Putrid-X Group

Monotomy

2008-06-19T14:35:00.003+01:00

my brain is raw and sore,
like its being gouged by a raptors claw
thirsty for a light,
anything to feel a little more bright
opening up the bedroom blinds, reality is I’m still confined
shovelling in my breakfast,
choking,
wondering how long it’ll last
holding up a brave face
just needing someone to embrace
gota keep smiles through my tears
hope through my fears….

Work Do

2007-09-05T10:01:00.000+01:00

me: Guildwars Kyle, oh yesss
Kyle: no sam dont play at all

i wont be coming home and playing, im staying at my bosses house tonight for a work do.

saves me having to pay for cabs and crap

me: Don't be a dick Kyle.

me: You don't want to stay there, you will be just getting off to sleep then all of a sudden the lights will come on and you will be surrounded by all the guys from your office, viciously pumping their throbbing huge dicks in their hands looking at you grinning and dribbling while you are curled up in your sleeping bag all sweaty on the floor.

Sent at 09:35 on Wednesday

Kyle: lmao ahsgdouiyhaer78

me: Then your boss will come from the back of the crowd of men with the biggest dick of all. He will instruct two of your coworkers to hold you down in your sleeping bag so your arms are trapped inside, then he will straddle you and start rubbing his huge red bulging wet helmet all over your lips.

Kyle: fucking brilliant

LMFAO AHAHAHD8

dont sam im gonna die of laughter

me: Then he will vomit onto your face and as you gasp for air, force his 3 foot meat rocket all the way down your throat into your lungs.

Fucking your lungs until he shoots his load into them and you can feel hot come and blood curdling up into your throat ahahiptwet2tgeher

kyle: ahahdw732grhyhjweb fh ohhh fucking hell thats so funny i cant stop laughing

Sent at 09:39 on Wednesday

kyle: you should post that on the blog

me: Then he gets down close to your face and strokes your cheek softly, smiling at you, then knee-drops you right in the nose really hard and fast and your nose and face shatter and explode everywhere, spraying come, blood and bone all over your coworkers faces.

kyle: lmfao ahahhafyuhu8794 ffffuuuucjckkckjsdiofcoir

Sent at 09:43 on Wednesday

me: Then in the heat of the moment they all get so excited by the blood and mess that they all jump onto your squirming body and just stick their dicks into anything they can, jamming them into you smashed face and you rib cage, your throat and your asshole, then one of the other guys flips you over onto your side and jams his fingers right down your japseye and pulls one of your bollocks out of it then eats it.

All of them just fucking your body everywhere until finally they all come inside you and your body fills up like a big balloon and you explode into a huge pile of shitty bloody spunk ahahowqrqr

That's right kyle.
So are you going to play some Guild Wars tonight or not?

The Boss

2007-08-29T12:27:00.000+01:00

Tramp: Im playing guildwars kyloe
Im the best
Sent at 12:04 PM on Wednesday

me: "i dnt like it when you play these games during work hours sam its just not professional so im afriad your fired" The Boss as young sam likes to call him says "before you leave sam theres a final procedure we have to do to finalize ur leaving" Sam looks baffled at why the boss is foaming at the mouth, he lunges for sams silky long hair grabbing it hard and putting him across the table....The boss begins to laugh very loud and crazy like "ahahahhgdh78ew47ghabdf" sam struggles but it's no use, sam turns his head to see an enormous cock coming right for his arse...the boss continues to laugh "ahahahuidhhe7f8hfw i've been waiting for this you little fucking son of a bitch ahahahahhaa rrrrraaaaaghhhhhh" sam screams in an almighty agony "aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhgggghhhhh". The massive cock tears through sams A-Hole inch by inch splitting skin, blood and sweat pouring from the edges, the boss still laughing, enjoying every moment. Sams in massive pain and doesn't know what to do he tries to struggle free again but it's no use the huge member has him locked in for good......To Be Continued.......
Sent at 12:24 PM on Wednesday

Tramp: lmfao!"TRWEHETj
me: now thats one for the blog im fucking amazing ahahasduih98h

