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Ripping Hearts Out Of Bleeding Chests

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Have you ever squeezed a beating heart in your fist? You haven’t lived until you try it! I love cutting a fresh kill open and exploring their insides, but nothing compares to that. I just kept fantasizing and day dreaming about pulling someone’s heart of them while they were breathing. Anytime I think about something that long you better believe I’m going to try it.

My first attempt didn’t go well. There was this awful whore walking down some random street, I snatched her up because I could tell right away that no one would miss her. I tortured her for a couple days just for some entertainment, but eventually that got boring like it always does. When that happens it means either my victim dies or I release them severely mutilated. Unfortunately for her I already had something in mind. Everything was going well when I first cut into her chest, but then she started convulsing uncontrollably when I reached inside. She died pretty quickly and her heart was still warm by the time I reached it, but it was no longer beating.

That wasn’t good enough so I had to try again. This time with a younger whore who was equally awful. When I picked her up I asked if she had any family or friends, she said she didn’t. I didn’t find that surprising at all. I even laughed about it, which scared her a little. She started to beg for me to let her out of my car right after that and doing that only made me laugh more.

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She should consider herself lucky because I didn’t take the time to really torture her. That nasty bitches death was quick, usually I don’t like that. As soon as I had her someplace nice and secluded I got right to work. I forced her onto her back and stabbed her directly in the chest. Obviously I was careful to avoid her heart, I just needed a way into her chest. Once that was out of the way I spread her bleeding chest open with my hands and dug around inside her. The entire time she was thrashing and screaming, but that didn’t stop me. It would have been better if she just relaxed because she was going to die anyway no matter what.

When I finally reached her heart she stopped moving. I wrapped my fingers around it before pulling it out hard. Her heart was a little damaged when I finally had it out, but it was still beating and that’s what counts. I’m just sad that she died before I could rub it in her face. Maybe that would be impossible, I don’t know. There’s no harm in trying again It will only get easier.

Killer Phone Sex Case of Revenge

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     Killer phone sex case of revenge was going to kill me at last.That fucking bitch needed to die I rationalized. All that fucking slut had ever done was talk shit about my fucking clothes, boyfriend, and fucking tits. She was better off dead the fucking little whore. I saw the door open and a dark mask get out of  the vehicle I gasped, but there was not going to be any turning back. You took that fucking razor and put it to my throat and told me to get in. For  a moment I thought of running but I knew you were here for revenge. Pulling the mask over my face you whisked me into the van and I tried to see out of the corner of my eyes. I tried to see the light of day anything to scream for help but there is no help from the big house of hell! You were going to take me and fuck me to death I knew that. Why wouldn’t  you take Revenge on the bitch that had fucked and sucked your sister and left her for dead? In my mind I knew my end was coming but I  was going to take you with me no matter what!

     As the darkness of the night enclosed and the weight of the mask caused me to try to get air to my lungs I wondered what kind of fun torture things you had in store. None could be more deadly then what I had done to her.  Was it to be Chinese water torture, a noose around my neck? Whatever it was I hoped death was going to be fast! I just knew for a fact that maybe it just wasn’t going to be easy. Maybe it was just going to be  a hardcore you fuck me in the ass  kind of thing and  then throw me down a hill. My mind couldn’t grasp the hell you had in store nor would it ever!

Bloody Phone Sex Train Departure

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      Bloody phone sex train departure 160 all aboard to hell anyone was what I was thinking as I laid here with my life running out of me.We were  both on the train together going to our preferred destinations. I was trying really hard not to look back at him because I just had ate lunch I noticed the deepest  brown of eyes that I don’t think I was really quite seeing before. You were engrossed in a book and I thought by the sound of your voice  we had per chance ,met somewhere before. I was so happy to get a café with you and talk about our English assignment. I was trying my best not to notice that as we were talking a guy with the deep brown eyes was getting closer to me. I was hanging on your every word and then suddenly ,I felt the sting to my back and  my eyes got heavy , I leaned forward against your chest and slumped into a drugged sleep.

