Blood

Bloody phone sex It is Monday and it is fucking late like 4 am or some bullshit but I need to get laid. And not only do I need to get laid but I need a good beat down too. I know a few guys I can call but the one I am calling loves knife play. I am in the mood to smell and taste my own blood. My little dirty secret is I love blood especially my blood. I love the feeling of it trickling down my flesh. My cunt gets so fucking wet. Even now writing this blog I am dragging my cunt against my bed. I am going to give him a call right now I am teasing myself too much I need to fucking cum!


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Chelsea

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Snuff Sex Turns Me On

snuff sexHe asked me if I was into snuff sex. We were at a BDSM club. I was high and in a bad ass mood. The club I go to is strictly a BDSM club. No blood or bodily fluids can be exchanged, or they lose their license. Phone numbers and social media information, however, can be exchanged. When a guy asks you about snuff sex, it is code in the BDSM underworld for violent sex. It doesn’t mean you have a death wish. Its aggressive, hardcore fucking that sometimes makes you wish you were dead. When I got home that night, I looked up Mr. Tall Dark and Brooding on Facebook and Twitter. He was clearly a bad boy player, which meant the sex would be off the charts. I showed up at his place two days later for some hot sex. Apparently, our ideas about hooking up were different. When I arrived, it wasn’t a cool loft like I expected. Red flag. I should have run. It was a dilapidated old warehouse that was partially burned out. What wasn’t destroyed, looked like a drug house. Honestly, I thought he punked me. I figured he was not interested in me and he gave me bogus information. Typical guy behavior. I started to leave, when some one hit me over the head. I woke up and I was bound, gagged and surrounded by men. This was snuff porn, not hot rough sex. These men looked like wild beasts starving for my flesh. I heard his voice over a speaker. He was serving as a macabre director. He told the guys to tear me from limb to limb. At his command, like well trained dogs, they attacked. They were pulling my limbs, fucking my ass and even eating my flesh. The pain was agonizing. It was like a zombie attack.  All I could think about, was what was wrong with me? I was being dismembered, force fucked and eaten alive. Instead of being terrified, I was wet and super aroused. I am such a sick bitch.


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Cassandra SPS

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A Mother’s Damage

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Where does it all being? With your Mother of course.  Sigmund Freud was right about a lot of things.  A Mother’s love can be a wonderful thing, but sometimes a Mother’s love can fuck you in the head so badly you turn into one of the most deviant fucks of all time.  Aren’t Mother’s great?!?! I don’t have any cuntlings of my own.  I don’t want any either, can you imagine a little me running around? Fuck no.  I mean, I guess I could teach them how to be like me, which might be fun, but all that other bullshit that goes along with it? That’s a huge Nope.

I have a friend who we all call “Sausage”.  Is it because he has a big dick? Nope. It is the opposite in fact.  He is messed up and seriously crazy. Dude has been in mental institutions for crimes before.  He can be pretty fun to hang out with once in a while.  I met Sausage at a party, he was in the corner all alone, drinking straight from a vodka bottle.  I sat down next to him, and when he turned to look at me I could tell he was way off.  He was motherfucking creepy.  I even told him that to which he replied, “You have no idea.” Then he handed me the bottle.  I got to know him and he would tell me the many fucked up things his Mother would do to him from when he was young.  He hated her.

Once in a while he would ask me if I would show him my tits.  I would, didn’t bother me in the least.  He would sometimes suck on them, but he never did anything else.  He didn’t try to dry hump me, or rub on his tiny dick, he would just suck on them and close his eyes.  Then after a few minutes we would go back to drinking and talking.

Then the day came when he went into great detail about his Mother’s death.  Turns out Sausage killed his Mother.  It wasn’t just a quick shot to the head type of deal either.  The man took his time.  She used to bite his cock and balls when he was tiny, so the first thing he did to her was to pull out her teeth.  Had her tied up and pulled out her fucking teeth, one at a time.  Do you realize how long that would take to do that, and the strength that would involve? Then he moved to her tongue, used some sort of garden snips or something like that.  He said he shoved her own tongue up her ass. He mutilated that bitch. This went on and on, until finally he couldn’t keep her alive anymore so he tossed her at the dump.  

