He said I looked like a snuff porn whore. That should have been my clue. My red flag. I’m attracted to dangerous men. I felt powerless when our eyes locked at the club. I knew I was in for trouble, maybe even deadly trouble. I went into a private room with him. I don’t know why. I was afraid of him, but wildly attracted to him at the same time. He ordered me to strip for him. I did as I was ordered. I always do as I am told, even when it is detrimental to me. After I gave him a sexy dance, he put his cigarette out on my face. “You are too pretty for a whore,” he seethed. The pain was intoxicating. He punched me in the stomach so hard, I fell to the floor. I cowered in the corner like a scared animal. I was scared. He took off his belt. He beat me for what seemed like an eternity. “Why,” I asked? “Because I can, whore,” was his only reply. I was bloody, swollen and bruised. That was just the tip of the iceberg. He ushered in all the male patrons in the bar. “Free whore pussy,” he yelled before instructing the men to do whatever they wanted to me. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? I have been force fucked all my life. I have grown to like it. I have grown to expect it too.
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Ass Rape Porn Bar Gangbang
Ass rape porn is my favorite. I have always been an anal Annie. As a grown woman, I find more guys obsessed with anal torture than just a good hardcore ass fucking. I love it in the ass, but sometimes it is way more than I can handle. I went to my local corner bar for some fun Friday night. It is a total dive bar. A bar respectable women avoid, but everyone who knows me knows I am a far cry from respectable. If you are a chick in this bar, you want fucked or you want drugs. In my case, it is always both. The guys there just refer to me as the ginger whore. The moment I walk in, they buy me drinks because every regular patron there knows I cannot hold my alcohol for shit. After a few rounds of tequila, I am a gangbang rape porn star. My memory is a little sketchy about the other night, but my prolapsed ass tells me I had a good time. What I do remember is being bent over the bar while men sodomized me with beer bottles, pool sticks, cocks and fists. Pretty sure I passed out at some point, but that didn’t stop their fun. Why should it? A submissive whore doesn’t need to give consent, she is up for grabs. I woke up in the alley behind the bar. I was appropriately dumped by the garbage bin. Trash and broken glass all around me. It was raining. I was cold and wet. Oh, and naked. My clothes likely left in the bar. I guess they couldn’t wake me come closing time, so the bartender discarded me like trash. I could feel my asshole had popped out. That is the calling card of an anal sex whore. I live nearby, so I crawled home naked and cold. Took a hot bath and tried to piece together the night.
Teen Rape Porn – The Drinking Game
I am never drinking again. It was nice of those guys to buy me a few beers, but I swear, I don’t remember what happened last night. I remember them getting fresh, sliding hands up my legs, under my skirt, into my blouse. One of them kissed me several times. After all that, though, I draw a blank.
I have what I assume are rope burns on my wrists and legs that hurt like hell. My throat is sore as fuck, and there are bruises all around it, as well. I have cuts all over my body: my arms, legs, inside my thighs where my thighs meet my cunt, across my cunt. I feel like I’ve been stabbed in the back a few times, and I feel week as hell. Aside from the cuts across my cunt, my pussy and ass feel like they were pummeled by a battering ram all night long. I haven’t been able to sit down since I woke up. I find myself caged up with a couple of fur babies in a room that I can’t seem to see the exit to, and these furries are sniffing at me pretty hot and heavy. I’m getting pretty scared, but I don’t want them to sense it, so I’m trying to stay calm…
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I became a mans victim and have been trapped with him for a week now. He tells me that he loves making Molotov cocktails. I never knew what that was. He told me he has been eyeing the girl across the street. If I get her to come over here, then he will show me what it is and not do it to me. I of course take him up on that. He is very violent. I do not want to upset him.
I convince the girl to come over here. She gets here and the guy tapes her mouth up and the rest of her body. He drives to a gas station and spreads her ass and pussy. He starts pouring all the gas into her. He then plugs her up once he thinks she is full. She looks like she is going to explode, literally. We drive out to the middle of no where.
