I had a special party with a very special centerpiece and it was quite a hit! It took forever to set up, I had to find the perfect girl so I put out an ad for a sushi girl, I wanted her to be comfortable being totally nude and have all the sushi eaten off her naked body. Well this one slut was eager to show me how good she looked naked and seemed turned on by the idea of them eating sushi off her so I hired her on the spot. An whore that eager to show herself off deserves what she got! See, what she didn’t know was that once she laid down, she would never be getting back up! I had the whole table covered in glue… a very powerful glue that melded to her skin almost instantly. She got a little scared then but I reassured her that we only put it there so she would be really still and that once dinner was over we would wash it all off. That was a lie tho, we all ate the sushi off her, fucked all her tight little fuck holes and then made our own sushi out of her flesh! Can’t get any fresher than eating her alive right? You would be amazed how long she lived even with giant chunks of meat gone… she was delicious for sure, I will definitely have to do this again soon!
Category: Torture phone sex
Sushi, sex and death
Hands Around My Neck
I made so much money tonight walking the streets selling pussy, I was excited to go home and hand the cash over to my man. But no amount of money is ever enough to satisfy him, he’ll always find a way to be angry.
“Bitch, what are you smiling about, this ain’t shit!” he said while counting the cash.
“It’s never enough for you!” I screamed.
And that was my biggest mistake, talking back to my man was a big no no. He threw the money at my face and flew towards me and wrapped his hands around my neck. He squeezed my neck harder and harder. I clawed at his fingers, trying to escape his grip. I finally just stopped fighting and accepted my fate…I was about to die. I faded into darkness.
When I opened my eyes, my man was fucking me. His dick was pumping my pussy hard and fast. His sweat dripped onto my face mixing up with my tears. If I don’t get out of this abusive relationship I was going to die.
The thrill of the kill
I love when he thinks he has full control of me. He wants me as his slave. Not tonight I have a master who sent me out to be a savage beast. My prey for us will be the one that thinks everything is going his way with me. I let him hit me and smack me around with his cock. Let him know I was just the nigger slut bitch that was going to get what was coming to her. He threw me over a chair and violated my asshole. He wasn’t happy until he had seen blood dripping. It was time yet for me to go in for the kill. Like a true predator I played with this one for a while. It made my master happy and horny. Watching this weakling ruff me up and fuck me. He really thought he was in full control. He had slapped me to the ground for the last time. My master had said it was time to take over. As he placed his cock in my mouth what he didn’t notice was the razor blade under my tongue. With a little swivel of my lips I was able to flick out my small tool. He’s grabbing my head forcing his cock down my throat. Then with a devilish grin I started slicing his cock. He attempted to slap me with force behind it. When a voice said to him ” Not a good idea to slap the one with your cock in her mouth. He froze and I bit down taking a healthy chunk of his cock. Blood was everywhere and my master smiled like it was Christmas. He wasn’t going to let me have all the fun. He told this piece of shit that you not suppose to tamper with another man’s property. He poured bleach in alcohol into his fresh wounds. we was going to have a long night of pleasure and torture with this one. I grabbed a broom stick and on command I shoved it up his ass the same way he ripped mine. We tied him upside down and let his blood drip on us as my master began to take over me. I was his prize purchase and he proud that I could be a savage. As my reward I did the final kill by snapping our little friend’s neck ass he bled out while master tasted this juicy cunt.
My snuff sex fantasy came true!
My snuff sex fantasy finally came true! For years I have longed to be at the top of the gallows, swinging carelessly while 2 little whores dangle by their necks on either side of me. It took forever to find the perfect location and the helpers I’d need… not to mention the victims themselves, they had to all be perfect! Last week tho, it all finally came together! I saw the victims walking alone early one morning, they were twins, blonde and delicate and almost angelic looking. It seemed somehow profane… almost blasphemous in a way to kill such beautiful girls, so you know that made me want to do it more. It was easy to get them to go with me, they were lost and I promised to help them but once they were in my car they were already damned. We used their delicate little bodies until they were broken beyond repair, fucking all their holes while they screamed and begged for mercy! Then we strung them up and I got to swing between them while their bodies danced and twitched and died…
Cutting Me Up
I was stolen from my home by a man who liked to mutilate sexy teen girls. Pulling me into his basement, he threw me onto a dirty, old futon on the floor. My clothes had already been torn off. Laying there cold and naked, I grimaced as he dropped his pants. In one hand he held a knife. Getting to his knees, he pushed me flat on my back and started hacking away at my nipples.
I screamed in agony as the blood splattered against my face, his chest, and the wall. He diced up each one until he had gone nearly down to the bone on each tit. Sobbing, I whimpered as he held the knife to my neck. He said if I stopped holding my pussy lips open for any reason, he would kill me slowly and painfully. Scared, I complied and spread them open wide.
Taking the knife, he sliced into my clit and pulled out my clit ring before continuing to butcher my pussy. I screamed and cried at the pain. After my hole had been sliced up, he took his throbbing cock and shoved into my mincemeat cunt. As he fucked my gory slit, he took the knife and dug into my stomach. I choked up some blood as I faded away. The last thing I felt was his hot load shooting into me.
