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Taboo Phone Sex and Jade

Taboo phone sex Jade

I had been watching her for a few days; but, I knew tonight would be different.  And, she didn’t disappoint me.  She had a tall, thick companion with her.  And, they seemed to gracefully walk through the night with a purpose that I was eager to know.  It was a suburban home; there was no car there but a light.  I already knew that they had scoped the house out; and, I guessed that the young boy had been left there in care of his babysitter while the parents went out on some kind of date…to the movies or wherever people like that go.

The walked up to the door, blending in with the night; the man stood away from the keyhole and Jade easily had the young school girl open the door.  Then the game was on!  It looked like she stuck the young teen with a syringe; and the girl collapsed.  But before the girl hit the floor, the large man swooped her up.  He crammed her in a duffel bag because she was so small.  No one saw anything.  I only saw it because I had night vision glasses.  Following them in their van proved to be tricky.  They took all the precautions to get to their destination, which ended up being an abandoned warehouse.

When they got there, they gave the girl some smelling salts to revive her when she was bound securely to a railing so that she could stand straight up.  Then, they began playing with her, as if she was food on their plates.  They told her what a whore she was, and they described how they were going to kill and fuck her in vivid detail.  Then, the man cut away her jeans to expose her little pussy.  He jammed his cock in her and looked at Jade.  He pushed harder.  “Yeah, this one is a virgin,” he huffed as he tried to get his dick all the way inside of her.  “Oh, fuck, yeah, baby.  That blood makes it feel real good. Keep bleeding, bitch,” he said as he pummeled her.  Then, he and Jade both chose different weapons: a knife and a whip with spikes.  They beat the girl until she was unrecognizable, just a piece of flesh in a large pool of blood.  Jade and her accomplice kissed passionately.  They were going to fuck right there.  I watched for a little, enjoying the view of her mahogany skin and the way she was just as rough as he was.  Then, I went home and pondered about what I’d seen.  Even though I rarely mix sex and my playtime, I wondered if it might be something worth reconsidering.

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Devil Boy’s First Orders

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I recently sort of adopted spawn, not to raise 24/7, but to cultivate his evil, sadistic side.  You may wonder how something so young could have so much evil; well, I know it’s possible…I am a prime example, myself.  I know that he has the sadistic, bloody hunger inside of him.  What I do not know is if he will be meticulous enough not to get caught and patient enough not to make huge mistakes.  We will see; but, right now, I’m just enjoying it and eager to send him on his first task.

His instructions were to get off on the bus at a further exit; the ride would be a couple of hours.  It was time for him to mentally prepare as well as a test of his patience.  His task was to find a little girl and do whatever he pleased with her; but, he must kill her without being seen…and within half of an hour.  Of course, I did not go with him; instead, I hooked an untraceable camera to his shirt.

I knew the moment he had chosen her: she was dainty, blonde-haired…almost like a sprite, really.  And, instead of following her to kiss her, he was hunting her like the prey she was.  I could barely contain my excitement; and, I was a little nervous for him.  Maybe I should have given him more instructions, but it was too late now.  He was talking with her, leading her into the woods by the nearby park.  The canopy of trees made everything seem eerily dark; but, I could see the glimmer of a knife.

He pushed her down; she was already crying.  He covered her mouth with his hand.  I could see that he was pushing his hand very hard against her lips; her eyes were huge.  I couldn’t see the knife raised; but, I saw it find it’s target.  He straddled her, his ass smothering her face; and, he lifted the knife again and again.  Slicing the little girl to the point of overkill, I was impressed with his strength.  When he was done, he admired his work; then, he peeled off his bloody clothes and replaced them with the clean ones that were in his backpack.  So far, so good; now, for the next lesson!

