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Drive It And I Will Cum

snuff porn angieYou would think that the blood would be a dead give away. But it isn’t. These little fuckers don’t give a shit and that is the way I want it. This fucking ice cream truck attracts them like flies to fucking honey. So many little ones and they all want ice cream. And all I want is their screams, their blood, their pain and suffering. With this truck I have my pick of fresh little morsels with tight bald pussies and big innocent eyes. I lure them into my truck with promises of sweets and then take them to my place. Once in my basement they find out what a wicked ass world we live in and how dark it can be. It makes their nightmares look like a trip top Disney Land. taboo phone sex angie1

Ash Wednesday was for killing!

snuff phone sexI went on a spree – a killing spree. It was Ash Wednesday and I was looking for whoever boasted the cross of ash on their forehead. Those were the ones I killed brutally…those were the ones that deserved it most. I’m not really sure what all that shit is for or what those ashes are even supposed to mean…I just used it as an excuse to slaughter people. I mean, who wouldn’t right? I don’t really ever need a reason to kill but I will do it gladly and happily in any bloody way I can think of. I was doing them all differently but leaving the same mark on their forehead so everyone that finds them, laying there bloodied and dead, trust me, those people definitely knew that I was on a hunt for more blood from those with that stupid cross. It didn’t matter to me if they were old or young, big or small, female or male, nothing mattered at all except seeing them dead…

Submissive Whore – A Poem

domination phone sexWhen being willing to submit,
And accept what you get,
Leads to desire,
And fans the fire,

When him using the whip,
To make the blood drip,
Makes your pussy gush,
And your heartbeat rush,

When feeling the pain,
From being hit with the cane,
Brings out the lust,
It’s all that you trust

When what you were made for.
When what you adore
Is just to be used
and completely abused

Being bound by leather belts,
So tight they bring up welts,
When being a submissive slave,
Is the life you that you crave,

When he pulls on your hair,
While you are bound to a chair,
You know you’re a slut,
You feel it in your gut.

He puts it deep in your ass,
You are fucked by a toy made of glass,
Not a drop of lubrication,
Still, you love the vibration.

You’ll never be a loving wife,
No, that’s simply not your life,
You are a subby whore,
Down deep within your core.

I love being cruel!

taboo phone sexYou ever just want to kill someone in the most brutal way you can think of? Try and get out that anger and that mean bone that runs so deep in you just for a moment? That’s what I want and need and that’s what I did and I plan to do again! I guess some might think what I did was horrible but what I did was highly satisfactory for me. He was so eager to come to my place, I guess he thought that he was gonna get some pussy but I had other plans. I led him on and convinced him to let me tie him up, then he was mine and there was nothing he could do about it!  I loved knowing he could smell his own flesh as I scorched him with a blow torch. I got soaking wet hearing his screams. I almost came when I saw the life leave his eyes. Nothing I loved more than putting someone into their place, miserably. Killing them off in the most brutal ways I can think of. Nothing but the more hardcore with me!

No Fun for the Slut

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Mardi Gras is supposed to be a fun time. People wear masks and get drunk. Not me. I was locked down in the basement as punishment for not asking permission to pee. My “foster” dad came down after he took his lil’ ones to the parade. He carried a bag full of beads. He must have collected them from the parade as they were all in green and purple. He threw me down on the floor and started choking me with the beads. I didn’t even have a chance for my mind to register what he was doing. My body started flaring around. I was in distressed. Finally when I was on the verge of passing out, he let go. He just stood over me and laughed as I tried to catch my breath. Before I could, he started kicking my chest several times. It hurt so bad and my screams were weak from the choking. He made sure to break a few ribs. Then has he was walking away, he threw the beads at my face and said that was all the fun I was going to have for today.

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Black history month is for killing!

snuff phone sexMan, I fucking hate this time of year. Unlike other numb-minded fucking idiots I paid attention in class and I am aware that as of now, currently those niggers and nigger lovers are celebrating black history month. All I wanna do though is hang them! I can only think of myself doing horrible things to those knuckle draggers. I am fucking disgusted that there is a whole month dedicated to those nasty brown things. They should be doing what they do best and be taking their ass to the fields to pick cotton instead of breathing up and wasting up all of society with their pathetic ass. I know that there sure isn’t a white history month…and that’s why I am going to make one particular black cunt suffer. Thinking she can be the hood hard ass kinda girl, well I am going to hang and lynch her black ass up and that’s exactly how I am planning on spending my black history month. She’ll be the start of them all! Because every day they are celebrating nigger month I will be celebrating in my own way too. I’ve already got a location picked. I’m going to have a forest full of cut up and beat up black sluts and pathetic tiny dicks niggers too. I want to cut off some cocks to show everyone that those big black cocks they talk about are no such thing. Maybe I’ll stuff a couple into a sissy bitch’s mouth while I am at it! Either way they’re coming off and I’ll be cumming to the sound of their screams. They’ll be begging and begging for my mercy but I have none for their kind – they are so below me I honestly have no idea how the niggers got a whole month of recognition! But that’s okay, I’ll make sure they know exactly how I feel every single day up there in nigger forest…

