When the old lobotomy tools came up for sale on the auction block I knew I had to have them. From the moment I saw them my cunt started getting wet. With each bid I made I could feel my panties filling up with thick juice . My heart began to race as he tried to out bid me but I wasn’t going to let that happen, not a chance in hell. I had some one waiting for me at home that would be the perfect victim for me to use these old tools on. As soon as I won the bid I had an explosive orgasm on the spot. I know the gentleman next to me knew what happened. My breathing was heavy, my face was flushed and you could smell the cum. He just looked at me and smiled. It seemed like it took forever for the auction to be over so that I could collect my prize and be on my way. I took out the silver metal hammer and rubbed it on my cunt all the way home, making myself cum again. Going to the basement with my prize in my hand I unshakable that little bitch and strapped her to the table, wrists first, then legs, then the strap around her head. Getting undressed I took out the metal implements and rubbed them on my nipples and cunt before beginning the procedure. Placing the pointed metal pick on her eye I began hammering up and into her brain. I was careful to go slowly so that I would hit the right spot and to cause her as much pain as possible. When I finally hammered the pick as far in as it would go I had another orgasm, the hardest one yet. I left her there and went to bed. To my surprise she was still alive in the morning. so I covered her with peanut butter and release my hungry rats to feast on her flesh. I keep her skull with the pick still in it just as it was the night I used it. Each time I look at it I cum again. It is my favorite trophy.
Category: Killer phone sex
My Favorite Trophy
Tell Me A Story
I want you to tell me a story. Not so I can hold the information against you but to make me wet. I want to hear about your deepest, darkest, nastiest, bloodiest secret. I don’t care if you have actually done it, or just think about doing it, I want to know. Maybe it involves someone young, or your ex-wife, or some bitch at work. I don’t care. I want to hear about what you do to them, how you cause them pain way beyond what can be felt with the flesh.
I want to hear about how you keep them, torture them, make them scream or moan. How you play mind games with them, or leave trinkets from their missing loved ones. I want to know about trophy’s you have kept, did you get off on them? Or is it more of a satisfaction of a job well done.
Are you proficient at what you do, or are you progressing with each piece of shit you see fit to train or do away with? I honestly want to know. Think of me as your priest, except I cannot give you forgiveness, but of course you aren’t looking for forgiveness…are you?
Keeping my new year right on track
So if you haven’t already heard my new year’s resolution was not to stop kidnapping, torturing, forcing and killing – but to rather do it more often to better get a grip on my constantly growing anger and to fulfill practically the only thing that turns me on… What can I say I want what I want and I always make it happen. But I don’t quite like to do it alone. I like to be needed and helpful; I love to be the perfect accomplice and capture the ideal victim to have our way with. What are you into? Young and innocent? Or maybe a whore who deserves this shit and will probably secretly love it till we snuff her out? I personally have no preference, as long as I get to see the scared look on their face as I tie them up naked and as I hold my knife to their throat when they struggle. I don’t care as long as by the time we are done with them, they are begging to be fucked and telling us they will do anything we want them to do. This always makes me laugh, breaking them to this point, making them our little sex slave and into filthy little whores, begging to be fucked in order to save their life. They never quite get that they won’t be making it home ever again and that we are the last people they will see as the life fades from their eyes. And how creative I can be as I kill them in the most painful ways I can think of, in the bloodiest fashion. But not before we have our fun of course. She’ll be pleading for you to fuck her ass in no time – then begging to taste her ass and your cum once you’re done. She’ll love chocking on your dick after rubbing it all over her bloody cunt. I can’t wait to get started, so what are you waiting for?
Snuff Sex: A Lover Scorned
Why can’t people just let it go, move on, ya know and stop dwelling on it. My ex just can’t seem to get over it, I dumped his ass when I found some shit out about him. Now ever since he is either stalking me or pranking my phone sending me creepy gifts. Just the other day I came home to a little fabric doll with blonde hair and a picture of my face glued to it. The super creepy part was the red line around it’s neck and red marker down it’s inner legs.
The doll was dismissed as him trying to totally creep me out. I toss it aside on the table as I step into my bedroom someone grabs me and jams his hand against my mouth to keep me quiet. The whole struggle he had his cock out and raging hard pressing against me as he pushes my skirt up. He shoves it inside me pulling me closer as he thrusts in me holding a knife to my neck. “You missed missed this cock haven’t you bitch?” He moves me to the bed where he pushes me face down as he pulls out of my cunt and I feel his mushroom head push against my ass. “I’m going to love this, you never let me take that sweet ass, no matter how good I fucked your cunt and made you cum you still wouldn’t grant me access”.
