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Castration Phone Sex Trophies

castration phone sex knife playCastration phone sex is my specialty. I’m a junk removal expert. Too many worthless pricks in this world, so I am just being altruistic, paying it forward by taking off balls. I recently discovered on accident how much fun cutting off peckers is too. I mean really, why just take the balls? They really are a set and should be kept together. Kept together in my keepsake boxes made of real foreskin. I bought this serial killer magazine awhile back and learned all about trophies. I am not your typical serial killer, however. I snuff out folks for profit and charity. There is a sexual element of course, especially when I know I am ensuring that some fuck nugget like yourself can never reproduce or enjoy any sexual satisfaction. But my primary motivation is never sexual.

On my fire place mantle, are three hand carved, foreskin covered boxes for my trinkets. One keeps my special junk removal tools. Another holds the cherished testicles. And the last one holds my new collection of worthless cocks. If you shouldn’t be reproducing, you shouldn’t be fucking. I added a really nice trophy to that box last night. Adam was a 7’0 college basketball player who preyed on drunk coeds. He messed with the wrong coed when he force fucked my step niece. She called me knowing what I would do. If you can’t use it properly, you shouldn’t have it.

taboo phone sexI don’t take crap from anyone, not even a black athletic giant. My niece and I marched into the men’s locker room after a game, knowing he was the last one in there. “Can’t get enough of this nigger dick can you bitch? I see you brought a friend. Well there is plenty to go around,” he said over confidently. I begged to see his big black cock. I put a knife to his throat while my niece extracted a little CBT revenge. After she got her payback fun, I sliced his big black dong right off.  Blood spurted everywhere. My niece grabbed the knife, and took off the balls. Normally, I’m not so messy in my junk removal services, however, this fuck wad deserved to bleed out. Like the world will miss another black thug, right? Biggest cock I have ever lobbed off. In fact it was so big, I had to cut it into quarters to make it all fit in my keepsake box.

Today’s headline in my local paper was “Locker Room Massacre.” Now my cunt was wet. I guess a big fucking cock like that was more like an artery. He completely bled out and died. He was the Bill Cosby of the local college campus, because after news of his shocking death, hundreds of girls flooded the police department to report he sexually assaulted them. Mother Theresa has nothing on me. You know, I finally got to play with big black cock. I don’t get the hype. When it was all over, it was just another broke down dick.

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Home Made Trophies

taboo phone sex karmaIt took me several years to perfect but it was worth it! I have so many trophies of my victims and each one is perfect. They adorn the walls of my bedroom and I spend many hours laying among them rubbing my pussy with a fever while I remember the torture that led up to me being able to make each one.

Researching the process was difficult as the practice is only found in the Amazon, deep in the rain forest and only a few tribes practice the ritual of shrinking a human head.

With each step of the process, my cunt gets wetter and the yearning to cum builds until the final product is created and I can let the cum flow free down my legs like a river of warm water.

After torturing my victim and finally watching them take their last breath I pull the head back exposing the neck and use my favorite machete to cleanly sever it. Carefully I take my scalpel and make a perfect incision up the back of the neck and peel the skin back off the skull. Taking my time I insure that as much of the flesh as possible is still on the skull and not with the skin. This is a very important step and one that took a lot of practice in the beginning as I was impatient. Then I carefully place a few red seeds under the eyelids before I sew them shut with sinew. The next step is to sew the mouth shut and insure that all the fat and flesh are removed from my head. Then I insert a wooden ball to keep my head round. Those were a little tricky to find but finally I came up with using croquet balls that I sanded the paint off of. They work fabulously! Now the glory of watching the head being boiled in a pot of water with just the right herbs and tannins. The smell of this step drives me wild and is like an aphrodisiac! My euphoria is heightening as I prepare the pit of hot rocks where I will dry my head as I mold it in order to keep the best shape I can. Finally I rub it down with ash as is required in the original rituals to prevent the avenging soul of my victim from escaping.no limits phone sex head

Fuck Me Like The Whore I Am!

Taboo Phone SexIt has taken a long time but I finally fund a man that gets me!

I love being fucked! Not just a little one on one wild fuck me sex. I want to be choked!

I want to be spit on and slapped! Tied up. Shackled and raped!

Let me know that you are a real man!

I am never going to be faithful to you so you might as well bring all your friends over and let me at them!

The more cocks stuffed in my sloppy loose cunt, the better!

