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by
Lorien Ray
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October 11 - October 15, 2025
Please make sure you read the triggers before you continue. If any of them upset you in any way, please do not continue. They are not listed in any specific order. Your mental health matters! Kidnapping Masturbation: Discussion and practice Strong sexual situations Serial Killers: Discussion and Practice Murder Dismemberment of body parts Decapitation Masturbation with a corpse Stalking Dangerous obsession Primal play Blood play Breaking and entering Gore Domestic violence Infidelity Mention of drug abuse Stalking on social media Talks of mental health Knife Play Alcohol use Praise kink
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“Murder is not just a crime of lust or violence. It becomes a possession. They are part of you…[the victim] becomes a part of you and you [two] are forever one…and the grounds where you kill them or leave them become sacred to you, and you will always be drawn back to them.” -Ted Bundy
I have someone new to look at. Maybe look isn’t the right word. Gawk? No, that isn’t it either. How about studying intensely until I know everything about her? Yes, that seems more fitting at this point. How does the song go? “I can’t take my eyes off of you.”
I am officially obsessed, and I’ve created this unhealthy addiction to someone I have only seen in pictures.
My knife goes into his eye socket so easily. I move it around, creating a tiny slit, making the removal easier. Using my blade, I carefully remove the other eye. His dark brown orbs come out so easily, reminding me of removing a soft-boiled egg from the hard shell.
First, pulling myself out through the open space, then I work myself from the base to the top of the head with every heavy breath I hear coming from her direction, moving along with her movements.
Alan, you broke into her apartment without her know and are now watching her please herself while listening to your voice and secretly jerking it off in the corner where she can’t see you….🔥🔥🔥🔥
“You don’t get to touch me!” she yells. I scoff as she tries her best to remove her wrist from my grip. “Why not? Everybody else fucking does!” I pull her in closer. “I am going to make you touch me, Ashley. You... Ashley, you are going to crave every fucking minute of it. You understand me?” I lean down with my mouth just above her ear. She struggles and gets out of my grasp. She runs towards the front door of our large house.
You never truly know the concept of deadweight until you’re holding your wife’s lifeless body in your arms.

