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Bloody Sexual Pleasure

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For days, I’ve had this guy calling me.  He wanted to play; and, I was finally in the mood to oblige him.  So, we met at the BDSM club down the street.  This man wanted to please me so very much; and I was about to please him…to the point of pain and probably death.

I restrained his hands above his head with leather cuffs.  Then, I used a soft feather, tracing it all over his naked body.  He was already aroused, looking at my luscious tips and leather gear.  He was relishing in the fact that he could see every inch of my body.

Next, I took an industrial-size vibrator and began sliding it all over his body; I paid extra attention to his asshole and nipples.  Then, I moved the vibrator up and down the shaft of his cock, gently touching his balls and tip.  His head was leaning back and I knew he was about to cum.  I told him that he could, and he did.  But the fun hadn’t even begun.

I picked up a couple of prongs that were hooked to an electrical device; and, then, I clamped them on his balls.  Now the fun was really going to begin.  I attached a couple of nipple clamps, that weighed four pounds each, to his hard nipples; his nipples were tearing.  The flesh wouldn’t last long.  Then, I picked up a buffer; I revved it up and winked at him.

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I pushed the fierce electric, vibrating machine to his crotch.  He instantly yelled because of the power; and, without my consent, he came loudly, blood gushing between his legs.  I rebuked him for not asking for my permission; and, he apologized and said it would never happen again.  I chuckled because I intended on really challenging that statement.

Over and over again, I pushed the machine against his crotch.  I watched as the nipple clamps finally gave way, leaving his fleshy chest torn.  I could see the tissue!  Yes, I had played with him as he requested, and now he would never forget it!  Now, it was time to finish the job: I took a crop to his bloody groin and began beating his fleshy mess as hard as I could.  Finally, his penis ruptured; and, having lost so much blood, I stabbed him in the chest…but not before I cut off his penis, then trampled it under my boots.

Things That Make Them Go Boom

Going through the basement and spring cleaning I found a box of goodies. Left over fireworks from the fourth of July and a couple of little goodies that my friend in the military gave me to play with, a little brick of C-4. I remember when he gave it to me and told me to go blow some shit up I had all kinds of ideas and yet somehow I put it up and forgot about it. But now my cunt is dripping with cum as my mind decides what to do with my goodies. There are a couple of little twits that have been irking my last nerve over the last few months. I have been waiting for something special enough to take care of them and I believe this is it. I can see them shaking and naked right here in my basement, tied face to face. I can feel the sweet softness of their asses as I spread them wide and begin inserting fireworks in them before lighting them and watching as they jump and scream only to become a tangled mess that falls to the floor unable to escape the pain and horror of it. But the best part will come when I drag them to the field behind my house and break off small amounts of C-4, attaching a little piece to a finger and a toe before detonating it. Slowly blowing off bits and pieces of their bodies until I am left with nothing but two bloody torsos. That is when I will use the last of the C-4, placing it between their bellies and detonating it, enjoying the feel of the pieces of flesh blowing apart and hitting me as they fly into indistinguishable chunks of flesh. torture phonesex boom

Haunted Cabin

torture phonesex cabinSo urban legend has it that deep in the woods is a cabin. It is supposed to have belonged to a family a long time ago. The grand father went crazy and chopped the whole family up with a chain saw and then killed himself. It is said to be haunted and that at night you can hear the crazy laughter of the mad old man and the sound of his chain saw. Of course I had to go looking for it. Just the thought made me crazy fucking horny. I would love to get fucked by the mad man’s ghost. As I am walking in the distance I hear a faint hum. Where is that coming from? I am deep in the woods I follow the sound and soon I see the silhouette of a cabin. But there is no electricity out here, what is that noise? The old man’s chain saw? When I get to the cabin I can see a generator sitting on the porch and a gas can next to it. Some one must be squatting out here and my cunt gets wet thinking of how I can fuck him out here in this haunted cabin. When I open the door I get the best surprise ever. There is a white table in the middle of the room and a cord connected to the generator that has an autopsy saw on the other end. Blood is ever where and the body is laid open as if I interrupted the procedure. When I pick up the instrument and continue the procedure, he appears with a rock hard cock and a wicked smile and I know we are about to have some real fun!torture phonesex body

Follow my dark path

accomplice phone sex Reagan2I bet your holding your hard cock wondering what the fuck just happened. Well you called on me, and now you will know what it is like to serve a twisted Goddess as myself. I am always looking for special slaves to torture and train to cater to my every perverted whim. You will be desperate to serve and please me. I understand your desires to be used and abused and owned. You will be humiliated and I will laugh. I will sit on your face and use your mouth as a toilet.accomplice phone sex Reagan1

And only when I see that you are a worthy “Reagan-eer” I will start taking you down my dark dark path. You will find them for me, and I will torture them for you. Since my holiest of holes is never for dirty cock use, I will let you feel a twitching cunt while she takes her last breath. Then you will clean up our mess. You crave the blood sport as I do, and you do need a Supreme Female to worship don’t you?  

Beating Around the Bush

I saw a young fucking brat at the park today while I was walkin around drinking. Nothing pisses me off more than a little boy alone in the park, just waiting for someone big and scary and tough to come along and rough him the fuck up. I decided to go easy on this one. When I approached him, I looked around innocently and asked where his Mom was. Then I grabbed a cinderblock underneath the swing set and swung it at his fucking head. WHACK! Yes, that’s what I’m talking about, motherfuckers! His teeth flew outta his lying little brat mouth and a bloody burst of saliva and red fluid flew across the park. It was such a precious sight, I couldn’t stop myself from pulling at the drawstring on his swim trunks and winding around his little neck until his face turned purple and his sputtering died down along with his lifespan. Goodbye little bitch. I hope you like it in Hell. I hear the weather’s great. Hahahahaha.

