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I am a drug whore and a pain slut bitch. Which means I am always hustling. but let’s face facts I am getting old and I am not getting the type of money I once got back in the day when my holes were a hell of a lot tighter and I was a hell of a lot younger. My slutty daughters now bring in the big cash for mommy to get her fix. I have been training them to be drug whores and pain sluts since they popped out my twat. My girls are happy to help me out. They do not want me to crash I am a bitch and when I am not happy no one is. My girls still have a lot to learn when it comes to giving men a happy ending but I am always there to help spread their legs and shove their mouths on a nice big juicy cock.
I love how men will say they are tough but when it comes right down to it they are too chicken shit to fuck me up the way I need to be fucked up to get off. Either they are afraid to do it or in the mindset of respect my body. Fuck that I am a drug whore and the only way I can get off is with intense brutal pain. I can’t even get wet unless my body is absorbing pain. If I have to I will bite your dick to get you to hurt me back. I need you to pound on me like I am a six-foot dude. I crave for the blood, welts, and bruises you will give me on my body.
You promised me exactly what I wanted a night to remember. I don’t know it yet but I know you. You have been talking with me online with a fake profile. A few years ago I fucked you and robbed your wallet and few other valuable items while you were passed out from the drug I slipped into your drink. It has taken you sometime but you are ready to get your revenge. I think I am on my way to have a nice date with a sucker of a guy that I will also drug fuck and rob from. Little do I know what you have waiting for me. I pull up to your house and I knock on the door. I do not recognize you when you greet me. I walk in and for the first hour, everything is going according to my plan. After dinner, I suggest we have some drinks and that is where I plan to drug you. But this time I will not have such luck. You disappear and come back with two glasses of red wine and a knife hidden behind you. We sit down on the couch and I try to distract you but you are not having it. You look into my eyes and kiss me so softly and gently. I am in a trance for a moment. Bam, something hits my head and I fall off the couch and double over in pain on the floor. You throw your body on top of me and punch me in my face calling me a trashy whore. “do you remember me you stupid cunt?” Before I could answer with a no you remind me of who you are and what I did to you a few years ago. You are one of many that I fucked drugged and robbed so I barely remember your face or that night. But I have a feeling I will remember you after tonight.
Something that I can’t stop thinking about lately is some extreme snuff phone sex. A girl like me loves to be a victim for a P Daddy or any man who needs to use me as his release. Talking about it and from coming close to it so many times in real life is the closest I will ever get in order to tell about it that is. The first time I started really thinking about being snuffed out while being fucked was while watching the movie Karla. I thought it was a porno but it was simply very graphic. The scene I always masturbate to includes something like them kidnapping some young virgin slut and bringing her back to their place to fuck. He was choking her with a cord and telling her to say she’s his little Catholic girl slut. He buries his cock into her tiny pussy and snuffs her little life out, cumming in her at the same time too. Later he beats his girlfriend and does almost the same thing, choking her with a cord until she passes out as he screams at her to shut the fuck up while he’s destroying her holes. I always wanted that to happen to me so badly, and it has! I cum so hard when I get choked out – blacking out and waking up filled with cum is quite the feeling. But what’s an even better feeling is not knowing if I will wake up or not.
“Pick three little brats Chelsea” he purrs into my ear. We are sitting in his car, tinted windows that no one could ever see in, me and him up front parked facing the park. There are little ones of all shapes and sizes there and he wants my help picking out his next victims. I look around, curious of my options I want a nice range in each stage of life they are in – the first I go ahead and decide will be the one being cradled by a woman, small as can be with a pink dress on and a matching pink bow in her nonexistent hair. She is as pure and innocent as they come, and I already know he will enjoy fucking her fresh little pussy raw and snuffing her itty bitty life out when he’s done. The next I spot is a girl playing on the swing, her dress keeps flowing up and showing her new big girl panties. Her hair is brown and her eyes are too, she even has her hair braided into two pigtails…he’s going to love that. The last girl I notice hasn’t graduated to panties yet but looks like she will be soon, she is old enough to talk and understand it is wrong but small enough that her fight will be totally useless. I make friends with the oldest two, luring them to the car where he ties them up and silences their screams. The youngest one isn’t as hard as you may think, I just picked her up when her Mommy went to take the other one into the bathroom – she will never see her daughter again. They are all lined up with their innocent small bald pussies, crying and whining against their ropes knowing what’s going to happen is going to be bad. He one by one has me hold them down as he fucks them bloody and snuffs them out as I see their big eyes dim, helping him do it all because if not I’ll be just like them
tonight at the club I was digging on this sexy motherfucker. We were dancing and grinding all night on each other not uttering one fucking word to one another. But each of us knowing what was going to happen at the end of the night when they turn on the lights and kick us out the club. Well needless to say when that happens we are heading back to my place for a wild fucking time. Once inside this sexy motherfucker grabbed me by the throat throwing me into the wall hard as hell. Then he pulls his knife out cutting off my shirt at the same time cutting my nipple a little bit. Oh, it felt so fucking good I had hoped this guy was going to use the knife more of on my milky white flesh. Even better I hope he goes all the way tonight and takes my life after he treats me like i am nothing but a piece of white slut trash.
