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My guy and I went all out this week when it comes to the next of the seven deadly sins. We grabbed someone rather well known or even more well-known these days, it’ll be hard to trump this victim.
We made it short and simple. My guy has nothing but disgust with the person we had. He wouldn’t stop talking and wouldn’t stop trying to push is so called weight around. My guy doesn’t care about money or power or position like our victim. My guy likes victims who have a lot to lose, but never think about others only themselves.
We didn’t give this guy much choice, only two. Get scalped and have his head dipped in a solution that will make his skin continuously develop boils and pus oozing forever. Or…get your cock cut off.
My guy told me to start jerking this piece of shit off. He was so smug he even thought to talk dirty to me as if he wasn’t in the middle of a dangerous situation. The victim reached his hand over and grabbed my pussy, I just smiled because I knew what was about to happen, but he actually thought it was foreplay. I’m jerking and jerking and he is getting close to cumming and being pretty loud about it. Just as he is just on the verge, my guy hands me a super sharp pair of scissors and orders me to cut his cock off. I held it upright and in one clean severing motion I hacked it off. If you could have heard it, it was pure joy. I’m not sure the victim knew what had happened, adrenaline from being close to orgasm. Of course, that wore off pretty quickly when I dangled his dismembered member in front of his face. I turned and looked at my guy and asked why we gave him choices. “Let’s just see what happens when we show the world this dickless wonder babe.” He said. We both laughed while we poured cauterizing agent on the end of this assholes nub…not that it was that big, to begin with. We sold the pictures and video to the highest bidders. We sold his cock on eBay. And we donated half to animal shelters across the country and the other half to veterans.
We’ve taken the envious bitch to the basement dungeon and bound her to an ass fucking bench. My guy doesn’t intend on releasing her, she is just going to be anyone’s ass slave that he wants to let have her. It’s my job to feed and give her water because she is tied to the ass bench 24/7.
Every now and then my guy goes down there and I hear her whimpering and crying. This last time he had me come with him, he told me she was about to get sutures. I was confused by that… thinking he might be sewing a wound. We got down there and she started crying right away, my guy slapped her face and told her to shut the fuck up. She did but tears were streaming down her face. He started to release the straps holding her down to the bench, he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder and carried her to a table and strapped her down again, legs wide. He went over to the workbench he has and grabbed a large U-shaped needle and some very thick thread almost string really. Without any numbing or knocking her out, he started to sew her pussy lips together, she screamed her head off as the needle began to pierce her skin. Irritated he quickly grabbed a towel and jammed it into her mouth and said “Fuck it’s hard to concentrate with that fucking screaming and shit. Shut up bitch.” The needle went through again and her whole body tightened up against the pain. The towel was stuffed into her mouth enough that should couldn’t make a sound anymore except whimpers. When he was done he explained to me, clearly so she could hear it, that he was going to be leaving her sewn up and make little cuts in her pussy lips now and then so they would heal together and close off her clit area forever. Her eyes got wide in the realization that she wasn’t going anywhere. My guy lets any cock that is interested use her ass with no pleasure for her clit ever again. He took a marker and wrote on a piece of big paper “Envy is the art of wanting what isn’t yours. The grief comes from losing something you’ve already had.” He laid the paper on the floor and put the bitch back on the ass fucking bench so she could be reminded why she was here in this situation.
Moving on this week from greed, I thought about envy. What does it mean really? Not just wanting something someone else has but also being happy that they are being deprived of it.
A woman I unfortunately know is always bitching about her man’s tiny cock and how she wants my guy to fuck her. She talks about how she bets he has a nice big cock. Fucking bitch pisses me off, talking about wanting my man. So I told him about it, he reacted coolly with a “does she now.” I didn’t know what he had in mind until a week later. I came home to find a black man in my living room stroking his cock, and my man not in the house. I said hello and who are you. He said, “The dude paid me to sit here hard until he comes back with some white bitch that needs to get fucked in the ass.” I nodded my head and asked if he wanted anything. He said no and sat there playing with his big fucking cock.
The door burst open and my guy is carrying a woman over his shoulder. He sees me when he comes in, turns about to show me her face and says “is this bitch who you are talking about babe?” I laughed and said yes. She didn’t seem awake; he said he knocked her out when she wouldn’t shut up. He flopped her onto the couch and started taking her clothes off while I filmed. She started coming around some so my guy shoved his cock down her throat to really wake her up. She started to choke and came around, while my guy had his cock down her throat he told the BBC guy to get his cock ready to slam it in her ass. My guy pulled his cock out of her mouth as she opened her eyes and my guy said, “fuck her man.” And the BBC rammed his cock into her ass. He had a huge cock, it was lubed but her ass hadn’t been primed or anything. She screamed out when he buried himself balls deep into her asshole. My video captured the moment it went in her ass. She started to struggle probably after the initial shock wore off. My guy knocked her on the back of the head again and she was out. The BBC said, “Holy shit man her asshole just went totally relaxed.” And then he started to really pound her ass.
