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I Have A Thin Mint Connection

 

torture phonesex thinmintI have been so fucking sick of these damned girl scouts and their fucking cookies. When a group of them approached me yesterday on the side walk I decided it was time to bake some real girl scout cookies. I mean what is a girl scout cookie with out the main ingredient, girl scouts?
So I smiled sweetly and told them I would love to, and then I invited them to camp out with me last night. I bought a box of thin mints and set up our meeting for camping out.
I went straight to the store to get all the ingredients for cookies, save one which would arrive later….and headed back to camp to get ready.
They showed up right on time. I told them we were going to make some special tea made of the herbs in the woods. They were delighted it seems that they are trying to earn their camping merit badge tonight and the tea could help them with their forage foods badge too.torture phonesex girlscout
Ha the only badge they are earning tonight is their cooking merit badge but they will never collect it!
The tea worked perfectly, they were high and laughing and eager to strip when I suggested it.
We mixed the cookie batter, they were mixing their own doom and the excitement of it all made me cum all down my leg. In their innocents they thought I had peed and got a laugh.
The laughter soon turned to screams as I began skinning them to get their flesh for the cookies.
I skinned each inner thigh, not a huge area, just big enough to get a chunk of meat out of each one. I wanted them alive and watching as I made the girl scout cookies.
It was orgasmic listening to them scream and cry in pain watching me grind their flesh and add it to the cookies. They cried the whole time they were baking, increasing my arousal.
And then I untied them and told them we were going to have milk and cookies.
For their bed time story, I put on my strap on and fucked each of them. Irritating their wounds, making them scream, getting the blood from their inner thighs on my hips, lubricating my thrusts until I was cumming hard over and over. Tying them up again, all I could think of was how many batches of cookies I could make keeping them alive.
This morning I feasted on the left over cookies for breakfast and have been helping them earn merit badges all day in my own way.torture phonesex karma

Itty Bitty Bitches BLEED

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You know what I did last weekend? Abducted two idiot little girls straight from their stupid ass babysitter’s arms. The stupid cunt was texting her fucking boyfriend and didn’t even see me lure them away from her dim-witted sight…I told the little girl bitches that their Mommy was looking for them. I said she was on the phone by my van, and their eyes got real wide because the dumbshits believed me. Technology is really fucking up this nation. When the two puny brats got close to the car, I slid open the door and got out my favorite weapon of choice: a heavy brass clock. BAM!! It hit the side of blondie’s head and she went down crying. SMACK!! Her sister tried to help her as the blood trailed down the side of her head, so I kicked her in the stomach and she convulsed on the ground. Whoops, my metal-toed boot must’ve connected with an ovary. Oh well. That little blonde whore wont be having brats anyway. After smacking them stupid, their whining started to annoy me. So when they passed out from the tears, I loaded them into the van and drove to the cabin. I had my friend Mark waiting there, and he was excited to watch me tear up those little pussies and do unimaginable things to their sensitive little girl parts. They’re such small, tiny little girls…miniature asses, narrower everything. When they started to wake up, the gash in the side of the first sister’s head started gushing blood all over the ground. To punish her for making a mess, I grabbed the hot poker from the fireplace and shoved the hot metal stick up her tiny asshole. She screamed so loudly, I pumped it in and out of her even faster and then made the younger sister go suck Mark’s cock on her hands and knees if she wanted to save her sister. I even got the messed up little whore to lick my wet slit using her own blood as lube for Mark to fuck me with. After we had our fill of annoying, pathetic little girls, we tied them up together with their pussies smashed against each other to let them bleed out into each respective hole. Now that’s what it means for family to be thicker than blood…Byebye Bitches.

