This is something to get my most extreme fantasies out. I'll be adding to this over time. I'm not sure how long it will be in the end.

Synopsis: A man finds a journal apparently belonging to a sexual sadist serial killer.

WARNING: You must be 18 or older to read. This is not for the faint of heart. The author does not condone the actions in this story. There are characters under 18 involved in sexual activity. Do not read if this is illegal in your country.

Story Codes: MF, gi, horror, pedo, rape, violent, sad, tort,

The Sicko's Journal by Sleazy Gonzalez

While I was walking home drunk from the bar one night, I found a notebook on the ground. I grabbed it without thinking about it and brought it home. I tossed it on my coffee table and passed out in bed. I found the notebook again in the morning. I read through it. I felt sick as I did. It was someone's journal and the things they said in it were horrifying. I have no idea if it's real or just some sicko's fantasies.

I should probably take it to the police. Or at least throw it away. I just don't want to though. As much as I hate to admit it, it kind of fascinates me. I guess that makes me just as much of a sicko.

Entry 1

I finally did it.

I put an ad online for a date. I got an answer from a chick who looked kind of plain and chubby, but that wasn't a big concern for me. When I met her, she had no tits to speak of but a nice round ass hugged tightly by her skirt.

I met up with her at the restaurant just down the street and got her to come back to my place for a drink. I spiked it. She didn't suspect a thing until she passed out. She woke up naked, tied up, and in my basement. The look of fear in her eyes and her screams through her gag made my cock so fucking hard.

The bitch tried squirming away like a fat little worm. I laughed and kicked her in the stomach. I turned her over and spread her fat fucking ass. I shoved my cock into her dry. Jesus, the way she yelled and cried through her gag was so fucking hot.

I pounded her asshole as she kept screaming and crying through her gag. I reached in my back pocket and pulled out my knife. I put to her throat and told her shut the fuck up. She did so pretty fast. I took her gag off and told her I'd let her live if she oinked for me. Oink like the little fuckpig she was.

I laughed at her while she made the oinking sounds. I could feel myself getting close to cumming. Right as I blew my load up her ass, I lost control. I ran the blade across her throat. Her oinking gave way to gurgling and choking.

After I pulled my cock out of her, I watched her flop and writhe as the blood poured out of her neck. It got me so fucking hard that I fucked her again after she stopped moving. Blew my load in her pussy this time.

Now I just need to get rid of the dead slut's body.

(To be continued)

[grendel]

I am interested to see where this one goes.

(continuted)

Entry 2

As I thought, the first one wasn't enough. I needed more. Especially because the first one died too quickly. I should have made her suffer more.

This time I decided to hire an escort and have her come to my place. A young, slim Asian girl. I had her dress in a schoolgirl outfit like in her online ad.

I talked with her a bit, then had her pull her panties down, bend over, and lift her skirt. I started fucking her from behind then put a chloroform rag over her mouth. I dragged her down to the basement, tore her clothes off, and tied her to a wooden beam. I grabbed my gun and pointed it at her head when she woke up. She started whimpering and sobbing.

I told the cunt that she was going to suck my dick and do a good job of it if she didn't want a bullet in her head. I grabbed her head and started fucking her face. She gagged on my cock as I pushed it into the back of her throat. I kept fucking her mouth until she puked all over. I didn't stop. I kept fucking her throat and she kept gagging and puking.

I finally blew my load down the pig's throat. She begged me to let her go. I just laughed at her. I pissed in her face and told her she wasn't going anywhere.

I got a bunch of crocodile clips and clamped them on her nipples and pussy. The whole time she kept begging and cry. I finally slapped her face and told her she'd eat a bullet if she kept talking. I left her there the whole night.

I came back down the next morning and woke her up by kicking her in the head. She jolted awake. More crying, more begging. I told her I was tired of her whining and was shutting her up for good. I took the dildo I'd brought down with me and jammed it down her throat.

I watched the bitch slowly choke to death on it. She gagged, trying to cough it up. Deep fear and pain in her eyes. I grabbed her by her pigtails and jerk off on her face. The pig died with a dildo in her throat and my cum on her face. A perfect ending for a whore like that.

