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I thought I could tease you a little with these ropes before I saw that dark glimmer in your eye that excited me. I could feel your heat buildup as I pulled out my ropes, whips, razors and gags. I knew you were excited to fuck me but first I wanted you to play with me like the toy I am. Tie me up like a hog and whip my pussy until the skin it too tender to touch. Pick me up by these ropes and place me as you desire then gag my mouth as you get ready to rub this tiny red clit you have triggered. I love the burning sensation while you eat my pussy and get ready to tear it open with your huge cock. Face and body on the cold ground as you fuck me how you please and I have no room to beg you to stop. Drool dripping on the ground with my warm salted blood from biting my tongue while you pound my cunt senselessly. Being abused in such a way makes me wish we didn’t need to stop once your cum fills me.
The Catholic religion; or any religion followed by the masses; is a farce. Organized religion was created to keep people in line when using the military stopped working. So many atrocities were committed in the name of religion, not to mention the modern day intolerance to anyone who doesn’t fit into a certain religions criteria as to what a follower should be. It is a big flaming bunch of bullshit.
I, Myself follow another Trinity. One that doesn’t hide behind the words of some people who say that “God” told them what to write. My trinity consists of the following: Lilu (the male), Lilitu (the female) and Ardat Lili (the handmaiden). If you are unfamiliar with these names, they are the names of Demons. The Holy Triad, at least to Me. I find demonic entities to be more Holy than those of made up religious beings.
With them you know exactly what you are getting. There is no contradiction; as in the Bible for example; there is no doubting what they do, or what they are capable of. Now many people believe that Lucifer created them, however, Lucifer is not a God so he cannot create. That means that Demons have always been. They are Ancients and spectacular.
Of course they are a bit … evil. They do cause mayhem, kill people, cause mental illness, create havoc. All the things that I find delicious. They hurt without any form of guilty, they enjoy what they do, they never waiver from their purpose. I can empathize with them. They destroy without hesitation. They are My Gods. With everything within Me I strive to be like them, but in human form. Deviant, violent, debauchery is what I strive for. The best part is when I use My gifts to bring down a Holy Man. To have them go against everything they learned in Seminary. Seeing their eyes after they do a deed so despicable, that it crushes their soul and brings them to their knees to beg forgiveness that will never come. However, even though they call out to their god, I know that in the deep recesses of their minds that they are craving to do the same thing again. Is this Blasphemous? To some, but to Me, not at all.
Everyone has their own twisted little kink. For Myself, I am one Huge Twisted Kink all knotted up into one Person. I like it that way. For some a kink goes way beyond wearing leather and playing around with fuzzy handcuffs. These are the ones I wish to spend My time with, in real life as well as on the phone. Not only do those with whom I entertain have a wonderful time, but I do as well.
One of My personal Fetishes outside of the world of Phone Sex is the Medical Fetish. I adore it! Although exams, and check up play is fun, I enjoy the more pain educing Medical Fetish play. Not pain for Me mind you, but inflicting pain on others. There is nothing more satisfying then strapping someone in a Gyno chair, shoving a Double Ratchet Mouth Gag in and watching as the victim, er, person tries ever so hard to swallow their own spit. Delicious. Of course there are other things to be used, for example: Catheters, Bar Rectal Speculums, Auvard Weighted Speculums, Anal Retractors, Anal Hole Spreaders, Sounds, Tens Units, and Dissecting Kits. Those are just a few, there are many many more instruments that can be used, however, those are some of my favorites.
To watch the body shutter, watch as the penis becomes erect, or the clit engorges despite the pain makes it orgasmic for Me. I want to see tears, I want to see marks, I want to be the best Sadistic Nurse/Doctor I can be. For Me this is a great night of play, one in which I do not get to enjoy often. However, when I do, My patients leave satisfied and worse off then when they came into My office, and that is just the way the B/both of U/us like it.
Do you know what makes a captive lose their shit? Giving them freedom. Just throwing back the door, unshackling them, slapping them on the ass and telling them to get the fuck out. At first they do not move, especially if you have had them awhile. They cower, their eyes go from you, to the door, from you to the door, they take a hesitant step and then they are off. Running bat shit crazy all over the place.
The first place they run to is a wooded area. I think it is just natural instinct to find some place where you are hidden from view. They crash, tumble, and eventually they get hurt. Of course you follow them, with all the noise they are making as long as you stay calm and out of their view they do not even know you are there. At this point, they begin to feel more confident. They are injured and tired by now. They slow down a bit, you stay absolutely still. Give them a few hours to themselves. Make them really believe that they survived.
