This bitch was on my last nerve, she was always complaining and bitching and whining and I just couldn’t take it any more! Anyone in my position would have snapped as well I am quite sure. So I waited for her to come home one night and snuck into her apartment. I put a chloroform filled rag over her face so that she would pass out and then dragged her out to the trunk of my car. Bitch didn’t even move till I got her back to my place and by then she was all tied up and couldn’t get away. I spent all night long torturing her, I peeled her skin off her body slowly before breaking her bones one by one. Then I forced her fuck holes open with a giant dildo and finished her off by choking her to death! It was hot as fuck and now I have no annoying bitch I have to deal with every day!
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Bitch had to go
Kidnapping Phone Sex Scenario Got Real
I found myself in one of my kidnapping phone sex scenarios on New Year’s Day. I was celebrating the end of 2018 at a high-end club downtown with some girlfriends. We had gone to the salon to get our hair and nails done in preparation for the night’s festivities. We were dressed in sexy new outfits that screamed GFE material. We were hoping to snag some new sugar daddies for 2019. This club was full of eligible men for the role too. We thought we found our men in a trio of lawyers. Older men, sexy as fuck and rich as a fuck too. The last thing I remembered before waking up chained to a dungeon wall was drinking with them at the club bar. We were drugged and later caged like animals. Those men saw us as cheap bimbos out of our element. One of the guys told me as I was asking what had happened that you can’t make a pig pretty. I could hear my girlfriends screaming in pain from another room. I guess they were in a similar restrained state like me in other parts of the dungeon. I screamed out for them. That was met with a heavy blow to my face. Blood trickled down my cheek. Louie was my tormentor. He was the oldest of the three. Not sure if he was the leader or not, but he put me in my place. After listening to him shame me, he humiliated me further by making me eat dog food off the floor. I didn’t even get a bowl. He told me I was a poser, not sugar baby material, nothing more than a wild mutt trying to be a prized show dog. I could only imagine my friends were being used as ass rape porn stars like me. Louie force fucked my ass raw until I shit all over his dick. That mishap came back to haunt me quickly. He made me eat my own shit as he pissed on my face. For days, we were tortured and debased. I think I was the only one of my friends who secretly loved every moment.
Disgusting Ass Rape Porn
I agreed to do some ass rape porn pictures for a dirty magazine. The pay was good, and I needed the money. I knew it was a questionable ad, but I was desperate. I owed this bitch some coke money and she is known for having her goons fuck up a bitch who doesn’t pay. The place was seedy as fuck. Roach infested no-tell motels were better than this place. There was a smell of shit and blood in the place. I figured that comes with the job. Blood and shit are hallmarks of rough anal sex. The photographer looked Serbian. He barely spoke English. I tried to focus on the money, but it was hard because the stench was nauseating, and bugs were crawling over my body. I thought I might puke. When the action started, I puked. That didn’t stop them from attacking my ass, however. The actors just pushed my face in my puke and fucked my ass without skipping a beat. The photographer was snapping pictures with his cock out. This was the most disgusting photo shoot ever. It became clear that was what they were going for. They wanted me covered in bugs, shit and blood. They smeared all of it over me while they fucked me. I felt worthless. How could I let myself get into this situation? I mean I am a soccer mom from the suburbs and I was covered in filth getting ass fucked in a disgusting room. When it was over, they paid me, and I paid my dealer just barely in enough time to spare my life. The only problem was, I think I had finally sunk so low, I wished I was dead. Hard to believe right? My coke addiction has led me to some dark places, but this was one of the darkest places ever.
Dangle
I love the sound of chains. Especially if it when something is being hoisted up with one. A hook firmly placed in the base of the neck so the hook comes out the mouth? Delicious! I’m getting a head of myself though. In order to get to that point, there are other things that must happen first. A metal table, various instruments, a drain in the floor, access to an incinerator to name a few. You will also need the main item, a snot nosed little cunt.
Once you have said cunt you must secure it tightly. Although they be small some of them can put up a fight. Which is more of annoyance than anything else, so to avoid that I suggest pounding a hollow piece of metal through the wrists through the meaty part of the hands, then turning their legs slightly outward, doing the same thing to the meaty part of the calves. You can then run a chain through the hollow metal to secure your play thing. I also suggest you use a table that you can adjust the angle to. Adjust it so that it is slightly pointed downward so the blood runs away from your work. If you are like me, place a huge metal container just below the end of the table so that you can catch all that beautiful crimson liquid. This you can use later to bathe in if you so choose. Of course there won’t be enough to actually bathe, but you can wallow in it for a bit.
Now that you have your cunt completely at your mercy the choice is yours. Do what you want. You want to fuck it? Rip it? Tear it? Choke it? Burn it? Shred it? Skin it? You go right on! Nothing is there to impede your wishes. When you are done, you can grab that hook, lift it’s head up, use a mallet to knock it through the back of it’s head, at the base, then shove the hook through until it comes out of it’s, or what is left of it’s mouth.
You can then easily hoist it up to swing and dangle there for as long as you please. Might I suggest that you leave it there until you obtain a fresh cunt to play with. You can then pick the fresh one up, shove it’s face into your lovely piece of art, and tell the story of how it got there to begin with. I would make sure that the new one saw the shiny new hook on the table before you begin the process, because I can assure that it will make the whole play time much more intense for you.
Happy Hunting!
