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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

/ Categories: BDSM, Fiction, Snuff / BDSM, Fiction, Snuff / By

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)

/ Categories: Anal, BDSM, Fiction, Snuff / Anal, BDSM, Fiction, Snuff / By

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

/ Categories: Fiction, Snuff / Fiction, Snuff / By

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

/ Categories: Blowjob, Boys/Teen Female, Death, Fantasm, Snuff / Blowjob, Boys/Teen Female, Death, Fantasm, Snuff / By

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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Deadly Sex Games CH 7

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After her adventure disguised as a working whore, Sally could not get the excitement of this experience out of her mind. She thought of creating her own sexual adventure by dressing like a prostitute and hanging out in dangerous areas of the city. Maybe she did not need Deathmaster to create situations where she could enjoy explosive orgasms. The following weekend, Sally made up her mind. It was another hot, steamy summer night. She put on black nylons, a very short mini-skirt, a low cut top, and high heels, then drove to the sleezy part of town. There, she rented a room another run-down old hotel. The old hotel clerk didn’t blink an eye, although she noticed him looking her over. Sally nervously walked out on the street and took a place along the side …

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The King in Yellow Chapter One

/ Categories: BDSM, Fantasy, Snuff, Water Sports/Pissing / BDSM, Fantasy, Snuff, Water Sports/Pissing / By

Dmitri sat with his legs manacled, facing an empty chair through a wall of steel bars. He had been brought in strait-jacket and cuffs from his secure cell by six silent warders who had manoeuvred him expertly from one set of restraints to another and left him alone again without a word of explanation. He stared straight ahead, expressionless, the yellow prison fatigues stretched taut on his broad frame. Katya had been watching him through the two-way mirror for many minutes before she called for the cell to be opened. His wild hair and beard, broad forehead and deep-set eyes were familiar from the many news stories about Waldenstein’s most prolific serial killer and cannibal, but few women would ever dare come so close to him. The popular press ghoulishly reported that he had some …

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Phoenix Pt 4 Ch 08

/ Categories: Exhibitionism, Group Sex, Science-Fiction, Snuff / Exhibitionism, Group Sex, Science-Fiction, Snuff / By

Jake sat on the porch, one booted foot up on the railing, looking out at the dust devils swirling around in the February desert sun. In less than an hour the sun would be going down and, if he sat here long enough, he would be able to see the Aurora Borealis flickering on the horizon. It had only become visible this far south in the last few years as the sun licked the protective ozone layer off the outer edge of the atmosphere. The ozone layer had been dissipating for over a century. Scientists still blamed it on everything except the true cause, the sun itself. Jake had been retired since 2080, almost two years now. He thought back on his hundred and twelve years of life. He had seen the Third World plight …

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Jenna’s Turn To Cry

/ Categories: Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / By

The Neighborly Thing To Do! The Sequal Jenna’s Turn To Cry Story: #44 Copyright ©2009 Written: March 22 2009 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ******************************************** At 6pm Jessica could be smelled all over the neighborhood by this time she was dead and almost ready to be served, “Ok we need to get the pig moved over to the prep frame now” Susan said as she picked up a large knife and walked over to the prep frame, “Hey Ted” Steve called over to his new neighbor who gave a slight shudder at hearing Steve call his name, “I need your help for a sec, you mind?” Steve added waving Ted over. Ted walked over to Steve’s yard and was hit by the beautiful sight …

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Of Rats and Men_(3)

/ Categories: BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Domination/submission, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Extreme, Fantasm, Hardcore, Horror, Male/Teen Female, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Snuff, Teen, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Young / BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Domination/submission, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Extreme, Fantasm, Hardcore, Horror, Male/Teen Female, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Snuff, Teen, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Young / By

In his dark gray van, the man followed the teenage girl through the nearly abandoned streets. It was a quiet, starless night; he could just barely glimpse the girl as she walked underneath the dim streetlights and through the silvery moonlight emitted by the glowing orb far, far above. Up ahead, the girl stopped at an intersection, waiting for the few cars to cross, and the man had a chance to look her over once again. She was young, perhaps eighteen years old, with a slender, gently curving body, sky blue eyes, and long blonde hair that he could discern even from this distance. Then, the lights flashed green, and she continued away from the sparse traffic, closer to him. After a few blocks, she turned into an alleyway. The man decided that this was …

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Jessica’s Capture – Part 10 of 10

/ Categories: Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / By

Jessica’s Capture Story: #24 Copyright ©2005 Written: February 03 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Part 10 – Finish off A Traitor The trailer pulled up to the gate of the plant, Jerry and Gene exit the trailer and open the doors “HMMMPPMHHM” was heard from the two gauged girls, “Get the cows numbers and get them in the holding pens” Jerry said as the other trailers pulled in unloading the recaptured girls, Gene picked up Jessica and Sara who were to tired to resist, “Take Sara to my room” Jerry said, Jessica looking up “WHY HER?, dont you love me anymore?” Jessica asked as gene chained her to a bed in the waiting room. “Ill deal with you in the morning, good …

