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The Director

Taboo phone sexAh the Arts.  Don’t you just love them? I certainly do.  Especially independent films.  Low budget, shot in basements, tunnels, living rooms, or dark dirt roads.  It doesn’t matter where really, what I like about them is the subject matter.  My favorite plots involve an unstable person.  Like myself.  Someone who likes to come up with creative ways to bring pain into the lives of others.  Someone who isn’t afraid to not be Politically Correct in their views. 

I want to see a victim, laying there, unable to move.  I want to see the pain and fear creep into their eyes as they are maliciously violated.  I want to see holes widened to the point that blood flows freely.  I want to hear them beg, cry, scream and gasp for breath.  I want to see person after person use them to the point where their mind snaps.

I’m getting excited just writing about it.  When I get into this sort of mood I start to crave some play time.  If I cannot get that in the outside world, I either watch one of the movies that I described above, or I play with one of the victims here.  Talk about easy access.  Take Fiona for example.  Pretty girl, but the bitch can take a beating.  She also can take a good asshole ripping fuck session, especially when it is forced upon her.  Then end it all with a big fat cock being crammed down her throat so she is asphyxiated by it. Maybe, just maybe, I can talk her into being in my own independent film.  I’ll tell her that of course it will just be acting, and she will survive … maybe.  I’m sure she will agree to it, and if she doesn’t, then I just may do it anyway.

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Smoke And Mirrors

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She was easy to get wasn’t she?  It is amazing what some will do when you give them things.  There we were, sitting at the Vape bar just having a great time and she walked in.  It was her first time in a place like this, you could tell right off.  She didn’t even know what a blank was.  You and I chuckled at her, as did a lot of other people.  She looked like she was going to cry.  It was then that I saw that look in your eye.  The one that asks the question, “Raven? You want to have some fun?” I smiled back at you and you winked at me.

Within a few minutes you, her and I were sitting off to the side.  We taught her some of the terminology, how to vape and just talked in general.  You even offered to fill up a blank for her.  Aren’t you nice? No, you really aren’t.  I know what you put in there, she however, did not.  There she was, enveloped in smoke, slowly drifting off.  Just a few more minutes and we would have our play thing.

Once the effect wore off she was very surprised to find herself naked.  Remember how she argued, calling us all those names.  I never understood why they do that.  Call us names that is.  Do they think it is going to hurt our feelings and we will just let them go? Yeah, NO!  Those swear words of hers quickly turned into whimpers of pain.  It was glorious!

Tracking The Piggy Slut

Taboo phone sexDid you see the look on her face when you let her out? She was stunned and so excited!  You told her she could go home, but you lied.  You are so bad. There she was at the back door thinking that when she opened it she could be free.  It was just a game.  One that we came up with, but when you threw in the little bit about her being able to return home to her Mommy and Daddy I had to hold back the laughter.  Stupid little bitch thought you were serious.  That is until you yanked her back over the doorstep by her hair and told her to run.

I started to count loudly while you explained the rules to her.  IF she managed to get away from me you would let her go, BUT if I found her that would be the end of her.  The way her tiny body started to shake as she grasped what it was you were telling her almost made me smile!  Of course I didn’t wait the whole time you said I would.  As soon as I crossed the field and into the woods I could hear her.  Panting, moving over the leaves.  She was sobbing and trying to run.  I called out her name, “PIG SLUT! OOOOOOOH PIGGY SLUT!  I’M GOING TO FIND YOOOOOOOOU!”  She actually screamed.  I laughed out loud.

I started to yell out all the things that would could do to her.  I could see her right ahead of me.  I pretended to fall as she looked back over her shoulder, her face twisted in fear and panic.  It wasn’t long at all before I became tired of running around after her.  I closed in and grabbed her arm.  I had to punch her in the face to get her to stop screaming.  As I heaved her over my shoulder I told her that all pigs get slaughtered some day, and today was her day.

