I made a mistake yesterday, I tried to run away from my abusive pimp/boyfriend. I got so tired of him beating my ass for any little thing. He gave me my 20th black eye and I ran out the back door. But he found me and dragged me off the street to his car by my hair. Someone had snitched about my location and he was angry. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand delivering punches to my head. I was scared but he was saving the worst for the privacy of our bedroom. He tore my dress off and forced me to my knees.
“How dare you run from me, bitch!!”, he screamed.
He pulled his belt off and beat me until welts covered my body. But he wasn’t done..
He pulled his hard cock out and anal fucked me so hard that blood ran down my thighs. I tried my hardest not to scream because I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction. But the pain was unbearable and an animalistic scream escaped my lips. I’ll never try to run away again.
Category: Torture sex
The Mistake
Strangulation phone sex
I was at my friends house and I was black out drunk. I was laying in my friends bed as we chatted and joked around. Next thing I know she disappears to go find the bathroom. I closed my eyes for maybe a second and then heard the door open and lock. I could not pick my head up to see if it was her.
I felt a tough hand go over my neck and start to squeeze. I was gasping for air, as my jeans were forced down my legs. I had no strength to keep my legs closed. He was able to slide right inside my wet pussy. He started fucking me harder and harder as his grip squeezed harder around my neck. I felt like my eyes could pop out of my skull.
I felt his cock digging deeper and harder into me. I hope if I pass out due to lack of air, that I am not too sore.
Uncles slave pet
My uncle has been such a pervert. Lately, he has tried to mess with all my cousins, none of us want his cock. He doesn’t like girls who are strong at all. If you put him in his place he won’t mess with you, I am timid and shy sometimes, and when I have a guy with so much power just right over me, I always give in. I’m not good at standing my ground that’s why I’m the ultimate victim. I have always been this way and to be quite honest I like being taken advantage of, I’m just submissive by nature and enjoy getting fucked hard. When my uncle Bruce wanted torture sex after a couple of my cousins ended up pegging him he moved on real quick. Uncle Bruce doesn’t enjoy accomplices or dominants sluts. Uncle Bruce doesn’t share power at all. My aunt Lil is a great CEO, and she married him, and she wears the pants in that relationship,
I think he likes to rebel against all his insecurities by taken advantage of young sluts. Its the only way he has power. I was hanging out over there; everyone ended up leaving, so it was just him and I. He got very aggressive with me and started to tell me how he was going to make my pussy feel right, after, he makes it feel wrong. He wanted to show me something in the master room. I followed him to the bedroom. Uncle Bruce then pushed me to the bed and spread my legs apart. Uncle Bruce then began to eat me out so fucking good till I came all over Uncle Bruce tied me up in a split second, a started to fuck me for hours on end. He liked that he had all the power. After uncle Bruce got all the pleasure desired, Uncle Bruce wasn’t done with me just yet; one more thing was left to do. I had to play with my pussy right in front of him while he filmed the whole thing.
Uncle Bruce made me memorize a script, just in case I tried smartening up and telling on him.
Bruce wanted to make it seem like I was seducing him, Silly uncle Bruce he doesn’t have to worry about a thing.
I would never say to a soul, I loved being his fuck slut slave, and his secret is safe.
payback
I use to stay at my aunt’s house after school sometimes. My aunt Lilian had a lovely home with excellent amenities, and I liked being there. I thought her new husband was cool until I saw him being a pervert checking me out a couple of times. I grew with anger and was upset that he would make me feel uncomfortable in my haven. I don’t take shit from no one, and I was seeing he was becoming even more resilient towards me. He would watch porn while I was there with the sound blasting. I smarten up real quick one day when he forced himself on me. I got angry and blackmailed him and let him know who was in charge. I told him if he ever thought of putting his hands on me I would fuck him up to the max. So you can imagine how I went off on him when I saw he was taking pictures of me naked in the shower. I came up with a payback plan. I ended up bringing a strap on I had bought and decided since he loved ass rape porn so much he would be getting a taste of his own medicine. I lured him in and made him think he was getting me so turned on. When he least expected it I had power and control. He was frozen in fear, I started fucking his ass, and I loved how much he fought. I let him know I would expose him to my family and friends and let him know what a pervert he really is. I was enjoying seeing him suffer like a little bitch. After I fucked him He never messed with me again. He realized I wasn’t the one to play with. Ever since then I have learned how to stick up for myself.
