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Killing Spree

 

 

snuff sexSnuff Sex Was on my mind and my pussy was throbbing. I couldn’t contain myself. The urge to kill and dismember was just too fucking strong. I saw her at the truck stop trying to hitch a ride. I was dining on my organic brat flesh burger and I had an ache to take her body and abuse her to death. She looked scared and new at picking men up for cash. Blonde hair big tits and that sweet young face made me want to mutilate it.  Awe, a baby lot lizard! I got out of my car and motioned her over. I offered her some cash and a ride to the next truck stop in hopes of better drivers willing to pay for her young body.  She jumped at the chance. She would soon regret her choice. But her fate would be much the same and I would enjoy myself. snuff phone sex

She agreed as most vulnerable teen sluts do.  I offered her a hot burger and as she ate lavishly My pussy soaked my panties. She was eating young flesh and it made me so fucking horny. I faked car trouble and pulled off into the dark. I popped the hood and asked her to hold the light. I grabbed her from behind and choked her sweet throat until she passed out. When she came too she was missing both tits and I was cutting her lips off her pussy. She screamed into the night as I fisted her ravaged pussy.  She was bleeding out and I took my hunting knife and stabbed her over and over as I rubbed my orgasming pussy all over her face. Should have saved her for a paying customer but sometimes a girl just needs alone time. It was my fifth kill this weekend and I was craving more. Maybe this snuff phone sex whore needed an accomplice or two as I racked numbers up it would be easier. …

Chained

Snuff phone sexI had been chained to the table for at least 36 hours at this point. I was tired, hungry, dehydrated, and I could feel a mix of blood and semen running down my naked thighs to my feet and the cold concrete floor. My ankles were chained to the table legs, spreading them wide apart. I lost track at around 200 of how many times I had my holes raped over and over again. I don’t know who was doing this or why, just that I think I will be used here until I die, like the cum dumpster I am. This is all I’m worth. A whore and cum dumpster for whomever desires it. My ass had been taken so many times and so deeply, I know something had to have ripped. I’m not sure, but I think they used a chair leg to sodomize me. The duct tape on my mouth was burning from my salty tears running down into the adhesive. Will you use me too?

Halloween Brings About Torture Sex

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Halloween is just a few days away. It is my favorite time of the year. You and I don’t have to go looking for victim. They just show up on our door step looking for candy. All the different ages and races, just thinking about it makes my cunt hot and juicy. My cunt thrives off of sadistic torture sex. Watching a little girl scream and beg for mercy as you hold her down for me only makes my cunt wetter. I smoother her face with my hot wet cunt feeling her screams vibrating on my clit as you fuck her young tight virgin pussy. I reach down and pinch her little pink nipples. I lean over and bite her nipple making sure to get blood all over my tongue. Then I lean forward and French kiss you my love. Intertwining our tongues together and sharing her young pure blood with you. You reach up and wrap your hands around her throat as you continue to kiss me. Just as you start to blew your load, you choke the life out of her little body. We throw her lifeless body down in the basement and wait for the next trick or treater.

Snuff: Have It Your Way

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I would like to ask you all something.  If you could snuff someone in anyway you would want and you know you would completely get away with it … How would you do it. I actually really want to know, even if we never have spoken before email me, or comment on it.  You of course do not have to use your real name.  I want you to feel free to just get it out there without any sort of repercussions.  

Mine would be the following: Janice D., a stupid cunt from my school days.  I really hated her, but I loved her body.  She was a bitch, but a hot bitch.  Now you might be thinking she was popular, one of those “mean girls”, but nope.  She wasn’t popular at all.  She was just always on the rag or something.  Not once do I recall seeing her smile, or laughing.  She would just mope around, and if someone tried to talk to her she would just ignore them then look at them like they weren’t even there.  Pretty fucking rude if you ask me.

Maybe she was having problems at home, who the hell knows, and who the hell cares.  Maybe her Daddy was sticking Legos up her pussy for punishment, or her Mom was feeding her shit sandwiches.  I didn’t really care for the why, but anyone that miserable doesn’t deserve to breath.  They are just taking up space, breathing precious oxygen, and just being an eyesore.  

