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I was walking home and I do not live in the best of neighborhoods. It must have been around 9pm or so, and I noticed some scuffling behind me. I tried to quicken my pace and as I rounded the corner onto my block, I was grabbed and drug into a nearby alley. They then shoved me quickly into a garage that they had open and waiting and closed the garage door. The next few hours will full of sodomizing me, torturing me and forcibly raping fucking all of my holes over and over. I counted about for of them, they were in their 20’s it looked like. At one point there one guy had his cock in my ass as he had me straddling him, while another was behind me in my ass and the third was face fucking my mouth so I could not scream. The fourth was watching playing with his swollen fuck stick. They made me bleed, tore me open and then when they were done told me to keep my mouth shut and go the fuck home.

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Aggressive Stalker

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I had been seeing a guy lately and we planned to take a hike through the nearby woods since there was a remote path through the vast forest. We walked hand in hand through the trees, unknowingly being stalked from the thick fog rolling in. A predator creeped among the bushes, growing angry. I had been his prize for so long now- the special flower he had admired from afar and who he felt a deepening thirst for. To see me with another man was an insult, and his fury bubbled up like a beast preparing to pounce on its prey.

I heard some rustling through the trees, but thought nothing of it until a mad man rushed from out of nowhere and impaled my date with a spear through the heart. He died instantly, and with a frantic scream, I dashed through the woods, trying to find my way home. Losing my way from the trail in my panic, I stumbled as I spun around, trying to determine which way led to civilization. But it was hopeless, I cried as I realized the futility of my escape. I would die here, lost in this forest if the killer didn’t get to me first.

Wandering through the fog, I came across a small shack. Nobody seemed to be around, so I decided to check inside for any helpful tools or maybe even an old map. Inside, I found an earring, old sneakers, a sweater, a towel, among other random items, all of which used to belong to me. Things I had either forgotten about or thought I lost filled the rickety shelves in the hut. Realizing what was going on, I started to hyperventilate. When I turned to run, I bumped into the wild man who had been following me. He grabbed my wrists as I screamed and tried to fight him off. Nobody could hear me way out here, though.

With great strength, he pushed me onto a pallet made from leaves and a blanket he must have stolen from my house as well. He pinned me down under his knee as he grabbed some rope off the ground and bound my arms behind my back. Taking out his big, dirty cock, he tore a hole in the back of my pants and jammed it into my ass, making me cry out in pain.

Between thrusts, he grunted the question, asking me why I betrayed him. I sobbed and told him I didn’t betray him, I had no idea who he was, but this only made him angrier. Grabbing more rope, he tightened it around my neck, strangling me until I was blue in the face and turning cold. He left a fat nut inside my ass before abandoning me in the shack, setting it on fire to destroy everything inside.

Execution by Torture Sex and Humiliation

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Torture sex death and humiliation is what I was sentenced to for my crime of disobedience. The judge ordered my death immediate and public. My executioner was into extreme pain and degradation. Before we even left the courtroom, he had me stripped naked and in shackles. I was escorted to a room. The room where I would soon die. There was a variety of people watching in awe as I was spanked repeatedly. My body was exposed and prodded. Nipple clamps were attached to my tits. My cunt was whipped. My legs were spread wide and I was tortured with a menacing vibrator. When I got wet, I was mocked for being a pain slut. I was tied to a post and whipped and tortured while strangers gawked and cheered for my death. I tried to beg for forgiveness for my insolence, but my fate was already sealed. My executioner was having too much fun torturing my female parts. I liked the pain, but I was afraid to die. I didn’t want to die.  I denied that I liked the pain, but my wet cunt told a different tale. My executioner informed me that I would die a painful death when I orgasmed. I tried not to cum. But the pain was too intense. I am a pain slut after all. I died cumming, naked, exposed, being tortured in my ass and my pussy while strangers masturbated and cheered my death.  If only I had met my executioner under different circumstances….

Cut Off My Cunt

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Cut off my cunt. Tie all my limbs down and open me up so you can see my insides really good. My screams do not matter at all, you are on a mission to mutilate my tiny pussy so that I can never feel pleasure anymore. Knowing that it will actually cause me a lot of pain any time I am touched below my waistline turns you on so much. You heat up a knife on the stove and explain exactly how this going to go on. You are going to first slice my clit off then go on to remove my lips. The practice is held in many countries with great regard as a way to suppress women and you just think it is exactly what a dirty slut like myself deserves for prancing around the way I do in those skimpy outfits. You remove the knife, which is red hot by now, and in one slow cut take my clit away from me. I passed out from all the pain. What happened next??

Fifty Bucks

Sadistic phone sexMy 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.

Torture Phone Sex

torture phone sexDo 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.

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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.Killer phone sex

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

Strangulation phone sexI 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

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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.