You crave to hear the screams and pleas as much as I do, and I’ve got a new victim for us to taunt and torture. When I picked this one up, she was selling some shit for her school, how cute is that? I made it seem like I was interested in whatever crap she was selling then I knocked her out with one hard hit to the head. Now I’ve got her out here in the middle of nowhere so not a single person can hear her screams and cries for help. Well, except us of course, but we love it! She isn’t going to love any of this at all! I can see the fear in her eyes as she cries and begs to be let go. “Please I’ll do anything!” and “Please don’t hurt me, I’m a good girl!” Ha, no you WERE a good girl we are about to make you a very bad girl and it’s going to hurt like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. But I certainly don’t tell them that, I want them to think they have a chance of surviving for a bit, just so they do what I tell them with minimum resistance. This lil fucking cunt though, must have thought she was something special or some shit! She begged me not to kill her because “I have so much going for me, I’m going to do big things in the world.” Um, no bitch you are nothing! Nothing but a lil whore for my amusement and pleasure. And that’s when I cut her throat, but not enough to kill her quite yet, but enough for her to know she wasn’t going to be making it. I rub my pussy as you fuck her in all her lil virgin holes, laugh in her face as she cries, and punish her with my piss and shit when she becomes a little too squirmy. Her time is coming to the end, and I have no idea how I want to off this slut…the more blood the better right?
Tag: evil phone sex
I’ve got a new victim
Tell Me A Story
I want you to tell me a story. Not so I can hold the information against you but to make me wet. I want to hear about your deepest, darkest, nastiest, bloodiest secret. I don’t care if you have actually done it, or just think about doing it, I want to know. Maybe it involves someone young, or your ex-wife, or some bitch at work. I don’t care. I want to hear about what you do to them, how you cause them pain way beyond what can be felt with the flesh.
I want to hear about how you keep them, torture them, make them scream or moan. How you play mind games with them, or leave trinkets from their missing loved ones. I want to know about trophy’s you have kept, did you get off on them? Or is it more of a satisfaction of a job well done.
Are you proficient at what you do, or are you progressing with each piece of shit you see fit to train or do away with? I honestly want to know. Think of me as your priest, except I cannot give you forgiveness, but of course you aren’t looking for forgiveness…are you?
Pain Whore
He made me stand in front of him. I could see the video camera rolling behind him. He told me to strip. I did. I always do everything he tells me to. He has control of my mind because he controls the pleasure in my body. He controls it with pain. He always toys with me by asking me what I would like to do. He doesn’t really care, its just a cat toying with a mouse. His way of showing me that my thoughts don’t matter. He tells me to get the club with the blades on the end. My favorite.
I see his cock rise as he imagines the blood that will soon flow from my pussy. His voice is kind and quiet, but his thoughts and desires are as dark and evil as can be had. He tells me to put the club on the floor and squat over it. He watches calmly, stroking his cock slowly. I squat over the club and all the sharp blades. I can feel the cold steel licking at my pussy lips. I want to feel the cold fire that they cause when they slice through my cunt. He knows I want it, and he makes me wait.
My legs are trembling, as I hover over the pleasure he controls. He tells me to look into the camera and beg him for what I need. I am a fuckpig whore and I cannot help myself. I look at the camera and beg to feel the blades cut me. Tears run down my cheeks, not from fear, but from love, for this man who can give me everything I need. He wants to witness my mutilation, and I want to feel the release of my life blood all over the dirty floor. I finish begging to the camera and I look at him one last time. He simply nods, and I know that I can now drop down and split myself open. The pain is so sharp and sudden that my scream is silent. As the room goes dark, I see him cumming into the air…
Sadistic phone sex with Morticia
It was a night of celebration. A night used to make sacrifices to our lord. The king of darkness. We wanted him to be happy and to come celebrate with us. We had two whores who haven’t even hit puberty yet. We dressed them in the see through black cloaks, nothing on underneath them. We started out by feasting on the wildlife around us. We then started our ritual for sacrifice. We spread open their young bald cunts and started rubbing their clits in-front of the roaring fire. We were pouring wine off each others bodies. Touching and pleasing each others body’s. Finally we started seeing our master appear within the fire. We started cutting the whore’s wrists and spraying the blood over the fire. We then turned our attention to the male sacrifices. We sucked their cocks and pushed in a iv needle. We took some of the virgins blood into their balls. Then we laid down with the men and breed with the virgin blood that is tainted with our lords seed. Next we will wait and see if we get pregnant with our dark lords seed.
