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I was going to a friend’s house when I noticed something through the basement window. My friend had a big titty blonde strapped to a table and this made my pussy wet. I had to see what was happening. I squatted next to the window and watched to see what would happen. My friend smacked her across the face and told her to shut her fucking mouth. She put a big candle in her mouth and lit it. The wax was dripping down on her face. She took a huge dildo and started to fuck her cunt with it. She stretched her cunt so far that it was bleeding. She used the blood as lube and she rammed the huge dildo into her asshole. I could hear it rip from outside. I saw the blood begin to pour from her asshole. I then knew that my friend was a sadistic freak and enjoyed to torture people like me. She licked her bloody cunt and spit her blood onto the bitches face. She took the candle from her mouth and poured the hot wax onto her tits and cunt. She began to scream and my friend just smiled. She picked up a machete and cut each one of her tits off. She took a smaller knife and cut her pussy lips off. The blonde bitch was bleeding out and probably unconscious when she took the machete and cut her head off. This made my pussy soaking wet. I began to rub my clit when I noticed my friend was leaving the basement. I quickly stood up and proceeded to her door. She answered like nothing had happened. What an experience.
Tonight is a special night. I received a shipment of tear gas and I’m going to get off with it on one lucky victim. Or I guess I should say unlucky victim. I’m going to invite a doomsday prepper over to test this tear gas out. He is fit with large muscles and a large cock to match. I lead him to my basement where he finds a table with a gas mask and various tools on it. I grab the mask, slip it on and throw some tear gas on the ground. He is brought to his knees like a good bitch. I get him on the table and strap him down. I take clippers and strip all his clothing. He begs for me to give him a gas mask but I’m going to enjoy watching him suffer. I run a screwdriver up and down his body and ask him why he should live. I received no answer so it’s time for the fun to begin. I grab his cock and begin to masturbate him. He can’t even get a hardon. What the fuck? I pick up my saw, grab the head of his cock and cut it off at the base. He starts to squeal so I shove his cock in his mouth to shut him up. His blood will serve as good lube for what’s about to come. I take the handle of a hammer, soak it in blood, and ram it up his ass. I fuck him for a few minutes to open his hole. I grab a funnel and stick it up his ass. I pour lighter fluid in his gaping ass and ask him if he’s fire proof. I light a match and watch fire shoot from his hole. His balls are melting and he burned from the inside out. While I‘m comfortable in my gas mask, I have to say that he wasn’t very prepared for doomsday.
I set up cameras surrounding my table for tonights main event. I went for a stroll through the park and noticed there was a party going on. This is a perfect chance to grab some worthless cock fuck for my enjoyment. I’m wearing a lovely corset with high stockings that will grab the attention of any man. As I stalk the area, I notice a young blonde boy. It was so easy to lure him back to my place. He thinks he’s just in for a kinky night but he has no idea that this is his last night alive. I bound him with rope so that all his limbs are spread out. I rub my fingers all over his body, which makes his cock instantly hard. I smack his mouth and ask him, “Who the fuck said you could get hard?” He begins to yell at me, so I stuff my panties in his mouth to shut him up. Since his cock is hard, I might as well enjoy myself. I spit on his massive mushroom shaped head and the run my hand to spread my saliva around. I climb on top and begin to bounce up and down. It didn’t take but a few minutes and this little fucker is about to cum. I can’t stand premature ejaculation! So, I keep bouncing and let him fill my cunt full of his seed. I climb off, walk into the kitchen, grab a knife, and come back to punish him. I warned him of what was yet to come. He began to squirm. I grabbed his balls and cut them off. “That was for cumming to fucking fast!” Then I stick the tip of my knife in his piss hole and slide it straight down, splitting his cock in half. He is still squirming and causing more blood to make a mass on my fucking table. I walk up to his head, climb on the table, squat on his face, and tell him, “Enjoy this pussy, it’s your last.” I quickly climb down; pull my panties of his mouth, and I he begins to plead for his life like a pathetic little bitch. This annoys me. So I say, “Look at the camera and smile.” I grab the back of his hair, slit his throat, and end the pleading. This is the last time this cock fuck cums to soon.
