Snuff - Page 14

It was with much fear and Sally entered her fifth episode. She hated herself for her weakness because she knew she would probably keep doing this until it killed her. But the temptation to experience just one more powerful "on-the-edge" explosive orgasm was too much for her

************ Jessica couldn’t wait to get in the door as she struggled with her key's and fiddled with the lock that kept her from her window in to her fantasy realm where she was a prime spit roaster waiting for a chef to whisk her away on a spit where she could roast for hours over an open fire

The girls were still unconscious when the beast slowly reentered the cold dungeon, quietly walking towards them as the chains held them in place along the wall. The dungeon itself was quite an oddity. It was rank, and the scent of death could be smelled throughout it

TV channels at 2AM looking desperately for something interesting to watch and being bombarded by infomercials on every channel promising to sell you some revolutionary new knife, cooking machine or some dumb get rich quick starter packaged, you know they never work because you bought them all before

Crystal’s past gives her strength Even with her weird hair color and arms covered with tattoos no one would ever suspect this eighteen year old girl to have such dark fantasies. What most people didn’t know however was her background and what drove her to such a sadistic nature

The idea started in one of her psychology classes, a seminary on human sexuality. The professor had discussed asphixia, and how low oxygen levels often caused sexual arousal. Inspite of the dangers the professor had mentioned, Jennifer was curious and had to try it

-------------------------- A long tentacle slid rapidly across the wall of the brightly lit hallway