I fucking love troy! He is a sadistic son of a bitch and truly my pain is his fucking pleasure. My fuck holes will be so fucking raw and he knows it and he does not stop he continues to fuck me harder and harder pushing in as deep as he fucking can. And I can not get enough of him. He makes sure I fucking bleed and that I am bruised. His favorite is to knock me the fuck out and piss all over my skanky body and leave me there on the fucking floor. I wake up hours later sometimes unable to fucking walk or even crawl. He leaves me a blubbering fucking mess and I love him!
Tag: Fantasy phone sex
Watching As The Pretty Panties Run
One of my all time favorite songs, Aqualung. Who knew that that song would talk about me, at least in that one line. That’s what I do for you when you want something young and succulent. I go and scope out the parks, just watching from the treeline or even in the midst of all the giggling, crying, and stupid Mommies trying to out Mom their so called “friends”. Nobody ever gets concerned that I am there, Let a man walk in on all that without having a little snot nosed demon in tow and all the Mom’s pack up and form a wall of bitchery.
I go and I take a book with me, or my phone and just pretend to not pay attention what is going on. I look oblivious and harmless, but I’m not. I am watching every thing and every one. It might take some time, but eventually someone becomes distracted, and boom, I’m off with one of their little shits. They are so trusting too, they will go with me every time because I am calm and friendly, I never give off a creep vibe.
The best ones are when a Mom will ask you to keep an eye on them so she can use the restroom, or run to her car for something. These women are idiots and deserve to have one less innocent little ‘angel’ running around. After all, it would be their fault if something would happen to one of those tiny ones. They were supposed to be watching them, nobody else, it is their responsibility, and all of a sudden they can’t find their little one. Then all hell breaks loose. It is too late though, your sweet young thing and I are already on our way to you.
They hold my hand and walk along nicely. I might even get them some ice cream or something, because even death row inmates get to eat something special before they are killed.
National Take A Psycho To Work Day
Wouldn’t you just love to take me to work with you? We could have so much fun! I can just see it, you and I walking into your office. I’m 5’7 and with my heels on I am sure we would get some curious looks. You in your business suit, me all in black proudly displaying my pentacle on a chain around my neck head held high as we enter your office space. Making our way to your cubicle, the guys around you just looking at you in amazement.
All because they don’t know the real you. The real you likes to have a special sort of fun. The type that would make them shit themselves if they even were to think about it. They work with you Monday – Friday, interacting with you, going to meetings with you, listening in on conference calls with you, and they are oblivious to what an absolute monster you truly are. To me you aren’t a Monster at all, but to the norms you would be considered one.
With me being there they would get just the slightest glimpse into the true you. Any time someone would come into your cubicle I would stand up, getting as close to them as possible and not say a word. Just to make them feel uncomfortable, if they were to turn their head to say something to me I would hiss at them then lick my lips. I am sure it wouldn’t be long before some stupid bitch, wearing a too tight business suit and flats would come marching up to see you. I bet her name would be Lori, or Rebecca. People that work in HR always have generic names like that, because they themselves are basic.
I wonder what she would say, would she try to make me leave, would she impress on you the importance of keeping a calm and distraction free work place? I hate women like that, trying to act tough when they are just a god damned mess. They more than likely go home to a house they can no longer stand, along with a husband they no longer want, just to end up drinking themselves to sleep every night. Pathetic.
She doesn’t matter though, none of these sheeple do. What matters is yours and my plans for after work, when the real fun begins. Maybe Lori aka Rebecca would like to be the main event in our night of frolic, or she could at least watch. Hell, we could even make her into a movie star by making her a Snuff Queen for just one night to save her from her miserable existence.