     I could move my legs I could get away I could be free of this madness that was killing me at this point. For the hundredth time it seemed I felt your cock push in my asshole. The tiny hooks in my flesh were tearing my skin off of its frame and the masking tape around my nose and mouth were securely fastened. I couldn’t move and all I could feel was the stiff blunt force of the knife on my skin and your plunging cock deep in my walls. My tears were stained onto my face and there was no more coming out of me. I thought you were the nicest guy that just wanted to talk about fantasies , you never said anything about living what we talked about over the phone. I was thinking I was lonely and wanted to meet someone nice you were thinking of a sadistic case of cat and mouse that was going to have my ass in this trap you had set! As you came around to look me in the eyes and grab my hair I thought it was my chance to run, but I was far too weak to do anything. I was going to die at the hands of someone I knew. Blinking back the tears ,I felt the pain of a slap hit my face and then the knives began the piercing in my skull it would not end this pain this torture would go on for another 160 days.

Killer Phone Sex Good night Nigger

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     Killer phone sex good night nigger testimonial was coming to a close for me. My fucking tits were getting stomped all over. They were more fucked up then ever when this asshole pulled out the knife from his shoe and started stabbing me with it. I was going to do all I could to make sure this mother fucker felt my pain and I took his bitch ass out with me but before I could do that I was going to have to fight my way out of this. I had been struggling for a very long time with this mother fucker trying to understand why I couldn’t just pay the debt! I had the money but this wasn’t about the money that asshole had stolen this was about something much worse. This was about the game of the streets and getting things done! The bitter taste of cum hung on my lips from when he had stuffed that cock so deep down my throat, I just wanted to know what was going to be next? Was it going to be laying in trunk gasping my last breath or was it going to be me getting fucked in the ass with a hook. I felt his hand slap across my face again and I felt my teeth become loose, Pulling my head back again he stuffed his cock inside my mouth and this time he pulled out the knife and put it to my throat!

     He was going to cut me and I knew this was going to be the last of me. The end of fucking Layla and this shit was real. I had one good shot out of making it out of this alive and I knew I had missed it. It was about time to leave the world. I felt the sting of the knife and then my head hit the concrete pavement with a thud it was over for me. I felt him come from behind me while I lay there pulling my legs apart stripping me down to fuck me in my ass again! It was going to be the end and you know whose face I saw as I lay dying yours. I saw the knife in your hand the blood that pooled. I saw your smile as you said good night nigger and I felt the heel of your boot go across my face. Yes I thought it really was a good night!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies take on Love

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     Murder phone sex fantasies take on love scene was that fucking stupid shit you saw in one of those gory picture films. I had fucked up and I was going to have to pay for that.My eyes were filling with tears as he fucked my ass with the razor.I had been trying to get away from him for the past half hour but he would never let that happen. If a person wanted to cut you open they were going to do it! I know why I had to suffer I had on more than one occasion broken his heart and he wasn’t tolerating my abuse anymore! He was going to let me have it and I knew  that meant in the end that I had to die. It had tarted good enough I had asked him for a ride home and he was the agreeable type and from there he was trying to make sure that I was ok every minute of the day. The thing I disliked about him was that he was a push over and so I guess that’s why I pretended to like him for a bit just to get shit out of him. He was becoming more attached and now  he was going to fucking kill me.  I felt the razor in my cunt and I knew that the sight of the blood was going to knock me out! I wanted so much to hold tight for the life inside but his grip was too strong. Taking the meat clever out of the drawer and pressing it to my ear, he said”You bitch you could have played by the rules but you didn’t” Now you will pay for your transgressions !”  I know what he thought of me the filthy slut who had slept with his sister and best friend together, and he was going to make me pay for everything. I felt the meat cleaver tear into my back and I let out a scream but then it stopped! I felt my body go limp him pulling down his pants and fucking me over the head with something but I don’t know what it was!

    I was dead for sure and he was fucking me I guess no matter what he was doing I couldn’t help but think that I deserved all of it!

