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You are dark and sexy. I knew you were the devil in disguise but I agreed to go with you anyway. You would take me to the secret place where you took all of the girls you fucked. Mostly, you just used them and dumped them. I had even helped you a time or two when you wanted a succulent little teen to molest and kill. I guess I thought I was safe.
I thought I was different, maybe even special. You took me to your cozy little place in the country and not the woods or the water treatment plant where you usually took your victims. We had a nice glass of wine. You began to undress me, telling me how hot my big tits and round ass made you. My pussy was ready to gush when you finally slid your joystick into my cock coozie. You fucked my pussy, my ass, and my mouth, telling me how good they all felt. I was so happy, thinking that maybe you wanted me as your GF.
Finally, you had me facedown on your bed, wrecking my ass. I felt your rigid choad in the depths of my bowels and I was bucking wildly, trying to take more. I felt you reaching for something and suddenly your belt was around my neck, pulled tight. I fought and wiggled, trying to get away, but that just made you wilder. Your breath was coming fast as I struggled. I felt light-headed and I knew I had to get away. As your orgasm neared, you pulled even tighter as you pumped me without mercy. I felt my ass-rim tear with the force. You pulled the belt-noose tighter, cutting off my air. My windwipe began to collapse and I gagged. I clawed at the sheets and arched my back. My legs kicked as my heartbeat began to dwindle. I gave one last gasp as your cock exploded into my limp, dead body that still twitched, even as it began to cool.
Chelsea is nothing but a druggie slut. She wants to be good but she can’t quit getting high and ends up getting fucked every time. Her pussy is a gaping fuck pot from being banged. Her asshole stays sore and she wakes up tasting cum on her lips. She proudly wears a cross given to her by her grandmother.
When evil Blaze sees her cross, she gets angry and tries to rip it off. Blaze believes that Chelsea is a fake and she aims to see her exposed for the whore she is. She gives Chelsea an overdose of drugs and takes her to an orgy. There, she and her BF (you) try to make Chelsea denounce her religion by berating her god.
Even when Blaze beats and tortures Chelsea, she refuses to be a devil worshipper. Blaze’s BF rapes her repeatedly in every possible way while Blaze does what she loves best….torturing the ignorant and innocent. Chelsea is beaten, shocked, and cut by Blaze in an attempt to make her admit what she is.
Will Chelsea give in? Will Blaze kill her? Join us in a battle of blasphemy and evil between two whores. We’ll let you decide who wins.
I’m cornered. I feel his foul breath, reeking of ass and beer. He pinches my tit, hard. I whimper and he smiles. But this is no movie. This is one of those real life snuff porn movies and I’m a victim.
He runs the blade up under my clothes, cutting me from waist to neck. I feel the blood begin to flow. He rubs his fingers through the wound and brings them to my mouth. I refuse to open and he punches me, knocking out my teeth. I suck them, feeling the blood trickling down my throat. His cock is rigid now and pushing into my gaping stomach wound. I scream in pain as his meat blade cuts into my liver, severing my kidneys with a hard thrust. I’m bleeding internally now, my lungs filling up with fluid. I gurgle deep in my throat as I began to convulse. I drop to my knees.
My dying gasps make him more excited. He needs his release. He stabs me right between my huge tits, carving a pussy into my chest cavity. He stuffs his cock deep into the bleeding hole, feeling my heart beating against his cock. Ramming himself into me, he empties his balls into my dying heart, the last beat squeezing the cum from his cock.
As my dead body hits the floor, he decides to save it for later tonight, when the moon is full….
He slept, lying there on that couch like a baby. He was evil. Pure evil. He had kidnapped me and another girl two days ago. His sexual needs were insane. He could fuck for hours and he had grown tired of that. His new game was mental. Once he had abused all of our holes and had cum more times than humanly possible, he grew bored. He began to make us do things to each other. I had already poked holes in her with a fork, making blood rivelets on her flesh. She had fucked me with multiple objects. I was torn up inside, my asshole ripped from puckered rim to pussy. I had bitten chunks out of tits and eaten them. I knew how to be a victim but I was fighting for my life. I would do anything.
I knew she couldn’t handle it. She was just too good. Not evil and drugged, like me. That night, our capturer said only one of us was allowed to wake up alive. If we were both alive, he was killing us both. She screamed and said “I’m telling. You’ll never get away with this.” He left a knife, an axe, poison, and a rope for us to decide who got to live.
That night, she hanged herself. or did she?…….
