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Missing Person

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It is so sad when a young teen run away who is  hitchhiking goes missing. The worst part is when they finally get to their destination. A lot of teens runaway to Vegas to get away from the rules their parents make. Once they are in my home, they wish they could go back home. They will never leave my home again. I trick them into coming with me. I promise a hot meal, shower and a warm bed to sleep in. Once I get the runaway home I feed them a home made meal. Even tho it is left overs my meat is still juicy. My new Meat source is getting sleepy as she eats. Little did she know that in her meat I put a ton of sleep meds in there! I love it when she finally woke up. She was strapped down on the counter top, as I was getting her skin all oiled up. I don’t want her to dry out as she cooks away in my oven. I love explaining to her what she is going to be cooked for! I am so excited to eat this runaway hitchhiker!!

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Compete to the Death

strangulation phone sexHe slept, lying there on that couch like a baby. He was evil. Pure evil. He had kidnapped me and another girl two days ago. His sexual needs were insane. He could fuck for hours and he had grown tired of that. His new game was mental. Once he had abused all of our holes and had cum more times than humanly possible, he grew bored. He began to make us do things to each other. I had already poked holes in her with a fork, making blood rivelets on her flesh. She had fucked me with multiple objects. I was torn up inside, my asshole ripped from puckered rim to pussy. I had bitten chunks out of tits and eaten them. I knew how to be a victim but I was fighting for my life. I would do anything.
I knew she couldn’t handle it. She was just too good. Not evil and drugged, like me. That night, our capturer said only one of us was allowed to wake up alive. If we were both alive, he was killing us both. She screamed and said “I’m telling. You’ll never get away with this.”  He left a knife, an axe, poison, and a rope for us to decide who got to live.
That night, she hanged herself. or did she?…….

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From The Torture Sex Club to Underground Snuff Porn

torture sexTorture sex clubs are popping up all over. For a submissive fuck slut like me, I can’t help but try them all. There is always going to be a risk. Some clubs are linked to the underground snuff porn world. I have gotten roughed up pretty bad at a few. Even came close to death once when a guy cut me too deep. I keep going back because I am a risk taking pain slut junkie.

This new club looked like many others I have visited. Stark basement, brick walls, dark and damp. Industrial feel. Women are always able to attend one of this clubs with no back ground check, but men are subjected to various tests. I guess that gives me some sort of false security. I met a guy at the club who took an immediate liking to me. He likes buxom blond bimbos. We went to a private room where he suspended me and used me as a punching bag. He was very fond of going Mike Tyson on my fake tits. They were black and blue within an hour. So was the rest of me.

underground snuff pornI was forced to suck his cock while hanging upside down. I nearly gagged on his cum. He slapped me. Punched me in the stomach a few times then left. Just left. Left me hanging in pain for hours. I was getting ill from the blood rushing to my head. I screamed for help. Screamed until my voice was shot. Still no one came. I puked and had to swallow my own bile. I pissed on myself. My own urine ran down body, over my tits, hitting my chin. Finally, I passed out. No clue how long I had been out. No memory of being moved. But, when I woke up, I was hanging up right like a side of beef in a cold dank basement with several other blonde buxom bimbos.

I started screaming. Trying to get the other girls to talk to me. I soon discovered they were all dead. I was the only one breathing in that room. I wondered how long that would last. I heard a voice over a speaker like the Saw movies. All he said was, “Welcome to the Dead Bimbos Club.” I came into the club as a pain slut whore. I would leave the club as a snuff porn queen.

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Ass rape porn Nightmare w/ Geneva

Always a victim and this holds true for what happened to me recently. I was abducted and held hostage by a serial killer that is still at large. The mere fact that I am here today is still a little surprising. The whole thing started when I contacted someone on a local rental site seeking to rent a room in their home.

Upon falling in love with the place I took to signing a contract and moving in without question nor research. I suppose I got what I deserved and I am lucky to have made it out alive. The individual preyed on single women desperate for a nice, and extremely inexpensive place to live. The initial first week was normal as he worked on gaining my trust. At the stroke of Midnight that Sunday night however took a bleak turn. He had been a generous host and we were sharing some wine and suddenly everything went black. I was drugged and blacked out only to awaken chained, naked and bloody in his basement turned dungeon.

