I didn’t want to make a gangbang rape porn but I need money to get high. I walked into this dirty bookstore in hopes I could get something going. This is a trucker stop and its known as a lot lizard skank hangout. Girls needing a fix show up and can be rented out for movies or sex for quick money. It’s prostitution, but the loop hole is they say its porn. The owner takes money for two people or more to fuck, he films it and that makes it legal. Guys get pussy and a home-made porn as a memento. I was the oldest chick there. All the other girls were hot teen sluts in need of a fix, but I was a dirty old whore and I knew my odds were slim in getting selected. That was when I told the guys they could do anything they wanted to me, even make a hardcore ass rape porn. I ended up taking on 5 guys to get the money I needed to get high for a few days. I should have not handed myself over with no restrictions because these men when crazy on my ass. They fucked it raw for shits and giggles. They laughed when my asshole bled and even prolapsed. This was being filmed too. One of the truckers said since I was such a used up skank, he was going to have his co-pilot fuck my old ass too. His co-polit had 4 legs. He hooked his nasty, slimy red rocket up my ass while the others came on my face. I was covered in cum both man made and not man made. It was dripping out my ass and was tinged with shit and blood, which I had to lick off their dicks. I got my money, so I went and got high and tried to forget it all.
Category: Medical fetish phone sex
Ass Rape Porn in a Car
I endured hours of ass rape porn torture from Jim. I needed money to pay the rent, so I decided to use my body to pay the bills. Daddy told me when I was young that all I was good for was sucking and fucking. College was never in my future. I have been a whore ever since I was a school girl. When I need money, I hustle my ass on the street corner with the other whores. I stand out. I am buxom, tall, blonde and clean. Guys pay good money for an hour of heaven with a no taboo whore like me. Jim didn’t want to fuck my used-up cunt, however. He paid for my ass. It wasn’t a typical pull my hair, fuck my ass kind of fuck. He sodomized my ass with various things he had in his car. He started by taking my temperature the old-fashioned way. I needed his cash, so whatever crazy shit he wanted to do was fine by me. I spoke too soon. He started finding larger items from his toolbox like a hammer and a wrench. He made me call him daddy. It reminded me of when I was a little girl living at home with daddy. I was his anal whore first. He trained me to take whatever anyone wants to put up my ass. Then something happened, that made me fight back the tears. He shoved me down on his gear shift. No lube and very forcefully, I was pushed on to the gear shift. Big round leather bulb up my ass. I was sitting on his gear shift. It was all the way up my ass. It was bigger than even a big black cock. He told me to spread my whore legs. He then fucked my bald cunt while his gear shift acted like a monster dildo in my ass. I left blood and shit on his gear shift for which he made me lick it up. It was a painful and humiliating hour, but I can pay the rent now.
Snuff Sex Only
Snuff sex is the best sex. That has long been my motto. Very few men fuck me and survive. I am a praying mantis. I don’t bite the head of my lover off after sex, but I often stab him through his heart or worse. Guys make the same mistake repeatedly with me even though I am clear that I want zero intimacy before or after a fuck. It isn’t necessary to me. I knew Rob was the post fucking bliss kind of guy. He was a sap, but a sap with a freak of nature cock. I just wanted his dick for 30 minutes of pleasure. Rob had a simple task. Just lay there like a dead fish and fuck. Say nothing. Don’t try to get romantic. Just fuck. He did okay for about 15 minutes, then he got handsy and opened his mouth. Sap ass shit spewed from his mouth like a volcano erupting. I reached into my night stand to grab my knife. I sliced his cock off while it was in my pussy. I just wanted his cock, nothing more, so I took it. I made myself cum with his severed penis as he laid there on my bed bleeding out and going into shock. That shut him the fuck up. I don’t know why I try to train men. Men are incapable of being trained to my liking. They can’t shut their mouths up long enough to just fuck me. I dumped old Rob in the woods to be devoured by the coyotes, but not before I made a dildo out of his severed dick. A little quick taxidermy after I came, produced a nice dildo without the annoying man attached. I do like the feel of cum inside me, but it is not worth the hassle of a dealing with a fucktard who can’t shut his mouth.
Torture Sex of My Girl Parts
Torture sex is what he made me endure for hours. Sexual mutilation with a sadist was not what I signed up for. I met him online and we clicked. I never told him I was a submissive whore. I didn’t want him to think less of me. I try to have normal adult relationships even though I know I don’t deserve them. He was a poser. He was friends with Master and they set me up. I had to be punished for being a cheating slut and thinking I was worthy of a man’s affection. He drugged my drink and when I woke up, I was hanging from a beam naked with my clit tied up and puffy. My master was there assisting with an evil grin on his face. I knew that look and I was in trouble. Maybe enough snuff porn trouble. He threatens to kill me all the time. Somedays, I wish he would. It was hard to hold back the tears as I knew what was coming. I saw the torture instruments. He had on a table in front of me a blow torch, various knives, a taser and clamps. The thought of a blow torch to my clit made me piss myself. “See something you like Cassandra,” Master seethed as he touched the blow torch like he was reading my mind. He knows my fears. He lit it and laughed. His accomplice thought he was just taunting me. When Master actually melted my clit away, his partner puked and passed out from the grotesque image of my mutilated girl parts. The smell of burning flesh lingers in your nostrils for days. I was in shock from the pain. I puked, but didn’t pass out, which might have saved me. In Master’s eyes, I was tougher than his failed assistant. He turned the blow torch on his balls and dick and I was just grateful the focus was no longer on me.
