March has been one crazy month. All the college basketball games have been on, and my father has gotten himself into even more trouble. That means his ass is in hot water with the bookies, and my ass is gonna have to get used to bail him out. Such is my life. This has been going on for years.
I got a call from Tony, one of dad’s lenders, telling me he was hosting a game night at his place and I was to be the prize. He left me the address and told me to look like a fan girl. I put together my best looking Michigan State University cheerleader outfit and did my make-up.
I got to Tony’s as instructed, an hour before tip-off. His place was filled with men of all ages, shapes and sizes. Many of them had been drinking and I could tell that they were looking me over like meat on a plate. I stepped into Tony’s Go-Go cage, which he had suspended at the corner of the bar. The rules were I had to give any man Tony sent over a blow job, and the winning better got to take me home for the rest of the night – no holds barred. I hoped that this time the winner would be someone kinder. Many of the men that ran in this crowd were rough.
Marty the bartender handed me a drink through the bars of the cage. Ahhhh a nice Absinthe to settle my nerves. No sooner had I downed the drink when Tony sent over the first of many men that night. I was all about the business and got right on my knees to give this guy head. He was a talker. Said his name was Lee and he hoped he would be lucky enough to win me. He had a lovely accent – which I could not place. South Africa maybe? London? Anyway it was nice to hear him talk. Sadly that did not last very long as he was an easy comer and did not last more than 5 minutes. I slurped up every drop of cum from his spent cock and smiled. He winked at me and slid me a $20 bill. Tony saw that this guy was trying to tip me and immediately rushed over. “That belongs to me” he bellowed “for this cum whore’s debt”.
I must have blown 15-20 men before the game was over. I lost count after Marty gave me another Absinthe. Finally it was down to the last minute of the game. The scores were close and I could hear the men jeering that they were going to be the one to take me home. I looked over the crowd of men and saw Lee nodding his head. He gave me the thumbs up sign like he knew he was gonna be the one. I smiled back and nodded. I hoped it would be him. Lee was a tall, slender man with ginger red hair. He seemed like a gentleman, and his voice was very soothing.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the final buzzer for the game. Tony got up to the bar and announced that the winner of tonight’s prize was Lee!! I could not believe my luck! Lee hurried over to the cage and quickly whisked me away to his SUV. We drove down a country road and pulled up to a big red barn. “Follow me”, he said politely. As we walked in, I could tell something was wrong. The lights in the barn were red and all I could see was dungeon furniture! Paddle benches, Saint Andrew’s Crosses and tables with restraints lined the whole perimeter. Lee forcefully grabbed my shirt and ripped it off me. He yanked my hands up over my head and tied me to the St. Andrew ’s cross. He took off his suit and tie and rolled up his sleeves. He opened up a rifle case that was filled with whips, crops, floggers and canes.
He took turns beating me with each tool for what seemed like hours. I don’t know if it was blood or sweat that was running down my back. I felt like I was about to pass out when he dumped a bucket of ice water on me. “No-no little one, I want you awake!” He untied my hands from the cross and dragged me over to a bench. He flipped me over on my tummy and spread my legs. He unzipped his pants and shoved his hard cock into my twat. Over and over again he pumped my slippery cunt. I listened to the hard slaps of his balls against me as he fucked me like a beast. Finally his breath became ragged and he dumped his load deep into me. He pulled me up by my hair and told me I was his cum whore from now on. He had paid off my father’s debt to Tony so he could have me. I was glad to be done with Tony but had no idea what the future would mean with Lee. I guess only time will tell.
Category: Accomplice phone sex
March Madness
Master Makes His Own Ass Rape Porn
It has been days since I have had anything to eat or drink. Master has only been down into the basement once and it was to put me in into a new restraint position. I begged for the taste of his seed to fill my belly. I pleaded for him to piss in my mouth so that I could chase the thirst away. Ass maggot in the corner only got a beating every now and then. Master brought him the crust from his sandwich which was only enough to keep him alive. What Master had planned for him I do not know. He came down the stairs, his boots seemed heavy.He undid me from the rack and attached a chain to my collar. I crawled behind him and he did not even speak a word. He told me he was going to make an ass rape porn film for one of him buddies. I inhaled deeply and positioned myself accordingly. He chuckled at my ass out into the air. “No no you little puke, you will be wearing this.” He held a strap on in his hand and then nudged his head over towards the poor guy in the corner. Handing it to me he ordered me to put it on. I did it fast as he fastened the back to hold it in place. He grabbed the camera up in his hand and put a leather mask over my face.
