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Undeserving Whore Gets Decapitated

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Walking through the mountain path, I stayed on my guard for mountain lions, which had been attacking people lately. I would have gone another way home, but this was quickest and I was in a hurry. A low rumble stirred from the bushes ahead as I stumbled upon exactly what I feared- a mountain lion! I let out a scream and tried to keep a big boulder between me and the beast, in hopes it would get bored and leave. Although, this was not the case. With one powerful pounce, the snarling creature cleared the boulder and pinned me down. Digging its powerful jaws into my shoulder, it began to drag me off the path. Bone crushing pain surged through my body. I struggled and screamed for help, but I could not break free. Just as I thought I would be dragged off and never found again, a rugged looking wild man burst through the bushes wielding a large sword and a can of bear mace. With a flying kick, he knocked the mountain lion off of me. The mace stung its eyes as it ran off through the trees. Blood still pouring from the bite mark, crying, I asked the man what I could do to repay him. Without a word, he dropped his pants, trying to get me to suck his dick. Shocked that he would suggest such a thing when I was so badly injured, I refused and demanded he take me to a hospital or call an ambulance for me. This did not bode well with the man. He grabbed me by the throat and forced his sweaty cock into my mouth. I bit down to get him off, but this was also the wrong choice. Looking angrier than ever, he kicked me in the chest, knocking me to the ground. He pulled out his sword and hacked off my head as revenge for his bleeding dick before fucking my dead body. I was an undeserving whore.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Blonde Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? If you do, I have a story for you. I got stood up for a date last night. I was dressed up too. I was told we were going to a swank restaurant then to a fancy fundraiser so I should be dressed accordingly. I may be a blonde bimbo, but I can clean up for the right occasion. I tried texting and calling after I had been sitting for an hour waiting to be picked up. I didn’t want to change clothes quit yet. I looked so pretty; I looked almost regal. I fixed a glass of wine and looked for a movie to watch on cable. After about 4 glasses, I was sloshed. My dog started barking. I figured he was going crazy over the neighbor’s pups like usual, so I ignored him. I should have listened; he was trying to warn me of an intruder. Before I could get to my cell phone to call 911, the masked man had me pinned against the wall. He ripped my pretty clothes off as he pressed his cock against my ass. He slammed me down against a table so he could force his cock inside my ass. As he squeezed my neck, he whispered in my ear, “You didn’t think you were going to get the royal treatment tonight, did you whore?” He used his strong hand to turn my head just to spit in my face. He let out a roaring laugh at my expense. “Whores like you don’t get treated like princesses,” he said as he anally assaulted me. I knew it was too good too be true.  Blonde bimbos like me don’t get wined and dined; we get fucked and used. After he came in my ass, he fisted my cunt. He left as quietly as he arrived, leaving me in a pool of cum.

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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 With a Useless Whore

So your looking to take some sexual aggression out on a worthless whore are you? I’m just the prey, bait, or submissive whore that you desire. My big fake tits are always the target for a lot of torture as in my ass and cunt. I’m always falling into situations beyond my control and end up being left for dead or in the E.R. after some stranger finds me and takes their use of me first, even in my tattered fucked up form.

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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.

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I love pain, but I think some men take that a bit too far. I had met a guy for a few dates and he seemed normal enough. He told me he was into a bit of BDSM and he was the dominant type. Of course, this peaked my interest, being the dirty submissive slut that I am, so I told him I had similar kinks. He invited me over to his house one night and I agreed, thinking we would finally get to fuck. But when I got there, I walked into his apartment and the lights were out. Before I even got fully through the door, something hit me over the head! I fell to the ground, unconscious. When I came to, my hands were tightly bound behind my back and I was naked. The room was dimly lit by candles and I could make out six dark, hooded figures around me. Frightened, I tried to get up to run, but like wolves ready for the kill, they pounced into attack. They passed me around for hours, raping and abusing me. I endured slaps, punches, kicks, getting fucked dry in the ass, and cocks being jammed down my throat. They left me tied up and naked somewhere in the woods when I woke up again. Bruised and bloody, I stumbled home and cleaned off my whore body.

