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Bondage phone sex? Are you into that? I am one of those girls who loves to be tied up and abused. I am a submissive whore. Tie me up and fuck the shit out of me. I got more than I bargained for the other night, as usual. I was checking out a new club. BDSM club that matches servants with masters. I was at the club’s mercy to be paired with a master who would not do any real damage. I didn’t fair so well. Master Toby was one of those guys who hates women. He was not so much a Master as just a cruel man who hated all women. He took out his anger on my body.  I was his punching bag for a good hour before he even pulled out his cock. He smacked my tits. He pierced my clit with some sort of pin. I was in pain. Lots of it. I was screaming to get out of the room. I didn’t sign up for torture sex, but it was what I was getting. I didn’t get but one scream out, when Master Toby took off his belt. I felt leather around my neck. He tightened it so tight that I couldn’t breathe. That is when his dick went up my ass. The harder he fucked my ass, the tighter the belt became on my throat.  Some help came. I knew the club had to have some rules. All the BDSM clubs do. Instead of helping me, however, the guys joined in. They saw free pussy and ass.  Two cocks forced their way into my cunt and ass. One guy rammed his dick down my throat. He was holding on to the belt with both hands as his big dick choked me.  I passed out. Woke up in the room covered in cum and bruises. Another day in the life of a worthless whore.

Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 1

Mutilation phone sexI love being beaten, tortured, mutilated, drugged, raped, and hopefully put to death someday. But the other night when I was making myself vulnerable by walking around in a bad neighborhood. Wearing a short skirt, with no panties. A low cut shirt, with no bra. And three inch black heels. I walked into a bar and ordered myself a drink. I went over to booth and sat down. I started to sip my drink Vodka tonic. I saw that there was this guy staring at me. I did recognize him from the neighborhood walking around as I do. I picked up on the vibe he has very nasty thoughts. They we were making eye contact I could read his every kinky dirty little thought. He walked over to me and sat down. He said that he recognized me as one of the druggy whores you give it away for free. I giggled at his words. Taking my foot and rubbing up against his leg. And biting on my lip. He leaned in and uttered the words if you come with me I will give you what you want and more you piece of shit garbage. These words going straight to my soaking cunt. I will follow I whispered in a lustful voice. I had no idea what he meant but I did not care. I was not sure what was ahead for the evening but I could tell it would be painful and satisfying all at once. I followed him to his apartment. When we got inside there was a young girl all ready, with her wrists cuffed. She was doped up on something the needle was still hanging out of her arm. He threw me to the ground and said in a very harsh voice. “You are gonna help me to fuck, torture and mutilate her. Then help me to snuff her ass right out. Then I am gonna turn on you and do all the same to you. So what you want done to you, you better do to her cunt hag.” This blog is getting kinda long so I think I will break it up into different parts. Look for part two. Cannot wait to share with you.

Ass Rape Porn Fantasies

ass rape pornWhen I was younger, I watched ass rape porn all the time. I told myself, I can do that. My daddy loved abusing my ass when I was a young girl. He enjoyed sharing my ass with his friends too. It was nothing for him to have a poker night with the boys that ended in an anal gang bang for me. When I ran away, I told myself I could make it as a fetish porn star. I was right. Almost 20 years later, my ass is still taking a pounding. A good pounding too. I told this guy I met at a fetish bar that I loved anal sex. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a fog in the bathroom with a group of men fucking my asshole. I was covered in cum and saliva.  I had no idea how I got there; I assumed I was drugged. They were flushing my face in the toilet, pissing down my throat and fucking my ass two to three cocks at a time. I was being choked with my own blonde locks. No one was using condoms. There were so many guys. I knew none of them. They were smacking the shit out of my tits, face and ass. I was going to be black, blue and gaped in the morning. I would be lucky if I could walk or sit in the morning. Silly boys had no clue who they were force fucking. I am no choir girl. I would have gladly gone into the bathroom with them without being doped. I want to be a gangbang rape porn star. I am still waiting for the guys who can ruin me, maybe even snuff me for good. Could that be you and your friends? I double dog dare you.