I walked towards the figure in the fetal position in the corner. He looked as broken now, naked and shivering. He began to scream as I approached him. He sat his full weight onto him backside to prevent me from entering. I looked back at Master, unsure of what to do. He ordered me to take him. I cried from under the mask, and forced myself to the back of him. He was so weak that he was easily manipulated.I rammed him in the ass with full force. He screamed and tried to get away from my giant black dick that was pumping in and out of his asshole. Blood began to dribble out from between it and his hole dripping onto the floor. I grabbed onto the rope around his neck and pulled him back like a horse. Master kicked him in the face knocking him out and then snatched me by the arm, camera still in hand.
He tied me up with rope and began to penetrate my asshole. I whimpered, my rose bud was so tight I knew I was bleeding around his cock. He forced me into various positions driving deeper and harder into me. I could feel the length of his cock in my stomach as he continued with his thrust.When he was ready to cum he came inside me trickling it down my ass. I let out a sigh, both of relief it was over and sore because my meal was instead put into my anus. He ordered me to clean his dick. I stuck it into my mouth cleaning his member of my ass juices and than searched the full length of it looking for remnants of jizz to put into my mouth. He stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his hand and I thanked him for it. He told me that we were going to make him a pretty penny with our video and than he went back over to captain, not so cool anymore, to record him crying on the floor. I still felt kind of bad for him now. He will get used to it though, I did.
Another Ass Rape Porn Shoot Gone Wrong
When you are a submissive slut, anal sex is simply ass rape porn. No one fucks your ass gently. In fact no one really fucks your ass for pleasure. It is all about profit. My booty is a commodity to many a man. Just a simple prop to generate money. No one cares if my ass is force fucked beyond recognition. No one cares if I need medical attention for a prolapsed ass. No one cares if I shit blood. No one cares if my ass is left gaping so much a foot would fit inside.
So, whenever I get the call for an ass rape porn shoot, I shudder at that thought of what could happen. It never goes well for me. When Master Joe called me this morning, he gave me a grocery list of things to do before arriving at his place. Give myself an enema; take some Valium; bring some Crystal Meth; prime my ass with a baseball bat; and refrain from eating or drinking anything. This was the first time he gave me a to do list before using my ass. I was definitely scared now.
When I arrived, there was another woman there. I thought maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. That couldn’t have been further from the truth. That woman was his ass accomplice as he called her. To me she was just a mean nasty cunt. She had an array of huge dildos designed to prime my asshole for the ass rape porn shoot . She assaulted my ass with the biggest blackest dildo I had ever seen. So big I knew it would never fit in any of my fuck holes. She jammed about half of it in my ass, much to my surprise. “You like that Nigger dick?” she yelled at me. I was shocked how graphic she talked and how violent she was with my ass. What about solidarity? Hos before bros? She slapped me across the face. “I don’t bond with skanky whores,” she said. Then she took two dildos and crammed them in my ass. I learned to shut the fuck up.
By the time she was done attacking my ass, my rosebud was gaping open so much I swear a bowling ball would have fit inside me. Master Joe kissed her forehead and gave her some cash. He had 6 men with him. All had their cocks out. They pissed into my gaping hole before the savagery began. “Your just a dirty whore. A human toilet,” Master Joe screamed at me while choking my throat. They fisted my ass, fucked me with baseball bats. One guy even double fisted my ass as the others skull fucked me. They tore me to shreds. I was shitting out cum and piss. Of course, they made me mop it up with my tongue. I thought after hours of force fucking my asshole and smacking me around they would be done. My ass was surely ruined. No doubt I needed medical treatment. “She thinks she is done boys. We just the warm up crew whore,” Master Joe taunted.
