I must admit that I love showing off for you, letting you see what an invaluable accomplice you have in me. Watching your twisted deviant fuck doll gets your cock rock hard doesn’t it baby? The euphoria overtakes us and we fuck and fuck on top of those lifeless little bodies….giggles. Oh yes, I’m definitely thankful for so much!
I know an old farmer lives out in the sticks at the end of a dirt road. No one ever goes out there unless they have a reason and if you happen to loose your way and end up out there uninvited and unannounced you won’t be leaving. We often get together and drink his shine while talking about how he offs the fuckers that end up at his place. He with his dick in his hand drooling over the thrill of the kill and me with a pussy full of fingers imagining each detail as he shares his stories. Sometimes if they are just the right age. Not to boney, not to fatty, they look healthy and he thinks they might be my kind of meat, he will butcher them for me and call me to come pick up the meat. He knows just what to check for, he makes sure they look well maintained, good set of teeth, clean and no evidence of drug use. He called me this morning for the one that came wondering up last night. We are going to finish butchering her after we are done with the shine and cumming as he tells me all about this, his latest kill. When I get her home my freezer will be stocked full for the winter but I am sure I will be back soon to sit and pass the time with my old solitary friend.
I don’t discriminate. Male, female, black or white… all of my victims I choose has something to offer. Whether it be titties or testicles, I love to torture them all. This one in particular had huge beautiful breast. She was a neighbor of an old friend. He sits on his porch and watches as she sways around her house. I guess she didn’t mind a wandering eye. She leaves her blinds open and her robe too so he can see those gorgeous tits. But night after night he’s left with a hard dick and blue balls… and you know how much I love sweet revenge right? Sounds like a perfect night for a home invasion. As my friend sat on his porch like every night I prepared myself for my takeover. I hid in the shadows as she swayed her hips and let her robe come loose. She closed her eyes and started rubbing on herself…that’s when I went in for the kill. I quickly grabbed her arms and put my knife around her neck and dared her to scream. I grabbed her big tits and fondled her in the window so my friend could see. I knew he was hard as hell and this little teasing bitch did it. I pointed to him and invited him over. As he made his way over, I tied her to the table face down with her titties hanging off the other end. We tortured her so good. Tied a rope around both tits and watched as they turned black and blue. He stuck his cock right up her shitter, fucked her raw as I put clamps on her pussy and clit. I took a flogger and whipped her ass and titties over and over again until he dumped his load inside her. I mean it was long over due. Maybe next time she won’t be such a teasing whore.
How ethereal she looked. The first time I saw her it was like looking at an Angel, she seemed too perfect, to surreal to be here on earth. This place would only damage, tort, twist, and destroy her. I could not let that happen. I cannot recall the exact date that I made her mine, but it has been a while. She was frightened at first, I had to keep something in her mouth to make sure she would not be heard. No matter how many times I took her into my arms to sooth her by stroking her soft tresses, or plunging my fist into her soft pinkness between her legs, she would not stop screaming against the gags. I had no recourse but to cut her tongue out. That took care of the more annoying sounds.
Eventually she gave in, she was broken, just like the rest of us, we are all broken in some way or another. I decided that I would fix her breaks, tears, and broken parts. I laid her down on her cot, unwound the cat gut, took the needle, and stitched up her broken self. From eyes, to mouth, to neck, to breast, to soft flat stomach, to that pink heaven between her legs.
Now that she is forever fixed, the world cannot harm her, and cannot mold her into something less then what she is, which is perfect.
Sin
If you even dare to scream, I’ll only cause you much more pain. Don’t bother crying either, matter of fact, cry… cry hard… it’s funny how you were such a big man an hour ago when you tried to fuck me… now I’m going to fuck you! Get on your knees and beg me not to release the blood from your body and let it flow all over the floor. It better not touch my stilettos either. Bloody stilettos make me angry, and you don’t want to see me angry. People bleed when I’m livid. Body parts turn black and blue when people make me mad. Keep that in mind. So how do you like to be tortured? I’m sure what ever your poison, I can accommodate. Unless you like to be poisoned, oh the irony right? Don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you. Defile you until you are begging me to stop. I’ll have you scratching at the door like a pathetic little puppy… don’t run from me now… you want to fuck don’t you? Well, tonight is your lucky night. There will be a lot of fucking going on around here. But whose holes are up for the taking?
He was so interested in witchcraft. he had to know all bout it and wanted to learn. He wanted me to teach him everything I knew. Poor silly people, they have no clue about witchcraft.
They don’t know how many different kinds of witchcraft there are. They don’t understand that one can practice dark magic, sadistic, evil blood thirsty magic. Full of sacrifice and covens and rituals. They think it is all about pixie dust and fairies.
But he wanted to learn, the poor disillusion fool.
I took him to my place, i made a potion that he drank willingly. It didn’t take long for him to feel it’s effects. and it took me even less time to lay him on my alter and possess him. I took him completely. I kept the best parts of him for my own.
I am sitting here by the fire staring into the eyes that are no longer in his skull. holding the cock that is now skewed on a stick for me to pleasure myself again.
Poor silly man, he gave me his all and I enjoyed taking it.
