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Monster I’ve Become

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Today I got see what it was like looking from the inside out. I see another girl being brought down. She looked smaller than me, more fragile and broken. She was crying and scared. I felt pity for her because I knew what was to come and I knew what she going to be put through. I felt so bad for her but then I felt relief because it meant that I was going to get a break and I wasn’t going to be abused today. I got to watch all those men abuse her. I watched her holes being filled. I watched her cry and I wanted to cry with her because I felt her pain. I kind of was being turned on though. What does that make me? My pussy being wet watching hers being pounded deep, her mouth being full and her ass dripping with cum. I watched all her holes being abused and I wanted to cum. What kind of monster am I becoming?

All Tied Up

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He was alone this time. He had me tied in multiple places. My legs were spread open to where I couldn’t close my legs. My arms stretched out and tied to the ceiling. He said he was going to gag me but then changed his mind. He says he loves hearing me scream and cry when he is shoving his hard cock deep inside of me. He really loves it when I beg for mercy. I beg him for no more. I don’t know how much more my poor abused pussy can take. I don’t even know how long I have been here. The days run together and I have no sense of time. It’s nothing but darkness in this basement. I’ve pretty much forgotten what the sun looks like or feels like on my skin. I just hope as long as I keep him cumming and be a good girl, that maybe one day, I might get to go home.

The Final Installment

Taboo phone sexI was half dead when I heard the door open. I didn’t know what else he could do to me but I knew this would be the end. My abused body couldn’t take much more!

He yanked me off the floor and put me back in the restraints. This time, I did not fight.

He grabbed me by the neck and then let his fingers run down my bruised tits and belly. he slid his fingers between my thighs and started to rub my dried of snatch. Then without warning, he shoved his fist inside as if he was trying to punch my cunt! I screamed in pain and he just laughed.

It was the most pain my poor hole had ever felt! He kept fisting me until I pissed the last drop of fluid that was left in me! The piss stung my raw cunt as he stood and dropped his pants.

My eyes were blurry from the tears but I could still see that massive strap on that he was wearing!

He lifted my legs off the floor and and started fucking my ass and pussy at the same time.  The weight of by body hanging there forced his fuck sticks even deeper in my holes.

I tried to  close my eyes and wait for him to finish but it seemed to go on forever. My body had gone beyond pain as I became numb.

Just when I thought he had fucked the life out of me, he started to cum! He tore the restraints open and I fell to the floor just in time for him to once again drown my in cum and piss.

He stood and thew my keys at my naked limp body as he left. I slowly crawled out the door with all the energy I had left.

I heard him talking to a girl as a slithered past the door to the shop. He was explaining to his next victim that they “have a great payment plan”! But I just continued, naked and beaten as I crawled into my car and drove away without looking back!

Installment Payment #2

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It has been hours since the mechanic left me in this room. My body is sore and mutilated And I think I might die in here!

Then I hear the door open!

It’s him! The light hurts my eyes and I can’t hardly see but he is holding something that looks like a drill!

He walks over and yanks the filthy panties out of my mouth. I start to whimper and beg him for something to drink.

Then he back hands me and splits my lip!

He finally unhooks the restraints and my limp body falls to the floor.

I can hear the drills start to hum as he plops his naked ass on my face, suffocating me with his smelly fat balls! I try to move to catch some air but he is too strong!

Then I feel it! My tiny dehydrated ass is being turn apart by the drill! But he is not done! He stuffs a second one in my tiny shit hole, fulfilling his ass rape fantasy!

At this point his fat cock is choking me as he rides my face and all I can do is lay there.

He kept saying, “Eat it bitch! It’s the only meal you’re going to get!”

I did as I was told and swallowed every but of that chunky cock spit. And then swallowed the vomit when I threw it back up in my mouth.

He stood up and gave me a golden shower as he told me what a filthy whore I was and then laughed as he turned and locked the door.

My body just laid there in the piss and blood. But I did not mind. I was just happy to be alive. At least for now.

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex Abducted By Daddy

It was a perverts dream setting. I was abducted for a kidnapping phone sex ring of useless bimbos. I was filmed and and it was played live on cam sites that were on the dark web. I was forced to take calls while all kinds of violent porn was being played and they all involved me. I was the victim and victimized as a filthy little tramp. It was in these films that my body was tortured, bruised, violated and cut up. I was a bloody mess and fed heroin and other opiates as they continued to use my ripped up ravished and bloody body for their snuff films that their callers got to watch. I was served this way for a week. My vacation became a horror movie the moment I stepped off the plane in Italy. I was taken to the filthiest toilets and made to take many cocks. Filthy unwashed and uncut cocks violated me while I was used as their ashtray. They all reeked or cigarettes and booze. They toilets were the hotspot for this viral outbreak. I don’t expect to live and I never dreamed they would actually let me return home. 

