I started night classes at the local community college here. There was this fat girl always bitching about how everyone looks at her and makes fun of her. I am personally sick and fucking tired of hearing it. She is always walking around talking about she wants to lose weight but she is not even trying stupid fucking cunt. I went to the whore and told her that I would help her lose weight. She was so excited and begged me to please help her saying that she does not have any support from family. She came over tonight for dinner and then we were going to work out. While she was sitting at the table having a glass of wine I told her to just stay there I could still hear here from the kitchen. I cooked some steak and made a side salad. We sat down and ate and then we went walking. She came over everyday for over a month we would just do some light walking. She was so proud of how much weight she was losing. She had lost so much weight that she literally looked sick as hell,she was complaining about something moving in her stomach. I told her to come over my place tonight I would help her feel better. I heard the knock at the door and I opened it soon as she walked in I hit the bitch with my bat in the back of the head, she fell straight down to the floor. I tied her arms and legs up and got my knife. I could see what she was talking about her stomach was moving all around. LOL! Is the bitch stupid I know what the fuck it is. She woke up as I was cutting the bitches stomach wide open. She started screaming when I was pulling the fucking tapeworm out of her it was so fucking long. She begged me to stop hurting her. I told the fucking cunt she would of died soon anyways from all the tape worms I put in her steak that I fed her medium rare for weight loss. I could not even finish my sentence before the cunt took her last breath.
Category: Killer phone sex
Arachnophobia
Arachnophobia is when someone has a fear of spiders. Like my down stairs neighbor. Every fucking day when her husband is gone to work at night I hear her screaming. I used to go see what was wrong with her, it would always be because of a damn spider that is crawling around in her damn house. I would just kill it and go home. After watching the movie arachnophobia tonight and hearing her scream. I had the greatest idea. I left to go to the pet store the next morning. I came home that evening waited for her husband to go to work, waited for her to do her nightly damn screaming. I walked downstairs taking a knife and robe with me. When I got into her apartment she showed me the direction the spider was into. That is when I hit her in the back of the head with the lamp they had on the table making her fall to the floor. I climbed on top of her tying her up. I ran upstairs to get my things from the pet store. When I got back to her apartment she was whining and crying begging me to untie her and just let her go. Yeah right, I told her. I am going to make you wish that you had never screamed, and that you did not have a fear of spiders. I grabbed my black duffel bag and one by one took all my glass jars out. She saw that each one was a different kind of spider she screamed asking me to stop. She was sweating,breathing hard like she was about to hyperventilate. As I started opening the jars letting each spider out on top of her stomach her heart was pounding faster and faster you could see them through her shirt. I took the black widow out and the brown recluse and put it right on top of her head. She begged for me to stop, she wouldn’t shut the fuck up so I pried the fucking thing open and shoved the black widow down her throat and duct taped it. Within a few minutes you could see her eyes rolling to the back of her head. The fucking stupid bitch was dying. Lol. I whisper to her what you are most scared of is usually what fucking kills you. I close the door behind me leaving the spiders behind to finish her off. The next morning as I am laying in my bed I hear her husband screaming to get help something is wrong with his wife. Yeah the stupid fucking bitch could not handle her own phobia.
School is back in session
Back to school.. Means back to pay day for me. I love to offer up my new “friends” to my older dirtier “friends”. I make sure the new meat knows that I can make or break their time in school. Then.. I invite them to a “some fun”..lol They always show up. Steve was a good customer and I wanted him to get the first crack at her. She was fresh. I brushed passed her last year when she was still in JV. At the time I thought she was cute but not what I was looking for. Well she had a very good summer! Steve wanted the “innocent” girl and she was it with a little extra now. “She doesn’t know why she is here Steve, so I suggest you start slowly” I said. He handed me the thick envelope and smiled. “Sure, I’ll start slow” he said laughing. I can hear her scream as he rips her clothes off. She should be thankful. There are a few men who won’t be as “gentle” as Steve is being. He will rape her for a few hours then let her go. The others would keep her for much longer. But she will learn about them later. I have a very busy year planned for her! She is my bitch now. I own her. And she better not forget it… or everyone will know what a dirty whore she really is!
