I fucking hate lazy ass dirty people so when I had a houseful of assholes like that I had to do something or lose my damn mind! My whole house was a wreck, laundry everywhere, dishes all over the kitchen crap all over the bathroom, it was killing me because I like things to be clean. I had had enough when I woke up this morning to find that all the messes I had already cleaned up were all fucking dirty again, it was too much! So I went totally nuts, I screamed everyone awake and when they came downstairs acting like they couldn’t figure out why I was so upset I just started fucking people up. If there was gonna be a mess in here it was gonna be blood that I fucking put there! I had a huge knife in my hand and I just started stabbing motherfuckers one by one. They all tried to get away from me but none succeeded! I killed every single one of those lazy ass freeloaders! Now I have a bigger mess to clean up but I really don’t care because it was me that made this mess!
Category: Snuff sex
I fucking hate lazy people!
Deepthroat Victim
My school teacher says my throat is only good for one thing. He says that my constant talking in class is going to get me into big trouble and he is sick of it. After class, he dragged me to his car and drove me to his house talking about how he was going to silence me once and for all. When we got there, he dragged me down to the basement and strapped me down to a table. He whipped me every time I dared open my mouth until my tiny tits and body were covered in gashes and bright red welts. He shoved his thick cock down my throat until I could barely scream or even breathe. He throat fucked my young throat and gripped his hands around it until my throat bones began to crack and crumbled all around his cock. He suffocated me with his cock and forced his cum deep down into my broken throat.
Orgasm Into Punishment
You are going to punish my chocolate slave pussy for not listening to you. You told me not to cum and I ended up squirting right here all over your cock. I know I was not allowed to have an orgasm. I was supposed to take everything you gave me and not let myself go too far. I do like to be punished though, it is something that will make my nigger slave cunt squirt even harder. Maybe that is something I shouldn’t let you know. The thought of you taking your strong hands and placing them around my neck calling me a stupid nigger. I can barely breathe and the only thing that is keeping me from passing out is the feeling of your rock hard cock thrusting hard and deep into my black slave asshole. I can feel the blood dripping from my ass every time your cock comes out for a second. You quickly thrust yourself back inside of me, pushing up the blood with it. I know you like to use my blood as your personal lube. The room is starting to spin and it is going dark. You do not care, the only thing you care about is if I am being a good little nigger sex slave. I am sure you would love if I died right now as you were fucking me. If I wasn’t such a good nigger slut to you, you probably would have killed me by now and fucked my lifeless body.
I drowned her
Snuff sex is the best. I like spring because all the sluts come to play. My boyfriend and I love watching new tenants come on in and use the pool. We wait and watch like hawks for who will be our target. A cute blonde? Maybe a sultry redhead? Possibly a brunette bombshell? The possibilities are endless.
It didn’t take too long to find the right match. We hit the jackpot with a cute spinner next door. At 4’10 she was barely even considered an adult in my eyes. I knew she was barely legal and still looked like she was a freshly-faced youngin. I made small talk and realized she was a smart cookie. Her name was Holly. Holly went on and on about how she graduated early and is in campus already a junior, and she had turned eighteen a week ago.
I could tell she was self-centered and an annoying bookworm. All pure and sweet but she had a few dark secrets. I could say she was fucking her sister’s husband — the things you find out in minutes. Social media is very telling, and I could tell she was staring hard at my boyfriend. The sun was going to go down, and I could see she was antsy to get in and meet up her brother in law. I was going to give her torture sex she wouldn’t remember. I grabbed her pushed her thin young body to the pool. The lights were already out, and I was in attack mode. I drowned her, and with the help of my partner in crime, we mutilated her body and threw it in the back lake. Sorry sluts always have to die even the ones that act holier than thou.
Anal Slave
My black crippled asshole is a throbbing mess. Master came back last night and really showed me how much stress he had built up inside of him from work, he let it all out on my ass. That is not all though. He also wanted to humiliate me in front of everyone. He told some of his close friends at work to come over later that night. I am not sure what went on while on his trip for work but whatever it was all of these men needed a sex slave like me to punish. My master had me tied up on my stomach, with my arms and legs spread out. My wrists and ankles tied up. I really tried not to get turned on by this but when the 5 men came down to the torture chamber in the basement I couldn’t help it. The evil, sadistic looks they were giving me, gave my whole body chills. I live for this torture shit. I wanted to scream out, “Yes take this nigger ass and torture it, show me what that white cock can really do”. I knew better than that though, I would never want to embarrass my master. I just played scared, trying my best to keep my pussy from dripping sweet juice all over the wooden table. Master finally came down, giving me the same look. His eyes told me my asshole was on the menu for torture. He looked at the men, they already had a plan by the looks they were giving each other. That is when one of the men came behind me and spread my asscheeks wide open. Another man walked over to the corner, grabbing different toys, or maybe I should say weapons. When he came back, I saw a baseball bat, a paddle, chains, and a ball gag. The next thing I know, a ball gag is being placed around my mouth, the chain was being placed around my neck. One of the men had a paddle in their hands, and the other had a baseball bat in his hand. My master then gave the men a nod of approval. They told me my nigger ass better get ready for some good old fashion torture. After those words were spoken, one of the men shoved the bat as far up my ass as he could and pulled the chain around my neck so hard I thought my neck was going to snap. I moaned out in agony. Another man said “Did we tell you to make a sound” then he whipped my ass leaving a sting feeling on my ass that wasn’t going anywhere. For the next five hours, I was a sex slave to all of these men. My master sat in the corner and watched the entire time my asshole was being used and abused by his workmates. I am not sure what happened to my master while he was gone but he came back a changed man. I am not sure if I should be turned on or scared. I guess only time will tell.
