It was a torture sex kind of night. I owe some money to a loan shark. I got desperate for coke and took out a loan I could not repay. My stepson suggested this guy to me. I should have known then I was being set up to fail. I did not borrow much. Not like most people would. I figured he was not going to break my legs over $1,000. I was right. He was not going to break my legs, but he was going to make me work it off in a BDSM movie. My stepson was in cahoots with him. This was the plan all along. When the due date came, my $1000 had tripled. What the fuck. He told me it was his money his rules, then offered me a snuff porn role to make up the money. I had too. I did not have that kind of money. I figured how bad could it be? I need to stop asking myself that question. It is always worse than I expect. It began as any snuff type film. A kidnapped woman wakes up alone in a cement basement, dazed and confused. I meet a masked man. He put this steel trap on my head that was heavy and made everything dark. I was not sure what kind of contraption this was, but I was not comfortable at all. The metal trap on my head was heavy and it was weighing me down. My masked master opened the top of the cage and poured what I thought was water in the cage. It was urine. Like a gallon of piss. I was drowning in it. If I wanted to survive, I had to just swallow all the nasty piss, so that the urine was no longer covering my nose and mouth. This was like some sort of Chinese torture phone sex game. My fight for survival kicked in and I guzzled piss until I could breathe again. I collapsed on the floor, but that was just the beginning of my torture.
Domination phone sex is what this mommy whore needs. My sons are teenagers now. They are no longer the sweet little schoolboys they once were. I know they love me, but I also know that love takes a backseat to their raging hormones. They are in a perpetual state of horniness. Friday night was my oldest son’s birthday and he wanted to have a few friends over to spend the night. I agreed. I mean I rarely say no to anything my boys want. I just did not foresee what was going to happen. My son did not want a sleep over. He did but what he really wanted was his friends to make a gangbang rape porn with his mommy whore. His friends wanted to fuck me. They are horny teenagers too. Once I came down to check on them and caught them jacking off to my phone sex site, I knew I was in trouble. My son told his friends to jump me. And they did. They pinned me to the floor, forcing my legs open. Horny boys were grunting and shoving their cocks in my pussy and my ass. I was fighting them. I mean what would their parents say if they found out I fucked their young teenage sons. I knew the boys would not tell a sole. Young boys committing a criminal act, rarely talk. This was not what I wanted, but they out numbered me. They were stronger than me too. This was not the kind of party I thought my son was having for his birthday. My own boy was allowing his teenage friends to explore their rape phone sex fantasies with his mother. My other son was in on it too. I have carpet burns on my knees and my elbows. I have swollen holes too. Three days later, I still cannot sit right, and I swear there is still cum inside me. I think this will be a regular thing because the boys say I belong to them now.
Bondage phone sex can get wild. I am no stranger to bondage. I have been known to get tied up and left for days in a druggy fog. I get high and make bad decisions. I try not to be stupid, but lets face it, I am not the brightest bulb in the box. I am usually the highest bulb in the box though. I like to party. I am older now, almost 40, but I still party. I was at some house party last night. Hell, I have no clue how I ended up there. I remember doing lines with a couple younger guys. Not too young, but 20 something. They had great coke. In hindsight it was laced with something. No clue what though. I woke up this morning tied to the foot board of some bed. I had a cock in my ass. Two cocks actually. They were making an ass rape porn with me. I did not know who they were. I remembered being in the house doing coke and drinking, but most of the details were foggy. I was sobering up quickly though because they were mutilating my asshole. No lube, plus two thick cocks at once in my ass was stretching me out. I started to talk and ask questions, which pissed them off. They did not like that. One of the guys started choking me, yelling at me, “Shut up whore.” I was sober. When I am sober, I am no fun. I was afraid to ask for coke. I just took it like a rag doll. I let them use me like a dirty old whore. I was not sure if I would survive. I did, obviously, but they were choking me so hard, I passed out a few times. I just laid their like a limp noodle, being quiet until they were done. I was too afraid I might end up in a snuff porn if I did not. Just another night for a druggy whore.
