I am always looking for new ways to torture people because I like variety and one thing I had never tried was crushing some stupid little whore to death. So I got an innocent little young bitch and strapped her to a board on the floor. First we force fucked her and beat her, then the real fun started. We piled up huge rocks and slabs of concrete on top of her. Slowly adding more and more while we watched her struggle to breathe. She had blood pouring out of her mouth and even her eyes were bleeding. We watched her struggle and far too soon it was all over and she was dead. He little body just couldn’t take any more. Next time I will have to get a few more whores, I think having them watch the others die will add a new level of torture to it. I will have to set that up soon, wanna join me?
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Poor little thing was crushed
Torture Sex Ass Star for Drugs
Torture sex is worse with a female dominatrix. I swear, women are meaner and tougher than any man I have ever met. There is this one female dealer I know. I only go to her when I am super desperate. She makes me do things the male dealers don’t. I hate going to her, but I have a huge coke addiction. I went to 6 men yesterday. They all turned me down. None of them wanted to trade their coke for my pussy. I get it. I am an old whore. Not perky and tight. I went to Lizzy. She is known as Lizzy the lezzy because she is a dyke. Mean bitch too. I was not getting any coke without doing some kinky ass rape porn with her first. I braced myself for the news of what I had to do. She wanted me to put pool balls up my ass and shoot them out. I was like, what the fuck? I was too sober for that. She gave me a line to do, so I would loosen up for the task. I was not high enough, but I did it. I had to do it if I wanted coke and I always want coke. Always.
Ass Rape Porn Star for Teen Boys
I asked him what he wanted for Christmas. He said me as his ass rape porn star. The he I am talking about is my neighbor boy. He is half my age and never been anything more to me than the neighbor boy. I sometimes pay him to mow my lawn and do odd jobs around the house. I was shocked when he said he wanted to fuck my ass all night long. I took it as a joke and laughed him off. Later that night, him and his friends broke into my house and had their way with me. I am an owned bitch. If my owner and lover found out, he would punish me harder than teen boys ever could. I could have fought more, but the truth is they were cute boys. I enjoyed their aggressiveness. They wanted a blonde bimbo for their gangbang rape porn. They didn’t want me to enjoy it, however. They had no clue whose house they broke into last night. I am a seasoned pain slut. I like rough sex. I screamed and protested while they shoved their young cocks in my fuck holes but my wet pussy betrayed me. They fucked me good for high school boys. They had more violence in them than I expected. I wish I would have known my neighbor boy was a violent offender sooner.
Kidnapping and Fucking the Junky
Daddy sent me and his friend to town to get some food and supplies. While we were in the Walmart, we spotted this cute little junky. We knew we were only supposed to get supplies and come back, but she was so cute, and we were horny. So, we followed her out into the parking lot. As she staggered further, we grabbed her and pulled her into the truck. A great kidnapping makes my pussy so wet. Anyways, we took her back to his place and gave her some more meth to smoke, and we all sat around drinking. I don’t even think she realized we had taken her. Daddy’s friend has an enormous cock and I was wanting her to feel some pain, so I knew just what to do. He laid on the bed, I undressed that little druggy and I sat her right on top of his gigantic dick, with no lube or anything. She cried out in pain which got me even more excited. I started licking those nice tits and playing with her pussy. Soon this little whore was loving it. She rode that big black cock and I played with her clit until he was coming inside her and she was shaking from orgasm. I made her lick his cock clean, even the folds of his ball sack. By that time my pussy was so wet I hopped on that big black dick myself and leaned forward so the little slut could fuck my asshole with her tongue. With every thrust of his massive big black dick I rammed my ass right in her face. I came everywhere. We cleaned up and got in the truck. We dropped her on the side of the rode and headed home. Daddy was waiting for us with a scowl on his face. He knew. I am not allowed to play without Daddy’s permission. So now my punishment will begin…
Holidays Bring Out Sadistic Phone Sex
Sadistic phone sex is the best gift you can give yourself for the holidays. Trust me. I understand murderous impulses, dark desires and uncontrollable rage. I am filled with all three daily. I have discovered that letting my homicidal impulses out is the best therapy. Keeping anything bottled inside is bad for your health. So, when I saw the little brat making a snowman, I didn’t keep my urges in. I checked my surroundings to make sure I would not get busted. It would have been better with a male accomplice, but I still had my fun. I made a bloody angel in the snow. I stabbed her many times as she screamed out in pain. Eventually, she was gagging on the blood regurgitating out of the hole in her throat. The white snow under her tiny body turned bright red. I watched the life go out of her body. It was a therapeutic kill. Perhaps, that girl did nothing to me, but it felt good to let out all the rage. It felt cathartic to kill because so many people piss me off this time of year. Give it a try. I think you will find that killing and force fucking will put you in the holiday mood.