She Walks Alone

She Walks AloneEvery night I sit looking out my window just watching that little girl walking at night all by herself.  just thinking about all of the sadistic things I could do to that little brat just makes my pussy all wet.  As I sit here I am plotting my next move, how am I going to lure her into my dark world.  I think I should just kidnap that little bitch off of the street, it wouldn’t be hard but would be fun!  How should I go about snatching her up off of the street?  Maybe I should enlist my boyfriend, he loves that shit!  We always love to fuck after a good torture session!  So this is what we are going to do, I will be driving my car and my boyfriend will be hiding in the back seat and I will stop and ask her if she needs a ride.  So our plan is in place and I am driving my car and stop and ask her if she needs a ride, she says no so I have my boyfriend jump out of the back seat and snatch her right up off of the street.  She starts screaming like a little bitch so my boyfriend puts a gag in her mouth and duct tapes it so she will shut up!  She is kicking and resisting so he duct taped her hands and feet.  We get her back to my house and that is where the fun begins!!!  I want her to watch what I do to her, I want to see the fear in her little eyes.  So I get my knife out and start rubbing the cold blade up and down her body, not cutting her yet but she knows it is coming!  How this excites me is unreal I could cream my pants with this shit.  My boyfriend is sitting here with me with the biggest hard on.  I can’t wait to fuck this little bitch up so my boyfriend and I can start fucking like little rabbits!  The more fear that shows in her eyes the more excited I get!  I then take the knife and start cutting up that cute little face of hers.  With every scream my pussy gets wetter and wetter.  I start sliding the knife down her chest cutting it open and letting it bleed all over.  I keep cutting her chest all the way down to her stomach just making superficial cuts for now just to watch them bleed!  God how I love torturing and lots of blood.  I run my finger through the warm blood flowing out of her body and start rubbing it all over my face and even sucking it off of my finger, yum!  I also have these little needles that I am going to put through those little nipple buds of hers and really hear her scream!   I lean down and whisper in her ear that she should never walk alone at night, lol.  Then I spread her little legs and plunge the knife deep into her little cunny.  OMG seeing all of that blood spewing out makes me want to fuck my boyfriend!  We start fucking as she is bleeding, god that makes it so good!!!  I finally take the knife and slice her open from her stomach to her chest seeing all of her insides start to fall out.  Then i watch her bleed until the life goes completely out of her!  Man I have cum so many times over this little bitch, totally worth it!!!

Life before I was a mortician

Taboo phone sex Pandora 1When I was going through medical school to become the skilled and secretly wicked mortician that I am, I had a roommate right down the road from campus. This roommate was a guy who was pursuing his M.D. to become a doctor in various medical fields. Shortly after we became roommates, I noticed that he had the same lustful desires for cadavers as I do. However, we had a difficult time finding fresh dead corpses to have at our disposal which lead us to the dark adventures that were to come. We came up with a plan to go down town to where the strip of bars and night clubs were all at. There we began hunting for the right specimen to take away in the late night for medical experiments and nasty sexual fulfillment. The perfect candidate would be a beautiful, young drunk girl who had way too much to drink. Usually we would find this drunk girl passed out from drinking in an ally way or violently vomiting into the brushes which is clearly obvious that she is on her way to blacking out near by for us to take her away. Oh I do miss those college days with my old roommate.

Accomplice Phone Sex

 

torture phonesex karmaI have always been fascinated by the Japanese sub cultures. Japan has such a rich heritage and is so beautiful and yet the nightlife is so full of wild and crazy subculture. Traditional woman are the polar opposite of my life style, timid and mild mannered woman, something about that makes my pussy wet. I could never be like them, no eye contact, subservient, to be seen and not heard, I am far to evil and demented, but the idea of them being that way mesmerizes me and drives me crazy.
I never thought I would come face to face with this culture in my world but low and behold I have. I was in town and I caught the eye of  a Japanese business man who was visiting. He offered to pay me for my company for the night.  He wanted to experience an American woman, out spoken and feisty in the bedroom with no limits and no taboos. I had all intentions of fucking him up when I accepted his offer and took his money.
He took me to a Japanese restaurant for dinner and as we sipped Saki and ate Sushi he began to tell me about the KoGals in Japan and how he could make some good money if he could find some girls from the States to come to Japan and be KoGals.
KoGals, he explained are young Japanese girls who dress in school girl uniforms and service older Japanese business men. He offered to pay for a trip to Japan if I would bring a couple young girls with me and let him buy them.
I know damned good and well I can find some young fucking run a way sluts that would never be missed and would jump at a chance to take a trip that was paid for.
He wanted me to be his accomplice in a human trafficking scheme and my cunt went wild with the idea of it! I asked him what happened to them once they “out grew” their usefulness. And when he laughed that wicked laugh, I knew they would be disposed of in ways that would make my cunt sing ! .
After dinner we went to his hotel and I fucked him inside out. I pulled out my kinkiest, raunchiest, sluttiest treats and made him beg for more.
I was ready to negotiate, I wanted to know how much he was paying per head, how fast did he want them, what was my cut.
I had a week to get the little sluts and all the arrangements would be made before he left. I couldn’t believe my luck. Not only was I going to get off on kidnapping the little sluts, but while in Japan I was going to find me some pretty little orientals and fuck them up. This is a chance of a life time! The whole idea was just beyond anything I could imagine and I couldn’t tell if the building juice between my legs was his left over cum dripping out or me creating more juice at the thought of highjacking a couple little sluts and then getting to take them to Japan.
Finally we sealed the deal over another bottle of Saki and a ball busting fuck. .And I start planning my acquisition. I have just the two little sluts in mind. Deviant little runaways that love to fuck and will do anything for money. They will never be missed and once I get the little bitches to Japan they will never be found either!
Fuck my pussy is wet with anticipation!

