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Force Fucked Sex Slave

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I woke up in the dark room once again, my cunt throbbing and bleeding. Everyday something new happens and I don’t know how much longer I can last. My master came into the room and stripped off my soiled clothes. He then tightly tied rope around my arms and behind my back, “You’ll be having some visitors today.” He whispered in my ear as he tightly wrapped the rough rope around my arms. It was so tight I could feel my circulation being restricted. Multiple dark figures entered the room and I was pushed up on the dirty mattress exposing my raw cunt and asshole. One by one each man came and used me as their little fucktoy. I had multiple men inside me enacting their devious rape fantasies and destroying my holes. I screamed in pain but the louder I screamed, the rougher they fucked. I had cigarettes burned on my skin and the rope rubbed my flesh raw. I was left bloodied and trembling. Blood soaked cum spilled out of my trembling cunt as I softly cried.

Pain Slut

Bloody phone sexEver since I was a teenager and got my first beating from my first boyfriend I knew then I was a pain slut. He got mad at me and almost killed me beating the shit out of me. He was punching and kicking. Spitting on me and degrading me with such dirty kinky names. Picking my worthless body up and throwing me around like a rag doll. Then without warning, he ripped off my clothes and fucked the shit out of my broken bruised body. My cunt was a sloppy wet fucking mess the entire time. And when he realized I was enjoying the beating and the forced hard fucking he was giving me and he laughed and said he always knew I was a fucking worthless whore.

Beating Inside and Out

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I’m sorry I was such a disrespectful bitch to you, Daddy. I learned my lesson when you took me to the naughty warehouse where all your friends hang out. First you all got a chance at beating me, kicking my ribs and punching my face. You all made me bloody and bruised. Then, you made me dance for them, tears streaming down my face, eyes swollen from the beating. It hurt so bad, but I live to please you men, the superior sex. Then you pushed me in the shower where you each drenched me in your piss. It smelled awful, I cried and threw up twice. Then your friends raped both of my tight swollen holes. They all came inside me, even though they know I’m not on birth control. I wasn’t allowed to drip any cum out. I can say I don’t like being your fuck toy, but I’d be lying. Will you share me with your friends again, Daddy?

Cock sucking slave

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My daddy has trained me to be his perfect cock sucking whore. He started training me from a young age. Forcing his cock into my  mouth and fucking my face until tears were streaming out of my eyes and I was gagging and puking on his cock. The harder I cried, the more turned on he became and the harder he would fuck my face. Now I am the perfect submissive cock sucker for him. A part of me also likes doing it. Even though I’m gagging, crying or screaming, my pussy is soaking wet the entire time.

I am no longer allowed to wear clothes in the house and I am expected to always be ready to drop to my knees and suck his cock, or get fucked in my ass and pussy. When I am at home, I’m to be nude, have a plug in my ass, and be prepared to be fucked in any hole. I have to be his slave and please him or else I get punished. My daddy is a very cruel man and his punishments leave my ass, throat, and pussy sore for days afterwards. Eventually I learned to love sucking and fucking him, because as long as I keep him happy, maybe he won’t hurt me so bad. I live in constant fear of what my daddy and his sick twisted friends will do to me. 

 

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Rape phone sex fantasies can get real dark

rape phone sex fantasiesI swear every man I meet has rape phone sex fantasies about me. There is just something about me that attracts bad boys. Last night, I attracted sadistic boys. I was clubbing with my friends when this guy bought me a fancy drink. I didn’t want to be rude, so I drank it. I guess it is not wise to take drinks from strangers. He roofied me because I was drinking and dancing with my girlfriends, then I was in some dark and damp basement, surrounded by guys. When I asked where I was and what was going on, the guy that bought me the tainted drink, slapped my face hard. He told me to be quiet and I would live. Something in his voice told me he was not lying.  After that, I couldn’t talk if I wanted too because my mouth was stuffed with cock. They were skull fucking me so hard, I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head. My pussy was wet. I thought to myself what the fuck is wrong with me? When they started passing me around like a party favor, I was scared and turned on. They used up my cunt and ass. Fucked me every which way they could distort my body. By the time they were done ravaging my body with their cocks, they pissed on me and joked. They said they were simply cleaning up a cum dumpster whore. They left me there on floor, naked, cold and smelling like a toilet. No clothes or cash, I had to hitch a ride home. That is a story for another day.

Ass rape Porn Date With Two Snuff Whores

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Indigo Is the perfect accomplice for your ass rape porn session! Her hot body had you under her spell in seconds. I mean even at my young age I worshipped her hot body and couldn’t deny her any sexual pleasure she wanted. Indigo Is my Mentor of all things Evil if you will… You gulped that GHB leaden Brandy and confessed you P-daddy ways. You Just Adored those little girls bodies Your dick grew in your pants as you whispered how you had your own little slut at home. Indigo was quick to tell you that she was very much interested in being a part of your playtime. 

