Murder phone sex fantasies is how the call begins as the game intensifies there is much more to pain and suffering then I realized. …I am to be their fantasy rape little whore. There is nothing I can do to lessen or halt the bad things that are going to occur. These bastards can do anything they want to do to me. Including killing me. It is the way things are in the hood. Mess up and pay with your life. I know they are going to fuck me I watched them as they fucked my brother and mother before they brought me here. No mercy nothing. I see the cane in your hand you bring it down to my chest. Everything must have a reaction and you have promised me that by the end of night you will get one out of me.
The strikes move lower across my stomach and abdomen. My skin turns red from the pain as every blow is delivered to my body. My endorphins kick in and I am somehow able to fight against the pain. I am sure if you put your hand to my pussy I will automatically cum. There is something about pain that causes a natural reaction in the body to produce orgasm. Pulling your arm back you strike me with such force that my body shakes. I begin to cry as you reach for the lash. I nearly hang limp in my bindings. Picking up two nipple clamps you attach them to my tits.
They tell me they are going to fuck me in the ass. Another whore in the room is busy licking and sucking on one of the others. A command is given and the whore starts to bury her face in my ass. Giving me a nod you tell me to snap her neck. In your world whores do not live long they only exist to be murdered for sexual pleasure. Giving me the dildo I know what you want me to do. I thrust it in her ass becoming the aggressor. This bitch is a virgin I can fill her pussy being pulled wide and her hymen being torn open. Grabbing the club and positioning it around her throat, I fuck her harder thrusting into her watching her struggle. It cuts off not only the blood flow but the air supply. I see the trickle of blood rushing out of her nose and lick it off as I have been taught. You smile at the amusement of having me kill for you. I then lay in position with my ass cheeks spread apart ready for you fuck me in the ass. “It is time for your death whore.” I want to scream shout anything! But as they say Nigger whores ain’t got no soul in this game! As I end the call with this caller my pussy is on fire and I am spent from exasperation! I can’t wait to talk again!
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