Ass rape porn is all I am getting for Christmas. A piece of shit doesn’t deserve anything else. That is what this dealer told me. I was strung out yesterday and went to this creep for a fix. He is known for his sadistic ways. He has a brutal streak, but I was desperate. I had no money and my regular dealer cut me off. In fact, no respectable dealer will float me coke anymore. I knew I was in for more than I could handle with this guy, but beggars can’t be choosers. When I showed up at his doorstep, he slapped me hard across the face. That was nothing to what came next: pure anal torture sex. He tied me in an extremely uncomfortable position, but it exposed my ass and pussy for him to use easily. He fisted my ass raw. He didn’t even let me have a hit first. He rammed his fist inside with the knuckles exposed to create more pain. He also fisted my cunt, so I had two gaping holes. He spat in my stretched fuck holes, even pissed down them too. He was laughing about how used up my whore holes felt to him. I could feel that my ass prolapsed. I could feel blood trickling down my thighs. I just kept thinking of getting high. He invited some friends to fist me too. I lost count of how many fists were up my ass last night, but after hours, they grew bored of me. He tossed me a small bag of coke and warned me not to bring my used up holes to his place again. I am running out of options to score dope. Will you give me a fix if I promise to be a good whore for you? Nothing is off limits for a druggy whore like me.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Anything Goes
My old man treats me like shit. I’m his personal ATM, a money making machine that he can mistreat and abuse. He has a serious drug addiction that I fund by selling my ass on the streets. I get in cars with strangers and suck cock for small change. Sometimes he lives me at the crack house and I get gangbanged by drug dealing gangsters. Thug after thug fucks me until my cunt is bloody and sore. I swallow so much cum that I feel full and have no need for real food. I have been treated like trash by every man that I’ve ever known. My mind is so fucked up that pain gives me pleasure. My old man is a sadistic asshole and as long as he gets paid for my services, you can do anything you want to me. Fuck me in any hole, treat me like a punching bag, or even bite me…anything goes.
Taboo Phone Sex Whore Needs a Dominant Daddy
Taboo phone sex is my specialty. I do the things most women won’t even consider. That is because I am a submissive whore. My only goal in life is to serve men, no matter how dark their fantasies may be. I was raised to put men’s needs first. My father was never loving with me. I was daddy’s slave. He pimped me out and used me for his own sexual needs. I never minded because I knew I was lucky he put a roof over my head and clothes on my bimbo body. Although, I have not seen daddy in years, I am naturally attracted to older men with a dark side. Sometimes, I regret that I have daddy issues. It leads me down a dark path more often than not. When I met Brian on the dark net, he seemed like the perfect bad daddy for me. He was into punishing girls. He sounded like an old school BDSM man, but when I met him, he was something far more sinister. He pushed me into the basement of his nice house. I was stripped naked and tied to a rack where he whipped me until I bled. I felt like a nigger slave who had fled the plantation and got caught. He was much crueler than he led me to believe. I was thinking spanking, bondage and maybe some flogging, but he tore the flesh from my bones and urinated into my bleeding wounds. It was both humiliating and painful. His cock was rock hard. “I like punishing you baby girl,” he said as he whipped me with one hand, and jacked off with the other. I was fighting back the tears. My real daddy punished me harder if I cried. Turned out this daddy wanted me to cry because when I couldn’t fight back my tears anymore, he stopped whipping me. I guess I need to work on being a better whore so I can know what my daddies want from their little whore.
Torture Sex: My Fears Exploited
It was pure torture sex. He was pissed at me. I had clear directions to score him some heroin. He has a record. If he was caught buying drugs, he would go back to prison for longer than the first time. I’m expendable. If I got caught, I’d get a light sentence and I’d be replaced with another stupid whore. When I came back with only coke, he punched me in the face and tossed me down the stairs into the basement. The floor was damp and slimy. I couldn’t see anything, but I could feel something slithering by me. OMG. Snakes. The floor was filled with snakes. I am terrified of snakes, he knows that. I lost track of how long I was down there before the lights came on. When I saw the floor, I puked. Likely, 100 snakes slithered the cold concrete slab with me. As he walked down the stairs, the snakes recoiled from him, from me. He was a snake charmer. He spit in my face and dragged me by my feet into another room. I was terrified because I knew what ever was in room #2 would be worse. It was. Spiders. They crawled all over my body. It was my own chamber of horrors. I was screaming and begging for mercy. He just laughed, watched and jacked off. In his sadistic voice, he said, “Next time bring me back what I ask for bitch.”
Fuck Me Like You Hate Me
I’ve been with my old man since I was a very young teen. My parents were crackheads and would loan me out for crack like I was a rental car. My boyfriend was kind and gentle before he became hooked on crack, too. Now he loans me out for crack and money. For a few dollars, you can do whatever you want with me. You can fuck me in any hole, beat me, bite me… anything. I get abused so much that I’ve gotten used to it and I no longer cry. And I’ve swallowed so much cum that I’ve required a taste for semen. If you don’t fuck me hard and rough, then I can’t orgasm. My head is so screwed up that pain=pleasure. I need a man who fucks me like he trying to kill me. Take all of your anger and stress, and take it out on me.
