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Mental Death

Then for some real fun, he decided to admit himself to a
mental hospital claiming homicidal and suicidal ideation. He
went through the admittance procedure, filled out forms, the
normal routine, then was brought to the unit. Right away he
walked up the nurse station but an old hag pushed him trying to
get to the station first. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked
her head back into the cement wall cracking her dome, along with
the cement. He then jumped onto her leg breaking the frail bone
with ease. She cried out in agony and Lance laughed and enjoyed
her suffering.
Five huge hospital techs then tried to wrestle Lance to the
ground. He easily dodged the first attack and tripped the clumsy
fools. Then he used a special back hand strike and broke one of
the men's necks with hardly any effort. He stomped the others to
death with his metal reinforced, spiked boots.
A female patient screamed at the ghastly site and Lance
punched out a piece of plexiglass and used one of the shards to
slice the bitch's throat. Then he drank her blood as it flowed
out in a clean, even pace.
Another female patient, with jet black hair and medium
breasts, saw this and laughed, herself a victim of sadistic
thoughts and impulses. Lance grabbed her and drove a knife into
her chest and twisted the blade and shoved it upward severing all
major organs until finally protruding from the girl's throat. He
let her guts spill to the floor then dropped the fresh corpse on
the ground next to the other bodies.
The nurses, who had been watching in horror, had no idea
what to do. Then one of them, an older woman with long grayish
hair but still very attractive, tried to inject Lance with
thorazine. He grabbed the needle out of her hand and rammed it
into one of her eyes. The woman screamed in pain and he punched
her in the stomach and yanked on her hair pulling the miss to the
ground. She clutched her eyeball which was half hanging out and
shrieked in agony. Lance laughed and spit on her, then took one
of the other nurses, laid her across the counter top, and raped
her. He rammed his hard cock deep inside the woman's mature
pussy and slammed her good. After banging the bitch for awhile,
he picked up the older woman off the ground and raped her as
well. She cried and begged for Lance to stop but he merely stuck
his thumb into her eye socket and squashed the already damaged
eyeball. Lance slid his immense cock in and out of her over and
over, giving the bitch a good pussy workout. As he fucked the
bitch, he hacked up the other nurse with a machete and tossed the
pieces around the room. He soon shot his jizem up her tight
snatch and pulled out his tired cock. "You like that, bitch?" he
said to her as he squeezed her aging tits.
"Please, no more, I plead you." she whimpered. Lance just
laughed and pissed on her face. He squeezed her sagging breasts
then tore off her shirt and repeatedly stabbed her in the chest
with a small pocket knife. Now bleeding and in immense pain,
Lance threw the nurse to the floor and stomped her to death.
But suddenly he heard whimpering sounds. He went to
investigate and found a delectable brunette restrained in the
quiet room. She was laying on a bed with her wrists and ankles
secured, making her helpless. Lance got excited and entered the
room pretending to be a nurse.
"Can I please get out of here now, I'm much more calm." the
young woman said.
"Sure, but first there is something I need to do." Lance
replied as he pulled down his pants and let his erect rod pop
"What the fuck are you doing??" the woman shouted.
"Shut up bitch." said Lance as he got on top of her.
"No, please stop!" she screamed, struggling against the
tight restraints. Lance pulled them even tighter, ensuring that
his meat would not escape. Lance grabbed the woman's throat and
held it still as he kissed her cheek and ears. "Uhh...please,
don't!" she cried, tears flowing from her sexy brown eyes. The
girl was hot as shit and was about 19. Lance was gonna fuck her
good, besides, she has misbehaved and was getting just
punishment. Using his teeth Lance tore off her tank top
revealing a seductive black bra.
"Bitch, your time is about up. You will spend the last
moments of your life in extreme pain. That is after I rape you
of course."
"She's cute, isn't she?" said a stranger's voice.
"What the fuck?" said Lance as he got off the girl and
pulled up his pants. He turned around and saw a small guy
standing in the quiet room doorway smiling. "Who in the fuck are
you?" yelled Lance, pissed that he was interrupted. "You trying
to give me blue balls or something?"
"Ha, ha, ha....that's pretty funny. I'm a friend, that's
all you need to know for now."
"Whatever. Here, help me with his bitch." Lance said as he
released the girl from the primitive restraints. She tried to
get up and run but the stranger punched her in the face and threw
her down. Lance then went and got a pair of blood ladened
panties from one of the dead nurses and shoved it in the young
patient's mouth. She tried to spit it out so he took a chain and
wrapped it around the back of her neck and through her mouth. He
pulled it tight, pinching her flesh, and secured it with a
padlock. Then his new friend held her arms down on the floor as
Lance removed her shorts and panties. The girl struggled and
tried to kick him which only made Lance even more horny. He let
her fight, knowing she would not escape as she moaned and tried
to scream but the blood soaked gagged would not allow it. Every
time she tried to speak the chain pinched her skin harder causing
more pain. Lance just stood back and looked at her, then
suddenly ran up and stomped her right in the crotch. She groaned
in anguish and the stranger's face looked grim. The girl's
struggling subsided and Lance finger fucked her for awhile and
rubbed her stomach. Then he took some more chain and wrapped it
around her waist and then down between her legs and around her
ankles making an interesting pattern. He attached padlocks to
the shackles and pulled them taunt further pinching her virgin
flesh. He then spread her legs apart wide and invaded her cunt
with his throbbing dick and slammed the girl real nice like. She
cried and cried, moaned and groaned, unable to resist as the
stranger held her arms down with unseen strength and spit on her
face all the while Lance was banging her without mercy. Lance
slammed her for a good half an hour then rammed it in as deep as
he could, put a chain around her neck and started choking her as
his cum began flowing out into her shredded pussy. But Lance
couldn't help it and started pumping her again and tightened the
chain around her throat, then sighed deeply as he finished his
ejaculation. His orgasm lasted for quite some time filling her
whole twat with thick cum. He groaned and began slamming her
some more. A few minutes later he finally pulled out, the chain
still wrapped around her tender neck. By this time she was
deceased and Lance grabbed the sides of her head and twisted it
until her neck snapped and he laughed.
Just as Lance was getting up the stranger tried to choke him
with some excess chain. He grabbed the traitor's arm and spun it
around so quickly that it snapped without the guy even knowing.
Then a few seconds later he cried out in terror and stared at the
deformed limb while Lance laughed. He picked up the screaming
fucker and threw him into the triment wall with a vengeance. His
body contorted and bones cracked upon impact after which his
flaccid torso fell to the ground where Lance immediately began
stomping on his already fractured skull crushing it into jelly
easily. "Fucking asshole!" screamed Lance in anger, then noticed
a hospital band around the dude's wrist that said disassociative
identity disorder so he figured the guy must have flipped out or
Lance left the quiet room and gazed upon all the dead,
bloody bodies and smiled intently. But then six police officers
approached him, guns drawn. With lightening speed Lance pulled
out his rapid fire modified Ozi and sprayed the cops with a
barrage of black talon bullets shredding them instantly. The
razor sharp special purpose ammo tore through their soft bodies
hurling liters of bright red blood all over the walls and
ceiling. None of the officers got off even one shot and Lance
was quite pleased with his quickness. He left the patient area,
making sure to step on the dead bodies and went to the intake
area. Several doctors looked at him then suddenly ducked as a
stream of bullets rocketed towards Lance. The attack was
deflected by his shield and he turned to see more cops standing
with their guns pointing at him. "Aw man, what is this crap?" he
said as Lance simply fired his Ozi again, decimating all of them
in seconds. The incredibly high speed bullets whizzed from the
tip of the barrel at amazing velocities cleaving their bodies
into chunks of red meat. But a few cops survived, protected by
high strength armor. It was time for the personal touch so Lance
put away his weapon and prepared for hand-to-hand combat. He ran
towards the two men and put one of them in a head lock and
squeezed so hard that his dome cracked like an ocean clam,
spilling brains and blood on the floor. The other cop attempted
to jump Lance but was thrown back by his shield.
"What the fuck??" the dude exclaimed out loud. He tried to
escape but Lance tripped his legs and after the man fell to the
ground shoved a machete into the back of his neck severing the
cop's spinal cord.
Lance then looked up and saw the doctors and secretaries
panicking and running in all directions. He pulled out his .44
longslide and picked them off one by one with devastating shots
to the head. He raped a few of the dead female secretaries then
quickly exited the building only to find even more cops. "Jesus
Christ!" screamed Lance as he got down on the ground pretending
to give up. The officers ran over to him with handcuffs and as
soon as they were all crouched around him he overloaded his
shield sending a searing blast of energy into their faces burning
them. All of the pigs were incapacitated instantaneously and
Lance got up laughing and walked away. Using a neural interface
he set his personal shield back to normal with just a simple

