We’ve taken the envious bitch to the basement dungeon and bound her to an ass fucking bench. My guy doesn’t intend on releasing her, she is just going to be anyone’s ass slave that he wants to let have her. It’s my job to feed and give her water because she is tied to the ass bench 24/7.
Every now and then my guy goes down there and I hear her whimpering and crying. This last time he had me come with him, he told me she was about to get sutures. I was confused by that… thinking he might be sewing a wound. We got down there and she started crying right away, my guy slapped her face and told her to shut the fuck up. She did but tears were streaming down her face. He started to release the straps holding her down to the bench, he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder and carried her to a table and strapped her down again, legs wide. He went over to the workbench he has and grabbed a large U-shaped needle and some very thick thread almost string really. Without any numbing or knocking her out, he started to sew her pussy lips together, she screamed her head off as the needle began to pierce her skin. Irritated he quickly grabbed a towel and jammed it into her mouth and said “Fuck it’s hard to concentrate with that fucking screaming and shit. Shut up bitch.” The needle went through again and her whole body tightened up against the pain. The towel was stuffed into her mouth enough that should couldn’t make a sound anymore except whimpers. When he was done he explained to me, clearly so she could hear it, that he was going to be leaving her sewn up and make little cuts in her pussy lips now and then so they would heal together and close off her clit area forever. Her eyes got wide in the realization that she wasn’t going anywhere. My guy lets any cock that is interested use her ass with no pleasure for her clit ever again. He took a marker and wrote on a piece of big paper “Envy is the art of wanting what isn’t yours. The grief comes from losing something you’ve already had.” He laid the paper on the floor and put the bitch back on the ass fucking bench so she could be reminded why she was here in this situation.
Category: Murder phone sex Fantasies
Week III Seven Deadly Sins Conclusion of Envy
Killer Phone Sex: Sodomizing w/ Chainsaws
We all have a killer phone sex craving inside of us all. It just so happens the killer inside me loves power tools, and as it seems my recently deceased father had a collection of them, and guess what he really loved to collect? Chainsaws, yes many sizes and levels of power these chainsaws embodied and oh the ideas they conjured in my filthy mind!
You know how i love to hunt sweet young things to play with, a way of bringing to life or rather death of my young girls fantasies. I loved to butcher my barbies in my younger years, so, you see it makes perfect sense. I lured a sweet little sister and brother duo in and have them both tied up for you. I know how much you desire to have your way with their sweet little fuck holes and get that meat of yours off. I just want their sweet meat, and to feel their blood splatter all over my bare taut breasts and sweet wet cunt. Standing naked amongst my prey after you have sodomized them and fucked her sweet virginal cunt into a bloody mess. I take the smaller of the chainsaws and fucked her ever so gently with it in her ripped up little cuny. They were still alive but seems the chainsaw in her crawl really pushed her over the edge. I tormented their little bloody assholes and had a hell of a time enjoying the gore splattering all over me.
Fuck I’m horny I need your cock now in my slimed up gorey fuck holes before I completely dismember them and make them into an award winning chili.
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you have killer phone sex fantasies? I bet when you think about it, there was a mature woman who either cock teased you in your youth or just simply pissed you off. Perhaps, your own mommy? I am often the star of “Killing Mommy.” My stepson loathes me. He lusts for me too, which is his dilemma. He hates me for replacing his mother; he hates himself for beating off thinking about how much he wants to fuck his read headed step mom. Like me, he likes to get high. It is just when he gets fucked up, he turns into Dr. Jekyll. On Friday night, I was home alone with him. My sons with his father, his half-brothers, were at a sleep over. My husband was out of town on business. He was drinking whiskey straight out of the bottle and doing lines of coke. I could feel his anger building. I turned to the right of me to turn on a lamp and he yanked me off the couch with one hand in a fit of rage. He tossed me against the wall so hard, I slumped to the floor in fetal position. He started kicking me. His cock was out and it was hard. The more he kicked me, the more he abused me, the harder his dick became. He yelled at me; degraded me for being a homewrecking whore. I told him I’ve been married to his father 15 years now, so get over it. That didn’t go well. He ripped my clothes off; demanded I show him some respect. He shoved his cock in my mouth before he slammed it repeatedly in my ass. He smacked my face against the wall as he assaulted my ass. My face was bloody. My ass prolapsed from the torture sex. He tried to strangle me too. So much rage in my stepson. He spat in my face when he was done. I laid there motionless and sore, battered and bloody, knowing he was not done with me yet.
