Torture sex is the only sex I get, he informed me. I had passed out at a party. It wasn’t a freaky S & M party, but the private party afterward certainly was a kinky nightmare for me. I woke up suspended from a rafter in the great room stripped naked. It was like a bad slumber party from my youth. If you fell asleep first the other girls put your hands in water, so you would pee your sleeping bag. I got too drunk, passed out and became the host’s sex slave. He had an array of scary BDSM equipment hanging from the wall. It was like he was just waiting patiently for a whore like me to get way too drunk. First came the nipple clamps. Second, came the whipping and flogging. He used a switch first but found he liked his leather belt the most because it welted my skin. The more I cried or begged to be released, the harder he whipped me. He focused on my tits for a solid hour it felt like. My big fake funbags grew a size from the swelling. He enjoyed making my tits inflamed. Just when I thought he was done because his arms seemed tired, the abuse took a turn for the worse. He invited his party guests to take turns whipping and punching me. Men and women slut shamed me and took turns abusing my body. One guy punched me so hard, he popped a saline bag. I guess I know now never to pass out at a party. My body looks like I had snuff sex all night. I am black and blue, even purple and red. I am covered in welts and I have lopsided tits. Just a day in the life of a submissive whore.
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Torture Sex After Party
The Gift For His Slut
My old man gave me a gift wrapped in a box. I was surprised because he’s never giving me anything. For a brief moment I was happy but not for long. I opened the box and saw a human dog collar and leash. He was telling me where my place was in his world, I was no better than a dog or an object. Tears rolled down my face as he fastened the collar around my neck. He made me get down on my knees and walked me around the living room like a well-trained dog. I didn’t dare protest because he would kick my ass. I knew my place. He sat in his favorite chair and pulled my chain because he wanted his dick sucked. I held his huge dick and licked it all over before putting it in my mouth. I sucked him nice and slow like he trained me to do. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I opened my mouth because he liked making sure that it was empty.
Satisfaction
The smell of my own blood dripping down my flesh makes my cunt quiver. That tingling feeling I get inside when a sharp cold to the touch steal knife presses against my flesh then slowly cuts into my skin. Feeling that surge of pain rush thru my entire body. My cunt soaks with each strike of the knife. I know that my moans give me away. The excitement in my eyes as I take a lick of my own blood. I watch in awe as the knife plays and teases my flesh. Sinking into my flesh like the knife knowing exactly where to cut. My body going numb. My head getting light headed. My cunt wanting to explode everywhere. It is an incredible sensation that you must experience to understand the satisfaction in it all.
I am your Karma Bitch!
Roses are Red violets are blue I fuck shit up and so does my crew! I throw up, and puke all my food! gag, gag, gag (;
It all started with my friends and I beating this bitch up, fucking her until she was so dry no fluids would come out of her pussy so we used her own blood to keep it going well it was the first time I ever got out of line it made me puke every where. Just so sick to my stomach that I couldn’t hold any thing in. The violence and rage built up wasn’t going anywhere. But ever since then I just cant hold any food in plus I love being skinny so i eat and throw that shit right up. when I set rules I follow through and throwing out my food is one of them,. Now , the first time as I was saying , I had a damn god reason to. She was a bully and I had to strop it so we did. We continue to fuck shit up. If someone is not doing what they are supposed to do then one word Karma! I am your fucking karma, We tie hoes and ass holes up sexually fuck their inside in and out until they are laying their with a barley beating pulse and they are to tired to even scream for help anymore. Welcome to my world of torture.
Whore For Life
My old man finally rescued me from the 5th Ward Crips. It’s been three weeks since I’d last seen sunlight and it hurt my eyes. I gripped his arm tightly as we walked out of the trap house because I was afraid the thugs would change their mind and force me to stay. He took me home and ran me a bath. I had dried cum and blood stains all over my body because they never let me bathe. I sat in the tub and tried my hardest to scrub the nightmare away. I got out of the tub feeling a lot better, but my stomach sunk when I saw a strange man with my boyfriend. My boyfriend jerked the towel from my body because he wanted to give the strange man a good view of the merchandise.