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A creation of the most ultimate, darkest science imaginable. He exists in a time very far
into the future, the end of the 13th millennium. The last millennium of civilization many
believed. Biomechnio technology is contained in everything. Formerly known as cybernetic, it
is used to merge and blend the artificial, the constructed, with naturally occurring organic life.
All interfaces are completely neural interlinked and communication to any corner of the universe
is possible instantly with the myriad of hyperspace connections and triax gateways created by the
super civilization that also created him.
Ultra science explains everything that needed to be explained and replaced old fashioned
religions. Such beliefs withered away as radically advanced, nearly incomprehensible technology
unraveled the universe's ultimate mysteries.
The Nova9 Connexion, an ultra civilization with ultimate control over space, matter, and
even time, combined with many other galaxies, formed a highly organized union called simply,
the "Infrastructure", and controlled at least 75% of the known universe. Everything was
connected by constructed hyperspace quantumhole tunnels which were strictly accessible only by
Infrastructure members, or those who knew their ways around the advanced security systems
protecting each tunnel. Few opposed the Connexion itself and no one dared come against the
Infrastructure, although foolish groups have tried and always failed.
Some say they know of his existence and what he does. He is considered to be what they
used to call eons ago, an urban legend. A ghost even, appearing and disappearing, whose true
existence is hailed to be nothing more than the talk of crazies. Although some view him as a god
and the stories of his sadistic deeds are told proudly by the few who dare speak of such things,
despite warnings from hidden, shadowy figures that lurk almost everywhere and are almost as
ghostly as he is.
A small group of Connexion members created him many centuries ago. They gave him
all their technology which was, even back then, beyond the ability for many now in modern day
to accept as possible. He is nearly invincible, as close to immortal as you can get, with no
predetermined length of life. He uses the most advanced weaponry conceivable and has equally
advanced defensive abilities both ingrained into his very flesh and more so in the countless types
of armor and weapons he wears and uses.
The rare few that truly know he exists think it is some sort of experiment in ultimate
sadism, pure darkness expressed and embodied by an unstoppable monster and created to act out
the wishes of the most evil minds who have ever existed in the entire history of life in this
universe. Or perhaps the most sane, in a bizarre twist of nature and technology.
He is an extreme monster, an ultimate, limitless sadist. He thirsts for violence and must
indulge his twisted, perverse desires constantly. He resides on a hidden planetoid named
Acropolis. It is contained in a very remote, and barely charted asteroid field on the out stretches
of the Sefrally system, a collection of galaxies spanning more than 10 billion light years and at
the outer most edge of Infrastructure space.
He leaves his planet daily and travels to distant worlds which he plunders. Getting there
is easy using his Zotax drive which is equipped on both his starship and supercar. Using this
wonderful and advanced technology, he pillages and ravages helpless planets and their
inhabitants, bypassing the Infrastructure's quantumhole tunnels, which are routinely monitored,
in order to commit his evil deeds undetected and unchallenged.
It is the 13th millennium. The last millennium of any modern civilization and advanced
life. Technology is god. There is no religion. There is only science and those who embrace it
and those who fear it. In the deep recesses of secret research facilities a small team of evil men
and women have created the ultimate sadist. Given unlimited power and control over time and
space itself he travels the Universe killing at will. He has no conscience or morals of any kind
and harbors an extreme bloodlust. His name is Lance and this is his Saga.