Rape phone sex fantasies anyone? I love being a mommy whore. I am a step mommy whore too. MST f my callers know that I am my stepson’s bitch. He has been black mailing for years. He keeps my dirty secrets from his father, and I let him violate me however he wants for live streams. Since COVID, however, his live streams have become more violent. At first, they were mommy rape fantasies because many guys have them. Lots of men have them. But he told me that post COVID, men want more violence and torture. I get it. Does not mean I like it. But I do taboo phone sex for a living. I have guys always wanting to kick it up a notch. Guys hit a plateau. I understand that. I get that. Does not mean I like it. Anyway, this visit to my stepson was more violent than I expected. It was a rape fantasy but with many guys and chains and whips. The men gang banged mommy, but they beat me too. They were trying to beat me into submission. Trying to break mommy. I am already broken. I am my stepson’s good slave. I do not like it, but I do not have much choice. This is my life. I love coke too much to be a normal soccer mom. My stepson discovered my dirty secret years ago, and I have been his bitch ever since. Sometimes, I do not mind him. It can be hot being any man’s mommy whore. But it is mostly just degrading and painful for me to be his gangbang rape porn star. Nowadays, he just keeps adding more and more people to the mix. It is dangerous and scary for me, but I do coke before, during and after to dull the pain. I still hurt from the anal torture, but I got some coke out of it. My ass and pussy will heal with time.
I hope you have some kinky and taboo fantasy phone sex ideas for us. Most men who call me have some wicked ideas in their heads and some creative and violent role plays on their mind. Not much though is worse than some of my real experiences as a druggy whore. Normally, it is my stepson who is doing violent things to me. This time, it was his friend. My stepson has been blackmailing me for years now, so I must do what he wants with no questions asked. He pimped me to a friend who needed a slave for an auction. I did not want to go with him, but he threatened to expose me to my family. He would too. He does not care who he hurts. He thinks I owe him for making his dad divorce his mom. She was halfway out the door before I even met his father. His friend was attending a slave trade. I did not know what that meant in modern terms, but I could take a guess. It was not race based obviously, but a bunch of assholes brought women and traded them amongst each other for ass rape porn and other violent things they cannot do to their wives. Kind of a smart concept, but dangerous and unpleasant for the slave women. I was traded to Master John. He never spoke to me. The silent ones are always the fucking scariest ones too. He tied me up to a wall and started whipping me so hard that I knew he broke the skin. I could feel the warm blood trickling then gushing down my back as he whipped me harder. He never fucked me, but he did whip my ass and my pussy. He still never spoke, not even as he was mutilating my girl parts. This was beyond torture sex. I could die from infection or blood loss with the kind of gashes he was leaving on my flesh. I wished I had been left with my stepson because he will not hurt me this badly. He needs me to be his cash cow. Master John just needed to hurt a bitch and I was the unlucky bitch.
This is what I looked like for my snuff porn audition. I showed up to this guy’s house and he had me go to the back. He wanted me to strip for him outside. He had his cock out. He told me if I could make him hard in less than 5 minutes, I had the job. I needed the job too. I was out of money, and I was out of coke. The weekend was approaching, and I cannot go long without coke, especially not over a weekend. I heard that this guy is really rough on his starlets, but the pay is good. I used my best moves to get him hard and it worked. I know I am not a young thing. But I am still in shape and many guys like a ginger whore. I did not know, however, if I made him hard that meant snuff sex for me. He got hard and the next thing I knew, there were four guys pinning me to the concrete floor. He was on top of me, the director, I mean, but he was not fucking me. He was fisting my whore pussy violently while his cohorts pinned me to the ground. I had no idea if this was being filmed or not. For all I knew, he was just going to pay me for brutal, rough sex. If I got my money, I was cool with whatever he did to me. He let his friends fuck me. They had huge black cocks. They kind of cocks that ruin women. Ruin their fuck holes forever. I was screaming because two 12-inch dicks in my ass at once is like being sodomized with the big end of a gallon milk jug. These guys used me worse than an ass rape porn star. I tried to focus on the coke. I was doing this for money for coke. I have road rash on my knees and my back. My ass looks like raw hamburger meat. I can barely walk. But I do not care. I can get coke again.
Bondage phone sex is something I often enjoy. I have done all sorts of bondage fetish modeling. I started in this adult business doing BDSM photo shoots and anal porn. I am short and compact, but my ass can take a pounding. I have done some pretty rough underground porn. My husband knows about my past. He knows I have a pain slut side and a druggy whore side too. He just will not indulge me in either. If I am not blowing his money to put up my nose, he does not care how much coke I do. He will fuck me in the ass, but he will never treat me like a stupid ass rape porn star, so I look elsewhere for that dark need to be filled. This weekend, that dark need put me in a warehouse on the other side of town. The pay was good for a couple hours of BDSM play. Men who like to rough women up and turn them into rent a slave, place ads on the dark net and if they are local, I answer the ad. Sometimes it goes well, sometimes I barely escape with my life. Jeremy just wanted a stupid slut to tie up and abuse. I was that stupid slut for him. He paid me $500 for two hours of work. Now, I thought I was just doing some hardcore bondage photo shoots for him. If that had been the case, $500 was a steal. But he had men there to force fuck my ass and choke me too. He was the photographer. I was being used as a gangbang rape porn queen once again and only making $500 for 4 men to beat and fuck me while bound and gag. That was not a steal. That was exploitation. I know I am not a young woman with low miles on her. I cannot command $1000 for two hours of being a GFE. But $500 for hours of anal torture and strangulation? I am getting too old for this shit.
