I walk alone at night dressed like a slutty whore. I wonder if people think I’m a hooker. It was late at night and I was at a friend’s house watching TV and smoking weed. I have been messing around with him for a awhile. After we had sex on his couch I decided I wanted to head back home. He offered to walk me back to my place but I told him I’d be alright. He told me to be careful because there had been alot of homicides on the news lately by an unidentified killer. I wasn’t worried so I started walking the streets alone. I was in a dark alley when I noticed something behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw a man walking close behind me with his hood up. I tried walking faster but he picked up his speed. He lunged forward and grabbed me from behind. I screamed. He put a knife to my throat and told me I better take off my jeans and let him have his way with me or I’d get my throat sliced. Helpless and afraid I allowed him to force himself in me. ????????
Tag: Domination phone sex
Laylas Your Victim
Killer Phone Sex Fantasies are Theraputic
In a time of a pandemic, killer phone sex fantasies are therapeutic. He wanted to kill a bitch. That bitch was me. I had not done anything to piss him off. Hell, I didn’t even know him. I was a victim of circumstance. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He grabbed me as I was going to my car after a supply run. I was screaming in the trunk, but my city is a ghost town at night. No one heard me and if they did, they wouldn’t have come close enough to me to help because everyone is so afraid of this damn virus. I was in the trunk 32 minutes according to my watch. I planned on fighting when I got out of the trunk, but that didn’t go as planned. He punched me in the face, which knocked me out. I woke up in a coffin. Not just any coffin either. A coffin full of blood. A coffin with my name on it. Maybe, I was not as random as I thought. What the fuck. Seriously, what the fuck. I was kidnapped for some sort of horror snuff porn. He just kept yelling at me like I represented everything that was wrong with his life. I tried to talk my way out of it, but he slit my throat just to shut me up. Blood was spurting from the slit in my throat. He gazed in excitement as I choked on the blood spraying out my throat wound. He took that opportunity to throat fuck me. He used the hole in my throat to get off. I choked and gagged on my blood and his cum. It was not over quickly enough. Maybe I can help you feel better about the state of the world too.
Ass Rape Porn and Torture
He said he wanted ass rape porn. She said the same thing. I met a couple online. They lured me to their place with the promise of a hot threesome. There was no threesome. There was just me getting anally tortured for a kinky couple’s pleasure. Gatherings are to be small, so I thought hanging out with two people was safe. It was likely safe from this damn killer virus; however, it was not safe from the depraved mind of that couple. The wife was the worst. She blindfolded me under the ruse that I was going to try to determine who was eating my pussy. She tied me up with the ruse that it was so they could give my pussy so much pleasure, I couldn’t take it. There was no oral pleasure. Not for me, at least. I was there to be their torture sex slave. I was blindfolded so I wouldn’t see what was instore for me. I was tied down because the sex machine went in my ass so fast and so hard, they didn’t want me escaping. The sex machine was lubed with some sort of Ben Gay. I could smell it. It scared me. That sort of stuff in your genitals is pure pain. Ben Gay is not good lube, but that is exactly what they used it for on me. It burned my ass. I was not sure what hurt more. The burning lube or the friction of the sex machine in my raw ass. The devious couple masturbated each other while they tortured me. I cried. I was in pain and I wanted to go home. They were just getting started. I had to worship the wife’s dirty ass and I was her husband’s toilet. They spent hours fucking my holes and humiliating me. Not how I wanted to spend my night, but I am a taboo phone sex slut. I guess I got what I deserved.
