Fucked to Death

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Oh how you disgust me Your voice trembles the thought of my intentions You vile cunt Put your face against the floor And await the wretched You are the stage in which I act out this putrid task Your tainted innards wrap around my shaft I will fill your wound You used to spread your legs for any that desired to taste your filth You were a hole to fill This is the last time There was a time you used to give it all away And when i'm through with you, you'll have nothing left to give I'll take it all away You've lost your will to fight Concede yourself to me

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

While I have you confined strapped to my bed Can you look at this for me? does it look infected? my member has seen better days discolored throbbing mass covered in sores scabs and puss lining the shaft What's that there? That doesn't look normal Your body begins to tremble as you become disoriented by what you have seen. The stench of misery and suffering engulfs you forcing out your vomit and spilling bile. The convulsions begin when I your wounds. Forcing you to see what I have created, I open your eyes. This has been festering for an eternity. Why do you give that look? So concerned. You should be. I prepared a flesh feast. You grow pale, I grow aroused I thrust my cock into her mouth Fucking suck it, you cunt, fucking suck it vomit spews from her mouth but I don't mind. an unconventional lube. Go ahead and bite, I've lost all feeling last bitch made sure of that… If you despised that, you cannot fathom, how I'll taint your crotch

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Spewing entrails (opened torso lacerated). Eyes still open, (fully conscious autopsy). Grinding fingers, (to remove the evidence.) Pulling your teeth, (who you were will die with me). Your feet are severed and ground down into stumps draining human fluid. To preserve your useless existence your stumps are placed in salt. The terror that shrieks from you is haunting. Skin is then removed from your already abused genitals, slowly your screams turn to silence. You want it to end but we have just begun. There are far worse things than death. You will experience them all, for I am the Devil. There is work to be done, whether you stay with me or not, you are just a carcass I will redesign

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Masking himself in a sane human organism Bringing torment in solitude The quiet frees his mind While the true mind's eye draws its desires In human remains To defile the innocent brings one of the flesh masochistic pleasure Satisfying urges unsought by the regulated populace Bearing judgement down upon those who fulfill their cravings in the most horrid of ways Calling down from a higher plane of existence Using those who wear the mark of blood to release their own inner creature of the dark A grim attempt at setting an equilibrium while only setting the path in the same as the fallen Humanity fleshes out its demons Resembling its own kind We are all bound with internal suffering Yet some protect it towards a darker art Circling the depraved with vicious intent we judge

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

There is no worse feeling than being dragged through the woods Hands bound behind your back with no chance of escape Completely naked leaving a trail of blood and the stench of sweat Your vision removed with a screwdriver Your tongue removed with a bandsaw Most of the teeth are broken from grinding together in agonizing pain Pulled face down to prevent you from drowning in the blood filling your mouth Leaving human debris caught on piles of rock and stumps in the wilderness Your pussy is wet from the glass that has been inserted and removed Flies and filth now call your worthless hole home No fight left for a chance at breath And no struggle as your muscles are weakened by your loss of blood To hang your body between the trees is an artful task to fulfill but I must present you And I leave you to rot in the sun

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Your repugnant efforts are of no worth here. You Jedi are weak and your force is weaker. Our legacy will live on for years to come through the plague of boundless onslaught, not even the younglings will find solace nor sanctuary. the infinite power of the empire crushes all. Your moistened whispers fall only on your fresh dead. I will force choke the filth that is your Jedi bloodline into the ashes of the rancor pit. The faith of millions in the darkened vice of the sith. Know defeat, putrescence and anguish in your ways being eternally stomped from this system by all of the power that is the empire

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Decimation of the human design Reconfiguring the pieces to a putrid piece of art Appreciated by sadistic minds and adored by its creator A gift to few that disgusts the faces of many A use of tools to reattach the limbs to the hollowed torso The stench of bile and intestinal fluid burns as the scent spreads Removing the eyes as a delicacy while the work is completed Blood pouring from the table begins to dry and turn black as rigor mortis sets in Spare parts kept in formaldahyde to preserve for another work of art To admire the hours of work he molests your cadaver Showing his adoration he ejaculates within its empty carcass This might be his masterpiece Hidden from the world to rot in his grasp One's dream is another's nightmare The urge to create by killing a creation Misunderstood mind delved in evil Art is in the eye of the beholder

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Fucked against your will You cry for me to stop You will know when I am finished You wretch away from me with a strength found in the last moments of life But it excites me more Wanting to taste your skin I sink my teeth deep into your neck until the thick liquid running through you gushes into my throat You still taste as sweet as the day you were born You stay quiet because you know what I can do and in the end you always give in to my selfish desires Oh how you love me yet despise what I have left inside of you The stillbirth inside your womb my love for you has created "You are mine and I will never let you go" are the last words you hear before the lights go dim

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025