ive just found out im due to go to afghanistan soon :) cant fuckin wait i confess il be absolutely over the moon to b able to legally kill fuckers , any one - il b wishin and imagining their all people from the uk that i know , fuckers that i hste n cant wait to get the fuck outa this doomed fuck hole country ENGLAND - fucked up that i have better job prospects in a 3rd world country!! guna kill all i can every last fuckin one of those sand niggers will die

Gotham is doomed.

Before WWIII, Death Camps, Financial Doom leading to world ruin, etc, I want to fuck some tight little pussy and ass and cum down a yunguns thought.

If white men don't wake up and follow the teachings of Adolph Hitler, then the world is doomed. 88's to all my Ayran Brothers.

Ok, their is an popular opinion (at least on tec blogs from people who like apples smooth dick) out there that gaming consoles are doomed after this next gen. The people who write these articles are not into tec at all No, the end to consoles is not happening. One that implies very small thin and underpowered devices like tablets and cellphones are going to exclusively be the game systems. This is the order of things, 1st supercomputer spec= warehouse sized. 2nd formerly supercomputer spec= office sized grid for work. 3rd formally office only equipment now in home PC. 4th formally PC only is now cheap, and small enough for home console's. 5th formally console tec is now small and efficient enough to be powered by cheap battery's, and be razor thin. Consoles will never die, because they are the middle of the road for a particular spec. You don't make new more powerful tec razor thin, you have to make it big and inefficient to begin with. It has to be by laws of physics.

Chapter 1
You're at a drag show in a shit hole state. We'll say Louisiana. You're dressed like a complete fucking sissy. Little skirt. Stockings, heels, frilly panties, crop top, makeup.

The show gets busted by asshole cops on some stupid pretext. Everybody runs for the exits. Because you're a clumsy fucktoy when you're wearing heels you stumble and the cops grab you. You're the only one they catch. They throw you in a van and take you straight to prison. It's a work prison. There's a farm and guards on horseback.

You're taken to a cell with 7 other men. Big, strong, violent men. You're not sure if you're doomed or in heaven. It might be both.

They laugh at your appearance and taunt you. Inevitably they start to gather around you. Your clothes are ripped off. They ridicule your tiny dick. You beg them to stop but that simply encourages them to be crueler. They decide that if you're going to dress like a woman they'll treat you like one.

Fat cocks of every colour are whipped out. A thick black one is shoved in your mouth. A fat white one gets rammed, dry, up your ass. Your screams and crying only pushes them further into a frenzy. They each take a turn on your holes. 7 loads of cum in your mouth and all over your face. 7 loads of cum stuffed up your, now gaping, sissy ass.

When they finally finish raping you, leaving you laying in a puddle of cum and tears on the floor of the cell, they gather in a circle around you and begin pissing. 7 full bladders emptied all over your ruined faggot body and in your face.

And that's only the first night. It's going to get worse from here.....

Chapter 2
When you awaken in the morning you realize you've been tied to your bed. Face down. Ass up. Your cellmates are debating whether or not they they should fuck you then fist you, or fist you then fuck you. After a couple of minutes it's decided they should fuck you first because the fisting will probably destroy your boipussy and they won't enjoy raping you as much that way. They don't give a shit if it hurts, or actually, genuinely, destroys your ass. They just want they most pleasure from you before they dispose of you.
Even though your ass is still sore from the night before they start fucking you again. The pain, pleasure and humiliation are combining to turn you on and your clit starts to grow. They laugh and taunt you for liking it and promise that if you like this you'll love what comes later.

Just as the fifth guy is about to take his turn raping your slut ass the guards slam the door open. They give your cellmates shit for potentially ruining you before they've had a chance to have some fun with you. The warden promised them that you were free use and that anything goes. The warden has something special in store for you but that's going to come later.

The guards untie you from the bed and drag you out of the cell and down to the isolation unit. The whole journey they're mocking your tiny little clit and faggy breasts. Talking about how they're going to torture your titties and clit until you pass out. First though, they have a bet to settle. One of them has wagered that he can get his nightstick all the way up your boipussy. The others think it's too big and too long to fit.

You're bent over the end of the bed in your new cell and your wrists and ankles are zip tied to the frame. The guard spits on the end of his nightstick and begins pushing it up your ass. He wants to win this bet so he's trying not to completely fucking destroy your ass. The fat, hard stick is going in nicely. The gang rape you endured last night has loosened you up nicely for his purposes.

