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The holidays are always a wonderful time for kidnapping!  I took cues from a friend and got a group to stake out one of the old country roads around here.  We had our great binoculars and were lying in wait for that one perfect meal…that one chubby girl who was going to unexpectedly have car trouble (courtesy of us).  I was on the spying team; and, I knew it was her as soon as I saw the car.  It was new; she had to be Daddy’s little girl; yep, not a scratch on the paint.  And, there she was, listening to her booming music; our good fortune was already evident…she wasn’t on her cell phone.  I radioed up the road; and, they threw down spikes. 

I was eager to see if it worked; so, I ran up the street and the girl was in shock.  Certainly, she’d never had a flat tire; they didn’t exist in her world.  After being paralyzed, she got out of the car and looked around it until she found the source of the problem.  She could see me as I neared her; and, she looked relieved.  Of course, my sole reason must be to help her!  I had to laugh at her…  She started asking me for help; and, I told her that I actually was stranded, too.  She was happy to have someone to bitch to…but unclear why I wasn’t sent there to be her savior. 

I told her to hand me her phone, that I’d call someone.  She happily obliged, glad that I was finally taking responsibility for her situation.  Then, my three friends emerged from the trees and brush; it was quite easy to subdue her.  I turned off the GPS on her phone; I decided to dispose of it later…I wanted to look through her pictures as she cooked and maybe ask questions.

At home, we were able to set her up in the oven (it was too hot to cook outdoors); and, I began talking with her about the pictures on her phone, her major in college, how she hated her sister (because the sister “got everything she wanted!”).  It was humorous; and, I felt cheated when one of my friends came up to her and sliced off her arm.  I asked what he was doing, to which he replied that he was making Bloody Mary drinks.  He winked and said, “The legit kind.”  I looked back at the girl; she was already dead from smoke inhalation; I looked at her driver’s license; her name was Martha, not Mary.  I shrugged; well, the name was close enough; and, I wondered how she would taste with vodka.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies with Venus

murder phone sex fantasies goth teenI have a confession to make. There are a lot of folks out there that annoy the fuck out of me. I have no tolerance for stupidly, even less for self entitled misogynistic pricks. A few months ago,  I met this dude who runs a tattoo and piercing place in his apartment.  I was looking to get my nipples pierced.  Turns out he had some penthouse type apartment  with a huge balcony and wonderful view of the city. Nicer than any place I had been in. I paid him for the nipple rings, then I took my top down and got ready to be pierced.  He said he needed to strap me down so I didn’t wiggle and loose a nipple. I figured it sounded logical. He was professional up until he pierced me. As soon as that stud went through my left nipple, he pulled out his cock and started jacking all over me.  I was strapped to that table. I was calling him every name in the book. He got on top of me as if he was gonna penetrate me. But, he underestimated my desire to control my body and what is done to it. I said, come up closer, let me suck your dick. Tried to tell him he didn’t have to force himself on the willing. Instructed him to feel my cunt if he had any doubts. He didn’t know that my pussy was wet because I was about to hurt him deadly.

He straddled my face and put his worthless pecker in my mouth. I mean a real man doesn’t have to force a woman. I bit that sucker clean off too. Blood was spurting everywhere. I was covered in blood. Yummy, sticky, sweet tasting blood. He curled up on the floor in fetal position and screamed in pain. Took me a few minutes to finagle the knife outta my pocket and cut that strap freeing myself, but I did. I am not without my resources. I leaped off that table, spit his limp dick in his face and kicked him in his balls. I then took my knife slashed him a few times.  I sat back, covered in his blood and masturbated as he laid there moaning and crying like a pussy.

