After binging on drugs, booze and horror films yesterday, I find myself wondering what it would truly feel like to be kidnapped. I am a sick bitch and I love being hurt. I’m not talking a little slap on the ass, I love having a knife stabbed into me as I am fucked. I know, I’m fucking crazy! Like what if some psychopath grabbed me as I am trying to sell what is left of my cunt. He takes me back to his place and fucked me as hard as he can. I think I would love it. My nipples would be hard, my fuck hole would be dripping wet and wanting him to fuck me harder. I would probably laugh in his face. I am hoping his anger would get worse and he hangs me up like a cow and chop me up into pieces. What would you do to try and hurt me? Tell me!
Category: Kidnapping phone sex
Snuff porn
So my Halloween went rather well- you could say. Well that is if I were still alive to see the next day. I thought it would have been fun to go out with all of my friends. They always say, keep your friends close but your enemies closer. I never even knew that the people, whom I called my friends, would be my enemies. They set me up and I wish I would have seen it coming before I was laying on the cold cement chocking on my own blood. I dressed up, looking extremely slutty. I met up with my friends, who obviously had to put something in my drink. I went from being extremely liked, in my small brain- to being extremely humiliated and treated like a ratchet doll. They sold me to my next master. They just gave me up and didn’t even think twice. They watched him on a big screen as he ripped my clothes off to piss all over me with his cock. They didn’t even blink as they laughed their asses off watching him put my fighting body in restraints to shove his cock inside of me, making me choke and throw up. He used every single hole. He made huge gashes in my skin. I was pathetic, I wont even try to feed you bullshit. I was fucking begging for my life. All that made him do was laugh even harder. I guess that made taking my life even more of a sport.
Bloody Fucking Howl-o-ween snuff fantasy porn
Finally, Halloween. The holiday where I can be my wicked self. I have plans this year. My fuck partner and I have decided that a little teen Trick-or-Treater would be a fun party favor. I’m going to a white trash neighborhood to find one. The good thing about white trash is that they could care less about their welfare offspring. I’ll just grab one quick. She fights me all the way to the car but I’m dressed as a zombie and people think it’s an act. Won’t her mama be surprised when she doesn’t come home tonight?
Then it’s back to our dungeon for a real “treat.” I’ll tie that little fucker up, still in her costume. She’ll scream for her mommy and I’ll kick her in the head to shut her up. Demon will be preparing the objects of torture. Knives, scalpels, electric prod, curling iron. I see the fear in her eyes and it makes me wet.
Two hours later and I’ve cum in my panties 4 times. Snuff fantasy porn really gets me off. She is barely recognizable in all of the gore. Demon has his cock out as he tortures her. Screams fill the air but people think they are part of Halloween. Her tiny nipples are gone. She is covered with burns, the smell of flesh in the air. I’ve cut the Archilles tendons in her feet so she cannot run. The noose around her neck is embedded in her flesh and she gasps for air. It’s cunny time for Demon. His evil 12 inch dong is burning with lust and hatred. He rips off her panties to reveal her pretty, smooth pink clamshell. He cruelly rams a fat finger to the hilt. She screams in pain. He follows with a thrust of his demon whip and she bleeds profusely. I lean down and take a lick. Mmmmm, virgin blood. I grab the curling iron and ram her in the pussy, fucking her, cauterizing the blood flow. Demon pushes me away. “Time to die.” he whispers. He falls upon her, shoving viciously into her burnt cunt. I grab her by the noose and pull it tight. Her eyes roll inward and her body twitches. He comes with a howl, and then grabs me. I await my masters fuck stick as he pins me to the floor and conjures up the other demons. They all feast on virgin blood and take turns fucking me.
The night is not over. The demons still thirst. Hide those brats cause I’m coming for them.
All Hallows Eve Madness
This Halloween will bring an end to her madness. I have had her for some time now and she has gone mad. Watching her sanity slowly slip away has been a journey of erotic satisfaction for me. She has gotten loose in the basement and I had to chain the door shut. Listening to her wail and chant incoherently has been the catalyst for many days and nights of hot masturbation, making me cum very hard. It has also given me time to plan the perfect snuff ending for my insane little prisoner. I love when she pushes the trap door of the basement open and stares at me with her wild eyes and filthy face chanting that she is coming for me. What she doesn’t know is the clock is ticking and her time is almost up. On All Hallows Eve when the moon is high and the night is dark I am letting her out of the basement through the outside entrance. As she is flailing and chanting in the cool crisp air I am going to pull out my cross bow and systematically hunt her down. Legs first rendering her immobile. As I let my arrows fly, hitting strategically to cause her pain, I will become weak from the intense orgasms that her end will bring me. The shrill of her insane screaming will fill the night air and bring the juices flowing from my cunt.
Don’t take candy from strangers
Did your parents ever tell you to not take candy from strangers? Did your mommy and daddy take your candy away to check it before you ate any of it? You never know what might be in it. Tiny needles that will tear up your insides. Maybe some poison in your candy apples. Or razor blades in your chocolate. If you come to my house on Halloween you won’t make it out. Parents don’t keep track of their monsters so when a few go missing no one knows where they went. I keep mine. I fatten them up, I shave their young bodies. They aren’t too young but not old. I use them as props in my decor. This year is the Bloody butcher shop. Half eaten human arms, legs and feet. No one notices that they are real. They just think it is part of all the fun and scare of Halloween. When really I have the rest of their bodies roasting in the oven. I need to get my appitizers just right for my up coming Halloween party.
