Stories written by

Killing Cupid

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It was an amazing feeling of freedom. Not the kind of freedom a slave should be allowed to experience. I couldn’t breathe and everything went dark.
5,006
9/30/20
We’re just watching a giant Annie and a really huge Daddy Jake playing with the demon. I kind of feel a little sorry for the demon. --- Daddy Jake is in ‘Thor’ mode. Heaven is even afraid of him when he’s like that. Check out his bulge.
6,721
9/30/20
Then… I guess I’ll marry you. Just make sure you include the ‘torture’ clause in our vows. And, you better torture me with pure love. None of the 'princess' torture.
10,140
9/29/20
I shouldn’t be alive. I stepped through the wall and no one was there for me. No one. I was alone.
2,973
9/29/20
A boy with nothing to die for and without a reason to live.
2,936
9/28/20
Goodbye beer and weed. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
3,425
9/27/20
"We need a picture of Ruff with his new master.” --- I guess that was the moment it became official. Ruff sat proudly in front of me and that made me smile.
4,992
9/27/20
I liked being fucked by the dogs. They were a lot nicer than the assholes that used to fuck me. Come to think of it, the Doberman did lick my face afterward.
5,239
9/27/20
Holy fuck. That feels good. What are we supposed to do with pussies? --- What do you usually do with a pussy? Eat it and fuck it.
2,327
9/27/20
Not a little kiss. A passionate kiss with tongue. Forget the train tracks analogy. Keir spewed his beer and I sat there stunned. I swear we saw someone press the little red button to set off an atomic bomb.
5,248
9/27/20