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Drugged and Fucked Up

Feeling a strange tingling sensation wash over me I find myself nude and bound in a rundown efficiency apartment. My body is numb and I am unable to talk as though I am fully paralyzed but fully aware. My eyes can move and I see water stained walls and torn wallpaper. There appears to be things moving on the walls and ceiling. I see strange dirty men, like street people huddling around the tiny kitchen where the entrance is. Then to my horror I see a black man a junkie come towards me with a huge syringe.

That was the last thing I recall prior to being completely comatose. Upon awakening I see a strange man pulling a blanket over me and smiling down. “You looked cold laying there” is all he said and he left the apartment. I start to feel nauseous and able to move. I try sitting up as I see a bathroom to my right. But wait what is that sticky stuff all over me? Looking down at my body, to my horror I see blood all over me, between my legs my arms, my chest! Panic sets in and I try to throw my legs over the edge of the bed. I step down and feel a shooting pain in my belly.

Making it into the bathroom, I look in the mirror and see blood smeared with semen all over me. My arms are covered with cuts and needle marks. I crouch down and start crying, as I haven’t seen the man that owned me currently. I was just purchased by him at the last auction. What day is it? I feel like I have been in a drug stupor for days. I feel dirty used and broken. As I am crunched down feeling my demise upon me I feel a leather hand on my shoulder.

Well Geneva, you have been such a good slave for me but my time is nearly up and we must get you back to the auctions. Shuddering as I stood he had some clean towels and a washcloth he started to pull a bath in a filthy tub crawling with roaches. I try backing out, but there was another man blocking the entrance. I was directed to get into the tub and he preceded to wash me. As he worked the soapy cloth over my wounds he smiled he poured more pink liquid from a turquoise container on the cloth and continued to relish in my discomfort.

You were a very good slut doll for all my clients Geneva. I hope your enjoying your time south of the border. I know my clients have enjoyed your listless white fleshed fuck toy to abuse and fuck for 3 days straight. But I regret to tell you that you are no longer clean. He laughed a evil hoarse laugh your going to be jonesing for a fix real soon little lady. I’m not worried I’ll get you across the border and dump you at the auction house like a bag of garbage. You were real good taking all that black cock. You bled real nice when they ripped you open stuffing your holes until white girls pussy started stretching good.

I will be sure to tell them at the auction that you are a real good to go for more extreme gang bangs.

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Blood Whore Seeks Cunt to Fuck

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People often ask me if I get horny; and, yes, I fucking do. But, it’s especially difficult to find lovers that meet my standards. But, someone has recently caught my attention: her name is Natasha. She’s got a foul mouth and a smart-ass attitude; she actually reminds me a little of myself. But, how to snare her for my own pleasure? Luckily, the opportunity presented itself after a little bit of stalking. I noticed that she had a contentious relationship with the waitress of a diner that she frequented in the evening; and, this time, she was alone. I wondered what exactly she had planned; but, I laughed at myself…of course, she was up to something devious. She was watching the waitress with as much interest as I was gauging her reactions; her long luscious limbs were only overshadowed by those plump lips and dark eyes. I loved the shape of her thighs, and I could easily imagine them locked around my neck.

I slipped, maybe it was on purpose; but, I stared at her for too long without looking away and she caught me. She analyzed me from my black leather boots to my porcelain cheekbones several times; and, when our eyes met, she had a smile on those lovely lips of hers. If the darkness wasn’t so deep within her or she wasn’t so damn perfect, I know that I would have killed her. But, no, I wanted to enjoy her and maybe even wreck havoc with her. My cunt ached as I thought about dismembering that waitress for her and then her thanking me with passionate kisses. As my pussy quivered, she approached me. She was silent, but we didn’t need words; when she did open her mouth, she said, “What do you think about her?” A nod to the waitress only confirmed everything that I already thought. I told her that the diner would be closing soon and she would leave early, leaving the cleaning to the boy in the back. She smiled; now, she knew that I was privy to the routines in the diner, too.

