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Daddy and His Friend

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Now that I’m 18, Daddy won’t let me out of the house. He wants to keep me for himself and all his best friends. Last night Daddy came home with one of his friends. I could smell the scotch on all over them! I knew what was coming. Daddy grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to his bedroom. He pushed me face down on his bed. I peeked over my shoulder and saw his friend taking off his belt. He smacked my ass over and over and over again. When he finally stopped, he spread by cheeks, spit on my tight little hole, and stuck his big cock right in my ass. I knew better than to scream. It just hurt so bad, so I struggled. My Daddy didn’t like that. He grabbed my hair and forced my face into the bed so I couldn’t move until his friend was done with me. I couldn’t breathe. I knew I just had to take it until Daddy took his turn and filled me with his cum too.

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taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have in abundance. As a druggy whore, I’ve sold myself to the devil for a fix a hundred times over. Last week, I was held captive for several days as a sex slave. Chained, collared and kept naked in the basement to a group of Meth makers. They are the worse. Mean sons of bitches. Horny 24/7 too. I was traded for drugs. One of my coke dealers wanted some meth to sell too and I had no money to pay for coke, so I was given to these redneck Meth heads for trade. The house was some old farm in a rural part of the state. I shit you not, they were missing a bunch of teeth and had the worst hygiene. They used me as their toilet as well as their punching bag. Their cocks were disgusting. Covered in scabs, dirty and smelly. Pretty sure one had crabs. For days, I only drank cum and piss. They skull fucked me, ass fucked me, burned me with cigarettes and slapped me around. They were animals. Filthy, vile animals but they kept reminding me that even they were better than a strung out whore like me.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Succulent Flesh Pie

He had a distinct desire and the normal way I get used and destroyed just wasn’t up to snuff for him as he had a different kind of hunger for cannibalism phone sex. The idea of sweet succulent pink clits and circles of nipple flesh severed from small virginal bodies was the only way he was going to quench his hunger. I accompanied him on a kidnapping phone sex spree where we took various young prey back to an abandoned asylum and used the equipment and clinical tables for our genital mutilations and nipple severing needs. An old rusty scalpel to start the incision I was forced to watch and collect the pieces of vagina as my owner sliced away. As the collection grew and the virginal prey bled out I was to sautee the vaginal meat in some oil with some white wine and oregano. Once we had about 24 vaginas and 48 nipples I prepared the crust for our meat pies. I was going to be forced to eat one of them also as he watched me devour my pussy meat pie he played ass rape porn and analy fucked me and as he was ready to cum took a big bite of virgin flesh and exploded as the succulent meat juices poured down his gullet.

 

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Torture Sex Death

torture sexTorture sex was on his mind. Not just BDSM kind of torture, either. You see, I was on death row. I was guilty of being a black widow. He yanked me from cell and dragged me to platform outside. Other female inmates were there too. He looked like an old fashioned executioner. I scanned my surroundings out of fear and curiosity. Was this a dream? Or was this how I was paying for my sins? As a pain slut, I was aroused. But when he told me my orgasm would kill me, I thought surely, I am dreaming. He jabbed a syringe full of some sort of milky substance into my thigh. My body got flushed. He stripped me, affixed some nipple clamps to my worthless tits and yanked the chain repeatedly. I let out a scream. I was trying not to take pleasure in the pain, but then he started smacking my tits. Over and over and over again, he whacked my breasts hard. My breasts respond to pain. My pussy was moist. He took an object resembling a broom handle and fucked my whore pussy with it. He was rough too. He knew I liked pain. He made me suck it clean when he was done. He dragged my worthless body to a handmade saw, strapped me down and turned that handle into a fuck machine.  I was in trouble. That poison was pulsing in my veins as the fuck machine went warp speed in my pussy. I was not dying by lethal injection or a firing squad. I was dying by my own orgasm. I was unable to stop the flood gates. The harder I got fucked, the harder I came. I let out one last shrill scream as I came, then my world went blank. As a taboo phone sex slut, I love seeing how creative you can get when killing me. Death by orgasm is one of the most creative and fun ways to die. My pussy is still wet.

