Today is National Nurses Day and I think it’s time for me to thank all those hardworking ladies for cleaning up my messes and taking care of all those worthless little whores that I can’t be bothered with after I’ve finished fucking them all up. It must be so hard for the poor dears… all that blood, all those broken bones, all those sluts driven half crazy from the pain I inflicted on them… I’m sure it gives a lot of them nightmares. Oh well, someone has to do it because I know that I sure won’t and they picked this job so if they end up traumatized by it, well they have no one to blame but themselves! Still though, to be polite as possible I will just say thank you nurses, if you didn’t patch up my victims and make them all better I would never be able to snatch them up again for another pain filled session… the second time is always better than the first… because then they KNOW what is coming!
Category: Fantasy phone sex
It’s National Nurse’s Day!
Kidnapping Gangbang
He grabbed me by the head of my hair and dragged me to the truck. He did not even let me sit in the cab with him, he rolled me up into the bed. It was so cold and starting to rain. As he drove like a bat out of hell. Down these bumpy dirt roads. Once we got to his chosen destination. Another truck showed up. Six different men jumped out of the truck and he hopped up into the truck. And it peeled off. ‘left there in the bed of this truck. Wet shivering wearing nothing but my panties and bra with these men coming at me. One of them grabs my legs and pulls me to the edge of the truck bed. I am kicking and screaming while another guy hops up and beings to restrain me. They all line up as I am laying there ass hanging off the edge of the tail gate and they begin to pound my pussy with their hard cocks. I am begging and pleading with them to stop but it only makes it worse. Because then I felt a cock starting to push against my asshole. It was throbbing I could feel it. I just wanted it to stop. I must have blacked out from all the pain and stress. Because I don’t remember much after that point. I just know I woke up in that truck bed covered in cum. My panties covered in blood once again. And here comes my husband to pick me back up and take me home. He actually let me sit up front for the ride, but only because he wanted to lick the jizz that I still had hanging off of me.
Cannibalism Phone Sex: Delicious Porn Snuff Extreme
Cannibalism phone sex is my favorite form of porn snuff extreme. I am a sadistic bitch. I don’t do the traditional girl thing. Never have, never will be the kind of girl who conforms to societal norms. Cannibalism is consider taboo. We are not suppose to eat each other literally. Why not? Have you ever tasted human flesh? Seasoned and prepared right, it is quite delectable. There are plenty of us Hannibal Lectors in this world. The only difference is that we are real, not fictional characters. And, we aren’t crazy or insane. Being labeled crazy or insane for eating human flesh is silly. People fear what they don’t know. What they have never tried. That is why I like to take a flesh eating novice under my wing and guide them through the entire process of cannibalism. It is more than just chopping someone up and boiling them in a big pot. The hunt and preparation are just, if not more, important than breaking bread with some human flesh.
I stalk my dinner for days like a starving wolf. You want a young person with some flesh on their bones. There are plenty of young bitches with junk in the trunk floating around the world now. Many, no one would miss or be glad they were gone. Occasionally, I find a skinny whore that catches my fancy. I just fatten her up with protein shakes for a few weeks first. Young flesh is tender. Meaty flesh is the most succulent. Once I kidnap my victim, the preparation begins. Cooking a young girl is similar to the labor that goes into preparing a Thanksgiving feast. There is lots to do. First, you want to ensure your meal is void of all chemicals. No bleached hair, no nail polish, no perfumes or dyes, no piercings…. Your dinner needs to be washed just like you wash your vegetables. Cooking live flesh results in a better meal. Not to mention it just gives me perverse pleasure to hear the life being cooked out of a stupid slut.
This weekend, I had my evil protégé Amy with me. She has killed with me before, however, she has never had a human meal with me before. She picked out our victim. This thick girl from the mall who was all drunk and stumbling. We just let her detox for a couple days, then we used a nice garlic butter sauce all over her body so she would be extra tender and a nice golden brown. An apple in her mouth and some carrots up her fuck holes, she looked like a turkey when we put her in the oven. The smell was so arousing as she cooked to a golden brown. You have to be patient when eating human flesh. To have the best dining experience, it takes time to prepare the flesh. Trust me, if let your meal cooks thoroughly, you will have the best meal of your life. Amy is still raving about much she enjoyed her rump roast and breast piece. I saved the internal organs for another meal. Human heart is scrumptious. New to cannibalism? Let me guide you through the process so you have the best meal of your life.
It’s Electrifying
Celebrating brother and sister day has turned out to be an electrifying experience. They did everything together. Their sibling bond was sickening. i haven’t played with my electric shock toys in a long time and this seemed like the perfect day. Having a brother and sister strapped down with electrodes attached to the most sensitive area of their respective bodies. I must say my set up is genius. Each of them have certain triggers attached to them so that when a jolt of electricity sent to a certain area causes a twitch it sends a jolt of electricity to the other that is especially painful. Oh the smell of burning flesh, the sound of their tortured cry’s, the knowledge that I am the one that is the reason for their torment has me so fucking hot and wet. Circling them slowly with the control in one hand. The other hand running up and down my body as I savor the feel of my hard nipples and wet cunt. The power is exhilarating to say the least.
I love killing them slowly!
