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My man sent me out to walk the streets for money. I’d been walking for 3 hours when a old van pulled up beside me. The sliding door opened and 4 arms pulled me into the van. They covered my eyes and duct taped my mouth shut. I was terrified. I could tell that they were driving me out of town. When the van came to a stop they roughly dragged me out of van and forced me downstairs into a cellar. They uncovered my eyes and I saw 3 men in front of me. One of the men pointed a gun directly at me. He yelled for me to get undress. I saw the lust in their eyes as they looked at my naked flesh. They tied me up against the wall with my arms and legs spread apart. One of them grabbed a horse whip and I tears fell down my face because I knew what was coming next. He reared the whip back and it hit my flesh. I almost passed out from the pain. He hit me over and over again, covering my body in red welts. They laughed at my muffled screams, it amused them. I signed with relief when he finally dropped the whip. He pulled his cock out and rammed it inside my pussy. He fucked me against the wall while his friends yelled out encouragement. Hit bit my nipples and neck until I bleed. One by one they took turns abusing my body. I woke up the next morning bloody behind a grocery store dumpster. I walked home scared with no money, because I knew my man would beat me too.
My man’s crack addiction is getting out of control. Two days ago he sold me to a gang for 4 crack rocks. He took me to the gang’s head quarters and dragged me inside by my hair. He flung me on the floor to the center of the room, and yelled at me to get naked. I looked around and counted 12 gang members in the room. “Don’t make me asked again, Layla, get undressed bitch!”, he yelled at me. I removed my clothing quickly, I didn’t want him to beat me again. I stood there naked with all eyes on me, I felt so ashamed. Looking around I could see the lustful looks in the gangsters’ eyes. I knew what they wanted. All of a sudden the leader picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He carried me to a bedroom and threw me on the bed. He pulled my thighs apart and shoved his dick in my pussy. I wasn’t ready at all and it felt like he was tearing me apart. He pounded my pussy like he hated me. He didn’t care that I was crying, and I think it turned him on. He came quickly shooting cum inside my sore pussy. He left the room and another gangster walked in. This gangster wanted me on my knees, he pounded me doggystyle. He slapped my ass hard and pulled my hair tightly, causing me to scream out in pain. But my screams were ignored, no one came to my rescue. Man after man walked into that room and raped me over and over again. I endured all of this for 4 crack rocks with a street value of $80.
My man owed his drug dealer a lot of money, so he gave me to him instead. This isn’t the first time he’s used me like currency. When he gives me away I know I have to be a good girl and obey. His dealer likes to be cruel. He makes me wear a leash and beats me for the tiniest mistakes. He has a girlfriend and she’s just as cruel; she’ll make me lick the soles of her feet and eat her pussy for hours. They think it’s funny to fuck me with odd objects like bottles and cucumbers. When I’m hungry they make me eat my meals off of the floor. And I better address them as Master and Mistress or that’s just another reason to beat me. I love my man, and I don’t see any way out of these horrible situations. I pray everyday for the strength to leave.
My drug addicted boyfriend gave me to a stranger last week. The stranger paid my man $200 to keep me for two days. He told my man to blindfold me so that I wouldn’t know where I was being held. Once there the nightmare began, the stranger was truly sadistic. He had a dungeon in his basement, and he chained me against the wall. My arms were spread apart high above my head, with may legs chained and spread apart. He kept me blindfolded so I wouldn’t be able to identify his face. I’ve never been so afraid, my body shook with terror. He called me his “little nigger bitch”. He told me no one would care if I disappeared. He beat me with a belt and burned my inner thighs with cigarettes. He punched and pinched my nipples, the pain was unbearable. I cried out in pain, but that only turned him on even more. He never fed me or offered me water. I thought I would die. Being blindfolded I could never tell what he would do next. I was there to be his personal punching bag and nothing more. When he wrapped the belt around my neck and pulled until it tighten I thought I would die in that dark basement. He choked me over and over again, I went in and out of consciousness. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days. I cried out for God, but He never came.
I burned dinner tonight and my man lost it. He was already mad that we had to spend the money I made prostituting on bills, and he couldn’t buy any drugs. When I ruined dinner it sent him over the edge. He dragged me by hair towards the bedroom. “You stupid bitch!”, he screamed. “I’m going to beat your ass, bitch!”, he yelled. He asked me why was I always pushing him to beat me, like I wanted this. He made me take off all of my clothes, he didn’t want anything between my skin and the leather belt. “Spread you legs, bitch!”, he demanded. “Please don’t do this,baby, I’m sorry!”, I pleaded. “Spread you legs, bitch.”,he said coldly. I knew when he took the bass out of his voice he met business. I spread my legs, exposing my fat, bald pussy. Tears were falling from my eyes before the first swing of the belt. He reared the belt back and sent it flying back towards my delicate flesh. I screamed, the pain was unbearable. I closed my legs instinctively, my brain trying to protect me. “Open your legs, bitch!” he yelled. I opened my legs and again he hit me with the thick leather belt. He hit me over and over until blood splashed across his face. I crawled to the other side our king size bed. I wanted to curl up into a ball, but I couldn’t close my legs. “Baby, I’m sorry”, he said. Now it was time for the regret. He was always sorry. This cycle of abuse never ended. “Baby forgive me”, he said as he put his face between my thighs and softly licked welted flesh.
