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Chainsaw Charlie

I don’t like the smaller versions of people. They are irritating and we don’t need as many as we have to continue the human population, but people keep having them. I’ve always felt this way, but never had a way to take my frustrations out… until now.

I met this guy at the grocery store, his pregnant wife waddling about looking for fruits. As she walked away I could see the disdain on the husbands face. I got bold and asked if he is looking forward to the birth. He shook his head no and that she trapped him and he never wanted rug rats. I smiled and said, “Well are you willing to do something about it and not get caught?” He looked at me with curiosity. I told him I have a chainsaw Charlie that would love to torture her and make sure she doesn’t leave at all. He simply smiled and nodded. I gave him the address to bring her to and to be discreet so no one sees him leaving with her. They arrived at the address and I could hear him arguing with her to get out of the car. She really didn’t want to, maybe women’s intuition is right, but she relented finally and they came into the building.
The building was an old ironworks factory long since abandoned. Perfect place to; let her scream and be tortured, no one around really. It’s in the middle of BFE. Once he got her out of the car and into the building he stood with his hand on her arm and when I told him we were ready he threw her at me so I could take her to the place of her torture. I whispered, “Don’t worry we are just going to take some pics your hubby wants.” She relaxed a bit and walked with me confidently. Right outside the area, we surrounded in black cloth I told her to take her clothes off. She gave me a face and I said your hubby loves your preggo body so much he wants pics. She smiled and was out of her clothes in seconds. I stood behind her with my hand on her wrist and opened the curtain. Immediately she saw a metal table with restraints, hooks, and chains hanging from the ceiling. “What the fuck kind of photoshoot is this?” She asked. Her hubby chimed in with “Because you don’t know how to keep your legs shut bitch.” She looked at him and asked what he meant. He told her he had a vasectomy 10 years ago because he never wanted rug rats. Her face dropped. I grabbed her and yanked her into the curtain area and threw her onto the table. My chainsaw Charlie strapped her down and got to work. “Let’s have some chainsaw fun, shall we?” my chainsaw Charlie said patting his trusty chainsaw. I looked at her hubby and said this was about to get very bloody and he might want to leave. He nodded and left with a “Later lying bitch.” And he was gone. First, he told me to hold up one of her arms, I pulled it up straight as he pulled the cord for the saw and it came to life. Without hesitation, he cut off the arm I was holding up and then repeated with the other. The preggo chick was screaming her head off but my chainsaw Charlie just gets off on that. I could see his raging hard-on during the torture and I had a feeling either she or I were going to get fucked. Turns out it was her. He had cut off her arms so she couldn’t struggle when he sat on her chest and started shoving his cock in her mouth. When she was half dead from choking on it, he withdrew and told her “We need to cut those parasites out.” She screamed more… no help.

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He pulled the chains down and jammed the hooks through each of her Achilles’ tendons, and Japanese clover clamps on her nipples and then hoisted her up. As she went upward, her legs spread wider and wider. And the chainsaw came to life again. He made one large cut across her pregnant belly and then punched her. All the contents of her belly started to fall out. Guts, placenta… everything and her screams stop because she passed out. He put smelling salts under her nose and she came to. All she could do was cry and try to scream but he rammed his cock in her mouth again until she died.

I killed them both

snuff sexI killed them both, I had to there was just no way around it! It’s their own fault tho, they were out so late and all by themselves too, how was I supposed to resist that? They were a young mother daughter pair and the thought of killing that little brat in front of her mother has me dripping wet before I even got them in my car. It was easy enough to convince them to accept a ride from me, after all I do look like a sweet woman when I choose to… they didn’t even realize anything was wrong until I was far away from where I told them I would go. The mother got scared and tried to bolt but I just pulled out a gun and put it up to that little brat’s head and she stopped all that bullshit quick! I tied the mom up and made her watch me fuck the little brat to death, her screams were so satisfying to hear! I couldn’t let the mother live after that but I wanted her to really suffer first so I rented her out to some drug dealers and got her fucked to death too!

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Fantasy phone sex with Stephanie

Fantasy phone sexDo you wanna use me like a little fuck doll? I would love for you to use me however you would want master, you can make me bleed and scream as you abuse me. I like feeling that pain until I have to bust out screaming. You can use any hole however hard you want, do you think I’m not serious? I am the best pain slut on this site so call me and let me show you how a real good girl acts towards her master. I love being degraded and abused at the same time, whatever will get daddy off you an do to me. I have no limits so you can do whatever goes on inside your brain to me. I will be a good little fuck doll I promise.

Domination Phone Sex: I’m a Human Dog

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I crave. I need a strong man for some slave training. I got more than I bargained for with Master Teddy. I answered an ad for a fetish model. Although, I am not super model pretty, I am no stranger to bondage modeling. The add called for a woman willing to be subjugated for a series of photos. I have done it before with no pay, so why not for fun money, right? When I arrived at the address that was texted to me, the set looked authentic. Turns out it looked authentic, because it was a real life dungeon. I was trapped. If I got out, it would not be because they let me go. It would be because I escaped, which I did. I think they underestimated this coke whore. I was collared, chained and thrown in a pen with other women. Food and water was on the floor in dishes with our names on it. We were being treated like dogs. It was a human dog fighting ring. We were the bait dogs. I watched a round in fear. I watched a waif of a girl be thrown into the bull pen with the hounds from hell. Within minutes there was nothing left of her but blood and a pile of bodily tissue and crushed bones. My head was held up so I was forced to see the carnage. I had been stripped down into my bra and panties, but no one searched me. I have a pierced clit with a long needle through my labia. When no one was looking, I yanked it out. When I was being walked to the bull pen, I stabbed the eye of the cunt leading me to my death. I ran like a bat out of hell. I escaped through a small basement window.  I ran to the cops, but no one believed a strung out whore like me. They thought I was on an acid trip.

