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Ripping Hearts Out Of Bleeding Chests

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Have you ever squeezed a beating heart in your fist? You haven’t lived until you try it! I love cutting a fresh kill open and exploring their insides, but nothing compares to that. I just kept fantasizing and day dreaming about pulling someone’s heart of them while they were breathing. Anytime I think about something that long you better believe I’m going to try it.

My first attempt didn’t go well. There was this awful whore walking down some random street, I snatched her up because I could tell right away that no one would miss her. I tortured her for a couple days just for some entertainment, but eventually that got boring like it always does. When that happens it means either my victim dies or I release them severely mutilated. Unfortunately for her I already had something in mind. Everything was going well when I first cut into her chest, but then she started convulsing uncontrollably when I reached inside. She died pretty quickly and her heart was still warm by the time I reached it, but it was no longer beating.

That wasn’t good enough so I had to try again. This time with a younger whore who was equally awful. When I picked her up I asked if she had any family or friends, she said she didn’t. I didn’t find that surprising at all. I even laughed about it, which scared her a little. She started to beg for me to let her out of my car right after that and doing that only made me laugh more.

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She should consider herself lucky because I didn’t take the time to really torture her. That nasty bitches death was quick, usually I don’t like that. As soon as I had her someplace nice and secluded I got right to work. I forced her onto her back and stabbed her directly in the chest. Obviously I was careful to avoid her heart, I just needed a way into her chest. Once that was out of the way I spread her bleeding chest open with my hands and dug around inside her. The entire time she was thrashing and screaming, but that didn’t stop me. It would have been better if she just relaxed because she was going to die anyway no matter what.

When I finally reached her heart she stopped moving. I wrapped my fingers around it before pulling it out hard. Her heart was a little damaged when I finally had it out, but it was still beating and that’s what counts. I’m just sad that she died before I could rub it in her face. Maybe that would be impossible, I don’t know. There’s no harm in trying again It will only get easier.

Bloody Phone Sex Midnight Fun Fuck

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A client of mine has grown to be a little, well attached lately to me. He calls me his goddess which I do not mind. He decided that we needed to have a 3 month anniversary party and called me over to his house for dinner. I was a little hesitant at first but he said he had a surprise for me. I figured why not, what was the worst thing that could happen. He had seen me dismember bodies’ lots of times so it would not be in his best interest to try anything with me. He asked me to wear my best dress. Again, although an odd request it was not the worst. I wore a beautiful, floor length gown. It was form fitting and the font plunged in a v down to almost my belly button. When I got there, candle light filled up his home. He kissed my hands and I squinted my eyes towards him.

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He invited me over to the table. There was a beautiful roast made. He pulled out my char and I sat down. He then sat next to me. As we ate he pointed out the dead flowers in the middle of the table. “These are for you my Goddess.” I eyed him up with a confused glare. He held the vase close to me for me to examine. The flowers looked like tiny skulls. They were actually really beautiful. I gave him a smirk. I appreciated his generosity; this was actually a surprise that I had no problem receiving. After we were done he asked me to stand. He undid the clasp in the back of my dress and it fell to the floor. He knelt on the ground and removed my heels one by one and sat everything nicely to the side. He took my hand and led me to the basement. “Here she is your surprise.” He was so excited to show me.

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She was small, and super cute. She crouched in the corner crying. Her back was bleeding, she has suspension hooks already dug deep into them. I removed the gag from her mouth. She cried and whimpered for me to please say her. She wanted her mommy and daddy and that she would not tell anyone. He hooked the hooks in her back to some chains that were attached to an apparatus suspended in the air. He began to turn the crank. She screamed as it pulled her up. I laughed at her cries of mercy. She was up above me close to the ceiling and extended her arms out towards me trying to get me to take her down. I could do nothing but laugh. “My goddess,” He knelt down and handed me a knife, the blade sharp. I ran it across her body teasing her with the tip. She screamed and then I slit her throat. I showered myself in the spray of her blood. He came up to me and embraced me in a kiss. I bit his lip. He led me out the back door where the full moon light covered out bodies. He pulled me over to him and I mounted him riding his dick roughly. He felt good inside. I leaned down and took the side of his neck into my mouth, blood began to rush down him. We fucked like we were wild, us both cumming coated in blood. I would say that was quite a surprise.

