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He told me that no one wanted to look at my ugly old face while they fucked me so he put a plastic bag over my head and then he started pounding my dried up old pussy. At this point I was just happy he choose my cunt and not my ass. I had just started to heal from him tearing me apart the last couple of times. I started to panic feel claustrophobic with that bag over my head and was breathing real heavy. I was sucking the plastic up my nose and mouth and started to scream for him to take it off. He did not give a shit in fact I think my screaming turned him on even more and he started pounding me even faster and harder. I guess this was a good thing because he came pretty quick. He took his dick out right before he was ready to blow and shot it all over the plastic bag. Then took the bag off my head and made me lick it clean.

Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornHe wouldn’t even give me a break today. After tearing my asshole apart literally until I bled last night and choking me to a near unconsciousness with his cock, he was right back at it again today. This time he made me get on my knees in front of him then he rammed a large object up my asshole. Again without any lube. I instantly felt a warm trickling down the back of my thighs. I knew he had broke me open again. It wasn’t long until I started to see a puddle of blood pool up beneath me. That did not matter to him though. I was crying because the pain was so horrific and all he could do was stuff my mouth full of his cock and call me a bunch of worthless names. If I cried or complained that was more fuel for him to shove his meat down my throat even harder and further. At one point he grabbed a hold of my hair and was jerking me around so forcefully that I was in fear of him snapping my neck. I was slipping and sliding all over the blood it was hard for me to stay up on my knees to keep my balance. Suddenly he threw me down face first into all the bloody mess. Then he started pounding my split open bloody asshole. The sting was so excruciating and when he came it was even worse when that salty fluid hit that open wound.

Daddy Watches Fantasy Shemale Rape Porn And Hires A Tranny

Domination phone sexDaddy had gotten turned on watching fantasy shemale rape porn and decided to hire a tranny escort to fuck me.  As soon as she saw me an evil glint came into her eyes and she told me how much fun she was going to have with me. A video recorder was set up so that Daddy could see every move that was made. She started by shoving her big tranny cock down my throat. She gagged me hard and blocked my airway. I was at the point of suffocation but she didn’t care. She grabbed me by the hair holding me in place, her cock deep in my throat as she held me by my hair pulling and pushing me up and down on her cock. She tossed me around like I was a ragdoll, beating and punching my worthless whorish body. She told me Daddy said she could use me in whatever way she wanted but to make it brutal. After choking me on her cock, she pushed me down on all fours and rammed her cock straight up my dry asshole with no lube or prep at all. Her tranny cock ripped my ass and made me bleed. She laughed at my whimpers. The whole time she was brutally fucking my bleeding ass, she was spanking me on my bare bottom, exclaiming over how much prettier my whore ass looked in the different shades of red and purple. She pinched my nipples so hard, I thought they would be twisted off. They as well ended up purple and bruised. She used my body much of the night, using whips and rope to beat me and restrain me. She used different size toys to fuck all my holes, laughing the whole time at my tears. At some point, I blacked out, because when I awoke, my beaten and battered body was on the couch in my own living room. My Daddy was watching the video she had made and was stroking his cock. He then pushed me to the floor, pulled me up on all fours and began fucking my poor bloodied asshole just as hard and deep and the shemale had. I was so thankful when he unloaded his large amount of cum in my body, coating the rips and tears in my ass, making them feel so much better.

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Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration phone sex requires balls. I don’t mean the pathetic little nut sack dangling beneath your equally pathetic dick. I mean it takes courage, something that so many losers with worthless equipment actually possess. I get a shit ton of callers begging me to rid them of their useless and very disappointing testicles. My motto has always been, “testicles are for winners.” If you are calling me for a taboo phone sex call where I take your worthless junk, please be willing to hurt yourself at the very least. I mean the first step is recognizing that your worthless. The second step is seeking help, which my callers do when they call me for junk removal services. However, only so much of a hurt I can put on you, if you are not willing to do some self damage.  So, here are the tools you need. Booze. You will need something strong like bourbon or whiskey to dull the pain. Alcohol was anesthesia for centuries.  Duct tape. You can strap your pathetic wiener  to your belly exposing your balls for better torture or castration. You can use rope too. You need to separate your balls from your dick. Get a hammer, or some sort of blunt object. One hard smack and you can bust a nut. Literally flatten it. A sharp object is required for those who are serious about castration and it is just not fantasy for them. A kitchen knife, a razor blade, and exacto knife…. you get the picture. Something sharp enough to cut the flesh from your body. The final thing you need is a smoldering pen. Something to cauterize the wound because there will be blood. You can even use a heated frying pan. Just something really hot to seal the wound. It would really be nice for me if you were serious about castration, as serious as I am. I can tell the difference between real pain and acting. So man up. Get some proverbially balls to lose your real balls. Castration is not for the weak, but if you are serious about home castration, I am your junk removal accomplice.

Takes 3 to tango

fantasy phone sexI just cannot wrap my head around why my husband keeps bringing random men home and forcing me to fuck them. Well as always he kicks the bar up another notch with each time. He informed me that during our separation he had him a bitch that he was fucking. Like I really cared but I dare not say that to him. So before I could even express any feelings there was a knock at the door. He opens it and in comes this lady with another man. I already had an idea of what was about to go down, but I had no idea this was the woman he had been seeing. So introduces us and almost immediately this cunt starts smacking me around. I wanted to so badly punch this fucking bitch back in her face but I knew if I had my ass would have been jumped by all 3 of them. So I took her shit and stood there as she humiliated me in my own home. Ripping my clothes off me and grabbing me by the head of my hair forcing my mouth down on this guys cock that she had with her. She was a tough broad. I tried to lift my head up as she was basically choking me out with his dick and she just kept shoving me down more. After she nearly killed me with his cock She handcuffed me to the head board and the tied my legs up spread eagle. This man got on top of me and started pounding my cunt while she rammed a huge black rubber cock up my ass with no lube what so ever. This torture went on for hours while my husband just sat back and stroked his cock and drinking beer.

