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I am enslaved in the walls of this house. I have been kidnapped by my master’s own brother. My master’s brother has always been jealous of him. He would come over to the house and see how good of a submissive whore I was. I could tell he always wanted me for himself. His desires to enslave me and have me surrender my will to him was to much for him to keep in. He broke in late at night when he knew my master was asleep. While I was still sleeping, he crept into the room, placed his dirty sox in my mouth and put duct tape over, so master wouldn’t hear his own brother kidnap me for himself. It was a long drive until we reached my new master’s home. I could tell he has been planning this for a while now. He had his basement set up, ready to bring his new slave whore home. He didn’t waste any time training me to be his. He pinned me down to the ground, took his sharp pocket knife and stripped my clothes off. He ran the knife lightly down my back. I know my new master likes blood, I could see the saliva building up in his mouth as he fantasized of cutting me wide open. He softly whispered to himself that it was to soon for knife play and tossed the knife beside him. He stripped down, proud to show me he had a much bigger and thicker cock than my old master did. He didn’t restrain me, he was testing me to see if I would run or be a good little slave whore for him. With his cock rock hard he plunged into my ass hole. I have been fucked in the ass many times but the dryness from my new master’s cock roughly rubbing on my tight already swollen ass was more than I could handle. I could feel blood dripping down the back of my leg, that really excited him. My blood is what he used to lube his thick heavy cock. My new master could see my face was tense and in pain. He ordered me to turn around like a good little bitch slave. Once I turned around, he took his hands and opened my mouth up wide. He wanted my face to look happy while he was plowing my asshole. My new master wants me to smile while he makes me bleed. This is just the beginning. In time my new master will fuck me until I have no more blood left to give.
I never thought I would be such a submissive little black whore. I remember back when no man could ever tell me shit. Now I am sitting in a room on the floor but ass naked waiting to be fed my next meal. One of the guys keeping me prisoner here decided he wanted to start playing a game with me. If I want to eat for the day, I must quench my thirst first. Every morning for the past week one of the men will come in my room and wake me up with my morning drink. They tell me if I want to eat, I need to drink every drop of their thick warm cum. When Every last drop of cum drips down my throat the men whip me around exposing my tight little asshole. This is when the real fun begins for them, this is how I will earn my food for the rest of the day. They put a blind fold over my eyes hoping my sensation of touch will be heightened. Then the pain comes, tiny splinters piercing my asshole with every inch the rotten baseball bat enters me. The men get much pleasure of watching the blood ooze out of my tiny little asshole. Once they are satisfied, they tell me I can eat once I pick out every splinter from my throbbing bloody asshole. These men really know how to make me a submissive little whore and work for my food. They are recruiting new members soon. I am sure things are only going to get more intense.
I was drunk the other night and walking home alone. I know it’s not safe, but I was too drunk to drive. Someone grabbed me from behind and pulled me into an alley. I could see they were white guys. They looked like frat boys. One of them had some Greek letters on his shirt. I fought as hard as I could, but they pinned me down. They called me a whore as they fisted my cunt. I was drunk, but it hurt like fuck. One of the dudes pissed on me. It was me against them and they had the upper hand. They were young for being so sadistic. I struggled to get free but got kicked in the ribs and punched in the belly. I am no virgin, but their fists and cocks in my ass and pussy hurt like fuck. I could feel the blood trickling out of me. I begged for them to leave. They just continued to kick and fuck me. They spit on me, pissed on me and one guy took a shit on my face. They were humiliating me and getting off on it. When they left, I was naked and battered and bruised. I smelled like a sewer. I limped back home, took a shower and put a needle in my arm to forget the whole thing.
I was watching snuff porn with my boyfriend last night and I never saw his dick harder. A young girl was getting fucked to death. Her tiny body was obliterated by big cocks.He told me we should make our own snuff movie. I looked at him like he was crazy at first, but the more he watched the movie, the wetter I got thinking about being an accomplice for a change. By the time the screen went blank, he was searching for the right victim on Facebook. He wanted to force fuck and snuff his ex-girlfriend’s daughter. They haven’t seen each other in a decade. She was just learning to walk then, so she wouldn’t recognize him. No one would think of him as the suspect. I was the wingman. As a woman, I can lure a young girl. I studied her haunts on Face Book. Young girls put everything on social media, much to the happiness of predators like my man. It was easy to lure her away from her posse at the mall. I gave her some bullshit line about being a friend of her mom’s and she needed her. I drove her to a no tell motel where my man was waiting. She had no clue who he was, and she didn’t see it coming. I hit her over the head just enough to knock her out. When she woke up, my man was shoving his cock in her ass. She was bleeding and crying. I of course was wet as fuck. For one, I was not being hurt, but also, it was hot to see a little one abused. He played with her tight holes rough because he wasn’t keeping her. This was a fuck and kill sort of thing. He fucked her, I killed her. He made me do it. As a victim it was weird to be the sadistic. I gutted her like a pig and dismembered her. I fed her to the wild coyotes. There was nothing left of her. Folks will think she ran away. Easy first kill, well for him at least. It was tougher for me, but I am a good slave, even when I am just the accomplice.
