All tucked in, teddy held tight in your arms, your eyes are heavy and you long to be in that magical world known as dreamland. You feel yourself drifting closer to that place where the clouds are giant marshmallows and you can play with all the animals. Not tonight…..tonight I am sending the darkest shadows to that happy place. Where you thought there would be light, there will be dark. Terror lurks in every shadow and evil is chasing you. Your heart is beating with fear, the faster you run the closer it gets. The walls are closing in on you, breathing in and out and trapping you. You open your mouth to scream but no sound escapes your lips. Mommy and Daddy are no where to be found. You’re alone, abandoned, helpless and the devil himself is breathing down your neck. You can feel his hot breath on the back of your neck. You dare to turn around and look into the glowing red eyes that are the face of death. Your going to die here in what was once your safe place. You wake up with a start, sweat soaking your cute little pajamas, your walls softly lit by glowing stars and moons. Afraid to close your eyes and go back to sleep? Good that is how it is supposed to be….
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I was going to go back to school to get an education so I could get a good job but it seems like everything keeps stopping me in my tracks. When I went down to the campus to enroll and meet with the councilor, things went way different then I expected. As he got up behind me to get something off of his fax machine he injected me with something in my neck. I woke up tied to a rolling chair dressed in a school girl outfit. I actually like this outfit. As I wait alone, I look around and observe my surroundings. My hands are tied so tied behind my back, the material is cutting into my skin and there is some blood leaking out of my wrist. In enters the room three men. They are all completely naked and look like they are ready to play with me and my body. They are being rough as they pull my hair and head back and choke me. I gag and gasp for air to the point where I vomit. One of them shoves their vomit covered cock in my throat and skull fucks me. He explodes his cum load deep into my stomach. Before I can swallow his remaining cum in my mouth, the other guy shoves his cock straight into my pussy with a knife against my pubis. With each thrust inside of me he pokes slits in my cunt pouch. The third man can not wait to get in, I can tell his attention towards me is going to be the roughest. For now he keeps stroking his cock and staring at me. Blood keeps dripping down my thighs all the way down to my toes. This definitely delays my education, or does this mean I am enrolled?
The Wendigo
I was born evil, I was born with a hunger that never ended. I hunt for my meal. I like fresh meat, I don’t kill every piece of meat I see. I look for the perfect one. Juicy while living. Young meat is still tender and soft, it cooks well in its own juices. The thrill of hunting is intoxicating. Its like my drug. After I snag my hunt I do not kill it right away. I bring it home, I clean the body and remove its hair. I want my meat to know exactly what I intend them for. I love listening to my sweet meat cry and beg me to let them go. These whores I find on the street are homeless, drunk and alone. I show them my photos of my past meals, taunting them with the recipes I have to make their human flesh taste so amazing. I get so turned on listening to them that I go and find porn to help me cum. My porn is stories online about different Cannibalism stories. I found one about the Wendigo. The wendigo is a monster. I am the Wendigo. I am the monster who eats people. I am the monster who is sexually charged by killing. Are you a monster? Do you want to turn into my wendigo mate? Come eat with me.
Jingle, Jangle, Tick, Tock…
Here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail….WTF is it? It can’t be human. It’s not the freaking Easter Bunny. It’s Michael, the jingly jangly bell wearing pansy. He’s coming down the hall, dancing a jig, and looking pukey in pepto pink. I hate faggots, and bunnies, and sissies who wear “pretty pink penis pouches.” And I especially hate pink.
If I had the chance, I’d like to turn him blood red instead, after I beat his fairy ass with a cane until he cries like a little girl. Oh, I wouldn’t kill him slowly and painfully. I’d just give him what he wants. I’d slice open those ruffled panties and stroke his pathetic little cock until it was swollen. Then, I’d make him beg for his life. Or worse, yet, I’d cut off his balls and useless appendage and make him into a girly with an ass-pussy and a pair of jingly bells.
“Oh Michael, better pay up. The WBMT girls need vacation money. We are some greedy bitches. If you don’t comply with our wishes, and become our paypiggy, we’ll make your name public in our blogs so the whole world knows your secret, Michael Fra…”
(Evil giggles) I think I’ll turn your pretty pink pics into my own evil creations. Maybe then you’ll know how serious we are, you little pansy. Better open that wallet wide. Blackmail bitches are coming for your cotton candy ass.
Shake that cute little ass right over to the bank now and give in to our demands and we’ll spare you the shame and humiliation of having your friends and family know your dirty little secret. I’d hate to have to send that nasty cum-stained penis pouch home to your family. Makes my pussy wet just to think about the pain I’d cause.
Ohhhh, pink is so much prettier when it’s splattered with red…..
