Story: "Laura" (f/hamster, snuff)
Polaris
WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING
The following story deals with several issues unsuitable for anyone
below
18 years of age or anyone known to faint easily.
If pedophilia, incest, pain, torture, blood, animal sex, animal cruelty,
murder, rape, sadism, kidnapping, piss, shit, vomit, intestines or
anything
else bothers you, I urge you not to read this story.
If you wish to read this story anyway, that is your choice and I will
take
NO responsibility..
Note that this is a STORY. These subjects have been written about
before. Don’t tell me I’m sick. I am no sicker than any Stephen King
or
Clive Barker. I am a WRITER and I would never, nor have I ever,
engage in anything even close to what I’m writing about.
Having said that, anyone sticking around after this I wish a lot of fun
reading.
WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING
“Laura – a Sadistic Bitch story by JazzMann” (sadism, death, blood)
Part 1
Ever since she was eleven years old, Laura had known she was different
from everyone else. She was brighter than most eleven-year-olds, and
she was physically more advanced then most girls her age. Her breasts
had started to grow at age ten, and at age eleven she was wearing a
training bra.
But her physical state and intelligence weren’t the most prominent thing
different about her. It was her lack of compassion and guilt.
Where most girls her age cried at the drop of a hat, Laura had never
shed
a tear in her life.
Also, she knew she was the only kid in her class to actively masturbate
daily. Sometimes more than once.
Usually she used her fingers, but sometimes she needed something more,
and she’d use whatever she could get her hands on. Banana’s,
cucumbers, bottles, candles… Anything.
She was insatiable, but again, that wasn’t the weirdest part about her
sexuality. So what was ?
Blood for instance. If she saw blood, she got horny. Unfortunately she
never used to see blood often, but she craved it nonetheless.
Another thing that drove her wild was when someone or something was
in obvious pain.
She loved horror movies, because that was the only time she ever got to
see blood, people getting slaughtered and tortured, and it always left
her
with a wet pussy.
Now she was fifteen though, and her urges had gotten worse and worse.
She was obsessed with horror movies and porn and since she had gotten
hooked up to the internet a few months ago she had been reading a lot of
snuff stories and torture stories as well as downloading all sorts of
pictures. Her favorites were the pictures of the murder victims in
alt.binaries.pictures.tasteless. Those always made her masturbate as
she
imagined it was her who had sliced some poor girl open head to toe and
tore out her guts.
Yesterday though, she had found pleasure right in her own home.
Her 17 year old brother Stephen had a pet hamster. Cute little bugger
he
was too, but yesterday afternoon the little bastard had escaped from
it’s
cage and wondered off into her room.
Laura had been wearing her skirt and blouse and her new nike’s were
comfortably on her feet.
As soon as she saw Jerry, (that’s what Stephen had called the rat), her
young cunt had started to tingle. She wondered what it would feel like
to
slowly kill that rat. What it’s blood would taste like.
Sure, she had tasted her own blood when she was having her period –
sucking her tampon was a treat that came back every month – but never
tasted animal blood. The thought excited her. Especially since it
would
be she who would be drawing the blood from the little bugger.
As the little critter walked by her she bent down and quickly grabbed
it’s tail,
lifting it up off the floor. The rat struggled to break free as it hung
upside down,
suspended by it’s long tail.
Laura looked at it, staring it into it’s black little eyes.
A grin appeared on her face and the grin turned into an evil one as she
started
to spin the rat around by it’s tail.
The rat squealed, obviously not enjoying his little centrifuge spin, but
it stopped
squealing abruptly when she slammed it’s little head on her dresser.
She dropped the unconscious animal on the floor and kneeled beside it,
staring
at the little body. It was still alive.
No bleeding, nothing.
The smile Laura had on her face turned into a frown of disappointment.
She got up again and picked up a pair of scissors, then kneeled again.
“You little fucker..” she snarled at it. “See how you like this !”
She placed the scissors at the base of the critters’ tail and snipped it
off.
The rat jumped up in pain and tried to run away, but Laura was quick.
The dazed animal couldn’t escape the scissors as she plunged it into
it’s back
and spiked it into the wooden floor of her room.
The rat howled a cry of pain. It actually sounded like a baby, she
thought.
She grinned again as she saw the impaled rat desperately trying to run.
Then she saw blood.
