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Cannibalism Phone Sex: Some Men are Better Dead

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex is for men with certain tastes. Not all men with such fantasies are Hannibal Lector, however. I have quite a few men who fantasize about being devoured by a hot bitch with peculiar tastes. I have a different palette than most people. I like a good pig roast but without the pig. I don’t eat swine. I do eat man flesh, however. Cooked just right, it is a very satisfying meal. Low calorie too. William paid me to kill him. We had a contract so that nothing would come back on me. The law says that someone cannot pay for their murder. So, he technically took his own life with pills. I just drank wine and watched. And waited while the oven preheated. No one would find his body unless they inspected my shit. I love eating men that have just died. They taste better fresh. I broiled William in a big pot over an open flame. I buttered him, so his skin would cook evenly and a pretty golden brown. I added veggies from my garden and turned him into man stew. It tastes great and it is healthy. Not to mention it last for a long time. William did more good to me dead than alive. He fed me for a month. He was very self aware. He knew he could do more for me dead than alive. Are you that self aware? I am hungry again.

Ass Rape Porn Ad

ass rape pornAss rape porn star wanted was all the ad said. I can take a good hardcore ass fucking, especially for money. The rent was due, and I was irresponsible with my money like always. I spent it on clothes and weed. My landlord is on too me. I can no longer fuck or suck my way out of an eviction. I answered the ad. The pay was more than I needed. I figured I would get sodomized for hours, earn the rent money and have extra for some premium weed. I thought it was an easy solution to my money situation. I was hired for anal torture sex. The money wasn’t worth it. First, I was fucked with a cattle prod. Electric shocks were sent up my ass at such a high velocity that I was convulsing. Bloody shit was coming out my ass. The person torturing my ass was a woman. She said I was her bought bitch for a few hours and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was a stupid bimbo in need of money. She was right. After the cattle prod came a baseball bat. A thick long Louisville slugger up my ass while she giggled. She was recording my ass torture. She said she had a loyal fan base that paid good money to jack off to bimbos getting anally tortured. This was going to be the hardest I ever worked for a thousand dollars. I am a pain slut, but this was more pain than I was built for, even high. I begged for drugs, but she informed me that her audience liked the look and sound of real pain. There would be no subduing the pain. The worst pain, she saved for last. I got a glass tube up my ass. This thing pierced through my ass like a sword. I swear it felt like it was gagging me from the inside. I left the site on all fours. Felt more life snuff porn than ass porn. She killed my asshole, but I won’t be homeless this month.

Torture phone sex

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 I was fucking this guy who I thought would be a good and quick hook up. He was balls deep inside of me and ramming himself harder and harder into my. He was really drilling that cock fast and deep inside of me. He started putting his hands and my mouth and face. I tried to tell him I could not breath and started to squirm, wanting him to get off of me. He seemed to really like that fact that I was whimpering and had that look of my panic in my eyes.

His mouth started to go around my nipple. His teeth started to dig into my nipple, biting it right off. I could not believe that he just tore through my flesh. I screamed while blood trickled down to my tummy. I thrashed back and forth trying to brake his grip on me. He put his mouth on the other nipple and bit down doing the same thing. He started chewing my nipples in his mouth like bubble gum. His cock was stilling going so hard and fast inside of me.

My pussy was getting raw and bruised from him fucking me so rough. He leaned down and licked the blood off my tummy and spit it right into my face calling me names. I throat was getting hot and purple from his grip. I felt myself loose consciousnesses and I would come back only to him fucking my limp body harder. I was like a little rag doll on his cock. He started digging his fingers into my tit fat, pulling the skin away from my chest.

My open titty wounds were gushing so much blood and my fatty flesh was coming out of the holes. I do not think I will be alive much longer.

Blasphemy Sex with Blair

blasphemy sexHe wanted blasphemy sex. He wanted me to hail Satan and curse God as we fucked. I may not be the most religious woman around. I worship at the house of cocaine, but it made me queasy to say what he wanted. If I didn’t deliver him a blasphemous hot time, he would have killed me. He made that very clear. My life depended on me telling him how much I love Satan. He gave me a cross and told me to fuck my whore pussy with it. Again, the thought of doing that made me uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as being dead. That would be something I couldn’t bounce back from. I spread my whore legs and I fucked my cunt like Linda Blair did in The Exorcist. I was bleeding from my pussy. I licked off my own pussy blood as I renounced God and begged for Satan to put a love brat inside my belly. I talked about wanting to have Satan’s spawn. My captor was aroused. His cock was hard listening to my blasphemous mouth. I would be spared snuff sex if I kept it up. I thought of all the horror movies I have seen in my life. I thought of all the peril I have been in and no higher power came to my aid, like now. This guy snatched me off the street. He was high as fuck and wanted to party. I thought he had coke, so I went begrudgingly. He chained me up to a beam in an abandoned warehouse. He yelled and screamed at me for hours. Made me hail Satan and sing blasphemous songs.  I never got any coke either. I got shot up with heroin.  I woke up in my own puke this morning with a bloody cross in my ass and a pentagram carved into my forehead. Being a slave to coke is dangerous.

Oh, You’re Gonna Do It

taboo phone sex“Oh, you’re gonna do it.  If I have to threaten and fucking force you to do it.  Taboo phone sex is something that both turns you on and scares you.  It scares you cause you know how fucking much it turns you on.  That’s what scares you.  The thought of fucking and torturing these little ones.  It could be one of yours.  Looking all innocent and shit.  Go on and admit it .  You’re a fucking perverted “P” daddy.  Grown woman pussy just doesn’t do it for you any more does it?  Noooo, you lust for that young bald smooth cunnie.  Those wee little ones.  You know how fucking disgusting and wrong it is, but you just can’t help yourself.  No more than I can either.  So let’s be fucking “P”  together.