Many call me a DERANGED-INSANE-SICK-CRAZY-PSYCHOTIC-BITCH!! FUCK THOSE FUCKERS!!!…….(It is time for a bedtime story for the little ones-but it’s really NOT a story!!) Fuck-slut-bitch-whores deserve to have their filthy slits used, ripped open, and torn to shreds by hideous, devilish monsters! Nasty-shitty-smelling-monsters! Matted-fur! Smelling-of-vomit! piss! Nasty sluts crave cock from wherever they can get it! Fuck you nasty sluts raw! No one can save you! VORE FETISH!!! -SWALLOW YOU WHOLE-THEN VOMIT YOU UP!!!-ONLY TO BE SHARED WITH THE ‘FAM’ (HAHAHAHAHA)-DIE BITCH!!! You tell your friends, but no one believes you! You tell them that a DEMONIC CREATURE is pursuing you-IT WANTS YOUR LIFE! First,it infests your womb with its seed! Once you have shitted out its offspring-like runny diarrhea-you become the demonic families’ RAPE fantasy- CANNIBALISTIC FEAST!!!
Fuck your holes and swallow you helpless damsels in fucking distress! I hate sluts! I want to watch their filthy cunts get mutilated! Rape fantasies enacted! Fucked with sword dicks! Sharp razors! Ripped shit holes-by dagger cocks! Blood cum! Double penetration with knife cocks! Cutting their nasty cunts to smithereens! I’ll puke in their fuck holes! Scary creatures! enormous cocks-shoved through the fucking whores’ stomachs and popping their FUCKING HEADS OFF!! DINNER TIME!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Nighty night- MOTHER FUCKERS!! DIE!!!
As long as I could remember he beat her ass. Every night, not just once in a while. He beat her bloody with in an inch of her life. I remember being young and the sound of her screams ringing in my ears as I covered my head with the sheets trying to drown it out.
I don’t know when it happened but there came a time when I had to see it with my own eyes. I would sneak down the steps and hide and watch as each blow of his fist caused the blood to squirt in long streams like a water gun squirting water across the room.
At first I couldn’t watch, then i could if I peeked through my fingers but as time went on the scene before me became mesmerizing.
When I started going threw puberty and watched a feeling started deep in between my legs that I couldn’t ignore. I would watch and stick my hands down my pants trying to make the yearning go away that watching her get beat caused.
One day he heard me. I was so scared , I just knew I was going to be beat too and up till now he never laid a hand on me. I tried to creep into the shadows so he wouldn’t see me but it was to late.
He saw me there, eyes wide with a mix of fear, apprehension and excitement and my hand in my panties.
With the same hands he was beating her with, all covered in blood, he gently picked me up and laid me on the couch. He told me to continue what I was doing and that she needed to be beaten a little more.
I could see him watching me out of the corner of his eye rubbing my cunt harder every time he hit her.
he turned to me and asked if I really wanted to know the pleasure i was trying to find watching her get beat and feeling the build up in between my legs.
I shook my head yes and that is when he showed me the satisfaction that one only gets from causing pain and releasing pleasure.
it wasn’t long after that he did her in and brought us new woman often, he would beat them and fuck me.
In today’s world, these bitches don’t care about what happens to them. I mean look how they dress. They think they’re grown, wearing heavy makeup, short skirts, teasing shirts so everyone can see their precious little bodies. I call them sexy walking victims. Especially the one I saw today. Walking from cheerleader practice it seemed. She looked tired… no real energy so I offered her a ride. Of course she took it… who wouldn’t?
The real offer I gave her was life or death… obviously this sexy slut didn’t care too much about life.
I brought her back to my place where my eager friend was waiting. He helped me get her into the basement and that’s when all the fun happened.
We ripped off her clothes…. exposed the little whore for what she really was, which was nothing more than a scared little virgin…my favorite.
That pussy looked so sweet, I had to taste the little cunt and while I was devoured her, he had some fun with the back of her throat. I went from her pussy to her nipples. I started licking and biting them as he got ready to stick his cock in her virgin hole. She didn’t need these nipples anymore… she will be useless after we finish so I cut them off with my knife. He plunges into her tight cunt and I wrap my hands around her neck.
My friend wanted more and so did I…. He flipped her over and ripped open her ass. Blood all over his dick…that shit turned me on!
I waited for this all day, to slice her throat as he came in her ass.
It was a good day… don’t you think?
When I first realized that nothing made me happier then serving the dark lord I had lots of work to do. I discovered early on that nothing made my pussy wetter then causing pain and reeking havoc. Perfecting the arts of black magic and offering sacrifices gave me purpose and satisfied my dark soul.
The early years of learning the craft took lots of study and practice to perfect. I had to learn spells and incantations and rituals and what we need to make these things successful. I practiced day and night in secret because my parents would have flipped if they knew what I was doing.
Finally I had grown and learned enough to begin hypnosis. I will never forget the day I came up with my plan to perfect the art. I would use my parents. It was perfect, I could practice and get stronger and in the end I could eliminate the two old fuckers and get away with it.
I started by sneaking into their room each night and playing subliminal messages encouraging them to want to have sex with me. I began dressing provocatively soon after in front of them and when they didn’t object but gave me that longing stare I knew it was working.
Soon I began making the suggestions in a veiled way during conversation molding their thoughts and making them mine.
Before long I had them both in my bed doing things I knew their vanilla christian asses would never do.
As my control over them increased they became more zombie like walking around with out a clue and doing exactly as I wanted. They willingly turned over their finances and signed the deeds to all real property over to me.
Finally the time had come, we were going tot take a trip to a cabin in the mountains. There they were going to do each other in while I watched, a murder suicide all choreographed by my hypnotic suggestion that would begin with S&M sadistic sex, cutting each other, beating and torturing each other and ending in a snuff scene created by my sick and twisted mind and designed for my pleasure.
When it was l over with I would turn on the gas stove and light a fire in the fire place leaving the accident to happen all on it’s own.
I will never forget the thrill of that day. It was the first taste of real power, real dark pleasure and I haven’t gone back since.