Streaming Ass Rape Porn While Self Isolating
Ass rape porn videos are make the right women bank under quarantine. They are also making them sore. I have a sadistic girlfriend with an ass fetish and a penchant for making money. We are both coke heads. She is just more dominant than me. She lured me in with the promise of coke. We partied, then she said she wanted to play with my ass. She knows I am an anal slut. I was high and my nasty freak flag flies, so I let her use my ass. I thought she was just getting off and passing some time. I didn’t realize she was streaming it and the rougher she got was not because she wanted to hurt my ass. It was because guys were tipping her to use the bigger dildos and to go faster on my ass because they wanted to hurt my ass. I was high as fuck but feeling every inch of this one dildo in my ass. It was bigger than any cock I had ever had in my ass. It was hurting my ass more than a gang of cocks too. She had me in this contorted position which I later found out was to keep me from seeing the video screen. She didn’t want me to know she was profiting off my ass and my pain. At one point, I begged her to stop. I mean my ass was bleeding. I can take a hardcore ass fucking and star in an anal gangbang rape porn and not bleed. She destroyed my ass for her profit. I thought we were friends and she ruined my ass for money. I can’t sit and I can’t shit right, but she is sitting on coke money. I must keep whoring out my old body hoping that some dude will exchange sex for coke.
Ass Rape Porn Streamed
If you are afraid to go out because of the state of the nation, stay home and watch ass rape porn. I have been home making it with a sexy friend! Guys aren’t paying to fuck a dirty whore like they were a few weeks ago. It has become challenging to earn enough money to get my fix. Hell, it has been hard to get my fix too. I met this other junkie whore recently and we put our brains together and decided to make some homemade kinky porn. The kind that men will pay to watch at home while they are practicing their social distancing skills. Last night, we were both high as fuck. Everyone knows I am a nasty freak when high. I give the best taboo phone sex when I am high too. Anyway, my druggy friend hooked us up to this live stream where guys could watch us from the safety of their homes. They could also chat with us and pay money for extra things like a huge ass dildo shoved up my ass. It was a brilliant idea. One that netted us more money than hooking. We can cast a wider net with live streams and essentially do many men at once. Good thing I am a pain slut, because you horny doomsdayers who want to just jack off at home want to see some perverted shit. When my sexy accomplice was done gaping my asshole, a guy paid to see her squeeze a tube of icy hot into my gaped butthole. That shit burned, but I focused on the Benjamins we were making. Our little sex show netted us enough money to hoard coke. Fuck toilet paper and canned goods. If the zombie apocalypse has arrived, I want enough coke to go out kicking ass.
Pool Party Murder With Layla
I love wild sex parties in Vegas. Got invited to a pool party with some of my friends who were kind of wild and crazy. It started out well. Me and some of my best friends were all looking cute in tiny bikinis. It was around 8 p.m. One of the guys that was at the party decided to take me up to the hotel room so we went upstairs to fuck. We were having fun until I heard a scream from downstairs. In a rush we put on our clothes and headed back downstairs to where the pool was. It was then I saw one of my friends. She looked pale as a ghost. There in the pool somebody was floating face down the water. In the pool the water was turning red with blood. What happened? I screamed. I looked at my friend and I tried to get her to calm down but she was so shaken up she could barely even speak. Who did this to them?
Babysitter Phone Sex: Master Wanted a Teen Protege
Babysitter phone sex makes my cunt drip because I have so many hot stories from watching neighborhood brats for Master. A few weeks back I was watching this teen girl Master has his eye on. Now, normally I babysit much younger girls and boys. But this was a unique situation because Master made an age exception for Taryn. She is a total bad girl wannabe. She got in all sorts of trouble and found herself under house arrest with a pretty little ankle bracelet as proof of her wrongdoings. Her parents paid me good money to make sure she didn’t leave the house or do anything to violate her house arrest rules. They still have pipe dreams of a good college for their girl! Master wanted to make her an apprentice. Young, troubled and able to be groomed. Perfect girl in master’s eyes.
I thought this was going to be easy money and the perfect way to please Master. I had a simple job. Drug her and text master so he could come over. The little bitch drugged my drink first. When I woke up, I was naked, tied to a chair and she was fucking me with a huge strap-on. I kept thinking about Master. He would be so pissed that I was having fun with his future protégé. Luckily, Master arrived when I didn’t respond to texts. That little bitch met her match. She was going to star in a teen rape porn, but she was not going to be doing the fucking.
