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Master Makes His Own Ass Rape Porn

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It has been days since I have had anything to eat or drink. Master has only been down into the basement once and it was to put me in into a new restraint position. I begged for the taste of his seed to fill my belly. I pleaded for him to piss in my mouth so that I could chase the thirst away. Ass maggot in the corner only got a beating every now and then. Master brought him the crust from his sandwich which was only enough to keep him alive. What Master had planned for him I do not know. He came down the stairs, his boots seemed heavy.He undid me from the rack and attached a chain to my collar. I crawled behind him and he did not even speak a word.  He told me he was going to make an ass rape porn film for one of him buddies. I inhaled deeply and positioned myself accordingly. He chuckled at my ass out into the air. “No no you little puke, you will be wearing this.” He held a strap on in his hand and then nudged his head over towards the poor guy in the corner. Handing it to me he ordered me to put it on. I did it fast as he fastened the back to hold it in place. He grabbed the camera up in his hand and put a leather mask over my face.

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I walked towards the figure in the fetal position in the corner. He looked as broken now, naked and shivering. He began to scream as I approached him. He sat his full weight onto him backside to prevent me from entering. I looked back at Master, unsure of what to do. He ordered me to take him. I cried from under the mask, and forced myself to the back of him. He was so weak that he was easily manipulated.I rammed him in the ass with full force. He screamed and tried to get away from my giant black dick that was pumping in and out of his asshole. Blood began to dribble out from between it and his hole dripping onto the floor. I grabbed onto the rope around his neck and pulled him back like a horse. Master kicked him in the face knocking him out and then snatched me by the arm, camera still in hand.

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He tied me up with rope and began to penetrate my asshole. I whimpered, my rose bud was so tight I knew I was bleeding around his cock. He forced me into various positions driving deeper and harder into me. I could feel the length of his cock in my stomach as he continued with his thrust.When he was ready to cum he came inside me trickling it down my ass. I let out a sigh, both of relief it was over and sore because my meal was instead put into my anus. He ordered me to clean his dick. I stuck it into my mouth cleaning his member of my ass juices and than searched the full length of it looking for remnants of jizz to put into my mouth. He stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his hand and I thanked him for it. He told me that we were going to make him a pretty penny with our video and than he went back over to captain, not so cool anymore, to record him crying on the floor. I still felt kind of bad for him now. He will get used to it though, I did.

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Just Another Day

torture phone sex aubreeI can’t believe my luck. It’s been really slow at work the past week or two. I hate being bored. My mind always wonders and gets me into trouble. As usual I was sitting there at my desk thinking about sex. So I pull out my cell phone and start visiting some of my favorite porn sites. My pussy was already wet and aching for some cock. I got into a chat with a really hot guy that said he was into the rough stuff. He wanted to call me so he could hear my voice.
I peered around the office and no one was in sight. So I gave him my number. When my phone rang I nearly jumped out of my chair. He had a sexy deep, gravelly voice and I could hear he was breathing deeply. We agreed to meet after work for drinks. I looked at the clock and it was 4:15. Nearly time to go! I took advantage of the fact that I was alone for a few minutes and rubbed my clit. It was hard and begging for attention. I heard the card reader beep so I had to stop, and cursed under my breath. It was my boss.
I smiled sweetly and he told me that since it was slow I could leave for the day! I was so happy I jumped up and gave him a hug! He laughed at me and told me to go. I grabbed my purse and keys and headed for the parking structure. Where the hell did I park? As I was walking around looking for my car, I felt someone come up behind me. Before I could react he placed his big hand over my mouth pinned my arms behind me. He told me not to scream. I recognized the deep voice – it was my caller!
I was terrified and my heart was racing. He dragged me to a van parked in the structure. The next thing I knew my arms were being tied and a blindfold was taped over my eyes. I was thrown in the back seat and could hear other sounds. There were people in the van! I felt hands groping at me and ripping my clothes off. My pussy was dripping with excitement at the thought of being the center of attention. I heard male voices and zippers being pulled down. My velvety mouth was forced down on someone’s big cock. I took as much of it into my mouth as possible. It was huge and hard and I gagged a bit as he thrust into my throat, balls deep.
While I was bobbing on his cock someone slapped my ass hard. It really stung and I knew there would be a bruise the next day. Someone pulled my legs apart and shoved his dick into my pussy. I groaned and thrust my hips back to receive the full force. What can I say, I am a willing victim? For the next several hours I was repeatedly fucked in all three holes. I was coated in sweat and cum. Finally after I was exhausted and sore, my arms were untied. The blindfold was removed and I was shoved out the door of the van. As the van pulled away someone threw my purse at me. I walked naked to my car and got in and drove home, with a mile wide smile on my face.