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Crimson Part 4

 

   The screams of fear are far sweeter than any other sound; the primal noise ripping through the throat and reaching a volume one could never believe could be coming out of their own body is simple delightful. I almost felt bad to the poor girl suffering at my hands… almost. The blood slowly blossoming on her white dress looked like a beautifully twisted work of art. I took my finger and captured some of the crimson blood and painted my lips with the vibrant color. She was pleading for me to release her, telling me that she would do anything and pay anything for me to let her leave and go home to see her mother and father. Oh if this little cunt only knew… I placed the scalpel down of a surgical tray and picked up a pair of tongs. Her eyes grew so wide it looked like they would pop out of their sockets! Oh, what pretty blue eyes she has… not for long though! As I dug the tongs into her right eye socket, crimson blood seeped from around the wound and down onto the metal bottom of the gurney… tonight will defiantly be worth the months of planning…

Hanging by a Hook

I woke up in the meat locker. Cold and afraid and hanging by a hook placed firmly through the skin of my back. I tried to move, but it only made the chain I was hanging from swing, and caused me a great deal of pain. Where the hell was I? I looked around, and all I could see were other girls and what looked like young ones, maybe fetuses, hanging from other hooks of all different lengths.

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Some were alive, like me, some appeared to be dead or maybe just sleeping.  The girls body closest to me was skinned from head to toe and her eyes bulged with no eyelids. It was difficult to determine if she was dead or alive. I tried to speak and realized my tongue was gone. Cut out no doubt. It was silent in the giant freezer room, so I assumed no one had a tongue left. But how did I get here?

I heard a door slam behind me but I couldnt bear to look, I was too afraid. I decided to shut my eyes and pretend to be dead in hopes that whatever evil just came in would leave me alone. I heard footsteps echoing towards me and I began to tremble uncontrollably. I knew this would give me away, but it was out of my control. I felt a hand grab my face and heard a voice tell me “Welcome to Hell”. I cringed and opened one eye, and immediately wished I hadn’t. It was him. It was the man who had been following me.

Memories came rushing back – being grabbed and drug through the woods and then horribe visions of experiments in his laboratory. I remembered him severing my clitoris and indeed now felt the stinging pain between my legs.  He saw my terror and laughed like a demon. Maybe he was a demon, maybe this was hell? I could no longer wrap my mind around what was happening. I felt him reach up between my legs, as if he were looking for something inside me. He grinned and said “You’re almost ready now.”.  It made me shudder. Ready for what?

Snuff Phone Sex: Kill it with Fire

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“‘[W]hen all else fails, kill it with fire.”

–Larry Correia

I was visiting a few friends in California when one of the massive fires broke out.  Instead of cowering and worrying, we descended on the city like dark angels…almost like sisters of the flames.  It was the most gorgeous sights that I had ever seen.  Our first adventure was together.  We chose one of the houses on the lower side of town where the lower class lived.  It was easy to spot our perfect target: it was a man in his 30s yelling at his little daughter (we assumed).  The mother figure was angrily pulling clothes off the line, talking to herself and most likely complaining about her male companion.

The went inside the house and chaos erupted; yep, this was our natural selection of sorts.  No one would think anything about them screaming, and no one would probably even miss them.  We entered like angels from purgatory; we didn’t destroy the house because it already was in ruins.  But, we did enjoy stabbing the grown-ups to their chairs; then, we bound them.  We grabbed up the young ones; I can still remember the little girl’s face.  Her eyes seemed to say that she had been waiting on me and wondered why I had taken so long.  One of my friends took particular interest in the mother, whose belly sliced open like a nice, ripe melon.  She didn’t have much time before the woman bled out; but, she was able to verbally and physically humiliate the woman.

Another friend and I wanted to pair the little girl and the male.  There were other brats running around, but they were being taken care of; some were being beaten like dirty little objects, and others were being sexually assaulted like little whores.  But, the girl…her name was Jasmine.  He reached her little hand up toward my belt where my knife was.  She waited for me to react; I handed it to her; she took it in her hands and straddled her bound father.  She leaned down and whispered something in his ear.  Then, without any hesitation, she stabbed him in the throat.  She watched him gurgle his last breaths.  I admired her; but, before I could do anything, my nearest accomplice scooped Jasmine up and slit her throat.  I was a little sad, thinking my friend could have at least played with her a little more.  She deserved that much.  But, we set the house on fire and moved to the next one.

