Going Shopping

violent phone sex angieI am getting ready for a big party and as always the food is of the utmost importance. I recently heard of a farm that raises the best meat. I hear it is young and tender and well fed. They allow you to inspect your purchase very carefully. It’s a long ride to the farm. The place is in the middle of the woods, well secluded and well guarded. No one gets in or out with out permission of some sort. I can’t count the number of times I cum on the ride there. Finger fucking my pussy the entire way there. Thinking about the specimens waiting for me. Shaved bald and just waiting for that bullet to the head once I make my choice. Watching them wrap the body for me and putting it on ice for the ride home makes me hotter then hell. I get home and take the body out of the car. Laying it on the table I carefully unwrap it and taste the flesh by licking it, working my way down to the cold blue nipples sucking them into my mouth, I work my way lower, spreading her open and dipping my tongue inside, knowing the thrill of cutting her up and packaging her  to my liking is just minutes away. I always peel the skin off her pussy and ass to fry up as a crispy treat while I work. Only the best cuts will be served at the party and they must be marinated just right. I think I will make a batch of blood pudding…..so much to do to get ready for the big day!

Snuff Porn Phone Sex Pins and Pistols

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      Snuff porn would lead to my death I always knew that. It seemed your gang had practiced for days what would happen to me in the end and now it was time. My flesh hung from the noose like paper and the cum in my hair was rotten and dirty. I had played the game so well but not quite well enough for you and now it was time for the lesson to be learned…

     I had been a bad little cum slut!.. Grabbing me  by my neck and pulling me to the floor I knew the game had begun. I saw the others behind you laughing. I bragged about how I could handle anything you dished out at me. I wanted to be your filthy nigger whore and I wanted to survive your initiation clause. You told me it would be over soon and I would be free. But bitches don’t get time served in hell. I saw the pins, needles, and drill bit on the table and knew you had come to play for keeps. I was going to die. Perhaps you would take the nail gun and crush my skull first, but I was sure you would take the ice pick and drive it in my pussy first.

     My blood would ooze on to the table and you would stick your cock in my ass and pull my hair so hard it would rip from my scalp. But before that even happened , I was sure you would take the gun and pistol whip me for trying to run away. I was a  back   stabbing pain slut that crossed the line. I had to be taught a lesson. So what if I were left for dead? You would piss on me and shit that was the least of the game. The true torture would be in how you planned to kill me. Would it last for days, for weeks, for months? I would look back at my swollen tits and ass and know you were not a person to fuck with. I was that filthy nigger whore that deserved to be dealt with this way! You liked to see me bleed, your gut told you I was a snitch,  for that the price would be my life! I tried to blink the blood out of my eyes as gags of cum were sprayed on my face. But there was no mercy, there was no prayer, there would be no end for this bitch!

I am Sorry, Sir

I woke up hog tied in the bed, apparently my smart mouth had made you angry again. I don’t know why I do it, Sir, I just can’t seem to help myself. I want to be the best little pain whore for you, but my mouth just keeps getting in my way. I know the only thing you want to hear from me is my screaming and begging for more pain, but something about the searing sting of your toys makes me cuss at you.

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Now I can’t say shit with this gag in my mouth and I know the torture is going to come hard now that I am awake. My whole body aches, so I know you’ve been beating me while I was out cold. My head is throbbing and I can’t feel either one of my legs. I wish I could speak so that I could beg for you. All I can do is whimper and plead with my eyes while you bite me and hit me with that paddle.

I see stars every time you yank my head back to spit in my face. But your piss feels so good pouring over my head and through my hair. The smell is rancid, but I love every drop like I am supposed to. I am such a fucking dirty slut, and I want to be your favorite. You push everything with me, and you keep me alive, so far, for some reason. Maybe we have connected? God, I wish you would remove this gag… I promise I won’t ever talk back again. Well, I will try not to anyway…

