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Taste For Virgin Blood

You enjoy taking me from the inside and working your way out. Nothing excites you quite like that first stream of blood running out of my pussy. I remember the first time you made me bleed. It seems so long ago. U spread my leg and your digusting mouth hung open, drooling over my fresh virgin blood.  You dipped your fingers in and tasted it like a tot tasting cotton candy for the first time.

You made me taste it as well. The coppery flavor of the first blood drove my senses wild. I was so young, and you are so evil. I didn’t want to like it. I didn’t want to like you. But there we were, sharing my virgin blood. Together in a moment of horrow with blood on our lips. You took everything from me that day, and have continued to own my life every day since.

Now you must use your knives and your barbed tools to create that blood dripping from my tiny pussy. Its red, its real, but nothing is satisfying you like that first blood. You get angry and take your rages out on me. You beat me, cut me, burn me, and yet nothing can give you what you want. You took it too soon you stupid,greedy,evil man. That earns me another slice across my chest. But it enrages you even more that you know I like it.

You taste the blood from my chest, and spit it back in my face. It will never be good enough. My body is full of the blood you thought would quench you, but it doesn’t. You need my help. Please let me go and I promise I will lure in what you desire so. I promise I will come back. You have power over me, and I know you are almost ready to trust me. Trust me and make the deal that will quench your bloody taste.

Demon Fucking Tearing Me Apart

You let the creature loose inside my cell. He is grotesque. Some sort of fucking monster. Is this what you’ve been working on? This is the evil creature you swore you would create to terrorize us girls, your prisoners? Oh my god, what the fuck does it want? Its not even human but you gave it a huge cock?? You’re going to have this monster fuck me?

You rage with laughter as your creation is alive and hungry for exactly what you programmed to be hungry for – pussy and flesh.  My blood runs cold as your monster grabs ahold of me. There is nothing behind its eyes except blackness and hunger. Its no less than a wild animal with the strength of 5 men. It grabs me and begins to sloppily grope my naked body, hungry and curious. Its cock is huge and hard and slimy, just like the rest of it.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Get this thing out of my cell before it hurts me!! Its too late, I am in its grasp and even you couldn’t save me now. You’ve created an evil even greater than your own. You plan to watch this thing fuck me to shreds.  I feel faint but I feel its digusting breath breathing all over my body, smelling me like a fucking animal. It shoves me to the ground and climbs on top – its cock poking at my tiny body searching for the wet pussy it wants as it howls a noise like I have never heard before.

Its cock finds my cunt and it doesnt hesitate as it slams it deep inside. I can feel my pussy rip apart and the blood begin to flow. I see the creatures eyes dilate from the scent of fresh blood, and it shows its teeth – like a row of knives – and it buries its mouth deep into the side of my neck as it fucks me…  The last thing I see is you, youre watching with such pride… Your work is coming to fruition right before your eyes.

Kidnapping Phone Sex with Blair: Bad Mommy

kidnapping phone sex milf painI decided to go see the new horror film “As Above, So Below” last night by myself. I snuck out of the house because I needed some me time. As I was coming out, a man grabbed me and threw me in his SUV. He immediately put a cage type device over my head so I could not see where we were going. I tried to speak, but that device gave me a strange echo. I wondered if my son realized I was missing and decided to hunt me down and punish me for my insolence. I was kidnapped right outside the theater and no one did a thing too. The next thing I knew, I was being dragged by my feet out of the vehicle, down some stairs  and being strung up like a side of beef. I heard an enhanced voice say, “You have been a very bad whore.” Then I felt a hard sucker punch to my belly. I almost puked.

Then I felt a vibrator on my clit, but no normal vibrator. This was like a power tool and the stimulation was actually painful. I began to whimper and convulse. Then the electric cattle prod was rammed up my pussy sending shock waves all through my body. Painful shock waves that made me pee on the floor and twitch like a dead body. It was a constant repetitive cycle of a punch to the gut, over stimulation on my clit, and a cattle prod inserted in my pussy. This went on for hours. I had vomited several times in my caged mask. My body was limp.

