The gang keeps me locked in a room with nothing in it but a bare mattress on the floor. The only light came from a hole in the foil lining the window. I was completely naked with dried cum stains all over my body. Every 20-30 minutes a new gangbanger walks in with an erect cock ready to fuck. It hurt at first when the gangsters fucked me in the ass, but now I hardly flinch. Dried vomit is on my chin and chest because they force their big dicks into my throat too far. When my old man gave me to the gang I fought back by scratching and biting but they always made me regret it. At one point, I was partially blind from two black eyes so I learned to stop fighting. I give them what they want so they’ll cum fast and leave me alone. I’ve learned a special trick with my tongue that makes the thugs come really fast. Sometimes they make me smoke crack to keep me submissive. I haven’t seen real daylight in weeks, it’s like I’m in hell.
Category: Violent phone sex
Gangbang Nightmare Ch.2
Bitch better pay me
Fucking Blair owes me thousands of dollars right now, bitch got her party on and thinks I’m just gonna let her play for free?? That ain’t how life works no matter what that fucking crack whore thinks! She can’t just throw that pussy at me either cus I am not a man I don’t give a fuck about her old pussy… but if she ain’t gonna pay me I damn sure will be putting that pussy to work. I had to go to her house to get her cus she was ducking all my calls, she knew I was pissed off and she was scared, or at least she should have been scared. She was so high that she offered no resistance when I dragged her out the house, bitch didn’t even start complaining until I got her back to my place! First thing she asked for was a bump but instead I gave her chains. Locked that bitch up nice and tight and then started off fucking her old ass pussy with a red hot poker. She squealed like a lil piggie and begged me to stop but I was just getting started! I pulled that poker out of her burnt up cunt and shoved in my biggest sandpaper dildo just to really rub that skin raw then I invited over all kinds of men to fuck that raw pussy. I sold her off for 5 bucks a fuck, until her debt was paid, the rest I let fuck her for free! Hope that bitch learned not to fuck with me!
Home Invasion Phone Sex Snuff Film
The lines of reality and fantasy were blurred and it seemed like a horrible but dementedly erotic dream that had me awaking so fucking wet. Then I realized the wetness was blood and I was battered, bruised and sore all over and bleeding from a home invasion phone sex snuff filming from the looks of a note left. I survived this? I look at my phone and there was a video link sent to me…
I view the video and to my disbelief it’s me being fantasy raped in a snuff film gangbanged by multiple BBC cocks and they are ripping my holes into a bloody mass of destructive fucking and I am passed out from the intense shock and pain when 2 big nigger penises slam my cunt hole ripping it wide open as my ass is being sodomized by a nigger cock the size of a fucking soda can. I have no idea how it is I am alive still.
Stranger Danger 3
The man was very particular in the places he would touch and others he would beat relentlessly. He had spent no time cutting my clothes off so he could see all of me. I asked him once what his plans were, he said I was too pale. He was going to add color to me. He made two very deep cuts on each of my sides, each causing me to let out a high pitch scream. This angry him so he decided to gag me when hitting me didn’t keep me quiet enough. I could feel fiery pain all through my body as he got behind me and grab a hold of my ass. I felt his fingers entering my tight ass and then aggressively shoving his cock in. He reached around and his hands grabbed directly on the slits he made on my sides as he would forcefully pull my body hard into him. My screams muffled by the gag at the sharp pain from the tearing of my skin.