Sadistic Phone Sex with Marley

Sadistic phone sexI love getting fucked as much as the next girl. That being said, I never asked to be taken and fucked brutally and relentlessly the first time, much less every time after that. The most recent was yet another result of my need for independence and exploration. I was walking on the side of a busy highway, thinking maybe that would be safer than the country roads and that I would run into less predators. He pulled up in a nice car, and offered me a ride. I didn’t even know I was in trouble until later. He drove to a well-populated, nice part of the city, and pulled up in front of a nice house. A man even came out and took the keys to go park the car for him. It was when we walked in the front door and he immediately pulled me down a set of stairs to the side of the front door. I started screaming for help, since he had my wrist tight and wouldn’t let me loose. The man who’d pulled the car around appeared in the door for a split second, long enough to grin down at me as he closed it. My ride strapped me face down over a saddle-horse and put a nasty rag in my mouth to shut me up. I felt him tearing my clothes off me, leaving them to dangle over the saddle-horse or drop to the floor. He told me that I’d been a very bad girl, putting myself in harms way by being alone on the side of the road. He smacked my ass a few good times, telling me he’d teach me not to hitchhike. I think that even if I could have told him that I’d been doing this for a few years now, it wouldn’t have made a difference. I guess he thought he was helping me. The next thing, he was behind me, shoving fingers into my ass hard and deep, working my ass to a stretched-out point that would allow his dick to penetrate. When he finally started pushing his dick into me, I understood why it required all that work. I screamed. His dick was so big that I felt my flesh tearing as the head tried to force its way in. He fucked my ass so hard and deep and fast that I felt tearing with every thrust. My ass is still sore and tender, but my feet won’t carry me far enough from that man quickly enough.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Daddy

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Things haven’t been going so well for my dad at work, lately. This has made us very behind on the rent, but I never thought he would resort to selling his own daughter’s pussy to random men for money. One morning, I woke up feeling strange. I realized my hands were tied behind my back, I was naked except for some panties, and my mouth was taped shut. My legs were still free, but before I could move, I saw a strange man walk into my room. His dick was in his hand, hard and dripping precum as he looked at my vulnerable body. I tried to escape, but he pinned me down before I could move. He stuffed his bare cock inside my tight cunt and started fucking me harder. It hurt because his fuckstick was so thick and meaty, but once he forced my legs wide apart, the pain was worse. Then roughly he flipped me back over and gripped my neck with his beefy hand. He squeezed until my whole face was blue while mercilessly obliterated my slutty ass hole with his cock. His body stiffened as he blew his load deep inside me. I laid there, cum dripping from my used up rosebud as he got dressed and left.

I Should Be in Snuff Movies

snuff moviesI was told I look like I should be in snuff movies. That is not a good thing. It means like I look like I should be killed and tortured. It gets me in a lot of trouble. Last night I was in the wrong part of town. My master sent me to pick up his coke. What he failed to tell me was that he owed his dealer a lot of money and he worked out a deal that included me. Not just me blowing him or fucking me, but him and his friends roughing me up. I walked into the crappy little house that doubled as a meth lab and knew I should run. But, I knew if I came home empty handed, master would hurt me far worse than any drug dealer would. “You are hotter than I expected, Cassie,” he said to me as he grabbed my titties. Out came a bunch of black men. Rough looking black men too. Tats, piercings, all in leather. I think they were bikers. “We heard you are a nigger whore, bitch,” one seethed as he pulled a monster cock out of his pants. I was surrounded by black cock. Huge black cock. I swallowed hard, knowing I was about to star in a gangbang rape porn. I felt a smack to the back of the head and I was down on my knees. They shoved cocks in my mouth so deep and hard I puked. I felt my jaw pop. They roughed me up with their dicks. Skull fucked me till my mouth and nose bled. Fucked my cunt and ass until both holes tore. I pissed and shit myself as they forced fucked be into oblivion. I was coated in cum and blood. They just snapped pictures and laughed at my disgrace. I was so battered, one of the guys had to drive me back to my master. “Debt paid” was branded on my ass. A bag of coke was shoved in my asshole. Master beat me til I shit it out. He kicked me in the pussy and told me to sleep tight because he was sending me to his heroin dealer in the morning.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex was what he asked for when he called. I was thinking he had the wrong girl. Honestly, I thought he wanted one of the sadistic women. I assumed that medical fetish was like penis torture, even castration. I was wrong. When he put me in the stirrups, I knew what was next. The doctor always says, “You will feel a little pressure pain,” as he inserts a latex finger covered in lube up your pussy. I wished I was at the gynecologist’s office, but I was with a sadist MD. No latex glove, no lube. What was inserted inside me was a speculum with teeth. Sharp razor edges pierced my flesh as he cranked it open gapping my pussy so wide a head would have fit inside of me. Once I was opened as wide as the Red Sea, he found my urethra. He shoved some device down my pee hole. Now that was a new pain. Excruciating pain. That was just the beginning of the torture sex. As I laid in stirrups, with my pussy gapped open and bleeding from the speculum, he attempted to fuck my pee hole. Such a small opening for such a big object like a cock. I screamed as he fucked the smallest, tightest hole on my body. I was crying from the pain. He warned me not to cry. My punishment was severe. He dumped a bottle of hydrogen peroxide in my bleeding cunt and over my now bleeding urethra. It might as well have been battery acid. I felt my insides being eaten away. I tried to not cry, fearing more, even, worse punishment. I was one big medical experiment. My vaginal wall was shredded. My pee hole gapped and burned. My nipples cut and pierced. And, in the end my ass fucked so hard it prolapsed. My first medical fetish experience left me bloody and forever scarred.