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You Watched Daddy Fuck Me

You said you chose me because I look like a “bad girl”. Even though I was terrified, I was also flattered in some weird way. You told me you watched me for weeks, the way I walk, the way I talk, and every move I made. You said you listened at my window at night while my father fucked me secretly in my bed, and you said you knew I fucking liked it. How did you know what was deep in my heart like that?

I look around the room, and I see pieces of my clothing. Not what I had been wearing today, but panties and stockings from the past several weeks. You’ve been in my house? You had to have been to take these items. You grab a pair of panties I remembered wearing last week, before you took me, and you start licking the crotch. You lick them like there is candy on them, and again, I am flattered rather than disgusted. My pussy starts to tingle as I imagine your tongue actually tasting my pussy.

You’re a dirty old man, obviously sick in the mind and crazy to have taken me the way you did. But you have a confidence about you, an aire of evil that demands respect. You stare in my eyes as you begin to chew the panties. You come towards me, as I lie naked and tied on the table, with my panties still hanging from your mouth. You spit them into my face, and I get a whiff of the sweetness of my cunt mixed with the rank of your saliva. My stomach leaps as I realize you’re going to hurt me. Your stare is like an animal, not a man.

My panties cover part of my vision, but I can see you above me. I feel your breath and then your tongue on one of my nipples. You again tell me what a bad girl I am, and that I am a fucking little whore who lets my daddy fuck me. Without warning, I feel your teeth for an instant and then fire spreads through my body as you bite my nipple right off! I can’t even scream because the pain takes my breath, and you begin to chuckle. You remove the panties from my face, and I see you there, some crazed evil man, with my bloody nipple in your mouth. You spit it on the floor, like its nothing, as my blood runs down the sides of your  mouth. You don’t even wipe it away as you stick your bloody tongue out and move towards my other nipple….

Another Barbie for You

I brought you the blonde you wanted. I am never enough. I am so pathetic and too skinny. You pick out who you want and I get them for you. Why do you keep choosing girls who are nothing like me? They are always so pretty and have huge breasts and blonde hair. Fucking barbie dolls. I am such a piece of shit, I know I can never be everything you desire. I am stuck in this nightmare of sharing you with these sluts who don’t even need another man.

I know thats the only reason you keep me alive. You know how good I have gotten at tricking them into coming with me. You see the surprise in their eyes when you grab them, and you know I did a good job. I hate it. I hate watching you take their bodies against their will, and force them to suck your gorgeous cock. Then you tie us together, and you fuck her while my sickly body just gets jerked around from the pumping motion. I feel every thrust, but not the way I want to feel it.

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These ungrateful bitches get your cock in their pussies and all they do is cry and beg for you to stop. They are so lucky and they don’t know it. I am just a ragdoll tied to their back to watch. Just a piece of shit. No good for you anymore. I would do anything to be them in those moments. To feel your lust and your cock and have your attention.

The only joy I get is when you are finally finished with them. You fuck them until they stop begging, until they give in to you. They trust you and believe they are going to be okay. Thats when I get untied. Thats when I trick them one last time and tell them that they, like me, will be okay. I hug them as they tremble in fear and relief and I feel their hearts pounding. You come up behind them, finally look at ME, and shoot a bullet through their pretty head.

I have a mess to clean up, but at least the barbie is gone. I watch you fuck the hole in her skull, and know that you will need another very soon. Your taste for the pretty ones has become insatiable.

The Devil’s Personal Operator

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Your voice doesn’t match your face. You’re much older in person and you look as evil as the Devil himself. You are a small but powerful looking man, with a stare that could make most people shudder. You look insane, and remembering our conversations, I discern that you probably are. You talked me into meeting you. You knew I needed the money and you took advantage of my need. For a measley $500, here I was, in the presence of someone who used to just be a scary voice on the snuff phone sex line.

You are cooking something in the fireplace. It smells different from anything I have ever smelled before. You tell me to take off my clothes and I obey you, not because I think I have to, but because you scare me so much. You ziptie my hands together behind my back.  You pull up a chair next to the fireplace and tell me to sit. You take a phone, the old kind with a cord, and put what appears to be superglue on the earpiece and mouthpiece. To my shock, you stick it to the side of my head and it sticks immediately. I jump and ask what the fuck you are doing, the phone receiver hanging on the side of my head, a permanent fixture now. You just laugh, and tell me to save my voice.

