Domination phone sex requires a submissive whore like me. Even in my early 40s, I still obey. But I’m not a full-time sub for anyone. Just when I need coke. Out of desperation, I will be what any guy needs me to be. And this one snuff filmmaker needed a red headed mommy for a movie. A private collector’s movie. And those are the most dangerous. Usually what we call one and done films because the star is never seen or heard from again. But I was not going to be the main star. I got to serve in a different capacity this time as the accomplice.
The premise of this movie was that as the mother, I caught my boyfriend diddling my daughter. But instead of being angry at him, I turned my anger to my cock teasing young daughter. In a desperate attempt to keep my man, I offered him a once in a lifetime opportunity to make a teen rape porn with her as the star.
Even telling him I didn’t care if she survived the deal or not if he enjoyed himself. I guess if I had to get into the head of my character, she was getting rid of her competition by snuffing her daughter. Proving her worth to the man she desperately wanted to keep. I didn’t care one way or the other if I got my Coke.
I just prayed that I made a smart choice working with this director. And doing a private snuff film. But he promised that I would survive, but the girl would not. Fuck that little girl. I needed my coke. So, the director allowed me to have a little sample of the coke to get me in the right frame of mind to be the desperate housewife. Is it wrong to admit that I sort of like playing this character. For one, it was going to get me a lot of coke. Enough coke to last me a few months.
Plus, no one beat me up, tore me up or otherwise fucked me. All the violent love seemed directed at the starlet. It was a young teen girl. Sure, I felt a little bad once I saw how nervous and frightened, she was. But I kept my eyes on the prize. That big bag of cocaine. Not as good as my son’s pink cocaine, but I blew through that shit quickly.
The guy who served as my costar did all the heavy lifting. Of course, I was the devil on his shoulder, telling him to pork her. He destroyed her holes. And eventually fucked her dead body too. He choked her to death. Technically she could’ve been my daughter. The right age and the right look. Although I’m sorry she died a snuff sex death, I am not sorry, but I got the second best coke in town and a lot of it too.
One of these days, when my son pays me a visit for live stream, it’s going to turn into a live snuff porn stream. Although he always gives mommy the best pink cocaine, he makes his old whore mother work for it. When he arrived, he found me looking skinnier than normal. I wore a tube top and a leather miniskirt. And I looked like a twig. Just a twig with huge tits. And pancake makeup. I was so happy to see him because I was desperate for coke. He has not been coming around as much lately. And I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
Even though I had my teeth out, he still hit me. He loves hitting his mommy. And turning me his favorite colors of purple, blue, and black. Of course, he brought his streaming equipment because his perverts pay his bills. And I know that those viewing perverts allow him to bring me that fucking awesome pink cocaine. So, once he got a few punches to mommy‘s face out of the way, he forced my face into the big bowl of coke while he set up the streaming equipment.
As I stood in front of the camera in my 8-inch platform shoes, I knew his viewing audience saw me as disproportionate. Big tits and skinny bird legs. You could count my ribs and see my spine too. But what is audience really wanted to see was mommy‘s prolapsed asshole that was hanging below the hem of my leather mini skirt. I swear most days I need to wear a butt plug to keep my asshole where it belongs. However, my son and his viewers love seeing my asshole on the outside of my body.
The tips were already coming in because I could hear the chimes. So, my boy punched his favorite ass rape porn star a few more times. Then he made me bend over and shake my prolapsed asshole to the viewers. To my son, my prolapsed asshole is his cock sleeve. His own personal flesh light. He punched me some more, then zip tied my prolapse. At least while he rammed his cock in my prolapsed asshole, he buried my face in the bowl of the pink cocaine.
I’m just a nasty old whore. But to make things more interesting for his audience. He used icy hot as lubrication for his cock. Then he slammed his lubed-up dick in my prolapsed asshole like I was a two-dollar whore. At least my face appeared smothered in pink cocaine. While he power fucked my ass, I snorted as much coke as I could to dull the pain and burning sensation. Ouch. I could still feel my ass burning, even snorting copious amounts of coke.
The show had only just begun. I’m so tiny that he can literally push me into a beach ball position and tie my tits to my ankles, leaving my ass, and cunt exposed for his pleasure. However, before he tied me up, he slammed me on the ground a few times. But my tits saved me because they acted like beach balls. And I bounced right back up only to be pushed back down on the ground again. Like the 90s song, I get knocked down and get up again.
