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A near death experience

/ Categories: BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Extreme, Fantasm, Humiliation, Sado-Masochism, Snuff, Torture / BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Extreme, Fantasm, Humiliation, Sado-Masochism, Snuff, Torture / By

Yvonne, over a couple of years, had found many sex sites where she could lust over the wonderful photos and videos that turned her on so much. Being careful in the utmost not to risk being found out by her husband, she rarely made any input in the way of messages to these sites, and although she initially displayed her photo as an avatar, she soon saw the hazards associated, and removed it in a matter of weeks. She had very intentionally sought out these pornographic sites, but then, quite by accident, she had stumbled upon a new site that absolutely astounded her – it was dedicated to those kinky people who enjoyed what was generally referred to as ‘sado-masochism. Looking over the many photos that were displayed on the site, Yvonne’s eyes were really …

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Bk 1, Ch 1: Lands Uncharted

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Chapter 1: Lands Uncharted We were on a raid on the borders south of our clan’s newly conquered territory. Under King Hrothgar, the united Clan Armies had crossed the narrow sea and conquered the near coast, allowing the clans to raid further inland. Eager for more gold and slaves, I took just under one hundred soldiers with me—warriors, blooded thralls, and some three-dozen shield-maidens. We moved slowly and cautiously through this uncharted territory. Five days march into uncharted territory we started encountering scattered farms and homesteads. First one, then two, then three. Each location was scouted during the day then taken in the night when everyone was asleep. A barking dog spoiled our attack on one farm, but my men had the house surrounded and none escaped. We killed the elderly, diseased, and feeble, and …

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Sorting out that Pedo Saville

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Sorting out that Pedo Saville It was back in October 2012 like. Al and me was sat in the bar at the Flying Horse supping a few bevvies, just after that story about pedos came out, “Fucking hell Johnno!” Al said, “That’s that fucking Saville cunt.” “Fucking right,” I agreed, “Fucking missed that cunt,” I said sadly as I sunk another bottle of Stella (Artois) “Fucking grade A fucking pedo,” Al said as he read the story in the ‘Sun’ off his fish and chip paper. “Fucking cunt,” I agreed. “Fucking Trevor from up Moorhouse says that fucking Saville fucking bummed him on Jim’ll fucking fix it,” Al added. “He never fucking went on Jim’ll fucking fix it,” I told him, “He went to his Aunty Mary’s, he never fucking went.” “Fuck,” said Al, “Bollocks, …

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Sorting out that Pedo Saville

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Sorting out that Pedo Saville It was back in October 2012 like. Al and me was sat in the bar at the Flying Horse supping a few bevvies, just after that story about pedos came out, “Fucking hell Johnno!” Al said, “That’s that fucking Saville cunt.” “Fucking right,” I agreed, “Fucking missed that cunt,” I said sadly as I sunk another bottle of Stella (Artois) “Fucking grade A fucking pedo,” Al said as he read the story in the ‘Sun’ off his fish and chip paper. “Fucking cunt,” I agreed. “Fucking Trevor from up Moorhouse says that fucking Saville fucking bummed him on Jim’ll fucking fix it,” Al added. “He never fucking went on Jim’ll fucking fix it,” I told him, “He went to his Aunty Mary’s, he never fucking went.” “Fuck,” said Al, “Bollocks, …

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Designated for Consumption_(0)

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Mariah I Mariah stood in line anxiously, waiting to hear her fate. Her graduating group was today’s batch to be assigned their designations by the Bureau of Resource Distribution. She found some comfort in the presence of her best friend Alan, standing in front of her. “Where do you think they’ll send you?” he had turned around to ask her. “I’ll probably end up sewing clothes in a warehouse.” “No way. I bet they put you in Human resource management, maybe. You’re really good with people.” “I can’t really see myself in a management position, I couldn’t even organize that Memorial Day picnic.” “I’ll probably end up welding or swinging a pick-axe in the new tunnels.” “Next!” a sharp voice interrupted their conversation. A quick intake of breath came from Alan’s gut and he stepped …

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My Four Legged Whore

/ Categories: Anal, Bestiality, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Torture, Written by women / Anal, Bestiality, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Torture, Written by women / By

Disclaimer: This has not and will not ever happen in real life! I’m a strict vegan, but have a taste for writing disturbing material. Anyone doing this to an animal in real life should be severely published. You wouldn’t think I’m this fucked up. I look like every normal man you see. My family is wealthy, I have a good job, and I’m polite to everyone. As they say though, looks can be deceiving. Anyway, I usually start my day off by reading the classified ads in the paper. I do this to find my next victim. A victim of my perversions even more helpless than a child. I wonder what I’ll find today. As I scan the paper, I find three suitable matches that could get me a victim tonight. A family has a …

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Hunt Club Field Day: Jennifer

/ Categories: Diary, Snuff, Torture, Violence / Diary, Snuff, Torture, Violence / By