The men I was sold too were feeling especially sadistic today, they wanted to make some ass rape porn and guess who got to star in their movie? Yup, that’s right, me. I was already so sore and swollen from last night but I knew better than to say no to them, I just got dressed and got down on my hands and knees like they told me to. The pain was so severe that I had to scream but that didn’t bring me any mercy, if anything it just made them fuck me harder! There were more men than I could count, they were fucking me for hours and hours and I thought for sure that my death time was coming soon but it just would never end. I was praying for death but that just made them laugh at me harder, they were getting rougher and rougher and I didn’t know how much more I could really take! Eventually it all ended, they left me beaten and bruised all curled up in a corner waiting to die. I didn’t even get a last meal, only a belly full of cum. I wonder if this is it, will I die this time?
I fucked up big time. I thought I could take a little blow off a shipment. I am a drug mule for my boyfriend. I was only taking a little and I am his girl. I didn’t think he would get that pissed. I was wrong. When I came back from the pickup, he knew the shipment felt light. He knew I was high. He smacked me across the face. I cried, apologized, pleaded and begged, but the damage was done. He tied me up and sodomized me for hours. He choked me while he rammed his dick in my ass. My ass was sore. It was bleeding and prolapsed. I felt like an ass rape porn star. I begged for mercy, but I got none. When his dick tired out, he fisted my ass. He put his entire damn arm up my ass for a few lines of coke off a huge brick. He kept saying, “Whores need to know what doesn’t belong to them.” My ass was never this abused. I finally saw his bad side and it scared the fuck out of me. He got pissed that he got shit and blood on his hand, so I had to lick it off. I still can barely walk. He fucked my ass up good.
My old man traded me to the 5th Ward Bloods for twenty rocks of crack. The trap house was full of thugs with huge black cocks. They treat me like a plastic sex doll. I’m kept in a locked room with a dirty mattress on the floor. All day and night, a different gangster enters the room and brutally pounds my tight holes. My pussy is swollen and bloody from the non-stop abuse. They never feed me food, so I live off of their semen. I suck their dicks like a starving animal. My lips hurt from sucking dick all day long. I’ve stopped fighting and hoping to be rescued because no one cares about me. I’m a vessel for hard cock. They treat me worse than their fierce pit bulls. For laughs, they put me on a leash and make perform sex acts with the furry creatures. My life is a living hell that won’t end.
My old man dropped me off with a strange man for an envelope full of cash. He told the strange man not to mark my face, got in his car and left. The strange man’s name was Tim and he was cruel. He punched me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and dropping me to my knees. He pulled me up by my hair, bent me over a table, and pulled my panties down. I wasn’t ready but he shoved three fingers into my dry cunt anyway. He gripped my hair in his fist and pulled me away from the table. He forced me back down to the floor and shoved his dick in my mouth. He only wanted me to lubricate his dick with saliva because he bent me over again and shoved his dick into my tight cunt again. He was mean and aggressive. He even bit my flesh a few times. He punched, pinched and scratched me. I was a plastic doll for him to abuse because my boyfriend likes to smoke crack.
My boyfriend is addicted to crack and heroin. My job is to keep him high or he’ll beat my ass. I belong to him, I’m his money-making machine. I walk the streets daily selling my ass to the highest bidder. It’s really scary getting into strangers’ cars but it’s worse going home with no money. Last week, he slapped me so hard that I flew across the living room. He gets pleasure from hurting me, it makes his dick hard when I cry. He chokes me until I turn blue and pass out. Then he wakes me by kicking my body. I want to leave but I have nowhere to go. I know one day he’ll kill me and put my body somewhere no one will be able to find me. Then he’ll replace me with a new younger model. I walked into the house and hand him all of my money but its never enough. Getting in those cars and sucking strange dick and swallowing semen all day but it’s never enough.
My old man gave me a gift wrapped in a box. I was surprised because he’s never giving me anything. For a brief moment I was happy but not for long. I opened the box and saw a human dog collar and leash. He was telling me where my place was in his world, I was no better than a dog or an object. Tears rolled down my face as he fastened the collar around my neck. He made me get down on my knees and walked me around the living room like a well-trained dog. I didn’t dare protest because he would kick my ass. I knew my place. He sat in his favorite chair and pulled my chain because he wanted his dick sucked. I held his huge dick and licked it all over before putting it in my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow like he trained me to do. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I opened my mouth because he liked making sure that it was empty.