Torture Killer (EXTREME, ADULT CONTENT)

||::I DO NOT HAVE FANTASIES OF MURDER NOR THE WISH TO HARM A LIVING PERSON. I SEE MYSELF AS THE VICTIMS IN ALL OF MY WRITING::||1

||WARNING: EXTREME SEXUAL VIOLENCE AND LANGUAGE||2

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To stare into the eyes of divine evil is an experience one never comes back from. These eyes pierce through the most frozen of hearts and instills a sense of fear that paralyzes in place. Demons haunt these minds of darkness and envelope the weak. I can feel them now, piercing my skin as i proceed to walk the couple blocks home. Breathing echoes--though so faintly that to notice would to be to admit insanity. Was i hearing things? Was it my imagination? I shake my head, my long blonde hair blowing behind me in the warm breeze. My sweat crystalizes on skin, cool to the touch. The moon is high in the sky, illuminating my long walk home, oh how i wished i could get there faster. Footsteps, low but still audible. Was i being followed? The thumping of my heart beat to the rhythm of my rapid breathing, a sense of fear making the hair on the back of my neck tingle. What was going on? 4

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She is so beautiful, what i look for in worthy prey. I can smell her fear and it is sweet to the senses, making me hunger for her blood. My knife is eager to tear into her, the lonely lamb prancing to the slaughterhouse.......could my job be any easier? Her body is so nicely shaped, perfect breasts, average build, small, easy to control; just thinking about it makes my dick hard. I am the wolf, the hunter, ravaged and hungry, falling in behind her. In the shadows i stalk, careful not to make a sound but purposely stepping on a leaf or twig to trick her. She is listening, trying not to breathe, listening for a delicate sound which i have planned ever so perfectly. This sacrifice shall be my prize for being such an experienced provider of flesh and gore. 6

Ah yes, the house is just beyond this hill. We shall be there soon, approaching that lit up destination, yes, i can see the glow of the candles already. I'm sure she's wondering what it's all about, a party maybe? No no my darling, i have a SPECIAL planned invitation for you. 7

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I continue to walk, chilled to the bone by now. 'What woman in their right mind would be walking out in the dark at this hour anyway,' i think to myself. 'I'm asking for trouble.' I speed up my pace, my shoes slapping at the cement, as if trying to keep it at bay. The wind wraps itself around me now, sending a dusting of clouds over the hovering moon. A light mist descends and wraps around my feet suffocatingly. My eye's focus ahead at the dim lights, the tall abandoned building, and the broken boards. Cob webs hang from the window sills and fan out across the siding, a spooky aura surrounding the house in a transparent green glow only to be imagined. A trick of the eyes as the thick scent of death drifts across the barren road and into my fast paced psyche. A shudder pulses through me as i stare at it, and then i feel something behind me. A phantom? 9

I cannot tell and before i have a chance to move, a gloved hand clamps tightly over my mouth and asphyxiates the will to scream. Violently, my head is pulled back and the prick of a sharp, cold blade is placed against my throat with vehemence. 10

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Her body squirms within a monsters grip, ahh yes, a fly fallen victim to a succubus-like web; life torn from it's feeble grasp. My fingers against her bare flesh; so soft and tender. Her pulse beats against the cold, surgical steel of my knife as i press it ever so slightly into that swan like throat. To taste her copper blood in my mouth would give me a hidden sense of arousal and just the thought gets me hard. I pull her in closer, so warm and lively in the jaws of a dangerous tiger, fangs dripping with venemous lust. 12

"You scream or fight me, i will not hesitate in slitting your throat," i growl into her virgin ears. "Do you want to die? Do you like PAIN my little lamb? You LIKE the thought of death, don't you.....it arouses you.....doesn't it!" A serpants hiss in a macabre dance; the mind-fuck of a professional. 13

A shudder escapes this demoness and she tightens her muscles as i gently let my hand roam her beautiful body, the montrosity of torment as it beckoned to me in the dead of night. Now it was mine for the taking. I touched her gently, as if she would shatter in my strong embrace if violent. Slowly, i move my hand up her shirt--gently moving my fingers across her flattened stomach. Muscles dance and pulse beneath my touch, striving to reach for my finger tips. With the knife, i pull her head back farther and close my mouth down upon her neck. 14

