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Space Savers

Mutilation phone sexWe have all been there haven’t we?  Found ourselves in a situation where there is just not enough room to fit everything into a given amount of space.  The best way I have found to avoid this is to make sure the person who you have put out of misery is either: 1) Ground up, 2) Dissolved, or 3) Put into a wood chipper.  Think of how amazed and jealous your friends will be over your garden when it comes to life due to the death of a pain in the ass Ex.

My favorite way out of all three is the first.  However, you cannot just stick someone in a meat grinder.  Human bones are very strong, they will tear up the blades or worse yet cause the grinder to become jammed.  Not a great situation if you ask Me.  The first thing you must do is flay off the skin.  Take your time in doing so, see if you can do it perfectly.  I am a bit OCD so I consider this My challenge.  Then you must debone the subject.

This can also be a challenge due to the sinew in the muscle structure.  Also there is cartilage that you must remove, then the finger nails, and teeth.  Yes it is a lot of work, but done properly it will save you a lot of time in the long run.  At this point you can just grind the meat down.  You could make sausage if you wanted to.  Serve it to your annoying In-Laws the next time they visit.  You will want to dissolve the bone, teeth, hair and finger/toe nails in acid.  It will take some time until of course you know of a certain acid that can eat through anything rather rapidly, then use that.  Make sure you only use a heavy gauge plastic bin when doing so, because this type of acid will react with everything except for the plastic.

With your ground meat you can seal it in plastic bags, or you can fertilize your lawn, or spread it in the woods, feed it to the fish.  What ever you would like.  If you wish to keep your prey for what ever reason after the butchering then you will find you can store it in small containers which are more inconspicuous then having huge bio-hazard barrels cluttering up your living room. I hope you found this space saving tip helpful.  Until next time…Happy Hunting.

Bet Good

bloody phone sex karma1So Shadow thought she was being slick making a bet with me that she knew I would not, could not turn down. She thought the scales were tipped in her favor because she likes them young. She didn’t think I would think of that. But I had a little something up my sleeve. The bet was who could fit their victim in the smallest container to dispose of the body, as she made the proposal with an evil grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye my pussy began to twitch with the excitement of it all. She would surely find a victim ads young as possible, her way of cheating. Shadow is not one to play fair, but then again neither do I. I asked if there were any rules for this little wager, she said no, and I knew I would win. There is no way she could beat me. We had until the next night to find and snuff our victim and we would meet back at my place with the remains in their containers.  Sealing the deal with a handshake we went our separate ways.  I had everything I needed, except a victim, which I found easily. She was a grown ass bitch, about 125 pounds. After torturing her and getting my rocks off I tossed her into the tub. Pouring muriatic acid all over her I watched as her flesh melting into a pile of liquid leaving nothing but her bones. The sight had my cunt dripping wet.  I found my mason jar and made sure all the liquid was in the jar before taking the bones out to start hacking into bits before crushing them with a hammer and pouring them into the jar as well. Watching them settle to the bottom made me cum yet again. I was ready for Shadow, there is no way she is getting her victim in anything smaller then this jar! bloody phone sex shadow

Snuff phone sex is to Die for!

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  Snuff phone sex ended my life, my story is innocent but the blood that spilled was real. I felt my teeth being kicked in and I knew it was going to be a long night. I was trying my best to fight off this mother fucker but it was nothing I could do. He took the wire cutters and the clamps and pushed them further into my tits.This mother fucker was bonding me his for life! I was trying to get away from these assholes and was using every bit of strength I had left to claw their eyes outs. They were beating me and I could hear the slaps and  punches that were being driven into my face but I didn’t care. If I was going to die I was going to at least try to take this nigga with me! Kicking me with a boot one of them yelled to the other to get Bertha. I didn’t know who Bertha was but when my face saw her I just choked back tears. Sometimes they say there are freaks of nature and Bertha must have been just that. It looked like her face had been mangled in a shredder and her nails looked like claws. But she was human, maybe it was this human that was God’s mistake! I looked at her battered skin and the needles that had been shoved in her clit and fought even harder to get away from what I knew was about to happen. When she smiled it was like something I had not seen from this world. Dried blood and feces clung to her teeth; if they were teeth, and her tits hung low and to the ground.