He didn’t deserve to live. You can’t violate a woman and think you can get away with it. He was crying like a baby on his floor, begging for mercy, offering to pay me whatever I wanted. I wanted his life, nothing more, nothing less. Self entitled prick thought he could buy my mercy, buy my silence. But how to snuff him out? I could just stab him a few more times and let him bleed out like the worthless pig he is or I could push his sorry ass off his balcony. I went with option B. I dragged him to the balcony, forced him up on his feet and pushed him over the railing. Took almost no strength as he was little snippet of a man weak from bleeding. Very troll like. He landed in a garbage bin. How perfect was that? He would be taken out with the trash, like the garbage he was. Not a person in site either. It was fate.  I had his DNA all over me. I could claim self defense if I had too. I could hear it now, “Yes officer,  he tied me down and sexually assaulted me and when I broke free he tried to kill me. I was just defending myself, so I grabbed a knife and just slashed frantically to keep him away from me. I guess we ended up on the balcony and he fell over. I had no choice, he was gonna kill me.”  Of course they would believe me. If they ever found him, his loss of manhood could be attributed to the fall or rats. They would never find his worthless cock anyway because I took it as a souvenir. A reminder that no man would ever assault me again.

Turns out though, no one missed his worthless ass. I am sure I was not the first woman he forced himself on, but I was certainly gonna be the last. Hell, I’ll castrate you if you want. Felt good to go all Loreena Bobbitt on a piece of human trash. If you don’t know how to use it properly, you shouldn’t have it anyway.

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Candy

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Once in a great while I like to bring a fellow follower of the ways in which I Worship into My play time.  One such Sister is “Vivika” to whom I have grown rather fond of.  She is Russian and She is a bitch through and through.  I adore Her.  Her tastes are a bit different then My own, but I thought it in good taste that Our first outing would be along the lines of something She could really get into.

Her and I found a man whom She could really sink Her teeth into, literally.  He was mesmerized by the both of Us.  It was easy to have him come with Us.  After all, We were the candy, and isn’t it said that is the perfect lure?  She drove Us to Her place, or at least I thought it was Her place, until We got inside.  She drew Me to Her, She tasted like a mixture of perfume and Vodka as Her lips pressed against Mine.  The kiss was heated, intense, filled with dark promises of that which was to soon come.

He came up to Us, pressing his hands against Our bodies.  She pulled away smiling at Me.  I knew what that smile meant immediately as I have had the same smile play across My lips before I delved into My twisted playtime.  I kissed him deeply, holding him tightly to Me.  My eyes were open as She stepped behind him, She pressed Her bare breasts against his back.  I placed My gloved hand upon the back of his neck, he tried to pull away, but could not.  I smiled at Her over his shoulder, he was becoming angry as he knew something was wrong.

She licked her full red lips then bit down onto his neck.  He started to swear, pressing against the wall behind Me trying desperately to push Her back so that he could get away.  I grabbed his wrists as Her teeth broke the flesh.  He screamed, eyes wide, She bit down harder, he started to fall to his knees.  She lifted Her eyes to Me and I saw lust, hunger, enjoyment and heaven.

 

Crimson Part 5

   7 months, 29 days, 13 hours and 12 minutes. That’s how long I had been planning for this night. For months I sat silently in the shadows, watching my prey. Months of meticulous prepping and planning for this moment. I had had this poor girl in my dungeon for days. After the initial joy of the hunt faded, I only popped down into the dungeon to make sure she wasn’t dead or dying. The blood from the many slices I had made to her body had long lost its vibrant crimson hue, and was now the depressing brown of congealed blood. She was missing an eye from where I had ripped it out if it’s socket, and a few fingernail had been torn from their beds as well, but other than that I hadn’t really sone much with the little cunt. Occasionally I would go down and carve small patterns on her smooth flesh, but after while she stopped screaming and I would get bored… Don’t get me wrong, she was great while she screamed and begged and pleaded but now she was complacent and quiet. She had accepted her fate. As upsetting as it was, it was time to end it. It was a quick death, a shot of Bleach straight into her heart. She was dead within minutes, and I quickly got to work disposing of her mangled corpse. The time I spent planning this little… excursion… was defiantly worth it.TabooPhoneSexMagenta

Home Invasion Phone Sex * Brother and Sister

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Next to hunting down victims, the best thrill is being a good accomplice. But even better is when my partner in crime plays a victim too. They don’t want to be known as an evil doer, and that gives me so much more room to play. This time it was a very dirty man who wanted to fuck his sister. He had always wanted her, but was so Home Invasion Phone Sex Reagan much older than her. It had to look like I was going to force him to fuck her. I waited till the evening and when I saw them inside alone, I entered the house through the back door. I did not even bother to hide who I was, since there would be no witnesses after tonight.

