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The lights in the night sky have been strange and unnatural of late. As I sit and watch fascinated I find my mind wondering to the possibilities. Could it be UFO’s? The idea of aliens brought wild thoughts to my mind and made me horny as hell. What could be better then fucking an alien? What do their dicks look like? Do they even have dicks? Do they abduct humans like in the movies and do grisly experiments on them? My pussy was alive and wet with the thoughts! Little did I know….
The lights continued to dance in the dark night sky over the next several days. They seemed to get closer each night. My thoughts got stronger, the fantasies in my mind more intense with each passing night as I laid on the ground watching and masturbating, cumming over and over again.
What is that sound? The leaves are rustling near by. I have lived out here for a long time and know the sound of the animals of the night. This was no animal. I got up and crept into the dense woods dimly lit by the moon light. I could not believe what I was seeing…they walked up right but they certainly were not human. I watched from my vantage point pinching my nipples which were now hard as hell while my pussy got wetter. Finally I lost site of them and went back home to fuck myself into a frenzy thinking about what I just saw.
I was fast asleep when I felt the warmth of the light and felt myself floating. I had to be dreaming right? Wrong! I was being abducted! I could not move, could not talk but I was aware of what was happening.
Once inside the craft I could see several bodies on metal tables being poked and probed. It was eerily quiet and smelled very sterile, almost like a hospital, but not exactly. I could feel my pussy getting ready to explode as they put me on a table. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a man in some type of device with a girl kneeling in front of him sucking his cock and I exploded uncontrollably. I felt their cold, clammy hands between my legs pushing into me, gathering my cum. Then I felt the searing pain of a metal rod being shoved into my abdomen. The rest was a fog, but when I woke up in the morning there were sores all over my stomach where they had their way with me. And I came again!
I hope they come again tonight!
I saw him while I was eating lunch. I could tell by looking at him that he was just what I was looking for. I went over to his table and helped myself to the seat across from him. He looked at me with haunted eyes and my pussy instantly got wet as possibilities ran through my head.
I have been looking for just the right one for a week now. It is getting harder and harder to just look at them tied up and masturbate with out touching them. But Lucifer gave me specific instructions and I know the consequences if I do not obey.
It took awhile to get him to talk, he is so introverted, which was perfect.
As soon as I got him away from people and started talking about them, his eyes lit up like light bulbs. My pussy began to gush cum and I knew he was the right choice. My Lord would be pleased tonight.
He told me how he had been in treatment and how wrong his thoughts were according to his Family and Therapist. His family is going to be mighty upset because in one afternoon and night I am going to undo all this bullshit they have put in his head.
I can’t stop cumming as I take his hand and lead him deeper into the woods. As we approach my cabin I tell him it is OK to want their young bodies, tight and innocent and not yet touched. It is OK to touch them and feel their warm pink skin under his hands.
I open the door and there they are naked and tied up against the wall. His breathing gets faster instantly and when I look into his eyes; my eyes glowing red like fire; I know he is mine and will take them all for me.
I always spend days preparing for their arrival, by keeping my pussy nice and wet,my body shaved and anointed and my camp stocked with anything I think they might desire during their stay.
I know that they will spend one night on spells, one night on conjuring and one night using me for their pleasure, which is part of the price I must pay for their knowledge of the dark arts and to further my desire to be closer to the Dark Lord.
They will give me a potion that I will gladly drink and they will surround me as my mind is cleared and I am ready for the gifts they are about to bestow upon me.
I will stand in the center and they will chant around me until it is time. I will slit my wrists and offer them my life force, blood. This is only the beginning I have to wait and see what else will happen over the time of their visit.
I am always alive with anticipation and my pussy stays wet in preparation and this time is no different.
He was so interested in witchcraft. he had to know all bout it and wanted to learn. He wanted me to teach him everything I knew. Poor silly people, they have no clue about witchcraft.
