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Clit in a Jar

I woke up this morning still chained to your bed. I thought the last time I closed my eyes was going to be last night. But somehow I am awake. My whole body aches and my pussy feels like its on fire. I know you cut me last night, and I know you intended to kill me. So why did you stop? Just as my thoughts start to clear, you walk in, with your favorite toy – that fishing knife. You ask me how I am feeling after my surgery. Surgery? What surgery?

You laugh at the confused look on my face and then walk over to the side table and pick up a glass jar and show it to me. My eyes have trouble focusing on whatever it is in the jar. Its bloody and looks like some sort of piece of flesh. Its round but the edges are clearly cut and there are strings of blood or something all around it. Even the outside of the jar is smudged with bloody hand prints. Then I remember…

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You took that blade to my pussy last night. You drugged me and told me to enjoy the pain, and that I deserve it. You inserted that knife into my tight cunt, slicing the sides as it went in. The blood began dripping onto the floor. I thought you were going to gut me right there on the bed. But you didn’t. You slowly slid the long thin blade out of my pussy and admired the blood on the shiny silver surface. You put it in my face and made me lick it clean – slicing my tongue in the process. Then back between my legs you went.

You took my clit between two fingers, pinched and pulled it out. With one swift motion, you swiped the blade down and off it came. Blood sprayed everywhere and I was so dizzy I couldn’t even scream. My tiny little pussy destroyed forever. And for all the pain that I got from it, I couldn’t even have an orgasm because you took my button. And there it sat, in that dirty glass jar, forever and ever. A constant reminder of what a useless pain whore I really am.

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All I wanted to do it make him happy. He wanted to take me to a new level. A deeper darker level. All I remember is waking into his house and feeling the jolt of power hit my neck and now I am waking up tied up. Im in the bath tub and as I am looking around I see some of my hair in my lap. I start breathing heavy and freaking out because my hair is in my fucking lap!

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I try to sit up and I slip. I feel liquid splash and I look down at my feet. I see blood. I am in a pool of my own blood and hair. I start screaming and crying, I hear his soft voice saying “Hello” He opens the door and pops his head in and smiles his dark smile at me. He is here to take me closer to death. He is going to shave my head bald, He is going to bleed me out.

Ass Rape Porn: Brutal rape porn fantasy

Ass rape porn is no shock for me, in fact I have done a few in my time, usually with a twisted lover who wanted to film our escapades. So the dream I awoke from with my panties all smeared with orgasms had me in shock. I had a brutal rape porn fantasy that just won’t let me rest. I mean it was so fucking hot I wanted it to be for real.

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I was asleep with my upstairs balcony door open letting the breeze in. That wasn’t all that was let in. I had become gagged, bound and was being raped over and over again by numerous faceless assailants. I think at least one was female even and was raping me with a spiral knife blade. It felt like cold steel ripping up the inside of my anus and she kept shoving it in deeper and deeper all the while my cunt was being penetrated with two cocks at once stretching my cunt wide open. By the time I awoke I think I came a dozen times!

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Burn Bitch!

Torture sexThat fucking little bitch down the road has GONE to damn far. She has always copied me.. followed me. Wants to be wild like me. But she is just a preppy little bitch that has no clue how dark I am. I have my favorite tattoo artiest and lover. Jean. I have been seeing Jean for damn year 3 years off and on. And when that fucking bitch caught on to it she started the same old shit! Angelina thinks she can just take over my life. Copy my hair. My tattoos. Even my furniture and my clothes! Everyone says I should be fucking flattered. That it is the truest form of flattery. And I could ignore most of it. She is but a nuisance. But then she went after Jean. Started telling all kinds of fucked up lies about me… Now Jean doesnt want to play with me. That Fucking bitch went to fucking far. So I did what any good bitch would do. I broke into her house and shoved my panties down her throat. I tied that bitch up and went to town. I let her know what I am REALLY like. I started peeling her skin off of her. I used my small scalpel. I peeled her like a fucking grape. Slowly. I fucking loved the fear in her eyes. She pissed on herself when I told her I was going to kill her. After I peeled her skin off… I poured salt all over her! I let her burn for a while. Then I set her on fire. Burn in hell bitch!

Beaten Bit by Bit

The handkerchief in my mouth had the worst chemical taste on it. It made my eyes water from whatever was on it. At least it kept my nose open so I could breathe. I woke up in some strange place and my mind is just now getting less fuzzy. I feel like I have been beaten all down my legs, but they are bent and tied behind me so I can’t see them. I see blood on the floor beside me and wonder if it is mine. I can hear something that sounds like a girl trying to scream coming from another room, but her screams are muffled, and I know she must have the same handkerchief I do, which terrifies me.