When I sat up, I heard the barking. I felt a pit in my stomach. I closed my eyes and prayed I was wrong. Then I looked up and saw the cage of very large very aggressive 4 legged beasts. Yeah this was going to be the one ass rape porn I never forgot.
XXX Snuff Porn Desires
I love watching xxx snuff porn so much. I love sitting in front of my TV on the edge of my bed and watching bitches get their throats slit while their blood is used as lubricant for ass rape. I will watch different snuff films for hours. You know what I do while I am watching guys be castrated with chain saws in the public square? I am sitting there with my finger in my gooey cunny making myself squirt all over my floor for my mom to clean up.
I love it when they scream, the noise their voice makes when it is so raw from all that screaming. I miss bathing in the blood of my enemies and my list is down to the floor and out the door.
I miss being the accomplice to little p cock fun. Chop up and feed them to my mother for dinner lol.
Her fat ass would eat them and never know anything different. I want to kidnap this perfect dumb ass whore from school named Erika and make my own little snuff film to watch over and over.
Take her to a private place with you and spread her perky ass cheeks wide while you ass rape her. We can make out to the soundtrack of her pathetic screams. Recoding it all we will make our own anal rape porn that others will wish they had. She will beg for us to stop while we knife he in the twat. She is so full of shit while she apologizes; let me spread her mouth so you can shit in there. Make her eat it just to prove a point. I am all wet just thinking about all the ways we are going to pluck this stupid bitches life from her body.
How to Make Earrings
I am a unique character. Do not get me wrong, there are those who are idiots and feel the world should know how dumb they are I but l am me. Every time I go out in public l can hear those pathetic maggots whisper about how scary I am. That’s right, be afraid of me! If I chose to I could slit your insignificant throats right now. Today I am shopping for the usual substances required to run a human body, Doritos, Mountain Due and pizza rolls. At the store there is always this real chipper house mommy who wants to preach the word of her worthless god to me, always so nice. I just want kill her firstborn to see if she still forgives then.
She keeps nagging me about teaching her how to make my “charms” look so realistic. She is of course referring to the teeth and other mummified body Parts that I adorn my body with. Have never lied to the stupid bitch I tell her they are real, l don’t think she quite understands that. And am sick of listening to her wrenched voice. So, it is now time to invite miss faithful to her very own lesson.) Told her (was going to teach her how to make earrings. Those should be simple for her to comprehend. I give her he address to what l call my shop. It is an old abandoned building that is on the outskirts of the warehouse district. Naive as she is she shows up, and opens the heavy steel door stepping inside.
“Hello” She calls into the building. Her voice echoed through it’s emptiness, or mostly empty I should say. My stomach began to fill with butterflies like when you meet a crush for the first time. She walked into the middle of the room where a single chair sat with two tables, one on each side. On the left hand side, and the first table that Dr.Dumbshit approached contained all the supplies to create my beautiful art. She picked up the various wires and smiled to herself. She slowly walked over to the right hand side table. This table she approached with caution; taking her hand out she lifted the corner of the white sheet that covered it. Under it were all the devices that I liked to use on my play things. The smell of dried blood filled both her nostrils and my own as I now stood behind her. She went to turn quickly bumping into me. I smirk at her ear to ear. “I know what you’re thinking,” I said to her with a sarcastic tone “what kind of a women doesn’t clean her utensils when she is done?” She mumbled and stumbled over her words trying to find a path past me to dark towards the door. “Now…T T Terry, ha ha, I get it, April fools. I’ll be on my way now, ha ha.” I stepped to the side long enough for her to take a half a hesitant step forward and then leaned into her ear and whispered “Then you better fucking run you fat ass bitch.” I followed this menacing advice with the evilest laugh a girl could give. She darted towards the door; I let her get about halfway before throwing a knife into the back of her knee. She instantly fell to the ground and tried to crawl towards her freedom.