They don’t know how many different kinds of witchcraft there are. They don’t understand that one can practice dark magic, sadistic, evil blood thirsty magic. Full of sacrifice and covens and rituals. They think it is all about pixie dust and fairies.
But he wanted to learn, the poor disillusion fool.
I took him to my place, i made a potion that he drank willingly. It didn’t take long for him to feel it’s effects. and it took me even less time to lay him on my alter and possess him. I took him completely. I kept the best parts of him for my own.
I am sitting here by the fire staring into the eyes that are no longer in his skull. holding the cock that is now skewed on a stick for me to pleasure myself again.
Poor silly man, he gave me his all and I enjoyed taking it.
As long as I could remember he beat her ass. Every night, not just once in a while. He beat her bloody with in an inch of her life. I remember being young and the sound of her screams ringing in my ears as I covered my head with the sheets trying to drown it out.
I don’t know when it happened but there came a time when I had to see it with my own eyes. I would sneak down the steps and hide and watch as each blow of his fist caused the blood to squirt in long streams like a water gun squirting water across the room.
At first I couldn’t watch, then i could if I peeked through my fingers but as time went on the scene before me became mesmerizing.
When I started going threw puberty and watched a feeling started deep in between my legs that I couldn’t ignore. I would watch and stick my hands down my pants trying to make the yearning go away that watching her get beat caused.
One day he heard me. I was so scared , I just knew I was going to be beat too and up till now he never laid a hand on me. I tried to creep into the shadows so he wouldn’t see me but it was to late.
He saw me there, eyes wide with a mix of fear, apprehension and excitement and my hand in my panties.
With the same hands he was beating her with, all covered in blood, he gently picked me up and laid me on the couch. He told me to continue what I was doing and that she needed to be beaten a little more.
I could see him watching me out of the corner of his eye rubbing my cunt harder every time he hit her.
he turned to me and asked if I really wanted to know the pleasure i was trying to find watching her get beat and feeling the build up in between my legs.
I shook my head yes and that is when he showed me the satisfaction that one only gets from causing pain and releasing pleasure.
it wasn’t long after that he did her in and brought us new woman often, he would beat them and fuck me.
When I first realized that nothing made me happier then serving the dark lord I had lots of work to do. I discovered early on that nothing made my pussy wetter then causing pain and reeking havoc. Perfecting the arts of black magic and offering sacrifices gave me purpose and satisfied my dark soul.
The early years of learning the craft took lots of study and practice to perfect. I had to learn spells and incantations and rituals and what we need to make these things successful. I practiced day and night in secret because my parents would have flipped if they knew what I was doing.
Finally I had grown and learned enough to begin hypnosis. I will never forget the day I came up with my plan to perfect the art. I would use my parents. It was perfect, I could practice and get stronger and in the end I could eliminate the two old fuckers and get away with it.
I started by sneaking into their room each night and playing subliminal messages encouraging them to want to have sex with me. I began dressing provocatively soon after in front of them and when they didn’t object but gave me that longing stare I knew it was working.
Soon I began making the suggestions in a veiled way during conversation molding their thoughts and making them mine.
Before long I had them both in my bed doing things I knew their vanilla christian asses would never do.
As my control over them increased they became more zombie like walking around with out a clue and doing exactly as I wanted. They willingly turned over their finances and signed the deeds to all real property over to me.
Finally the time had come, we were going tot take a trip to a cabin in the mountains. There they were going to do each other in while I watched, a murder suicide all choreographed by my hypnotic suggestion that would begin with S&M sadistic sex, cutting each other, beating and torturing each other and ending in a snuff scene created by my sick and twisted mind and designed for my pleasure.
When it was l over with I would turn on the gas stove and light a fire in the fire place leaving the accident to happen all on it’s own.
I will never forget the thrill of that day. It was the first taste of real power, real dark pleasure and I haven’t gone back since.
