Category: Ass rape porn

Torture Sex Doll for Abuse

torture sexI love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it.  I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.

I Wanted To Be A Model

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I didn’t know that you were going to be like this. I saw a post on craigslist looking for models
and while I have never really thought I was “model pretty” – I know my body is super sexy.
I followed the instructions to just show up at the address on the post and it seemed a little
strange that it stated not to bring anyone citing limited room but I felt okay about it.
You open the door to the loft and greet me, letting me in and immediately saying something
about how beautifully perfect I was for the gig. You asked for me to strip down nude and stand up against
this large wooden cross you had in the studio. I did but that’s when you walked behind me and began
handcuffing me to it. I protested and you told me to be silent, or else it would hurt. I didn’t
know what to make out of that but I started panicking. You then began slicing pieces of my skin off.
Licking the open cuts and pulling your cock out, pissing into them. I started to scream and thats when
you slammed a ball gag right into my mouth and around my head, even taking it an additional step and
opting to blindfold me- Which added to my horror. You sliced an opening right into my belly and
began fucking the open and bleeding wound while I tried in vain to escape and scream but it was
completely pointless and what happened next was even worse.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies: Use Me

When Murder Phone Sex Fantasies are the only thing that will make your cock throb, grow hard, and explode jism like a fountain then you are in the right place for mayhem. I’m a worthless fucking cunt that deserves to fucking die. Kill me, beat the crap out of me and make me cum, or forbid me to cum and piss on the open fucking knife wounds you just inflicted on me. Or invite a bunch of cracked out niggers over to jack me the fuck up and then use me like a filthy mens bathroom. Piss on me, in my mouth or on my pretty face and big luscious tits. Let these thugs force fuck my anus, cunt and mouth and jerk off their big filthy pieces of fuck meat while they shoot me up with filthy needles making me overdose while being fantasy raped.

I’m a useless bubble headed blonde that deserves every bit of punishment administered to me.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch

ass rape pornAss rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.

Better Watch Out, Daddy..

 

One of my favorite things to do with daddy are his ride-a-longs. We go to all the typical places
we might find new “toys” like playgrounds, shopping malls and fast food playplaces. Anywhere
idiot bitch mom’s might leave their little brats alone while they go find their next sperm donor.
I always sneak up with candy or tell the dumb tiny girls that I know Justin Bieber- anything
to get them to come along with me to where you are. Once we get our new victim, that’s when
the fun really fucking begins. Dosing them with a little “night-night” liquid on rag to make
it easier to tie them up. We take them back to our house for safe keeping. And what do we do
once they are in our dwelling? What ever the fuck we want! I love burning them with my cigarettes
while you fuck their tiny little faces and slicing open their itty bitty bellies while you force that
big daddy dick into their pussy hole- giving me easy access to suck daddy’s cock and lick up the blood
off of you. Even climbing on top of their belly and fucking you through the slit I’ve made.
Looking up at my daddy so adoringly. But you better watch out, daddy- You may of taught me how to be a
sadistic bitch a little too well & you could be next.

Killer Phone Sex Accomplice

killer phone sex Killer hone sex is my specialty. I am the kind of accomplice that helps you do what you really want to an ex girlfriend, boss or little cock teaser. I’m the devil on your shoulder egging you on to explore your dark desires. I like helping men do what they are too chicken shit to do on their own. I met Shaun on the dark net. We fucked a few times. He is not a goth guy. He is more a Wall Street type, but cute and hung. He has a secret life no one would ever suspect. He is a pain whore. I pierced his nut sack. While talking, he admitted to wanting to do some bad things to this neighbor girl. She is a teen tease. You know the type, I am sure. She wears slut clothes for attention, then gets offended at the attention. She thinks she is better than everyone because she she is hot with a great body and comes from money. We devised a plan to kidnap her, have some fun then sell her into white slavery. I know this Russian dude who pays good money for hot teen sluts. They are in high demand in his line of work. We drugged the little slut and brought her to this old house in the middle of nowhere that I inherited years ago. I do very bad things there. My little Wall Street pain slut fucked the shit out of her. Fucked the attitude right out of the cock tease. Rough anal sex until the slut cried and begged for mercy. I gave her a shot of heroin to make her less whiny. He worked her fuck holes over well. She was a virgin. The blood all over his dick was proof of that. I sucked the cherry juice off his dick. Tasted sweet. We had to wait a day before I handed her over to Yuri. We roughed her up good.  She is just another teen whore who has gone missing. Occurs every day. Is there a little cock tease you want to get rid off? I bet I can help.