He lights her hair on fire and within minutes. BOOM. Her blood, guts, bones, and organs are everywhere. I can not believe he did that.
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I wake up still tied to the bed. I’m nausous and My head is very fuzzy. Did I see those fangs for real or was it just the blood loss causing me to hallucinate. It can’t be true. I wouldn’t be alive. The mistress comes into the room. She unties my wrist. They are bruised and sore. I rub them as I asked what happened. She just shrugs her shoulders throws me a dress and leaves. I untie my legs and go to the bathroom. I shower and shave. I slip on the dress. It’s beautiful! I’ve never seen a red silk dress in real life. It fits as if it was made for me. I lay my damp hair around my face and apply my makeup. My hair drys straight and I look gorgeous! I sit in the velvet chair next to the bed. My new master walks in. He smiles softly at me. I can’t get a read on this man. He tells me I look so delicious. No, that’s not weird at all. Maybe the fangs are real. He tells me he won’t tie me up if I’m a good girl. I agree to be good. He brings in dinner and feeds me. It’s amazing food and I was starving. He tells me to lay on the bed. I lay down as he positions himself between my legs… my heart is pumping profusely. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. He cuts my leg. Ouch! I can feel the blood running out. He starts to lick on it. The pain is throbbing up my leg. Then it stops. I look down. The cut is gone. What the fuck is going on. He licks the blood off his face. Then he spreads open my pussy lips…….(to be continued)
Fantasy Phone Sex – My Seducer
I picked up a boyfriend along the road very recently, and he joined me on my journeys. The other day, though, a man picked us up. It had been about 3 days since our last ride, and the man seemed nice enough; he was certainly handsome. We didn’t get very far before he slammed his fist into the side of my boyfriend’s face. I was in the back of the van, and I scrambled to get out, because I knew what was coming. The man was quick, though, and he caught me by the hair and threw me back into the van. I begged him to just let us go, even as he undid his pants and pulled out a nice big, thick cock. I couldn’t help the tears that started streaming down my throat as he grabbed me by the hair and forced my head to his shaft. He threatened the most horrible things if I didn’t suck his cock, so I did. I gave it my very best, too. It was a bit later that he turned me around and started slicking that cock up and down my slit. I couldn’t help that I was wet, but he tormented me for it before ramming his shaft inside of me. He fucked me so hard, pulling on my hair and sometimes even grabbing my throat to pull me back harder into him. He fucked me in different positions, and he fucked me so thoroughly that I started to really get into it, even begging him to fuck my ass. I left my boyfriend, that day.
Bondage Phone Sex Whore
Do you have bondage phone sex fantasies? I am a bondage whore. I love being tied up. I think it is the vulnerability I enjoy. Not knowing what might happen to me next. I met Brett at a bondage club. There are all sorts of rules at a club. We sparked, so we left the club and came back to his place. His bedroom was a BDSM palace. He had a bed designed especially for BDSM games. He chained me to the bar above the bed. I was worked up with anticipation of what might come next. But what came next was he left. He left his house with me chained to his bed. It seemed like eternity before I heard the door open again. But who walked into the bedroom was not a man I knew. It was not Brett. I asked who he was. He slapped me hard across the face, then choked me until I passed out. I woke up with his dick down my throat. Brett returned with a few more friends. What I thought would be some fun bondage games, turned into a gangbang rape porn. I was chained up and fucked in every hole. Some of the men forced booze down my throat until I was puking. I was a hot mess. Covered in puke and cum. His bed looked like a porn shoot with all the cum everywhere. Eventually the whips and chains made an appearance too. I should have stayed at the club. They have rules about the exchange of bodily fluids. Here I was a captive for a group of strangers using me as a human toilet and cum dumpster. They all passed out eventually, but I was still chained to the bar above Brett’s bed. I woke up the next day smelling of booze and sex. I was sore from my arms being suspended above me for almost 24 hours while fucked. I prayed they were done with me, but day two was just the beginning of a weeklong torture experiment.
