He said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.
Bondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.
All men have rape phone sex fantasies if they are honest with themselves. Some just need pushed more than others. I have a hot neighbor. He is married and a do gooder. He is a pastor and that is a challenge to me. I know I am warped for wanting to discover the pastor’s dark side. I put on a tempting red outfit and went next door to make the pastor a sinner. I acted like I was interested in church. I am not a religious woman. I only worship cock. I had his attention easier than I thought. He wanted to take me into his prayer room. OMG. The pastor is a nasty freak. The prayer room was full of BDSM equipment. He told me it was a punishment room for naughty sinners like me. He made me strip naked. He tied me to some table and collared me. The pastor was a real-life sadist. He whipped me for hours telling me to repent my demons. I hurled some blasphemy sex statements like fuck your god and that angered him more. He pulled his cock out and punished my ass for my blasphemous mouth. He had no idea I was begging for it. He gave it to me harder than I expected. Turns out the pastor has some demons of his own and a very wicked side. By the time he was done with me, I was covered in bruises and welts. And cum. I was covered in holy jizz.
He wanted me to be his accomplice phone sex partner. Normally, I am the victim, but when he wanted me to help him break in a new bitch, I jumped at the chance. Why would I refuse? He dragged this little cunt into the room. He kidnapped her at a protest. He told me her privileged white ass had no clue what she was protesting and needed to know what true suffering is about. I stripped her Catholic schoolgirl outfit off her tiny body. I forced her head down on master’s cock. While she was learning to breathe through her nose, I was fucked her cunt with my fist. Now, she knew oppression. She knew pain. She knew subjugation. I turned her into a young ass rape porn star with my fist. Master turned her into a whore with his cock. He fucked her so hard, her eyes teared up. She was the victim of opportunity. A white do gooder schoolgirl who needed to learn what real oppression feels like. Master smothered her with his big balls. I ruined her asshole and master bred her little womb so he can be a daddy soon. I will of course have to raise the brat for master, but I am happy to break in any young slut for him or you. At least it gives my holes a much needed break.
What are you afraid of most? For this taboo phone sex slut, it is spiders. I hate the 8-legged freaks. I have this recurring nightmare of being covered in mutant spiders. You know, the big hairy tarantula kind. My stepson who hates me, recently discovered my fear and used it against me. With my husband out of town for a week, my stepson has free range to torment and torture me. Two nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and screamed bloody murder when I felt something crawling all over me. I thought it was a bad dream, but my bed was covered in spiders. I felt like I was in some B SyFy channel movie. I tried to swat the 8-legged freaks off me, but I became paralyzed in fear. Then panic hit and I could barely breathe, and I certainly could not move. I heard laughter. My stepson was in the corner of my bedroom stroking his dick. He was enjoying my fear. I thought I might have a heart attack. Spiders were falling from the ceiling. As my heart rate accelerated, I peed myself, but I was still immobilized with fear. He just laughed and jacked off. I screamed loudly and one got in my mouth. I was hyperventilating, sure I might stroke out. I begged for mercy. I told my stepson I would do anything he wanted if he could get them off me. He dragged me to the basement with hairy spiders still clinging to my flesh. He turned on the water hose and killed them. I worried about them still in my bedroom and in the house. I knew I may never sleep again. My skin bruised from the force of the water hose, but that was better than the feel of spiders crawling on my flesh. He asked me if I was going to be a good fuck pig and I nodded yes. I was still too freaked out to utter a word. If he was trying to scare me into being his sex slave, it worked. Ass rape porn was what was next. He sodomized me for hours. I laid there like a rag doll while he gaped my ass. He could have done anything to me at that point. Anything was better than spiders. I slept in my car and called the exterminator the next day. I will forever sleep with one eye open now.
Sadistic phone sex Sunday started early. It was around 2am when my stepson dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming. His dad is out of town. I knew this would happen; I just thought it would happen in the morning or late afternoon. He dragged me to the basement kicking and screaming. Not sure why I protest every time, it is a weekly occurrence. It is not that I am willing when it comes to him. It is just that I have accepted that I cannot change the way things are with him. I am complacent. I fought and I pleaded in the beginning, and the outcome was the same as if I was complacent. I think he enjoys it more when I protest, so I try not to fight. I hate my stepson. He is an entitled brat with mommy issues. He hates me because daddy traded in for a younger model. It devastated his mother and she took it out on him and now he takes it out on me. It is revenge that makes him treat me like shit. He blackmails me so I cannot run crying to daddy, or my nice cushy life is over. I let him string me up in the basement. He put a ball gag in me so I would not wake anyone in the house. His half-brothers were sound asleep. I know if they knew what kind of abuse I suffered at their big brother’s hands, they would try to kill him. I tried to be quiet for that reason alone. It was hard last night because he beat me with a belt buckle so hard, he cracked a rib. He cut me down when I was gasping for air, but instead of letting me go, he kicked me and fucked me. Left me on the cold concrete slab with bugs crawling around. I was handcuffed and ball gagged. I was not going anywhere soon, and no one was coming to save me.