Disclaimer: The following is purely a work of fiction, and bears no connection to actual persons, living or dead. Although written for entertainment purposes, the author acknowledges that the content would be considered obscene, offensive, and indeed perverted by almost any community standards. The story contains de***********ions of non-consensual sex, torture, murder and cannibalism. The author neither endorses nor approves any of these practices and indeed actively opposes any real-life enactment of the themes described in this fiction. While some may find the stories erotic (that ‘s why they were written), the author strongly believes that the proper place for the acts described is strictly limited to the imagination. Jennifer swung her arms to loosen up and jogged in place to warm up her legs. Part of her mind refused to believe what was happening; …

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Phoenix ch 13

/ Categories: Body modification, Cruelty, Science-Fiction, Snuff / Body modification, Cruelty, Science-Fiction, Snuff / By

“In the top news this hour – A landmark Supreme Court decision to reverse underground performer Vince Doesmore’s conviction in the widely publicized Brandy Wine murder case. “As most of you already know, Brandy Wine Tasting Productions and Vince Doesmore were charged and convicted of the premeditated murder of its executive producer and former underground performer, Miss Brandy Wine, who produced and actually directed her own death scene.” In a rounded section of the Tri-d display, a beautiful, naked, large-breasted woman was lying, facing upward, on a man who obviously had his dick up her ass. His arms were wrapped around her and his hands were clenching her ample breasts, holding her tightly against him. Another man, who was fucking her from the front, had his hands so tightly clenched around her throat that his …

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The King in Yellow Chapter Twenty-One

/ Categories: Fantasy, Necrophilia, Snuff, Torture / Fantasy, Necrophilia, Snuff, Torture / By

THE KING IN YELLOW Some hours later, Dmitri and Grigori set down their glasses of tea and went upstairs. Shortly after nightfall the others had taken the broken blonde back to Mirenberg leaving the two friends to play a few moves of chess and recover their strength, and now they were curious to see what Alexandra had done with the prodigal. “Perhaps it really is possible for her to disappear” suggested Grigori as they climbed the narrow staircase to the servant’s room. Dmitri turned around. “We daren’t dream of it” he said, simply. Grigori shrugged, and together they went through the low doorway into Alexandra’s dormer room. They had expected to find Elena strapped to the bed, at the least, but both women were sitting at Alexandra’s computer desk. They presented an incongruous spectacle; Elena …

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Bk 2, Ch 1: Interlude

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Chapter 1: Interlude Alena experienced life in fits and spurts as she slipped in and out of consciousness. One second a vaguely familiar man stood over her, the next, she felt herself being carried. She heard strange voices, muddled as if she were underwater. Something tugged at her, and she was vaguely aware of someone screaming. When she finally came to she was lying down, staring at a strange ceiling. Confused, she tried to sit up… and immediately regretted it as pain lanced through her chest and belly. The pain soon subsided, and Alena was able to take stock of her current situation. She glanced down and immediately noticed that feathered shafts no longer stood out of her chest and belly. In their place were tightly-wrapped white bandages. Well, white except for where a little …

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Night Burglar

/ Categories: Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cock & ball torture, Death, Fantasm, Snuff, Torture / Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cock & ball torture, Death, Fantasm, Snuff, Torture / By

The Night Burglar Jason had been in and out of trouble since he was 10 years old. At the tender age of 10 Jason had stolen his fifth grade teacher’s purse and removed all the money and two credit cards. He probably would have gotten away with it had he not try to use the credit cards after spending the 85.00 cash he had stolen. Being his first offense and considering he was only 10 years old, the judge was lenient and made Jason work the money off by pulling weeds in the Court House flower bed for the next 3 months. As the years past, Jason became much more proficient in his crimes and even though he had spent almost 6 years of his young 25 incarcerated he hadn’t been arrested for over 5 …

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Bk 1, Ch 7: The Carrot and The Sword

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Sigurd cleared his throat loudly a short distance away. Gently, I laid the girl’s head on the wooden planks and stood. Sigrid’s back was turned as he busied himself rifling through a basket of goods. “What is it, Sigurd?” “My Lord,” he responded, turning towards me. He must surely have seen and heard what had just transpired, but he made no mention of it. He and I often disagreed on things, but I could not have asked for a better subordinate. “My Lord, we are clearing the last few houses now. Torstein reports success on the beach, and nobody made it past our archers. What are your orders?” “Finish clearing the houses, but don’t worry about looting the place just yet. We’re here to stay so it can wait. Get our dead and wounded in …

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Crush me_(1)

/ Categories: BDSM, Death, Domination/submission, Fantasm, Sado-Masochism, Snuff, Written by women / BDSM, Death, Domination/submission, Fantasm, Sado-Masochism, Snuff, Written by women / By

They had been seeing each other for a while; coming up to 6 months. She knew what she wanted from him – what she had always wanted but had been too afraid to ask for. She was sure he was the one. “I want you crush me” she whispered into his ear post coital – his limp dick still inside her sopping cunt. “Crush you?” He repeated. He slid his dick out of her cunt and moved his body off of her, propping up his head on his elbow. He looked directly at her. “I want you to break my bones. I want my body to be spent and lifeless underneath you”. She exhaled slowly. “I want to suffer for you, I want to die for you. I have met my match; my one true …

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STOMP!

