The task was quite simple I had to bring a virgin to my master so he could have endless snuff sex with the new slave pet. I found the perfect victim. Naomi was sweet as pie and a goody two shoes. I knew I had to ruin her life and bring her to the dungeon with my master. I invited her over for a project we got assigned to and it spiraled from there. My master was pleased and wanted me to help torture her holes. I felt terrible, but I knew If I didn’t assist I would be dead meat. I helped drug her and take her to the cell. I knew she would never see the light after this. My master had his way with her popped her cherry and fucked her for hours on end. He loved deflowering her virgin young pussy. It was hellish to see but I had to keep my mouth shut or I would be ruined too. When Naomi awoke, she was utterly incoherent. I was surprised the dosage was so loud it knocked out all recollection. My master let her go and was sly she didn’t even remember being tied up and also fucked though she awoke midway with blood-curdling screams. He liked that she was blind to the fact that she was being used. I know this isn’t the last time I will be bringing Naomi over. Master liked her way too much.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Deflowering a virgin
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.
From Ass Rape Porn to Dinner
Ass rape porn is like a daily thing for me. No one fucks me gently. I don’t know what sweet love making means. No one gives me sweet anything. Men treat me like a whore. Women treat me like I am a worthless bimbo. When I was invited to a swank dinner party, I was so happy. I thought perhaps things were changing for me. It started off nice. All the other guests were giving me attention I was not accustomed to receiving. I started feeling woozy. Next thing I knew I woke up tied up and strapped to the dining room table. The guest who had been chatting me up earlier were know standing around me in a circle with evil grins on their faces. Looking hungry. They were talking about my thick thighs and scrumptious ass. One lady started rubbing melted butter all over my skin, while a man rammed a stick up my ass. When the apple went in my mouth, I realized I was the main course of the dinner party. They were fighting over who got to eat what part of me. I tried screaming but I was weak from the drugs and I was gagged with an apple. They carried me out to an open fire and started roasting me like a pig at a luau. Fire made my skin crackle. I was being burned alive like a witch and it was painful. I was afraid; it showed in my eyes, but they just sprinkled me with seasoning and continued to cook me alive over an open frame. I was worthless in life, perhaps I would be worth something in death. I could at least provide some folks with a satisfying meal. Do you have cannibalism phone sex fantasies? I sure do. I want to be your satisfying meal.
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.
Alternative Sex With A Sadistic Bitch
It’s so fucking funny how pathetic most guys really are. I am alternative and a cunt, I will never care about anyone’s feelings. I am willing to bet most guys haven’t had sex with a gothic chick just those lame ass basic bitches guys fuck. How funny and then they complain, someone like me brings guys into almost like a dante’s inferno with a little bit of pleasure. I love pouring candle wax and hot grease down your nipples while you stare at my bright black lipstick. It makes my pussy so wet knowing your skin is peeling off and I am smothering you with my fat pussy. If you bite I will do something you won’t like very much, most guys don’t know what they got into with me. I love jumping up and down and pussy slamming on a face until I come super hard. Why don’t you see what mood I am into, are you going to be able to cum or am I going to let you suffer….
I Need Domination Phone Sex
I need domination phone sex. I can be such a bad bitch sometimes. Many men think they have broken me, but I easily unbreak myself. I do and say anything when I am high. If I need a fix, I will let an army of men fist my whore holes. I will call anyone master. I will be anyone’s slave, all just for a line of white powder. Once I am sober, however, I am like screw that, no asshole is putting a collar on me and parading me around like a puppy dog. Granted, I am high most of the time. I am a nasty freak with dark fetishes that come out full force when doing coke. It is not that I don’t want to be a submissive sex slave, it is just that I need to be high 24/7 for that to happen. I have a huge monkey on my back called cocaine, but I need drugs, any drugs, to be a willing slave. Now, some men take that as a challenge to break me when I am sober. So far, no man has ever wanted me when I was straight. I am no fun unless I am altered. Guys I party with think I am a pathetic submissive slut because they only ever see me high. No one wants the sober me, but that is the challenge. It is nothing to break a coke head. We will say and do anything for a fix. The real challenge is breaking a sober bitch. I think if someone can do that, then I will stay broken. Think you have what it takes to make me a submissive slave without drugs? I am a ginger girl. You know what that means, right? I am hellfire on wheels. I dare you to break me sober.
Please Kill Me
My life is worth much I’m just a pathetic whore who’s only feels things when it’s pain. My existence isn’t worth much, I’ll never be important enough to keep around. Want to give me some worth? Why don’t you let me be your victim, give into your dark desire. How powerful you must feel having me completely at your mercy. You could end it all for me, you could do it quickly or you could make me suffer. It’s up to you. I’ll surrender to my master completely no matter how messy or painful it may get. All you have to do is take my life, it’s yours I don’t need it. I’m only useful to you as a toy, even then I’m easy to throw away. Will you be the one to end my pathetic existence? Please master release me from my own torment.
Intruder
I was asleep when I felt really cold all of a sudden. I peaked my eyes up just a little bit and saw my window was wide open allowing the wind from outside to chill me. I felt the bed go down a little as if someone was sitting next to me. I slowly turned over, and was quickly met with a hand roughly covering my mouth and another one around my throat. I felt pressure closing down against my throat making it hard to breath. My head was getting dizzy and I felt floaty without any air. The room was now fading more around me and I can’t recall hearing any sounds. It was like a quietness was surrounding us. I stared at my attacker, can he tell that my body is enjoying this? Can he look back at me and tell that I’m smiling?