Halloween Snuff Fucking
There is a slamming Halloween party going on at the club tonight. I am going as a stupid slut raver punk chick. I am looking like I do every Halloween for a guy with some balls to give me the ultimate fucking orgasm by snuffing the life right out of me. I look for the guy in the fucked up costume. A serial killer, or a vampire maybe. You know something dark and frightening. Those are the men I target at parties they have sadistic sides to them. And every one of them needs a pain slut to release those fetishes on. When I spot my target I make my way over to them and rub my body right up against them. I see no sense in beating around the bush I come straight out with the fact that I want to get fucked up and fucked. And none of this pg-rated bullshit I want hardcore triple X brutal fucking. Take control of my trashy body and beat me within an inch of my life before stopping to fuck my holes raw making me bleed. And right before they are about to burst their nut I want them to snuff my life out. If I am lucky skank it will be a painful agonizing slow death.
Big Bad Kinky Wolf
You are such a big bad kinky wolf! I love the way you have me hog-tied up like a stupid animal. You push your body weight down on me and show me the knife inches away from my face. I know I should be scared but I am too fucking turned on to be scared. I can feel my cunt leaking. You start to drag my body across the cold floor and throw me up on the bed. You take the knife and plunge it into fleshy tits. I try to scream but the ball gag muffles my sound. My fake tit pops and a mixture of my blood and silicone gush down my body. You put the knife between my cunt lips and see how fucking wet I am. You start to stab me over and over with the knife. Blood pouring out everywhere. The pain is intense and my cunt won’t stop squirting.
Ass Rape Porn
Ass rape porn is more vicious with women. I double crossed this bitch by fucking her man. It was just sex. I needed coke and he had some, but he wasn’t giving it to me for free. Nothing in life is free, right? She found me and what she did to me was not pretty. She drugged me when I was going into my house. I never made it inside. I woke up in some damp basement tied spread eagle with a pissed off bitch standing over me. She gave me the not fucking married men speech as she fisted my ass. Dry fisting hurts, especially when the bitch fisting you has a large hand and lots of rings on her fingers. She wasn’t going to be satisfied until my ass was ruined. I thought her fist fucking hurt, but that was nothing compared to the baseball bat she used on me next. I could feel the splinters going into my anal wall. She fucked my ass harder than a man would with his dick. She was tweaking. Being high as a kite made her more sadistic. She didn’t think she was damaging me enough, so she shoved both fists up my ass at the same time. I didn’t think my ass would go that wide. Well, it didn’t. She tore my asshole. I felt blood running out my ass. I was screaming in pain. He hands were covered in shit and blood. She just laughed and told me she was going to ensure I couldn’t fuck anyone’s husband ever again.
Happy Hunt-o-ween
Man oh man if I could actually go hunting with any of these amazing miscreants I would be so fucking happy. You and I, together, telling them what to do and who to do it to. We could have a whole god damn slaughter farm, and when is the best time for bringing lambs to slaughter? Halloween. Those little fuckers are running around and they are easy pickings. Parents get distracted, pushing strollers, or talking to other adults, and the next thing you know their little shit is long gone. Only to be seen again when they are dug up from a shallow grave.
I can just see it. You and I, walking hand in hand between the stalls we have set up for the night. Listening to the bones crunching, the screaming, the hyperventilating, the begging, and just seeing the fear on all their little faces. So many implements of pain would be used, we could just fuck in every single stall as we watch. How fucking hot would that be??? Oh it would be amazingly hot!
Hell, we could even join in. Make our own marks on those little fuck toys. Me spreading open those legs, or ass cheeks, you dipping your cock in blood to make it slick, then feeling them shudder as you fuck them until they either pass out, or you split them in half with your massive dick. I would be smiling the whole time, for me it would be fucking romantic!
Here is hoping your Halloween turns into a wonderful night for hunting the treats that you desire. If you happen to actually capture the prey you always wanted, makes sure you let me know so I can share in your joy and revel in their pain.
Happy Hunt-o-ween from your favorite fucked in the head bitch goddess, Indigo.