Ass rape porn or a Butt rape porn fantasy
Ass rape porn or a butt rape porn fantasy will be granted to a few perverts I know and babysit for. These gaping assholes seem to think they can give me a ride home and try getting some. Pa Lease, yeah seriously I wear these cutesy outfits and act all sweet and innocent, but that doesn’t mean shit! Well, actually I lied, it’s all part of my sadistic plan and manipulation is sweet and tasty like my cunt.
The plan; I catch the fathers off guard when I know the mother/ wife will be away, in fact I set it up *wink*. I skip on over to victim #1’s house and ring the bell. When Mr. Reardan answered the door I turned on the charm and made sure my back was to the door as I bent over to fix my shoelace. Granting Mr. Reardan a fine view and oh I think i forgot my panties. Lured in I push past him and grabbed his tie like a leash and pulled him along. I shove him down on the bed as I raise my skirt up and pull a dildo out and start fucking myself with it. Making him strip and crawl across the bed to me as I giggle. Motioning him to turn around I get his ass right where I want it. I take his tie and loop it up and toss over his head.
Grabbing the tie tight I strangle him as I take his ass cherry against his will, or was it that SOB fucking shot a load as I pushed in and pulled the tie. I pull out and remove the tie, he’ll be passed out for a bit. I roll him over and see his cock is still hard and decided to take a ride. I suffocated him as I rode his cock to my own pleasure.
The next guy will not get off so easily.
Random Acts Of Kindness… Right…
I saw the biggest and fattest bitch today. I mean damn! She would make a rhino feel skinny. Any way Big Daddy told me he wasn’t working today. Something about Random Acts of Kindness day bullshit. This nigga ain’t nice what the fuck is he gonna do? Help a old bitch across the street?
Anyway I realized if Big Daddy was gonna be nice today then I will be nice too. But then I saw that cow and I just got so angry. How the fuck can one person get so god damn big? Anyway Fatty was going to be my act of kindness. She was riding around in her scooter that her fat piled over and she could barley squeeze herself out of her door. I fallowed her to the dumpster and offered to help her. This bitch was out of breath riding in a scooter.
Anyway I fallowed her back into her house and one we were there I turned off her scooter. HAHAHA. I grabbed her fat arm and jiggled it. I told her she needed to go on a diet. All I heard was her blah blah blah. I ran to my place and grabbed some diet pills. Well they weren’t diet pills but laxatives. I figured it would be kind to help her lose weight. Even if I had to make her shit herself to death she would have lost some weight.
Well while I was shoving these pills down this fat cunts throat I noticed one of those Electric knives… I giggled with pleasure as my pussy got wet. I grabbed it and started getting closer and closer to the fat whore. She tried to get away but she just flipped her chair over on her big fat leg. She couldn’t get it off herself. I kept laughing. I told her that If I cut a little off the sides of her legs she would be able to move. But then her top half would look funny too. I started hacking and cutting off pieces of her arm fat, watching it jiggle against the blades. Then the damn knife stopped. It got jammed with all her fat . Ugh this bitch smelled like death and she wasn’t even dead yet. She did however lose about 20 pounds.. I was proud of the random act of kindness I did today. I wonder what Big Daddy did.
Random acts of kindness? Evil is always better!
Apparently today is Random Acts of Kindness day, and well, as you know I am not quite the kind-spirited type. In fact, I absolutely cannot stand this entire month that is filled with so much love and kindness and that fucking bullshit. However, I figured why not give it a shot? I can be randomly kind to SOMEONE today, can’t I?! Well that’s what I thought, and I swear I sure did try…but I suppose I am not exactly cut out to be nice. Before I got a chance to do something kind for someone else, this chick ahead of me in line at the store paid for my groceries! Wow, how nice I thought, until she started telling me how I ‘looked like I couldn’t afford it’, and ‘aren’t I lucky she was there to help.’ Seriously this bitch was going on and on about how she was just devoting her life to help those in need and how she knew that because she was so nice to everyone else she was going to heaven to be right by the Lord’s side. But I could feel this bitch judging me as she looked over my revealing outfit and as she walked me to my car and noticed unlike her it wasn’t some 2015 Cadillac. I swear I tried to be nice to this woman – up until she asked me if I ever considered not dressing so slutty and getting a real job. I wanted to rip her fucking head off right then – EXCUSE ME BITCH?! But instead, I had a better idea, so I forced a smile and nodded, telling her if she followed me to my place I would gladly take some pointers from her, and of course this bitch could not help herself! She followed me to my house and I had her on her hands and knees begging to cum in no time – I made her my little pet. I allowed my other pets to fuck her, abuse her and best of all punish her with my most painful devices. She was my favorite pet to humiliate…however I am not kind enough to keep such a revolting bitch alive for too much longer so after a little extra suffering and humiliation she can go see if the Lord still wants her by his side hahahaha!