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Domination phone sex MonettaI was in and out of conciseness all night. My arms were completely dead from the lack of blood flow up to the limbs, I did not mind, I could tell from the way the chains dug into them that they would hurt extremely bad if I could feel them anyhow. I looked around trying to let my sleepy eyes adjust. I could hear my new basement guest, and he was sobbing I think. Crying, from what seemed like a corner over in the shadows, like a little sissy boy. “Hello?” His voice called out to the unknown in the room. He must have been bagged still. Master loved to pay head games, and boy was he good at it. I could picture the little puke over there in the corner, piss soaked pants, bag on his head, all curled up in the fetal position. I bet he wasn’t so cocky now and I knew this wouldn’t be the worst of what was to come, neither for him or me.
I tried to stand with a little better posture so that my wrist would feel less pressure pulling against them. I stuck my feet firmly against the ground, I had not realized till now I was wearing heals. My knees quivered and I went to bring my legs closer together to help catch myself. The chains that held them made a clanging noise as to poke fun at me. Bag boy in the corner could hear me moving and shouted loudly like a little girl. I yelled at him to stop making that much racket or we would both get it. He just mumbled to himself silently.
It was then that I could hear the door open. The large metal door was solid and hard to move if you were emaciated at all. This door, to this chamber was actually located in the back of his closet in his gigantic bedroom behind a false wall.Sadistic phone sex monetta There were two basements, one that company saw and one where he tortured his victims. It was windowless, soundproofed and not included on any floor plans, his perfect little haven. He came down the stair from behind me, I could hear his footsteps as they got closer to me.
I whimpered at the sudden sting against my bare ass, I knew that sound that broke through the wind, it was his favorite switch. It was small and thin and resembled a twig. With all its sturdiness it never broke as he whipped me and was sure to leave large whelps with deep bruising. I could never understand how something so small could do so much damage against my white skin. Tears welled into my eyes, and I let out little whimpers in exhale with every swat. He eventually walked to the front of me, I kept my eyes to his feet. He did not say a word, just released the shackles that contained my dead hands. I fell straight to the ground on my full weight. Almost immediately I was met with a rough kick to my stomach. I let out an ‘OOPH’ as all the air left my body. I laid there against the cold concrete, feeling its cooling touch against my soar ass.
Leaning over me he took my throat into his massive hands and jerked me up. He was so rough, so strong; I laid dead weight choking in his grip till he threw me forward onto my belly. Master walked over and sat into a chair. He commanded me to crawl over to him like the useless cunt I was. He put me into a bind and chains. He hoisted my leg up so he could see my twat. He ordered me to worship his cock, to do my cum bucket duties. I did. I really worship his cock too, I was his and I craved it. I opened my mouth as I jerked for him. If I slowed he swatted me with the switch onto my cunt. He came into my mouth, he always tasted so good. I thanked him for the taste of his beautiful jizz. He reminded me that was my one meal for the day, and I thanked him again for his sustenance. He fed me at least and for that I was grateful. I knew this was not the last of our encounters down here and I knew that it was going to get much much worse. I cried as he went up the stairs, leaving me where I was, and turning off the light. I cried and bitch boy cried with me. It was a symphony to Master’s ears I am sure.Torture phone sex monetta

