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Torture Sex Kidnapping

torture sexI was kidnapped for torture sex and rape fantasies. I was out for a jog when a man grabbed me. I didn’t know what was going on until I woke up in a basement tied up, hanging upside down and blindfolded. Two voices spoke to me. I was instructed to cooperate or die. I was a victim of opportunity. They snatched me on the running trail, drugged me and bound me tightly. I thought perhaps I knew one of them, but I think I was just in the wrong place at the right time for them. Tape was over my mouth, so I couldn’t ask questions. I feared I would be snuff porn material. They took turns punching me like I was a boxing bag. My tits were bound and tortured too. They shocked with a stun gun used on cattle. I started pissing myself and convulsing. Then something that has never happened to me, happened. I was fucked hanging upside down. I heard something being set up. Once I felt a fist in my cunt, I knew it was a ladder. My captors fisted and fucked me from above. They filled me up with cum, abused my holes and then cut me down. I landed like a sack of potatoes. I was told I would be cut free, but if I took off my blindfold before my cell timer went off, I would die. I was only on the ground for about 20 minutes, but it felt like eternity. I escaped death again. Next time, I might not be so lucky.

Stupid Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets kinky with me all the time. I am not a normal girl. I do fetish photo shoots and some of the guys who hire me are legitimate fetish directors and photographers. Others are not. It is a gamble, but as a taboo whore, I like risky odds. I take many risks.  My last photo shoot was in Columbus, OH. It went well and was a legitimate outfit I have worked for before. That was a risk that went well for me. When one of the crew gave me the name of another director, I assumed it was legitimate too. That was a wrong assumption on my part and an example of one of many bad risks I have taken.  I arrived at some studio in bumb fuck Indiana the other night. No crew. No set. It didn’t appear to be a legitimate operation, but being the dumb bimbo, I am, I didn’t turn away when the bells and whistles were going off in my head.  A large man greeted me at the door and yanked me inside. In a matter of minutes, I was hanging upside down getting skull fucked. I was hoping that was the worst of it, but not by a long shot. He took a taser to my pussy and ass. I was convulsing upside down and pissing everywhere. Because of hanging upside down, the piss went all over me. I was tasting my own urine. He kept me strung up so long, I passed out because of the blood rushing to my head. The next morning, he let me go, but he made it clear I was not being paid to be his stupid torture sex slave. Live and learn. I am lucky I continue to live because I never seem to learn.

Bondage Phone Sex in a Flop House

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets kinky when you are a druggy whore. I was at this flop house getting high. I live in a gated community, but I was downtown in some abandoned flop house with junkies looking for a fix. The police raided the place. I was restrained in handcuffs and taken to a separate room. I feared going to jail. My family would be embarrassed. The police made me an offer. Well, not so much an offer as an ultimatum. I could let them work out some aggression with me and I would never see the inside of a jail. It didn’t take me long to be their ass rape porn slave. It was my get out of jail free card. They chained me to a spreader bar so I couldn’t move. They put a ball gag in my mouth so I couldn’t scream, then they sodomized me for hours. I just focused on the fact that I wasn’t going to jail. It felt like I was in hell, however. When their cocks stopped cumming, they started fucking my ass with their bully clubs. Now, those left marks. Gaped my asshole, prolapsed it and even bloodied my asshole. Small price to pay for my freedom.

Bondage Phone Sex With Delicious Prey Gen

Working as an escort servicing men parties sent me into a strange situation that really had no escape with a bondage phone sex scene. I was picked up b the man who booked me for the event. I was sent a dress to wear along with the accessories and red leather heels. Everything was lavish and designer and fit me perfectly. There was also a questionable item, a silk bondage type bag to put on my head that covered my face and eyes. I was told to put it on and wait once I let the visitor in my building. I was not to see him in any way whatsoever. I was led out by the man and helped into a car’s backseat from how it sounded. At our destination two men hauled me from the car into some sort of labyrinth, still unable to see just guided through a maze of sorts. Upon arrival to the center I was relieved of the cover and allowed to see my surroundings. I stumble a little and offered champagne as ten hunters looked me over. The all had tailored Victorianism hunting costumes and each held a different weapon, most of them were blades glimmering and sharp of differing shapes. One had a pistol and another had a bow and arrows. The champagne was spiked and I was completely confused and disoriented. I was told to remove the dress but keep the heels on. I was not to wear panties or a bra so stood naked in 6″ heels. The final command was at the sound of the pistol I was to start running, and had 5 minutes lead then the ten hunters were going to hunt me and disembowel me as they forcefully had their way with me and murdering me like the idiot prey I was.

