My ass hole has been taking a lot of damage lately. Master has decided that it is his favorite fuck hole. I guess I would rather feel the wrath of his cock inside me than not at all. Master decided that he wanted to make his own ass rape porn. My ass hole was so soar that would be what it was too. I begged him to please stop and give me a rest. He was begging to tear me apart. That was all that he needed to hear. He spread my ass cheeks wide and forced his cock inside me. I screamed out trying to push him off of me. He began to grunt louder and wrapped his big hands around my throat. I scratched at him trying to get my throat free from his hold. Tears ran down my face, I knew this was it, today was the day he was going to kill me finally. I began to be filled with a very euphoric feeling. I passed out, and woke up to a cold sting all over my body. Master had thrown me into an ice bath. My body shook heavily and I tried to get a grip on the edge of the tub. My lungs panted hard trying to regulate their breathing. I flipped out of the tub, my naked body curled up into the fetal position onto the floor. My body would not stop shaking as I lay in a wet puddle on the bathroom floor. He did not kill me, he kept me alive. I cried hard wishing that it would had been the end of my suffering.
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Torture Sex Devices
I was alone in the basement, staring at all of the various torture devices that were all over the basement. I thought to myself which one is the one that is the worst? Floggers, although can deal a very nasty sting when felt across the belly are nothing really. Cages, in any form and shape are very uncomfortable. A great deal of torture can be given through the rungs of cages. Ass cheeks can be penetrated by force the victim can not even collapse down on their belly. However cages still are not the worst. I would have to say that neither are racks. Gags can be deadly and dangerous in most forms. Ball gags and gags that prohibit your mouth from breathing cause a heavy risk of choking on your vomit. There does not leave much room for torture when immediate death takes place. So that rules out knife play and guns. Electrical torture is just awful. When my body gets zapped into submission with something like a cattle prod the pain is unbearable. The sharp sting immediately runs over every
part of my body and to the tips of every nerve ending. My skin at the point of impact instantly aches and is raw and sore. The next worst in the large selection of torture devices is a tilt chair and water tank. Not only the stink of water filling your chest burns. The feeling of water coming from my nose as my throat is filled with a hard cock upon surfacing hurts more than anyone could know. The best sexual torture device are ropes. Depending on the texture of the rope depends on the dominates feelings towards their submissive. Master is mad at me and my knots have been made of an awful jute rope that tears at my skin. The way he binds me to use me any way he pleases is almost sensual. He can bind more than just my wrist or breast. And the complexity and detail in his knots keep me secure and in place. I used to look forward to him when he would pull out his nylon rope, and my pussy would become wet with excitement. Now he pulls out the jute rope I live in fear of his sexual torture.
Credit, Cash, or Cum
It was a rainy Saturday and I was out of lube, batteries and nose powder so I headed down to the adult toy store in search of supplies.
I was over by the whips and chains section when this guy came up behind me and told me I was looking at the wrong one. He put a collar around my neck and gave the attached chain a yank. It jerked my head a little but snapped right off.
“See,” he said, “You need this one.” as he fit it very tightly around my neck.
He gave that one a sharp yank and my body was slammed to the floor!
I had no idea who this guy was but I think it was safe to say he was flirting with me!
I started to get up off my knees but he stomped his foot in the middle of my back pinning me down!
What the fuck mister! I like it rough but we are in the middle of the damn store!
He jerked the chain again, pulling me up off the floor and onto my knees. His meat was already out and he shoved it in my face!
People were starting to gather around and guys were lining up with their cocks in hand!
Why the hell weren’t they stopping him!
He handed the leash to the guy next to him so he could use both hands to hold my head as he fucked my face! I couldn’t breath! He was shoving his cock so far down my throat!
Some guy grabbed a huge dildo and rammed it in my ass while these other guys took turns force fucking my mouth. I guess the store must have been out of lube to because he sure as fuck didn’t use any! He was tearing my ass as he shoved that dildo in my tight little hole!