Snuffed Out

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Have you ever wanted someone to just disappear?

Have you ever pushed someone to the very edge of fear?

So scared the only voice they have to scream with is tears?

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Its a glorious site

to see that fright

when their light turns to dark

and you have extinguished their spark

Have you ever wanted someone to beg

crying and holding so tight to your leg

pathetic and sad as fragile as an egg

you crack

it

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the shell breaks and the blood flows out

turns bright red and the blood flows out

I smile as the blood flows out

you look to find the lips sewn shut

eyes forced open

ears stuffed closed

its a glorious site

to see that fright

when the light is now dark

you have taken that spark

your stomach turns

and the vomit wont come out

consumed the bile

taboo phone sex Reagan2with every cut you feel release

the egg flows against your sheath

you smile down at what you have created

your demon’s now have been abated

Nightmare On Elmo Street

torture phonesex elmoShe is one of the youngest ones I have ever taken. She was sitting there in the department store in front of the television sets watching Sesame Street. Singing the little songs and counting with the Count. I waited a long time and no one came around. It was like she was put theere just for me. She didn’t resist when I asked her to come with me. She seemed like she was in a trance almost. It was just eerie enough to be perfect for me. Tonight she would see Sesame Street in a whole new light. I am going to give her A Nightmare On Elmo Street. Elmo was molesting all the little ones on Sesame Street. The grown ups all got together and cornered him in the alley by Big Bird’s nest and set him on fire, burning him alive. He will exact his revenge by waiting until the characters of Sesame Street fall asleep. Then he will creep into their dreams and kill them one by one. Big Bird is first since it was by his nest that he was set on fire and burned to death. Sesame Street wil become Elmo Street when he is done. All this is going to haunt her dreams with nightmares as Elmo finishes with everyone on Sesame Street and comes to kill her in her sleep. Her bed time story will paint a graphic picture of bloody images of Elmo terrorizing Sesame Street as he dismembers everyone from the Cookie Monster to Big Bird. When he is done he is coming for the little ones and she is going to be first on his hit list. I can’t wait till she falls asleep and begins to toss and turn from the nightmares as I do Elmo’s bidding and kill her in her sleep. How evil for me to twist such a sacred show designed to entertain and educate the brats for years on how to be kind and share and be fair…..This is just going to be more fun then I can imagine, and it was dropped right into my lap!torture phonesex angie

My Little Victims

torture phonesex karmaThey are little reminders of my sweet little victims. I play with them and love them and cum as I recall the horror I caused the ones that they represent. There is the sweet little one that I dismembered. Cutting her up and then carefully reassembling her limp and lifeless body piece by piece. Carefully stapling each body part back together until she resembled my own little Frankenstein. Ahhh remembering the screams of agony as I kept her alive as long as possible strategically cutting away. Then there was the lovely little one that looked so sweet and innocent. Bashing her skull and watching her brains and blood flow out and down her pretty little dress. I regret ending her so quickly. I should have made her suffer so much more. Then there was the mouthy little wench that I call Chatty Katie. She was so cheerful and oblivious to what was about to happen. A fucking little ray of sunshine. I had to sew her little mouth shut before I started on her.  The muffled screams were just what my evil heart needed after listening to her for far to long. And the cute little blonde whose eyes I gouged out with precision, causing her pain and agony. Watching her flounder around unable to see. Trying to run away and running into trees. That was a glorious afternoon of mayhem. And my favorite, my little demon son with his little bottle full of blood. The little one that I hope to have some day when my Master impregnates me with his demon seed.torture phonesex creepy doll

All Is Fair

torture phonesex karmaI love the lights and rides, the smell of food and little faces all sticky with cotton candy and candied apples. It is a variable smorgasbord of little flesh for the taking. So many people that bodies are one against the other and getting caught up in the crowd and excitement creates just enough confusion to let me snatch cute little innocent bodies with out being noticed. Until it is to late that is. I had my eyes on two little girls. Identical twins. Long dark hair. Big oriental shaped eyes. Hoping up and down on one foot with anticipation of what was coming next. Pulling this way and that and giving the adults with them a hard time keeping up. The perfect combination for a quick abduction. Following them in the crowd was easy for me. Waiting for just the right moment was a tad harder. My hand on my cunt the whole time, imagining what they were gong to look like with their hair matted to their skulls from the blood that would be covering their little bodies. As soon as I had them in my grasp I knocked their little asses out. Tonight will be full of cunt dripping fun for me, I can’t wait to hear their screams as I torture them until they pass out from the pain.

Sweet Little Pussy Lips

torture phonesex angieCastration is such a wonderfully fun procedure. I love it when I can use a dull, rusty blade and make pain so much more intense. I love when the wound gets infected and my newly castrated patient becomes weak with fever which is always followed by them becoming delirious. If course when most people think of castration,the instantly think of males. However I do not discriminate when it comes to administering pain to my victims and I am just as happy castrating young pussy as well. And today I have some sweet young bald pussy lips to remove. Slowly and carefully. No anesthesia is necessary. A nice sterile sharp scalpel is not required. All I need is this sweet young victim, tied to my table. Legs spread wide open with her eyes wide and full of fear. This nice dull knife that has so much rust on it you can’t tell it was ever silver. And this yearning deep in my pussy to draw blood and cause pain. My cunt tingles as I grab that pussy lip and pull it, placing the blade on the top part, pushing the blade into the skin the first drop of blood and the scream flow forth together and my cunt contracts in anticipation of the orgasm that will surely come. torture phonesex casteration