Torture sex seems worse when the person torturing you is a woman. Women are the cruelest to other women. I was not even looking for trouble or drugs. My son gave me a great supply of pink cocaine to last me through the new year. So, when I went out on Christmas Eve, I just wanted some one to fuck. My sons spent the night out of town with their father because a snowstorm prevented them from safely getting home. They went to see one of their aunts and got stranded.
But I wanted to fuck. And no one was around to help me out, so I went to a bar. Honestly, I figured Christmas Eve the bar would be packed. However, that did not appear to be the case. The bar had no good men. But I did meet a hot woman. And she wanted to fuck. I went back to her place with her. I should have known better. Women can be dangerous, especially to a druggy ass rape porn star.
She spiked my drink and tied me up. I was lucid, but unable to fight. Whatever she gave me acted like a paralytic drug. I could not feel anything at first. But that was a blessing in disguise because this bitch fisted me. She shoved her fist up my ass and my cunt. At one point she had both fists inside my fuck holes. And she got a kick out of acting like I was her puppet. I could feel the pain of two fists in me at once, but I was powerless to do anything about it.
For hours she fisted my cunt and ass. My asshole prolapses easily because of the abuse it gets from my son and drug dealers. So, my entire prolapsed asshole covered her fist like a hood. She had this sick laugh about her. A kind of evil laugh that made me fear that my hook-up might want me to star in her next snuff porn.
Eventually she passed out. Thank, God. But it took awhile before I could escape because of the drug she gave me. But once I could move my legs again, I fled her place. When will I ever learn.
Gangbang rape porn stars get force fucked for holidays. At least I do. If it is not my son ravaging my fuck holes, it is usually someone else. As a druggy whore, I’ve garnered quite the reputation. Men know I will do anything for coke or money to by coke with. In the beginning, I just gave men a blow job, and maybe they would fuck me. But since I have been trading my fuck holes for coke for over a decade now, they upped the ante on me.
Plus, I require more coke now than I did a decade ago. So, if I want some coke, I need to really work for it. Although I thought I had enough coke to get me through the end of the year. It turns out that is not the case at all. My sisters-in-law have been driving me nuts. And I have my three sons and their friends around all day since they are out of school for the moment. In laws, sons, holiday and bonus boys means I need coke. And I need it now.
So, I went to this guy I know. We have made some snuff movies together in the past. Although I know he has killed girls before, I needed to take the risk. And hope he had some mercy for me because of our past. He did have mercy for me. But that did not stop him from using me up good. I worked for that coke. He made me entertain him and his 10 buddies. But I have been a gang bang whore before.
Initially, this felt like a normal gang bang. But then they wanted to see how far my holes could stretch. And they started putting three cocks in a hole at the same time. They managed to get three in my ass and pussy. However, only two fit in my mouth. My snuff porn director filmed me getting stuffed over my limit.
I bled. And I choked, gagged, screamed and slobbered too. But I got my coke. Good thing too because I am going to need it to soothe these battered fuck holes.
My son’s viewers enjoy mommy rape phone sex fantasies. They pay well to watch him fuck me and abuse me too. But I never mind because I know my boy loves me. He just needs my help making money. I am his cash cow. But in exchange he gives me the best coke. He had pink cocaine for me this week when we made a little holiday blue movie for his viewers.
I showed off my naked skinny body to his viewers. My big boobs sagged, and my meat curtains hung down. Both show signs of wear and tear. But nothing compares to the abuse my asshole receives. It prolapses on its own now. It is like a magic trick or something. I turned around from the camera and let the viewers see how easily my asshole pops outs. They tip well to see my old used ass rape porn prolapse.
My son made me his bimbo. I’ve had three surgeries to make my boobs big. Now my lips are Botoxed out. And I get skinnier and skinnier every movie thanks to my cocaine diet. My son’s Christmas gift turned out to be a brutal beating for mommy. He brought out the assault bench. Tied me to it with my hands bound behind my back and my tits tied up tightly. He loves to use my boobs like punching bags. Fun bags he calls them.