No Good Deed
There is a saying that goes: “No good deed goes unpunished.” But what if the person who does the good deed also doles out the punishment? I am all about helping out and being kind…riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. That is why on Random Acts of Kindness Day (who comes up with this shit?) I decided to do something oh so kind to someone who deserved it.
I cannot stand men who are up and up Tools. Actually asshole guys in general are not my thing. If I wanted to hang out with an asshole, I’ll cut it off someone and carry their sphincters around in my back pocket. It could be my best friend. Anyway, back to it. I was out driving around because it has been seriously nice here where I live and I saw a guy sitting on his porch drinking a beer. Normally I wouldn’t stop, but dude was gorgeous. I pulled over, walked up to him and asked him if I could have a beer.
He smiled and said, “Sure.” We sat outside for a bit then we went inside to ‘talk’. Nah, we went inside to fuck. He kept looking at himself in a full length mirror the whole time he was fucking me. Making faces, watching himself, saying how good he was and how lucky I was for having his cock inside of me. After he came; which by the way was done facing the mirror into his hand so he could watch himself ejaculate; he laid down next to me and said, “Aren’t you going to thank me?”
Oh I was going to thank him alright. I excused myself to go and get my cigs and a couple more beers. I came back and offered him one of my cigs. He said, “Why don’t you hold it to my lips for me, that is what other bitches I have fucked have done for me.” So I KINDLY agreed. I placed the cig against his lips, and lit it. He took a few drags of it then he didn’t look so well. I handed him his already open beer, he chugged it down, and he actually started to look worse. There I was, waiting on him hand and foot out of pure kindness and he had the nerve to accuse me of putting something in the cig and beer. Now would I do that?
He got up and tried to make it to the bathroom but he keeled over by the dresser. He started to shake violently, he turned toward me and I could see the white froth start to form around his mouth. I took a sip of beer and lit a cig. I made myself comfy so I could watch the show. Within a matter of minutes he was crumbled into a ball against the dresser. His eyes were still open and he stared blankly.
I took my time getting dressed, went downstairs and made myself something to eat. Took the rest of his case of beer and left. I smiled as I pulled away from the curb because they didn’t know it, but I made the lives of many women who could of hooked up with that guy a lot better. I saved them from the shame of having had him as a sex partner. The lengths I will go to to be kind are limitless.
Cannibalism phone sex with Morticia
Sitting here in this dark room just listening to the sound of moment and her whimpers is making my pussy wet. She is so young. I am thinking about keeping her training her to be my sick and twisted little pet. Who knew that this blonde hair blue eyed cunt would grab me for me in the dark because she is afraid. She must having something wrong with her brain. Or the fact that her parents beat her daily means she would rather be beaten that anything else. That is the kind of pet I want. She didn’t seem to mind eating parts of my last victim. I need to get rid of his body. The dogs only ate so much, mother and her “family” didn’t like how tough the meat was.
I sit here in the dark thinking about everything. If I can train this nasty whore to be my pet things would be so different. I giggle to myself thinking about how long she has been down here in the dark. She must think its been one long night but really she has been locked down here and beaten in the dark for a week now. Fuck! Am I getting soft? Do I need to end this cunts life right now? No, I am still fucked up and crazy. I’ll go beat her for a while. That will make me feel better.
Pandora’s Box Where Trophies are Stored
Little trophies gathered from my victims I keep near and fucking dear. The darkness that fills my head and the joy I had in school dissecting things. With the frog I kept it’s tongue, the piggy… I had to have it’s heart. It’s no wonder that parents entrust me with their offspring. I suppose my persuasion and magic wins out all the time. rophies are good for magic. The most power one can hold over another is their life.
I drain life from families, and these young sluts are shamed easily especially when I am taking their daddy’s seed in my mouth or cunt right there in front of them. Oh, and the wife/ mother, hahahaha… she won’t be a problem. The men and fathers I will hold their seed in my pus and when I get home… I take a big ole turkey baster and suck the cum outta my cunt. You may be wondering what I will do with it… I store it in lab specimen bottles and put them into a nitrous filled and sealed vat.
One may wonder why I am going through the trouble… well, I have a sick need of staging scenes and what better than to stage the semen of a girls daddy or their next door neighbor within and around the sweet young thing. Oh I am evil framing a daddy for a young brats death. I see no problem with that and none whatsoever in taking little bits of each sweet kill.
Hunt and gather with me under a full moon, and we’ll see who the hunted will be.