When he has it half way in it starts to meet resistance. The cocks that had their fun with you last night, while damn big, were only half as long as the nightstick. He pushes harder. You moan like the little whore you are. All the guards laugh as you grunt and moan. Still meeting resistance, he pushes harder. The stick slides a few more inches into your guts. You moan even louder, clearly enjoying being filled. He fucks it in and out of your faggy cunt, eliciting even more moans of pleasure from you. They're all amazed at what a depraved little sissy slut you are. A couple of them discuss how much they'll be able to abuse you now that they know you like it.

Determined to win the bet the guard begins hammering the nightstick up your ass. Deeper and deeper, closer and closer to reaching the handle. There's almost 18 inches of rock hard, polished, wood disappearing into your ass with each stroke. You realize, much to your dismay and shame, you want it all. You want him to win.

You're pushing back against the stick, willing it deeper into your cunt. Moaning, begging and crying for him to shove harder, to drive it deeper into you. Your clit is as hard as steel and beginning to leak precum. There will be no turning back at this point. The guards all know what a piece of perverse fuck meat you are and they won't protect you anymore. If the entire prison wants to line up and rape you, repeatedly, they won't stop it. You're not sure you'd want them to.

With one final shove the guard hammers the entire nightstick up your ass. You can feel it up against your stomach, destroying your ass even more, and ensuring your boipusy will be able to take incredible lengths.

He lets out a cheer while the other guards groan and grumble about having to pay the wager.

The stick is ripped from your cunt, leaving you gaping, raw and in pain. It also leaves you feeling empty, and wanting to be filled again.

As they're going, leaving you still tied to the bed, they promise they'll be back soon to continue your destruction.

DOOM MISTRESS SESSION, GODLY HEEL INSERTION
TERROR PARADISE

I try to be good and behave within societal norms but I find it a struggle. I spend my lunch break walking around stores and all I can see is all the sexy fuckmeat.... I imagine pulling my cock out and stroking it only to have my hands pushed away and to have them use me. It doesn't even really matter who uses my cock as long as I get to goon and fulfill my purpose in life as a dumb fuck toy with a hard cock to use. It's all I can think about, I sit in my work truck most of the day stroking my cock more than actually working because that's all I truly want to do. I flirt with and most times I'm inappropriate with customers when I'm at their house or property. I make sexually suggestive jokes that most of the time border on the inappropriate side of things that would probably get me fired if it was ever reported. I've tried to repress this side of me but I can't and honestly don't really want to. It has actually gotten me attention from bored/lonely housewives in the middle of the day who tell me that their husbands don't look at or treat them as anything special anymore who've been craving physical attention and made to feel attractive. I've tried to be better than what I am but I can't. I fucking hate this website, how and who runs it are a bunch of miserable cunts who have deleted more profiles I can count for no apparent reason, but I always find myself coming back here because I can't find anyone in real life that can match my levels of perversion or depravity. I have relationships, I always try to be truthful and forthcoming about who I am and what I desire. The relationships I've had all start out the same after that conversation most tell me they're okay with how I am but before long my needs for physical contact become too much and they either leave or stay but pull away from our physical relationship which creates internal issues for me. I wish once in my life I could have the kind of relationship I truly desire/have been searching for but if I'm honest I'm not sure it actually exists and at this point I'm just about ready to give up on ever actually finding someone would actually fit in to any standard that I have or come close to it. I just feel like my desire and needs for physical/sexual attention won't ever be met at this point in life, maybe it's time to stop spending so much time and money trying/searching for what I dream of being the perfect relationship to just say fuck it and go alone. I feel like no one I've ever been with can match me sexually, some professed "nymphomaniacs" have come close but have always ended up tapping out when I feel like I'm just getting started. I don't know, I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm looking that's wrong. Maybe my needs for closeness and sexual attention are just too much for any one person and I'll never find someone who will truly satisfy me. Maybe I'm doomed to be an anonymous perv, always trolling the motherless website stroking my cock at inappropriate times daily thinking of all the sick and demented things I'd love to do to other or have them do to me, cumming multiple times daily but never truly satisfied. That's my life I guess, thank you if you actually read all this garbage and have a good day!

I confess I am so addicted to porn I have seriously fucked up my cock. dont laugh, it aint fun trying to fuck with this mangled thing. my wife has given up trying to suck it. im doomed.

I confess that faggots are sick & disgusting perverts. People who also support their nasty are doomed to hell. We are not suppose to condone "SIN". The faggots are the axis of "EVIL". They will be sorry for how they screwed up society.

They states are wrong to let them raise innocent kids. The faggots have enough problems without dragging innocent kids into their sickness. People "CHOSE" to be attracted to the same sex. But they think they should have "Special Protection".

