Blood Curdling Screams

torture phonesex angieI watch you laying there, shackled to the hard cold floor. You have already urinated all over yourself and the hot yellow liquid has drained down into the drainage on the floor. I walk around you rubbing my clit and pinching and pulling my hard nipples, licking my lips in anticipation while building the fear with in you. Your shaking now from fear and this pleases me. A cold chill of pleasure runs up my body. How many times can I make you scream? How far do I have to go to get that blood curdling scream that makes your throat so hoarse you open your mouth and no sound comes out? My cunt quivers and my body tingles as I administer torture to reach my goal. I want to hear that hair raising scream that makes my cunt gush cum down the insides of my thighs puddling on the floor under me. My method of choice is burning. I watch your face as I pour  accelerant on your skin and light it burning your flesh in a small patch. Your body convulses as you scream out in pain and I put it out so that I can do this again later. I love the smell of your flesh as it burns. I take hot irons out of the fire and touch them to your skin. Again your body trembles as you sceram for me and my cunt is tingling with delight. But the one thing that really makes me cum, that can bring me to the heights of pleasure has yet to cum. You watch with terror filled eyes as I pull out my machete. I move it in the light so that you can see the reflection and I watch the light reflecting off your face. I walk over to you and lift your hand, it will be first. I lift my machete and come down hard severing your hand from your arm, you scream, yes you really scream but it still isn’t enough for me. I pull the hot iron from the fire and sear the bleeding wound shut, cauterizing it to stop the bleeding and getting the best blood curdling scream from you so far. This only serves to seal your fate. I will amputate your limbs one by one. First your hands, then your feet, then your arms at the elbows, your legs at the knees, working my way up, Slowly, over the course of the day, until you are a cauterized stump with a head. Still able to feel pain. Still bringing me pleasure..

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