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We struck up a conversation with the waitress, which was easy enough; and, then, Natasha asked her if she’d like to smoke some rock. Natasha flashed the drugs in a baggy that was in her pocket. The waitress’s habit had slipped my attention, but not Natasha’s; I was beginning to admire her for more than her looks and smart mouth. Natasha flashed an evil grin at me as we left and went to a nearby empty warehouse. We used twine to bind the waitress and then took turns slicing her; we fed off of each other’s lust for blood. While I was admiring our cuts and the indentions of the twine that had almost cut off her wrist,

Natasha pushed her warm body next to mine. “You want my pussy, don’t you, you blood whore?” She didn’t need an answer because I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her, her tongue soft and as wet as I imagined both of our pussies were. We tore off each other’s clothes and tossed them away from the bloody scene and then rolled in the dumb cunt’s blood as we fucked each other senseless. Her pussy juices coated my fingers and lips and mixed with my own; the stench of blood and our cum mingled in the air and fueled our desire. I pumped her pussy, wanting her smell to stay on my fingers all day long and wanting to hurt her…just a little. Then, we both struggled to stand, our bodies weary from sex and the killing; I watched her ass as she walked away with extra gusto because she knew I was watching. I licked my knuckles and knew that I wouldn’t mind seeing that little vixen again.

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Fucking Cunt!

snuff phone sex with Storm 1That fucking Cunt has GONE to FAR! I have put up with this little bitch that lives down the street. I don’t like to fuck around close to my house. I mean, I don’t want any shit tracking back to me. But this little whore has to be fucking put in her place. She thinks she is so fucking cute. She keeps sending people to my door. Signing me up for church shit. Today some Jehovah’s Witnesses showed up. They told me they were ASKED to come to my house by my neighbor. She had signed me up for CLASSES! WTF!!! I told them to get the fuck off my property. And then I marched right down to her house. The Bitch laughed at me! She thought is was so funny. Actually she had a gaggle of fucking friends with her all laughing. I let her have her laugh. And just smiled when the next group of Jehovah’s Witnesses showed up. Fuck em. I waited and watched. When all her fucking friends finally left. And the house was Dark. I made my way over there. I looked around knowing this stupid bitch would have a key hidden outside. And I was right. I let myself in. She was sleeping like a baby. She didn’t even wake up when I covered her mouth with a chloroform rag. She did wake up the next morning. Chained in my basement. She was screaming for hours. But I don’t give a fuck. The room is sound prof. When I came in the room her look of fear turned to terror. She started begging. Saying she was sorry. Saying she would NEVER tell anyone. I told her since she was SO interested in my religion I was going to show her! I pulled out a metal cross and dangled it about a flame. I held it there until it was red. Then I laid it on her chest. And listened to her scream as her flesh started burning. I could smell her skin cooking. She was hysterical. I pulled out my cattle branderSnuff phone sex with Storm 3. And started a fire in the fireplace. I let her watch as I heated it up. The hotter it got the louder she screamed. And then I started burn her. EVERYWHERE! Her face, her neck, those perfect perky nipples, then her nasty little CUNT! Ha ha ha. I loved smelling her skins crisping up. She passed out a few times. But I manged to wake her back up. I kept reminding her that she wanted to play. She started this game. And I am just finishing it! I laughed the whole time. I mean damn… Did she really think she could out play me??? I finished her off with an acid bath. And left her there to dissolve. Just like all my problems with my neighbors.

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Cunt Lashes

He came back today. Just by the walk he walked, the way he talked and the way he looked…I knew I was in for one hell of an evening. I’ve been scared a lot by him, since he’s had me here. But the feeling I was getting today, it felt like it was the last bit of my hope being sucked out of my soul. The lights were still off and all you could see what the lights from up the stairs. I laid there and pretended to be a sleep. Held my breath and prayed he’d change his mind, to just walk away. In a swift movement I was being snatched out of the bed, slung against the wall. He hit me in my mouth and all I could taste was blood. I fell to my knees trying not to give him the satisfaction he wanted and craved. I tried to hold in my whimpers as he kicked me, in the stomach and legs. With each blow my head would hit the wall behind me. All I hear is my chain rattling. My head getting heavy, I shout out, “Please… Please stop..” No response just heavy breathing.  He grabbed me by my hair and stood me up. Tied my hands above me and unchained my ankles. Placing my legs in locks drilled into the wall, I was spread eagle standing up. “You’ve been extra naughty today Monetta.” He says with an evil grin on his face. I know I haven’t been bad; I’ve been extra good and done all he’s asked but he’s in one of those moods. Nothing I say will change anything only makes it worse. He goes to the closet and pulls out his favorite whip. That horrifying look is still on his face as he makes his way back to me. He starts whipping my across my small tits; five times, ten and finally twenty. My throat is dry and hurting from my yelling.