I made some money last night making a gangbang rape porn. I need money for coke. This virus is making everything so hard. When I heard this seedy strip club opened back up, I went. I thought maybe I could strip. It is one of those kinds of places that women can walk in off the street and hop on stage. Druggy whores like mike frequent it when we need to score. This is not gentleman’s club. This is a dirty club where girls smell like piss and have needle tracks. I knew I at least smelled better and had no tracks. Guys must be starving for some pussy as much as I am starving for coke. They wanted me to wear a mask on stage. I laughed because Covid-19 was not what a woman was likely to catch in a place like that, lol. I got on stage and did a pole dance while men tossed me crumbled up ones. One guy gave me $100 for the VIP room. VIP room sounds way too lofty for what it was. The room had cum stains on the wall, used needles in the corner and smelled like an alley. I was selling my soul being in there, but I needed a fix. Two more guys came in and they wanted to fuck me too. No doubt. I was the cleanest thing in the joint. They did not just want to fuck me. They wanted to use me to get their rocks off. They were rough. A girl must expect that kind of treatment in a place like that. They passed me around like a strung out whore and fucked me. Fists in my ass, dicks in my mouths. They did not touch my pussy in case I was a diseased ridden whore. I was in that room about an hour. They filled me with cum, even slapped me around a little, giving me black eyes. I only made $150 for all that but it was enough to score some powder.
Being a taboo phone sex whore confined to home has been brutal. My stepson has been renting out my holes to his friends. He was laid off from his job. His unemployment was held up, but with his red-headed step mommy at home, he has a way to make money still. Good for him. Bad for me. Very bad for me. Last night he had invited 6 guys over. They partied and I was the party favor. Not my idea of a fun night. My ass was full of cock and fists. It was full of cum and piss too. They got high and played spin the bottle on the whore. Whomever the bottle landed on, he got to do whatever he wanted to me. It meant it was his turn to use me. They all thought I was an ass rape porn star. Why younger guys are obsessed with my ass is a mystery, but they are. I know I am an anal sex whore. I can take big things up my shit box, but my stepson and his friends have one mission in life it seems. And that is to ruin my asshole. Once they prolapsed my ass hole, they put a hair tie around my bulging anus. One of the guys went into the bathroom and came back with an Icy Hot stick. He rubbed it all over my asshole that was inside out. I screamed bloody murder. It burned. It felt like they sprinkled acid on my prolapsed ass. They laughed while I cried. I do not cry much. I have a high pain threshold. They surpassed it because they are sadistic boys with no compassion for me or anyone. Fucking little bastards used me for hours until they passed out. I untied myself and tried to push my ass back inside. It will be awhile before I can sit or shit again.
I made an ass rape porn last night. Only, there was no other person involved for once. Normally, some man is using my ass like a chew toy. I needed money. Business has been slow. My husband owns his own business, which is non-essential, so little money is coming into the house right now. I know lots of men are stuck at home with time on their hands. I decided to get on a cam show. I have learned a few things over the years about modern technology. I have lots huge sex toys because I am a kinky bitch. I am no stranger to big cocks or lots of cock up my ass. I am just not usually getting paid to be violated nor am I the one violating myself. I took matters into my own hands. I got viewers to pay to watch me in my own home violate my tight ass. There are plenty of men who enjoy anal torture sex shows. Watching me live assured them I was for real too. I laid out all the sexy toys I had, and several things not deemed for the ass like a baseball bat, a rolling pin and a wine bottle. For the first ten minutes of the show, I just masturbated and talked about my dark desires. After that, the game was on. Men paid to watch me insert things in my ass. I had this one 13-inch long, 9-inch wide black butt plug I scored at a dirty bookstore before shit shut down. There was a bidding war on that toy in my ass. I went with the highest bidder and his bid was more than all the other bids for all the other toys combined. Men wanted to see if I could take something that big and thick up my ass. I did, but not without a lot of pain and a huge mess. That was the thickest thing I ever had up my ass, but I loved every moment of it.
I have a babysitter phone sex story to share. I am not really a babysitter. Not a professional one, at least. Yes, I have sons, but I never discipline them. I am high all the time and rarely do typical mom things. I am hardly qualified to watch some other woman’s brats. But I need money. This COVID-19 thing makes it hard to score coke. The one person I know who will sell it to me only takes cash. He will not trade my pussy for even a pinch. I got creative. I mean since schools are off, many parents still must work. No day cares open either. I put up an ad on this sitter site and I guess a lot of folks think a soccer mom from the burbs is a safe bet. Not like I am going to hurt their brats. I just may not pay close attention to them like expected. I do not pay attention to my brats. These boys were older than I expected. They could be left alone and trusted to not burn down the house. They were aggressive fuckers though. Caged animals not schoolboys. I was only there an hour when they tied me up and tore my clothes off. They saw me as a present not a sitter. They must have been watching ass rape porn videos because they assaulted my ass. I never met such young and aggressive boys before. They told me that their daddy told them you must take what you want in this world. They wanted me and they had me. They put both of their cocks in my holes at once. Ass, pussy and mouth. They came on me. Pissed on me. Fucked the shit out of me. Schoolboys got the better of me. When their father came home, he took a turn at me too. Like father like son.
