I love being beaten, tortured, mutilated, drugged, raped, and hopefully put to death someday. But the other night when I was making myself vulnerable by walking around in a bad neighborhood. Wearing a short skirt, with no panties. A low cut shirt, with no bra. And three inch black heels. I walked into a bar and ordered myself a drink. I went over to booth and sat down. I started to sip my drink Vodka tonic. I saw that there was this guy staring at me. I did recognize him from the neighborhood walking around as I do. I picked up on the vibe he has very nasty thoughts. They we were making eye contact I could read his every kinky dirty little thought. He walked over to me and sat down. He said that he recognized me as one of the druggy whores you give it away for free. I giggled at his words. Taking my foot and rubbing up against his leg. And biting on my lip. He leaned in and uttered the words if you come with me I will give you what you want and more you piece of shit garbage. These words going straight to my soaking cunt. I will follow I whispered in a lustful voice. I had no idea what he meant but I did not care. I was not sure what was ahead for the evening but I could tell it would be painful and satisfying all at once. I followed him to his apartment. When we got inside there was a young girl all ready, with her wrists cuffed. She was doped up on something the needle was still hanging out of her arm. He threw me to the ground and said in a very harsh voice. “You are gonna help me to fuck, torture and mutilate her. Then help me to snuff her ass right out. Then I am gonna turn on you and do all the same to you. So what you want done to you, you better do to her cunt hag.” This blog is getting kinda long so I think I will break it up into different parts. Look for part two. Cannot wait to share with you.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 1
Endless Abuse
I’ve been in an abusive relationship with my crack addict boyfriend since I was a teen. I met him through my parents who are also crack addicts. All my boyfriend had to do to take me from my neglectful parents was toss them a few crack rocks. He took my virginity and my innocence. It wasn’t long before he was forcing me to sell my body to keep him high. He beats me for almost anything because he has a hair trigger temper. He expects food on the table and a spotless home anything less is another ass beating. I figured out the only way his dick can get hard is through violence. Sometimes when he’s feeling really sadistic he’ll force me to suck his cock for hours until my lips are swollen. I’ve tried running away but he always finds me and beats me for trying to escape. Sometimes I hope I get in the wrong car and the john ends my life, because that’s the only thing I have left…hope.
Master’s Foot Fetish
Master has a very dirty fetish for feet and he loves to use me as his sexy scapegoat to unleash all of his wild antics on to! After being tied up in bondage that I am unable to wiggle myself out of, he demands that I am his submissive slut while he’s massaging my feet with yummy smelling lotion, using his fingers to wiggle between the cracks of my toes, that shit feels so fucking good! Once i’m nice and moist from my rub down, he wraps the soles of my feet around his rock hard dick so that I can vigorously stroke him up and down, causing a slippery mess all over! The ridge on my big toes loves to be teased and Master enjoys teasing with his wet tongue, sloshing his saliva all over! This is pretty much the only time that Master ever allows me to actually enjoy something harmless while being his submissive cum whore while he dominates my pretty feet! I can’t lie, I really do enjoy it so much! I know that I am going to get into trouble for saying that but I don’t care, it’s worth it! When Master is ready to bust his huge load of cock cream, he aims to shoot between the slits of my toes, filling up each crevice with his gooey cum!
The Thugs’ Pet
It’s been 3 weeks and I’m still at the gangsters’ trap house. Every time my man shows up I think he’s taking me back to our house but he’s only there to get more crack. He sees the bruises all over my body but he doesn’t care. I plead and cry for him to rescue me, but someone slaps me to shut me up. Thug after thug fucks me in every hole until blood runs down my thighs. The big joke that keeps them rolling on the floor with laughter is keeping a leash around my neck and forcing me to crawl around on my hands and knees. They feed me dog food in a dog bowl and whip me with a leather belt if I try to use my hands to feed myself. I feel so humiliated, like shit on the bottom of a shoe. I cry out to God to rescue me, but I guess he’s ignoring me.
The Gangsters’ Play Toy
My man left me at the gang’s trap house for a few crack rocks again. These thugs treat me worse than a dog. For their amusement, they force me to eat from a dog bowl like an animal. I stay on my knees sucking cock all day until my lips are swollen and sore. They bend me over and fuck my asshole brutally until blood runs down my thighs. I’m not allowed to cry or scream out in pain or they beat me. They forced me to smoke crack until I beg for more. Smoking crack takes away the pain and sadness of knowing my body is worth 3 crack rocks. Minutes blend into hours, and hours blend into days as I’m fucked over and over again. As soon as one gangster fucks me and leaves my cunt filled with semen the next gangster steps up to take his place. I’m constantly hoping that my crack head boyfriend will come to my rescue, but he never comes.
