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Final day of Gluttony, a fat burger for the fat ass

Snuff sex

Continued

Last time we talked, I had just told you about our first week of the 7 deadly sins. We started with gluttony and a giant fat woman. My current man has a fetish for mutilation and snuff sex.

I don’t think she knew she was eating her own fat, or that he had even cut it off of her. The fat bitch even started to enjoy it. My new guy made a burger covered with all kinds of stuff and covered it with her blood. She was so out of it she ate it like any other burger.

He started to cut her up the middle and laid out each piece still attached to her back. Once he was done nothing was left of her front, the fat was all splayed out around her. You could see her ribs, her abdomen, even her pussy with all the fat removed. She wasn’t responding to him slapping her due to blood loss so he gave her a shot of adrenaline and she came to. He set up and mirror to show her how her fat was removed and she started to scream again but she could barely get any sound out, she was starting to die. He looked her in the eyes and said I’m going to fuck your slimmed down pussy while you die you bitch and tears started rolling down her face. He laughed and took his pants down and said “Fat ass, your crying only got me nice and hard.” And a maniacal laugh followed. He fucked her for several hours even after she died. When I didn’t think he could fuck anymore, he cut off a piece of the fat and sat down next to me. He handed me the piece of fat and said hold this around my cock, and he came again and again. We left with her dead and fat starting to rot all around her. Rigor had set in and it was funny to see her huge fat legs spread out all on their own from him fucking her.

Guess we are onto a new sin next week, this one is done dead. Let’s see what will be next….

Torture sex

I’m going to cum from this eventually…ending

Mutilation phone sex

After we broke her hip joints from jumping on her knees my ex started to randomly cut up and dismantle her. The head came off first and he sat and stared at it for a while, then suddenly started to skull fuck the head. I had heard the term before but haven’t seen it in the flesh.
He looked directly at me while he was doing his skull fucking and said to me…”I’m going to cum from this eventually.” And let out the most horrific laugh I have ever heard. I began to shake from all out realization that this was really happening. At first it felt like a dream or haze, not real…but it is very real and I don’t know what to do. I am frozen with fear. He shoots a load into the skulls mouth and then turns it around and hands it to me. Even more frozen I can’t take it from his hands and drop it. As it hits the floor the cum splatters out onto the floor and my ex looks at me and with the most insidious look, turns…grabs a large machete and cuts the body down the middle and says “My cum was going to be your lunch, now it’s guts. Enjoy.”

I’m going to cum from this eventually

I was out at a bar with some friends and I decided to leave before anyone else. Walking out to the car, I had my head down looking into my purse and suddenly I had arms around me pulling me toward a car. I saw the car and knew it was my ex’s car. I screamed at him to let me go, and he took his arms off me and said “Alright, alright stop your fucking screaming it’s just me. Get in the car.” “With you? Oh fuck no…I’m not going anywhere with you.” He flashed a gun and again told me to get in. I got in the passenger side and he pushed me to the driver’s side and told me to get going. When he was shoving me over I noticed a woman tied up in the back with a bandanna around her head gagging her. “Where are we heading.” I said to him in total fear. He told me to just head out and go left out of the parking lot. After about 10 minutes we arrived at a dump of a hotel, the $20 a night kind of slum. My ex turned around and pointed the gun at the woman and told her she was going to walk to the room and not make a sound or she would be shot in the tits. He took the gag off her and she gasped and rubbed her face.
In the room he had a tarp laid out, and when the woman saw it she started to panic. My ex punched her in the face as hard as he could and told her to shut the fuck up. He took the blanket that was on her and laid it over the tarp and told her to get down on it. She whimpered a little and he raised his hand and she stopped immediately. She lay down on the blanket and he told her to cross her legs Indian style. Then he looked at me and said when I tell you to, jump on her knee. When he said go, he jumped on her other knee and her hip joints broke. She started screaming out of pain so he stuffed the bandanna in her mouth. Tears were streaming down her face.
My ex doesn’t get off from fucking of any kind. He cums simply from torture and I am his accomplice tonight. And I think it’s going to be a long night.
I will write more tomorrow, I have to go help him again…

Accomplice phone sex

Nipples, tortured and filleted

Sometimes, you end up in a situation that you thought you wanted, but it evolved into something worse than what you could have even imagined. I met a guy online thru an alternative sexual meeting group. I figured there would be other people with extreme fetishes. That is the point of the groups. One guy in particular lived somewhat close to me, only about 35 min away. We exchanged numbers and agreed a meeting for sexual purposes would be a good idea.
We had texted a few times and decided on a day to meet up. I was nervous and excited to try some sexually charged torture. When I arrived he promptly escorted me to his dungeon. It was quite elaborate with a lot of restraint devices and canes, craps, clamps of all kinds. He stopped me at the door, ordered me to strip. He pointed to a table and said lay on it. I laid down on the table and my arms and legs were pulled tight stretching me out and making me unable to move much.
He jammed a dildo in my pussy that I think had to be 12 inches around, it was huge, but it felt like I was being fisted and my pussy was aching to cum from it. As I was laying there he was watching me enjoy the large object inside me. I opened my eyes to see a giant knife in his hand, and without giving any moments at all to react, in one motion is filleted my nipple clean off. I screamed from the intense pain, but at the same time he was still fucking my pussy with the giant dildo. I don’t know how or why, but I came. I went home to mend my wounds and think about the events of that night.