My son continued to ragdoll fuck his coke head mommy. And wow, he fucked me in front of the camera, while he also choked me and pounded my head into the floor. For a moment, I thought I might suffocate on his cock. As he fucked my prolapsed asshole, which is his personal cock sleeve, he shoved a fist into my cunt. That stretched out my mudflaps even more as he went elbow deep into my cunt.
He went so far up my barren old womb that he could push my stomach out from the inside. At one point, he lifted me up in the air with just his fist rammed up my cunt. I am his fuck beast. I looked like one of those ventriloquist puppets. According to my boy, I am nothing more than a fuck pig. He even put a piggy nose on me and his viewing audience ate it up.
Thank God for that cocaine. Because there’s only so much abuse an old whore can endure. He let me snort some more of that premium coke before he raised me up in the air again so his audience could see that I am light as a feather. He put a bag over my head with some cocaine in it. It’s one of his favorite games. And his audience loves tipping when they see my make up begin to smear inside the plastic bag as I snort what cocaine is in there and struggle to breathe.
My son really enjoys showing off his favorite fuck puppet. He’s made a lot of money over the years exploiting my cocaine habit. As I struggled to breathe with that plastic bag over my head, I eventually passed out. But of course, my boy punched me back awake. Then tossed my skinny old ass across the room. I woke up as I flew into the wall and fell to the ground. Although I tried to play dead so I wouldn’t have to endure any more abuse, but it didn’t work. He ripped the bag off my head, and I gasped for air.
He just scooped me up and threw me against the wall again. Luckily, these big fake tits helped me bounce off the walls literally. He picked me up by my zip tied, prolapsed asshole, and winded me up like a music box to toss me against the wall again. Pretty sure I sustained a concussion. I prayed that this would all be over soon. But I knew my son had more in store for me.
My son told me that I have four cunts. And when he tells me that I always get scared, even when high as a kite on the coke. At this point, I looked like the poster woman for a battered ladies shelter. He pulled out a speculum, and I almost pissed myself in fear. He cranked open my cunt and showed everyone watching a close-up of my barren womb. And once again, the chimes poured in. He put both fists inside my cunt. But he quickly turned his attention to my fourth hole, which is my pee hole.
But he told me to get spread and ready. Then he shoved his cock up my pee hole. And it felt like I pissed glass shards out of my urethra. My tiniest cunt, my tightest cunt, he destroyed for his audience. And for his pleasure and his financial gain. My tiny cunt bled as I screamed in pain. But I know he loves me.
He forced my face into the big bowl of cocaine again to dull that pain. Eventually, he pumped his cum deep inside my pee hole. And he followed that by pissing straight into my bladder. Eventually, I pissed out his pee and his cum before I got to snort some more cocaine.
Consider my son a violent phone sex content creator. And this mommy serves as his muse. Although I survived this, I survived it barely. Days later, I am still pissing blood. And shitting blood too. So maybe I am grateful that his visits seem fewer in between. This gives me a chance to recuperate before he destroys me again.
So many men have killer phone sex fantasies for this redheaded MILF. I’m not sure why either. But I bring out the worst in men and boys alike. Last night my sons invited a few older high school boys over for a pool party. Sort of an end of summer bash because they go back to school on Monday. But those boys saw me, and they had other things in mind.
My sons honestly did not invite them over to gangbang their mommy whore. My sons invited them over to try to get into the cool boy club at school. These older boys are sort of the most popular guys in school and if you hang around them sometimes the hottest girls trickle down to their friends. So, in my mind, when those boys wanted to turn me into a gangbang rape porn star I didn’t stop them. I was doing this for my sons.
But these older teen boys were much rougher on me than I anticipated. And they knew that my sons wanted to piggyback off their popularity to get some teenage hot pussy. But they were going to make them work for it. And by work for it, they meant fuck their mommy senseless.
Good thing I had a big bag of Coke. Because I needed it. As those four extra bonus boys had huge cocks even for their age. And they were clearly alpha boys already. Their popularity at school appears to have gone to both heads. They pulled my red hair, slapped my ass and fucked me like they were jack hammers. Every time their cock slid out of me, they joked about my gaped asshole and partial prolapse. That’s because I’ve had a lot of anal action, especially hard-core anal action.