Sex with Dead Bodies and Dead Dicks
Sex with dead bodies is a hobby of mine. I don’t like people. I like to fuck, but sometimes fucking becomes complicated because men can be sap asses and dick wads. I was having awesome sex with this dude I picked up Friday night. He had a huge cock and he appeared to know how to use it. I was thinking he would leave after we fucked but he wanted to cuddle. I am a far cry from a cuddle bunny. I don’t wanna spoon or cuddle. I stabbed him. I wanted to fuck again, but no way was I going to go repeat the cuddle fiasco plus he was bleeding out. I hacked off his dick and slit his throat. He bled out on my pillows as I waited for rigor mortis to kick in and I used his dead severed dick as a dildo. A severed dick is a better choice to get me off. Doesn’t talk to me and sure as fuck doesn’t try to cuddle. He laid there bleeding out and slowly dying watching me get more pleasure from his cock once it was detached from his body than I did when it was dangling between his legs. I squirted from his severed cock. Hot damn, I can’t believe I didn’t think of that sooner. Consider yourself warned. Try to cuddle or spoon with a taboo phone sex slut and your dick gets severed from your body and used as a dildo.
Domination Phone Sex: I Do Anything to Please
It was a domination phone sex call. I get a lot of those as a submissive slave. Some phone masters remind me of real life experiences. Master Ted reminded me of this one time when I was fucking out of desperation for coke. Why? Well, Master Ted was having me fuck myself with various things I could find in the house. A rolling pin, a wine bottle, a curling iron, a hairbrush, even my own fist. Once time this dealer told me he would give me coke if I entertained him. I tried to suck his dick, but he slapped me away, much like my phone master. Some men love using my skanky holes, others won’t get near me with a ten-foot pole. They don’t want anything to do with my skanky holes. I was desperate for coke that night like I often am. I started dancing for him and he laughed. He shamed me for thinking I was sexy like a stripper. I had two strikes, so I had to think quickly. I saw a baseball bat and I grabbed it. I started pushing it up my cunt and he didn’t roll his eyes, so I knew I was going in the right direction this time. He shifted his legs, which usually means hard dick in pants. I fucked my cunt so hard, I was raw. Like hurts raw. What got me the blow was putting that bat up my ass like an ass rape porn star. I ruined my asshole, but I got my coke. Master Ted was getting off listening to me fuck my pussy and ass with things way too big to be fucking my holes with. If you call me for some subby fun, remember I will put anything up my holes to please you.
Blowjob bootcamp
One of my favorite experiences is being the accomplice to one of my bosses. We worked in a high tense field, and this particular company was the cream of the crop in the market. There was plenty of girls lining up to apply. One of my tasks was hiring. I had to hire a sweet whore who was willing to learn. I had to find out which whore would assist in a lot more than clerical duties. I would run a blowjob boot camp and whoever passed with flying colors could join the team. I had to get cute girls willing to do anything for this paid internship. I, of course, had to demonstrate and had to be rough on them and make them gag like good sluts. Eventually, I would turn some ass rape porn, and some rape fantasy flicks too. It was fun being in control and making my boss happy.
Can’t fool me
Summer parties have just begun, and I’m a party girl so you know I am down to go to them. This past weekend I had a guy try to roofie me and fuck me. A silly amateur move I was aware and did the switcharoo. He knocked out cold, and I was able to wait until the party was over to get my revenge on the dude. The party was at one of my close friend’s house. I got a couple of guys to move him over to a wooded area but before we did that we went in on him. We fucked his ass with a steel pipe and made his ass prolapse. I liked the torture sex he was being subjected too like a dumb twat. I knew my revenge was sweet when his body grew cold just like I love it.
I Love Watching People Suffer
I have always had a fascination with the medical industry and how far you can push a human body. I love torturing and using some of my own medical tools I have acquired over the years. I love pushing a limit on someone even if they say no, that word is not in my vocabulary. I have a couple stupid bitches that let me experiment and of course no guy because they are all lame and only think with their pin pricks will fuck anything if it gets that thing wet. I had a girl over and my lackey he helped put the speculum inside her loose vagina and stretch it as wide as we could. We got it open about the size bigger than a forearm. I had to choke her with multiple dicks and she was seizing up and all I was doing was fucking my fat pussy in her misery, these guys were like mindless zombies fucking her vagina grand canyon and pouring as much cum into as possible.
Torture Sex Fantasy: Death by Orgasm
He had a torture sex fantasy. I was the perfect star. He bought me at a black market auction for bimbos. He bought me for a steal too because I had outlived my usefulness to any man. My new master immediately put chains on me. Leg irons and handcuffs too. He thought I was moving too slow. “Let’s go Bitch,” he yelled as he slapped me across the tits. I picked up the pace. I inquired where he was taking me. He informed me he was some sort of scientist. A mad scientist who was using me as his Guinea pig for a new assassination technique. He planned to inject me with some microscopic robots that would invade my heart and when I orgasmed would kill me by stopping my heart. His plan was death by orgasm. He stripped me naked, put a leather collar around my neck that kept my head from moving. I was lead downstairs into the dark death chamber basement. I was scared and aroused. A spreader bar kept me from closing my legs as he examined my wet pussy and mocked me for being aroused at my ultimate demise. He injected his mad experiment into my right thigh. I felt weird suddenly. My body was taut, restrained and spread eagle. He used a variety of instruments, including his fingers to masturbate me. As hard as I tried to think of other things, unpleasant things, I found myself aroused. My wet pussy betrayed me. He was determined to make a snuff porn with his purchased whore. I fought the pleasure, but it was impossible. I am a pain slut. Deep down, I knew I deserved to die. I had just hoped, I would not go out like this. I came. I came heard. I felt my body stiffening and soon after chest pain. In the end what gave me the most pleasure in life, killed me. What is your snuff fantasy?