Babysitter Phone Sex and P Pimp
I am a very bad babysitter phone sex bitch. I was asked to take my neighbor’s brats trick or treating. Why? I don’t know. I don’t like brats. I don’t like my neighbors. I almost said no, but then I saw an opportunity. An opportunity to make lots of money. I looked up the address of all the registered perverts in town. Thanks to some law, they must register, so opportunists like me know where to find them. I altered the girls’ costumes to make them look like slutty little whores. Then, I went knocking from door to door to each registered perverts’ home. I offered them a sweet young treat for a money trick in my pocket. I wanted cold hard cash for the pleasure of some young pussy. These perverts were in P heaven. I drugged the neighbor girls. In case they remembered anything, I told them this is what little girls need to do to get the best candy. These little sluts racked up quite a lot of big bills for me and candy for them. I had future teen rape porn stars in my charge. I even had one pervert ask to go to the ATM to get more cash. We waited in his house while he went to the 7-11. He paid the most, but then he did get to diddle two young girls in their pussies and asses. My little charges were walking funny by the time I got them home. I washed away the DNA in their fuck holes, gave them a Benadryl bedtime cocktail and put them to bed. Their parents came home, paid me and I went home to count my money. I like being a P pimp. How much would you pay to get your dick into the tiniest little fuck holes?
I Auditioned for a Snuff Porn
I auditioned for a snuff porn. I had to prove why I was worthy to die. I looked into his camera and pleaded with him to take my life. I know I am a worthless whore. Just a blonde bimbo with a death wish. He didn’t think I was worthy of death, not yet at least. He said in death I would feel no pain. He wanted me to have many more years of pain. Intense, awful pain. He made me his sex slave instead of his snuff queen. With a collar around my neck and a ball gag in my mouth, he ushered in a bunch of men. He ordered them to fuck me like I was a piece of meat and they were starving wild animals. I was scared because there were so many of them. I wanted to die not be a gangbang rape porn star. Those horny men didn’t care what I wanted. They made me want death even more after they assaulted me. Three cocks in a hole at a time does serious damage to pretty fuck holes. My ass was bleeding. My cunt was stretched to the point one of my cunt lips tore. They grabbed at my tits with such strength that one of my saline bags popped. They ravaged me for so long it felt like I was being fucked to death. He wouldn’t allow me to die, however. He said it was more fun to make me wish I was dead.
Snuff: Have It Your Way
I would like to ask you all something. If you could snuff someone in anyway you would want and you know you would completely get away with it … How would you do it. I actually really want to know, even if we never have spoken before email me, or comment on it. You of course do not have to use your real name. I want you to feel free to just get it out there without any sort of repercussions.
Mine would be the following: Janice D., a stupid cunt from my school days. I really hated her, but I loved her body. She was a bitch, but a hot bitch. Now you might be thinking she was popular, one of those “mean girls”, but nope. She wasn’t popular at all. She was just always on the rag or something. Not once do I recall seeing her smile, or laughing. She would just mope around, and if someone tried to talk to her she would just ignore them then look at them like they weren’t even there. Pretty fucking rude if you ask me.
Maybe she was having problems at home, who the hell knows, and who the hell cares. Maybe her Daddy was sticking Legos up her pussy for punishment, or her Mom was feeding her shit sandwiches. I didn’t really care for the why, but anyone that miserable doesn’t deserve to breath. They are just taking up space, breathing precious oxygen, and just being an eyesore.
I would take her to a fun house (I have a thing for fun houses, have since I was super young). One that was in operation. I would tie that cunt up just like she was about to be drawn and quartered. I would make sure the ropes were so tight that they dislocated the hips and shoulders before they were tied off. Just to get the screaming going. Before doing all that, I would have paid a shit ton of homeless tweekers to show up throughout the night. Then right there, under those flashing strobe lights, and clacking of the cars she would be fucked over and over. I would be on the side dripping acid on her tits while she is continually violated.
Then after the fucking was done, I would get between her legs and splash that acid all over that freshly fucked pussy of hers. I can almost see the smoke and hear the slight sizzle as it eats into her skin. Right before I left, I would dump the rest of it down her throat then just leave her there for the people who ran the ride to find. Yeah I have thought about this a lot, why do you ask? lol
Now, it’s your turn. I look forward to hearing about all the delicious details.