to the ground. I begged for more. I am a glutton for punishment. I needed the pain. My executioner fucked me hard in my cunt and ass with the whip handle he punished my ass with.  As he fucked my cunt, he smacked my ass with a wooden paddle. With every whack, I screamed out in pain and with the same breath, begged for more. I had to entertain his audience. I was trying not to cum. I wanted to live, but when he brought out the sex machine, I knew I was a goner. As he took bets on how long I would live, I tried to think how not to cum. He pulled another blonde bimbo onto the stage with us. She would no doubt be my replacement soon. She sucked his cock as he released the sex machine. I was being penetrated at warp speed. My pussy was wet. The pain was intense. I was going to die and die soon. This was live snuff sex. My killer orchestrated my death in front of a live audience. While he came in a blonde bimbo’s mouth, I begged to die. I begged to cum. And just like that, I came and died.

Necrophilia Phone Sex

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex sounds wrong, but it is so right. My favorite men to fuck are dead ones. I am not taking about dead dudes who have been dead for days or years. I am not THAT sick.  I am talking about killing them and fucking them seconds later while their cocks are still hard, they still look good and they do not smell. It is no secret I hate most men. I hate most people. But I am still a woman with sexual needs. What I do is hunt men who get my pussy wet just looking at them. I like tall dark and handsome men. That is until they open their mouths. If I could just find a mute stud. Dirk was my latest victim. Even though I met him at a Goth bar, he was just a poser. He was not really the strong, silent brooding type. We got to his place to fuck and he was talking about love and relationships. I just wanted his dick, so I slit his throat to shut him the fuck up. I made him stroke it for me first, so it was erect when I killed him. I got behind him and he thought I was going to help stroke his dick for him. I slit his throat, then hopped on his hard cock. His blood was splattering on my chest and face as I bounced up and down his hard dick. He was making gurgling sounds but eventually went mute because I was wearing most of his blood. His body was still warm. His cock was still hard although the rest of his body was limp from death. He fucked me better dead than he could have alive. His death was not in vain. He gave me the best cum in a while. Sex with dead bodies is always hotter.