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It had been weeks since my last kill. My mind was exploding with violence. I needed to
quench my desires, tonight. It was raining softly, and a light breeze blew, tossing up leaves and
bits of trash. People were out walking, an old lady, a young couple, an occasional business man.
A few young girls traveled down the street as well. I started to hunt. I continued walking
observing everything and everyone carefully.
I turned the corner onto a new street, there was a nightclub directly on my left. I looked
through the window and saw a women dancing on a raised platform. The sign outside said
topless dancers. I decided to take a closer look and entered the joint but was asked to pay 10$. I
knew I could take out the bouncer with ease but paid the money, not wanting to start trouble and
ruin the hunt.
I walked past him and into the main area. Many tables were set up with various men and
a few women sitting at them and a large bar took up the rear. I took a seat towards the front and
it was then that I saw her. A fiery redhead dancing provocatively on the stage. She was hot, tight
and slender, but muscular and in prime shape. Just the way I like them.
She teased me with her sexy body as she danced in front of my face. God I wanted to
hurt her. The way she shook her hips and breasts, getting guys to shove money into her panties.
I wanted to kill her right then but my time with this bitch would come later. First I wanted to
watch her, my eyes never left her body as it moved around the stage. She finally removed her top
in a teasing fashion and everyone cheered. Except me. My cold eyes were fixed on her and I
was getting aroused, but not for sex, for pain.
A pair of medium sized breasts topped with nice nipples and almost flawless areola were
exposed for all to see. What a fucking tease this bitch was. I'll hurt her extra for that. The show
ended abruptly and my soon to be tortured redhead left the stage. The other guys in the club
hooted and ranted, cheering for her. My face was expressionless. I knew what must be done.
Just then a waitress showed up and asked me if I wanted a drink. I should have strangled
her for messing up my train of thought.
"Yeah, gimmie a ginger ale." I said and handed her $1.50 for the drink. A minute later
she returned with my soda. "Say you, what"s the name of that redheaded dancer who was on just
a minute ago?"
"Oh you mean Fyre, yeah she's new here." replied the petite blonde.
I slowly drank my ginger ale while thinking of all the ways I was gonna torture that
redhead named Fyre.. I finished my drink after a few minutes, got up and walked over to the bar.
"Hey barkeep, what time does this place close?" I asked with a smile.
"Midnight." was his reply. I went out to my car and drove to a nearby 24 hour Home
Depot. It was almost 11:30 so I had just a bit of time. I bought a big roll of duct tape. I also
picked up some coarse sandpaper, thin wire, a long neck flat head screwdriver, and a few other
things. I paid for the supplies then checked my tranquilizer gun. It had recently been serviced
and should work like is was brand new. I placed it back in its hidden holster within the door
frame of my car.
I drove back to the club and parked in a dark alley across from the back entrance, it was
nice and secluded. I turned off the engine and waited. I had a perfect view of the rear of the
club and could see anyone as they left.
About 20 minutes later it was just after midnight and my prey would come strolling out
the back door and right into me. There were no lights on. It was completely dark and it would
be easy to shoot Fyre with a dart using my night vision goggles. I was excited about using them
after I bought them a few weeks ago.
A few minutes later the back door opened up and several people came out. I patiently sat
in my car, like an animal stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. She finally
emerged from the club, the last one to leave, and everyone else had already left. She was mine.
The cunt's long red hair glistened through my goggles as I switched them on. I quietly got out,
leaving my car door open slightly, and took aim at her chest. I took aim with the rifle like dart
gun and squeezed the trigger. It struck her almost instantly and the tranquilizer went to work
fast. I ran up to her and grabbed her as she fell down. I didn't want her to hit the ground and get
dirty. I slung Fyre over my shoulder and carried her back to my car and dumped her in the back
seat. No one saw a thing and I was off not more than a minute after getting out of my car to take
my prey. It was a 30 minute drive back to my place in the outskirts of town and I drove slow,
taking my time.
Just then I saw flashing lights. It was a fucking cop. I pulled over and waited. The cop
walked up to my window and I asked what the problem was.
"Just a busted taillight sir." the pig said. "What's wrong with her?" he asked after
noticing Fyre on the back seat.
"Too much to drink at the club. She passed out, so I'm taking her home." I said.
"Is that so." replied the officer. In another minute I was gonna blow his fucking brains
out with my sawed off shotgun I also keep inside the door panel. But he nodded, then let me go,
telling me I need to get the tail light fixed.
I finished the drive home and carried Fyre into the house with nothing but the light from
the full moon to show me the way. I took her into one of my custom made rooms. A fully
furnished rape arena with a large circular bed in the middle and places to tie girls up in various
positions. I threw her down onto the floor and injected her with a stimulant. I didn't feel like
waiting until the tranquilizer wore off. She started to come out of her stupor and now the fun
would begin.
I stripped the bitch and placed Fyre on the bed. It was surrounded by metal rods, each
one with several holes making bondage of helpless young girls easy. But she started to struggle,
attempting to get off the bed. I slapped her hard across the face twice, maybe three times, and
she just sort of squealed, but still put up resistance. So I punched her square in the gut knocking
the wind out of her pretty little body. She gasped for air and weakly coughed. I slugged her a
couple more times in the face and gut, just to be sure she would stop resisting. Then I took hold
of her left arm and swiftly tied her wrist to one the rods. Not above her head, but kind of to the
side then did the same to her other wrist. I next tied her ankles in similar fashion, slightly spread.
Now secure, I gazed upon her beautiful body. It was divine. Medium breasts, tight
stomach, and long sensational legs. She had the prettiest of faces with long straight red hair,
natural too. It's hard to find that these days.
She was shortly fully awake and suddenly realized the position she was in.
"What? What is going on?" she said. The bitch couldn't see me. I had turned off the
lights and kept only a spotlight shining down directly on the bed. It was time for a foreplay of
I grabbed a long whip with tiny barbs on each of its nine tips and starting beating her
from the shadows. She shrieked in pain as the sharp pieces of metal sliced into her flesh with
each blow. I beat her hard and over and over on her tits and stomach, making her bleed and