The following week had me used, abused and beat to near death. I was starved and given only wine as sustenance which was always laced with something. I had hallucinations, black outs and always came to chained to a bed with dried cum and fluids all over and inside me. I was force fucked in every hole and he was always there laughing at me and calling me a gullible pig and I deserved everything I got.

My escape was that I awoke in a hospitals mental ward as I was found wandering around naked and rambling incoherently. I have no reminiscence of how I got free.

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Cuts Like A Knife

taboo phone sex angieWhen I saw this mid-evil picture it made my cunt twitch. I knew I had to set this up and I knew I was going to go nice and slow and make this last a long time. It took me all day, going from store to store before I found the perfect saw for the job. I thought about getting it sharpened and cleaned and then decided against it, after all it would be so much better dull and rusty. I already had a cute little honey in the basement that I had been playing with for a couple of days and this would be the perfect way to end the games. Mutilation always drives me crazy with lust for blood. When I grabbed her and unlocked her shackles she started sobbing and begging, adding fuel to the fire that was already burning inside me. Pulling the rope around the hoist that would suspended her at just the right height with her legs spread eagle my body began to respond to the thrill of what was about to happen. Now in position with her tattered and torn dress hanging over her face and her pink pussy that I had gotten to know so well over the last few days exposed, I positioned the dull and rusty saw in between her lips and began to saw. Just a few inches for now. Her screams were ear piercing and perfect. Blood dripping down both the front and back of her body. Taking her hand I fucked the cum out of my cunt and went up stairs for a nap. I would be back later to saw a little more. This could last days if I played my cards right.

The Wendigo

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I was born evil, I was born with a hunger that never ended. I hunt for my meal. I like fresh meat, I don’t kill every piece of meat I see. I look for the perfect one. Juicy while living. Young meat is still tender and soft, it cooks well in its own juices. The thrill of hunting is intoxicating. Its like my drug. After I snag my hunt I do not kill it right away. I bring it home, I clean the body and remove its hair. I want my meat to know exactly what I intend them for. I love listening to my sweet meat cry and beg me to let them go. These whores I find on the street are homeless, drunk and alone. I show them my photos of my past meals, taunting them with the recipes I have to make their human flesh taste so amazing. I get so turned on listening to them that I go and find porn to help me cum. My porn is stories online about different Cannibalism stories. I found one about the Wendigo. The wendigo is a monster. I am the Wendigo. I am the monster who eats people. I am the monster who is sexually charged by killing. Are you a monster? Do you want to turn into my wendigo mate? Come eat with me. 

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Jingle, Jangle, Tick, Tock…

torture phone sexHere comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the bunny trail….WTF is it? It can’t be human. It’s not the freaking Easter Bunny. It’s Michael, the jingly jangly bell wearing pansy. He’s coming down the hall, dancing a jig, and looking pukey in pepto pink. I hate faggots, and bunnies, and sissies who wear “pretty pink penis pouches.” And I especially hate pink.
If I had the chance, I’d like to turn him blood red instead, after I beat his fairy ass with a cane until he cries like a little girl. Oh, I wouldn’t kill him slowly and painfully. I’d just give him what he wants. I’d slice open those ruffled panties and stroke his pathetic little cock until it was swollen. Then, I’d make him beg for his life. Or worse, yet, I’d cut off his balls and useless appendage and make him into a girly with an ass-pussy and a pair of jingly bells.

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“Oh Michael, better pay up. The WBMT girls need vacation money. We are some greedy bitches. If you don’t comply with our wishes, and become our paypiggy, we’ll make your name public in our blogs so the whole world knows your secret, Michael Fra…”
(Evil giggles) I think I’ll turn your pretty pink pics into my own evil creations. Maybe then you’ll know how serious we are, you little pansy. Better open that wallet wide. Blackmail bitches are coming for your cotton candy ass.
Shake that cute little ass right over to the bank now and give in to our demands and we’ll spare you the shame and humiliation of having your friends and family know your dirty little secret. I’d hate to have to send that nasty cum-stained penis pouch home to your family. Makes my pussy wet just to think about the pain I’d cause.
Ohhhh, pink is so much prettier when it’s splattered with red…..

Your evil freak,
Natasha

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The Thrill Of The Hunt

taboo phone sex angieThe 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

gangbang rape pornIt 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

 

Here, Piggy, Piggy!!

rape phone sex fantasiesI 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.