Bloody Phone Sex Train Departure

Bloody Phone Sex

 

      Bloody phone sex train departure 160 all aboard to hell anyone was what I was thinking as I laid here with my life running out of me.We were  both on the train together going to our preferred destinations. I was trying really hard not to look back at him because I just had ate lunch I noticed the deepest  brown of eyes that I don’t think I was really quite seeing before. You were engrossed in a book and I thought by the sound of your voice  we had per chance ,met somewhere before. I was so happy to get a café with you and talk about our English assignment. I was trying my best not to notice that as we were talking a guy with the deep brown eyes was getting closer to me. I was hanging on your every word and then suddenly ,I felt the sting to my back and  my eyes got heavy , I leaned forward against your chest and slumped into a drugged sleep.

     I could move my legs I could get away I could be free of this madness that was killing me at this point. For the hundredth time it seemed I felt your cock push in my asshole. The tiny hooks in my flesh were tearing my skin off of its frame and the masking tape around my nose and mouth were securely fastened. I couldn’t move and all I could feel was the stiff blunt force of the knife on my skin and your plunging cock deep in my walls. My tears were stained onto my face and there was no more coming out of me. I thought you were the nicest guy that just wanted to talk about fantasies , you never said anything about living what we talked about over the phone. I was thinking I was lonely and wanted to meet someone nice you were thinking of a sadistic case of cat and mouse that was going to have my ass in this trap you had set! As you came around to look me in the eyes and grab my hair I thought it was my chance to run, but I was far too weak to do anything. I was going to die at the hands of someone I knew. Blinking back the tears ,I felt the pain of a slap hit my face and then the knives began the piercing in my skull it would not end this pain this torture would go on for another 160 days.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies take on Love

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

 

     Murder phone sex fantasies take on love scene was that fucking stupid shit you saw in one of those gory picture films. I had fucked up and I was going to have to pay for that.My eyes were filling with tears as he fucked my ass with the razor.I had been trying to get away from him for the past half hour but he would never let that happen. If a person wanted to cut you open they were going to do it! I know why I had to suffer I had on more than one occasion broken his heart and he wasn’t tolerating my abuse anymore! He was going to let me have it and I knew  that meant in the end that I had to die. It had tarted good enough I had asked him for a ride home and he was the agreeable type and from there he was trying to make sure that I was ok every minute of the day. The thing I disliked about him was that he was a push over and so I guess that’s why I pretended to like him for a bit just to get shit out of him. He was becoming more attached and now  he was going to fucking kill me.  I felt the razor in my cunt and I knew that the sight of the blood was going to knock me out! I wanted so much to hold tight for the life inside but his grip was too strong. Taking the meat clever out of the drawer and pressing it to my ear, he said”You bitch you could have played by the rules but you didn’t” Now you will pay for your transgressions !”  I know what he thought of me the filthy slut who had slept with his sister and best friend together, and he was going to make me pay for everything. I felt the meat cleaver tear into my back and I let out a scream but then it stopped! I felt my body go limp him pulling down his pants and fucking me over the head with something but I don’t know what it was!

    I was dead for sure and he was fucking me I guess no matter what he was doing I couldn’t help but think that I deserved all of it!

Snuff Sex to Plant a Garden

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       I am such a bad ass bitch. I love being able to satisfy my clients with anything that they desire. Nothing is too taboo for me. I love it all. My favorite thing is bloody gory snuff sex. I love the feeling of fresh warm blood against my pussy. I will take it coating my skin any time of day. A client of mine has a nice winey Asian that he wanted to have fun with. He loved to dismember, and I loved to help. When I arrived there was no hunting involved. She was already tied up in the basement. She was naked and covered with a fresh white sheet. My pussy throbbed and I bit my lip as he pulled back the sheet to present her to me. She was so petite and tits were super perky. He handed me a knife and nodded towards her. She started to squeal and cry. She did not speak English so I knew he more than likely purchased her from the market. I slid the knife under her delicate ribs. The smallest pop noise could barely be heard over her screaming as the knife penetrated her skin. My client was becoming super hot and began to scoop blood from her wound rubbing it over him. I started to dismember her arms cutting them from her body. I held one up and made it a fist so I could jack him with her removed hand. Blood squirted from her as I removed them coating us both in her ruby red warm girl. I sawed her legs from her. He broke out some of the inner bone and used that to fuck himself as well. When we were done I planted the limbs as additions to his rotting garden. He watered them with his seed. This was one garden that I would love to own.