Master has a new Sadistic game for us PT 2

Domination phone sex MonettaThe look on his face as he entered through the doorway sent shivers down my spine. He was so cocky, so sure that he was going to taste Master’s property. I flashed a seductive look to him, and quickly changed my glance to the menacing figure that stood behind him. His tall and built body moved with such grace that it made the hairs on my arms stand at attention as to get closer to him. By the time the poor little sissy boy realized someone stood next to him, this mysterious figure already inside, it was too late. And with one whack across the useless dick dribble’s head he was down for the count. I squealed for joy as I helped Master drag him the rest of the way in, and closed the door behind us. I jumped on my tiptoes and clapped my hands together in excitement quickly thrusting my arms out to embrace Master in a hug.
THUAP.
My face was met with the cold familiar sting of Master’s fist into my cheek bones. I sat on the floor startled by the reaction I just received from him. Rubbing the sore spot I whimpered and averted all eye contact. I had upset him it was clear, and for that I would surely be sorry alongside the passed-out piss ant that lay on out living room floor. I sat against the wall whimpering like a sad little puppy my knees pulled too my chest. I could feel his anger radiating from his body, it made me cold. I felt the sting as he suddenly reached between my legs and grabbed my bare clit hard pinching tightly between his fingers. I let out a loud yelp and jerked swiftly my back hitting the wall I was already against.
“Little fucking slut”
His hoarse voice spoke with such fierceness. I was startled I had not seen this side of my Master in so long. I knew I had been bad, real bad and now I was going to pay for it. I was going to pay in ways that I had never imagined. I thought it was bad before, I prayed for help. I have a feeling I will only be praying for the sweet release of death now.
“How dare you skate you fucking skanky cunt, MY CUNT around bare for this chump to see.”
I was confused I thought that was point of the game. I thought that was my job was to wrangle in a piece of man meat for Master to abuse. I thought that is what he wanted me to do, I thought I was doing a good job.
“But…I thought…”I whimpered.
He smacked me across the face and than took his hands into my hair and jerked my neck up to meet his face. He was so angry, and that terrified me. Was I going to go back to the days when I wished for death to visit me in any form.
“That is your first problem you fucking whore, nobody asked you to think. You have a useless mind why the fuck would anybody need it messing everything up trying to think. You piss me off so much.”
He punched me hard and I blacked out.
When I woke up it was to a familiar place that I had feared. I was chained up in the basement, a place I thought I would never have to see again. It smelled of dried blood and mildew. It was always cold down here, the cold air made my lungs ache. I had no clothes on and my arms and legs were spread far apart. I was not ready for this again, and tears swelled into the corners of my eyes. I was in the torture chamber. Not too far away from me was the puke I picked up from the park. I felt kind of bad now that he was going to have to go through this. We would together. I was so scared my heart raced so fast. I passed back out. I hoped I never woke back up.Rape phone sex fantasies

Wounded Slut

violent phone sex langley (1)My pussy was burnt raw and I could imagine that by the looks of things I was not going to survive. I was one of those people that knew when death was coming and I just didn’t know how I was going to spin this tale. Could I start with my time in England before I was taken? No that would be too easy let’s just go back to the fuckers who had tied my ankles to hooks, and watched as the bones cracked in my legs. He used an ax blade to cut into them and the end of a rod was stuffed up my tiny little cunt. It was something that I knew would kill me one day. My flirtations with people I didn’t know. But I wasn’t expecting it to happen so soon. He was coming and I could hear the hacksaw that was getting closer. I knew his ways very well. He would beat me with his fist and use that saw up my little ass cutting the flesh and pouring acid in the wounds.
He would then take down his pants and rub the blood all over his cock and put it in my mouth making me gag on the tip. If I threw up from the pressure of his cock he would use the five tail whip and lash it across my flesh and the sound would be heard in the air like a pounding hammer as it tore at my flesh.I don’t know why he liked using that five tail whip but from the stiff ridge of his cock it created such pleasure for him. Then his friends would take turns shoot darts on my tits and ripping my ass open with their bulging cocks. It was one of those things that I had grown accustomed to and it was one of those things that was allowing the darkness to fill up over my face and the world to become black.

Blasphemy Sex Exploitation of Sister Anna

Blasphemy sex and exploiting a servant to the Church is what this Sunday entailed. You see this dumb fucking penguin thought she could lay her judgement upon me and my gang this morning. As we were enjoying the sunrise with our booze chilling on the green behind the old monastery. We weren’t bothering anyone and were just passing around a blunt when the whore approached us. She felt it was her duty to try “saving” us. Well… little did she expect she would need the saving.

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I got up and pulled her close to me by her fucking crucifix and beads. She was sputtering and willing to back down and leave us alone, but it was too late. We bound and gagged her and hauled her into the rectory where we tied her up on a large wooden cross. My guys and I took in the sight with laughter and drinks proclaiming her a sacrifice to “OUR” fearless leader Father Satan.

Taking my switchblade out I sliced her penguin gown off her trembling body. Look at the pathetic whore of her Lord wearing the most prudent under garments of some old bag. However this whore had to be in her late 20’s and had a hot body, so pure and pale. She made me sick so I sliced into her sweet c cup breast and licked the blade only to spat her blood and my spit in her face. I grabbed a large crucifix from the wall, I cut her panties off and started fucking her with the relic of her worship. Laughing the whole time.

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My guys wanted her, they wanted her bad so we cut her down, spread her legs and bound her wrists as we bent her over the pulpit. I soaked her panties in the holy water receptacle and ringed them out ensuring her cunt juices were wrung into the basin ultimately desecrating the purity of that basin. I shoved her panties in her mouth gagging her as my gang had their way with her other two fuck holes. We left her naked and dripping with cum in the church ready to greet the congregation.

 

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I would do anything for daddy.

His mood changes everyday.

If he ever found my notebook he would probably make me choke on it.

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This week has been different tho.

Something is going on.

He hasn’t be down here, he hasn’t checked our chains.

