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Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Torture Sex for Being a Bad Drug Mule

torture sexTorture sex is what she said I needed. I was supposed to sell some coke for her. I was a mule, smuggling a bunch of powder in baby bottles on a recent trip. I kept a bottle for myself and she noticed when the money was off. She didn’t believe me when I told her I must have miscounted, and the buyer shorted me. She knows I am a dirty coke whore. I decided it was better to come clean then to keep on lying. She is an evil mistress. She slapped my face a few dozen times, then sucker punched me in the gut. When I fell over, she stripped my clothes off and shoved the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass. This plug looked like it was better suited for an elephant not a coked up whore like me. She called in some assistants and they helped her assault all my fuck holes. Holly fuck it felt like I was being torn apart which is hard to do when you are an old whore like me. I didn’t think they could gape my fuck holes any more than they already were, but I was wrong. By the time they were done, I was walking like I did a barnyard show.   I learned a valuable lesson though. Never steal from a Mexican drug dealer. Later I found out I was lucky it was her, because if I had done that to her brother, my body would have been chopped up and fed to the coyotes.

Ass rape Porn Date With Two Snuff Whores

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Indigo Is the perfect accomplice for your ass rape porn session! Her hot body had you under her spell in seconds. I mean even at my young age I worshipped her hot body and couldn’t deny her any sexual pleasure she wanted. Indigo Is my Mentor of all things Evil if you will… You gulped that GHB leaden Brandy and confessed you P-daddy ways. You Just Adored those little girls bodies Your dick grew in your pants as you whispered how you had your own little slut at home. Indigo was quick to tell you that she was very much interested in being a part of your playtime. 

This Is where it got dark baby. You Led Indigo right to your house. I followed with my back seat full of video equipment and devices of insane torture. You introduced Indigo to this blonde Angel as you dismissed your sitter. You were not even able to stay on your feet. I came behind you with my rope and made sure you were hogtied and cut off all your clothes. Indigo stripped naked and took your princess up to her room, You neglected to tell us four more sweet fuck sluts were waiting, sleeping upstairs. Naughty Man! I Wrestled you to the basement and set up my equipment. “It’s a fucking buffet of tiny sluts Jezabel. I have two of the smallest the rest are drugged, we can take them later, I have clients who will pay big for them,” Indigo got up and let five big black men in. Seems If we Hit the mother load with you Naughty Dady! 

Baby, you were coming around as I got my scalpel and held it to your dick as we undressed and displayed perfect pieces of flesh for you. Your daughter and her two little friends were being forced to take BBC and tore apart in front of your eyes.  Indigo had the film rolling as she shoved a huge dildo on the end of a pole to start fucking your ass. You moaned like a little piggy as your dick was sliced little by little. You were squealing as indigo pumped that ass. All eyes were on you as you became a BBC Ass rape fantasy star. I only asked for your daughters’ body and your dick for my fall soup, and of course, I split that cash with My snuff phone sex hot whore Indigo! You are going to be famous even in death Daddy! snuff phone sex

Bitch Dog

I am going to be in a skimpy outfit on my knees crawling towards you like a bitch dog in heat. Begging for your abuse and good fucking. I bring the whip over to you carrying it in my mouth and kneel right before your feet. You take the whip out of my mouth and I bend down to kiss your feet. You tell me I am a good pet and pull me up by my hair. You take your hand and bitch slap me across the face telling me to arch my back and stick out my fake titties. I quickly respond because your bitchslap and the deviant tone in your voice makes my cunt gush. A dominant man like you is exactly what a whore like me needs.Taboo phone sex

Blood Money

 

Bloody phone sex

The call came in that help was needed.  I do have a few friends but not many, so when one of them calls to ask for help I go, no questions asked.  When I arrived he was sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette, his hand was shaking like crazy.  He didn’t look at all well.  I sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong.  He told me that his son had made a mistake, a huge mistake and that he was in the house.  As I got up to go into the house to find out just what the hell was going on he grabbed my hand, looked up at me and said, “I’ll pay you what ever you want, just take care of it.” 

Now I was very curious.  I walked into the house, it was dead quiet.  It seemed that his son had left, then I heard someone moving around upstairs.  As I got to the top of the steps his son appeared.  He was covered in blood, he had it in his hair, his chest, his under ware, legs, he looked like he just stepped out of a horror movie.  He just pointed into the bathroom.  I went in to see what was what.  There she was, crumpled in the tub.  I couldn’t tell where the actual wounds were, I stepped closer to sit on the edge of the tub.

