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,Sadistic phone sexMy man traded me for a few hundred to a man from his job. I had a bad feeling and refused to leave the car so my crackhead boyfriend dragged me to the front door by my hair. I relaxed a little when a harmless looking man opened the door. But I should have known not to judge a book by its cover. As soon as my man’s car left his driveway the man attacked by biting me. That’s what turned him on, biting. He bit me all over my body. I had bite marks on my tits, face, neck, thighs, and legs. I lost count after 20 bites. He acted like a wild animal and my cries of pain turned him on. By the end of the night, I was a bloody mess. This man who looked like an innocent school teacher was a sick psychopath. My man came and picked me up the next morning. When we got into the car to leave he slammed my head against the window and yelled at me for provoking the man. I cried all the way home.

The Belt

Sadistic phone sexI was so scared walking towards my front door. I didn’t make enough money to keep my crackhead boyfriend high all night. I opened the door and handed him all of the money I made from hooking up and down the boulevard. He counted the cash with an evil snarl on his face. He threw the cash at my face then slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. He spit on me and relief briefly flooded through my body. I thought his tantrum was over, but I was so wrong. He gripped my hair in his fist and dragged me upstairs like I was a rag doll. He flung me towards the bed and pulled his belt from his pants.
“Get your fucking clothes off NOW!” , he demanded.
I took my clothes off and he started whipping me with his belt like I was a runaway slave. He hit me over and over again, each last worse than the one before. He hit me until his arm got tired. With welts all over my body, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.

Endless Abuse

Sadistic phone sexI’ve been in an abusive relationship with my crack addict boyfriend since I was a teen. I met him through my parents who are also crack addicts. All my boyfriend had to do to take me from my neglectful parents was toss them a few crack rocks. He took my virginity and my innocence. It wasn’t long before he was forcing me to sell my body to keep him high. He beats me for almost anything because he has a hair trigger temper. He expects food on the table and a spotless home anything less is another ass beating. I figured out the only way his dick can get hard is through violence. Sometimes when he’s feeling really sadistic he’ll force me to suck his cock for hours until my lips are swollen. I’ve tried running away but he always finds me and beats me for trying to escape. Sometimes I hope I get in the wrong car and the john ends my life, because that’s the only thing I have left…hope.

The Thugs’ Pet

Gangbang rape pornIt’s been 3 weeks and I’m still at the gangsters’ trap house. Every time my man shows up I think he’s taking me back to our house but he’s only there to get more crack. He sees the bruises all over my body but he doesn’t care. I plead and cry for him to rescue me, but someone slaps me to shut me up. Thug after thug fucks me in every hole until blood runs down my thighs. The big joke that keeps them rolling on the floor with laughter is keeping a leash around my neck and forcing me to crawl around on my hands and knees. They feed me dog food in a dog bowl and whip me with a leather belt if I try to use my hands to feed myself. I feel so humiliated, like shit on the bottom of a shoe. I cry out to God to rescue me, but I guess he’s ignoring me.

The Gangsters’ Play Toy

Gangbang rape pornMy man left me at the gang’s trap house for a few crack rocks again. These thugs treat me worse than a dog. For their amusement, they force me to eat from a dog bowl like an animal. I stay on my knees sucking cock all day until my lips are swollen and sore. They bend me over and fuck my asshole brutally until blood runs down my thighs. I’m not allowed to cry or scream out in pain or they beat me. They forced me to smoke crack until I beg for more. Smoking crack takes away the pain and sadness of knowing my body is worth 3 crack rocks. Minutes blend into hours, and hours blend into days as I’m fucked over and over again. As soon as one gangster fucks me and leaves my cunt filled with semen the next gangster steps up to take his place. I’m constantly hoping that my crack head boyfriend will come to my rescue, but he never comes.

