Sometimes, I deserve torture sex. This was not one of those times. I did nothing wrong. I was minding my own business. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I witnessed a burglary, but they did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to know what I saw. Honestly, I had no idea I watched a crime. I was in an alley way getting high. I heard the alarm go off and I saw people get in a van, but I never processed what I saw. I tumbled out from behind the dumpster high as a kite and one of the guys grabbed me and shoved me in the van. They had just robbed a pharmacy of all its Oxy. They did not believe me when I said I was too fucked up to make sense of it. They drove me to their safe house and interrogated me. Each one had on a mask, so how the fuck was I supposed to know who they were? They hung me naked upside down and zapped me with a taser until I was peeing on myself. It quickly became clear that they knew I did not know anything that could identify them. They just wanted to torture me. They were high on oxy at this point and enjoying shocking me. I would convulse and piss myself with every jolt they gave me. After what seemed like an eternity, they cut me down. I was grateful for the ass fucking because it was less painful than the shock treatments I was getting. Eventually, they passed out and I got away. I still never saw their faces. Not like I would ever go to the police anyway. I am a druggy whore. Plus, I know snitches gets stitches.
It is no secret that I enjoy being an ass rape porn star. Normally, most men are just fucking my ass as brutally as they can. Yesterday, I had to prove that I could take a good ass pounding before this underground director would hire me. I wanted to be hired because the pay would score me enough coke for the month. I used the last bit of powder I had to put on a good ass sex show to get the job. The director had a variety of ass toys laying around from butt plugs to baseball bats. It was game on. I wanted this gig more than any other snuff porn audition. I put a butt plug in my ass first, then pulled it out immediately to suck on it. I was just getting started. I went for the gusto and put the baseball batt up my ass with no lube and not even a grimace on my face. The director and his assistants watched in awe as I demonstrated why I was the best girl for the film. I am flexible enough to fuck my own ass with the bat handle. I think what sold them that I was the right star for their underground ass rape fantasy movie was when I licked the shit and blood off the handle of the baseball bat, I sodomized myself with. They all jizzed in their pants at that site. I worked it. I wanted that gig more than any other gig. I got it too. But the audition was not over yet. They wanted to test me out themselves. Three guys rammed their hard cocks in my ass at once. No lube but the blood and shit in my ass from the baseball bat. After they came in my gaping asshole, they told me I was hired. I start filming tomorrow. One guy slipped me a little coke until I start filming. My ass will be ruined when it is all done, but for the money I am getting, it will all be worth it.
Domination phone sex is what I need. I am not a good bitch. I get it. I have always been a wild girl. I party and I do not listen. Sober, I understand that I need to be grateful for my medicine. High, I become a greedy bitch. I hate going to my stepson for coke. He makes me go through a lot of hoops to get high. But when I am desperate, I know I can trade my dignity for coke. No one makes me work for it like my stepson. I went to his place Sunday to beg. If I text him or just show up, he knows why. When I arrived he had a group of men over. I knew that was not a good sign. He tossed me a collar and told me to get naked. When I came back, he put a chain on my collar and walked me around to each guy. I had to drink their piss. I was not even high yet. I did not want to drink piss. But I wanted my coke, so I acted like I was drinking champagne. The guys started fucking me. Fucking my ass and mouth. I had to bark like a dog, oink like a pig and drink cum out of bowls on the floor. I had to lick assholes and drink piss. And once the men fucked my asshole, I had to drink the cum that ran out of my asshole too. It was degrading and humiliating, but I am a taboo phone sex whore, so nothing new. My stepson and his friends loved every moment of using me. My ass hole is sore. I have handprints on my ass in the form of bruises. They choked me too. But once again, worth it to get my coke.