Entry 3

The next one was a woman I saw walking alone. I didn't even plan it this time. But she was so easy to grab and the way her ass moved in those tight jeans drew me to her. I pulled ahead of her and parked. When she got close to the car, I jumped out and wrapped my hands around her throat until she passed out. Then I threw her in the backseat.

I managed to get the pig home before she woke up and tied her up. I took her down to the basement bathroom. She woke up squirming and scared. My cock got so fucking hard watching her face drop when she realized where she was.

I let the slut know I was going to kill her, but I'd let her go on one condition. She had to clean the toilet with her tongue. She was disgusted but she started licking the bowl. She kept gagging and crying. I laughed and shoved her head in and flushed it. I pulled her pants down and shoved my hard cock in her pussy. Fucking the bitch while she licked the toilet.

I grabbed her head and shoved it in the bowl, holding her head under the water. She thrashed and gurgled. I kept pounding her pussy as she kept trying to fight to raise her head for air. She stopped moving for good just before I blew my load inside her.

When I finished shooting a huge load inside her, I flushed the toilet again. Flushed the useless shit.

(To be continued)

[grendel]

NIce!! 

Thanks grendel! Here's some more. Again, not sure how long it's going to be. I might keep adding to it for a while.

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Entry 4

I've been holding back for a while. Too many and I might get the cops on me.

I saw news report on the last slut I did. How they've been trying to find her. Turns out the bitch had a husband and a kid. A little girl of around eight years old. Watching her blubber over her missing mommy was so fucking hot.

I jerked off while watching the report. I imagined raping that little girl's asshole while I described every detail of how I did her mom. How she begged for her life, how I made her lick the toilet, how I drowned her like a piece of shit. Doing this right in front of her tied up daddy. Watching him cry and scream as his little girl gets fucked in the ass. Blowing my load up her ass and then strangling her.

I came all over my living floor thinking about it.

Entry 5

I think holding back is starting to get me. I had a hell of a dream last night. I was sitting in my living room and all the power in my house went out. I grabbed a flashlight and went downstairs to reset the circuit breakers.

When I got down there, I was greeted by a lot of crying and sobbing. I turned on my flashlight. There were rows and rows of naked women strapped down to tables. They had clips all over their tits and pussies with wires running out of them. The wires went into a machine on the wall. The sluts all had burns and bruises all over their bodies. Some of them were foaming at the mouth, their eyes rolled back in their heads.

I went up to one of them that wasn't passed out. She looked at me and begged me to let her go. In my dream logic, I knew that my house was being powered by these pigs. Not only that it was painful for them. The power left them with a constant feeling of being electrocuted, shaking on the tables. It must have felt just like Hell.

My cock got so goddamn hard. I spit in the bitch's face and scolded her for the  power going out. I went over to the machine on the wall and saw a lever. I grabbed it and pulled it up. The lights came back on and the women started screaming and shaking. The sound of electricity coursing through their bodies. Every one of the pigs in unspeakable agony. Their screaming was like a beautiful choir.

I woke up so fucking horny. I jerked off and came pretty fucking quickly.

I can't hold back anymore. I've got to go find another pig to slaughter.  

(To be continued)

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Entry 6

I went out for a drive and took my gun with me. I couldn't find any pigs in town I could safely take. I got so anxious I decided to go driving on the highway to calm down. I got lucky. There was a hitchhiker on the road. A pretty young girl, looked around 19 or 20. I offered her a ride. When we drove a little more I pulled out my gun. I told her if she screamed or tried to run I'd put a bullet in her.

She sat there so fucking scared while I drove her home. I pushed her into my house, my gun on the small of her back. She had a great fucking ass. I wanted to destroy it so much.

I forced her down in to the basement and made her strip. When she was done I tied her hands and stuffed her panties in her mouth.

I made her bend over with her ass in the air. I grabbed a box of needles and started sticking them in her ass. She moaned through her gag as I pushed them deep in her ass like a pin cushion. After I covered her ass with the needles, I pulled them out one by one. Blood trickled from the tiny wounds. Once pulled them all out I took my belt off. I brought it across her ass again and again. She cried and shook and tried to crawl away.