     Slapping her on the ass the gang circled us and I cried, screamed but only choked dried sobs came out. Pushing her down I felt the stench of her breath as I knew what was about to happen. Spreading my legs apart I did my final kick to one of the gang members as Bertha spread my cheeks apart inserting one of the hypodermic needles from her pussy inside of me. As my eyes closed and I begin to relax, I felt the full of a sword open my flesh and the blood run to the ground. A light above hung and I tried with all my might to hold on but, it was much too late. Dark was around and then there was nothing.

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Babysitter phone sex

It started a long time ago. When homework and being popular crowded my mind. To think I used to watch little shit heads for money every weekend till I skipped out of that fucking town. Looking back on it now that was my first time and it was so messy. No one ever found those little fur balls that disappeared. After a few years of being away from that town a blast from the past came into the store I was at. He walked up to me, He knew who I was which shocked me. I couldn’t believe that the big strong tall man who stood before me was the little shit bag I used to watch while his whore mommy got high and fucked as many men as she could. I idolized her. She is who I wanted to be and I became her. Her son however was rather yummy looking. I invited him over for some fun.

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As we drove to my house I leaned over the seat and started rubbing his cock. He tried to act like that wasn’t what he wanted. I told him I remembered him rubbing his cock all the time when I was there. He smiled and pushed my head back down on his cock. I knew I had him. I was going with the flow I didn’t really have a plan for this. We got into my house. He followed me inside and watched as I slowly walked through my house taking off my clothes. We made it to my bedroom where I laid down. That is when he crawled up to me and started sucking and fingering my cunt.

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I could have stopped him there, but I wanted to have him. Fucking him was like fucking his whore mother. After hours of sex, and hours of getting fucked up. We took a bath together. I got on top of him and slid his cock inside of me. I started to ride him. Water was splashing and going everywhere. He had his head back and eyes closed. At that moment I pulled out my knife and slit his throat. He came inside of me as he leaked his warm blood into the bath.  I had him and now I am relaxing in his blood.

Killer Phone Sex Kills this Nigga Bitch

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     That’s right bitch suck that cock! I was gagging and it was taking tremendous effort not to pass out as I had been sucking this nigga’s cock for hours, At the hand of these bitch ass nigga’s I was gagging on cock by the hour and the tears in my eyes or my screams of help did nothing to quiet  the fucking rage they had. I was trying to move but I couldn’t get up .Each time I tried I was smacked back down to the floor by one of them.  They would pull down their pants, piss or shit and I was ordered to eat it .How many of them were there? I couldn’t say how many there were I was just reeling with shit all over my back side. I couldn’t even say how long I had been in this hell hole. Each time I tried to open my eyes a cock was shoved in my ass hole and cunt. My tight little brown sugar  had probably been stretched to the limit. I was trying so hard not to let them see the fear in my eyes but I couldn’t help it.Looking at the hacksaw and countless daggers  I knew my life was going to be over. I knew I was not going to be able to see the light of day any longer. The clamps and wires on my nipples were so painful and the blood that rushed out of my tits had been placed in a glass. They used this glass to measure my fucking husband’s debt  I don’t know what was going to happen and I didn’t care to know.

     Forcing my legs apart I tried to fight as much as I could. The blood and screams would do know good as whatever was used as fuck toy went towards my cunt.  Pulling their cocks out they would scream for the nigga bitch to suck Big Lin’s cock. . Big Lin was a cannibal that loved eating flesh. This blood thirsty bastard was  was trained to eat my flesh by the sound of a whistle. Not only would he tear my flesh from the bone he was commanded by the gang to fuck me in the ass. I am sure it  would take  some coaching but he would do it.  Big Lin was a bit slow but this bloody thirsty asshole loved eating nigga cunt. He would turn around and piss  on me like the other gang members.. But today, when saw that cutting blade  I knew it was over.  Big Lin had been commanded to eat me alive! I would not be coming back from this nor would I ever.

Love Thy Neighbor

blasphemy sex I recently rented a new apartment in the suburbs. I did my best to break it in….having several men over…fucking as much as possible. I always kept the drapes open. I love the idea of being watched!