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By now I can’t stop the tears. He’s laughing at my pain unlocks and unties me and drags me to the bed by my hair. He throws me on the bed and informs me that I am to legs up and apart while he continues my punishment. If I do not listen and be a good girl he will make me regret it. I always do as I am told. Whip!! One lash and I’m screaming! “Please no, I can’t take it! That hurts too bad!!.” I yell, with my legs still spread open. With anger in his voice he tells me, “You hold your legs open so I can see that cunt. You will count even lash. You will thank me and you will beg me for more, beg for it harder!!!.” Barely a whisper, “Yes sir.” WHIP!! Another lash. The pain, it hurts so bad. “Two, thank you sir, please whip me harder!” Whip! Whip! Whip! I feel like I am going in and out. I’m trying my hardest to keep my legs open so he has access to my cunt. My legs are shaking. I feel like I can’t take it anymore. I just wish he’d stop. WHIP! WHIP! I can’t take it anymore. It hurts too bad.

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I just need to close my legs. Hide my aching  pussy. My legs close and sit up, crying. I can feel the air tense. His anger growing, “What were the rules? What did I tell you, you stupid slut? You don’t want to listen. Now you will pay for not listening to me.” He shouts at me. He climbs on the bed and shoves me down flat. He’s holding me down by my shoulders as he spreading my legs to get between them. I try to put up as much of a fight as I can, but I know its pointless, useless, he always gets his way. Next thing I know he’s shoving his hard, thick fuckrod deep inside my sore, swollen bruised cunt. Screaming in pain, wishing he’d get off. It hurts so much worse. He has all his body weight on me and I can’t move. I hear his grunting and heavy breaths in my ear. He’s pounding harder and faster. Going deeper. Please, I hope he stops soon. The pain is growing, its burning. I can’t breath… Just make it stop…I’m fading in and out. Pump after pump. Everything goes dark. I wake up to a throbbing cunt and master chaining me back to the bed. As he turns and starts walking to the door I hear him laughing. Tears falling  and he say rest up pet. Next time will be so much more fun.

 

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Thy Will Be Done Thy Cunt Will Cum

torture phonesex blaskarma1Every night before I go to sleep I give thanks to Lucifer. I cut myself and give him my life blood and thank him for leading me to the dark side and showing me what has always been in my heart. I ask him to visit me in the dark of the night and fill me with his will. I love it when he answers my prayers.

I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep almost instantly. Floating slowly into the blackest darkness I feel his presence near me. I can’t see him yet but I know he is there and he is taking a hold of my soul. Soon he will be in complete control, I can feel his power washing over me. 

I feel him so strongly, his hot, rancid breath on my neck. The tip of his forked tongue running along the lobe of my ear. His probing slimy cock pushing between my legs, searching for my inviting cunt. Hitting his mark he shoves his dick deep into me, breathing heavy and fucking me with brutal force that always leaves me sore. I beg for more of this onslaught, needing to feel his hot sperm squirt deep inside me. 

Throwing me to the ground when he is done he hovers over my body, drool dripping from his mouth, his lips turned up in an evil grin and his eyes begin to glow as they show me the vision he has for me.torture phonesex blaskarma

I watch it like a movie, entranced and mesmerized. I can see myself walking into a church. As I enter I see a huge golden cross with Christ hanging from the wall, glowing and beckoning me closer. As I approach I see him. He is dressed in his white robe with gold trim. His hands are clutched together in prayer and his eyes are down cast. I can tell by the lines on his face that he is a handsome man. 

Suddenly I see my Prince of Darkness standing at his side. Whispering in his ear to turn and look at me. As he does Lucifer rips my top from my shoulders and there surrounding each of my nipples is a raised cross, upside down. It looks like I was branded. As the priest reaches out to gingerly touch my scared flesh I can feel the electricity begin to flow. I can hear Lucifer whisper in his ear “Fuck her Priest. Take her now” 

As soon as his fingers touch my flesh I feel my pussy get soaking wet and I see him reach for his pants to free his throbbing cock. Rubbing my clit at a fevered pitch I see him begin to masturbate, jerking his cock with a mission. 