I would take her to a fun house (I have a thing for fun houses, have since I was super young).  One that was in operation.  I would tie that cunt up just like she was about to be drawn and quartered.  I would make sure the ropes were so tight that they dislocated the hips and shoulders before they were tied off.  Just to get the screaming going.  Before doing all that, I would have paid a shit ton of homeless tweekers to show up throughout the night.  Then right there, under those flashing strobe lights, and clacking of the cars she would be fucked over and over.  I would be on the side dripping acid on her tits while she is continually violated. 

Then after the fucking was done, I would get between her legs and splash that acid all over that freshly fucked pussy of hers.  I can almost see the smoke and hear the slight sizzle as it eats into her skin.  Right before I left, I would dump the rest of it down her throat then just leave her there for the people who ran the ride to find.  Yeah I have thought about this a lot, why do you ask? lol 

Now, it’s your turn.  I look forward to hearing about all the delicious details.

Cold blooded babes

Violent phone sex 

 This girl caught my eye at school. She was subtle but always has her hair down. Black clothing and all. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place. Not knowing that I am into some violent shit. Maybe she is too. She told me that she doesn’t hang out with people like me. I told her not to judge a book by its cover. I am demented just like you. She came over and we both got so high on whip its and started punching each other in the face. I all of a sudden became so horny I want her to cut me a few times. The way the knife feels on my skin makes my cunt wet. She wanted to lick my blood and heal my already wounds. I had gashes and she wanted to kiss me everywhere. I planned on tieing her up and scaring her. But all I could think about was getting tied up myself.

My Good Deed of The Day

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They say, “Boys will be boys.” As if that is an excuse for some sort of fucked up behavior.  Fuck that shit.  I was at a gas station and this chick was in tears talking on her phone.  A young pretty thing, crying, my pussy started to get a little bit damp.  I stopped pumping my gas so that I could hear the conversation.  She was talking about how her boyfriend cheated on her, she walked in on them.  Oh boo-fucking-hoo right?  I almost started to laugh then I heard her say, “I would pay someone to kill that stupid motherfucker if I could.” I instantly perked up.

I finished pumping my gas then walked around the pump and tapped her on the shoulder.  Now this girl was upset, so she was a bit bitchy to me until I said that I was sorry that she was cheated on.  Sometimes you have to pretend to have empathy for a situation in order to get what you want.  She told the person she would have to call them back.  I told her to pull her car around in front of the store and I would go in and get her a drink and she could tell me what happened.  I even gave her a hug which almost caused me to puke, but I was on a mission.

I brought her out a beer, she told me she wasn’t old enough to drink one.  I laughed and told her I didn’t care and to drink the damn thing.  We sat on the hood of her car and I explained that if she was serious, I could do the deed for her.  I had to make sure she was pretty shit faced to agree to it, so I had to keep buying beer.  She was a light weight when it came to drinking, so I actually didn’t have to buy that much.  I told her to get back in her car and just sleep for a bit that everything would be alright.  She thanked me, gave me ten bucks and I was happily on my way.

What a douche this guy was. He actually told me that he was going to cut my tits off.  I was laughing so hard as I stepped up to him, he tried to back away, but I grabbed his jacket and yanked him back to me.  I licked his lips and told him how much I was going to enjoy this.  He tried to fight me, but again, douche guy with douche moves.  I have seen dust bunnies float more violently across the floor.  His fighting skills were just damn sad.

Before long that smart assed attitude of his was gone.  He was panting beneath me, my full weight on his chest, his arms where extended over his head.  He was begging now, said he was sorry.  I asked him what it was that he was sorry for, he said everything.  I rolled my eyes.  I moved down to sit on his knees while I looked at his little cock.  He was scared so his pathetic fuck stick was all tiny.  I slapped it, and he gasped.  What a pussy this guy was.