As I snorted skinny powder, my boy punched the side of my face because I forgot to take my teeth out. My dentures flew across the room. But that was me bad. I cannot have teeth in when he skull fucks me. After he finished skull fucking and punching mommy, he turned to my prolapsed ass, which he uses as his own personal cock sleeve. He put a glass tube on it instead of zip ties this time. My ass will always be my son’s flesh light. While my prolapse grew bigger in the tube, he turned his attention to my face. A few more punches, and the chimes rolled in.
I kept snorting coke to dull the pain. While I partied, my boy but on his brass knuckles for some violent phone sex fun. A few sucker punches to the boobs and ribs immediately caused swelling. He even cracked a few ribs and his audience heard it. And more tips rolled in. When I began sucking his cock again, he gave me a few punches to the face. But he avoided my sniffer. My boy turned me into a dark web porn star. As he skull fucked me some more, I heard more chimes.
He eventually removed me from the assault bench. But he left my hands tied behind my back. He pulled me up by my giant fun bags. And he hung me up by my boobs. As I hung in the air, he fucked my prolapsed ass. He removed the glass tube that puffed up my prolapse even move. And he pulled the flesh of my meaty prolapsed asshole over his dick like it was a flesh light. He also put a spreader bar between my legs so men could see my meat curtains swaying as he pounded my prolapsed asshole.
With his steel toed boots on, he kicked me in my baby maker. Hard too. With every kick he made, I jerked a bit which pulled my tits. And he gave me a lot of kicks. My cunt immediately puffed up like my prolapsed asshole. What came next, would have hurt even more if I did not have the pink cocaine to dull the pain.
He shoved his fist up my cunt and held me up in the air like a puppet. This enabled him him to punch my old barren womb from the inside. Luckily, my son moves on to other tortuous acts quickly. But he always gives the viewers what they want to see. And they wanted to see him throw me across the room.
He flicked me off his fist like I was a bug. And as I flew across the room, the tips poured in. My son made me fly. I bounced off the wall and landed on the floor several times. Eventually he kicked off the spreader bar and spun me around like a shotput and bounced me off the walls some more. As I lay on the floor broken and dazed, he dragged me by my read hair to the bowl of pink coke. He stepped on my neck as I snorted coke to dull the pain.
More tips rolled in. But they came in at a frantic pace once he put a plastic bag over my face. However, he did put coke in the bag. While I snorted coke and struggled to breathe, he pushed my legs over my head and fucked my pee hole. My 4th hole. He went back and forth between my urethra and my prolapsed asshole. As I gasped for air, he tore a hole in the bag to skull fuck me some more.
He punched my face some more as he skull fucked me. My face appeared so swollen I doubted anyone would recognize me. For most of our live stream I could not see much due to the swelling of my eyes and face. He beat me beautiful. He kept fucking my pee hole as he punched me some more. This little violent session served as his viewers holiday special.
After he came down my throat, he pounded my head into the floor. He pulled me by my prolapsed asshole and cunt lips until I was in front of the camera. I drooled and gasped for air as I showed off my abused body to his audience. My boy may have put me out of commission for a while, but he gave me a lot of good coke to speed up my recovery. Merry Christmas you filthy perverts. Hope you enjoyed the show.
Just my luck. He was into suffocation phone sex. But I needed more blow, so I went to see him. I traded my dignity for coke. And almost my life too. Although I try to avoid this dealer, sometimes he is my only choice. He looked me up and down and told me he had just what I needed. When he asked me to get naked, I did. I expected him to fuck me. But what I did not expect was that he would put my pantyhose over my face as he fucked me.
Although I could breathe somewhat with the pantyhose on my head, he would pull them tighter restricting my ability to breathe. And I would pass out with his cock up my ass. But he wanted that. He told me it feels great on his cock when a woman loses consciousness. I would think my ass would relax and not be as tight on his cock. But I guess the opposite happens.
So, I became his strangulation ass rape porn star too. Felt like he fucked and choked me for hours. But I had no sense of time. I kept passing out to snap back to reality with a dick or hand slap. Even though he likes to play God with my life, he also enjoys humiliating me. And some days, I feel like I manage the pain better than I manage the humiliation.