She looked almost angelic with her blue eyes staring straight ahead, brown hair up over the lip of the tub, making a halo.  I traced my fingers over her face, she was still warm, I checked for a pulse but there was none.  I stood up, brought my finger to my mouth and sucked off the blood.  I turned to look at my friend’s son.  I asked him what happened.  He told me that they were having sex and he got carried away, he was choking her and went too far.  Okay, but why was there all that blood if she was choked? Plus it takes a lot of force to actually strangle someone, it isn’t like it is in the movies, it takes a while and a shit load of pressure over a long period of time, so his story was a bunch of shit, but hey, who am I to judge.

He went on to explain that after he realized she was dead he didn’t know what to do so he put her in the tub then decided that the best course of action would be to dismember her, clean up, then dump the parts somewhere before his Dad got home.  What this Einstein didn’t realize that it takes a lot of effort and time to dismember a body.  It isn’t like cutting into a piece of bread, especially if you are only using a knife.  I asked him if anyone knew she was there, he said no because he picked her up because she was hitch hiking and as far as he knew she didn’t even have a cell phone.  I told him to take a shower, put some gloves on, get a trash bag and put her stuff into it and go and put it in my car.  

I had to spend the whole night taking care of that damn mess.  I have no clue of who she was because he was right, no cell phone, I didn’t even find a wallet, just some money in her jeans, a few pieces of clothing in her backpack and some gear for doing Heroine, other than that she was just some chick who decided to fuck the wrong guy.  Something good did come out of the whole thing though, I made a nice little chunk of money.

Caged up slut

sadistic phone sexMy master took our sadistic phone sex scenario too seriously. We were talking about things we fear. I told him the usual. I have an insane fear of heights and and the deep sea. Perhaps the most terrifying thing that brings shivers up my spine has to be tight spaces. I am claustrophobic and have always been. I have ptsd from being stuck in an elevator when I was younger. I told him the ultimate fear I have is being caged up for days. Well I knew I was in for a fucking nightmare when I saw his eyes light up. He had a plan and I knew I should of not said a thing. It was too late he was going to do something sinister. I tried to get him to forget about it but he didn’t. The next day he said he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me and led me somewhere tight. My heart was racing and I already knew I was in small spaced. He had shoved me in a tight cage and ordered me to undress. I had no room to undress so he got me out and ripped my clothes off and told me I was going to stay their for a while. The more I complain the longer it will be. He then brought over buddies and had me stick my ass out and had them all bang me till they all shot in my bare ass. The fear was so bad I was in pain and shaking. I knew my misery was his pleasure.

Making a Teen Rape Porn

teen rape pornHe hired me to make a teen rape porn for him. He knew the victim he wanted to star in the film. The problem was it was his stepdaughter, so he would get busted or questioned if she disappeared or was sexually assaulted.  That is why he came to me with a bag of cash to devise a plan for him. I am good at making arrangements for such dirty desires.  After I met with him, he gave me her schedule and a picture of her. I kidnapped her when he was at an out of town conference. Lots of folks could alibi him when she went missing. Of course, he flew home immediately when his wife called him about her disappearance. She is a hot teen slut with lots of boyfriends. The police figured she ran away or was shacking up with one of her admirers. She was shacking up, but not by choice. She was tied up and drugged in my kill shack in the woods. My client told his wife, he would go look for her. What he really did was come to my shack to make his ass rape porn with his cock teasing stepdaughter. I had her high as fuck on smack and he was wearing a Michael Myers mask. She would never be able to identify him. I had her dressed like a little Lolita slut and so high she thought she was dreaming. I sat back and filmed as he ravaged every teen hole she had. He fucked her mouth. He tore up her ass. And he fucked her pussy. Sadly, he didn’t want me to kill her, which meant he had to wear a condom so no DNA on her body. He enjoyed fucking her teen whore holes. He fucked up her ass good too. I had a condom full of another man’s DNA. This asshole loser P man who got busted exposing himself to school girls. He was the perfect patsy. The schmuck believed me when I said I wanted a cum filled condom for my little girl to drink in her bottle. After my client was done fucking the shit out of his cock tease step daughter, I washed her up to get rid of his DNA, the injected the patsy’s spunk up her cunt with a turkey baster. I dumped her in a place known for junkies. She won’t remember much and what she does will be spotty because of the heroin.  Accomplice phone sex bitches like me help you get away with murder.