My snuff movies were called Killing Francis
My snuff movies were called “Killing Francis” and I just made the latest installment. Francis is a very weak little man, barely 5′ 7″, he weighs no more than 140 pounds soaking wet and he looks like a weak little bitch. He didn’t even protest while I tied him up, all he did was cry! He didn’t beg for help, he could see all those people crowded around to watch him die and the little wimp just accepted his fate. He cried while I beat him, he cried while he bled and eventually he even begged for his life… but it was far too late for him to save himself. I just kept beating him while the crowd chanted “Kill Francis! Kill Francis!” over and over and in the end he died the way he lived, a broken wimpy little bitch of a man.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies
I have home invasion phone sex fantasies. What about you? The idea of a stranger breaking into my home while I sleep and forcing himself on me gets my cunt wet. When I was a little girl, something similar happened to me while I was spending the night at a friend’s house. We were all asleep, when the family dog started barking. My friend and I were sleeping in her bed. We got up to peer through the door to see what the noise was about. We saw masked men holding a gun to her mother’s head. Her parents were insisting they were home alone in the house, so I took my friend and hid her. I was smart enough to know those strangers would come looking for a little girl or boy in the house. Let them find me instead. When they dragged me out to the living room, I called the Nelsons mom and dad. They only had one girl, so I pretended to be her. The truth was that even as a school girl, I had snuff porn fantasies. I wanted the armed men to hurt me. They made Mr. Nelson do sexual things to me thinking I was his daughter. I told “daddy” it was okay and to do what he needed to do to keep us safe. I think Mr. Nelson secretly enjoyed fucking my baby asshole because he had a huge boner as he force fucked my ass the way the armed intruders instructed him to do so. I think even Mrs. Nelson enjoyed the show. She was grateful I think that it wasn’t her own baby girl getting ass reamed. I cried and said it hurt, but I loved every moment of it. I survived that night obviously, so did the Nelsons. They were always indebted to me afterward and folks in town looked at me as a hero. Really, I was just a kinky little pain slut even way back then.
Daddy Daughter Snuff
Violent phone sex stories from a snuff Whore:
Your wife was sleeping, you heard noise in the basement and came to check it out. It was just me wanting to play again. Your hardcore text made me want to come play. I was naked and had my ass spread open. I wanted that pierced dick in my ass. I needed to get you ready to act out your raging fantasy. I promised I would do this for you. You said your wife never gave her ass to you, but you drugged her and took it tonight. As you fucked my ass you told me how much better my tight ass was on your dick. Your sweet daughter surprised us and I grabbed her and cut off her clothes. I bent her over the washer and held her down while playing with her cunny to get her ass wet. I demanded you destroy her ass as she screamed and kicked. Blood was dripping from her sweet ass hole around your cock. We could leave no witnesses so I wrapped my hands around her throat as you stayed in her ass fucking her. He head bobbed to the side as you came in your dead daughters’ ass.
Beat that bitch dead

Take it
Give me the dick and make me take it , watching rape porn and snuff makes my body shake. My pussy gets so wet. I just want to be treated like the nasty little human I am. Use me up and fill all my holes. My body should be leaking of fluids. Blood and pussy juices. Giving you the choice to do what ever you want to body, I don’t have control over myself, you do . I really need someone to remind me of why I am a whore daily. Low key love to hear that shit. Degrade me and make me sweat, and hurt. Beat me down until I cant breathe. If you have to some how ring me back to life after fucking me , and fucking me up so good, then great if not oh well . I was just a slut who had all my holes ripped and beat up anyways.
Snuff and Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex sounds tame at first. It is often Fifty Shades of Gray; however, when you are a dirty whore like me, it is never tame. I woke up in a basement yesterday morning. I was naked and tied up. That is not the name of a reality show. It is my life. I hang with an unsavory crowd. I am related to an unsavory crowd too. My step son hates me. Always has and likely will never grow to like me. He can be a sadistic son of a bitch when he wants to be. He had some gambling debts he couldn’t resolve, so he sold me to some mob wannabe loan sharks to settle a debt. These boys were Guido types with no regard for human life. My step son told them to make a snuff porn with me and use the profits to settle his debt. I am not sure how I got from my place to this basement, but I am sure I was drugged somehow. I pleaded for them to let me go. I tried to appeal to their love for their mother but that didn’t work. If anything, it made them want to hurt me more. They whipped me. They used electric shock on me until I was drenched in sweat and piss. They punched me. They force fucked my ass. I asked if they were going to kill me. I honestly thought they had every intention of snuffing me out. One of them told me they planned to rent my body out for abuse, so they could maximize the profit off my body. “Men pay good money to do anything to an old whore and get away with it. You’ll be dead soon enough Blair,” he laughed. I think I prefer a swift death over torture sex any day.