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It’s Never As Good As The First Time

I will never forget the first time I fucked a bitch up. I raped her cunt with my 8 inched spiked red heels. I fist fucked that bitch up the ass, then got the best idea of all. I grabbed a beer bottle off the ground, hit it on the sidewalk and fucked every hole that I could find with that broken bottle. By the time I was done the bitch was bleeding in places she didn’t know she had to bleed from. All of this while my Kings watched and cheered me on. What a fucking adrenaline rush!

50 ways to kill your lover!

I know what you need Steve.
Just listen to me please.
You need 50 ways to kill your lover.
Beat her until she is dead, Red.
Drown her in a lake, Jake.
Cut off her head Ted.
Please listen to me.
Smother her in bed Fred
Stab her in the back Jack
Throw her under the bus Gus.
No need to discuss much.
Please listen to me.
Give her the ax’s Max
Set her on fire, sire
Get him with the gun, Hun
Electrocute him to death, Beth,
Please listen to me
Throw him from the roof, goof.
Poison her food dude.
Break her neck, Rex.
And set yourself free!
Throw him from a train, Bain.
No need play the blame game.
I know what you need to be free.
It is 50 ways to kill your lover!
Glue his nose and mouth shut, slut
given an acid bath, thrash
Rip her apart, Art.
And set yourself free!
I know what you need, Reed
Its to be Free.
So kill that bitch Mitch.
And com play with me.

Cumming and Going

Intense orgasms oftentimes are achieved during the most heinous acts;. I dare you to use your imagination.  One example of such is having sexual intercourse during asphyxiation.  Sharing neurotic thoughts with strangers, really gets me excited. 

I am now thinking of the time when two submissives and I had erotic sex, during a snuff session.  They were both so frightened.  I wanted to make things exciting, so I handed each of them a plastic bag to put over their heads.  I secured the bags around their necks with duct tape and ordered them to have anal sex together.  I watched and masturbated.  Funnily enough, though they feared for their lives, neither of them had any problem achieving erections and cumming extremely hard inside of each others assholes.  I finally took a sharp nail and made an opening in their bags for air to come in, but it was too late.

 

Cold-Hearted, Financial Domination Bitch

I believe that you must pay to play.  In that, as a beautiful woman, I deserve the best, and I expect for my companions to honor my time with their resources.  Is it prostitution? perhaps (I really don’t care).   If I decide to become your girlfriend, I will expect for you to cater to my needs, spoil me financially, and to give me access to everything that you own; ultimately, making it mine.  You would belong to me, and likewise, all of your assets shall also become mine.  I may decide that I want you to increase your life insurance policy to $350 million and make me the beneficiary (secretly cutting off your wife and the rest of your family). You are to leave everything to me; awarding me ownership of your estate, when you pass….(I want to enjoy your wealth in my youth, so I will murder you and make it look like a professional hit).  There is no price that you can put on my love.  However, I have a price, and it is everything.

 

The perfect catch!

 

She was so innocent. So very sweet. She had long dark hair and big blue eyes. The palest skin with the pinkest lips. She looked like a painting. I wasn’t even looking for a play thing. But when I saw her I knew I had to have her. I followed her for 4 days. Waiting for the perfect time. She was snobby. She liked to tease her friends. AND she thought she was better than everyone. She is always checking herself out in the mirror. The more I watched. I the more I knew I had to have her. And I knew if I waited long enough. If I watched her close enough. I knew I would be able to grab her. And I was right. She was a bitch to her friend who normally walked her home..And she had to walk home alone. I snatched her right around the corner from her house. I took her straight out to the cabin. Ooh she was a little fighter. But nothing I couldn’t handle. I tired her down. Stripped her naked. Her body was like porcelain. Pristine. So perfect I knew I had to share her. So I called a friend. Might as well let him have her first. I do like to watch. He is going to tear her up. And then I am going to finish her off. I wonder how long we can drag it out.

1st Aid for the Little Brat

I recently performed ‘my version’ of 1st aid on an unconscious brat whom had passed out after running and tripping over a tree limb, in a secluded wooded trail where my friend and I were biking.