Anal Hook Suspension
I woke up in a strange, dirt basement. My arms and legs were tied together, so I couldn’t move very much. Rolling over, I tried to get a better look at my surroundings, but was startled to see a man sitting quietly right next me. He flipped me back so I was face was in the dirt and inserted a cold anal hook into my ass. Attaching ropes to the other ties, he pulled and I was lifted off the ground, suspended in the air. The pressure from the anal hook supporting my weight was difficult to handle, but I watched in fear to see what he had planned next. Grabbing a whip, he walked behind me and start lashing my ass over and over again. My skin felt like it was on fire! My nerves screamed in pain, and there was nothing I could do to protect myself. The ropes swayed from the force of the lashes. Crying, I begged him to stop and let me go, that I would never tell. But he did not care. When he was done, a secured a plastic bag over my head. My frantic breathing from the whipping only used up my oxygen faster as he left me suspended to suffocate to death.
No One Will Miss Me
I’m the perfect victim. I walk the streets selling pussy, cops don’t care about hookers. They expect to find us dead in an alley. When I get in your car I’m yours to do with as you please. Wrap your hands around my throat and squeeze. Choke me, and quiet my screams. It’s all my fault, I chose this profession and I chose to get in your car. Pound my pussy with your hard cock and keep choking me. I deserve to be treated lower than trash. Bite me, slap and punch me. Make me regret getting in your car. Watch the life leave my eyes as you squeeze my neck tighter and tighter. My face will start to turn blue and squeeze my neck harder. Push my lifeless body out of your car; go home and kiss your wife. I’m a prostitute I don’t matter. No one will miss me.
The Brain Surgeon
Strapped to a table, I struggled against the restraints. Even my head was stuck in place. I could tell that I was naked, because the metal table was cold against my bare skin. Then I saw him. A tall, slender man wearing a surgical mask and scrubs. He took his gloved finger and ran it slowly up my thigh. He picked up a strange looking tool from the counter with a cylindrical blade. Realizing what it was, a circle saw, I started getting really worried. The buzzing made me scream out in fear as tears rolled down my face. Straight through my hair and skin, he drilled a large hole right in the top of my head. Blood spurted from the wound as my life left my body. Then, taking a large knife, he made a decent sized incision in the center of the whole to simulate a wet pussy. Barely able to contain himself any longer, his hands shook as he guided his throbbing cock into my squishy brain. Harder and harder, he humped my head until he was done emptying his balls into my cranium. His cock and abdomen were covered in blood when he pulled out. Unfazed, he put his pants back on and dumped my body on the side of a desolate highway.
Live Autopsy On A Youngster
My Master and I had some wicked fun with a youngster that we kidnapped, and we created a bloody mess all over the dungeon! We went to the weed club together to re-up on a bunch of herb to celebrate 420 today. While Master was inside of the club making the purchase, I noticed that a Mom left her little girl in the car while she went into the grocery store next to the club. The car was unlocked and the window was down, so I went over to the car while Master was still inside and I lured the little girl to come with me so that I could show her some cool little toys that were inside my car. The dumb little bitch did what I said and as soon as we got into the car, I knocked her over the head with a crow bar and I tied her up in the backseat. Master came back out to the car soon after and he was so pleased with my evil antics while he was away! I know Master has been craving a torturous time with a youngin and it worked out perfectly that I was able to abduct this pretty little cunt. Once we got back to the dungeon, she was coming back to consciousness as we strapped her on to the medical bed to have some fun with her. Master sliced open her stomach with a scalpel and asked me to be his sexy nurse accomplice as he did a live autopsy on her petite body. She was moaning and groaning as Master mutilated and tortured her. He cut out each one of her organs one by one and very slowly so that he could inflict as much torturous pain as possible. Her life slipped away right before our eyes and it was so fucking hott to witness! I was fingering my pussy with her blood, it made for the perfect slip and slide lubricant! I had a bucket next to the medical bed where I was placing all of her organs, blood and guts. The bucket was overflowing and she was left as just skin and bones. We threw her in the oven and cremated her remains to get rid of all evidence. Master put all of her organs in the freezer to preserve them so that we can eat them in the future. Young little girls always taste so delicious!