I asked him if he was still going to cut my tits off.  He was crying, he managed to sob out a “No.” I smiled, then sliced into his sack, running the knife up between his two testies.  He passed out.  See, pussy through and through.  I waited for him to wake back up then continued.  He was screaming too much, it was actually getting on my nerves, I pulled off my jeans, and my panties then lowered myself down on his open mouth.  The vibration of his screams against my cunt were simply delicious!  After cutting the rest of his junk off, I shoved the knife up his ass and fucked him with it, his mouth was working my pussy so well.  I came, turned around quickly then stuck the knife into his throat, stood up, and stomped on the top of the hilt.  The sound was beautiful.

Brat Torture Blood Moon Harvest

This Sadistic Slut has Torture phone sex on her brain! The blood harvest moon is perfect for my satanic killing rituals. Now my rituals involve the flesh of virgins. Now it doesn’t mean that they can’t be fucked in the mouth and little elastic ass holes before the kill! I have three perfect babydoll porcelain bodies tied up against wooden chairs waiting for the fun to begin. 

My room is filled up with the blood of the past sacrifices. My equipment, blades, and scalpels are all encrusted in blood. I love the iron smell and I always kill my victims so I enjoy mixing blood of dead!

I have acquired two little girls that are so beautiful It almost hurts me to know I will be ending them. The boy has a nice little dick for his age, My ritual requires three virgin females but I have made an exception as I want to be a deviant little slut and want to taste his small dick and fuck his ass as I kill him off. I want to make my demons very happy. I will sacrifice each in turn by cutting them into tiny pieces as I summon the blood Goddess. I am the accomplice to my two dark handsome men who will be getting their rape fantasies fulfilled tonight by turning these brats into cum sluts. 

I start by lighting my black candles and cutting each little hand and burning them after I suck a mouthful of blood from each. I walk to my accomplice men and spit the mixture in each man’s mouth.  It means that now the fucking can commence. Each naked little body gave up and ass holes turned inside out mouths choked to the point of unconscious and back again as I slice them up. I will be eating these fresh young bodies and this torture phone sex sadistic will be on the prowl for more after tonight baby. Care to Join me?murder phone sex fantasies

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Pain Slut

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Do you like pain? Because I do. From an early age my daddy trained me to love pain and now nothing makes me wetter than when I’m bleeding and bruised. I love it when a man dominates me and tortures me.I love being punished and forced to do humiliating things. Force your hard cock into my throat and fuck my face until I puke. Then choke me until my eyes are bulging and I’m gasping for air. I want to be bleeding and in so much pain I’m begging for you to end my misery by the time you’re done with me. Jam your hard cock into my ass and fuck me until my thighs are slick with blood. Put clamps on my nipples and keep tightening them until I’m screaming. I am your pain slut and yours to do with as you please. Whatever your desire is, I will do it, no matter what it costs me.

Snuff Sex Betrayal

snuff sexSnuff sex is what I deserve. It is all I get. No man looks at me and wants to make me his wife or his girlfriend. I scream blonde bimbo to men. I represent the type of woman who has scorned them, rejected them, cheated on them… But unlike other women, I am submissive. I wouldn’t cheat on a man. I would give him everything I have and more. When I met Danny a few weeks ago, I had no idea I would end up bound, gagged and battered on his basement floor. Danny had me all wrong. He thought I was a high class girl, maybe even a spoiled rich bitch. He assumed the reason I didn’t go out with him was because I thought he was beneath me. The reason I rejected his date offer was because I am owned by someone. Some one who would dismember me and keep me locked in a cage under the bed for even kissing another man. When I was hit over the head last night going to my car, I assumed it was my owner and I had made some small infraction he took personally.  When I woke back up, I discovered it was a jilted man seeking revenge. He had me tied to a support beam. I was black and blue from the beating he gave me. I saw the blow torch and pissed myself. I pleaded and begged for my life. I tried explaining  that I was more like a snuff porn start than a gfe type. All he could see was a woman who rejected him. He branded his name into my flesh with his name. He burned my flesh off and when it scabs over, his name will be forever etched on my body. He didn’t kill me, but he sealed my fate. When master sees another man’s name on my body, he will certainly kill me for my betrayal.