Torture sex of my asshole happens often. However, my brother and his friends have never gang banged my asshole. There is a first time for everything though. I have not seen my brother in a few weeks. I ran into him at one of my local haunts. He was there with a few friends from work. He introduced me to his co-workers as his anal whore sister. I thought it was odd, but my brother and I are super close. I was raised watching him and my mother fuck all the time. Him and I have fucked before, but he is not nasty with me. I mean I am his sister. That too changed last night. Not sure what happened. Someone spiked my drink. I woke up at my brother’s place in the middle of a gangbang rape porn with me as the star. My brother was fucked up and so were his friends. They were sodomizing the crap out of my ass. This was a side of my brother I had never seen. Turns out that he owed his friends money and couldn’t pay. These weren’t knee braking friends. But I guess they were you can use my sister’s ass friends. They fucked my ass for hours. Sometimes two dicks were in my ass at once. I had to suck my ass juice off their cocks before they went home to heir wives. I guess I can add my brother as another man who enjoys treating me like a dirty whore.
Taboo phone sex is my world. I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, a wife, a druggy whore and a slave. Not in that order either. Last night, I was my brother’s whore. He is in town on business and was not alone. He was with a male co-worker. He summoned me to his hotel room. I went because it is what I do. It is who I am. Him and his business partner wanted to fuck me. They wanted to use me. My own brother sat on my face and made me worship his ass. I had to tongue his sweaty dirty ass while his friend fucked me. His friend fucked my ass hard too. No lubrication. My brother told him that I was a nasty whore who likes it rough. I don’t really like it rough. I just don’t stop men from taking what they want. I am usually too high to fight it much either. My brother and his pal took turns fucking me. They even fisted me too. I was screaming from the pain, so they shoved my panties in my mouth to muffle my sounds. We were in a hotel. My brother and his friend eventually passed out, but I couldn’t get away because I was tied up. When they woke up, they put on some ass rape porn for inspiration and fucked my ass some more.
I was in an ass rape porn mood. I wanted my ass fucked but no one was really around to do that. My mother was home though. She was high as a kite. That makes her kinky as fuck. Sometimes, it makes her violent. She loves me, but she has some pent up anger. I wanted to channel that so she would fuck my ass hard. She got out my big black dildo that is super thick and almost a foot long. I told my mom to fuck my ass like she hated me. She loves me but I pushed her buttons,, so she would go hard on my ass. She was gaping my hole. That was what I wanted. A hardcore ass fucking. I may have not wanted my mother to fuck me but she was all that was around. My dildo was covered in shit and blood when she was done. My mom surprised me. She made me suck my dirty dildo clean. It tasted nasty, but we were both so fucking hot we got into it. She wanted me to fuck her ass next. I fucked her using my salvia as lube. My mom is not the seasoned anal whore I am, but she was loving every minute of the violent penetration I was giving her ass. I guess like mother like daughter.
Gangbang rape porn with women is more brutal than with men. I sometimes must do business with this lesbian dealer because no one else will trade sex for drugs with an old bitch with old holes. Jeanie will, but she makes me work for that bag of powder. I was desperate last night after being turned down by 4 dealers. I sent her a text. I got smiley emojis back, so I knew she was down to make a deal. I didn’t know she would sick her young cheerleader cunts on me. Five college coeds with mommy issues. Jeanie was filming the violent attack because she can profit off these sorts of underground videos. I was not high enough to take the pain. Fists in my ass and cunt. Strap-ons and big dildos down my throat and up my holes. Lots of ass slapping, face spitting and nipple pinching too. Oh, and let’s not forget about all the hair pulling too. One of the cheerleader cunts yanked out a big chunk of my red locks. My head was bleeding but she just laughed. They all laughed. Eventually, they got bored with me and stopped. I was a hot mess. Ass and cunt swollen and gaping. Scalp bleeding. My alabaster skin was turning blue and purple quickly from the abuse too. I am such a taboo phone sex slut that I take the abuse just to score some dope.
I have a taboo phone sex story to share that is appropriate for Halloween. My own Blair Witch story. My stepson kidnapped me the other night. I was asleep in bed and he snatched me up and took me to this abandoned house with a history of hauntings. I was not sure if it was urban legend or not, but I didn’t want to find out if it was truth or fiction. He said he would win money if I stayed in the haunted house all night. Fuck that shit, I told him, and I tried to get out. He was not alone. His friends grabbed me and used restraints to force me to stay. I was bound to a chair in an abandoned creepy house. They joked that I was going to be the ass rape porn star of a ghost or demon. I almost pissed myself. I knew they had cameras set up, but I had hoped they would stay. I was scared. This house was the scene of a brutal family murder decades ago. The house could never be sold because of its murderous history and today it’s a dilapidated scary house right out of a horror movie.
They left me there. I tried to think of other things as the time passed, but I was shaking. I felt weird things like hot and cold air. I swore it felt like someone was groping me, but I saw no one. Then, I knew I was not crazy. Hands were around my throat choking me. I saw no one. I felt a presence, however. A strong demonic presence. Something entered me. My body shook and convulsed from a violent fuck, but no one was visible. No one was in the house. If my stepson was punking me, I didn’t know how he was doing it. For hours I was ravaged by an unknown presence. Ghost fucked. Demon fucked. I didn’t know what, but I was fucked. As soon as the sun rose, the presence was gone. My stepson and his friends came back for me. I was chained as they left me, but I was covered in bruises and cuts. They played back the video and saw me thrashing about as I was being assaulted. I was not crazy. I was part of my stepson’s private Blair Witch project. I have no idea who or what assaulted me, but I vowed I would never go near that house again.