When he slapped a dog collar and leash on me, I knew I might be in trouble. He would piss on the floor then push my face in it like a dog who peed on the carpet. And that forced me to lick it up. He chugged iced tea to ensure he could piss for hours. But I did not just lick the piss off the floor. He also made me worship his dirty asshole like I was nothing more than human toilet paper. But I got my coke.
This taboo phone sex whore traded her dignity for coke. And as much as I protest about it, I know I will do it again soon for the blow.
Rape phone sex fantasies seem to be on a lot of men’s minds this holiday. And they all want to force fuck mommy or any mommy. My stepson travels with an unsavory gang. The sort of folks who make snuff flicks with women and pimp them out to be brutally fucked or killed. I avoid them like the plague. But sometimes, I am that desperate for coke. My stepson will always give me coke. But it comes with a high price tag.
I showed up in the middle of the night because he told me he had coke for me. The holidays make me even more of a coke fiend. Now, I thought it would just be us. He would fuck my ass, give me coke and I would go home. But he had other plans. He had several of his sadistic friends, who I try to avoid like the plague, there. And I knew that could only mean one thing. Gangbang rape porn.
I tried to bolt for the door, but one of them grabbed my red hair and tossed me to the ground. While I was on the floor, they pissed and spit on me. My stepson knows I hate that. So, no doubt he told them to do it. When I curled up in a ball, they kicked me like they were enjoying a soccer match.
Before long, everyone’s cocks were out, and they were ready to shred my fuck holes. Even a seasoned whore like me can get her holes shredded still. My ass prolapsed. And my cunt bled because they double, and triple stuffed me with cock. My pussy and ass only gape so far. Luckily for me, they came quickly. But not quick enough to leave my fuck holes undamaged.
But it could have been worse, I know. One of these days, I will end up starring in real snuff movies. But if I get coke, I am happy. Unless of course I am dead. And that’s always a real possibility with my stepson and his sadistic pals.
Tis the season for snuff porn. But that is not a good thing. At least not for me. I already scored a big bag of holiday coke from my black drug dealer. He made me work for it too. I entertained him and six of his buddies for hours until my holes gaped wide. But that was easy compared to what many men do to me, including my stepson.
For once, I thought I had enough coke to get me through the holidays. And I did not get a severe beating for it. Just a severe fucking which I will take any day. I decided to go out to this dive bar that almost any soccer mom would avoid. Lots of rough types drink there. The kind of men that would make you a gangbang rape porn star on a pool table or a pinball machine.
But they know me. And they party with me. So, I thought I could save a night’s worth of my coke and party with the rough boys. And they did share their coke with me like expected. However, they got much rougher than usual with me. I know I saw a lot of new faces, but still I thought the regulars would intervene. Turns out the new men in the club wanted to fuck this bitch up. And the regulars stood by and masturbated. It almost felt like I walked into a trap.
This huge muscle bound jock type of man picked me up with one hand and pinned me to the wall. Another guy ripped my panties off. Tore them with his bare hands. And without warning, shoved his fist up my cunt. He paraded me through the bar like I was a hand puppet. Hands groped my tits, pulled my hair and slapped my ass as he went through the crowd with his forearm shoved up my cunt.
Before long, he tossed me on the pool table and all the new men in the club took my cunt and ass for a ride. All the while choking me so hard, I would pass out. Strangulation phone sex fantasies seemed real in the moment. They joked that they could kill me. And I knew they could. But then as one of them slapped me back awake he told me he would spare my life because him and his friends need a dumb whore to fuck whenever.
I would not call what they did to me fucking. I can handle rough fucking. But this seemed more violent, and close to deadly. This seemed more like snuff than fucking. However, I did not argue. I knew if I said the wrong thing the big dude could snap my neck like a chicken. I barely got out of that bar alive. All those men wanted to hurt me. Maybe even hurt me dead. Perhaps, the holidays just bring the worst out of men. Do they bring the worst out of you?
Gangbang rape porn seems popular on the dark web. Guys love to see a soccer mom get brutally violated. Even I enjoy it sometimes. But I want to watch it not star in it, especially if the film employs an all female cast and production team. However much I enjoy being a druggy porn star, I do not enjoy being one at the hands of women. Women treat other women poorly. True story. No one acts more cruelly to a woman than another woman.