I leaned down to her and dug my heal into the back of her hand, “Fucking cunt, too slow, I changed my mind.” She cried spastically, I could hardly make out any of her pathetic words. Her pants began to become soaked with her own urine as it pooled around her on the floor. “See I was going to let you go and then I remembered how eager you were for this lesson in crafting so I couldn’t let you down, thoughtful I know.” I chuckled at myself; I was such a sarcastic bitch sometimes. I stood up, my heel digging into her hand, she let out the bitchiest scream so I naturally reacted with a swift kick to her face. She whimpered trying to compose herself as I slammed the heavy door closed. I walked towards the top of her head and grabbed my hand into her brown overly permed hairdo. She continued to struggle as she dragged along the floor while I walked her to the chair. “I do not know why you are bitching so hard cunt, you wanted to know how this happened.You should be happy; I am doing you a huge favor.” I tied her into the chair and strapped her arms and head down. Prying her mouth open I pulled out all of her teeth. She screamed so hard, I laughed. I shoved a sock back into her mouth and went over to the table to craft her bloody teeth into earring. I went back over to her and showed her them. She screamed past the blood soaked sock in her mouth. “Let’s see how they look, shall we?” I studded her sitting on her lap in the chair. I removed the ugly gold earring from her ear and looked at her in disgust. “Clip ons? What the fuck bible humper. That is okay I will pierce them for you.” I grabbed my scalpel from the table. Blood was thick and dried all over it. “Now hold still you dumb bitch” I held her ear out and stick out my tongue a little as to keep my hands balanced. “one…two..” She squinted her eyes and SWINK “Oops I seemed to have cut your ear off…” I shrugged my shoulders as she squealed trying to shake her head that was strapped in place. I held out the other ear still attached to her head “Guess we better make it even then.” I removed it shoving one earring into each of the voids where her ear used to be attached. “Those look beautiful!” She started to seize and her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. She shook and convulsed and a liquid rose from her nose. “Oh look you are choking on your own vomit.” I giggled slitting her throat. The blood sprayed across my face. It was warm. I stuck my tongue from my mouth tasting it. MMMMmm “Whelp,” I began to talk to myself. “Looks like you will have to stay here till I get back; I need to finish my shopping.” I removed my clothing changing into a fresh pair I brought with me leaving her dead body, blood draining onto the floor. I would come back later to clean up her mess. Now it was time for pizza rolls.
My First and Last XXX Snuff Porn
I answered an online ad for models for a gangbang rape porn shoot. I have been violated and gangbanged by men all my life, but never been paid for it. This was a chance to make money off of being a submissive whore. When I arrived there were a dozen or so men I met who would be my costars. I was given the code word “red,” to say if things got too rough for me and I needed a break. In all my life with masters and various men, no safe word has ever been honored. This was sounding promising.
The filming took place in a warehouse bathroom. To say it was disgusting would be praising it’s condition. The stench was awful. It smelled like death. I swear this was the bathroom from the original Saw movie. The director instructed my costars to tie me up. This was to be a bound gangbang film. Duct tape immobilized my legs; rope on my arms restrained my upper body. The filming began once my body was secured. They fucked my ass, my mouth, my cunt repeatedly. I couldn’t escape the smell of death. I tried to push it out of my mind, but I knew something was up. This was all too good to be true for a subby bitch like me.
While I was being drowned in cum, I saw blood on the floor in one of the stalls. The director realized I saw it. He grabbed me by the hair, dragged me over to the toilet and shoved my face into the nasty bloody water. “The next stall will be coated in your blood whore,” he snapped. Then he bounced my face off the cold hard toilet seat. I woke up on the floor, blood dried to my face, covered in jizz. I squinted to see better as stark light was hindering my eyesight. Every man who had fucked me was holding some sort of deadly weapon. I saw a knife, a gun, a hatchet, a hammer, a chainsaw, brass knuckles, even a stiletto. I yelled “red” repeatedly hoping their weapons would drop to the floor.
