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Fresh Meat for You, Sir

I am your most obedient dirty little snuff slut. I bring you fresh whores each week, and this one is especially yummy. I know I have to please you to try to escape the worst tortures you inflict on me. I had to fuck four men I didn’t even know in the gutter on the side of the highway this morning for them to snatch this little beauty for you. We used their van to hunt her down, and finally found the perfect type. The guys jumped out and grabbed her, screaming and kicking all the way to the van. I put the plastic around her head and gagged her so she would shut the fuck up. I remember the day that this was me. I remember all too well what was going to happen to her innocence. It will be gone forever. Just like mine.

We have brought you the tiny princess and presented her to you this morning. Now you’ve brought her back to the dungeon, after having some fun with her upstairs. You didn’t even let me watch as you and the men took her body again and again. They got their payment and now they are gone. Its just you, her, and I.  She is injured but still alive. I watch, breathless, as you kick her down the stairs. One of her eyes is missing, but her other is bulging, trying to see what terror you have in store for her next.

Then its there, that feeling in my gut – jealousy. You look at me, like the worthless piece of shit I am, and laugh at me. You tell me to pay attention, that you have a new girl, a better girl. I seethe on the inside and I hate you and love you all at the same time. You grab her by her long bloody hair. I put my hand to my own head and feel no hair – you burned it off a long time ago. I can never be a princess for you again. I am ruined and useless. I watch as you break her arms and place her on the table, limbs hanging helplessly.

I long to be her, and that little bitch doesn’t even appreciate it. I live for your torment, you have made me want you above everything else. And now, that you know the ultimate pain for me is to watch you inflict your hatred on someone else – you revel in it. You know cutting me or burning me no longer hurts me. Not in the way you need to hurt me. I watch as you slide your hard cock inside her limp convulsing body. I want your cock so bad. Why do you do this to me? Why do you withhold the only thing I have left to want? You are true evil. 

Portrait of Death

Portrait Of Death ~ NarcissusNarcosis

I will never forget the night
I first experienced the delight
of what it felt like
to take another human’s life..
I had fantasized nonstop
for a very long time
I knew no drug could top
the high I would find…

I spent the days leading up
carefully dissecting my plan
deciding how it would come to fruition
stalking out my first victim..
Still not sure why I picked him
maybe it was because he seemed
so set in doing good deeds.
And no good deed goes unpunished…

I tirelessly studied
his daily routines
even went to church
to watch him preach.
He would stand at his altar
babbling on and on about
hell, brimstone, and fire.
He talked about how demons walked the earth
to bring about the end.
If only he knew
the demon that would end him
was in the front row…

He had a beautiful wife
2 young  tykes and a dog
she would be a widow
weeping at an empty altar
and those brats would grow up
without a father.

I sharpened my blades well
different knives for different purposes
one for stabbing, one for slicing,
one for peeling skin
and a meat cleaver for dicing.
A bone saw to dismember
along with a small plastic case
to keep a trophy of him with me
forever…

He was a set-in-his-ways man
so I knew what he would be doing
we had a very nice date planned
no way it could be ruined.
I dressed in black fatigues
long-sleeve black shirt and black boots.
My tools were already in my car
as I left my house with a smile
didn’t have to drive far
he lived away only a few miles.

I drove to his house and parked
and waited for him to depart
just as expected, 8:29 PM
he said bye to the brats.

I followed him to the parking lot
of the Saturday night restaurant
he always went to
meeting friends at the I-HOP
for some self-righteous laughs and food.
He always parked at the side of the building
where I knew no cameras were filming
I crept behind him with a wire in my clutch
wrapped around his throat
until he ceased to choke
then dragged him to my trunk.
Once he was properly bound and gagged
we were off, on our way back to my pad.

He awoke wide-eyed with a look of fear
strapped to a table in the heart of my shed
I removed the tape so I could hear
him pray to a god that was already dead.
He asked me why I was doing this
and offered me money to let him go
said he had a family, had 2 brats
and I replied, “I already know.”

I took my time and had fun with him
wanted to see how much pain a body could withstand
I burned him with a torch and hammered his feet
and drove nails through his knees.
After such a short time, he could take no more
he kept passing out, he was such a bore…
I slit his throat and watched him bleed out
he almost looked like a pez dispenser..

