A victim like me doesn’t belong on twitter my Daddy said as he smacked me across my face and left me on the floor bleeding. He told me when he got back I better be ready for him, and to be prepare because he will be bringing his friends too. I was scared, but this was nothing new. His friends rape fantasies never seemed to end. But it’s what I am good for anyway. I shouldn’t be wasting my time on twitter trying to find someone to save me from this life of force and bruises. I love it anyway, who am I kidding? Daddy has always made me his whore, and pimped me out to his friends. He is a drunk who can’t control his anger and therefor I am his punching bag. His friends take after him, ripping my clothes off and forcing my legs open. A cock in every hole or they are not satisfied. Their goal is to make me cry, they want to mix my tears with their cum…
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Bloody Phone Sex and Little Bodies
Bloody phone sex and snuff phone sex just isn’t the same without little bodies. Little faces contorted in pain. Little voices hoarse from screaming. Little holes ripped apart and bleeding for our pleasure. Innocent and having no idea of what evil lurks in the world, in the hearts and souls of people like us. That is until we lure them in and torture them in the most violent and incomprehensibly ways. They beg, they call for their mommies. They pray. They do everything they can think of in order to earn some mercy. Some relief. But it doesn’t come. We love for these moments. We crave these moments, We encourage each other the entire time and when all is said and done, we fuck each other while touching the lifeless bodies. of our victims. Laying next to us in the most awkward positions, pale and staring open eyed into the distance. The glassy eyed stare of death spurs us on and enhances our orgasms.
Lets play in the snow
There is nothing more pure than snow. They way it covers everything in a white blanket. Snow can be deceiving just like me. I enjoy doing bad things in the snow. Did you know that you could torture someone, tie them up and leave them there to die in the snow. Snow piles up fast an stays for a while. I helped him bring her out here. I wanted to turn the virgin snow into our play ground. I wanted to watch her nipples get hard, watch parts of her freeze as we fucked her. Little did I know he was taking us both out there and he didn’t plan on bringing us both back. I cut the clothes off of her and burned them in the fire. I started cutting words into her body as he beat her and fucked her in the ass. I loved watching her be punished. When she finally passed out he turned his anger towards me. I had no idea if I would make it home. I am happy I hid my knife. I knew just the right place to slit his throat. I watched them bleed out together. I sat there and watched the fresh snow cover up their bodies as if nothing happened.
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Christmas is a time to do evil to counteract all of the cheer. Why do you think the movie Krampus is so popular right now? People fucking hate Christmas. They want to hack their way through crowds with a machete. Evil beings wish to see all the little boyhood and girlhood icons turn evil and molest and violate the innocent. Every time I hear someone singing Jingle Bells or Frosty the Snowman, I want to conjure up the demons from hell and wreak havoc on some souls. Let Frosty the Molester and Satan Santa come once a year and take their pick. I would love to be the accomplice. We’ll kidnap, torture, and violate you and yours. Send the pieces home to mama in a pretty red stocking stained with blood. Come here, little brats. You want a kitten for Christmas? How about a dead one? Wrapped up and rotting in a pretty Christmas box. Better yet, how about a dead human, left decaying in the woods after we torture her on Christmas Eve. Santa has a big hard-on for sweet young girls. It’s covered in barbs and razors to slash little pussies and assholes to ribbons. Tie that to the top of your present!!!
The next time someone says Santa is watching you, you’d better watch out, you’d better not cry. Cause Christmas is here and it’s your turn to die. If you are a Christmas hater, it’s time to come play with me. ‘Tis the season to slash and maim.
Finally Got What I Wanted
I woke up cold and my head was pounding. I tried to move and met the resistance of the ropes that had me tied to the bed. I tried to scream but my throat was so sore. Had I been screaming before or was the pain from something else? I saw you coming towards me and I tried so hard to get away that the ropes began cutting into my skin. Just then I saw the knife in your hand. The blade was gleaming in the glare of the one bare bulb swinging from the ceiling.
You spoke so low I could barely hear you, but I heard you say something about cutting off my nipples. The words made my nipples hard and I felt a chill go through me. For some reason it made me think of the days when I used to beg my mom to let me get my nipples pierced. She always told me no – that it would make me a fucking whore. That just made me want them pierced more. But not like this. Despite the fear coursing through me, my pussy was also throbbing.
My tight cunt felt sore too – had you been fucking all my holes while I was tied up and passed out? I knew you were a sicko the second I saw you behind me. I remember you grabbing me and that’s it until this moment. You started sinking the knife into my right nipple and fresh red blood began spurting up into your face. Instead of turning away, you stuck your tongue out and began licking it off your lips like it was liquid sugar. I tried to scream again, but I couldn’t… instead, I came all down my thighs as you continued sawing my nipple off…..
Cock collector
I am a goth teen cunt who wants as many cocks as I can get.
I love going to truck stops and hiding in the men’s bathroom.
