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torture sex with the landlord

torture sex

Torture sex would be my ticket out, and I had to endure so much. Lately, I’ve been avoiding my landlord.  It’s been a game of cat and mouse. He’s been trying to chase me down. He has even gone to my old workplace to find me. Whenever he comes around to knock on the door, I am silent. Luckily for me, California passed a law during the pandemic that made it illegal for landlords to come in with a master key to any resident’s apartment. Well, one day, he caught me right as I was exiting. He must have been staking out looking if I would be bumping into him. He asked me to walk with him to talk or go to the office with him. So I tried to get him off my back and told him I’d be downstairs at the office. The landlord knew better and said he would wait and walk with me.

There was no way I would get out of this, so instead, and I offered him to come inside my apartment because I didn’t want other tenants to hear. So I began to brainstorm, and of course, I gave him a sob story.  Well, that didn’t work, and he told me that I would have to exit the premises at the end of the month because of my lease. It didn’t occur to me that I never signed the new lease so he was correct. He knew he could take whatever he wanted for me, so he gave me an offer that I couldn’t resist. I didn’t want to take it because I found him foul but desperate times call for desperate measures.

The landlord began to tell me that I would be his little sex slave and would use me whenever he felt the need to do so. The first session began, and he wanted to tie me up and make me bleed. I remember feeling his hands around my neck he was so rough with me that I kept passing out. Now I’m trying hard to figure something out to escape this nightmare.

snuff movies and more

snuff movies

The pain he caused me made sure that I never would leave his side. Snuff movies were one thing but then it became something else.  Little by little I became to see all of the stuff that he wanted the truth was that he was.  It began with a simple question “do you like really rough sex? ” At first  I didnt know what to say but then I went with it and said sure I’ve had thoughts. When I said that it was like i open the flood glates to a whole new world. We went from barely scratching the surface to going zero to 180. Before I knew it I was on my knees begging for all of his attention and letting him fuck me till i bled and was in agony.

begging for mercy

Taboo phone sex

Do you ever get the urge to use a girl like me? The kind of girl that got everything she ever wanted from Daddy and Mommy. Ever since I got into taboo phone sex thru a  friend who was really into nuts, that’s all I can think of when I want to get in the mood. It’s so good to be able to not be in control or get my way. I think the fact that I am so submissive it works out.   Its true I only want to be tied up, abused, and tortured until I plead for mercy. The one thing that I want is a master that can prove to me that I am a subby slut. He wants me to get on my knees and beg you to make me your property.

torture sex with my neighbor

torture sex

I had developed a question with my neighbor. We would flirt, and it would always be good vibes when talking. Unfortunately, I didn’t see who he was, and without knowing much of himself, I began to spiral into a rabbit hole once I did figure it out. Oh, it was too late to run away. There was no going back. My path would lead to some real torture sex that I would have never thought possible; it was the only thing I would be free to enjoy. At first, we began to go on fun dates that were very romantic, but then it turned as a light switch flipped. Before I knew it, I was becoming his punching bag, and he was bringing over friends to use me. Dragging me on the floor, punching me, getting so vile, and using me till I passed out

Addicted to him

torture sex

I need a torture sex would be painful but when I got with him he told me he wanted me to be his pain whore.  My boyfriend at the time wanted to tie me up and use me with all his friends. Of course I had my reservations but I didn’t want to tell him that all I really wanted was to make him happy.  At any cost I wanted him to be content even if it meant that he was going to abuse me and make me bleed. The pain really gets to like he is King. Although I want him to or not hurting me I won’t stop if it makes him happy and gets that boner ready to pop out for me. You know I am addicted to him.

torture sex is the best kind

torture sex

 Do you want to know one of my fantasies? I’ve had some dark ones in my mind ever since my last relationship. The stuff that goes around in my mind will put the ID channel to shame. Torture sex is so much needed for me now. I craved to be tied up and slapped and paddled. The only way I can get off is if I am either bleeding or bruised up. Make me your property and show me that I must obey your every command. If you want me to be yours, then to be a slave slut for you, make sure you put Authority in your voice. The verbal abuse and physical abuse make me melt. I Can’t Get Enough of all the pain you’ll bring on to me. It’s my dream to be decapitated by you and your machete.

Snuff sex pain

snuff sex

So I became a snuff sex slave, and it wasn’t even something I ever saw coming; I had a date coming over, and I was setting up the apartment to make it look good, smell good, and give off those great Vibes. There’s that saying that you should always have something baking when boys come over, so I toss some cookies in the oven. The smell would be tempting and remind him of comfort. Nothing was comforting about this visit. My day is over; I’ve known him for some time because we attend the same school. I could trust him, but he would soon show me his true colors. Immediately he began to start drinking heavily. He’d asked where the booze was, and I had a liquor cabinet, so I showed him the way. At first, I thought it was no big deal, but then I saw that he would get more into his alcohol. The guy hadn’t been at my house for over an hour and was already at his glass of wine. He was even taking shots, so he was about to get wasted. When asked to use the bathroom, he took a while. I could hear him snort. He was getting high as well. At this point, I got slightly irritated and told him maybe the date should be cut short. Out of nowhere, he began to lash out at me and start to choke me and tell me sluts like me deserve to die. If I’m being entirely honest, I don’t remember all the torture he put me through, but now I can’t climax without thinking about that horrific night.

snuff movies in a sex dungeon

snuff movies

My master took me to make some snuff movies. You know, I think that he has always been a torture-loving individual.  Now that he got me where he wanted, he knew he would take full advantage of me. I am addicted to him, and he knows. When he takes control of me, nothing else matters in this world. All I want is for you to tell me what to do. We went over to this dungeon. Well, it’s a Sex Dungeon of some sort. Now the pleasure is not for the women. It’s for men because men rule everything. At this place, there were girls like me who had been in relationships with Masters who had completely controlled them and dictated their lives. The Masters loved using us all and getting us all in severe pain. Whips & paddles, all kinds of tools, you name it it was all there for us

I love to be a punching bag

snuff movies

I want the pain I crave it so much. Ever since my ex-boyfriend got me into snuff movies that is all I can think about is being used. When he beat me to a bloody pulp he had the nerve to pimp me out that night. Semen was dripping all over and so was my blood. It got him so horny to see me in such distress. My nose is permanently crooked from that night. Every time I look in the mirror I am reminded of all the stuff I endured. Any other normal person would feel rage and need therapy. Well, I probably do need the therapy but rage doesn’t even cross my mind. All I want is to get pounded and used up. 

abuse me

snuff sex

I was in quite an abusive relationship and thats how I became so obsessed with snuff sex. My ex wanted to fuck me up every time we fucked.

Every fuck session was like a murder scene. I would beg him to stab me and leave me bleeding. It was like a drug to be able to be used. My gosh did it drive me so horny to see that look of death in his eyes. Whenever his soulless eyes would look at me I knew he wanted to fuck me up till I could barely move. A puddle of blood and cum was all that he wanted for me. Sure you may say I’m nuts but I couldn’t stop myself.

I had to be with him and now that we aren’t together I find men like him. They have to make me their victim so I can cum.