My man told me he found a new client for me. He said that this man paid a lot of money to do anything he wanted to me. On the drive over to this man’s house, my man warned me to make this new client very happy. I was dropped off at the new client’s home like a UPS package. I knocked on the door and a sweet-faced, elderly man answered. He invited me inside and once the door closed an evil grin filled his face.
“Take your clothes off you filthy nigger bitch!”, he yelled,
I obeyed and he removed a black leather belt from his pants. I braced myself for the pain. He hit me over and over again while racially degrading me. He called me “Nigger bitch” with each swing of his belt. I yelled out for him to please stop, but my pleas only turned him on more. He didn’t stop until he was out of breath. But after a few minutes, he would start swinging his belt all over again. Later I found out the old man gave my man only $50 to beat me for hours.
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Torture Phone Sex
Do you like torture phone sex? Some men enjoy making me do things to hurt myself. Although I can never hurt myself as good as you could hurt me, I can do some damage to my hot body; especially if I am super high or drunk. I am a pain slut. I need pain to cum or at least to cum hard. I can use any variety of items on myself for your pleasure. I have industrial size vibrators that can overstimulate my pussy to pain. I have large dildos that will gape my pussy and ass. I have nipple clamps, even the kind with a chain to attach to my clit for extra pain. I have ropes to bind my big fake tits. I have needles and hat pins, even large safety pins used on cloth diapers that can pierce my flesh. I have wooden paddles and belts to spank my flesh, although spanking my own ass is challenging. I have handcuffs. Ice cubes and a variety of kitchen utensils can cause more pain than you would image. I have ball gags in case my voice annoys the fuck out of you. I have beer bottles to fuck myself with for you. I can even burn my flesh with cigars or cigarettes. I enjoy crying and hurting myself for a caller’s pleasure. I just wish I could hurt myself like you could.
I am so stupid
I am such a stupid little slut and I do not know why my master even lets me out to pee sometimes. I feel like I should not be aloud to cum or breathe without his permission. I was such a bad girl, my master told me to put my ass in the air so he could give me my daily spanking, and I was such a bad girl. I asked hum if I could have his huge cock afterwards.
I know better. I am not allowed to ask anything or even blink without his permission and I was way to bold asking for his cock. I need to be punished. Master said he is going to put his shoe up my ass and that he will break my back by stepping on my spine until I beg for forgiveness. I do not know what I was thinking. I will have deserved everything that master gives me. I just hope I can earn his cock back because I love it so.
It’s Just a Shower!
He was hot, and he had invited me back to his house to get cleaned up and have some food before he sent me on my way again. He seemed decent, well-dressed, nice car, you know the type.
He showed me to what I guess was a guest bathroom and brought me a towel, wash cloth, soap, and shampoo. I adjusted the water and got it just where I like it, then got in and started washing up. The shower wand was amazing, and in almost no time, I was fantasizing about him while I used it to massage my clit. My fingers slid into my cunt from behind as I sprayed all up and over my clit, enjoying the sensations, and driving myself mad while thinking of him. It was not long after I got down on my knees and was really getting into it that he walked back in and cleared his throat. I was embarrassed, and I immediately moved to stop what I was doing, but he was on me in a flash. He told me he’d watched the entire thing from the camera he had installed, and that he was very disappointed I’d take advantage of his generosity to commit sin. He told me I needed to be cleansed, and then pinned me down with his entire body. He held my arms tight to my body with his legs wrapped around me, and held the wand over my nose and mouth. I couldn’t take a breath without inhaling water and choking. He prayed as slowly drowned me in his shower, and that was the last thing I heard.
Hands Around My Neck
I made so much money tonight walking the streets selling pussy, I was excited to go home and hand the cash over to my man. But no amount of money is ever enough to satisfy him, he’ll always find a way to be angry.
“Bitch, what are you smiling about, this ain’t shit!” he said while counting the cash.
“It’s never enough for you!” I screamed.
And that was my biggest mistake, talking back to my man was a big no no. He threw the money at my face and flew towards me and wrapped his hands around my neck. He squeezed my neck harder and harder. I clawed at his fingers, trying to escape his grip. I finally just stopped fighting and accepted my fate…I was about to die. I faded into darkness.
When I opened my eyes, my man was fucking me. His dick was pumping my pussy hard and fast. His sweat dripped onto my face mixing up with my tears. If I don’t get out of this abusive relationship I was going to die.
Snuff Sex in the Club
Snuff sex is not what I was expecting. I was expecting bondage. It was an underground bondage club. That was what the ad said when it was announcing its big grand opening. The ad specially called for bondage whores to come and explore their underground world. Submissive whores like me soon discovered the ads were just a rouse to lure prey there. I fell for it too. I was not the only one. I was in a room, suspended from an overhead beam when a man in an executioner’s mask walked in. I thought it was role play; master and servant kind of games. After I blew him, I found out bondage was the furthest thing from his mind. He pulled out a very menacing serrated blade. He made sure to tell me in graphic detail about all the pigs he has gutted with that blade. I was quivering. His voice was sinister. The look in his eyes told me that this was no role play game to him. I was right. He cut off my right nipple, then my left one. I was forced to chew on my own whore nipples. The torture sex did not stop there. Next up was both breasts. He cut them off like he was cutting of a chicken thigh to eat. I passed out from the pain and shock of seeing my own blood and flesh pooling beneath me. How dare I pass out. He punched me in the face, breaking my nose and jolting me awake. He skinned me alive. Tore the flesh off my body, slowly and deliberately to torture me. I heard screams and cries from all over. I knew this was no bondage club. This was one big snuff porn shoot, only it was not fake. I was not getting out of this club unless it was in a body bag.