Seven Deadly Sins Week Two Greed
On week two of our 7 deadly sins journey we are going to take a look at Greed. This week my new guy has picked someone from his past, and this one must have really pissed him off.
They met at a gas station, a meet cute type of thing, they were instantly attracted, she had just moved here. He took her to his home and of course one thing lead to another and they were fucking. My guy has a lot of fucked up things he wants to do but I have to say he is an excellent fuck, he always makes sure I get off first and sometimes second before he is thinking about himself. At least that is how he is with me. This bitch, he made her cum, squirt even while he licked, finger fucked and eventually fucked her with his cock. He said she came several times that he could tell. As he started to get close to cumming and needed to pound the fuck out of her pussy, she got up as if to change positions, but started getting dressed. He said he lay there looking at her completely confused. He said she told him she came and that was all she wanted. I’m pretty sure that would piss off any guy! He had heard her name in his social circles as she became friendlier with the neighborhood. People, the men, were talking about some greedy bitch; she gets off, sometimes repeatedly then suddenly gets dressed and leaves. He thought this bitch needs a lesson. So begins week two…Greed.
Spring Snuff Porn
Would you like to make a snuff porn with me? I am in a sick mood. I saw this little angel at the dog park and I was consumed with murderous thoughts. She is already a cock teasing whore at her young age. She will just grow up to be the kind of woman who teases you then denies you. Killing her would be fun. You know what would be more fun? Having you as an accomplice. Think about it. You could fuck her first. It doesn’t matter how young she is, nor does it matter that she won’t enjoy it. I will snuff the little bitch out after you have had your fun with her so you can ruin her fuck holes. Don’t tell me you don’t have rape phone sex fantasies on occasion. The world is over populated. Little ones spread germs. Many grow up to be whores who drain our economy. If we hunt together we can find the perfect one. To me it doesn’t matter which little one we select because I hate them all. You can decide the age, the gender, the race… I just enjoy torturing little souls. You can tear up their fuck holes all you want, just let their final breath be taken at my hand. Are you game? Spring is in the air and the little ones are all outside playing. Let the fun begin.
Week One of the Seven Deadly Sins: Gluttony
The new guy I am seeing is one sadistic fucker. He likes to torture fat women and teach them about being gluttonous pigs. After all his depraved activities he loves to fuck me hard and deep. Maybe it’s all the buildup while he tortures, I am not really sure how his mind works.
He targeted this monster fat ass he found online. She weighed close to 700 pounds and he was trying to figure out get to her. There was no way we would get this cow out of her house so we decided to go to her.
The night of his set up for torture we went to the obese woman’s house and poured a drug onto the air conditioner sticking out of the shitty houses window. The coughing started in the fat woman’s room; she and her man friend were asleep. We loaded the man into his trunk and I drove him out to the middle of nowhere so my new guy could get started.
First he goes to the kitchen and gathers supplies from the victim’s house. He grabbed a garbage bag, clean up supplies etc. This time he put a frying pan on the stove and turned theheat on to low, to warm up the pan he said, but I wasn’t exactly sure why.
He started to let the huge woman wake up. It wasn’t as if she could run away…she’s trapped in her own body. He took out a pair of gloves and a scalpel. He began to cut open her belly very gracefully. Making sure to only remove fat, the woman started screaming at the top of her lungs. He took the urine padding that was soiled inthe garbage and shoved it in her mouth. He went back to cutting a fillet. Once he had a nice slab off, he set it on a plate and walked to the kitchen. He took grabbed the large prong fork and slapped the piece into the cast iron skillet. It smelled horrible, searing flesh and fat. He tended to it like it was a steak, salting and turning it when it was done on one side. When it looked…cooked? He put it back on the plate and walked back into the cow’s room. She was clearly weeping uncontrollably with that urine pad in her mouth. He laughed and said “So, you are ok with letting your body go and being a useless member of society? Well I think we are going to reduce your foot print on the earth today.” He took a steak knife and a fork and stabbed into the flap of fat he had cut from her and cooked. It smelled rancid, but he grabbed the pad out of her mouth, squeezed her jaw as much as he could get his hands around and started making her eat her own cooked fat.
To be continued…..