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Domination Phone SexIt was a rainy Saturday and I was out of lube, batteries and nose powder so I headed down to the adult toy store in search of supplies.

I was over by the whips and chains section when this guy came up behind me and told me I was looking at the wrong one. He put a collar around my neck and gave the attached chain a yank. It jerked my head a little but snapped right off.

“See,” he said, “You need this one.” as he fit it very tightly around my neck.

He gave that one a sharp yank and my body was slammed to the floor!

I had no idea who this guy was but I think it was safe to say he was flirting with me!

I started to get up off my knees but he stomped his foot in the middle of my back pinning me down!

What the fuck mister! I like it rough but we are in the middle of the damn store!

He jerked the chain again, pulling me up off the floor and onto my knees. His meat was already out and he shoved it in my face!

People were starting to gather around and guys were lining up with their  cocks in hand!

Why the hell weren’t they stopping him!

He handed the leash to the guy next to him so he could use both hands to hold my head as he fucked my face! I couldn’t breath! He was shoving his cock so far down my throat!

Some guy grabbed a huge dildo and rammed it in my ass while these other guys took turns force fucking my mouth. I guess the store must have been out of lube to because he sure as fuck didn’t use any! He was tearing my ass as he shoved that dildo in my tight little hole!

The third guy was about to take his turn in my gaping mouth, but just as he pulled my head back by my hair, I hurled the other others guys cum all over his shoes!

The guy fucking my ass with the fake dick shoved my face into the cum puke and told me to eat it! He wouldn’t let go until I had licked it back up off his shoes! He was telling me that I was an ungrateful little whore! That I needed to learn to appreciate what was given to me!

They took turns force fucking my ass with fake cocks and shoving their meat down my throat! Each one dumping their load and filling me full of thick cream!

I was so tired from being jerked and yanked and fucked. I think I must have passed out.

When I finally woke up, I was still laying on the floor naked and covered with more sticky cum! There was a sign next to me that said “Cum on the whore and save 25%”!

I managed to pull myself up off the floor and stagger to the door. The snot nosed brat behind the counter tosses me a bag with lube, batteries and nose candy!

He told me that it was my pay for the night and to be back by 7 for the next shift!

Guess I got what I came for!

Fallen Angel

snuff phone sex karmaLight emanating from my body, a flowing white gown gently touches the floor. Floating above myself I watch the dark shadow approach, smothering the light. Replacing it with something sinister. Innocents leaves and is replaced with evil. the feeling overtakes me and I hear the whisper in my ear. The voice a low growl, sends shivers of delight up my spine. It leads me from the comfort of my home and out into the chill of the night air. My nipples harden and I can feel the juices dripping down my inner thigh. Blindly I follow the instructions being given. I stop in front of the well manicured yard. The same one that she was in earlier, working hard with her long braids and her tight young body. A vision of that earlier scene appears before me as if in a dream. The longing in my loins is a burning flame building slowly becoming uncontrollable. I feel him walking up behind me and the heat of his breath is on my neck. Every nerve in me is alive with sadistic desire to experience his teen rape fantasy. We move together in unison to commit the act that we both long to have. Peering in her bedroom window we see the pretty pink letters over her bed spelling out her name “BECKA”. By the night lights glow her face is almost angelic as she sleeps. The window is open to the night air and the screen easily slips out. We climb through and approach her bed. Placing my hand over her mouth I hold her down and watch his hands slid up her thighs as she squirms to be free. Her eyes wide as tears slip quietly down her cheeks. My heart beats faster watching him take her. I whisper encouragement telling him it is OK. Guiding him every step of the way as he molests her young underdeveloped body. She is our victim this night. Soon she will be a fallen angel. No longer pure, tainted by our desires and filled with the hot cum of his throbbing cock. We cum together in the dark, breathing heavy and delighting in the pleasure that she brings us. What is taboo to others is so right for us. We are united by a craving so strong that we can’t fight it. Letting go and giving in to the only thing that satisfies our lust….sweet young victims of the night. I wake up in a puddle of cum and know I need more. Won’t you join me? violent phone sex becka