Then suddenly, I was cut down. I laid there on the floor for several minutes in a pool of my own bile and piss, when I heard my son say, “This will teach you whore to leave without permission.” I am a disobedient slave and got what I deserved. If I were to disobey you master, how  would you punish me?

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Taboo Phone Sex and Jade

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I had been watching her for a few days; but, I knew tonight would be different.  And, she didn’t disappoint me.  She had a tall, thick companion with her.  And, they seemed to gracefully walk through the night with a purpose that I was eager to know.  It was a suburban home; there was no car there but a light.  I already knew that they had scoped the house out; and, I guessed that the young boy had been left there in care of his babysitter while the parents went out on some kind of date…to the movies or wherever people like that go.

The walked up to the door, blending in with the night; the man stood away from the keyhole and Jade easily had the young school girl open the door.  Then the game was on!  It looked like she stuck the young teen with a syringe; and the girl collapsed.  But before the girl hit the floor, the large man swooped her up.  He crammed her in a duffel bag because she was so small.  No one saw anything.  I only saw it because I had night vision glasses.  Following them in their van proved to be tricky.  They took all the precautions to get to their destination, which ended up being an abandoned warehouse.

When they got there, they gave the girl some smelling salts to revive her when she was bound securely to a railing so that she could stand straight up.  Then, they began playing with her, as if she was food on their plates.  They told her what a whore she was, and they described how they were going to kill and fuck her in vivid detail.  Then, the man cut away her jeans to expose her little pussy.  He jammed his cock in her and looked at Jade.  He pushed harder.  “Yeah, this one is a virgin,” he huffed as he tried to get his dick all the way inside of her.  “Oh, fuck, yeah, baby.  That blood makes it feel real good. Keep bleeding, bitch,” he said as he pummeled her.  Then, he and Jade both chose different weapons: a knife and a whip with spikes.  They beat the girl until she was unrecognizable, just a piece of flesh in a large pool of blood.  Jade and her accomplice kissed passionately.  They were going to fuck right there.  I watched for a little, enjoying the view of her mahogany skin and the way she was just as rough as he was.  Then, I went home and pondered about what I’d seen.  Even though I rarely mix sex and my playtime, I wondered if it might be something worth reconsidering.

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Invocation

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Accomplice phone sexWithin that which I believe there is a God and a Goddess, actually there are many Gods and Goddess that you can have as those to which you take to be your own.  With all thing in the Universe there is a Ying (Good) and a Yang (Bad), so there are those Deities that are looked upon as Good and those who are looked upon as Bad.  I believe that nothing is actually black or white, one cannot exist without the other.  Can you imagine a world in which every thing is perfect? It would not be a place that I would wish to reside. 

This is why I tend to be drawn more toward the Dark God and Dark Goddess.  I find that when I cast My circle kneeling before My altar that I find the energy to be more powerful.  Love and Light? No thank you.  I would rather relish the dark energy as it slowly envelops My body.  I can only equate it to what the feeling of a lovers touch would be.  Uninhibited, lustful, wanting, strong, dark, warm and wicked. 

Before I leave for My very own type of fun I often Invoke the Dark Goddess for protection, for strength, and for foresight.  I find that knowing all My deeds are well protected allows Me to delve into the deepest, darkest part of My mind to bring forth every single time I play with something delicate.  I enjoy giving thanks to The Goddess every time there is a cut, a scream, a cry out for help, a forced sexual encounter, a plead uttered for Me to stop.  I do all My tasks in the Name of the Goddess and Invoke Her every time I set about My life’s work.  For this She has blessed Me beyond My wildest dreams.

