Lonely thoughts III

 
Phobias can be really strange for some
Spiders, snakes, sharks, seminal fluids
Rape, murder, guns, knives, home invasion
These phobias make perfect sense to me
But some phobias are just fuckin stupid
People are scared of heights
It's not the height that kills you
It's the ground that does that
Be afraid of the fuckin ground
People are scared of the water
Don't go into the water then
No need to be afraid of the water
But you can fear fuckin drowning

My phobia is tables
Yes I said fuckin tables
I know what you're thinking
What a complete fuckin asshole
I have to tell you I am not alone
This is a real phobia my friends
Those of you that have been bent over one
And fucked with force and violence gets it
My fear of tables started when I was about eight
Especially communion tables when the holy orders
Command rape, fucking and numerous blow jobs
Forgive me father for I have sinned by spreading my cheeks

I polished my communion table to a high sheen
Sits nicely right in the dead centre of my cellar
I set up my cameras and microphones all is ready
I drag my unconscious church elder to his salvation
I place him on the table face down, time for power tools
He start to wake from his rohipnol coma but still foggy
I nail gun both of his hands to the table top and do the
Same to both wrists, he is clearly going nowhere now
Screaming and crying already I knew he'd be a fuckin wimp
I had fashioned a crown of thorns from sharp razor wire
Placed it on his head then several sharp taps with a mallet
I love head injuries they bleed a lot, gets me real horny
I wrap his ankles in razor wire anklets and secure them
Tightly to the table; try getting out of that without cutting
Your own feet off you filthy old cunt, I leave him their I feel
The need for fried chicken French fries and a vanilla milkshake

Day 2: Time to ball gag this fucker, I also place a block of wood
Under his chin so he has to look up without me having to bark orders
I decided to work naked today; I stand with my back to him and bend
Over and spread my ass cheeks: "Do you recognise this starfish? Well?"
I back up and rub my asshole in his face, "Remember now? You used
To lubricate with spit then shout at me to spread them wider: Is this
Jogging any memories, I mean I realise its difficult as I was only ten at
The time." I saw a realisation in his face, I remembered he liked to kiss
Afterwards, I moved in and started to kiss him, I asked him to give me
His tongue, he complied the stupid cunt: I sank my teeth in hard and
Ripped his tongue right out of his mouth; "Try fuckin screaming now!"
I spooned in soup spoonful of cayenne pepper into his mouth; now he's
Such a hot kisser, hot stuff, despite the fact he can no longer lick a cock
I picked up my twenty pound sledge hammer and thundered it down on
Both of his ankles snapping them and twisting them to face the wrong way
He convulses as he chokes out clouds of pepper his strange whimpering
Fills me up with joy. It's like the feeling you get when you get saved

Day 3: Today will be a good day, the sun is shining brightly which
Strangely gave me a bright idea. I see he is still with us sobbing like
A ten year old, I lost any guilt or compassion for these filthy cunts
Years ago the piggy bank is empty. I punch him hard in the back of
His head just to let him know that I am back. I kick back and eat my
Slices of breakfast pizza and drink my mocha cappuccino, I have the sex
Pistols playing loud on the stereo, 'god save the Queen, we mean it man!'
I watch him twitching with anticipation and know that he could have
Any idea what's coming next. I go to the tool corner and roll the acetylene
Torch to rest beside him I remove the wooden block from under his chin
Why should I help him to see the light, well the glory of my lightness of
Torture. I fire up the torch and turn it to the hottest setting, the flame
Looks like a blue arrowhead. I carefully burn just behind the back of his
Knee at this heat I am all the way through, I cauterize his stump with the
Same torch then repeat the task on his other leg, man it hurt him so
Bad that he's been beating his own face of the table, what a bloody mess
But I am not finished, I do the same to both arm pits all the way through
I whisper in his ear "Your now legless and harmless, you'll be stumped
As to know what's coming next." I turn his head and torso so he is lying
On his back. I turn the torch to its lowest setting. Have you ever seen a
Pair of gonads boiling in their own sac, well neither had I until now kinda
Funny really. I turn the torch back up and melt his cock into a puddle
I take his ball gag off and force his mouth open by dislocating his lower
Jaw. I fix the torch right inside his mouth and turn it up full power he
Starts to sizzle as I again kick back and finish my breakfast pizza

Now! Who's fuckin next
I am just helping Karma
Doing God's Work