Your evil freak,
Natasha
I gave her what she really deserved
I watched from behind the crime scene tape as the body was put into the body bag and loaded. Watched as the photographer took pictures of where the body was, the chalk outline turning red with the blood on the ground. Everyone was talking, wondering who this monster was and why this had happened. I touched my pussy; it was hot and wet… the thrill of it all turning me on like crazy. It’s so funny, standing here and watching all the commotion, they have not a clue that the person they are looking for it right there, loving every moment of it and knowing damn well that you’ll never in a million years suspect me. It all happened earlier as a typical night for me, I was bored and decided to go out to the bar to see what dumb little victim I could find… it didn’t take long either. This chick was yelling and clearly drunk, trying to start fights with other men and stumbling all over the place. I knew it was only a matter of time before she was kicked out. And as usual, I was right. She left, with of course a scene as they always do. I followed from not too far behind knowing a female like me causes absolutely no suspicion in all these dumb bitches these days. I guess she went to go puke in a corner of a very dark alley, I followed quietly behind. This bitch didn’t even notice me, but she sure did notice when I quickly sliced her throat. She couldn’t even scream. I sliced it only enough to where she would slowly bleed out, giving me just enough time to have my fun with this dumb fucking whore. I slid her panties down her legs she stared at me wide-eyed and gurgling, I just had to let her know that she wasn’t my first victim and that she wouldn’t be my last, just in time to give her what she really deserved.
The Curse
The moon was high in the black night sky, a storm was brewing as I sat and watched the house. The widows were lit from within. Earlier, when no one was home, I had crept in and placed the cursed stone behind the sofa in the living room. Now I waited to see what mayhem would befall the house hold. Suddenly I heard the loud voices of fighting coming from inside. Then I saw the silhouette of the couple fighting. I could tell her hands were up in self defense and he was beating her. The screams brought the juices of excitement flowing down my legs. Suddenly I saw the splash of blood across the window and she fell limp. Sneaking in I crept to the window and watched him, on top of her, his face covered in her blood and his mouth full of her flesh. He was devouring her and I was standing there masturbating to the scene before me. Tomorrow I would remove the stone and place it in another house and wait to see how well it worked.
Gangbang Rape Porn Turns Deadly
Gangbang rape porn excites me. I love to get trained by lots of men. I was feeling in need of a hot cum filled gang bang the other night, so I put on a sexy barely there outfit and went looking for trouble. This underground swingers club I go to admits singles , so I knew I could hook up with some men there safely, at least I thought. I was blowing this guy while his friend fucked my ass, everything was hot and sexy. Guys were joining in and you would have thought I was the only chick in the place based on all the cock my fuck holes were getting.
A couple other gals joined in eventually. It was hot. Four girls to like 100 cocks. I like that ratio. I love gang bangs, group sex, bukkake parties, orgies…nothing too wild for this fuck slut. Well, that is what I thought until the gang bang turned into something out of a snuff porn. Guys started strangling me, choking me, slapping me around. Two blonde bitches like me were dragged to the back of the club by their hair and strung up like they were to be lynched above the bar. They were hanging by their hair. I could see their scalps tearing from their heads. The pain had to be unbearable. What the fuck was happening. I tried to be a good fuck slut. I licked cum off the floor. I sucked cocks clean that had been in my ass. I let guys piss on me without flinching or gagging. I took cigar burns to my clit and nipples.
If torture sex was what they wanted, I gave it to them. I just wanted them to not kill or scalp me. I had been to this club countless times and the only thing that ever hurt me before was huge cock. It was like these men got a taste of OPP and went crazy. As one guy was fucking my asshole with a let cigar, another woman attempted to come to my defense. A guy snapped her neck like he was Steven Segal. She fell lifeless to the ground. I could hear screams from the girls strung up by their hair as I was tortured. Then the screams stopped. I heard a thud. I snapped my next around to see the girls lifeless bodies on the floor. Guys gathered around cumming on them. I was the only girl alive. Wasn’t sure if it was a blessing or a curse.
I thought sure my turn was next. I didn’t see myself leaving the club in anything but a body bag. “We don’t kill good fuck sluts who can handle the pain and keep their mouths shut,” one guy seethed as he pushed me out the back door. Naked, battered, scared, I crawled home not knowing if what had happened was real, staged or some sort of drug induced living nightmare. My bruises and wounds were real, but then again I like it rough.
The Thrill Of The Hunt
The weekend is upon us and I have a wonderful hunt scheduled. I have two couples in the basement that I abducted last week. I have resisted the urge to play with them, as difficult as that has been. They are shackled, but have been well fed and taken care of and other then living out a couple of rape fantasies over the week they have been well cared for. Tonight several friends are coming over and we are taking our prey out to a large piece of land that we use. We will strip them naked and release them with nothing but their wits into the night. We wait 20 minutes and then sound the horn for the start of the hunt. I will feel that familiar tingle inside when I see the gleam of hope in their eyes. But they won’t get off the land alive. Hunting humans is one of my favorite things to do. the hunt is usually over with in twenty four hours. I hope this time these victims are a bit more resourceful and it lasts at least till Sunday morning.
Prison Gangbang
It all started so innocently. I visited the prison to see my old friend, Bucky. He was doing 20 years and I knew darn well that he was hornier than fuck. I reached under the visiting table and began to stroke his cock through his prison orangies. He smiled and whispered. “Let’s have some fun.” The guy behind him with another visitor turned and smiled. “Suck that old man’s cock for me.” he pointed. I laughed at him. He knew I would take any fucked-up dare.
