I laid tied down on the bed for what seemed like an eternity before he returned. He walked in and smiled at me. “ now where was we” he said rubbing his chin. I just stared at him. There is something off about this man. I can’t put my finger in it. He sits on the bed next to me. He runs a hand up my leg. His hand feels like ice. I shiver. He runs that hand up to my pussy. He starts to finger me. I expected his fingers would warm up but they didn’t. What is the deal with this guy. Something doesn’t feel right. Not that it ever does. He is fingering me so well. I’m getting so wet. I start to moan. I can’t believe her is pleasuring me. I’m normally tortured. He brings me closer and closer to my peak. His fingers are still icy cold. He rubs my g-spot with the tip of his finger. I burst into and orgasm as my pussy clenches around his finger. The starts kissing my neck. How sweet. I feel so safe at this moment. He bites my neck. He is sucking my neck like a baby suckling on a nipple. My head starts to spin. He is rubbing my clit so fast it feels like a vibrator. How is that possible. He continues to suck on my neck. Everything is going dark. I feel so tired. I fall into the darkness as he lifts his head up. He licks the blood off his lips and smiles. I see it then. His coldness, strength, and how fast he can move. I see the fangs in his mouth. He is a vampire! My mind goes blank.
Blood, tears and blasphemy sex
Blood, tears and blasphemy sex, what more could you possibly need? Well down here in my special church you will see a whole lot of all of those things and more! You see, I don’t believe in your worthless god, why worship some asshole that limits every fucking thing you do? You should worship ME instead, I will be the Goddess of blood and you will kill to please me. Come to my bone church and see the sacrifice I have waiting for you, she is young and firm and we will have so much fun tearing her to pieces before we fuck on her lifeless body. Smear her innocent blood on my naked body while you pray to me, worship me the way you used to worship your old worthless god, dedicate your life to me… at least I am honest about my cruelty!
Successful breeding, but…
As a little time passed, Langley grew very fond of Lo’ Din. There was something about him, in his pheromones, that kept her in constant need of his presence. And constantly horny. The drive to have him inside her, filling her, was in every thought of every waking moment. Until one day, when it just kind of slowed down. Her body still reacted with violent orgasms whenever he touched her, licked her, fucked her body. But something changed. She felt hungry, so hungry, and aggressive. And sad.
Lo’ Din had been gone all day with a hunting party, and she had stayed behind with another girl, Sarah, who had been left in the forest a couple weeks after Langley. The day dragged on, as it got darker, she felt agitated. She didn’t know why, he’d been out hunting countless times, and she had been fine if not a little over horny while he was out. She rested on the floor of their den by the fire. It was so pretty. All of a sudden, pain racked her body, again, and again. Her vision changed. She threw up. and her body jerked and writhed, it seemed she was going to split in two. She passed out. The next she knew she was running through the forest. The moonlight was so bright, she could easily see. Not that she needed to. She could smell Lo’ Din. How could she smell him? The thought left as soon as it arrived, as the need to find him, to have him inside her filled every sense and reaction.
He barely had time to sense her before she was upon him, pinning him down, nipping and biting him, licking him all over. With a massive grown he flipped her, pinning her on her back, with a snarl that nearly reached her throat before he recognized her.
“My little one? Is that you? Why yes, it is you. I know those eyes anywhere. But… You’ve changed! I didn’t know that was possible!”
At his words she looked down at herself, surprised to see a lean, full-breasted, furry body. But she didn’t care, she reached her massively long, new tongue down, wrapping it around his already exposed red rocket, and guided it right to her furry cunt. Before he could gasp she was fucking him hard, slamming him into her faster and faster. They flailed back and fourth, dirt and parts of trees exploded around them. The wildest, carnal fuck she’d ever experienced. They both sang to the night in their orgasms.
As they lay there, spent in each others arms, she faded back to her human, naked form, huddling against him for warmth. He laid his hand on her belly.
“So, my little one. It seems when you’re pregnant, you can change. This is interesting indeed.”
“Wait, what? You mean, I’m.. We’re..” she stammered.
“Yes, you will give us a little one of our own.”