Let This Goth Teen Fuck You Up
I have never been the evil slut to mince words. I will mince dice and slice you but not my motherfucking words. I gave you a price. Yes, I will slash and fuck you up and you will pay me a fee. See disposing of bodies is time-consuming and a big fucking hassle. I want more the more you need from me. If you want me to put slutkin porn on while I tenderize your cock and balls well perhaps I will give you some slack. I want to have those fuckbrats in my hands as I mutilate cunny ass and cockletts for you. Let me watch you destroy them so I can throw them screaming in my boiling soup just like a lobster. Oh, That makes my pussy drip drip. I want to be your evil young whore who will do anything and anyone to make it as gory as possible for you. DOn’t believe me? CAll me once see how I fucking play!
Your Pain Is My Pleasure
From the moment you called me my pussy started getting wet. Hearing you tell me how you would do anything to please me made my cunt throb with excitement. I told you that I am an evil sadistic Mistress that receives sexual gratification from other’s pain. You assured me that you would not disappoint me and that you would do anything I asked. Anything I said in my wickedly sexy voice? Would you cut off your own cock for the devils princess? I wanted to hear you scream out in agonizing pain as you chop your own cock off. Just the thought of your pain and the blood that would be squirting everywhere made my cunt extra creamy. I wanted to hear the knife as it struck the cutting board severing your cock from your body. I wanted to remain on the phone hearing you scream in excruciating pain while I finger fucked my pussy until I came.
Castration Phone Sex in 2019
Is castration phone sex your New Year’s resolution? It should be if you have a worthless dick. Everyone knows that if a man has a big dick, his father likely had a big dick too. That means if daddy had a small dick, son does too. So, the only way to ensure that small dick losers go away, is castrating them. I wish I could castrate all the small dick losers, but I can’t. What I can do, however, is make sure the small dick losers in my state don’t procreate. Some men come to me willingly to take their nuts; others, I must just take them against their will. I took Troy’s nuts at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s. He didn’t see it coming. We were naked in my living room drinking champagne. He thought he was going to fuck me. No fucking way. He was stupid to think he would get lucky with a one-inch dick. He was shocked as fuck when he realized I was holding his severed balls in my hands. He passed out at the sight of his blood. I slapped him back awake and shoved his balls in his mouth. I thought about stopping the bleeding because he was making a mess of my kitchen, but I decided against it because he was crying and whimpering like a fucking pansy. He didn’t survive much of 2019. He bled out before 2 hours into this year. I was drunk and that made me careless. I’m rarely careless, so I had to chop his body up in the bathtub and cook his flesh. I ate part of him yesterday, but the rest is in the freezer packaged like hamburger. His bones I boiled to get the flesh off them, so I could grind them up. It took me most of New Year’s Day to clean up the mess, but if you don’t tell, no one will suspect me. He is just another loser no one will miss.
Rats
They call it an escalation. I call it becoming perfect. That’s what they say don’t they? Practice makes perfect. It goes for anything, not just piano, and dance routines (I fucking hate dance routines). Where is the best place for people like us to practice our craft? A city. Not a little town; unless you are passing through; but a huge, dirty city. Why? That’s where all the rats are.
There are many different types of rats for you to experiment on. Whore rats, junkie rats, homeless rats, runway rats, the list goes on and on. There is one thing that you must keep in mind though. There are others out there hunting rats too, and sometimes those motherfuckers are crazier than you could ever hope to be. You leave those bitches alone. Take your time, be analytical, the thrill will come later. Use your brain and set the best trap you can. Then once you have your rat, do what ever the fuck you want.
The first one won’t go smoothly, something always goes wrong. Be prepared for this and do not be disappointed in yourself. Just move onto the next. The goal for all this practice is to move onto something other than rats. Eventually you can move onto mice. Not just any mice, but soft, just weened off their Mamma’s tit mice. Not old enough to breed, but old enough to know what the fuck is going on and recognize pain, and react accordingly.
I wish you happy hunting and may all your rat traps spring at the right moment.
Sadistic Date Night
I can’t wait for our date tonight! It is all I have been able to think about for days. The way you described how you were going to torture my body. Cutting into my flesh with your knife. Burning my feet with the torch. Whipping me into I bleed and then giving me the cattle prod. Awe listening to every detail of what you had planned out on what you wanted and was going to do to me. I don’t know if you could hear me but I was finger blasting my cunt hearing your speak your wicked words. I want to feel the ropes you promised to tie tightly on my limbs. Making sure to cut off my circulation to my feet and hands. I was thinking about those weights that you said were going on the clamps attached to my nipples and clit. How fucking amazing that will feel as you snap those clamps down on my big nipple making the blood rush out. And before I get used to the pain you add the weights making me whimper like a whipped dog. I want all that and more.
Taboo Phone Sex New Year’s
Taboo phone sex whore available for New Year’s fun. I am a submissive slut. If I am high as a kite, I don’t complain. Trevor gave me $300 for three hours today. Considering all he did to me, he got a bargain. I just wanted drugs. I got some coke off him to tide me over. He got us a no tell motel where crack heads hang out. He is married, and his wife won’t let him explore his dark desires with him. Well, I am no goody two shoes. I will let any many use me for the right price. $300 was the right price this morning. He fucked my ass while choking me. He pissed in my mouth, forcing me to swallow every last drop. He flushed my head in the dirty ass toilet. He made me lick the even dirtier ass floor too. For three hours, I was his fuck slave and his humiliation junkie. What happens in a dirty ass motel, stays in a dirty ass motel. At least I got a big bag of blow out of the ordeal.