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Gothic Phone Sex with Blair

gothic phone sex submissiveWhen he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new.  I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress  as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture,  pagan rituals and the occult, but  are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.

The club was an old castle turned into a private  nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game.  I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.

sex with dead bodies mommy sexMaster told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.

When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard,  he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not  get hard, not even too my mouth.  Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.

necrophilia phone sexMaster made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.

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Girl On Girl Rape Porn

torture phone sex karmaI was walking through the woods looking for herbs when I heard the blood curdling scream. Slowly I inched my way towards the sound all the while my pussy getting wetter and the familiar stirring of a building orgasm filled my body. Finally I got close enough to see yet stay hidden behind the brush. He had her tied to a tree and was beating her relentlessly. Her knees had given way and she was hanging by her wrists that were suspended over her head, piss dripping down the insides of her legs and blood oozing out of the broken flesh. Her sobs were diminishing and I knew she was on the verge of passing out. Working my cunt I watched, delighted by the scene before me. Finally he turned her around and fucked her ass with his throbbing cock. When he pulled out I could see his cum oozing from her ass, no longer milky white but a dirty brown. Slapping her ass one final time he walked away and left her there. She was fucked up but had a lot left in her. When the cost was clear I approached her. Setting up my phone so I could record this, I turned her around so her back was against the tree again. With all the strength she could muster she whispered the words “Help me”  Smiling at her I didn’t say a word. I was going to help her all right. I was going to help myself to her and finish her off while recording one hell of a girl on girl rape porn to enjoy later. I would leave her lifeless body tied to the trees for the animals to scavenge but first I was going to have my fun! girl on girl rape porn

Cold As Ice

torture sex karmaThe night was as dark as my heart. The clouds covered the light of the stars and the moon. The air was heavy with the impending storm and her body lay shivering, naked and afraid. The flames of the fire made light dance on her trembling cold flesh giving the illusion that she was dancing for me while tied to the slab. Dancing around her to the sound of the haunting music I had playing, Each time I touched her and felt her body shiver my cunt grew wetter. I could now hear the rumbling thunder in the distance, it was getting closer and soon the sky would open with the furry of the storm. That is what I waited for to begin the mutilation that I longed to inflict on her. I didn’t have to wait long for the furry that spurred me on. Lightening cracking all around me and thunder drowning the sound of her screams as I cut flesh from her body savoring it, uncooked and sweet while quenching my thirst with her thick hot blood before finally laying on top of her and writhing against her until I came hard. This morning she was stiff and cold, covered in blood laying on the slab with her eyes wide and still fixed in fear. What a shame I was hoping to inflict some mere pain and mutilation. But the thought of fucking her cold and lifeless body was just as arousing as I approached her and shoved my fingers deep in her cold pussy. Breakfast was served and I savored every bit of it.

Whisper Hunting

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I was needing to feed the monster inside of me. Normally I take my time and search for people who wont be missed, but I needed it tonight. I got on my Whisper App and asked Who wanted to be my sex slave? Instantly I had replies. People said I was a freak, but there was one that caught my eye. I read the email and knew this was the one I wanted. The email said “Please make me your cum whore.” After talking back and forth for a little bit I asked her to meet me in World of Warcraft. She made a new character on a new server. I met up with her but pretended to be someone else. I fallowed her for hours. She started to think I was her friend. She made me giggle. I just wanted to cut this bitches tits off and pour salt on her empty chest. But she thought we were both played by the same guy. 

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I told her I was going to the store and that is when it came up. “Where do you live? What do you look like?” We decided to meet up but instead of me being seen I waited in the shadows. She was really a he. I told her I was waiting behind the building and he started walking over. I noticed in his hands he had some rope. I knew his game. We were playing the same one.  He walked right past me, that is why I am a goth bitch, I blend in with the shadows. I walked up behind him and cracked him in the head with a pipe that was behind the building. I struggled getting him into my car. This is why I take my time to plan things out, if not things go wrong. He wasn’t very big, he looked very experienced with this. I must have cracked his skull because he was out for a while. I took him to the barn and pulled him out of the car. I tied him up right away. I used my favorite knots, the ones that get tighter as he struggled. 