It was gangbang rape porn night. I guess with a taboo mommy like me, it is almost always one of those nights. My stepson usually has folks over at his place for streaming our violent encounters. I am his cash cow. I hate it, but he is blackmailing me and bribing me with cocaine too. I cannot tell him no. He had me meet him yesterday at some seedy warehouse. There was an underground fight going on. I guess this damp, and dark warehouse is the scene for all sorts of violent activities. Dark porno movies, dog fighting, cock fighting, illegal MMA fighting and even some snuff porn. Every area had something going on with the most unsavory looking people hanging around making bets and participating as spectators. When we got to the area that my stepson had rented, it was all set up with camera equipment. There were at least 100 guys waiting for us. I was nervous. I was scared. I had no idea what was going to happen. I figured a few guys would fuck me, maybe even double penetrate my worthless holes. I had no idea. I am always the last one to find out about his plans. This was a gang bang by porn standards. Over 100 guys had paid to sodomize my ass and fuck my cunt. Sometimes putting two to three cocks in a hole at once. My stepson was making mint of my body. The men paid to gang bang me. Other guys were paying to watch it live and yet more had paid for the stream like it was some sort of pay per view event. It was just like that. He was boasting that it was the biggest ass rape porn gang bang yet. He made hundreds of thousands of dollars off me yesterday. All I got for my troubles was a bag of coke and a prolapsed asshole.
I am a taboo phone sex whore who rarely says no. I like to party and that leads to bad choices and lots of regret. I was partying with some black guys last night. They always have the best coke, and they share. They never mind sharing with a white chick. I will suck the black off a big black cock if it gets me coke. My drug dealer is black and when he is out of blow, he points me in the right direction to get some quality shit. Last night he pointed me to Leroy. And Leroy and his posse were willing to trade me coke for some hardcore ass fucking. I agreed before seeing their cocks. My dealer, Marcus, is a foot long. I thought no way they would be bigger than him. I know black guys have huge cocks, but I did not think cocks bigger than 12-inches was the norm. His posse was large, but their cocks were anacondas. Huge fucking monster dicks. They sodomized me into oblivion. I have never had so many huge nigger dicks inside me at once. Never so big either. The used me for hours as their personal ass rape porn star. I understood. I had to get used up good for coke. I wanted a huge amount and that would come at a cost. It is a holiday weekend coming up and I need more blow than normal to keep up with my horny sons and all their friends. I never worked so hard for coke in my life. My ass is like a canyon now. Gaped, prolapsed, battered and bloody. They often double stuffed my ass with a couple cocks at once. Ouch. I said no many times, but no is not a word these guys take seriously. I survived the ordeal. Barely, but I have coke to last me the holiday weekend. They have a gangbang rape porn to remember me by too.
Ass rape porn stars never live a dull moment. I do not know what a boring suburban life is all about. That has never been me. Being raised by an incest loving, coke-head mother, made life non-traditional for me, and definitely never boring. My mom, however, never had to do the things I do for coke because she ran the finances of the house. My dad was on the road for work all the time and never knew how much anything really cost. My husband has a tight rein on my finances because any money he gives me for household maintenance ends up in my nose. Over the years, I have become resilient. I learned that trading my fuck holes for coke was not that hard to do. Then I got older, more used up and it was no longer a simple trade. Now, I must endure things like anal gangbang rape porn to get a bag of coke. But I do it because I have no shame.
Earlier in the week, I hooked up with this client of my stepson to get some coke. He has watched me get anally tortured with big objects for over a year now. He does not live in my city but found himself nearby for business. He paid my stepson a few grand to use me like a dirty whore with some business associates. In return I got a bigger bag of coke than usual. Fourth of July is coming up and I needed a stash, so I agreed to do this. In hindsight, I should have known better. There were 20 guys, not just a couple. They all had big cocks and wanted to hurt a red-headed bitch like me. No condoms or lube which is par for the course. Fists, cocks, baseball bats and beer bottles were used to sodomize me. The end goal was to prolapse and ruin my ass. They were not gentle. To them I was just some dirty, washed-up taboo phone sex slut. I think that is what I will always be.