scream countless times. I relished in her agony and it sent waves of pleasure coarsing through
my veins. Her shrieks never stopped as the whipping lasted at least 5 or 6 grueling minutes.
After another 5 minutes, when her tits were fairly tore up, it was time for the big leagues.
I activated my drill press which was positioned next to the bed. Fyre was still unable to see me;
the spotlight shown right into her eyes blinding her. I turned the drill press on a medium setting
and the RPMs must have been 2 or 3 thousand. It was a 1/4 inch bit and I brought the spinning
metal down into her shin. It made contact with Fyre's soft flesh and tore it to pieces. Then it hit
the bone and kept going, drilling right through to the other side. Her screams of pain were the
sexiest thing I had ever heard. I my cock was already rock hard from when I had whipped her
and it got even more stiff. I pulled the drill back out after it had made a hole clean through her
leg. I moved it up to her thigh and repeated the process. There was a lot more meat this time and
the drill really shredded it up like bloody confetti. Then I heard the bit hit the bone and that
terrible grinding sound as it dug into it. She screamed without end, the pain almost too much to
bear but I kept drilling her thigh until it was all the way through the bone and stuck out the other
side. Once it had, I again pulled it out and did the same to her other shin and thigh. Blood now
began to soak the sheets and I prayed I had not severed her femoral artery, she couldn't die after
just this short time of suffering.
I grabbed a coat hanger and unfolded it making it a long straight piece of metal. I
attached a piece of rope to one end of the straightened hanger and then fed the other end of
through the hole in her shin. Once it came out the other side I did the same to her other shin then
tied the two ends to each other and pulled it taunt after releasing her ankles from their bounds. I
tied it extra tight digging into her flesh and securing her legs together.
Sweet tears flowed down her rosy cheeks and she couldn't understand why I was doing
this. I started whipping her again, this time much harder and it tore huge gashes into her soft
skin. Her legs were covered in blood and she moaned in pain, beginning to realize she would not
get out of this alive or in one piece.
I then took a garden scissors and proceeded to clip off her toes one by one. Her screams,
sickening to some people, but arousing to me, flowed out each time I cut off a toe. Blood oozed
out onto the bed and I gazed at it in a trance, my bloodlust fully in control now. I finished cutting
off her toes and laughed at the now bloody mutilated appendages. I stuck her severed toes up her
snatch then went to work on her fingers. I cut her thumb and forefinger off of each hand and
stuffed them in her mouth and taped it shut with more duct tape than was probably needed. I cut
off her pussy lips too, just for fun, and then raped her with the garden sheers. She bellowed and
moaned, too weak with pain to scream. I kept fucking her with the sharp scissors opening and
closing them inside her, cutting up Fyre's tight little pussy.
I finally took it out and it was soaked in her heated blood. I suddenly remembered the
tools I bought at the hardware store. I grabbed the gritty sandpaper and held it out of the shadows
and in front of Fyre's face. She shook her head no, crying frantically and already in intense pain.
I took the sandpaper and placed it onto her bloody pussy. I pressed hard and started rubbing it
back and forth right on her clit and inner vagina. She barked at the violent sensation as new
waves of pain traveled her lower body and privates. I kept rubbing until her tiny little clit was
completely destroyed and her screams never stopped. I next went to work on Fyre's large
nipples, or what was left of her them and her breasts from the whip. Again I pressed the
sandpaper into them and rubbed as hard as I could. Her agony made me harder than any of my
other victims thus far which was surprising. It didn't take long before her nipples were nothing
but bloody stumps. She passed out sometime during the torture so I revived her with more
But I couldn't stand it, I had to have her cunt. I stepped out of the shadows, spread her
legs as much as I could, and rammed my cock into her pussy after removed the toes.. She at last
got to see her aggressor's face, but I didn't care, she wouldn't be around long enough to tell
anyone. I viciously raped her raw cunt with my dick and slapped her hard in the face with each
inward thrust. I slammed her as hard as I could, blood dripping out from her mangled pussy lips.
It was extra tight since her legs weren't spread that much and it felt so good fucking Fyre.
Finally after all that teasing she was giving up her pussy to me. But she would dance no more,
she was about to be snuffed, but not before I blow my load into her.
I violently raped the bitch and began punching her in the throat and face with my tightly
closed fists. I grabbed a small knife, cut her ears off, and removed portions of flesh from her
ripped up breasts. Her levels of pain were intolerable and she passed out yet again.
I had to stop raping her and grab another needle of stimulants to wake her up. I injected
the bitch with additional drugs and she awoke only to experience the pain once more. I just
laughed and pounded my cock back in her and started fucking Fyre again. As I raped her, I used
a carving knife to cut out more sections from her cheeks and tossed them onto her chest. I cut up
her whole face, slicing off her nose, cutting out her cheeks, and put it all on her stomach and
chest. She choked on blood as best she could, the duct tape still covering her mouth as I pumped
my cum load deep into her pussy. My powerful orgasm filled her all the way up and I nearly
convulsed, it felt so fucking good. She just shook in total agony, toes cut off, face mutilated, and
I grabbed a hammer and smashed out her teeth after tearing away the tape.
My eyes looked up and down her body finally stopping at her throat. I knew what must
be done now. I snagged the thin wire I had bought earlier and wrapped it around my hands. She
looked at me with her puppy dog eyes pleading, praying I wouldn't do it. But I had no choice. It
was meant to be. I untied her arms, turned her on her side and slowly moved toward her neck.
She just trembled, almost accepting her fate. I put the wire around her throat and without
warning pulled it tight. It almost at once dug into her flesh cutting off not only her air supply but
the blood flow to her brain. Fyre tried to gasp but couldn't get in any air. I could see her eyes go
bloodshot and her pupils dilate. Her mind quickly faded, trying to take her to a more peaceful
place but I looked her straight in the eyes, growing hard again as she died. Her mouth gaped, still
attempting to draw in life giving oxygen. She pissed herself and within what seemed like
seconds passed away to the next life although it probably took longer than I realized. I was in
ecstasy, and looking down discovered I had ejaculated once more.
My deed was done, my sadistic desires satisfied if only for a fleeting moment. I would
certainly do it again.

