He calls me the torture sex queen. I do not know all about that. Perhaps, I have pain slut inclinations, but what really drives me to get into so many precarious situations would be my coke habit. My husband cut me off a long time ago. He did not mind the occasional partying, but I would blow through the money he gave me and not use it for food and household bills like it was earmarked for.
If I am trading my cunt for coke, he does not care. Well, he might care if he knew all the taboo and nasty things I do for that coke. Or the fact that sometimes I get very close to dying for a fix. Last night, I knew my life would not be in danger. However, my ass would be. Pete loves a coked up ass rape porn star. But he does not want to fuck my ass. He just likes to watch me destroy it for his perverse pleasure. Sounds like some of my callers.
Torture My Ass All You Want, But Give Me Coke First
Anyway, Pete will skull fuck me. But as a married man, he does not want some “skank druggy whore” giving him an STD he could not explain to his wife. So, he would rather let me torture my ass with anything he provides me. And stick his cock only in my mouth instead. He seemed to be in an extra kinky mood last night. He brought a bag of sex toys with him. I am talking like toys way to big for any one’s ass.
He promised me coke but before I could do a line, he ordered me to put two big toys in my ass raw. That’s tougher to do when not high. But I wanted that coke. So, I did everything he told me to do. Good thing I am a taboo phone sex slut. I got my coke with a side order of pain and humiliation.
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