Cassandra is a Snuff Sex Accomplice

It is no secret I am a pain slut; a submissive; a total fuck pig and whore. I do whatever I am told. So when this guy I met at a bondage club told me to meet him, I did. The address given to me turned out to be for the abandoned hospital on the outskirts of town. It is known for raves and  underground parties.  I walked in wearing a sexy little black dress and fuck me pumps. I could smell death and urine. The halls were dark, very creepy. It became quite obvious there was no party here. Well, not the kind of party I was dressed for at least.  As I got out my phone to check the address and use my flashlight app, I heard his voice yelling to me.

snuff sexI followed his voice like a good subby bitch to a room that didn’t look as bad. There was a bed, BDSM equipment, even film equipment hooked up to a generator. He likes to film himself punishing me. I wasn’t thrilled about the atmosphere, but my opinion doesn’t matter. “Get naked bitch, assume the position,” he said.  He doesn’t face me when we fuck.  That is romantic love according to him, and I’m not worthy of any of that. He started fucking my ass from behind. His cock is massive so it always hurts. I felt his hands travel up to my throat. His grip tightened like a vice against my jugular. I started choking. I could feel my wind pipe restricting. He was strangling me as he pounded my ass. I passed out.

I woke up chained. He was fucking another girl, strangling her like he did me. She was fighting though. I know better than to resist. He squeezed her throat so hard her eyes started to bleed and bulged out. Master stopped force fucking her, started using her tiny body as a punching bag. I was horrified at the image. I could hear her gurgling on her own blood, hear bones snapping, hear her screaming, hear her dying. Her body went lifeless. He tossed her onto a steel slab, fucked her dead body until he came all over her bloody corpse. I knew better than to show my fear or question what he was doing. I just witnessed snuff sex, which is what happens to bad fuck pigs.  “Don’t worry Cassie. This is just a worthless street whore no one will miss,” he said looking at me as he dismembered her body. sex with dead bodies

He used a chainsaw to cut off her legs at the knees. Blood spurted all over my face. I tried not to react, even though I was frightened. Next he sawed off her hands. I watched covered in a dead whore’s blood, as he used pliers to extract her teeth. He even cut out her tongue.  I knew what he was doing. Making sure she was unidentifiable. Clearly he has killed before. The darkest, most sadistic men always find me. He unchained me. Fucked me in a pool of the dead girl’s blood. Came on my bloody tits. Then got up, put his clothes on, kissed my bloody face and ordered me to help him carry her dead carcass to his van. He made me an accomplice to his kill. We tossed her along the highway. ” I knew you were special Cassie when I saw you. You are going to be the sexiest accomplice I’ve ever had,” he said to me as he pulled up to a street corner to get another whore.

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Knife Play Phone sex kills me!

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      Knife play phone sex kills me and I was bleeding from my ass and cunny so badly. I was shivering with cold and  didn’t realize that this asshole was really fucking me up right now. The noose was getting tighter around my neck and I could hardly breathe. He was one that would not let up and I knew that if I didn’t fight back I would be a history. What could I do? The fantasy was for me to feel the knife and stab wounds that were in my back I just didn’t realize that it was going to happen so roughly. The fucked part of it was that I was just going to get a little smack just a little tie me over for my exams and he seemed like the perfect person to connect with. He was warm and charming and when I got loaded maybe we could fuck! I had no idea his sinister behavior would cause me to be so fucked up right now. Yes he was rough but I had seem worse on campus.

     As he pushed my head into the water and I tried to breathe as best I could I begin to think that maybe this was going to be ok. I mean he just stabbed me a little bit. What the fuck was I thinking who stabs someone a little bit? He was fucking me up that was for sure and it wasn’t over by a long shot. He was going to fuck me even worse and I knew for the sake of everything that the knife he was using wasn’t a knife at all but his cock rammed in my asshole that had been force fucking me for the last two hours. Was I going to survive I guess not but hey at least that last crank was enough right to end it all!