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It was a rainy winter day, about 45 degrees outside, but
nice and cozy warm inside my huge mansion on the bank of the
Potomac river. I was horny, hadn't masturbated for weeks and
wanted flesh. Nice young pretty flesh. There was girl I met on
the internet named Jessica. A sweet barely legal babe with
the prettiest baby face and big brown puppy dog eyes. We had
exchanged pictures and chatted many times. But I wanted more. I
wanted her in the flesh so that I could torture her and rape her.
I knew she wanted it too. She lived in Missouri. It was easy
to get her address after contacting her internet provider posing
as an F.B.I. agent.
Anyway, I set the plan in motion. I booked a ticket at
Dulles Airport for Tulsa Oklahoma. I took the flight the next
day and arrived in about 3 and a half hours. Then from Hertz I
rented a car, a 1996 Impala, one of my favorites. I paid with
cash, not wanting my actions traced and proceeded carefully.
It was about a 3 hour drive to her house and I waited until
night time. My heart started beating faster with each passing
second as I imagined what I was gonna do when I get my hands on
sexy young Jessica. 18 years old and a real cutie. Her
pain will be extreme. I cruised down the interstate and popped
in my Marilyn Mason CD, Antichrist Superstar. I played it loud
on the powerful 75 watt stereo that came standard with the car
Now into the third hour of my trek I was getting really
excited. I pulled into her home town and stopped at a local food
mart and picked up a candy bar. I needed a sugar rush. I jumped
back in the car and lit up a joint I had rolled earlier. It was
some good weed, I paid 100 bucks for a quarter ounce. I took a
heavy hit and held it in for ten seconds, then exhaled. I could
feel the buzz already. I had driven high before so that was no
problem. I started up the vehicle and headed toward her house.
It wasn't far now. I knew she was the only one home. During our
last chat she said her parents were gone for the weekend.
I arrived shortly and parked around the block. Before I got
out I checked my bag. Good, I had lots of rope and gags as well
as other homemade toys. I took the bag and got out, making sure
to grab my Defender hunting knife which I had sharpened so it was
like a razor. My dick was rock hard. I walked up to her front
door and knocked hard three times after taking another massive
hit from my joint. I was really high now and nearly tripping on
the ultra powerful grass.
No one answered the door so I kicked it down and walked in.
I heard loud music playing from upstairs and headed in that
direction. I approached the door where the music was coming from
and it was slightly ajar. I peeked in and saw Jessica sitting on
her bed wearing a stripped red shirt and jeans. She was just as
hot, if not more, than her pictures. I kicked open the door and
before she had time to react I grabbed her and punched her in the
stomach knocking the wind completely out of her. She gasped for
breath and I grabbed her hair and yanked her off the bed.
"You're mine bitch!" I screamed at her. I could see the
fear in her eyes, but also sensed her excitement at the
situation. She tried to get up, still dazed so I grabbed her
wrists and swiftly tied them together in front of her with nylon
cord I took out of my bag.
"What are you doing?" she pleaded. I just laughed and
grabbed a roll of duck tape and put a big piece across her mouth.
"I'm doing whatever I want, bitch. You are my bitch now."
I again punched her in the stomach then ripped off her shirt to
expose two well sized tits covered only by a tiny little bra. I
sliced it away with my knife and she moaned and stood topless
before me.
I at once began chewing and sucking on her left nipple while
viciously pinching her right one. They started to get erect and
I knew she was getting turned on. I reached down and grabbed her
between the legs and squeezed. She was wet! I searched my bag
and pulled out two alligator clips. I attached them to her
nipples and the metal teeth dug into the flesh causing incredible
pain. She groaned into the tape and her eyes were wide with
agony. I pressed on the clips making them dig even deeper until
blood trickled out. I drank it and licked circles around her
tortured nipples.
Next I took off her jeans but left her panties on. I
ordered her to walk with me outside and to the woods behind her
house. They were big and a few ponds added to the splendor.
Once out of earshot range from the house I violently ripped off
her panties and put them in my bag as a trophy for later. With
her mouth still taped she could only whimper.
I was so fucking high. Everything was in slow motion. I
was high not only from the drugs, but from the excitement of the
kidnapping and the excitement of what I was about to do. I
untied her hands and made her stand against a small tree. It was
just thick enough to get her arms around the back so I did just
that and then retied them so tightly the rope dug into her warm,
soft flesh. Now completely naked and helpless before me I could
begin. I took out a long metal tipping whip and held it before
her eyes. Her pussy was practically dripping. I lifted up my
arm, and took a swing right at her breasts. It made contact on
her tender skin and she shook her head in searing pain. The
alligator clips were still attached and only added to her
torment. I took another swing, this time landing on her other
