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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.

Quench My Blood Thurst

torture phonesex karmaMy thirst for blood drives every fiber of my being, from my head to my toes and everything in between. I need to drink blood like most people need to breath air. For me it is life sustaining and orgasmic.
Today i went hunting for wild game just so I could drain the blood and drink it. I was lucky and got two huge wild bore that yielded a lot of blood for the drinking.
I have to drink it quickly so that it doesn’t spoil and I am now down to about a gallon. All that blood has made my pussy soaking wet, and made me long for human blood which is what I really love.
I guess tomorrow I will go to the hobo camp and find some poor homeless fucker. Not to skiny and not on drugs, to bring back home and enjoy.
I will hang him or her upside down from a tree, slit their throat and let the blood drain into the pot so that I can drink it while it is warm.
Human blood taste so different then animal blood and while animal blood will hold me over, nothing quenches my thirst like human blood does!

Who’s My Next Victim?

I can barely contain myself around all these pulsating veins. My pussy is throbbing with anticipation. Its something about sinking my teeth into a person that drives me wild. I love the ones that are hot and horny and the thought of me injecting my 2inch fangs into their neck gets me high.  Listening to their hearts beat rapidly then slow down and eventually stop. Hearing their moans turn into cries for help is making my pussy drip. Stupid little whores clawing at the air while I drain them like that’s going to make me stop…. I love this way too much… It gives me a rush stalking my prey, luring those silly men in with my sexy body and lustful whisper.. I’m a big tease and I like to keep it that way. Running my fangs up and down their neck, they find that shit sexy. Biting down soft then hard, love bite? I think not! As I begin to bleed them dry. They never see it coming. And they say men are stronger than women… The trail of blood and dick I leave behind should prove otherwise. Will you be my next victim? We shall find out tonight….

Jade’s A Lady Killer…

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Get on the floor bitch it’s a stick up. Those might not be the last words you hear but the end is near honey, believe me. See I don’t have any good left in my rotten heart. I’m all about snuffing bitches and fucking bitches before I snuff them. You want me to show you how I can capture, kiss and kill a bitch and still have her begging at my feet for me to fuck her again? It’s all true I promise. I’m a lady killer. I have gotten so addicted to this shit. I have to feed my cravings at least twice a week to stay sane. And even when I’m not out pussy patrolling, I’m at home thinking of different ways to snuff a bitch out. I like to be creative. I’m no average stab and go type of artist. I like to put on a show and if ever I get caught, I want the story to be epic! I want them to be like, this crazy ass bitch… She did what?! And when I’m all tucked away in my cell. I’ll have doctors doing research on my twisted brain. They’ll say, this slut is disturbed.

Double Date Gone Wrong..

accomplice phone sexWe would make the perfect couple. We both get off on torture and snuff. Not many people can say that about their partners. Boring fuckers. The missionary position should be outlawed.  They think doggy style is kinky. But not us, we find pleasure in the weirdest things. I love it when you make little sluts gag on your massive cock right before we snuff them out. You know that makes my pussy tingle in the best way. We should have a double date. One that starts with dinner and small talk about politics and PTA. We will laugh and get drunk as hell too. Then we will convince them to have a swing session with us and they will happily oblige. Then that’s where the fun will begin. They will not know what hit them when things start to get rough. They will probably try to cut our party short. When we start to purposely inflict pain upon them they will try to leave… key word: Try. By then, it will be too late. And before you know it, we will be fucking like mad lovers in a puddle of blood of our nice naive neighbors.

It’s Hunting Season

torture phonesex angie01I woke up long before the sun came up. Excitement running through my body like small jolts of electricity. In the dimly lit room I cleaned my gun and sharpened my arrows for the hunt. I find conventional hunting very boring. You know the macho men that like to hunt deer and hog and all other sorts of wild life. Please these are unintelligent animals that can not out think you, there is no challenge there. That is why once a year I have my own hunt. He has been in my basement for two weeks now. I have kept him well fed so that he is not at any disadvantage what so ever. he will be at the top of his game and provide a challenge for me. My cunt is dripping with anticipation, he is a scraping man, strong and he knows his way in the wilderness. But he is no match for me. I released my prey 25 minutes ago, naked with nothing but his wits to guide him. I will give him five more minutes then I will track him and the game will begin. As the time grows closer, my cunt is becomes wetter, quivering with the thrill of it all. He will try to out smart me, his survival depends on it. He will try, but he will not be successful. I have never lost his game. Of course IF he can make it to the edge of my land without being taken down, he will survive the hunt. I can feel the pleasure of the kill already. i will take him down with my bow, an arrow to the leg to wound him first, allowing him to run a little more, his heart pounding with fear and pain. I will track him while he is wounded, dipping my finger in his trail of blood and licking it off, making the game a bit more fun as I toy with him. Eventually i will run another arrow through one of his arms, causing more fear and pain as he realizes his chances are diminishing. I will only shoot him if he is close to winning, if not he will die a slow death as my arrows pierce his flesh until he falls, unable to go on. Then I will put the last arrow in a lung and sit at a distance, fucking my over excited cunt, rubbing my swollen clit, waiting to cum as he takes his last breath. It will be the perfect kill and another trophy for my wall.