Taking Up Space

Torture phone sexI love abandoned hospitals and asylums.  I hate new ones.  Although there is a lot of heart ache, pain, agony, and death in them, I think people should just fucking die if they are sick.  Why hang on and drive up the cost of everything for those of us whom are healthy, just die already you fucktards. 

I think instead of hospitals humans should do the decent thing and just turn themselves over to be eliminated.  Just think of how wonderful the world would be if we just killed the sick, cull the heard of the dying so to speak.  Health Insurance would come way down, maybe even go away all together.  Over population wouldn’t be an issue, because…killing.    Think of the businesses that would crop up, it would be like going home in that movie Soylent Green but without the biscuits. 

What I would love to do is get an abandoned asylum and just push those fuckers inside.  No food, no water, no care.  Just let them fend for themselves until they just give up the ghost.  Of course it wouldn’t just be them roaming around complaining that they are hungry.  Hell no, what fun would that be…for me.  I think once a month we would have a hunt.  You know, big money, sick minds, and booze.  Sounds like a party to me. 

Can you imagine paying money to kill someone?  And it would be totally legal.  Happiness!  I know this all sounds a lot like “The Purge” but it wouldn’t be, if you cannot pay the funds then you do not get to slaughter, plain and simple.  To make it even more fun and deviant, I think that if there was someone who could actually conjure demons to play with the guests would be great too. Oh, and to make even more money for myself, there could be some sort of reality show about the whole thing. 

What do you think of my idea? The wheels in my head are spinning and I’m getting giddy just thinking about it! VIVA LA TORTURE in all forms!

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No Good Deed

Killer phone sexThere is a saying that goes: “No good deed goes unpunished.”  But what if the person who does the good deed also doles out the punishment?  I am all about helping out and being kind…riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. That is why on Random Acts of Kindness Day (who comes up with this shit?) I decided to do something oh so kind to someone who deserved it. 

I cannot stand men who are up and up Tools.  Actually asshole guys in general are not my thing.  If I wanted to hang out with an asshole, I’ll cut it off someone and carry their sphincters around in my back pocket.  It could be my best friend.  Anyway, back to it.  I was out driving around because it has been seriously nice here where I live and I saw a guy sitting on his porch drinking a beer.  Normally I wouldn’t stop, but dude was gorgeous.  I pulled over, walked up to him and asked him if I could have a beer.

He smiled and said, “Sure.”  We sat outside for a bit then we went inside to ‘talk’.  Nah, we went inside to fuck.  He kept looking at himself in a full length mirror the whole time he was fucking me.  Making faces, watching himself, saying how good he was and how lucky I was for having his cock inside of me.  After he came; which by the way was done facing the mirror into his hand so he could watch himself ejaculate; he laid down next to me and said, “Aren’t you going to thank me?”

Oh I was going to thank him alright.  I excused myself to go and get my cigs and a couple more beers.  I came back and offered him one of my cigs.  He said, “Why don’t you hold it to my lips for me, that is what other bitches I have fucked have done for me.”  So I KINDLY agreed.  I placed the cig against his lips, and lit it.  He took a few drags of it then he didn’t look so well.  I handed him his already open beer, he chugged it down, and he actually started to look worse.  There I was, waiting on him hand and foot out of pure kindness and he had the nerve to accuse me of putting something in the cig and beer.  Now would I do that?

He got up and tried to make it to the bathroom but he keeled over by the dresser.  He started to shake violently, he turned toward me and I could see the white froth start to form around his mouth.  I took a sip of beer and lit a cig.  I made myself comfy so I could watch the show.  Within a matter of minutes he was crumbled into a ball against the dresser.  His eyes were still open and he stared blankly.

I took my time getting dressed, went downstairs and made myself something to eat.  Took the rest of his case of beer and left.  I smiled as I pulled away from the curb because they didn’t know it, but I made the lives of many women who could of hooked up with that guy a lot better.  I saved them from the shame of having had him as a sex partner.  The lengths I will go to to be kind are limitless.

