I smiled to myself as I climbed the stairs. No one had lived here for so many years. The locals all believed it was haunted. They had no idea of the real horror here. This was where I brought my victims.
The stairs were rickety but still stable. They gave off this delicious creak that terrified the girls I kept trapped upstairs. When they heard the creak, they knew that hell had cracked open and released me, and that I was coming to inflict pain and torture upon them. Even now I heard one of them moaning as she heard me ascend the stairs.
It was time for the oldest one to die and she knew it. She wailed as I uncuffed her from the wall. Her parents believed she had run off with a drug dealer many years ago. But all along she had been here, amusing me with her pitiful squeals and begging to go home. Her back was criss-crossed with scars, one eye was gone, and her pussy showed the mutilation that I loved to inflict.
“Today is your day, sweetie. Time to go.” I purred. “Home.” she whispered through parched lips. “No, honey. Today you get to die.” I laughed. I unchained her and took her by the hand. She panicked and fought. I wasn’t ready for that reaction. She kicked me hard and ran.
“You’ll never escape.” I screamed. I heard her feet hit the stairs as she ran like a panicked doe. Then I heard the sound of her falling. Yes, the stairs got them every time. They were alive and needed fed, too. As she hit the bottom and her head cracked open, I heard the stairs sigh as they sucked in the lifeblood pouring upon the floor. They became shiny and new again, their polished hardwood shining, the rotted runners brightly carpeted. I stroked the banister and heard the stairs answer in a creaking melody.
It was time for a new victim. I had one picked out already. The daughter of the town whore whom no body would miss. She was a beauty and I hated her already. Oh, the things I had planned for her. Maybe my Master would join us this time. He loved to fuck the new ones. And the dying ones and the already dead. He didn’t discriminate.
And when I brought them through that front door, the stairs would transform once again, to become the nightmare from which no victim would escape. And they would be waiting, for a taste of the blood.
Please let me be your accomplice as we finish this sinister story. There is so much pain that needs to be shared and so many victims who deserve to die. Let us ascend the Stairs of Doom and finish the work that I’ve started.
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Stairway to Hell
Blood Rave
I had found myself on a Euro trip overseas with a few friends. It was amazing. Though we were still in our teens, we were considered old enough to drink and party over there. And party we did. We were hitchhiking our way through Germany when we got ourselves an invite to the craziest party around. They call it The Blood Bath.
We were all down for something different. The place was some old factory building. It looked run down on the outside, but inside it was a huge tiled room with a raised platform where the DJ stood. The music was pumping and we found ourselves caught up in the crowd.
It was a while later that things got weird. I started feeling something warm and wet falling on me and when I looked arm my arm.. there were red dots on it. At first my mind tried to make sense of it… they wouldn’t use real blood would they? But looking up I saw them in the flashing and pulsing lights. They had people hung upside down over the dance floor and others that were walking around slitting throats. This was real human blood! I tried to scream but my voice was lost in the loud music. Then I felt someone grab me.. A hand over my mouth with a cloth that smelled funny. I was making me feel dizzy as I was dragged away into darkness.. Was I going to be put up there too?
Worth Every Penny
You’re finally here and I am finally ready for you to get what you paid for. I watched you buy me from that scummy guy in the basement of that shithole. Now I am in your mansion and you gave me pretty things to wear and allowed me to shower and smell sweet for you. I lucked out – you are handsome and have a certain dark charm about you. I know I will not live through the night, but if I am going to be snuffed then I am glad it will be by a man like you.
You enjoy toying with my body and using small blades and needles to cause pain and bright red blood to drain from my nipples. You lick it off and then kiss me so that I can taste the sweetness that pumps through my veins. The pain is what I crave and you are delighted that you finally bought a girl who enjoys it. You keep telling me that I am going to die, and I just smile and say nothing. You appreciate me showing no fear.
