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Bondage Phone Sex Explored His Rape Fantasies

bondage phone sexIt started out as bondage phone sex. I love being tied up. I have supported my coke habit with fetish modeling for years. I thought this was just another fetish model shoot.  When I arrived at the site, I was greeted by a guy. We were alone. This was clearly not a set like I was expecting.  I asked about payment. He said I would be compensated well if I was a good whore. I told myself this was just some pervert with money. I looked at myself as an escort for the evening. He was paying me to explore his rape fantasies. I wished it had just been that once it was over. He wanted some sort of contortionist sex. He had me bound tight and in all sorts of poses that were unnatural for my body. Honestly, I thought he might break my spine in some of the positions he forced me in. He was more than a kinky pervert. He was a masochist and I was his paid whore. I had to endure the snuff sex or be killed. Once he couldn’t cum any more, he started fucking me with objects. Large blunt objects that stretched out my ass and my cunt. Large objects that bloodied my fuck holes. He just laughed at my stupidity for agreeing to meet a stranger for money. I know I was dumb, but he seemed legit. I needed the money for coke. I wasn’t sure I would be released, but I was after a few hours.He told me he couldn’t kill something he enjoyed so much.  He took lots of pictures of me bound and bloodied. I watched him put the pictures in some photo album. Twisted spank bank I guess. He gave me cash and told me he hoped to work with me again soon. Not if I can help it.

Lesbian Torture Sex

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My dad has a new girlfriend and she is just as sick and twisted as he is. She loves force fucking me and torturing all of my holes by jamming the biggest thickest items she can find inside of me. Last night she put a belt around my neck and choked me as she fucked my ass with her enormous strap on cock. Each time she thrusted into me, she pulled harder on the belt until I couldn’t breathe. I thought I was going to die. I passed out and when I came to, her and my dad were both double penetrating me. 

She loves to abuse me in other ways too. Putting cigarettes out on my body, using me as her toilet and forcing me to drink her piss. She pierced my nipples herself with a rusty needle and when she feels that I’m not respecting her properly, she likes to grab my sore nipples by the ring and twist them as hard as she can until it feels like she might just rip them out. 

I’m terrified of her. I’ve never met a woman who is sadistic and evil as my dad. I don’t know what she has in store for me next. 

Bloody Phone Sex Halloween

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is in order for Halloween. At the stroke of midnight, I packed up my knife collection and went hunting for little ghosts and goblins. I got lucky that a house in the next country was having a party. There were adults and littles ones dressed up. I was the party crasher. Dressed like Michael Myers, I stormed in the house with my hands armed with big butcher knifes. I move faster than Michael Myers. I started slashing away at flesh. Old flesh and tender flesh. The younger ones bleed faster and their blood smells sweeter. Bodies were hitting the floor fast. Blood was pooling round my feet. The smell of fear and death is intoxicating to me. I tortured women in front of their husbands. I dismembered little ones in front of their parents.  I fed the family dogs a nice steak to keep them away. I am not a total psychopath. I didn’t harm the pets. It is humans I find annoying, not animals. It was hard to believe that one short bitch could kill 12 people so easily. It’s all in the element of surprise. They were not thinking they would be slaughtered like snuff porn stars in their own home. They were likely intoxicated too which would have slowed their reactions. Sure, I was channeling all my bad ass serial killer energy, but it was super easy to slaughter a group of folks at a time. Normally, I am a spree killer versus a mass killer. A kill multiple folks over the course of a night instead of a group of people at once. I have a taste for it now. I left no DNA. In costume, I blended in with the other party goers in town. I woke up this morning, turned on the news and heard about a mass slaying in a house thought to be drug related. I started masturbating knowing no one will ever link me to this random mass murder in a suburban home on Halloween night.

Whips and Clamps

Snuff phone sexI disobeyed you again today, Master. I don’t know when I’ll learn my lesson. I don’t know when I’ll learn to not fuck with you, Master. I need to obey you in all things. I’m just a dumb worthless cunt who is only half decent at being your cum dumpster slut and fuck toy. I deserved the punishment you gave me today. You ripped off my clothes and pushed me down onto my hands and knees. You spread my knees apart. You tied me up real tight using a white rope. Then, you put clamps and weights on my pussy. You got out your most painful whip and whipped me over and over again for 2 hours. My pussy is so swollen and I have whelps and cuts all across my pussy, ass and thighs. I won’t be able to sit down for days, maybe even weeks. Then when you rammed your cock in me, after I was swollen up and beaten, without any lube at all, it hurt so bad. I’ll try to be better, Master.

 

Halloween Gang Rape

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When I got the invitation to the Halloween Party, I was so excited. It was a lingerie costume party and I had a beautiful red and black corset I could not wait to show off. I had my makeup done to cover the bruises Master left during our last encounter. I felt so pretty and finally felt sophisticated, classy. When I arrived to the party location, there were a ton of cars there. This is going to be so great! I walked in the back door, like the invitation said, and I was greeted by 35 men wearing face masks and nothing else. As soon as I walked in the room, I heard the door lock behind me and felt a huge knife to my throat. I was pulled by my hair to the middle of the room where a bed was. I was pushed down on my back on to the bed. What’s happening? Did Master trick me? Master appeared from behind me, he was the one holding the knife to my throat. He used the knife and cut all the way down the front of my beautiful corset, ruining it and peeling it off of my body. I was then fucked violently by each and every single of the 36 men, including my Master, who of course got a piece of me after I was filled with stranger’s cum – His favorite.