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Wild Parties with Makayla

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I finally made a home for myself. I have stayed in one place for so long. I thought it would be a good Idea to just throw a simple party. Get all the druggies in one room. I needed a hook up for my drug of choice. I also needed some good dope dick. Random people I have met in bar’s and on the streets came. I only know men and I thought they would bring some bitches with them. None of them brought one. There was nothing but men and I didn’t give a fuck. We started drinking, doing drugs.

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The music was loud, the drinks were strong and everyone was horny. They started passing me around, trying to kiss me and take my clothes off. At first it was fun, I wouldn’t kiss them or let them take my clothes off. I teased the wrong one, he ripped my shirt off and made me kiss him. Then it turned into a gang bang. Each one of those men forced their cocks inside of me. Stretching me and fucking me hard. I was crying and screaming but I fucking loved it. The harder I tried to get away the harder they fucked me. I did need some dick and I got 10 of them. 

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Super Bowl Massacre

goth teen phone sexFootball. Football. I am so fucking sick of the Super Bowl already. Seems like all it does is take the attention away from a Goth Goddess like me. I don’t like being ignored. It brings out my ugly side and you know what happens when my mood is bad.
So, I was thinking about this boring game of chasing a ball. I think I’ll have my own Super Bowl. My game is so much more interesting. I’ll drug and kidnap some sports fans. Bring them out to my personal “field.” “Let’s play a game.” I’ll say. There are no teams. It’s every man for himself. The object is to grab the skull I throw out and make the goal. That’s “fantasy football.” The one who gets sacked is my next victim. I get to tie him to the goalpost while the others watch. I strip him naked. A quick punt to the nutsac leaves him puking. He will hang there, writhing in fear while the game continues.

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The men are scared now, fearing for their lives. It has become a bloodsport and they all want to live. You can smell the testosterone in the air along with the fear. They tear into each other with animal aggression. Using tooth and nail, they fight for the prize, battering each other, stomping on heads and ripping out throats. The blood is flowing into the grass now, making it slick in spots. I tie several more victims to the goal post. Oh, we are gonna have such an interesting halftime show.
It’s halftime and I can hear the moans of the battered men. Hanging limply, most of them need to be put out of their misery. I slit the first one’s throat like a pig. The second one is dead meat with an eye bulging from its socket. Two others are still alive. Time for the show!!! I kick the fat one right in the nuts like I’m going for the extra point after the touchdown. His scrotum explodes with the force, spilling testes and fuckjuice on the ground. My pussy convulses with pleasure. First down, woo-hoo. The second one is quicker and intercepts my pointed boot. I drive again but fumble. He is quick and smart. His defense is a head butt to my face which leaves me bleeding. I lick the blood from my busted lip and he smiles at me. I’ve found my accomplice and MVP. Touchdown!!!
“Hey, you wanna help me go pick up a cheerleader for some post-game fun?” His dark eyes give me my answer. And so we continue to the 3rd Quarter……

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An Electrifying Experience

bondage phone sex renaI was bound by strong rope around my neck, tits, arms, wrists, and thighs. I could not move even an inch. My legs are stretched across a strange looking metal box. It has two plastic dildos coming up from the top. The dildo in the front is huge, looking to be about 10 long and 6 inches in its girth. The one behind that is a little smaller but still between 7-8 inches long and at least 4 inches in girth. I am forced down upon them, taking the larger in my pussy, and the smaller one in the ass. I scream as I am shoved roughly down , taking all of both cocks in my holes in one movement. I get slapped hard across the face for allowing the scream to slip out, and I taste blood. You tell me one more utterance of sound and you will put a ball gag for my mouth. You look at me with an evil gleam in your eye and I know you are perversely enjoying the pain you are causing me. Both my pussy and my ass are stretched and full. It is painful, but I fight the urge to make any further noise. A  vibration starts from deep within me. I realize you have a remote to this device. You have turned vibration on to both dildos that are in me. Pain becomes pleasure and I moan. I know immediately I have made a mistake. You told me not another sound. Suddenly a jolt shot through my clit, pussy, ass, and legs. It was as if thousands of fire ants had bitten me at once. Even though I was tied tightly, my body managed to rise an inch or two and slam down hard, impaling myself on the electric cocks even harder than before. I lose control of my urine, pissing all over the machine that is under me. For this, I will receive an even stronger jolt. I am pretty sure my clit is damaged beyond repair. It feels as if it is on fire. Tears run down both cheeks. You laugh….and I know that I have a very long and painful night ahead of me.