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I am so pissed at you. I heard that you were fucking around on me. You didn’t think that I would find out did you? Well I did, one of my friends spotted you hanging all over that trailer trash bitch and now you’re going to pay for being an unfaithful bastard. Don’t think that you’re going to get off easily either. I’m not going to let on that I know exactly what you’ve been up to. I’m going to wait until you’re relaxing in a nice warm bath and then I’m going to bring you some wine with a little something extra in it. When you start to doze off, it’s going to be so very easy for me to push your head under the water and hold you there as you thrash and gasp for air as the water begins to fill your lungs. You’re choking and terrified but not strong enough to fight me off. I let your head surface just long enough to let you know that I know what a cheating bastard you are before I snuff the life right out of you and you die under that water. Your body going limp never to struggle or cheat again.
You are such a pathetic fucking maggot you don’t deserve to have balls. You aren’t a real man why the fuck should I allow you to continue walking around as if you are? I’m so sick of you constantly hanging around begging me to let you fuck me. You can just get that idea out of your head right now because that will never happen. If you were the last man on earth I would rather die celibate than let you stick that disgusting little inch worm inside of me. The only reason that I even let you hang around is because you’re a good maid and it’s amusing watching you crawl around and scrub my bathroom floor with a toothbrush. Today though I have something big planned for you. Strip down completely naked and lay down on my metal examination table. Your little pimple dick is getting hard thinking you’re finally going to get to fuck me.
I secure the straps over your chest, at your wrists and your ankles. Then I spray some canned cheese onto your dick and balls. You probably think I have some sort of cheese fetish and I’m going to lick and suck it off of you. You couldn’t be more wrong. That’s when I reach for a big plastic tub and I flip it over your cock and balls. You have such a puzzled look on your face until you feel the feet scratching against your stomach and your thighs. Then you feel the long tails and the sharp teeth. That’s right I just trapped six massive rats right against your cheese covered cock and balls. The screams of pain as they tear into your flesh makes me double over with laughter. The rats are squealing as they feast on your flesh, blood spraying all over the plastic walls trapping your tormentors against your flesh. You’re straining against the restraints trying desperately to break free but you aren’t going anywhere until I say so and your torture has just begun. The rats haven’t nearly had their fill yet.
I have come up with the perfect way to lure fresh victims right to me. During the summer time parents are always so eager to get their brats out of the house so they can enjoy the warm weather without being tied down. I set up a summer camp and I want you to help me torture our little victims as they come in. You see I know that you are just as twisted and depraved as I am and that’s why this is going to be the perfect arrangement for both of us. Setting it up in the woods gives us the perfect buffer from society. After all parents expect there to be some wilderness exposure and this way we don’t have to worry about anyone hearing their screams as we torment them. Since the camp will last for a few weeks that gives us plenty of time to make our getaway before the parents show up looking for their offspring.
Look at the tempting selection of sweet tender flesh just come pouring right in at our feet. Once the parents are long gone, the real fun begins. We can sneak in the cabins and pick them off one at a time to keep the chaos to a minimum. Let’s take two at a time. That way one can watch while we torture the other. The look of terror on her face as she realizes the fate that lies before her. Let’s rip her clothes from her body and then toy with her like a cat with a mouse. The snap of her head back and forth as I pummel her with my fists makes my nipples stiffen. Let me hold her legs open so you can violate her little virgin holes. It’s such a tight squeeze you really have to ram your cock in. Don’t worry about destroying that little cunt and that little asshole go ahead and pulverize it, she won’t live long enough to squeal anyway. Once we’re done using her as our little fuckdoll it’s time to reach for the chainsaw and the kerosene. Nothing like the smell of burning flesh in the air mingling with screams of terror from her bunkmates.
Every now and then I get a craving for some fresh young flesh. I crave it in an entirely different way than you’re probably thinking right now. I mean sure I do enjoy fucking fresh meat but I also enjoy tasting it. Not just licking a fresh young cunt but literally eating it, taking the pieces of flesh into my mouth chewing and swallowing it down. Of course part of the fun of cannibalism is the hunt and the tormenting of my chosen victim. I attract a lot of the young innocent girls at the club. They’re drawn in by my big tits and my piercings they think that I’ll be a good time between the sheets. I am a good fuck but fucking is the very last thing on my mind tonight. Come with my and join me as we hunt for our evening meal together. Wait in the car while I lure her into my web.