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Cassandra is a Snuff Sex Accomplice

It is no secret I am a pain slut; a submissive; a total fuck pig and whore. I do whatever I am told. So when this guy I met at a bondage club told me to meet him, I did. The address given to me turned out to be for the abandoned hospital on the outskirts of town. It is known for raves and  underground parties.  I walked in wearing a sexy little black dress and fuck me pumps. I could smell death and urine. The halls were dark, very creepy. It became quite obvious there was no party here. Well, not the kind of party I was dressed for at least.  As I got out my phone to check the address and use my flashlight app, I heard his voice yelling to me.

snuff sexI followed his voice like a good subby bitch to a room that didn’t look as bad. There was a bed, BDSM equipment, even film equipment hooked up to a generator. He likes to film himself punishing me. I wasn’t thrilled about the atmosphere, but my opinion doesn’t matter. “Get naked bitch, assume the position,” he said.  He doesn’t face me when we fuck.  That is romantic love according to him, and I’m not worthy of any of that. He started fucking my ass from behind. His cock is massive so it always hurts. I felt his hands travel up to my throat. His grip tightened like a vice against my jugular. I started choking. I could feel my wind pipe restricting. He was strangling me as he pounded my ass. I passed out.

I woke up chained. He was fucking another girl, strangling her like he did me. She was fighting though. I know better than to resist. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bleed and bulged out. Master stopped force fucking her, started using her tiny body as a punching bag. I was horrified at the image. I could hear her gurgling on her own blood, hear bones snapping, hear her screaming, hear her dying. Her body went lifeless. He tossed her onto a steel slab, fucked her dead body until he came all over her bloody corpse. I knew better than to show my fear or question what he was doing. I just witnessed snuff sex, which is what happens to bad fuck pigs.  “Don’t worry Cassie. This is just a worthless street whore no one will miss,” he said looking at me as he dismembered her body. sex with dead bodies

He used a chainsaw to cut off her legs at the knees. Blood spurted all over my face. I tried not to react, even though I was frightened. Next he sawed off her hands. I watched covered in a dead whore’s blood, as he used pliers to extract her teeth. He even cut out her tongue.  I knew what he was doing. Making sure she was unidentifiable. Clearly he has killed before. The darkest, most sadistic men always find me. He unchained me. Fucked me in a pool of the dead girl’s blood. Came on my bloody tits. Then got up, put his clothes on, kissed my bloody face and ordered me to help him carry her dead carcass to his van. He made me an accomplice to his kill. We tossed her along the highway. ” I knew you were special Cassie when I saw you. You are going to be the sexiest accomplice I’ve ever had,” he said to me as he pulled up to a street corner to get another whore.

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Killer Phone Sex Nigger Whore Scene 1

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     Killer phone sex had gotten me here with these dumb fuckers! The world was black and I knew my life was going to end. “Stupid Nigger whore!” “You thought you could get away from us!” I felt my legs being pulled apart and the blunt ax ripping into my pussy lips like a thousand knife blades at once. I knew I was going to die and I knew it would be at the hands of this motherfucker who had tormented me for days. The rotten taste of his cum was on my lips and I saw your bitch ass standing in the corner rubbing your cock. Blood pooled in the corners of my mouth and the echo of the hall deafened my ears from any logic. I know you were going to kill me. Someone had to pay the price for fucking up your heroin connection. That bitch ass husband was going to get away with my murder! Fuck him! Getting involved with a crack addict was going to be the last bad decision I would do. I thought if this mother fucker killed me that would be the end of it. I could just feel the darkness.

     Bending down over me he pinched my tits and knocked them really hard against his hand. Grabbing a nail and hammer I winced as you held me in place. It was time for me to fight to do something to get away but I couldn’t do anything. It was over for me and I knew that. With the last bit of strength I had I kicked for freedom to get away. I saw the raise of the hammer the steel point of the nail in my tits and screamed. I tried holding back I knew that’s what they wanted!  Fuck you nigger! You will get what Nigger Bitches deserve he said as he drove another needle in my flesh.