“Stupid greedy whore. This is a XXX snuff porn shoot and you are the victim,” were the last words I heard before, “Snuff the bitch out.” I was bound, gagged, laying on a dingy floor when they charged me. I was stabbed, beaten, cut, shot…My fingers were being snapped off my hand. I could see nothing but red. As I laid in an huge pool of my own blood, unable to move or even speak, the director said, “Cut.” The final words I would ever hear. I thought it was over; that I would be released to get medical attention. Wrong. Cut meant cut my head off. I saw the axe rise above my bloody head, then everything went dark and cold, so very very cold.
Gangbang Porn: Roleplay with Toni
Whenever I think about all the pain and suffering in the world it doesn’t make me depressed or upset me like it does most people, it turns me the fuck on. The world is a dark place, I’m just one of the few people that excepts it for what it is and embraces it. The rest of you assholes can deny yourselves the things you truly want, but I have one life to live and I’m going to have my fun. If I see some slut walking down the street, I’ll take her if I want her. If there’s a boy I want to torture and skin alive I just do it without any hesitation. Consequences don’t exist for me, the only thing that matters is my pleasure.
The last bitch that got in the way of my pleasure is rotting in the ground in the middle of nowhere now. That stupid whore was one of the pretenders. She thought and tried to act like we were alike, but in the end just was nothing more than a sad goth girl. Once she realized I was “too extreme” for her I knew she would try to expose me and obviously I can’t have that so I shut poor Lisa up FOREVER. Dumb cunt has no one to blame but herself for it too! I guess she thought everything I said was a joke until she saw me in action.
You should have seen the look on her face when I cut this faggot’s cock off and jammed it down his throat. She looked horrified! While I was rubbing my dripping wet clit watching him die slowly and painfully, that pussy was in the corner crying and begging me to stop. She made a BIG mistake interrupting me getting off, but her biggest mistake was lying to me. A smart person would have held it together in front of me, so yeah it’s her fault she’s a nothing more than a festering corpse fertilizing the earth now.
I didn’t go easy on her either I wanted her to suffer and have time to reflect. Never in my life have I seen such shameless begging. I didn’t just torture her myself either, I invited some friends over to play to really teach her lesson. While they were gang raping her I put cigarettes out on every inch of her sad little body. This morning I was rubbing my swollen clit in my latest victim’s face while I thought about watching that foolish skank taking her final breath. Even after the memory of the fun we had with her fades I’ll always have a recording of it to watch…
Camp Fire
I saw them earlier. They must be hiking up into the mountains for a party. This weekend is one of the last for spring break. I am hungry. I know there is easy prey out there. Its almost like a horror movie is playing out in my life. City brats who have no idea about this mountain or the people around it. My mother and her clan own this land, they do their crazy witch craft shit. I know I can get the men to help me grab those brats . We need a few for the blood moon. I walked up the path to see them all there. They were doing the typical teen thing, drinking around a fire, some a re passed out and some are fucking in plain sight. No one noticed me. No one saw me walk into their camp until I grabbed the big titted red head and threw her into the fire. They started to scream and run as I stood there laughing at them. The men from the cult grabbed them and tied them all up. I grabbed the red head who fell out of the fire. She was begging me to stop. To help her. I kissed her burnt lips and pushed her back into the fire. I’m going to eat good tonight. Now I need to find my new sex slave. I’m thinking about using this big black one.
Spring Means Pig Roasts!
One of the many things I enjoy about warmer weather are picnics. I am a huge fan of old fashioned pig roasts. I find the perfect pig, invite a few close friends over, and we set around the fire telling ghost stories and eating. Now, my pig roasts are unlike any other you have attended. I don’t actually roast pig. Pig is cheap and bad for you. I have a much more sophisticate pallet. I roast young women, sorta like veal. The younger girls are more tender, void of the toxins that plague more seasoned meat, and leaner.
We stalk the perfect “pig” for weeks. Learn her habits, determine if she is pure enough to devour. She has to be special to sacrifice. This year’s piggy is April. She is as smart as she is beautiful. She is a vegan who does not believe in dying her hair or tanning or using botox. It is rare to find a natural beauty in this day and age. But we are patient, and we do our research to find the perfect meal.