Teen rape porn

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I was reminiscing back to my days in school and how I decided to go to that one party that forever changed my status as the prude girl. I got a little too tipsy and found myself in one of the rooms trying to find a bathroom. I stumbled across a pack of dudes instead. They all were excited that I unknowingly joined their vip personal party.

They took turns pinning me down and forcing their way inside my holes. They where embedding their fingers and hands into my body and leaving bruises. They took out their cameras and filmed my holes completely exposed.  They were stuffing me deep and hard. I could not get away and their cocks were ripping my holes apart.

I took cock after cock in each of my holes. My innocence was gone no matter how much I cried and begged.

Bondage Phone Sex Whore

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Bondage phone sex? Are you into that? I am one of those girls who loves to be tied up and abused. I am a submissive whore. Tie me up and fuck the shit out of me. I got more than I bargained for the other night, as usual. I was checking out a new club. BDSM club that matches servants with masters. I was at the club’s mercy to be paired with a master who would not do any real damage. I didn’t fair so well. Master Toby was one of those guys who hates women. He was not so much a Master as just a cruel man who hated all women. He took out his anger on my body.  I was his punching bag for a good hour before he even pulled out his cock. He smacked my tits. He pierced my clit with some sort of pin. I was in pain. Lots of it. I was screaming to get out of the room. I didn’t sign up for torture sex, but it was what I was getting. I didn’t get but one scream out, when Master Toby took off his belt. I felt leather around my neck. He tightened it so tight that I couldn’t breathe. That is when his dick went up my ass. The harder he fucked my ass, the tighter the belt became on my throat.  Some help came. I knew the club had to have some rules. All the BDSM clubs do. Instead of helping me, however, the guys joined in. They saw free pussy and ass.  Two cocks forced their way into my cunt and ass. One guy rammed his dick down my throat. He was holding on to the belt with both hands as his big dick choked me.  I passed out. Woke up in the room covered in cum and bruises. Another day in the life of a worthless whore.

He wanted snuff sex but not like this!

snuff sexHe wanted snuff sex, he was very clear on that… but he wasn’t very specific as to who would be getting snuffed so I decided it would be him! He was such a cocky arrogant man and I just can NOT stand those kind of beasts! I will not bow to some man, I am a very dominate, aggressive woman and he would be bowing to me whether he liked it or not! I had to bring him down a peg or two so I told him that the only way I would help him snuff a bitch is if he let me fuck him first and this eager little homo jumped at the chance! I think his hyper masculinity was just a cover for his faggoty wimpy ways. I forced him to suck my rubber cock and even bent him over and forced his ass open, he was screaming and begging me to stop, that it was too big but I just kept right on pounding! Then I hit the little spring on the side of my strap on… the little button that pops out a very sharp knife from the tip of my rubber cock and I literally fucked that faggot to death!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies, you are not alone. Most men harbor them; usually for a woman. My stepson has them for me. Since he was a wee boy, he has hated me because I was his father’s whore. But daddy married the whore and left the Madonna, my step son’s mother. Now, he is all grown up and his hatred is fueled by drugs and years of plotting revenge. He got in my face the other day and let off some steam. I called him a pussy who couldn’t get over the past. I didn’t realize he was high on meth. He flew into a rage, claiming he had fantasized about killing me for two decades. I told him he couldn’t kill me because pussies don’t act, they just whine and bitch. He snapped. He smacked me across the room. I tried to run, but he lunged at me, grabbed my leg and pulled me back towards him. He ripped off my clothes and set them on fire, while he tied me up. “Who is a pussy now, bitch,” he seethed. He pulled his cock out. I knew what was next. First, he pissed all over my face while laughing at me; then he fucked me. My cunt and my ass got fucked like a man with pent up rage would fuck: savagely. I was bleeding and crying. I couldn’t make him listen to me. I didn’t think he had this in him. Years of nothing but passive aggressive comments and now, I felt like he might very well kill me. He kicked me in the gut repeatedly like he was channeling A Clockwork Orange. I thought he was done, when he fell backwards on to the couch. Then he picked up the light, tightened the cord and wrapped it around my neck. Everything went dark.