Sometimes it’s fun to take your time and kill a whore nice and slow, don’t you agree? Don’t get me wrong, I love a good quick death too but when you have time to really savor the moment, why not take it? Like last night, I had this whore all to myself, she was tied up and bleeding and I was about to stab her in the heart and kill her but then I was like why rush it? I had no place I really had to be, nothing important to do, so why not just have some fun right? So I decided to go old school, I grabbed a plastic shopping bag and pulled it over her face and held it tightly… oh she struggled and tried to get away but she couldn’t, I was way too strong. I held the bag over her head until she passed out, then took it off to see if she would wake up. It took a while, but she did wake up and tried to get away so I just jumped on her, wrapped my hands around her neck and strangled her until she was quite dead. It was so fun that I will definitely have to do that again, wanna join me?
A Day Of Movies
Today I have spent the entire day on the couch with popcorn, sex toys and movies of my best torture times. Watching myself causing pain, hearing the screams, watching the blood as it spatters across the floor, the room and even the camera lens. My cunt has been soaking wet all fucking day. I can feel the need to go grab a victim and have some evils and sadistic fun. As the desire wells up inside of me I know that it won’t be long before I am out the door and on the hunt. Tonight I will share one of my favorite films with my next victim and just like lovers watch porn together and fuck each others brains out. I will watch my movie with my victim and re enact each scene living out a snuff porn to perfection.
Picking the Perfect whore for Daddy
I love Daddy. I would do anything for Daddy. And just last night, I saw the extent of what “anything for Daddy” really means. Daddy had business to attend to late last night, so I decided to go to the club and hunt down some brown sugar. I get to the club and hunt down my “associate”. After an exchange, I head to the bathroom to really get this party started. On my way to the bathroom these two skanks start dancing up on me. I thought to myself that these were the type of girls that Daddy would like as a little treat after a hard days’ work. I know Daddy loves these tight little whores, maybe I should bring them home with me. I get them to follow me to the bathroom so we could get on a different fucking level and lighten up the mood a little bit. To my disdain, these little whores had other ideas for the evening. They were already fucking each other in the bathroom. I couldn’t say no. I wanted to taste them for daddy, make sure they are good enough for him!
Ass Rape Porn: The Phallus of Doom
Everything was blurry as I awoke from a strange sleep or stupor. Standing over me was Master, the one that is a producer and this is supposed to be an ass rape porn shoot we’re doing. But, this scene seemed off from any I have done before. A tide of lust started to course through my body making every cell feel alive. This was a feeling I have never experienced and it started deep inside my cunt.
Looking on as I became more conscious I noticed Master and another woman were standing over me and the woman had this strap-on with the most exquisite black onyx cock with a defined head and deep curve to it. This phallus was magical I could tell and I knew I had just been fucked by it as the way I feel is like I had a dozen orgasms in 10 minutes.
They continued to fuck me with this phallus and Master’s cock also penetrated me from behind while I took the amazing onyx in my cunt. Little did I know this phallus was named the phallus of doom as it brings the pleasured one to their end by orgasm.
Accomplice phone sex for your pleasure.
I banged her head on the floor so hard that I felt her skull crack. It’s just so easy to kill. You were laughing your ass off stroking your cock. I knew that you were excited. Necrophilia was your favorite thing. You liked me to get them right on the edge of death in a violent fashion. Once her eyes rolled back and her breaths were swallow, it was your turn. You loved the feeling of “fucking her to death.” You rammed your cock in every hole, listening for that faint last moan and your favorite “death rattle.” As she began to cool, you got even more turned on, warming her carcass with spurts of cum. You were just as evil as me. We had just found this little victim as she came home from school. Such a petite blonde beauty cluttering up this world. She just begged to be taken. One little opportunity is all it takes, people, and you too could be the fuck meat on my slab.
If you can’t take evil, wicked, bloody, and dead, better leave my blogs now. I am far from normal and so are you. Let’s violate, plunder, beat, and kill. Who’s on your mind tonight?
Alien Impregnation
I was walking home from the club after a fight with my dealer. I was a wreck and needed some shit bad. I had the shakes and I felt queasy. Then my damn heel broke and I fell on my face and hit my head. When I looked up, there was a bright light. A large vehicle was in front of me and a dark shadow came out. Wracked with pain, I asked if he had any drugs. He laughed and took my arm. I was led aboard this fucked up place filled with men. Not ordinary men. Bald, scrawny men. They all moved to touch my giant tits and probe my pussy. The leader screeched at them in a foreign language, making them know that I was his. In his quarters, he turned to me and showed me a giant penis. It was fucking huge. “Drugs.” I begged. He seemed to understand and injected me with something that burned like fire. I felt like I was on the edge of a massive orgasm. He pushed me to the pallet, climbing on top of me, forcing his monster cock into me. I felt my pussy tear but there was no pain. Then he bit me on the tit, his fangs sinking into my flesh. I felt my skin melt and I became a fuck machine. I rode my alien lover in every position as he squealed and dumped loads of cosmic ooze into my slit. Afterward, he injected me again and blackness took me.
I woke up on a grassy knoll. I wondered how long I’d been out and if it had been a hallucination. In my hand was a bag of sci-fi looking injectors like my captor had used. As I struggled to my feet, I felt something move inside of me, like the kicking of the unborn. Had I been used as a breeder for the alien race or was it just the drugs taking their toll.
To be continued….