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When he woke up he started to struggle. I watched and laughed as he was choking himself. I walked up to him and kicked him in the face. I started in on him. I stomped on his chest, legs and arms. I grabbed the pipe from before and rolled him over. I covered the pipe in tiger balm and pushed it up his ass. I loved hearing him scream. I started screaming with him just to show him that I didn’t give a fuck. I rolled him over to see a semi hard cock. I smiled and asked him if he liked being fucked in the ass. Every time he didn’t answer I took my riding crop and hit him. He was my sex slave for the next few days. I guess he shouldn’t have been trolling me. It wouldn’t have been this bad on him. 

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I made him pray to god, I told him to beg god to kill me right then and there. I am still alive and well.. Ohh I need to go I hear him crying. He is awake now! 

Snuffed My Sister

You tricked me. You told me that if I got you someone else that you would let me go. I thought it was too simple, too easy, and I was right. The drugs you gave me made me so stupid, and I gave you enough info to find my sister. She doesn’t deserve this. She isn’t like me. But you fooled me, and told me that you were just going to fuck her and that she would never know it was me that told you how to find her alone.

She walks the woods near her house every morning. She’s always alone. Tiny like me. I can’t believe I placed her within your sights. I am such a stupid little cum whore. In an attempt to save my pathetic life, I believed you. Even though I know what an evil monster you are. How could I not know you would fuck me over? I woke up chained in your living room as you brought her through the front door. She was terrified and crying, and I tried to tell her I was sorry but I couldn’t speak through my gag. I began to cry, trying to show her that I was sorry.

When she saw me, I saw the look on her face as she  realized that I had something to do with her being taken by you. She started screaming at me “How could you??!!”. She knows I am a useless slut that lets men like you torture my body for pleasure, and now she knew that I had placed her in your path. The one thing you promised me wouldn’t happen. You threw her down in front of me and she just kept screaming as you beat her and stripped her down and tortured her perfect little body.

All I could do is cry and try to express how sorry I was.  You hit her so hard I saw her eyes roll back and her blood splattered all over me. I watched you cut her open with your knife and her blood pool all over the carpet. You fucked her little body as she bled everywhere. She was still concious and every once in awhile glanced at me. She was dazed, but just awake enough to keep your interest as you pounded her ass. I pulled against the chains trying to make you stop, but it was useless. You had tricked me, and now you had my sister, and the torture continued throughout the day.

I watched you cut off her nipples, so similar to mine. I watched as you ate them while her blood flowed out slower and slower from every wound. I watched her skin turn pale and her lips turn blue. In my head I was so sorry, but my sister would never know. You snuffed her right in front of me, and she left this earth thinking that I had brought her here. Here to you – this hell on earth. And the fucked up part is she was right.  

The Tub

torture sex karmaI had some time to kill and decided to stop at the library. Browsing the shelves I spotted a book titled “The Most Horrific Torture Techniques Of All Time” Picking up the book I could feel the pumping of my cunt releasing juice into my panties. I sat down at a tale and began to read. With every page I could feel myself getting closer to cumming. Some of the tortures I had heard of some I had not. And then I got to The Tub. It doesn’t sound menacing but it is sadistic and evil and twisted. As I read all about it I came so hard I almost slid off the chair and I knew that I would be finding a victim with in the hour. This form of torture would last for days and I could not wait. This particular form of torture was commonly called “sitting In the tub” it was used to torture convicts years ago. The convict would be placed in a wooden tub with nothing but their head sticking out. Then the executioner would cover their faces with milk and honey; in no time at all flies would swarm their faces and begin to feed on them. The convict was kept well fed so that they would end up swimming in their excrement.  After a few days, maggots and worms would devour their body as they decayed alive. I had the perfect metal tub for the job and got right to work. Being sadistic is such fun!torture sex the tub

Blasphemy Phone Sex

Journal entry

December 11, 2014

I am so tired of being tortured and raped what have I done to deserve this blasphemy.  I pray to god each night does he not hear my prayers. Lord hear my prayer.  Countless promises go unanswered what must I do?  The other night I had a dream that  I had a savior. Could it be that  I’ve been praying to the wrong god.  Curse his name and for what he stands for.  One who says we have chosen our own fate. Jesus who would chose this kind of life.  He claims throughout this book he is here to save me, well where you are. Do you not love me, have I not honored you?

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 I bow my head in shame deliver me from this life I call upon the devil.  I will sell my soul just to be released from anguish.  Pray, make me your bride deliver me from this hell I am in.  Curse my soul and bring me deliverance and make me whole.  Bring me to your palace I am eternal grateful I will be your honored servant.  As you take me for your bride I pray to the gods in hell I am your whore.