Pain Sluts Get Snuffed Too…

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Pain sluts can be… difficult.  Since they love pain and torture so much it’s hard to put fear in them. Trina is a prime example. I met her a while back and she told me how much she loves pain. I put her on my to torture list. I had to find some way to make her shiver and fear what I would do to her. After much brainstorming, I figured who could scare the shit out of someone none other than my goons. They specialize in kidnapping and torture, mostly gangsters who haven’t paid them or are dishonest but every now and again I call them up for a female treat. One they can tie up, fuck, and snuff when we are done with them. Trina wouldn’t see this coming. After all they are suited in all black with ski masks. If I wasn’t such a psycho bitch I think I’d be scared shitless too.

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They grabbed her in the middle of the night. Reported back to me with the location of where she was. I told them to strip her naked and wait for me to come. When I got there, my mission was accomplish. Trina was terrified. My goons told me she pee’d her pants. She was laying there tied up ready to be fucked and snuffed. I told them to do what they pleased while I watched. 10 guys some Black, some Spanish, forcing their huge cocks up her pussy, ass and mouth. I tied her tits up just for the hell of it and latched some nipple clamps on her. After her holes were nice and sore I told them to stop and I proceeded with my torture session.  I poured hot wax all over her body to make her scream and clothespins for every cock she’s ever sucked or fucked. Hours of torture passed and my goons were still horny. Guess they love this little pain slut. Her holes were tight and her titties were big. I left her there and let my goons finish her off.

Another victim crossed off my to torture list.

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Scared of the Dark

 

taboophonesexJuliet001   I’ve never really been scared of the dark before, but this was a new sort of darkness. It was only a blindfold, but it felt like I was trapped in a never ending pit of pure black. When the blindfold was finally removed though I think I preferred the endless black! I was in this dungeon that looked like something right out of a Medieval exhibit in a museum. As soon as I saw the contraption that my captors had planned to put me in I couldn’t help but to feel a bit aroused… the idea of being helpless and at these peoples mercy was exciting and dangerous and everything I could ask for in a fantasy. They strapped my wrists down onto what looked like a BIG stone slab and then they strapped my ankles as far apart as they would go to the ‘legs’ of the stone slab. For hours they whipped my back and fucked my little pussy with all sorts of things. Right as I came, someone hit me over the head with something hard, and the next thing I know I was in the dark again, but this time in my own bed… I guess the dark can yield scary and pleasurable things…

Snuff Phone Sex Finale

bloody phonesex karmaI was running out of places to dispose of my victims. A cunt warming dilemma that was fun to figure out. How was I going to dispose of the body I had at home just sitting in the tub? Such a wickedly evil thing to think about while roaming the streets with a wet cunt. Thinking about her laying in her blood in ice. And then I walked by the soup kitchen. Perfect. I am going to share my victim with others. rushing home to butcher and package her I would deliver fresh meat to the soup kitchen. What a delightfully wicked solution. All those homeless people eagerly enjoying fresh flesh. Marveling at the taste and tenderness of it. It is the perfect way to dispose of her. I would even help cook and serve them. That evening I delivered the “gift” and offered my services. I could not stop cumming while we cooked her. And when I served her and heard all the comments about how good she was. I kept cumming. In fact some of them wanted seconds. They said it was the best meal they had in a long time. This would go down in the record books as the best way to dispose of a body and the biggest turn on ever. I went home and fucked my cunt until the early morning light thinking about it, knowing I would do this again soon. bloody phonesex2

