Snuff phone sex fantasies often cum true for a druggy soccer mom from the suburbs. This coked up mom gets herself in so much trouble. But I am like a cat. I have 9 lives. Well, maybe 8 after what happened on the weekend. I went to see a different drug dealer. I never went to this guy before, but I know another druggy soccer mom who uses him regularly. She vouched for him. Turns out she set me up for a fix. And I cannot blame her. I have done the same thing and worse just to get high.
Although this man turned out to sell coke too, his primary source of income comes from his underground snuff movies. He likes to torture soccer moms. Maybe he has his own mommy issues to work out. Or perhaps the demand seems high for soccer mom snuff flicks. This guy turned out to be very sadistic. Maybe even more sadistic than my stepson.
One of These Days My Nine Lives Will Run Out
First, he had me on my knees with my hands tied behind my back. He skull fucked me until I puked. And like a dog who just pissed the rug, he pushed my face in it and forced me to clean up my mess. With puke breath, he used a cattle prod to shock my tits. And the pain of the electric currents going through my body made me lose control of my bladder. And just like he did with my puke, he forced me to lick up my own urine. Gross. But I had no choice really.
I am smart enough to understand you do not say no to a man holding a taser. Eventually he strung me upside down so my body hung from the rafters. He continued to shock my body, but he paid the most attention to my cunt and asshole. At one point he fucked my ass with the cattle prod on its highest voltage causing me to thrash about and piss uncontrollably.
The torture sex went on for hours before he let me go and gave me coke. And I do not know if I should slap my fellow soccer mom or hug her for the referral. His coke is good enough to make me forget the torture.