Kidnapping Phone Sex Cemetery
I’d been swimming much of the day at the beach I’d found. I love the water, it makes me feel so peaceful. When I finally packed it in and started my journey on to the next town, whatever it may be, I headed west out of town. It wasn’t even a mile later that I came across an old cemetery. It looked like it hadn’t been visited in ages, with the grass starting to grow up over the tops of the headstones, except in one part. There was a group of headstones that had the grass all neatly trimmed. I stopped to explore, trying to figure out what was special about those graves. I guess it was a trap, because I’d hardly taken 3 steps in when I was snagged by a net that I hadn’t even known was there. Not a few minutes later, one of the graves shifted open, and a couple of guys walked up and out. They grinned down at me, fiving each other, before they lifted me up and started carrying me down into the grave. It was a deep tunnel, and it led a good distance, most of which I screamed and they laughed, before opening up into a massive chamber. There was a table of sorts, and they laid me on it. My legs hung off the one end, and my head hung off the other. They lifted my legs and shackled them to the table on either side, leaving my pussy open under the bikini bottom. They untied that, and shackled my arms to the legs of the table. One walked to the head of the table and told me I made too much noise as he shoved his hard dick into my mouth. He fucked my throat hard and deep, and I couldn’t breathe around him. I gasped for breaths as often as possible, trying to live as my pussy got plowed hard and deep by the other one. I hope like hell they don’t plan to keep me here…
Black Leather and Wet Flesh
I didn’t make enough money tonight and my man was pissed. I walked up and down the Houston streets, but came home with $200 and that’s not enough to keep my man high all night long. When I came through the door and gave him the money he didn’t show his anger at first. He smiled, kissed my forehead, and told me to take a hot shower. Relief flowed through my body because I thought I was in the clear. I went upstairs and got in the shower. The hot water and soap erased the saliva and cum from the tricks that paid me for a good time. I closed my eyes and let the water cleanse my face…
But my man busted in the bathroom and grabbed me from the shower by my hair, pulling the shower curtain and rod from the wall. He dragged me to our bedroom and flung my body to the floor. He pulled a leather belt from the closet and wrapped it around his fist. I cried out and begged for forgiveness but he wasn’t hearing it. He hit my wet flesh over and over again. The pain was so bad that I blacked out eventually, but when I would wake up he would start whipping me again. When he finally stopped my body was covered in welts. I need to get out of this relationship but I can’t leave him.
Pleasure Pain
I knew it was coming today. he had been in a bad mood all week and it was getting worse. He just found out his wife was pregnant and didn’t want any more brats. I had not seen him in days so when he called I knew I would be in for one hell of a night. I made sure I had his favorite meal ready, But he was in no mood for small talk. He got right to it. He picked me up by waist and slammed me on the floor. He began choking the fuck out of me until I will almost black out. Tonight was about his pain and I was his outlet. He shoved his cock in my mouth so forcefully I began to vomit all over it. He immediately laughed. He cocked his hand back and smacked me across my face. He then yelled again BITCH you better not fuck up. He put his cock in my mouth and began to fuck my face so hard that my eyes watered and I almost vomit again but I knew better so I swallowed as it started to come up. He asked me did I think I was a smart nigger and could out smart. My response was no sir I could never out smart you. He put a choke collar on my neck. I got on all fours. He put his cock in my ass and ripped my ass completely. Every time I screamed he tighten the choke hold around my neck. he told me if I ever tried to have a mixed bastard he would kill me and that and that bitch inside. He said as far as it goes with me I’m just a cum bucket never to produce. I cried as he punched me countless times. This made him excited that he exploded all over me. My tears brings him pleasure he whispered to me. He always said he loved me as he cleaned his self up and will make sure I was OK.
Crushed
Some men will do just about anything to cum as hard as possible. I met up with this guy from school. He came to my house in his big pickup truck and we took off. Telling me he wanted to show me a special spot we could watch the stars in the bed of his truck, he had no trouble luring me to a field in the middle of nowhere. As soon as the truck was in park, he hopped out and let me out on the other side. Jumping down, I turned to look at him, but that’s when he punched me with his powerful fist, which entirely knocked me out.
When I woke up, I was naked and tied up on the ground, face down, and his truck was slowly backing up towards me. I screamed and tried to wiggle out of the way, but I couldn’t move fast enough. The truck backed up and was lined perfectly so it rolled right over my hips, crushing my pelvis. My head was still far enough away from the other tire that my lower back and ass were the only things pinned down under the truck. I gasped and tried to wheeze for air as I was getting smashed by the tire.
The man walked around and dropped his pants before coming up and shoving his cock balls deep into my cunt. The weight of the truck compressed my pussy, making it the tightest fit possible. He forced his dick into my asshole right before the force of his animalistic thrusts combined with the unforgiving pressure of the pickup entirely snapped my spine. Unable to feel my legs, I started to lose consciousness as he blew his load in my ass. When he was finished, he drove the car off of me, then came back out with a sledge hammer. With one final blow, he ended my misery and the only chance of a surviving witness to his crimes.