Of course the stupid slut screamed, I was expecting that.. so I sucker punched and knocked her out. Her brother tied her up good and tight and when she awoke I had a gun to his head a knife to her throat and I told her to open wide. Brother marked his territory alright, and she choked it down through tears. I did not even have to say a word, brother told her he was being forced to violate her or I would kill them both. I just laughed. What a lying sack of shit, right?

He had his way with her, fucked every hole while she cried like a dumb bitch. It was fun to watch cause I knew this would not be a happy ending. After I grew tired of her cries and his grunts of carnal lust at the expense of his sister, I shot them both. And since I did not touch a thing. I just wiped my prints off the gun and put it in his hands. Another murder suicide. One of my best staged scenes.

Distruction Is A Great Cover

snuff phonesex karmaI will never forget the urge to go to Mississippi after hurricane Katrina hit. Seeing all the destruction on tv made my cunt yearn to be there. So I packed a bag and hit the road. The destruction didn’t disappoint me. Buildings everywhere reduced to rubble, the wood no more then match sticks. The flooded streets had bloated bodies floating face down. The smell of death was in the air. It made me feel alive. And what better time to go on a killing spree? Fuck so many people were dead and missing that this was the perfect cover and I took full advantage of it. I wasn’t picky, I killed anything I saw that was still alive be it human or animal. Blood covered my hands for weeks while I wondered around. No one noticed, no one paid attention. People were to self absorbed in their pain and suffering. Pain and suffering that served to keep my cunt hotter then hell. It was two weeks of sensory over load for my wicked ass. All the pain all the suffering all the death and the ability to kill at will in any way I wanted to. Knowing that I was leaving and that the body count was so fucking high anyway, the cops and national guard worried about looting and providing shelter, food and water to survivors that they wouldn’t even be thinking about looking for me. I was in and out of town in a flash. It was the best vacation I have ever taken. The first of many visits I have made since to disaster zones to get my fill of blood. snuff phonesex disaster

Listen To The Hummmmm

violent phonesex angieI pull the string and it vibrates in my hands, humming, singing to me, sending waves of adrenalin coursing through my veins. She lays there gagged, wide eyed watching, shaking, defecating all over herself from fear, naked, cold, nipples hard, sweat pouring out of every pore in her body. I stand over her holding it, feeling every nerve ending in my body come alive.The blood will squirt and spatter all over my walls. Hunks of flesh will fly and hit my body hot and sticky. I know what is about to happen. My knees are weak with anticipation. I hold the base of the humming machine against my dlit and enjoy the feel of it, enjoying her terrified sobs. It is time, I grab the gag and rip it from her mouth I want to hear the scream. It won’t last long but I want to hear it non the less. Slowly I lower the whirling blade of my chain saw to her throat a fist full of her dark hair in my hand, I can feel the blade touch her skin and I go as slow as I can. Watching her flesh rip and tear and the blood begin to fly. The scream is deafening, ringing in my ears as I slowly sink the blade into her neck, severing her head from her body. I lift it and delight at the blinking eyes, the muscles still twitching. Throwing it into the commode, eyes wide and staring into space, I reach down and smear her blood all over me, cumming in long hard spasms. Decapitation is so delightful!violent phonesex body

Bloody Phone Sex with Venus: Oops, Did I Do That?

bloody phone sex knife sadisticI was trying to see my future with my crystals and tarot cards today. This is a weekly ritual I do. But this stupid cunt in the apartment below me was blaring her music and interrupting my concentration. I pounded on the floor and yelled at her to turn her music the fuck down. It was some god awful modern country crap about a tractor being sexy. What the fuck? This bitch needed some manners, not to mention some fucking taste in music.