"Do you KNOW the damage a blade can do? The orgasmic BLISS it can cause buried deep inside your warm, soft belly......" i whisper. 15

I run my tongue along her pulse as she whimpers in fear; the knife cutting beneath her chin. Oh, it feels so good to be in control, to hear my little bird cry for me. But now is not the time nor place, we have an awaiting destination...... 16

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The knife is cold against my throat and my breath catches in my lungs. Fear has gripped every possible part of my body and i feel filthy as his tongue begins to greedily explore my skin. His voice is unlike any other: dark, deep, murderous--the sound of a beast from the depths of hell. I try to keep myself from shaking, "i don't want to die, i don't want to die...." i repeat allowed, barely audible. 'Please Lord, please Jesus, save me.......' 18

Suddenly, he stops and we are moving forward. He pushes me towards the house and i remember hearing stories about it. How it is demonically possessed and there have been many human sacrifices in satanic rituals. Stories of people's screaming as they are hung upside down, gutted and their throats cut over a blood stained alter, summoning spirits of the deceased. The closer we come, the more i begin to feel sick. 19

Violently, he forces me into the house ((a single roomed building)). There are what appears to be about 60 candles lighting the room, gargoyles posed on all 4 corners. They look like fanged rabid dogs with wings of leather portruding from their spiked backs. They are ready for the kill and that is when i notice the camera, the button blinking green at the touch of a button and looking down upon a silken bed. 20

Roughly, i am thrown down onto the sheets and he is on top of me. I scream and kick, adrenaline rushing through my veins, a look of horror etched onto my drained face. Suddenly, my head begins to throb as his hand connects with my temple, a blinding light of pain shooting through my dazed eyes. 21

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I hear him scream, lost in a state of insanity. "SHUT UP. OR I SWEAR TO FUCK I WILL GUT YOUR PATHETIC CORPSE! DO YOU LIKE THAT?? DO YOU LIKE THAT YOU FUCKIN BITCH! ONE MORE SOUND......and i will SLIT that throat of yours." He points the tip of the knife at me, scaring me into silence. He pushes me down onto my back and forces both of my hands above my head; my hands tied to the head board with a nylon cord. 22

I squeeze my eyes shut as he lowers the knife to my chest, slicing through the thin fabric of my black shirt....... 23

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My heart is thumping with bestial lust as i watch the clothing depart, exposing all of her flesh for me to devour. I slowly slice through her panties, a tearing noise causing her to flinch. Soon, she is naked and displayed before me, her legs spread. She tries to close them but i'm to powerful, holding them apart with ease. 25

The knife flashes in the dancing candle light, shadows twisting in a macabre dance of death. 26

"you are soo pretty," i murmer, almost below a whisper. Gently, i trace around her erect nipples with the point of the blade and then follow a path down her belly. Her muscles tie themselves into grueling knots as silver flits across desolate white snow. Leaning over slightly, i pull a vibrator from a bag laying on the bedstand and insert it, watching her reaction change. As it starts up, her body immediatly responds as i press it against her clit, grinning at her humiliation. I stroke her cheek with the knife and ever so slowly, drag it down her throat, the blade scratching at her throbbing jugular. Her orgasm comes quick as i suck on her ear, breathing heavy as i speak. 27

"I could slice you open right now, my little lamb. Your throat is so soft, so warm......your flesh so innocent. 28

DO......YOU.....WANT....TO.....DIE??? Sounds fun.....doensn't it...." i continue to taunt, the camera catching her mortal terror. 29

Beneath the knife, her carotid arteries are flaring in sheer panick, attempting to scurry from the shimmering weapon. She whimpers, her lips quivering as i continue to threaten and seduce. She is so vulnerable splayed out before me; i lick my lips in anticipation. A skilled surgeon in the art of sacrifice, i know what i want. Her tomb enveloping her heaving carcass. 30

Finally, i set aside the vibrator and let myself fondle her flesh. I run my hand along her thigh, inching up ever so gradually, finding her growing some-what aroused and humiliated. Her eyes stare up at the ceiling as my fingers slide to her wettened clit, methodically rubbing. Gently at first, then picking up speed and increasing; thighs rising up to meet my touch. A sadistic grin sprawls across my face as i lower my lips to her breasts, sucking on her nipples. 31