Its also very selfish when people become queer. The people who have allowed the homos to get married & allowed them to do whatever they please. Will have to answer to god.

I just wish she said no. That she told our parents and didn't want it to continue. For years, every weekend it happened. I loved her. I still love her. Everyday I think about her, and it has been so long since our last encounter. This is the cross I bear, the curse i'm doomed with. I will never get over her. And never stop loving and lusting after her. My sister. The last thing she said to me was, You'll always be my brother. Fucking hell, some days are easier to take then others...This isn't one of them. She won't see me or talk to me anymore. Everytime I see a girl it brings back memories of what we had...I don't know what I will ever do to get over her. I love her and would do anything to be with her one last time.

The events of Sep. 11 2001 were the coolest thing I had ever seen. Planes flying into buildings, explosions, collapses, people jumping to their doom.. Now THAT's entertainment!

On top of it, people were freaking the fuck out, which was even more fun to watch. I still don't see why people get so uptight about it. 2 people die every single *second*, and those buildings were generally full of corporate/government scum that our country would be better off without.

This site has gone nuts. The moderators are choosing what can be posted based on what they like or prefer, as opposed to what is legal content. For instance, girls sucking and fucking dogs and horses, aok. Pictures of girls in swimsuits, not allowed!!!. It's like playing Russian Roulette. You never know what can be posted. They should just publish a list of the very narrow types of pictures and vids they will allow, "this site is for pictures of fat women, dog sex and S & M only, or anything we are in the mod for today".

Your "selective culture" site is doomed to go belly up simply because it is so annoying.

Motherless is doomed to fail because they're puppets to their asshole sponsors and big brother.

I confess that confessions used to be decent and over the past several months (or years, depending on how you look at it) it has devolved into a series of lame fantasy stories written by a bunch of illiterate assholes. My examples below sum up the major types of "confessions" being written and my response to them:

1.I'm an underage girl/boy sexually attracted (or having sexual relations) with my father/mother/cousin/brother/sister...

Shut the fuck up. No you're not.

2. I'm a mother/father who wants to teach my children/stepchildren about sex by actually performing a sexual act with them; or I just want to have sex with them.

Shut the fuck up. No you're not.

3. I just fucked my first dog.

Shut the fuck up. No you didn't.

I know that these situations can and do actually occur in real life and that some of these confessions are legit, but the vast majority of the crap on here is clearly written by a bunch a liars. What I hate the most is that really good confessions get lost in a sea of bullshit and they are getting hard to find.

This used to be a place where I could relate to others that have a dark side in their secret life. Now, mostly I see a bunch of preppy posers that think it's cool to pretend to be something that they are not. It's exactly analogous to how kids shop at Hot Topic to appear goth.

So, I implore that people stop writing if you don't actually have a real confession and just enjoy reading those that actually do.

There are approximately a dozen or so of you that write story after story of bullshit. If you were actually good writers, then you would be aware of the fact that everybody has a distinct style of writing much like the fingerprints on your hands. It is unmistakable. Just stop, please. I know you won't. I know when sites become like this, they are doomed for life and all the legit people disappear one by one. I'm just so fucking pissed about it this time because there isn't really any better alternative. They've all been overrun; most worse than motherless.

I must confess that i... am a failure at life.

I sleazed my way through School, i dont have many friends, and i cant even get a proper job. The only reason i've got a roof over my head, this lovely lappy i'm on, and food to eat is because i have the most understanding family ever. But that's a curse as much as it is a blessing.

They dont push me to succeed in life. They dont even seem to think about how in a year or two i'll be old enough to own a CHL(you're more adult at 21 than 18 y'know). They wont even do so much as to help me out with finding work. It's like they're completely okay with the fact that their son is failing to get out there and make a name for his self.

I've got brothers a plenty who fucked up their lives having kids, slinging dope, joining the military, and thus My parents are proud of me for not having done any of that. But that's just it. I've done NOTHING! And they're proud? D:

But it's not like i dont do my fair share to earn my place. I keep the house tidy, take care of two dogs, am there for a little brother, and other little things. But that puts me nowhere when i'm out on my own.

I'm trying hard to find work. I've been looking for months now, and i've gotten nothing. Not even a call back. And every oppertunity that was good, something usually got in the way. Car troubles, being too far away to afford to drive there, not knowing how to get there... stupid things. Granted both my Parents work hard every day to do keep us out of the red, i need some help sometimes :/

So i'm 19, and making no headway in life whatsoever. But i've got a loving family i know i can at least make myself useful to. But that makes me no less a failure. Failure, dead weight, fifth wheel, whatever you want to call it.