A Book For Her

I don’t often keep my slaves for very long. A few months is pretty much the longest they survive. Either I get tired of them and they no longer bring me pleasure, which insures their death in a slow and painful fashion as punishment for displeasing me in any way. Or they simply can’t stand  the torture inflicted upon them for my pleasure and they wither away. Weakness tends to take most of them and yet this too makes my pussy wet, knowing that I wore them down physically and emotionally. Demonstrating my dominance and superiority yet again. However Val was with me for almost nine years. She was in her late 20’s when I “obtained her” I won her from a friend who had enslaved her a few months before she became mine. When I first won Val I inflicted as much pain as I could upon her to test her will. Each time she surprised me. Torture that had caused others to pass out, cry, plead and beg for mercy, she took with a glassy look in her eyes, rarely flinching and never, ever crying out. She challenged me each and every time to push things further, to find more ways to inflict more pain. The constant challenge she presented brought me earth shattering orgasms and spawned more deviant ways to torture her. Yet each time she withstood my abuse, and I would cum not only from the pleasure of torturing her but from admiration of her resolve. After having her for about a year she happened to get pregnant  when a close friend won the chance to fuck her in a poker game one night. Fuck I was pissed when she started showing and I stepped up the torture for the rush of watching her loose the fucking thing at my hands. But true to form Val didn’t loose it, she had that little fucker and to my delight it was a girl. I made sure it was well cared for because if this little fucking thing had half of what her mother did in guts and fortitude she would be an excellent second generation slave. Over the years the mother/daughter duo has provided me with many hours of pleasure. Val died last week and I have to say I felt a slight twinge of sadness, but knew I still had her offspring. As a slave she certainly was not getting buried or getting any type of ceremony honoring her life or service. However I did feel like I wanted to keep a piece of her. So I gutted and skinned her, feeding her flesh to her daughter over the last week. I bottled her blood and stretched and dried her skin. I have cut her skin into pages creating a book bound by her dried intestines and using her blood as ink. I have begun to pen some of the most horrific moments of our time together to enjoy in the future. I am naming it “Valley of Death”torture phonesex angie

The Perfect Storm

torture phonesex karma1My mood matches the raging storm that has been rumbling for days now without letting up. The wind howling, the rain beating down with angry fists while the night fills with the loud angry screams of the thunder. Nights have rolled into days and the raging storm has created equal darkness no matter the time of night or day. My mood and blood is raging now too, I am restless and eager to escape the captivity created by the storm.
Finally I can’t take any more captivity and I have to escape. By the time I reach town I am soaked and the darkness has filled my heart. I must find release for both my pussy and my rage.
As soon as I walked into the little cafe I heard her mouth. Loud and obnoxious and full of herself, just the kind of mouth you want to shut. And then she looked up at me and it was self righteous and demeaning. Oh yes I would teach this one a lesson!
I wait patiently as my cunt gets wetter thinking about the satisfaction of taking this chick down a notch or two or three…
I brought a few things with me because I knew I couldn’t wait to get someone back to my place. The roaring inside me had to be tamed.
I dragged her into the alley and began beating her mercilessly as my pussy gushed with satisfaction and my heart began pounding faster. The adrenalin and the release of all my frustration raging as I throw blows. Finally I am tired of beating her limp body and it is time to drag her home to finish what I started.
I get her home and tie her to a tree while I prepare for her to wake up. I take out my needle and thread, and as soon as she is awake, looking at me through the slits that were once her eyes, I get to work. Sewing those steely eyes closed, cutting that sharp tongue out of her mouth, before sewing it shut are just what I need for on earth shattering orgasm before leaving her there tied to the tree in the storm.
I sleep well, satiated and dreaming of what I will do to her in the morning.