Immediately her young cunt began to tingle. “Go on, bleed you fucker.”
She ran her finger through the trickle of blood dripping from the dying
rat
and brought it to her lips, smearing it on like lipstick.
Then she licked her lips, savoring the taste. It tasted wonderful, she
thought.
Almost as good as her tampons did.
Laura lifted her skirt and rubbed her pussy through her panties, picking
up the
rats’ severed tail with her other hand. She brought it up above her
face, tilted
her head back and lowered it into her mouth, chewing on it as she rubbed
herself harder and harder.
The rat was still squealing, although less loudly now, and she knew the
animal
was suffering – which only added to her upcoming orgasm.
She chewed on the tough tail and finally mushed it enough to swallow.
She felt it sliding down her throat and nearly orgasmed in depraved
excitement.
Bending down again, she pulled the scissors out of the floor and held
them up in
front of her. The rat still impaled on it, she licked the protruding
end, ridding it
of Jerry’s blood.
She tossed it down again as she undressed hurriedly.
No need to get blood on her clothes, she figured.
As soon as she had stripped out of her last piece of clothing, she lay
down on
her back and pulled the scissors out of the rat’s spine, leaving a
gaping hole that
slowly dripped blood.
The squeals had died down to an occasional squeak, but the rat was still
breathing as she picked it up with both hands and pushed her tongue into
the
hole the scissors had just been in.
With her thumbs she pulled the animal’s back open like a pussy and she
drank
it’s blood as she gyrated her hips.
Then the young girl sinked her teeth into Jerry. Biting down hard she
yanked
her head back and away from the animal, tearing it’s body almost in
half.
Some intestines fell out, landing on her chin.
She reached down and smeared it out on her naked, fifteen year old body
and
down into her dripping wet cunt.
The rat was dead now, but she wasn’t done with it yet.
Bringing the lifeless body down to her cunt she used it to rub her clit
and drive
her into an orgasm.
She shivered and her entire body shook and spasmed as she was
overpowered by an intense orgasm.
Her pussy was wet with blood and cuntjuices and her body was covered in
rat-gut.
This was the most erotic thing she had ever done, she thought to herself
as she
slowly caught her breath.
She lay there for several minutes, basking in the glory of her biggest
orgasm ever,
before finally getting up.
She tossed the dead, mutilated animal in the trash and walked into the
bathroom.
She needed to clean herself up.
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uncola
On Fri, 28 Jul 2000 23:41:42 GMT, Polaris <polar...@hotmail.com>
wrote:
>This story was written by JazzMann. Anyone know what happened to him?
>
>
>
>WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING
>
>The following story deals with several issues unsuitable for anyone
>below
>18 years of age or anyone known to faint easily.
>If pedophilia, incest, pain, torture, blood, animal sex, animal cruelty,
>murder, rape, sadism, kidnapping, piss, shit, vomit, intestines or
>anything
>else bothers you, I urge you not to read this story.
>If you wish to read this story anyway, that is your choice and I will
>take
>NO responsibility..
>
>Note that this is a STORY. These subjects have been written about
>before. Don"t tell me I"m sick. I am no sicker than any Stephen King
>or
>Clive Barker. I am a WRITER and I would never, nor have I ever,
>engage in anything even close to what I"m writing about.
>
>Having said that, anyone sticking around after this I wish a lot of fun
>reading.
>
>WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING * WARNING
>
>"Laura - a Sadistic Bitch story by JazzMann" (sadism, death, blood)
>
>Part 1
>
>Ever since she was eleven years old, Laura had known she was different
>from everyone else. She was brighter than most eleven-year-olds, and
>she was physically more advanced then most girls her age. Her breasts
>had started to grow at age ten, and at age eleven she was wearing a
>training bra.
>But her physical state and intelligence weren"t the most prominent thing
>different about her. It was her lack of compassion and guilt.
>Where most girls her age cried at the drop of a hat, Laura had never
>shed
>a tear in her life.
>Also, she knew she was the only kid in her class to actively masturbate
>daily. Sometimes more than once.
>Usually she used her fingers, but sometimes she needed something more,
>and she"d use whatever she could get her hands on. Banana"s,
>cucumbers, bottles, candles? Anything.
>Sure, she had tasted her own blood when she was having her period -
>sucking her tampon was a treat that came back every month - but never
>was suffering - which only added to her upcoming orgasm.