They would spit into my ass hole and even piss in it too before they slammed their dicks back inside telling me that’s all the lube. I deserve. Perhaps they’re right. Maybe that is all I deserve. All I knew was that this seemed like what a selfless mother would do. She lets those alpha teens boys turn her into their personal ass rape porn doll.
For hours they destroyed my asshole. Choked me. Slapped me. and fucked me dirtier than a porn star. Even make me clean their dicks after they were rammed up my ass. I don’t know if I should be afraid of these boys or excited for what lies ahead. But I’m in this for my boys.
When I get domination phone sex calls, I am always the slave, the victim, or the human punching bag. Men love to dominate me. Abuse me. Use me. Even destroy and snuff me. But this time, a man propositioned me. A big bag of coke and a few grand in my pocket too in exchange for dominating his daughters. Me? A chance for me to rule two young teen girls? Hell, yes, I told him.
I met him at this house he rented in a fake name. This guy went through a lot of effort so his daughters would not know daddy orchestrated their abuse. He created a fake ID with all the matching paperwork. When you have his kind of money you can get whatever you want from a fake driver’s license to a rent a whore to molest your daughters while you watch.
He kidnapped his own girls on their way home from a friend’s house. Plus, he disguised his voice and altered his looks with a mask. No way his daughters would realize daddy organized their teen rape porn debut. However, I felt exposed. But finding a red headed milf when you do not know her name is like finding a needle in a haystack.
He instructed me ahead of time what to do. Force them to kiss each other and eat each other’s pussies. They cried and begged me not to do it, even going as far as to suggest they worship me instead. But this was not my show. And I do as I am told if I want the coke and cash. I always want both.
After they played with other, I played with them. Licked their wet bald cunts. Finger fucked their cunts and their assholes. Eventually, I fisted both girls too. Daddy never touched them. I don’t think you could show such restraint. But Daddy did not want a snuff porn. He just wanted to jack his cock to his young teen girls getting abused by me. A sexy milf. The wife he wished he had.
By the time our fun ended, both girls seemed all cried out, visibly shaken and terrified. This scarred them for life. But to protect myself from daddy just in case he turned me in, I recorded our conversations about what he wanted me to do to his own daughters. It felt good to be in the driver’s seat for once holding all the cards.
An ass rape porn star gets desperate for coke. My boy has not been around in over a month. And it has been a blessing and a curse. A blessing because my frail old body and fuck holes need a chance to heal when he goes MIA. But when he goes MIA, mommy does not get that good coke. His pink coke is the best.
So, I have been going to this glory hole on the wrong side of town to blow men for money. At this glory hole the suggested tip is $20. Sometimes guys pay me more. But sometimes, they pay nothing. Depending on the day, I can make a couple hundred dollars, or I can make nothing sucking cock.
Late last night, this big cock shoved through the hole and my old toothless mouth sucked it bone dry. I even pushed his balls into my mouth. When I take out my teeth, I can swallow your cock and balls like a good taboo phone sex whore. I vacuum sucked the cum out of that big dick. And I had hoped I would get at least $20. But I got something better. The guy on the other side slipped me a bag of pink coke. And for a moment, I thought how great.
Then I heard a voice say, “Get you skinny ass over here mom.” And then I realized I just blew my own boy. I hurried over to the other side hopping for more coke, but my boy sucker punched me, then dragged me by my red hair out of the building and into his truck. Of course, I had to blow him on the drive home. I snorted lines of coke off his cock. And he choked me while viewers watched the live stream in the van. Truckers passed us and saw my boney body bobbing up and down his cock.
He forced me to push out my prolapsed asshole so any trucks that passed us would see his cock sleeve dangling out my asshole. When we got to his place, he zip tied my asshole and carried me like a bowling ball into the house. He had a finger in my prolapsed asshole, and one in my cunt. I knew I was in trouble. He tossed me inside the house, and I sailed across the floor, crashing into furniture. I think I cracked some ribs.
My boy used my prolapsed asshole like his personal cock sleeve. And his streaming audience ate it up. When he put the plastic bag over my head, I knew I was in trouble. Big trouble. Although I had a few holes for air and coke in the bag, it still felt like suffocation phone sex gone wrong. As I tried to breathe in the coke, my makeup smeared on the inside of the bag and my face.