Hit Girl

Murder phone sex fantasiesEvery once in a while you meet someone who is so fucked up in the head you just have to look at them in awe.  Those are my kind of people!  I have a friend who I have known for about two years and he is one of these people.  He will scare you, not jump out and scream BOO scare you, but full on make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up on end when he walks into the room scare you.  I adore him.

This dude managed to fall in love.  Yes this surprised me, along with everyone else.  The woman he fell in love with was for lack of a better term…normal.  Not one freaky thing about her not even any ink or piercings but some how they ‘loved’ each other.  Well, up until a couple of months ago.  Seems that my friend’s craziness got the better of him and started to think his girl was fucking about on him.  Now from what I knew and had seen of her, she didn’t strike me as the type of woman who would do that.  She was always by his side if she wasn’t at work, she used his cell phone because she didn’t have her own, and as far as I know she hardly ever went on the net.  See what I mean about her not striking me as someone who fucks about on their man?

I asked him why he thought that and he said that he found a bunch of guy’s names written down in her appointment book.  I was like, “hello, it’s an appointment book! Of course there are going to be names of guys in there.”  However, he pointed out that there were times for them to meet and when she came back from these meetings she was always off a little bit. Alright, I can see why he thought she was going around on him.  Did he want to break up with her? Nope. Did he want to just stop seeing her? Nope.  Motherfucker wanted me to kill her.

Yup went from being crazy in love to just down right crazy.  Being the good friend I am, I said, “Sure.” That’s what friend’s do right?  Sooooooooooo, I know that before him she was dating a chick.  I know my shit is good so I said I would see if I could get her alone with me then I would do it.  I asked her and she said, that she would love to see me naked but couldn’t do anything because she was in a relationship. Again, not something someone who fucks around says, but I already told him I would.  Now I’m here, sitting and waiting for her to come to my house.  I am going to answer the door naked because less clean up for me if I am nude.  I’m not sure how I am going to do the deed yet, but I am sure I will come up with something.  The shit I do for friends…I swear.

No One Expects The Spanish Inquistion

Mutilation phone sexOh those crazy, crazy Spanish in the middle ages.  Using all sorts of delicious sharp objects to help the Heretics find Jesus.  All in the name of the Church and God.  Imagine sitting in your little mud hut, just feeling miserable because you have nothing to eat, lice are biting your body and head, you smell like piss and shit and in comes one of the King’s guards.  They snatch you and your wifey up and you are taken to the center of town.  There in all their pompous glory are Bishops from the almighty Catholic Church.  You just know you are fucked.

They read the charges, you deny them, they say you are not telling the truth so they take you to a dungeon.  Do they sit you down, offer you tea, read a few passages from the Bible and have you pray for forgiveness? Oh no.  They get right to the torture, because what is the Catholic Church without some sort of torture?  They take your wife, rip her dress off and expose her milky white breasts and push her up against the wall, tits first.  You cannot quite see what they are doing, but you can tell by her screams that they aren’t showing her the scenic views.

They step away from her and they ask you one more time if you are guilty.  You adamantly deny any charges, because you didn’t do anything wrong.  Of course you are wrong, everyone sins, so everyone must repent for something.  They pull her shoulders and she screams even louder.  You plead with them to stop but they continue.  Then the Bishop holds up his hand and says with a sickeningly sweet affect in his voice, “All you have to do is repent then your soul will be saved and you will be absolved of any and all sin.”  You cannot bare to hear any more pain filled noises from your wife, so you lie, admit to what ever wrong doing they insist you did and ask for forgiveness.

The Bishop nods at the dungeon guards who begin to push your wife forward then yank her back.  It only takes a few minutes for your wife to pass out from the pain.  They take her from the wall and turn her around, her breasts are ripped to shreds, the meat is hanging loosely from her chest.  Blood is dripping down to the floor in thick drops.

You are yanked up from your seat quickly and your head is placed on an oak block.  Before you can tell your wife you are sorry, your head is disconnected from your body.  Praise Jesus!  Your wife is left to return to your village as a warning, nobody will speak to her, or go near her.  She is forever ruined, she is forever marred by one of the instruments of torture used called the Breast Ripper, and your soul gets to spend eternity in hell for lying.  Seems legit.