I grabbed her leg and brought my fist down on her ass. I pulled my hard cock out and shoved it in her pussy. I slammed hard into her ass, blood staining my pants. She just kept howling through her gag like it was going to fucking help. I grabbed my gun. Right as I shot my load into her, I put a bullet in her head. I must have missed the vital parts of her brain. She had a big fucking head wound but was still alive, twitching and wheezing.

I left the pig down there to bleed out. When I came back down the next day she was dead. I wonder how long she survived the head shot before she finally gave out. I hope it was painful as hell for her.

Entry 7

I hired another escort from an online ad. The ad said she was 18 but she didn't look it in her pictures. To the point I wondered if it was a police sting. She proved she was legit though, and I picked up a few blocks from my house. I didn't want her to have the address. She had such a pretty face I wanted to destroy it.

When I brought her back, I had her sit on the couch. Told her I was going to go grab something. I can back with my gun. You should have seen the look on the dumb little pig's face. I put the gun to her head and told her to tell me how old she really was. She still insisted she was 18 until I cocked the gun. She started crying and told me she was really 14. I told her I was going to punish her for being a lying whore.

I forced her down to the basement. I made her lay down and hogtied her. I grabbed her by the hair and forced my cock in her mouth. I fucked her face, but even with my gun to her head she sucked at blowing me. I told the stupid little cunt that she couldn't give a good blow job if your life depended on it. Because it did.

Instead of shooting her, I grabbed a blow torch. I put it to her face and burned the fucking slut. She screamed so fucking loud. I kept the blow torch to her face, melting it off. I almost thought about letting her go. Making her live with that deformed face. I knew how dumb that would be though. I kept the flame on her face, her skin boiling, her eyes cooking like eggs.

My cock was so fucking hard. Eventually, she had no more strength left to scream and she stopped moving. I jerked off on to the cooked hunk of meat that used to be her pretty face.

(To be continued)

So twisted that you deserve a merit!

So twisted that you deserve a merit!

Hey, thanks a lot!

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Entry 8

Something's going on. I had a blackout the other day. I woke up in my living room with my head throbbing. I took some aspirin and tried to remember what happened. I recalled seeing a woman walking with what looked like her daughter. I remember forcing them in my car, taking them home, tying them up in the basement. I couldn't remember the details though. Not good, I might have been seen.

I went down in the basement and there they were, laying on the ground and tied up, tape over their mouths. The mom was a curvy, light-skinned black woman. The daughter was her spitting image. She looked around 10 years old. They both look so scared, moaning through the tape on their mouths. Seeing them made me too fucking horny to care about my black out.

I grabbed a knife. I pulled the daughter's skirt off. The mom start shaking and screaming through her gag. I kicked the pig and told her to shut the hell up, she'd get her turn. I cut the little daughter's panties off. She had such a delicious looking little bald pussy. It was hard to push my cock into that tight fucking thing. I had to grab some lube to push it in. She cried so fucking hard through her gag. She bleed a lot from my cock stretching her little pussy.

Her mom shut her eyes and turned away. I yelled at her that if she wanted her little piglet to live, she'd better watch. She opened up her eyes and watched me fuck her little girl's tight pussy, crying and moaning. I came inside the daughter pretty quick, her pussy was so damn tight.

I pulled out of the daughter and went over to the mother. I pulled the tape off her mouth. I grabbed her hair and dragged her over to her daughter. I told her she was going to eat her little girl's pussy, or I'd kill them both. She started lapping at her girls cunt, crying and apologizing to her daughter. Watching her lick up the pink mixture of blood and cum made me hard and ready to fuck again.

I cut a hole in the mom's pants. I forced my cock in her tight asshole, holding her face in her daughter's cunt. The whole thing made me so fucking horny and I couldn't control myself. I grabbed the mom's hair and beat her head on the basement floor. Her daughter screamed and cried through the tape on her mouth. I beat her mom's head until I felt her skull crack. I kept slamming it until she stopped moving.

