Reset part 3

PART 3 ————————————————————————————————————————————————————- I licked my lips as I sneaked a peek at my sister Lizzie’s rump. She was nothing but a beast to be hunted and consumed, from now on. Her tight juicy thighs rippled as she passed me in the hallway. “Creep” she sneered. Yes, I am. But I had feasted on her … Read more

Memoirs of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry #1)

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 1) I often fantasize about women. Unconscious women. Lovely unresisting ladies that I can manipulate, rape and have total control over. It is extremely difficult in today’s world to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasize. For 20 years. This changed one … Read more

Memoirs of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry #3)

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 3) It has been 2 months since the last killing. The first two victims had provided great joy to me before and especially after their deaths. I will never forget the sexy body of the young woman I strangled and the smell and taste of the second one … Read more

Memoirs of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry #5)

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 5) After the last death, I had to lie low for some time as police stepped up patrols and young, pretty women started to take precautions like not being alone at home at night. I had to wait for more than a year before the next opportunity was … Read more

Memoirs of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry #6 and #7 Final)

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 6) I was rather guilt ridden for a while after what I did to my pretty young and unsuspecting step niece. For a while, I tried to stop having dark thoughts about beautiful dead women but in the end, I could not control my lust. Two months after … Read more

Memories of A Mortician: Virgin Conception/ Concrete Love

Name: Y.J.Y. Age: 18 Cause of Death: Blood loss from incision on abdomen. Severe damage to internal organs. Other Injuries: Slight chloroform burns on lips and nose. Time between death and delivery to mortician: 13hrs Notes: This young woman was the victim of a violent but somewhat sexy occult ritual. Your belly was cut Impregnated … Read more

A Night With Minh

I make it a point to never kill someone I know. Or rather, never to kill someone who knows me, because I often get to know details about my victims as I’m hunting them. But if she knows me, if we have established even a casual relationship, then I almost always eliminate her as a … Read more

The Death of Sandra with the big nipple brassiere

The birds woke Sandra that morning. It was a warm dewy Midwestern spring morn and the nest of the hungry robin red breast was a flutter early to catch the worms that would give them succor. Sandra reached for her pink gingham patterned form fitting contoured big nipple brassiere with lightly lined stretch foam cups … Read more

Life of a IMVU fucking spritualist Day 7 Part 2

DracMorair: even’n love DracMorair: Woke up Wrath today, possibly Pride too DracMorair: WRATH: Fire/Ice, Michael/God’s Wrath, Evil Truth, Evol(ve) DracMorair: PRIDE: To Bee seen/ To be nothing, To Be/Not be, To shine/To dark captianplutonium: ennin love DracMorair: My siblings heard me finally captianplutonium: ahh DracMorair: Been screaming in the silence for soo dam long. DracMorair: … Read more

Prey For My Soul

Confession of an Old Necrophile: Prey For My Soul By: blue.beard I thought I would share some of my past adventures with you. Now that I’m almost retired, you’ll probably blow these off as the stories of a dirty old man. Maybe they are… Lisa came into my life in my middle twenties. I was … Read more

New Beginnings – Pt 3 Ch 02

Okay, folks – this chapter is really sick stuff. Go read something else if you didn’t like my other really sick stuff. Part 3 Chapter 2 “Okay, Praetor,” Amber called out with restrained exuberance. “All ahead full power!” The great mass of the derelict ship floating beside them vanished from the viewscreen as Amber, along … Read more

Grave Robber

“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?” -Edgar Allan Poe, “The Premature Burial” *** Wallace dreaded nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of all places. Clarence had the lantern, and although he was an … Read more

The King in Yellow Chapter Twenty-One

THE KING IN YELLOW Some hours later, Dmitri and Grigori set down their glasses of tea and went upstairs. Shortly after nightfall the others had taken the broken blonde back to Mirenberg leaving the two friends to play a few moves of chess and recover their strength, and now they were curious to see what … Read more

The King in Yellow Chapter Eighteen

KATYA’S ORDEAL Entering the main hall, Katya looked around in wonder. The room was a riot of Bokhara carpets and cushions, hangings of silk and muslin, loops of chain and rope. At irregular intervals along the walls preserved heads hung by their hair. There were nameplates beneath them; Alexandra’s and Rosa’s heads were there and … Read more

The Vampire of Prague

“The end of the enchantment was come and the Princess awoke, and she said: ‘Is it you, my Prince? You have waited a long while…’” -Charles Perrault, “The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood” *** She was born on the banks of the Vltava, in the days when there were no bridges, in the shadow of … Read more