Once we get to the car and she sees you she realizes that something isn’t quite right but the drugs that I slipped into her drink are already beginning to take effect. We get back to my house just in time to take her in before the paralysis sets in for her. She is fully aware of everything that is about to take place but she is literally helpless to even lift a finger in her own defense or to even scream. We have her just where we want her. Strip those clothes off of her while I prepare the special marinade and grab the turkey baster. Mmm the look of horror on her face is so very divine as she begins to realize what we are doing. I take that turkey baster suck up that buttery marinade and begin to squirt it all over her naked body. Then it’s time to bind her hands and feet together with twine like a pig and put her on that spit roast over the fire pit in the back. My privacy fencing is absolutely perfect for keeping prying eyes away as we slowly roast our victim alive. As her flesh begins to cook I reach out and poke her with a fork, her flesh flaking off as I savor the taste of it in my mouth. Our dinner is still awake and aware though she is slowly dying. I can only imagine the horror she must be going through watching us eat the flesh right off her bones as we burn her alive.
You are so very gullible and trusting although I think that a large part of your stupidity right now is coming from the fact that you’re mesmerized by my big tits. You’re always thinking with your cock instead of stopping to use the head on your shoulders for once. I approach you completely confident and lean over to whisper in your ear that I think you’re incredibly sexy and I want to take you back to my place and fuck you. You’re so egotistical that you never stop to think for one second that I might have ulterior motives. You’ve slept your way through half the women in town and you just see it as any other night. You make such easy prey I am really going to enjoy this. Once we get back to my place I take you down to my basement all I have to tell you was that I’m really loud when I’m getting off and I don’t want to bother the neighbors. You eat it up and get rock hard.
Strip naked while I take my time peeling my clothes off. I can feel your eyes glued to me as you stroke your cock in anticipation. I walk toward you with my hand behind my back holding my favorite steel blade. As I get closer I wrap my arms around you and press my lips to yours. I can feel your cock twitching against my thigh eager to fuck me as I plunge my blade into your ribcage. The gasp of pain makes my cunt tingle as I feel and see the blood trickling from your ribs. You double over in pain and shock and that’s when I pull the blade back out and plunge it into you over and over again laughing at the look of horror on your face and the muffled cries gurgling from your throat. Killing brings me more pleasure than the biggest cock could ever do. Once your body is drained of every last drop of blood and you’re slumped in a heap on the floor, I use your blood to masturbate and I squirt all over your dead lifeless face.
I’ve noticed how your new neighbor gives you perpetual blue balls. She’s such a cock tease, the bitch needs to be taught a lesson. She’s constantly jogging past your window in those tiny little shorts with her barely there sports bra on. You can see her ass cheeks sticking out of the bottom of her shorts and her tits bouncing over the top of her bra. She knows exactly what she’s doing. I’m going to wait in the bushes near her front door and when she finishes her jog and goes to unlock her front door that’s when I’ll make my move. I come up behind her and clamp my hand down over her mouth while my other hand presses the cold steel of my switchblade against her throat. I whisper in her ear that if she even thinks about screaming I won’t hesitate to slit her throat and leave her to die in a pool of her own blood. I bind her hands tightly behind her back and drag her over to your apartment. I throw her at your feet and cut her clothes from her body. She’s crying and begging for mercy but she’ll get none of that. Choke her with your cock ram it down the back of her throat while I shove her face so far down that she starts gasping for air. Then I’ll give her a hard kick with my boot so she goes flying onto her back which is the perfect position for me to hold her thighs open while you fuck her like a ragdoll. Don’t hold back and don’t feel bad for the little cock tease for even one second, she’s getting exactly what she deserves. If the bitch keeps carrying on I’m going to really give her a reason to scream! Use every single one of her fuck holes and when you’re done with her, we’ll drug her and dump her on the side of the road somewhere. She won’t remember a thing.
I want you to tell me a story. Not so I can hold the information against you but to make me wet. I want to hear about your deepest, darkest, nastiest, bloodiest secret. I don’t care if you have actually done it, or just think about doing it, I want to know. Maybe it involves someone young, or your ex-wife, or some bitch at work. I don’t care. I want to hear about what you do to them, how you cause them pain way beyond what can be felt with the flesh.
I want to hear about how you keep them, torture them, make them scream or moan. How you play mind games with them, or leave trinkets from their missing loved ones. I want to know about trophy’s you have kept, did you get off on them? Or is it more of a satisfaction of a job well done.