You may be wondering how a person can be greedy with sex. In my last blog I told you about a woman who had fucked my new guy, came a bunch of times and right before my guy was going to cum she got dressed and left. Normally a guy might rant and rave and be pissed but then forget it after a while. Not my guy, he doesn’t forget.
He made a plan to kidnap the bitch and show her that greed can actually kill you. There is an old shed on some property my guy knows about. It’s not his, but he knows no one will come snooping because it is a drug manufacturers/dealers land and when he is growing, it’s well protected. My guy is buddies with the dealer so here we are. Grabbing the bitch was pretty easy, she didn’t know me. She opened the door when I knocked, I quickly shoved a needle in her thigh and injected the ketamine into her, she was unconscious almost immediately. She dropped inside her house, so I simply went in opened the garage door and we loaded her into the van. There is an old shed on the property where pot used to be grown, we put the bitch on a dolly and rolled her to it. He had made this make shift table just wide and long enough for her body. He cut all her clothes off and flung her limp body onto the table. He started strapping down from head to toe, and shoved a ball gag in her mouth. He turned and looked at me with a sly devilish smile and said “Watch this babe.” He got this contraption from the van and set it up between her legs. It had a dildo and vibe attached to it. I thought to myself…well that isn’t going to be torture really. I was wrong.
He gave her the reversing agent for the ketamine and started slapping her to come to. Once she was aware of her surroundings she tried to move and scream, but couldn’t. My guy laughed then brought his face up to hers so she could see him and he asked “Do you remember me you greedy little bitch.” She nodded her head as tears came down her cheeks. He laughed and put just a drop of lube on the big dildo, positioned the machine and guided the dildo into her pussy and the vibrator over her clit. He turned the machine on and it slowly started to move. Ahh a fucking machine. He turned the speed up to medium/high and she started to moan. He laughed again “She won’t be moaning for long.” I looked at him with confusion as we walked back to the van. “Are we leaving her there?” I asked and he nodded. Two days later he called me up and said “Let’s go visit the greedy bitch.” I agreed mostly out of curiosity. We got to the shed, and now I could see what he was doing. The fucking machine had been going for these 2 whole days. Her pussy was wrecked; there was blood all over her legs and on the floor. The fucking machine had ruptured blood vessels or something inside her vag, her insides were wrapped around the dildo as if it had gotten so dry it just ripped right out of her. She was dead. Fucked to death.
On week two of our 7 deadly sins journey we are going to take a look at Greed. This week my new guy has picked someone from his past, and this one must have really pissed him off.
They met at a gas station, a meet cute type of thing, they were instantly attracted, she had just moved here. He took her to his home and of course one thing lead to another and they were fucking. My guy has a lot of fucked up things he wants to do but I have to say he is an excellent fuck, he always makes sure I get off first and sometimes second before he is thinking about himself. At least that is how he is with me. This bitch, he made her cum, squirt even while he licked, finger fucked and eventually fucked her with his cock. He said she came several times that he could tell. As he started to get close to cumming and needed to pound the fuck out of her pussy, she got up as if to change positions, but started getting dressed. He said he lay there looking at her completely confused. He said she told him she came and that was all she wanted. I’m pretty sure that would piss off any guy! He had heard her name in his social circles as she became friendlier with the neighborhood. People, the men, were talking about some greedy bitch; she gets off, sometimes repeatedly then suddenly gets dressed and leaves. He thought this bitch needs a lesson. So begins week two…Greed.
Continued
Last time we talked, I had just told you about our first week of the 7 deadly sins. We started with gluttony and a giant fat woman. My current man has a fetish for mutilation and snuff sex.
I don’t think she knew she was eating her own fat, or that he had even cut it off of her. The fat bitch even started to enjoy it. My new guy made a burger covered with all kinds of stuff and covered it with her blood. She was so out of it she ate it like any other burger.
He started to cut her up the middle and laid out each piece still attached to her back. Once he was done nothing was left of her front, the fat was all splayed out around her. You could see her ribs, her abdomen, even her pussy with all the fat removed. She wasn’t responding to him slapping her due to blood loss so he gave her a shot of adrenaline and she came to. He set up and mirror to show her how her fat was removed and she started to scream again but she could barely get any sound out, she was starting to die. He looked her in the eyes and said I’m going to fuck your slimmed down pussy while you die you bitch and tears started rolling down her face. He laughed and took his pants down and said “Fat ass, your crying only got me nice and hard.” And a maniacal laugh followed. He fucked her for several hours even after she died. When I didn’t think he could fuck anymore, he cut off a piece of the fat and sat down next to me. He handed me the piece of fat and said hold this around my cock, and he came again and again. We left with her dead and fat starting to rot all around her. Rigor had set in and it was funny to see her huge fat legs spread out all on their own from him fucking her.
Guess we are onto a new sin next week, this one is done dead. Let’s see what will be next….
The new guy I am seeing is one sadistic fucker. He likes to torture fat women and teach them about being gluttonous pigs. After all his depraved activities he loves to fuck me hard and deep. Maybe it’s all the buildup while he tortures, I am not really sure how his mind works.