I was a sweet, innocent girl…before my older boyfriend got a hold of me and introduced my to the street life. He’s a drug addict. My beautiful, black ass is personal piggy bank. He forces me to prostitute to keep him supplied in drugs. My big titties and ass are real money makers. I’m his personal sex slave. He passes me around to all of his friends, and strangers if the price is right.
When we’re behind closed doors, he keeps me on a leash. When I have my leash on, I’m not allowed to stand, I have to crawl around on my hands and knees. And I have to keep my eyes down. If I look a john in the eye that’s an automatic beating. If I don’t make at least $500 a day, he won’t feed me. So I’ve learned to fuck the shit out of any man to keep him coming back for more. You can have me in any hole you want, I’m not allowed to say no. I always swallow cum, I never spit. Let me be your black whore, you won’t regret it. Layla
I grow up In where my mom was in a abusive relationship. So i thought that it was good for men to beat on women. so in all my relationships i was abused. Not only during sex either. I felt the pleasure when men beat on me. I loved the pain, It really turned me on to know i was getting beat. To know that he is also turned on by beating me, Makes me even more love it. It really use to affect me. But now it don’t affect me at all. I love when a man ties me down. Puts a knife to my neck. Fucks me so hard in my ass that i bleed. I love to be your submissive little ass whore. I want you to tie me down on the bed, And put a knife to my neck, And make me take your cock hard and deep in my ass. Fuck my ass hard baby. Make me feel the pain. I love pain. I will endure every thing you have in store for my ass. I want you to fucking torture my ass with so much pain. I love being your little ass slave. Make me scream. Come give me all the pain i need and want. Make me your next victim.
I am a stay at home wife I got everything I ever wanted and needed and had a good loyal husband well thought I did, he came home one day and said he had got fired and I asked him why he said because he was late to work come to find out his boss called and told me he got fried because he got caught fucking a female employ in the bathroom, so I asked him about it and him beat me saying he is lieing and I was talking to him, well my husband said we need to make money some how and he told me he will make me his whore wife, well the next morning I had woke up I went down stairs and seen 5 men in there my husband said you ready I laughed thought he was joking but he wasn’t I got fucked by 5 dudes at the same time and all of them filling each of my holes up, I tend to get use to having several of men fuck me so from that day I became my husbands little whore wife, and I loved it, I love to get gang banged and the shit fucked out of everyone of my holes, I have a lot of gang bang stories to tell you and I know you want to here them, or maybe you want to here me getting fucked by several dudes and them pounding my pretty black pussy and coming all inside of me and on my body come make me your nigga slut baby
No one knew about my torched pass. The things that my brother did to me when I was young. Its something I have kept deep inside. He lived out his rape fantasies and I was beaten as a young girl. It has made me bitter and dark. So dark that I choose to be a dirty prostitute.
One day on the prowl I saw this creepy man on the block. He had crazy looking eyes. One yellow and one sea blue. So I approached the bastard and said, Looking for a date? He gave me a crooked ugly smile and said only if she does blow. Then I said blow is my middle name.
He told me to hop on in. So I did. I got into his red hummer and we drove to the nearest hotel. He got the keys to his room and then we went inside. He put the blow on the desk and we drugged ourselves to a delirious high.
I was so far gone I didn’t give a fuck about shit at the time. All I heard was stand up you dirty black bitch. I stood up and he punched me right in my face. He ripped every piece of clothing off that I had and tied me to the desk chair. He stood in front of me with his dick in my face and asked, Do you know what nigger whores are for? I shook my head no and he said I was only good enough to be used as a toilet.. Then he pissed all over my body. Then laughed and laughed.
Next thing I knew he started choking me out and whispered nigger your gonna die today. He pulled his butcher knife out and started cutting slits in my arms, tits, and thighs. I couldn’t scream because I was so high. All I saw was red blood dripping from my body. He put the knife to his tongue and started to lick and taste my blood. MMM good nigger blood he said.
Afterwards he started pouring salt in my open flesh. Yes it burned like hell. He step behind me and untied me and grabbed my long black hair and dragged around the room to the bed. He threw me on the bed and let out a big huge glob of spit in my face. He put me face down with my ass in the air the forced his dick in my ass. No lube, No warning just my asshole and his dick.
He told me this was gonna be your end nigger whore. I couldn’t cry although I was scared. But to me my life didn’t matter anyway. He released his cock from my ass and out fell my bloody shit every where.
He then flipped me around his knife was to my throat as he put his white cock into my pussy. He fucked me rough, and hard but I just ignored the pain. At the end when he was almost there he looked me in my eyes and said Nigger bitch are u ready to die? I replied, Make it quick I do not care for his death I pray and dare.