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Crimson Part 4

 

   The screams of fear are far sweeter than any other sound; the primal noise ripping through the throat and reaching a volume one could never believe could be coming out of their own body is simple delightful. I almost felt bad to the poor girl suffering at my hands… almost. The blood slowly blossoming on her white dress looked like a beautifully twisted work of art. I took my finger and captured some of the crimson blood and painted my lips with the vibrant color. She was pleading for me to release her, telling me that she would do anything and pay anything for me to let her leave and go home to see her mother and father. Oh if this little cunt only knew… I placed the scalpel down of a surgical tray and picked up a pair of tongs. Her eyes grew so wide it looked like they would pop out of their sockets! Oh, what pretty blue eyes she has… not for long though! As I dug the tongs into her right eye socket, crimson blood seeped from around the wound and down onto the metal bottom of the gurney… tonight will defiantly be worth the months of planning…

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.

Scared of the Dark

 

taboophonesexJuliet001   I’ve never really been scared of the dark before, but this was a new sort of darkness. It was only a blindfold, but it felt like I was trapped in a never ending pit of pure black. When the blindfold was finally removed though I think I preferred the endless black! I was in this dungeon that looked like something right out of a Medieval exhibit in a museum. As soon as I saw the contraption that my captors had planned to put me in I couldn’t help but to feel a bit aroused… the idea of being helpless and at these peoples mercy was exciting and dangerous and everything I could ask for in a fantasy. They strapped my wrists down onto what looked like a BIG stone slab and then they strapped my ankles as far apart as they would go to the ‘legs’ of the stone slab. For hours they whipped my back and fucked my little pussy with all sorts of things. Right as I came, someone hit me over the head with something hard, and the next thing I know I was in the dark again, but this time in my own bed… I guess the dark can yield scary and pleasurable things…

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Accomplice phone sex BlazeSo.. I like this boy at school. He is so… hot! Normally I like a lot of kink so I don’t get into the boys at school. They just don’t do it for me! But a couple of days ago there was a car accident right outside of class. Some woman was FUCKED UP~ so much blood! And they way Ricky was looking at that accident, I knew he was a freak. He even got a woody! That really turned me on! At lunch I was going to invite him out when I noticed he was paying attention to .. that whore Melinda. She was eating an Ice cream cone. Slowly. Liking it like it was a cock. Sliding her tongue thru it. Just trying to tease all the guys. That is the kind of whore she is. And that look on Ricky’s face. I wonder if he was thinking what I was thinking…. perhaps I should give him a little present. I want to see if he is the “right” kind of guy for me. So I wait till after school when Melinda was walking home. I drove past her and waited for her in some bushes. When she walked by I cracked her over the head. Knock the bitch silly! Then I took out my sheers and pulled her tongue out. I cut right down the middle. Giving her a snake tongue. And then I pierced each one of her fucking tongue pieces. I rolled her over so she didn’t chock on her own blood and left her there in the bushes. It was a few hours before anyone found her. Ha ha ha .. The whole school was talking about it. Forked tongue bitch! I asked Ricky what he thought of it. I could see how turned on he was! He said he really wanted to see it. I told him I had some pictures… A friend was one of the ones who found her. He got so hard! He is coming by tonight. I am going to fuck him while I tell him all about it!

Knife Play Phone Sex with Venus: How to Dispose of a Useless Carcass

knife play phone sex bloody bitchLast night some of my evil bitch friends and I were sitting around the fire pit drinking moonshine and talking about how we dispose of useless carcasses. I have a million ways to dispose of a body, but my favorite is what I call the “Joachim Kroll.” See, he is my idol of sorts. A German born serial killer who kidnapped and tortured wee ones and adults alike in the 60s and 70s. In 1976 when he was caught, the police discovered girl parts cut up: some parts were in the fridge, a hand was cooking in a pan of boiling water and the intestines were found stuck in the waste-pipe. He was fond of knives just like me. But the major difference is, I’m not silly enough to get caught and I do not kill for sexual arousal, although it does get me off. I kill for pleasure and sport. Brings me joy to hunt and kill a stupid cunt or a cheating bastard or an annoying fuck or a whiny ass brat. I’m an equal opportunity sadistic bitch.

