I went shopping the other day…yes I know a girl like me as violent and dark as I am went and did something feminine. But it turned into something much more brutal…This bitch pissed me off you know? She just had whore written all over her, you would do the same. You would need my help to get her in the car and able to dominate. I can’t wait to see you stuffing your cock down some poor slut’s mouth as she tries to scream for help! Nothing sounds better than the muffled scream as she screams for help with your throbbing dick shoved deep down her throat. I don’t know why they struggle so much… I know they always wanted this. They deserve it. Walking around in their skanky clothes, they are practically begging to be fucked! We’ll take this one out in the middle of nowhere, so no one can hear he screams for help. And once we are done using her, torturing her and forcing her to fuck us both – we’ll snuff her life out. She won’t ever be found…and her family will simply assume she ran off with some guy like she always does. Even her family knows she is a whore! Little do they know that right before I choked the life out of her pretty little face she was our whore, obeying all we said just so we would ‘spare her’. They always fall for that; I tell them if they are a good little sex slave that we won’t hurt them and we’ll let them go so they LITERALLY do whatever we want…but they won’t be going anywhere except buried under the dirt once we are done with them! Covered in blood, piss and cum, I love degrading these pathetic sluts. They’ll suck on my titties as you fuck their ass, they will suck your cock like it’s the best cock they’ve ever had in their mouth, I’ll make them tell us how much they love it all…and once we’re done, well you know what happens.
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She pissed me off and had to die
This winter solstice will be bloody
At last! The winter solstice has arrived. I might or might not have some witchy abilities…I’ll never say. But it makes you wanna know how I got so mean? How I literally get away with murder. Ahh, that’s because I make some bloody sacrifices so the forces are on my side. And I will be making multiple human sacrifices this winter solstice. Hopefully you would like to join me, because if you don’t you’ll end up covered in blood and holes just like the rest of the whores I am gathering together for tonight’s losses. It will be brutal, body parts slowly being cut off, fucking their holes with their own friend’s hands, letting their blood spill everywhere as my pussy drips with the love of torture and pain. I will force them to taste my wet cunt, hold their heads deep into my pussy so they can smell how much this turns me on, breathe in the wet pussy as their little heads get cut off. Stupid whores had to be sacrificed for me…how else am I going to enjoy the new winter solstice?
Needles, Zip Ties, and Screams
I don’t know how I got here. I am in a cold basement. I slowly regain consciousness. I can feel the chilly breeze on my body. I am fully nude. I feel my hands and feet tied up. Struggling only makes my wrists and ankles burn from the rope. I am so confused. You step out of the shadows. Your face looks so stern. When you come closer, I can see the syringe in your right hand. It is full of clear liquid. You come closer. I can feel you tying my tits up with zip ties. I yelp in pain. It is pitching my skin. Then you stick the needle into my right tit. The liquid burns so mad and I scream in pain. You laugh while I wither around. My tits start getting bigger and bigger. I begin to get dizzy again. You tell me when I wake up; I will have much bigger tits and many more modifications.
Christmas Morning
I am waiting in the shadows. It’s Christmas Eve and I know that the fucking brats are all tucked away in bed and soon Mommy and Daddy will be coming down stairs to play Santa. They will be laughing and giddy with excitement. I will sit and watch and play with my wet hot pussy while I finger the cold steel of the knife I have in one hand and the rope that is between my teeth. I will watch as they wrap gifts and put together bicycles. I wait quietly for just the right moment and then I make my move. The brats will wake up to bloody bodies among their presents. It will be the ultimate in pleasure and terror and Christmas will never be the same!
Bloody Phone Sex and Little Bodies
Bloody phone sex and snuff phone sex just isn’t the same without little bodies. Little faces contorted in pain. Little voices hoarse from screaming. Little holes ripped apart and bleeding for our pleasure. Innocent and having no idea of what evil lurks in the world, in the hearts and souls of people like us. That is until we lure them in and torture them in the most violent and incomprehensibly ways. They beg, they call for their mommies. They pray. They do everything they can think of in order to earn some mercy. Some relief. But it doesn’t come. We love for these moments. We crave these moments, We encourage each other the entire time and when all is said and done, we fuck each other while touching the lifeless bodies. of our victims. Laying next to us in the most awkward positions, pale and staring open eyed into the distance. The glassy eyed stare of death spurs us on and enhances our orgasms.
