Evil is pretty much my specialty. I don’t give a fuck about long walks in the park or the hottest clubs in the city. I want to see people bleed and beg for their pathetic little lives. I want people to scream and cry for help. I laugh at death. Maybe I’m a vampire, maybe I would enjoy the taste of blood and watching people get scared as I walk in the room and fear for their lives or maybe not knowing of the danger that’s to come. One second you’re having fun and the next I have you in the corner draining you and leaving you lifeless. Although, my reflection would be something I’d miss, because I’m so damn hot, don’t you agree? I’d be a sex crazed superhuman! I could probably fuck all day and night. I love the thought of me being the thing that goes bump in the night. Better be careful… you may just be my next victim… or maybe your household. Your wife and little critters all sound asleep. Time to have a lot of bloody fun! …Oh gosh, that’s makes me horny. I could definitely go for some rough, choke-me-til-I-almost-pass-out, bite me hard, sex right now. I think I’m going to masturbate and conjure up some wicked evil fantasies for our next torture session. That’ll have to do for right now….. until next time.
Tag: Sadistic phone sex
Spellbound
I also have the gift of simply not giving a fuck about the pain and misery I inflict upon these worthless bits of flesh. It’s the oddest thing, it’s almost as if they’re drawn to me, knowing the harm that awaits them they still come.
I’ve been accused of putting them under a spell, using black magic, but no it’s simply their own weakness and blinding lust for me. I suppose I should be flattered and should owe them some bit of compassion….never.
Once I get a taste of blood, I cannot stop myself. My thirst for it is unquenchable, all I see is red. literally and figuratively. I become a machine and I cannot and will not stop until I consume ever last drop
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.
Feel The Heat
Don’t you love the screams and the smell of burning flesh as a building burns down with people trapped inside? Do you get that tingling feeling from deep inside listening to the agonizing sounds, watching the thrilling sight and enjoying the smell of death that comes from a well planned well executed pyromaniac episode? All I can do is stand back and watch while the pleasure is intensified with every sensation, from the increasing heat and the rising flames to the panic of the people outside the building as they are horrified by what they are witnessing and hearing. If only they could enjoy this like I do as I cum in my pants and smile while I watch it all unfold. I felt it from the second I watched them go in the building. I waited till all was quiet and there was no more sign of activity. Then as I poured the excellent in all the right places, knowing that once lit they would be trapped and burn alive, I felt that familiar heat build up in my pussy and move up to the pits of my stomach, only to end in the hard tips of my nipples. Standing here now I am satisfied as I masturbate in the middle of the frenzy and no one notices due to the panic. Ahhh yes, how I love the mayhem and madness, the pain and the torture that I caused.
The Worms Crawl In…..
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, through your stomach and out your mouth….I fondly remember my mother singing this to me as a young one It was my favorite nursery rhyme. After snuffing my last victim I remembered the little tune and as the rush of taking her life was subsiding and the last spasm left my cunt, I came up with a brilliant idea.
I laid her limp ass body on the ground instead of burring her and set up my camera. I decided to film her decomposing body so that I could watch it over and over again while reliving her last moments and enjoying the thrill of the kill and all that comes after it.
As I sit here watching my little film and my cunt starts to flow I realize I should win an award for my little flick. It shows all the stages of decomposition in all it’s glory. I keep rewinding it and watching it in slow motion. I find that I get the greatest thrill watching as the body swells and bloats only to be eaten to the bone by bugs and maggots. I can’t stop fingering my cunt as I watch my handy work over and over again. I think it’s time to pop some pop corn and watch my film again!
Killer Phone Sex with Ivy
Who knew Fright Night would be the perfect place to find my next victim. I swear these dumb bitches never learn. When someone tells you to stay close that’s exactly what you should do or an evil sadistic bitch like me comes along and traps you into something you can’t get out of. Lots of yummy potentials are roaming around after midnight. Some half drunk and screaming because of the fake horror. Some running from a guy with a chainsaw and a Jason mask. I don’t really care too much for those loud annoying sluts… the one I’m seeking out is one that’s strayed away from the group. This one is unaware of the danger she’s about to run into. We are both dressed up and in disguise. She has two options, either she comes with us happily after a little convincing… maybe tell her that we are having a party at my daddy’s mansion and all her friends are looking for her… or I can slip this needle into the side of her neck and make her go night night long enough to get her in the truck.
After we’ve made a safe getaway… the night is ours. We can have all the evil, taboo, torturous fun we’ve been craving for.