I am so close to the fire it is burning my skin, but I don’t dare move. You tell me I am going to be your snuff phone sex whore for the night. The phone is glued to my ear and the cord is hooked to a phone on the desk across the room. Suddenly it starts ringing. He pushes a button and tells me to say hello. I don;t know what to do, so I meekly ask into the receiver, “hello?”. The voice that comes back to me sounds like a demon. The voice begins to talk to me and say things I have never heard before. It spoke of my mother and my unborn brats and the brutal things it will do to them. The blasphemy and gore that this voice spoke of made my blood run cold. I knew it was not human.

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I pissed myself in the chair from fear, and the man, who I now believed to be the devil, squatted before me, spread my legs and began licking my pussy while the demon talked in my ear. My cunt throbbed in his mouth and he lapped up my juices as they started to flow. While the demon invaded my mind, he invaded my cunt with his forked tongue. My mind was trying to keep the thoughts of evil lust out, but my body was welcoming the change. I came all over the devil’s face that night, over and over. Every time that phone rang, I said hello, and every time the evil voices got worse. And every time, I came even harder on His face. I started seeing faces in the fire, horrible faces, and I realized my soul was no longer my own.

I am Going to Die for Being a Snuff Phone Sex Slut

You wake me up again, and we are still in the woods. The sun is setting but I don’t even know if its the same day.  I am naked and there is something carved into my chest. Its upside down but my eyes focus just enough so that I can read it. It says “Snuff Phone Sex Whore” and it goes from my breasts down past my navel, carved and prominent in my own blood. How did you find me? I hear your surley voice call me a stupid bitch, and I recognize it from so many phone calls prior to you finding me.

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You were one of my best clients. Evil, yes, but I had the safety of the phones between us. I dreamed of the things we spoke of because you are so demonic and evil and your power was apparent even then. But now you had me. In real life. Terror doesn’t even begin to describe what I feel. All I can think of are the unspeakable things you and I masturbated to together. All involving cutting me up and snuffing me out. Is that your plan? And if so, which scenario? They raced through my mind, and I frantically tried to remember which one turned you on the most.

You begin punching me again, this time in the face. Every blow sends shock waves through my brain and I can feel my teeth shattering into shards and cutting my tongue. You scream at me and that tells me that we are somewhere that no one would hear me scream. That was always your way in what I thought were only your dark desires. You having me all to yourself, abusing and torturing my body until you own my soul. But I never thought I would cum face to face with you. In the woods, just as we imagined.

You scream at me for talking to other men, for being their snuff phone sex slut, and I try to apologize but you don’t even hear me. You swear to make me pay and with every blow I believe you more. This is how it is really going to end for me. All those dark nightmares, all those bloody orgasms. I was going to pay with my life for being such an evil little bitch.

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Snuff Phone Sex Slut Must Pray

I have no clue what day of the week it is, you keep my in my cell, away from the world. But today, you came to me and told me it was Sunday, and that it was time for worship. Sunday worship? You? My head was cloudy from starvation and loss of blood, but even still its clear you are not a religious man. You are known to me as only a monster. An evil monster with a lustful taste for blood and cruelty. But who am I to question anything you want? I am a piece of shit, a captive in your dream and my nightmare. I try to speak, to ask, but my tongue has long since been removed – I don’t know how I keep forgetting. And you still get joy out of watching me try to speak. It was my punishment for being a snuff phone sex girl. You tracked me down, and decided to make me your own. I would never speak of snuff again, I would only get to live it. 

You grab me by my arm, whats left of it, and drag me across the floor to another side of the dungeon. The light is different here. Its lit by something blue, its almost too bright for my eyes, as they are so used to the dark and low candlelight. I cannot make out the source of the light, but it illuminates you in a way I have never seen. You are almost…. dare I even think it…. godlike. The shadows the blue light casts down on your face and your body make you look otherworldly. I look down at my own naked body, and my scars appear black instead of the usual purple. You place me on an altar of some kind, my body limp and unable to fight any longer. Laying there, naked and injured, I feel almost beautiful.

I think back to the days before you captured me. I was never happy, and I never felt beautiful. But now, beaten beyond recognition, broken bones, and drained of every human emotion, I suddenly felt desirable. You know there is no need to chain me up, but you do it anyway. I love the feel of the cold chains, and they clank together in such a unique way. Like church bells, yes, church bells. You chain my feet together and my arms spread out to my sides, chained to the alter. The blue light covers my body and I see your eyes glimmer for just a moment as you look me up and down. Then the glimmer is gone, and they are simply cold and black again.

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Your cock is hard, and you tell me its time to pray. I look at you helplessly, not understanding, and not able to ask. You scream at me, “PRAY!” and I shudder, unable to move, unable to determine what you want me to do. To my horror, you grab me by the top of my hair and yank my head forward until my neck snaps and my chin is now resting on my chest. You made me bow my head, in prayer, and I am stuck in this contortion, no longer able to move my head myself. I now have a better view of you, standing over me. You reach for something beside the alter, its a hammer. And something else… what are those? Nails? They are giant nails, over 8 inches long each and you have a handful.