Super Bowl Party

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My lover and I had some prepping to do before our Super Bowl Party yesterday. We got the matching team jersey, chips, drinks, complete guest list and all that was left was our meat for our special homemade nachos. We have specific taste and only a young and tender veal would do the trick. Not too skinny or fat but just enough. We stalked our victims together for a bit until we found the prefect catch. Not one but two intoxicated bimbos, I think this may have been our easiest yet.

 

We got our potentials in the car and made our way back home. Once inside we tied the brunette up hands above her head and tossed the other one to the side, we still needed her in case our guest got hungry again. I took it upon myself to give the whore a bath. Sprayed her down, made sure she was clean and then rubbed her down with some special oil. My lover eventually joined in, I couldn’t spread both of her legs and rub her inner thighs and lips at the same time.

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I know it’s bad to play with your food but she looked so inviting. Plus I’m a strong believer in getting your money’s worth. I held her thigh as he held the other and slid in to feel her insides. He assured me we made the right choice with that sly grin he had on his face after we were finished. Then we preceded to get back to business.

For the hell of it, we let the blonde serve all of our guest. You know she kept her mouth shut, she didn’t want to end up like her friend…and aside from her ball gag she knew better.

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I think our Super Bowl Party was a success…How about yours?

Out Of The Shadows

Step out of the shadows with me and explore the dark and depraved side of the sadistic, hardcore and oh so bloody world of an expert accomplice.

I know that the very thought of those young, sweet and innocent bodies gets your cock rock hard and ready to fuck, that’s the easy part of it.

Do you think you really have what it takes to succeed at stalking, luring, abducting these delicious pieces of flesh? Well, that’s just one aspect of it, you have to possess the desire to torture and fuck with their little, worthless minds and bodies.

It has to be a hunger inside of you that you must feed, when you hear their pathetic and desperate cries out in terror and pain, does it make you take it even harder and further? Nothing will deter you from your ultimate goal and that is after taking your most twisted and evil fantasy into a satisfying reality are you able  to seal the deal?

It’s up to you just how much and what you want to get out of these trapped and caged young prey. When you grow tired of their constant begging and pleading for mercy, the final and in my opinion most satisfying part of this experience is snuffing out the pathetic, useless little worthless fucks.

Share with me just how bloody and rough you want to get, what part gets your cock throbbing twisted mind racing. I can‘t wait to discover what new and interesting ways to get the job done and seal their doomed fate.

Quiddity

Shhhhhhh.  Drift, let go, float among the silent souls, be at peace.  Take nothing with you, do not try to hold on, fore there is nothing of you left here.  The time you spent with Me has come to fruition, there is nothing more.  Scraps of you are all that remain, pieces of what your essence was: your quiddity: has run it’s course.  I helped it along, to mature, to grow rapidly, to teach you what you were born to do.  You were born to be torn asunder, to be pain’s mistress, to hang onto hope, then witness it crash to the cement when you realized that hope had forsaken you.  Shattered, broken, twisted images are all that remain, they too are starting to darken aren’t they My sweet.  How ragged your breath is, wet sounding, short, your mouth gasping toward the sky in one last valiant effort to survive.  Do not fool yourself, do not allow your light to go out with this lie in your head.  I will help you once more, I will give you one last kiss upon those crimson stained lips tinged with a purple hue. My fingers will slither around your delicate throat, My grip will tighten, your wide eyes will flutter closed, and your quiddity will be released into the atmosphere, to fade into nothing.

Collection of Scissors

tool picThere are so many medical instruments I could use to dissect my victims whether they are dead or alive but one of my favorite choices is scissors. I believe scissors are much more personal than a knife or even a sharp scalpel. When using scissors, you get to feel every bit of flesh material slicing with each and every snip. The terror in the victim’s eye just sends chills throughout my entire body from the feeling of the continuous cutting. I can cut into the flesh precisely so that it looks more like a work of art than some deviant act. Like cutting up paper dolls, it looks like the shape I desire them to be. Perhaps it looks extreme when I completely snip off eyelids, nipples, and even the stupid bitch’s clitoris. Who gives a fuck when you are having fun with a sharp pair of scissors in your hands. However, that is all so trivial when in comparison to cutting them open so you can slice their heart out. Hmm, I wonder who will be the next one for me to cut up?