I had that old man’s cock in my mouth as soon as his ‘ol lady left the room. I was jerking on Bucky’s meat, too. I noticed the guard at the front table eyeing us, but then I saw his hand go underneath the desk and start fondling, so I knew it was cool. I felt like I was in control.
That’s where things got all fucking twisted. Two more guys sitting at the back moved forward. One of them grabbed me and tore at my clothes. A big guy yanked me away and shoved his cock in my face. I had always been the bitch in control and this wasn’t fun. “Get the fuck off me.” I screamed.
“You wanna tease, little girl. We aint had no pussy in years. You gonna get it.” I was surrounded by men. The guard was still playing with his own cock, just staring at my body. “It was just a fucking game.” I screamed. “There are no games when you have 12 years of cum build-up, bitch. We want pussy.” the big black one snarled.
I was knocked to the floor and they were on me. My panties were ripped off. I felt one trying to shove an oversized meatstick into my asshole. Another one pulled me on top of him, thrusting up into my juicy hole. A third grabbed me by the hair and forced his cock into my mouth. I wanted to bite him but I knew he had no reason not to kill me. I was screaming as they tore me, pumping furiously and filling me with globs of overripe sperm. When I refused to open my mouth, they punched and kicked me. These were some sorry fuckers.
Buddy was cheering them on. “Fuck her. Ride that cunt. make her take that cum. Knock the slut up.” He had them so inflamed that they just hurt me more. My tit was bleeding where one bit me. Clumps of my hair lay on the floor. I was bruised, inside and out. And still, they fucked me. It was an endless nightmare that finally ended when the guard came over and finished off on me, jerking out his last spurt on my face. “Ok, boys, that’s enough. Visiting hours are over. Finish that nut and git!!” As the last one splattered me with inmate goo, the guard flipped the security camera back on.
“Time to go, ma’am. Playtime’s over.” he smiled, showing a missing tooth gap. I vowed right then that I’d get him, make his life hell, fuck his wife and wee ones want to see him whimper. This isn’t the end. Oh, no. He done fucked with the wrong little g
Taboo Phone Sex; Firefighter’s Are Not Always For Good
I went with him just to check it out. I was not quiet sure what he was talking about, because when ht talked about it, it was like it was a living being. The way that it moved, the way that it danced, he told me it made love to him. Fire, was his love, his one and only true love beside the sweet release of his cock as he shoved his hand inside of a young cunt turning her into his own little puppet. There was a devious grin that grew across his face as he mentioned that. He wanted to tell me his story, to show me how it all worked. He wanted me to make him and his wife infamous. I could only assume that he was talking about the red, orange and yell flame since he had not drawn his eyes off of the gun metal black zippo since he pulled it out of his pocket. I must say, I was very intrigued. I was a fan of all thing taboo phone sex so any new way to go about playtime with little girlies was good to me.
We showed up at a house and sat out in his truck. He was one of those volunteer firefighters. He had the light bar on the top of his truck so no one ever really thought twice about him being anywhere. Inside a house was a family who seemed as sweet as any nasty disgusting family could be. He began to tell me about them and then got to the precious little brat. I could see the cock grow in his pants as he went on about her. She was sweetly innocent, and I adored that. We waited till everyone fell asleep. Mommy and Daddy argued and we could see the little runt crying in her room. He felt sympathy for her, wanted to save her, lover her like a man should love something so tiny and decadent. He spoke of her like he talked about his love of fire. Once everyone was down we lept into action. He put something around the house, possibly lint, just under the parents window and on top of their roof.
He them lit it and placed his zippo into his pocked replacing it with his phone. “Hello I would like to report a fire,” he said reporting the address and then removing the sim card tossing it into the already rapidly burning flame. He had informed me the earlier that day he destroyed part of the structure in their attic. He said that way their door and ceiling would collapse over the parents almost instantly trapping them inside. He told me to wait outside, I hummed my own song listening to their screams. I could see the mother’s boiling flesh as she through herself against the window unable to break the glass. He came out with the little girl tossed over his shoulder and placed her in the back of the king cab truck.
We were surrounded by emergency vehicles soon. I stayed in the back with the girl, holding a tank of oxygen to her face like her ordered. The cock ass ran in with the group. They thought he pulled up when the rest of them did. It was actually ingenuous if you ask me. No one knew anything different. The windows on the truck were tinted so dark that you could not see. Not that anyone was looking anyway. Once he was done he got in and we drove back to his place. She was his little present now. I recorded as he began to feel on her, listening to her whimper. He assured her the she would love his pet snake. She did not have an option, he forced fucked her tiny pussy listening to her scream and smiling at her. Telling her thank you as she bled from being torn open. He licked he little cunt blood on his tongue. He had pulled off the perfect kidnapping. Still has her caged up. No sign of release in the future. I can’t wait till she become too old. Then she is mine!