Ass rape porn star is what they called me as they were sodomizing my ass on the pool table of the bar. I stopped in for a drink after a night out with my girlfriends. It is my local dive bar. They know me there, but the crowd was different last night. It was mostly younger guys, not the old drunks who flirt with me and buy me drinks. These guys weren’t interested in flirting with me. They acted like I owed them attention or something. When I started to leave because there were no men in the bar, just boys, one of the dudes grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my arm. Another guy hit me in the back of the head with a beer bottle. Blood started trickling down my face. They joked about retarding me. I was stumbling to get out of the place, but they grabbed me and tossed me on to the pool table. They ripped the clothes from my body and fucked me with beer bottles. Sodomizing me with beer bottles was their forelay. No one would help me. I felt like Jodi Foster in The Accused. I went from ass rape to gangbang rape porn star when they started fucking me several at a time. I wasn’t drunk enough for this shit. What I wanted didn’t matter. They came in me and on me as they joked about the blonde bimbo up for grabs. I had to crawl home from the bar battered, bloodied and naked.
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Ass Rape Porn in a Dive Bar
Ass Rape Porn by the Pool
I swear I can never go for a swim without getting a cock shoved into my tight little asshole. My neighbor can see into my backyard, and last time I was swimming he watched my foster brother violate me. When I thought he was going to come over and rescue me, he really just came over to join in. Well today I was out for a swim when he came over. He said he wanted to apologize, and that he could not resist me any longer. He asked if I could ever forgive him. He is so hot, how could I say no? He asked if I could trust him. At first I was hesitant, but then I told him I believed I could. He grabbed my hand and we walked onto my patio. Then out of nowhere, he ripped my bikini top off and growled that trusting him was my first mistake. I screamed for help, but it was no use. No one was home, and if they were they only would have joined him. He overpowered me, and bent me over the railing of the deck. He stroked my hair, continuously moving his hand lower. He gave my ass a little squeeze before sticking his long fingers into my pussy. He whispered in my ear that he knew I liked it because I was so wet for him. I cried as he pulled my bottoms off, and gripped my hips so tight his knuckles turned white. He start by putting his hard cock into my wet pussy, and he pounded into me while I screamed and cried for help. When he started to feel like he was going to cum, he moved his cock up and into my ass. He drilled into my ass while I cried in pain. We climaxed at the same time. I guess he was right, I did like it.
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Taboo phone sex sluts like me get into some bad situations. Over the weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. They have great drugs and like to party. Things got nasty quickly. I have partied with these dudes before with no problem, but there was a new guy in the frat. He was the ring leader of this bunch and he said redheads are the devil. That made them all look at me differently. They swarmed me and chanted “die bitch” over and over. I wasn’t sure if they were serious or joking. It felt real. When they started choking me and forcing their dicks in my ass like I was a dirty ass rape porn star, I knew they didn’t care about me at all. I was going to be beaten, choked and fucked to death. The got their kicks fisting my ass. They had on big college rings and laughed at my gaping bloody ass. I cried, which made them laugh even more. Hours went by and they were stilling fucking me and passing me around like candy. I was close to passed but they didn’t care. They still chanted things like “die bitch,” “die whore.” I am scrappy, but this was too much. They were enjoying torturing me, treating me like garbage. I wanted to die, but they wanted to make the pain last and they did.
My New Love Is A Psychopath- Dining With The Dead
I was released by him after the first night, I woke in my bed with a long slice along my side that I could not recall. He may have drugged me again but I don’t recall. Next to me was letter written in blood, was it my own? He wrote of my beauty and that he would call on me again for another “date” when he fancy’s the darkness again. He words were so beautifully written. He has a elegance to his evil ways that made me excited to see what comes next. It had been about a week when a figure followed me home one night, I went inside leaving my door unlocked. I carried about my nightly routine as I prepared for bed the figure came out of the shadows and my world went black. When I came to the smell of food filled my nose but something felt off. I was in a chair at the end of a dining table completely naked. I looked up and there he was at the other end. He was dressed, I looked around at the other people at the table they were dressed as well. But they were groggy as if waking from being drugged like myself, their bodies were tied to the chairs but mine was free. There was no food in front of me, I knew my place was to be seen. “Eat!” he ordered the guests. Scared most of them with their shaky hands picked up spoons and began to sip away. I waited to see what he was up to, in a few minutes time their eyes began to pop outward gripping their throats. Slowly they began to turn blue it was quiet as we listened to them slowly choking to death. “Wait” he told me. He got up and started to strip of the clothing of his newest victims and dragged them away. He came back after the last one and took my hand and lead me to a bedroom. He had arranged the bodies on or around the bed in various position, he was aroused. He laid me on the bed and removed his own clothing and he climbed on top of me. As he entered me he lean his head down to lick the pussy of the corpse laying next to me. He fucked me hard as he played with his toys I felt him ready to blow, he took his cock as before and showered his victims with his cum. I hope one day I too will receive this honor myself.
