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I’d Rather Be Fifty Shades of Black and Blue

domination phone sex big tits blowjobOne of my girlfriends invited me to a high end BDSM club. They were having a sneak preview of “Fifty Shades of Grey” and women were admitted free. We put on some sexy latex outfits and decided to go meet ourselves a Christian Grey. I knew it would be lame. The club was swank. Not the typical dungeon I am usually in. Unfortunately all my girlfriends think that the BDSM in the novel is representative of all BDSM life. I look at it as vanilla BDSM or BDSM lite.  If my friends knew some of the sick things I have done, they would understand why I call “Fifty Shades of Grey” nothing more than a glorified Harlequin Romance novel. This club was like any other bar on a weekend to me, just with more hot bitches in dog collars and latex than most.

I’ve been cut. Beat to unconsciousness. Mummified. Whipped so hard I required stitches. Been fucked so brutally in my ass that it prolapsed. Been branded. Burned. Bones have been broken. I have been deprived food and water for days. Forced to swallow piss and eat shit. My nipples have been pierced with sharp objects and cut with knives. My cunt lips sowed together. Stoned. My skin has been sliced. I’ve been gang banged. Had buckets of cum dumped on me. Been suspended over flames. Had my face held under water until I passed out and had to be brought back to life with CPR. Been buried alive. Been forced to entertain the farm life. Had parts of my flesh cut from my body to be cooked and eaten.  Countless jagged and sharp objects have fucked my holes until I bled profusely.

Girls like my friends who are obsessed with “Fifty Shades of Grey” make me giggle. They think they are so bad ass cuz they get tied up and spanked a little. The moment a man tries to put them in their place, 6 feet under the ground, they’d be calling the police. I don’t consider it BDSM unless I’m fifty shades of black and blue. Most women have no clue what it means to truly be a slave, a servant, but I do. I’m yours to use.

New Meat Market for Dinner

annibalism phone sex knife playI never grow tired of hunting my prey. This world is full of victims. Stupid worthless whores and jackasses surround  me making it easy for me to find someone to fill my need to kill. Finding suitable food for my peculiar tastes, however, is a bit more taxing. My personal chef, Rick, has taught me many things; he has given me not only a taste for flesh, but an appreciation for meal preparation.

cannibalism phone sex big tits A good meal is much harder to come by than a good snuff victim. Why? Because so many women are not natural and are underfed. They are concerned with appearance more than health. To find a good meal is challenging in the era of size 6 girls, bleach blondes, Botox and fake tits. I found a new hunting ground for my meals: www.sophisticatedhotties.com.  There are lots of natural beauties here. Some need fattening up and a handful need to have the silicone removed from their bodies before cooking, but the bulk of girls here will make a tasty meal with little prep work.

accomplice phone sexThanks to Rick, I know to be patient. Ginger, Felecity and Divina need to be plumped up a bit, but they look tasty. I can store the girls in cages for a few days and feed them healthy weight gaining corn meal shakes.  Three lovely women for three scrumptious meals. All whores that won’t be missed. Two strippers and a spoiled trophy wife can serve a higher purpose as nourishment for me and my friends. They are not fooling me. Sophisticated my ass. Worthless dirty whores, all of them.

cannibalism phone sex blonde whoreTake a look at these lovely ladies. They pride themselves as classy vanilla girls who would never be into snuff or anything dark. Stuck up bitches need to be put in their place, don’t you agree? I won’t have any guilt over stalking, kidnapping, skinning, basting, slow roasting and eating any one of these self righteous cunts. And the ones that do not end up in my belly, well they might be fun play things to cut, snuff, bleed, torture and force to do all sorts of perverse  things sexually. 

cannibalism phone sex ebony hottieThere is a meal for every taste. Older flesh, younger flesh, meaty flesh, skinny flesh, white meat and even dark meat. Who looks like the best meal to you? Think of all the fun we can have together hunting and preparing our meal together.

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The drugs hit me hard, but I could hear your voice instructing me what to do for the camera. My vision was blurry, and i could only see a fuzzy outline of you behind the tripod. You had taken me from school, drugged me, and brought me here to make your teen rape porn. I had been here before – it all seemed familiar – but I was unable to control the situation. You had me so brainwashed into believing you would hurt me if I tried to leave.

I knew my best bet was to do what you said and to make the best movie I could make for you and your sick friends. They loved watching my tiny cunt on their screens as you made me show everything between my legs. Toys laid next to me on the bed and I used them on my clit to arouse my pussy and make it swell for your camera. You kept telling me what a dirty fucking teen whore I was and to do it right the first time or I would be punished.