Gangbang Rape Porn in Exchange for Drugs

gangbang rape pornIf you enjoy gangbang rape porn, I have a story for you. I was at this guy’s house last weekend to score some party favors. Not my usual dealer, but I heard from a friend he would fuck a woman in exchange for dope. I was cash poor, but pussy rich. Not like I have not fucked for drugs before. It’s just sex? Means nothing. My dope, however, means everything. It is how I function. I get there and he is not alone. There are like 50 Mexican dudes there. I don’t know if it was a house party or just his posse. They all looked me up and down like I was fresh meat. I could understand a few words like punta and gringa. They wanted to fuck me. I was in way over my head. I was planning on fucking one sleazy guy for some coke, not an army of men. I had no say in the matter. They grabbed me, ripped my clothes off and slammed me down on the floor. Big brown hairy cocks chocked me until I puked. They didn’t care. They just saw my fuck holes open for business. Strong hands pinned me face down in my own vomit while I got sodomized, fucked and fisted. Other men were circle jerking around me, dousing me in cum. I was violated like a street corner hooker. I could feel my cunt and ass bleeding. I could feel the life being choked out of me slowly and cruelly. I was in pain. I couldn’t speak from all the cocks rammed down my throat. They were laughing as I gagged and gasped for air. Finally, they stopped. No idea why. I guess I had drained them all. I was a ball of sweat, blood, cum and puke.  When I tried to slither to the door, a foot stomped me on my back. “We aren’t done with you yet gringa,” one of them laughed.

Snuff Sex Whore For the Killer in You

I know there is a killer lurking inside of you and this snuff sex whore is the perfect useless cunt to really bring it to the forefront of your mind and desires. You catch a glimpse of me flirting like fucking crazy with various men to get what I want. You watch me all night being manhandled by one man after the other as you catch little packets of drugs being passed to me and multiple drinks being bought for me. Then finally you see me stepping away from my flirtations and as I sneak away into the ladies room.

As you figured, the dumb cunt failed to lock the door behind her and you push inside locking it behind you. There I was as expected, snorting fucking lines as I sit taking a piss. Too wasted and dumb to make out what was going on you grab me by my hair yanking me off the can and spilling my blow. More concerned about my blow I started stumbling over my words but you just kick me in the gut after punching me square in my face. Bleeding nose and keeled over you yank me by my hair again to face you as you stuff your cock in my mouth. Forcibly face fucking my you call me a dirty cunt and berate me about not properly wiping my whore cunt after pissing. Asking me why any guy would want to stick their cock in that filthy cunt as you take my drink that was on the counter and pour it over my cunt. You need to be cleansed you say. The vodka stung my cunt and you just laugh and pull out from my face. You knee me in the face causing blood to spurt from my nose and as I attempt to scream you shove my piss soaked panties in my mouth.

You start to give me a taboo phone sex fuck I’ll never forget, well that is if I live through it. Taking my pussy with one harsh thrust landing a big fat cock deep in my cunt and ripping me to bleeding. You laugh as you keep thrusting in me as I am on my knees you grab me around my neck with both hands until my body becomes limp. Filling me up with your seed once you know I am dead was never so pleasurable.

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Bloody Cunt Fucking

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You can’t help but dig the knife right into my cunt and cutting me open. The rush you feel from stabbing away at my privates with a sharp point is a thrill you just cannot get by without finally having done. The darkest snuff fantasy for you is leaving my body behind where they can find me- where everyone can see your beautiful work. You’re an actual sexy sadist who can’t keep living those dark fantasies out in his head but thankfully you have me now to work out all your taboo desires. You cut my pussy lips off, leaning down to kiss and lick up my blood which is flowing from the cuts of my vagina. You reach down and begin using it as lube for your cock- you are going to fuck my bloody cunt until it practically falls of or I pass out, aren’t you?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Women Have Them Too