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I listen closer and hear loud thuds before each attempt at a scream, and some thumps so loud it feels like a body being thrown around. What in the fuck was happening? I couldn’t remember anything of how I got here. I was walking down the street and a car pulled up and that was all I could remember. Now I am tied up and gagged inside some weird dark place with hardly any furniture, and clearly some sort of maniac in the next room. The attempted screams soon turned into pathetic whine and whimpers and got quieter and quieter. It sounded like a dying animal, but I knew in my heart is was another girl.

The noises finally stopped and all I could hear were footsteps coming down the hall towards the room I was in. The door swung open and you stood there, covered in blood, and then smiled as if you were delighted. You said, “You’re finally awake!” like it was the most normal thing in the world to have me hog tied there. You stepped back into the hall for a second and came back with a baseball bat. It was also covered in blood. You came towards me and I couldn’t move, and I was even too scared to try to scream. You rolled me over and untied my legs. They were so stiff and sore, but the worst was yet to come. You swung the bat above your head and brought it down onto my feet as hard as you could.

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My bones shattered and I finally started trying to scream. You kept swinging, making your way up my legs, smashing my bones systematically from the bottom up. The pain felt like fire and every dull thud created more and more sharp pain and blood spray everywhere. As you crushed my torso and ribs, I could feel myself choking on my own blood. I began whimpering and whining, and now I know why the other girl did. The last thing left to smash was my face. The rest of me was a broken bloody mess. You stopped for a moment, to hear me whine, and then swung the bloody bat right at my slutty little face….

Medieval Torture Sex: Weapons of Destruction

torture sexTorture sex is my favorite. I know it is hard to believe, but I am a glutton for punishment. A total pain slut. I’m attracted to cruel dominant men. I’m not talking spankings or even floggings or cannings. I want to experience serious pain; come inches to dying; need medical assistance. I can’t have an orgasm without pain. I have my own collection of weapons that Masters sometimes have to be encouraged to use on me because they are deadly.

I recently procured a medieval spiked mace and sword. Nice addition to my collection. It is very menacing, very deadly if used correctly. The problem is that I can’t use it on myself. I knew just the man who would. I called Master Louis. He came right over. The thought of hurting me had his dick rock hard. He is a twisted mother fucker who loves destroying the looks of hot bitches. When I showed him my new toy, I mean weapon, he practically salivated .

snuff pornWe went to my basement. He laid down plastic and strung me up. With glee in his eyes, he began to spin the mace balls. One shot to the stomach and it was an instant blood fest. The spikes ripped my flesh. He hit me several more times with it. I could feel the blood pouring out of me. I was turned on by the pain. The plastic beneath me was covered in my blood. Looked like a snuff porn had been filmed. Aroused by the blood. I wanted him to hit me in the face with it, but he was too much of a wuss. I taunted him, called him a coward and finally, one of the spiked balls hit me in the jaw. That was the last thing I remember before waking up in the ER.

I’m healing up nicely. But it is only a matter of time before someone else tortures me. Maybe it will be you?

Snuff Porn Barbie Doll Fantasy

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I would have to say that I have always been a really big brat. From the day that I was born I wanted nothing but to hurt those who needed hurting. One time my mommy thought I needed a spanking because I knocked her bottle of jack onto the floor. I decided she did not need those beautiful blonde locks of her and cut them off while she was sleeping. She did not really mess much with me after that. She did however try to turn me into the nasty ass pretty princess like she always wanted.
No fucking way I was having that. The bitch kept buying me all kinds of Barbies thinking that would do the trick. I would show her! I set up all of those little dumb ass dolls so that she would find them. Made my very own Barbie snuff porn scenes! Mommy did not like that. She asked her fuck face of a husband to give me a good lashing. I laughed as he took the belt to the back of my thighs. I have no idea what he was trying to accomplish but it was only making things worse, for him anyways.

taboo phone sex That night I had everything planned out accordingly. I was going to teach those two. I was going to show them just how much Barbie meant to me. I waited till everyone was sound asleep. I could not hardly contain my excitement. I pulled a ski mask on and let my friends Max and Henry in. Those two were a lot older than I was at the time. I was there leader in most instances, but we were the perfect accomplice team. We headed into their rooms. Max gabbed mommy and held her arms behind her back and big Henry got on top of dad and held him down at the wrists.
I grabbed one of the coveted Barbies and began to taunt my mom with it. She started crying, asking us to stop. We had ski masks on so she could not see our faces. She knew it was me though. I popped the head off of the doll and shoved it into her mouth, placing duct tape over her dirty slut lips. I was such a fucking little bad ass. I continued to sodomize and torture my parents with the Barbies, Both of them, till my dolls were coated in the blood of their dirty little ass juices. We knocked them out and when they woke up we were all gone and I was asleep in my bed. My mother could do nothing but cry at the sight of me for the next month. It would be years before they stood up to me again. I would be more than ready to take them on myself!