This Is where it got dark baby. You Led Indigo right to your house. I followed with my back seat full of video equipment and devices of insane torture. You introduced Indigo to this blonde Angel as you dismissed your sitter. You were not even able to stay on your feet. I came behind you with my rope and made sure you were hogtied and cut off all your clothes. Indigo stripped naked and took your princess up to her room, You neglected to tell us four more sweet fuck sluts were waiting, sleeping upstairs. Naughty Man! I Wrestled you to the basement and set up my equipment. “It’s a fucking buffet of tiny sluts Jezabel. I have two of the smallest the rest are drugged, we can take them later, I have clients who will pay big for them,” Indigo got up and let five big black men in. Seems If we Hit the mother load with you Naughty Dady! 

Baby, you were coming around as I got my scalpel and held it to your dick as we undressed and displayed perfect pieces of flesh for you. Your daughter and her two little friends were being forced to take BBC and tore apart in front of your eyes.  Indigo had the film rolling as she shoved a huge dildo on the end of a pole to start fucking your ass. You moaned like a little piggy as your dick was sliced little by little. You were squealing as indigo pumped that ass. All eyes were on you as you became a BBC Ass rape fantasy star. I only asked for your daughters’ body and your dick for my fall soup, and of course, I split that cash with My snuff phone sex hot whore Indigo! You are going to be famous even in death Daddy! snuff phone sex

Bitch Dog

I am going to be in a skimpy outfit on my knees crawling towards you like a bitch dog in heat. Begging for your abuse and good fucking. I bring the whip over to you carrying it in my mouth and kneel right before your feet. You take the whip out of my mouth and I bend down to kiss your feet. You tell me I am a good pet and pull me up by my hair. You take your hand and bitch slap me across the face telling me to arch my back and stick out my fake titties. I quickly respond because your bitchslap and the deviant tone in your voice makes my cunt gush. A dominant man like you is exactly what a whore like me needs.Taboo phone sex

Blood Money

 

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The call came in that help was needed.  I do have a few friends but not many, so when one of them calls to ask for help I go, no questions asked.  When I arrived he was sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette, his hand was shaking like crazy.  He didn’t look at all well.  I sat down next to him and asked him what was wrong.  He told me that his son had made a mistake, a huge mistake and that he was in the house.  As I got up to go into the house to find out just what the hell was going on he grabbed my hand, looked up at me and said, “I’ll pay you what ever you want, just take care of it.” 

Now I was very curious.  I walked into the house, it was dead quiet.  It seemed that his son had left, then I heard someone moving around upstairs.  As I got to the top of the steps his son appeared.  He was covered in blood, he had it in his hair, his chest, his under ware, legs, he looked like he just stepped out of a horror movie.  He just pointed into the bathroom.  I went in to see what was what.  There she was, crumpled in the tub.  I couldn’t tell where the actual wounds were, I stepped closer to sit on the edge of the tub.

She looked almost angelic with her blue eyes staring straight ahead, brown hair up over the lip of the tub, making a halo.  I traced my fingers over her face, she was still warm, I checked for a pulse but there was none.  I stood up, brought my finger to my mouth and sucked off the blood.  I turned to look at my friend’s son.  I asked him what happened.  He told me that they were having sex and he got carried away, he was choking her and went too far.  Okay, but why was there all that blood if she was choked? Plus it takes a lot of force to actually strangle someone, it isn’t like it is in the movies, it takes a while and a shit load of pressure over a long period of time, so his story was a bunch of shit, but hey, who am I to judge.

He went on to explain that after he realized she was dead he didn’t know what to do so he put her in the tub then decided that the best course of action would be to dismember her, clean up, then dump the parts somewhere before his Dad got home.  What this Einstein didn’t realize that it takes a lot of effort and time to dismember a body.  It isn’t like cutting into a piece of bread, especially if you are only using a knife.  I asked him if anyone knew she was there, he said no because he picked her up because she was hitch hiking and as far as he knew she didn’t even have a cell phone.  I told him to take a shower, put some gloves on, get a trash bag and put her stuff into it and go and put it in my car.  

I had to spend the whole night taking care of that damn mess.  I have no clue of who she was because he was right, no cell phone, I didn’t even find a wallet, just some money in her jeans, a few pieces of clothing in her backpack and some gear for doing Heroine, other than that she was just some chick who decided to fuck the wrong guy.  Something good did come out of the whole thing though, I made a nice little chunk of money.

Torture Please

Sadistic phone sex I love a good nipple torture. I have big fake boobs for you to fuck up. I love nipple clamps with weights and I love knife play too. Carve lines into my big fat fake boobs and make my flesh split open pouring out my blood. I love that smell. Take your fingers put in my blood and shove those fingers right in my mouth. I love the taste of my blood. But please do not stop at cutting and torturing my nipples. I love to get mangled from head to toe. the more you inflict the more my cunt squirts. I want your big cock shoved down my throat as you cut my flesh making me gag and scream on your shaft. Torture me please I beg you.