"I really want to watch you bleed....!" I growl, chuckling slightly. 32

Suddenly, my teeth come down hard, piercing her nipple as her mouth opens in a scream that penetrates the depths of my deformity. The vermin within my tainted fantasies has whithered at the agonizing pitch and my hand closes tightly around her pale, white throat; blocking the windpipe. Suddenly, all is silent and all i hear is her frantic gasping as she struggle to breathe. 33

"YOU FUCKIN BITCH! SHUT UP......just shut the FUCK up OR I SWEAR I WILL SHOVE MY KNIFE UP YOUR FUCKIN CUNT AND TWIST IT," i rasp with violence. 34

She bucks and writhes beneath me and now i'm at the height of my hard-on, oh how soft she is in my steel-like grip. I bite and tear at her, my fingers now penetrating her female organ, invading her innocense. The fuckin bitch is dripping onto the sheets, just another whore caught in this snare of death. Luke warm piss floods across my hands as her bladder releases her fear. 35

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Pain is all consuming as i feel my blood run. His hand is suffocating me, i want so badly to pry his hand from my neck; ANYTHING to taste life's sweet aroma again. Between the asphyxiation, his violent probing, and fear--i feel myself let loose, as acidic urine escapes with humiliation. I thrash best i can from side to side as panic over-takes me; my binds holding me in place. As the world begins to twirl and fade to black, his hand is gone and i greedily gulp in air. Sickness begins to ascend upon my weak and battered body, fighting the urge to vomit. 37

I freeze in terror as i hear a sadistic laugh escape his lips, a laugh from the dark, firy depths of hell. His voice has demon possession behind it, no mortal man can sound like this torturing beast. To me, it sounds like many murderous souls speaking through the mouth of this killer; not one or two voices, but MANY all coated in the vile, sickened disease of lust and murder. Unreal, fantasy like with demonic undertones. 38

Suddenly, i feel his fingers inside me, poking and forcing themselves between my thighs. With his other hand, he drags the knife along my body, first up my legs and then around my breasts. He begins to slice delicate flesh, peeling skin and causing me pain beyond belief. Fire spreads through-out my body at the piercing sensation of the blade. Then, he takes another more disturbing turn. 39

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Now is it, the moment in time in which the spirits and myself have been waiting for. The gift of life brutalized and snuffed out before this camera, so as to pleasure myself before the scene many times over. To pleasure the sex drive of thousands of other sick viewers. 41

"Oh, my beautiful gazelle, you're fun is over.......and mine has begun!" I pronounce, watching her face contort. "You are the STAR of my film, the helpless, NAIVE victim....oh...but.....where's your lover? Your hero? HA! NOT HERE TO SAVE YOU!" 42

Slowly, i begin to skin her abdomen, a scalpel now replacing the knife. I set the knife by the bedside table, and pick up my next implement of pain. Swifly, i make a slice from breast bone to pelvis, parting only her skin, no other layers. 43

"Your flesh is warm, come on you fuckin CUNT. TELL ME YOU WANT THIS! TELL ME YOU WANT TO BLEED!!! DO IT....." I snarl, a hazy bloodshed visible in my eyes. 44

She lays there, crying.....sobbing......shaking. 45

"TELL ME YOU LIKE IT! NOW! OR I SWEAR I WILL CAUSE YOU MORE PAIN THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE!" The threats go unanswered, the next sound is my hand connecting with her face. 46

Shaking and crying, she stammers, "I-I-want y-you to m-make me....." her voice trails off. 47

"come on...." i coax. "You can say it." 48

"Bleed....." she finishes, below a whisper. 49

"Well my lady, your WISH is my COMMAND," i hiss, a devilish grin upon my face. 50

I take the scalpel to her again, hearing a pitch like no other. Her screams of pain pleasures my senses as my fingers speed up their pace, working her to a near orgasm. I slide the thin blade beneath loose flaps of skin and peel back, revealing a reddish-pink layer of muscle and nerves. Now, deftly i make another slice, once again breast to pelvis, letting the scalpel glide through muscle. THe pain she is in is now unbearable and tears wet her cheeks. Blood pours forth and i feel it through my fingers. 51

"Ahhh yes! YES! it's soooo sweet to the touch," i cry allowed. 52

Now, i slice in deeper exposing loops of bowels which slip forth onto the bed. Blood spurts and pumps from her opened belly, ahh yes! THE INTESTINES! So warm and heavy, delectable. The intestines are my prize, the part in which i sought to let loose from their misty tomb-like burials. Now her innards spill out upon the bed, her eye's half closed as she warps in and out of consciousness. 53

