I didn’t make enough money tonight and my man was pissed. I walked up and down the Houston streets, but came home with $200 and that’s not enough to keep my man high all night long. When I came through the door and gave him the money he didn’t show his anger at first. He smiled, kissed my forehead, and told me to take a hot shower. Relief flowed through my body because I thought I was in the clear. I went upstairs and got in the shower. The hot water and soap erased the saliva and cum from the tricks that paid me for a good time. I closed my eyes and let the water cleanse my face…
But my man busted in the bathroom and grabbed me from the shower by my hair, pulling the shower curtain and rod from the wall. He dragged me to our bedroom and flung my body to the floor. He pulled a leather belt from the closet and wrapped it around his fist. I cried out and begged for forgiveness but he wasn’t hearing it. He hit my wet flesh over and over again. The pain was so bad that I blacked out eventually, but when I would wake up he would start whipping me again. When he finally stopped my body was covered in welts. I need to get out of this relationship but I can’t leave him.
Tag: Bondage phone sex
Black Leather and Wet Flesh
Forced To Take Pictures
I was walking home from school today when I got distracted. A guy in a yellow VW Beetle Pulled up and asked if I wanted a ride. You were so handsome! I accepted the offer and you asked if I wanted to have a drink at your place. We were getting along fine so I figured why not! We got back to your place and he quickly shut the door behind him, motioning to you sofa. I sat down and took the glass of wine you offered. That’s when you start to spell out the way this situation is going to work. I am going to let you take naked photos of me OR you are going to kill me. Fuck- that’s a bad deal but I guess I have to just listen to you. I start stripping and you start snapping away. I have tears and fear in my eyes. Once I’m naked you walk up and start fucking my face. You hump at my face so hard I start coughing up blood. You pull at my tits and cunt so hard it leaves bruises. I am so scared, I think you plan was to kill me all along. What happens next? Do you kill me or let me live?
Daddy’s Little Helper
Daddy knows I’ll do anything for him. So it was natural that he asked me to be his helper for his newest obsession. He picks me up from cheer practice and we cruise around in the van looking for victims. Daddy never really spends quality time with me and I especially like this new game because it gives me a little bit of a break from being his punching bag.
He especially loves girls my age and so we have been hitting the mall lately. I lie and tell them my daddy is a photographer looking for fresh faces and we con them into going for a ride. Next thing they know, they are being chloroformed and tied up in the back of daddy’s van. We take lots of pictures of them so I guess daddy being a photographer isn’t a total lie. But anyway, I really like it when they cry and beg. Daddy has me gag them with my cunt- “climb on top of their face, baby”, he says sweetly to me. I put my bald went cunt right on their faces, fix my knees down on their arms and let daddy do his thing! Daddy really loves it when I make our victims drink my piss. He orders me to pee right down their throat just as he is about to fill up a struggling bald cunny. Watching those little legs trying to fight my big mean daddy off is just such a thrill!
After we’re done we start having to figure out what to do with our leftovers. Did you have any ideas?
Ass Rape Porn in the Back of a Truck
Do you watch ass rape porn videos? Sometimes, I willingly make them, other times I am too high to realize what is happening. Then there are times like last Thursday night, where I am forced against my will to star in one. I ran out of gas on my way to score some weekend medicine. It was dark, raining and I was not in a good part of town. My cell phone was dead, so I could not call for assistance. I knew there was a gas station a couple miles down the road, so I walked. I was about halfway there when a car stopped for me. A couple of college aged boys. They looked like fish out of water in that part of town. They were looking to score drugs or pussy was my guess, but I didn’t look a gift horse in the mouth when they told me to hop in. The car was one of those old school Ford trucks with a cab on top. As I was sitting between them, I got a bad vibe. I could see the lights of the Marathon Station when the driver made a hard right onto a side street. Before I could say anything, the other boy put a soaked bandana over my mouth. I woke up bound and gagged on a dirty mattress in the back of the cab. It was stained with blood, urine and who knows what else. The driver was pounding my ass bare back, while his friend filmed it. My body contorted in the most uncomfortable position ever. Every trust deep into my ass shoved my face further into the soiled mattress. The other boy joined his friend in the anal torture sex. Two cocks at once in my ass without any sort of lube tore my ass in two. After they came in me, they contemplated what to do with me. I thought for sure my throat would be slit with the rusty knife I saw laying in the corner of the truck. But they tossed me out the back in the rain, tied up, naked, with cum leaking out of my ass. No one found me until the morning. No one with two legs that is…
No Escape
My boyfriend gave me to you for two crack rocks. He said you could do anything to me, but leave my face unmarked. When my boyfriend walked out of the door leaving me alone with you, you punched me hard in my stomach. I fell to my knees trying to breath because you knocked the wind out of me. You pull me back up on my feet by my air, and spit in my face. Tears fall down my face because I know this is only the beginning. You make me follow you to a room in the back of your home. Panic sinks in my stomach as I look around this room and see all your torture devices. You laugh when you see the fear in my eyes, and you break my man’s rule and slap me hard across my face. I see your hard cock print in your pants, my pain is giving you pleasure. You pull a hook down from the ceiling and bind my hands to it. You pull a rope on the wall and it lifts the hook back uo to the ceiling. Tied to the hook and hanging in the air, I can’t run and there’s no escape. You pull a whip from the wall and hit me over and over again, leaving red welts all over my body. Someone out there, please help me!
