You ate me for dinner.

Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sex. you invited me over to your dark creepy apartment. I trusted you, you’re the “nice guy”. I sat on the bed with sipping on some wine, and you slipped something in my drink. When I awoke you were on top of me, sweating with your finger far up my torn little bald cunt.

You finger fucked me roughly as I begged you to stop. Blood dripping out of my tiny cunt. You pinned my small body down with your hand wrapped tightly around my neck. I could smell something bad, figured you had bad food. Little did I know you had genital’s stacked in your fridge.

You screamed in my face to “shut the fuck up”. I had no way of escaping.  Your a handsome sick fuck that snacks on flesh, you planned to wear my skin. When you licked your finger’s after tasting my sweet juices you changed. I saw the monster in you.

You force fucked my snatch with your huge cock with rape fantasies. Pushing in and out vigorously, eating my young cunt off your knob, slicing my finger. You snacked on it in my face. My screams were never heard.

my cut up cunt and little tit’s now locked away in your freezer. My body was your dinner later that night.

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