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I am so ready to play. My body is shaking. I have been rubbing my little cunt back and forth on my couch stand knob. I like to make it hurt. Pain to me feels so amazing to me. I record my self and watch it. I give all my videos to all my friends. They are as kinky as I am. JT came over last night with some new toys he wanted to experience with. So I sat on my couch knob and fucked my self while he fucked his ass hole with his new dildo. The faster I got the faster he went. I wanted to slam fuck his ass hole so after we both came. I made him ride the couch knob. I knew it would make his balls tingle and his ass hole bleed. I promised him a great clean up with my tongue. All the blood and fluids that my throat and taste buds get to encounter is the start of a great, erotic night.
Murdered Maiden of Strangulation Phone Sex
A home invasion turns into a strangulation phone sex catastrophe when they come across this victim. I love to be a victim, and the more torturous the better in my desires and fetish of being beat to death into my final orgasm. I am a seriously twisted cunt and being awoken by this guy ontop of me with two others in the room with their dicks out really had my heart racing and my cunt wet. I scream, beg and cry… it’s what’s expected of me and well… that even gets me super wet. I can’t help how deranged I am and how fucking much I crave pain and punishment in order to really orgasm. I blame it on the countless boyfriends of my mothers that would come into my room nightly to get their fill of young bald pussy.
Bound and Stuffed
There’s nothing quite like being bound and stuffed as though I am a fuckin Thanksgiving turkey while having super nasty knife play phone sex. A filthy and worthless snuff cunt like mine is only good for one thing and one thing only and that is to give as much pleasure as possible to anyone who wants me. There’s no reason for me to even be existing other than to provide a tight pussy for endless horny cocks. He takes that knife and glides it down my stomach as he pierces the tip of the blade into my skin. Once he reaches my cunt he starts to slice away at the meat so that there is an even more gaping hole which was now a full on open wound. Take that big jar of strawberry jam and start to smear it inside of me for some extra added sweetness. I need all of those vegetables to be shoved deep up into my fuck hole so that i’m filled up and overflowing with tons of goodies. I’m bound so tightly, I can barely even breathe let alone move around. I have no choice but to lay there and take the stuffing so that he can eat me up and devour me whole once he’s done! I taste soooo delicious, I love a good cannibal who appreciates how yummy I am.
Violent sex
I am sitting on my favorite weapons, bondage equipment and more. My brain is wired differently. I love torture play. Last night I had this guy who kept asking to come over to my house. I let him know I really wasn’t his type. He looked frail and sad. I thought at least this wouldn’t be a challenge. But, he sure as hell couldn’t please me. I am not into fucking I am into roleplays, and sick shit. I let him come back to my house. I told him I wasn’t his type of girl. When we arrived I showed him all my tools, he was caught off guard of course. He let me know that he would be into kinky shit but not all the weapons and bondage. My boyfriend was hiding in the din. W cuffed him and the tagged teamed his ass. He begged and yelled for us to stop. We had so much excitement ripping his holes and sucking his bleeding bolding ass. We left him there for a little while he could barely move. He eventually was released by my boyfriend. Fun time with boys is so much fun.
My New Love Is A Psychopath- Musical Chairs
There was something delightfully wicked in the air when I walked through the bar the other night. I took my seat in the far corner as I usually do, looking like a tasty treat for someone to take advantage of. It was only a little while when a man walked up to me, he was good looking with a charm but I could sense he had a much darker side. Especially when he handed me a drink before the drugs in it had even dissolved. I happily drank it and next thing I know I’m waking up in a dark room with 6 other strangers. They varied in age, gender, and looks in front of use were 7 chairs. We heard a voice it was his voice. He instructed us that when the music stops we should each be in a chair, but only one of the chairs were safe. 6 would die and one would live. Panic ensued with the other as the frequently examined each chair while the music played. I merely swayed to the music and walked to the chair in front of me. The music stopped and everyone scrambled to a chair. The lights went off, I’m not sure how long it took but I heard shuffling, slicing, screaming. I felt warm splats of blood land on my body, then the lights came on the man was standing before me covered in red, bodies is all that became of my temporary companions. He asked why I so calmly choose a chair, why I did not panic like the others. I fell to my knees and started to undo his pants. I explained that I felt death was my soulmate and he was always welcomed around me. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off with a passion I’ve never had before. He stopped me before he came so he could have me jack him off all over the corpses he had made.
Abused and Used
My old man dropped me off with a strange man for an envelope full of cash. He told the strange man not to mark my face, got in his car and left. The strange man’s name was Tim and he was cruel. He punched me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and dropping me to my knees. He pulled me up by my hair, bent me over a table, and pulled my panties down. I wasn’t ready but he shoved three fingers into my dry cunt anyway. He gripped my hair in his fist and pulled me away from the table. He forced me back down to the floor and shoved his dick in my mouth. He only wanted me to lubricate his dick with saliva because he bent me over again and shoved his dick into my tight cunt again. He was mean and aggressive. He even bit my flesh a few times. He punched, pinched and scratched me. I was a plastic doll for him to abuse because my boyfriend likes to smoke crack.