My eyes bulge in horror as you take the first nail and place it right inside my belly button. Without hesitation, you swing the hammer and blast the nail directly through my middle. I hear it thud into the alter as it leaves my backside. You scream at me to pray! I cannot pray, God left me long ago. Fuck him. I glare at you in defiance. Asking me to pray. What a joke. You take another nail and place it on my right nipple. Again you swing the hammer and drive the nail through me and into the alter. I cannot look away, and I cannot scream. You stare me down and growl at me to pray. How can I pray with no hope? You made me disbelieve. You took that from me a long time ago.

You take more nails, pounding each into my body, nailing me to the alter one by one. You avoid my heart, but my blood is dripping everywhere, I can hear it splattering on the floor. All the while screaming at me to pray! Then you stop. I can see you have one nail left. You place it over my left nipple, set to pierce my heart. You tell me this is my last chance to pray. I have no tears to cry, my eyes are dry as sandpaper, but I close them slowly. I shut you out. And I pray. I pray to die, and I pray with every ounce I have left. Then nothing. Silence.  I open my eyes and you are gone. I am laying there nailed to the alter. But there is  nail through my heart. You bastard. You fooled me again. You made me believe you were ready to snuff me, and you made me pray. Never again. You will never fool me again.

Fresh Meat for You, Sir

I am your most obedient dirty little snuff slut. I bring you fresh whores each week, and this one is especially yummy. I know I have to please you to try to escape the worst tortures you inflict on me. I had to fuck four men I didn’t even know in the gutter on the side of the highway this morning for them to snatch this little beauty for you. We used their van to hunt her down, and finally found the perfect type. The guys jumped out and grabbed her, screaming and kicking all the way to the van. I put the plastic around her head and gagged her so she would shut the fuck up. I remember the day that this was me. I remember all too well what was going to happen to her innocence. It will be gone forever. Just like mine.

We have brought you the tiny princess and presented her to you this morning. Now you’ve brought her back to the dungeon, after having some fun with her upstairs. You didn’t even let me watch as you and the men took her body again and again. They got their payment and now they are gone. Its just you, her, and I.  She is injured but still alive. I watch, breathless, as you kick her down the stairs. One of her eyes is missing, but her other is bulging, trying to see what terror you have in store for her next.

Then its there, that feeling in my gut – jealousy. You look at me, like the worthless piece of shit I am, and laugh at me. You tell me to pay attention, that you have a new girl, a better girl. I seethe on the inside and I hate you and love you all at the same time. You grab her by her long bloody hair. I put my hand to my own head and feel no hair – you burned it off a long time ago. I can never be a princess for you again. I am ruined and useless. I watch as you break her arms and place her on the table, limbs hanging helplessly.

I long to be her, and that little bitch doesn’t even appreciate it. I live for your torment, you have made me want you above everything else. And now, that you know the ultimate pain for me is to watch you inflict your hatred on someone else – you revel in it. You know cutting me or burning me no longer hurts me. Not in the way you need to hurt me. I watch as you slide your hard cock inside her limp convulsing body. I want your cock so bad. Why do you do this to me? Why do you withhold the only thing I have left to want? You are true evil. 

Taste For Virgin Blood

You enjoy taking me from the inside and working your way out. Nothing excites you quite like that first stream of blood running out of my pussy. I remember the first time you made me bleed. It seems so long ago. U spread my leg and your digusting mouth hung open, drooling over my fresh virgin blood.  You dipped your fingers in and tasted it like a tot tasting cotton candy for the first time.

You made me taste it as well. The coppery flavor of the first blood drove my senses wild. I was so young, and you are so evil. I didn’t want to like it. I didn’t want to like you. But there we were, sharing my virgin blood. Together in a moment of horrow with blood on our lips. You took everything from me that day, and have continued to own my life every day since.

Now you must use your knives and your barbed tools to create that blood dripping from my tiny pussy. Its red, its real, but nothing is satisfying you like that first blood. You get angry and take your rages out on me. You beat me, cut me, burn me, and yet nothing can give you what you want. You took it too soon you stupid,greedy,evil man. That earns me another slice across my chest. But it enrages you even more that you know I like it.

You taste the blood from my chest, and spit it back in my face. It will never be good enough. My body is full of the blood you thought would quench you, but it doesn’t. You need my help. Please let me go and I promise I will lure in what you desire so. I promise I will come back. You have power over me, and I know you are almost ready to trust me. Trust me and make the deal that will quench your bloody taste.

