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Friday, 16 June 2006
Random
I don't even know why i'm scared, the walls are filled with bloody hand prints...maybe that's the reason. I don't know what I did, the dead bodies scattered around the floor shackled down still, I have yet to set their lifeless bodies free. Their souls disturbed and angry at me for what I have done, I wonder if they'll stay in the traps I have made or follow me around like lost little puppy dogs. I can already smell the stench of the rotting bodies, i've left them here for maybe a day or two. When I bend down to look at one's insides, I smirk the bugs have already started to eat away at the insides of their flesh, eat away their organs. Why does this please me so?...why does it make me want to giggle and prance around, sing and play with the leftovers. Let my hand run along their skinned face and feel the partly dried blood crumble underneath my fingertips.
I still smell fish, I wonder if that slut is actually dead...I should have closed her legs before I killed her. Honestly, I don't think I just -killed- these people. I know, I believe.. that I did more then that. Maybe I should let myself remember so I can write it down.
The Slut:
I picked her up on the way down here just three days ago, I had the banker lying in the trunk tied up and gaged so he wouldn't have been able to make any noises. She was a pretty girl, but she wasn't my type really...and she started to get annoying so I was telling her a story about when I had met some chicks at a bar and decided that they weren't good enough to live....so I killed them, they were bitches...they were rude to me, wasn't a good idea for them to be. At first she didn't believe me, but when she saw the drool dripping down my chin, I think that's what changed her mind. She trid to get out of the car when we were driving but I didn't let her, I held onto her hair and pulled it hard until she stopped squirming and just let me talk to her. I told her part of what I was going to do too her, I told her it wasn't going to hurt....but that was a lie, she didn't seem as scared until I actually took her down here, some of the people had already been chained up and locked into each of their places. She had a special place though, up against the wall...I don't think she liked it too much she started to scream and cry right after I forced the cuffs around her arms and legs and around her waist...maybe they were too tight. All I know is that the bitch gave me a headache and I wanted to shut her up. I went and got one of the bigger gags and placed it around her head, the gag fit snug in her mouth. She looked quite sexy with it, I got slightly hard just watching her. I walked over to a black table that was set beside her and picked up a sewing needle, the base of my index finger resting onto the tip as it moved close towards her arm the point sticking into her arm making a small wound that blood had started too leak out of. It was only the begining. I remember that she whimpered when I did that, but when I reached for the scizzors she started to cry a bit more, but I wasn't going to do anything but cut her clothes off...and maybe a couple small cuts here and there, tease her a bit and get her more stressed, more scared. I love when their scared, almost so much they either shit themselves, or barf all over the gag. When I had been finished cutting her clothes I reached forewards and took a rusted knife from the table, it was extremely dull and dirty, no doubt it would cause a bad infection. I placed the blade against her stumach and began too push down on it, but it didn't seem to really do anything until I moved it back and forth quickly, I could feel the vibrations of her quivering and whinning through the knife which only made me work faster until the skin broke and blood had come pouring out, down her stumach and dripping onto the floor. I took the tip of the blade and started to stretch the skin that was around the wound to make it bigger, if I had listened carefully I could have heard the skin riping, but she was still making too much noise. I finally ripped the hole open big enough for me to see inside, easy for me to see what she has, my fingers wiggling and inching close and inside of the wound...I reached down and got a sharper knife that would allow me to cut her open more easily and have a better look at her. The tongs had come next once she was fully open and I could see her organs....she was starting to become quiet now, probably hoping that if she did that I would let her go. But I never, ever let my victims go. I put the tongs inside of her and moved them around a bit, playing with the organs and whatever else she had there, her eyes had closed tightly, she was trying not to scream and trying not to do anything. Her breathing was becomming slower, and I knew that if I didn't hurry she would die without me having my fun. I finally put the bloody tongs back down, my pointer finger and thumb had reached in slowly grabbing onto one of her tubes and pulling at it until her body had jerked, I smiled at her.
"There isn't anything to be afraid of" I remember telling her, my poor attempt at calming the poor slut down.
She just closed her eyes even tighter as I squeezed her tube and then adrubtly let it go, watching as it would just hang there now. I reached for the sewing needle again and pressed the tip of it against her inner thigh and dragged it all the way down to the middle of her calf, then dragging it back up over and over again until it had went through the muscle and I could see her bone. I did the same to the other leg, except I spiraled it around and around, over it again and again just as the other so I could see her bone. I took my fingers and pressed them into the middle of the wound stretching the skin as much as I could until I heard her choke and try to scream again. I remember giggling, and continueing what I had been doing, I let my fingers move around the insides of her legs and feel around, the softness of her muscles and the wetness of her blood soaking my fingers. I brought them out and dragged my bloody fingers along the sides of my face and along my neck, it felt so good too know I could do this to someone and have them try and beg me to let them leave. The only thing they had was hope, I don't even know why someone would hope anyway...it's not like i'm going to be found out or anything...and if so, I will do to them as I did these pathetic beings.
Posted by moemoe95
at 3:50 AM EDT
Thursday, 15 June 2006
Rambling.