2 Girl Phone Sex Gets Brutal
Venus was a BDSM goddess, that’s for sure. She tortured me alongside the road for a bit longer, leaving welts, gashes, and bite marks at random. Then, she took me back to what I assume was her place. If I’d thought the torment was over, I got a lesson really quickly. She carried, physically carried, me into her place and straight into what looked like a dungeon of horrors. There were chains everywhere, hooks, blades, cattle prods, fireplace pokers, and a wide array of other nefarious-looking items. She laid me down on a table in the middle of the room, and made sure that my bound hands were secured.
She proceeded to grab various instruments to beat, poke, and otherwise torture me with. At one point, she even set one of the fireplace pokers into what could only be called a brazier of smoldering coals. She used the shape to brand me before poking the rod into my side deep enough to leave a cauterized gouge mark. She knew exactly how to make me scream, and every scream that I uttered drove her to want another. Finally, she brought out this massive machete-type blade, and I couldn’t help but groan in terror. She slowly slid it into my cunt and proceeded to fuck me with it, slicing into my flesh with every slow stroke. I could feel myself slowly starting to bleed out from all of the damages….
Snuffed out at the morgue
Sometimes I get a wild hair and I have the need to add another victim to my friends at the morgue. Today was that day. I saw her walking down the street in a pair of stilettos, her head held high as if she was better than everyone. I decided that she would be my victim. I followed her to her car, and when she went to get in, I came up from behind and wrapped a chain around her neck. After securing her hands and feet, I put her into the backseat of her own car and drove her to the morgue. I took her to the back room, the dungeon where I keep all of my toys. Securing her to a table, I began to cut into her body with my knife, Cassie, just to watch her bleed. Seeing her beg for mercy just made my pussy that much wetter. As I snuffed her out, I got myself off with one of the men that was just brought in earlier that day.
Ass Rape Porn with a Baseball Bat
When he picked me up at the bar, he recognized me from some ass rape porn I have done. I’m not ashamed. Letting men do whatever that want with my ass, pays the rent and more. We were at his place when he requested a show. He had all sorts of ass sex toys already out for me like he knew he would meet me tonight. I was buzzed on fruity drinks and horny as fuck, so I stuck a string of balls up my ass while he jacked off. I was buzzed, but suddenly I got fucked up. Like sick fucked up. I knew he spiked my drink with something, but I was not sure with what. I started seeing double. I asked for some water, got piss in the face instead. I puked. Started shivering, practically convulsed. No mercy was shown. In fact, he laughed at me before he grabbed a baseball bat and rammed it up my ass. He said he loved bloody ass sex. I screamed in pain as it went so far up my ass it felt like it was going to come out my mouth. I kept puking while I was receiving torture sex up my ass. When he pulled the bat out of my ass, it was dripping with shit and blood. He forced me to lick it clean. I puked some more tasting my bloody shit hole on his bat. He grabbed my hair, twisted his hand around my hair until I thought he might scalp me. My face was forced down in my puke. Then I was forced down in the bloody shit mess that came out of my ass from being sodomized by a baseball bat. He knew he would meet me that night because he stalked me for weeks. He was ready for me, but I could never be ready for him or anyone like him.
I should have tipped him..
I humiliated this boy today. He tried to grab my ass as he passed me by in the hallway. I slapped him, “No one and I mean no one wants your nasty nerdy hands on their body ever! Go fucking kill yourself you little dick loser.” I yelled it loud enough for everyone in the hallway to hear me degrading this fucking handsy asshole. I kicked him in his little tiny balls and walked away as if nothing happened. As if he wasn’t crying on the floor, puking from the pain o being kicked in the balls. Plus all the people around us laughing at this waste of life. He was better off as a cum stain. Well I got fucked up after school, I got so fucked up I passed out. Woke up with a serious case of munchies so I ordered some pizza. Guess who the fucking pizza delivery boy was, yea cum stain. I paid him but didn’t give him a tip, he didn’t deserve a fucking tip. I slammed the door in his face and started to dig in on my pizza. Next thing I know this fucker is in my living room with a bloody nose and his eyes were dark. He grabbed me when I tried to get up. He slammed me to the floor and shoved a entire piece of pizza down my throat. “I’m taking my fucking tip you whore.” I was choking on the piece of pizza as she jammed his nasty little boy cock inside of me. He kept shoving pizza in my mouth to muffle my screams. He fucked me with his tiny sausage as I choked on the fucking sausage and pepperoni pizza.