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I remember the punishment you laid down last time, also on film, and you made me watch it back since I was knocked out cold during your rage. I am thankful for the drugs that are clouding my mind while I violate my own body with the dirty toys you provided. I make it look good, and I make it look hot. That’s what you want from me and I will obey you this time. Here is my pussy, and I cum for your camera. I cum for you. I am nothing but a worthless little cum whore, and my place is to entertain you. Anytime. Anywhere.

Torture Sex with Venus: Inspired by Hostel 2

torture sex evil dominatrixI am a horror movie junkie. I think my parents poor choices in what they allowed me to watch as a young girl, contributed to the sick, twisted bitch I am today. There is no movie that gets me as wet as Hostel 2. In fact, it has provided me the inspiration to step up my game. Stalking and stabbing have become quite blasé to me. The thrill is gone. The first Hostel made my cunt wet, but the sequel spoke to me. It was like the director knew I needed a little kick in the ass to be a better killer. The opening scene is spank material for me. A woman, much like me, lies underneath a hanging female body, then slowly cuts the girl so she bleeds on her. Hot, sticky sweet blood cascading out of her victim, on to her body, until she has bled out. I love blood, but to bathe in it, is my ultimate fantasy. I cannot think of anything hotter, than killing some bitch I hate, then bathing in her blood, watching her die as the blood spills from her worthless body as I am masturbating. I’m already converting my basement into a blood bath.

bloody phone sex kill fantasiesThis movie is filled with ideas for wicked women like myself. The concept is that for the right price you can do whatever sick, perverse thing you want to another person. People are disposable. Want to castrate a man, you can. You want to eat another person for dinner, you can. You want to perform macabre experiments on a living person, you can. You want to force yourself on little ones, you can. You want to dismember and disembowel someone while they are alive, you can. In the Hostel flicks, anything goes. Money is all that matters, and people are just a commodity. I want to start a torture club. An elite group of women with their own money, like the protagonist in Hostel 2, Beth. Women, who like her, were once victims,  but turned the tables on their predators.  Instead of money, revenge and pleasure are my goals. We rid the earth of useless, worthless men. And we do so rather graphically and tortuously because killing is fun.

Women do not need to be victimized by men. Men think they are stronger than us, but we are craftier, more patient and far crueler than they could ever imagine. I like the idea of running my own hostel. Having my own torture club. Because as we all know, there are plenty of men that aren’t needed, that no one would miss right? Tiny dick losers. Sex offenders. Misogynistic assholes. Cheaters. Fat bastards. Hostel 2 has inspired me in more ways than one to put the pizzazz back in killing. Not only am I going to bathe in the blood of my victims, but I am going to empower other women to kill too. There is a special joy that I get sharing the art of torture. Especially, the torture of men that serve no purpose on this earth. Well, no purpose until now….

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I have been here for so long now. I wonder if my family is looking for me. If they saw me if they would even recognize me. I have a new out look on life now. Daddy says he and the others are all the family I need. I believe him now. I love daddy and all of the other daughters. The black one hasn’t moved for days now. She had the baby but daddy took it away. Tonight is my night. He wants to breed and make a bunch of babies with us.

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Daddy came down and took the big heavy chain off my ankle and took me upstairs. I stood there as daddy filled up the bath tub with bubbles and rose pedals. Daddy is so nice to me now that I’m not afraid any more. Daddy undressed me and helped me in the bath tub. he started with my hair. He rubbed the shampoo in and massaged my head. He kissed my forehead telling what a good baby I was. Then he worked his way up and down my body with my purple wash cloth. He got to my special place that is just for daddy.

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He put both of his hands in the water and started playing with my holes. My holes are for daddy and daddy only. Before when daddy would touch me I would scream and scream. But he was so much stronger than me. Now its easy and my cunny doesn’t hurt so bad after he is done. Daddy is very loving tonight. He is hard and we haven’t had our date yet. He helps me out of the bath tub but  he bent me over the counter and he stuck his big hard cock inside of me. It was like daddy was inside of my head, he whispered in my ear and told me “be a good girl baby doll and you can stay up here all night.” I smiled to my daddy in the mirror. He slid his cock back inside of me and started fucking me again. As he came inside of me I saw his smile.

I love seeing daddy’s smile.

I am here to make him happy.

I am here to fuck him.

I love my new Daddy. 

I Can’t Escape!