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ass rape pornAss rape porn Sunday? That is how I have been spending my day since the stroke of midnight. Desperate times. All my dealers have cut me off until I pay. My pussy is no longer tight, so the one dealer I found that would trade coke for sex, has been abusing my ass like a wild animal in heat. At one point, he put a pony tail in my ass and a bit in my mouth so he could ride me around his place like Sea Biscuit. Only he was not the only one riding me, nor was that pony dildo the only thing in my ass.  I felt like an anal gangbang rape porn star. Cock after cock rammed in my ass with no lube. Cum flowing out of my ass like hot lava. When the guys were drained of cum and too fucked up to get hard again, they took to sodomizing me with baseball bats, candles, beer bottles and fists.  When they prolapsed my ass, they made fun of me, but they also put coke on my torn rectum and sucked it off like my prolapsed ass was some sort of pacifier. They are passed out now. They dumped me full of seed and speed so I can’t rest. I’m sitting on an ice pack resting up my asshole for round four. It’s going to be a long day of anal torture for this druggy whore.

Gang Rape in the School Locker Room

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I had forgotten something in my locker at school over the weekend. Luckily, the school is still open on the weekends for the boys’ football team to practice. Heading to my locker to get the text book I forgot, I had to pass by the locker room. Practice shouldn’t have started yet and probably wouldn’t for a few more hours, but there were a few guys who had arrived already to get warmed up and set up the equipment. I thought nothing of it until I walked past and one of the athletes called me over. Unsure of what he could possibly want, I came closer only to be ambushed by some of the other players. Their big arms held me in place as I was dragged into their locker room. About five big football players surrounded me, ripping off my clothes and passing me around like a rag doll. I tried to scream, but it didn’t matter. Nobody could hear me. Someone picked me up once I was fully naked and stuck their cock in my asshole. It was a ripping pain that brought tears to my eyes. His hands grabbed my neck as another one of the team members came up to start fucking my pussy. Having both of their cocks in me was a lot to handle, especially once the one fucking my ass would bring me to each of the other players, so each one could slam my tight slit with their veiny fucksticks. They had no mercy for my tiny twat or for my throat. I was let down onto the ground but the big guy came up behind me and forced me to bend over. He then pulled back my arms while drilling my sore asshole. The others took their turns holding my head in place as they fucked my throat. After being thrown back and forth between them for what felt like forever, they threw me to the ground to all blow their loads over my bruised and battered body. Then without a second thought, they left to set up their field.

Breeding GangBang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI was sold for a gangbang porn. I owed this guy some money. I fucked him, then jack rolled him because I needed a fix. He threatened to turn me in to the cops if I didn’t return his money. Well, I snorted it all up my nose. His response was that I better earn the money like a good little whore. He gave me the name of this kinky couple who likes to make sex tapes with dirty whores. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, so I agreed. They were pretty hot looking. They looked like any other upper class suburban couple. Looks can be deceiving. Kinky fucks. They got me high on crack. I’m a coke girl. Never done crack. I was so fucking out of it. That’s when it got kinky. I heard them say, come in boys, join the fun. Their sons joined us. I should not have been shocked. I fuck my boys. What was kinky was as the boys each took a hole of mine, daddy took turns fucking their asses, which pushed them deeper inside me. The wife was sucking their cum out of me and telling her boys to breed me like a whore. I was not on any protection, and they weren’t using condoms. Mommy can’t get preggers no more, so I was the sexual surrogate. When I tried to fight, claiming I was too old for little ones, they slapped me and strapped me down spread eagle. Daddy, all three sons, even the family 4 legged friend dumped their seed into my unprotected pussy. Multiple times too. My pussy was oozing so much cum my legs stuck together. They didn’t let me leave. I was their slave for a week. I got fucked multiple times a day, until they were sure I was likely knocked up. I am almost 40 and I just missed my period. Fuck my life.