Hanging by a Hook

I woke up in the meat locker. Cold and afraid and hanging by a hook placed firmly through the skin of my back. I tried to move, but it only made the chain I was hanging from swing, and caused me a great deal of pain. Where the hell was I? I looked around, and all I could see were other girls and what looked like young ones, maybe fetuses, hanging from other hooks of all different lengths.

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Some were alive, like me, some appeared to be dead or maybe just sleeping.  The girls body closest to me was skinned from head to toe and her eyes bulged with no eyelids. It was difficult to determine if she was dead or alive. I tried to speak and realized my tongue was gone. Cut out no doubt. It was silent in the giant freezer room, so I assumed no one had a tongue left. But how did I get here?

I heard a door slam behind me but I couldnt bear to look, I was too afraid. I decided to shut my eyes and pretend to be dead in hopes that whatever evil just came in would leave me alone. I heard footsteps echoing towards me and I began to tremble uncontrollably. I knew this would give me away, but it was out of my control. I felt a hand grab my face and heard a voice tell me “Welcome to Hell”. I cringed and opened one eye, and immediately wished I hadn’t. It was him. It was the man who had been following me.

Memories came rushing back – being grabbed and drug through the woods and then horribe visions of experiments in his laboratory. I remembered him severing my clitoris and indeed now felt the stinging pain between my legs.  He saw my terror and laughed like a demon. Maybe he was a demon, maybe this was hell? I could no longer wrap my mind around what was happening. I felt him reach up between my legs, as if he were looking for something inside me. He grinned and said “You’re almost ready now.”.  It made me shudder. Ready for what?

Your New Apprentice

I see you have an apprentice now? He is so young, just a boy. I wonder where you found him, but I dare not ask. I am still in pain from your beating this morning.  I know he isn’t your son, but I sense he belongs to you now, just like I do. Just like we all do. But he isn’t caged or tied? He is with you by your side, listening and learning.  You both approach me, I shudder uncontrollably as fear grips my body. You laugh and I can see you speaking to him, but I can’t hear a word. You punctured my ear drums long ago.

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I see you both laughing and you point to me, as I lay on the cold floor, unable to move from my ropes.  You kick me in the gut and blood comes out of my mouth. When I catch my breath, I see the boy smile and pull his leg back to kick me. Something in his eyes terrifies me. This is the moment he changes into a monster like you. UGGHHH. He kicks me with unbelievable force in my chest. I am shocked by the power he has at his tender age. Blood drips from my mouth onto the floor and he reaches down and rubs my face in it. I can see the evil in his eyes. He is loving this.

I plead with my eyes and shake my head trying to convince him this is wrong, and to run away. My horror is obvious and this makes you very pleased. I want you to spare the boy, I dont want you to be able to cultivate your cruelty into another person. But its too late. He has seen too much. He has a taste for blood, and nothing will stop his progression now. The boy gets on his knees, and while I still plead NO with my eyes, he shoves his little hard cock into my bloody mouth. I close my eyes, and then close my lips around his evil little cock.

I open my eyes when I feel the cum coursing towards my mouth. The boy is laughing at me, his eyes are black, and he shoots his demon cum deep in my bloody face. I can see the pride on your face, and I know now that my torment will never end.

Kick Me When I am Down

You have me tied up in the back of your dirty van. You found me, just like I knew you would. You have stripped me naked and beat the fuck out of me. My arm is definitely broken, and I can barely see out of my swollen eyes. You look back from the drivers seat and see that I am awake. I can see by your evil smile that you know this means it time for more sadistic fun. I try to whimper, but I can’t make a sound, because I know this will just enrage you more. 

You laugh at my terror, and pull the van off road into the trees. I can hear them crashing against the side of the van and my body gets thrown around as the van bumps through the forest. My bruises are on fire by the time you stop. You hop out of the van and slide the door open. The light stings my eyes and tears start to flow again. You terrify me. I know what pleases you, and I know that its my pain. You drag me out by whats left of my mangled hair,onto the hard ground.

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You kick me in my gut, and tell me what a dirty worthless cum slut I am. And you’re right, that’s all I am and thanks to you, all I will ever be. You kick my face and I swallow a couple of my teeth, the taste of fresh blood seems seductive to me now. You grin that evil grin once more, after seeing my momentary pleasure, you take your cock out and piss all over my pathetic body. The urine burns my wounds, but again, I love it. You have made me into the pathetic pain loving whore that you have always wanted.

You shove your cock into my broken mouth and my blood drips down your balls. You choke me with your cock. My lips are destroyed and I have no power to fight. I close my eyes again and fade out, wondering where we will be next time I wake up.