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?
Category: Evil phone sex
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.4
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…
Monty’s Bloody Auction House- Two
I watched myself on the monitor and stared at the views and comments they were making. At lot of people were saying “Yummy” and swapping out recipes. Others were insults and vulgar comments like “Can’t wait to see this stupid dumb whore hacked to bits, it’s going to make me explode”. All I could do was whimper and cry begging for them to stop, which only made things worse. Of course I was dumb and stupid, the perfect target. No one would miss me. According to the timer on the screen it was 2 hours before the man came back. This time he covered his face with a strange clown mask which only allowed for you to see his mouth. When he stepped in front of the camera the chatroom soon filled with “Hey Monty”, “Yay Monty’s here” from the eager audience ready for some bloodshed. He addressed them “Hello my loyal followers, as you can see I have secured quite the beauty for us to…enjoy”. He walked to his computer and launched another window to display on the screen label Bid: currently with a zero next to it. “As most of you know, but in case of newcomers. Highest bid wins, blood vials of course can be purchased as always in the store among other none bid worthy parts” he chuckled. He then grab a large bonesaw and walked towards me. “It’s your big debut sweetheart” he laughed and licked my face. “Let’s begin the Mutilation!” he cheered on in the camera. The chat blew up with cheers and encouragement. All ready to watch me be cut into bits for sale.
Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cheerleader
Your rape phone sex fantasies turn me on. Of course, I am a sadistic bitch, so you can never force fuck me. Regarding rape fantasies, I am only your accomplice. Well, I might be your cheerleader and the devil on your shoulder convincing you to give in to your dark desires too. I was at the mall hunting for a little bitch to kill when I spotted him. He was in his 50s, tall, unassuming but a pervert. He was trying to be discreet as he followed this hot teen slut through the mall, but I spotted him. I knew what he wanted. He wanted what you want: to force a young cock tease to take his cock. When I busted him, he tried to deny it. He acted offended, like he would never find a jailbait girl sexy at his age. The boner in his pants betrayed his words. I encouraged him to show the slut his cock. I mean she was wearing a pound of make up. She was at the mall on a school night instead of doing homework. She was wearing a skirt so short that if she bent over any one would see more than London. I talked about how it was doubtful she was even a virgin still walking around dressed like that. I wouldn’t stop talking about her hot body, including her bald pink pussy. Finally, he caved. He gave into his dirty desires and listened to the evil bitch on his shoulder. I helped him lure her away from the mall rats she was traveling with. He was not prepared to kidnap and assault a girl, but I am always prepared for such things. We took her to my kill shack and I got to watch him force fuck her holes for hours. She was too old to let go. I had to kill her. There were some wolves eating well Tuesday night.
Going to a dark place
I love you so much that I will do anything for you I will go out of my way to please you because of the way you make my pussy feel. I get engulfed in you because you take total control over my everything. You tell me that no one will ever love me like you and I believe you with each beating that you give me. You always cry when your pouunding my ass you pierce your swollen cock into my gaping asshole all while digging blood from my back. When I scream from the paralyzing pain you slap me in the back of me head and demand that I scream even louder. You laugh like Satan when your brutalizing my body and soul and I need it as much as you.When you make me drink my blood I lose myself and I’m lost.
Monty’s Bloody Auction House- One
I woke up and the room felt very cold, my head still was a little fuzzy. I attempted to get up but felt held down. I attempted to stare down to faintly be able to make out straps holding me down across my body. I wiggled around and noticed I was on a metal slab and felt very naked. I heard footsteps coming closer and then a light turned on burning my eyes. I looked around more once my eyes adjusted and saw a room dirty and blood stained. A workstation with tons of sharp blades was against the wall and in front of me was a man and a tripod. He turned and set up a monitor which was currently black with a bright red word showing on the screen as OFFLINE. The man turned to me and smiled. “I got you for a good deal, a crack head sold you to me for a mere $200. And I’m going to make a fortune off of you bit by bit” he chuckled. I squirmed trying to push against the restraints. He frowned and slapped me hard across the face “Escape attempts are not good for business” he yelled. “If you are lucky I’m slip you things for the pain, but you must put on a good show and smile for the camera. Let your fans know how willing you are for them to…own you even just small parts” he gleamed. Turning around he started the camera and headed toward the door.
The Church of Blasphemy Sex
I really hate Church folk and the Holier than thou attitudes and all the ignorant crap that surrounds this shit. So I decided to take it onto myself to make some blasphemy phone sex fun on this fine Sunday and really get some satisfaction. I paid a visit to a local Church before services to seduce a sinner of a Priest and dominate the shit out of his pious filled fucked up world of young males. As I expected I caught him with his dick out jerking off to the forbidden fruit these fuckers seem to get all worked up over.
I slipped in and as he was busy with his pud pulling adventures I got behind him, duct taped his mouth, yanked his arms back and bound them with duct tape, and lastly bent him over his desk. I took my special crucifix cock with thorns and started slamming it in his rectum. I slammed him with it as I held up a Bible and preached him a sermon of how he is the Unforgiven. He was turning blue from the inability to breath, oops I covered his nose when I taped his mouth. He was in shock from the thorns of Christ ripping at his rectum and bleeding him much how Christ bled out. I continued to preach as I doused him in “Holy Water” or Vodka and as I was leaving his quarters that I had already surrounded with gasoline, I lit a joint and tossed the lit match. In a Blaze of glory I pronounce thee Cleansed by fire.
Piss in my eyes Daddy
I’m nothing but a dumb and stupid dirty little slut for Daddy and he loves having me gape my eyes open so that he can unleash a huge load of piss into my eyeballs while we have snuff sex. My sockets burn as he splashes his golden shower all over me like how I deserve. It’s a never ending stream of liquid that pulsates into my corneas. So much in fact that I think I may be going blind. My vision is blurry and I can’t see straight but Daddy doesn’t give a fuck. I was screaming and crying the more that he gouged my eyes with his urine but it only made Daddy even hornier to see how much I was suffering and in pain. He really is sick in the head and fuckin demented. The torture and violence that he continues to inflict upon me really is crazy, and he has absolutely zero remorse whatsoever!
Let’s Taste Each Other
It was a blind date, one of my close friends suggested him to me. She said he was my kind of peculiar. It wasn’t until near the end of the evening I figured out what she had meant. We had met up earlier in the day to catch a movie. He was a nice looking man very well mannered and polite. He was also very gentle which I didn’t really care for, but the way he was so careful was curious. After the movie he offered to cook us dinner back at his place. I accepted to be polite although I was finding our date very boring. He sat me down at the table and started to prepare things in kitchen. He grabbed a hefty size knife and walked over to the table. He then said “Have you ever tasted yourself Juliet?” he grinned placing the tip of the knife against his tongue. It was like a new person suddenly I couldn’t quite explain it. “I’m not sure what you mean” I replied curiously. He paused and answered “I think to be truly intimate with someone, you should share your flavor with them.” As he finished he pulled up his sleeve and sliced off a slice of his own flesh, and walked into the kitchen placing it in the frying pan. I smiled, when I finally understood that he was my kind of peculiar. I walked into the kitchen and took the knife from his hand and cut off a slice of myself. “In that case, let’s taste each other” I grinned.