Bondage phone sex
I was sleeping in my bed next to some guy I had a one night stand with. I awoke to him on top of me and three of his friends around me. They all held me down and tied up my body. I could not break free. They put a ball gag in my mouth, my spit was running down my neck to my tits. My wrist were tied above my head and shortly after they got attached to my ankles. I was on the floor looking up at them and their sharp knifes.
I could tell they were going to make my flesh into shreds. They took turns shoving their cocks into my ass and pussy, forcing my holes apart. Their blades grazed against my soft flesh as they began to make multiple stabs into me. I was crying and choking on my spit as they played in my blood.
Mr. Pest Control
I was taking a shower this afternoon when unexpectedly I heard my front door open. I cringed in fear, not expecting any visitors and absolutely not expecting anyone who wouldn’t obviously knock first. Seeing the shadow of a large man wandering around my place, I knew I had to spring into action. I slipped out of my shower and into my kitchen, grabbing my favorite knife- just recently sharpened for some playtime I enjoyed with one of my callers. Without thinking of anything besides survival, I lunged at the man and began stabbing him over and over again- bringing him to the ground. The thrill of snuffing someone out really took hold and I got a little crazy, stabbing him over 80x in a frenzy. Once I came to my senses and realized what I had done, it turned me on. I knew I had a body to play with for awhile and have some fun. Noticing of course at this point that it wasn’t a home invader but just the poor pest control man that I had forgotten was coming by today. Oh well! I turned him over, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his giant cock which had already started swell. I sucked on it for a little while, slicing off his testicles and lapping up the blood like a lioness. I pulled his tongue out of his mouth and cut it off quickly with a pair of scissors, taking it to my wet cunt and teasing my clit with the dead man’s saliva soaked organ. I made a quick mold of his cock with plaster after I had sucked it hard enough- a trophy to enjoy later, once the fun of rigamortis had ended eventually. I promptly climbed on top of him and road his cock until I had the ultimate orgasm. Now I’ve got this body left over to enjoy for a bit but I’m running short on ideas of what to do next. Wanna help a girl out?
He got what was coming to him
This arrogant little bitch boy got exactly what he had coming to him after he so rudely attempted to force himself all up on me. We were at a bar and he was cocky as fuck, trying to hit on me and take me home, at no point did he accept the fact that I wasn’t interested so I decided to make him sorry. I “gave in” and invited him back to my place and slipped a lil something into his drink once we got there. It knocked him out cold so I was able to easily strip him down and restrain him in all kinds of fun ways. Boy was he pissed off when he woke up! He was screaming and whining and begging me to untie him but I just told him to shut the fuck up and learn his lesson! I made him eat my ass and lick my shoes and he was fine with all that… until I brought out a huge dildo. That’s where he wanted to draw the line but since he didn’t listen to or respect me when I told him no, I decided to return the favor and just shoved that dildo up his ass despite all his protests! Hopefully he learned a little respect for women after that!
Nothing But Snuff Movies for Hours
He made me watch snuff movies with him for hours. I was tied up with a ball gag in my mouth. Naked of course. My tits were hog tied. He was masturbating, and I was praying it would be over soon. He told me I needed more slave training because I was an “unruly snatch.” He kept telling me if I didn’t learn some manners and some obedience, I was going to end up like the whores in the movie: dead. Sometimes, I wish I was dead. I should be dead. I acted like I was watching intently because my life depended on it. He was smoking a cigar while jacking off at bloody torture sex videos. The moment he saw my eyes get heavy, he put the stogie out on my left tit. “Wake up bitch and pay attention,” he screamed at me. I had been tied to that chair for over 10 hours. I was tired. I was sitting in my own piss. For a moment, I thought death would be release. I tried apologizing, but he didn’t want to hear excuses. He invited friends over, who took turns force fucking my holes before pissing on me like dogs marking their territory. After they were done cumming all over me, I was their punching bag. He made it clear if I winched or cried, I would get it worse. I would be killed, chopped up and fed to the dogs. I am a good bitch. I took it like a pro, so you can abuse me next.
I was so hungry
I was just starving to death last night I swear and there was nothing at all that would satisfy my craving! Until I remembered that little whore in my basement, she had been there a while and honestly, I had no idea what to do with her so in the pot she went! Bitch was crying and screaming and begging for her life but I was unmoved, all I could think about was how hungry I was and what a delicious meal she would make. I washed her up and shaved off all that hair before popping her in a giant roaster, I made sure to face her towards me so that when she started to feel that heat, I would be able to see the expression on her face. Poor thing cried the whole time… well, until she was dead anyway. She was absolutely delicious in the end, I think I may have to get me another one soon!
Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture
I do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.