Clumps of Hair

Violent phone sexI accidentally over-cooked my man’s steak and he flew into a rage. He threw the plate and the steak against the wall. The plate shattered into million broken pieces. He flew toward me and I ran towards the door. I was half way out of the door but he pulled me back in by my hair. He loves jerking me around by my hair. Sometimes he pulls and jerks it so hard that it comes out in clumps. He slapped me so hard that I swear that I saw stars. But I guess that I didn’t scream in pain loud enough because he punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in pain, no sound escaped my lips because he had knocked the wind out of me. Now he was satisfied. He’s beat my ass so many times that I’ve lost count. Why can’t I leave? What’s wrong with me? I sell my pussy to keep him high on crack. But still, he isn’t satisfied until he puts his hands on me.

Walking The Streets

Violent phone sexBeing with my abusive boyfriend has taught me how to be seen and not heard. He likes me to be submissive, whatever he says is law. I’m not allowed to look him in the eye because it’s a sign of disrespect. I have to keep my eyes on the floor. He has me trained like a dog. He’s a drug addict, he’s mean when he’s high and even meaner when he’s not. He doesn’t work and I’m his only source of income. Every day he sends me out into the mean streets to sell my body to strangers. I suck and fuck so many men that my pussy is always swollen and sore. If I don’t come home with enough money to keep him high all night he beats me. I walk the streets until my feet blister and bleed just to keep him happy. Pull your car over when you see me walking by, you won’t regret it because I’ll let you do anything for the right amount of money. I’m a victim and I’ll always be a victim.

Gangbang Nightmare

Gangbang rape pornI’m still with the 5th Ward Bloods, the roughest gang in our city. They’ve been giving my man free dope to keep me as a sex slave in their crack house. I’ve been sucking so much cock and fucking so many gangsters that both pairs of lips and my asshole are swollen and sore. The leader of the gang put leash and collar around my neck and he walks me around the crack house like I’m a dog. He forces me to suck his cock in front of everybody. If I stop sucking his hits me so hard that I almost pass out, and everyone in the room laughs at my pain. I’ve cried so much that I don’t have any more tears. Every time my man shows up I thinks he’s coming to my rescue but he just wants more crack. I suck cock and get fucked for hours with very few breaks. Every time I fall asleep another thug put his dick in my face. I want to run away but I’m too scared. Someone, please help me!!

The 5th Ward Bloods

Gangbang rape pornMy man owed a shit load of money to the 5th Ward Bloods. The 5WB’s were the largest gang in our city. They sold crack out of a trap house a few blocks from our home. They weren’t taking any more of his “I’ll pay you later” excuses. If he didn’t come up with the money they were going to kill him. He didn’t have the money but he told them he had something better …me. He made me put on my sluttiest dress and my highest heels. He drove me to the trap house and dragged me inside. There were over 25 thugs and a few females stuffed into this small track house. Weed smoke filled the air and a small mountain of cocaine sat on a coffee table.
“This is my bitch, Layla, she’ll suck and fuck anyone in here.”, he said proudly.
Nervous butterflies filled my stomach and fear flowed through my veins. The leader of the gang got to fuck me first. He threw me over his shoulder and gripped my ass cheek making his homies laugh. He walked to the back of the house and threw me on a dirty mattress on the floor. He tore my panties off and without pulling his pants down he pulled his cock out and fucked me hard and fast. He got up on his feet, zipped his pants and walked out of the room. One by one, and sometimes two at a time gangsters walked into that room and raped me over and over again. I sucked and fucked so many men that day both sets of my lips swelled up twice their normal size. When will I get the strength to leave my sick man?

Fifty Bucks

Sadistic phone sexMy man told me he found a new client for me. He said that this man paid a lot of money to do anything he wanted to me. On the drive over to this man’s house, my man warned me to make this new client very happy. I was dropped off at the new client’s home like a UPS package. I knocked on the door and a sweet-faced, elderly man answered. He invited me inside and once the door closed an evil grin filled his face.
“Take your clothes off you filthy nigger bitch!”, he yelled,
I obeyed and he removed a black leather belt from his pants. I braced myself for the pain. He hit me over and over again while racially degrading me. He called me “Nigger bitch” with each swing of his belt. I yelled out for him to please stop, but my pleas only turned him on more. He didn’t stop until he was out of breath. But after a few minutes, he would start swinging his belt all over again. Later I found out the old man gave my man only $50 to beat me for hours.