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Better Watch Out, Daddy..

 

One of my favorite things to do with daddy are his ride-a-longs. We go to all the typical places
we might find new “toys” like playgrounds, shopping malls and fast food playplaces. Anywhere
idiot bitch mom’s might leave their little brats alone while they go find their next sperm donor.
I always sneak up with candy or tell the dumb tiny girls that I know Justin Bieber- anything
to get them to come along with me to where you are. Once we get our new victim, that’s when
the fun really fucking begins. Dosing them with a little “night-night” liquid on rag to make
it easier to tie them up. We take them back to our house for safe keeping. And what do we do
once they are in our dwelling? What ever the fuck we want! I love burning them with my cigarettes
while you fuck their tiny little faces and slicing open their itty bitty bellies while you force that
big daddy dick into their pussy hole- giving me easy access to suck daddy’s cock and lick up the blood
off of you. Even climbing on top of their belly and fucking you through the slit I’ve made.
Looking up at my daddy so adoringly. But you better watch out, daddy- You may of taught me how to be a
sadistic bitch a little too well & you could be next.


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Cutting Your Balls Off

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Come on into my fetish dungeon- i have an extra wild surprise for you today. I sit you down and strap you to the chair but not before spreading your legs open really wide and pulling your dick out. I go ahead and blind fold you- I want it to completely come as a shock once you feel the hot blade cut against your flesh. Okay- here we go: 1, 2 , 3…I grab your balls up firmly in my hand, pulling them and stretching the space of skin out thin. Sucking the head of your cock which is throbbing from all the blood rushing to it. That’s when it happens- I castrate you. I have been heating this blade on the stove for a hot minute (lol) and the metal is red. I quickly cut your balls off, the blade is so hot that it completely sears the flesh and you are howling but you love it. Now that you are balls-less, I can turn you into a perfect sissy slave. Are you ready?


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Kinky Ass Murder Spree

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I feel like going on a murder spree today just for the hell of it. What do you say do you want to join me? I’m going to wait outside the club as it’s letting out. All those drunk men and women stumbling around blindly trying to make their way to their waiting car or flag down a taxi. They’re ripe for the picking. Let’s grab a couple and throw them in the back of the van. Then we can drive out of the woods and practice different ways to torture them and make them bleed out. I have such a beautiful assortment of knives to cut into their flesh and watch the lovely puddles of blood growing beneath them. I want to use their blood like body paint and roll around in it with you as you fuck me. Maybe we can hack off a few limbs and leave their body parts strung up from the cabin ceiling. They do make the loveliest decorations. My cunt is so wet from offing all these innocent losers. I want you to have the most intense orgasm of your life as you help me kill victim after victim. Let’s go on a massive murder fuck spree and leave a wave of carnage behind us.


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Extreme Necrophilia Slut

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I have always had a twisted fascination towards necrophilia. I’m not sure what it is, the fact that it’s so taboo or just that I get so bored with vanilla sex. I’m always on the lookout for a hot new sexual experience that will make me get off harder than I ever have before. I saw some really hot snuff porn and that got me thinking that it would be really fucking hot to fuck a dead guy. Especially right after rigor mortis kicks in, that dick will stay nice and stiff and I can ride that cold dead flesh. I want to make sure that it’s a fairly fresh dead body though so I’m going to sneak into the mortuary after it closes for the day. My best friend works there and she signs for the dead bodies as they come in. She knows what a sex freak I am so she agreed to give me the heads up when a new shipment came in and lucky for me, you got unloaded from that hearse.