My latest victim was this blonde whore who called me a freak at the mall. I’d rather look like I do than some blonde bimbo plastic Barbie doll. At least I am unique. Well, I followed her for days, lurking in the shadows, learning her routine, her habits, her patterns. She was a stupid cunt who hid her house key in her mailbox. How original. She deserved to die for stupidity. So one night when she was whoring around, I let myself in her place and waited for her drunk ass to come home. She was not even a challenge. She came home, tripped over some ugly ass way too expensive designer shoes on the floor, landed face down on her hardwood floor. Passed out without the pleasure of seeing me and my little friend waiting for her. Well, I was not going to waste precious time taunting this one. I just plunged my big ass knife in her back, then took it out and sliced her throat. She made some gurgling sounds then bled out on her floor. So I was left with a carcass to dispose of. I had no ties to this bimbo bitch, so no reason to suspect me. Regardless, I am still careful and have my methods. I used a big meat cleaver to start cutting limbs off. Then I cut those limbs into smaller parts, and then I dissected the torso. I had brought my plastic disposable waste bags lol. I started putting parts in bags and tying them up. I dumped them in my  trunk and disposed of body parts all over the country and city roads. Dropped some in the river, some down sewers, a few I threw in the forest… I brought the head, fingers and part of the torso home. The key is not leaving any parts with fingerprints or teeth out and about for the police to identify. Small parts decompose much faster also, or get swallowed up by the wildlife. The police may find a stray part here and there, but they never find them all, and never find any part that is identifiable.

At home I am a Hannahaball Lector of sorts. I have an industrial meat grinder in my dungeon. I throw the parts I bring home in there, grind it up fine and make a stew. A stew I often serve to guests I don’t like much. I take sadistic pleasure in watching some cunt or bastard sipping on my tomato bisque soup and wondering what my special ingredient is. My special sauce will always be revenge.

If you need assistance disposing a body, let me help. Or better yet, let me help you snuff a whore out. Life is too short to be surrounded by useless and annoying people. Don’t you agree?

Bondage Phone Sex with Cassandra: Hogtied and Whipped

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The last thing I remember was being at the Mall with my girlfriends. We were shopping on our daddy’s credit cards, looking all cute and sexy. Then I woke up hog tied in some basement with a ball gag in my mouth. There was a man in a business suit staring at me. He didn’t look like the BDSM type, but here I was tied to some pole in a basement naked and hog tied. He never spoke to me. He walked over to a big wardrobe, opened it and revealed a huge variety of ropes, chains, collars and whips. I thought was this guy trying to be Christian Gray? He took out a riding crop and rubbed it on my tits that were tied so tight they stuck out like torpedoes. He then started whipping them hard. So hard he drew blood. All I could do was whimper and grimace as that ball gag was so tight in my mouth.

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He decided he wanted to whip my ass too but I was  tied to a wood pole. So he brought me down and put me in a hogtie position with all four of my limbs tied together behind my back.  My legs were spread as they curled up over my head in an extremely painful position. He also used rope on my ass for Kinbaku, which means he tied my ass up using simple yet intricate patterns, with several pieces of thin rope. My ass looked like a tic tac toe board. But this left my pussy exposed which he enjoyed. He shoved a baseball bat up my cunt. He left in there while he started whipping me with a cat of nine tails. I could feel my flesh opening up and blood trickling out of me. The ropes were so tight. I was crying and whimpering but he just kept whipping me more. I had never been in such a tight awkward position. I had no idea why I was here or what  I had done to deserve this.

After hours of whipping me with that torturous whip, he moved me back to the poll. He yanked the baseball bat out of my pussy first. He dragged me by my hair, shoved me down on my knees and tied me to the pole. This time he removed the ball gag and shoved his dick down my throat  and began skull fucking me before I could even scream. Because I was tied up I couldn’t struggle. But to be honest I felt relived. At least he wasn’t whipping me. He came down the back of my throat and as soon as his cock left my mouth, he shoved the ball gag back in and slapped me against the face. Then he spoke to me for the first time. He asked me if I knew what I had done to deserve this treatment. I shook my head because I honestly did not. I had never seen him before. He gave me a glassy cold stare, smacked my face again and said, “Because you were born.” He then tied the ropes tighter and hung me upside down, put the baseball bat in my ass this time and left the building. I was hogtied, bleeding, suspended upside down with a bat in my ass, crying, wondering if he would ever return…..

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Slave Monetta & Mistress Venus

Okay, so maybe rebelling the last couple weeks was not the right thing to do. My master decided it was a good time to send me to be taught a lesson. The learn my place. He said he had the right sadistic bitch in mind. That even though she would want to kill me at the end of the session, I’d have to learn behave and do as I am told.

Venus, my mistress for my training, is one sadistic bitch. She is crazy, she loves to hurt people and she’s mean and nasty. She scares me, almost more then my master does.