I enjoy accomplice phone sex. I do not get to assist wicked minds much. I am normally nothing more than the victim. Sometimes, however, I have something a man wants, like my teen niece. I had her in tow when I went to pick up my weekend supply of party drugs. I thought he was just giving it to me. I should have known better. Some one like my niece can get drugs for free because she is tight and cute. My dealer was eying her like a fat girl looks at cake. I told him he could have her if I could have that bag of coke, he was dangling in front of me. She looked mortified and I should not have done it, but for me, it is coke before family. I pushed her on the ground and started stripping her clothes off her tiny body. She was crying and pleading with me to stop. My dealer was rubbing his cock all over her body. He told her that he was going to fuck her asshole. I have had his ass porn star treatment and it is not pleasant. I thought if I fisted her asshole, I could make it easier on her. I was fucked up and never removed my rings or lubed up. I shredded her asshole and as she cried, I sucked my dealer’s dick. He was proud of me. He said he would give me more coke for helping him fuck my niece. He loved that I prolapsed her asshole. I was just getting her warmed up for his dick. I did do her a solid though. I put some coke on her asshole to numb the pain. My dealer has rape phone sex fantasies for Lolitas and I made them cum true for a bag of coke. She may never forgive me, but I finally found a way to get my coke for free again. I just need to trade teen holes for it.
Snuff sex is the best sex with a dirty whore like me. I cannot explain the dark fantasies I have in my head or explain where they come from. Actually, I do know where they come from. They come from cocaine. I like to get high and let men like you fuck me up. It is not that I do not feel the pain when high. It is that I love the pain when high. I will let men do whatever the fuck they want to me when high. I often regret it the next day, but I never regret it in the moment. Last night, I was doing lines of coke with a couple guys I met online. Younger than me, but legal age. They just wanted to party with a pain slut and work on their bondage techniques. I was down for that. I love to be tied up. The more coke I snorted though, the higher I got and the more pain I wanted to feel. I made those boys cross their comfort level. They had no idea what a nasty freak I can be when high. Sure, they had no problem tying me up. They enjoyed that. But I made them fist my ass and burn me with their cigarettes. I even had them piss on my freshly burnt flesh. I think I gave them a taste for what it is like to fuck a taboo phone sex whore.
I need to be a gangbang rape porn star. I get fucked so many times in a day and never get paid. Not cash at least. Perhaps, some one will give me coke in exchange, but most of the time men just take what they want. They did last night. I saw an ad on an adult site for a milf stripper. They were paying $500 and I needed the money. It was a private frat house party. It was a discreet thing; since the house is on campus, they could get kicked out of school for violating Covid standards with a party. They gave me the address, told me what to wear and how to sneak in through the back. I thought maybe this was a bachelor party or something. No one mentioned fucking. When I got there, it was clear the $500 was not for stripping. I was hired as a hooker. They wanted an ass rape porn star for like 50 frat brothers. $500 to fuck 50 boys? That was $10 a guy. No way. I said I needed more like $5,000. The frat president smacked me across the face so hard, I landed on the floor. While I was down, the guys started kicking and spitting on me. A couple even pissed on me. Since I was down, they jumped on me. Ripped my clothes off and started fucking me. Any hole they could shove a cock in. No social distancing. No masks. Just 50 sweaty, drunk college boys fucking a red-headed milf like she was a street hooker. I tried fighting, but it was 50 to 1. No way I was coming out on top. After a few hours, I picked my disgraced body up off the floor, put on my tattered clothes and asked for my money. They laughed at me and said they do not pay whores. I asked again and one of the guys pulled a gun on me. I left disgraced and used and with no money to get coke.
You know what you do in a winter storm? You make ass rape porn with your evil stepson. My stepson and I have a love hate relationship. I love the coke he gives me. He hates my body but loves to abuse it. We were snowed in this week. My sons were with their grandma for a few days and my husband was out of town for business. My husband thinks my stepson will take care of me. He wanted his son to help shovel snow and stuff. Instead, he tied me up so he could fuck my ass for days. He lets me go to the bathroom and eat, but the rest of the time its anal torture sex for me. He was filming it through a live stream. Guys were paying money to see him fuck my ass brutally. He punched my face several times too. And let’s not forget he abused my pee hole. Not with a sounding device though. He used big objects then his cock. He fucked my pee hole, and I could hear the bitcoins going off because his viewers enjoyed what they saw. He put a plastic bag over my head as he ravaged my holes. I was suffocating but he kept fucking my ass and my pussy. The more I struggled, the more dings I heard from guys watching at home. They were making a donation to see my stepson brutalize my mommy holes. He will never kill me. He will get close, but I am his money making mommy whore. He gets me high, brutalizes me, but he gives me coke. I know he loves me.
