As far back as I can remember I have always wanted to be the “victim.” I used to have wet dreams where I would wake up and my sheets would be soaking wet from my very young cunny. In the bathtub, I would rub my clit raw forcing two of my fingers hard in me all while I was fantasizing of being brutalized, tortured and dominated by such a big powerful sadistic man. I would pretend to not like it and fight back. But my little cunny so sloppy wet would betray me letting him know I want him to be more rougher, and more sadistic. I would fantasize about being publicly humiliated and degraded. Now as a full-grown slut I know that only the vilest woman-hating men are for me.
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Evil phone sex
Taboo Phone Sex Mommy
The holidays bring about taboo phone sex fantasies for mommy. My youngest son has rape fantasies. Most boys do. It is just that my son thinks about doing very bad things to his mommy. He is a young boy, so I just giggled when he told me he was going to fuck me regardless what I said. I giggled, tousled his hair and told him he was cute. That was not the response he wanted. He was half my size, a third of my age, but he punched me right in the face. I stumbled backwards and fell. The next thing I knew my young son was on top of me, ripping my clothes off and forcing his cock inside me. He was calling me vile names and accusing me of cock teasing him all his life. I was fighting him, but this was no joke to him. He was full of hatred for his mother, for the woman who gave him life. When I tried to get the upper hand, he pulled my head up just to slam it back down on the floor. I cried out in pain. I felt blood trickling down my head. My son. My own son was forcing his dick in the very place that he came from not that long ago. He was filled with so much anger as he forced his dick in my pussy. Finally, he nutted. He hopped off me, spit in my face and told me to clean up. What has happened to my baby boy? Do you have rape phone sex fantasies about mommy too?
I Use to Enjoy Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
He said he had rape phone sex fantasies. I told him you can’t force fuck the willing. I was trying to be cute and sassy. It backfired. He was determined to make me not want it. Determined to make me hate it. He succeeded. He was not alone. He brought friends. Horny men who needed a warm wet hole to destroy. It reminded me of my youth. Daddy never wanted me to enjoy sex. I never did when I was young. He succeeded. Years later, I became a pain slut. I embraced my youth. I have fucked men far meaner than daddy ever was to me. Men like Jack, who wanted to ruin my holes. Ruin any chance of an orgasm for me. He orchestrated the gangbang rape porn. I was wet when they fucked me with their cocks. That is when they switched it up. Determined to make me regret saying he couldn’t force fuck the willing, he picked up a big baseball bat and sodomized me with it until I was crying. His posse of horny monsters picked up various objects and fucked me harder. A baseball bat was mild in comparison. I got a wine bottle, a hammer, even a handgun shoved up my cunt and ass while men jacked off on my face. By the time they were done proving their point, I was coated in blood and cum. I was no longer willing.
Thanksgiving Ass Rape Porn
Ass rape porn was how I spent my holiday. I owed this black guy money. He decided that unless I was his ass slave, I could not get any more coke. I need my coke, so I submitted. He has a huge black cock. The kind of cock that can ruin asses and pussies. I thought I could handle him. I have before. But it wasn’t just us. He had several other men with him. All black men who wanted nothing more than to fuck the shit out a druggy white whore. I needed coke though, so I was down to be used for a gangbang rape porn. I thought at most, I would be fucked for a couple hours. It was closer to a couple days. I missed Thanksgiving dinner. No one came looking for me either. I was getting stuffed with big black cocks. Stuffed in my mouth, stuffed in my pussy and stuffed in my ass. All at the same time too by multiple black cocks. My dealer told his friends to have seconds and thirds. I felt like a raw bird with gravy all over me. My asshole was sore. I was bleeding from being over fucked. I had a gallon of cum all over me too. I was a hot sticky mess. Eventually, they got tired and I was sent home. I got some coke, but I paid a high price. I could barely walk, and I missed Thanksgiving with my family. When I did get home, it was like no one even missed me.
Home Invasion Sex is so Hot Part II
So, at last blog we had invaded a home, tied up the perfect family, forced the teenage daughter to perform sex acts, killed her and left her dead bloody body across the table for all her family to see. I was thinking of torturing the little girl next but opted for the dad. The mom’s tear stained; petrified face was just to good to let be. So, we untied the dad and laid him in the floor for the entire family to see. We unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. I then positioned my pussy right above his face while I started playing with his cock. I told him to lick my pussy good. He was hesitant at first, but we put a gun to his son’s head and he quickly cooperated. Of course, his dick was soon rock hard, and I continued to lick, rub and suck it while watching the mom’s reaction. Dad was slacking in his clit licking so daddy pulled the hammer back threatening to shoot the sweet daughter. So, he started licking away like my clit was a lollypop. I told him how good that felt and directed him to stick his finger in my pussy and finger fuck me. He was quick to do that, and I secretly think he was enjoying it. I was watching the mom as I stuck her husbands cock deep in my throat. I directed the husband to stick another finger in my tight little ass. He did as told, and I swear he was loving it. I rode his face until I came all over it. That was more than he could control, and he came all in my mouth. The mom looked on in horror as I got up and walked towards her. I stuck my tongue in her mouth and delivered her husband’s cum right in her mouth while she sobbed uncontrollably. I’m thinking of getting her husband hard again and cutting that dick right off…………….
