A dirty whore like me craves snuff sex. My daddy raised me as his little bitch. I ran away from home as a young teen girl. I didn’t realize then how grateful I was to my daddy for being such a mean son of a bitch. Being a young runaway is a rough life. I had no skills. I had no money. That made me fall prey to men who made daddy look like a choir boy. I should have realized then that daddy only wanted the best for me. I was a dumb whore who needed a dominant man to control me; make the decisions I was too stupid to make for myself. I understand that now. Every day, I look for a man like daddy. I have daddy issues, clearly, but that is good for you. I am looking for that right mixture of sadism and affection. A man who cares enough to administer a stern punishment, even torture sex. Every night I get high and drunk, trolling seedy clubs and the streets looking for a daddy master like the one I fled so many years ago. Sometimes I find great mean masters, other times I get paid to be abused for a little while and sometimes I come home empty handed and need to beg men like you to hurt me. Last night, I didn’t find a master, but I didn’t come home with nothing either. I met some street boys tweaking on meth. I don’t usually do meth, but I wanted some kicks too. I got high as fuck. I was baiting them to abuse my whore holes. I taunted their masculinity. They used me as a punching bag and sodomized my ass. There was a girl with them. She was the cruelest. She fucked my ass with her dirty shoe heel as she spit on me. I will never see them again, but it was hot abuse, albeit short lived.
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I Need a Snuff Sex Daddy
Murder phone sex fantasies
I just left my friends house and I am walking to my car about to get in. Before I know it I feel someone smack my head against the door and shoves me right into my car into the passenger seat. He takes me to a secluded place. He gets out of the car and pulls me out next. He starts ripping my clothes off and undoing his pants. His cock finds it’s way to my pussy. I try and squirm and beg him to stop.
The more I beg, the harder he fucks me. He puts his belt around my neck as his cock is balls deep inside of me. He tightens it around my neck on the tightest notch. I can feel my wind pipes bursting the tighter he pulls on the belt. He cums right inside of me and ends my life at the exact same time.
Forced cocksucker
When you have to become a cocksucker by force, you tend to make a great one. Have that gun to your head, and a stranger break in makes you do whatever they say real quick. I was home alone not expecting anyone thought it was a typical day and was going to relax and make my day off a calm one. Things have a way of working out though. I never imagined I’d be visited by my demented cousin who has always had such a massive crush on me. I was washing the dishes and felt someone grab me, I couldn’t see, but fear struck real quick, and I had to go with whatever the freak said. He wanted long hard torture sex, and he wanted it his way. I would never have imagined I’d be in that position. I soon realized by the voice who it was and I begged my cousin Joey to let me go. He told me he wasn’t going to make me go till he destroyed my mouth. He has always wanted me to blow him hard. I knew I had to play by his rules If I wanted to be left unharmed. After giving him a long blow, he came all over my mouth and fucked my ass. I yelled and begged him to stop but he wanted my tight ass, and he got it.
The Magical wand & the piglet
Well, I was bored and decided to post an ad on craigslist. I was looking for the perfect slave pet. I got a couple of responses and did my digging on the candidates. I decided to go with the head of a hedge fund who screwed thousands of families. The guy must of the thought I was looking for a pay pig. I am down for those too. I just hated him already. I just wanted revenge for those who couldn’t handle him. The guy was a perve and disgusting and a total dick. I needed to teach him a lesson. I also wanted to get my cunny off. He came over thinking I was going to make him oink and drain his wallet and let him go. I had other plans for him. I was going to waste his wallet alright, but I was also going to drain him. I made him get naked and made him put on a blindfold. He looked so pathetic I had to snap some pictures. I let him wear a sign that read some vile things. Most importantly one that said he was a scat loving cock sucker. I confiscated his phone and sent out the picture to all his contacts including all his social media. He had no idea what was going on. I then got my unique wand put it on a mask on him and let him smell the heat and shoved it right into his asshole. The highest pitch scream came from him, and my pussy was dripping wet leaving him bloody and burnt. I made him get on his knees while I fucked his asshole with the curling wand. He passed out, and I just loved it. I’m pretty sure the idiot won’t ever screw someone over after this ‘ 😉
Taboo Phone Sex: When a Whore Needs a Fix
As a taboo phone sex slut, no is not in my vocabulary. I struggle to tell anyone no, even strangers; especially strangers I need a fix from. I was out of options for coke. I had no money, so I did what I always do for a fast buck. I put on a short skirt and fishnet hose, teased out my hair and marched my old ass down to the corner of Main St. That is my neighborhood’s red light district. Among a sea of teen runaways, this old whore stands out. My pussy and ass are used up, so I can’t get the same price as a young tight cunt, but broke ass horny men purchase my old holes all the time. I don’t get the nice men or the sugar daddy types. I get the sadistic women haters; the fetish freaks and guys fucked up on drugs. Beggars can’t be choosers. This car full of young men offered me $100 for an hour. That would buy me coke, so I took it. We went into this old burned up warehouse nearby. I knew I was in trouble, but I was desperate to get high. The moment we were out of sight from the other whores, they started pulling my clothes off. They slapped me, even kicked and punched me. I was thinking they were not going to fuck me because they seemed to be enjoying abusing me. One of the guys said that I looked like I had a diseased cunt. Their solution was to fist me instead and fuck me with their beer bottles. I would have preferred being an ass rape porn star with cock over fists and bottles any day. Luckily, I can handle rough anal treatment, but my asshole still prolapsed. I still bled. I still fought back the tears. Once they had their fill of thrills, they spit on me and came on my face. One dude tossed me a $100 and told me to enjoy my dirty fix. A girl has to do what a girl has to do to get high.