The third guy was about to take his turn in my gaping mouth, but just as he pulled my head back by my hair, I hurled the other others guys cum all over his shoes!
The guy fucking my ass with the fake dick shoved my face into the cum puke and told me to eat it! He wouldn’t let go until I had licked it back up off his shoes! He was telling me that I was an ungrateful little whore! That I needed to learn to appreciate what was given to me!
They took turns force fucking my ass with fake cocks and shoving their meat down my throat! Each one dumping their load and filling me full of thick cream!
I was so tired from being jerked and yanked and fucked. I think I must have passed out.
When I finally woke up, I was still laying on the floor naked and covered with more sticky cum! There was a sign next to me that said “Cum on the whore and save 25%”!
I managed to pull myself up off the floor and stagger to the door. The snot nosed brat behind the counter tosses me a bag with lube, batteries and nose candy!
He told me that it was my pay for the night and to be back by 7 for the next shift!
Guess I got what I came for!
Violent Phone Sex School Torture
He left me chained to the toilet that night. He made me open my mouth so he could use it as his own personal urinal whenever he needed to take a piss. That morning though he made me get all dressed up in my uniform. He made me do my hair and told me to get ready we were going out. My heart began to race; I feared he was taking me from the house so that he could kill me and dispose of my body properly. My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest. When we pulled up to the school I was relived and confused. I was certain that he would not be able to pull off anything murderous here of all places his employer. He ordered me to get out of the car and keep my mouth shut, informed me that he had his eyes on a new prize. I hung my head low and got out walking towards the door in my uniform. He placed his hand on my lower back and for moment I had chills run over my spine. When we got to his office he had me sit on the couch. Shortly after a student named Geneva walked into the room. She was cute and bubbly, probably thought she had something special with him like I once did. When she got in he ordered her to shut the door. She nodded to him without saying a word and closed it. He got up from his desk and grabbed her by her ponytail shoving her to the ground. She fell to her hands and knees whimpering. He ordered me to watch his as he abused he tight teen pussy. Twisting her hair into his hand he yanked her up and through. He laughed at her telling her he was going to give her something to cry about and lifted her skit and ripped off her panties.
He shoved his throbbing cock into her ass hole. She whimpered out loud gripping the edges of his desk. He ordered me to lick his ass hole as he thrust into her, tears running down her cheeks and over his desk calendar.She whimpered for him to stop, that it hurt as he tore her ass open. He pulled out and shoved himself into my mouth forcing his ass covered cock down my throat. It could taste the iron taste of blood on there from how he ripped her open. It made me smirk watching someone else get the brunt of his wrath. I took my fingers and began to probe them in and out of her soar bloody ass hole. He turned from my mouth and grabbed her by her hair shoving her face down to his balls as I continued to suck him cock. When he was ready he shoved her back to his desk and plowed into her cunt. He ripped open her shirt, buttons flying across the room. He took her breast into his hand and squeezed them roughly. He moved his hands to her throat squeezing it into his grasp. I reached under him and stoked his nuts as they began to get closer to his body. She gripped his wrists and turned from red to purple and then to blue as he came into her twat filling her with his load. He released her throat and she rolled to her side coughing and trying to fill her lungs again with oxygen. He grabbed her up by her throat and pulled her face close to his. “You got your A you stupid cunt.” He shoved her to the ground. She crawled to his feet groveling him, thanking him and kissing his shoes. He kicked her away and she gathered her stuff pulling on a sweater over her ripped top. She continued to thank his as she left from his office. I knew that this had been going on for a while and wondered how much longer he would need me for. My life was at risk now and he wanted me to know that. If it was not for being his snuff cash cow I would be gone already, and one day it would be end scene for real.
Hardcore Rape Porn Fantasies Now On DVD
I keep saying I want to get into my own hardcore rape porn fantasies production company. Not your run of the mill snuff either, I am wanting some real extreme rape porn that would make you squirm. My collection of my own private stuff is still relatively small. I have started to add more of a variety to what I am doing as well. Everything from ass rape porn to murder fantasies are displayed proudly on my media shelf in my dark basement room. My favorite are the little tiny p rapes where I get to take advantage of all the little brothers and sisters off the ass wipes who make my life what it is today. I love going on adventures with my daddies to swoop up and grab our latest catch. I have lots of Daddies and that is okay because they are each special in their own way.
