Dinner And A Movie

canabalism phone sex angieShe called because she wanted me to take her under my wing and teach her how to be a Sadistic. She read all my blogs and told me how hot she thought they were. How my evil and sadistic thoughts made her pussy wet. How she spent hours on line with me in secret, fucking herself and getting lost in my twisted and demented ways. Her voice was soft as silk and I knew she didn’t have an evil bone in her body. She was hypnotized by the dark side, But I know she wasn’t ready for it. The more we talked the more I pulled her in to my world. Teasing her with the allure of embracing evil. Enticing her with the satisfaction of letting go of all that is good and embracing all that is taboo and forbidden. Finally I invited her over for dinner and a movie. We were going to watch The Serbian Film. It seemed like the perfect fit. What she didn’t know was that she was going to be dinner. I had everything ready for her arrival. Of course I knew she wouldn’t be able to handle the movie and I was right. By the time it was all over with, I could smell the fear seeping out of her pours. She was trying to hide it. All I could think of was how good that fear was going to taste. Taking her to the kitchen, I asked her to take all her clothes off and lay on the table. She didn’t even notice she was laying on the cooking tray. She followed my every instruction as I tied her into a fetal position, legs up wrists tied to her ankles. I couldn’t let the opportunity pass by and I licked her sweet pussy until she came on my face. Then I began placing apples around her and herbs and oils all over her body. She moaned, enjoying my touch and oblivious to her coming fate. When I began shaving her head before placing her over the fire in my large hearth is when she began to panic. The sheer joy of the whole process made me cum. I continued to fuck myself to her brief screams as her skin crackled while being crisped and her flesh began to cook. I was so hungry and couldn’t wait to eat, again.canabalism phone sex feast

Chatroom Rendezvous

 

I sat on my ass in front of my computer for months with him behind me.  All we did was scour chatroom after chatroom for the perfect one.  I swear to God if I ever see OMG, or TTYL ever again I’m going to puke then kill the person who texted it to me.  He thought it was funny how the conversations would go.  I had to learn all about K-Pop, Izzy Azalea, Taylor Swift and other mind numbingly boring singers.  Not to mention the millions of times I had to deal with receiving those stupid yellow emoticons.  If it weren’t for the big pay off I would of told him to do it himself because I was just not liking this at all.

FINALLY she showed up one day and told me she liked my hat.  Of all the stupid things, but there she was.  We chatted for hours, all about her stupid friends, her stupid school, and last but not least her stupid parents.  Then it happened.  She told me she loved me and wanted to run away with me.  He jumped up from his chair and said, “Thank you Goddess!”  You see I was always in the chatrooms as a boy.  Not a full grown woman, that would of never of worked.  

We made plans to meet and she sent me snapchats of her on the bus, of her in the cab, of her arriving at the place we were to meet.  She was a little scared but I told her that the reason for us meeting at a place like this is because her parents would never think to look here.  She thought that was “Brill”.  I put the phone down and smashed it with my boot.  

He and a few friends of his were a little way up the alley, I was standing in a doorway with my gun drawn.  She rounded the corner and I was on her.  She cried, she begged, she pleaded, she screamed as one of his friends punched her hard in the face while another started to take his pants off.  I watched them Gangbang all her holes, it was violent, it was nasty, it was brutal and it was fucking sensational!  I played with myself almost the whole entire time.  

At the end she was unrecognizable, muttering, trying to crawl away.  I picked up my gun, held it to the back of her head and fired off a shot.  Hunting is fun, and so was watching the carnal rage that I had the pleasure of witnessing.

Bloody Family Feast

Its that time of the month for me, well, any minute anyway. I can feel the cramps and my little tits are sore as hell. You and the rest of the “family” are gathered around just waiting for a taste of me. I’m naked and tied and you hungrily check between my legs every half hour checking for the blood. The other slave whores are so hungry, they will eat anything. And the clots of blood that leak from me each month are like filet mignon to them.

You abuse my pussy and uterus all month long, creating excessive bleeding and huge chunks of flesh that flush out with my period. You collect them on plates and feed the other girls. I think our cycles are beginning to sync because we all live together in the dungeon, and I know there are other slaves ready to flow as well. You keepy checking, scraping your nails hard up inside my pussy walls. The slave sluts drooling for a meal of coppery protein.

A cramp hits me hard and I feel like my insides are coming out. I cry out, and instead of anyone giving a shit that I am in pain, you all gather around waiting for that first drop. You take the metal spoon and shove it up inside. As you draw it out, there are traces of blood onthe sides. Even I am hungry now, and I hope this family feast will satisy my tummy until the next slave whore starts to bleed.

You shove your cock inside as they all watch, and finally the real flow begins. Your cock is covered with blood and small clots and the whores lick it off and clean it up while you plate my flow for everyone. I bleed until I am dizzy, and you feed me my own uterine lining, telling me what a good little pathetic whore I am. I eat it happily, and lay back as you all take turns with your faces in my bleeding cunt. It feels so good to be able to share everything I have with you….

