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Age: 54
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Country: United States
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10/29/2017
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Perpetual Misfortune
(Based on those Asian horror movies about Kayako Saeki, which I definitely love as well!)
Slowly crawling down the stairs, her croaking noises became louder, As she moved closer to two more innocent and unsuspecting victims. Human lives ended so easily, due to literally being frightened to death, By this quite violent, but nevertheless misunderstood ghostly figure. In life she only wanted peace and happiness through marriage, But his insane jealousy ended this lovely young woman's existence, Along with her only son and his cherished and much adored pet. Uncontrolled anger left mother and child now dead and departed, Yet she soon returned to make this wretched abuser pay dearly, Strangling him unto permanent oblivion with her long, thick hair! Their vengeful spirits came back to torment those among the living, Yet she was by far the most powerful and dangerous of the three. Ignorant trespassers foolish enough to scorn at these ghastly tales, Will become the next to feel this tormented yurei's unbridled rage, As she claims their lives before they themselves join this cycle. A never-ending curse which only grows stronger with more victims!
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10/29/2017
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Sadistic Indulgence
(Here we have a severely disturbed young woman who drugs then kidnaps male victims, before literally torturing and raping them all to death!)
Mutilating tortured bodies with a sickle, smearing their blood on my breasts as I hack males to pieces with the sharpened blade. Masturbating while dismembering limbs and severing flesh from bone, fingering myself to orgasm as these men suffer horrible deaths. Skin hanging off torsos as they vomit blood and defecate waste. Stench of putrid rotting carcasses, violating victims as I molest private parts while pleasuring myself by raping the deceased. Penises of brutally abused men jacked off by bloody hands, pleasurable waves of semen and sperm shooting deep inside my mouth as I force them to erupt in orgasmic climax as they die. Throbbing cocks inserted between my legs, ejaculating cum inside my vagina as I ride the still hardened penises. Sexual fulfillment achieved through the most sadistic methods conceived by the female mind.
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10/29/2017
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Orgasm Through Violent Slaughter
(A truly deranged young woman goes on a bloody rampage as she tortures and rapes other females, simply for nothing more than fun and sexual satisfaction!)
Mutilated breasts, cut and ripped apart with repeated hacking as the hatchet carves up their luscious bosoms. Bloodlust becomes true insanity while I rub the lovely crimson from severed private parts over my naked body. Raping whores, abusing mangled vaginas as I penetrate using broken bottles, perverted excitement no doubt resulting in sensual delight. Forcing them to swallow my hot pussy juices, their intestines are soon disemboweled with many upward swings of sharpened meat hooks. Innards spilling outward from severely abused corpses, using blood from butchered women to masturbate myself to multiple orgasms. Achieving climax during sex after death, motivation obtained by forcing them all to climax before their violent demise. Stench of swallowed bodily fluids, satisfying my sadistic thirst while licking cum mixed with gore from insides of putrid cunts. Erotic pleasure realized through torture, rape and dismemberment of young women which then fulfills sickened desires and perverted fantasies.
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10/29/2017
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Gruesome Necrophiliac
(Here we have the notorious Green River Killer raping yet another helpless victim after murdering her in cold blood.)
I want to kill her so very badly, by placing my hands around her neck and squeezing until bones snap and eyes bulge out. Now only a lifeless corpse is left for me to molest as I violate by means of necrophilia. Erotic sensations fill my entire body as I partake of her putrid vagina, the tongue flickering around inside while licking the worm infested cunt. Sickening taste of blood and pus ooze down my throat, as I swallow the final few drops of the last orgasm she ever had before dying a slow and cruel death. Mouth sucking on her smooth and creamy inner thighs, ever hardening penis rubbing against rotting breasts, sliding back and forth between her ample boson until an orgasm of perverted lust erupts, splattering neck and face. My limp cock placed inside her mouth, pumping away until erect once more, inserted into a bloodied stump of rotted private parts as I thrust deeper and harder. Penetrating further inside until exhilarating streams of semen and sperm shoot forth from my throbbing member, filling up her stenching cunt while I fantasize about other sickened desires to be fulfilled within this vermin eaten body.
