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.
I gave 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!
Here, Piggy, Piggy!!
I should’ve known he wasn’t a real cop. I was walking out of the bar when he stopped me. “Miss, you aren’t planning on driving, are you?” he asked, looking stern.
I laughed at him. The next thing I knew, he had me thrown against the wall. “Spread ’em, bitch.” he said, frisking me and grabbing my tits. I was scared as I was already on probation. “Don’t make me taze you.” I cowered as he reached up under my skirt and fingered my pussy. I think a man in uniform is hot, so I didn’t fight when he unfastened his uniform pants. He grabbed me by the hair and bent me over.
I felt his cop cock penetrate me deeply. I put both hands on the wall to take the force of his thrusts. His balls were banging hard against me. “Please, sir, Take me to jail, but don’t do this.” I begged. He smashed my face against the wall. “Shut the fuck up, druggy cunt. I know how you fuck all the guys around here. You didn’t give me the time of day until I was a cop.”
I knew then who he was. He was the local perv who took advantage of women when they were drunk. He was famous for roofies in ladies drinks, then taking them home to fuck them, sodomize them, and make videos to blackmail them with.
His thick cock swelled in my unwilling pussy. I felt him start to shudder and I knew he was going to spew his dirty cum deep inside me. I began to fight and scream, hearing my cries echo in the empty street. He pulled out then and spun me around. “Suck me off.” he ordered, punching me in the face.
I gobbled furiously as he pumped his load into my face, yelling obscenities, and making a scene. He left me leaning against the wall in shock as he re-entered the club, waiting for his next victim. I limped down the dark alley, bloodied and broken, heading home to find some release in druggie paradise.
Accomplice Phone Sex Police Officer Helps Make Young Rape Porn
Normally, I like accomplice phone sex, but not all masters are created equally. My eldest stepson, for example, is a sick bastard. He blackmails me into doing his dirty work. He knows about my cocaine habit and that I fuck my much younger biological sons. He showed up today with a police uniform for me to wear. I really had no clue how sick he was until he told me I was to pose as a school police officer and lure a few brats off school grounds for a special sex party. That was 7 years ago. I am still donning that same outfit to help him make young rape porn.
I do as I am told or he will ruin my life. More so than he already has that is. I walked right on to school property. No one questioned a female officer. Even teachers who never saw me before didn’t ask for a badge or proof of identity. I went into the girl’s locker room. I know his type. Really young. Not fully developed yet. No hair on the pussy. Little bumps for boobs. Cute little bubble buts. And, extremely angelic looking. I observed for a moment then found 4 girls together dressing who appeared to be friends. I explained that I was sent by one of their parents to take them all home to one girl’s house as there had been an accident. They started crying. Guess I should have thought of a better story. But it got all of them in the molester van as I call it.
Old police van we got an auction years ago. Lots of sick shit has happened in the back of that van. Wasn’t stopping anytime soon. My stepson was in the back posing as an officer too. Those little girls had no idea they would never see their families again. My step son makes top dollar making underground movies with little girls and old men. Young little sex slaves are big earners. I know my part. I drugged them, undressed them, used a dildo on their little bald mounds and asses to loosen then up a bit. They did have cute little bodies. I can see why men like those school girls. I am no angel. I love my school bus riding sons, but I would never torture them, sell them to John Wayne Gacy or snuff them out. My step son has no morals. All he cares about is profit. And young flesh yields him top dollar. I brought him 4 school girl virgins to be molested and force fucked on film by old rich perverts.
When we got to his studio, the girls were wasted. They had stopped crying and asking questions. There were over 100 men, mostly Russian and Eastern European waiting with wads of cash. The four highest bidders went first. They paid to pop the cherries. Watching fat sweaty men hump young little girls was hotter than I imagined. I started masturbating as I watched countless men violate the holes of innocent school girls. Their innocence was lost that day. Lifeless little strung out whores, covered in cum had all their holes stretched out. Asses prolapsed. Little cunnies ruined and coated in blood. Used whores now. Can’t take them back to their parents, but can profit off them again. Besides pimping out young girls as whores to dirty old men, the second biggest money maker is young snuff porn. Force fuck them then snuff them means double profit. I have probably lured away 100s of milk carton faces over the years. Yet no one ever expects a ginger haired soccer mom to lure little ones to their demise. I steal innocence instead of baking cookies.
She learned not to cross me
You would think she would have known not to cross me – but she just assumed since I was somewhat friends with her I would let her get away with ripping me off… oh how she was wrong! Bitch I’m not your fucking friend! You underestimated me, I have NO friends, and when I lent you money I expected it back paid in full in the time period you said you would be paying me. And here it’s been two fucking weeks?! You’re right, I was too fucking easy on you and that’s why you’re really going to pay for it. There is nothing I fucking hate more than being deceived. I’ll snatch up your fat unsuspecting ass in no time. I’ll humiliate and torture you for days and soon you will be begging to eat out of the palm of my hand. You’ll lick up dog food on the fucking floor like it’s the yummiest shit you’ve ever tasted. You will worship me and whomever I bring this time to fuck you raw. You are absolutely nothing… and you’ll know that no matter what you do, no matter how much you beg and plead and cry…you will NEVER see the light of day again. No bitch crosses me and gets away with it. I will fuck your little brains till you beg on your knees for more. And then I’ll make you beg for the pain. The pain from the brand you have all over you, my little whore now no longer a friend to me in any way you are mine forever…. Until I snuff the life right out of you the very day I get bored with you. If I were you, I would have never borrowed money from me – but then again, I probably would have done this anyway to your dumb fucking ass.
The Crime Scene
You watch tv and you hear the same old line, “The killer always goes back to the crime scene.” It’s true, I go back every time. I like to look at the roses, or toys left behind. I am a sick twisted bitch and love to hurt people. I always take a little piece of them home for Crowley to eat. I love feeding my big fur baby. He loves to eat my victims. It is like he craves it over his bagged shit dry food. I need to feed him fresh meat more often. He loves it so much. My fur baby rewards me after I feed him. I’ll be covered in blood and after he eats his treat he comes over to me and starts licking me from head to toe. He takes his time right at my pussy. I like to fuck after I end their lives. I get my pussy covered in blood just for Crowley. When his cold wet nose rubs against my clit I am instantly wet. His big wide tongue slips in and out of my pussy hole. God I love him and I love the crime scenes I leave behind.