A Hunting We Will Go
Yesterday I saw this awesome purse in a shop window in town. It was made of leather and shaped like a human skull.
Since then I have been plotting and cumming as my mind races with all these ideas.
I am going to turn this one item into the hottest, twisted ass fun and money making scheme ever.
I am going to gather several prime candidates and bring them to my camp. I am going to groom them and make sure their skin is soft and supple and ready to produce a premium product.
Then I am going to release them and hunt them just like I do animals for skins and meat. They will never find their way out of the woods before I track and kill them.
Once I have killed them I am going to bring them back and skin them and process the hides. each skull will be used as the mold for the skin I retrieve from their bodies and I will make these awesome purses.
Their meat will feed me for some time and the purses will sell at market in town and make me lots of money.
Of course no one will know they are buying a purse made of human hide and molded from it’s donors skull, but I will know.
The idea of it has me so fucking hot and horny and I can’t wait to begin! This is the best fucking idea I have ever had!
Blood Play Phone Sex
I was in the mood for some blood play phone sex tonight. I went and rented a small motel room where I used my laptop to place an ad on the internet saying that I had another computer for sale. I got a call from a young man saying he wanted it for his nephew that is going to be starting college. He came to the room where I invited him in, let him have a seat as I walked around him to get the big with the computer in it. Instead I grabbed my cloth covered in chloroform and placed it over his mouth and nose causing him to pass out. Dragging him over to the bed and tying each limb to each bed post. Climbing on top of him slashing his fucking throat leaving a gaping hole in his fucking neck. Using my hands I spread the blood all over my body. Sometimes I just need a little blood to play in, getting something for dinner for a few weeks is just a place.
Knife Play Fun
I have kept you for a week. Feeding you, making you think we are friends and I am here to help you. You are young, you ran away from home and have no where else to go, no other friends, no where to turn.
I have enjoyed your company, I have enjoyed laying with you under the night sky and fucking you like I would a lover. But it has all been for a reason.
There is always an ulterior motive. Life is a jungle, it is kill or be killed. Use and be used and your time was finally up.
You were happy to do exactly as I said thinking this was another game that would end in pleasure and be fun. And it did, for me.
You stand there tied to the wooden stake coming out of the earth, naked and unafraid.
I take you one last time. Slowly. Gently at first, and then I let my blood lust for pain and horror take over my mind, heart and soul.
I bite chunks of flesh from your body. And the knife play begins. The cutting and stabbing and watching you bleed that satisfies my soul. I cut pieces of you off and eat them in front of you. I shove things in side every opening in your body that you never imagined would be inside you, piercing you from the inside out. And finally I set the fire. I watch it as it climes up your legs. I listen as you scream and beg me to put it out.
No one can hear you, no one is coming, no one but me that is.
I am cumming hard, it is flowing down my legs, my eyes are wild with a satisfaction that only I know how to feel. A satisfaction brought to me by your pain, your innocents and your screams.
I will sleep well tonight and plot to go find the next body that will lay in your place until he or she brings me this same pleasure.
Stocking Up For Winter
I saw her standing there all ripe and plump. She looked fucking healthy and there was plenty of meat on her bones. She will do just fine. I need to get ready for the winter. I need lots of meat just in case it snows and I can’t make it into town for food. She is by herself in the market, mindlessly walking around with no fucking clue that I am watching her. She is mine and she doesn’t even know it. My fucking heart is racing and I can taste her before I even have her. I know she is going to be wonderful, just the right mix of fat to make her nice and tender and flavorful. It isn’t going to be long before I have her in my grasp.