He targeted this monster fat ass he found online. She weighed close to 700 pounds and he was trying to figure out get to her. There was no way we would get this cow out of her house so we decided to go to her.
The night of his set up for torture we went to the obese woman’s house and poured a drug onto the air conditioner sticking out of the shitty houses window. The coughing started in the fat woman’s room; she and her man friend were asleep. We loaded the man into his trunk and I drove him out to the middle of nowhere so my new guy could get started.
First he goes to the kitchen and gathers supplies from the victim’s house. He grabbed a garbage bag, clean up supplies etc. This time he put a frying pan on the stove and turned theheat on to low, to warm up the pan he said, but I wasn’t exactly sure why.
He started to let the huge woman wake up. It wasn’t as if she could run away…she’s trapped in her own body. He took out a pair of gloves and a scalpel. He began to cut open her belly very gracefully. Making sure to only remove fat, the woman started screaming at the top of her lungs. He took the urine padding that was soiled inthe garbage and shoved it in her mouth. He went back to cutting a fillet. Once he had a nice slab off, he set it on a plate and walked to the kitchen. He took grabbed the large prong fork and slapped the piece into the cast iron skillet. It smelled horrible, searing flesh and fat. He tended to it like it was a steak, salting and turning it when it was done on one side. When it looked…cooked? He put it back on the plate and walked back into the cow’s room. She was clearly weeping uncontrollably with that urine pad in her mouth. He laughed and said “So, you are ok with letting your body go and being a useless member of society? Well I think we are going to reduce your foot print on the earth today.” He took a steak knife and a fork and stabbed into the flap of fat he had cut from her and cooked. It smelled rancid, but he grabbed the pad out of her mouth, squeezed her jaw as much as he could get his hands around and started making her eat her own cooked fat.
To be continued…..
As we come into a new week I had an idea of how to spend the next 7 weeks or so with you exploring the 7 deadly sins and see where it can take us. I am hoping for a deep dark journey into every nook and cranny of snuff…in a 7 deadly sins motif.
I wasn’t sure what to start with, envy, lust, pride…7 to choose from, 7 to salivate and bite your lip over. Lust almost seems too obvious for us don’t you think? So let’s start with a truly retched one. Gluttony, I don’t want to give too much away for the first edition of 7 weeks of deadly sins. I will tell you this. You know how fat is always the tastiest part of almost everything? That ring of gristle on the edge of your steak, that pork chop with the tasty rim of fat. Maybe we’ll let our gluttonous whore really taste some gristle.
This guy I know only enjoys necrophilia sex…and I ended up helping him. He came over one night wanting to just hang out and chat. It was Friday night and we just sat and had coffee, but I started feeling strange. My head was fuzzy and I wanted to go to sleep. When I woke up I covered head to toe in plastic wrap. I was totally immobile and could only breathe with the small slit by my mouth and nose. My face and eyes were wrapped as well. I couldn’t even move my fingers; it felt as though each one was wrapped individually.
I started to feel myself being turned over. And after a bit of nothing I feel a sharp suddenly split in my ass and it keeps going harder and faster, he’s fucking my ass. I try to make a noise but my throat, where my voice box is, is taped tightly enough to constrict me from making any noise at all. I feel him cumming in my ass and then I am rolled over again. I don’t know how long passed by when I again felt I was being fucked, this time in my pussy. I could help getting wet, I was being fucked. I felt clamps on my tits being pulled too hard for me to take, I tried again to scream or yell but I couldn’t. I lost count how many times he fucked my pussy and my ass. He used me up really hard.
I woke up, said Thursday on my clock. I was in bed, naked, really sore ass and a really sore pussy. When I was finally oriented to my surroundings…I figure out it’s been 2 weeks. Holy fuck.
We took a woman hostage. She was young, maybe 20 and a real bitch, that’s why we took her to begin with. She was mouthing off to my friend in a line at the movies. We snatched her while the theater was dark. She was going to scream but the knife in her ribs made her think otherwise.
We got her to his house, stripped her and immediately shoved a butt plug in her ass. She was screaming and yelling to let her go and asking if we know who she is. Neither of us cared. He took each of her wrists and wrapped rope around them, they were attached to a pulley on the ceiling and he hoisted her off the ground with a nice jerk. She screamed as one of her arms was jerked upwards the wrong direction, dislocating it. He clamped her nipples with a dress pants hanger; they pinched so hard it looked like her nipples would come off. He did the same with her clit. She was endlessly screaming so he told her if she made one more sound other than ones she was told to make he would cut out her voice box.
He took out all his stress and frustrations out on her body. With a large wooden paddle he cracked her across the ass very hard many times. As her skin started to turn deep purple, his hardening cock would get even more visible through his pants. He took the clamp off of her clit and she made a half scream, but remembered his threat. He put cuffs around each ankle and hoisted them into the air. Her body suspended, face down, he quickly jabbed the knife into her throat cutting her voice box. He laughed, “That’ll shut you up you fucking bitch.”
The torture continues next time….