Kidnapping phone sex fantasies are hot. I love the fantasy of being taken by a stranger and feeling so scared of the unknown. Not knowing who took me or why. Not knowing if I will live or die. Was I taken to be sold into the slave trade? Was I kidnapped to be used as a personal slave? Was I kidnapped to be tortured? I even like being on the other end as the accomplice. I did a hot call last night where I got to be the accomplice. That rarely happens, so I loved it. My mission was to go to the mall and lure a young girl away for teen rape porn. If I wanted to survive the night, I needed to bring him back something young and tight. I am an old used up hag. He wanted something with an intact hymen not a stretched-out cunt. I found this little blonde girl whose mother was not paying her any attention. I knew I could lure her away. It was much easier than I imagined. I scooped her up and took her to my car. She was in a sugar daze and not very vocal. She looked like a little white girl, but I soon realized she spoke no English. I did not think he would mind. She would still feel tight regardless of what language she spoke. When I got back to his farmhouse off the beaten path, he greeted me with a smile. I knew I had picked out a winner. He put a needle in her arm, drugging her. I took nude photos of her first. Then I filmed him fucking her. He planned on selling her pics and films on the dark net to make a profit. It felt good to be on the other side of the camera for once. She is still alive for now. My guess is when ever she gets too used up, we will kill her and find a new one.
The deal was I would get $1000 for an ass rape porn. I just had to endure some pain for a couple hours. I agreed. I did not need to know the specifics. That was me bad. I should have asked. I was thinking about the coke I could buy with that money. If I was not such a druggy whore, I would have learned that a bunch of black men were going to gang bang my ass with no lube and zero foreplay. I was in over my head, but I needed the money. Well, I needed the coke. Those guys passed me around like a piece of candy. They shoved their cocks deep inside me. Balls deep. Sometimes, their cocks could not get hard again quickly enough, so they used beer bottles or fists until their cocks came back to life. There was a reason why they could not find the right woman for their gangbang rape porn. They were waiting for the right druggy whore to answer their ad. They were waiting on a dumb bitch like me. My ass was gaped so far open their feet could fit up my asshole. I know, because a few tried. They pissed in my gaped hole; they even spit into it too. When they came in my asshole, I had to shit it out and lick it off the floor. It was two hours of hell. Two hours of humiliation and torture. But two hours to be able to score coke, so it was all worth it.
I need domination phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am just here for men to use. I hope that I may get some coke out of it, but that is not always the case. I was desperate for money. I could not trade my holes for coke. I had to hook on the street. Me. A suburban housewife with two teen sons and a lawyer husband on the street corners hooking with street urchins. I was clean and fresh looking. No needle tracks. No signs of a pimp beating the crap out of me. The guy that offered me $500 seemed nice. We went to his office because he is married, and it was too cold for the car. I knew it was not safe, but I owe a dealer a lot of money and he is at the break your bones or pay up stage. I was just getting money anyway I could without my husband knowing. My “John” stripped me naked and made me crawl around his office floor. He hurled insult after insult. When he reveled a hidden door, I got scared. It was a dungeon. One full of whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. He paddled me until my ass was raw. He told me he was married but needed an outlet for his violent phone sex fantasies. I tried explaining I was not a whore, but he said I was on a street corner hustling for money; therefore, I was a whore. After about an hour of spanking me raw, he brought his cock into the fun. He skull fucked me so hard I puked. He just laughed because that was what he was hoping for. His cock was big and thick, but I am a big dick sucker. It was the force and the hatefulness that made me puke. I passed out a few times, but he would just piss on me, revive me and do it all over again. He offered me a $1000 for 4 hours tomorrow. I was desperate. I agreed. I may not survive it though.