Are you proficient at what you do, or are you progressing with each piece of shit you see fit to train or do away with? I honestly want to know. Think of me as your priest, except I cannot give you forgiveness, but of course you aren’t looking for forgiveness…are you?
Just break in and take the evidence you said, it will be easy you said. You are full of shit! It wasn’t easy at all. I am not even sure why you had to pick a house that was actually occupied by a family. You said it had something to do with giving them a nice welcome home gift when they got back from vacation. I’m not sure if seeing your bedroom covered in blood splatter when you return from a week away is a great welcome home gift, but to you it was.
I got in no problem and went upstairs to the Master bedroom, it was a fucking mess and a half. I found your knife and started to leave the room but just seeing that beautiful copper color soaked into the expensive bed cover got my pussy wet. I laid down on it and started to masturbate, I almost came too but I heard the god damn front door open. Apparently the family came home early from vacation. Lucky me.
I got off the bed and hid in the closet. The Father came in and turned on the light. He stood very very still then called for his wife. She came in and said, “What the FUCK?!?!?” The look on their faces almost made me laugh. I could hear the rest of the family coming up the steps, the Mom rushed out and shut the door behind her. I could hear a small voice asking Mommy what was wrong. Then I heard Mommy lie. Daddy however was taking his cock out. Now it was my time to think, “What the FUCK?!?!?” The dude jacked off all over the bed! What an idiot! Daddy has a little bit of dark inside him I guess.
He went into the bathroom and cleaned up then picked up the phone. I wanted to yell at him about the fact that his cum was now on the same bed as the blood but what ever. If he was stupid enough to call the cops now then he deserved whatever he got. He hung up the phone and started to rub his cum into the bed cover, I played with my pussy, then the most amazing thing happened. He realized what he had done, he quickly gathered up the sheets and ran out of the room. I put my pants back on and got the fuck out of there.
As I was getting in my car three cop cars screeched to a halt outside of the house. That stupid mother fucker is going to jail for sure. This is all a nice surprise for me, and you, YOU, actually got away with it. You never cease to amaze me.
In honor of National Pharmacist Day I have decided to turn myself into a drug. Wouldn’t that be fantastic? Me? A drug? I think so and what is a drug without a commercial. Without further ado I give you Indigodone HCL.
If you have experienced Pissing me off, giving me dirty looks, talking about me behind my back, being a full on cunt, being annoying, being worthless, or I just straight up do not like you for no reason in particular, then you should talk to me about Indigodone HCL.
When taking Indigodone HCL it is important to know the risks. Side effects have been reported which include: Sudden onset of stab wounds, burn marks, evisceration, beheading, torture, ligature marks, hemorrhaging from your genital areas, forced penetration, widening of your asshole, widening of your cunt, grotesque mutilation, abuse of a corpse, being brutally violated with something sharp, head injuries, and psychological breaks. In extreme cases death has occurred…who am I kidding, death always occurs.
In a double blind study where those given Indigodone HCL experienced traumatic deaths. Those who were given a placebo were grateful to survive.
Do not take Indigodone HCL if you are: Pregnant, planning on becoming Pregnant, ever thought of being Pregnant, sat next to a Pregnant woman on a bus, walked past the Maternity section in a store, or asked someone their due date only to find out that they are not pregnant…awkward.
Indigodone HCL is not available over the counter, or in any store. If you think you would like to try Indigodone HCL then you are one crazy son of a bitch.
I love to decorate my body, I have ink done as you can see, I have piercings, I wear make up and I wear jewelry. Sometimes however, a body needs to go above and beyond that type of decoration. I am referring to marks. The deep to the skin they go, the better. Old scars healed over by time, rough, and imperfection against perfect skin that will never fade. It is forever lasting. Beautiful ugly reminders of a traumatic wound.
There are times where I love to decorate others. You know exactly whom I mean. I think I like to play with those who consider themselves to be “emo”. How stupid is that? Sad little cunts that know nothing about the world yet they bitch, cry and cut instead of just having a fucking conversation about what is bothering them. Idiots, the lot of them.
I give them a lesson on what pain is really like, how cutting is supposed to be done. None of this bullshit little slices and nicks. Oh no, I want to see the purple rise to the surface when the ropes are finally taken off of their ankles, wrists and throats. I want to see real tears wash away that dark eyeliner. I want to see them as I press the cold steel sharp blade of a knife deep within their skin. Then we stitch them up and play with them again another day, so when they finally are kicked out they will be decorated with the most perfect marks in the world.