Taking Care of the Trash…

Bloody phone sexI could tell the bitch was already bleeding out by the time I got her top off. Some stupid whore who’s head I took a brick to when she wasn’t even looking, walking down the side walk like she owned the whole goddamned city. I just couldn’t stand the way she walked, or talked on the phone to some other slut I’m going to track down and kill too. She did have great tits though, D cups at least, glistening and wet from the blood that was spilling out of her bimbo head. I wanted her naked. I wanted to see if her pussy juice still tasted sweet mixed with her blood. I had to work quickly, so I took a knife to her jeans which slit another wound down her thighs. I’m not particularly precise when it comes to these things. She was blacking out so after getting a little taste of that pussy I fucked her with the knife I used to get her pants off. She would have liked it too, if she was awake for it. This is the kind of penetration she deserved, but not the kind she and all those dicks she’s inhaled have had in mind. Then I left her in the ditch just off the road where hopefully the garbage man will come and take this piece of trash to the dumpster where she belongs.

Cassandra’s Hardcore Rape Porn Fantasies

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Have you heard that old saying be careful what you wish for? Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy and his friends violated my ass repeatedly, I have been an anal whore who gets off on rape phone sex fantasies.  Daddy is the reason I am a submissive slut today. I told one of my girlfriends about my hardcore rape porn fantasies. Girls tell each other everything; even our darkest secrets and fantasies. I guess she violated my trust and told her boyfriend about my naughty thoughts.

I was walking home from the club the other night. I got too drunk to drive. Well, too drunk to find my keys is more like it. My friend’s boyfriend Chris saw me teetering on my stripper shoes as I meandered down the sidewalk and offered me a ride home. He didn’t take me to my home, but his. I insisted he take me home, but he got really rough with me. Grabbed me by the hair dragging me up his front stairs. He shoved me inside his front door where I was grabbed by a few other men. I am a dirty slut, but I don’t fuck a friend’s man. Ho’s before bro’s is my motto.

hardcore rape porn fantasies hardcore analHis friends ripped my clothes off despite my kicking and screaming. Guess I was fighting too much so they tied me up. So tight I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. Despite my pleas, they force fucked my ass and pussy, even skull fucked my face. Their cocks were so hard. I thought I would be wet because of my fantasies, but I was anything but wet. Because my pussy was dry, it felt like my pussy was tearing in two with every thrust. One guy asked if I was a virgin whore because I started bleeding. It hurt so bad I felt like a virgin again. All three took turns dumping cum in one of my fuck holes. I felt violated and ashamed.

After they each shot their seed in me, I thought it was over, that I could go home. Chris had other plans. “So you like to be force fucked do you Cassie,” he said in a creepy tone? His friend came out with a tray of all sorts of ominous objects to violate me with. A baseball bat; a whiskey bottle; a barbell; a lava lamp; a fraternity paddle; even his furry companion. “Let’s see how much you really enjoy those fantasies,” he said with a smirk. They force fucked my ass and cunt with things not meant to be inside a woman like that. My ass and pussy bled like a stuck pig. No lube, no saliva, just hardcore sodomy with huge objects. They laughed and giggled the entire time. I just cried and begged for mercy.

bondage phone sex rape fantasiesFinally, they finished with me. Untied me so I could clean up. It hurt to pee. My pussy was split in two. One of my labia lips was severed. My asshole had prolapsed. I was in gut wrenching pain. They were kind enough  to call me a cab. I crawled into bed. Blood stained my sheets. All I could hear in my head was “be careful what you ask for. It just may come true.”

I do it for you…

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Some times I do bad things on purpose, so You will punish me, I guess I need more training…. I don’t know why I do it, defiance, punishment, pain, pleasure it all starts to merge together and not make sense to me, and I can be very good for a while, but I love to touch my tight pussy, I will beg to touch it, I know I deserve to be punished severely when I disobey You, and I am at peace with that. The pain makes me high. It puts me in a place that is more pleasurable than having sex. I disobey you for a reason. I am your dog, your slave, your bitch. I obey you most of the time.. but There is this wild animal in me that needs to deify you. I need to see you angry. Watching you bite your lip, squeeze your fits and hit me, make me so fucking wet. Seeing the anger in your eyes is intoxicating. At that moment I know I am your next torture product until you feel better. Spending hours with you, watching your evil smile as you cut into me. Makes me more than high. 