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Castration Phone Sex with Junk Removal Expert Venus

castration phone sexCastration phone sex can take on several forms. It can be fantasy or it can be real. On phone however, you have to have the balls to do it, lol! I am more than happy to encourage you, instruct you, taunt you about why you don’t deserve your worthless balls, but ultimately you have to be the one to sever your sperm bank from your body to ensure that your stupid, pathetic ass cannot reproduce. This world has enough stupid fucks running around, it certainly doesn’t need any more. I offer junk hauling services for a premium price. You have old junk or damaged junk or worthless junk or small junk, even just dirty junk, I will haul it away for a per inch rate. Sometime, regardless of your desires, I will take your junk for free because I can spot junk that has no value whatsoever and never will, a mile away.

taboo phone sexI’ve been a junk removal expert since I was a little girl. I remember the day clearly. It was Halloween. I was dressed as a little nun. I knocked on a neighbor’s door. He invited me in because he had to go get more candy from the basement. He had me come down stairs to help him carry the bags. That was the first, and last time, anyone ever had the upper hand on me. He had his dirty old pecker out; he forced me down on it and I bit his junk like I was biting into a chocolate bar. Little girl teeth are razor sharp. Did you know that? Old Mr. Bauman certainly did not. I was like a rabid dog between his legs. I gritted down, and shook my head back and forth, never letting loose of my vice grip on his sorry old dick. His blood coated my face as I tore his dick off at the base with my little girl teeth. I was in front of him, on all fours like a dog returning a toy. I dropped it at his feet and left.

mutilation phone sexHe fell to the ground, moaning, shaking, bleeding all over his basement floor. I washed my face, used his toothbrush to get rid of my bad dick breath, and went back to trick or treating. He never reported me. Of course he wouldn’t. Molesting a little girl would have put him in lock up, and we all know what happens to p men in prison. Old Mr. Bauman would never take advantage of anyone ever again. As I grew up, I encountered more Mr. Baumans. The world is filled with men who do not deserve their dicks or their balls. Sometimes losers are very self aware and hire me for my junk removal services. Other times, I am rather philanthropic, and haul it for free.

Clit Removal

How cruel can you be? I know I promised you that I would be your one and only and I promised you that I wouldn’t see other men. But this as punishment? You can’t keep me here and expect me not to suffer. I am a dirty little slut that needs to be fucked day in and day out. I don’t understand why you want to keep me all to yourself. Is it because you are afraid I will tell people the dark and nasty things you do to me. The crazy things you say?

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I would never betray you, as you are my master, but I need freedom to get fucked by men who only want my tight young pussy. You get everything else – my soul and guts and blood. But I still have needs. You’ve told me you are going to fix that. I don’t understand what you mean, but I see the sharp surgeon’s scalpel by the bed. You come in the room and tell me that without my clit I will no longer have desire for other cocks.

I can’t believe what I am hearing and I beg you to stop. I am bound and gagged and unable to escape as you pin me down and sterilize your blade. You spread my legs and prepare to slice off the source of all my physical desires. My clitoris sears like fire as you cut it off in one swift motion. I see it fall to the floor and I cannot even scream. I watch in horror as you take your foot and stomp on it like an old cigarette butt. Then all at once, just like you said, I feel nothing.

Babysitting Fun

Babysitter phone sexI am always busy on Father’s day! And I am glad about that! See father’s day is the one day of the year I can make a Bundle! Dads always want to go out at night with their wives. And that is great cause I am willing to babysit! Hell I beg for it! When mom and dad are gone it leave the little whores alone with me! And I know exactly what to do! I have a list of “Daddies” who want to spend special time on this special day with all the sluts I can find! I charge a hefty fee. And I give the little whore something to keep them awake but “out of it”. And then I sit back and enjoy the show! I watch as they rip the cute little night dresses off the tiny whore! I love the look on the sluts face when she gets to feel that cock for the first time! It really turns me on. I have to sit and play with myself. I do love being the nasty babysitter. Hell.. I might even join in tonight! Happy Fathers Day to me!