My son forced his cock in my prolapse while affixing a zip tie to my neck so I could not breathe at all. He got me to the brink of passing out, then hurled a few side punches to my face to keep me awake for the torture. And my old body began twitching. He would let me breathe for a few seconds, then bury my face in coke, then put the bag back on my head and repeat the process until I looked purple in the face.
Although he is my family, he scares me with his level of violence. I try to focus on the coke and get as much as I can. He fucked me while punching my entire body with his tightened fists. He lifted me up like a bowling again to toss me across the room. I went flying in the air. But I bounced off the wall and crashed on the coffee table. Blood poured from my head. However, no sympathy from my son. He just punched me some more.
While down on the floor, he stomped on my prolapse, then he fisted it. He lifted me up in the air like a puppet. And forced my head on his cock. My old toothless mouth gummed him until he exploded his cock snot down my throat. What a workout. But I got a big bag of coke. The good shit too. So, I can nurse my wounds like I always do after a night partying with my boy.
My husband and I went out of town this week, but I ended up making a gangbang rape porn while he golfed. My husband loves to golf like I love to party and fuck. But I find golf boring. I stayed in the hotel while he participated in a tournament. I thought it would give me a chance to party. He does not let me party. But I got crafty. And I scored some blow before we left. I can go a couple days without boy cock. But I cannot go for a couple days without coke.
I ordered some room service and thought I could work a bit while I partied. However, the Hispanic staff had a different idea. The saw a horny white milf alone in a hotel room and decided I looked like an ass rape porn slut. They stormed the room, locked the door and shoved a ball gag in my mouth to shut me up. I could not scream. They ripped my clothes off. Choked me too. Of course, they slapped me. They turned my tits into punching bags.
They did not speak English to me. And my Spanish is rusty. But I could not stop them. They wanted to fuck me. There was one of me and eight of them. Although I am not the brightest bulb, I have some street sense. And I know that sort of 8 on 1 math would never go in my favor. So, I laid on the bed like a limp noodle letting these barrio boys force their dicks in my holes. Trouble follows me everywhere. There seems to be something about me that makes men want to turn me into their prey.
I tried to think about other things. As a seasoned sex doll, I know men have rape phone sex fantasies for women like me. They came and left. But I had to hide the bruises from my husband when he returned from golfing.
Some men believe I deserve snuff sex. They see me as a druggy whore and easy prey. And I guess to some degree I am. The monkey on my back forces me to interact with some unsavory characters. Like guys I would never look at once if I did not need coke. When I feel desperate for a fix, I get myself in a bind. And I ignore my gut.
But sometimes, big bad wolves hide in sheep’s clothing. My stepson has a friend who has always been nice to me. Nicer than my stepson. I ran into the boy while at the store yesterday. And my car would not start when I went back out. He saw me and offered me a ride home. Such a nice boy, I thought as he helped me inside with me with my groceries. But he just scoped out the place. And when he realized I was home alone, he changed. He went from Mr. Hyde to Dr. Jekyll.
He has long harbored rape phone sex fantasies for me. But I never had a clue. I told him he did not need to do this. However, he insisted he did. According to him, this was for a decade of cock teasing him. But honestly, I never meant to. I never wanted to get to close with my stepson’s friends because he is the most dangerous man in my life.
We fought. Definitely a struggle. Broke lamps and knocked shit over. I would have to tell my husband it was a home invasion or burglary. I screamed, kicked, even bit him. But the more I struggled, the more he liked it. I could not sustain the energy to fight him, so I laid there like a dead fish. And he hated that. But I refused to fight him when I realized he hated it. And he beat me to a pulp.
What the fuck? He wanted me to be his snuff porn star. I guess I should know it’s guilt by association. Underneath his friendly boy next door demeanor lies a monster like my stepson. I had to lie to my family that I fought off a home intruder. That forced me to take last night off as my eyes swelled shut. But I am scrappy. And a good liar.
Although I never mind ass rape porn, some men just go harder on my ass than others. I signed up for a bondage photo shoot. I needed some cash. And I have done hundreds of bondage photo shoots over the years. But this was not a bondage shoot. Tony turned my bondage photo shoot into something more sinister. Something more painful.