Kidnapping Phone Sex
I was out for a jog, when a car pulled next to me. The driver wanted directions. As I leaned into the window to tell him how to get to Whole Foods, I felt something hit the back of my head. I never saw it coming. I woke up naked, bound and gagged. I had on stiletto heels and fishnet thigh highs. I was not wearing that when I was kidnapped. I mean this was right out of a kidnapping phone sex scenario. I couldn’t speak because of the ball gag. I just whimpered. The man who asked for directions was talking to another man, presumably his accomplice who whacked me over the head. They were discussing money. I listened intently and scared as I overhead them talking about how much money they could make selling me into slavery. The two said they needed to try me out first to see what they could get for me. They left me tied up but took the ball gag off so they could mouth fuck me. I wanted the ball gag back. It was better than being skull fucked. My mouth was not the only hole they tested. They tag teamed me. They each tried out my pussy and my ass. They fucked me raw. They fucked me hard. They laughed as I cried out in pain. When they were done, they put a $5 tag on the collar they had around my neck. I was only worth $5. They joked about the dirty old $5 whore.
I know what I want for Christmas
I know what I want for Christmas this year and it sure isn’t a phone or a purse or jewelry. I want a little victim for Christmas, something small and weak and very innocent. I want to force all her little fuck holes open with my huge strap on cocks. I want to torture her and make her scream and cry and beg for her mommy. I want to make that stupid little whore beg me to kill her in the end and that is all I will accept. Keep your traditional Christmas bullshit all I want for Christmas is a victim. It will make my little black heart so happy to kill someone new, I have so many creative ideas on how to kill her too, maybe you could join me and help me torture her. It would be nice to have a sick twisted accomplice under my tree too, someone to fuck while we end some stupid whore, what do you think?
Snuff Sex Death
I had one job. One job only and I failed. I was hired as courier to take a large sum of money from one place to another. I was too stupid to realize that I was being followed. Out of nowhere, I was jumped and drugged. I woke up chained to a chair being interrogated about the code to my briefcase. I tried to play dumb, but my captor was not buying it. He slapped me, punched me, broke me until I gave him the code to unlock the briefcase full of money. I knew I was going to die. Either the drug dealer I work for would kill me for loosing one million of his money or my captor was going to kill me. With my captor, I would die quicker at least. Or, so I thought. It didn’t seem like a quick snuff sex death. He violated me sexually first. He quickly discovered my dirty secret. I am a pain slut. The more he abused me, the wetter my cunt got. He slapped me. He skull fucked me. He tied up my boobs and choked me. He strangled me while he fucked me. As painful as his torture was, I knew it was better than being killed at the hands of a drug dealer out 1 million dollars. His cock was inside me cumming as I took my last breath.
The eyes of death upon you.
Look into these big, dark eyes and tell me what you see. Black, empty holes where a soul should be. That’s what some say. Others claim one look into my eyes and they are blind to everything but my wishes. A few find the gateway to hell inside. All of those make me smile because either way you are mine now. I’m your Mistress of the dark. One sip of my potion and you will reveal every wicked desire, every terrible thing you’ve done. Amuse me and I may let you live. Piss me off and you will wish you were dead. I thrive on mental and physical pain. Will you join me as my accomplice as we get even the innocent to confess their sins. You will bring me new victims, like your filthy whore ex-wife, or you will become my new toy. Which sounds better? Watching another’s blood drip from their body or the thought of your own imminent death if you deceive me and deprive me of my sacrifices. I know your black heart well and I believe you’ll obey. Otherwise, you’ll be yet another lump of nameless flesh that my gator pets will enjoy for dinner. Which will it be? Let’s play a game….
Snuff Porn Addiction
I was watching snuff porn last night and masturbating. I am a snuff addict. After a few hours of watching men and women, even girls and boys, get slaughtered, I had a wet pussy and an urge to kill. Snuff films just feed my appetite for death. They don’t curb my homicidal impulses. I found myself outside a Chuck E Cheese. It is a cornucopia of snuff bait. I found a young mother with a sweet little girl and immediately thought snuff double date. I kidnapped them, which was easy. The stupid cunt mother was on her phone when I drugged her. The little girl was immobilized by fear. I took them to my kill shack and worked out my anger issues. I carved them up like a Thanksgiving turkey. It makes me feel good to kill. I am a serial killer. I have never been caught because I follow some cardinal rules. I don’t have a type. I don’t murder in impulse and I don’t kill people I know. I also dispose of the remains, so they are never found. I dismember bodies and feed them to the coyotes. People hire me for their snuff sex needs because I don’t get caught. Now, a young mom and her daughter are missing in my community. They will never be found. There is nothing to be found. By now, coyotes are shitting them out in the woods.