Torture Sex Doll for Abuse

torture sexI love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it.  I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.

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Please hurt me! I want to feel how pain you can cause me and I want to see if you make me hurt. Take me to a room and do what you will with me, Treat me like I am a piece of dirt. I am literally here on this earth to please you and be your snuff phone sex fantasy slut. I will scream and make you cum all over yourself. I can go as extreme as you want, if you have any ideas you can call me and tell me what you want baby. Just know that I am here for you to snuff and make your little bloody fleshy whore. I wanna die on your cock fuck me to death please baby.

The Belt

Sadistic phone sexI was so scared walking towards my front door. I didn’t make enough money to keep my crackhead boyfriend high all night. I opened the door and handed him all of the money I made from hooking up and down the boulevard. He counted the cash with an evil snarl on his face. He threw the cash at my face then slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. He spit on me and relief briefly flooded through my body. I thought his tantrum was over, but I was so wrong. He gripped my hair in his fist and dragged me upstairs like I was a rag doll. He flung me towards the bed and pulled his belt from his pants.
“Get your fucking clothes off NOW!” , he demanded.
I took my clothes off and he started whipping me with his belt like I was a runaway slave. He hit me over and over again, each last worse than the one before. He hit me until his arm got tired. With welts all over my body, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.

Torture phone sex

Torture phone sexYou were the one that got me into this! I love gong out and bringing back home some little fuckers! I love how I could take advantage of their little fucking bodies! I’ll do it in front of you to turn you on and make your dick rock hard! I like to tie their little asses up by their hands and feet! Sticking a butt plug in their assholes! If its a little boy I like chopping his little worthless dick off! Then I apply salt and pour Vodka on it making it burn a bit, I love the sound of their little scream when its burning! Now I put my big pink strap- on and shove it in their little pussy popping that cherry making them little girl bitches pussy bleed all over my rubber dick! Then I let them loose make them get on their knees and start licking my strap on clean!

Torture sex is what I crave

torture sexTorture sex is what I have been programmed to endure and enjoy. I use to like gentle vanilla sex. Not anymore. I love being fucked by all the guys with huge dicks. I have been such a great slave for my master. I like to serve him whenever he calls me I’m there in a second. I make no complaints or fuss about what I am told to do. I obey him and make sure he is pleased along with all the guys that come over to fuck me roughly. I never get a break I get my pussy used hourly. I never take a break. I like to be penetrated by all the guys at the same time. I have been tied up and fucked for hours on end. I never felt that kind of pain and pleasure at the same time. Being used and having an audience is always a turn on. I look forward to being the best sex slut.

Severed Cock, It’s what’s for dinner

I’ve been “playing” the victim for a while now and it gets old. One of my best girlfriends from way back has a bit of a fetish. She likes to cut men’s dicks off, why I don’t know. I am going to assume some type of trauma, or she’s a lunatic, but either way, I know who to call.
We meet up at a local outdoor café and get right down to discussing what we have in mind. My thoughts were blah and mundane compared to her ideas. Oddly enough our waiter was being a dickhead. He must have been having a bad day, but not the best table to have a crappy attitude. My friend wrote her address and “let’s fuck” on a napkin and when he came with our bill, she handed it to him and said take a look. He looked down at the napkin and all he did was smile and nod. My friend turned to look at me and winked.
Waiting for the guy to show up we hear the knock. My friend…let’s just call her Nancy, answered the door with lingerie on, we both had the sexiest thing in our delicates collection. Nancy said that if this is going to be his last time with his cock I guess it doesn’t hurt if it’s happy. We brought him to the kitchen; he was surprised to see me but grinned. Must have been thinking he was about to have a 3some. She tells him to get undressed and suddenly pulled out a gun and put it to the waiters head and asked if he was going to have a better attitude than what he displayed at the restaurant. Of course, he flipped out and started yelling saying yes Maam I will always have a better attitude, Ma’am. Nancy smiled and said “Too late” and with one slash his cock was on the counter, severed and still hard. The waiter started to scream and Nancy warned him if he continued he would have a cactus shoved up his ass… he didn’t stop screaming. Well, my cactus is ruined. When she was done with him, he crumpled onto the floor in a ball of sobs. “Aren’t you afraid he is going to go to the cops if you let him go?” Nancy said, “Sure I am, but by the time he’s been through the wood chipper I don’t think it’s going to be a problem.” They guy started to scream again with her comment, so she stuffed his cock in his own mouth. She made him stand up and he was a quivering mass. Nancy took the cock from his mouth and threw it into a hot cast iron skillet and made him tend to cooking it like it was a kielbasa. He kept gagging and crying to please let it stop, and just then she told him to go sit at the kitchen table. He went and sat down ever so slowly, his ass just having been jammed with a cactus. She brought him a fork and a steak knife and a plate with the recently cooked cock. She looked at him and said “Dig in” he looked horrified. She told him he could eat it or she would bury him in sand up to the neck and pour honey all over his head. He still didn’t eat. Nancy came out with a syringe from her pocket and injected something into his beck that made him pass out immediately. He’s scraps in the middle of a garbage truck.
I asked her why she felt like he needed that much for just some bad service. She looked at me and said “That was my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend. He broke up with me, so this is payback.” She laughs and I join in cause now I’m scared shitless of her, I’m moving to another state in a few months. What would she do to me?

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