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Father’s Day Roast

/ Categories: Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / Cannibalism, Fantasm, Snuff, Written by women / By

Father’s Day Roast Story: #32 Copyright ©2005 Written: June 12 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** “Mom?” Jessica called out as she was coming down the stairs from her room wearing nothing more then a thin T-shirt and a pair of red silk panties, “Yes dear” her mother replied as Jessica entered the kitchen, “Father’s day is coming up soon, what should I get dad” Jessica asked as she opened the refrigerator and pulled out a plate wrapped in tin foil. Taking the plate over to the counter she unwrapped it to reveal a fresh cunt steak, popping it into the microwave while her mother turned to her to answer her question, “Well you know how much he likes meat-girls why don’t you …

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Linda’s Demise

/ Categories: Drug, Fantasy, Murder, Rape, Snuff / Drug, Fantasy, Murder, Rape, Snuff / By

Linda slumped back on the bed, one big tit slipping out of her black bra as her head hit the pillows. She leaned back heavily, as I watched her body going limp from the door of the bathroom. “I’m really fucked up….” she slurred. The drink I had fixed her was doing the job, she was nearly out. As I looked at her plump body I thought back on the better part of the past year. We had been getting together at least once a month at hotels and occasionally her dumpy rental house to get high and fuck. She had seen one of my fake profiles on Tinder and commented on my dick pics. She shared a photo of her pussy lips open like a butterfly and her big soft-looking tits – and I …

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Bk 1, Ch 8: Cleaning House

/ Categories: Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Violence / Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Violence / By

Chapter 8: Cleaning House From the steps of the warrior hall, I watched a red-headed girl writhe until her body heaved and her struggle ceased. It was too bad really—from where I stood, the girl looked very pretty. Well, no sense crying over spilt milk. Even with the help of the townsfolk, the task of clearing the town was colossal. I estimated there were at least 250 dead and wounded spread throughout the town and the surrounding fields, with just under fifty Zavalan adults and teens healthy enough to move them. Between the injured, my perimeter archers, and those busy with other tasks, only forty of my warriors would be able to guard and assist them. Still, Sigurd seemed to have things well in hand. He stood with some of my junior warchiefs and organized …

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Bk 1, Ch 4: The Beach

/ Categories: Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Violence, Young / Death, Fantasm, Murder, Snuff, Teen, Violence, Young / By

Chapter 4: The Beach Alena couldn’t believe she’d drawn guard duty on Harvest Day. She’d turned seventeen a few weeks ago, so she was finally old enough to find a partner to celebrate with. Well, she got off shift at sundown. Maybe she’d be able to find a nice guy during the night bonfire. Alena smiled. Emily, a blooded warrior of twenty-one summers, had promised to introduce her to several good-looking men that night. Alena could hear the roar of the crowd in the town square as she looked out over the river and she was stabbed with another pang of jealousy. She glanced around at her similarly unlucky comrades. At the westernmost end of the beach stood Loni. Loni was fifteen with long dark-brown hair and naked. Despite being two years younger than Alena, …

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Martyr_(0)

/ Categories: Consensual Sex, Death, Diary, Snuff / Consensual Sex, Death, Diary, Snuff / By

She was finishing her prayers as I entered the room, we are now finally alone as the martyr was allowed the last night in solitude and prayer. Karina Spiridonova looked up at me and smiled, but in her eyes I could see fear. She was still very pretty, even if time has chipped away her youthful appearance. Her skin was fair and smooth, her large brown eyes were still as beautiful as the day I met her, and off course her shapely body exhibited the finest curves a woman could have. She was to martyr herself the next day for the cause, we Chechens have been in the struggle against the Russian invaders for a long time. But I knew the truth, it was going to be another meaningless sacrifice and a waste of good …

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The King in Yellow Chapter Eight

/ Categories: BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Fantasy, Sado-Masochism, Snuff / BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Fantasy, Sado-Masochism, Snuff / By

MAGDA’S SUBMISSION “Good morning, Doctor. Where is Dana today?” asked Dmitri, as Katya entered the room and took her seat in front of him. “That is not your concern.” she replied, “You are to answer my questions this morning.” He did not let his face betray his satisfaction and was also quietly pleased at her choice of outfit; her dress was much more feminine – and much more revealing – than the usual charcoal-grey skirt and jacket. “Today, I would like to learn what happened to “Magda”. I think you know who I mean?” Katya lifted an immaculate eyebrow. “We ate her.” Dmitri replied, “I took the heart raw, as always, and Andrei had her cunt and breasts the same way. We had promised her that, and…” “Enough!” Katya screamed at him, leaping to her …

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