Every now and then I find that my previous victims come to visit me. But the thing is that none of them are living. Yes, I am talking about their ghost that appear to me in some kind of form. I am not terrified by them but turned on but their presence. They think by slamming doors, taking my scalp to dart it across the room, or even showing a ghostly figure of themselves will scare the shit of me … that just makes me want to fuck with them even more. Or perhaps the try to disrupt me from my work of doing autopsy on the dead and even when I am performing sinister medical experiments on the living. I will just teach them a lesson by snatching one of their family members or a loved one to prove my point. I don’t care if I invoke their rage where I make a person that id close to them as my next victim. It makes it quite interesting how they try to stop me in their actions and at the same time scary the one I am torturing. But hey, that is ok … since I don’t mind seeing all the faces of my victims. Alive or Dead.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
The faces of my victims
Bend Over Bitch
I know you know her. That Bitch that you dated once. You know the one. She made you feel like shit. She treated you like she was better than you. Like she was better than everyone. I know how that Bitch made you feel. Even if you don’t want to admit it. You want her to pay! You want to put that stuck up Bitch in her place. And I know just how to do it. Something she will never forget. Something she will never get over. I am going to snatch that fucking whore. I am going to strip her naked. Of course I will let you watch. I know you want to hear her beg and plead for her life. Then I am going to sing her a little tune. In my sweetest little voice “Roses are Red… Violets are twisted… Bend over Bitch… You are about to get Fisted!” I wait for my words to sink in. And then I shove my fist right up her tight Bitch ASS! I can’t wait to tell you everything we are going to do to her… How much she is gonna suffer! and we can decide if she dies or just wish she did.
Im gonna bathe in that Bitches Blood!
I know what you like. You like them young. Young and sweet. A tiny little morsel. Something small and petite. I will ripe her clothes off so you can see that pristine body. Her little pink nipples and soft smooth pussy. Look at how delicious she is. Her skin is as soft as a baby blanket. Her hair billows around her body like a halo. She is purity at its finest. I have a special table of little ones like this. It has groove to funnel all the blood to a big bowl under the table. I will let you have some fun by shoving your dick in all her little wholes. I want to hear your rip her apart as she screams. And while you are deep inside her. I am going to pull out my knife and slice the bitch up. Just deep enough to make her bleed. To make her scream louder. To cover you in her blood. And when you are ready to fill her little body with cum. I am going to slice her neck open. I am going to bleed that bitch out while you are pumping your cum deep into her. I will let you fuck her dead little body while I take the bowl of blood and poor it all over my body! OOOH a perfect night. AND when you get doing playing with that TOY… Then you may fuck my bloody body!
Forced Feminization Phone Sex: I’ll cut your dick off.
I am aware that some of you bitches are into forced feminization phone sex. Don’t worry, I have the cure for you. You are a bitch-I know that you are. You try to hide it, but I see your true colors-plain as day. I know that you fantasize about wearing my panties-my make-up-my dresses-my nylons. I know that you like to strut around in high heels too-fucking slut.. Well, I am going take control of these hidden urges that you have. I am going to abduct you-lock you in my basement-torture you-feminize you. The next time that I see you-I will lure you over to my place-have sex with you-drug you-and dress you up like a trashy slut.
The time has come…
(I call you on your cell phone): “Hello Joe, I have missed you. I need to fuck you.”
(At my apartment): “I’ve prepared a special drink for you. Drink up, and come relax on the couch.”
(1 hour later): I drag your limp body into my basement-remove your clothes-put red lip stick on your lips-black eye shadow on your eyelids-spray rose scented perfume behind your ears-and put a pink, lace, bra and panty set on you. I slide pink thigh highs over your feet and up your limp thighs. I put a red, frilly garter on your right thigh. I then slide a pink mini skirt over your nylon clad legs-under your firm ass-zipping the skirt in the front. I slip a pink, form fitting sweater over your bra-wearing chest. I put a blonde wig on your head-brush your hair and then slip on my 8 inch strapon-dick. I yank your mini skirt up-pull your panties to the side-insert my magic stick inside of your anal cunt and make you my bitch, until your ass bleeds
(An hour Later): I return to your limp body-slice open your bloody panties with my razor, and then remove your cock and balls with a rusty old knife. Now you have been totally feminized.
My Kind Of Fun…
The world is so uptight about too many things. I guess you can say I’m a bit of a rebel. I love everything that’s wrong. My pussy gets wet at the thought of things that make normal people cringe. When it comes to evil things like rape phone sex fantasies and murder phone sex fantasies the only thing I am capable of feeling is arousal. Numbness is a regular feeling for me. I get excited about things that I probably shouldn’t, but I guess I’m just not afraid to do what everybody else is thinking. When you are thinking about sneaking into that room where that tiny body is sleeping. I’m the one who has beaten you there. I’ve already pulled back the covers and is now luring you in so you can get a closer look. Care to touch her innocent body? Maybe I should spread her legs since your too scared. Come on big boy, dive in. She’s going to grow up and turn into a whore anyway… Let’s use this time to get her ready. Some of these sluts here at college lived a sheltered life. That’s why they get here and act a fool. No No No, we have the chance to mold this little one into the perfect sex slave. Lean in closer…. smell the sweet aroma of this innocent flesh calling your name. Want to join me in my world of darkness and fun? I promise you won’t regret it.