Off with Your Balls
There’s something so sexy about a sharp blade. Any blade. Knife, razor, sword, box cutter. Shiny and sharp, placed right up against your nut sac. You wonder if I’m going to tease you or hurt you. You feel the sharp edge dragging along your flesh and the blood beads up. Didn’t you tell me that you wanted to be castrated? Oh, you beg me not to hurt you but that rock hard cock gives you away. You like the fear that you’re feeling. The adrenaline rushes through your veins as the cum builds in your testicles. You groan out loud. You better not cum, or I will end you now. This is cock control and your life depends on it. A shot of cum and I will make your blood spurt, too. You clench your teeth, gasping for air, trying to get control of your raging member who only wants to cum. I smile and wait. “Beg for your balls.” I order you. You sound like a little bitch whining as you plead for your manhood. The whimper is starting to irritate me. I have my blade poised right up against your bulging purple mushroom head. Shall I cut your cock off in pieces or will one swipe of my wrist leave you as a sissy eunuch forever?
That Special Flavor
I’ve never been a fan of Thanksgiving until I met him. He was a nice man with a taste for flesh. I’m not talking about turkey flesh either. He likes tender flesh of the female type. And with Thanksgiving coming up, he asked me to go hunting with him. Just like most people go look for the perfect brand and weight in a turkey, his taste was the same. He wanted a plump, but not fat, brand name specimen. The goal was to have her before Thanksgiving so he could prepare her for the feast. She had to be clean, shaved, smooth, and ready to be oiled down. He had tried the Cajun injector before but he had a preference for just the basics. Salt, pepper, and real cream, and some of his special marinade. He injected it himself in every hole to make she was properly tenderized. I knew she would scream while the roasting part happened but I didn’t realize that it would arouse me so much. I felt her pain clear down to the depths of my pussy and I craved to be injected, too. But he was saving it for the grand finale. That first crispy taste of golden skin followed by the squirt of juicy female goodness in our mouths. Finger licking, cock sucking good. I can still taste it now. I’m ready for the hunt when you are.
Sex with Dead Bodies is the Only Way to Fuck
Sex with dead bodies is uncomplicated for me. I can get off and be done with it you know? A man serves me no purpose except as an accomplice. And that is only because he is paying me and helping me to kill. When it comes to romance, I have no interest in that. I like to fuck. But I don’t enjoy pillow talk, foreplay or snuggling. That is why when I find a man I am attracted to, I kill him. I am just like a praying mantis. I must be patient. It takes a couple hours for rigor mortis to kick in. Postmortem rigidity does wonders to a cock. It is the only way for a sick bitch like me to get off because as soon as one of you morons starts to talk, I have lost all desire to fuck. I was horny last night, and the morgue had nothing I was interested in, so I went hunting. I found Trevor, a handsome black man with a huge bulge in his jeans. I spiked his drink, took him home and killed him. I waited about 2 hours and that black cock was as hard as it ever would be again. I rode him until I came so fucking hard. I got laid and now I have some dark meat for Thanksgiving dinner too. That is what I call a win-win situation.
Midnight Ball
You begged me to cut off those worthless nuts. I laughed at you and asked why you would do such a thing. I was filled with glee when you told me what I already knew. You are a worthless, no dick loser. No one would ever let you fuck them so your best option is to just end your misery and become a sissy. A panty wearing slut who bends over for every hard cock that demands you to. A cum dump for faggots and big hairy guys who love young boys.
I sharpen my knife and watch your face. The potion I had given you is starting to take effect. You thought it was something to numb the pain. But it was actually my own recipe to stir the demons within you. You’ll hallucinate as waves of terror wash over you. I’ll appear as a monster, ripping your worthless member and sac out by its roots, and dancing around the fire with them. Howling at the swamp moon, we’ll celebrate your castration by restraining you and allowing the Cajun savages of the night to take turns penetrating your tight virgin ass. You’ll awake later with no memory of the whole thing except a man-pussy full of cum and a bloody stub where your manhood used to be.
Tied Up and Abused
Sometimes Daddy likes to see be vulnerable. So today he decided to let the handyman use and abuse me as he wanted. The handyman thinks I am a brat so I knew this would not be pleasant. But Daddy does own me and all my fuck holes, so I obeyed. He brought his son with him, so I knew I was going to be tortured. The son tied me to a bench with my legs spread and my upper body unable to move. They inserted a ball gag in my mouth so no one could hear me scream. They first admired their work and masturbated all over my face, calling me names as they came. Next, they got out the whip and took turns whipping my tits until they were raw and bloody. Thinking my tits needed more punishment they put clamps on both my nipples connected to a chain that would pull with even the littlest movement. They were loving it as they pulled the chain and I couldn’t even move. Blood dripped from my breasts and tears ran down my face liquefying the dried cum and ran into the corners of my ball gag. Next, they put a vibrating big black dildo in my pussy and turned it on. It was relentless as I came repeatedly until even my orgasms were painful. They whipped my pussy until it was raw never turning the vibrator off. A butt plug was shoved up my ass without any lube and it was excruciating. So, there I lay with clamps on my titties, a vibrator in my pussy and a butt plug. I was in so much pain, but the orgasms would not stop. I was hoping they would hurry and finish as I did not know how much more I could take. They looked at me with a shit grin smacked my face with their cocks, shoved the butt plug in further and turned and left the room. I was left to the pain and unending orgasms not knowing when they would return.