He told me that when he was sent to the mental hospital for killing her he was happy.  For the first time in his life he was truly happy.  The only thing he didn’t touch on her body were her tits.  He said because they were too perfect to harm.  That is why he wants to see my tits some times, because mine remind him of his Mother’s.  I don’t care of course, as long as he doesn’t end up shoving my own tongue up my own ass, everything is good.


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Indigo

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Bachelor party gone wrong

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I had one to many drinks at the bachelor party I was at. It’s all a blur but last thing I remember was trying to get to the ladies room. It was packed and I couldn’t  take it any longer. I decided to go outside in the back alley. I was sure no one would see me plus I was high and drunk all I wanted was to pee in peace. After I finished pissing I felt someone push me over. It was a guy he was tall. He put his finger over his mouth telling me to be quiet. He flashed his bladed knife at me. I was going to be his torture sex slut for the night. He motioned me over to his cock and made me suck. I was frozen in fear and didn’t move. That’s when he started to pierce me making me bleed all over the place. I knew he meant business. I knew I had to submit. He fucked all my holes and even got my ass. I tried to hesitate and even covered my ass . He slashed my asshole and made me bleed. It was like the more blood he saw the hornier he got. When he was done he tossed me over and I awoke in the morning. It was all a blur but as the day went by I figured out who it was. It was my best friends soon to be husband. I can’t believe  I enjoyed it so much much less figured it out.


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Monetta

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What a bad bitch

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I had my girlfriend dominate me last night. I told her that I really needed my ass spanked a few times. We planned on having a threesome with a boy at school. but, I think he was too scared or intimidated. He most likely had a small dick anyway. He seems like a pussy. My bitch is bad. I grabbed whips and zip ties today. My body loves to feel pain. My parents left and it was on. I wanted to be spanked over my stalkings.  She started to count on three she whipped me harder and harder each time. I love lesbian kinky shit. I got strapped down and she turned my body into a punching bag. Harder and harder the sexier. I took selfies with her down on my pussy with her pocket knife. I love to get bloddy. Is there anything sexier than a bloddy hot bitch in bed?! NO!


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Makayla SPS

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He Made It Happen

 He was just another useless grunt at the bike shop and would not stop yapping about his need for pussy and for how much pussy he had or pussy this tits that and I was over his dumb ass. I decided to pull him into the office for the ride of his life… or is it death? Nevermind all that, just know that I gave him some fucking torture sex pussy that he would never forget. I am a sadist and as I rode that cock I beat the living hell out of him. I scratched him til he bled I fucking slapped and punched him and followed that up with some near death strangulation. I didn’t want him to live and he totally had this coming. I left this fucker to die with blood everywhere as I stabbed him as I rode his cock and made sure to really have him bleed out. It was exhilarating.

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Having Some Fun with Indigo

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Everyone thinks it’s so fun to torture my sexy little teen body, but what happens when I finally get the opportunity to be the torturer?  What happens when I finally blossom into the living dead girl I have always wanted to be?  A huge thank you goes to Indigo, for showing me the murderous bitch I really am.  I had gotten myself into one of those situations again, where I was a damsel in distress.  I was cornered in an alley by some drunk man, and Indigo came from behind him with a dingy rag.  Within seconds he was laying on the ground, out like a light.  She told me she helped me because I reminded her of herself, big tits and one hell of an attitude.  She asked if I wanted to have some fun with the dirt bag, and I was so in.  I helped her drag his limp body too and from the car.  We had him in a secluded cabin in the woods.  She told me normally she likes to do the torturing herself, but this time she would settle for watching.  I chained him up spread eagle, I wanted to wait until he woke up, but Indigo really wanted to get her hand on him.  He woke up the her carving a permanent smile on to his smug face.  Watching someone else cry and scream in agony was such a turn on!  Then it was my turn.  I grabbed the dullest knife Indigo had, and began sawing off his tiny little cock.  By the time I was done with that Indigo had enough of his screaming, and ripped out his tongue with a pair of pliers.  I went around to the back, and decided that his asshole needed to be a little bigger.  It felt so good watching the knife tear through his flesh, making his ass gape wide open.  I shoved his limp, bloody, stump of a cock into his newly extended ass hole.  Indigo was kind enough to teach me how to sew, his ass shut that is.  Then we slit his throat, and fucked in his pool of blood.  Biggest orgasm I have ever had!