OBGYN Dark Medical Fantasy
If you’re the doctor I have to let you do anything you want. You’re a medical professional who should be treated with respect. Make me open my little legs up wide so you can insert the speculum. This isn’t a typical device- yours opens much bigger than it really should. Watch me squirm around while you open my unwilling little cunt up as far as you want. You realize I’m not going to make this easy so you ask a male nurse to come in and hold me down for the rest of the examination. His cock swells up when he sees the tears in my eyes he decides to start throat fucking me while you jack off right at the opening of my pussy. Then you go to your drawer and get a wart removal iron and begin mutilating my clit- this should stop me from slutting around town since I won’t be able to enjoy pleasure from stimulation down there anymore. Just when I hope it’s all finally over, you remove the speculum so that you and the nurse can put both of your cocks inside me. Blood and cum everywhere, you tell me I can get dressed and leave. I secretly can’t wait for my next visit even though it hurt so bad. Call me to confirm my next appointment!
Whipped
My drug addict boyfriend sold me to you for $200. I’m scared because I see the evil in your eyes. And my judgement id right on the nail, because as soon as my man leaves you slap my face hard. You drag me by the hair to your basement. I look around and see that you’ve turned your basement into a torture chamber. You tie my hands together and hang me from the ceiling. You cut my clothes off with a knife, nicking my flesh several times because you’re in a rush. Next you grab a pitcher full of water a throw the cold water on my naked body. I’m shivering and my are teeth chattering with tears falling down my face. But it gets worse when you grab a leather horse whip and strike my wet flesh over and over again. No one can hear my screams. No one was going to rescue me.
Anal Hook Suspension
I woke up in a strange, dirt basement. My arms and legs were tied together, so I couldn’t move very much. Rolling over, I tried to get a better look at my surroundings, but was startled to see a man sitting quietly right next me. He flipped me back so I was face was in the dirt and inserted a cold anal hook into my ass. Attaching ropes to the other ties, he pulled and I was lifted off the ground, suspended in the air. The pressure from the anal hook supporting my weight was difficult to handle, but I watched in fear to see what he had planned next. Grabbing a whip, he walked behind me and start lashing my ass over and over again. My skin felt like it was on fire! My nerves screamed in pain, and there was nothing I could do to protect myself. The ropes swayed from the force of the lashes. Crying, I begged him to stop and let me go, that I would never tell. But he did not care. When he was done, a secured a plastic bag over my head. My frantic breathing from the whipping only used up my oxygen faster as he left me suspended to suffocate to death.
Snuff Porn Inspiration
Snuff porn? Do you like watching or making it? My Master enjoys both. We have been watching this series of Japanese snuff films all week. It is foreplay for him. He was fucked up on meth last night when we watched this bondage film. I thought it was a bondage movie, but in the end, the man in the executioner’s mask, slit the bimbo’s neck while he was cumming in her ass. There was so much blood. She went lifeless quickly. It looked so real. Hard to believe it was fake. When it was over, Master pulled me by my hair over to a recreation of the same bondage device the girl in the snuff movie was hooked up too. He was really fucked up. Pissed too. He found out that I fucked another guy without permission for some weed. No man can touch me unless he grants permission. He tied me up like the girl in the video. He even put a ball gag in my mouth just like she had. He pulled out his dick and started force fucking my ass. He never uses lube either. It was hardcore anal torture. He pulled my hair so hard, a got a fist full of my blonde locks. I screamed as I saw the knife. He was angry enough for snuff sex. He put the blade to my throat as he fucked my ass. He bit my ear then dug the knife in just enough to nick my neck. I could feel blood running down my neck into my boobs. I closed my eyes tight, fearing the worse. Instead of slitting my throat, he carved his initials in my “whore ass” and cut off chunks of my pretty hair. “Now other men will know who owns you, whore,” he seethed as he came in my ass. I am running out of lives.
Burning Love
Knives and sharp, metal objects hurt quite a bit, but being burned can be so much worse. I was tied up and gagged with my panties stuffed in my mouth, completely naked. He picked up a lit candle and started pouring wax on my nipples and stomach. I cringed at the heat scorching such sensitive areas. Had he left it at that, I would have been fine, but then placed the candle under the table I was strapped to. There was a small hole under my back, which was right above where he placed the candle. The heat rose and started to singe my skin, but I could not move away. He left this there throughout the rest of the torture, which blistered and bubbled my skin. Taking a cigarette lighter from a car, he branded my upper thigh. I screamed through the cloth gag of my panties. Tears streaming down from my eyes, he then took the cigarette lighter and pressed it hard onto my clit. My body went into a cold sweat from the pain as I cried and struggled. Pulling out a blow torch, he began drawing lines down my stomach with the fire. Never had I felt a pain so intense! I passed out shortly after. The worst part about burns? Well I don’t know about you, but for me, they get so much worse before they get better. He left me with months of peeling, blistered skin.