I did not realize who was watching! I was sitting around in my panties late last night when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it up to see the preacher for some local church and his wife. They looked disgusted at my bruised body as they pushed their way through the door before I could tell them that I was not interested.

He had told me that they had seen what I have been doing and that they believed I needed saving. What a fucking idiot! Obviously he wasn’t paying enough attention if he couldn’t see how much I enjoyed it!

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into my kitchen and started strapping me to a chair. Normally, this would have really got me wet but these were church people!

He began to splash holy water on me as his wife stood by him reading scriptures from the bible.

I tried to get loose but the straps were way to tight and cutting into my skin. I was starting to get a little turned on from being all tied up and the sting of the cuts on my wrist and ankles was bringing the sadistic slut out of me!

I started to squirm and moan and the preacher and his wife could see their exorcism was failing. And I could see that the poor little preacher was growing a demon of his own!

I was beginning to drip and his wife was becoming angry. She was screaming that the evil was flowing out of me and that they needed to stop it! She began to slash me with a whip, ripping my bruised skin, screaming that I was the devils spawn! My entire body was twitching and about to explode!

She grabbed me by the hair and through me to my knees. Her husband began fucking my mouth as she held my head. I was so fucking turned on that I started squirting everywhere! My sinful sauce dripping off of both of them!

He was screaming that he was going to flush the evil out of me and fill me with good Christian cum until there was no more room for the whorish demon that was inside me!

Oh yes! Fuck the evil out of me! His wife screaming scriptures at me while her preacher husband forced his huge cock down my throat!

They beat me and fucked me until we were all covered in blood and cum! They only stopped when my battered cunt was torn and there was nothing but blood dripping from all of my fuck holes!

I don’t think I will ever stop being a fucking whore but I think I might ask the preacher and his wife over for some more bible study!

My First and Last XXX Snuff Porn

gangbang rape porn submissive blondeI answered an online ad for models for a gangbang rape porn shoot. I have been violated and gangbanged by men all my life, but never been paid for it. This was a chance to make money off of being a submissive whore. When I arrived there were a dozen or so men I met who would be my costars. I was given the code word “red,” to say if things got too rough for me and I needed a break. In all my life with masters and various men, no safe word has ever been honored. This was sounding promising.

The filming took place in a warehouse bathroom. To say it was disgusting would be praising it’s condition. The stench was awful. It smelled like death. I swear this was the bathroom from the original Saw movie. The  director instructed my costars to tie me up. This was to be a bound gangbang film. Duct tape immobilized my legs; rope on my arms restrained my upper body. The filming began once my body was secured. They fucked my ass, my mouth, my cunt repeatedly. I couldn’t escape the smell of death. I tried to push it out of my mind, but I knew something was up. This was all too good to be true for a subby bitch like me.

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While I was being drowned in cum, I saw blood on the floor in one of the stalls. The director realized I saw it. He grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the toilet and shoved my face into the nasty bloody water. “The next stall will be coated in your blood whore,” he snapped. Then he bounced my face off the cold hard toilet seat. I woke up on the floor, blood dried to my face, covered in jizz. I squinted to see better as stark light was hindering my eyesight.  Every man who had fucked me was holding some sort of deadly weapon. I saw a knife, a gun, a hatchet, a hammer, a chainsaw, brass knuckles, even a stiletto. I yelled “red” repeatedly hoping their weapons would drop to the floor.

“Stupid greedy whore. This is a XXX snuff porn shoot and you are the victim,” were the last words I heard before, “Snuff the bitch out.” I was bound, gagged, laying on a dingy floor when they charged me. I was stabbed, beaten, cut, shot…My fingers were being snapped off my hand. I could see nothing but red. As I laid in an huge pool of my own blood, unable to move or even speak, the director said, “Cut.” The final words I would ever hear. I thought it was over; that I would be released to get medical attention. Wrong. Cut meant cut my head off. I saw the axe rise above my bloody head, then everything went dark and cold, so very very cold.

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Sadistic phone sex

I thought this was a dream, I thought pinching myself would wake me up. I’m in a dark wet room. I am hiding from the beast. After he threw me against the wall I felt my left arm break. I ripped the bottom of my shirt off to make a sort of sling on for it. I don’t know how I got here. The last thing I remember is playing that stupid scary game with my brother. I don’t remember going to bed, but I can’t wake from this nightmare.