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daddies wicked little helper

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex is so fucking good. I was born to be an accomplice. When I was a youngin, I would have friends over. One day I notice daddy having fun with one of my best friends. I saw the look in her eye, and she was scared and pale as a ghost. I could tell she wanted help and was relieved to see me. Daddy was nervous and even shaking. I saw her little panties down to her ankles, and daddy was roughing her up. I was standing there, and out of nowhere, something came over me. I shut the door and began beating her. Daddy had a wicked smile. Between both of us, we used up that sweet angel. I was daddies little helper from then on forever.

Please Torture Me?

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Please torture me Master. I am nothing but a fucking worthless whore that deserves to be beaten til I’m bloody, black and blue. Pull my hair and drag me across the floor to wherever you want me. Punch me in the face and break my little nose and bust my pretty lips open. I want to be covered in blood, cuts and bruises. Tie me up so tight my skin turns purple and I can’t feel my limbs. Use all of my holes for the pleasure of your cock and nothing else. My pleasure should be non-existent, I am just a toy. Pound me hard and rough. Fuck my ass til it is bloody and gaping! I want to be your fuck doll to be broken, used and abused. Then you can toss me away like the worthless piece of trash I know I am.

 

 

Tasty Rena

Cannibalism Phone Sex

 

I want to be your perfect little victim. I crave being used and degraded and tortured like the worthless piece of meat I am. I would fight and scream so perfectly for you. You can tie me up and gag my sweet mouth to muffle my cries. You can draw out the pain and torture as long as you want to. Cut me and make me bleed. Slice pieces from my flesh, cook them up and savor me. Force me to partake in the meat of my own body. Watch my face contort and tears stream down my face as I fight back the nausea that comes with the thought of eating my own flesh. Beat me to tenderize the meat and then butcher me. I want you to cut me up and keep all the best parts in the freezer. Cook delicious meals and remember your best victim while you eat me.

Snuff Porn Revenge

snuff pornDo you have snuff porn fantasies? Most of us have murderous rage in us, even a submissive whore like me. I had a revenge fantasy that I attempted to make a reality. It backfired on me, however. I hate my stepson. It is a love hate relationship. I love that he will give me coke, but I hate what he makes me do for it. No one shames me or abuses me more than a boy I have raised since he was a young teen. He had me meet him in the woods last night. I knew he was going to fuck me in the woods. Get me high then use me like an ass rape porn star. I hid a shovel behind a tree. I planned on whacking him over the head with the shovel and burying him in the woods. I would get his stash and be done with his abuse. It was a good plan. I have been binge watching Snapped and Buried in the Backyard episodes. I wasn’t strong enough to hit him hard enough to kill him. I was only able to hit him hard enough to piss him off. He ran after me angrier than ever. When he caught me, he hit me over the head with my shovel. I woke tied up and in the back of his car. He was driving me somewhere. I pleaded for forgiveness, but he remained mute; likely seething with anger and plotting my death. He didn’t kill me. But he let me know there are no second chances. If I even looked at him cross eyed again, he would kill me and fuck my dead body without a single thought beforehand. He did kick and punch the life out me as proof that he could kill me with his bare hands if he wanted.

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You waited for me to come home and blindsided me with a baseball bat as soon as I shut the door. When I woke up my head was pounding and there was blood dripping down my face. But beside that, I couldn’t move. You had stripped me naked and bound my arms to my sides with the rope you brought in your kit. You forced me onto my stomach and I felt your cock slide against my pussy and slowly ease inside. I couldn’t scream since you had stuffed my panties in my mouth and then duct taped my mouth shut but I cried as you fucked my pussy. I screamed into the gag as you pulled out and forced your way into my tight virgin asshole, pounding it bloody as you turned me into an anal cum dumpster. You groaned out as you filled me up and I breathed a sigh of relief as I thought it was over. That’s when you grabbed the baseball bat. You beat me senseless with it and I was starting to lose consciousness as I felt it cold and hard against my sore gaping ass. I must have passed out from the pain while you sodomized me with the bat because I don’t remember anything past the point of you forcing it deep inside my asshole and pounding me with it. I was left bloody and broken and used up.

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Awry

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is unpredictable. I sign up for some BDSM games and sometimes it gets out of control. Last night was one such night. I responded to an ad for an experienced BDSM model. I have been a fetish model for 15 years now. I have been a highlighted model on all the top fetish sites too, so I thought I would be perfect for the job. It was a scam. When I arrived, I was trapped. There was no modeling gig. I was forced to do life sex shows. BDSM sex shows for an online audience. The director was my captor. He showed me pictures of previous models. They were all dead. Beaten to death it looked like. I was going to be making a snuff porn if I didn’t give him what he wanted. I was duped into being a sex slave. I spent the entire day getting fucked in the ass. That wasn’t all either. He choked me repeatedly until I passed out. He would put something under my nose to revive me, just to choke me out again. I was screaming for help, but his audience thought it was staged. I was a trapped fetish model, forced to do live BDSM shows or die. I managed to escape only because I have been a prisoner before. I am sure I will be again too.