You fuck my body slow and hard as you continue to slice my torso and arms. You do everything with exact movements and the designs of cuts look gorgeous on my tiny body. You lean down to cover yourself in my blood and it looks so gorgeous on your strong chest. I reach up and touch it with my bloody hands, leaving my prints dragging down your stomach. As you cum deep inside my tight pussy, I know the time has come for me to say goodbye. You place the blade next to my right ear and pull it to my left. I feel myself getting cold and the vision of your piercing eyes begins to fade. I hope I was worth every penny.
Mistress of Darkness
Rain was pouring down the night I made my first kill. My lover had fed me drugs and shots of whiskey and I was feeling no pain. Even in my fucked-up state I knew I had to obey him or my punishment would be without mercy.
Looking for my prey brought out my seductive side. I would sidle up to men, brushing them innocently with my huge 36FFF tits. The more attention they gave me, the more my pussy would twitch. I had no interest in having sex with them though. It was just a game to get them to take me home. Once we got there, it would all change.
My current Master was waiting there for me. If I complied and brought a victim home, he would reward me with a shot of liquid paradise, right into my vein. I was addicted to it. It made my inhibitions melt and brought out my animal side. I became a huntress, ready for the smell of blood.
My catch tonight was a skinny young drifter. After a few drinks and the promise of a sexual marathon, he was ready to follow me anywhere. He barely made it through the door before the Master was upon him. I heard him gasp once as he realized his mistake.
The Master hit him hard. He tumbled once and we were both upon him. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I tied his hands together and left him facedown on the floor. I took a long , sharp blade and sat down at his head. Master knelt behind him, ripping off his clothes, revealing a firm, round ass. His eyes sparkled with joy as he pulled out his cock. It was then my job to grease it and guide it against the puckered ass-pussy of my victim. I heard the drifter scream as Master rammed him hard. I pulled the drifter’s face against my pussy so I could feel his pain and the vibrations of his cries. It seemed to go on forever as Master violated his young ass, tearing it like raw meat. Finally, he reached his climax, filling the damaged fuck hole with cream. I screamed to the devils in hell.
I flipped him over. He babbled incoherently as I raised my stiletto over his scrotum and popped his nutsac like meat balloons. His scream was cut short when Master cut his throat. Afterward, Master would give me another dose and we’d fuck in the blood of our victim.
Tomorrow, I may be dead at his hands (or yours) but tonight I will just bask in the glory of the kill.
Chelsea and Ariel: Incest snuff fun.
I love being my Master’s Accomplice. He is so pleased with me. I brought him my very own niece to play with. Her name is Ariel and she is one fine piece of teen meat. No one will miss her but my brother. He’s been fucking her since she was a little twat after her whore mama died. Like mother, like daughter. I have no sense of family values. I just don’t want to be tortured and beaten for not pleasing my owner. Ariel was such easy prey. Hey, it’s not like she was a virgin prize. Daddy has violated every single hole hundreds of times. She is nothing but an incest whore. What reason does she have to live? At least here with her loving auntie she gets to try new cock and new shared experiences.
We have so many plans for her sweet young body. Yesterday I taught her to properly suck Master’s cock without just fucking drooling all over the head. I grabbed her pretty head and forced it down on his 10 incher and made her swallow it. She screamed around it and choked, finally passing out as he blew a load into her head. Tomorrow we have a pack of sex starved animals from a local gang coming to pounce on her and have their way with every orifice on her body. If she fails to perform she will be snuffed and dumped like roadkill on the side of the highway. If she lives, she will be forever tormented and tortured like a caged animal. Awwww, no more Daddy cock for baby girl. No worries though. She will have plenty of new daddies eager for a piece of teen ass.
Yes, I’m a filthy incest snuff whore. Believe me, I am getting me some teen pussy too before master turns his wrath back on me. Join me and Ariel as her training commences and the pain begins. Ta-ta for now.