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Here I was again, stuck in the same dungeon I had escaped from. I don’t know how he found me, I thought that I had fell off the grid. I made every attempt to get away from him. The last time I got away I didn’t think I would make it out, so I promised myself I wouldn’t come anywhere near anything that reminded me of him or that terrible terrible place. I never stepped foot back in that city and I didn’t stop running until I felt safe. I skipped state on a greyhound bus and decided to settle in a new small town where no one knew me. I had finally felt at home after a few months of staying there, I was getting to know my way around town and had even made a few friends.

torture-sex-keisha.jpgWe were out one night when I felt like something couldn’t have been right. Everyone was being too nice to me, I was offered many drinks but it wasn’t until after I had a few that I really felt in danger. My mind was starting to get away from me and no one looked the same. I woke up in the same place I told myself I’d never be again. He had the restraints on me tighter today, I guess he wanted to make sure I couldn’t get away. I was strapped down with no other choice but to take his nut. I laid there strapped up and afraid as he pounded my naughty nigger pussy to shreds with his big white cock. He only took the ball gag out of my mouth to hear me call him master, all the rest of my cries were muffled into the gag he was trying to make me swallow. He was pissed at my attempt to escape him and he was determined to teach me a huge lesson.

Travelin’ Terror

bloody phone sex angieWillow and I have been talking about hitting the road and spreading our own brand of wicked and twisted across the county. When it comes to reeking havoc no one does it better then we do! Violence, torture, blood, gore, pain and so much more is what we are spreading and our journey has just begun! Our dream began to take shape when I found this old and hideous hears with a for sale sign in the window. Knowing it carried many corpses over the years made my cunt quiver with delight and I couldn’t resist buying it. As soon as I got it home I called Willow and she came over so that we could begin making it our mobile torture chamber. It would see more death in the months to come. We hooked it up with video cameras so we could record our journey and began pimping our ride the evil and sadistic way.bloody phone sex hearse When we got done we set out for the open road. We have been traveling for a month now and the blood on our hands is delightful. A couple of our victims have served us well, providing us with the song of their screams the beauty of their last breaths and then nourishing our bodies with their delicious flesh. Our method of killing varies on our mood, From mutilation to strangulation to just plain hours of torture in the middle of nowhere leaving the bodies for the vultures and animals to feast on. We have no clue how long we will be out here or where we will go next. Our victims fund our journey and nourish our dark hearts and evil bodies. We do know that if you follow the blood trail and find an old green hears you will find us, Licking our bloody fingers with soaking wet cunts. Better to be the hunter then the prey, or so they say. bloody phone sex willow

 

Shark Bait

I should have known better than the stay too long on the island. I missed my cruise ship and was stranded in the strange little town in Mexico. I was standing near the port, frantic about what to do, when two guys approached me. They didn’t speak much English, but I was able to tell them that I had missed my boat and that I needed help. They showed me their boat, and from what I could understand they were offering to try to catch up to it so I could rejoin my cruise.  

They were looking me up and down in my skimpy bikini, and I could already tell that I was going to have to give them what they wanted if I was ever going to make it to my boat. But I had no choice so we climbed aboard and took off out into the ocean. As soon as shore disappeared, they were all over me. They stank of sweat and fish, and I figured this must be their fishing boat. They overpowered me,  stripping me down to nothing and fucking me like a dirty whore right on the boat deck. I tried to fight them off, but they held me down and made me their fucktoy.

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I kept trying to stop them and tell them to make sure we were headed towards my ship. They had stopped listening to me and I was terrified. They fucked all my holes, and I have to admit that there was something about these dirty raunchy fishermen that made my pussy throb. They manhandled me like I was nothing to them. And I was about to find out that I was exactly that. As they came all over me, I watched as they threw my bikini overboard. I screamed at them and told them I needed that – I had to wear something when we caught up to my ship.

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They didn’t pay me any mind, as one grabbed my arms and the other one grabbed my legs. I fought like crazy, but they were too strong. One grabbed a giant thick cloth sack and they started stuffing me inside! The harder I fought, the fater they got me in the bag. They brought it up to my neck and then tied rope tightly around my throat to keep it in place. I was so scared that I couldn’t even scream. They hoisted me up – my naked body totally covered with the sack – and took me to the edge of the boat.

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One of them drew out a blade and cut the side of my face, and then they tossed me overboard. I panicked and began flailing around, but to no avail. I hit the water and began to sink. My face was bleeding profusly under the water and I was drowning. I tried to hold my breath, and then suddenly out of nowhere I see a shark. It had smelled my dirty whore blood and come to finish me off. My eyes widened, and I tried to scream, my mouth filled with blood and water as the shark took all of me, head first.

Dead Weight On Board

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I felt so bad, because the choice was not mine to make. I was just the butler in this moment, but I wish I could have saved her. Master said if whoever didn’t fully satisfy would not make it back to shore. Even with me being his favorite black slave pussy, I was not even immune from his wishes. He was being unreasonable during this trip, he wanted everything within record time, he wanted us to come on demand and he was not in the mood for waiting.