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She tied me up and put clamps on my nipples. She spanked me until it felt like my ass was bleeding. It hurt so bad, I couldn’t stop crying. Each time she spanked me she told me how much of scum and a piece of trash I am. Poured hot wax all over my tits and cunt.

She said I wasn’t crying enough, that I didn’t look like I was in enough pain. She shoved a big fat dildo up my cunt and a vibrator in my ass. Told me every time I cried out or moved she was going to cut me with her knife.

It hurt and kind of felt good at the same time. I couldn’t not make any sounds or movements. My ass hurt and my cunt was swollen. The vibrations driving me crazy and pulling me towards an orgasm. I just wanted to grind on the big cock deep inside me. I couldn’t help it. I had to let it out.

Each moan I made she’d cut me on my legs or tits. Not too deep just enough to make me bleed. She seemed like she had an orgasm the moment she seen my blood and heard my cries. I was tortured for most of the night. But at the end she made me lick her pussy until I she came all over my face.

Told me she wouldn’t kill me since my master said not to and she still wanted to play with me some more. I have to make sure I am a good girl and my master never sends me back to her again.

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New Man, More Bondage.

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Mommy had always said the best way to get through the day is with resistance. This new guy mom let take me away for the day didn’t have nice things planned for me. He said he’s been dreaming about eating my ass for a while now.

So he took me to this abandon building that he had purchased in hopes of turning it into something. From the looks of it he did. He had the ropes and gag ball waiting. The ropes were already set up and hanging from the ceiling.

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He torn off all my clothes and put the gag in my mouth. He said I needed to take what he was about to give me and he didn’t want me screaming out.

First my hands were tied above my head and he came up behind me and started licking and tongue fucking my tight rosebud ass.

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Then he tied me up so that my legs were spread and my cunt and rosebud ass were open and ready for him. He got on his knees and started licking and sucking my clit. He just kept licking my tight cunt and ass. Sticking his fingers and tongue inside of me. It felt so good I wanted to moan out but couldn’t. My body started shaking, I was getting ready to cum. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I came so hard.

He then took out my gag and said he was going to fuck me since I was such a good girl. But he wanted to hear my moans and wanted me to tell him how good it felt. It felt good feeling his big man meat going deep inside me. I wanted to please him and make him cum. After all the bondage and being tied up. I wanted to show him I was a good girl and that he could always do what he wanted to me. And I did just that. Made his cock cum all inside of me.

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Bondage Phone Sex Experiment

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I’ve always wondered how far someone will go to save their own skin…literally.  So, I devised an experiment for the sole reason to find out.  It’s so easy to catch prey this time of summer; in fact, I snagged this one from her own backyard.  In the middle of the day, most people are at work; and, she was sunbathing in her backyard.  It was almost as if she was waiting for me.

So, I brought her back to my dungeon and took her bathing suit off with a few snips of the scissors.  Then, I attached her to my contraption.  I put on the strongest nipple clamps that I had; then, I attached them to a bucket with heavy rocks.  She would be forced to keep her arms elevated in order to prevent that entire weight from being transferred to her nipple clamps.  The weight and the force, combined, would definitely tear off her nipples if she dropped the buckets.  

The first couple of minutes weren’t too bad; but, she was already showing signs of fatigue.  Those shoulder muscles were getting tired; and I could see her hands and even knees shaking.  It was the perfect time to explain the repercussions of dropping the heavy buckets.  I informed her that the lower the buckets became, the more likely her nipples would be ripped from her body.  She looked like she was going to be sick; but, the pain of holding the weighted buckets became her focus once again.

As a sort of stroke of genius, I added another attachment to the weighted buckets: this time, a clamp on her clit.  Her eyes were wide.  The clip was so tight that a little bit of blood was dripping from it already.  She probably thought that she survived for days; but, it was only about thirty minutes.  I sped things up by putting more weight in the buckets.  Droplets of blood on her nipples and clit fell to the floor until they were pools.  Her face was wet with sweat; and, she looked hopeless.  I reminded her that it was all up to her…she could save herself. 

Finally, I offered her a deal: drop the buckets, lose nipples and clit, and I will kill her swiftly; drop one of the buckets, lose a nipple and possibly her clit, and I will release her to live her own life.  She sobbed, but finally, she just stared at her breasts.  She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, stepped back and dropped everything.  She screamed in agony as the flesh was torn from her body; I bent over and slit her throat, watching the scene as she bled out.

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