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10/29/2017
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Death by My Hands
(This deranged psychopath, none other than the infamous Boston Strangler, is never satisfied no matter what, because he always wants to experience the highest of highs with each person he murders, like a drug he constantly has to take more of in order to get the same results.)
Death by my hands is slow and painful, the way that you die is most pleasing to me. Choking as I squeeze you, your life is mine now, trying to struggle how can you escape? The pain on your face becomes greater each second, your breathing more shallow, I cannot help but smile. The kicking and screaming become less and less now, there can be no doubt that soon you will die. It was so enjoyable to watch you expiring, yet it's just a pity this ended so soon. For I take my time in killing my quarry, but you went too easy now I must find another, to inflict more pain on I'll test even my patience, for this next death I cause will take the longest to kill. Surely one more murder shall please me the most, after you slowly die by these callous hands.
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10/29/2017
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Unjustified Execution
(About a young woman who was falsely accused of witchcraft then burned at the stake.)
Tied up the the stake, death sentence by a mock jury. Victimized by false stories and accusations of devil worship. Biased mob of holy men, a fair trial would never happen. Quickly judged to be a witch, burning of flesh now justified. Deaf ears to pleas for help, innocence is spit upon. Cruelly suffering for all to see, an agony of slow death. Screaming your tormentors with truth, drowned out by laughter. Dying alone in this world, friends and family curse your name. Freedom of life stripped from you, a horrid burden to society. Smell of skin being burnt appeals to the ones at hand. No compassion for your soul, ministers turn blind eyes away. Assumptions of eternal pain are the only thoughts on their minds. Watching your body turn to ash, puts a smile upon many faces. Scattering of charred remains, forever to be forgotten. Never mentioned again are the good deeds you did in life. Only thing to speak of is the good which you have caused in death Eternal fate is known to you, but not unto the ones who hate. Happiness is at its hand, for you have found peace at last.
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10/19/2017
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Nightmare Photograph
(Based on a nightmare of mine which was no doubt highly influenced by my love for Asian horror, even though I added in some other parts here and there to make this a somewhat complete story. It's sort of a combination of Fatal Frame and something like Ju-on. I might work on a part two for this eventually, but perhaps I'll just leave it all open to interpretation instead.)
In the dream I was walking outside in the daytime, alone and not too far from my house. Everything was peaceful and nothing seemed out of the ordinary either. I decided to go off course and travel down an old trail, which led me through the deep woods into an area which had seldom been seen before. The next thing I remember was hearing the mournful sound of crying woman, as if in great sorrow and pain. An intense feeling of sadness overcame me, and I continued walking but then for some strange reason became unaware of my own surroundings. Suddenly an old abandoned large house stood before me, whilst a soft yet determined female voice begged me to go inside and help her. I entered and felt an immediate sense of tragedy surrounding this location, yet before anything else happened the day at once turned into night, and I then heard the tormented screams of this very same woman. She screamed horribly as if something bad had been done to her, but soon those cries of anguish turned into insane laughter, and I felt a ghastly presence drawing much closer to me. Before my eyes stood a young Asian woman covered in blood while also wearing a white dress. She let out the most terrifying scream I have ever heard before, and I turned to somehow desperately escape this sheer madness! My whole body felt paralyzed and although I managed to open the door before exiting the house, this horrifying ghost caught up with me in the woods and actually touched my right shoulder. I wanted to get some proof of this before she killed me, so that perhaps some evidence might yet survive from this encounter. I quickly took some pictures of her with a regular camera, but strangely she then said something to me which I cannot remember right now. I'll try to recall it later if possible. She was nearly ready to end my life yet I remained frozen in fear and unable to move. Then all went pitch black and I was suddenly back inside my house, very much shaken but somehow still alive. The camera was on the table and although deeply frightened to say the least, I nevertheless summoned up the courage to develop the film. My worst fears were realized when the images of this hideous ghost appeared, and I now had the pictures to prove her existence. However, when I showed these photographs to my friends and relatives, they saw nothing and were indeed very skeptical of my story. It seemed I was most definitely the only person who could see her image, despite being ridiculed and laughed at by everyone else. And then the nightmare truly began! One by one every single person who had looked at my pictures began dying horrible deaths. Their bodies were mutilated and covered in blood, and the terrible expressions upon their faces can never be described nor forgotten, for they were all frozen in fear with a look of unspeakable terror in their eyes! Always and without exception blood was everywhere, almost as if the entity that murdered them enjoyed this to the point of overkill. Why was this even happening in the first place, and why did everyone whom I showed these pictures to end up dead? What did she want with me, and why did she spare me only so that others could die as a result of my unintentionally harmful actions, which were well meaning yet ultimately destructive in unimaginable ways?