It’s Almost Time
You don’t know me yet, but you soon will. I have been watching you for months. Silently, in the shadows. I know you better then you know yourself. You visit him often to get your fix. I watched last week when he took you inside and you sucked his cock while fingering your cunt for the goodies that you need. Your blonde hair was flowing down your back and your plump tits were bouncing up and down. I took a picture for prosperity and I am enclosing it in this letter. Time is running out for you, all though you don’t know it. Soon you will be mine and reading this letter is going to prepare you for your fate. You see my dear you are my new BTK (bind, torture and kill) project. You live your life for that next fix and I am going to use your addiction for my pleasure. There is a new drug in town, it’s called the Zombie Drug on the streets. The high is much like the one you get from your precious heroine. The catch is that after prolonged use it eats your flesh causing it to fall off the bone and causing agonizing pain. I have almost perfected the formula and soon I will bind you in my basement. I will inject you with ridiculously large amounts of the drug and make note of how long it takes for your flesh to rot off your beautiful body. I will relish in the torture that I will administer and wait for the final dose that kills you all while my fingers are knuckle deep in my cunt. Soon you will bring me more pleasure then you have already. I can’t wait for our first meeting and to see the look on your face as you read this before I begin my sadistic plan.
Sincerely Yours,
Snuff Porn Japanese Style via Sadistic Bitch Brayden
Konnichiwa Bitches. Variety is the spice of life or some shit right? Never let it be said that I’m not an equal opportunity Snuff Bitch. I found this cute little Japanese bitch that truly inspired me for a new hunt. She was a waitress at a Sushi Bar I went to. Typical Japanese woman. Super demure, appropriate garments, pale skin, olive eyes. She bowed to me after she brought my order and I knew right then, I had to have her. As I stalked her with my eyes, I noticed a Samurai sword hanging up above the bar. I smiled as I waved her over and asked her oh so innocently, if it was real or not? She suppressed a blush and nodded vigorously that her father had brought it over from the old country. I do love toying with my food and asking my prey about the weapon of her soon to be demise amused the fuck out of me. I payed my bill and easily made my way back to the ladies room to hide out until close. Slapping an out of order sign on the stall and locking it did the trick while I waited for the fun to come.
As I suspected, a submissive little bitch like that was indeed the one closing. Unfortunately for her, she was doing it alone…. well not quite alone but I knew I would not be providing her with any comfort. When I heard her move to the kitchen I slipped out and grabbed the sword from behind the counter and made my way back to her. She was busy drying dishes and never heard me slip up behind her. I raised the sword to her throat and she froze. I told the slant eyed bitch to turn around and look at me. She looked so scared it made my cunt gush in excitement. I had to see the rest of her. I used the sword to cut away her clothes. She had tiny little tits and a small body. I was surprised someone so young was allowed to work but shrugs… all the better for me! I made her get on her knees and sit back for me while I set up my phone to record my handiwork. I knew making a Snuff Porn Japanese flick starring this unfortunate bitch would be very popular!
She cried and begged in Japanese. I smiled back at her as I tied her hands above her head onto the pot rack. I walked behind her, now naked with noting but the torn fragments of her kimono on. I brought the sword up to her neck, looked directly into the camera and nodded my head in a mock bow as I sliced the bitches throat wide open. Her warm blood gushed out and down her body in a crimson waterfall of sadistic beauty.
I guess I really didn’t need to leave her a tip huh? Sayonara Bitch.
Recording A Snuff Porn Japanese Style
His English was horrible. I barely understood him. But I did understand the wad of cash he had in his hand and the was incentive to listen closely and try to understand. When I finally got what he was saying I felt the gush of fluid in my pants that was so strong it felt like a peed myself. He wanted me to find a young American girl that we could take back to Japan so that he could record a Snuff Porn Japanese Style. That meant she would never return. There would be no props, no fake blood, no stunt doubles….it would all be real. The screams, the torture, the pain and yes the death…..My blood was on fire! I asked if I could come and watch. I swore to him I wouldn’t tell a soul. How could I if I was going to be an accomplice in the kidnapping? I went out and found a girl and brought her back but he didn’t like her, she wasn’t what he was looking for. So I pushed her out of my car going 55 down the highway and watched as she tumbled down the road and I rubbed my clit. The next one I brought was perfect for him. We boarded his private plane and headed out. One of the stage hands caught my eye and I grabbed him. We fucked during the entire filming. All the way to the end when she sat in a tub of blood, barely breathing, after being tortured and before having her throat cut ear to ear. I came hard as I watched her head flop backwards and blood spurt rhythmically out of her carotid artery.