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A Peek Into The World of Blasphemy Sex

Blasphemy sexBlasphemy Sex is one of my all time favorite things in the world.  Some people think Anal sex, or sucking on a dirty dick are the nastiest things to do, but then again those people who think that would never ever read this blog, so that leaves you.  And you DO think of things of the more Taboo and Sadistic nature, don’t ya dumplin?  I thought so.

Now let us begin.  Blasphemy Sex is one of those touchy subjects.  There are a lot of religious lines a good majority of people will not cross, even in the fantasy world.  However, I can promise you that if you just give it one try you will feel exhilarated!  It’s the ultimate no no but you have an orgasm from it.  It’s a mixture of self loathing and elation after you are done.

There are different levels of this type of sex as well.  You don’t have to go full on H.P. Lovecraft, you can just maybe have the perfect little pussy riding your big Sunday School Teacher dick while she recites a bible verse.  Or you could take a sweet little thing into the rectory to spank her while she says the Lord’s Prayer because you caught this sweet little thing taking a quarter out of the collection plate.  Then there is the other end of the spectrum with it, you can fuck an unwilling nun while praying to the Angel of Light while a bunch of guys, in robes, chant praises to their Demon God with each thrust.  It all depends on what you want.

So you see, it doesn’t have to be something where your mind will snap if you even attempt it.  It can be dirty, nasty, sacrilegious and cum inducing.  All good things as far as I am concerned.

The Women Grimm

Killer phone sexOnce upon a time there were three beautiful triplets.  They grew up in the presence of an emotionally indifferent Father and an Alcoholic Mother.  One day their Father did not come back from a trip to the grocery store.  It took three days for their Mother to notice.  They watched as their Mother started to descend into a life changing spiral.  Night after night a new Man would come to their home.  Their Mother would tell them to go and play as she took the man upstairs to have her “Mommy” time with the man.  The one thing that the Sisters always thought confusing is that the men never left.  

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs they grew older their beauty was unmatched by any women in their town.  When their Mother brought Men home instead of them not giving the girls a second glance the Men would pull away from their Aging Mother to spend time with the girls.  The girls having been neglected by their Mother all their life took a perverse joy in having this happen. Instead of their Mother being upset by this she was pleased.  She began to spend time with them in their room. Showing them how to do their make-up, hair, and teaching them everything they could ever want to know about sex.

Mutilation phone sexSnuff phone sexThen the time came for their Mother to show them her secret.  They made their way into the attic.  There they saw many different barrels, each containing the remains of those men and women that they never seen leave the house.  Also, hanging from the rafters was the woman who had come last month to check on their welfare.  There were even various body parts scattered upon the floor.  Blood crusted and oozing fluids. Their Mother explained to them how other men and women of the world were worthless. They were only good for two things, sex and money.  They began to take after their Mother.

Evil phone sexPulling men and women into the house, taking erotic pleasure from the fact that although they were enjoying being fucked now, that the best part would come later as the blades, saw, shears and dismemberment would come later.  After all, a family that kills together can pay the bills together. 

Pregnant Cows

Mutiliation phone sexAren’t pregnant women beautiful? Doesn’t it bring a smile to your face every time you see one? That ‘glow’, the swollen belly, the pure joy on their faces? What the fuck is wrong with you?  There is nothing special about a fat swollen cow carrying around a parasite.  Something that sucks the very life from you.  Pregnant women are nasty.  Sweaty, complaining constantly, puking, pissing themselves, walking around thinking they are special because they have a lump of meat growing inside them.  So the fuck what? All female life forms can reproduce.

So now what do we have? A woman that forgot to take her birth control who is now super fat, huffing and puffing through the day acting like they are a queen.  Who gives a shit?  Not me.  I call them cows because that’s exactly what they look like.  Eating shit all the time, expanding to epic proportions.  The good thing about all this is, that cows get slaughtered.  That is right, cut up into nice bite sized bits.  And if that bovine just happens to be carrying a calf inside her, that just means double the protein.