I had the weirdest dream last night! I’m walking down the street, and I notice a group of people limping towards me. As they approach me, I realize they’re a group of naked zombies. It’s a group of naked Nazi zombies. I noticed a young zombie with nice perky tits and bright pink pussy. I grabbed a chain lying in an ally and lassoed that bitch around the neck. I dragged her down the ally and tied her to a dumpster. A group of zombie men came over and their dead cocks began to rise. I held the bitch’s head while one-man throat fucked her. After he came down her throat, she began to scream out, “Stop! Don’t hurt me!” So I grabbed a screwdriver and stabbed her in the throat. She was nice and quiet after that. The men began to gangbang her. They ripped her gaping asshole, her pretty pink pussy, and they still continued to throat fuck her. The screwdriver got in way, so I pulled it out of her throat and blood began to run down. It ran all the way to her pussy and it was now being used as lube for multiple men to fuck her bloody pussy. Once each guy came in her pussy or ass, we had to make sure she could talk. I twisted her head until it popped out. Then I used the screwdriver and fucked my pussy until I squirted down the throat. Well, what was left of her throat. Then I woke up! Man.. that was hot!
I have the new neighbor. I really thought we were going to be best friends. She’s got a bunch tattoos they really like. Especially this long row of black flowers on her back. I’ve tried to hang out with her several times I never could figure out why she wasn’t interested in. And now I know why. You see my boyfriend Mark’s been screwing around on me. I had a private investigator to follow him. He brought me some nasty pictures of Mark fucking some whore. I could tell by the tattoos exactly who it was. It’s a shame I really thought we could be friends. Instead I snuck into her house. The bitch was sound asleep she didn’t wake up until it’s too late. I was already on top of her holding her down. I tied the whore down and started cutting the bitch up in the little pieces. I started with her toes and her fingers just slicing them off. That her ankles her thighs her legs. She died before I got to any of the good parts. But that’s okay I took my knife and skinned those beautiful black flowers right off of her back. I put on some heavy-duty gloves. I soaked that pretty little ribbon of black flowers in a very potent poison. Then I wrapped it in a little box and gave it to my boyfriend is a present. The look of horror when he opened that package and picked up her skin. At first he thought it was a pretty ribbon or something. But the second he touched it he knew exactly what it was. He screamed as he dropped the box. And he tried to run. But he didn’t even make it to the door before the poison set in. It just paralyzes his whole body for the first few hours. I can do a lot of very bad things in two hours. It really is a shame I really liked this piece of fuck meat! When his body went ridge from the poison so did his cock. I figured one last fuck for old times… ha ha. I climbed on him and started riding him. I could see the fear in his eyes. He knew exactly what was going on. He understood every detail as I told him how I was going to kill him. Very slowly. It made me cum so hard.
I had the WEIRDEST dream last night! I was a lifer in prison. My shank was a metal spoon. My target was my cellmate, my lover. When it comes to property, prison rules are strict: what’s yours is yours. She was mine before she gave herself to that bitch guard on the midnight shift.
We sat on her bunk and chatted. She was surprised when I asked her to stand up for a kiss, but she did it with enthusiasm. I held her close and while my tongue was dancing with hers, the shank made three dead-center thrusts. Her head jerked back but she didn’t break the embrace. Her eyes wide and saying “please,” but wasn’t sure if that meant “don’t do this” or “do me right.” Then, she took my hand and shoved it down her pants. Immediately, I fingered her soaked pussy. Blood was covering both of us as she moaned, then shrieked, then sank to her knees. Before falling prone, a shaky hand stroked my hot spot. I came as if by command.
I woke up so turned on I had to play with myself two times!