But one day i'll be out on my own in the world. God help me when that time comes >.<

But i cant give up. I wont. I'll try my hardest anyway even though i seem doomed to fail. I will remain strong, no matter what life throws at me. But that makes me no less a failure.

Thank god Motherless has these boards. It's the middle of the night and i can sob my heart out anonymously :D

Your Awakening .....Some of you need it. Hope this helps.

A time comes in your life when you finally get�when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out�ENOUGH1 Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on. Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.

This is your awakening.

You realize it�s time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to magically appear over the next horizon.

You realize that in the real world there aren�t always fairy tale endings, and that any guarantee of �happily ever after� must begin with you�and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.

You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are�and that�s OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions.

You learn the importance of loving and championing yourself�and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.

Your stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you � or didn�t do for you � and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.

You learn that people don�t always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and everything isn�t always about you.

So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself�and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.

You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties�and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.

You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.

You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you�ve outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with.

You learn that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a �consumer� looking for you next fix.

You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.

You learn that you don�t know everything, it�s not you job to save the world and that you can�t teach a pig to sing. You learn the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.

Then you learn about love. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You learn that alone does not mean lonely.

You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.

You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.

You learn that your body really is your temple. You begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drinking more water, and take more time to exercise.

You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.

You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you deserve, and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen.

More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You learn that no one can do it all alone, and that it�s OK to risk asking for help.

You learn the only thing you must truly fear is fear itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms.

You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.

You learn that life isn�t always fair, you don�t always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people�and you lean not to always take it personally.

You learn that nobody�s punishing you and everything isn�t always somebody�s fault. It�s just life happening. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.

You lean that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.

You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.

Then, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than you heart�s desire.

You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.

You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.

Finally, with courage in you heart, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can.

Why does anyone seriously believe that trolling, flaming, hating or whatever else you want to call posting responses with the intent of either upsetting someone or getting them to change effects anyone? If someone really was so emotionally weak that the comments of a complete stranger posted anonomously online would effect them theyd kill themselves before getting out of your average middle school! Seriously people, posting on the internet is shouting into the void, you might be looking for real answers to a question but we all know we arent gonna make a real lifestyle change based on what AwesomeDuDe3613 posted about our inability to spell ketchup. So to all the trolls no one is seriously upset by your bitting review of stating that our rendition of "twinkle twinkle little star" on the kazoo lacked heart because you were not moved to tears. To those or you that really are effected by it i ask this.....why? And how do you manage to continue to get up in the morning coping with your fear that someone on planet earth might not like you? To those of your that are still reading this thanks! But why? really? we all know its true and quite frankly this is a god damn porn site, if you thought i was gonna say something thought provoking you have an enourmous amount of faith in humanity. What still here? Ummmm ok....guess i shouldnt dissappoint.....um oh! If a man cannot motivate himself he is doomed to mediocrity, no matter how impressive his other talents. How was that? Deep huh? Yeeeeah think on that a while....please dont hate me *sarcastic sob*

on my so called new look profile i have 3 pages of galleries but only the first one works when i try to access page 2 or 3 i am taken to somebody called "arry" my own galleries have disappeared, lots of comments (mostly bad) about new lay out but where are the mods we need answers dont stick your heads up your arse, get out here and tell us what is happening or this site is doomed

Feb. 2009 Obama's "Stimulus" plan passes at an inital cost to taxpayers of $787 billion.

Dec. 2010 Obama rejects the report given to him by his own self-appointed bipartisan Debt Commission, which called for drastic spending cuts.

Jan. 2011 Obama proposes yet more Federal programs to add to the national debt, over and above the current .40 out of every $1 (source: Fox News) that goes to pay for his debt.

Feb. 2011 Obama submits his budget which drastically increases his own spending & would plunge the U.S. into further debt. His budget is defeated with all 97 members of the Senate voting against it (source CNN).

March 2011 It is revealed that Obamacare is loaded with $105 BILLION in hidden special interest spending (source: Washington Post). Which is why Pelosi wanted to, "pass it so we can find out what's in it."

Now that Obama has racked up more Federal debt then all 43 previous Pres. combined (source Wall Street Journal & CNS news), he is stomping his feet, threatening that the elderly may not get their Social Security checks (which by the way is THEIR money, not his) unless he gets the debt ceiling raised (which SEN. Obama was against!), and gets major tax increases.

The whole point of this thread is that "Hope & Change" is really the same old liberal "tax & spend" bullshit. Those of us with brains & a knowledge of history knew long before he was elected that all of his give aways of tax money was planned so that he could plunge the country into debt in the trillions and try to FORCE moderates and conservatives to raise taxes drastically to support the explosion of government.

