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I went to a part of town I’m not familiar with, looking for a cafe I wanted to try out. When I finally found the place, it was closed for renovations. The cafe was in an old and run down part of town so I wanted to hurry and leave.I was getting into my car when something struck me in the back of the head. I fell to the ground unconcious. When I came around everything was fuzzy at first and suddenly, I could feel the stinging burn of my pussy and ass being stretched and torn. I quickly realized that I was being gang-banged by a group of construction workers. They ripped and stretched me as they fucked me in every possible hole. I couldn’t even scream with the massive cock I had rammed in my throat. It only muffled the sounds and I cried and swallowed the hot load he was pumping into me. By the end of it I was a bloody, disgusting pile of cum and shame. One of the men attempted to strangle me with my panties but didn’t pull them tight enough around my neck. I faded away and they ran when they thought he had killed me. They used every hole and ripped me front to back. Then left me for dead like a gutter slut.

Home invasion phone sex

Home invasion phone sexI thought it was just going to be Home invasion phone sex, I didn’t think he would actually use my personal information I gave him (without thinking because I’m a dumb fucking bitch). I woke up in the middle of the night with a knife to my throat and a hand over my mouth. I didn’t even have a chance to scream before he was stuffing a few pairs of my panties into my mouth and throat. I was struggling, fighting him as much as I dared with him having that knife. He punched me over and over in my head and I got knocked out, when I woke up I was naked and tied up with my arms above my head, and my legs wide open and exposed. He was watching me, waiting for me to wake up because my fear and pain is what truly turns him on. I tried to scream as he mounted me, he pushed the knife against my throat and cut a little bit of me making me quiet down and whimper with tears in my eyes. “You’re one dumb fucking whore, and I’m going to show you what you were made for” He forced his cock into my pussy, fucking me hard and fast as he degraded me, spit on my face and slapped me around. When I thought he was done he switched to my ass. Making it rip on his cock with no lube. I was hysterical, covered in cum and begging thru the gag in my mouth as he made a call to his friends to come and join in on the fun. He took the gag out and shoved his cock down my throat before I could say anything he was screaming that I was going to die on his cock, die choking on his dick. And as I started to blackout he squeezed my throat tighter and tighter. I was thinking, maybe he was right. Maybe this is the end.

Snuff sex secrets: careful what you wish for

snuff sexAll the boys in school wanted a piece of me. They loved flirting and getting hands-on with me so much. I can’t blame them; my body was made for sin. I know they can’t help but touch what keeps tempting them oh so much. My tight holes have been such a prize possession for so many. You can say I have turned these boys into complete statues. They are shocked they are frozen in disbelief. I like to get filthy and naughty. Once I show them my taste for the blood, they are over with so quickly. I love snuff sex and like things raw and bloody. I like getting down and dirty. It is how I get off whenever I play. I have plenty of skeletons in my closet. There is nothing like taking a mans breath away literally. I get on top and start to please you and without noticing you are gasping for your last beath and I climax so well. Oh, come on its not too bad to have your previous breath end in orgasm.careful what you wish for because you just might get it baby!

Brutal Anal Torture Sex

torture sexAnal torture sex is something I don’t always enjoy. I can take a hardcore ass fucking. I have been an anal whore for decades. When I am broke and need coke money, I often sell my asshole. Married women rarely give up the ass, so I can make $100 an ass fuck. I just bend over the car or alley wall and take the cock up my ass. This dude said he would pay me $300 to ass fuck me for an hour. Why would I say no to that? I should have said no. He was creepy looking, smelled of bourbon and had a thick cock. Still, I could deal with all that. He shoved me over his car hood in a dark corner of a parking garage. I knew something was wrong because it didn’t feel like a cock in my ass. That was because it was a bottle. A broken bottle. I started to scream for help. This was not what I agreed too. He put his hands around my throat to let me know he could snap my neck in an instant. I could have my ass shredded or I could die. I went with being a dirty ass rape porn star for 58 more minutes. My asshole was prolapsed and bleeding. He laughed at the fact that he ruined my ass. Joked about me needing a good proctologist to put my asshole back together. Blood and fecal matter were running down my legs. No way I could fuck anymore tonight. I was ruined. I might be ruined permanently. At least I had $300. He paid me like he said he would. I wobbled out of the alley and found a dealer. I got high in a dark alley trying to forget the awful things I do to get high.