breast. But I wanted to hear her screams so I walked up and
removed the tape then stood back and took another swing with the
whip. It landed on her stomach and she yelped in pain. I took a
dozen more swings, hitting all parts of her delicate but so sexy
body leaving deep red marks and in some places blood. I stopped
and let her revel in the pain while I loaded up my bong with some
weed. I took a huge hit and the shit got me higher than ever. I
took a few more hits until it was cashed then got back to work.
I looked through my bag and took out some long needles as well as
rubbing alcohol. I walked up to Jessica and removed the clips
from her bruised, bleeding nipples. I poured alcohol on them
causing burning anguish. She screamed out in pain and I smiled.
I inserted the tip of one of the long needles into the meat of
her right breast and pushed it all the way through. She winched
in travail as her flesh was pierced. Once the end came out the
other side I did the same thing but at a 90 degree angle from the
first one. Her suffering was incredible. I impaled her tits
multiple times until both breasts had no less than 10 needles
pushed completely through them. She just moaned continuously but
her pussy was on fire. She needed my cock and would get it soon
I next attached wires to each of the needles and then
attached the loose ends to a switchbox. I plugged a powerful
battery into the switchbox. It wasn't enough juice to
electrocute her, but enough to slowly heat up the needles until
they were burning hot. I turned the switch on and stood back and
looked at her. She was magnificent. Covered with marks from the
whip but her body was still awesome.
As I waited for the needles to heat up I took out a pair of
pliers and went to work on her toes. I started on her right
foot, the big toe. I clamped the pliers on the toenail and
slowly twisted it, tearing the nail away. She barked in pain.
The nail began to dislodge and she shook in agony. The pain was
so intense. Then violently, I yanked up, ripping the toenail
completely off. Her screams of agony almost made me come so I
quickly took off my pants and squeezed the base of my cock
preventing the semen from ejaculating. I wanted to save that for
later. I started on her other toes and removed each toenail in
turn. She remained awake during the procedure and had to endure
the pain which was almost beyond belief. Her screams never
ceased as I rammed sewing pins into her toes where the nails used
to be. It was extra sensitive.
By now the needles inserted in her breasts were heating up.
"How does that feel bitch?" I asked her.
"Oh god, it hurts so much. The needles, they are too hot!"
I could see her shaking trying to get the needles out but they
were firmly lodged in her breast meat. They got hotter and
hotter searing her from the inside out. As the needles heated up
I walked behind the tree and took one of her fingers in my hand.
I bent it all the way back until she was screaming at the top of
her lungs. I did the same to all her fingers, mangling them,
then took the pliers and crushed the tips of all ten of her
fingers sending bolts of red hot pain throughout her body. But
then I smelled smoke. I walked around to her front and the
needles were red hot and started to severely burn her tits. I
laughed and swear at that point she hadn't stopped screaming for
the last 10 minutes.
Her tits were burning hot and the needles punished them. I
finally removed them and she sighed in relief. But I grabbed a
nail and stuck it through the bridge of her nose causing more
torment. Then I grabbed my hunting knife and sliced away one of
her nipples and ate it like candy. She just shook and quaked in
terror as I chewed on her nipple. Blood oozed from the wound
where the needles had been inserted so I drank it. I then kissed
her on the mouth and to my surprise she kissed me back. After
all the pain, all the torment, she still loved me. I took a
bottle and rammed it up her tight ass, dry. Once it was fully
inserted I shattered it with a hammer and rubbed the broken
shards into her anal lining. She finally passed out from the
sheer agony. I injected powerful uppers into her thigh and she
awoke at once and again felt the pain in her ass. I slipped my
steel hard cock between her pussy lips and then violently shoved
it in as far as I could. She just moaned in despair, she was in
so much pain, but her pussy was still dripping wet and I know
she had already reached orgasm. I viciously pumped in and out of
her tight cunt. It felt so good to finally rape her after all
the chatting we had done about our fantasies. Now it was
reality. I slammed her for a good ten minutes while slapping her
across the face. Finally I felt my seed rising and my
ejaculation commenced. I filled her all the way up with cum and
I screamed out in pleasure and pain as my wads of think, gooey
sperm shot into her pussy.
After I finished cumming, I kissed her again, then grabbed
my knife and plunged it into her stomach. It severed several
major blood vessels and she was near death. I looked her in the
eyes during her last seconds of life and smiled as she slipped
into the great unknown.
After her death I cut up and burned the body, eating some of
it, but for the most part I wanted to destroy the evidence.
I'll never forget young Jessica. I still have her panties
and love holding them and thinking of her and looking at her sexy