Ivy gets off on Violent phone sex
He didn’t learn his lesson from last time. I growing tired of him begging for food, begging for water. He is so fucking needy. I told him upfront that I was a kinky bitch. I guess he didn’t believe me. When I brought him home he thought he was going to get into my panties… Well now he looks so cute in my panties. His cock is so tiny because he is so cold and scared. He should be. I don’t like crybabies. He keeps begging me that his wife is going to start looking for him, that he doesn’t want her to find out that he was trying to cheat. I smiled and asked him how many times he has cheated. He tried to tell me this was his first time. No way, he was smooth and knew what he was doing. I had no idea he was married. I shoved my thin heel into his tied-up balls and asked him again. He screamed out 10. I pushed harder and he screamed out 19. I smiled and asked him what number I would have been? He spit on my shoes and said 20. I slammed my thin heel into his balls, I got my fucking heel stuck in his nut sac. He was screaming so loudly, for a man he was a little fucking bitch. This twat wanted to cheat on his wife so bad, he was wreckless. Now he is ball-less… HAHAHAH!! I think I am going to teach him a lesson for cheating on his wife so much. He just might not have a cock left when I’m done with him.
Ass Rape Porn On A Dumb Bi-Sexual Cunt
One of my bartender buds consoled in me a need to set his fiance straight and thought ass rape porn would be perfect for starters. It seems this cunt had been playing on his sister and he walked in on the two of them fucking. Well, this isn’t going over well with Jimbo and I will set his bimbo cunt fiance right. I told him I couldn’t make any guarantees that she will be fuckable for him by the time I’m done. He told me he didn’t give a fuck he was done with that cunt and I could fucking snuff sex that bitch out.
Well we went to her place and he let us in, while he knew her to be asleep. I got my tools of the trade out with the first being the nice big and fucking rigged w/ big steel balls under the silicone sheath around the top of the dildo below the head. These fucking balls make for some great pain with the girth of this bitching 14 inches of fuck her cunt and ass up good times. I strapped it on and grabbed my brass knuckles with the quarter inch steel spikes on each finger hole. My boot knife unsheathed I tossed the covers from the whore and cut her fucking panties off.
I forced her legs apart and slammed my dick in her cunt hard and deep with a hot fucking dry fuck as I shoved a pillow over her mouth. I told Jimbo to shove his dick in the bitches mouth and shut her the fuck up. I dry fucked her cunt then jammed it in her ass and fisted her fucking cunt with the brass knuckles fucking ripping her snatch up. I had that bitch ripped the fuck up and hurting and the whole time I had my blade to her nipples drawing blood then clamped on some alligator clamps with a chain between them and yanked that chain as I thrust in her fuck holes. The bitch was put in shock and bled the fuck out. Jimbo is going to have to feed that tramp to the gators.
2 Girl Phone Sex Gets Brutal
Venus was a BDSM goddess, that’s for sure. She tortured me alongside the road for a bit longer, leaving welts, gashes, and bite marks at random. Then, she took me back to what I assume was her place. If I’d thought the torment was over, I got a lesson really quickly. She carried, physically carried, me into her place and straight into what looked like a dungeon of horrors. There were chains everywhere, hooks, blades, cattle prods, fireplace pokers, and a wide array of other nefarious-looking items. She laid me down on a table in the middle of the room, and made sure that my bound hands were secured. She proceeded to grab various instruments to beat, poke, and otherwise torture me with. At one point, she even set one of the fireplace pokers into what could only be called a brazier of smoldering coals. She used the shape to brand me before poking the rod into my side deep enough to leave a cauterized gouge mark. She knew exactly how to make me scream, and every scream that I uttered drove her to want another. Finally, she brought out this massive machete-type blade, and I couldn’t help but groan in terror. She slowly slid it into my cunt and proceeded to fuck me with it, slicing into my flesh with every slow stroke. I could feel myself slowly starting to bleed out from all of the damages….