Gruss Von Krampus

Allow Me to introduce you to one of My favorite all time Demons.  His name is Krampus, and He has the honor to make His appearance every Christmas Eve.  He travels along with Saint Nicholas, riding with a black sack tossed over his shoulder in the back the sleigh.  The reason for him to exist is to punish nasty, dirty, disgusting, out of control, parasitic, young males and females.  If you so happen to find yourself upon Saint Nicholas’ naughty list, you can be sure of a visit from Mr. Krampus.  He will beat you with a bundle of birch sticks, He will toss you into his sack, He will give you nightmares, and He will even take you with him, to be put into slavery for the next year until you learn your lesson. 

Almost everyone in the world equates Christmas with happiness, love, joy, feelings of good will toward our fellow man.  I however, do not.  I equate Christmas with this beautiful, wonderful Demon, who makes little ones suffer, causes them pain, and I can only imagine, give them some sort of mental scarring which would be sure to never heal.  All in all, I hope that your Christmas is filled with everything your wicked heart desires, along with the screams of those bratty neighborhood fuck sticks being beaten by a Demon.

Merry Krampus,

Sin

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He Wanted Accomplice Phone Sex That Would Sock It To Him

 

accomplice phonesex angie1He called because he wanted to know if I would be his accomplice again. As soon as he asked me to bring my sharpened scoop I knew what was to cum. My pussy juice dripping down my leg I put the metal to the sharpening stone and made sure it was razor sharp before I left for his house. When he opened the door I saw her in the corner, cowering and whimpering, her young body not fully developed, her long blonde hair flowing down her back but when she looked at me with those wide eyes, not blue, not grey but a smokey color somewhere in the middle, my pussy responded and I knew why he wanted her. As soon as my feet crossed the threshold and the door closed behind me he was on her like a man possessed, yanking her up by her hair and dragging her into the bathroom, shoving her to her knees in front of the toilet and motioning me to sit on her back. I face the wall and straddle her back taking her hair in my hand and waiting for him to get into position. I know he is going to rip her tight little ass open and my bare pussy is rubbingaccomplice phonesex angie2 against her back as I get ready. I hear him grunt and I shove her head into the toilet, holding her under the water as he rams into her deep and hard. Rubbing my cunt against her soft young skin I ride her as she bucks and tries to get a breath. Finally I pull her up so she can get one big gulp of air before shoving her face back into the toilet. He is fucking her in a frenzy now and I know he is almost ready for the best part of this. He pushes me off her and grabs her hair from my hand spinning her around and shoving her head back so I can do what I came here to do. I grab the scoop and cut her eye right out of the socket before he shoves the head of his dick in the gaping hole. I look down at him and say the words that he is waiting to hear. ” Shove it in baby. You know you want to feel the warm, softness of her brain against your cock. And I want to see the fluid push out of every orifice as you explode inside her head” In an instant we are both cumming rubbing our oozing juices all over her limp body. I love being his accomplice!

The Devil Made Me Do It

I saw him while I was eating lunch. I could tell by looking at him that he was just what I was looking for. I went over to his table and helped myself to the seat across from him. He looked at me with haunted eyes and my pussy instantly got wet as possibilities ran through my head.
I have been looking for just the right one for a week now. It is getting harder and harder to just look at them tied up and masturbate with out touching them. But Lucifer gave me specific instructions and I know the consequences if I do not obey.
It took awhile to get him to talk, he is so introverted, which was perfect.
As soon as I got him away from people and started talking about them, his eyes lit up like light bulbs. My pussy began to gush cum and I knew he was the right choice. My Lord would be pleased tonight.
He told me how he had been in treatment and how wrong his thoughts were according to his Family and Therapist. His family is going to be mighty upset because in one afternoon and night I am going to undo all this bullshit they have put in his head.
I can’t stop cumming as I take his hand and lead him deeper into the woods. As we approach my cabin I tell him it is OK to want their young bodies, tight and innocent and not yet touched. It is OK to touch them and feel their warm pink skin under his hands.
I open the door and there they are naked and tied up against the wall. His breathing gets faster instantly and when I look into his eyes; my eyes glowing red like fire; I know he is mine and will take them all for me.