What is your worst nightmare? You wanna know what mine is. It is a man with a evil sheep thing mask shirtless with a saw. I am walking down the road on my way home from a shoot and he stops and asks me for a ride. I start to run because of the mask and saw, and he parks and takes off after me. I fall into a hole and he picks me up and slams my head into the ground my face is all bloody. He throws me into the back of his truck and takes me into a someone kind of shed. Blood is dripping on my face and I can barley see. He straps me on to a table and all I can see is his mask looking over me. He takes that saw and starts slicing my legs and takes my skin in one strip. There is blood everywhere, and he ripped my stomach off and had all my guts laying everywhere. Mhm a bloody mess sounds so good. Maybe this isn’t a nightmare but one deep fantasy
A nightmare or a fantasy?
Yearning For The Taste Of Human Flash
Daddy has become increasingly violent with me lately. I think its because my uncle who just got out of prison has been staying with us. I overheard him talking about how his years in prison were hard but not as hard as his dick was when he thought about all the painful, torturous things he had done to that girl. Hearing how he had brutally shoved objects deep inside of her pussy and ass and fucked them simultaneously, made me dripping wet. He described to Daddy how much he loved fucking her while wearing a specially made cock ring that was fitted with sharp blades. He described in detail how the warm blood felt as it gushed around his cock. He said he then put it in her tight asshole and ripped it wide open. He said she was gushing blood and the stickiness excited him. He laughed sadistically as he told how he had literally fucked the life out her and continued fucking her dead body until it turned cold. He said the bladed cock ring had turned her pussy into something that looked like ground meat and that the taste was phenomenal. You could see the gleam in Daddy’s eyes as he fantasized about fucking a woman to death and cannibalizing her remains.
He called aloud for me, his worthless whore, to come into the room. As I entered I saw both Daddy and Uncle stroking their large hard cocks. I had never seen Daddy’s swollen quite this large. I undressed as I was ordered to. They approached me with lust in their eyes. I was paralyzed with fear as Uncle ran the knife down the side of my face, my chest, and between my legs. I was relieved when he and Daddy double penetrated me with their cocks, rather than using a bladed object. Even then, they fucked me so hard between them, I screamed in pain as they pounded my holes brutally, but thankful that they were not fucking me to death – at least not yet.
Make mine rare, please.
I have this crazy friend who loves the taste of human flesh. He is always telling me stories of how badly he wants to go out and get a young girl to deep fry. I laughed my ass off until I realized that he was telling the truth. Now I found myself aroused by that thought. With Halloween coming soon, I was feeling pretty wicked. Time to practice my evil skills and offer to be his accomplice.
He knew exactly where to find our victim. A local brat camp filled with the young and tasty. It was an easy grab and run. We brought her back to the dungeon where no one could hear her screams. It was time to prep her. First, we purged her by forcing laxatives down her throat and left her lying in her own piss and feces. A good hot pressure wash removed the nasty along with most of her skin. The sight of her lying there naked and scalded made my friend so horny that he couldn’t resist basting her insides with a few loads of cum. We violated every hole with a cock, bottles, and a piece of pipe. Her screams made me cum so hard. She figured out our plans when we set up a giant turkey fryer full of peanut oil. Her screams died down to pleas for her life and offers of anything we wanted. They all beg. It didn’t make a difference in the end, when my friend held her carcass over the fryer and dropped her in. One shrill cry and she was gone. I have to admit that she was quite tasty even though I prefer my flesh on the rare side.
Halloween is coming. Hide your brats and pets. I’m lurking nearby looking for fresh meat.
Hell Has Arrived
I could feel blood oozing from the 8 gashes he’d left on my body, never in the same place. I peeked one eye open just in time to see him taking the pipe back from Brandy. I took a deep breath, because I knew this next bit would be what would get the screams he was looking for. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared myself as best I could in the few seconds between that time and the time I heard the pipe slice through the air, landing hard on the fleshy area between my rib cage and my hip on the left side. I shrieked with the pain of that pipe slamming into my innards. He swung it again quickly, striking the other side in about the same place. He hit both sides once more each, then swung lower and hit my hips on each side, then my thighs, drawing stronger screams with each blow.
When he finally stopped, I was heaving tearful wails, struggling to catch my breath. After a minute or 2, I realized nothing else had happened in a while, and I finally mustered up my courage to glance in his direction. He was moving closer, but the smile plastered on his face was ferociously scary. I noticed the pipe was still in his hand, and my worries doubled. My heart started racing faster, and I could literally feel the sweat start to pour from my skin. When he got just in front of me, he took that pipe, and he shoved it into my pussy until it hit bottom, then shoved more, almost like he was trying to force that pipe up through my body from my cervix. I screamed and thrashed, but that only made it worse, so I tried my best to be still and just endure it. He pulled it mostly back out, then pounded it deeper into my pussy, shoving harder. After what felt like another 5 minutes of that insistent, drilling pressure in my pussy, I felt it leave me.
I should have been prepared for it, but I wasn’t. Almost immediately after that was removed from my pussy, I felt it rammed into my ass, and I swear it felt like it went straight up my spine and into my neck, so forceful was his hand. I screamed in frustration and I cried. I looked pleadingly at Brandy, and she mouthed an apology for the pain I was going through, but gave me a thumbs up for taking it like a champ.
TBC
Daddy’s punishment
*SMACK* another blow of his palm strikes my face, stinging my flesh. “You have a serious problem following instructions, don’t you, whore?!” I try to speak, but all I manage is a strangled gurgle when he yanks on my leash, making me fall to my face while he drags me across the room.