Ass rape porn is all he watches. He would be my stepson. He gets high and watches violent porn. Since he hates me, I am always the object of his anger. If not a punching bag, my asshole is getting the brunt of everything. That was the case last night. My husband asked me to bring his son a check. My son gets an allowance from daddy because he is a loser who can’t keep a job. I know I am hardly one to talk. I am a druggy whore. But at least I have a job. I know being a taboo phone sex whore is not a job to many, but I don’t need an allowance from daddy. I didn’t want to go because I knew the outcome would not be good for me. It never is when I must encounter him. I tried to slip it under his door, but he heard me. While I was bent over, he opened the door and yanked my arm, putting me off balance. I fell. He tied me up like a beach ball and force fucked my ass for hours. I had no choice in the matter. With him, fighting never goes my way. I don’t think there is anyone who hates me more in this world than my stepson.
When you are a coke head, bondage phone sex is one of the many things you do for a fix. He told me he would trade coke for bondage pictures. It didn’t sound like a bad choice. I told myself it was art. I was simply posing for some photos and saving the guy money. I work for coke. Anyone who knows me, knows that. I arrived on the set ready to be tied up. Nothing could have prepared me for this bondage shoot. I was tied up tightly and suspended in the air. I was not suspended with rope, however. He inserted a meat hook in my ass and hoisted me up 20 feet off the ground. My ass was holding me up. If I farted, I could have dislodged the hook and fell twenty feet headfirst on a concrete floor. My ass was being stretched. It was tearing and bleeding. I was in so much pain with likely medical grade injuries. I screamed to be let down. I was even saying fuck the coke. I was choosing my life over coke. Wow. That had never happened before. It didn’t matter, the photographer only cared about getting some hot pictures and ruining my asshole. I looked underneath me and could see the pool of blood collecting. It was my blood dripping out of my ass like a BDSM ass rape porn star. He spun me around like I was spinning on a cock not a meat hook. When he got all the pictures he wanted, he tossed me some coke and told me to get lost. One and done. He didn’t fuck me. Other than binding me up, he never touched me. He said I was just another dumb junkie willing to do anything for a fix. I guess he was right.
Rape phone sex fantasies are not always fantasies. Many guys act them out. I was walking home from a drug deal last night. I was not far from home and I didn’t think it was safe to drive my Mercedes in a black neighborhood late at night. Turns out it wasn’t safe for me to walk home either. I didn’t have to worry about the brothers. They aren’t going to hurt one of their best clients. A group of white skateboard punks jumped me when I was less than a mile from home. I live in a great neighborhood but cross the train tracks by the loading docks and I am in the worst neighborhood. These punk ass boys shoved me in the alleyway and started gang banging me. They stripped my clothes off and pissed on me like I was a dirty bum. I got smacked around before they started fucking me. I pleaded for them not to take my drugs. They just laughed. They didn’t want my drugs. They just wanted my dirty fuck holes. They took them too. Tied me up so I couldn’t struggle and fucked the dirty old mommy whore slumming for nigger dick. They thought I was in the hood for cock not coke. I let them have their jollies, so I could survive. For a bunch of schoolboys, they fucked me up good. The last mile I had to walk home took forever because I was sore and battered.
I love a hot fantasy phone sex call. I arrived at the castle by mistake. As a cop, I was out looking for missing girls. My community has had a rash of young girls disappearing into the night lately. I was following a hunch and I drove out to the outskirts of town. There was this majestic castle. It has long been shrouded in mystery. Many people have tried to scale the walls and take pictures. No one ever seems to return. I started thinking maybe that is where all the girls are. It makes sense. No one knows who lives there. Young girls just don’t vanish. I scaled the wall to check it out. It was weird though. It felt like I was being called to the castle. I managed to get in, but a shadowy figure caught me as I was taking pictures. The moment he touched me, I felt paralyzed. I felt captured. He mesmerized me with his eyes. I asked who he was, and he pointed to an ancient picture hanging on the wall. I told myself it wasn’t possible because he had not aged a bit. That was when I saw no reflection in the mirror. He was a vampire. I knew I had to escape, but he froze me with his eyes. I was powerless. Suddenly, it all became clear to me. This was were all the missing girls were and I was to be the next missing girl. As he crawled between my legs, I saw his fangs before he bit down on my inner thigh and started to drink my blood. I came. I was being exsanguinated. I was dying, yet I was aroused. If this was snuff sex, sign me up. He was powerful and sexy and deadly, very deadly. My orgasm was the last one I had as a mortal woman.
I am not a fan of bondage phone sex, but when you are a dirty submissive whore, what you want doesn’t matter. I owed this guy money. I owe lots of men money. Sometimes, I must work it off in trade. I don’t like it but if I want to keep getting coke, I have no choice. When he arrived, I was naked as instructed. I was ready for something. I had no idea what was in store for me, but I was as ready as I could be. He didn’t show up alone. I should have known better. He walked into my house with an entourage of horny guys down to fuck an old druggy whore. I am not that old but to them I am well past my prime. He tied me up like a side of beef and instructed his posse to make me a gangbang rape porn star, even if just for a few hours. I was out of coke, so I had to endure being sodomized and fisted sober. I knew if I was a good whore, my debt would be settled, and I could start earning more coke. They worked my ass and cunt over good. I was unable to walk for hours. I just laid on the floor curled up in a ball covered in sweat and cum and waiting to get high.