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Near Death Torture Sex

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There is nothing worse than the days that I have to sit caged or tied up in the basement alone and in silence. I hate the things that Mater has done to me, and I hate the way that he makes me feel emotionally. But I would rather endure hours of torture sex than nothing at all. I sat in the dark and cold and cried. I cried but my tears never showed up or drizzled down the sides of my face. I was so thirsty and so hungry but like the slut I was I craved the touch of Master. My wishes came true as he showed up at the top of the stairs. He had me pinned down in a device so that I could only turn my head up to look at the once empty stair case. He came down and undid the shackles. He attached the lease to my collar and began to walk me up the stair. I crawled on my hands and knees, my eyes closed as the bright light of the sun hit my eyes. The air smelled amazing against my skin. He led me into the bathroom where the tub was full of water and ordered me to get in.
It was ice cold and made me lose my breath; he held my head under the water. I gripped my hands onto the edge and began to fight and kick to get my way out. When he allowed me to come up I gasped for breath, the air stinging my lungs. He did it again, this time I got a little bit more air before submersion. When he lifted me I went to gasp for air to be met not with air but the thrust of his cock into my throat hole. I gagged on it and tried to pull free needing air to invade my lungs again. He released me and I got a half a breath of air before he shoved me back under. I screamed into the water, he was trying to kill me, this was it, I was no longer useful to him. I let one last bubble escape from my lung and felt my body begin to slip. Slowly my mind faded and the world began to blur.
I woke up to a huge pain and coughed up access water out of my lungs and all over the soft carpet under my hands. I could hear him grunting as he plowed into my ass hole.

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My body still limp beneath the grasp of his hands on my hips. I tried to prop myself up, the room spinning he reached up and wrapped my wet hair around his hands yanking it firmly in his hand. My whimpered as I could feel some of the roots uplift from the follicles in my scalp. My pussy began to throb as he inserted something into it as he continued to rip my ass hole wide open with the force of his dick. I whimpered and cried for him to stop, it was too much but I was only met with a fist to the back of the head. I passed out again. When I woke up I lay in the same place. I reached to my throbbing pussy, the pain was almost unbearable. I looked at the blood coating my finger tips and then went for another feel. I felt something in me, and removed it. It hurt so badly, when I held it to my face I cried and rolled over into the fetal position laying it on the ground. It was a broken beer bottle. I sobbed, trying to stay quiet, Master has stuffed my pussy with a broken beer bottle and I could not believe it. Maybe he no longer cared of me at all, I wanted to die there, before it got any worse.

Missing his Touch

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Master has been into using me to make money these lonely days in the basement. He met a snuff porn producer and has decided to do some mild pussy trauma films. This means hours of torture to any and every part of my body till he says stop. This leaves me helpless and afraid. Master may love to hate me and at times it gets just awful but I know that he is not going to take my life. He enjoys the things he does to me and sees death as an easy way out. That being said these monsters he allows to have the pleasure of ravaging my body do not stop. They will choke me till I pass out and I will wake up to a flat iron clamping my nipples. Master always let me know that everything is okay after every film. He allows me to suckle from his life-force and feed me his sperm. If it was not for the power of his protein pack substance I would have been dead a while ago. Now I wish for it, no matter how sad Master would be to have to find another sex slave. My body used to be for Master’s pleasure and has now become a fuck factory for anything from gangbangs to knife in my pussy. There is nothing worse than feeling your pussy get ripped open by a knife that is filling it. At least Master cares for me enough to sew me back up. I love him so much. I hope he will fill my cunt with his beautiful rod again.

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After a binge of snorting some shit up my nose I watched a ton of documentaries on world war 2 and a shit ton of porn. I have this fantasy of grabbing a bitch off the street and taker her home. I want to see how long the human body took to no longer live. Starving someone was going to take a lot of time and patients, something I don’t have normally. I know exactly who to take. Kaylee, she was a whore down on 5th ave. No one cared about her or where she was. Kaylee was always strung out and she eats pussy like a pro.

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I know I can trick her into going to my apartment and after a few days when she comes down she isn’t going to leave. Starving her isn’t going to be enough for me. I’ll have to see how much pain she can take. Cut her and make her drain her blood. She will be a dirty toilet, since she wont be eating or drinking anything I don’t think I need to let her out to let her go potty. I do think I will let her eat protein… Let someone fuck her throat till they cum. I’m excited to beat her, fuck her, piss on her. If you have any other suggestions, Id love to hear them. Ill be waiting her watching her suffer.. 