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Devil Boy’s First Orders

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I recently sort of adopted spawn, not to raise 24/7, but to cultivate his evil, sadistic side.  You may wonder how something so young could have so much evil; well, I know it’s possible…I am a prime example, myself.  I know that he has the sadistic, bloody hunger inside of him.  What I do not know is if he will be meticulous enough not to get caught and patient enough not to make huge mistakes.  We will see; but, right now, I’m just enjoying it and eager to send him on his first task.

His instructions were to get off on the bus at a further exit; the ride would be a couple of hours.  It was time for him to mentally prepare as well as a test of his patience.  His task was to find a little girl and do whatever he pleased with her; but, he must kill her without being seen…and within half of an hour.  Of course, I did not go with him; instead, I hooked an untraceable camera to his shirt.

I knew the moment he had chosen her: she was dainty, blonde-haired…almost like a sprite, really.  And, instead of following her to kiss her, he was hunting her like the prey she was.  I could barely contain my excitement; and, I was a little nervous for him.  Maybe I should have given him more instructions, but it was too late now.  He was talking with her, leading her into the woods by the nearby park.  The canopy of trees made everything seem eerily dark; but, I could see the glimmer of a knife.

He pushed her down; she was already crying.  He covered her mouth with his hand.  I could see that he was pushing his hand very hard against her lips; her eyes were huge.  I couldn’t see the knife raised; but, I saw it find it’s target.  He straddled her, his ass smothering her face; and, he lifted the knife again and again.  Slicing the little girl to the point of overkill, I was impressed with his strength.  When he was done, he admired his work; then, he peeled off his bloody clothes and replaced them with the clean ones that were in his backpack.  So far, so good; now, for the next lesson!

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Bough Breaks

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Stupid vaginal puss sacks.  I can’t stand them.  Running around with snot bubbling out of their disgusting sticky faces.  It boggles my mind at how Adults loose their shit when one of these walking botched abortions smile, or make a coo sound.  You’re a fucking adult, act like one.  They don’t need you for anything but food and water.  That’s it.  Fuck all that hugging and kissing crap.  They call that shit ‘bonding’, who wants to bond with a shit factory? Not I.

My friends always tell me they hope I never get pregnant because I would be the worst Mother in the world.  You know what? They are fucking correct.  What would I do with it? I don’t want to smell it, hold it, sing to it, cuddle it or even acknowledge it’s existence.  However, maybe that’s what these things need.  Just to be left the fuck alone.  Maybe they would grow up with no emotion, no need to have friends, no cares in the world.  How self sufficient would they be when they realized that all their crying wouldn’t get them anything, and that they had to fend for themselves? Better then these spoiled brats that are being pushed out by the million every day thinking they are entitled to every single god damn pleasure in life just because their Mother spread their legs when they were drunk and ended up having a parasite growing inside them. Load of bullshit if you ask me.

Fuck them, fuck all those under the age of 25 who think that they should have what ever they want without working for it.  Fuck their parents for creating these idiots, and fuck this stupid entitlement shit the world feeds them.  It’s time to break some of cradles from the bough and watch these things fall.  If they do not have the strength to survive, then whatever, not my problem.

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Punishment

Taboo phone sexWith every rise of his hand the welts became larger and larger.  I stood there watching from a slight distance as he broke a sweat wounding the flawless pale skin that had been exposed.  He was skilled at this task.  He would work on one area then begin on a fresh spot.  Once in a while he would look over his shoulder at me and signal for me to bring him some water.  It was laying there whimpering.  He was even kind to it a few times, letting it get a sip of water.  However I knew something it didn’t, his niceness was false.  He wanted to lull it into thinking it was over, I knew it wasn’t over, and actually I honestly think that somewhere in that tiny brain, it knew it wasn’t over either.

Every thing was going so well.  He was enjoying his treat that I found for him.  It was taking care of him, but then it got tired and started to whine that it wanted to go back home.  Major mistake.  If it would of just keep it’s perfect mouth shut, we wouldn’t be out here in this damn hot sun in the middle of no where.