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Taimarra's Torture

I suddenly saw her walking to some coffee shop as I stood looking around on the corner
one night in a nameless town I traveled to that morning. I was easily hidden in the shadows. No
one saw me. No one knew me or what was on my mind. But she certainly will very soon. It was
really late too, almost 11pm. Who the fuck drinks coffee that late? Good, it will keep her more
aware as I torture her. If she happens to pass out, I got plenty of uppers in my bag of tricks.
I watched her as she ordered what looked like a 24oz cup. God damn this bitch is gonna
suffer. She began walking back to her car which was nicely concealed in an unlit parking garage
way on the other side of the street. I saw no other cars, no other people. Nothing. It was just this
worthless stupid whore and me.

From just her walk I could tell this was the case. She had almost a defiant look about her.
Like she would fight back. Most do I've found. Except once or twice those who submit to me
rather quickly. I usually keep those pieces of meat alive at my place and they do anything I want.
Eat my shit and piss, degrade themselves in front of me. It's quite fun. This cunt however may
not even submit at all. I actually considered for a moment taking her as a slave but my needs this
evening were insatiable and beyond my ability for rational control. It was decided. She's gonna
die tonight.

I doubled around the back of the garage, still out of sight, and entered through a side door.
I saw her leaning on her car. She appeared to be talking to someone on her Bluetooth.
She must be really stupid as I was now standing on the other side of her car just watching
her. I put on my steel knucks and jumped out in front her. She seemed quite surprised and I
punched her in the stomach full force at least five times. She instantly gasped, the air driven
from her lungs and fell to her knees. I told the guy on the phone that next time he wanted to talk
to her to call the county morgue. His voice seemed strangely familiar and I disconnected the call
then grabbed some speaker cable from my back pocket and wrapped it around my hands.

She was nearly flat on her stomach now, starting to lean forward from the original
kneeling position. But just before she did I got behind her and put the shielded wire around her
throat. I pulled it as tight as I fucking could, cutting off all air and most blood. I knew I could
easily kill her at this moment and nearly did. My face was pure rage, my eyes cold and heartless,
as always. I choked her without mercy for about 30 seconds, maybe more, only stopping as I
suddenly realized she was about to die and I smelled urine leaking from her cunt, maybe even
some shit from her ass.

My sadism had now completely overwhelmed any sense of reason an ordinary person
would have. But I am far from ordinary, very far. The feeling of complete, ultimate control, her
life, however worthless it was, in my hands, got me so fucking hard I almost nutted right then. I
let her go and this time she dropped on her side, flaccid and unconscious. I bent over her and
managed to bring up some piss even though it hurt, and sprayed it on her face.

I violently kicked her ribs until several were broken and I saw blood trickle from between
her blue lips. She eventually stirred as I impatiently paced back and forth.
"So, you are awake, fucking cunt!!!" She weakly coughed, and in pain from the broken
ribs and bleeding internally. She laid there like a worthless disgusting cow. Taking her hair in
my hands, I began to bash her face into the cement. I was very careful not to cause life
threatening damage but she got cut up real fast. "Do you want me to kill you whore???!!" I took
a serrated steak knife out of my bag and after yanking her head back, pressed it into her throat
right on the bruises from the wire. "Well????" I pressed it harder until I saw blood. Harder still
until her flesh began to part. "I'm not playing cunt!!!!" Just before I did it, she spoke..
"No." she finally said after her throat was nearly slit. I laughed. In anger, she cursed me.
"Fuck you!" she said. I laughed again, yanked her head back by the hair, and spit on her
face then carved into her forehead with the knife. Releasing her hair and again using the steak
knife, I stripped her, cutting away her clothes including bra and panties.