Right now she is in my basement getting prepped. Being fed healthy smoothies to plump her up. Having her body washed daily in pineapple juice to make her tastier. People think cannibals are savages, crazed killers, but there are many sound reasons for eating human flesh. It’s quite healthy. The bones can be ground up for many medicinal benefits, including good dental hygiene. Many diseases can be prevented by eating the human brain. It promotes communalism. It helps with population control. One body can feed a family for several months , and provide well balanced nutrition. So cannibalism is cost efficient.
My friends and I are always looking for, um, fresh meat. Although it is fun to hunt your dinner, there is nothing wrong with pointing us in the direction of our next meal. Maybe you would enjoy helping me stalk my next meal or would like to offer yourself up as dinner. There is no higher purpose in life than sacrificing your life for others. When my next meal is served, will you be a guest or the main course?
Cock Worship
I was in and out of conciseness all night. My arms were completely dead from the lack of blood flow up to the limbs, I did not mind, I could tell from the way the chains dug into them that they would hurt extremely bad if I could feel them anyhow. I looked around trying to let my sleepy eyes adjust. I could hear my new basement guest, and he was sobbing I think. Crying, from what seemed like a corner over in the shadows, like a little sissy boy. “Hello?” His voice called out to the unknown in the room. He must have been bagged still. Master loved to pay head games, and boy was he good at it. I could picture the little puke over there in the corner, piss soaked pants, bag on his head, all curled up in the fetal position. I bet he wasn’t so cocky now and I knew this wouldn’t be the worst of what was to come, neither for him or me.
I tried to stand with a little better posture so that my wrist would feel less pressure pulling against them. I stuck my feet firmly against the ground, I had not realized till now I was wearing heals. My knees quivered and I went to bring my legs closer together to help catch myself. The chains that held them made a clanging noise as to poke fun at me. Bag boy in the corner could hear me moving and shouted loudly like a little girl. I yelled at him to stop making that much racket or we would both get it. He just mumbled to himself silently.
It was then that I could hear the door open. The large metal door was solid and hard to move if you were emaciated at all. This door, to this chamber was actually located in the back of his closet in his gigantic bedroom behind a false wall. There were two basements, one that company saw and one where he tortured his victims. It was windowless, soundproofed and not included on any floor plans, his perfect little haven. He came down the stair from behind me, I could hear his footsteps as they got closer to me.
I whimpered at the sudden sting against my bare ass, I knew that sound that broke through the wind, it was his favorite switch. It was small and thin and resembled a twig. With all its sturdiness it never broke as he whipped me and was sure to leave large whelps with deep bruising. I could never understand how something so small could do so much damage against my white skin. Tears welled into my eyes, and I let out little whimpers in exhale with every swat. He eventually walked to the front of me, I kept my eyes to his feet. He did not say a word, just released the shackles that contained my dead hands. I fell straight to the ground on my full weight. Almost immediately I was met with a rough kick to my stomach. I let out an ‘OOPH’ as all the air left my body. I laid there against the cold concrete, feeling its cooling touch against my soar ass.
Leaning over me he took my throat into his massive hands and jerked me up. He was so rough, so strong; I laid dead weight choking in his grip till he threw me forward onto my belly. Master walked over and sat into a chair. He commanded me to crawl over to him like the useless cunt I was. He put me into a bind and chains. He hoisted my leg up so he could see my twat. He ordered me to worship his cock, to do my cum bucket duties. I did. I really worship his cock too, I was his and I craved it. I opened my mouth as I jerked for him. If I slowed he swatted me with the switch onto my cunt. He came into my mouth, he always tasted so good. I thanked him for the taste of his beautiful jizz. He reminded me that was my one meal for the day, and I thanked him again for his sustenance. He fed me at least and for that I was grateful. I knew this was not the last of our encounters down here and I knew that it was going to get much much worse. I cried as he went up the stairs, leaving me where I was, and turning off the light. I cried and bitch boy cried with me. It was a symphony to Master’s ears I am sure.