I feel Lucifer’s hands on my shoulders as he shoves me to the floor on all fours, putting my ass high up in the air and spreading me wide as he invites the priest to feast on my flesh. I feel his hard cock shove into my ass in one swift motion and the priest begins to fuck me like an animal, fast and hard, deep and with abandon. He is sweating and breathing heavy as he pulls out, yanks my head back and cums in my mouth, groaning and jerking as he enjoys the height of his pleasure.

He opens his eyes and looks up at Lucifer, my prince, and the tears begin to flow silently down his face as he realizes what he has done. 

I hear my prince say, “Give your soul to me” 

Silently the Priest drops to his knees and takes his worthless life right there on the alter. 

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Cunt Watering Again . . . for REVENGE

I am such a selfish twat. I want what I want. Think that’s not fair? Then try to take it from me, motherfucker. I’ll have your dick strung up to the ceiling to hang like a depressed kitty cat cunt. Your left ball sack will be severed and shoved down your throat in a millisecond. Ever had your eyeball gouged out with a rusted spoon and sewed midway into your snout hole so that you’re choking on your own black bile? Yesterday’s piggy pie doesn’t taste nearly as good coming up the wrong way, baby. I warn the people in my life well enough and very often. I tell them not to mess with me. If they don’t listen, it’s their own funeral.

My good friend Jerry missed this little memo, I’m afraid. He came around yesterday looking for some ‘apples.’ Produce dealers like me know exactly what kind of rough, evil shit this translates into. PCP is the devil’s handiwork, let me tell you. Angel dust might as well be evil incarnate. I’ve seen some stupid goddamn fools fuck themselves up on that shit. You could very well find it reasonable to saw off your own fucking leg.

Anyway, Jerry decided he was HORNY and that my pert little ass looked like a tasty treat for him to munch on. Little did he know, putting the moves on me in a non-consensual way is a very, very bad idea. It took me quite awhile to clean up the mess he made. You see, I had to take my baseball bat and bash his skull into the ground until it splintered and cracked. I think I might’ve gotten a little peek at his brains–if he ever had any at all–but otherwise, I made a nice meat stew out of his head.

Then I went around back and fed it to my new doggie. That’s right. I’ve got a new Great Dane. Her name’s Cat. She’s no pussy, though. She’s a hunting hound the size of a fucking horse. Her favorite food just so happens to be human, too. She’ll finish off my leftovers very nicely. Bianca’s Body Farm is back up and running, motherfuckers. Cum at me. I dare you. You’ll find yourselves fucked up and stuck inside of a blender the size of a big ass puppy dog’s jaws. Seriously, I am one skinny ass bitch you don’t want to piss off. You’ve been warned.

Cunt Unleashed

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I was not what you could say, a rational person at times. But for the past few weeks I had my anger under control. I attributed that to the beautiful yet deceitful man I had met. He owns a gym on the east side of town, and was quite attractive. It had been the first time in a long time I had let anyone inside of my head. He had a very good way with words, and his hands knew how to send me over the edge. I was so stupid to have told him about my dark side. Nonetheless, he seemed to enjoy the stories I told him. He would always climax at the most bloody of parts!

After a while he was growing more and more distant, till last week when he told me he thought we should see other people. I never felt more betrayed. That’s when I knew I was not the only woman he was seeing. I could smell the lies on his breath, and eventually I would take that from him.

Jealous is not a word I would use. I honestly couldn’t tell you what it was I felt when I saw her walking down the street to the gym. I have watched her for a week now, and she seemed to have the perfect little fucking life. Always smiling, waving at everyone as she walked by them… she looked so beautiful, and it was her beauty that I wanted to end. If I could not have him, no one will.

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This was the perfect place I thought as I used the stolen key to enter the back room. I saw him rustling with some paperwork as I slipped the letter under the door and knocked, (ducking down) it would only be moments till he opened the letter and the powder would enter his system, rendering him paralyzed.

I heard a slump and knew he was down for a bit. Quickly I locked the door to the gym, and threw up the closed sign. It was just us three, and soon I would be leaving solo. I went back to his office where I saw him lying on the floor in terror. When he realized what was going on.. his cock got rock hard! Than it hit me what was going on in his mind…..

“You planned this didn’t you? All those stories, breaking up with me was just a way to see if I was being honest? You have no idea what a cunt you just unleashed”.