Forced fucked after labor
During our evil fantasy phone sex, you didn’t even care that I had just popped a rotten little brat out of my slutty cunt. You took me straight home from the hospital and had your way with me with no regard to how I was feeling. In fact, the nurses suggested that I stay in their care for a couple of days but that didn’t even phase you! You yanked those IVs out of my arm and threw me over your shoulder in my hospital gown & dragged me out at your own recognizance. The fact that my pussy just went through an intense physical experience and is basically handicapped at this point is not even something in your head that you think is a good enough excuse to not force fuck me. It hurts so bad but you don’t care one bit. I’m screaming and moaning & your cock only becomes more horny for my skanky mommy pussy. It’s freshly birthed and now freshly force fucked! Fill me up with cum and give me an infection, it’s like pouring salt into an open wound!
how bad do you want it
I interviewed for my dream job. I have been dying to get this postion. When I got the callback, I knew I nailed it and had it in the bag. I thought my potential boss loved me and was respectable and professional. Going in for this second interview was something I wanted more than ever. I was so close to victory and potentially got this job I have hoped for, for what felt like the longest. I walked in gleefully and cheery. I could tell he was not in the mood. I guess he was parting a little too much because his blinds were closed and it was dark. I could feel the environment and vibe shift even more sinister when he started asking me sexual questions. I tried to shrug it off, but he came on even stronger. Panick surged inside me, and all I could smell was the liquor on his breath. I was wondering why he was so close to me, and I knew he wanted a piece of me. He asked me how bad I want the job and proceeded to have snuff sex with me till I was knocked out cold.
My Necrophilia Side
I wasn’t always a necrophile slut. I was always a mutilator and small animal killer whore though.The only subject I actually enjoyed was Bio. I excelled in that class, except for the dissection part. Looking at that dead piglet I felt my first stirring…that tingle of excitement mixed with a yearning for the non-living. In death it looked so serene and happy, blissfully unaware of its surroundings; lying on the metal table surrounded by sweaty School girls armed with gloves and scalpels. I faked sick so I could skip that class. I couldn’t bear watching my classmates violate the sanctity of death. I’m obsessed with death. I find it so beautiful. I especially love the ones with thick eyebrows and a slight grimace in their perpetual slumber. Only I am the murderess and those still, unmoving bodies smooth and hard like marble underneath my body Make my pussy so fucking wet. I inject fluid into my victims’ dicks so I can ride them for hours as they stay erect. Then I cut my breast so the blood runs down for lubrication. My pussy lips provide most of the lubrication though. Nothing like sex with dead bodies mixed with a bloodgasm. I feel the most alive after fucking a dead body. Is it the same for you baby? Would you like this sweet young whore I have laid out on the slab, her cold body perfect for your cock? Tell Angel of Death Jezabel all about it!
No Slut Slave Can Compare
I guess no fucking slave whore can compare to me. I overheard my temporary master and my master on the phone. My master was talking pretty loud saying he feels sorry for my temp master. The slave whore he has, can’t come close to putting up with half of the things I can. I was surprised to hear this, my temp master was very forceful and strong. My master does do some pretty fucking crazy things. He probably had the poor slut chained up, with spikes digging into her neck, ramming cocks down her throat all night. Every time one of those hard rock cocks dug deeper, the spikes pierced right through her poor aching neck. I bet there was blood everywhere. I am sure master wiped all that blood up, using his cock as the sponge. He loves to use blood as his personal lube. I am sure that was too much for her. Hmmm just thinking about that, made my slutty slave pussy melt with pleasure. I guess I do miss my master after all. Good thing I am packing up tonight. I will be leaving in the morning, I am sure master is going to have some wild and crazy shit planned for me. I know deep down he misses this fucking nigger whore. Maybe now he will see, it doesn’t get any better than me.
Torture Sex with The Punisher
Torture sex is not just something men do to me. I torture myself too. I am a pain slut. I was a cutter when I was a school girl. I think my pain tolerance grew from self-mutilation. Once I was a grown woman, I looked to other things to give me pain. Men are impressed with my pain tolerance. It is so high that I sometimes must fake cry. Men don’t like being shown up by a girl. Last night I hooked up with a guy I met at a BDSM club. Club members call him the Punisher. He loves to inflict pain. I had heard rumors about him but wanted to see if he was as bad as women say. I have a higher threshold than most women, so I needed to test things with him on my own. Fuck, I met my match. He was a punisher indeed. He had these long needles and he pierced my clit with them, and he used them on my vagina lips, making my pussy look like it had been sewn shut. He used more needles on my nipples. All my most sensitive parts were stitched with needs. Little droplets of blood coated my body. My cunt was wet. It was real pain. Not snuff sex pain, but hot mutilation pain. I think I will be seeing more of the Punisher.