He thrust into my ass as I tried screaming he shoved a pillow on my head pushing my face into the bed. He started pounding my ass as he took what he wanted so badly. He dreamt of hitting that ass, too bad she had to be such a cunt to him. As he thrust deeper in my ass he pushed the pillow on me harder, I couldn’t breathe any longer and he just kept going. As I felt he was about to come he sliced the knife quickly across my neck. He came, pulled out and left.
I’m not sure how I survived bleeding out and nearing suffocated to death…
Sadistic phone sex with Morticia
It was a night of celebration. A night used to make sacrifices to our lord. The king of darkness. We wanted him to be happy and to come celebrate with us. We had two whores who haven’t even hit puberty yet. We dressed them in the see through black cloaks, nothing on underneath them. We started out by feasting on the wildlife around us. We then started our ritual for sacrifice. We spread open their young bald cunts and started rubbing their clits in-front of the roaring fire. We were pouring wine off each others bodies. Touching and pleasing each others body’s. Finally we started seeing our master appear within the fire. We started cutting the whore’s wrists and spraying the blood over the fire. We then turned our attention to the male sacrifices. We sucked their cocks and pushed in a iv needle. We took some of the virgins blood into their balls. Then we laid down with the men and breed with the virgin blood that is tainted with our lords seed. Next we will wait and see if we get pregnant with our dark lords seed.
There can be only one…
There can only be one. One leader, one bad girl, one girl that all the boys want. But it’s clear this ho didn’t get the picture. So I had to get rid of her… but there’s more to this story then you think. You see she thought that she would just come up into my group of friends and start flirting with my little boy toy – well I call him my best friend but we all know he is madly in love with me. Point is he is MINE and I attempted to make that clear. I suppose her bubbly little attitude attracted everyone, because they started wanting to do what she wanted to do and I began to see her getting closer with MY best friend, my lil boy toy. I took her for a drive, figured if I told this bitch to back the fuck up she would – instead she told me she would do no such thing, so I punched her right in the fucking face! This bitch tried to hit me back she hit my nose hard making it bleed but after that I just saw red and all of a sudden the bitch was almost dead – but I wanted her to die slowly so I stopped choking her out. I decided to take her into the woods to cut her slowly until she bleeds to death… it didn’t take long before the stupid cunt was begging for her life. I smeared her blood all over her body, even made her taste it as she slowly started to fade out of consciousness. With as much blood as I had made I’m surprised she didn’t die quicker… I wasn’t done though. I cut off her pretty little head and burned it next to her red body…there was nothing left and I’m back to being number one.
Random Acts Of Kindness… Right…
I saw the biggest and fattest bitch today. I mean damn! She would make a rhino feel skinny. Any way Big Daddy told me he wasn’t working today. Something about Random Acts of Kindness day bullshit. This nigga ain’t nice what the fuck is he gonna do? Help a old bitch across the street?
Anyway I realized if Big Daddy was gonna be nice today then I will be nice too. But then I saw that cow and I just got so angry. How the fuck can one person get so god damn big? Anyway Fatty was going to be my act of kindness. She was riding around in her scooter that her fat piled over and she could barley squeeze herself out of her door. I fallowed her to the dumpster and offered to help her. This bitch was out of breath riding in a scooter.
Anyway I fallowed her back into her house and one we were there I turned off her scooter. HAHAHA. I grabbed her fat arm and jiggled it. I told her she needed to go on a diet. All I heard was her blah blah blah. I ran to my place and grabbed some diet pills. Well they weren’t diet pills but laxatives. I figured it would be kind to help her lose weight. Even if I had to make her shit herself to death she would have lost some weight.
Well while I was shoving these pills down this fat cunts throat I noticed one of those Electric knives… I giggled with pleasure as my pussy got wet. I grabbed it and started getting closer and closer to the fat whore. She tried to get away but she just flipped her chair over on her big fat leg. She couldn’t get it off herself. I kept laughing. I told her that If I cut a little off the sides of her legs she would be able to move. But then her top half would look funny too. I started hacking and cutting off pieces of her arm fat, watching it jiggle against the blades. Then the damn knife stopped. It got jammed with all her fat . Ugh this bitch smelled like death and she wasn’t even dead yet. She did however lose about 20 pounds.. I was proud of the random act of kindness I did today. I wonder what Big Daddy did.
Random acts of kindness? Evil is always better!