Bloody Thanksgiving with Venus

torture sex killer knife playEvery year for Thanksgiving my entire family gets together for dinner. I hate most of my family. Last year, I invited my friend John. He is sort of my accomplice/lover. We both share dark desires. We both like to watch people suffer, especially people we don’t like. I am the middle girl, the Jan Brady of the family. I have an older brother and a younger sister. Both pretty much suck. My sister was always a bitch to me, and my brother use to sneak in my room late at night and fuck me against my will. Both deserved to suffer. In fact I always told people I had no siblings. Now it’s true.

torture sex family fun snuffThe Texas Chainsaw Massacre is one of my favorite movies and provided inspiration for last year’s bloody Thanksgiving.  John and I slipped some roofies in everyone’s cocktails. Not enough to make them pass out, but torture sex mutilation snuffenough to make them unable to fight and somewhat incoherent. My brother the molester was the worst offender. We started with him. I went into the kitchen under the premise to get the appetizers, and came back with a chainsaw. My family was laughing. They were so high they didn’t realize I was not joking. I took that chainsaw to my brother. It was my first use of a chainsaw. Blood spurted everywhere. It was really hot. I looked at John and he had a hardon. He had some blood splatter on his face. I kissed him, tasting my brother’s blood. My brother was not dead, but he would be soon. He fell on the dining room table, bleeding out. John gutted him like a pig as he was still twitching. The plan was to cook his intestines and serve it to the family.

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My family was covered in blood. They were still laughing, thinking I was pulling some elaborate hoax on them. The next to suffer was my stupid cunt of a sister. We had special plans for her. I cornered her in the hallway, took the chainsaw to her throat. Blood gushed out all over John and I. We wanted to fuck in the pool of blood, but dinner was waiting. By this time my remaining family members were starting to get restless so John tied them to their seats while I prepared the main course. I came back out an hour later and served my sister for dinner. I had her seasoned, stuffed with dressing and covered in a yummy gravy sauce. She was sweet and tender. John got a tender breast. I had a yummy thigh. We force fed my family the rest of her. They balked at first, but once they tasted her flesh, they shut the fuck up. You see human flesh is very delectable. Among the tastiest meat anyone will ever have, if brave enough to try.

You want be at your family events and gatherings. I am a twisted sick bitch not afraid to act on all your dark fantasies.  Family is overrated. We choose our real family. Like I chose John. 

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I Like Her Style

mutilation phone sex1It happened in the 1800’s and little ones still sing about her today. It was the ultimate family day gone wrong (in my eyes a day gone so right).  No one knows who wrote the nursery rhyme and it isn’t accurate but it makes my nipples hard and my pussy wet every time I pass a play ground and hear the girls jump roping while singing it.

Lizzie Borden took an axe
gave her mother forty whacks
when she saw what she had done
gave her father forty-one

She didn’t give them that many blows. And she used a hatchet not an axe. But  I close my eyes and I can imagine the bloody scene.They say that the faces of the victims were unrecognizable. Blood had to have been splashed every where. I can’t help cumming when I think of it all. That Lizzie knew how to take a bitch and bastard out! The house where it happened still stands today with much of the original furnishings and is a bed and breakfast. I can only imagine how great it would be to lay on the same couch where her fathers mutilated body was while masturbating and cumming harder then I ever have. Wishing that I was laying in his blood after his body was removed and before the site was cleaned up. mutilation phone sex2

The Women Grimm

Killer phone sexOnce upon a time there were three beautiful triplets.  They grew up in the presence of an emotionally indifferent Father and an Alcoholic Mother.  One day their Father did not come back from a trip to the grocery store.  It took three days for their Mother to notice.  They watched as their Mother started to descend into a life changing spiral.  Night after night a new Man would come to their home.  Their Mother would tell them to go and play as she took the man upstairs to have her “Mommy” time with the man.  The one thing that the Sisters always thought confusing is that the men never left.  

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs they grew older their beauty was unmatched by any women in their town.  When their Mother brought Men home instead of them not giving the girls a second glance the Men would pull away from their Aging Mother to spend time with the girls.  The girls having been neglected by their Mother all their life took a perverse joy in having this happen. Instead of their Mother being upset by this she was pleased.  She began to spend time with them in their room. Showing them how to do their make-up, hair, and teaching them everything they could ever want to know about sex.

Mutilation phone sexSnuff phone sexThen the time came for their Mother to show them her secret.  They made their way into the attic.  There they saw many different barrels, each containing the remains of those men and women that they never seen leave the house.  Also, hanging from the rafters was the woman who had come last month to check on their welfare.  There were even various body parts scattered upon the floor.  Blood crusted and oozing fluids. Their Mother explained to them how other men and women of the world were worthless. They were only good for two things, sex and money.  They began to take after their Mother.

