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Taboo Phone Sex Whore Gang Bang

taboo phone sexI am a taboo phone sex whore who rarely says no. I like to party and that leads to bad choices and lots of regret. I was partying with some black guys last night. They always have the best coke, and they share. They never mind sharing with a white chick. I will suck the black off a big black cock if it gets me coke. My drug dealer is black and when he is out of blow, he points me in the right direction to get some quality shit. Last night he pointed me to Leroy. And Leroy and his posse were willing to trade me coke for some hardcore ass fucking. I agreed before seeing their cocks. My dealer, Marcus, is a foot long. I thought no way they would be bigger than him. I know black guys have huge cocks, but I did not think cocks bigger than 12-inches was the norm. His posse was large, but their cocks were anacondas. Huge fucking monster dicks. They sodomized me into oblivion. I have never had so many huge nigger dicks inside me at once. Never so big either. The used me for hours as their personal ass rape porn star. I understood. I had to get used up good for coke.  I wanted a huge amount and that would come at a cost. It is a holiday weekend coming up and I need more blow than normal to keep up with my horny sons and all their friends. I never worked so hard for coke in my life. My ass is like a canyon now. Gaped, prolapsed, battered and bloody. They often double stuffed my ass with a couple cocks at once. Ouch. I said no many times, but no is not a word these guys take seriously. I survived the ordeal. Barely, but I have coke to last me the holiday weekend. They have a gangbang rape porn to remember me by too.

Bimbo Torture Sex

torture sexHe told me I looked like his next torture sex doll. I have heard that a lot in my life, but not recently. I am a free agent right now. I have no master. I have no one to watch my every move. I am liking my freedom but seems like men are always content to take away any illusion of freedom I might have. I was not looking for trouble, but it does have a habit of finding me. I was out shopping late last night. I prefer to grocery shop after midnight when the store is not crowded, and it is usually restocked on my items. This stock boy was eying my sexy body when I walked down his isle. That was when he started talking about doing some violent things to me. I was like, whatever boy. I am way out of your league. In his mind, a taboo phone sex princess like me needed put in her place. The high school boy jumped me going to my car and forced me into the trunk of his SUV. I was kicking and screaming in his trunk. We went over a very bumpy gravel road. He had this planned. Maybe it was not me he wanted, but now that he had me, he was going to make the best of it. I heard other voices before he got me out of the trunk. It was like some high school party. It was a bonfire with lots of liquor and a ton of horny teen boys. They looked at me like a glass of water on an extremely hot day. I was the star of the party. I think any woman would have done, but they felt lucky to get a statuesque blonde bimbo. They all had rape fantasies too. They used me worse than a gangbang rape porn star. My holes were battered and used. I smelled like a cum dumpster too. Freedom is just an illusion when you are a dirty bimbo whore.

My Vampire Fantasies

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I love being a dark seductress with a twisted mind full of dark fantasies! I’ve been having the strangest dreams of being fucked by a vampire. In these dreams I take a wild journey from being a victim, who gets fed on, to becoming the vampire who preys on the innocent. The dreams are so intense, it’s almost as if I can feel my neck being bitten and my cunt taking a forceful cock. I wake up with my pussy so drenched and my heart racing, I know there is someone watching me but I have no idea who. I’m not afraid, I’m only turned on and thirsty to taste blood and feel fangs piercing my skin. Sometimes I wonder if I’m crazy for thinking this way but then I remember that I’m a dark twisted whore and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Life

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars never live a dull moment. I do not know what a boring suburban life is all about. That has never been me. Being raised by an incest loving, coke-head mother, made life non-traditional for me, and definitely never boring. My mom, however, never had to do the things I do for coke because she ran the finances of the house. My dad was on the road for work all the time and never knew how much anything really cost. My husband has a tight rein on my finances because any money he gives me for household maintenance ends up in my nose. Over the years, I have become resilient. I learned that trading my fuck holes for coke was not that hard to do. Then I got older, more used up and it was no longer a simple trade. Now, I must endure things like anal gangbang rape porn to get a bag of coke. But I do it because I have no shame.