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Langley

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Evil Babysitting Phone Sex

babysitter phone sexI hate babysitting, but evil babysitter phone sex calls are among my favorite. Sometimes I take sitter jobs to have easy access too little sluts for friends, other times it just for my own perverse pleasure. Last night was the later. I took a gig because I hate the girl’s parents. I was checking out babysitting ads and I saw the photo of the parents. They have an older daughter; she is a bitch I went to high school with and her parents bailed her out of trouble repeatedly for her mean girl antics. This girl was likely adopted because the mother is past her prime, unless she used fertility drugs. I have a fake id for babysitting and I can transform from Goth punk to girl next door with makeup and hair dye. I sat for the angel the other night. She was a polite girl, but still a privileged princess with bitch parents and an evil older sister. She was just collateral damage.  I drugged her up and started a live stream of Anika’s Abuse.  Guys were paying me to be her BTK killer. Bind, torture, kill. A few of my favorite words. I bound her legs and her arms like one guy wanted. I fisted her ass and cunt like a few others paid to see. I wrote whore in lipstick on her face like another guy wanted. I even fucker her pussy with a Barbie doll. Anika was like a rag doll, all floppy and shit from the special cocktail I made her. She might remember some shit, but it would make no sense the next day. One guy offered me a ton of money to kill her, but that was too risky. I sexually abused the little girl and made a profit. Now, I am happy to kill a little whore with you. Just needs to be a random girl that won’t trace back to me. Killer phone sex is so much fun.


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Bitch had it coming

snuff sexThis bitch Langley really had it coming, bitch wanna act like she’s some holier than thou pure virgin type but we all know she’s a straight up whore. I caught her myself! She was rubbing her pussy, giving all these guys a show while they jerked off around her and I didn’t really give a fuck about that until I saw my fucking boyfriend there watching her with his cock in his hand! Well no fucking way I was gonna let that shit slide so I just shoved my way to the center of the circle and asked my boyfriend what the fuck he thought he was doing. He was all surprised but he definitely didn’t want to lose me so he said he’d do anything to make it up to me. So I told him to kill the fucking slut. I really don’t know why he was surprised by my request, I am a sick bitch after all and he knows that but he had this reluctant look on his face like he didn’t want to do it. I just stared at him until he got the point and that’s when shit got real fun. Langley was begging for her life of course but we all ignored her. My boyfriend gave a signal and all the men jumped on her like animals. They were fucking every hole and beating her mercilessly and it was hot as fuck to watch! When she finally died I was thrilled… but I left that cheating asshole anyway. I don’t put up with any fuckbois that’s for sure!

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Willow

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What Some Candy Little Bitch?

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So many juicy little cunts out there, so little time to fuck with them.  What is it with them and candy? How utterly stupid can you be to put yourself in danger over some fucking candy? It happens, a lot more than what you may think.  It makes for easy pickings.  The trick to it working is that you can’t look like a fucking weirdo, or creeper when offering.  Plus, you never approach, you let them come to you. I’ll give you a for instance …

I was waiting for my bus when I pulled out some hard candy.  I wasn’t thinking anything of it.  I noticed a little one with their Mother watching me.  I smiled, they smiled back.  I saw the Mom look at me and I said, “I think they want a piece of my candy.”  The Mom and I made some small talk then she let me give the little snot a piece.  Then the Mom’s phone rang, you know how people get when they are on their phones, they pay no attention. I started talking to the sticky faced shit seated next to me.  The whole time the Mom never looked back at us.  I waited for about ten minutes then I did what any self respecting twisted deviant minded woman would do.  I asked “Miss Sticky Face” if she wanted more candy.

You should of seen the look on her face.  It was pure joy, and I couldn’t wait to smash it off that tiny head of hers.  I put my hand out, she took it.  As we made our way around the corner the Mom was still on the phone, laughing.  I wondered if she would be laughing that hard when the newspapers reported finding the mangled body of her little bitch.


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Indigo

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