The time is now, I grab her and take her back to camp. I shave all the hair off her body in preparation for butchering. She will provide me with meat to last a month or two at least. First I slit her throat and bleed her, just like a fucking animal. Then I take my time cutting off her head , arms and legs. Now to gut her and get all her innards out. I will save her heart and liver, they are my favorite parts and make for great eating. Once she is gutted I begin butchering her and creating fine cuts of meat. The flesh from her arms and legs will be jerky. Small strips of meat that I will salt and dry in the last days of summer.
I thank her for her gift of nourishment as I prepare the meat for the winter.
Scream for me Bitch
Scream for me Bitch! I want to hear that filthy mouth of yours scream! I have had all the shit I can take from this bitch! So I try to do the right thing. I try to be a “normal” girl. But WTF.. I mean there is no normal anymore. But I still try to do good things. I was going to enroll in some classes at the local collage. And this fucking bitch I use to go to school with was working behind the desk. And she started giving me a hard time. I have had to go up there 3 times and my papers get lost or I didn’t do the right shit. Then this bitch just goes off on me. Telling me I was always a useless cunt. That there is no way she would allow me to join her school!!! I mean. Who the fuck does she think she is talking to me like that! I didn’t really know this bitch and she was going to treat me like that!! FUCK that shit! So I waited till she got off work. Then I followed that whore home. I waited till I knew she was asleep and slipped right in. And I took her straight out of her bed. Whipped everything down and carried her away. I left her purse, her money, her phone and her car. When she woke up she was tied to a tree in the middle of the woods. There is no one around for MILES. She tries to reason with me. The Bitch offers to let me in school. Like I would fucking fall for that shit. So I pull out my bat and tell her to “Scream… Scream Bitch” as I break her knee caps. Open your filthy fucking mouth and scream. These fucking bitches think they can act any way they want and nothing will ever happen to them. No one would believe me over her. Mrs. Prim and proper is about to learn. But I think the last lesson she ever learns in her short life is … She is not in charge. I am going to beat her till she wishes she was dead. Then I am going to cut her filthy tongue out and sew her lips shut. Letter her chock to death on her own fucking blood.
Blood Red Night
Tonight is the night for fucking carnage and chaos. The sky and the moon are blood red, reflecting the blood flowing all around me here in the woods. They didn’t want to sacrifice their lives, they didn’t want to be my victims, but they had no choice. They were just what I fucking wanted, they were just what I fucking needed this eerie night cloaked in red. The mother, with her swollen fucking belly, begging for the life of the little one. The father trying to stay strong and be brave in front of his wife and son, but not doing a very good job at it. And the little boy, shaking and crying begging his parents to help him, knowing they could not. They lived together, they loved together and they fucking died together. In horrible agony, feeling every inch of life slip away,watching one another endure my wrath, bring me great pleasure. As I stand over their corpses, dipping my hands in their still warm bodies and covering my naked body in the warmth of their blood, I feel my energy soar! It won’t be long before I open her up and remove the only one that didn’t feel pain or fear, he or she will be my dinner tonight. What a glorious gift they gave with out even fucking knowing it!
Daddy’s Missing Friends
Daddy’s friends from his office keep going missing there are a total of five missing right now. They said they were all tied up to the bed with a collar on their necks. The room lingered of cigar smoke in all the victims rooms. They are saying the suspect is on top of them in a sexual position as she stabs them over and over again with what seems to be a average kitchen steak knife. Then the suspect leaves after placing a lit cigar in the mouths. One of the victims rooms were burnt up by the fire caused by a cigar. Daddy said the detectives are saying the suspect is more than likely a woman that is sadistic and is angry at men for some reason. They told him that every victim’s family said something is missing from them the first one had a ring,second one had a shirt, and third one had his family’s pictures from his wallet they are still trying to see what is missing from the rest. After Daddy was finished talking to the detectives. I told Daddy I was going out for a bit he said to be home by curfew. I was gone for a few hours. Returning home that night Daddy noticed I had a maroon scarf around my neck, and I lingered of cigar smoke. I told him that my friends got it for me and that their parents smoke. The next morning Daddy had yet another friend stabbed and this time he was missing a maroon scarf and the room lingered of cigar smoke.