Extreme Bondage Phone Sex
I have an extreme bondage phone sex story for you. I hooked up with some guys last night for some BDSM games. I love being tied up, even suspended. This club is a no fucking club. Sex is not allowed, just BDSM. All legitimate clubs are like that. I don’t mind. I can get fucked any time, but it is rare to encounter a man, let alone a few men, who know how to suspend a girl spread eagle. I was high as fuck, so were they. We were also doing shots of Tequila and bourbon. I don’t usually mix my booze, but bondage can hurt. The rope was coarse and tight. Once they had me suspended, one of the guys forced his cock into my ass like we were making an ass rape porn. He said, “Fuck the rules, I want that MILF ass.” Normally, I don’t mind a good ass fucking, but he used no lube and I had no idea who he was. He could have had any disease imaginable. Since the club doesn’t allow the exchange of bodily fluids, no one is tested. Those guys didn’t care about the rules or my ass. In fact, they were hellbent on ruining my ass. Not only did they each take a turn fucking my ass raw, they sodomized me with their fists too. They laughed when they made my ass bleed. When I started to scream bloody murder, one dude punched me in the face so hard, I passed out. When I woke up, my ass had two fists inside of it. The room was covered with mirrors, so I could see the gaping bloody hole. My ass prolapsed, and they took turns sucking on it like it was a pacifier. I begged to be set free. I was in pain. The rope was cutting into my flesh and my asshole was inside out. They just fucked me for a few hours longer and left me hanging, literally, until the staff found me after closing.
Forced by Gun Point
I was just about to go home with a measly eighty bucks and just take a beating from my crazy old man when a red sedan pulled up beside me. I thought my luck had changed but the passenger pulled a gun out and fear took over my brain. My heels were too high to run so I just got in the back seat. The passenger jumped in the back and pulled his hard cock out. I knew what he wanted and I bent my head down to suck his dick without being told. The driver drove down a dark alley behind an abandoned building. The driver joined us in the back seat and forced me to ride his dick while I jerked off his partner in crime. I fucked and sucked them both until I was a cum stained mess. When it was all over they took my money, forced me from the car, and drove away. When I finally made it home, my boyfriend didn’t believe anything happened and he beat my ass for “telling lies”. I hate my life.
Blood and Tears
My boyfriend wasn’t happy with the small amount of cash I brought home. He showed his displeasure by punching me in my eye. He demanded that I fix steak and eggs for dinner. I overcooked the steak and he yanked me by my hair. I don’t mean to upset him so much, I try really hard to be perfect. My tears made him angry and he tore my panties off and brutally ass fucked me.
“I’ll give you something to cry about, bitch!!”, he screamed.
It hurt so bad I thought he was fucking with razor blades. He pounded my ass hole as blood ran down my thighs. My cries for him to stop only turned him on more. He came inside me and left me bleeding on the living room floor. I need to leave him, but where would I go. It gets really cold on the city streets.
Torture Sex Thanksgiving
Torture sex Thanksgiving? Does that sound like fun to you? It did to my step son. Late last night, him and a bunch of his friends dragged me out of bed. I was sound asleep when I heard them bust into my room. I had the door locked because I was afraid of something like that. They were fucked up, so a door was not stopping them. I was pulled from the bed by my hair, stripped naked and tied up. They tied me spread eagle to furniture, so I wouldn’t move. I begged for some coke, but al I got was cock. That fucked my ass and my pussy, even my mouth like a pack of wild animals. One of the boys found my vibrator and thought it would be fun to duct tape it to my pussy on high speed. I was convulsing from orgasm after orgasm. Before long, my clit was in pain from over stimulation. It killed me. They just laughed as I begged for them to stop. They made fun of my ginger snatch and pale skin. They smacked me, kicked me, bit me, burned me and pissed on me. When they were done with me, they said Happy Thanksgiving whore and left me tied up on the floor until my husband found me nearly passed out. All he said was, “boys will be boys.”
Torture sex -something to be thankful for
On Thanksgiving day all of you lucky fuckers will be enjoying a hot meal that your wife’s have prepared for you. I am spending my Thanksgiving in a dark cold basement. I was getting off of work late and a guy snatched me up and put me in his car. I guess he figured no one would miss me and no one would even think I was gone. Well, he was right.
He finally came down to greet me. He had a box full of kitchen utensils. I was really confused, but they are seemed sharp. He told me that he just got done preparing his Thanksgiving meal for his family for when they come over later, but he decided to show me his handy dandy gadgets. He pulled out a simple potato peeler.
I thought it was harmless until he put it up against my nipples and started skinning my areaolas and nipples right off. He then took a meat mallet and started bashing in my bare skinless tits and moved his way down to my cunt. He broke my pubic bone and a couple of my ribs. My whole body felt broken. He took his cock out and shoved it right into my ass. He started pumping his cock in my ass hole, spreading me open.
His cock filled my ass hole and sprayed his hot piss right into me and filled me up. He made me open my mouth right after I got done taking his piss and he sqauted over my tongue. He forced me to eat the shit out of his ass. Next I am sure one of my holes will be stuffed with his cum. At least I am starting to get full like everyone else will on turkey day.