I hate nice boys!

I want the passion that comes with the pain!

I will cry if you want me to but secretly, I love it!

Love hurts baby!

Cum on! Make me feel it!

 

Medical fetish phone sex

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I met a man that is a doctor who seemed to be well put together. It turns out that he has many hidden agendas though. Sleeping over his house I always wake up really tired. More tired and sore then I ever have been. Last night I woke up during the night and noticed everything around me had changed. I was in some separate room of his that looked similar to the hospital. He told me he had not mean for me to wake up. My arms and legs were tied down and I felt drugs running through my veins. My mouth was held wide open along with my pussy. He had homemade contraptions that made them uncomfortably spread as open as he could get them. He was dressed in scrubs and a mask and had tools out. Since I was up, he told me there is no sense now going back to sleep. I was bleeding as he examined my body, digging and prodding at all he could. I was terrified and noticed I could not speak. I was able to see his boner poking through his scrubs and I immediately knew that this was going to get very gory.

You Want a Taste of Evil?

Get a taste of Evil when you cross my path bitch. You think you’re a bad ass mother fucker? Ha, I guarantee you are of no match for this evil genius. That’s right bitch boy your ass is going to be grass if you even think about fucking with me.

You see a hot fucking cheerleader when you look at me and hold the idea that I am for your amusement and use. HA! Think again mother fucker! I am not some bubble gum tramp in a short skirt baby. I am your worst fucking nightmare, and by the looks of it you will be experiencing me real soon.

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Oh, don’t even consider leaving your offspring in my care, I have a keen love of torture and rape fantasy porn. I want to make those flesh bots of yours my own personal fuck dolls. So, by all means invite me over to meet the family.

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gangbang rape pornThe other day I came home from school and was alone all day and night. I kept getting strange feelings that someone was watching me. I was in the kitchen making dinner when all of the sudden I heard my front door open. I quickly grabbed a kitchen knife and went to see who it was. There were five men all dressed in black just staring at me. I grabbed the knife thinking I was going to protect myself, but that easily went away when I froze in fear. They knew the knife in my hand was all a bluff as well. They approached me and no matter how much noise I made, it only made them happier. My clothes were ripped to shreds as they took turns pounding my pussy. I was sprawled out on my kitchen floor trying to get them off. Nothing seemed to work. I regret having the knife once in my hand, because it only turned into a fun torture tool for them. I was counting the seconds until they stopped. I woke up from being passed out. I am bloody and sore, I wonder why they left my alive, maybe they are not done with me?

Dinner with Friends

Cannibalism phone sexWhen you have certain tastes, having an accomplice is key. Luckily, Rick and I both share a love for fine dining. I decided that he should accompany me on a little hunting expedition. I have discovered a new hunting ground: the nude beach. All these lovely girls frolicking about in their natural state allows us to pick out the perfect meal together. No guessing if her breasts are natural or if she dies her hair. No wondering about tattoos and piercings. Plus, you can see the rump, the thighs and the breasts so well. It is nice to see how succulent the meat is before your bring it home. So many coeds these days are just too sinewy. We found the perfect girl. Young twenty something with meat on her bones. Not fat, but healthy. All natural and in good physical shape. Grade A choice girl meat. Our favorite.

We already had a plan to grab her. Another girl never thinks of another girl as a predator. At least not until she feels the chloroform cloth around her mouth from her accomplice. Of course she woke up in a cage with a lot of questions. Why do young girls always assume we want to sexually assault them or torture them? Rick assured her we were much more sophisticated than that. “You have a much higher purpose sweetie,” he informed her as he pinched her flesh in various places checking out her ample breasts, thighs and rump. You need to be able to pinch skin on the perfect meal. We measured her ass and thighs, even her belly. Makes Rick’s mind spin when he sees how many inches of girl meat he gets to tenderize and marinate.

snuff pornI could already picture her a nice golden brown. I could already smell the seasonings blending with her natural aroma. Intoxicating. Made me moist in the panties. A yummy meal is almost as good, if not better, than a hot sexual encounter. This was the finest specimen in a long time. Didn’t need to plump her up. No silicone to remove. Beautiful round juicy ass. I am a breast girl myself, but Rick loves firm thighs with some jiggle to them. When properly tenderized and seasoned, makes for a most scrumptious meal. As we checked out our meal and discussed the different ways we could cook her, she became rather hysterical. I patted her head through the cage to calm her. “Don’t you work yourself up dear. It is not healthy for your body.” Silly girls don’t understand how increased adrenaline and blood pressure spoils meat.