Harry Truman said, "The only thing new in the world is the history that you don't already know". Well Obama, since you didn't learn a damn thing from last fall's election landslide... you're going to be doomed to a Jimmy Carter legacy of being a one term pres.

i just had a colostomy (medical reason) and i'm single, am i doomed in the sex department.. or what?

I confess it,

I as a girl.. can't stand black or dark colored people.

A: they frighten me, not because of how they look, but due to the aura of crime and bad reputation they have.
B: the way they talk.. seriously? is that a language? seems like they are Gagging all the time.
C: they contribute NOTHING to our society.. like 1 in ten people actually work and pay taxes.. while the rest uses OUR tax money to fly over their illegal relatives.
D: their freaking religion. Altough most of those colored people are christian.. (which is good) I can't stand muslim people!
WE don't go to your countries and build freaking churches and protest for more catholic rights... SO why the fuck do you think we should allow all your ancient and barbaric traditions in our countries. Stop invading us!!
E: ROBES AREN't freaking clothing.. let lone beards.. WTF.. Beards!! this is the 21st century.. and they fucking smell!!
F: I don't trust them.. I don't I don't.. I wouldn't want to sit next to one one FREAKING PLANE.. bus.. or even fucking bench in a park.
Look it up.. their so called 'religion' states they can 'kill' every non-believer in the name of 'allah'
G: Black people... fucking black people... why the fuck would any SANE girl wanna date a black guy? their dick size?
C'mon... it's the only thing they have because they lack freaking BRAIN power, and intellect.
The majority are drop-outs.

H: Just look at the home lands of these people.. all the lands in africa.. war.. killings... Everything that is run by black people is doomed to fail.. military regimes as government? Seriously? Or freaking pakistan.. and afghanistan?
And YES.. we white people also killed a gazillion people in the past DEAL WITH IT.
But these were World wars fought with the industrial power of white people... and fights to conquer new lands (colonial age) and expand.. and freedom.(revolutions) not freaking civil genocides by black people, wanting to reign their piece of dirt. or tribe wars.. and all fought with stuff we people made.. because colored people
contribute nothing to society.. they only use our stuff.

Anyhow.. Call me what you like..
Call me racist.. I don't freaking care'.. a stupid 'name' tag made by freaking colored people.
At least these are facts.. I'm a lot of things.. but I'm not a phony.

Well.. I said it.
Back to being normal.. All the rage is out. Yay!

I confess, I am almost positive the majority of y'all lie. There is no way 99% of this is true. And, if I am wrong, 'muricah is doomed.

That Mexican fuck face is MX a Nicro fag administrator. By the way Dewez is doomed.

Babe gets Doom'd

Call me slow, but I've just realised that the US is being run by a guy named Barry.

Yawl are doomed.

I haven't slept in 5 days. And most likely I won't be able to sleep for another 2 days. In average I sleep only on 5-7 days per month. It has become a huge problem. The reason is people and the noises they make. I can't sleep at the slightest fucking noise. Problem is that there is no quiet place in this world if you don't want to move into the fucking desert. Sleeping pills don't work, neither do drugs. I guess I'm doomed. Can one die from insomnia?

GERMANY 1944 - A MOM-DAUGHTER STORY OF SEX AND VIOLENCE

Paola, the chief interrogator for Himmler’s SS, was the perfect example of that. She had no limits to her depravity. No loyalty even to her family would stop her from following the orders of her Nazi masters. It was rumored that she was once one of Himmler’s own mistresses. She may have been too hard even for him. Two bodies of young beautiful victims were once seen being dragged out of the Himmler’s bedroom after Paola had had her fun with them. Both were gutted from crotch to sternum. A sign of torture all over their bodies and obviously torture was focused on their genital area. This was her reputation but could even she be as demonic as what she was accused of doing to her own daughter?

As a test of her loyalty, Paola was told that her daughter was seen talking with resistance leaders and was suspected of being a spy. He wanted to know the truth and if the daughter was a traitor did that mean that the mother was too? The best way to find out was to have Paola do the interrogation.

Paola had her daughter, Daniela, dragged to her basement interrogation area. Her henchmen had the young girl tied up her arms over her head wrist tied to a ring in the ceiling.

Paola was alone with her. She simply asked her daughter if the rumors were true and Daniela of course denied it. This response pleased Paola because she now had a reason to torture her own daughter.