I should’ve known he wasn’t a real cop. I was walking out of the bar when he stopped me. “Miss, you aren’t planning on driving, are you?” he asked, looking stern.
I laughed at him. The next thing I knew, he had me thrown against the wall. “Spread ’em, bitch.” he said, frisking me and grabbing my tits. I was scared as I was already on probation. “Don’t make me taze you.” I cowered as he reached up under my skirt and fingered my pussy. I think a man in uniform is hot, so I didn’t fight when he unfastened his uniform pants. He grabbed me by the hair and bent me over.
I felt his cop cock penetrate me deeply. I put both hands on the wall to take the force of his thrusts. His balls were banging hard against me. “Please, sir, Take me to jail, but don’t do this.” I begged. He smashed my face against the wall. “Shut the fuck up, druggy cunt. I know how you fuck all the guys around here. You didn’t give me the time of day until I was a cop.”
I knew then who he was. He was the local perv who took advantage of women when they were drunk. He was famous for roofies in ladies drinks, then taking them home to fuck them, sodomize them, and make videos to blackmail them with.
His thick cock swelled in my unwilling pussy. I felt him start to shudder and I knew he was going to spew his dirty cum deep inside me. I began to fight and scream, hearing my cries echo in the empty street. He pulled out then and spun me around. “Suck me off.” he ordered, punching me in the face.
I gobbled furiously as he pumped his load into my face, yelling obscenities, and making a scene. He left me leaning against the wall in shock as he re-entered the club, waiting for his next victim. I limped down the dark alley, bloodied and broken, heading home to find some release in druggie paradise.
I left the party early, so pissed at my boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time I’d caught him cheating, but it would be the last. I’d discovered him fucking a skinny redhead with no tits behind the barn at the cook-out. Listening to his moans as he fucked her from behind still rang in my ears as I took off down the road.
I ran for half a mile before I slowed down. My breath was coming in gasps and wheezes. I had left my damn inhaler in that jerk’s car along with my phone. There was no way I was accepting an apology tonight. I saw headlights coming and I prayed it was a kind soul who would take me home, and not some perv from the party sent to retrieve me.
The sexy Corvette pulled up beside me. I heard a sexy drawl say, “Hey sweetheart. You need a ride?’ I looked inside and there was this dark and handsome man. He was well dressed and seemed well off. Surely, it would be safe to ride with him. “Yes, please, sir.” I whispered, my asthma still making me breathless. I eased into the luxury car.
We had gone several miles when he spoke. “Have you learned your lesson, Chelsea?” I was shocked. How did he know my name? “What do you mean, sir?” I stuttered. “Poor girl.” he laughed. We drove some more and suddenly, POOF, I was standing on the shoulder again.
I walked for a while wishing I had my phone. It was dark and creepy and the moon was full. I saw headlights. A car pulled over and an old man offered me a ride. He looked harmless. I jumped in without a second thought. I wasn’t paying much attention to the grandfatherly driver as I pondered my evening.
Suddenly, he veered off the road unto a dark path. The canopy of trees made a perfect tunnel and even the moonlight was gone. He stopped and turned to me. “Take off your clothes, little girl.” I shook my head and his fist shot out, busting me in the mouth. He had his cock out already and it looked huge and menacing in the darkness. He came around to the passenger door and pulled me out into the damp night. I felt his claws grab my arm, twisting as he spun me around and threw me face down on the car hood. I fought back, kicking and biting, but he just pounded my head into the hood of the ancient car.
I felt him fumbling to penetrate me and I felt his giant cock sink home. I screamed as I was not wet and he tore my flesh. He pulled out and scooped some of the blood from my busted head onto his cock to lube it. Then he rammed back into me again, grunting, and ranting about pretty girls using men.
The more I struggled, the harder he fucked my little girl pussy. I could hear him growling and I knew he was ready to dump a load of nasty old man cum into my pussy. At that moment I saw movement in the woods. Dead people. There were fucking zombies in there. His zombies. His way to dispose of the evidence. They surrounded me as he cut off one of my tits and tossed it to them. They fell on it like rabid dogs. I was screaming as they surrounded me and began to tear me apart alive. “Eat my pussy” has never been so literal.
Right before my last breath, the Corvette man’s face came into view. “You didn’t learn your lesson, Chelsea. Never accept a ride from an old man with an innocent face. They are the evil ones. Don’t you watch the horror movies? Poor girl. Now, you’ll never get home.”
The world went back as his face faded from my vision.