They will each have their own sub categories in my snuff porn production company. One of my Daddies loves to make house calls to little skanks around my age. We watch them and figure out their schedule. We get to learn their parents schedule too. Than when we are nice and ready we wait for her parents to be gone and presto murdero bitch is getting a dick in her ass and my knife to her throat. It gives me such a rush knowing that her parents could be showing up any time and catch us too. She thinks they will as she begs like the pathetic little slut she is “Daddy, Daddy…” Stupid bitch, Daddy is here and tearing your add hole wide open while he fucks your ass with his cock and his glock. Ha Ha, My Daddy is so silly, I shall call this movie Glock on cock and it will sell well with all of my p friends. I can see the movie being such a big hit, and being a great producer, real hands on.
Cassandra’s Hardcore Rape Porn Fantasies
Have you heard that old saying be careful what you wish for? Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy and his friends violated my ass repeatedly, I have been an anal whore who gets off on rape phone sex fantasies. Daddy is the reason I am a submissive slut today. I told one of my girlfriends about my hardcore rape porn fantasies. Girls tell each other everything; even our darkest secrets and fantasies. I guess she violated my trust and told her boyfriend about my naughty thoughts.
I was walking home from the club the other night. I got too drunk to drive. Well, too drunk to find my keys is more like it. My friend’s boyfriend Chris saw me teetering on my stripper shoes as I meandered down the sidewalk and offered me a ride home. He didn’t take me to my home, but his. I insisted he take me home, but he got really rough with me. Grabbed me by the hair dragging me up his front stairs. He shoved me inside his front door where I was grabbed by a few other men. I am a dirty slut, but I don’t fuck a friend’s man. Ho’s before bro’s is my motto.
His friends ripped my clothes off despite my kicking and screaming. Guess I was fighting too much so they tied me up. So tight I could feel the rope cutting into my flesh. Despite my pleas, they force fucked my ass and pussy, even skull fucked my face. Their cocks were so hard. I thought I would be wet because of my fantasies, but I was anything but wet. Because my pussy was dry, it felt like my pussy was tearing in two with every thrust. One guy asked if I was a virgin whore because I started bleeding. It hurt so bad I felt like a virgin again. All three took turns dumping cum in one of my fuck holes. I felt violated and ashamed.
After they each shot their seed in me, I thought it was over, that I could go home. Chris had other plans. “So you like to be force fucked do you Cassie,” he said in a creepy tone? His friend came out with a tray of all sorts of ominous objects to violate me with. A baseball bat; a whiskey bottle; a barbell; a lava lamp; a fraternity paddle; even his furry companion. “Let’s see how much you really enjoy those fantasies,” he said with a smirk. They force fucked my ass and cunt with things not meant to be inside a woman like that. My ass and pussy bled like a stuck pig. No lube, no saliva, just hardcore sodomy with huge objects. They laughed and giggled the entire time. I just cried and begged for mercy.
Finally, they finished with me. Untied me so I could clean up. It hurt to pee. My pussy was split in two. One of my labia lips was severed. My asshole had prolapsed. I was in gut wrenching pain. They were kind enough to call me a cab. I crawled into bed. Blood stained my sheets. All I could hear in my head was “be careful what you ask for. It just may come true.”
The Wrong Bar to Score Drugs
I knew the moment I walked in to score some coke, this was no ordinary bar. A wholesome looking soccer mom with a dirty habit stood out like a sore thumb in this leather biker bar. But, the bartender is known for having the best coke for the cheapest price in town. I tried to act like I fit in as I walked up to the bar, but I was shaking in my pumps. “You look like someone I want to abuse,” the bartender informed me. I felt eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. “I’m clearly in the wrong place,” I stammered. I pivoted on my heels to leave, but he grabbed me gruffly by my red mane, yanked me back. “Not so soon MILFY. I know what you want and I got what you need,” he seethed before slamming my face down on the bar.