After hours of cleaning up
any and all traces of blood
I placed his head neatly in a duffel bag
with a hole drilled through his skullcap.
I decided to play nice after all his work
and took him back to his very own church.
I used his keys to get in the back entrance
and placed his head on the altar
through the top was jammed a crucifix…
What a beautiful sight that would greet the Sunday crowd
I decided to go again to hear them scream aloud…

It all felt so right…
I knew I would be powerless to resist the urge
to kill again…
but this was only my first victim..
I had some great ideas and plans
to taunt the police
and let them know
something stronger than them
is taking over…

One for The Money

There’s this skank I know who doesn’t understand how to keep her piehole shut. She’s been causing a lot of shit to hit the fan running that mouth of hers, so I decided to use it for something useful–making me money. How many dicks can you fit down the throat hole of an annoying little twat? Mmmm, baby, let’s find out.

I’ll get the scissors and we can cut a nice, neat little slit right across that little bitch’s tummy. Everyone loves a nice pussy hole, asshole, and of course a tight, wet pink throat hole–but I’ve got a bigger plan. How would you like to whip that rock hard cock right out of those pants, baby . . . take it in your hand and grasp that boner while it twitches. Feel the heat radiating off of it in droves and picture pumping it in and out of this stupid fuckcunt. 

I’ll sell this whore out and get her nice and used up, so by the time I’m ready to snuff her out, she’s made me mounds of cash. It won’t be hard to get her to the area where she’ll spend the next weeks of her life as a living cumdoll. I’ll just sprinkle a ‘lil something-something in her drink to keep her nice and compliant while she’s fucked up and creamed in. Such a stupid cunt . . . she’ll regret crossing me, that’s for sure. I’m gonna mess that bitch the fuck up.

Mutilation Phone Sex

mutilation phonesex karmaThey were so cute in their matching dresses. Hair done the same. Matching shoes. Even the make up was matching. She was skipping beside her mommy with out a care in the world. She looked like she could be on TV commercials or something and her mother had the same model/actress look. As soon as I saw them I knew I wanted to mutilate them. I had to have them and we all know that where there is evil lust, there is a way. I always get what I want and I never give up until I do. Following them into the cafe and sitting close enough to hear their mindless chatter and intensive giggling, I fingered the bottle in my pocket of “knock the bitch out” pills. I couldn’t wait to make my move. They ordered two cold lemonades and two tuna sandwiches with fries. As soon as they were done they got up to go to the wash room to wash their hands. Perfect timing. Taking two pills out of the bottle and cupping them in my hand I waited for the server to bring them. I got up and walked by the table on my way to the wash room and dropped them in unnoticed. I even chit chatted with them before they went back to their table about how adorable they looked, blah blah, blah. It seemed like forever before they finished lunch but as soon as they stood up they were noticeably unsteady. Being the Good Samaritan that I am I offer my assistance and took them straight home. Their eyes were wide with fear as I undressed them, but they were to weak to fight. Making mommy watch her little girl get fucked up was going to be so much fun. She kept turning her head, not wanting to watch. Well, well, well I couldn’t have that now could I? So I just cut her fucking eyelids off so she had to look. I would pop those eyeballs out later and let her girl play in the sockets…..mmmm fun!

A Walk On The Wild Side With Angie.

Angie is a really crazy bitch. I’ve heard a few things about her and I wanted to see what she was all about. If i’m going to try to have the best of both worlds then I need to see how a really sadistic bitch does it. So I found this stupid skank walking the dark alley’s looking for some dude to fuck to make some money to probably score so kind of drug. So I went up to her and told her I’d pay her. She got in the car and we went back to the abandoned building that we had found. Clearly no one had been here in years. It’s out in an empty field and no one around for miles. So it was perfect for what we wanted it for. When we got there Angie was already dressed and ready to play.

 

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You could see that the little whore was getting scared, she had time to look around and see all the toys and evil little contraptions that Angie had ready and laid all over the floor. Ropes hanging down from the ceiling and a cattle prong. Even a few branders, that she had a blow torch to go with! Sarah the prostitute was ready to run and I hit her in the back of the head with a crow bar just in time. She feel limp to the ground and we drug her over to the bondage ropes and tied her arms and legs apart. I kept slapping her til she finally woke up. Her head was dripping blood and Angie was laughing at her pain.

She was telling her what a dirty whore she was and if this is what she did to make her money, we were going to get our monies worth. She took the cattle prong and started zapping Sarah’s clit, While I felt the need to make gashes on her tits. Angie said it wasn’t fun enough.. That we needed to get dirty. Really dirty. She took a dildo that she added spikes to and shoved it up Sarah’s cunt. She instructed me to slice her nipples off. I felt so much power controlling someone else instead of being the one controlled.