"I WANT YOU TO FEEL YOURSELF!" I taunt, my eyes burning into her. I untie one of her wrists, threatening with my blade. 54

"I-I....don't want to....." she pleads, tears thickly coating her cheeks. 55

"You DO....and YOU WILL.....AND YOU WILL ENJOY IT.....NOW FEEL YOUR INSIDES, BURY YOUR HAND INSIDE YOUR OPEN BELLY......DON'T FUCKIN MAKE ME FORCE YOU......" i scream, my eyes ablaze with hatred. 56

"Please.....kill me. Just KILL ME ALREADY.....i don't want..." Before she could finish, i spread her legs and inserted the tip of the blade inside her vagina, about to thrust in. "OK OK.....STOP....PLEASE STOP....NO.....just, please Jesus save me...." 57

Ignoring her prayers, i looked up at her, "Then DO IT." 58

Reluctantly, she slowly brought her hand to her opened cadaver, her belly opened with loose guts hanging out at the sides. Pinkish/whitish globs of fat were plastered onto flaps of flesh that coated the outside of the wound. As she fingered the gaping hole, i dropped my pants, jerking myself off. My shaft was heavily loaded by the time her hand sunk inside herself, her hands brushing past organs. She was beyond sobbing now, wracked so violently with pain and tears. 59

"Good girl, good girl...." i repeated and finally grabbed her hand, once again tying her to the bed. I took her place, feeling up her open cut. 60

I lost myself within the wound, plunging my hands in deep into her rotting, filthy corpse. I squeezed muslce, flesh, and bloated organs, peeling them from her body as she quickly bled out: still bound and helpless. How i wanted to make love to her as i bathed inside her blood, so warm and thick. 61

The wine of intoxication as exhileration exerted itself upon my being. It was a treat to my striving bloodlust, contaminating my sexual man organ. Her head was back, exposing her pale, white throat; so vulnerable and begging release from my vampiric side. I close my mouth around her throat, biting and chewing on her neck. I rip into her flesh, sucking......killing..........murdering. 62

"Tell me you want to DIE! TELL ME! I MUST HEAR IT! SCREAM FOR YOUR DEATH! SCREAM FOR ME.....TELL ME YOU WANT ME TO SLIT YOUR THROAT!!!" i cry in excitement. 63

"I-I want to....." she gasps. "die." 64

"what was that?? I can't hear you, LOUDER YOU FUCKIN CUNT!" i snarl. 65

"I WANT TO DIE...." she musters. 66

"Good girl......i KNEW this turned you on, your juices have soaked me and your wet. Death is beautiful, isn't it my little lamb. Beautiful." I smile, the devil shining through my eyes. 67

"Now TELL ME YOU LIKE THE THOUGHT OF HAVING YOUR THROAT CUT! TELL ME IT TURNS YOU ON, MAKES YOU ORGASM......TELL ME YOU LOVE BLOOD," i bark in darkened tones, my excitement growing. 68

"I.....I.....can't," she mubles, half in-coherently from loss of blood. 69

"SAY IT YOU LITTLE FUCKIN BITCH.......TELL ME YOU WANT ME TO SLICE YOU EAR TO EAR!" I scream vehemently, pissed to the max. 70

"Just......oh god no.....please.....I-I get......a-a-aroused.....at having my t-t-....at having my throat.....cut," she struggles. I smile with glee at hearing her say this, AT MY COMMAND NONE THE LESS! 71

Finally satisfied, i lay a deep cut across her throat, arterial spray wetting the walls in a jagged arc. Everywhere--blood splatter midst her gasping and gurggling; blood bubbling from her opened wound. She kicks in the throes of death and that's when i do it, i drop my pants and penetrate, thrust between those parted legs. As she bucks to the beat of ebbing life, i thrust to the pulse of ecstacy. So divine is my excitement as i bathe inside her cadaver, our bodies twined in the heat of intercourse. Her throat expands and contracts as she struggles to breathe, blood blinding me and then filling my mouth with wine. 72

Now, as she lays still inside my haunted lair, i collapse upon her body........exhausted. 73

The sacrifice is now comeplete..........