He wanted blasphemy sex. He wanted me to hail Satan and curse God as we fucked. I may not be the most religious woman around. I worship at the house of cocaine, but it made me queasy to say what he wanted. If I didn’t deliver him a blasphemous hot time, he would have killed me. He made that very clear. My life depended on me telling him how much I love Satan. He gave me a cross and told me to fuck my whore pussy with it. Again, the thought of doing that made me uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as being dead. That would be something I couldn’t bounce back from. I spread my whore legs and I fucked my cunt like Linda Blair did in The Exorcist. I was bleeding from my pussy. I licked off my own pussy blood as I renounced God and begged for Satan to put a love brat inside my belly. I talked about wanting to have Satan’s spawn. My captor was aroused. His cock was hard listening to my blasphemous mouth. I would be spared snuff sex if I kept it up. I thought of all the horror movies I have seen in my life. I thought of all the peril I have been in and no higher power came to my aid, like now. This guy snatched me off the street. He was high as fuck and wanted to party. I thought he had coke, so I went begrudgingly. He chained me up to a beam in an abandoned warehouse. He yelled and screamed at me for hours. Made me hail Satan and sing blasphemous songs. I never got any coke either. I got shot up with heroin. I woke up in my own puke this morning with a bloody cross in my ass and a pentagram carved into my forehead. Being a slave to coke is dangerous.
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Blasphemy Sex with Blair
Forcing Ageplay Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
There you sit, whimpering in the corner with your knees balled up to your chest. Begging me to stop. Fuck no you sniveling wanna be “P” daddy. This is what you asked for. This is what you begged me for. Now, that I’ve got this little one here and you realize your ageplay rape phone sex fantasies are coming true, you wanna back out? I told you that I would push you beyond your limits. I knew you would try and back out. That’s why I saved all of our messages about how badly you wanted to fuck a tiny smooth bald cunnie. There’s no backing out now asshole. Not after I went through all the trouble for you to get this little brat here. Do you know how hard that was? Oh, you’re gonna fuck her. You’re gonna do unimaginable things to her, while I film the whole thing on my phone. You’re gonna do it, or else.
I Need a Snuff Sex Daddy
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.
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.