Snuff Porn Terry Is The Gothic Goddess Of Little Slut Deaths
I have no idea why I must be haunted by these little whores these days. I cannot even go to a shopping mall without having to deal with the miniature pukes and their overbearing sense of entitlement. I ran into a group of little mall rats when I was shopping with a friend of mine. They had the nerve to call me a Gothic Fatty. I may be on the goth side with my love of all things dark and satanic, but fat I am not. I quickly responded hissing at them and letting them know that I was the Gothic Goddess of Death sent up from the depths of hell to eat their little miserable souls. I gave my maniacal laugh that I always do and they skipped away giggling that I was a freak.
My friend and I were more then prepared to show them what kind of freaks we were. The little sloots stayed around the mall till close. My guess is they were going to have a slumber party, all pilling in a typical suburban house wife SUV. My friend and I stayed quietly watching them in the dark from the back of the parking lot in his hearse. His hands wrapped tightly around the steering wheel as he began to grit his teeth with anticipation, “Patience,” I urged. As they drove off we followed them, keeping up with them as they pulled into their concrete driveway alongside their perfectly manicured lawn. Once the lights went off they were ours, and slipping into their home was way too easy.
The parents slept upstairs. On the main floor was only the small Chihuahua that was easily persuaded to our friendship with some beef jerky. We slipped down the stairs where we could see faint light coming from out from under the door. As we slipped down the stairs and closed it behind us we could here the giggling and worse, pop music. I stood in the doorway. They continued to gossip among themselves and did not even notice me. That was until my good friend tripped the breaker to the basement. Screams rang out among the girls and a cell phone light flashed into my face as I moved to sit by their sides. The squealed as they noticed me sitting next to them
That was when the real fun began. He grabbed two of the little brats up by their hair and tossed them onto the bed. I started to tie them with the large supply of infinity scarves the idiot had in her room. The last one was the ring leader of the plastic bitch cult. I grabbed her holding her by her chin. She asked what I wanted. I told her “Simple,” then licked my tongue up the side of her face tasting her skin “I told you I was coming for your soul.” She whimpered and pleaded for us to let her go but it was to late. I popped the little twats eyeball from her face and tossed it to the ground. He began to shove his cock into the hole, skull fucking the little puke till her brain was mush.
As you could imagine the other two were freaked the fuck out. Crying and shaking on the bed their face had streams of tears flowing down it. We dragged the up the stairs by their hair. The wrists and ankles still tied up and slipped out the door without working mommy or daddy. My friend reached into daddy’s beautiful diesel truck and locked the emergency break. He tied the chain around her told half and then another chain to his steel reinforced bumped. He pulled her in half. Blood and guts splashing everywhere. He tossed her bottom half into the driveway and we left, taking the last little brat home for more fun later!
Mommie Dearest
I have always known my mother hated me. She was always the first to tell me. Since I could remember my mother would come to me, She would be sweet at first but then change. There was evil in her eyes. She would start by telling me how I never needed a man. She would stick her fingers inside of me. Telling me that one day I would love being fingered. Then she would start kissing me, kissing down my body to my clit. She would suck on my clit. Just as it started to feel good she would bite me. She was a evil fucking cunt. Once she almost bit my clit completely off. Now that I am older I hate both men and women. I have more love for animals than I do for people. That is why I hurt so many people. It turns me on to watch a man bleeding to death after I chop his cock off. I fucking love hurting people.