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ass rape pornAss rape porn is sort of my specialty. I get fucked up and beg for folks to tear my ass up, literally. When I am sober, I never want anything up my ass, but when I am high on coke, I can’t get enough of anything in my pink stretched out asshole. I was doing lines of coke Friday night with some chicks I know. One of them is a dealer. I need to get drugs from her sometimes because she lets me exchange sex for coke. Usually, I just eat her pussy, maybe toss her salad. Not this time. She was fucked up and feeling rather sadistic. She wanted to fist my ass and my cunt. She wanted to fist me when I was sober though. She wouldn’t let me do a line first. “I want to experience fisting through your eyes, whore,” she laughed. I sat on her office desk, legs spread wide. I took a deep breath and braced myself for the pain. She rammed her fist up my ass full force. Ouch. I mean wow. No wonder I am not an anal sex whore when sober. She had an evil laugh as she fisted me until my ass was a bloody mess. Swollen and prolapsed. I would not be walking normal in the morning.  Fuck, I would not be walking normal for a week. When she pulled her bloody, shitty fist out, I thought she was done experimenting. Nope. She called in her friends for some fisting fun at my expense, but not before she made me lick her fist clean. Humiliating and gross. In the end, I got my coke and the sadistic lesbians had some fun with my ass. I may not shit right for awhile, but I am a taboo phone sex whore for a reason.

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taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is all I know. My life mirrors that of a taboo submissive whore, so I understand the kinky desires of men. My callers are not the only ones with dark desires. Many of the men I meet on the BDSM circuit have dark desires too. Henry seemed like a normal man. Well, he seemed normal for a dominant man. When I arrived at his house, we were not alone. There were several other women there, along with a bunch of men. When I asked, what was going on, I got slapped, restrained and gagged. It was clear this was a slave auction. I have heard about these things. Guys bid on whores for things like gangbang rape porn, even snuff. The highest bidder on a whore wins her the night. They go off into a room, maybe the girl comes out alive, maybe she doesn’t. I was hoping that the guy who won me wouldn’t be a sick bastard. He was rough, but he didn’t seem into snuff. I was tied up still. He had no interest in unbinding me. As he skull fucked me, I heard blood curdling screams from other rooms. I felt grateful that at worst, my ass would prolapse and I might puke on a cock. After being skull fucked until I indeed puked, I got sodomized. First by his cock, then his fist and finally a baseball bat. My ass was swollen and bloody, like a pacifier, it hung on the outside. I was battered and sore, but I know a gift when I get one. He let me live. Other girls at that auction were not so lucky. It could have easily been me screaming for my life. As I crawled out of the room, I got a foot to the back of my head. “Not so quick, whore. Did I say you were through yet,” the guy who brought me there said. I knew it was too good to be true.

Snuff Sex Blair

snuff sexSnuff sex Saturday night is how I now remember this past Saturday. I was partying with some guys I met at some hole in the wall bar. I was drunk and high of course. I have no relocation of how I got from the bar to the graveyard. One of the guys thought because it was a full moon it would be cool to fuck amongst the dead. I was getting my ass nailed bent over an old Civil War tombstone, when some guys approached us. At first, we thought the police or security guards. Apparently grave robbers still exist. Dead bodies are used to smuggle drugs across state lines. They look for the fresh grave, snatch the body then take it over to Mexico to be “buried.” I only knew this info because they tied us up and I understand Spanish. They thought they could kills us, have very fresh bodies to use as drug mules. They were going to kill us, until one of my cohorts offered up me as a dirty sex mule in exchange for their lives. They fucked my ass like I was an ass rape porn star to see if my ass was tight. Can’t have their smack falling out of my ass. I got slammed in the ass with a dead body next too me and many more under me. I was afraid they would kill me, so I said I would help them smuggle anything up my ass. They fisted me too with the arm of the corpse. I had a dead limb up my ass, but I knew if I complained I would be dead. I was drunk, not stupid. I like the thought of being a drug mule, actually; a live one though. I’m a druggy whore, so shoving smack up my ass might get me even fucking higher. They took my driver’s license and branded my ass so I belong to some grave robbing drug cartel now. I can’t wait to start smuggling coke and smack across state lines; but something tells me my world is about to change.