Knife Play Phone Sex with Venus: How to Dispose of a Useless Carcass

knife play phone sex bloody bitchLast night some of my evil bitch friends and I were sitting around the fire pit drinking moonshine and talking about how we dispose of useless carcasses. I have a million ways to dispose of a body, but my favorite is what I call the “Joachim Kroll.” See, he is my idol of sorts. A German born serial killer who kidnapped and tortured wee ones and adults alike in the 60s and 70s. In 1976 when he was caught, the police discovered girl parts cut up: some parts were in the fridge, a hand was cooking in a pan of boiling water and the intestines were found stuck in the waste-pipe. He was fond of knives just like me. But the major difference is, I’m not silly enough to get caught and I do not kill for sexual arousal, although it does get me off. I kill for pleasure and sport. Brings me joy to hunt and kill a stupid cunt or a cheating bastard or an annoying fuck or a whiny ass brat. I’m an equal opportunity sadistic bitch.

My latest victim was this blonde whore who called me a freak at the mall. I’d rather look like I do than some blonde bimbo plastic Barbie doll. At least I am unique. Well, I followed her for days, lurking in the shadows, learning her routine, her habits, her patterns. She was a stupid cunt who hid her house key in her mailbox. How original. She deserved to die for stupidity. So one night when she was whoring around, I let myself in her place and waited for her drunk ass to come home. She was not even a challenge. She came home, tripped over some ugly ass way too expensive designer shoes on the floor, landed face down on her hardwood floor. Passed out without the pleasure of seeing me and my little friend waiting for her. Well, I was not going to waste precious time taunting this one. I just plunged my big ass knife in her back, then took it out and sliced her throat. She made some gurgling sounds then bled out on her floor. So I was left with a carcass to dispose of. I had no ties to this bimbo bitch, so no reason to suspect me. Regardless, I am still careful and have my methods. I used a big meat cleaver to start cutting limbs off. Then I cut those limbs into smaller parts, and then I dissected the torso. I had brought my plastic disposable waste bags lol. I started putting parts in bags and tying them up. I dumped them in my  trunk and disposed of body parts all over the country and city roads. Dropped some in the river, some down sewers, a few I threw in the forest… I brought the head, fingers and part of the torso home. The key is not leaving any parts with fingerprints or teeth out and about for the police to identify. Small parts decompose much faster also, or get swallowed up by the wildlife. The police may find a stray part here and there, but they never find them all, and never find any part that is identifiable.

At home I am a Hannahaball Lector of sorts. I have an industrial meat grinder in my dungeon. I throw the parts I bring home in there, grind it up fine and make a stew. A stew I often serve to guests I don’t like much. I take sadistic pleasure in watching some cunt or bastard sipping on my tomato bisque soup and wondering what my special ingredient is. My special sauce will always be revenge.

If you need assistance disposing a body, let me help. Or better yet, let me help you snuff a whore out. Life is too short to be surrounded by useless and annoying people. Don’t you agree?

Stalking My Snuff Phone Sex Victims

snuff phone sex jadeSomething I learned a long time ago in the art of stalking is, if I dress like my victim they won’t suspect a thing. So when I go out on my adventure I make sure to dress sluttish. Short skirt, high heels, heavy makeup and don’t forget the phony attitude as well. Stupid bitches don’t see me coming. They embrace me, after all they think I am like them. Only here to have a few drinks and have a good time. Little do they know I will lure them into my trap and by the end of the night they won’t be anything but a pile of blood on the floor. See when I trap them I don’t show the real side of me, not just yet. I continue to give that phony attitude and talk to them in a sluttish manner. I whisper very vanilla thoughts into their ear. How I’m going to eat their pussy and fondle their tits. They believe that’s the only thing that will happen. They start to cry and beg. Fuckin cunts. I haven’t even gotten to the good part! After and only after they start to cry and beg will I unleash the beast. Calling the bitch names and telling her after I fondle her tits I’m going to dismember those worthless titties and put them on a shelf as a souvenir. And that’s only the beginning.  Oh Trust me, I have more evil plans in mind for these ratchet whores.