Then get as close as you can and just stand there. Make sure they can see your weapon, and smile. Start to move toward them slowly, watch the fear in their eyes, watch as they start to hobble/run away shouting, “NO NO NO!!!” the whole time. Then have the others join you. Have them naked already except for their serial killer masks. Watch as those tears start to flow, snot running down their face, eyes red and puffy.
Now you get to enjoy recording the whole brutal sexual assault from the comfort of a warmed by the sun tree stump. Maybe even feed a chipmunk or something. As soon as all the cocks are flaccid, all the cum is expelled, all the bruising that the victim has room for on their body has been completed. Simply walk up and finish the job. It is Free Range Snuff porn, the vegans will love it!
One thing that I cannot at all tolerate is when men do not act like men. Weak men disgust me to no end. I mention this because one such weakling decided to spend some time with me. I could tell by the first hello I was talking to a sub-par male. Usually the men who contact me are Strong, Fully Masculine, they are not weak in the slightest. I was a bit surprised actually.
It was almost comical how he tried to tell me that he was a Dom. For heaven sake, no Dom’s voice cracks, nor do they whimper when spoken to sternly. The are Powerful in both action and voice. I actually laughed, and when I did the whining started. “Stop laughing at me! STOP! “whimper whimper” please stop!” It went on and on. The more I laughed, the more his voice broke. I was rather comical.
I told him that he was nothing more than a sniveling little shit. He called me a Bitch. Like it would hurt my feelings. Sorry love, it didn’t hurt my feelings at all. Not in the least. When he did I thought perhaps a miracle happened and his balls finally dropped. However, when he heard that I was not offended or angry for the word him called me he went right back to the meek voice.
Doesn’t it make you ill when you hear of someone saying they are a Dominant and yet they are not? If I were a man it would piss me off, those like that make all males look bad.
Even with all the begging, whining, and cracking voice I did have fun. Perhaps next time he chooses to spend time with me pretending to be dominant I should take his ball sack from him. After all it isn’t like he uses it.
First things first. Remove your clothes, fetch the Crush Board then lay down on your back. I can see the fear laced excitement in your eyes. Sometimes I think you do things on purpose just so I can play with you in this manner. Or is it that I give you so many tasks that you cannot possibly complete them in the time allotted? Either or, all I know is that I enjoy it as well.
Now that you are on your back, thread your dirty male parts through the opening. While you are doing that, I am going to decided which pair of heels to wear. Hmmm, what shall it be? Something along the lines of a kitten heel? No, that will not do at all. How about some platforms? Of course not. I know! How about these? Beautifully adorned with a deadly steel heel. Yes, I think these will do very nicely. I can see by your hardening cock that you think the same.
Lift up your hand so that I can steady Myself on the board. I really do enjoy looking down at you knowing that soon your balls will be flattened under the weight of My heel clad feet. Now … beg Me. Beg Me to cause you excruciating pain. Beg Me to bring my foot down hard, stomping, crushing every single part of your nut sack. Go on, do it! I know you hesitate because it does hurt, oh so very much. However, both you and I know, that in the end you will spew your load all over this Crush Board. W/we will make it happen one stomp at a time.
You, My dear sweet pet have a face that only a Mother could hate. As well as anyone else for that matter. However, there you are going for part after part for every single casting call that you see in the trades. Pity really, someone with your lack of talent really should just give up. Luckily for you this casting call will be completely different because believe it or not … you nailed the part. You read the part of the victim so well. Look how excited you seem to be isn’t that … cute.
I hope you do not have any plans for the rest of your life. As this part is considered “on going”. Although it will be one performance only the movie will live on and on. It may even become a Cult Classic. Now if you will follow me we will prepare for your staring role. I, along with a select group of others will also be performing in this film. Do not worry about a script think of it as a docu-drama. We wish to see your real reactions as well as hear your own unrehearsed words.
All you have to do is sit on that sofa right there as I get changed. Your part starts long before mine so do not be alarmed if others join you off and on until I return. I am not completely sure you will enjoy the part. In all honesty I hope beyond hope you do not. It will be painful, there will be real agony involved. You will be terrified like you have never been before. Sounds fun doesn’t it? Fun for me and the others, not so much for yourself.
I wouldn’t look so startled at my words. After all this is how all snuff porn flicks go, oh and before I go… do try not to bleed too much. As I have to have the sofa back to the alley in tip top condition when we are through. You would be surprised at how picky alley whores are about the things they use to fuck on.