That night I witnessed a bunch of things I never thought was possible. Sarah also got her tits and ass branded. Her pretty little teeth got knocked out her mouth with a hammer. Her little ass got violated by all kinds of objects. It ended after hours of torture with Angie slicing the bitch’s throat and just watching it flow out.

I’d say we really got our money’s worth from that trick.

 

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I am God

It’s hypnotic. That moment right before you attack. That single glorious moment before you take another persons life. I’ve heard that it’s different for each person; that some people hear god speaking to them or some other voice, that some hear white noise, and other hear their own heartbeat above anything else… but me? No. All I hear is whatever music is playing the the background. It’s like I just zone out and nothing is around me. It’s like I’m stuck in a single moment of time. The little whore wouldn’t stop screaming when I sliced my hand scythe into her neck and drug it all the way down into her stomach. It was over in a just a second, but that second felt like a glorious eternity when I was the absolute power. I had control over how this little whore would die. I could decide that last thing she saw, smelled, tasted, heard and felt. I am God in that moment. TabooPhoneSexMagenta

Piss Angel

Sadistic Phone Sex Reagan

He used to bring me such happiness, as most boyfriends do. Not many things other than hunting bring me joy. And I have known him all my life. He was my last reminder of the lighter side of life. I actually enjoyed life when I was with him. But that was over now. I was foolish to think I could stand in darkness and light, I had to end it. I must eliminate my enemy.

I watch from across the street, sitting silently in a bed of rotting flowers that are waiting patiently for the morning sun. The sky is a dark gray, clouds have sealed off the earth from god’s eyes. Streetlights.. one by one flicker and die. I smile to myself as I watch silently into his window.. his silhouette is joined by another, slowly pissing me off that they continue to breathe. I look over at my bag, inside are the tools I will need to bring this night to a close. Bolt cutters, splashed with congealed blood and bits of bone, perfect for removing digits. My switchblade, small and sharp, perfect for silencing voices. And tonight I will use my gun, each bullet with his name on it… carved carefully.

I decided what I wanted just then. To stand over both of them, and watch them. Breathless, bloodied.. eye sockets dry and empty. Mouth agape, tongue swollen.. scratches and chunks out of the skin. Seeing your silent screams paused in the sky. So beautiful, like a bird flying in circles. I want to reach out and take it.. put your scream in my pocket covered in blood. It will be a meal for later. I am hungry to end it, and end it now.

I started to sing to myself

I see you headless with me caressing your neck
My personal nightfall
An eclipse of the sunflowers
I feel so invisible
So unknown
A coffin of dust
An illegible tombstone
They finally buried the gravedigger in the sky
I just need to shower in your amber and bathe in your earth

**Song cited : Piss Angel by Pig Destroyer**

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Caught in the Act

They say that the eyes are the window into the soul, but what if the eyes are completely black? I didn’t mean to make my daddy so angry, I really didn’t. It all happened so fast, first he was yelling and then I was yelling and the next thing i know his hands were wrapped around my throat and they were squeezing…hard. All I could see were my daddy’s eyes.  They were as black as midnight. He had caught me touching myself with a belt wrapped around my neck. As scarred as my daddy was making me, all I could think about was the way his fingers were working inside my dripping pussy. The combination of his rough fingers and his tight grip on my throat made me feel like I would explode at any moment! I was so scared, my daddy was squeezing my neck so hard I couldn’t breathe and then all at once stars exploded in my eyes and it was over. My daddy looked angry still, but he looked more disgusted than anything…he left my room without saying a thing.

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this little light of mine…

I like to hang out in houses that aren’t exactly finished. Some say it’s because I’m ’emo.’ Others give me frightened glances and then quickly lower their eyelids before my own shoot back. They think I don’t hear their whispers in the halls, catch their fearful expressions when I walk past; but I always do. The other day I was in my room, peeling the corner of a NIN poster back, and realized I was feeling a little chilly . . . and no, before you say it, it wasn’t just my cold heart. I needed some heat, a little excitement, a risk–and of course, a prize. So I slipped on my loafers and wandered into Northhaven–the quaint little subdivision being built a few miles down the road from me.

And there it was…a two-story McMansion under construction before me, with raindrop-splattered tarps and a material-strewn front lawn. I snickered to myself; this was just too easy. Crawling up onto a bulldozer on the left side of the house, I wiggled my way in through the open window. Brushing myself off, I surveyed my surroundings. It wasn’t long before I heard the voices of the very young little ones whom I’d overhead planning a trip here earlier that day. I cackled to myself and strode across the wooden planks of the upstairs bedroom, careful to avoid the unfinished sections of the house with exposed beams.