She started by showing Daniela a foot long sharp knife. She held it up to the girl’s face and enjoyed watching the terror in the young girl’s eyes. Paola pressed the knife to Daniela’s belly then under her shirt she ripped up tearing the shirt in half, exposing her daughter’s firm young breasts. The girl screamed and pleaded ‘how can you do this to me, mother?’ That was all music to Paola’s ears.

“Because I like it” she said.

Her daughter’s nipples were hard and pointed due to fear no doubt. Paola pressed the sharp end of the knife under her daughter’s right nipple. She could feel the slight pressure and then a shape pain as the edge cut into the little nipple and caused a small amount of blood to seep out. The girl screamed. Paola laughed. “Just tell me the truth and all this will stop. You have been seeing some traitors to your country have you not?”

Daniela denied it and screamed “no”. With that Paola simply pulled the knife blade up and in one smooth move cut her daughter’s right nipple off at the base. The nipple flew off and landed on the floor and Daniela screamed in pain, fear and despair. Her own mother had just disfigured her and insured that she would never suckle a baby at that breast or feel a lover suck on that perfect tip on her tit.

“The truth now, Daniela?” Paola said.

Daniela almost fainted and shook her head no.

Paola suddenly stabbed her in the belly an inch below her belly button right though her cotton trousers. The foot long knife slid right into her tight teenaged belly and ended only when the hilt pressed against her skin. She twisted the knife to the left then the right. She watched her daughter squirm and twist her body trying to move back but her tied wrist held her in place. “Wrong answer baby.” The evil Paola showed no emotion other than pleasure as she worked at painfully killing her own daughter. She would prove her loyalty to Himmler. She yanked the knife out of her daughters belly and a spray of blood followed. A loud ‘umph’ grunted out of Alessandra’s throat.

Paola pulled down Daniela’s pants and her panties. Leaving her naked and a steam of blood flowed down her belly and into her sparse pubic hair.

Paola took the bloody knife and ran the point up and down Daniela’s bush, gently scrapping it though her nether hair, not cutting her but terrorizing her in the process. The point ran over her daughter’s tinny clit and then down between her cunt lips to her virginal opening. She very carefully inserted the knife into Daniela’s cunthole. She was careful not to cut her inner walls but slid the knife deep up inside her daughter’s twat. Half way up the length of the blade.

At this point Paola was so excited that she did not care about the truth of the interrogation she only thought about the thrill of the fact that she was about to continue to torture and kill her own daughter.

Daniela was crying and begging and denying but none of that would stop Paola. She pulled the knife out a few inches then suddenly she shoved the knife way up deep into Daniela’s cunthole. She pulled the knife half way out and thrust it deeply back into her belly through the vaginal sleeve. She was knife fucking Daniela. Blood poured from between Daniela’s legs. Paola stood back to enjoy the sight. She saw the knife sticking out of her daughter’s cunthole. It was right up to the hilt buried deep into the young girl cunt.

Daniela was beyond protest. She screamed and wiggled her body twisting around taking the hard knife up her snatch.

Paola then pulled the knife up. The sharp blade cut her clit in half and then her bladder, intestines, through her belly button until it stopped at her sternum. Paola watched as the new cunt slit she created up her own daughter’s body spilled her intestines all over the floor.

She looked into Daniela’s pretty eyes as they looked at her in confusion and fear and then faded to a glassy stare as the life left Daniela’s body.

Paola reached under her short dress and fingered her own cunt to a full satisfying orgasm.

What Paola did not know was that she was doomed to her own deadly fate regardless of that occurred in her attempt get her daughter’s confession. I was the one who would give her that gift.

Paola now lay back, still splattered with her daughter’s blood. She pulled out a long cigarette lit it and took a deep breath. She felt satisfied and complete. She was wearing a black leather outfit. Paola still wore her German coat with the symbols of Nazi Germany resplendent on the epilates on her shoulder and the swastika on the arm band. She wore matching panties and bra. A swastika emblazed right over the crotch of her leather panties. As she reviewed the killing in her mind, she found her hand wandering around her body touching her breasts and then down her belly to the spot she favored between her legs. She slid her hand under the tiny bikini bottom and felt the sparse dark hairs between her legs over her mound until she reached her long smooth wet little slit. She thought of the knife shoved up her daughter’s twat and rubbed her clit again. She circled the little knob over her hood and slipped the side of the panties aside and slid in a finger from her other hand. She began to slowly fuck her cunthole as she manipulated her throbbing clit with the other hand.