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Easter Feast

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My bones hurt like I was aged 40 more years than I actually was. The sting of the cold floor burned my skin like frostbite. I wanted to die instead of dealing with the emptiness of being shoved into this dark cave and forgotten. Last time I saw Master he came and got the broken down boy from the corner. I was so hungry, but my stomach no longer begged me for food. My lips longed for the taste of liquid to sooth them. I was not sure what day it was as I began to wake from my sleep. I listened to the empty noises around me longing for something. Master had company up stairs; I could hear the shuffle of feet but knew better than to make a cry for help.
I must have dozed off because I awoke to many feet coming down the stairs. It sounded like 4 or maybe five different sets. I could not see because Master had me tied against the wall with my arms over my head and legs spread out. I have no idea how long I had been in the same position only that I could no longer feel my arms. The men scrambled at my backside. I attempted to look at what was going on, my face was quickly met with a closed fist knocking it back into the wall. I whimpered as my eyes blurred and attempted to come into focus. It was him, the piece of shit that got me into this awful place with Master again. He was now my Master’s apprentice of pain. I knew it was to be the end of me, or at least I wished it was. I could make out three separate men from Master and shit stain. Master told them how I was starving and needed to earn their seed.

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I felt one enter into my ass spreading the cheeks with his hands. I cried out, the thick cock stretched the small space with no lubricant. He let out a primal grunt as he tore his way into me. I whimpered as tears began to fill my eyes. He thrust into me with such force I could feel blood begin to trickle down my leg. I was not paying attention to my numb arms when I fell straight to the ground. His cock fell from me and my knees ached from the dead weight hitting so hard against the concrete. I was released and had a sudden burst to run for the stairs. I do not know what came across me. I cried as I was snatched by my hair and thrown onto the ground. I was stuffed in every hole of my body.
My face was fucked so hard I almost blacked out from lack of oxygen. My face had tears streaming down it and the color of worn mascara decorated my eyes. I gave up fighting, and I did not know why I even fought anymore. My arms were bruised from being pinned and my cunt bled like a virgin from the abuse it was taking. I was made to kneel on the ground while the circled me and forced themselves into my mouth. My throat was raw from dehydration and friction of the thrust into it. I begged for death, I begged for it to stop and then I begged for their seed so I may have them as a feast in my belly. They came one at a time into my mouth. They tasted like the finest porterhouse that you could find. Master was the last and I craved the familiarity of it the most. He denied me that satisfaction and that is why while I longed death I wanted him more than anything. I thanked him for providing with what I overheard was my Easter feast. He thought of me and chose to celebrate it with me. I was honored for his love and kindness.

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Torture phone sex with Morticia

Have you ever seen a woman give birth? I always thought her fat belly would just go away right after the little shit came out of her. I watched a whore give birth last week and it had me thinking. What would happen to a cunt if the shit bag was pushed back inside. I knew I would need a very big woman and a not so big man. I had the perfect couple in mind. Keri was 32 and she was house bound. Her freaky husband was 38, a shy little man he weighed maybe 130 and 5 foot 4. He loved big fat pussy. Something about a fat woman made his cock drip. That is why Keri weighed over 500 pounds.

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This was way too easy. After Her loser of a husband left I walked into the house. She was fast asleep in her fat fucking bed. I was very happy to see that they had a lift in her room. They probably used it for all sorts of creepy shit. As I was strapping her up in it she started to wake up. I giggled as she tried to get away from me. She couldn’t even lift her fat fucking legs. I got her up in the lift and decide to see how big her pussy was. I stuck my fingers into her fat smelly cunt.  I was able to stick 4 fingers in there without lube. I grabbed the biggest thing next to me and that was a soda can. I didn’t lube it, I shoved it up there thinking I’d hear her scream. This fat cunt asked me what I was doing! She couldn’t feel anything.. Oh but she would and soon.

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When her husband walked into the door he got a welcoming home like he never had before. I smacked him in the back of the head with a frying pan. knocked his wimpy ass out. I tied him up and placed him in the right spot. I think the smell is what woke him up. He was right under her big fat body. I started to lower her down on to his head. Listening to both their screams made my pussy wet. I grabbed a hair brush and started to fuck myself and I shoved this mans head into the pussy he loved so much.

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