Following the giggles, I walked to the utmost back room and hide behind the large stone fireplace obstructing me from their view. I peeked out slowly and . . .

There they were: my prizes. Two of ’em–a little boy and his bitch, drinking vodka procured from their parents’ liquor cabinet, no doubt. I stood there silently for awhile and watched them pass the bitter drink back and forth between each other. Their faces twisted into grimaces as the burning heat flooded down their throats each into the pit of their stomachs. And my hands were struck with a sudden and distinct urge to rub together greedily.

Play time . . .

Baby, I’ll tell you all about what kinds of horrible things I made these two little songbirds do to one another with their pants off. Alice gave them a nice taste of what grown-up fun feels like . . . and then she added in some of her own sickness. Sitting on their faces, pissing down their throats. I stripped that little virgin bitch’s dignity and innocence away with her little boyfriend’s erect cock, and he wanted to cum inside of that cunt so bad, I bet he would’ve thanked me if I hadn’t had my fist rammed down his throat. When I was done with my game and the sky was growing dark outside . . . I stepped over the broken glass of the once-solid vodka bottle. Grabbing it along with my shoes, I strode back out the window, pouring liquid all the way.

. . . A bright orange spark flaring–I dropped the match. Flames. And then I walked away and left the dying screams behind me.

Blood Sausages

mutilation phone sex monettaaHave I told you that my master is very controlling and dominant? He’s also very protective of his pet. He doesn’t like for other men to mess with his possessions, unless he gives them permission to. A good example is this incident that happened just the other day.. but shhhh.. don’t tell anyone.

My master likes to have some people over from time to time, just to show me off and how good of a pet I am. One of his friends brought this guy she picked up on the way over here. Said he’d be fun for her to play with. I think his name was Rufus. It was fun, getting to meet master’s friends and their pets. But It was getting late and everyone left except Ana and her pet Rufus. I was sitting on the floor beside my master’s feet when he ordered the pets; myself and Rufus to go fix our master’s some drinks.

Yes master, I replied. Showing Rufus to the kitchen and asking him what his master likes to drink. I start fixing the drinks and need to grab one more thing out the fridge, as I bend over I feel someone come up behind me, pressing their hard dick against my ass. Thinking its my master I look back smiling only to see it’s Rufus.

It scares me so I back up and try to go around him but he slams me against the wall and is grinding on me. I go to yell for my master and he covers my mouth. Kissing on my neck. I’m trying to fight him off but he’s stronger then me. He’s grabbing on my tits and pinching my nipples through my dress. He’s being so rough with me. I start crying, hoping my master comes for me.

I think master was wondering why we were taking so long because they come walking into the kitchen as he has my slammed against the wall, tears streaming down… I feel Rufus being jerked off of me and himself being slammed against the wall. Ana looks so shock and master is fuming. He yells at Ana and tells her to leave. She tries to take Rufus with her but was told he was staying.

I have not seen the look that master had in his eyes, ever. I was more scared now then I was when Rufus was hurting me. Master let’s him know that there is going to be a punishment for his actions. He beats him in the face over and over again. Yelling him telling him he can’t touch what is his. I think he was knocked out because his body just slumps to the floor. I can’t do anything but just stand there and look at him

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. Master grabs a knife and cuts his shorts off, and grabs his dick and cuts it off. He gets up and throws it in the blender and let’s it puree til it’s just a creamy liquid.

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Master comes over to me to make sure i’m okay and kisses me and tells me he wont let anyone get that close to me again. He calls up a few of his friends that owns their own meat packing and processing company. We clean up the mess at the house and pack up Rufus and take him there.

They strip what’s left of his clothes. Then they put him in this really big blender that already had some blood in it and it starts chopping him up and grinding him. They even add in some seasonings. It get’s really messy as blood and little chunks of meat splash out on the floor.

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Once everything is ready they hook another machine/device up to it and they have these little casings. They hook the casings onto the machine and hit a button and it starts coming out, and into the packing. It looks like they are making sausages out of him.

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Master tells me they are using him to make blood sausages. That ‘s what he deserves. He wanted to treat me like a little piece of meat. And that’s what they are going to do to him. Serve him up to everyone across the world. Turns out he was the one that was a piece of meat. Once we got back home master fucked me and so good. Reminding me that I was his and only his. I have never been so turned on then what I was tonight, when I was showed just how much master wanted to protect me.  I never knew how much fun blenders were.. the little ones at home, that we use daily…or even the really big ones at the meat plant..