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Gangbang Rape Porn Encounter

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn seems more popular in the age of Covid. I think more men are feeling stressed and angry. That means they need a whore to abuse. I am usually that whore. I was with this Tinder date the other night. I was sipping on a fruity drink as we ate dinner. We were at his place since no restaurants are open to capacity. That was what I remembered last. I woke up in a dungeon. Like what the fuck. This was a fuck date not a submissive whore date. I saw no one, and I heard nothing. It was dark and damp. I was bound and gagged. Suddenly, I saw a white strobe light flashing. I could see shapes. Then out of nowhere, emerged a group of men. They were dressed funny and chanting. Latin, I think. OMG, I thought to myself, I was going to be sacrificed for some Satanic ritual. The Tinder guy told his clothed friends to fuck me. They pinned me down and forced their cocks in my holes. I still did not know if I was just an ass rape porn star for the night or if I was being sacrificed. As they violated me, I thought to myself how could I be part of a satanic ritual? I was not young nor a virgin. Maybe the cloak and dagger look was to protect their identity. They were violating me against my will. I tried to go someone where else in my mind while they tortured my ass with their fat cocks. My fuck holes were drenched in cum, gaped open, swollen, even bloody. They prolapsed my ass. I had been bound and gang banged for folly. Just some horny men who needed to burn off some steam, and I walked right into their trap. My Tinder date from hell dumped my battered, cum filled body in an alley like garbage. But I survived.

Torture and Bondage Phone Sex with an Evil Bitch

bondage phone sexAs a bondage phone sex whore, I mostly have female masters. There are a few exceptions. Ella is a beautiful bad ass bitch. I cannot help but give into her.  We met years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female master there. The rest of us girls were just submissive whores up for the taking. She took a liking to me because she found me beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am not a princess. I know my place. Ella called me last weekend because she was jonesing for some hardcore BDSM action. All the underground clubs are closed until further notice. I was happy to be her pet for an hour, a day or an eternity. She brought me a diamond encrusted dog collar. She put a leash on me and walked me around my block before play time. My neighbors saw it. It was so humiliating. When we got back inside, she told me that in medieval times, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with this archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture sex devices. I was scared. I thought this was just some basic BDSM fun. She wanted to hurt me. She had pliers, scissors and a host of sharp objects. Ella is a dominant bitch, but I met her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped my nails and toes in hot sulfur which loosened the nail from my flesh. It also loosened the flesh from my bones. My screams could pierce ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. Nothing in my BDSM world prepared me for the pain of this barbaric practice. I learned a painful lesson. Never try to be prettier than your Master. I will never make that mistake again.

Bondage Phone Sex to Break a Bitch

 

bondage phone sexI am no stranger to bondage phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am a bitch. I get full of myself sometimes because I work in a high-end gentleman’s club. The men there treat me like a princess. They spoil me with money, attention and gifts. Master likes me working there because of the money I make; however, he hates the attitude I get. He thought I came home the other night a little too high and mighty. He wanted to bring me down a few pegs. That is never good for me. Never. He put a ball gag in my mouth and used leather restraints to bind my hands and feet. He put the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass and told me I could not let it plop out of my ass. It plopped out of my ass. I braced myself because I knew something awful was coming. He disappeared, leaving me bound and gagged on the floor with my ass exposed. When he came back, he had a few huge furry friends with him. He knows how I hate furry fucking. It is so degrading. That is why he did it. He knows what I hate most. Once the furry fiends were done shooting off their slimy red rockets, I had to shit the cum out and eat it. Just when I thought I could not be degraded further. So, I licked the gross cum off the floor like a good slave. He was not done punishing me yet. He was acting like I was a stubborn wild horse that needed broken in. Maybe I did, but I assured him I was a good girl. Not good enough. He brought in an army of men for a gangbang rape porn. He let them sodomize me for hours. They came in me. They pissed on me. They spit on me. And I had to spend the night on the floor covered in filth like a wild animal to remember I am nothing special.

 

Gangbang Rape Porn for Nothing

gangbang rape pornHe said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.

Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.