Evil phone sexPulling men and women into the house, taking erotic pleasure from the fact that although they were enjoying being fucked now, that the best part would come later as the blades, saw, shears and dismemberment would come later.  After all, a family that kills together can pay the bills together. 

Journal Entry November 23, 2014

torture sex marleyI overheard that they were going to farm me out again, that the food supply was getting low and they needed money. Again, these fucking monsters brought over some friends. They had me put on display like I was some fucking trinket, I was set out for amusement. Well right in front of me the one guy named Jesse pulled out crumpled wad of cash and pointed in my direction he wanted to take me. They grabbed my arm pulled me next to him as like always, the camera comes out they want a picture of what I look like before. Just as the flash went off this guy Jesse took me outside. I felt a sharp pain in my head and the next thing I remember is waking up in this cold dark cabin with that toothless fucker standing over me. I tasted the blood from my cheek, he leaned in and said you like that taste baby? I seen the look in his eyes I knew I better serve him. He grabbed my shirt and ripped it bringing me to him (I could smell the sweat; he hadn’t showered in a few days) he ordered me to unzip his pants. I was slow because the smell was gaging and he hit me hard. I felt the oose of blood again. This time I moved faster. I gagged on sucking that cock. Jesse forced my head there chocking me so hard making me suck him harder. Just as I thought he was going to cum he flipped me over and raped my ass. I felt his hands dig deep into my hips with all his might. It hurt so bad he didn’t use any lube. Jesse continued to torture me for what seemed to be hours, I finally passed out from exhaustion. I woke up back in my vault battered and bruised. My captors must have made out like bandits because when I awoke they threw me cookie. Ugh I’m so glad this day is over.

Ass Rape Porn: My First Female Master

When I was in school, I was a total bitch. I was a tall beauty and walked around like my shit didn’t stink. I guess you could say I was a mean girl. I’m not that girl anymore. I am a good  submissive whore now. I have been broken many a time over by a Master.  Last week I ran into a girl from high school. Let’s just say that I was a mega bitch to her in school. She was fat and socially inept. I made her life hell. She looks amazing now. Really transformed herself. I suggested we have drinks, get caught up and put the past behind us. She agreed.

I went to her place. Turns out she has not forgotten  how awful I treated her. In fact, she has been plotting revenge ever since. She drugged my drink. I woke up in her bedroom tied up. She had an evil sadistic grin on her face. She slapped my face, spit on me, and called me a worthless cunt. She then proceeded to fuck my ass with this huge dildo. I thought that was bad, then she brought out a baseball bat. OMG. Not saying I did not deserve anal torture, but that thing was huge. She fucked me until my asshole prolapsed.

Hours of anal torture as payback. I was bleeding. Covered in blood, piss and even some shit. I never knew she had that in her.  I think I have my first female Master.

Holiday Feast

Most everyone is getting ready to have one of the biggest family meals of the year.  There are some however who prefer to have an intimate celebration with just a few very close friends.  This is how I Myself spend the Holiday.  A few like minded friends from My very small circle of Friends come to My home to enjoy a tasty gourmet dinner made by yours truly. 

Before I can start the main course there are certain preparations that must be attended to.  I have two “sous chefs” that help me in this area.  They are two of the Ladies that attend the same type of Worship Services I do.  They take a perverse pleasure of doing the prep work.  It makes Me smile as I sit down to enjoy a bit of Highland Park Scotch while they joyfully go about their tasks.

Nothing is ever wasted from our main course.  What cannot be consumed today will be stored to be used for ceremonial purposes throughout the year ahead.  I find this very environmentally friendly, do you not agree?  After everything is done, We (as it takes the three of Us) put the Holiday Feast into the specialized oven. 

Then all We need do is sit back, mingle with My guests, and enjoy the savory aroma that permeates My house until dinner is ready.  I hope you enjoy your Holiday as much as I know I will.

Snuff Sex with Reagan * Snuff em Out

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I bet you can think of a million reasons to call me to help you get back at the one person you hate so much. I don’t even care that you are too chicken to do this yourself, I was given a gift for the love of blood and I love using it when ever I can. So what can I help you with? I am the perfect accomplice. He is bothering you again isn’t he? She won’t return your phone calls? You are sick of her fucking mouth? She is cheating on you? Or you just love watching innocent young ones violated and snuffed out. What is your issue that you need me to take care of it for you?

So many times I have snuffed out a bitch during accomplice style rape fantasies, of my most evil of friends. Violating their ass with so many sharp objects really can get the blood flowing, and my snatch hot and wet!  I love that they appreciate the cold feel of a knife on a cunt’s throat. Watching the blood drip down while they scream so loud, with so much fear in their eyes as they realize they have no escape. And on occasion, the best part is watching you violate and cum so hard as you fuck their cold dead bodies.

These type of acts are so much better to film then your average dirty porn. I love catching it all on film. Snuff films of violent and bloody sex is quite the lucrative way to make a few extra bucks.. I always keep my copies though, so I can watch that fear over and over again. I need something to fuck myself to, don’t I?

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