Trap House Slut
My boyfriend dropped me off at the gang’s trap house. He owned them a lot of money and I was his only form of currency. The thugs tore my clothes off and forced me down to my knees. I sucked so much cock that my lips swelled. They fucked me in all of my holes. I fucked so many guys that I lost count. Dry cum covered my body. They treated me like a plastic sex doll and passed me around like a blunt. As soon as I finished sucking off one guy, another cock was shoved into my mouth. I was there for days and the only thing I was allowed to eat or drink was semen. When they took a leash collar from a pit bull and put it around my neck I felt so degraded. I was their plaything for them to abuse and molest. Someone, please rescue me.
Oh, I’m No Therapist
You though I was some type of therapist? I can smell a P daddy like you from a mile away. I will recruit your sorry ass just like I did to all the rest of ’em. Forcing you to watch ass rape porn with all these bald little cunnies in them. Trying to turn away, I slap you in the face, hard. You think I don’t see that bulge forming in the front of your pants? You just don’t want to admit that young tight bald cunnies are what you really desire. You try not looking at your daughter, but she keeps prancing around the house in those pretty little panties and tank tops. Not even close to beginning to develop yet, she has no idea of the perv thoughts that go through your head. Don’t fight them any more. I’ll turn you into the P daddy you really are deep inside. Or else.
Sex with dead bodies addiction
I have a little nasty addiction. I like to drug sluts and watch them gasp for air. It gets me dripping wet in my panties. Lately, I can’t seem to get off at all unless I am watching someone have sex with dead bodies. I don’t know where the hell I picked this habit up, but once I see you torture a stupid pathetic slut and live out your rape fantasies with her lifeless body, I am ready to pounce on your cock and let you plow me because of that’s the shit that I like. I like to see her body stiff and cold the more bruises, the better. I love being an evil bitch. It takes a wicked person to be my accomplice in these little escapades. I don’t crave regular boring sex. I like to go on full missions and make someone the victim of the night. After I find a slut, I will have you do whatever you want to her, and I will then finish it off. I don’t mind getting my hands dirty. I’m down for anything and everything.
Killer phone sex
I got napped by this big man. He hauled me away to his place near a lake. I thought it was weird as he stripped me out of my clothes and tied me down to his dock. He held me down and started trying to wedge himself inside my holes. He started pumping himself harder in between my pussy lips, stretching me wide open.
He sprayed his cum inside of my pussy and pushed me over the dock into the water. I felt scaly heavy tails whipping across my legs. The creatures floated to the surface and swam toward me. I felt huge teeth dig into my tummy. I felt his jaw clamp down on my bones, crunching them and having my flesh pull apart.
He was shredding my skin up, chomping down on other parts of my body. I felt a load of cum hit me in my face by that man that put me into this situation. They are going to love eating my cum filled pussy and making my blood gush down my thighs.
Taboo Phone Sex Truth or Dare
I love taboo phone sex. I am the woman who does things other woman have too much respect to do. I was playing a game of truth or dare with my step son and some of his friends last night. I lost a bet, so I had to play. I knew it would turn ugly. It always does with him. He has nothing but hate for his submissive whore mommy. His friends do too. The game started out with humiliating dares like drink piss and lick dirty asses. Then it graduated to pain slut dares like a safety pin to my clit and a cigarette burn to my nipple. I was getting high with them, which makes me fearless and them crueler. By the last round, I was hanging from the rafter of the basement getting fucked with various items they could find around the house. They found things in every part of the house. From the bathroom came my curling iron. From the kitchen came my rolling pin. From my boys’ room came their little league bats. From my bedroom came the wine bottle. None of those things held a candle to my step son’s tool box. He fucked me with a hammer first. When that didn’t cause the pain he wanted, he broke out his cattle prod. He shoved it up my cunt, turned on the voltage and watched me convulse until I pissed and shit myself. The pain was excruciating to me. It hurt too much to cum. I am a pain slut, but that pain was too much. My step son and his friends got off on my pain. They jacked off on my convulsing body as I twitched and pissed myself. This was the torture sex version of truth or dare. I can barely walk today. They said they were coming back for more games tonight.