Mutilation Anatomy
The other night, my friend Angie came over to visit me at the morgue where I was finishing up an autopsy on a car crash victim that drink too much and drove off a bridge. However, she wasn’t alone when she arrived. She brought herself a little one that she found asleep on a park bench. Lucky for us that she found such a nice subject to have for dissecting. Angie and I have been talking for awhile about how much fun it would be to see a specimen so young is this one for a test we want to conduct. We both have been so curious to see how much pain tolerance she can endure while we dissect her before she goes into shock and dies. I will be more than happy to show Angie how to cut her up so we can examine her insides while she is wide awake and with no drugs to numb the pain. Then Angie told me that she show me some of her wicked tricked she loves to indulge her darkest desires. Maybe we should at her cunt and cut her labia off so we can shove it up her rectum while we stuff a fist wrist deep into her tiny, underdeveloped vagina. Or better yet … do you have any suggestions?
Nasty Fucker
I have that feeling. That urge that has been creeping up on me. I have learned to enjoy the urge. I start the hunt for the perfect prey. What type of mood am I in today? bitch… Cunt… What do I want to do? I have so many choices today. The fucking little cunt down the street who was throwing rocks at my dog. Or… How about the little bastard show knocked over my mail box last week…mmmmmm No I know. I caught that guy… That fucked up guy down the block looking into my windows. That guy who slinks around the neighborhood peeking and watching all the girls. I would be doing my civic duty. He is perfect! I find the fuck wad. It wasn’t hard. He was at the playground watching the brats. I tell him I need his help. I will pay him. He comes with me willingly. I take him to the house… I told him there were some box’s in the basement. When he went down stairs I hit him over the dead with a weight. He went down hard. When he woke up I had him tied tight to a poll. I explained he was a blight on the community. A waste of our air. I was gonna make him pay for his sins. I picked up a spoon and popped his eyes right out of his head. They were just dangling on bloody cords from his eye socket. I put a little battery acid on a plate and dipped his eyes in the acid. He was screaming! It is the last time he tries to peek at shit he shouldn’t. I noticed this sick fuck was getting hard at the pain! And I am NOT doing this for his fucking amusement. So I pick up my blade and start slowly sawing off his hard cock And balls. After I free them from him I slip them in his mouth and tape them firmly in place. Let him chock to death on his own cock. Nasty fucker deserves that. I don’t have much time before he bleeds out or chokes to death. so I use my time wisely. I cut him up really good. Getting out all my frustrations. I feel much better now.
Torture Phone Sex
When I was younger, I had the pleasure of pumping gasoline into my cheating x-boyfriend’s dick (while he was passed out in my bed) I used a catheter and filled his cheating stick with unleaded-premium.When he woke up, I flicked my lighter repeatedly and threatened to blow the fucker up! Nonetheless, that cheating bastard screamed his head off, convulsing and foaming at the mouth, as he was rushed to the ER (due to chemical burns). I always wondered if he was able to use that pathetic slab of beef again. I HAVE ALWAYS WONDERED WHY SOME MEN LOVE TO HAVE THEIR COCKS MUTILATED!!!!
Oh well, who cares!! All I know is that I enjoy spending time with these fuckers!! I have seen it all. I have done it all. Come into my dungeon and I will use my torture devices on you. After all, your cock is worthless, and it deserves to be punished, tortured, and even removed. What is your fantasy? Can you even handle it? Come to me when you are ready to experience the extreme. I will give you the ultimate in Torture Phone Sex! So, here I am. Ready to torture your piece of meat. Bring it to me and I will take good care of that cock and I will torture every other part of you too! *sinister laugh.*
Blood Play Phone Sex
I am excited. I have just purchased a new box of razor blades. I have been cutting designs into my stomach, my legs, and wanton breasts; watching the blood trickle down my flesh. I love the feel of my cuts, a unique hue of red. Cum and savor the intense feeling received through Blood Play Phone Sex. Do you want to play in my crimson patterns? I will skillfully and gently slice your chest, multiple times, careful not to harm you, make it bleed and lick the blood. Do you like to lick a pussy that is bleeding from menstruation? I’ll take out my tampon and let you devour my blood. I am a sexy vampire. Let’s Smear our blood onto one another, make abstract paintings, like artists-just like Picasso. I can sprinkle my pretty crimson colored bloody love potion; putting you under my my evil spell, turning you into my mindless sex-zombie. Lets mix our blood, become blood-lovers. I have a nice collection of knives that I would love to show you. We can cut and have wild and intense sex.
Do It Bitch….
Sometimes it is not about the sex, or the blood. Sometimes it is all about the control. When I need to feel the ultimate control. Ooh it’s easy to snuff the life out of someone. Easy to use them. But it is so much more thrilling to make someone do something so against their nature. To make someone bend to your will even though it goes against every fiber of their being! I started by wearing all black even a mask. I let her know.. She hasn’t seen my face. So I may let her live. Then I show her all the videos of the torturing and killing I have done. Then explain. I will kill her. Just like the others. I will make her life hell before I snuff her out. OR… She can do what I tell her. And I will let her go. Easy. Of course I tell her to fuck herself with a knife. The fear and repulsion. Her every desire to say no! The ultimate control is making her do it. Without ever touching her. And maybe… just maybe I will let the whore live. But who knows…sometimes it is just as fun making her do it. Then killing her anyhow.