rape phone sex fantasiesWhat are your rape phone sex fantasies? Men are not the only ones that harbor such dark desires. In fact, women love to be force fucked. I want a man to take what is his. I want a man to treat me like a whore. I am a whore. I fuck young boys. I do drugs. I let men degrade and use me. Telling them to force fuck me is mild. I was in a bold mood last night. I told the guys dealing me drugs they weren’t man enough to assault a fly. That didn’t go over well. One guy punched me in the mouth while his friend ripped my panties off and shoved them down my throat. I underestimated those punks. They were high school or college boys. Petty dope dealers on the corner. I was in a different town without my usual connections. They didn’t want to fuck a used up old MILF in exchange for some blow. I thought all young boys liked older women. “We like clean MILFs, not skanks,” one laughed at the suggestion that my diseased old twat was worth even a bump. That’s when I got mouthy. They beat me black and blue before they made me their gangbang rape porn star. I blacked out a few times from blows to the head. I woke up this morning in an alley when a homeless man was pissing on me. I was banged up good. I guess I should learn not to taunt the masculinity of men, but I am a glutton for punishment.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies: every man has them. Many men would never admit that, however. You can trust me with your dirty secret. I mean, who would I tell anyway? I am a submissive whore and a pain slut. I love force fuck scenarios. There are so many kinds too. I won’t lie to you. I have found myself in a situation or two where men have taken advantage of me, even hurt me and left me for dead. I have never called the cops, however. I was too afraid that during the trauma exam, a doctor would discover my wet pussy and know I loved every minute of what happened to me. A few years ago, I was at a masquerade party. A group of guests made me the star of their private gangbang rape porn. They forced their cocks and their fists into my fuck holes. They choked me, even slapped me around. This abuse went on for hours. They eventually grew tired of my whore ass and dumped my body in a dumpster behind a bar. One of the bar workers found me unconscious and naked when he dumped the evening trash. He called 911. I acted like I didn’t know what had happened to me.  I lied about taking some pills before partying. My pussy was soaking wet and not just from the cum loads deposited deep inside me. The fact was, I enjoyed being gangbanged by strangers. It is what I hope for every time I leave the house.

Ass Rape Porn Sunday

ass rape pornAss Rape Porn Sunday? Apparently, it is for me. I came over to score some coke last night. I walked into a stranger’s house asking to score. I broke the rules for drug buying, but I was desperate and I knew he was a dealer. I just didn’t know he was in the process of killing someone when I barged in. I saw the blood splatter on the wall. A bloody bat on the kitchen floor was the obvious weapon. I saw no body. I acted like I had the wrong house, but one of his goons grabbed me and slammed me into the wall. I woke up chained to the bed. I called out for help, but the goon that slammed against the wall last night was the only one that answered my cries. His dick was out. He was not going to help me. He was there to torture my fuck holes. He started by force fucking my asshole. He had a very thick dick. I felt my asshole gaping. He pissed up inside me and laughed. After he came, he snorted some coke but refused to share. He wanted me alert when he rammed the bloody bat up my asshole. I never knew who they killed, but likely his brain matter was now up my ass. He was relentless in his thrusts. I could feel the blood pouring out my severed sphincter. I was laying there in a pool of blood, on the floor, when I realized not all the blood was mine. I was looking at a dead guy under the bed missing the back of his head. I begged to be put down. I couldn’t take the torture sex anymore. They weren’t going to let me escape. I knew and saw too much. He refused to kill me. I was their torture doll. I will be around as long as my body can handle it.

The Thugs’ Pet

Gangbang rape pornIt’s been 3 weeks and I’m still at the gangsters’ trap house. Every time my man shows up I think he’s taking me back to our house but he’s only there to get more crack. He sees the bruises all over my body but he doesn’t care. I plead and cry for him to rescue me, but someone slaps me to shut me up. Thug after thug fucks me in every hole until blood runs down my thighs. The big joke that keeps them rolling on the floor with laughter is keeping a leash around my neck and forcing me to crawl around on my hands and knees. They feed me dog food in a dog bowl and whip me with a leather belt if I try to use my hands to feed myself. I feel so humiliated, like shit on the bottom of a shoe. I cry out to God to rescue me, but I guess he’s ignoring me.