If I look into the water my reflection doesn't show what I want too see it only reveals the plastic doll, cracks on her face with the red eyes and feeble mind. Ask her questions but she won't answer, a fucked up pair of sunglasses dangle from around her neck reflecting off of your hollow eyes and distracting only what lies beneath my lonley heart. Distracting what lies beneath the dead filled dirt. Don't let my horrid shadow stalk you, allow my disturbing gorey thoughts to drift through your mind freely. Become as disturbed, become as fucked up as I wish you to be. Lay down on my white operating table and let me cut you open, fill your hollow cold heart with bugs and semen let you feel the pleasure alone until it's too much to bare. Please don't scream, don't stop what you're doing, Taking me harder, whisper into my ear while we fuck so hard against the tree that it breaks and falls down, shattering into millions of peices. Shards stabbing you in the back, causing you to scream out the truth. "YOU'RE ONLY GOOD FOR ONE THING"
It doesn't phase me. It doesn't hurt. My mind if numb from the emotion abuse, my mind if numb I hate to concentrate just enough to allow you to walk through the hallway. "don't trust him, don't trust him" is all I hear. Why does it echo, echo echo, fucking echo. Let's fuck so it will go away. My thoughts, my loves, my dreams. I want to forget so make it good, make me scream and shake.
Posted by moemoe95
at 3:30 AM EDT
Updated: Thursday, 15 June 2006 3:45 AM EDT
Mistress
Mood:
 silly
The eyes I see filled with lust, she wants me...my seduction might have been to much. My tongue has left the thin line of saliva trailing down the curves of her stomach, her whimpers ringing through my ears, making me quiver. I can feel her body jerk as she pulled at the chains, wanting to be free, wanting me to allow her arms to wrap around me and pull me close, feel our warm, moist centers to rub against each other. I smirk playfully, my emerald eyes gazing into her hazel ones, she wants me.
"Tell me you want me" I say, my teeth taking her soft, sensitive skin on her stomach between them and nipping gently.
"I want you Mistress.." she moans out quietly, my eyes closing as I feel my cunt and my breasts tingle with anticipation. Wanting to taste the sweet juices that will flow from her cunt once I have made them come.
The tip of my tongue trailing up the middle of her stomach, my legs on either side of her as I straddle and press my bared cunt against her pelvis. I could feel the vibrations of her body quivering, I could feel her heart beating against my lower lips, my thighs rubbing against the sides of her own, and I moan softly so she could want me more.
The feeling of knowing that I'm loved for what I do, loved for teasing and pleasing, for bearing myself to these slaves, to these clients. It makes me tingle and moan, want to fuck so hard that I can feel their parts aching and pulsing against, or inside of me. Hear them say that they want me.
It's arousing.
It's exciting.
My long fingernails gently trail along her sides and cause her head to move backwards as she arches her back. Her soft, pink tongue gliding along her thin lips. My hand reaches behind me, moving it's fingertips along her left, inner thigh...inching towards her wet cunt, her soft lower lips. She quivers again, moaning quietly as she feels my fingertips teasing across her cunt's lips, slipping between it's slit and brushing gently across her slightly hardened clit.
I lean down, my pouted red lips leaving faint trails of the lipstick along the right side of her left breast, moving along the bottom, left side and towards the top where I gently nip and run the tip of my tongue along it, along the middle towards her hardened nipple. My tongue flicking out across it and causing her to moan softly, my lips wrapping around it, sucking on it hard before I let go...my teeth gently grazing along it.
She quivers again, I know she likes it. My hand comes back around, holding her other breast, cradling it in the palm of my hand, my fingers spread out along the side and along the top of it. She Whimpers loudly as I squeeze it a bit hard, and my teeth graze her nipple more forcefully.
I finally push myself down so I slide along her body, my own hardened nipples brushing across her wet cunt, my arms stretching upwards and letting my fingers give her nipples another pinch before I bring them down. The base of my wet tongue pressing against her lower lips, again I could feel her body jerk and try to come free of the chains.
"Tell me again that you want me" I tell her, letting the tip of my tongue playfully flick against her slit and slightly slide in, rubbing against the walls of her lips and along the top of her clit.
"Nnnn...I want you" she whimpers "I want you..." she repeats her soft, pleasurable voice filling the room, the only thing I could hear...so far. I smirk.
"How badly do you want me?" I ask her, my arms moving underneath her thighs, my hands gripping onto the skin that covers her them.
"Uhhhnn...I want you so badly" she moans loudly, my lips finally wrapping around her hardened, pulsing clit and sucking on it softly...allowing the tip of my tongue to brush along the top of it as well...over and over again, until she whimpers louder. Then, I suck harder and make her whine, make her beg for my tongue or my fingers to be inside of her moist cunt, tease her entrance, wanting to moan, wanting to cum just for me and only me.
My lips finally unwrap from around her clit, kissing it gently before I allow my tongue to drag along the length of her cunt before proding the entrance. My left hand coming around, two fingers pulling back the hood of her clit...my middle finger pressing it gently so she would moan loudly.
I can feel the heat of her cunt against my lips as they come closer, kissing her lips I could smell her feminine scent...wanting more, wanting to taste it. I finally bury my tongue into her sweet entrance, letting it flick and twirl around, letting it curl and move deeper inside of her. We both moan out in satisfaction, moan out in pleasure. Her hips rising and bucking into my face, my eyes closing so I could concentrate on how wonderful this women is. Another finger joining the one that had been pressing against her clit, now rubbing it in fast circles, pressing harder against it. Wanting her to cum all over my tongue, around my lips. I want more.
My tongue moves faster, her moaning and whining, whimpering turn into screams and her bucking becomes more hard, more slower.
"UHhh I'm going to cummmm..." she screams loudly, another time she arches her back and pulls against the chains, raising herself up and pushing herself hard into my face.
I love it.
My hands moving towards her ass, helping her to stay up...squeezing her cheeks hard and causing her to quiver more intensively. My head moving back and forth quickly, my tongue continuing to bury inside of her and curl, massaging her spots quickly and harder.
She's so close, her cunt pulsing more faster and tightening around my tongue...I could feel her juices run along it and soak it, allowing me to taste her fully. So good.
Posted by moemoe95
at 3:14 AM EDT
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