He has been hiding from me for days. He has stolen 3 Kilos of coke and made me look bad to my business partner. He thought he was safe from this snuff phone sex killer!
Quietly sleeping in a rented room, dreaming of the money he will make of my merchandise. But he wakes to chains being clamped shut. Cold water was thrown in his face as I stood over him. Give me my shit James!
“Jezabel! I am just holding it for a better deal, I swear!”
I lit my cigarette and laughed as he realized this sick and twisted bitch has him cuffed and vulnerable. I put my cigarette out on his balls as the tire iron came down to break a few ribs. I grab his balls and dick and twist each in a different direction. Finally he relents and gives me the safe number behind the picture on the wall. But its just baking soda so I blind his ass with it and unshackle him. Two tall muscular men carry him to the free candy van after I hogtie him and cut his clothes off.
“James, you crossed the wrong bitch and how you thought you could get away from me Is beyond my understanding,” I whisper as I kiss his lips. The kiss of death as he begs for his pathetic life!
I take the opportunity on the van ride to open my good travel torch and shout up to the front of the van for my goons to put their ear plugs In… ????
I look lovingly into the flame and tell him that his time on this earth will be short lived! We pull up to my torture den, and before the night is over he will have a stump where his cock used to be and will be cut into a million pieces and fed to the hogs! But not before he became a star in some hot and bloody Snuff porn! This merciless Killer is ready for a victim!
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LOVE LOVE LOVE that you use our scenes to blog about. You are an addicting Mistress. Thank you for being so sick and twisted.
I could have made it alright but you killed me anyway.