I grabbed the daughter and tore the tape off. Jesus Christ, she screamed loud. I forced her face in the bloody pulp that used to be her mom's head. I told her to kiss mommy goodbye. She just turned away, screaming and crying. I could tell I wouldn't get the little piglet to do anything else. I wrapped my hand around her neck and strangled her. Her screaming finally stopped. I kept my hands tight around her neck until she stopped moving.

When I was done with them, I realized I'd really have to work to hide these two. I still couldn't remember what happened in my blackout.

Entry 9

There wasn't anything written here. Just crude drawings of tits with nails stuck in them, a cock ejaculating on a severed woman's head, a woman with a gun in her pussy, and a bunch of scribbles. It was clear this guy was getting more and more unstable.

Entry 10

Nothing on the news about the last few sluts I killed. Did I really kill them? Been holding back again. Trying to play it safe. Having trouble eating. Nothing seems to stay down. Ate some toast for breakfast. Threw it all up. Sleeping more than usual. What the fuck's going on with me?

(To be continued)

[grendel]

very nice ... always love mother daughter stuff 

Thanks again grendel! Here's the conclusion. I may come back to this in a sequel. This turned out a bit better than I expected, at in my mind.

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Entry 11

I stalked a woman down an alley today. I was going to knock her out and bring her back, but I lost control. I swung my hammer at her head. She went down fast. But I couldn't stop. I kept bashing her head until it was a red past. I reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off. I fucked her right there on the alley with her head split open like a ripe watermelon. After I poured my load into her, I got the fuck out of there. Something is going on. I'm having a harder time keeping myself level.

Entry 12

I kidnapped another pig. Like the last one, I got too excited. As soon as I got her down in the basement I put my gun to the back of her head and blew her brains out. I hit myself in the face. I lost control again. Then I saw something. It was like another her coming off out of her. It was free of the ropes and tape that I used on her. It tried crawling away from her destroyed body and up the stairs. I knew it was her soul. It was trying to get free. I wasn't going to let it.

I grabbed her soul by the hair and dragged it back down the stairs. She cried and screamed. I tore the yoga pants covering her fat fucking ass. I slapped her ass and spread her cheeks. The dumb cunt (or her soul?) tried to crawl away. I grabbed her by the hair and shoved my cock in her ass. As I fucked her asshole I beat her head against the floor. I kept fucking her and slamming her head until her head cracked. I came right as her head split open.

Instead of blood and brains something else came out. It was blackness. Pure blackness. Her soul disappeared after it finished pouring out. As I put my hand it in it, my hand passed through the floor. Something is down there.

I'm going to go down there. I just know I do. But I don't even know if the hole was actually there. I'm going to sleep on it. Go down if it's there tomorrow.

Entry 13

The hole was still there. I went down it. I found paradise.

It was a field. The sun was bright. The flowers were made of women's guts. Women crawled on all floors. They had snouts like pigs, tails. Wolf-like men raped them, devoured them. Their blood spilled on the ground. Their organs spilled out, becoming part of the landscape. I noticed I was one of them too. My cock was big and hard. I was so hungry. I grabbed one of the pig women. Tore her open. I could see my cock fucking her from the inside. I poured my load into the empty cavity where her guts were. Her guts spilled on the ground, watering the field, becoming flowers.

I climbed back through the hole. I know this is where I belong. I'm leaving this world for that.

See you in hell.

The writing ended there. There were a bunch of crude sketches on some of the remaining pages, and a few were ripped out. I have no idea what happened to the man who wrote this. Nor do I ever want to meet him. I tried to bring myself to throw this journal away or burn it, but I just couldn't. Even worse, I had a dream about the entries. I imagined myself as the sicko in this journal doing all those awful things to those women. When I woke up, I had an erection.

End

Great way to leave the story SleazyGonzales, wide open to return to without prejudice or having to explain anything!

Thanks gs. I was originally planning to add to this indefinitely, but I got inspired to take it in this specific direction. While I don't plan on adding to this one specifically, I may do a sequel with a similar premise.

[grendel]

I agree that is a very good ending.  Thank you!  I look forward to more.