I am your willing victim
Its not that I want to die but I love it when I am taken to the edge.I am the perfect victim because I am such a willing slut and will always play my part.I really enjoy rape fantasies and anal rape fantasy. There is something about somebody grabbing me from behind and forcing me into an alley or a dark place with the intention of violating my holes. When a cock is forced into your cunt as you are screaming and trying so very hard to get away but te more you struggle the harder they fuck you because it excites your attacker. As they spread your legs and mouth open and make you do vile and unmentionable things. I enjoy the excitement probably just as much as my attacker does. It makes me very wet and makes me want to come all over the place. I love being forced, fucked and violated in multiple way. The more violent, the better.
Gothic Phone Sex With Kali
I hang out with a bunch of the weirdo outcasts at school. They started showed me this weird films of people having horrible things done to them but to be completely honest- it turned me on so much it was crazy. Watching all that blood and gore go down on film was intense. Seeing girls take cocks till they literally had their eyeballs popping out drove me crazy and made my pussy so wet it hurt. Seeing those chicks get kicked around, beat up and fucked hard just made me want to join in on the fun. Now me and the guys from the school are making our own little “art” films these days. We’ve been having viewing parties and it’s a fucked up blast. Me and the other goth kicks all decked out, listening to techno having orgies while our little fun movies play on the screen behind us. You’re more than invited to join!
A lesson of fantasy learned
I do not know how I survived such an ordeal. It all started as a fantasy. I invited him over to fulfill my fantasy of a home invasion rape. The next thing I knew he had tied me up and was cutting me for real. He stabbed me in multiple spots, fucked me with the tip of his knife blade and fucked my asshole til I bled out shit. He told me what a stupid little bitch I was for letting a stranger into my home and not expecting something bad to happen. He told me if I survived what he did to me that I better think twice. As he fucked me, cut me and hurt me he kept saying, ” I bet you are learning a lesson, aren’t you?” I was hospitalized and still am still healing. The last thing he told me was he hopes he never sees my ad for a fantasy again or next time he would kill me.
Clumps of Hair
I accidentally over-cooked my man’s steak and he flew into a rage. He threw the plate and the steak against the wall. The plate shattered into million broken pieces. He flew toward me and I ran towards the door. I was half way out of the door but he pulled me back in by my hair. He loves jerking me around by my hair. Sometimes he pulls and jerks it so hard that it comes out in clumps. He slapped me so hard that I swear that I saw stars. But I guess that I didn’t scream in pain loud enough because he punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in pain, no sound escaped my lips because he had knocked the wind out of me. Now he was satisfied. He’s beat my ass so many times that I’ve lost count. Why can’t I leave? What’s wrong with me? I sell my pussy to keep him high on crack. But still, he isn’t satisfied until he puts his hands on me.
Guilty Verdict Pt. I
Watching the courtroom settle in while the judge organizes himself, I lock the prisoner to the table. Mandatory now since this same bitch jumped the table and tried to make a run for it. That won’t happen again on my watch. As the sentence is handed down I prepare for this bitch to do something fucked up, so I’m alert and watching her every move. I hear the verdict and I smile a little. I get to torture this bitch to death. I hear the judge “Officer Scolmen please escort the condemned to the execution chamber.” I nod to the judge and Walk up to the stoic bitch and cuff her. I whisper in her ear. “Now you’ll regret all the times you were a pain in my ass bitch.” She doesn’t say a word and I smile just a little, but mostly to myself. Ah, payback even as a prison guard on my best day I still would love to torture every one of these bitches in this prison. Hands cuffed behind her back I order her to sit down and place one foot on the table. She looks at me confused. “Just do it dead bitch.” She puts her foot on the table and I reach down and cut all of her courtroom “I’m so innocent” clothes off and throw them to the floor. I grab her pussy lips, spread them wide and pull out a tri-clamp with a chain from each clamp coming to the center with a ring. I grip her clit, she gasps and I smile. I pull it out far enough to get a good clamp on it. Then I move to her nipples, one then the other. I tell her to stand and take the walk in front of all these people who know you are a guilty, dead, bitch. I grab the center ring and pull the prisoner by the clit and nipples to walk the hallway to the execution chamber.
Tune in Next time when I torture this bitch then make her kill herself…