That bitch got what she deserved!
That bitch got what she deserved, honestly she shouldn’t have tried to take what was mine, if she had just stayed out of my way none of this would have ever happened! See I was at the park dressed like your typical suburban mother looking for a little bitch to bring home for a friend of mine; I had one in mind and was about to snatch her when this fucking cunt got in my way. She was so fucking nosy, asking me which brat was mine and all these other nosy questions, she talked so much that she made me miss the opportunity to take the one I wanted! Oh man that shit pissed me off! In an instant I decided that this bitch was going to die in her place even though she was older than what my friend preferred. I convinced her to come with me to my car and once there I knocked her out and took her home. We fucking cut that whore to pieces for fucking up my day, she was tortured and fucked and when we were finally done with her we took her back to the park where her little boys were still waiting for her and dumped that bitch at their feet!
Lycanthropy Loving Langley
Her eyes began to barely flutter open. The last thing she remembered was walking towards school after missing her bus. The light was painfully blinding, and stung her sensitive corneas as she tried to focus. She could feel something binding her limbs to her sides in some sort of chair. Something heavy around her neck.
A light male voice “Dr. D., Number 37 is waking up.”
A slight pause, then another voice “Why good morning, 37! I’m glad to see you’re waking up before your release.”
She’s confused, “Release? Wha… What’s going on? Where am I? Where’s mom” Who are you?” She starts to weep. Through her tears she registers some sort of hospital setting, white curtains and some men in lab coats, others in fatigues.
“Well 37, you are lucky enough to be selected for a very important role in our research. Now, I have a few questions for you. Are you sexually active?”
She feels flushed at the question. “What’s so important about my private life?”
He chuckles, “Well, I certainly do hope you’ve had at least a little experience, as virgins tend to suffer quite a bit more than others when they’re given. Are you on any sort of birth control, 37?”
“No. Why do you keep calling me ’37’? My name is Langley.” She’s getting more confused and pissed by the minute. Who did these jerks thing they are?
“Oh good!” the man called “Dr. D.” seemed overjoyed at the news. “Jim, go ahead and give her the shot.” A sharp sting into her neck.
“What the fuck was that? What are you doing to me?”
“Do you know why I don’t care what your name is, 37? Because it no longer matters. You will not be ‘Langley’ ever again. You’re never going to see your parents again, or your friends. Life as you know it will never exist. And, should you survive, you’ll eventually forget it ever existed. This place is my baby. It’s a very special kind of wildlife compound, housing my little family. They were made by me, here in these walls. But, the only problem is, they keep coming out male. Well, 37, that’s where you come in. A few human women seem genetically compatible to breed. Ok Jim, get the men to move her out. Good luck, 37. Oh, and a piece of advice, try not to be too scared, they can smell it.”
She started panicking. Nothing made sense, she couldn’t process anything the guy said. It all felt like a nightmare. Wake up, wake up, wake up!
The chair she was in was being rolled down a long, metal coated corridor towards a big door by two of the armed men. They pressed a button that raised the door, unfastened her, and threw her out into a forest, making her hit the ground hard. The door slammed shut behind her. It was dusk, and the dark was growing quickly. Once the air returned to her lungs, she stared around, shivering. The air was cold, and she was still only wearing her school uniform, and as always, no panties.
Something nearby in the forest rustled, and she heard a low growl that stood every hair on her body on end.
With a trembling voice, she called out, “Hello? is anyone there? Hello?” Another low growl was her only answer. She thought “Oh God, oh God! Maybe if I lay here and pretend to be dead it won’t hurt me.” She closed her eyes and curled up tightly. She heard something padding toward her. Closer. Closer still. Something breathed on the back of her neck, sniffing her. Her heart pounded in her throat. It sniffed the length of her body, hovering over her cunt, then back up again. A huge, hot tongue, up the side of her neck. Another growl right in her ear, and the deepest voice she’d ever heard, “female, I know you are awake, you were calling to me.”