/ Categories: Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Torture / Cruelty, Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Torture / By

The blonde woman sat in darkness, taking occasional drags from a menthol cigarette that she had been nursing for at least 10 minutes. “Hm…” The blonde woman sighed while looking at her cell phone, 2 : 59 a.m. The blonde woman sighed again loudly and muttered to herself “can’t for once they be early? They know how my anxiety gets to me when I am waiting like this” she said power hitting her cigarette down to the filter. The blonde woman looked at the cigarette and swore before throwing it to the ground and crushing it under her big black boot heel. The room she was in resembled that of a 12th century dungeon, with chains on the walls, several torture devices and the fresh, blood stained corpses of previous victims. “SCREEEEEEEEEEECH” A door opened …

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Even a Demon has needs…

/ Categories: Death, Fantasm, Horror, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff / Death, Fantasm, Horror, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff / By

John was, without a doubt, one of the luckiest men to ever live. Here he was, driving down Route 101 along the Pacific Coast in a convertible and a beautiful woman. He looked over at his new wife, Sherry, and smiled. She was stunning, and not just because he loved her. She was tall but not overly thin. No supermodel anorexia for John Gilks. Sherry had long auburn hair, a hint of freckles running down her neck into her perfect chest. And here John had to stare for the briefest of seconds before turning back to the road. Sherry’s size C breasts were so perfect he felt himself stir. If he was lucky, once the nearest car to them was left behind and they were alone on the road, he might be able to entice …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 2

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Sally never knew his real name. It was only “Deathmaster.” He gave her a special telephone number to call when she wanted to have another session with him. The sexual excitement of the first session was so intense she could not stop thinking about it. She wanted badly to do it again, but she knew that each time she had an encounter with Deathmaster, he might kill her. But that was part of the thrill. After about a week of rationalizing, telling herself how foolish it was to risk everything for that moment of intense orgasmic pleasure, Sally found herself making the call. She wanted to do it one more time. And that will be the end of it, she promised herself. If he doesn’t kill me, and chances are very good that he probably …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 1_(1)

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It all began with a chance encounter in an Internet chat room. Sally was doing her favorite thing . . . flirting with the boys in an adult room, and when stimulated enough by the boys she linked with, getting in some serious masturbation. That particular night she met “Deathmaster,” a man in the role playing room who talked about killing the women he fucked while they were in the middle of orgasmic pleasure. The idea turned Sally on so much that she had three powerful orgasms from masturbation while they chatted. Deathmaster and Sally agreed to meet again the following night, and he succeeded once more to inflame her with his stories about deadly sex. By the third night they had exchanged e-mail addresses, and not long after this, Sally actually consented to meet …

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Deadly Sex Games Ch. 08

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Sally was on her knees, a thick black cock thrust deep in her throat, her lips clamped tight on the throbbing organ as the john she was “servicing” moaned in expression of the bodily pleasure she was giving him. She also moaned, although it was faked for his benefit. She was not excited about her role as a whore anymore and rarely got off, even though she was getting more sex these days than ever in her life. Working the streets for a black pimp was very exciting at first, and Sally enjoyed the exploding orgasms she experienced just from living dangerously and having sex with strange men. But after she got down to the routine of sucking and fucking one dirty cock after another, and being forced to suck most of them to ejaculation, …

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A Lonely Road

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CHAPTER 1: The light coming from the street lamps criss-crossed through the trees trying in vain to lighten the road. On the empty four lane road she walked. Her gait quick and hurried. Her hands clutching the little bag she held, body was trembling, trembling with fear or was it anticipation? “Click-Clock-Click-Clock-Click-Clock “, the sounds of her heels cut the darkness and the silence of the night like a scalpel at the hands of an experienced surgeon. Soft murmurs of her talking to herself were the only other sound to be heard in the distance. She wasn’t very tall just the average 5 foot 6, not exactly thin but wasn’t fat either. Her hair loose behind her head. Dressed in a knee length skirt and a very well fitting blue blouse, her silhouette looked sexy. …

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Deadly Sex Games CH 4

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By now she was hooked. It was like an addiction. Sally could not orgasm without a maximum thrill, and nothing could top the threat of her own inevitable death. She craved the feeling. Her next episode with Deathmaster was as spooky as the others. It occurred at an abandoned industrial complex far from anywhere. The buildings opened into tall structural steel frames that rose hundreds of feet into the air. She was forced to climb, naked, up rusted steel ladders and follow narrow walkways until she reached the appointed place of her “event.” There Sally was introduced to a strange man who looked tormented. Deathmaster explained that this man, like Sally, wanted the thrill of his looming death to extend the pleasure of his climax. He was a hunk of a man, and his large …

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