“You be really nice to my friend, you understand?” my old man demanded.
I kneeled at the strange man’s feet and unzipped his pants. I started sucking his dick automatically like a robot without feelings. I need to realize that this is my life, I’m a whore for life.
Sneaky little bitch
I love to watch little brats running around it just reminds me so much of my self, and how much of a little shit I was. My family gave up on me because of it. To much fighting, arguing, sneaking out and threats.So, now I love to just watch them while their parents are gone. I get to do what ever because I am the fucking boss. When they the youngest one screams I put him on the dresser naked to make him so fucking cold while he freezes. That’s his time out haha. I make it so cold in the house the screams make my pussy drip. I had to tie their dad up last night because he caught me being vile, I lost my job and will have a warrant soon but I fled I don’t give any shits. I’ll do it again I just need to move, Let me know of some good places that I can keep being a sneaky little bitch.
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.5
I think my old man is dead. It’s been months and he hasn’t come back for me. He left me with the 5th Ward Crips because he owed them money. A plastic sex doll is treated better than the way I’ve been treated by this gang of thugs. I’ve been sexually assaulted on a daily basis. The room where they keep me has a door that acts more like a revolving door because every 15-20 minutes another gang member comes in and fucks me. I don’t fight anymore because they’ll beat me. I do want it takes to make them cum fast and leave. I’ve been here long enough to know which ones cum faster from head and the ones who need to be deep inside my pussy. I overheard Tec-9 saying my pussy was good enough to sell and make a serious profit and my stomach dropped because I knew I wasn’t ever going home.
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.4
My man traded me to the 5th Ward Crips for four crack rocks. They keep me in a room with a boarded up window and a dirty mattress on the floor. These thugs treat me worse than a plastic sex doll. My jaw aches from blowing multiple men for hours at a time. And my pussy and asshole hurt from this never-ending gangbang.
Tec-9 walked into the room with a dog leash and an evil grin on his tattooed face. He put the collar around my neck and walked me into the front room on my hands and knees. I was completely naked and felt totally exposed being the only female in room full of dangerous gang members. In the corner of the room, a gangster had a furry friend on a leash. The gangster let the leash go and the furry friend ran straight towards me. He mounted my back and his pink cock enter my tight cunt. He humped me and the gangsters laughed. The furry friend panted in my ear and his drool slid down my back. His cock knotted inside me and I couldn’t pull away. The gang laughed even more at my struggle to get away from the furry friend. I felt totally humiliated and completely defeated. When will the living hell end?
Snuff
I have been close to death before with men and sex. But they always chicken out and don’t take the final step in snuffing my life out. They will torture my body. Suffocate me until I pass out. But no matter how much I beg I cannot get them to finish the job. The ultimate orgasm that I could have would be death after I am beaten and tortured. And this is something I am denied over and over. Guys talk about loving to fuck a whore and then kill her but I have yet to find me one of these guys to follow thru. Maybe they are scared they will get in trouble. Lol, I will be dead who is gonna tell? And really the law does not care about another dead whore.
She Denied Him
This creepy loser is always staring at me and making attempts to get me to go out with him and it just won’t happen, Ever! I swear dude is so fucking gross and creepy and I just couldn’t stand him or his bad aftershave. I got approached again by this loser and really have had it and told him to go fuck himself as it is all he will ever get, and to think you could get a chance with me, dream the fuck on.
Well I guess that must have hit a nerve as I went to walk away I felt a sharp prick of a needle and was becoming incoherent and started stumbling immediately. I awoke in a strange apartment, some sort of factory building and was bound and really sore. I looked at my body and was naked with cuts and bruises everywhere. Then I noticed the cum all over my tits and between my legs was sore and sticky. I was barely able to move and then noticed that I wasn’t going to survive what was next…