Earlier in the week, I hooked up with this client of my stepson to get some coke. He has watched me get anally tortured with big objects for over a year now. He does not live in my city but found himself nearby for business. He paid my stepson a few grand to use me like a dirty whore with some business associates. In return I got a bigger bag of coke than usual. Fourth of July is coming up and I needed a stash, so I agreed to do this. In hindsight, I should have known better. There were 20 guys, not just a couple. They all had big cocks and wanted to hurt a red-headed bitch like me. No condoms or lube which is par for the course. Fists, cocks, baseball bats and beer bottles were used to sodomize me. The end goal was to prolapse and ruin my ass. They were not gentle. To them I was just some dirty, washed-up taboo phone sex slut.  I think that is what I will always be.

Women Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesMost women have rape phone sex fantasies, but they will never admit it. I have them too, but I admit them. I have found myself in the situation before too. I knew something was wrong with me when I was wet after a violent gang bang. I am not talking about wet from all the cum they deposited inside me. I am talking about wet from arousal. I still remember the day vividly. I sometimes masturbate to the memory. I know. Most women would say #MeToo and cry about the trauma. Not me. I masturbate to that day almost 10 years later. I was birthday shopping downtown for a friend of mine. I took a short cut through the alley to get to this one store, and a guy grabbed me, pulling me into a building that was under construction. Him and some of his construction buddies saw me and wanted to fuck me. There was so much construction noise going on around us that no one heard me scream. They made me a gangbang rape porn star that day. The violently ripped my clothes off. I was naked and tied up with their belts to some scaffolding. They took turns thrusting in and out of my ass and pussy. Some of them fisted my cunt when they could not get hard for the third or fourth time. I was choked, slapped, fucked and they even pissed on me too. They saw me as some blonde snob. They thought I was a rich bitch who looked down on labor workers. Apparently, they hollered something at me as I walked by, but I had ear buds in listening to music and I never heard them. I pleaded with him them to let me go, but they decided I thought I was too good for them. If they had only known what a taboo phone sex whore I really was. I was battered, bloody and bruised. They took my wallet with my ID to prevent me from going to the police. I had to go home looking like a disgrace. I was not scared of them though. I did not worry about them coming to find me. Just working-class men who needed a whore. I understood my role. It was a violent gangbang. One that would have ruined most women, but not a sick bitch like me.

Your Wicked Accomplice Phone Sex Partner

accomplice phone sexReady for accomplice phone sex? You may think you are, but my brand of accomplice fun means the little bitch dies after you explore your rape fantasies. You see, I have your back. Men think with their cocks. We no longer live in a he said she said world. You fuck a female against her will, you are guilty in the court of public opinion and cancelled. You need me to do the dirty work. Very few men I have met have the balls to have their cake and eat it too. By this I mean few of you can kill your prey after you fuck it. I never have a problem killing. I will kill bitches all day long. Bastards too. It is population control. I have found a way to make a substantial living catering to men’s dark fantasies. But since I do not want to go to prison for your rape phone sex fantasies, I kill the victim once you are done having your taboo fun and dispose of the body. No one is finding the little bitch you just violated unless they are doing DNA tests on coyote shit in the woods. I like killing. No, I love killing. Not that I need an excuse to kill. I kill lots of folks for my own shits and giggles. But when you hire me for your dark desires, the killing part is just so we can continue to have our freedom afterwards. I know that most men would force fuck a young girl or boy if they knew they could get away with it. I help men get away with it. No one has been caught yet. Well, that is because no one who has hired me yet has pissed me off enough and still lived afterwards. I will frame you for murder or use you for my own snuff porn needs if you do follow my instructions. I am not going down because you get cold feet or guilty thoughts. I am not every one’s favorite accomplice, but with me you get what you want and stay out of prison.

Time to pay up

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My landlord isn’t playing around. He means business, but I know him all too well. I can hear him have taboo phone sex and watch dirty porn. There’s a little plan I have brewing in my noggin. I will hurry along and make my way upstairs to his unit. It is going to be so hard for him to turn me down.

There’s a game plan in my mind but what ends up happening is much more sinister. The landlord didn’t want to fuck me all genital. He tried to make me bleed out and slap me around.