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I keep running but its not working Those things keep finding me. I feel something inside me moving. I don’t know what it is. I’m getting flash backs to this big bug holding me down. Then a bunch of men fucking me. They all shot their dirty demons loads into my pussy. I think they wanted me to get pregnant. I am pregnant with bugs.. or evil demon babies. Oh god. I hear someone.. its coming closer. I’m trying to be quiet, I am hiding in this small cabinet, praying to god to save me. The doors are ripped off and I feel claws and hands pulling me out. “There is no god. You are in hell bitch.”

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torture phone sex  “You fucking nigger bitch if I don’t kill you when I find you!” I was trying to play it cool and hide behind some boxes in the warehouse. The blood was seeping from my open wound and I wasn’t sure that I was going to be able to make it very far.  My guts were ripping apart at the sound of the knife that hit me there and the blood from my cunt was also dripping onto the edge of the knife. He wanted to play and I was so ready to do whatever it took to get out of this situation. But I know there is no escape for nigga slut that was trying to get away. I don’t know how many of them had taken me here I just knew that if I wanted to survive this game I had better keep quiet and not let them find me again. I had hit one of them with an icepick that unaware they had left shoved in my hole, and I was fighting with every last breath!

     One of them had lit the match and singed my hair while I was sucking his stick. I really was on fire! After putting it out, the piss and shit throwing started and I tried to fight them off while they spread my legs apart and squeezed themselves in my holes. I screamed, I bit, I tore flesh but they were doing more than fighting. They punched me in my face and razor cut me so many times I had lost count and the canines in the background were barking at the screams because they wanted blood. The only chance I had was to play dead and hope for them to go away. When one of them turned their back I guess to get more acid I tired and staggered to get up and disappeared in this shed. But I had to be leaving a bloody trail because soon the canines were after me and I heard the footsteps. Then I saw the flash of light and me being pulled to the middle of the floor. I was floating but they weren’t finished my legs were being forced apart and glass was inside of my pussy and acid was burning my flesh. But I felt nothing was I dead I don’t know all I know is I heard the dial tone and thud and a kick and maybe a snap but who can tell when you are dead?

A Bloody Mary Before Dinner

cannibalism phone sex torture bloodyAs I was suspended from a rafter, I heard blood curdling screams beneath me. It was dark. I could see nothing. Added to the mix was the sound of a chainsaw. I was shaking uncontrollably from fear. What carnage was going on beneath me. Was I next? The screams were deafening. I wanted to help but I was restrained and gagged. Suddenly I felt something warm and sticky spray my body. The screams stopped. I tried to be quiet, not to whimper. My heart was racing. Whatever had happened beneath my feet did not end well for the screaming girl.

I could feel myself being lowered down to the floor. I stepped in something warm, but wet. It was seeping between my toes. I was paralyzed with fear. Instinctively I knew I was in the middle of a blood bath. What I was feeling surrounding my feet was blood. Copious amounts of blood. Without warning bright lights came on. The lights were blinding, but I could see the dead girl in the bathtub. Her limbs severed and dangling in a macabre fashion. She looked like a slain China doll. Her blood had filled up the shallow tub she was contained in and overflowed onto the floor, engulfing me.

bloody phone sex tortureTwo men were gutting her like a pig. They appeared to be harvesting her organs. They pulled her eyes out from their sockets, put them on ice. They separated the vital organs like the heart, liver and kidneys from the intestines and the brain. I puked at the smell.  Surely this was a nightmare and I would wake up and be back at the club dancing. I watched a man in black rubber boots and a rubber apron, chop up the body parts they could not sell. The non worthy flesh was put in a industrial size blender. Puréed brain, intestines and sinew was poured into a cup.

I watched him chug it like it was a beer. I thought I would vomit. Then he poured a second glass, walked over to where I was hanging, pulled my head back and forced me to consume the bloody remains of the dead girl before my eyes. I was told if I spit it back up, I would be in the tub next. I tried to think of it  as just a Bloody Mary. I couldn’t understand what was going on. Was I a victim or an accomplice? He replied, “Neither. You are dinner. It’s customary to a have a drink before a meal.”