He did tie me up, but he did it so his friends could fuck my ass without me moving or fighting. When I tried to tell him that I wanted more money if this was more like a gang bang, but he slapped my face hard then shoved my dirty panties in my mouth to shut me up. Although I did not sign up for a gangbang rape porn, it’s what I got.
Tied up like a beach ball on a twin bed in some abandoned shack was not how I wanted to die. Luckily, he did not snuff me. But several times, I wished I was dead. His friends fucked my ass like they wanted to kill me. Such aggression, and anger. You would think I had wronged them the way they fucked me. Savagely they forced their hard cocks in my ass. Sometimes, I had 2-3 cocks in my ass at once.
And I had many hands fisting my pussy too. Those same hands choked me, slapped me, and punched me too. All while fucking me at the same time. I prayed it would be over soon. I heard a rib crack as one guy punched me on the side. My ribs break, heal, and break again. Story of my life. I’m just lucky that no rib fracture has punctured a lung. Thank goodness for small favors, right?
This taboo phone sex whore survived, even if barely. But I got my coke. So, at least I could dull my pain quickly.
Clearly, he had rape phone sex fantasies when he broke into my home in the middle of the night and put a knife to my throat. Scared the fuck out of me. My husband was out of town. Only me, my two sons and my niece were home. I told him to do what he wanted with me but leave the little ones out of it.
And I thought he understood and would agree to that. But he just laughed at me while pressing a cold knife against my throat. He told me, “You don’t think I am here for your used up ass, do you?” I tried to convince him that I would do whatever he wanted. Not my first home invasion phone sex fantasy. But he just kept laughing and demanded I get the boys and the little cunt in the room with me.
My voice almost cracked as I yelled for them to come into my bedroom. They all woke up but had sleep in their eyes. When they realized this was no dream, but a living nightmare, they started to panic. I told them to consider it a game. Like a fantasy game. The masked intruder made the boys play with each other out of some macabre sense of humor. He held all the power. I just tried to downplay it, so it seemed more like a game than a living nightmare.
My boys never sucked each other’s cocks. And I could tell they hated it. However, they did it for mommy. My intruder had them double penetrate their cousin. And they seemed to enjoy that. Sick little fucks. I tried to hide my arousal. But the struggle was real. And the intruder saw my nervous smile. Then he fucked my niece destroying her tiny fuck holes. But what really got me was when he turned each of my sons into his ass rape porn star. He told them to blame mommy for this. And they will never forgive me.
But just like that, our living nightmare was over. He went back out the window the same way he came in. And I was left consoling my brood and soothing battered little holes.
Holiday weekends mean this snuff porn star needs to hustle. I require more coke on weekends, especially a party weekend like July 4th. My boys wanted to have a pool party so that means more boys to keep up with. And I went through my stash that my regular drug dealer gave me on Thursday night pre-gaming. So, I hit up Dave. We go way back. He makes custom content of a violent nature for buyers.
As it turned out, he was gonna call me. He had a client who wanted a red-headed mommy for a violent rape fantasy. So many men want to do bad things to soccer moms. Perhaps, I remind men of the mother who only cock teased them to death. Regardless, I have done my share of content exploring men’s rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. I showed up to the warehouse like instructed. I figured Dave would be my assailant, but that was not the case.
The guy who ordered the custom content wanted to be the star. Once I saw the size of the guy, I panicked. This man looked massive. Like some King Kong version of a man. With some King Kong version of a cock. White man with a massive cock. The kind of cock that destroys pussies and asses. He slapped me when I reached my hand out to introduce myself. Before long, he had me stripped naked and pinned to the bed.
I prayed for a simple rape fantasy. But nothing is ever simple in my life. He got on top of me and almost crushed me. This man could send me to the morgue just from being on top of me. I thought he might crush every bone in my body. Even high this man scared me. When he started fucking me, I felt relived because the full weight of his body was no longer on me. But his cock felt like it could pull my insides out. I prayed he did not want an ass rape porn.
But prayers seem useless. I never get what I want. But I did get the coke. He prolapsed my asshole worse than anyone has, even my stepson because of the sheer girth of his cock. While he fucked my ass, I looked like some sort of cock puppet. For about 6 hours this man brutalized my fuck holes. Super big cock with superhuman strength. I survived the movie. But barely. My asshole will not go back inside my ass. So, I am not sure when I might be able to sit again. Although I got my coke, no way I could have a boy bang with my asshole dangling out my ass like tail.
