My little ass was made for whipping, I’ve been told. My ass eagerly props up for abuse and torture. My ass is addicted to the pain of heavy whips and chains blistering against my skin. Even when tears spring from my eyes and hoarse gasps escape my lips, master makes sure to whip me hard enough to break the skin. He laughs when the skin on my ass and victim pussy splits opening with droplets of blood trickling down. When master is feeling extra torturous and evil, he will use clothes pins to pin my abused cunt open, so he can whip and lash it over and over again. Master ties me up and bends me over so that he can flog me viciously with hot wire and barbed wire. I’m his little piggy pain slut and I wait for him to clip my nipples down with pins while he abuses and tortures my little teen body for our viewers. They have fun commenting and adding ideas for ways to make me scream. Do you have any ideas?
Category: Violent phone sex
Bloody Phone Sex Halloween
Bloody 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.
Halloween Gang Rape
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.
Tied and fucked
One of my daddy’s favorite ways to fuck me is to tie me up first. He likes tying me up and putting a ball gag in my mouth so that no matter how rough he or his friends get with me, I can’t scream, struggle or try to get away. When I’m tied up, I’m completely defenseless and at his mercy. He’s kept me tied to the bed for days at a time, only removing my gag to allow me to eat or drink just enough to keep from dying. Then he uses me as his little fuck toy. Manipulating my body so that he can fuck all of my holes and use his various floggers, whips, and chains on me. He only let me out of my bondage once he had gotten bored of having to go to the basement to feed and water me. I fear some day he’ll tie me up and leave me for good. He’ll get bored of me for good and move on to another hot young teen and have no use for me. Maybe he’ll sell me to one of his pervert friends, or if he’s feeling especially cruel, he’ll just leave me tied in the basement until I die.
Cold blooded babes
This girl caught my eye at school. She was subtle but always has her hair down. Black clothing and all. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place. Not knowing that I am into some violent shit. Maybe she is too. She told me that she doesn’t hang out with people like me. I told her not to judge a book by its cover. I am demented just like you. She came over and we both got so high on whip its and started punching each other in the face. I all of a sudden became so horny I want her to cut me a few times. The way the knife feels on my skin makes my cunt wet. She wanted to lick my blood and heal my already wounds. I had gashes and she wanted to kiss me everywhere. I planned on tieing her up and scaring her. But all I could think about was getting tied up myself.
Choked
I can’t cum unless I’m being beaten, force fucked, tortured, or abused in some way during sex.This makes me feel so guilty even though it makes my pussy so wet. I decided to schedule and appointment with a therapist and see if he could help me become more like a normal girl.
I went to his office and sat on a couch in front of him and began to tell him about my dark and wicked desires. About how the only thing that gets my pussy wet and clit throbbing is when I’m in pain somehow or when I’m being humiliated and abused. I told him about the sick and nasty things I’ve done or let men do to me, like going to glory holes and sucking cock after cock or being a cum slut for my daddy and his friends. While I was talking and telling him about these things, I could feel my panties getting moist. The more I described my desires, the wetter I became. My therapist listened to me with rapt interest and never said a word, just jotted a few things down. That’s when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Seeing that sent me into a frenzy of desire. I spread my legs on the couch and leaned back and began to play with my dripping cunt. He continued to watch me for a while before standing up and walking over to his desk and pulling out a rope. He stepped behind me and wrapped the rope around my neck. He tightened more and more until it felt like my eyes would pop. The whole time, my cunt was on fire with desire. He continued to tighten it until my vision went black and I passed out.
When I awoke, I was laying naked on the floor of his office. There were huge bruises and burns on my neck from where the rope had been. My pussy was swollen and sore, and when I moved a trickle of blood and cum flowed out. He had choked me out and then had his way with my limp lifeless body and then left me to wake up naked and alone on the cold floor. On the ground next to me was a business card with an appointment scheduled for next week.
Punishment
I’ve been bad. Master says I need to learn manners. I’ve been trying tirelessly to escape but every time I’m found, they inflict harsh punishment on my pussy and asshole. I don’t know why I still try, maybe if I am a good slave, they’d be nicer. But I doubt it. Because even when I’m being the perfect piggy fuck slave, they leave my cunt throbbing in pain and my asshole bleeding. I won’t lie, I’ve begun to maybe even like it a little. My body involuntarily writhes in orgasm after orgasm no matter how rough they are. My cunt has been conditioned to enjoy it. Yesterday, I tried to run again. Master did not like this one bit. He dragged me by my hair into the filthy bathroom and pissed into the fecal ridden toilet. He forced me onto the floor and shoved my head deep into the revolting water. I struggled for air as he shoved his cock deep inside my asshole reopening wounds and scratches deep inside my rosebud. I struggled for air and just when I began to feel as if I would pass out, he’d pull my head back out to catch what little air I could then force me back in. My face and hair dripped with shit and piss as he violently destroyed my asshole. My knees scraped on the concrete floor. And once again, my cunt throbbed in painful orgasm. Over and over again.
Gangbang Rape Porn Star
You watch gangbang rape porn, don’t you? You like watching women get sodomized, covered in cum and used for the pleasure of men. I love making dirty little films. I don’t really make them for fun. Usually, I do them to score some drugs or money to buy drugs. Last night, I made one just because I was too fucked up to know what the fuck was going on. Seriously, I was high on some pure cocaine that I got from some black men. I guess after watching me get high, they decided to have some fun. The only way I knew that was that I woke up covered in cum and they left me a video on my phone. I entertained about a dozen black men. My ass is showing it too. It prolapsed. There are pics of them pulling on my prolapse like it was a tail. At one point, there was a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. They put coke on it and sniffed it off. WTF? How do I not remember any of it? I guess it has been awhile since I have had that good of coke, but according to the video, I earned it and then some. They fucked the crap out of me, stretched my holes with their big black cocks. They came on me, punched me, pissed on me and passed me around like candy. From the look on my face, I enjoyed every moment, even the pain. I am such a sick bitch.
Force Fucked Sex Slave
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.
Torture Sex for Being a Bad Drug Mule
Torture sex is what she said I needed. I was supposed to sell some coke for her. I was a mule, smuggling a bunch of powder in baby bottles on a recent trip. I kept a bottle for myself and she noticed when the money was off. She didn’t believe me when I told her I must have miscounted, and the buyer shorted me. She knows I am a dirty coke whore. I decided it was better to come clean then to keep on lying. She is an evil mistress. She slapped my face a few dozen times, then sucker punched me in the gut. When I fell over, she stripped my clothes off and shoved the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass. This plug looked like it was better suited for an elephant not a coked up whore like me. She called in some assistants and they helped her assault all my fuck holes. Holly fuck it felt like I was being torn apart which is hard to do when you are an old whore like me. I didn’t think they could gape my fuck holes any more than they already were, but I was wrong. By the time they were done, I was walking like I did a barnyard show. I learned a valuable lesson though. Never steal from a Mexican drug dealer. Later I found out I was lucky it was her, because if I had done that to her brother, my body would have been chopped up and fed to the coyotes.