Torture phone sex

Home invasion phone sex with Makayla

When the window broke I knew someone was trying to get in. I yelled down the stairs that I was calling the cops. I picked up the phone and the line was dead. I tried to turn the lights on but the power was out. I tried to run and hide but the found me. Dragged me down the stairs by hair. Pulling me to table. They tied me up and made sure all the blinds were shut before they turned the power on again. They gagged me and ripped my clothes off. They set up a video camera and started playing some hard rock music. They got naked and started rubbing their cocks all over my naked body. Each one of them had a knife.

Home invasion phone sex

They started digging their knifes one by one into my soft belly skin. “You will slowly bleed out and die. We want out viewers to have a bloody show.” They started fucking my dry pussy. Forcing their hard cocks into my dry hole, ripping and tearing me. While the other one started throat fucking me, making me gag on his giant cock. It wasn’t long before it started to feel good. The blood from my pussy tears made for perfect lube and I had thrown up everything in my stomach so now I was just gagging. They switched holes. Decided to both fuck my tight asshole together. They shoved one into my bloody covered asshole and started forcing the other cock inside of my ass. They started kissing each other as they fucked my asshole together. That’s when things started drifting away from the pain. Everything went dark.

Killer Phone Sex Fun with a Friend

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are my specialty. As a young girl, everyone called me Wednesday Addams because of my morbid fascination with death. Now, I never killed animals like most serial killers. I like animals. It’s people I hate. I am not really a serial killer either. Serial killers murder out of compulsion and they have a type of person they kill, along with a pattern. I kill because I want to, not because I need to. Sometimes I kill for money; other times I kill because the world doesn’t need another asshole or annoying brat. I am more like an angel of death than a serial killer. My killing is compassionate killing for the living. I have this girlfriend who was being harassed and stalked by a total loser. I mean she is a hot model. Statuesque beauty who can have any man she wants. Why would she waste time with a small dick loser? Especially one with no money. I threatened him once. I only give you one warning to back off. The second time we tango, you die. I don’t have the time nor the energy to waste giving warning after warning. Plus, how do I carry any weight if I have no follow through. I want to be taken seriously as a snuff porn queen. Brandon didn’t heed my warning. He also didn’t heed the court’s warning when he walked right through that restraining order. Just like Earle, Brandon had to die. My friend went with me. She was my accomplice and ticket into his gated home. He still lived with mommy and daddy at 35. How pathetic is that? They travel the world, so they were not home. Once we were in, he saw me. Rightfully so, he was scared. He tried to run, but I tossed a bottle at his head and down he went. I wanted to slit his throat immediately, but there is no fun in that. I tied him to his bed spread eagle and naked. Chopped off his balls so I could use them as a ball gag. Aimee did the honors and whacked off his pecker. We let him bleed out slowly and painfully, waited until the shock sunk in, then we sliced an artery and left to have dinner. He had no friends. His parents won’t find him for two weeks. Don’t be a loser or an asshole and you get to live.

Evil phone sex with Ivy

Evil phone sex

I’m craving something evil. Something so bad that you would have to repent and bathe in holy water to feel a little bit clean again. I mean if you believe in the joke of God and all that stupid bullshit that goes with it. I believe in what I see and I have seen some evil shit. Like a 9 month swollen belly getting sliced open with a rusty knife… hands ripping that big swollen belly open and pulling out that lifeless body. The new mommy screams as she watches the life she grew being used as a fucktoy! God thinking about it now makes my pussy drip. I love hunting for pregnant women. Their big milk filled breasts are so juicy and tender. Their big bellies are easily filled after you rip out that little fucking shit bag. I wonder which one of you has the balls to hunt for 2 with me!

Langley loves killer phone sex!

Killer phone sex Langley

Having a cold-blooded streak gives me a deep love of killer phone sex! Every girl has their deep, dark secret fantasies don’t they? I have one favorite, one that I turn to over and over again.

Every night I’m on here, I get calls from guys wanting to talk for free, trying to get me to talk before payment, or simply saying nothing, stroking their pathetic cocks on the other end of the phone. They keep my wonderful, faithful paying customers from being able to get through. And even if it’s for a minute, I won’t stand for that!