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Christmas is a time to do evil to counteract all of the cheer. Why do you think the movie Krampus is so popular right now? People fucking hate Christmas. They want to hack their way through crowds with a machete. Evil beings wish to see all the little boyhood and girlhood icons turn evil and molest and violate the innocent. Every time I hear someone singing Jingle Bells or Frosty the Snowman, I want to conjure up the demons from hell and wreak havoc on some souls. Let Frosty the Molester and Satan Santa come once a year and take their pick. I would love to be the accomplice. We’ll kidnap, torture, and violate you and yours. Send the pieces home to mama in a pretty red stocking stained with blood. Come here, little brats. You want a kitten for Christmas? How about a dead one? Wrapped up and rotting in a pretty Christmas box. Better yet, how about a dead human, left decaying in the woods after we torture her on Christmas Eve. Santa has a big hard-on for sweet young girls. It’s covered in barbs and razors to slash little pussies and assholes to ribbons. Tie that to the top of your present!!!
The next time someone says Santa is watching you, you’d better watch out, you’d better not cry. Cause Christmas is here and it’s your turn to die. If you are a Christmas hater, it’s time to come play with me. ‘Tis the season to slash and maim.
Tortue Snuff Porn
You love your toys. You always bring them to our sessions. Snuff phone sex makes me so hot and horny. It cures that torture yearning desire inside of me. This time your tool box includes five rusty old nails, cigarettes, a thick piece of wood, a saw, and a gun. You display all your items in a neat row on your work table. You laugh at me when you see my back arch. Sweat drips down my body and I start shaking. I know how much you love torturing my innocent body. I try to mentally prepare myself for what’s about to come but I know resistance is futile.
You demand that I keep my eyes open the whole time. First, you take the pack of cigarettes. Then you pull one out and slowly light it. I can see the smoke around your face as you take a long draw. I start screaming as you burn my tits with the end of the burning hot cigarette. It hurts so bad, but I know the worst has yet to come. Next you take the wood and lay it under my tits, and nail my nipples straight into the wood. I can see the smile on your face as the pain fills mine. Blood starts rushing down my stomach. I can feel my body getting weak.
I see you take out a shiny pistol. My body starts shaking as I know exactly what you are going to do to me…then you surprise me. You tell me that the pistol only has one bullet in it and for every time it doesn’t go off; you are going to saw off one of my limbs. I start screaming but I know no one is going to come save me. You brace the gun against my forehead. I clutch my eyes close as you pull the trigger. Nothing goes off. You grab the old saw and brutally saw off my left leg, but pain is almost too much to bear. There is blood everywhere. You laugh at my screams.
Still laughing, you pull the trigger again, this time you place the gun on the back of my head. It doesn’t go off. You begin sawing off my right leg. This one takes a little longer- you buckle down to really cut through the bone and tissue. I am soaked in blood and almost about to black out from the pain. Your cock is so hard as you see me crying and screaming in intense pain. You put the trigger against the bottom of my chin. You wait a minute to watch my legless body wiggle helplessly around. You pull the trigger and everything goes dark. I will never know what you did to my lifeless limp body.
Strangulation Phone Sex
The house is illuminated in more Christmas lights then I have ever seen in my life! It is so festive that it is sickening. Looking at all the flashing lights, images of wrapping them around her pretty little neck and squeezing until her eyes bulge out and her face turns purple brings that familiar fluttering to my stomach and the tingle between my legs is growing as the pussy juice begins to flow. The thought has barely formed when the phone rings and to my delight my caller wants to share a strangulation phone sex call. It is just the fix I need or so I think. By the end of the call my blood is boiling and all I can think about is the neighbor and her pretty little neck. As I hang up the phone I get dressed and head out of the door, In my excitement I feel like I am gliding across the lawn. Getting in is easy and as I pass the festive Christmas tree I rip a strand of lights off of it. The tree comes crashing down with a thunderous roar and can hear her footsteps over head. The blood rushing in my ears matches her hurried steps. As she rounds the corner I take her down and wrap the lights around her neck, plugging one end into the wall I look down at her fear covered face shining bright and slowly tighten the cord while my cunt explodes and releases all it’s juices.
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Snuff phone sex with Ivy
There is something about those sweet young whores. I see them around and I finally picked a whore up. God she was so young and selling her tight young body. She was not sure about me, she should have gone with her gut. Once she got into my car she would never be seen again. That fifthly cunt has no one who cares about her! No one cared that she ran away and that she is selling her pussy for food and drugs. This fucking whore was going to die and she has no idea. This fucking whore was going to scream as I tortured her. She is going to beg and plead for help. No one will come looking for her. No one will miss her. She is now mine, mine to fuck with!