I know how to “play” nice…

accomplice phone sexYou’ve always known me as your go to girl for all your most extreme, and scandalous fantasies, but have you ever thought about how great it would be to snuff a bitch out? Well, I do happen to know how to act nice, nice enough to lure in some stupid cunt to become our new play toy. That’s why it’s perfect for me to be accomplice. Our victims will never ever suspect me; I know how to play nice when I need to so this will always work in our favor…who wouldn’t trust this face? As your little accomplice we can work together to pick the perfect girl for this time, I am looking for a precious virgin…so hard to find these days. Little whores! I will start at the library because that’s where most goody two shoes like to go…she will be studying instead of going out; she has no friends…that’s why being my friend appeals to her even more greatly. I mean, come on, talk about desperate!!!  It won’t take long before she admits she hasn’t ever had sex, and she is waiting till marriage. Typical dumb bitch, ha! I will invite her to hang out, and how could she refuse? As soon as I get her to my place I will slip a little something into her drink, and out she will go…When she awakes I will have this precious virgin all tied up and naked, ready for us. Are you ready to completely destroy this little bitch’s cunt? Let’s make this nice and bloody. I love to watch and record as she cries and begs for you to stop, and how it hurts. As if we care! I’m getting so horny watching your bloody dick push into her sweet pussy…maybe we should tell her it will all be over soon… oh but that’s not true – she will be used and abused till she can’t be anymore and I will cum every single time that bitch crys and begs us to stop… oh little girl you shouldn’t have been so trusting.

Snuff Porn to a Pain Slut

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     Snuff porn, hours of it,  was good for a pain ridden slut like me. I liked hurting and cutting myself and it was obvious I was egging you on to set a bitch up! Too bad the game would end with me in hell… I tried clawing at your hand scratching your eyes out that  would be good, a tear of your flesh would be great. I reached behind you and tried to grab the gun…

We talked about the plan of setting this bitch up for weeks! Luring her in tasting her cunt but ,  I had no Idea the joke would be on me. You were going to turn the tables and I was the one that would end up with my throat slit down the middle. I thought the taste of flesh that you wanted was intriguing. I thought I wanted that too. The feeling of you pulling my nipples and the razors that buried themselves in my pussy walls was too much to bare. I wanted more I thought, a taste of pure pain for an agonized slut. I always liked pain this would be no different. I would let you do what you wanted to my flesh as long as you treated me like less than a whore.  My greatest triumph would be getting back at this tramp. I wanted revenge on this bitch, but I had no idea it was a two edged – sword that got me in this web.

      Instead of killing this tramp whore who I hated, you instead invited her to the game. I thought it would be a web to entangle this ruthless pig ,dirty,  rotten bitch . One that would lead to her end, but instead it led to mine. You ripped my panties off at first took the rope and hook attaching it to my back and pulled with a snug. I screamed I yelled but there was no one to hear. I felt your stick poke me and I tried to pull away but you forced my head back down to the table. I was scarred ,I was used, dirty from the cum in my hair and ass. I felt you laugh you thought it was funny. I felt the spit from that bitches mouth hurl in my face but there was nothing I could do. I felt the sting of pain across my face as she slapped me. Suspended in midair I looked down at the both of you and I saw the spear head that would pierce me, the gun that was there to stun my pussy, and her with you ready to eat me alive!  As I saw her grab your cock and stuff it in your throat my legs quivered and the shit hit the floor with a thud. You were ready to fuck me alive the both of you were.

 

 

Pin Cushion

Pins and needles. Two of my favorite things. They are so tiny, and yet they can inflict such sharp intense pain when stuck into my body just the right way. The way you place them, down my inner thighs first, makes my head spin with the pleasure of the stinging pain. I have to keep my legs spread, and there isn’t even any blood. Then my nipples get the needles. Always criss-crossed in the same pattern and same order. You are like a surgeon with your technique.

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I am able to lay back, eyes closed, and feel every stick and poke and searing pain as the tips of the pins and needles enter my skin, layer by layer. I am able to see them in my mind and feel them all over. You love to make designs and last night you made a heart out of pins in my belly. I could feel the shape even though I couldn’t see it. I knew it was your way of showing affection for me – your little pin cushion.

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Then you went to work on my pussy. Always eight needles down each lip – top to bottom. Then eight more in the other, same pattern. All inserted slowly as I moan and feel the dizziness wash over me. I pray that my brain doesn’t start to numb the pain. I want to keep it as sharp as possible. Then lastly, my clit. You take your time, and even kiss it gently first. Then you expose it and begin poking it with your largest needle. I know what comes next, and I know that it will make me orgasm. Once the tip goes in, it washes over me and my whole body shakes while all the pins quiver with every wave.