So there’s this bitch that lives down the street. She’s pretty much friends with everybody in the neighborhood. She’s always inviting them over for little Parties, card games and board game nights. I have never had any desire whatsoever to attend any of her functions. Even if I was invited I would decline. So I was pretty surprised when this uppity bitch walked right up to me at the gas station. She said that she had heard I was complaining about not being invited to her parties. I told her she was mistaken. That I would not wish to attend. When that’s fucking bitch started laughing at me. She told me that I would not be welcome at her house. That she would never have a freak like me around her. She said it really loud so everyone could hear laughing at me the whole time. Oh she doesn’t know me very well. I don’t give a fuck what people think about me. And I don’t let people make fun of me and get away with it. It’s time to put a bitch in her place. I walked away from her there letting her think that she had won. But when she came home that night she never made it in her house. I made sure there was a branch blocking her driveway. When she got out to move the branch I was waiting for her with a brick. The bitch never even saw it coming. When she woke up she was already in my cabin. She snapped to pretty quickly. Started screaming and yelling “somebody help me, somebody help me”. And then I let that fucking bitch know she could scream as much a she wanted, no body can fucking hear her. She had the nerve to invite me to some of her party’s. Like I would let the bitch go to go to one of her fucking parties. I laughed in the bitche’s face. I let her know that we’d be playing my game now. And surprise surprise the bitch didn’t like my games. I started by ripping out all of her toenails and fingernails. And I took to my knife and started slicing thin layers of skin off. Oh she was screaming so loud. And it was music to my ears. She kept begging for me to let her go. And she knew I actually thought about it. After I had torn big pieces of skin off of her face and knew she would be scarred up forever. I thought about letting her go but I hadn’t kept my face covered. So I had to kill her. When I told her that she freaked the fuck out. I covered her mouth was a piece of tape so she would hear me. “Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” That is my favorite quote from Stephen King. As I said it to her. I picked up my big knife and plunged it into her heart! The look on her face was fantastic! It will keep me wet for months!
I had to run out to my cabin early this week. I was expecting some company from a friend and his plaything. I just wanted to make sure everything was set up right. It turns me on so much to even walk into this cabin. Hanging on the walls are the knives that I first started with. It floods back all the memories of playing with them. The table in the middle of the room is the first table I ever killed somebody on. It’s a heavy wooden table stained from the years of blood being let out on it. Just walking in and smelling the room gets my pussy dripping. It is like you can smell the fear in here. I make sure that the straps are tights on the table legs. I pull out my little table with all my new knives on it. I set up the videotape and the extra lighting. Because I know my friend John likes to relive his kills. John has a special fetish. It’s a little brutal so it’s right up my alley. I pull out the wooden baseball bats, the brass nipple clamps, the iron spreader bar and the old wooden billy club. That billy club is one of my favorite toys. Since it is as big around as a Pringles can. And it’s an old wooden club. The wood is splinting all up and down it. I hear John pull up into the yard and I wait patiently for him to come inside. He’s dragging with him the most delicious looking little toy. She’s got long fire red hair big pouty lips and skin as pale as ivory. The second she saw me her big green eyes locked on to mine. Even through the gag I could hear her begging for me to help her. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes starting this drizzle down her face. John started laughing as the grabbed a big handful of her hair. He yanked her towards the table by her hair even picking her up off the ground. I liked seeing her dangle there is so much, I grabbed a cinderblock and stood it up under the main beam in the cabin. Then I threw a rope over that beam. John started to smile when he realized what I was doing. He held her up so her feet barely touch the cinderblock. And I threw the rope around her neck in stretched it nice and tight. I tied off the ropes that she had no slack at all. If she moved to much she would hang herself. I pulled out one of my big knives and started to cut her clothes off of her. John just sat back and watched the show. I could see exactly how turned on John was getting. So I looked at his new little fucked toy and told her “You know he is going to fuck you don’t you”. She started to squirm a little. I left her stretched there like a rubber band. As I cut all of her clothes off of her. When she was completely naked you could see those fear goosebumps covering her entire body. I grabbed her nipples so tiny and pink and I pulled and twisted them as hard as I could, until they puckered up for me. I grabbed the nipple clamps and latched them down as tight and hard as I could. She jumped back so fast she fell off her cinderblock. She was swinging like a pinata. John busted out laughing. We both sat there watching as she was kicking and screaming trying to get her feet back on the block. John picked up the bat and swung hard striking her right in her little ribs. She started swinging that can forth on the rope. Then John hit her again in her hips and then her legs. I loved watching her swinging back and forth. When she stopped kicking very hard I put the cinderblock under her. She stood up as she tried desperately to catch her breath. I walked up to her, looked her dead in the eyes and said “when you fall off the cinderblock, you get beat.” She shook her shaky head yes. I pulled up the big comfy chair for John. I picked up my littlest scalpel and asked John “are you ready to begin?”. He looked like a little one in a candy store as he shook his head yes. I turned back to look at the new little toy and I whispered into her ear “this is going to hurt very badly… If you fall off the cinderblock you get beat. If I have to start over because you get beat it will be so much worse for you.” then I took my little scalpel and started slowly cutting around her cute little pink nipples. John’s got this thing for blood. It really fucking turns him on. I had to tell John to slow down. We’re going to enjoy this little slut for days!