This little bitch thought she was going to tell me no. she thought she actually had a choice in things. I have to admit she was strong willed, she fought me all night tooth and nail. I beat her with in an inch of her life and she still defied me. Spitting ion my face, telling me I would never break her. I did every thing I could think of to make her submit, to bow down to me and give in. Finally I gave up. But only for the night. I has an idea a damned good one to. When the sun came up I left her there tied to the tree in the full rays of the heat with nothing to drink and nothing to eat while I went into town. I came back with a dog shock collar. This bitch may have won the battle last night but I was about to win the war. I placed it around her neck and the fun began. The intensity of the shocks increased and soon her resilience waned and by noon I won. She did just as I asked before I killed her stupid ass for all the trouble she gave me. I am keeping the collar and will use it again, for my pleasure.
He abducted both of them on Halloween, tonight we prep her for the cauldron. It is filled with water, potatoes, carrots and fresh herbs. she is so meaty and fresh. we have her shaved and ready. first he will take her cunt and empty his load deep inside her. Her friend is scrawny but we will save her for another day. she is going to help prepare her friend for the pot, we have some nice olive oil and we will let her friend oil her up and watch as we drop her in the pot. This is going to be her nourishment so she will be nice and plump when we cook her. She won’t get the rump roast or the thighs, the meaty and juicy parts, we will feed her the feet and calves and arms and save the best cuts for our selves. The tears are flowing down both their cheeks and they know what is about to come. We lower the plump one into the water slowly, watching as her skin changes from white to red, lowering her inch by inch into the cauldron until we push her head down under the water and watch her stew to perfection. The table is set, the house is filled with the delicious aroma of fresh meat and tonight we feast!
The night is pitch black except for the glow of the new moon high in the sky. Not one star flickers in the sky and the thrill and anticipation is heavy in the air, looming like the thick fog that surrounds my naked body. I am glistening with a mixture of sweat and dew as the pulse beats hard and steady in my neck.
She is laying there on the alter, eyes staring blindly upwards. I have shaved her head, her arm pits and her sweet little pussy. I was surprised to find that her clit is pierced and has a silver ball through it. I decide to leave it in, I think my lord of evil will be pleased with the ornament.
The moon must rise just a little further so that it is directly center in the dark sky before I begin my decapitation and sacrifice. I speak to her softly and offer her a dip of red wine as I wipe her brow. She has long since stopped fighting and has accepted her fate as inevitable. I thank her once again for her gift and kiss her gently on the lips before raising my machete high into the air. I can’t help but notice as the moon light glistens off the blade before I bring it down to sever the first limb. She lets out a ear piercing scream before loosing consciousness and I cum hard as the blood pours from her body.
Hell fucking yes! I have snuffed plenty of fucking bitches but never have I watched a bitch go. I don’t think I have ever been more fucking turned on by anything in my life. Just thinking about it makes me cum over and over again.
The bitch lived in a creepy old fucking house. I had a blast exploring that old fucking place while she was out and I waited for the fun I was going to have with her. I stayed hidden when she came home and fucked myself while I watched her from the closet. If she only knew what was going to happen when the sun went down and the day was over.
She took her shower and laid down in that big old wooden bed, thinking she was safe and sound in her room…NOT BITCH.
I came out of the closet and stood by the bed watching her sleep. My pussy just aching to see the bright red blood on the white sheets as it oozed out of her body.
I put my hand over her mouth and got right up to her face, staring into the wide frightened eyes of hers. My wild eyes meeting her stare as I contemplated if I wanted to make this fast or slow. I so wanted to see and smell and feel the blood.
I couldn’t wait I had to do it, taking out my knife and cumming as it glistened in the moonlight cumming in the window I put it to her throat. I cut that bitches throat so deep that her head was attached by only a mall piece of flesh at the back of her neck. The blood flowing out of her life less body like a river on the white sheets.
I got it all over my hands smelling it, tasting it, rubbing it on my face. But what happened next made me cum harder then I ever have. As I stepped back and admired my handy work I watched her leave her body. It was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen!
This just gives me one more reason to kill, and that is the hope that I will see this again when I snuff my next victim.