I literally put my blood, sweat, and tears into my college interview, and I have the scars all over my tits to prove it. I knew I should have just applied to a community college, but instead I wanted to go to an Ivy league school. The thing about Ivy league schools is that they have enough money and power to get away with murder. I always thought that was just an expression, but I guess not. I got all dressed up for my interview, and headed there early. The walls inside the building were so thick that they had to be sound proof. I found my way to the office, and was ushered into the dean of admissions office. The door was heavy, and locked behind me. There was plastic covering the floor, and the dean explained that they were painting his office. There was two other girls sitting at his desk, and he explained that this wouldn’t be a one on one interview. After all of us answering a few questions, the dean told us only one of us would get in, and only one of us would leave there alive. He instructed us to strip, and told us anyone that wouldn’t listen would be shot. Me and one of the other girls started stripping, but the other girl just started whining. He shot her in the head, splattering her blood all over me and the other girl. Once we were naked, he slapped two knives on the desk, and told us we were to fight to the death. Finally all of the abuse I have gone through actually paid off. We sliced and diced at each other, but eventually I got tired of our back and forth dance. I slit her throat, bathing myself in her blood. The dean grabbed me by my hair, and bent me over the dead bodies. He violated my tight teen ass right on top of their corpses. He made me clean up and get dressed. Then we filled out my admissions form, and I left. I got into an Ivy league school!
Category: Evil phone sex
Cult Style
It gets twisted in my mind sometimes, I can’t help myself. I think about the most wicked things, and it releases me. I wish that you could cover me and your liquids but not the fluids that everybody thinks I’m talking about. Don’t you like me, aren’t I pretty can you imagine me covered in red if you can then you know exactly what I’m talking about. I want you to bleed for me, I want to bleed for you too. Do you think that we could do some really demented shit we can mix piss with blood and shit I love it it’s tasty just like all of my rape fantasies. Do you think that you could get me hot and wet by pushing something tangy and twisted inside of my cum dumpster cunt? I could tell you things that would make your cock cream like a cake. I can just feel the vibration of your balls wanting to release all over me. I want your hot creamy cum, I need it please give me that tasty hot cum-filled cock, right now don’t fucking hold back on me you know that I get weak for you. I want you to slice me and dice me yes cut me if you love me and beat me like a pinata. I want you to knock me down and rip all of my clothing off of my body explore all of your nasty thoughts you can do the most vulgar things to me. I love it the pain it feels like pleasure the gore feels like good in every single way. I don’t have any taboos I’ll do anything I’ll eat anything, and I’ll drink anything so feed me Cult Style.
Watching Snuff Movies
After hours of watching snuff movies with Paul, he was so fucked up he wanted to reenact a scene. I thought he was kidding, but he throttled me onto the floor and bound my arms and my feet. He dragged me to his basement like I was a side of beef. Each stair he dragged my bound body down, I was sure would leave a mark. He was extremely angry and hyped up on some sort of meth. He strung me up to a rafter like I was a side of beef. He laughed at me as tears streamed down my face. He put clothes pins on my nipples. He put a wide butt plug up my ass, so I wouldn’t shit myself as he inflicted pain. He whipped my body until it was bloody. He just had this evil smirk on his face. It was torture sex. Nothing but pain. He slapped my face a few times until blood trickled from a busted lip. He wanted my bloody mouth giving him head. He skull fucked my mouth as I bled on his dick. He was so mean and violent with my body. He had never been like this before. I didn’t know what to do. There was nothing I could do but take it. After he came in my bloodied mouth, he used my face as his punching bag. My screams annoyed him because he stuffed a ball gag in my mouth while he took a match to my nipples and clit. He enjoyed melting the flesh off my most sensitive areas. The smell of my burning flesh made me puke. I started to gag on my own vomit because of the ball gag, but he just watched me choke on my own puke until I passed out. My pain is his pleasure. Is it yours too?
Torture at My Slutty hands
Let this snuff sex young Bitch plan your Wifes demise! I enjoy being haunted by my slain victims. I will add one more to my list. I caught her fucking the pool boy. My hunting knife at her throat as I pulled her off. I had My Boyfriend accomplice shove his 9 inches into the pool boys dry ass. I love hearing men scream when being part of my rape fantasy games. I brought her to my dungeon and her little side piece as well. I secured her to the St. Andrews cross. I made quick work to cut out Pool boys tongue and cut off his eyelids so he could watch us mutilate her. I gave you a bit of leeway in how we would handle her. You wanted her big tits you bought cut right off of her. I sliced off those fake tits and let my boyfriend play with them as you grabbed my double edge sword off the wall and started fucking her pussy, she was dead in minutes. I offered my rip ass up for you and my fuck and torture sex accomplice to cum in, Blood Makes me so horny. Well, and hungry for flesh Tell Me who Is next? Will You be my victim?
Nipple Torture
My client Nick has a sadistic fetish he loves nipple torture and I love being the whore he tortures. We always meet at his house. He has a room set up for torturing nipples. In the middle of the room is a steel table which I lay on after he cuts off my clothes. The table is cold and only adds to the excitement in me. He blindfolds me so I never can see what instrument he is bringing out for torture. He has steel cuffs for my wrists and ankles. I never know what nasty thing Nick has in store for my nipples. What I do know is that it will be extremely painful and my cunt will squirt and squirt.