That’s how Sabrina found her. Sabrina stood at the door way. Paola was oblivious of her presence. Sabrina watched as the smoke from the cigarette drifted up from Paola’s open mouth to ring over her head. Her legs were spread wide. The crotch of her Nazi uniform panties was pushed to the side showing her naked pussy, so wet and dripping and pink as her fingers raced in and out and her other hand rubbed her sensitive clit.

Sabrina hated Paola not because of Paola’s sadism since Sabrina was trying to outdo her on that point. She hated her because Paola had risen so far of the power chain and Sabrina being so young would have to wait a long while, as long as Paola lived, before she could take that position.

Sabrina walked into the room and got on her knees between Paola’s legs before Paola suddenly perceived that she was there. “Oh, Sabrina, what a surprise are you hungry girl? If so you may have desert first.” She spread her legs wider and pulled the panties crotch band further apart so that her spread open cunt slit was so evident. Taking both hands, Paola spread her lips apart showing the wet pink interior glistening with the juices she had just brought forth.

“Have a lick, girl.”

Sabrina tipped her head down and licked the full length of Paola’s sweet slit form her taint to the clit and back down again.

Paola threw her head back mouth open smoke enveloping her head and smiled. She grabbed the girl’s head and pulled Sabrina into her crotch forcing her twat against the teenagers face. She rubbed her cunt all over Sabrina’s face loving the dirty feeling it gave her. She then took her cigarette and quickly placed the flaming head on the back of Sabrina’s head. Sabrina’s scream was muffled since her mouth was pressed so tight against Paola’s crotch. Paola came at that moment. Her whole body tingled and jerked as she humped the girl’s face and pressed the hot tip of the cigarette into the back of the girl’s neck. A torrent of fluid flowed over Sabrina’s sweet face.

Sabrina managed to pull back breaking Paola’s grip. She sat back on her knees. Her butt on her heals. Her hand went to her burned neck. There were tears in her eyes. “Why the fuck did you do that, auntie?”

Paola answered, “Because it felt good to me to do it. It is a learning experience for you my little slut niece. By the way dear, I would not complain if I was you. I just killed your cousin, my own daughter. “She then laughed at the surprised expression on the little girl’s face.

“Yes she is hanging in the next room with my knife shoved up her cunt. I was thinking that a matching pair of knife fucked teenaged cunts would look nice in my photo album. You do look a lot alike. Stand up and take off your clothes or I’ll kill you right now.”

Sabrina quickly stood and just as quickly stripped off her clothes. Paola looked her body over up and down and admired the small pert tits with their stiff nipples pointed at the sky. She had a small tight belly slimming down to a prominent pubic mound covered with some light blond hair. Her cunt was almost invisible it was so small and had such a tight slit but her clit was visible at the top, much larger than normal.

Paola stood up and suddenly grabbed the girl between the legs and squeezed the delicate cunt with her right hand. She then dug in her nails on either side of the lips and pressed.

“I could rip your little snatch off with my hand before you could move. I know you don’t like me so it will not bother me a bit to ‘de-cunt’ you. Spread your legs child I think I will taste you instead. I am a fickle woman. “

The girl did as she was told and Paola expertly ate her twat. Sabrina came in Paula’s face. Paola licked up all the cum from Sabrina’s little pussy and gave her large clit a few extra sucks to get it all. She then bit the girls clit so hard that she cut it in half with her teeth stepping back to watch Sabrina’s reaction.

This was to scream again and again her hands went to her bleeding torn clit.

Paola stood there her legs open her uniform shirt bristling in all its Nazi glory. Her legs spread and the swastika between her legs twisted in such a way that her wet pussy was exposed and still dripping. She threw back her head and laughed again.

Sabrina noted the distraction in the evil yet beautiful woman. Just as Paola’s eyes returned to her, Sabrina reached over to Paola’s side table. She grabbed a stiletto left carelessly on that table. She quickly thrust it up and into Paola’s firm mound. Paola’s mouth opened in shock, surprise and pain. Sabrina followed up with an upward thrust ripping Paola’s mound open penetrating her bladder and spilling blood and urine on the floor before Paola could even scream.

Sabrina stepped back leaving the knife stuck deep in Paola’s belly. It looked obscene like a large black cock sticking out of Paola’s cuntmound.

Paola looked down and instinctively grabbed the handle she tried to pull it out but the pain intensified. She staggered backward still gripping the handle of the knife stuck deep in her lower belly.

Sabrina looked around and found another object. It was a curved sword of a Mideast origin. She grabbed it and ran at Paola again and again aimed at her crotch. She shoved the sword right up Paola’s cunthole deep to her womb.

This time Paola screamed and fell back on the floor.