 

Anal Torture Sex Punishment

torture sexTorture sex is what you get when call a woman an ugly bitch. This cunt came into the strip club and insulted me when I was on stage. The cunt had no room to talk. I called her a fugly bitch and suggested she go troll somewhere else. Big Al kicked her out of the club. She was watching for me as I left and jumped me as I went to my car. She hit me over the head with something that knocked me out. I woke up at her place. Her and a few of her friends decided to fuck me up. They were kicking me in the stomach. That was what woke me up. A bunch of ugly bitches had me tied up, stripped nude and bound on the floor. The position I was in highlighted my ass. It was exposed for a reason. I soon new the reason was to be an ass rape porn star. The bitch that heckled me at the club had the stick to a mop in her hand. It wasn’t thick, but it was fucking long. She dipped the rounded end in some Biofreeze then rammed it up my ass. Oh, my fucking gosh that hurt. My ass was on fire. It felt like I got stung by bees in my ass. That was nothing, however, compared to that stick up my ass. It was tearing through me so deeply I thought it might come out my mouth. It felt like I was shishkebabed. I think my ass is ruined. I take a lot of cock in my ass, but I have never had anything that deep penetrate my butthole. I am still sore and bleeding. I better watch out who I call ugly. I bet you could fuck my prolapsed ass back inside me.

Pimped Out

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Daddy needed some extra cash this week to pay bills and fund his alcohol addiction. He got the money together by pimping me out to anyone who wanted me. For just a few bucks, he let any guy fuck me however they wanted. They could beat me, force fuck all of my holes, or use me as a toilet. I was powerless to stop them and struggling or trying to get away was futile. Six of his friends paid for a night with me for $100 and a case of beer. They choked me, beat me, and brutally fucked all of my holes until I was bleeding and begging for them to stop. The harder I struggled though, the more they enjoyed it. It was like a cat toying with a mouse, the fight is what made it fun. Eventually I was so tired and in pain that I gave up and went limp while they took turns using me as their cum dumpster. They contorted and manipulated my body like a fuck doll. Eventually they lost interest once they had cummed a few times. Then they put out their cigarettes on my nipples and clit and pissed on me before leaving me lying on the floor covered in blood, sweat, semen, and piss. 

Happy Hunt-o-ween

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Man oh man if I could actually go hunting with any of these amazing miscreants I would be so fucking happy.  You and I, together, telling them what to do and who to do it to.  We could have a whole god damn slaughter farm, and when is the best time for bringing lambs to slaughter? Halloween.  Those little fuckers are running around and they are easy pickings.  Parents get distracted, pushing strollers, or talking to other adults, and the next thing you know their little shit is long gone.  Only to be seen again when they are dug up from a shallow grave.

I can just see it.  You and I, walking hand in hand between the stalls we have set up for the night.  Listening to the bones crunching, the screaming, the hyperventilating, the begging, and just seeing the fear on all their little faces.  So many implements of pain would be used, we could just fuck in every single stall as we watch.  How fucking hot would that be??? Oh it would be amazingly hot! 

Hell, we could even join in.  Make our own marks on those little fuck toys.  Me spreading open those legs, or ass cheeks, you dipping your cock in blood to make it slick, then feeling them shudder as  you fuck them until they either pass out, or you split them in half with your massive dick.  I would be smiling the whole time, for me it would be fucking romantic!

Here is hoping your Halloween turns into a wonderful night for hunting the treats that you desire.  If you happen to actually capture the prey you always wanted, makes sure you let me know so I can share in your joy and revel in their pain. 

Happy Hunt-o-ween from your favorite fucked in the head bitch goddess, Indigo. 

everyone has to die

sex with dead bodiesHalloween is my fucking favorite. My boyfriend and I rage all of October and November. I slip some sluts roofies and get the in their most vulnarble state and its on. This year I invited a dozen dumb college coeds for a Halloween party. I promised them coke and cock. Well a promise is a promise and I keep mines. I invited some special friends to get these whores to open sesame. Once they had their fun it was time to punish them. Whores must die! My boyfriend had fantasies of sex with dead bodies and I am the best girlfriend ever so I had to do that for him. I dressed up as an evil cheerleader and I got my halloween fix fisting them and leaving them all bloody and used. I let my boyfriend fuck them till they took their last breath. One by one they all had to die. I like seeing how petrified they are. They can barely move and once the coke wears off its a pain like no other.

Not Going Anywhere

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Aww.  She thought we were going to let her go.  She is so cute yet so fucking stupid.  Those big eyes, with big tears, asking for her Mommy.  Poor little thing.  So trusting, so young and so ready to leave.  We did tell her if that if she was a good girl and did every thing we asked that we would let her go.  You knew we were lying, I knew we were lying, but she actually thought we were telling the truth.  Ooops.

All those pretty purple, yellow and red spots marking her skin.  The huge bruise on her cheek, her split lip, her torn up cunt, she withstood it all just because of hope.  It is amazing what one can go through if you only have that one single thing.  She must of been imaging being in her Mommy’s arms, safe and warm.  She clung to that imagine, and she lasted.

Now she is standing by the door, waiting to leave.  Should you tell her, or should I? Better yet, why don’t we pretend to call her Dear Dear Mommy, you hand her the phone, and I will be on the other end.  I want you to watch her face as I tell her that she can’t come home because I didn’t love her anymore, that I never wanted her, she had been a mistake and her Daddy and I are so much more happier without her.  I bet she cries again.  Then we will start the whole process over again, but this time her hope will be gone so I wonder what she will do and how she will react.  Our very own little scientific study.

I think that is exactly what we will do, first destroy her little heart, then destroy what ever is left over of her hope and flesh.