Torture Please

Sadistic phone sex I love a good nipple torture. I have big fake boobs for you to fuck up. I love nipple clamps with weights and I love knife play too. Carve lines into my big fat fake boobs and make my flesh split open pouring out my blood. I love that smell. Take your fingers put in my blood and shove those fingers right in my mouth. I love the taste of my blood. But please do not stop at cutting and torturing my nipples. I love to get mangled from head to toe. the more you inflict the more my cunt squirts. I want your big cock shoved down my throat as you cut my flesh making me gag and scream on your shaft. Torture me please I beg you.

The Taste of Them

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Copper.  That’s what it tastes like.  Thick, metallic, crimson, and beautiful. That’s how they taste afterward, but before then it is a much different story.  Sweat, salty, tangy, the fear is just divine.  I have seen you, your mouth pressed against those bald pussies.  Pressing in as deep as you can while they beg you to stop.  You tell the how good they are being, but it really doesn’t matter what you say, they know what you are doing is wrong.  Sometimes they cry, but you like that don’t you.  I know I do.  

You touch their face, hovering over them, blocking out the light, obscuring your face.  You press one finger to your lips shushing them.  Their eye wide, hopeful, you begin to spread their legs as wide as you can get them.  The screaming starts, high pitched, as you press your cock into that tiny little space.  Of course you cannot get it all in, but you try.  How dare she be such a slut, teasing you day after day.  Wearing those little dresses, tight little leggings, she knew what she was doing.

She was just waiting for you to make the first move, and now all she does is pretend not to want you.  You just have to be a little bit more … persuasive. You go deeper, you feel something tear, but you don’t care, she needs to learn.  She needs to learn not to tease then not put out.  Better she learn now then later, this will be your good deed for the day.

She gasps for breath as you start to pound into her, then you see her look at you, you see hatred in those big eyes.  You stop, you realize she lied to you, she didn’t want to be with you, she was just like all the rest of them.  You thought she was different, but she wasn’t.  This just makes you angry, and it should.  Little bitches like her shouldn’t play with people’s emotions.  You get up as she collapses sobbing for her Mommy.  Her Mommy is probably a slut just like her daughter.

You grab your pocket knife.  You get back between her legs, she starts to beg again, that just makes it worse.  You can’t help yourself, you plunge back into her as the blade sinks into her tender flesh.  Now her screaming is more intense, you bring the knife to your lips, smearing the crimson liquid before licking it off.  She tastes amazing.  You want more.

You shudder as you watch her blood spill slowly down her titties, soft pink nipples that are barely there  take on the color of her blood, you lean down to suck it off of them.  You explode inside of her, you bring the blade to her pretty soft neck, you slice over her throat, cutting, slitting her jugular as the hot warm blood spurts all over you.  You look down at her face, her eyes go dull.  You toss her out like the lying trash she is.  Pity, you had hoped that this time she wouldn’t be one of those teasing whores.  Luckily for you there are plenty more out there, and you are determined to find the one of your dreams.

Daddy’s Sick Fantasies

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Do you have really twisted sex fantasies? Daddy does. So, do all his friends, but they aren’t  just fantasies for daddy and his pals. They have been force fucking my tiny holes since I was an itty bitty girl. Last night daddy and some of his drinking buddies came home in a horny stupor. I was sleeping soundly until daddy pulled me violently out of bed. I could smell the cheap booze on his breath and I knew I was in trouble. Big trouble. He pulled me by my hair into the living room where his drinking buddies were waiting for me with their cocks out. They passed me around like I was a piece of candy. They pulled at my tiny titties, slapped my clit and ass and force fucked me for hours. They were so drunk they didn’t realize they were pissing in me too. Well, maybe they realized it but just didn’t care because I was their teen snuff porn star for the night. They brutalized my tiny fuck holes. I accidentally pissed because they wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom. Daddy shoved my face into the pee and cum on the floor and made me lick it up. He had his dick in my swollen asshole the entire time he was using my face as a mop. It was a long night for me, but then every night is if I continue to live with daddy.