snuff moviesI gave her a natural sedative to calm her, then pulled her out of her cage to prep her while Rick did his magic in the kitchen. He blends the right amount of seasonings and sauce to make girl meat taste out of this world. I washed her body and hair of all toxins. You can’t have any chemicals on a body before cooking for the best flavor. I even shaved her. She didn’t have much body hair, but a nice smooth firm body absorbs the sauce so much better. I returned her to her cage nice and clean and ready for basting. There are lots of way to prepare girl meat. Oven baked with some potatoes and veggies and an olive oil basting; takes awhile, but the meat is so tender and golden brown afterwards. Spit roasted with an apple in her mouth over an open flame permeates the yard with yummy smells. The meat is a bit tougher on the outside, but so tender on the inside. Girl stew. Big cast iron pot filled with water, seasonings and some veggies and your meat over an open flame. Really, with the right chef, the possibilities are endless.

taboo phone sexTonight, however, we opted for girl roast. Rick coat every inch of her succulent body with his special herbs and butter sauce. I used my knife to make a nice incision in her chest cavity so I could insert some veggies and potatoes. Stitched her right back up like a turkey. They taste so much better when they absorb some of the meat’s natural flavor. The poor thing was subdued but still criticizing our meat choices. It really is rude to make others feel bad for their tastes. I will not eat boxed and processed foods, but you don’t hear me being critical of what others eat. As I stitched her back up and told her how delectable she was going to be, and how she would feed us for weeks, I saw the look in her eyes. She was coming to terms with her fate. Rick finished basting her, while I poured us two big glasses of white wine. We put her in the oven with the light on so we could see her cook, sat back and reminisced about the other fine meals we have shared over the years.

torture phone sexThe house smelled wonderful. When she was ready to be severed, I cut him some thigh meat first. “Enjoy. I know it is your favorite,” I told him. I love a quiet fine dining experience with friends. It is the simple pleasures in life that are the most memorable.

The Dinner Party

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There is nothing worse than going to the store and not finding what you want. I found the perfect vegetables, even the best golden and red potatoes. Then I was disappointed looking for the perfect kind of meat. Everything looked over processed and old.  Nothing seemed to reach out and grab me. I was having friends over for a dinner party to meet my new partner in crime. While I was searching through the meat department I saw the perfect rump roast. It was juicy and looked so tender. I could roast it in my oven, and watch the meat turn to a beautiful golden brown. She was underage and just perfect. If I could catch her off guard and take her home I knew my new friend would approve of her. He is a fantastic chef, he could make anything taste so fucking good.

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I wanted to impress him. I wanted to make something where the meat would melt in his mouth. I wanted his cock to get hard slicing into her golden brown skin.  I followed her to the same check out line, had some small chat with her. I thought I lost her as I walked out to my car. I saw her waiting at the bus stop, I didn’t want her to burn her beautiful white skin in this Vegas heat. I pulled up next to her and offered her a ride. Young girls are so trusting with another female. She got in the car and I started to drive, with all the construction going on it is easy to get lost. I pulled the car over and reached in the back seat “looking” for my phone. I grabbed my rag that was soaked in chloroform and covered her face. I don’t want any added stress to the meat, it makes it stringy and nasty. After I got her home and got her into the bath tub. I got right to work, washing her body and shaving every inch of her. After I had her all cleaned up I filled the bath tub full of a brine.

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I wanted her to soak int here to get her nice and tender. As I was getting the veggies ready I heard her wake up. She was trying to scream, and trying to get out of the bathtub. Poor sweet angle, her eyes were red from her crying. I helped her up, pat dried every inch of her body off. She tried to get away but I had her tied up really well. I started to explain to her what was going on. “You see sweetie, I could not find the right kind of meat at the store. Then I saw you, and you look Delicious. I knew you would taste so yummy.” She tried to scream again. I shoved a onion in her mouth to stop her from screaming. I grabbed the olive oil and started rubbing her down with it. Rubbing her breast and ass cheeks. My fingers even slipped inside her tight cunt, making sure she would stay nice and juicy. I grabbed some spices and covered her oiled body. I even stuffed her pussy with some veggies.