The First Of My Snuff Movies

snuff movie1I placed an ad in the local paper for auditions in a film. My cunt trembled as it pumped cum while I was typing the ad. They think it is for a porn film so the most eager and kinky will show up for the auditions. Waiting for the auditions was torturous for me. Envisioning the snuff movie I was about to make and the agony having to wait kept me so fucking hot that I was fucking myself almost 24 hours a day for a solid week. I knew as soon as I saw her that she would be the one. She looked like Snow White to me, fair skin and dark black hair. She had an air of innocence about her with tempting sexuality. She was so excited to have the part and showed up early for tapping. The grey walls of the warehouse and the dim lighting were the perfect back drop. One twin bed with a metal frame and white sheets so the blood would show up a bright crimson against the bleak backdrop was going to be perfect. I had cameras set up and rolling from the moment she walked in. She thought she was going to be the star of the movie but in fact it would be me. Guiding her every step of the way she fell into my embrace as I ripped her clothes from her body. Each minute of filming became more violent and it didn’t take her long to realize something was terribly wrong. When her instinct to flee kicked in I tied her to the bed and pulled out my chain saw. That is when the real fun began. Mutilating her body and immortalizing the carnage on film. Watching it later I have to admit that of all the snuff movies I have ever seen, my very first snuff movie turned out rather well and had a happy ending indeed. snuff movie2

She Was My First “Snatch And Grab”

mutilation phone sex karmaI will never forget the first sweet thing that I snatched up for sacrifice. In broad daylight, in a crowd, just as a thief pulls a snatch and grab taking a pocket book, I was able to snatch and grab her from right under her boyfriend’s nose. The anticipation of getting caught was mind blowing, but the events that followed were beyond my wildest dreams. I remember it as if it were yesterday:

The night is pitch black except for the glow of the new moon high in the sky. Not one star flickers in the sky and the thrill and anticipation is heavy in the air, looming like the thick fog that surrounds my naked body. I am glistening with a mixture of sweat and dew as the pulse beats hard and steady in my neck.
She is laying there on the alter, eyes staring blindly upwards. I have shaved her head, her arm pits and her sweet little pussy. I was surprised to find that her clit is pierced and has a silver ball through it. I decide to leave it in, I think my lord of evil will be pleased with the ornament.
The moon must rise just a little further so that it is directly center in the dark sky before I begin my decapitation and sacrifice. I speak to her softly and offer her a sip of red wine as I wipe her brow. She has long since stopped fighting and has accepted her fate as inevitable. I thank her once again for her gift and kiss her gently on the lips before raising my machete high into the air. I can’t help but notice as the moon light glistens off the blade before I bring it down to sever the first limb. She lets out a ear piercing scream before loosing consciousness and I cum hard as the blood pours from her body…….

Sweet memories of the first thing that I snatched away for my pleasure!

Good Boys Love Gothic Phone Sex

Even since I was super young everyone has always said I look gothic… I just don’t get it. Yeah, I have spindly legs and I’m not a stupid Barbie Doll with big fake titties, but that doesn’t mean I am some evil little troll. I ran into a guy I knew from school and he asked what I had been up to. I told him I do phone sex now and he laughed and said, “As what? The gothic phone sex queen?”. I laughed, little did he know what a subby little pain whore I am.

I gave him my number and told him to call me to find out for himself. I saw his cock get hard, he was such a goodie goodie jock in school, always going after the cheerleader types. But I could tell he wanted a piece of me and I planned to really give him a show. He gave me his number too, and over the next couple days I sent him these photos. I knew it would get his cock hard.

Sure enough, my phone rang, and it was him. I told him no freebies for anyone and he paid up. It made my horny little cunt wet knowing that he was finally going to pay to get anything he wanted from me – he coulda had it for free in school.  He stroked his cock while I told him about all my dark rape fantasies and how I love to have my little body mutilated. I called him Master, and he was breathing so heavy that I thought he was going to cum too soon.

I spread my legs and inserted a spiked dildo into my pussy, and as I screamed, he moaned, and he said this was the most amazing his cock had ever felt. I ripped the spiked dildo in and out of my pussy as he listened to every rip and tear. He was such a good boy, but he was getting off on my pain. It just goes to show, us goth looking girls can out fuck any sweet cheerleader out there. Give me a call and I will take you places you never knew existed.