The minute I saw her I was in lust. I have never in My life had seen someone so perfect. Beautiful face, beautiful body, beautiful smile. I was captivated by her. I watched her for a very long time. Many a man approached her, she was kind in turning them down. She showed them the ring on her finger and said no thank you. I sat back to take in the pure grace of this stunning creature. I decided nothing ventured nothing gained. I walked up to the bar, touched her on her smooth shoulder as I leaned over her to order another drink. She smiled at Me, I smiled back. She said, “You have beautiful hair.” I said, “You have a beautiful everything from what I can see.” She blushed. As I was leaving her side to return to My table I added, “I would love to see a lot more if you feel like doing something a bit…different.”
I could tell she was watching Me as I walked away. Good. It wouldn’t be long before she approached Me. She sat down next to Me. She acted shy, I didn’t. I sat forward, pressing My right hand behind her head pulling her toward Me. I kissed her hard, forcing My tongue into her mouth. Then I sat back. She looked a bit surprised but I could tell from her eyes that I was going to have a wonderful night.
She was laying in front of the fire. I marveled over her unmarred skin. Not one touch of ink done on her, not one piercing. She was flawless. The only thing wrong with flawless things is that eventually they break. It was time for her to break. I kissed her one last time, trailing My fingers down over her full breasts, down her stomach before plunging My sharp nails into her wet pussy. The torture sex portion of the night was beginning. She slammed her legs together, trying to sit up, I slapped her hard across the face. She tried to sit up again, and once more another stinging slap landed on her smooth cheek.
I grabbed her by the chin, pushing My nails into her flesh. I bared my teeth as My hand sunk deeper into her cunt. I calmly told her that now it was My turn to have fun. By the end of our lovely evening together, there was the smell of charred flesh permeating the condo building I had broken into to have My little tryst. I could hear doors opening up, people stopping each other in the hall asking where it was coming from. I watched all this from the doorway of the building. It wasn’t long before I could hear the police sirens slicing through the night, just like I sliced through My flawless lover.
We have all been there haven’t we? Found ourselves in a situation where there is just not enough room to fit everything into a given amount of space. The best way I have found to avoid this is to make sure the person who you have put out of misery is either: 1) Ground up, 2) Dissolved, or 3) Put into a wood chipper. Think of how amazed and jealous your friends will be over your garden when it comes to life due to the death of a pain in the ass Ex.
My favorite way out of all three is the first. However, you cannot just stick someone in a meat grinder. Human bones are very strong, they will tear up the blades or worse yet cause the grinder to become jammed. Not a great situation if you ask Me. The first thing you must do is flay off the skin. Take your time in doing so, see if you can do it perfectly. I am a bit OCD so I consider this My challenge. Then you must debone the subject.
This can also be a challenge due to the sinew in the muscle structure. Also there is cartilage that you must remove, then the finger nails, and teeth. Yes it is a lot of work, but done properly it will save you a lot of time in the long run. At this point you can just grind the meat down. You could make sausage if you wanted to. Serve it to your annoying In-Laws the next time they visit. You will want to dissolve the bone, teeth, hair and finger/toe nails in acid. It will take some time until of course you know of a certain acid that can eat through anything rather rapidly, then use that. Make sure you only use a heavy gauge plastic bin when doing so, because this type of acid will react with everything except for the plastic.
With your ground meat you can seal it in plastic bags, or you can fertilize your lawn, or spread it in the woods, feed it to the fish. What ever you would like. If you wish to keep your prey for what ever reason after the butchering then you will find you can store it in small containers which are more inconspicuous then having huge bio-hazard barrels cluttering up your living room. I hope you found this space saving tip helpful. Until next time…Happy Hunting.
If you know anything about Greco-Roman Mythology then you know who Arachne is, if not, I will take a moment of My precious time to enlighten you. She was a mortal woman who was turned into a Spider woman by Athena. There are various versions of the story, but the one thing that remains the same is that she was turned into a Half woman/Half spider.
Today I had the honor of doing one of the most sensually deviant roleplays of My Sadistic life. In essence I was Arachne but with a twist. I crept into his bed one leg at a time, showing him my beautiful face, my lovely breasts and of course My gorgeous spider abdomen. I used a special spindle that I could protrude from my pussy/mouth and plunge into his cock. I deposited as much venom as I could, fucking him, drawing him in deeper and deeper into my undulating abdomen. I wrapped all of My legs around him, holding My prey steady as my proboscis snaked out of my grinning mouth so that I could force it down his throat to feed.
While I pumped my sharp spindle into his now overly swollen cock, I told him how I needed his seed so that he could fertilize My eggs. My spider offspring needed to be born. They would mature in the same room where his lifeless husk of a body would be left for them to have something to eat once they hatched. Which I thought was rather nice of Me.
I loved every single minute of this fantasy and I honestly hope I get to speak to My willing, horny victim again soon.