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I have been standing at the edge of the forest watching him, my cunt soaking wet with anticipation. I know his fucking schedule now. His ass is mine tonight. I watch him get in his car and drive away. He has no fucking idea what his night will be like. My fucking heart is beating out of my chest as I creep up to the house. I let myself in easily, locks only keep honest people out. It is time to case this fucking joint. I grab a snack out of the fridge and walk around mapping every inch of this fucking place in between bites, I fuck myself with this bright orange carrot. I take a shower in his brightly colored bathroom as I plot and plan and get fucking worked up. The anticipation of the hunt and kill are so exhilarating. He won’t be home for a while and as I nap on his bed I dream of blood and carnage. I will hide when he comes home and watch him for hours as my blood lust builds to a peek. Then I will show my self. At first he will be scared out of his fucking wits, but I will seduce him and slip him some of the potion I just brewed. He will be under my control. I can’t wait to rip into his fucking flesh. I have picked out the sharpest knives in the kitchen and I will use them. As I am fucking him I will cut him from his breast bone down to his navel. Not deep enough to kill him, no not yet, just deep enough to enjoy the bright red blood that will ooze from the wound. I will ride his cock until it is just about to cum and then I will hop off and let him squirt his jizz onto his belly mixing his cum with his blood which I will lap up like a cat in a milk bowl. I will drag him bleeding and breathless, intoxicated by my potion back to my home in the woods. The alter and candles are all ready for him. Tonight while the moon is full and high he will be my sacrifice. The gods should be pleased he is a fucking fine ass specimen. I should increase my powers with this blood offering. When it is over I will castrate him and make him mine forever. Tonight is going to be a good night!
Imagine how fucking wet my pussy got when I found these old surgical instruments in the hospital dumpster while dumpster diving today. Never mind you can’t because you have no clue how many ways I can use these instruments of torture.
As I sit here, in the woods and make this wonderful elixir for my “guest” this evening. This is a special brew, I call it my “zombie juice” it will render whomever is lucky enough to be chosen, totally conscious yet immobile. Oh yes, my guest will be able to see and feel every minute of this yet not be able to fight or run.
No need for ropes or restraints tonight just a little sip of my special brew.
I want my new friend to feel it as I use the scalpel to carefully remove eyelids. That is going to be first, no closing your eyes sweetie. Next I will carefully, ok maybe not carefully, remove the tongue, which I will eat before I continue. I don’t want my guest to bleed to death to soon, I want it to be nice and slow as I dissect and dismember; saving each body part and organ for future rituals and food.
Night fall can not cum soon enough. I haven’t stopped cumming since I found these beautiful little tools that will bring me such pleasure and my guest such pain….