I was right next to her when it happened. I promise that I tried to help her, doing everything I could to make sure that she came. I had my face buried in between her thighs and my fingers were deep in her ass but she just wouldn’t cum for me. I could feel his impatience rising, he grabbed my arm and pulled me from between her legs. He shoved his cock deep inside her pussy and fucked her hard trying to force her to cum, but she still laid there stiff as a board. It became clear to me that she wanted to die. What was even more jarring was that I had to be the one to kill her.

Hearing him say “Get rid of her” sent chills down my back, I just knew this moment would come. She didn’t look as strong as I did when I first got here. She was going to get her wish and I once again had to end yet another woman’s life. I hog tied her hands and feet together with weights attached to the end so she wouldn’t float back up. Right before I tossed her naked body over the edge, I was stopped so she could be fucked off the ledge and to her death. His cock bounced inside her as she hung over the ledge, once he came inside her I pushed her over the ledge and watched her body sink beyond view. 

Bloody Fun with Razor Blades

mutilation phone sex knife playI have a fascination with sharp objects. Knives are my favorite, but recently I developed an obsession with razor blades. Now I like inflicting pain; I am a bringer of pain, not a pain slut. I noticed this girl at my coffee house, trying to hide her arms. I grabbed her by the arm, pulled up her sleeve and could see she was a cutter. I don’t personally get cutting yourself. Cutting others is so much more fun. But I figured if she did not value her body, why should I? She would be the perfect subject for my foray into razor blade fun.

I didn’t have to stalk her or anything. Just followed her home, pushed my way into the door behind her.  I gave her the you should respect your body speech. Then added, “Since you don’t, I’m not gonna either.” Skinny little cunt too. I bet if she cuts herself, she starves herself too. So young to be so fucked up already. She was about to have a come to Venus moment. I tied her to her bed spread eagle. Circled her for awhile. She had no fight, no apparent will to live. Just pathetic. Even when I laid out my razor blade collection before her, she still acted like this was just her destiny.

snuff phone sex bloody teenNever as much fun as when they struggle; she had pissed me off now. I was going to enjoy slicing her flesh. I was going to make her “GOREgous.”  I used the small blade first to slice her flesh all over. Thousands of little flesh wounds. Nothing that would snuff her out, but just turn her body a nice crimson red. I got turned on seeing the blood trickle out of her. I couldn’t help but play in it like I was finger painting. I love how blood feels on my flesh. Someone else’s blood of course. It’s hot, sweet and sticky. She was whimpering, but still not what I was hoping for. I needed to step up my game. It was now a challenge to make the slut hurt. All that cutting made her impervious to the pain I had inflicted thus far.

I got out a bigger razor blade and sawed off a few fingers. She was such a waif. Seriously, this bitch served no other purpose then to snuff her out. Not fat enough to eat her; would take months to plump her up. Couldn’t sell her into the sex slave trade as she wouldn’t even scream, and guys want a bitch to act like they hate it or love it, but not just lay there like a dead animal. Her only purpose was to be my experiment. Help me hone my craft. Entertain me with her blood.

snuff porn mutilationI managed to  slice off her long boney fingers with not too much trouble. Ended up breaking off a few fingers that were not cutting smoothly. The closer to the base of the hand you saw, the thicker the bone, thus harder to saw. Thankfully the bitch had brittle bones. I was still somewhat unfulfilled. I sliced off a bunch of fingers, cut her a thousand times, and no real struggle.  I was going to get my fight.  I told her I was curious how a razor blade would slice an eyeball. That got a reaction from her. Maybe the cunt did want to live. I straddled her bloody body, forced her eyes open and began slicing the pupil. Blood trickled at first, but the deeper I pressed the blade, the more the blood spewed out. Have you ever sliced open an eye? It is really cool. Finally, she struggled. I guess this was pain she could not endure. Now we had a party. I was so turned on, I rubbed my pussy all over her bloody torso until I came.

bloody phone sex snuffI sliced the bitch’s eyes out. Cut them clean out of their sockets. They felt like mushy grapes in my hand.  Funny, she was crying ,and tears and blood still ran down her face even though I was holding her eyes in my hand. Sinew was hanging out of her orbits. She was covered in blood.  Bloody fucking  GOREgeous to me. I told her I could make her famous . I took all sorts of pictures of her in various stages of death and dismemberment.  I carried her to her bathroom. If she ate a fucking sandwich on occasion, she may not have been so easy to carry. Made her suck on a lollipop that had a razor blade in it so I could see her slice her tongue too.

I left her in the tub. Covered in blood, her eyes on the edge of the tub so she could watch herself die. I took a few fingers as souvenirs, fed a few to her bird. Might be awhile before anyone finds her. Didn’t want the poor bird to go hungry.  I do have a conscious.Maybe I can make you GOREgoeous, or some one you know? I need more practice with these razor blades, although I do seem to be a natural.

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