But beggars cannot be choosers. And I felt desperate. If I am going to leave the house for Christmas shopping, I need to be coked up. But I guess you could say I need to be coked up to do anything. After I exhausted most of my normal routes to get coke, there was one left that I knew would provide me with all the coke I wanted. However, I would be more than just an ass rape porn star. Women would violate me terribly for coke. But I knew the risk.
I needed the coke, so I paid her a visit. And she had her all girl squad with her that seemed happier to see me than her. This soccer mom serves as a cash cow for them. They can fist me, peg me, degrade me… all on camera for the dark web to see. At least the head bitch lets me snort coke before the camera rolls.
They forced me to wear a cheerleader outfit so it would look like a locker room gang bang of the new slut on the squad. My initiation to the team. They pinned me down on the floor and violated my ass and cunt with their fists. When they grew bored of that, they fucked my ass and cunt with any and every object they could find. I thought this might turn into a snuff film instead.
And it almost did. Felt like the baseball bat perforated my colon. I could barely crawl out of the lesbian director’s home. But the coke I got for enduring this level of pain and abuse helped me nurse my wounds.
Once again, he turned me into his ass rape porn star. My son loves to abuse his mommy. But I know he loves me. He needs to stream our sessions for money to support his old druggy whore mother. He had some of that new coke I wanted to try called pink coke. And he joked about turning my face into a cunt for a taste of that new coke. Recently, he got me Botoxed lips. Like huge lips. Pink coke for pink lips, he joked some more.
He let me bury my face in that new primo coke. But, not for long. He yanked my hair to pull me off the coke. Then he skull fucked his mommy whore’s cunt face. But at least I remembered to take my teeth out first. Oh, did I mention he skull fucked me upside down? The blood rushed to my head as I slurped and gulped on his cock. Eventually, he lowered me closer to the floor so he could skull fuck me into it. Oral torture sex. He let me have some skinny powder before I became his punching bag.
A few punches to my face left me with two black eyes. And his streaming audience loved that because I heard the tips roll in. My face turned black, blue and purple. He loves to give mommy violent makeovers. And his viewers love watching it. As I showed off my swollen face to the subscribers, more tips rolled in.
He tossed me back down on the floor and sat on my face. This forced me to suck on his asshole. When I did not lick fast enough or deep enough, he began punching me. My tits, my ribs and the side of my face, anything but my sniffer he punched. After a while of being his punching bag, he told me it was ass sleeve time. And I knew what that meant. I pushed out my pink prolapse for his amusement. Always his amusement. My ass sleeve became his condom. But of course, he zip tied my prolapse first.
However, he did let me snort some more coke before he put a plastic bag over my head. Lucky for me, the plastic bag had some coke in it. As I snorted what coke he put in the bag, I endured more donkey punches to my head and stomach. The plastic started to stick to my face as my oxygen depleted. As he fucked my prolapsed asshole, he punched the back of my head. I thought I might take my last breath ever with that plastic bag over my head. Suddenly, suffocation phone sex seemed close.
But right as I was about to pass out, he took the bag off my head and let me breathe in some air and more coke. And I could hear the chimes roll in. His audience loves to watch him give mommy a violent makeover. By this time, my makeup appeared smeared all over my face. As he punched my tits and the back of my head some more, I felt my brain cells leave my body. I could see stars at this point. But the coke made the pain worth it.
Just when I thought it might be over, he put another bag over my head. But this time he cut a hole in the bag for his cock. I thought I might get doubly suffocated by the bag and his cock. But he pissed in the bag, forcing me to drink his urine. Of course, he gave me more punches to the head. And my makeup smeared even more on round two with the plastic bag. My mouth became my son’s cunt again as he skull fucked me some more.
Finally, he took the bag off for the second time and pushed my face into the big bowl of coke. And I thought I might inhale it all. But he pulled it away from the bowl so he could contort my body. He bent me like a pretzel. My legs do not bend the way he wanted. But he still forced my legs behind my head. And I felt that pain. My arthritis doesn’t let me get into all those crazy poses.