I go in the glory hole bathroom stall and wait.
Any man who sticks his cock in a glory hole is expecting to get his cock sucked.
I wait for those cocks to come through the hole.
I start rubbing his dick, I lick the tip of that hard cock.
I have no idea who this man is behind the wall, all I see is his feet and his cock.
He doesn’t see me.
He doesn’t see the knife in my hand.
He doesn’t know that I am going to cut his cock off.
He doesn’t know that his cock is going into my collection.
I get wet as soon as I hear him scream and I see the blood flowing off his dick.
I love torture sex more than anyone!
I am the meanest bitch you’ll ever meet and I love torture sex more than anyone. So you don’t want to get on my bad side, like my neighbor. I know it may seem silly but I think that stupid little disrespectful bitches need to be taught a lesson. This one in particular definitely needs one. She is a younger bitch, probably not a day over 18. She likes to park in the front two spots and parks her fucking car in a way where she takes up both. Plays her music loud and looks like a punk little slut. I can not stand girls with no respect for others, and I can not stand what a little whore she is too. I decided it was time SOMEONE taught her a lesson. She needed to learn not to fuck with me, so I was out there waiting for her when she parked. I told her I wanted to invite her over and that stupid bored little bitch was like “Okay!”… what a dumb slut. She walked right into my house where I had lots of things waiting for her, first a lil smell of this to knock her out and tie her up and prepare her for me and my friends. When she woke up she was all kinds of confused and trying to scream but she couldn’t scream thru the gag in her mouth. I would have woken her up with a cock in her mouth but she was probably going to be defiant at first and I didn’t want her biting my friend. I bet you’re dying to know what I did to those puffy nipples and that barely legal pussy, but if you want to know all of the juicy details and what a mean bitch I really was then I guess you better get to dialing…
I am Nothing But a Victim…
Daddy told me it’s human rights day and I don’t know anything about that though. I know I have no rights in this world. I know I am nothing but a pathetic slut that needs to be used as I should. Abused, beaten, fucked raw. I know Daddy likes his little pet, me. I am not one for words a stupid slut like me is only good for beating and fucking as you very well know. I belong on my hands and knees ready to take cock in all my holes, all of Daddy’s friends are going to make me cry and beg for it tonight. I don’t really wish I had basic human rights, I like making Daddy happy and giving him complete control to make me his little victim is what makes me and Daddy most happy and of course most turned on. I would be nothing but a pain slut anyway, begging to be choked cut and hit, begging to feel the darkness. Begging to choke on cock till I passed out. I know that’s all I am, and that’s why I won’t be celebrating human rights day this year. What’s the point? I’m nothing but a teen skank that needs to be recycled over and over until I guess I am of no use anymore and snuffed out for good.
Dinner Party from Hell
This country is so different from Britain. My parents sent me over when I was very young to attend a great private school. I never made it to school. My host family picked me up from the airport. When they brought me home, they took me to a damp, cold, wet basement. I stayed there for a few years as they “trained” me to be their perfect fuck doll. They would tie me up and whip me until my skin wasn’t white anymore…it was covered in a layer of blood. Sometimes the dad would leave me to sleep in my own blood. Other times he would hose me down with scolding hot water. It made it feel like I was getting lashed all over again.
The first time I was taken upstairs was for my first dinner party. There were six guests, all were wearing black and had smiles on their faces once I appeared. I was completely naked as I was never allowed to wear clothes. The father threw me on the table like a piece of meat. Then he started lighting a candle and each of the guests started burning parts of my body. It was so painful. Father started handing out craving knifes and told everyone to crave their initials into the guestbook. Each guest started craving into me, line by line in my cold skin. I screamed in pain but all they did is laugh. I screamed blood curling screams until the last person was finished taking their turn torturing my young body. Father brought over a large bucket of something…I soon learned it was alcohol! It burned so bad! I couldn’t move from the pain. I tried so hard to stay awake and alert for the next part of the dinner party…but I passed out from severe pain. The last thing I thought was “what more could they do to hurt my innocent body.”
kidnapping phone sex What he wants for Christmas
I don’t want much for Christmas. All I really want is some company! I should be careful for what I wish for though. I say this now, and I didn’t specify what kind of company I wanted. I am now finding myself tied up in a very dark place. My wrist are tied tightly, hanging above my head. I swear I can not even feel them anymore. I am completely naked. Last thing I remember was sitting in my bed texting my friend about not wanting to be alone. I got what I wanted. Someone comes down and turns on the lights a lot. When they do that, I start to get really scared. He tortures my body and rapes my cunt so rough. I don’t think he will ever let me go. I finally am able to see his face today. It is my uncle. He tells me how much he has desired me since I was in still living at home with my parents. He says that I am his now and he is going to treat me like the little slut that he has always wanted to. This Christmas I am his present to himself. Selfish me for thinking my wants were the only ones that mattered.