Dizzy from the blow to my head, I teetered in my pumps until I collapsed over a table. Before I could regain my composure, strangers were pulling my clothes off. Dazed and confused, men violated my holes. I felt fists being shoved up my cunt and my ass. Men were pissing down my throat. I was being violated in the worst way. The creepy bartender came around me from behind. Grabbed my red locks so hard I thought my hair would pull out from the roots. He started force fucking my ass. I started to cry, but I got my mouth muffled with huge cock. “Nothing more we hate than soccer moms slumming for drugs,” he spewed. They used my ass as a cum dump for hours, my body as a punching bag.
When they were finished with me, they spit in my face, tossed me an eight ball and the bartender told me to get my skanky ass out of his bar. Battered, filled with cum, bloody, sore, humiliated, I crawled outside to my car where I guess I passed out. I woke up with WHORE written across my forehead in what appeared to be my blood. I knew that bar looked sketchy, but I needed a fix badly. At least I got it.
Starvation Humiliation
I knew if I wanted to eat this week that I would be required to perform well for your friends at your party. You left me alone in the room that locks from the outside and all night long I could hear the music playing and the men laughing. I could even smell the alcohol and hear them as they went down the hallway to take a piss every so often. I knew they were getting more and more intoxicated. Then they would be coming for me.
They come to your parties for the entertainment after all – and they know what is waiting for them once midnight comes. They pay their way in at the door and know that a once-beautiful little pain whore will be satisfying their cocks before they leave. I can hear them laughing and joking about what a worthless slut I am and cracking up at all your stories of the things you have done to me. The more gruesome the story, the harder they laugh, and I know you love the attention.
I feed your friends, they feed your ego, and then I will finally get fed. My stomach grumbles as I wait for the stroke of midnight. I hear the clock start to chime and I know its time to make sure I am wet and ready for all the cocks that will be cumming for me tonight. The doorknob turns and I can see a little through the dim light in the room. Its a huge man and he is already undoing his pants. His cock falls out below his giant belly and I can smell his drunken sweat from across the room. He lays down on the bare mattress and calls me a whore.
I climb on top of him and he tells me to put his cock in my ass. I obey him because I know I have to. He is disgusting, but I have to pretend to like it as he sinks his hard-on into my tight ass. The pain sears through me as he pounds my ass mercilessly. His cum shoots up inside me and starts dripping down my thighs. No sooner is he off the bed, than another man comes through the door. He is no better than the first, a gross pig of a man, but he will have a gorgeous little fuck doll tonight. He grabs me and has his way, and I hate myself for it, but I need to eat….
Torture Sex leads to Castration phone sex
Torture sex is exactly what they will get along with their fucking little dicks castrated. That’s right these frat fucks think they can just trot the fuck in a place they DO NOT fucking belong and act like entitled little dicks. Well those little dicks won’t matter when I’m done with them. They think they’re some kind of special, well they are REAL special.
My entourage and I surround the meathead fucktards and took to showing them who’s in charge. A real bawdy mofo with the big mouth was my main focus. I kneed him in the nuts then I proceeded to kick him, dropping his ass. As the asshat was keeled over I took a bottle of 151 and poured in on him and took the lighter as though I was going to set him afire.
Yeah, I really wanted to smell his gross assed flesh burn and stink the place up, NOT! As the fear in his eyes made me fucking laugh I motioned for my guys to pull his ass up. They knew exactly what I wanted one held him up by his arms at hiis back. The other tied his ankles to the kickbar at the foot of the bar then bound his wrists behind his back and hooked him up to the post. The fuckhead was bound and upright as I unzipped his pants yanked my knife out and swung it open. Kneeling down keeping my eyes fixated on this dumb bastard I took the knife slowly along his ballsack. Taking sweet pleasure in torturing him as the blade draws droplets of blood along the base of his balls.
