He Gave Me Domination Phone Sex

He said I needed domination phone sex. I explained that I was trying to be an accomplice now. I have paid my dues and earned my freedom. He smacked me hard across the face because he thought I was getting too big for my britches. He said, “Once a whore, always a whore.” The more I pleaded, the harder he hit me. He was in a mood. He released me from his clutches last year. I earned my freedom fair and square, but when he gets into a mood, there is no reasoning with him. Even the sex trade industry has suffered shortages. He has lost a few key operatives who help kidnap young girls to keep the business thriving. He told me, he needed to use me for a client. I quipped that I was too old for his clientele, and he smacked my face. He said this one client prefers used up old whores. When I tried to explain that I was neither old nor used up, he put a ball gag in my mouth. He told me to shut up and take care of his client. Men who prefer women like me, usually have snuff sex on the brain. This man just needed a punching doll. He wanted a fight, and the younger girls are too scared to fight. Not me. I put up a fight even though I am scared. I want to live. This client of my former master was a sadist. He burned me with cigarette ashes. He fisted my ass.  He used a taser on me. He punched me hard in the stomach. So hard that I puked. He pushed my face down in the vomit and made me lick it up. Four hours of hell. I survived though even if barely. I have a cracked rib, two black eyes, burns and bruises all over my body and bloodied swollen fuck holes. I thought my days of snuff porn were over, but just like that, I was pulled back in.

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