Coming Soon…. Part II: I come back to seek revenge and haunt my cheating boyfriend. Can anyone say “dead fuck?” (evil laughs)
Rain was pouring down the night I made my first kill. My lover had fed me drugs and shots of whiskey and I was feeling no pain. Even in my fucked-up state I knew I had to obey him or my punishment would be without mercy.
Looking for my prey brought out my seductive side. I would sidle up to men, brushing them innocently with my huge 36FFF tits. The more attention they gave me, the more my pussy would twitch. I had no interest in having sex with them though. It was just a game to get them to take me home. Once we got there, it would all change.
My current Master was waiting there for me. If I complied and brought a victim home, he would reward me with a shot of liquid paradise, right into my vein. I was addicted to it. It made my inhibitions melt and brought out my animal side. I became a huntress, ready for the smell of blood.
My catch tonight was a skinny young drifter. After a few drinks and the promise of a sexual marathon, he was ready to follow me anywhere. He barely made it through the door before the Master was upon him. I heard him gasp once as he realized his mistake.
The Master hit him hard. He tumbled once and we were both upon him. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I tied his hands together and left him facedown on the floor. I took a long , sharp blade and sat down at his head. Master knelt behind him, ripping off his clothes, revealing a firm, round ass. His eyes sparkled with joy as he pulled out his cock. It was then my job to grease it and guide it against the puckered ass-pussy of my victim. I heard the drifter scream as Master rammed him hard. I pulled the drifter’s face against my pussy so I could feel his pain and the vibrations of his cries. It seemed to go on forever as Master violated his young ass, tearing it like raw meat. Finally, he reached his climax, filling the damaged fuck hole with cream. I screamed to the devils in hell.
I flipped him over. He babbled incoherently as I raised my stiletto over his scrotum and popped his nutsac like meat balloons. His scream was cut short when Master cut his throat. Afterward, Master would give me another dose and we’d fuck in the blood of our victim.
Tomorrow, I may be dead at his hands (or yours) but tonight I will just bask in the glory of the kill.
I love being my Master’s Accomplice. He is so pleased with me. I brought him my very own niece to play with. Her name is Ariel and she is one fine piece of teen meat. No one will miss her but my brother. He’s been fucking her since she was a little twat after her whore mama died. Like mother, like daughter. I have no sense of family values. I just don’t want to be tortured and beaten for not pleasing my owner. Ariel was such easy prey. Hey, it’s not like she was a virgin prize. Daddy has violated every single hole hundreds of times. She is nothing but an incest whore. What reason does she have to live? At least here with her loving auntie she gets to try new cock and new shared experiences.
We have so many plans for her sweet young body. Yesterday I taught her to properly suck Master’s cock without just fucking drooling all over the head. I grabbed her pretty head and forced it down on his 10 incher and made her swallow it. She screamed around it and choked, finally passing out as he blew a load into her head. Tomorrow we have a pack of sex starved animals from a local gang coming to pounce on her and have their way with every orifice on her body. If she fails to perform she will be snuffed and dumped like roadkill on the side of the highway. If she lives, she will be forever tormented and tortured like a caged animal. Awwww, no more Daddy cock for baby girl. No worries though. She will have plenty of new daddies eager for a piece of teen ass.
Yes, I’m a filthy incest snuff whore. Believe me, I am getting me some teen pussy too before master turns his wrath back on me. Join me and Ariel as her training commences and the pain begins. Ta-ta for now.
I’d been watching the brunette for over a month. She was tall and muscular with a ponytail that bobbed when she ran. She should’ve known better than to run down by the swamps of Louisiana. It was a dangerous place, inhabited only by alligators, snakes, and drug dealers. I guess that little bottle of pepper spray that she carried gave her a false sense of security. Too bad that I would soon use it against her.
Rick and I had been friends for a while. We met at a gourmet cooking class in Baton Rouge. We discovered that we shared a taste for wild game and how to prepare it. It didn’t take long for him to share his special fetish with me. Rick had a craving for young, tender girl-flesh, cooked to a savory, smoky deliciousness on an open pit. And he had picked me to help him.
I eyed the brunette for a while, contemplating my move. She was young, firm, curvaceous, but slim. Her round bottom was evidence of her work-outs and she had a pair of tasty, muscular calves. She reminded me of one of the “perfect” girls in high school, the cute ones who wouldn’t give you the time of day. I hated her already. I could barely wait for our Barbie roast to begin.

