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The task was quite simple I had to bring a virgin to my master so he could have endless snuff sex with the new slave pet. I found the perfect victim. Naomi was sweet as pie and a goody two shoes. I knew I had to ruin her life and bring her to the dungeon with my master. I invited her over for a project we got assigned to and it spiraled from there. My master was pleased and wanted me to help torture her holes. I felt terrible, but I knew If I didn’t assist I would be dead meat. I helped drug her and take her to the cell. I knew she would never see the light after this. My master had his way with her popped her cherry and fucked her for hours on end. He loved deflowering her virgin young pussy. It was hellish to see but I had to keep my mouth shut or I would be ruined too. When Naomi awoke, she was utterly incoherent. I was surprised the dosage was so loud it knocked out all recollection. My master let her go and was sly she didn’t even remember being tied up and also fucked though she awoke midway with blood-curdling screams. He liked that she was blind to the fact that she was being used. I know this isn’t the last time I will be bringing Naomi over. Master liked her way too much.
I learned to be an obedient victim growing up. My mom had married a guy who had become controlling and was intimidating and harsh with me. Well, he was more brutal than anyone I had ever witness in my ankle biter years. I was a curious high school student who got in on a website that plenty of the girls at school were watching. I had raging hormones and was curious. My mom was away at a girls trip and she left me with my new monster stepdad. Lucky me huh? Well the bastard was invading my privacy and was livid he found gangbang rape porn from that site I got from my friends. I tried to explain it wasn’t mine and it was a probably a prank. He didn’t believe me and he was going to teach me a lesson. I begged him please don’t tell my mom. He told me he wasn’t but he was still going to teach me a lesson. He got his cock out and began to fuck my throat. “You want to be a slut Monetta”? I will train you to be mines bitch! I couldn’t believe what was happening. I officially became my stepdads fuck toy ever since.
Torture sex was doing some work in my backyard, and I called a landscaping company to finish a project. I was enjoying the day and trying to get the annoying fucker out of my sight. I was rude and wasn’t the most hospitable person to the guys. I wanted them gone fast, and they were dragging their feet. I guess they had just about enough of my attitude and decided to teach me a lesson and they all wanted to do some damage to me. I was exposed to a ton of torture sex. There were four guys all ready to shut me up and teach me a thing or two. They stripped me and cornered me in my own house and made me their cum whore. They spread my legs so far apart I thought for sure I pulled a muscle or worst a ligament. I had all their cocks in my holes, and they weren’t taking it easy on me. They each were fucking me like there was no tomorrow. They made me ride each one of them. When they were through with me one of them told me next time offer a water bottle bitch.
I should of kept my mouth shut and let him treat me like the slut I am. I got tired of being a subby slut and told him to “Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me twice” Oh boy do I regret that. The fury that my comment brought to him was like no other. He was beyond pist and was going to show me who was boss. He made a quick call and told me I was going to learn my fucking lesson. All his poker buddies came over to treat me like a bukkae scum bag. He wanted to have snuff sex with me first. He was choking me out and make me cry. He was pissing all over me and lettign all his friends have a turn with me. I was used like a ragdoll and I had to take it. He wanted me to know never to fucking step up to him again. I will think twice before I ever give him any kind of sass. My ass pussy and mouth hurt so much afterward for days I could barely walk straight. The pain was intense but my suffering was his pleasure.
I always try to muster the courage to leave my boyfriend. My boyfriend Dominic is evil but I just seem to be so invested and addicted to his cock. I keep telling myself this snuff sex stage will soon be over. I need to stick it out I can’t waste all the effort I have put into this relationship. I will be damn if I let another whore be in his arms. It drives me mad just thinking about it. I will allow myself to be his sexual escape even if it means he needs to share me. Lately, Dominic is all about bringing a buddy over to help gag my mouth and torture me and make me their cum dispenser. My boyfriend gets real joy from watching another man degrade me and use me. It’s insane to me, but it makes complete sense too. He wants me to be a sex slave he made that clear from the first date. I thought he was joking, but it’s evident he means what he says. There is a weird part of me that enjoys it too.