I have this fucking bitch at my mercy now! I continued to smother my pussy on her fucking face. When her breathing would slow down I would get up and let her catch her breath while I fisted her tight fucking pussy. She was so dry. It had to hurt like hell. It was starting to make my hand raw. I spit a huge lump of saliva on her and fisted her again. Ah that was better. For me anyways. Her breathing was normal and I sat on her face again. Her cheeks were starting to turn blue and she closed her eyes. I was getting bored with her. So I needed to up the play. I got off of her and picked up my blade. I spit on her face to make her come around. I checked out her pussy. Oh it was so red, and stretched, and there was some drying blood leaking from her pussy to her asshole. Awesome! There were bruises all over her tits from where I was sucking and biting. And her face was full of dried sticky pussy juice. She finally let out a sigh and looked at me. “Why?” she asked, pleadingly.
“Because you fucked with me! You made up rumors about me to make yourself feel better. To get peoples’ eyes off of you. YOU were the one going around fucking other girls!! You’re the fucking dyke, bitch! Not me!” “I’m sorry. I’m so
sorry. We can start over. I’ll take the rumors back. Just please. Stop…” the fucking bitch pleaded! “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” I held my blade high and she started to cry hysterically. I swung and cut her nipple off. Then the other one. She was screaming in pain. I didn’t care. I swung again, and stabbed her numb pussy. I carved the word ‘dyke’ across her stomach. And then I slit her fucking throat. Then I took her fucking doll off her dresser. And pushed it up against her bloody face and gave her a good bye kiss! That was the last thing she saw. The little dolly covered in her blood! Then I walked away. Snobby bitches deserve nothing, So she was lucky I let her die with her doll!
I fucking hate snobby bitches. They deserve nothing. But they always get whatever the fuck they want. And I saw her. I was friends with her when we were little. But then she became popular. And snobby. And a fucking bitch. I hated her! She started rumors about me that I was a fucking dyke. I’ll show her. I kept close contact with her as she walked with her gaggle of bimbos. She was talking about how she had her parents house to herself all weekend. Perfect! This is my opportunity. I lived a couple houses down, so I could see her house from mine. I went home and waited for her to be alone. Fuck!! Do stupid bitches have to go everywhere together?!She has to fuck up all my plans! Her and her bitches deiced to go to the street fair at then end of the block! Of course I have to follow. I wait until she walks behind a tent. I think to piss what a dirty bitch! I nail her up side the head with a brick. I have to move quick to pull her off before anyone see her. And damn if I didn’t have to carry her all the way home! Stupid bitch has to make everything so fucking hard on me. Finally I get her home! I knew exactly what I wanted to do to her. I hurried thru the house house. I made sure all the doors were locked! And made my way back upstairs.When she finally woke and looked around she screamed. I grabbed her mouth and told her to shut the fuck up or I’ll kill her before the show even starts. She wanted to know what I was doing there. “You said I was a dyke. So I’m going to show you what a dyke can do to you.” I forcefully grabbed her arm and chucked her on her bed. I tied her wrists and ankles to her bedposts, and cut her panties off. She was pleading with me not to do anything stupid. I just laughed. “You wanted me to be a dyke. So here you go, bitch.” I started sucking her nipples viciously and shoving my fist inside her small tight pussy. I ripped my clothes off so she could see my lingerie and crawled on her and grinding my wet pussy all over her body. “You like that, you whore?!” I yelled at her. “You like when I rub my soaking cunt over yours? What about your tits? What about your face? You like when I sit on your fucking face?!” I continued to yell as I smothered her face with my wet pussy. I was so horny. I couldn’t wait to get to the good part. I am going to make you fucking suffer you fucking bitch!