Apparently today is Random Acts of Kindness day, and well, as you know I am not quite the kind-spirited type. In fact, I absolutely cannot stand this entire month that is filled with so much love and kindness and that fucking bullshit. However, I figured why not give it a shot? I can be randomly kind to SOMEONE today, can’t I?! Well that’s what I thought, and I swear I sure did try…but I suppose I am not exactly cut out to be nice. Before I got a chance to do something kind for someone else, this chick ahead of me in line at the store paid for my groceries! Wow, how nice I thought, until she started telling me how I ‘looked like I couldn’t afford it’, and ‘aren’t I lucky she was there to help.’ Seriously this bitch was going on and on about how she was just devoting her life to help those in need and how she knew that because she was so nice to everyone else she was going to heaven to be right by the Lord’s side. But I could feel this bitch judging me as she looked over my revealing outfit and as she walked me to my car and noticed unlike her it wasn’t some 2015 Cadillac. I swear I tried to be nice to this woman – up until she asked me if I ever considered not dressing so slutty and getting a real job. I wanted to rip her fucking head off right then – EXCUSE ME BITCH?! But instead, I had a better idea, so I forced a smile and nodded, telling her if she followed me to my place I would gladly take some pointers from her, and of course this bitch could not help herself! She followed me to my house and I had her on her hands and knees begging to cum in no time – I made her my little pet. I allowed my other pets to fuck her, abuse her and best of all punish her with my most painful devices. She was my favorite pet to humiliate…however I am not kind enough to keep such a revolting bitch alive for too much longer so after a little extra suffering and humiliation she can go see if the Lord still wants her by his side hahahaha!
No Good Deed
There is a saying that goes: “No good deed goes unpunished.” But what if the person who does the good deed also doles out the punishment? I am all about helping out and being kind…riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. That is why on Random Acts of Kindness Day (who comes up with this shit?) I decided to do something oh so kind to someone who deserved it.
I cannot stand men who are up and up Tools. Actually asshole guys in general are not my thing. If I wanted to hang out with an asshole, I’ll cut it off someone and carry their sphincters around in my back pocket. It could be my best friend. Anyway, back to it. I was out driving around because it has been seriously nice here where I live and I saw a guy sitting on his porch drinking a beer. Normally I wouldn’t stop, but dude was gorgeous. I pulled over, walked up to him and asked him if I could have a beer.
He smiled and said, “Sure.” We sat outside for a bit then we went inside to ‘talk’. Nah, we went inside to fuck. He kept looking at himself in a full length mirror the whole time he was fucking me. Making faces, watching himself, saying how good he was and how lucky I was for having his cock inside of me. After he came; which by the way was done facing the mirror into his hand so he could watch himself ejaculate; he laid down next to me and said, “Aren’t you going to thank me?”
Oh I was going to thank him alright. I excused myself to go and get my cigs and a couple more beers. I came back and offered him one of my cigs. He said, “Why don’t you hold it to my lips for me, that is what other bitches I have fucked have done for me.” So I KINDLY agreed. I placed the cig against his lips, and lit it. He took a few drags of it then he didn’t look so well. I handed him his already open beer, he chugged it down, and he actually started to look worse. There I was, waiting on him hand and foot out of pure kindness and he had the nerve to accuse me of putting something in the cig and beer. Now would I do that?
He got up and tried to make it to the bathroom but he keeled over by the dresser. He started to shake violently, he turned toward me and I could see the white froth start to form around his mouth. I took a sip of beer and lit a cig. I made myself comfy so I could watch the show. Within a matter of minutes he was crumbled into a ball against the dresser. His eyes were still open and he stared blankly.
I took my time getting dressed, went downstairs and made myself something to eat. Took the rest of his case of beer and left. I smiled as I pulled away from the curb because they didn’t know it, but I made the lives of many women who could of hooked up with that guy a lot better. I saved them from the shame of having had him as a sex partner. The lengths I will go to to be kind are limitless.
Cruel to be Kind
I think many things that are evil can be just as kind. Today is “Random Acts Of Kindness Day.” It is a day to cheer up the ones in your life that need it. I do that quite a bit, if you can believe a sadistic whore can be kind! Take for example one of my last victims. She had been screaming so loud that I finally cut out her tongue. Granted the crushing of her limbs that caused her bones to shatter made her scream, but it was for the best. So here she was, broken and bleeding. She was obviously in a very bad place. We both knew her end was near, so why not give her something to look forward to? I had just that morning mutilated her youngest son. He was a magnificent piece of bloody art. And since I video tape most of my kills, I told her I had a special movie for her! Now she can die knowing her loved one was on the other side waiting for her. Yes, random acts of kindness do go a long way.
My last home invasion is a perfect example. This young couple who were struggling to pay bills. They had the hardest time paying their mortgage. Well I of course entered the home and used my sledge hammer to bash in their skulls. First I doused them and their over priced home with gasoline. Lighting my cigarette with a match I tossed it on their bound bodies and inhaled the intoxicating odor of their flesh burning. Once I realized I could end their suffering much quicker, I smashed their heads and smiled at just how kind of an act that was. Not to mention they wont be struggling any longer! Today I will be kind as can be, can you say the same?