He reached down to pull the jean shorts all the way off.  It spit up at him.  He kicked it square in the face and it went limp.  He yelled, “SHIT!”  I just shook my head. Within a few minutes it started to stir so he went back to the punishment he was doling out. 

I can just see the looks on the faces of the people that find it, because I know that it won’t make it out of here.  It will be bloated from the sun, the rigor mortise will have set in, parts of it missing from the animals snacking on it.  This wouldn’t be the first time someone stumbled across his handy work and it certainly would not be the last.

Hanging by a Hook

I woke up in the meat locker. Cold and afraid and hanging by a hook placed firmly through the skin of my back. I tried to move, but it only made the chain I was hanging from swing, and caused me a great deal of pain. Where the hell was I? I looked around, and all I could see were other girls and what looked like young ones, maybe fetuses, hanging from other hooks of all different lengths.

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Some were alive, like me, some appeared to be dead or maybe just sleeping.  The girls body closest to me was skinned from head to toe and her eyes bulged with no eyelids. It was difficult to determine if she was dead or alive. I tried to speak and realized my tongue was gone. Cut out no doubt. It was silent in the giant freezer room, so I assumed no one had a tongue left. But how did I get here?

I heard a door slam behind me but I couldnt bear to look, I was too afraid. I decided to shut my eyes and pretend to be dead in hopes that whatever evil just came in would leave me alone. I heard footsteps echoing towards me and I began to tremble uncontrollably. I knew this would give me away, but it was out of my control. I felt a hand grab my face and heard a voice tell me “Welcome to Hell”. I cringed and opened one eye, and immediately wished I hadn’t. It was him. It was the man who had been following me.

Memories came rushing back – being grabbed and drug through the woods and then horribe visions of experiments in his laboratory. I remembered him severing my clitoris and indeed now felt the stinging pain between my legs.  He saw my terror and laughed like a demon. Maybe he was a demon, maybe this was hell? I could no longer wrap my mind around what was happening. I felt him reach up between my legs, as if he were looking for something inside me. He grinned and said “You’re almost ready now.”.  It made me shudder. Ready for what?

Snuff Phone Sex: Kill it with Fire

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“‘[W]hen all else fails, kill it with fire.”

–Larry Correia

I was visiting a few friends in California when one of the massive fires broke out.  Instead of cowering and worrying, we descended on the city like dark angels…almost like sisters of the flames.  It was the most gorgeous sights that I had ever seen.  Our first adventure was together.  We chose one of the houses on the lower side of town where the lower class lived.  It was easy to spot our perfect target: it was a man in his 30s yelling at his little daughter (we assumed).  The mother figure was angrily pulling clothes off the line, talking to herself and most likely complaining about her male companion.

The went inside the house and chaos erupted; yep, this was our natural selection of sorts.  No one would think anything about them screaming, and no one would probably even miss them.  We entered like angels from purgatory; we didn’t destroy the house because it already was in ruins.  But, we did enjoy stabbing the grown-ups to their chairs; then, we bound them.  We grabbed up the young ones; I can still remember the little girl’s face.  Her eyes seemed to say that she had been waiting on me and wondered why I had taken so long.  One of my friends took particular interest in the mother, whose belly sliced open like a nice, ripe melon.  She didn’t have much time before the woman bled out; but, she was able to verbally and physically humiliate the woman.

Another friend and I wanted to pair the little girl and the male.  There were other brats running around, but they were being taken care of; some were being beaten like dirty little objects, and others were being sexually assaulted like little whores.  But, the girl…her name was Jasmine.  He reached her little hand up toward my belt where my knife was.  She waited for me to react; I handed it to her; she took it in her hands and straddled her bound father.  She leaned down and whispered something in his ear.  Then, without any hesitation, she stabbed him in the throat.  She watched him gurgle his last breaths.  I admired her; but, before I could do anything, my nearest accomplice scooped Jasmine up and slit her throat.  I was a little sad, thinking my friend could have at least played with her a little more.  She deserved that much.  But, we set the house on fire and moved to the next one.