Torture phone sex
I have a really big sweet tooth. This Halloween I am going to dress up as a sexy kitten and go around trick or treating. I would love some fun on this dark holiday. I know if I dress just right I am bound to get the attention of a new master that could put me in my place. I go to my favorite sexy underwear store and find the most perfect costume. Black lacey skin tight dress that goes right under my pussy, knee high stockings, and a red bra with a matching G-string. All I need to find is a little tail and ears. I take one more look at my sexy body in the dressing room mirror. I hear a knock outside of the room “ma’am do you need any assistance?” Before I could get an answer out, my dressing room door opens. In walks a man with his hand covering my face. He pushes me against the wall with a knife to my neck. He then cut the G-string off of me and shoves it in my mouth. He puts the cold blade against my pussy lips. My wetness allows it to glide right along as he moves it around. I start to tremble as he makes a cut on my pussy mound and the blood starts to rush down my legs. I try fighting him off but he is way too strong. I guess my trick or treating is starting sooner then I thought.
Caught
I was waiting for you to come home – sitting in my car across from your house watching. A car pulled in your driveway that I didn’t recognize. I tried to hide my face but it was too late. The woman came walking towards my car. She told me she knew exactly who I was. She called me a dirty fucking whore and a homewrecker and told me to get out of the car. I tried pretending that I didn’t know what she was talking about, but she wasn’t buying it and she pulled out a gun and told me again to get out of my car.
I was scared shitless so I got out and she made me go inside the house with her. She was so fucking mad and mumbling to herself that she was going to kill us both. She forced me into your office and told me to strip. I was certain she was going to shoot me and I begged and apologized and tried to make her listen. She wasn’t having it. I took off my clothes and she went to the closet and got some handcuffs and chains. What in the hell they were doing in there I have no idea. I was starting to think there was more to this than I knew. She chained me to your office chair and then just stood and laughed while I begged her to let me go.
Then you walked in the room. Had you been here the whole time? What in the fuck was going on? She pointed the gun at you and told you she had found a little gift for you waiting outside the house. You looked at me in shock and she told you to start fucking me right in front of her. She kept screaming at him that she wanted to see what his little pain whore gave him that she didn’t. He took his cock out and placed it up between my legs and grabbed me tight and started fucking me. She kept the gun aimed at us, but with her other hand started rubbing her own pussy. He came so hard it began running down the inside of my legs. As he pulled out, she dropped the gun and got on her knees and began cleaning his cock. My mind was spinning trying to figure out what was going on. Then I saw him reach down, pick up the gun and point it back towards me. I pulled against the chains but it was no use. The last thing I remember was a loud bang and everything went black.
Halloween means Snuff phone sex time!!!
Halloween means time for snuff phone sex marathons. What better way to celebrate the day of gore and terror than to do it for real? My fantasy would be to go out to some adult Halloween party and find some cutesy little slut who thinks a naughty maid costume is perfect for hell Night. Seriously, who the fuck would wear something so ridiculous and inappropriate except a whore who just wants an excuse to flaunt her shit? They are the type I love to torture.
I’d drug the whore and bring her to a real haunted house full of evil spirits. I’d tie her down and dump stale piss on her to wake her up. It would be really dark and I’d be wearing a hood so she could not see my face. I’d rip off her clothes and shove her panties in her mouth so I wouldn’t hear her whine. Then let the fun began.
It would be a slow torture. Her hair in a vice with a hand crank so that I could pull it tighter and tighter until her face ripped off. Alligator clips for her nipples. Hot wax on her clitty. Her pussy lips would be pulled open with vise grips, revealing her gaping hole. A curling iron shoved in her ass, set on preheat, as you smelled the meat cooking.
Quick jabs into tender flesh with my knife would make her bleed. A few strokes into her pussy and the blood flowed freely. I grew wetter watching her writhe in pain, aspirating her panties while sucking for air.
I motion to you, sitting in a corner jerking your cock slowly. Your eyes gleam with hunger as you approach her. You dive on her like a beast, impaling her bloody cunt with your rigid staff, pumping furiously in and out. Your fangs flash as you savage her neck, ripping out her throat to feed, slurping greedily, pulling out her lifeblood and filling her cunt with yours.
We both howl at the moon as orgasm overtakes us. Happy Halloween.
A Dark Night
The night was dark , the moon high in the sky. Her skin was glistening with sweat from fear as she laid on the alter. He skin was covered with goose bumps, her nipples rock hard in the cold night air Her sacrafice will please my dark lord. She is a prime specimin. I found out she is a virgin. That makes it even better. Her virginal blood will please him. I have the perfect impament for her first penetration. A nice stake that will pierce her farther then it should. It’s almost time, let the blood flow warm and hot, thick and sweet. I can’t wait to drink the life giving fluid, to watch the last beat of her heart while it is in my hand. Death will be slow and her gift will be appreciated….
My New Victim
The more I drove around looking for a victim,the more my desire to fullfill a rape fantasy began to boil inside me. I had to quench my thirst for torture, blood, pain and fear. I had been wondering the streets all day looking for her. Driving around, walking the streets. I looked at the street market, I searched the parks, the malls, even the movie theaters. I was just about to give up there she was, like a gift from an evil lord, for my pleasure. I watched the fear in her eyes change from fear to desperation and back to fear again as I drove home. I tied her to my alter spread eagle and shaved all the hair off her pussy. I poured my scented oil all over her body, cleansing her. I burnt my sage over her and purged her body of all impurities. Finally I took her violently, assulting every inch of her body while she screamed for mercy. When I was done with her. I sliced her wrists and let her bleed into the two little glass bowls I have. Once she was bleed I butchered her and began cooking her slowly. Dinner was going to be good today….