There’s nothing I love more than the sweet, sweet smell of fresh blood gushing onto a concrete floor. Last night, I had my fill. My demon skank Deanna and I were moshing fucking hardcore at a death metal show when some snub nosed bitch called us fucktards and threw her vodka tonic all over Deanna. We sprang on that cunt immediately and beat her bitch ass unconscious. She woke up in the belly of my dungeon, strapped to an operating table. Boy did her eyes get wide when she saw my spiked dildo, especially when I rammed it up her dirty cunt. I bet she would have screamed real loud if there hadn’t been a ball gag lodged in her mouth. “Barely any blood,” I said “your whore cunt is too loose.” I pounded her nasty pussy with Spike, and Deanna flicked a lighter on and off right next to the cunt’s nipples. Her chest heaved up and down, out of control, so Deanna slapped that bitch silly. She started going unconscious again but I wanted to keep playing, so I hooked her burnt nipples to a car battery and gave her a couple jolts so she could keep enjoying my work. I carved a perfect SLUT into her stomach with my favorite knife. I asked for Deanna’s lighter and began to heat the blade, then I crouched down at the whore’s ear and whispered, “Now I’m gonna do you a favor and seal up that nasty cunt.” I pressed the white hot blade against her pussy lips and heard her cunt sizzle. She shrieked so hard through the gag, I fucking swear she almost swallowed it whole. Deanna laughed in her face and took my knife. “I’d rather have your blood all over me than your vodka, bitch.” She started carving the letter “D” into the whore’s cheek, but I wanted to see some serious blood, so I snatched the knife and with one quick slice, her blood flooded to the floor. Ah, sweet slut killing satisfaction.
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