Underground Snuff Porn Teen Trap

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I can never get enough of making my own underground snuff porn movies. I love getting with a super hot guy who wants to fuck up my friends and willing for me to film it. I wanna watch it over and over again. Becka is a super slut at my school. She thinks that she is real hot shit to. I decided that I was going to make some xxx snuff porn with her dead body. It was not until I found my Mister right that I knew it would be possible. Not only did he say it was okay to make my own snuff, he wanted his own copy. Becka always teased me at school, so I was ready to give that bitch every last bit of what she deserved. I already had my room carefully placed with cameras and Mister right was underground snuff pornwaiting for us to. I waited in the living room for cunt McDumb face to show up so we could get started. My pussy tingled with anticipation for the upcoming carnage. She knocked on my door and instantly stuck out my hand. See I had told her I was going to give her my iPod so that she would no fuck with me for a month. She was so stupid that she thought I would actually give away my prized possession. I told her I had it in my room and asked her to follow me downstairs so that I could give it to her. When we got in the entrance way to my room she paused looking at all the cameras. “You record yourself sleeping? God you are such a fucking freak Harper.” I looked at her with a snarl. “What?” She replied to my dirty look I gave her giving me her own disgusted look. When she steppedxxx snuff porn into my bedroom I grabbed my retractable nightstick and smacked across her head. She fell to the floor with of heavy thump. My Mister grabbed her by the ankles and I grabbed her wrist and tossed her onto the bed. I tied her arms down in front of her. When she began to wake up the real fun started. I wanted he to be fully aware of the pain she was getting ready to receive. I pulled her arms up over her head, dislocating them and hooked them around my rod iron bed frame. We both laughed together as she kicked and screamed. Removing my shoe I took off my sock and shoved it into her mouth. I removed the knife from the back of my pants and sliced up her clothing cutting them away from her. She was not as pretty as I thought she was. Her skin was pimply and full of imperfections. He handed me her ankles and I stretched them far. I removed the sock from her mouth and sat on her face so that could feel her screams in my pussy. I dislocated her thighs from her hips, her screams felt so nice. He had the perfect view of her ass hole and he ripped it open. Blood covered his cock and I came on her face from her struggles. When he was bored I moved to the top of her head and slit her throat. Blood splattered over the two of us and I sucked his cock till he came in my mouth. The warm blood felt so awesome over my skin. I came again as I sucked his dick clean of her ass rape juices. She would not be messing with me anymore, and better yet, I still had my iPod.

Killer Phone Sex Road Rage

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          Seriously saw the most ignorant thing today and thought I should take care of it myself. This stupid bitch was in her car on her fucking phone blabbing her mouth like a dumb slut. Blah, Blah Blah. I was in the lane ext to her and in front of us was this guy on a bike. This stupid bitch seriously tapped him in the back with her fucking car. I was so pissed, he was so pissed and she wanted to act like it was everyone’s fault in the world except for hers. She even had the nerve to rise up her ugly ass middle finger and flick him off. He started coming at her with a sledge hammer that was for some reason attached to the side of his bike but decided not to. Fuck that, that dumb cunt was about to get it. I stayed next to her till we got nice and deep in the ghetto. This was the perfect are cause around here people did not see sht no matter how much you questioned them. With a quick cut of my wheel I ran that dumb bitch off the road and into the corner of a building. I looked around to see if anyone was nearby and once I realized we were alone I walked up next to her.
         She was sitting in the driver’s seat. Her was busted and nose bleeding. She was groggy and looked up at me. I reached inside the car and grabbed her by her nappy weave opening the door with the other hand. She babbled and snorted as I drug her out of the car. I pulled her along the asphalt towards my car. She fought me trying to pull my hands free. She kicked and screamed but that nigger whore was on her way to my trunk where I was going to do that bitch in. She screamed loud kicking against the trunk

