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Dirty Dirty Girl

I wake up so drunk. So fucking drunk right now. And something’s in my ass. Oh my God it burns. I turn my head and vomit profusely. It consists of spunk and tequila. What the fuck is going on. I’m so drunk that turning my head was a lot of work, I don’t think I could move my arm to check what’s in my ass. I hear a low growl from a chubby man who apparently was reading my mind “It’s a liquor bottle, sweety. You took about three shots worth of whiskey in your asshole. Absorbs into the mucus membranes, gets ya fucked faster. And oh boy, did you get fucked. what, 5 men? I don’t fuckin know, how would you?” He laughs at his own joke and saunters away, mumbling “5 men at least. Me…Rico…Tony…Mario…Chester…eh maybe more than five”

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He returns with a bedpan, a rubber tube and a mug. “Cold coffee, babe.” he says, lifting the mug “We picked ya, knocked ya out. Got you drunker than a skunk and had our way with you. The others humped and dumped, but me? I’m a worrier. I don’t want you dying of alcohol poisoning or no shit like that. Little tug, babe.” He hawks a fat loogie and spits it towards my asshole and expertly removes the bottle. “Thank you” I mutter, my words slurred and my eyelids heavy. I vomit again. He replaces the bottle with the rubber tube, which he holds up high. “Coffee enema” he says matter of factly. “Take a little poison outta your system” He pours the coffee into the tube slowly. It hits my rectum and it felt cool and relieving. I feel the urge to shit. A lot. I don’t have the energy to speak so I groan “Let it out babe” he urges, removing the tube and putting a bedpan under me. As if on cue I empty my bowels. It comes hard and fast, stinking like an Irish pub. I’ve never shit so much in my life. It comes in powerful bursts, splashing and staining the sides of the bedpan. I’m so humiliated that I’m actually dripping from my pussy, too. I look over and to my surprise, the man who saved me is stroking his dick. It’s a short fat little thing, cut tight and you can tell he’s rough on it, it’s covered in scratches and friction marks. He’s watching my ass explode and stroking his fat little chode. “Fuckin a’ right’ he mutters. “Let it out, baby. Ohhh, yeah. Yesss, that’s the ticket.” “There’s…there’s no more” I mutter. He closes in, putting the bedpan on the ground. “I should clean you up.” He looks at me. “I’m going to let you go, sweety. But first, I’m going to clean you up while you suck me off” He climbs on top of me, dick right in my face. I dutifully put it in my mouth. I’m so drunk I can’t do much, but I suck and swirl my tongue. He bends over and inhales, groaning. “Ohhh yeah” He burys his face in my ass, lapping up my feces. I gag on his fat dick at the thought, and it makes him hungrier. He licks everything from my crack and starts sucking on my asshole. He fucks my face and I heave, his weight bearing down on my slender body. I am trying so hard not to, but I release, and I spray his face with coffee, whiskey & jizz filled shit. He cums in my mouth, giving me much more than I expected from his tiny little rod. He gets off me, his face covered with chunks of scat. “You should be safe, little one” he says, his shitty mustache rising and falling with every word. “I’ll call you a cab and help you out” He helps me out, and makes a short call on his cellphone. He hands me a folded wad of cash, a ten on the top. “Well,” he says as the taxi arrives “have a good morning” I get in the cab, and he returns to the house. I give the cab driver my address, handing him the ten dollar bill. I open the wad to discover $800. Holy fuck! It’s not the stimulating humiliation I’m used to, but for the right amount of money, anyone can lick my filthy asshole.

Lunch At The Food Court

torture sex kaliThese things always seem to happen to me, I swear. I was at the mall last night and I stopped to grab a bite to eat. A man brushed past me in line at the Chinese place and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. Something odd about this guy, I thought, but I shooed the thoughts away and sat down to my meal. My phone buzzed, and I looked down to see who it was. Suddenly there was an arm around my neck and the tip of a knife in my back. The man from the food line bent over and whispered “Don’t yell, don’t speak, don’t even look at anyone funny. Come with me quietly or I will slice your fucking throat” I dropped my roll and stood up. He took me by the wrist and led me silently to the family restroom. He threw me in and shut the door behind him. He closed in on me, knife to my throat. “Listen closely” he growled. “You are to do EVERY Goddamn thing I say” He pulled out a syringe, filled to the brim, and a wide strip of elastic. He tied my arm up and tapped my forearm with the cold blade. He stuck the needle in my arm and ever so slowly injected it into my warm vein. He started to use the knife to slice off my top. I was getting drowsy, but the cool metal blade felt so great against my rapidly warming skin. “Oh my…what…what did you…fuck…” I was slurring my words and he used the knife to shush me. “Why don’t you use that pretty little mouth for something better?” he purred, revealing his tiny flaccid dick. He pushed me onto the floor and guided my head to his cock. It was dirty, bitter. I didn’t care. I felt so good. So…tired. I felt a warm salty taste in my mouth and realized he was pissing. “Drink up, buttercup” I swallowed every last drop and he called me a good girl. I slumped into the ground, succumbing to the mysterious drug. I recall bits… I was being fucked. Being cut. He was lapping at the blood. I woke up cold and used on the bathroom floor after the goddamn janitor found me and had a go at my unconscious bloody asshole. I’m such a goddamn useless slut. I deserved that. All of it. I deserve whatever you want to do to me, too