She tossed me the keys and told me to lock up when I was done. You weren’t cleaned up yet, she would get to all of that in the morning and you still had blood spattered on your body. It looked like you really pissed someone off and died a very violent death because there were too many stab wounds through your body to even count. My pussy started to drip as I looked at your naked, bloody, cold body. I pulled my skirt up around my waist and pulled my panties off so I could straddle your face. I rubbed my drippy wet cunt juices all over your face as I licked your dead cock. It was so cold and stiff against my lips, I felt so freaky hot sucking it into my mouth and getting it all coated in my saliva. Then I slid down your lifeless body and took your dead cock inside my pussy. I slowly slid down on it balls deep and rode your cold rigor mortis infused dick into multiple orgasms. It was so hot that I can’t wait to fuck another dead body.


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My First Snuff Porn Experience

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I couldn’t resist answering your ad for a new snuff porn movie that you were casting for. I’ve done tons of different types of porn before and I’m one kinky fucking bitch so I knew this would be the perfect opportunity for me to make some extra money while indulging my freaky extreme side at the same time. I showed up at your studio and was very impressed with the set. You had me follow you down into a space that was set up like a bdsm dungeon. There were shackles, whips, paddles, cock cages, electrocution devices pretty much every sort of torture device imaginable. I was pretty impressed with the props and I couldn’t wait to see what scene I would get to play out. Once you brought in the girl that I would be auditioning with I realized that you weren’t just pretending. This was all 100% real and I would be using those instruments of torture on the little shaking sobbing blonde mess curled up in the corner.

She looked like she had been pretty badly beaten already, she had two big black eyes and a couple of cracked ribs from the looks of her. That’s when you told me that it was my opportunity to prove how badly I wanted to star in your latest snuff porn. I looked around the room to decide where to start. I reached for a wine bottle smashed it against the wall and rammed the ragged shards of that glass bottle straight up her twat. She shrieked as her body convulsed in pain, her skin turning a sickly gray as the blood began to pour in rivers from her bloody tortured cunt. Then I reached for the hooks hanging from the ceiling and shoved them through each of her nipples, then I turned the crank and slowly raised her up off the ground by her nipples. I reached for a baseball bat that was covered in spikes and I rammed that straight up her ass. Then I reached for a massive butcher knife and as she was hanging from the ceiling by her nipples with that broken wine bottle up her cunt and the spiked baseball bat up her ass I decided how I would deal her final death blow. I decided to cut her clitoris from her body and once I had done that I looked over at you jerking off behind that camera as I slowly drove that knife into her belly button and dragged it all the way way up the collar bone, cutting her right open up the middle and completely gutting her. All of her insides fell out and hit the floor as the red bloody puddle beneath her quickly grew larger until she bled out. How was that Mr. Director? Did I make the cut?

 


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Getting Sweet Revenge

taboo phone sex aliceYou think I don’t know your dirty little secret but I do. You’re a sick fuck, you like to stalk girls when they’re out alone late at night. You prey on the weak, dragging them into the darkest of shadows where you rip their clothes off and ram your inferior dick inside of them. You think that because you’re physically stronger that you can just take what you want. Well that all comes to an end now. The hunter is about to become the hunted. I put on my shortest skirt and my tightest top and I went where I knew you would see me stumbling around it was so very easy to convince you that I was drunk. You grabbed me from the back and pulled me behind the bushes. I had a surprise for you though. I wasn’t drunk at all. I pulled my stun gun from my garter under my skirt and zapped you right in the balls. As soon as you fell to the ground writhing in pain from the volts of electricity coursing through your body I tied your hands and your legs together. I cut your shirt off with my knife and used it to gag you so no one would hear your screams. Then I cut your pants and underwear away from your body and got down to stopping your predatory ways. I took my time as I slowly cut through your ball sac making sure that you felt every inch of your skin and tendons being cut away from your body. I reached into your sac ripped those balls loose and then I shoved one up your ass and the other down your throat. Then I gave a little wave over my shoulder as I walked away laughing as you lay ball less in a pool of your own blood.


