Just another day in the life of a gangbang rape porn druggy whore. I was sharing fantasies with this dealer I know. I do not go to him often, but when I do, I must tell him a dark fantasy that I have. Usually, I must tell him while he is skull fucking me. Last week, I made up a story about a gang bang in a club. Honestly, I was just rehashing the Jodie Foster in Accused gang fuck on a pinball machine scene in The Accused movie, LOL. I just said pool table instead. I wanted coke. I did not want to have a true confession talk. I got my coke and forgot all about him until last night when I was at my local dive bar. I go there all the time. Most of the working-class Joes have coke or weed and they share. I know a lot of them, but last night, it was a bunch of new faces. My high ass thought maybe I was at the wrong bar. I had a few drinks and was about to leave when a guy wanted to buy me a shot. I did that shot with him and the next thing I knew, I was being dragged by my hair to the back room kicking and screaming. I wanted nothing to do with these new men. They started exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with me on the pool table almost verbatim the way I described it to the drug dealer who wanted a dark fantasy before he would give me coke. I knew in my fucked-up head that he was behind this. They even sodomized me with beer bottles like I described. I was screaming for help. No regulars in the bar. It was all strangers who had no problem fucking all my holes with their cocks, fists and beer bottles. I am a taboo queen. I do a lot of coke and fucked up shit for coke, but this was some fucked up shit this guy did to me. He took a dark fantasy I confessed to him that was not even my fantasy and made it a reality. One I will never forget. I was their ass rape porn star for 45 minutes of hell. I need to be careful which true confessions I share with dealers.
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