Holy fuck! Her eyes spring open, and fear strikes her so hard she can’t even scream. Before her crouched a wolf-man, easily three times her size. His fur was coal black, his flesh dark, and his eyes gleaming golden. He was definitely male, and terrifyingly beautiful. Even as her blood ran cold, her womanhood ran hot. Again he spoke, “Get up.” She just huddled there, shivering in more than just cold. He snarled “Get up. You are mine, and you will obey!” Fear spurned her to her feet, nearly jumping clear out of her own skin. “Good girl.” he gruffed. He lowered down to his hand-paws, and stalked in a circle around her, inspecting her, before standing before her again. He repeated, “You are mine, and only mine. Do you understand?” She nodded, and mumbled under her breath “Oh God, oh God, oh God.” His big eyes narrowed, “Who is your ‘God’ you speak of?” She swallowed heard, and squeaked, “Y..Y..You are.” He seemed pleased, “Good.Why are you shaking?”
Tears ran down her cheeks, “Please, please don’t hurt me.” His stance softened, “I will not hurt you. You are mine. But, I expect obedience. Do you understand me? Do as you’re told, and you will not be injured.” She was surprised at how articulate this creature seemed. She allowed herself to look at him. His body was powerful in every way. She could feel it radiating off of him. She could feel the heat gathering in her belly begin to flow down her thighs in little drops like sweet condensation. He drew her to him, and with one claw from his great paw, sliced her clothes completely off. He carried her easily to a soft place beneath a tree and laid her down. He cupped her breasts, and his giant, long tongue began at her throat, flicking over her pulse, circling down across her erect nipples. He traced her body lines, down each side, and to her knees, before working back up her thighs. He took his time teasing her pussy lips, and finding her little pearl tucked away there. Her body reacted so violently, shuddering and quivering. Wave after wave crashed over her as he slipped his tongue inside her, tasting deep within. His red rocket was fully unsheathed when he lifted her legs far above her head, and slid inside her little cunt. She gasped with the perfectly sweet pain. She’d never experienced anything so full, so deep. Her hips rose to meet his with every stroke, the knot in his shaft growing more and more.
They came together, even as she clutched to his massive, strong chest, he howled his possession into the night.
A chorus of answering howls rung through the dark.
“He held her cheek and looked into her eyes as he told her,
“You will call me Master, little one. I am Lo’ Din. King of the wolf people. And truly, you are mine.”
Castration Phone Sex: Tis the Season To Whack off Nuts
Castration phone sex is one of my favorite calls. Tis the season to whack off testicles too. The holiday season brings out all the losers and sad sacks. In reality, the best gift a pathetic worthless piece of shit can give to the world is junk removal. If you are that pathetic you have NO business reproducing. I feel extra charitable too this time of year so I often give free ball removal services to the truly pathetic. Many men are down on their luck and can’t afford my services. In the holiday spirit, I remove their worthless junk for free. I met one such loser earlier in the week. He was panhandling on the street. He was telling tales of being a veteran, but I knew better. I went to high school with this piece of shit. He was con artist even then. Many veterans are homeless and need our help, but ass wipes like Charlie make folks leery of helping the truly homeless vets once they realize they have been scammed.
Charlie crushed on me in high school, so I saw my opportunity to give free junk removal to a bottom feeder. I told him I liked dirty sex so he didn’t need to shower. What a fucking moron to believe that line. More proof that he didn’t deserve testicles. I tied him to my bed for some kinky sex, but whacked off his balls instead of whacking him off. Blood sprayed my face, my sheets and my walls. Hot sticky blood of a total loser. I used an old rusty knife too. Dirty utensils for a dirty sorry ass man. He screamed in pain, pleaded for mercy. With rage in my eyes, I decided on some snuff sex too. I stabbed him deep in the belly. I gutted him like he was a pig and I was the butcher. Actually he was a pig and I am a butcher. A butcher of the worthless. A butcher of the annoying. A butcher of bitches. A butcher of losers. A butcher of brats. A butcher of YOU. It is going to be 24 days of murderous mayhem for me. Happy Holidays!