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Sticks and Stones; Skulls and Bones

All of the girls at my school are giggly little sluts who act ditzy and retarded. They wear the sluttiest clothes and then complain when horny teenage boys cop a feel of their exposed tits! I mean, it’s high school, people. If you wear a mini-skirt that shows off your fat ass cheeks, you’re going to get leered at–and you’ll definitely be felt up. There’s this one little tramp–Clarissa–who’s especially annoying. She’s always being called on in class and never has an answer. Clarissa just gets this stupid look on her face and goes: “Umh, whaattt?” It’s almost comical. I just don’t think it’s fair for girls to picket against ‘Slut Shaming’ when they act like total whores. Clarissa holes are going to be destroyed. No one’s going to be gentle with the soft tissue of her little asshole when she finally gets shoved down and violated like the filthy bitch she is. I can’t wait to see Clarissa get what she deserves. All of that fluffy blonde hair being pulled out of her skull, and those perky tits sticking out and just asking to be smacked…it’ll be sexy as hell. You wanna go on a bender with me, baby…I know just the bitch to hunt the fuck down…


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Portrait of Death

Portrait Of Death ~ NarcissusNarcosis

I will never forget the night
I first experienced the delight
of what it felt like
to take another human’s life..
I had fantasized nonstop
for a very long time
I knew no drug could top
the high I would find…

I spent the days leading up
carefully dissecting my plan
deciding how it would come to fruition
stalking out my first victim..
Still not sure why I picked him
maybe it was because he seemed
so set in doing good deeds.
And no good deed goes unpunished…

I tirelessly studied
his daily routines
even went to church
to watch him preach.
He would stand at his altar
babbling on and on about
hell, brimstone, and fire.
He talked about how demons walked the earth
to bring about the end.
If only he knew
the demon that would end him
was in the front row…

He had a beautiful wife
2 young kids and a dog
she would be a widow
weeping at an empty altar
and those kids would grow up
without a father.

I sharpened my blades well
different knives for different purposes
one for stabbing, one for slicing,
one for peeling skin
and a meat cleaver for dicing.
A bone saw to dismember
along with a small plastic case
to keep a trophy of him with me
forever…

He was a set-in-his-ways man
so I knew what he would be doing
we had a very nice date planned
no way it could be ruined.
I dressed in black fatigues
long-sleeve black shirt and black boots.
My tools were already in my car
as I left my house with a smile
didn’t have to drive far
he lived away only a few miles.

I drove to his house and parked
and waited for him to depart
just as expected, 8:29 PM
he said bye to the brats.

I followed him to the parking lot
of the Saturday night restaurant
he always went to
meeting friends at the I-HOP
for some self-righteous laughs and food.
He always parked at the side of the building
where I knew no cameras were filming
I crept behind him with a wire in my clutch
wrapped around his throat
until he ceased to choke
then dragged him to my trunk.
Once he was properly bound and gagged
we were off, on our way back to my pad.

He awoke wide-eyed with a look of fear
strapped to a table in the heart of my shed
I removed the tape so I could hear
him pray to a god that was already dead.
He asked me why I was doing this
and offered me money to let him go
said he had a family, had 2 kids
and I replied, “I already know.”

I took my time and had fun with him
wanted to see how much pain a body could withstand
I burned him with a torch and hammered his feet
and drove nails through his knees.
After such a short time, he could take no more
he kept passing out, he was such a bore…
I slit his throat and watched him bleed out
he almost looked like a pez dispenser..

After hours of cleaning up
any and all traces of blood
I placed his head neatly in a duffel bag
with a hole drilled through his skullcap.
I decided to play nice after all his work
and took him back to his very own church.
I used his keys to get in the back entrance
and placed his head on the altar
through the top was jammed a crucifix…
What a beautiful sight that would greet the Sunday crowd
I decided to go again to hear them scream aloud…

It all felt so right…
I knew I would be powerless to resist the urge
to kill again…
but this was only my first victim..
I had some great ideas and plans
to taunt the police
and let them know
something stronger than them
is taking over…


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this little light of mine…

I like to hang out in houses that aren’t exactly finished. Some say it’s because I’m ’emo.’ Others give me frightened glances and then quickly lower their eyelids before my own shoot back. They think I don’t hear their whispers in the halls, catch their fearful expressions when I walk past; but I always do. The other day I was in my room, peeling the corner of a NIN poster back, and realized I was feeling a little chilly . . . and no, before you say it, it wasn’t just my cold heart. I needed some heat, a little excitement, a risk–and of course, a prize. So I slipped on my loafers and wandered into Northhaven–the quaint little subdivision being built a few miles down the road from me.