Killer Phone Sex with Venus: A Family That Slays Together Stays Together

killer phone sex evil bitchI’m a dark girl. I think you can tell by looking at me that I am not the unicorns and rainbows type. In fact I despise spoiled rich brats who think they are princesses. I was having lunch with my mentor, my lover, John, at this quaint little truck stop, when this blonde bitch came in demanding a phone. The fancy sport car that daddy bought her had a flat tire. All that money and no AAA. So young, and so demanding. Of course we offered her a ride to our cabin, where John said he could get her a spare and fix her car for her.

He lied. We had other plans for the spoiled rich bitch. She was going to be a torture doll for his daughter Amy. You see we are grooming her to take out the trash like we do. Our little guest was not grateful. Bitched about our car, complained about how long the drive was, even said our cabin looked like something from a Wrong Turn movie. She didn’t want to get out of the car and come into the house! John told Amy he brought her a present and that she had to get it from the car. She is going to be my step daughter some day. I was so proud of her. She got a baseball bat, went to the car, and hit her present so hard across the head, her blood splattered all over the car. She dragged her barely conscious ass into the house where her put her on a dirty old mattress. This bitch was in a Wrong Turn movie!

killer phone sex snuffAmy  was in total control of her present. This would be her first solo  kill. My pussy got wet knowing what a good protégé I had trained. Amy is young, still learning, therefore she  was a bit impulsive with her kill. John and I prefer long, drawn out pain and suffering. We can keep our victims alive for days, weeks, even months. Barely alive I guess is more accurate. But Amy was just so excited for her own plaything, she went crazy. Sodomized her with that baseball bat until her ass was a bloody mess. Turned me on when she shoved that bat covered in princess blood and shit down her toy’s mouth making her gag till she puked. Amy is a natural born killer. Sick little bitch. Just like me. That’s such a turn on.

Here was the princess, cover in blood, piss, puke and shit, naked, part of her head bashed in, barely breathing, and Amy wanted to share her kill with her father and I. She knows how much we too love to beat a whore to death. We are a family, so I excused myself, and returned with a baseball bat for John and I so we could all beat her to death together. A sweet little family bonding moment.  We left her broken, battered body on the mattress. If she was still alive in the morning we would have some more fun, if not we would just go hunting again for a toy that might last longer.

A family that slays together, stays together.

Babysitting with Goth teen phone sex ~ Morticia ~

Taboo phone sexThere is something about the blood of a sweet little angel that makes my pussy wet. Tonight I went to the park, and found myself entranced by a angel. Normally I don’t go for the wee-ones by myself, but this one had me so enamored that I had to have her.

I walked up to her and asked her to help me save a little kitty, she was more than willing to help me. I told her the kitty was at my house and I could not get to her. It was all to easy to get this sweet angel to do as I said. She was so beautiful with her long blonde hair in a lose braid in a pink sundress but her innocence made me crave her.

Once we got to my house I told her the kitten was in the kitchen, as soon as we walked in the front door, I kicked her down hard on the floor and she hit her head hard and passed out. I waited until she woke up. While I waited I wanted to dress my little angel up. I started off with taking all her clothes off.

I inspected every inch of her body. I then washed her from head to toe. I spent extra time in her tight cunnie. I opened her pussy lips and washed it with a warm soapy cloth. After I dried her off I put oil all over her naked body. As I was rubbing her body with the oil my pussy was soaking wet.

I grabbed my hand held vibrator and placed it against my clit. Within seconds my body was shaking, I could not help myself but cum all over myself and fell to my knees. As I was sitting there on my knees with my pussy dripping and my body shaking, I knew that I made the right choice in bringing my angel home and keeping her for a toy.

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I was all too excited to dress her in a see through night gown and little white cotton panties. I put make up on my little doll and then I sewed her lips shut. When she woke up I didn’t want to hear screaming. Now all I had to do was wait for her to wake up.

Call me to find out what I did to my doll when she woke up. I had so much fun with her..