I was sitting my niece, and I guess she had fucked up the sink in the bathroom. I had to call a plumber over to fix the mess she made. I was alone and noticed it was getting late. It was odd to me that the plumber was coming almost eleven at night. I didn’t think much of it I just wanted the damn sink fixed because I was planning on moving soon. The last thing I needed was shit from the office management center coming down on me for their weak pipes. The plumber came in and took his sweet time. He got the job fixed after three hours. I knew he was stalling but had no idea why. As he was getting ready to head out, he told me he had to show me something in the kitchen. He was telling me that everything was connected. I couldn’t believe he was dragging this on. Why couldn’t he leave he had been here for hours. Looking back I knew what his motive was. Mr. Plumber wanted to fulfill his snuff sex fetish. He grabbed me and began to put a knife on my neck. You scream bitch, and you die. Be a good slut and get on your knees and suck and maybe I will let you live. I want to see you take my stupid cock bitch. I was nervous but knew he means business. I grabbed his cock and tried to give him the best blow ever. It wasn’t good enough. He made me spread my pussy and started to pound it with a steel pipe he had. Meanwhile, he had my nipples bleeding, and I was covered in blood. I was his fucking torture doll for the night. I woke up unconscious in a pool of blood. I had so much pain I was surprised he didn’t end up killing me. It was one of the most horrific events of my life. I was also so turned on at the same time knowing someone could come and take what they want and just leave.
I noticed my boyfriend grew an obsession with murder tv shows. He was especially fond of the ones where the murder gets away with it. One day we were watching some snuff stuff, and I could see the light bulb go off in his head. My boyfriend wanted to do precisely what he saw in the episode. He tried to strangle me and have full snuff sex with me. I could see him go to the kitchen I heard the kitchen drawer open, and I already knew he wanted me all fucked up and cut to pieces. I had no fighting chance for months he’s been ‘safe proofing the apartment’ He knew I would try to escape. I pretty much gave up and realized he wanted me half dead to fulfill all the snuff desires he had in his mind. I could feel the cold blade from the knife he put it right against my throat and made me strip for him. Ass soon as he had me naked he was slashing me and yelling die bitch die! He was fucking me and hurting me. I was covered in blood, and he was cumming like crazy. I was hurt for days, but he wasn’t done he wanted me to understand my role.
There we were two pathetic stripper sluts feining for angel dust and doing everything we could to get our hands on it. We were druggy sluts that submitted ourselves to our king. We would be his ultimate puppets and whatever he said would go. After a late night of sucking random men’s cocks and working the stage we already used up a ton of our money on dope, We knew our supply wouldn’t last. Macey and I were willing to do everything and anything to get our hands on it. We were chasing a high, and we were going to submit to our master’s rules. Macey and I would make our master’s gangbang rape porn reality. Our master had a love for watching skanky sluts kneel and submit. He wanted our mascaras to run and our mouths to bleed. We couldn’t stop taking his cock till we were bloody. Feeling his cock thrust into our mouths for hours felt like razors probing us after hours of being used. Macey began to bleed first her make up smeared and her face all bloody gave our master more ammo to call up his buddies and tie us up. It was a huge fuck fest. Two druggy stripper whores are taking over twelve different cocks. Blood sweat and tears was an understatement.
When you start dating someone you like to see what peaks their interest and what can you do to make them feel good. When my new boyfriend started to bring me into his dark fantasies and his fetish, I thought he was playing and just trying to see my reaction. I knew he loved to push the envelope. I noticed he liked dark stuff when we got involved with one of his favorite things of all he enjoyed murder phone sex so much. I was shocked at how much of that he liked to do when we were going the distance. At one point we were about five hours away from each other, and we had a ton of phone fucks. When he told me how bad he wanted to fuck me till he could kill me, I laughed off. When I heard it in his voice how excited it was making him just strangling me till I was blue in the face, I knew he was a snuff fanatic. I played it cool and thought it was just a fetish. One weekend when he finally moved closer we were only two months into our relationship he told me he wanted to make one of those phone sessions reality. He assured me he was going to strangle me till he came then he would release. I guess I trusted him a bit too much because as soon as he got his hands wrapped around my neck, he wasn’t letting me go. I think I believed him a bit too much. The only thing he wanted more than anything was fucking a dead body.