And there it was…a two-story McMansion under construction before me, with raindrop-splattered tarps and a material-strewn front lawn. I snickered to myself; this was just too easy. Crawling up onto a bulldozer on the left side of the house, I wiggled my way in through the open window. Brushing myself off, I surveyed my surroundings. It wasn’t long before I heard the voices of the very young little ones whom I’d overhead planning a trip here earlier that day. I cackled to myself and strode across the wooden planks of the upstairs bedroom, careful to avoid the unfinished sections of the house with exposed beams.

Following the giggles, I walked to the utmost back room and hide behind the large stone fireplace obstructing me from their view. I peeked out slowly and . . .

There they were: my prizes. Two of ’em–a little boy and his bitch, drinking vodka procured from their parents’ liquor cabinet, no doubt. I stood there silently for awhile and watched them pass the bitter drink back and forth between each other. Their faces twisted into grimaces as the burning heat flooded down their throats each into the pit of their stomachs. And my hands were struck with a sudden and distinct urge to rub together greedily.

Play time . . .

Baby, I’ll tell you all about what kinds of horrible things I made these two little songbirds do to one another with their pants off. Alice gave them a nice taste of what grown-up fun feels like . . . and then she added in some of her own sickness. Sitting on their faces, pissing down their throats. I stripped that little virgin bitch’s dignity and innocence away with her little boyfriend’s erect cock, and he wanted to cum inside of that cunt so bad, I bet he would’ve thanked me if I hadn’t had my fist rammed down his throat. When I was done with my game and the sky was growing dark outside . . . I stepped over the broken glass of the once-solid vodka bottle. Grabbing it along with my shoes, I strode back out the window, pouring liquid all the way.

. . . A bright orange spark flaring–I dropped the match. Flames. And then I walked away and left the dying screams behind me.


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Cutter

There’s something exhilarating about taking a razor blade to my wrist and slicing through the tender flesh. I fucking love to get off on rough sex. I fucking love self-mutilation because it makes me feel like I’m goddamn invincible. I’m always looking for a fight; tempt me, push me pussies . . . I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze. I especially love torturing others. There’s nothing like the anguished screams of teens to fill a room with angst. Sexual mutilation is my favorite. Nothing beats the sickness. One time, I stitched a bitch’s pussy shut with a rusted sewing needle from my Mom’s old needlepointing kit in the garage. I used thick black yarn and beat her to the brink of death with a brick right in the head. I desperately kicked her ribs in and sewed her up like a puppet. She was so messed up by the time I started closing her holes up. No more dick in that little bitch, let me tell you. That sleazy ass whore wouldn’t be fucking anybody’s boyfriend anytime soon. Especially not MINE. That dumb little skank screamed like a banshee when I stitched her up, but the end result was fucking sick. I love my crazy mind . . . and you will too.

Maybe if I like you, I’ll show you a little bit of my mutilation magic using the slut of your choice. I’ll get a big ole knife or maybe a razor blade fresh from the shower, separated perfectly from the plastic handle and ready to slice deep. Then I’ll take her ass cheeks into my palms and give them a nice squeeze, getting them ready for my fun. We can always fuck her and fill her up with the thick white loads of creamy cum that mark a little whore, but we’ll need lots of spud. Get that hard cock and lube it up with her blood, baby. I’m going to make a nice pretty cut and carve my name . . . this stupid cunt will never forget who owns her ass. 


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