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10/19/2017
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Immoral Affection
(Here's a sick motherfucker going around digging up male corpses and raping them over and over again. Me and my disgusting and repulsive imagination lol!)
How I love to perform the immensely satisfying act of necrophilia on the decaying corpses of those I unearth. Pleasantly molesting the genitals of my bloated companion, no doubt an erotic thrill which stimulates lustful desires as well. Masturbating furiously, I soon release semen onto the putrid buttocks, while at the same time tenderly kissing his face and neck. Placing my lips around the groin area, I begin to lick and suck the rotting private parts of my one and only true love. The sweet smell of nauseating flesh fills my nostrils, overcoming me with explicit joy. Anally raping the corpse, my rigid penis thrusting harder and faster ever so deeply into his maggot infested ass, penetrating further each and every single time. Eventually reaching an intense and powerful climax, a blissful orgasm of hot and sticky sperm erupts inside the buttocks, giving me intense feelings of sheer ecstasy. I lay asleep next to the one I so devoutly cherish, resting peacefully until such time as I can once again experience perverted passion.
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10/19/2017
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A Wasted Life Ended
 (Sometimes people truly do feel like there's no alternative for their problems other than suicide, so I wrote this from the perspective of one such individual.)
My life is a miserable and pathetic existence, for I am always deprived of true happiness which shall never be realized no matter what. Each day is lived with great sadness along with anger as well, seemingly forever a part of who I am every since the horrid day of my birth. Why carry on any longer or shall I continue suffering through this wretched abomination called life, knowing all the while that never will complete peace and everlasting joy be made known to me? Despite the well wishes and thoughtful advice from friends and family, I simply no longer wish to endure this torment for even so much as one more day, so by means of suicide I will at last end this living hell of mine! Overdosing on sleeping pills allows me to gain the serenity and contentment which eluded me for far too often, because death is indeed the answer so why delay the inevitable any longer?
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10/19/2017
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Right to Kill
(About the double murder of an abortion doctor and his bodyguard, as well as the wounding of the doctor's wife by one Paul Jennings Hill.)
A man entangled in principalities of false beliefs through Biblical upbringing. Believing himself to be a holy martyr of his devout faith in God, Calmly waits for an unsuspecting practitioner of legal abortion. Wielding a gun to expound his opinions through violence rather than speech. Cowardly executing two lives in cold blood, while also wounding a third. Justifying his right to kill without regard to another's choice. Abiding by self made laws initiated into a brainwashed mind. Exacting Christ's vengeance against a world of society's evils. Failing to realize that homicide is among the most vile of all crimes. Unrepentant minister lacking in supposed compassion for others. Twisting around moral values of a sacred respect for human life. Forming a deeply flawed philosophy of killing so that others may live. In doing so he himself becomes a victim of his very own vice. Legality of death, a binding retribution handed down by a jury. Taking free will away from others, the same now is done unto him. Sentenced to death for his crimes, the right to kill is now imposed on him.
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