Rick waited in the car as the brunette swished past us. I fell in behind her, jogging at a leisurely pace. I was deciding to make my move when she bent to tie her shoe. I jumped on her, grabbing her pepper spray and giving it to her full-blast in her eyes. She screamed and I threw the burlap sack over her head, pulling the string tight. She fought me hard as I dragged her back to the car. We quickly stuffed her into the trunk and sped off, eager to begin our special feast.
Rickrick had this great commercial kitchen with oversized stainless steel appliances. His pantry was filled with every kind of seasoning and exotic spice. He even grew his own organic vegetables. He was more than stocked to prepare any type of cuisine. Today’s menu would be a feast of Cajun delights. 
I led her in and had her lie on the long steel table. It was more like a mortician’s slab than a table, really, in all of its sterile coldness. She was in shock and barely protested. I could smell her fear and it whetted my own appetite. I quickly snipped her clothes off with kitchen shears, revealing a Grade-A choice cut of flesh, all tanned and ready to roast. I ran my hands over her body and was pleased to find her pussy and legs freshly waxed. I would only need to shave her long locks.
Chef RickRick took over from there. He hung her head over the side of the table and quickly slit her throat, leaving her to bleed out into a washpan. Her heels drummed on the table as her lifeblood gushed from her. Her skin was deathly pale as her heart gave its final beat.
We had decided to just roast her whole in the indoor grill. I rubbed her body with coconut oil as he readied his special bourbon marinade. He began to snip off her toes and fingers for some Cajun-style chickenfoot soup. Next, he gutted her and gently pulled out her intestines for me to clean. I amused myself by looking at her poop to see what she had eaten. It looked like salad and cum!!! While I was doing that, Rickrick readied some rice and a piece of her liver to make some Cajun boudin. It’s a savory dish that is stuffed into intestine links. They would be returned to her carcass to simmer. He also placed her head into a pot of water to boil down into headcheese. Her lips, titty fat, and pussy lips would be deep fried into southern cracklings. Nothing would be wasted.
The grill was ready as we finished her seasoning. She looked very tasty, tightly trussed, under the coating of scallions, fresh garlic, cayenne pepper, and “Slap Ya Mama” Cajun seasoning. I had tucked a few garlic cloves and onions under each of her split breasts and her pussy was stuffed with large shelled shrimp. I’d also shoved carrots in her asshole to keep the juices from leaking out. I could barely wait for the first bite. Neither could RickRick as his erect cock poked through his Chef’s apron. The final touch was a spurt of his “special sauce” for extra tenderness. Laissez les bons temps rouler. (Let the good times roll!)
I poured us some wine as RickRick pulled her from the oven. She looked magnificent, all grilled to a toasty brown, crispy on the outside, moist on the inside. As he fed me the first bite, I almost orgasmed. It was so good. We both fell on the feast and fed like sharks in a feeding frenzy. Her fat dripped from our chins as we crammed chunks of girl-meat into our mouths. I was hooked.
Now I’m watching a fat chick who walks at the park. We plan to trap her and grind her into chili meat for the local chili cook-off. I’m sure our special recipe will win us the blue ribbon. Thank you, RickRick, for introducing me to the Joy of Cooking!!!
Hi there boys. I’m Chelsea and I’m your dirty phone whore. Meet my lover and fuck toy, Terry. She is a faggot slut like me and she loves cock and pussy. We’re both terribly competitive and sometimes we fight over cock. I mean physically FIGHT over cock like dogs fighting over a bone. Of course, being the skanks that we are, we usually get thrown the leftover bones. So that means sometimes we’ve got to get along and fuck each other. She thinks she’s the bitch in charge but when I pull out a strap-on, she turns to jelly. She knows I fuck better than any man. My magic tongue in her fuck box and she goes insane. You should hear her moan. Sometimes I piss her off though and she gets nasty. I was cocksucking a big bone and when I wouldn’t share, she shoved my head down, choking me on that long fuckstick. her evil laugh turned him on and he rammed me deep and hard while I puked.
When we get along, we’re the perfect team. Imagine her sucking those nuts while I gulp your cock down deep. Blow your load in my mouth and I will give her a deep kiss, slobbering your wad into her mouth to share. We love sissy boys. I will strap on the monster cock. She’ll get in front of you and start licking your shaft. Just when you think you can’t take any more, I’ll suddenly ram my nigger cock right up your ass. We love to listen to a man beg for mercy!!
If you like nasty whores who have no shame and no taboos, give me and Terry a call. We will do for you what no other women will. We have absolutely no limits and nothing is too perverse us!!!