Daddy taught me
How did I become such a sinister slut? Well I had the best teacher. My Step Dad knew I was meant to be a whore from the moment he laid eyes on me. My mom was on to husband number five and I met him right after cheer practice. He couldn’t ignore my sweet ass in my short uniform.
He seduced me by practically making my fantasy rape session reality. He was into blasphemy sex and wanted me to worship him. I let him use me and fuck me till he shot all his loads. He had such great stamina he could go for hours. My favorite thing was fucking on my moms bed. The way he would choke me out would get my twat to twitch. I learned everything from my Daddy.
Snuff phone sex whore for sale
Master is posting advertisements online to sell my body and he is listing me as a filthy snuff phone sex whore. I already know I’m gonna be put in some really bad situations. The last time that Master listed me as for sale on the online black market, I was put through multiple horrific situations. Many of which still haunt me to this day. I can’t believe I am going to have to go through another round of having hundreds of random strangers do absolutely anything that they please to my body. Master is sooo fucked up for doing this to me but he is always sure to remind me that I am such a worthless piece of shit and all females deserve to be sold online. Master doesn’t expect to see me come back home alive after I meet up with a few of the clients that he has lined up to have some fun with me. Those bastards are paying the big bucks do destroy my slutty fuck holes and I couldn’t be more excited.
Please Don’t Kill Me Jezabel!
Girls can be so mean, and I would know because I was violated, abused, and murdered because of it. To me, me making cheer captain was the best thing that could happen to me, but for my competition, it was the thing that pushed her over the edge. Jezabel was always so nice to me while they were putting me through hell as the new girl, but when I got what she wanted then she snapped. She acted nice at first, and kept telling me how happy she was for me. She even offered me a gift. She told me she had a modeling gig this weekend, and there was one more slot. Jezabel said that if I was hot enough for cheer captain, then I was certainly hot enough to be a model. When I got there I was in utter shock. She neglected to mention that it was a nude photo shoot. I was going to go home, but Jezabel convinced me to stay. The photo shoot was just me and her. The only other person there was, was the creepy camera man, and him and Jezabel kept looking at each other like they were gonna fuck right then and there. Half way through, Jezabel offered me a sip of her water, and I took a big gulp. You would think I would know better by now then to drink or eat something from someone else, but I just never learn. I passed out almost immediately. When I woke up I was strapped down to a hard metal surface in a dark moist room. Jezabel and the camera man are off to the side talking until they notice that I am awake. At first, I didn’t believe that Jezabel could do something like this, so I screamed for her to help me. She laughed at me, and that was when I seen her face just how twisted she really was. Her and the camera man completely mutilated my naked body, and she told me it was for taking her spot as captain. After a few hours of torture, she slit my throat, andt hey had sex on top of my lifeless body.
There Is Over A Million Ways To Die
It is true I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately that there are so many ways to die and most of them is the outcome of accident or chance. However I prefer to the ways that are purely intentional you know what I mean. Surprisingly only a small number of people get to experience a planned death. You have it all planned out you took time deciding how you were going to kill me. I know you have many different options and so many tools at your disposal you try so hard to make each life you take unique. I don’t fear you, you’re my angel of death, I praise you as my savior. On this earth I’m nothing more than a whore who pursues death as a release from my life full of distasteful sin. I’m ready for you. Will you bring my Murder phone sex Fantasies to life?
Snuff Sex and a Peeping Tom
I told you that when you are not home, I have a peeping tom that hides in the trees behind our house trying to catch a peek at my luscious nude body. You told me that you would leave your car at work and have a friend drop you off at the house. That if I was right this could be a hot night of torture and snuff sex for us.Sure enough later that night when it had gotten dark and I turned on the lights in the house if you looked closely you could see a man out there. He had his hand in his pants jerking his cock.
You told me to do a little strip tease and then walk outside totally naked. You knew that he would be so distracted by my big tits and hot wet pussy that he would not realize that you were sneaking up on him. You knocked him out with a large stick and then you drug him over to the patio table. I helped you strip his clothes off before we tied him spread eagle to the table. I turned on the water hose and you dowsed him with cold water. That woke the peeping tom up. You told him that he had fucked with the wrong girl.
I went in the house and grabbed a tapered candle off the fire place. I light the candle and started dripping hot wax all over his nipples before working my way down to his cock and balls. He was screaming like a little girl. Then I took the candle and shoved it up his ass flame first. I fucked his ass with the candle until his cock was hard and dripping pre cum. You pulled out your pocket knife and told me to chop off his big balls. You told me that he has had more sexual fun than he deserves. I sliced them off as his was screaming for mercy. I handed you the first ball that I cut off and you crammed it in his mouth. I chopped off his other ball and we feed it our furry friend. I licked his blood off of your finger causing your dick to get extra hard. We left him there to bleed out. The thrill of the kill made us go back into the house and fuck all night.