Once I have him whimpering like a bitch I press the shiny sharp tip of my blade right into the center of his balls. I slice right into them as another guy pours Tequila right along the cut. Once I have the ballsack slit open I remove the balls and drop them in a rocks glass. Topping the cocktail off with some gin and vermouth I take the glass and force his frat budy to drink. Forcing him to open his mouth and swallow the balls of his beloved fucktard frat bro I laugh in his face and stab my knife in his gut. Catching the spurting blood as I remove the blade I kneel down rubbing it all over my breasts.
As I finish torturing each one of the fucks with my knives my entourage situate each of them for their final demoralizing. I grab my biggest strap-on as the three of my guys with the biggest cocks work them nice and hard. It is the ass rape porn sodomization of these fucks filmed and live streaming for everyone to see. I take my first choice and my guys do the same as we destroy these asswipes of society.
They don’t deserve to live now do they?
Torture sex
I got recruited to do some hunting. I loved the hunt, the process. I needed to find one and just one I was told if I could find a good one I might even be able to help. I had found a few gals for this client in particular so I knew exactly what he was going to be looking for and the discretion he always required which was never a problem. I found one, she was super cute and I meant in the naive kind of way that girls had that have never left home and loved their daddies. On top of that was that she was really tiny and Asian, they had the best squeals. I knew the client would love her so I simply asked her to help me open my trunk with an arm full of groceries. All I had to do was hip check her 80 pounds ass into the trunk and with an eep she was in and it was shut. I blared my music loud to cover the screams and cries that were coming from her ad rove to the meet location. When I got there were five men in masks and suits. I pulled my cattle prod out from under my seat and held my keys in my other hand. I wanted to make sure I had the jump on her in case she tried pulling her little ass ninja skills bull shit. When I lifted the trunk she tried to jump out and was met with a quick zap of the prod. The guys behind me whisper with anticipation.
I pulled her from the trunk and carried her inside pausing to let my eyes adjust. I carried her over to the rack and tied her ankles and wrists in place. I was then met by my client who offered me extra money to meet the gentleman’s demands and participate in the action. I told him I would if they would put their seed in a cup for me to play with later. This was of course not a problem.
I went and hanged into my leather corset and boots and came back to little china lying on the table whimpering while all the men stood behind her. I jumped onto the table and crawled up towards her face like a cat on the prowl. She looked at me and begged me to help her. I slapped her across the face and I could hear the men get all riled up. I took a spider gag and placed it into her mouth. There were my favorite, that way the guys could fuck her face till she turned blue. She cried tears running down her face. I took my hand and wrapped them both firmly around her little throat and she gasped for breath. I encourage one of the gentlemen to please stuff her face so she wouldn’t scream to loud and climbed from the table.
I walked towards the end of the table to her rather hairy cunt. I spit my fingers and began to rub it. She was already getting wet. I took some clasp and pinned back her hairy lips so that you could see her little twat with its slit spread open. I could hear the gentlemen at the top grunting while she gagged and puked throwing up onto the floor. She cried for help, as I grabbed an electro want and began to give her little zaps on her clitty. She squealed like a little piggy and he body shook with every zap I gave her. One of the guys came to the back and stuck his dick into her ass hole. I put a riser under her hips to elevate it to him and tied her ankles to the table legs. One of the gentlemen took the rod from me and began to torment her nipples. I stood back as they sacrificed her every orifice to their sexual deviant desires. When they came they spit themselves into the cup like I wanted. I took care of her as they cleaned themselves up, slitting her throat and wrapping her in plastic for the disposal guy that my client used. I always insisted that I was more than capable but it was his preference to go this route which was not a problem. I Changed again and went back home to my basement room. I sat on my bed; my adrenaline was still pumping and began to pour the semen all over my body feeling its slickness against my skin. I played with my pussy remembering the screams of the bitch that was just sacrificed. I came and slept a devilish dream, who was going to be my next victim to slaughter.