Gore Snuff Porn; The Bloody Kill

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I have done the worst thing imaginable. I have went from masters gore snuff porn slave to being his bate for murder. I begged him to kill me instead, I truly wanted the sweet release of death, but he would never give me that. Let me start from the beginning. It all started by us having a great week. I was allowed up stairs and got to sleep in my old bed. He told me I was sorry he was a little crabby with me. If that was a little crabby then I would hate to see what he was like pisssed. Of course I believed it, I always did. He told me we were going to go on a date. I was so happy; finally I had made up for all of my many mistakes. It was amazing; I was having so much fun. I went to the bathroom and came back and he was talking to some other girl. Then it hit me, like a ton of bricks in the face as I walked back towards them. I tried to look cheery as he introduced her to me. His newest victim. He introduced her as new to town, and having no family to help her. Of course we brought her home.
They were waiting there. In my room when I went in to get changed. His snuff film guys just grabbed me around my mouth. They were wearing nothing but vinyl aprons. At first I breathed a sigh of relief I thought I was going to be the one dying. I was handed an apron and then I just cried. I was not going to be the victim he was going to make me help. He was going to make me help him hurt this poor girl. I could hear them start to work on her. He screams went from intense to muffled. They brought me into the slaughter room where she laid there in a puddle of her own blood. She whimpered and struggled to breath and tried to reach up to me.
I cried and covered my mouth, reaching out to try and help her. Master slapped my arm down and put a knife into my hand. He ordered me to finish the job. I tried to run out of the room and caught a fist to the side of my head. He told me that if I did not kill her now, he would keep her around and make me watch as he slowly killed her for weeks. He told me he would feed her to me. Make me so hungry that I would be forced to love the taste of her dead body. I cried and walked over to her, my whole body shaking. I went to slit her throat and her told me too easy. I cried even harder leaning over her and began to scream plunging the knife into her body. I stabbed her over 50 times before collapsing to the ground covered in her blood. He laughed and kicked me to the side locking me in the dark with her. I bear on the door till I passed out, he took the knife with him too, I could not even kill myself.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Blood Oath

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    Murder phone sex fantasies would end my life and it did. I knew you needed my blood and I was willing to sacrifice myself for a bitch ass nigga! “Bitch suck that cock some more!” I don’t think I could take it any more if I tried. I was so weak from exhaustion from the gang  ,ramming shit up my ass that I was going to pass out! I know you liked pulling my tits and the blood that ran down your mouth from biting on my nipples was haunting me. The needles you stuck in my pussy were rusty and the nails that had me suspended in midair were going to rip my flesh. But this is what you wanted isn’t it? I tasted the shit that was forced down my throat and the five guys that stood behind me. My pussy was numb now from the force of fucking these bitches. I felt the acid burn my neck and run down to my ass crack. I was going to holler but you wouldn’t like that. I saw her with the lifeless eyes the knife what was she going to do? I would pay the price for the sin, I would die for him wouldn’t I? It was my fault I couldn’t pay the debt!

    Taking out your cock you rammed it in my bleeding ass and laughed. I tried to close my eyes but there was nothing I could do but take it. The other motherfuckers were standing around waiting. Who were you were you the leader? But this is where it would end. I felt the blade go in my neck and you sucking the blood like a vampire who needed a kill to satisfy his thirst. You wanted it, you craved the saltiness of my blood as I felt another asshole tie that rope around my neck. I knew it had went too far. I felt your cock as it stuffed in me and pushed pass my numbness to singe my new level of pain. As  I passed out I saw your eyes, puffy red, crying and raging! You were here to punish and you did it so well!

Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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Bloody Mud

I am a dirty fuckpig whore that enjoys my pain served with lots of blood. I want to be cut and stuck and sliced to within an inch of my life. I am so tired of men telling me I am beautiful and trying to be so kind and gentle – I need a real man who has no problem leaving his marks on my body and showing me what pain can really feel like. I want you to start with my nipples and then move to my worthless cunt. Use your blades, sharp or dull, I don’t care. I have to feel the pressure of the cutting or my pussy will not throb for you.

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I always love the camera to be rolling so that we can watch it back and watch my blood spill onto the dirt. I love how you shove my face in it until my mouth is full of that copper taste mixed into bloody mud. You choosing different knives to make slices through my perfect skin – ruining it forever. Those are the scars that I can trace with my red nails and remember forever. So much better than the flowers and gifts the other losers try to give me.

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My favorite is the smile scar on my neck – you gave it to me last year as a reminder of how close to the edge you will take me. I bled until my vision became starry and then went black. I remember being almost sad when I woke up, sad to still be alive as the pathetic pain slut I had become. But you were there and still playing with my body with your knives. Collecting my blood so that you can infuse it back into me and play longer. I am feeling that scar now, so big and long, and ear to ear. There is nothing quite like the feeling of death. Next time I am hoping you let me have it all.