He makes it known if I want free rent for the rest of the year plus be waived the fees and debt I have already accumulated, and I have to let him use me whenever he wants, however long he wants, and torture me till he thinks necessary. I’m too desperate to protest, so here goes enslavement.

Snuff Movies as Payback

snuff moviesSnuff movies are more fun to watch than to star in. I know from experience how rough some snuff flicks are on a woman’s holes. I owed this woman. Well, not so much owed her. She was blackmailing me. She found out I was fucking her son. I think she was just jealous that I got to his little wiener before her. She threatened to call the cops on me. I was stupid. I sent him nude selfies. He is younger than my two sons. I figured for a mom to blackmail me instead of sending me to prison, it had to be something extreme I had to do in exchange. I was thinking snuff porn. This woman is rough. If I had known she was the boy’s mother, I never would have seduced him. She is a biker bitch. Single mom. Reputation as a man eater. She is awful to men. Turns out she is just as awful to women who molest her son. I had no choice. Be her victim for whatever macabre film she was going to make, or go to prison and never see my boys again. I made a torture film with her. She stripped me down naked and tied me to a table. My legs were spread. She had electrodes attached to my nipples and clit. She shocked me so often, I could smell my burning flesh. She used a couple of those industrial sized back massagers everyone knows women use on their pussies. She shoved one in my cunt and the other one up my ass. I was screaming. My entire body was convulsing from over stimulation. She duct taped the vibrator to my pussy and I was having piss orgasms. She was filming it. Apparently, streaming the torture sex of my girl parts for profit was her way of exacting revenge. From all the money dings I heard, it was a profitable revenge.

An Accomplice’s Revenge

Torture Sex

You’re a nasty fucking pervert that needs to suffer from castration phone sex. The only way to ensure lil ones are safe around you is for you to get your filthy fucking cock cut off! You think that just because I was your accomplice that you didn’t make me sick to my fucking stomach? Haha! This is an accomplice’s revenge! As you lay spread eagle and face down on this plastic covered mattress, I want you to think about what you’ve done. I want that tiny little dick dangling in between your legs to shrivel in fear as I dig the tip of my knife into your piss hole. I bet feeling your urethra stretch would make you regret abusing those tiny teen twats! Listening to your sorry ass beg me for mercy makes my violence craving twat sopping wet so beg all you want. Did you think that nobody was gonna find out that you snatch barely legal victims and force your big p-cock in their teeny little assholes? You acted out your sick fucking ass rape porn fantasy on the last one until her perfectly puckered poo-popper was torn to shreds. Now, you’re gonna fucking pay with yours! I’m gonna start light with a pear of despair and as I ram it into your shit hole I want you to repent for all of your perverted misdeeds. As your back door gets drenched in its own blood I better hear you confess and pray to your Queen Goddess Jade as I pry you open!!

The Taboo Phone Sex Life

taboo phone sexA taboo phone sex slut can get herself into all kinds of trouble. Sometimes, I think with my pussy and that often leads to disaster. I hooked up with a guy last night. I met him in a fetish club. He was so handsome. Tall with big hands. That usually means big cock too.I do love a big cock. We had fun at the club. He is into bondage. He just lost his slave. She moved to get away from the lifestyle. I told him I was not looking to be owned. I am a free agent. You do not go straight from shackles to being a mistress. I still like bondage and pain. I just do not want to be owned 24 /7. I still like to play at the clubs for a fix of bondage and pain, but I do not want to be a slave anymore. He seemed cool with it. We had fun in the club. I said goodbye. The next thing I realize I am tied up to a dungeon bed and I am his ass rape porn star. He drugged my drink and kidnapped me. When I woke up, his hand was on my throat and his cock was buried in my ass. I glanced around the room. It was a prison. No windows. Cement walls. I was not sure if I was in his house or some dungeon. I did know that this guy could kill me and make my body disappear. I had to be careful how I responded. I acted like what he did was the hottest thing ever. He did not buy it. He slapped my face and told me he was impervious to my games. He fucked me until I passed out from exhaustion. I was still tied up on a BDSM bed when I came too but I was all alone. I think I have been kidnapped for a snuff porn.