A tortured night

 Nothing is drive my desire than unbridled sex. I get off more with a good dead stiff.  I used to cruise the scanner looking for perfect accident scenes where I could catch a glimpse of a dead fuck.  As time passed my mind became more creative and  needed my own fix .  I wanted to see what it was like to have someone die by my own hands.  So I plotted and thought out the most despicable plan to torture my victims.sex with dead bodies

 it started off I would cruise around looking for lost souls that needed warmth and guidance. When I had them in my grasp I through my plan into action.  I would drug them till they were floating in and out of conciseness where they were just of the brink of going into the light.  That’s when I could just push them over the edge with a injection of sodium chloride and continue on my feat.  

Do you think you can hold up to my desires of drunken dead men and rough sex?  Come join me in my journey of sex with dead bodies. 

Kidnapping phone sex with Georgia: Murder Van

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Kidnapping those girls for you was more fun than would I ever admit and it was easy too. Normally a creepy van would make anyone feel anxious, but I was close to their age so they trusted me. Also, it’s so cold outside that no one wants to walk anywhere. Eventually they figured out what was happening and started to freak out, but it was fun watching them squirm.ageorgia
When they started to scream you only had to pull your gun out to silence them. The girl with the red hair was so scared that she pissed her pants after you pointed it at her head. After you slapped her across the face she started cry too! Then, we both just laughed and told her how disgusting she was.
Her slutty brunette friend Julia was shaking and covering her eyes, but you forced her to open them. Once we parked the van, you tied them both up with rope and started rubbing your gun over both their bodies. After you fucked the red head’s cunt with it, you walked over to her friend and made her clean your gun with her mouth. Julia’s crying was annoying you so much that you pulled the trigger, causing her brains to splatter all over the van. Both of us were covered with it and chunks of her skull too.
The red head started screaming and causing a commotion so you had to shoot her. It was a disappointing that we didn’t get to use her more, but I understood. It actually turned out to be a good thing because then we just fucked next to their dead bodies, watching them bleed out. I never squirt that hard before!

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Venus’s Capitve Caged Beauties for Sale

Cannibalism phone sex knife play bitchYou would be surprised at how much one can get for human flesh. I’m not even talking sex trafficking here. Men from all walks of life will pay top dollar for females of all types and ages. Some keep women as pets, some as servants, of course a few for sex slaves, but where I make my big money is selling women for nourishment. Not everyone who likes the taste of human flesh is some crazed killer like Hannibal Lector or Jeffrey Dahmer. Many are just normal, middle to upper class men and women who have a sophisticated pallet. I cater to that niche in female human flesh.

I have a very in depth selection process. I was trained by Rick, an expert in let’s say the fine dining experience. I stalk my commodities at length. I look for women with meat on their bones. You know, the kind that can provide proper nourishment. The women I hold captive need  a certain amount of body fat  to sustain others. Before I take a woman captive, I need to know she is healthy and natural. By natural I mean no Botox, no plastic surgery, no silicone breasts, no perms or hair dyes….Real woman taste better. I specialize in organic, all natural meat.

So once I capture my women, I cage them. Yes, I know they are not free range, but can’t have them escaping. So yes they are captives, but I treat them very well.  They each have their own cage and I feed them a high fat, high protein diet. Lots of yummy cornmeal shakes. Some of them need fattened up a bit. I bathe them daily, strip their bodies of any chemicals. I love them like a farmer loves his cows and pigs. My captives are precious  commodities to me. I don’t beat them; bruised flesh does not get top dollar. They bring me top dollar, so of course I am going to treat them well.

kidnapping phone sex Cannibalism captivesI have a showing two times a week to potential buyers. They are always so impressed with my selection and how healthy and plump and natural my captives are. Now, I assume my buyers know how to cook flesh, but for an extra fee, I am happy to give a cooking lesson. Thanks to Rick, I have learned all about proper seasoning and filleting. I have even acquired a taste for flesh. Think about it. The world is over populated. So much poverty, so much starvation in the world. I am simply helping  to conserve resources and feed people, while making a good living.

My newest captive is my mother. She has some flesh on her bones, so I know she will taste yummy. Plus, I’m tired of her nagging me. Every holiday it is the same thing, when am I going to make her a grandmother. Never bitch. I’m not fond of little ones. And , I am not fond of you. But soon , she will be some one’s dinner, and no longer a nuisance. 

If you have a woman problem, perhaps I can help. I have clients who will pay top dollar for premium flesh. And if you have say some bargain meat, well I can get rid of that for you for free. Cheap sluts grind up nicely and make good feed for the pigs I slaughter to fatten up my captives. Come shop at my warehouse.  I am sure I have the perfect woman for whatever your purpose: dinner, sex slave, servant, pet, or even torture doll.