Sabrina had let go of the sword too and watched as Paola withered on the floor one hand on each instrument of death sticking from her ruined crotch. Her clit had been cut directly in two by the sharp edge of the sword as traveled up her body into her womb.

Sabrina felt her orgasm building even though her own clit had nearly been severed by Paola’s teeth. She was about to cum watching her aunt die in agony and humiliation.

She got down on her knees next to Paola’s face. “How does that feel in your cunt Aunt?”

Paola was in terrible pain, she knew she would bleed out if she didn’t get help right away. But her hatred for her niece was stronger than her fear or her pain. She reached behind her back as her niece was focused on Paola’s pain ridden face, and touched the handle of the knife hidden under the band of the back of her leather panties.

“Look what you did to me you bitch. How could you do that to your own family?” Paola ironically screamed.

Sabrina took her at her word and turned her head actually turning her body. With her head just over Paula’s belly and her eyes staring at the blood pouring out of Paola’s crotch she said “yes I see what I did and it is absolutely beautiful. Too bad you can’t see the steel deep in your cunt.” She laughed but not for long.

Paola’s hand came from behind her back and thrust the knife into the left side of Sabrina’s ribs. The six inch knife when right between two ribs and stuck deep into the teenager’s heart. Sabrina felt the stab and the pain and knew she was a dead girl. She was defeated at the last second of her victory.

Sabrina’s body collapsed over her aunt. She died in seconds.

Paola’s body guard finally heard the commotion that made him think this was not the usual torture session of his mistress. He then ran into the room and saw the terrible mess in front of him.

Paola sighed with relief. Her wounds, as terrible as they felt, would not kill her if her trusted guard would get her to a doctor and save her.

He ran over and saw the opportunity he so often wished for and took advantage of it.

“Mistress I’ve always wanted to rape you and kill you but now your cunt is too messed up to do that. I might cut my dick if I fucked your evil cunt” he laughed, “but there is an alternative” he said as he unzipped, his large Nazi cock popped out. He also took his army issue knife out. He grabbed Paola’s hair and wrapped it around his cock and started jerking off on Paola’s face using her hair as a sort of lubricant. He held the knife to her neck and when he came, shooting hot sticky cum all over Paola’s face and in her hair, and he shoved the knife deep into the side of Paola’s throat severing her jugular. Blood shot out all over and mixed with the cum on her lips her cheeks, her hair and her neat Nazi jacket.

Paola was dead, humiliated, a sword up her cunt and deep into her womb, a knife in her sex mound and covered in the seamen of her favorite trusted body guard. Good help is hard to find even in Nazi Germany in 1944.

is it true that if youre a GUY and you dont have SEX with WOMEN, that your BALLSACK gets HUGE from not shoting your load inside a womans pussy???
is THAT True????

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ALSO....... why is the word P R E S I DENT starred out?? same thing happens when you say A I R - F O R C E - ONE (or post a pic of AIR FORCE ONE)
wtf???????????

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also........ why are there sooooooooo many fucking NIGGERS ON PLANET EARTH???...
MOTHER FUCKING GODDAMN FUCKING NIGGERS!!!!!!!!

AND.......THESE SAME NIGGERS ARE ON SEC 8, AND WELFARE, AND BREEDING LITTLE NIGGLETS!!!!! WTF??????

EARTH IS DOOMED!!!!!!!!!
GAS PRICES GOING UP, NOBODY HAS ANY $$$, THE POORER KEEP GETTING POOR AND THE RICHER KEEP ON GETING RICHER....

Well how about i just SHOOT MY LOAD all over the Rich MOTHER FUCKER and steal their $$$ and give it to the poor!!!!!!!!

like i said...
EARTH IS DOOMED!!!!!!!!

i've decided to become a white supremist. the USA was once a great and powerful nation build by white people of European decent and now it's in decline and on the brink of collapse because people of color (Niggers, Gooks, Greasers and mixed race mongrels like Obama) are becoming the majority and sucking America dry. the only escape plan is to go to a prosperous European country thats not afraid to limit the non-white population. America is doomed. Canada is next!

I confess I don't know what to do with my wife. She went from 150 to 300 lbs in 10 yrs of marriage and I am grossed out at the thought of any kind of sex with her. She can't even reach her twat to shave anymore. Looks like a blind man took clippers to a Pomeranian. She is insanely insecure so any time I try to help her lose weight it ends in a fight. She's tried but failed many times. I would leave her ass but we have a 5 year old kid who I adore and she would get half my paycheck. Plus she is medicated with clinical depression so I'm afraid if I left her it would send her into a breakdown.

Am I doomed?