The concrete is so cold and rough, raking skin off of my face, my lips, my tits, and my knees. Little droplets of blood start forming all over the front of me on my milky, pale skin. “Now get our face in that fucking corner!” he orders. Turning painfully, I face the corner, bending low on my palms. He uses his foot to push my face to the floor. “I said ALL the way into the corner, slut!” I want to cry, but I’m not ready to, not yet. “Now grab those ass cheeks, and show me that nasty poop hole.” I do as I’m told, spreading them nice and wide. My little snatch is already dripping.
“You know you’re my nasty little cunt, don’t you?” here come the tears, “Yes, sir.” I reply. “And you know you upset me, don’t you?” I nod and squeak out “Yes, sir.” He growls under his breath, “Then you know why you’re getting punished.” I close my eyes against the dripping blood, trying to brace myself for whatever was about to come. Suddenly a searing pain tears open my tiny little asshole, filling my completely as he rams his fist into me, twisting and turning. A scream threatens to escape my throat, but I suppress it, and in a trembling voice I manage to say, “Thank you, daddy.”
What do you think my next punishment should be?
My Truck Driver
If you follow my blogs, you know that what really gets me off are rape fantasies. I like to be taken by surprise and manhandled. So, when I went hitchhiking across town the other day, I was secretly hopeful that I would be picked up by a horny guy who was going to have his way with me. When the 18 wheeler stopped for me, I was a bit nervous, but I got in. I was wet and horny and got just what I wanted. This super hot guy just winked at me and asked where I was going. I replied that I was hoping to run into a guy that wouldn’t mind fulfilling a rape fantasy. He cocked his head to the side and grinned and I knew that it was on.
He pulled into the next truck stop and gave me just what I’d been waiting for, his long throbbing cock filled my pussy and ass with loads of cum. He took it rough and left me bruised, but I’ve never felt better.
Cannibalism Phone Sex: What’s for Dinner?
Cannibalism phone sex was not on my agenda this weekend. I went camping with some girlfriends for Labor Day weekend. We did it old school too. Tents and everything. I had this nagging feeling that someone was watching us Friday night. I wrote it off as having seen one too many horror films. We got in the jeep to go four wheeling the next morning when we blew a tire. I got out to see what the problem was to discover an arrow throw the front tire. This was no accident. Arrows started flying through the air at us. We were being hunted. As I tried to get my girls in a group, an arrow went right through Paula. Lilly and I ran screaming but we were caught up in a net suspended us in the trees. There he was underneath us, making yummy noises like we were dinner. We soon realized we were dinner. Paula was too skinny to be a good meal he said, but Lilly and I had just the right amount of meat on our bones to be succulent he said. I thought this was some sort of sick joke or a bad dream. But we ended up in his cabin in the woods being prepped for his dining pleasure. We were hosed down like animals; all jewelry removed; our heads shaved since we were not natural blondes. We were dipped in a vat of melted butter, olive oil and seasonings. Our skin glistened as he made sure to rub his special sauce all over our bodies. We screamed when we saw the industrial size oven and the huge pans. I tried to plead for mercy. He shoved an apple in my mouth to shut me up. A matching one was shoved up my ass. He was humming a tune, when he opened the oven door. Warm air waffled over us as he sat us in the pans and pushed us in the oven. “See you soon for dinner,” was the last thing I heard.
Survival
I lay out everything we need on the coffee table, making sure there will be no delay when he arrives. I followed every instruction The note I was left said to. I get naked, and kneel, naked, on the floor between one end of the coffee table and the couch, and I wait. He’s coming up the hallway, I can hear him. The door opens. He’s tall, and his eyes aren’t just colored dark, but look dark. As ordered, I don’t speak. He locks the door behind him. He looks me over, feels the weight of each of my tits, opens my mouth, and sits down. Whipping his cock out, he orders me to move between his knees. He gets what he needs together from the table. “start sucking my junk, whore, I want to be in your throat when this hits.” I do exactly as I’m told. His cock is so dirty, and sweaty. Just how I like them. So I start going to town, cleaning every inch, and sucking him in deep when his meat springs to life. If I’m a good girl, maybe he’ll let me live when he’s done with me.
Taboo Phone Sex with an Evil Babysitter
Evil babysitter Gray is all over the whole taboo phone sex scene. In fact she is always on the look out for new brats to become her next victims and there is always a filthy perverted boyfriend in the picture willing to assist. One afternoon a musician friend of hers was getting all worked up over some hot little tramp dressed up in a school uniform and needed Grays assistance.
I was informed of some trampy young thing with the perfectly undeveloped body of one much younger that Gary was dying to get his cock in. He loves small bodied females that he could age play with and this time wanted my help to lure her in.
I have never rejected the opportunity to watch some hot young thing being filmed in some ass rape porn. I was excited to help and loved it even more when he wanted me to actually assist him in penetrating that tight little cunt. Once he finished with her she would be nothing but a corpse as he always had to feel their little bodies go limp on his cock before he could orgasm.
Call Me
Want some nasty snuff phone sex? You came to the right place, and I think your in luck. I haven’t recently got a call from anyone that is as fucking twisted and demonic as me. I have had a few vanilla snuff calls but I miss the blood smearing, people eating, raping calls. Those are the calls that get this tiny cunt wet. I want you to fucking cut off pieces of my beautiful skin and fry them up right in front of me and feed them to me. Make me pay for being the nasty skank I am. I am on my knees begging for you to call and put me in my fucking place. I want a real twisted fucked up person just like me to tell me how they would mutilate me.