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Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI am no stranger to gangbang rape porn. I am known as an anal slut. Men have been giving me hardcore ass fuckings since I was a teen girl. Fisting-done that. Anal gangbangs-done that. Huge objects up my ass-done that too. What I have not done, well not done often, are female gangbangs. I was traded to a group of women to settle a debt for my stepson. He often gets coke and smack from this bad ass biker bitch. I am more her fancy than he is, so he cannot trade his cock for coke. But he can trade his whore stepmom. Not my first time with her, but this was the first time there were a bunch of other women with her too. This was some sort of initiation for them. It could have been worse. It could have been snuff porn. Instead, I had to endure a bunch of newbie biker chicks sodomizing my ass to get their badge of honor. It was something I would see in an episode of Sons of Anarchy. I was high, but not high enough. Women are crueler to other women than men are to women. They fisted my ass repeatedly. They spit in my ass and even poured their dirty beers with cigarette butts in them down my gaped asshole. It got me drunk. It made me feel like such a gutter slut. By the time these dyke bitches were done with me, you could see through my ass and out my mouth. I was that gaped open. Man, I could barely walk to my car and sure as hell could not sit on the seat. I was fucked up. I called my stepson. I mean he got me into this mess. That was a bad idea. Him and his friends just fucked my gaped asshole some more.


Sometimes, I am Lucky to Survive Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornThis is what I look like after ass rape porn. My ass was destroyed on the weekend. My stepson had some friends over for fireworks. It started to rain midway through their fun and they needed something to entertain them. They were high as fuck and in the mood to destroy something. Since I am just a druggy whore stepmom, he decided they should destroy me. I saw them looking at me like hungry wolves, so I ran. I was not strong enough to fight them off or fast enough to out run them. They tackled me in the backyard. As drunk as they were, I was lucky all they did was use me like a gangbang rape porn star. They took turns sodomizing and fisting my ass. They shoved beer bottles in my ass and pussy too. They would shake the bottles, flip the cap off and shoot the beer off in my holes making me intoxicated quickly. I begged for some coke, but my stepson was not being generous. The rain stopped, and I was grateful. At least I was grateful for 30 minutes until it rained again, and they returned their focus on me. This time, they had fireworks in their hands. Roman candles are what they fucked my ass with, along with some other big looking fireworks. I prayed they just fucked me. If they lit anyone of them, I might die or forever be ruined. I was threatened with lighters. I had to act like I loved being violently sodomized to keep from having my asshole imploded. I gave an academy award winning performance just to avoid being blown up. I begged for all their cocks in my asshole at once. I begged for them to nut in my face. I thanked them for using me. I thanked them for their seed. Either my stepson was in a good mood or they were just too drunk to make a mess out of me. I survived one more day, but with him, I never know what the next day will bring.


Ass Rape Porn for Coke Money

ass rape pornHe wanted an ass rape porn star. A bitch who would take whatever he put in her ass with a smile. He promised me money for an hour with my ass. I thought to myself, “How much damage could he do to my ass in an hour?” I do not know when I will learn. Honestly, I never learn. Promises of coke or money to get coke always makes me throw caution to the wind. Things started out okay. Him and a friend did lines of coke and double penetrated my asshole. I have had more cocks in my ass at once. Bigger cocks too. I grunted, and grimaced because I wanted them to think it was uncomfortable. Men love it when you act like their cock is the biggest you have ever had in one of your fuck holes. The more coke they did, the more fucked up their thinking got too. One of the guys grabbed a baseball bat and the other one grabbed a wine bottle. Using only their cum as lube, they double penetrated me with objects. Now, I was not faking or pretending anything. I was in pain. I hurt. I was trying to focus on the money I was promised, but this was no longer some hardcore anal porn. It was anal torture sex. They wanted to prolapse my ass. They wanted to gape my ass. They wanted to see me cry. I begged for mercy. I pleaded with them to just nut and let me be. I hurt more than I anticipated. I bled more than I expected too. I thought they were done after they came sodomizing me with objects. Turns out they were having so much fun, they extended another hour. More anal torture with cocks and objects. That last hour seemed like an eternity. Surprisingly, they paid me. Even paid me double what was agreed upon because they doubled their time. I guess it was worth it to have coke money again.


Gangbang Rape Porn for Nothing

gangbang rape pornHe said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.


Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.


Rape Phone Sex Fantasies and Blasphemy

rape phone sex fantasiesAll men have rape phone sex fantasies if they are honest with themselves. Some just need pushed more than others. I have a hot neighbor. He is married and a do gooder. He is a pastor and that is a challenge to me. I know I am warped for wanting to discover the pastor’s dark side. I put on a tempting red outfit and went next door to make the pastor a sinner. I acted like I was interested in church. I am not a religious woman. I only worship cock. I had his attention easier than I thought. He wanted to take me into his prayer room. OMG. The pastor is a nasty freak. The prayer room was full of BDSM equipment. He told me it was a punishment room for naughty sinners like me. He made me strip naked. He tied me to some table and collared me. The pastor was a real-life sadist. He whipped me for hours telling me to repent my demons. I hurled some blasphemy sex statements like fuck your god and that angered him more. He pulled his cock out and punished my ass for my blasphemous mouth. He had no idea I was begging for it. He gave it to me harder than I expected. Turns out the pastor has some demons of his own and a very wicked side. By the time he was done with me, I was covered in bruises and welts. And cum. I was covered in holy jizz.