Mandy got a new man. And when I say, a new man, I mean her new drug dealer she is fucking. She is a coke and pill whore like me. Mandy and I got this pack between us when we get free drugs we share. Her man is a big black dude with a thick BBC. And like most black men he loves watching his black dick disappear in white slut flesh. Right away Mandy mentioned me to him. She told him I was just as much of a druggy pain slut as she is for the right price. Carmine offered us an 8-ball of coke and bag of skittled pills for us to split. Lol, he had us at 8-ball.
I answered your ad for a date. Your profile was sweet with a tinge of rebellion in it. I liked your stats. Tall, built, and all around just a sexy motherfucker. We went to dinner and you were a perfect gentleman. I was unaware that when I went to use the ladies room you spiked my drink. As the night started to wind down I could feel the light heaviness in my head. I looked around and the room was spinning. I was drinking wine but I didn’t think this much. Being the gentleman you are you help me to your car and offer me your spare bed to sleep in. When you get back to your place your attitude changes. You become rough with me. Dragging me out of the car and throwing me on the bed. You rip off my clothes grabbing and pawing at my body. I mentally am fighting you off me but I can’t move a limb. I feel the cold air hit my body. I try to speak but all I do is drool and slur. You tell me you are going to fuck me for hours and when you get bored of me that is when you are going to snuff my life out. You start to kick and punch me and I can’t even defend myself. I can feel the pain everywhere and you don’t stop with your hits. My perfect gentleman turned into a sadist.
Tony dropped by unannounced like he always does. He sneaks into my house usually at night time when I am asleep. He likes the forced rape fantasy and wants to play it out as legit as possible. I love a good beating but I also like to fight back. Ya know make the man work for his prize. Tony wants me to fight back. Our limits are there are no limits. He can do whatever he wants to get me under control and I can fight back any way I please. We never play it out the same way twice. He is never gently and I fight back as hard as I can. I even bit his dick once and he took his gun and knocked me over the head with it knocking me out. Tony makes me squirt my cunt juices hard across the fucking room every fucking time.
Daddy Paul is a sadistic, evil, kinky, wonderful man I met about a year and a half ago. He wants me to help him turn his teenage daughter into masochist whore just like me. Lana had no idea what kind of night her daddy had planned for her when they pulled into my driveway. I let them into my house and I offered Lana ice tea with a splash of vodka and GHB. The first time I was ever beaten I was drugged out of my mind. And it worked I flipped right away and I haven’t been able to squirt my cunt juices without a good fucking beat down. I could see she was losing balance and starting to slur her words. I started to strip her clothes off of her and she was trying to fight back. I shut that shit right down. I backhanded her face and kicked her right in her teen cunny. She started to cry falling to the ground. I yelled at her to be a good bitch or she would get more. She looked to her daddy for some help but he was too busy stroking his one-eyed monster. I grabbed to leather straps and handed one to her daddy. And together we were whipping her body. She was squirming all over the floor trying to get away and sloppily begging us to stop. We ignored her and kept whipping her into the blood started to drip from her flesh. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her across the floor and down my basement step where I have my torture chambers. Paul scooped her up and threw her on the wooden table tying all four of her limbs securely. Spitting on her face and shoving his fist into her mouth getting it nice and wet. He moved his fist down to her cunny. Without mercy, he shoved that fist deep in her cunny. She was screaming like a bitch but I took care of that. I shoved my fist in her mouth. And started punching with my other fist in her temple into the bitch passed the fuck out. When she wakes up she will be a masochist.