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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.

Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage phone sex

 

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.

Bondage Kidnapping

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I don’t know how I got into the van, but the last thing I remember was being at the community aquatic center with my teen friends. One minute I was lounging by the pool in my tiny light pink bikini and then everything went black. The next minute, I was laying in a strange van. After getting bonked on the head once more, I woke up tied up, completely naked laying on a dirty basement floor. To my shock, I saw my best friend standing over and her daddy standing by my feet. They told me that they were making me their bondage slut. My best friend made me spread open my legs while her daddy force fucked my virginal cunnie while my best friend took her pussy and slammed it down on my face. She suffocated me with her bald pussy. Her daddy sliced open my pussy and fucked me with his hunting knife until my best friend squirted down my throat.

Landlords wonderland

snuff sexMy landlord was using me to be his snuff sex slave. I was late, and I was trying to avoid being evicted. I have always been a natural submissive bitch. I never knew I would allow someone to make me a slave slut at the levels my landlord was taking it; It was next level shit. My body was his wonderland, and he was all about making pain into his pleasure. The pain inflicted on me had his cock rising and ready to destroy me. I had never met someone as twisted as he showed himself to be. My body was all bruised and bloody, and he wanted me to be practically dead. I knew he would eventually want to have me cold on the ground, taking my last breath while he’s shooting his cum inside my lifeless body. I could see where he wanted to make things. I was afraid, but I was in too deep at this point.

 

Roofied and held hostage

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I have been in a daze these last few weeks. I remember going to a party, and after that, it all gets blurry. I felt someone grab me and toss me into the bed. I had been roofied and banged. I got so fucked up, and then I was sedated for days. How did this happen? Who could it be? I spent the whole time trying to see. The masked individual had me in the palms of his hands. I wanted desperately out, but I was his torture sex slut to the max. I wanted to be home so much and wanted the pain to stop. The more I beg, the more pain I got. I was going to be ruined til I understood my place.

Kidnapping Phone Sex: I Have Abduction Fetishism

kidnapping phone sexI will admit to having extreme kidnapping fantasies. I have what is called abduction fetishism. Kidnapping phone sex arouses me. The idea of a man picking me up or snatching me up some place makes me wet. I love the unexpected. I got it too. My car broke down on the highway. It was dark and raining. My cell had no reception. I was hoping I would see an exit for a gas station or something. An older man offered me a ride. I knew it was risky, but I was desperate. Plus the risk of being abducted came into play also. He did take me to a gas station, but he was working with someone. I got out of his truck, went around to the pay phone on the side to call my husband and that was the last thing I remember before I was hit on the head. I woke up naked and blindfolded on a floor. What woke me up was piss. Some one or something was pissing on me. I woke up screaming, demanding to be released but that wasn’t happening. I had been abducted. Scared for sure, but I was more aroused because of my fetish. I was being used for ass rape porn. I had been kidnapped for sex slavery. A used up dirty old whore means men can use me rough because I am at the end of my usefulness anyway. No need to keep my holes tight because nothing is tight anymore. They passed me around fucking my ass and fisting my cunt. I never saw their faces. They used me, then dumped my body in a dumpster. I got away, but I smelled like sex and garbage. Never take rides from strangers girls, not unless you enjoy being a dirty taboo whore and have an abduction fetish like me.

Bondage Phone Sex Fetish Shoot

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex keeps me tied up and busy. I recently traveled to a different city for a modeling shoot. The studio paid me handsomely. It was a fun shoot. I had to be in pristine shape before the shoot meaning that I could not any cuts or bruising on my body. I had to restrain from any BDSM fun, so after the shoot, I was fucking horny for some pain and cock. The photographer had a major hard on for me. He was a handsome bad boy. I know bad boys are bad for me, but I am addicted. He looked like my worst nightmare and that made my cunt super wet. I have a thing for sadistic men. My need for a hot bad man will get me killed one of these days. He took me to dinner first, so I thought maybe he was not as bad as I thought. Dinner was just a distraction. When we arrived back at his dungeon, he strung up to the rafters. I was suspended like a side of beef in the air. He turned off all the lights. It was disorientating and scary. There was a long pause in time before he started flogging me. I didn’t know how he did it. It felt like every angle was covered. I thought there had to be more than just one man whipping me. I was right. The lights came on revealing the entire set of the fetish shoot. They all wanted to bruise up my pristine body and they did. I was cover in welts and bruises quickly. I was hoping to be gang banged, but they all agreed I was likely a diseased whore, so I was just whipped until my skin was a far cry from pristine. The life of a bondage whore.