I Will Be Your Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexHe wanted me to be his accomplice phone sex partner. Normally, I am the victim, but when he wanted me to help him break in a new bitch, I jumped at the chance. Why would I refuse? He dragged this little cunt into the room. He kidnapped her at a protest. He told me her privileged white ass had no clue what she was protesting and needed to know what true suffering is about. I stripped her Catholic schoolgirl outfit off her tiny body. I forced her head down on master’s cock. While she was learning to breathe through her nose, I was fucked her cunt with my fist. Now, she knew oppression. She knew pain. She knew subjugation. I turned her into a young ass rape porn star with my fist. Master turned her into a whore with his cock. He fucked her so hard, her eyes teared up. She was the victim of opportunity. A white do gooder schoolgirl who needed to learn what real oppression feels like. Master smothered her with his big balls. I ruined her asshole and master bred her little womb so he can be a daddy soon. I will of course have to raise the brat for master, but I am happy to break in any young slut for him or you. At least it gives my holes a much needed break.


My Taboo Phone Sex Fear

taboo phone sexWhat are you afraid of most? For this taboo phone sex slut, it is spiders. I hate the 8-legged freaks. I have this recurring nightmare of being covered in mutant spiders. You know, the big hairy tarantula kind. My stepson who hates me, recently discovered my fear and used it against me. With my husband out of town for a week, my stepson has free range to torment and torture me. Two nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and screamed bloody murder when I felt something crawling all over me. I thought it was a bad dream, but my bed was covered in spiders. I felt like I was in some B SyFy channel movie. I tried to swat the 8-legged freaks off me, but I became paralyzed in fear. Then panic hit and I could barely breathe, and I certainly could not move. I heard laughter. My stepson was in the corner of my bedroom stroking his dick. He was enjoying my fear. I thought I might have a heart attack. Spiders were falling from the ceiling. As my heart rate accelerated, I peed myself, but I was still immobilized with fear. He just laughed and jacked off. I screamed loudly and one got in my mouth. I was hyperventilating, sure I might stroke out. I begged for mercy. I told my stepson I would do anything he wanted if he could get them off me. He dragged me to the basement with hairy spiders still clinging to my flesh. He turned on the water hose and killed them. I worried about them still in my bedroom and in the house. I knew I may never sleep again. My skin bruised from the force of the water hose, but that was better than the feel of spiders crawling on my flesh. He asked me if I was going to be a good fuck pig and I nodded yes. I was still too freaked out to utter a word.  If he was trying to scare me into being his sex slave, it worked.  Ass rape porn was what was next. He sodomized me for hours. I laid there like a rag doll while he gaped my ass. He could have done anything to me at that point. Anything was better than spiders. I slept in my car and called the exterminator the next day. I will forever sleep with one eye open now.


Just another Sadistic Phone Sex Sunday, Not My Funday

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex Sunday started early. It was around 2am when my stepson dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming. His dad is out of town. I knew this would happen; I just thought it would happen in the morning or late afternoon. He dragged me to the basement kicking and screaming. Not sure why I protest every time, it is a weekly occurrence. It is not that I am willing when it comes to him. It is just that I have accepted that I cannot change the way things are with him.  I am complacent. I fought and I pleaded in the beginning, and the outcome was the same as if I was complacent. I think he enjoys it more when I protest, so I try not to fight. I hate my stepson. He is an entitled brat with mommy issues. He hates me because daddy traded in for a younger model. It devastated his mother and she took it out on him and now he takes it out on me. It is revenge that makes him treat me like shit. He blackmails me so I cannot run crying to daddy, or my nice cushy life is over. I let him string me up in the basement. He put a ball gag in me so I would not wake anyone in the house. His half-brothers were sound asleep. I know if they knew what kind of abuse I suffered at their big brother’s hands, they would try to kill him. I tried to be quiet for that reason alone. It was hard last night because he beat me with a belt buckle so hard, he cracked a rib. He cut me down when I was gasping for air, but instead of letting me go, he kicked me and fucked me. Left me on the cold concrete slab with bugs crawling around. I was handcuffed and ball gagged. I was not going anywhere soon, and no one was coming to save me.


Gangbang Rape Porn in a Seedy Strip Club

gangbang rape pornI made some money last night making a gangbang rape porn. I need money for coke. This virus is making everything so hard. When I heard this seedy strip club opened back up, I went. I thought maybe I could strip. It is one of those kinds of places that women can walk in off the street and hop on stage. Druggy whores like mike frequent it when we need to score. This is not gentleman’s club. This is a dirty club where girls smell like piss and have needle tracks. I knew I at least smelled better and had no tracks. Guys must be starving for some pussy as much as I am starving for coke. They wanted me to wear a mask on stage. I laughed because Covid-19 was not what a woman was likely to catch in a place like that, lol. I got on stage and did a pole dance while men tossed me crumbled up ones. One guy gave me $100 for the VIP room. VIP room sounds way too lofty for what it was. The room had cum stains on the wall, used needles in the corner and smelled like an alley. I was selling my soul being in there, but I needed a fix. Two more guys came in and they wanted to fuck me too. No doubt. I was the cleanest thing in the joint. They did not just want to fuck me. They wanted to use me to get their rocks off. They were rough. A girl must expect that kind of treatment in a place like that. They passed me around like a strung out whore and fucked me. Fists in my ass, dicks in my mouths. They did not touch my pussy in case I was a diseased ridden whore. I was in that room about an hour. They filled me with cum, even slapped me around a little, giving me black eyes. I only made $150 for all that but it was enough to score some powder.


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