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wanting heaven craving hell ...sado masochistic prose

After i slit your anus open i want you to swing your legs over me as i lay on the bed face up and press your sweet blood streaming anus and pussy into my mouth so i can lick up your delicious coppery blood and pussy goo while you bend over and suck my cock sweetly deeply ...Oh no the annul cut is not fatal just a little help along the way of a delicious ordeal of horrors
You should realize that pain in small doses takes on a completely different meaning when you understand that your exquisite dream of being murdered by a man whos thrilled to love you that way is going to come true
I want to work you down so slow cuts burns blind folds...my love, i know your heart ...the true secret every girl has is that she needs more then one cock baby girl ....more then three...nine is the magical number of completion
666 = 18 and in numerology 1 + 8 = 9...9 is the magical number of completion ie. death so nine men to make it sumptuous for my beautiful girl
We will all fuck you ...a cock in every hole at the same time ...even 2 as we stretch your hungry holes out
and then come the surprises as your pussy reaches apogee from deep punctures cuts burnings piercings strangling poisoning
A cacophony of abuse Each torture a beautiful hellish blessing Your eyes will turn to white sticks
Your mouth to contorted blood black jam oozing as your your anus and cunt are engorged with big slippery cocks driving you to heaping waves of orgasm as you writhe in agony being food for feral monster men who in time will tare you to shreds and spill their filth all over and in you ....Yes my beloved the real truth is this terrible masochistic hunger of yours some how... some way ....some day needs to be fed
Yes baby doll you need to be sweetly brutally fucked into oblivion and i must admit the sight of you so compromised and torn to shreds as if fought over by a starving pack of hyenas brings me to tears of lament and tsunami orgasms
Oh my love what dark aspirations... what sweet horrors ...no where to turn ...normalcy unbearable...we know what we are...omg omg omg ...what shall we ever do...wanting heaven craving hell
Written by zebrablack (Zebra Black)
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