snuff sex pays the bills

Snuff sexSnuff sex hurts yes that is true. Did you think we were going to make it nice and smooth for you? You didn’t come up with your share for rent money, so of course, you had to pay in another form. My boyfriend and I have been fond of your cute body. We have tried to resist but now that you are at our beck and call its time for you to get on your knees for us. You will be our slave slut, and you will endure all the pain. I want to fuck your cunt and asshole up with razors and fists. I can’t wait to make you scream in pain. I like the tears flowing down your face. You will pay your debt!

Torture sex with a breeding slut

torture sexTorture sex with a breeding teen is what you need. I am your slave slut, and I will keep popping out tots for you. You love it when I can give you a female offspring. Together we will make so many sluts. We will brainwash and train them. Once I get too old to give you more youngins, our daughters will start doing so for you. I will make sure the cycle is never-ending. You will enjoy being served forever and ever. I will make sure your needs are met. That is my priority. I love being an obedient slut for your master. I can’t stop making your fantasies come true. It is always my pleasure to do so for you. I was born to make you happy.

Sex with Dead Bodies

sex with dead bodiesHe told me his dark fantasy was sex with dead bodies. He was so handsome and powerful. I wanted to fulfill his fantasy. He had a smoldering sexy appeal. He made me feel weak. I suggested erotic asphyxiation. He pulled his belt off his pants and put it around my neck. I didn’t think he would kill me. I thought we had a clear understanding of safe words. When I yelled cheese, he would loosen his grip around my neck. I passed out a few times, but he revived me quickly. He was fucking my ass hard the entire time. He fucked me harder when I was passed out. After the second time, he fucked me with an intensity I had never felt. With every thrust, the belt got tighter and tighter. I was screaming the safe word until I had no voice anymore. I knew I was turning blue. He was in a zone. A zone that equaled snuff sex for me.  I was struggling to breathe. It was clear to me; I was going to die. The fight in me left my body and as he fucked me, my body flopped around like a fish out of water until I took my very last gasp. Now I know. Never try to make a sadistic man’s darkest fantasy come true.

I Crave The Pain

Evil phone sexI need some nipple torture and a really good cunt beating. I spent all last night getting pounded hard with dick. Dick came to my door all night long looking for a cheap whore to fuck. I can’t pass up the dick and if you bring some cock I won’t even ask you for any money and most everybody knows my reputation. And they were cruel to me and my body. Kicking, cutting hitting, punching, and striking me with leather straps with metal studs on them. I was squirting with ever strike to my body and each man knew it. The cum from the previous guy was still not dry on my skin or was still leaking out my cunt or ass. These guys were not here to make love to me or to respect me. They can do that at home with their wives and girlfriends. They were here because they know what a cheap pain slut coke whore I am.

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.

Sex with dead bodies is a thrill

sex with dead bodiesHe made it very clear he didn’t mind having sex with dead bodies. If I knew what was right for me, I would allow him to cum inside both my apartment and me. I was a panicky mess and begging him to leave me alone. I knew he meant business cause I could see the shine in both his eyes and the blade he had in his hand. It did or die. Was I going to fight him? Or was I going to let him in and pray he lets me go? I knew the ball was in my court, and I felt much better letting him take what he wanted from me, and having my fingers crossed that he would make me live another day. After a dueling fight with myself, I let him have his fun with me. I was his pain slut for the whole night. It felt as if time was still after being bruised and used I was set free.