Having Torture sex with master! He came in the room to tell me I have five minutes to get ready. I’m sitting on my bed waiting for further instructions. My head is down when he walks into the room. He has his snuff sex duffle bag in his left hand. He always brings this with him if we are not in the play room.
He sits it down at my feet. Unzips it and takes out some rope, a knife, and superglue. I’m really scared but I maintain my position. He lays them on the bed beside me. He rubs my hair with his palm and asks me to close my eyes. I close them. I feel a wet burning liquid hit them. I go to open my eyes and master takes his fingers to hold them down. He is gluing my eyelids shut! He takes away his hands and I try to open my eyes. I cant! The pain that it caused to try was sickening.
He laughed. “I don’t want you to see anything coming just feel it!” I could here him shuffling stuff on the bed. He grabbed my arm and i instinctively jerked it away. He slashed my shoulder. I felt the blood trickle down my arm. He laughed again and took my arm and ripped it out of its socket and tied it up to something with the rope he had pulled out earlier ,I assumed. The pain was unbearable. I could feel the tears in my eyes. Master finished tying my whole body up to where I was in the shape of a star. Master then took something and lifted it up to my neck. It was cold and felt like metal. The knife. He sliced my throat from one side to the other. I screamed in pain as the blood gushed out. I felt dizzy.
Then I felt the same sensation of the knife on my nipples. Master pulled up my left nipple and sliced it off with the knife. Then he lifted the right nipple and did the same then. I felt as if it was simultaneously. I screamed so loud that I hurt my own ears! I instinctively tried to open my eyes and ripped my eye open. All I could see was blood. Mixed with the tears I was shedding it burned so bad. Why was master doing this to me. Because he could. He got on top of me then and rammed his huge cock inside of my pussy. He was thrusting inside me. He started punching me in the face over and over. He came inside me.
I felt my life source leaving my body. I felt that same cold metal brush my clit. I screamed no. He laughed. He then took the knife and pushed it inside me. I screamed over and over. I wish I would just hurry up and die! he kept fucking me with the knife over and over. My mind was cloudy. I didn’t know what was real anymore. I’m sure the whole bed was soaked in my blood. I cried but stopped screaming I was to weak to scream anymore. I couldn’t breath. The knife no longer hurt but I knew he was still fucking me with it. A deep sea of blackness took over me, and I ceased to exist.
Halloween is coming up soon and it has me feeling really frisky and twisted so I set up my very own haunted maze in an abandoned asylum near my house. The locals all claim that it is haunted with the spirits of the crazy people that were tortured there… I don’t know if it is really haunted or not but I do know that it will soon be filled with fresh corpses and new ghosts when I am done! I have filled the place with all of my favorite accomplices, really sick and twisted individuals that love to kill as much as I do… and after I go hunting tonight there will be plenty of victims for them to choose from. I’m thinking that I will get a nice mix of runaway teens and tiny little brats for my friends to chase… and none of them will be leaving this place alive! I can be sure of one thing, if this place isn’t haunted yet, it will be after tonight!