Smashed and tenderized
Castration phone sex is one of my very favorite games. It just feeds my power as a female to rid the world of nasty balls. Scrotums. Nut sacs. Testicles. I I often hit the clubs looking for men who deserve to lose them.. Oh you men think you are so superior with your delicate little sacs. But one good kick or a stomp from these stiletto boots will render you useless and infertile forever. I enjoy the popping sound a teste makes when it’s squished like a grape.
So next time you are at a club, hitting on women and making those sexist bitch comments, better watch your ass. You might find me there in the background, watching and waiting. So easy to buy a man a drink and slip him a happy pill. Not enough to knock him out. Just makes him super happy and drunk acting. Of course I was there to lead you outside and into my car.
When you awoke, you were tied down with your nuts in a vice. I slowly tightened them until you moaned. “Kinky bitch, are you? I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll beg for mercy, you cunt.” I laughed. “Oh really, How are you going to do that with no cock or balls?” I saw the fear and I liked it. I tightened it some more until your nuts turned blue. “Who’s gonna be begging for mercy, fuckhead?”
I gave the vice a hard spin and you screamed like a girl. I took the scalpel and held it to your bloated sperm factories. One quick slash and they exploded, the testes bursting from their sacs like popcorn. “It won’t hurt too bad.” I stopped and took a drag from my cigarette, grinding it out on the head of your cock. As you screamed in pain, I rendered that final slash, forever severing your pathetic manhood. I almost finished you off then. but changed my mind. It would be so much more fun watching you go through life as a Ken Doll. Betcha won’t be talking shit to women any more….
Black Leather and Wet Flesh
I didn’t make enough money tonight and my man was pissed. I walked up and down the Houston streets, but came home with $200 and that’s not enough to keep my man high all night long. When I came through the door and gave him the money he didn’t show his anger at first. He smiled, kissed my forehead, and told me to take a hot shower. Relief flowed through my body because I thought I was in the clear. I went upstairs and got in the shower. The hot water and soap erased the saliva and cum from the tricks that paid me for a good time. I closed my eyes and let the water cleanse my face…
But my man busted in the bathroom and grabbed me from the shower by my hair, pulling the shower curtain and rod from the wall. He dragged me to our bedroom and flung my body to the floor. He pulled a leather belt from the closet and wrapped it around his fist. I cried out and begged for forgiveness but he wasn’t hearing it. He hit my wet flesh over and over again. The pain was so bad that I blacked out eventually, but when I would wake up he would start whipping me again. When he finally stopped my body was covered in welts. I need to get out of this relationship but I can’t leave him.
Crushed
Some men will do just about anything to cum as hard as possible. I met up with this guy from school. He came to my house in his big pickup truck and we took off. Telling me he wanted to show me a special spot we could watch the stars in the bed of his truck, he had no trouble luring me to a field in the middle of nowhere. As soon as the truck was in park, he hopped out and let me out on the other side. Jumping down, I turned to look at him, but that’s when he punched me with his powerful fist, which entirely knocked me out.
When I woke up, I was naked and tied up on the ground, face down, and his truck was slowly backing up towards me. I screamed and tried to wiggle out of the way, but I couldn’t move fast enough. The truck backed up and was lined perfectly so it rolled right over my hips, crushing my pelvis. My head was still far enough away from the other tire that my lower back and ass were the only things pinned down under the truck. I gasped and tried to wheeze for air as I was getting smashed by the tire.
The man walked around and dropped his pants before coming up and shoving his cock balls deep into my cunt. The weight of the truck compressed my pussy, making it the tightest fit possible. He forced his dick into my asshole right before the force of his animalistic thrusts combined with the unforgiving pressure of the pickup entirely snapped my spine. Unable to feel my legs, I started to lose consciousness as he blew his load in my ass. When he was finished, he drove the car off of me, then came back out with a sledge hammer. With one final blow, he ended my misery and the only chance of a surviving witness to his crimes.
Are you hungry?
I have been feeling extra naughty lately, and I wanna help you get a little bitch. I want you to fucking tell me what you want, and I wanna go out and find out next meal. I wanted to get one of those drunk girls off the beach, and I will make sure that she is nice and athletic so she will cook very nicely. But prepping the little bitch is my favorite part, rubbing oil all over her body and stuffing her with veggies and seasonings. Then, I will go with tinfoil and cover her nipples and toes so they don’t burn. Then we just wait for the house to smell up like a good tender girl, and then beep we here the alarm go off. She is done, and we are hungry.
Finale of VII deadly Sins: Wrath
Continued….
Last time my guy was down in the basement torturing a slovenly lusty bitch into submission and obedience. She was pretty stubborn, but then I heard HIM yelling and screaming. I didn’t go down there because I just plain didn’t feel like it. Boy, he was really screaming though, sounds like the tables turned.
It was a few days until all the screaming stopped; I figured they were either dead or exhausted. Finally, I went down there to see how things had ended. It wasn’t pretty gruesome, but I laughed. These two idiots mutilated each other to the point of a useless existence. She had clearly had all of her pleasure zones cut off and he…well, I am sure you can see from the picture I took, he is useless as a man now.
So you might be thinking where is the wrath? Well…this entire span of seven weeks of my guy doing all this stuff to women, and he was fucking them while torturing them. Well, guess what. I am the one that let her out of her restraints and I sat upstairs while they fucked each other up. I guess I am the wrath, and I got off on it when they were fucking each other up. Devious I know.