The only thing he does is leave food at the top of the stairs.

That is all we have heard from him.

I am the one on the long chain.

It is my job to get the water, and the food and bring it to the others.

It is just me and two others, so we have a lot more food than normal.

I pulled the girls together and told them we needed to clean out home.

I bet that is why daddy hasn’t been down here, it smells like piss, blood and shit.

We have a toilet but it is really dirty.

I looked around and found some bleach, not some but a lot of bleach.

We didn’t have anything to scrub with so we used our clothes.

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The bleach burned our cuts, and skin.

We started cleaning one day after daddy left for work.

He didn’t get home until very late.

He came running down the stairs.

He was shocked to see the entire basement cleaned.

He grabbed us, and started kissing us.

He stopped and said “this looks amazing my brats but did you ask permission?”

Daddy tied each of us up and punished us for doing something without his permission..

Always ask daddy.

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I must have made daddy angry. I don’t know what I have done but he hasn’t talked to me or cuddled with me all week. He hasn’t fed me like  he has the other girls. I don’t understand. I grabbed his legs as he walked past me yesterday. I begged him to tell me what I did wrong. I am so hungry daddy. Please please feed me. He rubbed my face softly then pushed me down and put his foot on my throat. He told me I had 5 minutes to get dressed in my best dress and to be waiting. I was so excited but so weak. I could barley move but I made it in the time he gave me. Things weren’t normal, instead of him taking my collar off he kept it on and dragged me up the stairs with it. I am so afraid he brought out the rope. Why would daddy hurt me? I thought daddy loved me. He tied me up, and to the table. I was so worried he was going to beat me like he did that first night. To my surprise he laid me down and started to eat my pussy. He told me I had to beg to cum, but 2 minutes into it I was screaming and begging him to let me finish.  He would bite my clit as I started to lose control and that would bring me back to reality. Please Daddy let me cum!! 

These Tits Were Made For Killing

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Behold the mighty power of Tits! What in the world am I speaking of? Let me enlighten you.  I had the most wonderful call from a fantastic gentleman who wanted Me to use My luscious tits to smother him  to death.  Isn’t that the most delicious thing you have ever heard of? I thought so.  Can you imagine?

I just pressed them right against his handsome face and spoke to him the whole time applying more and more pressure.  I could feel his mouth opening as his nostrils flared to try to take in a breath that he needed so desperately.  I however just pressed down harder.  I could see his eyes peeking out at Me, that was the best part actually.  Watching as he was unable to move due to having his arms firmly cinched into a leather arm sleeve behind his back.  Of course he could try to wiggle about but not enough to dislodge Me from My heavenly perch.

Slowly but surely the light in his eyes started to dim.  It was perfection and I have to say, I enjoyed the call immensely.  Thank you My new friend for allowing Me to snuff you out using My beautiful tits.  It was My pleasure entirely.

I’d Rather Be Fifty Shades of Black and Blue

domination phone sex big tits blowjobOne of my girlfriends invited me to a high end BDSM club. They were having a sneak preview of “Fifty Shades of Grey” and women were admitted free. We put on some sexy latex outfits and decided to go meet ourselves a Christian Grey. I knew it would be lame. The club was swank. Not the typical dungeon I am usually in. Unfortunately all my girlfriends think that the BDSM in the novel is representative of all BDSM life. I look at it as vanilla BDSM or BDSM lite.  If my friends knew some of the sick things I have done, they would understand why I call “Fifty Shades of Grey” nothing more than a glorified Harlequin Romance novel. This club was like any other bar on a weekend to me, just with more hot bitches in dog collars and latex than most.

I’ve been cut. Beat to unconsciousness. Mummified. Whipped so hard I required stitches. Been fucked so brutally in my ass that it prolapsed. Been branded. Burned. Bones have been broken. I have been deprived food and water for days. Forced to swallow piss and eat shit. My nipples have been pierced with sharp objects and cut with knives. My cunt lips sowed together. Stoned. My skin has been sliced. I’ve been gang banged. Had buckets of cum dumped on me. Been suspended over flames. Had my face held under water until I passed out and had to be brought back to life with CPR. Been buried alive. Been forced to entertain the farm life. Had parts of my flesh cut from my body to be cooked and eaten.  Countless jagged and sharp objects have fucked my holes until I bled profusely.

Girls like my friends who are obsessed with “Fifty Shades of Grey” make me giggle. They think they are so bad ass cuz they get tied up and spanked a little. The moment a man tries to put them in their place, 6 feet under the ground, they’d be calling the police. I don’t consider it BDSM unless I’m fifty shades of black and blue. Most women have no clue what it means to truly be a slave, a servant, but I do. I’m yours to use.