But I knew she was slowly taking control, and I wasn’t about to let that happen. It took me about a week to work her out, but I knew she was trying hard to get me to let my guard down, yes sir, I knew she was. No matter what I did to her, slap her, beat her or even punch her, she just begged for more, and I couldn’t seem to control her my way. I wanted to control her, for fuck sakes. So the torture increased, but the more I did, the more she begged for me to do. Fuck?
All in all, she was with me for over two weeks and would probably still have been with me, and maybe even acting as my apprentice (she admitted she would love to help me capture useless cunts for both of us to abuse, lol), if she hadn’t crossed the line one night, and pissed in my mouth as I was licking her cunt out. I absolutely hate that. I piss in sluts mouths, but my mouth is not a slut mouth, no sir. I started hitting her, and she giggled and pissed more, and I hit her more.
The harder I hit her tits, cunt or face, the harder she laughed and pissed. There was wicked girlie piss all over me and I was enraged. Then she shat on my bed. Fuck!
She dared me to eat her shit, and I hit her more. She wouldn’t stop laughing, despite my punches, and she even grabbed her own shit and started to eat it. That was it. I grabbed her neck, and squeezed with all of my might.
She finally stopped laughing, thank god, and still I squeezed. Her face turned purple and still I squeezed. I must have squeezed that dirty little potty slut for what seemed like hours. The room stank of her piss and shit, and I was gagging. I stumbled out and vomited in the sink.
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I also made damned sure that my house was always neat, clean, and totally above suspicion. Any ‘fun’ I had was always, and I stress ALWAYS, done underground, in my ‘special room’. Any tools I used (and I had a lot of fun toys to use in my games) were cleaned, and stored, in the (equally secret) outer room of my little hideaway. No one would ever stumble onto my fun room, EVER!
The perfect plan!
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The next one wasn’t as pretty, or as young, but beggars take what they want. She was spunky though. Older, probably mid 30’s and grossly fat, with big sagging tits and dark nipples.
Her tits were 44DDD (I looked in her bra for a tag, so I was pretty certain of her saggy tit size), man they hung to her fucking belly, but she was good. I had always wanted a fat cunt to play with, and she seemed like a good choice.
It took me nearly twenty minute to drag her unconscious fat cunt down to my room, and then I struggled to tear off her clothes, using my trusty knife to tear as needed. I was sitting next to her panting, trying to catch my breath, when the fat cunt woke up. She didn’t scream, she didn’t lash out, she didn’t try to cover her huge fucking tits or cunt, she simply looked at me, and waited.
The first surprise I got was that she not only shaved her cunt, but it seemed like she had (what’s it called???) electrolysis (I think?) to remove the hair permanently. There wasn’t even any stubble?? Her cunt was baby ass smooth, and huge. The second surprise I got was that she was a dyke. She defiantly told me that she was better than me and that no “little man had ever had her”, so I was wasting my time.
As I said, I was still dressed from dragging her down the stairs, but I decided then and there to show her how good I was. Well, it took me about thirty seconds to fully fist fuck into her (already wet?) baby bald cunt, and she was screaming at me, but not to stop, she was screaming at me to keep going. Her obscenities were the third surprise I got that day.
“Mama’s cunt isn’t filled, little man,” she screamed. “Be a real fucking man and use both your fucking little hands, Mama needs her wet cunt fucked by real people, fuck my cunt you silly little man, if you can. Only if you think you are good enough you shitty little man.” and so on. Lol, she was spunky, ok! Yes sir. Initially, ok! But it turned out that the fat cunt dyke was a handful in more ways than one though.
Fuck, I slapped and pulled and tore at her tits and she laughed louder. I started pulling her massive nipples hard, and the harder I pulled, the harder she laughed at me. Mocked me! Then I was fully punching her huge fucking tits and the rage was getting on top of me. How dare she mock me? Just who the fuck did this fat cunt think she was? I ask you? I mean, what gave her the fucking nerve? How big were this dyke, lesbian, cunt’s balls? As big as her sagging tits which were lying down on each side of her fucking fat body? And still she laughed!
Finally, when I showed her my cock, she just laughed and I finally got upset, I admit it. Hey, I am proud of my cock – eight inches (yes, I measured it, ok?) and thick (nearly six cunt tearing inches around, ok!), and solid rock hard muscle, able to fuck for hours!!!
How dare she laugh at me? How dare this fat, fucking lesbian mock me?
I was better than her taunts, much fucking better, thank you, and I admit I then hit her a few times. Ok, I may have hit her too many times. Ok, I hit her lots times too many, she upset me, ok? OK?
Her teeth were mashed to shit in her bloody pulped mouth even before I was finished. In anger I tore out some of her teeth, and stuffed them into her gaping cunt. Oh she screamed at me as I did that, but a pain scream now. Good! And then I hit her more to shut her up. When I was finally finished with her, her nose was broken and her face was a bloody and smashed pulp. Fuck, I had only been playing with her for a few hours. Geez, I was getting sloppy.
Another lesson learned. I then started hitting them only a few times around their tits and cunts (not their mouths, if I could help it), just to hurt a little, so that they wouldn’t tempt me with their evil tongues, and so they would know who was boss. Yes, I had beaten that cunt a bit much, but I learned. So all in all, even though she was no longer any use to me, she did teach me, yet again, a further lesson.
I tit fucked her as she lay there unconscious, and I even fisted her cunt again, lol. She wasn’t complaining anymore, lol. But she wasn’t any fun any more either.
So I grew bored with her, and killed her. No excuses, no delays, no more playing. I just cut her fucking throat and sat and watched her as she died. She took only a few minutes and I just kept hitting and punching her tits as she weezed and gagged. Fuck her. She joined the other one in the old paddock. But I had to cut her up a bit to move her. She really was a fat slag. I kept her tits though, and did try and eat them. Her nipples went down easy enough, but her fatty tits tasted like shit.
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I had just finished getting rid off, and cleaning up after, my latest toy (let’s see . . . was she the 9th or 10th play pal I had had since moving here? So many, in so little time, lol), when I first saw the slut walk down my driveway.
Standing at my kitchen window, as I often did, staring at nothing in particular, I saw someone walking down my long driveway. The way the driveway is built, I get a good view of the roadway, long before anyone coming down the drive even knows there is a house there.