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trying to escape, we left her piece of shit car crashed into the building. I would come back when I was done with her ad light it up in flames. The cunt was too loud so I knew I would not make it to the warehouse district. I decided to just pick one of the many abandoned buildings and cut that bitch up in there. When I arrived to a whole block of condemned place I knew this would be the spot I wanted. I opened up the trunk giving her a good wack with my retractable night stick across her head. She seemed heavier passed out but I got her in the house and tied her to some support beams exposed by their rotting walls.
        It was not too long till the bitch woke up. She was boo hooing about how she did not know what the fuck she did. That was the problem I guess. I asked her what her name was and she informed me that it was Layla. I asked Layla the idiot savant where the fuck she got her license. I did not get a replay just more crying. I did not like that; I grabbed her up by the throat and pulled the knife out that was tucked in to the back of my jeans. I tore it though her shirt. She begged me not to kill her. I cut off her breast and through them down to the floor. She started to go into shock as blood covered the front of her body. She whimpered and I shoved my knife up her bald wet nigger pussy. She whimpered as blood flowed down all over the floor. She whimpered and begged me to stop. I couldn’t do that, no one eeded this dumb bitch on the streets. I stabbed into her gut with my knife. It went in smoothly and with even force. I laughed as she coughed up blood. I left her there dying and went back to the car grabbing a can of gasoline. I coated her body and torched it and then left going to torch the vehicle as well. Burn mother fucker, burn.

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Killer Phone Sex Bathtub Fun

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I got a fun client this week who hired me for a little bit more than my normal slaughter and run. He wanted me to do my normal hunt like I usually did but he wanted it to be less of a bash and grab and more sensual and trust between the two of us. I went out to a local underground gay club. He wanted a pretty chicky and I knew I would be able to pull it off no problem. I sat at the bar and went through lady after lady before the perfect one met me. She had long legs and brown hair, and I knew she was going to be just his type. I was to take her back to his house which I would tell her was my own. When I got there I continued to feed her drink after drink. She was already pretty sloshed but I wanted her nice and wasted so that every sense of hers was down. I asked her to excuse me while I drew a bath for us both to play in and went into the bathroom shutting the door. He sat in a chair in the corner of the dark bathroom. It was a really large one, the kind with not only a bathtub, but also a stand up shower straight across from it. He already had the bathroom ready; candles were everywhere, and enough light to barely see. The tub was full of warm blood, a thin layer of soap suds laid across the top of it. I looked at him and winked leaving the bathroom. I went over to her and kissed along her neck, removing her dress from her shoulders. We undressed each other till we were both naked and I walked her into the dark bathroom.

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I backed into the tub pulling her in with me. The blood was thick and warm around us, she leaned against the back of the tub and I continued to make up with her slutty face hole. I pushed my hand in between her legs and played with her twat roughly. She whimpered a little bit and asked me not to be so rough. That made me want to be worse, I shoved four of my fingers inside her and leaded forward and bit she side of her neck. She moaned out again a little bit louder. I took a deep breath and then went into the blood searching for her clit with her tongue. When I opened my mouth it greeted my taste buds and lapped at her cunt with excitement of the familiar iron taste in my mouth. I got a little too excited and bit hard at her twat taking it into my teeth. I could feel her just and then I came to the surface. Blood drained down my face as I gave her a menacing smile. Her eyes grew wide and she lifted her hands from the water and looked at the blood draining down her arms. She began to scream, and I slowly lifted myself out of the tub and walked across the room to the sink. I grabbed the knife that was sitting in it and flipped on the light turning to face her. She squealed and begged me not to hurt her. I laughed as she lay in the tub trying to reach her arms out to stop me. I looked over to my client sitting in the chair and her eyes followed in the direction of mine. She gripped the edge of the tub and tried to lift herself out. With a nod from my client I turned to her again and slid my knife across her throat. Blood sprayed across the bathroom and she slowly sank into the tub.

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I glanced back to my client. He gave me a pleased smile. Blood drained down my naked body. He nodded his head towards the shower and I stepped in. There was a wash cloth and some soap in the shower. He adjusted his chair in between the tub still gurgling with air bubbles and me in the shower. I turned the water on and began to rub the blood all over myself. Slowly it left the surface of my skin and formed in a puddle below my feet. I moved my fingers to my tight bald pussy and began to get myself off. He removed his cock and stated to stroke his throbbing cock alongside me. He dipped his hand into the tub of blood, her hand dead resting on the side and stroked himself with his blood soaked hand. We both came together; it was intense, staring into each other’s eyes. He thanked me and paid me my money and I went about my ways. I had so much fun with him and wished that he would enlist in my services again.