Gangbang rape porn excites me. I love to get trained by lots of men. I was feeling in need of a hot cum filled gang bang the other night, so I put on a sexy barely there outfit and went looking for trouble. This underground swingers club I go to admits singles , so I knew I could hook up with some men there safely, at least I thought. I was blowing this guy while his friend fucked my ass, everything was hot and sexy. Guys were joining in and you would have thought I was the only chick in the place based on all the cock my fuck holes were getting.
A couple other gals joined in eventually. It was hot. Four girls to like 100 cocks. I like that ratio. I love gang bangs, group sex, bukkake parties, orgies…nothing too wild for this fuck slut. Well, that is what I thought until the gang bang turned into something out of a snuff porn. Guys started strangling me, choking me, slapping me around. Two blonde bitches like me were dragged to the back of the club by their hair and strung up like they were to be lynched above the bar. They were hanging by their hair. I could see their scalps tearing from their heads. The pain had to be unbearable. What the fuck was happening. I tried to be a good fuck slut. I licked cum off the floor. I sucked cocks clean that had been in my ass. I let guys piss on me without flinching or gagging. I took cigar burns to my clit and nipples.
If torture sex was what they wanted, I gave it to them. I just wanted them to not kill or scalp me. I had been to this club countless times and the only thing that ever hurt me before was huge cock. It was like these men got a taste of OPP and went crazy. As one guy was fucking my asshole with a let cigar, another woman attempted to come to my defense. A guy snapped her neck like he was Steven Segal. She fell lifeless to the ground. I could hear screams from the girls strung up by their hair as I was tortured. Then the screams stopped. I heard a thud. I snapped my next around to see the girls lifeless bodies on the floor. Guys gathered around cumming on them. I was the only girl alive. Wasn’t sure if it was a blessing or a curse.
I thought sure my turn was next. I didn’t see myself leaving the club in anything but a body bag. “We don’t kill good fuck sluts who can handle the pain and keep their mouths shut,” one guy seethed as he pushed me out the back door. Naked, battered, scared, I crawled home not knowing if what had happened was real, staged or some sort of drug induced living nightmare. My bruises and wounds were real, but then again I like it rough.
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