 He’s strapped to my stretching table. Nice and tight. His eyes flutter as he’s coming to. His eyes are huge when he sees me, he tries to scream, but between my gag and his nearly crushed throat, all he can do is a muffled rasp. Ha! Fucking worthless piece of fucking shit. I know he recognizes me, he’s called from my website enough, fucking twatwaffle. He really tries to freak the fuck out when I pull my set of scalpels out and start playing the flat edges over his naked body, slightly nicking here and there. I can’t help but to giggle out loud. Fucking pig!

Now what to do? Hmmm, it seems that he is having a terrible issue with two parts of his anatomy. His ear, and his sad little limp dick. Those fingers, those are issues, too. I got it!

I take my little pretty shiny, grip the tip of his ear, and start slowly slicing through the cartilage and flesh, I can almost hear him screaming, not that anyone will hear the little git. I hold his ear in front of his face, flapping it around like a red, sick jello jiggler. It’s strangely entertaining! What a nice-sized hole that’s made!

Oh look, he’s starting to spit his gag out. Let’s fix that! I grab what little I can of his impotent wiener, and I start slicing around and around, until all that’s left holding it to his bleeding body is his bloody urethra. I enjoy looking dead in his eyes as I grip it between my knuckles and..SNAP!.. there it goes!

Oh, tears, how sweet. I stretch his detached ear out just a bit, fit his severed dick through it, and wedge it in his sobbing mouth after removing his gag. Beautiful! He’s too busy gagging on his own still-piss dripping, blood-soaked member to see me pick up the cigar cutter.

Fucking love this thing. Just the fun clicking noise they make gets my cunt fucking wet! His pinky finger slides easily into the hole, and just as he opens his crying eyes to look my way, *POP* goes the finger! One after another, ’till all he has left for hands are two bloody palms. His left thumb is keeping his gaping, bloody pisser from bleeding out too quickly.

One by one I ram his own fingers through his hearing hole into that empty fucking skull.

Long after he’s dead, I’m still filling his head with his digits.

Try bugging me now, bitch!

Killer phone sex with Ivy

I started dancing when I was young. Ran away from home and looked good enough to stick a dick in. That’s how I got my job at the club in Vegas. I found my first victim there. She was new, sexy little blonde thing. I thought she would be fun. She was so nervous her first night. I gave her drink “Liquid courage helps you get naked up there.” She smiled and took the shot like a fucking champ.

Killer phone sex

I poured her a few more and after 5 shots she was lit up and ready to take her clothes off for anyone! I watched her bumping and grinding on the pole. Her moves where sloppy but she was sexy. I was giving a lap dance to this freak who had a super hard cock. I told him he could have the two of us for some fun later on tonight. He just needed to wait in the parking-lot for us. His cock was throbbing and I knew I had him in my web. That poor little thing could barely handle the 5 shots, but I kept feeding them to her. Our shift was over and she was black out drunk. The perv was there waiting for us. Even helped her into his truck. He took us to his place and it was instantly hot. I was grinding on him as he sucked my titties. Little miss drunkie was passed out by this time and I stopped this perve. “Do you know what really turns me on? I love seeing a bitch get fucked while she is asleep. It makes my pussy so fucking wet.”

Evil phone sex

I kissed him deeply and started stroking his rock hard cock. “Go on, she wants it baby. She wants you to fuck her while she is out cold. It turns her on too. She loves it when you start choking her if she wakes up. Its all part of the fun baby!” He was into it. I pulled her panties down for him, held her legs wide open for him as he started pounding her pussy. I was sitting right above her, rubbing my pussy. Letting him watch me finger fuck myself as he brutally fucked her holes. Just as she started to wake up I told him to hit her, make her feel like this isnt a fucking dream. I encouraged him to punch her in the face, to choke her and to end her miserable pathetic life. He came deep in her pussy about 5 minutes after she was gone.

Rape phone sex fantasies

“Look at what you have done! You killed her! You are a monster! You are going to rot in prison. Did I mention little miss here isn’t even legal?” I handed him a knife and told him he was better off slicing his own wrists. I watched him bleed out and made myself cum so fucking hard!

Murder phone sex Fantasies, fuck me with a knife

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Master has me in his playroom. He straps me down to the metal table naked. Him and one of his friend’s start rubbing on me. They work their way down to my already wet cunt hole. They begin to finger me. Once my tight pussy is soaking wet they begin their fun.

They start by fucking me with a broom stick. It hurts. They ram it deep into my cunt. I scream out in pain. They take away the broom stick to replace it with the handle of a thick brush. They shove that in and out of my tight wet hole as well.

Master starts to fist fuck me now. He shoves his whole fist deep inside of my stretching bald cunt. I begin to cry. He punches his fist inside me over and over.

I think he is done when he takes his fist out. I am wrong. His friend takes a knife. I think he is going to fuck me with the handle. Wrong again. He stabs my soaking wet cunt hole. Over and over he slices my tight pussy. I beg him to stop.

Everything goes dark. My pussy is gushing out blood as he fucks me harder with the blade. I feel myself grow cold as my bloody pussy betrays me as I squirt out my juices onto his knife.