Tie the bitch up and go to work ripping, stretching, cutting, licking, sucking, fucking, biting anything we desire. What’s left of her, well we can feed to the pigs right?
Cut Her Up…
I’ve come to the conclusion that bitches love attention. If you really wanted to off yourself you would do it right the first time. Little brats who like to cut their wrist from left to right… that’s just them seeking attention. And well, I’ll give it to you. How about we set up a play date with miss cutter. She’s out of the hospital and off suicide watch. This is the perfect time to take her under my wing. Show her how to end it for good this time. I love to lure them in. It makes my pussy so wet at the thought of a girl taking a razor blade and letting the blood drip until she takes her last breath. This time it won’t just be her wrist. Let’s see, how about her tits, thighs, and her pussy lips. Some call me sick and twisted. Maybe I am. But you love it don’t you? You wanna watch me force an innocent little pussy into dragging a blade over her pure skin again and again until she’s all cut up. Tears running down her face as I run my fingers through her blood making the sweetest smears around her nipples. She’ll be crying but who gives a shit. My pussy is so wet it’s dripping all over the floor. Bitches love pain and attention, I’m convinced. Some may frown upon sadism, but I love that shit. And you love my violent behavior don’t you? You love to hear me talk about cutting, slashing, bleeding, bruising, crying and what I love the most.. snuffing bitches. That’s why you keep coming back isn’t it? Well come and take a bloody ride, I’ll be your hostess for the night.
Sadistic Phone Sex and My Sacrificial Lamb
In two more days, on October 4th the New Moon rises. This is the time for a very important Satanic sacrifice.
I planned long for this sacrifice. I had to get sinew and a hooked upholstery needle. I had to break into a church and steal a chalice, holy water and some holy communion hosts. I had to construct the cross.
All of this was just in preparation.
Once I had all the things I needed I had to time the acquisition of my sacrifice just right. After all a person can only survive so long before they die.
I found her fairly quickly and abducted her two days ago. She was a young run away on the streets and no one will miss her. The first thing I did was strip her and insert her crown of thorns, You should have heard her scream as the large barbs were pushed into her skull!
Next I nailed her to the cross I had constructed and the blood curdling screams she let out were hellish! I almost thought she would pass out from the pain, it was so perfect!
Then I threaded the needle with the sinew and got it ready for the next step. I shoved her mouth full of the holy communion hosts till she looked like a chipmunk. She was still gagging as I sewed her mouth shut with the sinew. This time all she could do was moan in agony as tears rolled down her face. It was exquisite but I wasn’t done.
I then re threaded the needle and sewed her cunt and ass shut.
She has been hanging there for two days now and is clinging to life, I know she will make it another two days because I have done this before.
By the night of the New Moon she will be very near death and that is when, with the moon high in the night sky, I will sacrifice her by gutting her nearly lifeless body letting her blood drip into the chalice and mix with the holy water. Then I will remove her barely beating heart. I will offer it up to the King of Darkness before feasting on it and her blood while they are warm and fresh.
In the mean time I am enjoying watching the life slowly drain from her.
My New Gift Of Evil
Several months ago a dear friend of mine and I were having a movie night. The movie of choice was “The Serpent and the Rainbow”. A movie based on voodoo rituals and potions of Haiti. I spent the whole movie with a hand full of my cunt, getting off on the things that the voodoo priests and priestess were able to do. In turn my friend’s cock stayed rock hard at the thought of being able to obtain and perform the things depicted in the film. At the end of the movie he said he was going to take a trip to Haiti and attempt to study the arts and obtain some of the potions to bring back. Since then I hadn’t thought much about it and I hadn’t heard from him in some time. That is until three days ago when he showed up with an evil grin and a surprise for me. He went to Haiti just as he said he was going to and just like he promised he studied and obtained what he needed. He came back to the States with everything he needed. He found a homeless girl and gave her the poison which rendered her dead, or so it appeared. He followed the movie to the letter, burying her and then digging her up after several days reviving her with the herbal potion he had. He really didn’t think it would work and so he didn’t tell me what he was up to. But it did and his gift to me was what he created, a zombie like being. She is hideous and beautiful and I can’t look at her without cumming all over myself. We have enjoyed several nights watching her chained to the wall as she attempts to reach us. I want to feel her long and slippery tongue on my pussy lips and flesh, we just haven’t figured out a way to do so safely. Up to now all we have done is fucked in front of her and masturbated a lot. I can’t wait to feel her tongue on me and hopefully it will be sooner rather then latter. Until then I have named her Medusa and I am enjoying my new pet.