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Feeling a strange tingling sensation wash over me I find myself nude and bound in a rundown efficiency apartment. My body is numb and I am unable to talk as though I am fully paralyzed but fully aware. My eyes can move and I see water stained walls and torn wallpaper. There appears to be things moving on the walls and ceiling. I see strange dirty men, like street people huddling around the tiny kitchen where the entrance is. Then to my horror I see a black man a junkie come towards me with a huge syringe.

That was the last thing I recall prior to being completely comatose. Upon awakening I see a strange man pulling a blanket over me and smiling down. “You looked cold laying there” is all he said and he left the apartment. I start to feel nauseous and able to move. I try sitting up as I see a bathroom to my right. But wait what is that sticky stuff all over me? Looking down at my body, to my horror I see blood all over me, between my legs my arms, my chest! Panic sets in and I try to throw my legs over the edge of the bed. I step down and feel a shooting pain in my belly.

Making it into the bathroom, I look in the mirror and see blood smeared with semen all over me. My arms are covered with cuts and needle marks. I crouch down and start crying, as I haven’t seen the man that owned me currently. I was just purchased by him at the last auction. What day is it? I feel like I have been in a drug stupor for days. I feel dirty used and broken. As I am crunched down feeling my demise upon me I feel a leather hand on my shoulder.

Well Geneva, you have been such a good slave for me but my time is nearly up and we must get you back to the auctions. Shuddering as I stood he had some clean towels and a washcloth he started to pull a bath in a filthy tub crawling with roaches. I try backing out, but there was another man blocking the entrance. I was directed to get into the tub and he preceded to wash me. As he worked the soapy cloth over my wounds he smiled he poured more pink liquid from a turquoise container on the cloth and continued to relish in my discomfort.

You were a very good slut doll for all my clients Geneva. I hope your enjoying your time south of the border. I know my clients have enjoyed your listless white fleshed fuck toy to abuse and fuck for 3 days straight. But I regret to tell you that you are no longer clean. He laughed a evil hoarse laugh your going to be jonesing for a fix real soon little lady. I’m not worried I’ll get you across the border and dump you at the auction house like a bag of garbage. You were real good taking all that black cock. You bled real nice when they ripped you open stuffing your holes until white girls pussy started stretching good.

I will be sure to tell them at the auction that you are a real good to go for more extreme gang bangs.

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Rape fantasy phone sex with Mistress of brutality Geneva.

Rape fantasy phone sex heats up  as only a dream, and one hell of a taboo phone sex dream  fantasy it was. This fantasy  started with me sitting at the bar in some place I can’t quite place. This place was a majestic  bar and seems it could have been one in the French Quarter. However, you see I don’t recall ever being to the French Quarter only in dreams have I found myself there. Upon awakening from this dream everything seemed so real the blood in my mouth, the feeling of bruising all over my body.

I saw myself sitting there dressed like Mistress of the Night in the style of the 1900’s. I felt like I was in a Jack the Ripper rendition based in an Absinthe bar in New Orleans. Seeing myself get wasted on Absinthe and Opium as I visited with one John after another. The last one was an image burned in my mind as I was left for dead when he finished with me.

He got me high and used me, beat me, choked me and cut me before he even fucked me. Rendering my body lifeless this man took me like a rag doll. His hands around my neck as he thrust inside my pussy so raw and bloody from all his abusive fisting and object fucking. He slit my throat as he filled me with his salty cum. Pulling out he came all over my neck mixing his saltiness with my blood as he laughed and slapped me with his cock and left me there bound to the bed bleeding and gasping for breath. Then I awoke.

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