I Need a Snuff Sex Daddy

snuff sexA dirty whore like me craves snuff sex. My daddy raised me as his little bitch. I ran away from home as a young teen girl. I didn’t realize then how grateful I was to my daddy for being such a mean son of a bitch. Being a young runaway is a rough life. I had no skills. I had no money. That made me fall prey to men who made daddy look like a choir boy. I should have realized then that daddy only wanted the best for me. I was a dumb whore who needed a dominant man to control me; make the decisions I was too stupid to make for myself. I understand that now. Every day, I look for a man like daddy. I have daddy issues, clearly, but that is good for you. I am looking for that right mixture of sadism and affection. A man who cares enough to administer a stern punishment, even torture sex. Every night I get high and drunk, trolling seedy clubs and the streets looking for a daddy master like the one I fled so many years ago. Sometimes I find great mean masters, other times I get paid to be abused for a little while and sometimes I come home empty handed and need to beg men like you to hurt me. Last night, I didn’t find a master, but I didn’t come home with nothing either. I met some street boys tweaking on meth. I don’t usually do meth, but I wanted some kicks too. I got high as fuck. I was baiting them to abuse my whore holes. I taunted their masculinity. They used me as a punching bag and sodomized my ass. There was a girl with them. She was the cruelest. She fucked my ass with her dirty shoe heel as she spit on me. I will never see them again, but it was hot abuse, albeit short lived.

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Murder phone sex fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesI just left my friends house and I am walking to my car about to get in. Before I know it I feel someone smack my head against the door and shoves me right into my car into the passenger seat. He takes me to a secluded place. He gets out of the car and pulls me out next. He starts ripping my clothes off and undoing his pants. His cock finds it’s way to my pussy. I try and squirm and beg him to stop.

The more I beg, the harder he fucks me. He puts his belt around my neck as his cock is balls deep inside of me. He tightens it around my neck on the tightest notch. I can feel my wind pipes bursting the tighter he pulls on the belt. He cums right inside of me and ends my life at the exact same time.

Brutality

Snuff phone sex Take these nipples and slice them right off. Oh I am sorry was that to direct to say? Lol to fucking bad . I want to have these nipples sliced right off as your cock is deep in my cunt. As I am begining to orgasim I want to feel the pain of the knife in my flesh. I want to feel the blood drip down my stomach as I scream. I want to smell that blood as I feel your cock fucking me harder and faster. After you cut off my nipples shove them right in my mouth and make me eat them and swallow. And drop your load right into my skanky cunt. This is the brutality that I dream of.

Taboo Phone Sex: When a Whore Needs a Fix

taboo phone sexAs a taboo phone sex slut, no is not in my vocabulary. I struggle to tell anyone no, even strangers; especially strangers I need a fix from. I was out of options for coke. I had no money, so I did what I always do for a fast buck. I put on a short skirt and fishnet hose, teased out my hair and marched my old ass down to the corner of Main St. That is my neighborhood’s red light district. Among a sea of teen runaways, this old whore stands out. My pussy and ass are used up, so I can’t get the same price as a young tight cunt, but broke ass horny men purchase my old holes all the time. I don’t get the nice men or the sugar daddy types. I get the sadistic women haters; the fetish freaks and guys fucked up on drugs. Beggars can’t be choosers. This car full of young men offered me $100 for an hour. That would buy me coke, so I took it. We went into this old burned up warehouse nearby. I knew I was in trouble, but I was desperate to get high. The moment we were out of sight from the other whores, they started pulling my clothes off. They slapped me, even kicked and punched me. I was thinking they were not going to fuck me because they seemed to be enjoying abusing me. One of the guys said that I looked like I had a diseased cunt. Their solution was to fist me instead and fuck me with their beer bottles. I would have preferred being an ass rape porn star with cock over fists and bottles any day. Luckily, I can handle rough anal treatment, but my asshole still prolapsed. I still bled. I still fought back the tears. Once they had their fill of thrills, they spit on me and came on my face. One dude tossed me a $100 and told me to enjoy my dirty fix. A girl has to do what a girl has to do to get high.

Murder For Dinner

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My murderous torturing sexy self has been away for far too long. But I am back with a vengeance. I was sitting in my room cutting a gaping hole in my leg because I was bored and decided to go find some fresh meat. A nice human home-made meatloaf seemed in order. The local truck stop always has tasty lot lizards offering pussy. As I slunk in the shadows I saw a fat trucker forcing himself on a young hitch-hiker. He didn’t see me as my shiny scalpel came out and sliced his throat wide open. The pretty young thing was thanking me until she saw me lick the blood of the razor-sharp blade gashing my tongue in the process. She took off like a bolt. Her beautiful tits bouncing as she ran.  I chased her happily until I caught her and slammed her pretty face into the ground. I turned her over and sliced off both nipples. She screamed the most perfect scream for me. My pussy started dripping as I sliced her mouth from ear to ear. Now the screams were muffled as I took my knife from my boot and started fucking her with the double blade. The stupid little bitch went into shock on me. I sat there for a moment feasting on the nipples I had carved off her. I was mad because she wouldn’t play anymore. I stomped her head in with my boots, over and over. I gathered her body and brought her back to my kitchen. She did grind up nicely for a meatloaf. As she was cooking I used some of her left-over blood to lube my fat dildo and fuck myself. I really need to find a nice cock that will kill with me.snuff porn