I rubbed my cunt as Master fucked her tight asshole. I found it hot that she was getting a dose of her own medicine. Master made her scream and cry. She needed broken in. No one breaks bitches like Master. After a few hours of hardcore fucking, that little bitch was begging for mercy. Master knows people, including folks who have the power to lift her house arrest. She would have given her kidney to get off house arrest, so Master owns her now too. He already told me to get ready. Once that ankle bracelet is off, she gets to use me as her sex slave.
Sadistic Phone Sex Daydreaming In Cemetery
When the sun is out and the day is just fucking peachy great, I love to sit in the cemetery and daydream. My boyfriend works at the crematorium connected to this wonderful old graveyard and it’s far better than any park. I love my solitude. The rare occasion I get bothered by an idiot and have to do my bit. I will lure him in and seduce him. I love to get his cock hard and excited. These idiots really think I’m going to give them my pussy, good lawd they are naive. I love when they are all anticipating fucking me in the graveyard in the middle of the day, or night. It’s lovely, really. I grab their cock and whisper in their ear that they should really learn a lesson about being annoying when someone is just trying to get some peace. As I lick and nibble his ear and whisper this I stroke his cock out and slice the bitch right off. His screams are met with delight as my boyfriend knows he gets to fire up the furnace again and how we love to fuck while some loser is being torched to ash in seconds. The screams are always covered by some good old Darkthrone blaring on the stereo.
Castration Phone Sex Valentine
He wanted me to be his Valentine, so he got castration phone sex. He knew better. Do I look like the kind of woman who would want to be anyone’s Valentine? Maybe the devil if he sacrificed a soul for me. Todd knew better. We are just partners in crime. Now he is without balls. Todd is not most men I castrate. He has a nice cock and big balls. He is the kind of man most women would want to love them. The problem is that I am not most women. I told him I am not girlfriend material. I am like a Praying Mantis or a black widow. I will bite your head off after fucking or kill you. Todd got all sappy and ruined everything we had together. We have killed two brats together. Two little tiny cunts that he ravaged first. Now, he will never fuck anyone dead or alive again. He will never be a daddy. He will never get an erection again either. He hugged me, whispered he loved me and gave me a bouquet of flowers. I wanted to vomit. When he went to pee, I grabbed the kitchen knife. I snuck up behind him as he was holding his dick. He thought I was going to spoon him while he pissed. Seriously, what the fuck delusion was that. I pressed my body against his back, reached down to grab his cock and with my other hand I sliced his balls off while he pissed. He never saw it coming. He pissed and bled on my floor. He convulsed too. I could have let him bleed out. I could have taken his cock too. He should feel lucky that I cauterized the wound. I saved his life. And he is lucky to be alive because I have killed guys for lesser offenses. When will guys understand? You are my victim or my accomplice phone sex partner, but you are never my boyfriend.
Gangbang Rape Porn: Friday Night is Not Date Night for Me
Most of my girlfriends were out on hot dates last night. Friday night is date night. It is gangbang rape porn night for me, however. My phone was blowing up from texts. My BFF was trying to get me to join her out at some club. Tony showed me the texts. I was tied up and couldn’t respond. He circled around me mocking the fact that I thought I was worthy of going out on date night. I was bound like a parcel package. I was naked and cold. He didn’t care. I soon discovered he was not alone. He had a group of men with him. They might as well have been a pack of wild animals. He let them pounce me. They shoved cocks and fists in any hole they could find. That included my asshole. I tried to rock myself into a different position. It was my way of trying to fight. That was a mistake. They started kicking me. Some spit on me. Others pissed on me. They were drunk and mean. They reminded me of my father. I never had friends as a schoolgirl. I could never go to school dances or out with friends because I was too busy getting force fucked by daddy’s drunk friends. While my besties were drinking fruity drinks and letting men spoil them, I was tied up, forcibly fucked and humiliated. I don’t deserve a night of fun. I am nothing more than an ass rape porn whore.