Tramp: That was beautiful

me: i couldn't stop laughing the whole time i was typing that

Tramp: Fucking excellent ahah;we
I enjoyed that, thank you kyle

me: it's not finished yet...to be continued sam
Sent at 12:26 PM on Wednesday

Maroon

2007-08-22T13:51:00.003+01:00

{Introduction.Introjection}

She always said I was quieter than the rest.
They would discuss their interests, talk about picture box shows and jest over simple things.
Watching them reminded me of nature documentaries viewed in my fathers presence, showing a gathering of tatty desert hyenas biting tough skin from the corpse of zebra or slain Impala antelope. Obviously the fallen animal would be a metaphorical representation of the subject they were discussing at the noted time, completely irrelevant of course but somehow important to me. Studying the simplicity of their conversations, the way the words would just fall from their mouths and a discussion would form, almost blooming for them, left me feeling envious and obscure, yet at the same time exceedingly repulsed.

The conversation would die a drawn death like the last tinges of red on a tampon or the final breath of relief exiting a torture victims shredded throat, then I would step in.
Introducing myself as any random name, box of cigarettes and cheap plastic lighter in one hand, a stomach churning brightly coloured cocktail in the other, the lengths I must go to for a good night out.

Approaching a table of women as a straight man is suicide from the start.
Accentuate movement and vocal patterns?
Dance like a flaccid penis on a running machine?
Get these things down and your on the guestlist with an all access pass and a fluorescent orange badge reading 'tell me your innermost secrets while your licking my scrotum and I'm fucking your underage sister'.
Battling through the evening pretending to know what they are talking about is the hard part, trying not to focus on just one but making sure you maintain interest in all of them, even the disgusting one who no one likes but managed to find a way of tagging along anyway. Bring her into the conversation as much as possible, make them all feel warmed by your presence. It makes no difference which one of them takes your interest, they are all just bitch-meat and bones.
When you go to the toilet make a point of leaving your car keys, wallet and phone in plain sight. In your wallet a healthy wad of cash and a picture of you with your family. Your phones background picture? Something bright, flowers, animals or friends. They will check.
Make sure while on your visit to the bathroom that you give them a little extra time to check your bait over thoroughly. This will work wonders for you later in the evening. Remember, we are trying to earn their trust here, not make them wet.

After the initial introduction and baiting I had earned enough trust to buy them a round of drinks asking one of them to join me at the bar, first of all to help me transport the drinks (4 in this case, I would be sticking to just the one cocktail as I am driving and don't want to raise any hint of danger, they scare like young rabbits) and second of all as a sign that I am not about to drug any of them, making sure I am open in all aspects. Most of these girls wouldn't even think twice, but you get the few sensible ones, this is just a precautionary measure as after all, I wouldn't be planning on going home without a trophy.
The night goes on until eventually boredom sets in and a change of scenery is necessary. I step forward as the nights saviour and invite the baked teenagers back to my house. "Nothing crazy, just some light food, drinks and maybe a film" while jingling car keys in an inviting fashion. More inviting than the cold walk home anyway.
Piling them into the car like a flock of flapping seagulls I would find it hard to remove the smirk from my face, the satisfaction in knowing that I have outsmarted them. That I am better than them in every way, and they will never have the chance to become anything more than what they are now.
I would use this opportunity to put some mindless club drivel on the vehicles audio projection unit, of course choosing from the very mixed selection of music to meet the needs of the current passengers. You need to make sure you have something for everyone, because you just don't know who you might be picking up next do you?