Let it Burn

 

Snuff SexYesterday I cut the break lines of a school bus parked outside of the museum. Meh, maybe I’ll see something about it in the news. I’m so bored. In the mean time I’ve got a few brats to watch over and probably torture a bit more. We’ll start with teasing them with cookies and eventually lead up to something more bloody. New snot nosed brats are so easy to come by, and make me come so easy, eating out their little fresh pussies while dragging a blade across their flat tits. Sucking little bitch pussies and cunts is the only thing that really gets me off. I can’t even tell if they’re screaming from the pleasure or from the pain because frankly I can’t really tell if I’m fucking them too hard with my fingers or my knife when I really get into the fucking. It all becomes just one big single penetration into their tiny body when I’m fucking them and the mix is something like no other fucking can compare. And hearing on the news that bus crashed and burned made it even better!

 

Torture Sex The Medieval Way

torture sex bloody funI have a special friend, John. He gets me. Understands my needs; my love for sexual torture. He invited me up to his cabin for the weekend for a romantic getaway. When I arrived, he had a surprise for me. A fuck nugget he picked up along the road. Just a stupid little cunt hitch hiker who would never be missed. She was tied up naked on the floor in front of the fireplace wrapped in a red bow. The perfect present. “Check out the basement, my love,” he cooed to me. What was in the basement was beyond my wettest dream.  An old fashioned torture chamber. I got wet looking at all the instruments at my disposal to sexually torture this twat.

I grabbed an old fashioned cattle prod to start the fun.  I was giddy like a school girl when I zapped her ass with it for the first time. She fell forward, pissed the floor and started crying. “This is soooooo fun,” I said with glee to John as I shoved it up her cunt this time. Watching her twitch and convulse really turned me on. I let John play with it too. Torturing a worthless whore is a relationship bonding experience. We shocked her so much, I could smell her burning flesh.  Nothing better than the smell of burnt cunt lips. Well maybe the smell of a once pink asshole!  I even used the prod on her tits. Pretty much seared her nipples clear off. I fed them to her for shits and giggles.

torture phone sex anal tortureWhile she laid in a pool of her own piss and vomit, I fucked John’s brains out. The sight of her curled up in fetal position, soaking in her own waste, crying, smelling like a pig roast, made me horny. But getting pumped full of cum, just made me want to hurt her more. Hurt her dead. I grabbed her by the hair, dragged her burnt carcass down the basement steps, and tossed her on the rack. John purchased all this medieval torture stuff to give me a sexual torture chamber. Now that is love. I tied her to the rack and started cranking it, slowly. Her screams made me orgasmic. Hearing and seeing the flesh pull, bones snap, blood spurt… was intoxicating. John bent me over the rack and fucked me from behind as her limbs snapped like twigs. Legs severed,  arms severed, head popped right off her body. We were getting doused in her blood as we fucked. Do you have any fucking clue how hot that is?

I went too fast with her. I get impulsive sometimes. I like to torture for days not hours, but I was just like a fat brat in a candy store, no impulse control. There’s still so much more for me to try out in my torture chamber. John assured me he would go snag me up another victim after dinner. Couples who slay together, stay together. If you are not as lucky to have an accomplice in your life as I am, let me be your sadistic bitch helper. Death and dismemberment is a dish best served for two.

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Double the Pleasure

Killer phone sexIt’s a lot harder getting men under the knife, that’s why I have to hunt those pussy whipped little bitch boys out with their skanks. I found the perfect couple who fit that profile. Some scrawny chap somehow lucky enough to land this big titted slut. He was probably rich, but I got them into a side alley to make them fuck for one last time before I could really find out. It didn’t take much for the guy to start crying harder than his whore. The way he was humping that pussy with his dick was just pathetic! So I showed him how to do it with my favorite knife and he was screaming. So I shoved his face into her pussy and made him eat her out even with the wounds I had just given to her. I can’t believe I had to say it more than once. “Eat it! Eat that fucking pussy like you actually know what you’re doing for once in your life!”, I said, and then I just couldn’t take it any more. I finished rubbing my clit while watching their pathetic scene and gut him like he was in a chinese supermarket and just left them there.