Knife in one hand, his hair in the other, I dragged him into the shower where she had been after her workout. She saw him and screamed and in one swift motion I cut her throat and silenced her. I watched her body fall, and laid her on top of him. Than I leaned down and cut his throat too. So much blood! I kept stabbing and slashing,watching the blood rush down the drain was intoxicating, and I knew I should never have stopped, this was my true love.

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Blasphemous Crucifixion

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I set the stage to my perfect standards and then returned to my prey in the church closet. The poor little soccer mom wasn’t so demure as she pretended in church; instead of her soft voice, she was yelling foul words at me…it was laughable! I told her to calm down and forced her to drink the entire chalice of communion wine. She became limp and I drug her through the church up to the stage where she was directing that damn nativity play. I felt a little throw-up in my mouth as I thought of all the Jesus songs and fucking parking mess that the whole thing had created. The madness had to stop. I hoisted her up on a ladder, balancing her until she was positioned properly on the cross. I took a chisel and banged led files through her limbs to keep her where I wanted her. She looked at the blood and vomited; luckily, I side-stepped it and told her that wasn’t very Christ-like of her. I laughed and pushed a crown of thorns that I’d had made especially for her. “Realism is the key,” I said, “to any production.” She continued to swear, but her words turned into mumbles as I slit her clothes open and drained her blood. “You look more like a whore,” I said and decided to write “Mary” in her own blood in front of her. I paid extra attention to making sure her breasts and pubic area were exposed; then, as a last gesture, I shoved a dildo in the shape of a cross up her ass. With her remaining blood, I spread it over the plastic little animals that were huddled around the manger. Pleased with my work, I sliced her neck, her head falling so violently that it almost fell off. I admired the scene and felt confident that the brats who came in for practice would be singing a different tune than the one that had echoed down my street.

Spiked Dildo for Your Use on Me

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I got a new toy today – a giant strap on that goes over your penis like a sheath. On the outside it is metal and it has two inch spikes sticking out all over it.  I saw it and just had to have it! I want you to put it on and use the sharp spikes to tear me to pieces. I want you to start by fucking my mouth, the spikes will cut my lips and cheeks and tongue until I am choking on my own blood. 

From there you can move to my tits, pressing them together as you slide your death cock between them slicing them to bits with each thrust. This takes my breath away so much I cant even scream. My tongue is swollen and clogging my mouth as well. Tears mix with blood and run down my face as my breasts are sliced again and again until they are barely hanging on by the outside edge. Blood drains everywhere and I feel the wonderful coldness that comes with that.

Drag your death cock and all its blades from my chest to my pussy.  Ram it all in at once so that the tearing and slicing and ripping burns my hole like a fire. Make me hold whats left as my tits on my chest as you keep ramming my pussy again and again, each thrust tearing it open until it becomes once with my ass. Blood everywhere, its time for my happy ending – shove your spiked cock deep inside until it cuts through into my abdomen and come out my stomach. I don’t deserve this kind of pleasure, so it is time for you to snuff me out for good baby. Put your hands around my throat, my bleeding and swollen tongue unable to make a sound as I gasp for my last breath. Take it.

Substitute Teacher

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My teenage niece had been crying over this boy for a couple of weeks; then, she got angry, which made me proud. I’ve never understood why anyone would rely on someone else for their happiness. The woodshop teacher, a friend of mine, asked the turd to return to school later that evening to finish up a project for extra credit. Of course, when he got there, I was there…with one of my most sadistic friends. The shit-head flirted with me, even though I told him that I was a substitute teacher. And, I was going to teach him something alright…
We pressed his fingers directly on the sanding machine. As he yelled out in pain, I told him, “You deserve much worse. In fact, if I could kill you multiple times, I would.” I pushed his blonde curls next to the machine next and watched the blood spurt all over my goggles. It is always amazing how much blood is in the head. My friend, whom I love for his twisted sense of humor, was drilling holes in each one of the young boy’s toes. We nailed him to one of the bookshelves that someone was making; then, we used the electric nail gun on him; we laughed, counting double points for stapling anywhere he was bloodied or bruised. Using sandpaper and a file, we ridded him of what remained of his nipples so there were gaping holes in his chest. He was losing consciousness, so we had only a few more minutes. We used a file to carve out his abdomen and take out his intestines…stringing them along the bookcase. The finishing touches, of course, were mine: I chopped off his cock and shoved it into his mouth. I thought it was all poetic. I delighted in taking pictures for the photography class and draped them all over the adjacent room.