He pulled my meaty cunt lips open, and I thought he might fist me. But I did not get that lucky. Instead, he fucked my pee hole. As he fucked it, I took a few jabs to the ribs. But more tips rolled in. In the contorted pose he forced me in, he could pick me up like a bowling ball. And he did just that. He put a finger in my pink prolapsed ass and my cunt and tossed me across the room. I bounced off the wall and crumbled to the floor.
As he pondered where to cum, he fist punched my face. He calls it beating mommy beautiful. I took some more punches to the ribs too. Finally, he came all over my face which had already turned various shades of black, blue and purple. My eyes swelled shut to the point that I could not see. But once my violent makeover concluded, he gave me the rest of the big bowl of pink skinny powder. My boy loves me. He just needs me to be his cash cow sometimes.
Black Friday for me turned into a taboo phone sex nightmare. Although I told my family I was going Black Friday shopping, I really went to score some coke. My regular black dealer appeared to be enjoying a party when I arrived. And his big black burly friends looked at me like a piece of candy. Marcus seemed to be in a mood to make me earn the coke I wanted. Over the holidays, I just need more than usual. So, just fucking him would not suffice as trade.
He wanted me to service all his friends in a mass gangbang. I counted like 30 big burly black men who no doubt had matching big burly black cocks. Black men go rough on a white woman. And I do not enjoy being savagely fucked. But I needed coke. A desperate woman with no way to buy coke cannot choose who to fuck when she needs a fix. So, I was at Marcus’s mercy. If he wanted a gangbang rape porn star, he would get one.
So, I snorted some lines of coke off his big black cock and prepared myself for my largest gang bang yet. Some of the cocks that ravaged my pussy and ass felt like forearms penetrating me. My dealer’s posse did a number on me. Three cocks in me at once most of the time. But sometimes they double penetrated a hole stretching it out more than either son did when I birthed them.
My holes looked like caverns when they finished. But they did not finish quickly. Black men have better stamina. So, they fucked me for hours. Pulled my hair, slapped me and choked me too. All I could do was take it because if I did not, I would get no coke. And I needed coke. My ass took the brunt of those big black cocks. Two white dicks in my ass no problem. But two big blacks cocks in my ass gave me a glimpse into the world of an ass rape porn star. If I thought my son prolapsed my asshole, I had not seen anything yet.
After they finished cumming inside me, Marcus gave me my coke and sent me on my way. I am home now, partying as I sit on a bag of frozen peas.
He wanted to make a snuff porn. But I did not. This was not even a desperate move I made for coke. For once, I had plenty of coke thanks to my dealer and my stepson. During holidays, I require more fuel. But I went out to party. I wanted a couple drinks and maybe some dirty dancing. However, I found myself bound and gagged in the back of a car. And I had no memory of how I got there.
One moment I am dancing on a pool table doing shots, and the next, I am in the back of an old station wagon. When I woke up, I felt hazy. Although I drank a lot of booze, it felt like someone drugged me. The guy driving was not even in the bar. At least I did not remember him. So many questions I had. But I could not ask any with a ball gag in my mouth.
For what felt like forever, we drove down desolate roads to some house that appeared abandoned. This trip felt like a nightmare. And it was. Some random dude saw an intoxicated milf stumbling to her car and took advantage of the situation. And I did not know if he had killer or just rape phone sex fantasies. Turned out that he had both.
He dragged me out of the car by my hair. And across a lot of gravel to get inside. This place felt so creepy. But then so did he. I saw all the torture devices he had. And my stomach told me I might die. Although I did survive, I endured a lot of pain. He beat me up, breaking some ribs. But that made me wondered if he was one of my stepsons friends or subscribers. He flogged me, choked me and beat me. But that turned out to be his foreplay.
He fisted my ass and cunt to loosen my holes up for his impressive cock. If I did not feel like I might die any moment, I might have enjoyed his cock. But since I knew he had that killer phone sex instincts, all I could do was lie there lifeless and scared. By the time he passed out, my body felt so broken, I was not sure I possessed the strength to escape. But, when I saw his coke on the coffee table, I found the strength I needed for a daring escape.
I broke free from the rope because thanks to my stepson breaking so many bones in my body, I am now double jointed. So, I crawled to the table, snorted all his coke and suddenly I felt like super woman. I ran through the forest as fast as I could until a hitch hiker picked me up and took me home.