Parking in my drive, lowering the sound as not to attract any attention to myself or my goods, I check around to make sure there are no passers by that may take note of us. All being clear we make our way into the house and I direct them to the living room, handing the remote ordering device for the visual display box (which I had recently mounted upon the wall with some brackets that were a nightmare to track down, I found it made the room look much bigger with it that way) and pointing them to the vast visual disc collection on the opposing side of the room. "You choose and I shall fix some food and drinks" I say on the way to the kitchen.
Reaching in to the vegetable bin at the bottom of the fridge I pull out the plastic zip bag and select my finest flunitrazepam. (I like my pills to be chilled, it makes them feel somehow clean) then slip them into my pocket ready for the evenings festivities.
Pre-prepared sushi is pulled from the fridge and arranged on a large rectangle plate, I think it was made for ciabatta bread or something similar but it fits my needs. Using two spoons seated inside one another I powder the tablets, then, raising the assorted fish and vegetable layer on top of the rice base, sprinkle a delicate amount of the 8mg (I continue to hunt down the 2mg pills instead of the readily available singles, also through some hard searching managed to find some without that disgusting blue pigment they deem so essential nowadays) between the layers, ensuring that the arrangement stays natural to the eye, again not essential but a nice touch I like to think. The remaining powder I disperse in a quarter full bottle of Malibu, shake, then walk through to the lounge placing it on the table with a bottle of diet coke and a jug of fresh orange juice (I actually use Tesco Value orange as it is particularly impressive, I suggest you try it if you have not already) followed by the sushi, with a sprinkling of jasmine around the edge of the plate and a coriander cutting in one corner just for decoration. Then it would just be a case of waiting, taking a fair amount of time for the effects to hit home as the intake is spread and inconsistent compared to the 12-15 minute roofie drop. But it is better this way, they don't realise what is happening, they just drop off the edge of existence slowly and fall into a dreamlike state, utterly powerless to do, say or stop anything. I relish in this thought for a few moments then get straight to work.

Undressing them one by one I would make quick work of, not paying any particular attention to them as such, treating this as a required task much like a butcher skinning a cow, although a little less violent....... A little.

The table in my living room stands surrounded by only three chairs. This was something I had thought about earlier in the evening, almost immediately in fact, wondering whether it was going to be necessary for me to get rid of one new item, but my greed took priority and I ended up with four so I would have to improvise.

Seating each of them in a chair then placing the last onto the table proved to be a tough task but once their legs and arms were bound they stayed in place nicely. By this time they were starting to moan a little, sometimes making sounds that represented words, other times just a gurgling, very sweet on all accounts I must say, but then again that may be just the mother in me.

Coming.............................

Easy

2007-08-21T15:39:00.000+01:00

Rabie ridden,
Hidden, Forbidden.
Come in my friend......Spare quid to spend?

Not familiar with Bucket and Spade?
Or is it
You've just never been Laid?

Don't ask me, after all...I'm the one, being paid.

Ear Fuck

2007-08-21T11:26:00.001+01:00

The 14 year old girl has just given birth to her first baby.
Blood smothering the once virgin girls legs and a smell of just born kittens fills the room from her fetid placenta.
The baby lay on the table between the girls scrawny legs, the two doctors standing just above her head, smiling and laughing, begin to tie her arms to the back rest. ahahahahhahahhasuiafheui....The doctors shriek with fucked up laughter, the girl can't move her hands or legs.
One doctor picks up the baby and starts jamming it back into her bloody, destroyed cunt, thrusting hard the baby doesn't even have a chance to scream, its head plunged deep inside.
Snap as the spine rips through her insides, spilling blood everywhere, it comes gushing out through her slit all over the doctors hard unsheathed cock.
The girl is so shocked, she can barely scream from the immense pain.... Both doctors go to the girls head and start thrusting their rock hard cocks into her ear holes ajkdshfiu... Pushing in as deep as possible until they meet so hard and fast in her head that they bend and tear.ahahahaduiyasydubiujbye I can't write anymore it's making me laugh too much ahahahhshasudihiuh

In time. Things shall appear.

2007-08-20T17:05:00.000+01:00

-You shall see-
.With your eyes.
.These things are nothing.
.But honest lies.
.Deprived.
.Mistreated.
.Exiled.
-Excreted-
.Gnawing on her lifeless thighs.
.Warm red spewing.
.Teetering.
.Member hardens.
-Sinking in-
.Muscle splits.
.Tissue tethers.

"It's okay slut"
"We're together"