The little whore was dressed like she was looking to get fucked; wearing skin tight, jogging pants and a skin tight top.  My friend and I left our bikes and came to her aid.  (After ensuring that there was no one else around) I started by slicing her shirt and pants off of her, then cutting off her bra and panties-exposing her for my male friend to fuck.  While he mounted her unconscious body, thrusting his hard cock inside of her ass; I began chest compressions (punching her chest as hard as I could, until I heard her ribs crack). Meanwhile, my friend moaned with pleasure as he left a load inside of her ass. I licked her asshole clean, after he was finished with her.  My pussy juices ran down my legs, as I was an eager lesbian cuckold for our sadistic work. Our work was done here.  We left the bitch naked, fucked, and ready to die, in the cold (only to be discovered, after the wild animals have ravaged and consumed her flesh).

My Kinky Hook-Up with an Older Man from out of Town (Conclusion)

Our tongues danced together sending orgasmic currents throughout my juicy pussy.  I broke our kiss and straddled his bleeding groin, raised my machete , salivating over the razor-sharp blade…..and  swung; cutting off his head.  I carefully wrapped the head inside of plastic wrap and placed it inside of my purse (keeping it as a souvenir).  I pressed my ear against his chest, noticing that his heart was still beating (though faintly).  I reached inside of his open and bleeding chest, and using both hands, spread open his rib cage and removed his weak, pulsing heart.  I placed this struggling organ against my lips, and kissed it, before opening my mouth and taking a bite into its flesh. I immediately felt my vagina explode with cum as I destroyed the last evidence of my victim’s life. I spent the next hour cleaning up the hotel room. Prior to leaving, I drug the body into the bathroom and placed it into the tub.  I laid a rose on top of the corpse and left.

I Beleive in Taking What I Want

Half the fun is hunt. I want to enjoy the stalking. The watching. Getting so close to someone that you can touch them. Film them. And they never know I am right there waiting for the perfect chance to snatch them up. It is like great sex. The hunt is foreplay. It gets my pussy dripping wet. The more the better. But eventually you have to have more. You just can’t watch any longer. Then you have to take what you want. Just grab her. So exciting and thrilling. Like when a cock gets thrust deep inside you. You just know how right it is! And my very favorite part of the torture is the sex. When she dies it is the orgasm. But it all starts with the abduction. That is the moment you know how good it is really going to be. Are they are a screamer. A fighter. Will they just give up and whimper or try to bribe you. I am always looking for the screamers. I love to hear you scream!

 

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My Kinky Hook-Up with an Older Man from out of Town, Part III

After cumming extremely hard, I rubbed my wetness all over his face.I kissed his lips, tasting his blood.  His bloody kisses tasted so sweet. I continued kissing him as I grabbed my machete and straddled his bloody, cock-less groin. As I raised it, my pussy juices flooded down my thighs.  I looked up at the shiny blade; I was so turned on…awaiting what was to come.   I looked into his dazed eyes and bloody face and plunged the machete into
his stomach, repeatedly. He  moaned and groaned as I thrusted.  I was careful, not to stab  his heart, as I did not want him to die, just yet.  The sight of his blood was was erotic, exciting, and euphoric. I moaned, cumming profusely, all over his castrated groin. I removed the machete from his stomach and licked some of the blood off before laying
it down, beside his head.  I leaned down, and passionately kissed his bloody lips, thrusting my tongue inside of his bloody mouth.(To be continued)….

A Young Sex Slave

I met a p-daddy online, who craved the taste of a sweet, young male.  He paid me to find one to be abused, tortured, and turned into a rape fantasy fulfilled.  The little one was cute, pretty, and so naive and innocent.  He was still a virgin.  My mouth watered as I fantasized about the way that he would be used.  He was to be drugged, seduced, and deflowered. I would facilitate the whole experience for my new-found p client.  I had the young man lured to my home in another state.  He was lured by  his babysitter who was having a sexual relationship with my nephew (the perfect plan). The little one was told that my husband and I would watch him for a couple of hours while his babysitter took care of a family emergency.  When that stupid whore left, the fun began.  The little man was offered some milk (that contained a sedative) and cookies.  Once he was relaxed, I laid back on the couch and watched the little brat learn to suck cock, get fucked, and then die.