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I kept telling her how good she is going to taste, how full she is going to make us but that didn’t seem to make her feel any better. I wanted to roast her in the oven so I could check on her as she cooked. Make sure she wasn’t drying out in some spots. I knew I was going to impress my new friend. I knew he was really going to enjoy her. Every bite was going to leave him wanting more. I am sure next time he is going to want to go shopping with me. We can prepare our next meal together, even play with her before we eat her. I can not wait for him to walk in the door and smell her cooking. His mouth is going to water as soon as he walks in the door.  

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sex karmaOne of my favorite things to do has always been to put on the scrubs I bought from the Salvation Army and hit the hospital. I love the halls that hold the terminally ill, the ones that have the bio hazard signs on the doors, the rooms that are high risk to enter and the halls that smell of rotting flesh while the feeling of despair hangs in the air, so thick you could cut it with a knife. I would often sit in the corner of the room after turning off the morphine drip, waiting for the extreme pain to hit so that I can rub out a good hard orgasm as I listen to them moan in agony. There are a couple of rooms that have great nooks that I can hide in. Those particular rooms are used to perform medical procedures that aren’t generally performed in a normal room. I have been able to witness several invasive procedures in these rooms that not only brought me great pleasure but gave me intense material to share with others on medical fetish phone sex calls. One time especially comes to mind. When I walked into his room the smell of rotting flesh was so strong that it almost made me gag. And I don’t gag easy. I pulled back the sheet and saw a huge chunk of flesh that was swollen, red and infected. i knew the flesh was deteriorating from the inside out. I heard the footsteps and backed into my hiding place and as I watched the doctor inject the Novocaine my heart sunk. Why do they do this? I kept watching and when I saw the scalpel sink into the skin, I felt the moisture begin to build in my panties. Watching the spewing puss and chunks of flesh, the stench that the infection produced when released, all served to stir the darkness inside me and I started to cum. I had to cover my mouth to stop the moan of pleasure as the primal orgasm escaped my cunt. Medical fetishes are so complex……

Cannibalism Phone Sex: The Way to a Man’s Heart is Through His Stomach

cannibalism phone sexCannibalism phone sex gives new meaning to be being eaten out! I answered an ad on Craig’s List for a physically fit cage dancer. I’ve got meat on my bones. I workout. I have done my share of private dancing for extra cash. I showed up looking sexy for the interview. A nice older man invited me inside. Some wonderful scent permeated through the house. He saw my nose inhale and a smile come over my face. “My special meat sauce,” he said. He told me he was a private chef hosting a high end dinner party. His guests would enjoy special entertainment. We talked for a while. He asked about eating habits; my health history and then took my measurements I figured it was for an outfit.

I followed him to his basement to check out the cage I would be dancing in. The moment the cage opened, he shoved me inside, tied me up and locked the door. “Silly girl. Don’t you know it’s dangerous to come to a stranger’s home,” he said with an evil glean in his eyes. I started to plead for release. Begged him not to hurt me. “I’m not going to harm a hair on your pretty head sweetie. I never play with my food,” he chuckled. Food? Surely, I misunderstood him. Hannibal Lector is a fictional character. Then I saw his special kitchen. In his basement he had industrial size everything.

taboo phone sexI could smell something cooking on the stove. Dear God. Was it some other girl who answered the same ad? “Now now Cassie, don’t panic yet. That is just the special meat sauce. A good meal is all about the preparation dear,” he spoke like he was talking about Arby’s special sauce. Suddenly, there was another man in the room, much younger than him. His son I thought. He started feeling my body, marking up certain parts of me like a side of beef. He circled the rump, thighs, stomach and breasts. When he realized I had fake tits, he got disappointed. I thought this was my out. But Dr. Lector handed him a big knife and he cut the silicon out of my breasts. I was bleeding all over myself and the cage. I felt a fire hose on me. I felt like a dirty caged animal.

I was getting weak from fear and blood loss. I passed out for a second, but awoke to being basted in a sweet smelling sticky substance. I was being marinated. “I told you honey. It is all about the preparation. You are going to be delicious,” he said softly in my ear as he coated my flesh with his special sauce. I passed out. Woke up to the pain of a metal rod being rammed up my ass. I felt so weak and sleepy, but the heat sensation revived me. I was being slowly roasted over an open flame. “Don’t cry pretty girl. You are going to make several men very happy tonight. Haven’t you heard that the way to a man’s heart is his stomach?”

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