"You worthless fucking stupid whore!!" I took a pair of pliers also from my bag and
clamped it on her left ear lobe as I now straddled her back, pinning the bitch down with her arms
to her sides under me as well. She tried to struggle but to no avail. I slowly pulled the flesh of
her ear but she made little noise. I opened it and then clamped it again, this time grabbing hold
of the entire ear, including cartiledge, and violently yanked and twisted until it was ripped away
in a disgusting process. I definitely heard noises now, such as screaming, and it turned me on.
"That's what I thought whore!!!!!!" I yelled and jabbed out her eardrum with an ice pick. Her
screams of agony continued.

I bound her arms behind her with duct tape, wrapping it around her wrists and elbows so
much so that I'd have to use a blade to free her. But why? I'll leave her just like this and the
only thing I'll free her from is her pain when I decide to kill her.
I turned her onto her back as best I could and stood up to look at her. She was sexy, her
face all messed up, neck clearly abused, and her one ear gone. She moaned in unending pain but
still seemed to have a strong will. "Now, what is your name?"

"Fuck off!!"

"You stupid fucking worthless piece of shit!!!!. I'm gonna fucking hurt you so fucking
bad bitch!!!! I'm gonna fucking break every fucking bone in your body cunt!!!!! Do you hear
me??? Only one thing will save you from the most incredible agony you've ever felt. I'll ask
you one last fucking time and if you don't answer the right way I'm gonna gag you, rape you
until your ass and cunt are ripped, and torture you until you die!!!" Just so this bitch knew I
wasn't fucking around, I used the same pliers as her ear, and began to remove chunks of flesh
from one of her tits. At least a 8 or 9 pieces I ripped off in a cruel, slow way, and finished my
lesson by tearing off the nipple. I had to twist it around and around until it finally gave way and
dislodged. I threw all the pieces of skin and nipple at her, then punched her face about 30 times
knocking out lots of teeth and bruising her horribly. She winched and cried in pain the whole
time and even I saw tears now. I took a scalpel and skinned her entire tit since it was already
mutilated and then poured a quart of 91% rubbing alcohol on the exposed meat underneath. Oh
she really fucking screamed now, non stop in fact between pants of labored breath because I also
choked her manually and sat on her stomach.

Letting the alcohol seep in and as her cries got louder, I got off her and searched her
clothes. I found a pack of cancer sticks in her pants pocket. I threw them away but grabbed the
Zippo lighter I also found and showed it to her. My eyes went from the Zippo to her raw, bloody
breast and back again and I made sure she noticed. I flipped it and waved lit the flame in her
face. Then my eyes went to hers. "Last chance. After this you do nothing but suffer and die." I
waited a moment for her to think about it. "Okay, what is your name?" She looked away and
said nothing. "Fuck you whore!" I flipped completely now and burned her entire raw tit with the
flame, holding it for no less than 45 seconds on each section of meat unit it was smoking and
burnt to the third degree and parts even ignited as some of the alcohol remained.
She not only screamed now, but shrieked in total agony even as I stopped the torture 20
minutes later. Her eyes were closed and the tears she tried so hard to prevent seeped from
between her eyelids which battered as her suffering was paramount.. She thrashed now, shaking
violently and was just all out screaming. "You had your fucking chance worthless fucking
cunt!!! Your name is WHORE!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled at her but doubt she heard me.

I took some quick pictures and a movie with sound of this scene, including macros of her
flaming breast with my HP R707 digital camera, then beat her on the head with a short wooden
club until she was knocked out cold then hit her a couple more times for fun.

When whore finally awoke she was in my motel room an hour or two later. Her arms
were bound with exposed, stranded wire to the opposing metal bed posts and so tight her hands
nearly became severed but I made sure enough blood was still reaching her fingers to keep the
nerves alive because I had ideas later for them later.. I secured her ankles in a similar fashion,
spread far apart, except I used lengths of razor wire which had been heating in the gas oven for
say 3 hours.

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This was a story I wrote for Myzeray a girlfriend I once had, in response to a challenge. She told me she didn't think I could write anything dark enough to disturb her. ...I won. Enjoy the read.







They say that when you are about to die, your entire life flashes before your eyes. Either "they" are horribly mistaken, or your killer has crafted your demise so masterfully, so artfully, that now, in the final seconds of your own life, you flash back no earlier than the beginning of your ordeal.



You met him online. A flattering, fun guy with a real party streak. You talked for a month or so before you agreed to dinner with him. You'd had a few bad experiences from meeting too soon and not knowing them well enough, so you took your time and played it safe.



The dinner was decent, a nice restaurant. But conversation was lacking. This man was nothing like the person you spoke to online. He was... Dull. Boring. He confirmed things you two talked about so you knew it was the same man... But it was clear he was all smoke and mirrors. After the check, you decided to break it off early and go home. Maybe you could still catch up with your friends at the bar...



"So hey, it's been a nice time, but I think I should call it a night," you say, and you note his disappointment. "I'm sorry. It's just that you are nothing like you seemed online, and I'm looking for someone who is, well... Actually fun in person."



He seems to ponder a moment, as though looking for the right response. "Well, that's okay. I'd probably be too much for you behind closed doors anyway."



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