I grabbed my big ass knife to scare the cunt and pounded on her door. I was like what the fuck did you not understand about turn the music down. The bitch got mouthy with me. I pushed her outta my way and back into her apartment. I slapped her hard across the face and told her to shut the fuck up. I explained I was not the bitch to mess with, especially today. I was PMSing big time. Well, she called me a troll. What the hell? So, I cut her. No one talks disrespectfully to me. Especially not some rude little cunt. I slashed her face harder and deeper than I intended. Blood spurted on my face and I got a bit intoxicated from it. I love blood. Well, other people’s blood. She was whining and holding her face, trying to stop the flow of blood spurting out when I just go so enthralled, I slashed the bitch again and again and again. Blood was spewing out her face like a fucking geyser.   Me bad. I just lost control. She was rude, whiny and disrespectful.  Plus she had bad taste in music. The cunt didn’t deserve to live. There was blood everywhere. It was a mess, but a quiet mess. I marched back upstairs, hide my knife and got my tarot cards. Went back down to her place, laid in the blood and read my future. No jail for me because no one will miss a rude, whiny and disrespectful bitch. Do you got one in your life who  needs to be snuffed out? I am the perfect accomplice.

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Taste For Virgin Blood

You enjoy taking me from the inside and working your way out. Nothing excites you quite like that first stream of blood running out of my pussy. I remember the first time you made me bleed. It seems so long ago. U spread my leg and your digusting mouth hung open, drooling over my fresh virgin blood.  You dipped your fingers in and tasted it like a tot tasting cotton candy for the first time.

You made me taste it as well. The coppery flavor of the first blood drove my senses wild. I was so young, and you are so evil. I didn’t want to like it. I didn’t want to like you. But there we were, sharing my virgin blood. Together in a moment of horrow with blood on our lips. You took everything from me that day, and have continued to own my life every day since.

Now you must use your knives and your barbed tools to create that blood dripping from my tiny pussy. Its red, its real, but nothing is satisfying you like that first blood. You get angry and take your rages out on me. You beat me, cut me, burn me, and yet nothing can give you what you want. You took it too soon you stupid,greedy,evil man. That earns me another slice across my chest. But it enrages you even more that you know I like it.

You taste the blood from my chest, and spit it back in my face. It will never be good enough. My body is full of the blood you thought would quench you, but it doesn’t. You need my help. Please let me go and I promise I will lure in what you desire so. I promise I will come back. You have power over me, and I know you are almost ready to trust me. Trust me and make the deal that will quench your bloody taste.

Demon Fucking Tearing Me Apart

You let the creature loose inside my cell. He is grotesque. Some sort of fucking monster. Is this what you’ve been working on? This is the evil creature you swore you would create to terrorize us girls, your prisoners? Oh my god, what the fuck does it want? Its not even human but you gave it a huge cock?? You’re going to have this monster fuck me?

You rage with laughter as your creation is alive and hungry for exactly what you programmed to be hungry for – pussy and flesh.  My blood runs cold as your monster grabs ahold of me. There is nothing behind its eyes except blackness and hunger. Its no less than a wild animal with the strength of 5 men. It grabs me and begins to sloppily grope my naked body, hungry and curious. Its cock is huge and hard and slimy, just like the rest of it.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Get this thing out of my cell before it hurts me!! Its too late, I am in its grasp and even you couldn’t save me now. You’ve created an evil even greater than your own. You plan to watch this thing fuck me to shreds.  I feel faint but I feel its digusting breath breathing all over my body, smelling me like a fucking animal. It shoves me to the ground and climbs on top – its cock poking at my tiny body searching for the wet pussy it wants as it howls a noise like I have never heard before.

Its cock finds my cunt and it doesnt hesitate as it slams it deep inside. I can feel my pussy rip apart and the blood begin to flow. I see the creatures eyes dilate from the scent of fresh blood, and it shows its teeth – like a row of knives – and it buries its mouth deep into the side of my neck as it fucks me…  The last thing I see is you, youre watching with such pride… Your work is coming to fruition right before your eyes.