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There Is No Way Out

bondage phone sex angieThey were a fine looking couple, so in love. Ready to start their life together.A holiday wedding, what a novel idea. Too bad they got a flat tire right after the ceremony all dressed in their wedding attire. Of course I stopped to help the newly weds. Well actually I stopped to help myself to the newly weds. her beautiful gown and his fine tux are nothing but tattered shreds laying in a heap on the floor. She is still in her panties and guarder, he is stripped bare. They are in my basement handcuffed and chained and waiting for their fate. I imagine the reception is long since over since the bride and groom never showed up. The smiles are gone, replaced by tear stained cheeks and fear filled eyes. bondage phone sex captive female Other then stripping them and holding them captive, I haven’t begun to torture and torment them. That is going to be my New Year Celebration. I have kept them fed these last few days, but other then that they have been kept in the dark. I have spent countless hours out of site fucking my pussy while I listen to them alternate between talks of their love, hopes of escape and contemplating what will become of them. The uncertainty and fear in their voices, the desperation increasing with each passing hour simply serves to make me want to have my way with them sooner then tomorrow. But I will wait patiently and hold them captive until tomorrow night. As soon as the sun goes down I will begin to celebrate a new year and when the clock strikes midnight they will take their last breath together. I will make sure they keep their vows, till death do us part. What a wonderful way to ring in the new year!bondage phone sex captive male

Kidnapping phone sex with Toni: Merry Xmas

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The holidays are usually a miserable time for me. I hate all the fake holiday cheer and people spending their money on gifts for people they don’t even like. This year was a little different because this year I decided to skip the family party and spend some quality time with my latest victim instead.
Her name was Emily, I snagged her off the street while she was walking home from some frat party. She was dressed like a whore so I can’t believe she was surprised when I kidnapped her. At first she probably thought she got lucky because I’m not a man, but she knows better now believe me. Before I snatched her up, I did already had a man chained up in my basement and she saw what had been done to him.

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Ryan was a rich asshole that was prone to disappearing for weeks on end. His party life style is the reason I chose him in the first place, no one would really worry much about his absence. By the time Emily saw him it would have been impossible for her to know who he was or what a spoiled life he had lived. Poor Ryan was more than cut up, he had been brutally beaten for days on end.kidnapping phone sex toni 999 His face was swollen, bruised, and his entire was caked with dried blood. Ryan could have spoke more or screamed for help, but I put screws into his gums and held his mouth shut with rubber bands. After Emily joined the party blood continuously poured from Ryan’s mouth. I assumed that’s because he attempted to talk to her, maybe even plan an escape. I wasn’t worried at all because I always assure that escaping isn’t a possibility.
Right now I can hear Emily crying because I left the basement door open. She can see that it’s open, but no matter how hard she tries she’ll never make it through that door. If she’s smart she knows that. I on the other hand couldn’t be happier! I’m just sitting here at my kitchen table drinking coffee while my Xmas cookies bake. Occasionally, I like to look over and smile at her while she swings back and fourth on my meat hook.
Tomorrow is Xmas so obviously I’ll be giving Ryan and Emily their gifts. I wonder if they’ll like them?

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Hunting Mask

I knew you were out hunting again. Its the season for you to find all the girls shopping at the mall. I saw you grab your mask and chills ran through me, remembering last year when you first took me. You wore the same mask. It wasn’t as blood stained as it is today, but I know it is the same one. Seeing you wear it brings back that first day of torture and pain that changed my life forever. I saw you leave and I lay in my cell daydreaming about what your new slave will go through today.

By the time you chose me last year, you had already killed three girls. I remembered seeing their bodies in your van when you tied me up in the back. I knew you had killed them from rage, and so I decided not to try to fight you. I remember begging for my life and only being able to see your twisted eyes through your mask. Staring back at me and deciding to spare me. I thought I would be let go. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I became a permanent prisoner in your basement, and looking back I wish I wouldn’t have begged for my life. I wish I would have tried to fight, as I know you would have ended my life that day, just like the others.

You love to hear us beg. Thats what gets your cock so hard. The crying and pleading and promises that we will do anything. Just to live. Not knowing how big of a mistake it is. I knew you at the mall right now. I wondered how many girls would try to fight you off. I wondered how many of them would trigger your bloody rage and be hacked to pieces before you even fuck them. Inside I am screaming and I want to warn them. I want to tell them to fight, and end the nightmare for themselves today. I want to tell them not to cry or beg, because those are the ones that will end up here. In a forever hell of torture and sadistic sex at the hands of a monster.

That mask. It brings back so many memories. The first time you fucked me you were wearing it. I still foolishly thought I would be let go, so I let you do it. I begged you not to hurt me. Blood from the girls you murdered dripped off the mask while you pumped my pussy full of your evil cum. Then you took the mask off and I saw the horror underneath it. I screamed and screamed while you mutilated my body for days. The mask hanging on the wall as if it were watching from its empty eye holes. I knew that mask would be the last thing several girls ever saw today, and I was so envious. I should have fought. Instead I wait here in the cold basement for you to return from hunting and fuck your newest slave while wearing that mask.