Torture Sex Revenge

torture sexI got wicked drunk last night. Fuck, I was high too. Some guy at a bar gave me some good blow. We were doing lines on the bar and drinking 80 proof bourbon. I’m a tall woman. I can usually hold my liquor, not last night. I woke up with a different man. And not in the way you assume. I was on some rack. Naked, tied up, with little metal clips all over my body. It was pure torture sex. My skin felt like it was on fire. The metal was piercing my flesh. There was a funnel gag in my mouth and I was drinking something rank. Well being forced to chug it actually. “How do you like my piss, Cassie,” he inquired with a snarky grin on his face. He didn’t look familiar at all.  He saw the look on my face. “Don’t remember me whore,” he seethed? I was scared. Clearly, I had pissed this guy off at some point in my life, but no clue when or where. He tried to jog my memory, but when I was not getting a clue, it just pissed him off further. He started burning my flesh with a cigar. The worst was when he put it out on my clit. I screamed in pain. He sat me up to torture my cunt. Fucked me with a burning stogie while yanking on the clips attached to my pussy. He was face to face with me; staring me dead on in the eyes.  As he was burning my thighs and clit with the cigar, it hit me. I did know him. Not by name, but in the elevator of my building. He was making sure I knew him now. He carved his name in my stomach. Billy. According to him, a whore like me has no right snubbing anyone. I will never forget him now.

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Biting fetish bloody phone sex

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I was sleeping in my bed at night, the moon was the only light shining through my windows in my home. I thought I was comfy and safe. The sheets were grazing along my nipples and pussy since I enjoy sleeping naked, and I felt my pussy get wet in between my legs. Not thinking that my curtains were open- I started to spread my legs and rub my pussy. I was really rubbing my pussy hard, thinking about a dick going down my throat and into all of my holes- fucking me stupid. Well I guess I was so stupid to not think anyone would see me. The sensation was shooting through me body to fuck my pussy faster. I was on the verge of cumming until I heard a cough coming through my door way. I quickly stopped what I was doing and hid under my covers. Stupid, right? Fucking myself stupid, exactly. Like the covers will do anything for me? I heard breathing above me. The covers were ripped off of my naked body and I was immediately jumped on. Before I could let out a scream he cover my mouth with his big manly hands and he started making bites all down my body. He was just a shadow to me since I could not see his face. I feel his teeth sink into my neck. He whispers in my ear that it is only going to hurt a little. I try squirming and he doesn’t let me move since he is way bigger then me. He takes a bite right on to my nipple. His teeth dig into my soft flesh around my nipple. I bite down on my teeth bracing his sharp teeth that rip my nipple right off. He does the same thing to the other one. He likes bitting, and continues down my body, ripping away with his teeth at my flesh. I feel cold blood running down the sides of my body. He doesn’t stop making bites into me. When he gets down to my pussy, he rips the skin right off of my pussy swollen pussy mound. My inner thighs get devoured with bite along with my legs, my pussy lips, and back up to my tummy and tits. I hope his bitting fetish eventually leaves some of my skin in tact.

I Devoured Her

taboo phone sex karmaWalking past the neon sign, the lure of the heavy metal music drew me in. As my eyes adjusted to the dimly lite room I saw her there on the stage. Black electrical tape clung to her body in an erotic pattern barely covering her nipples and the center of her bald pussy. Grinding the pole in front of her she was working the crowd. Her goth makeup completed the look and had my pussy wet as hell. I ordered a drink and sat as close to her as I could get. Holding up a twenty I caught her eye. Stepping off the stage she straddled me and began my lap dance. then she turned to face me and blood began to drip out of her mouth. The fire was burning inside me now and I had to have her. As her set ended she joined me. Sipping a Bloody Mary my taste for real blood was growing. I needed to taste her flesh and blood. Taking her home was easy. Taking out the rope and tieing her to the stone alter, she gave in to my desires. Her pussy was so wet, her nipples rock hard. It was time for me to feast. I started by nibbling on her body but soon I was biting her harder. Unable to control myself I came away with a chunk of thigh and the taste of her blood left me with no restraint. I devoured her. Each scream brought me closer to orgasm. Each bite increased my appetite. I needed release. Positioning my self between her legs I ripped her pussy lips off one at a time and felt the flow of cum running down my legs. I don’t know when she passed out, but it really didn’t matter. She was finger licking good.

Torture Sex for a Cheating Whore

torture sex spsTorture  sex is all a worthless whore deserves. That is what every man tells me. Last night, I heard it from a woman too. A rather cruel dominant women who found out I fucked her husband. She set a trap for me, then when I arrived made it clear she was in charge because a cheating whore too dumb to know a set up doesn’t deserve any mercy. She tossed me on the couch. She was stronger than she looked. I hear rage can do that to a person. My hands were bound behind my back; my feet restrained. I was her captive. “You took something from me bitch; now I plan on taking something from you,” she seethed. I was scared. Women can be far crueler than men, especially women scorned. She started stroking my hair. I felt sick to my stomach. When I tried to beg and plead for forgiveness because I didn’t know he was married, she smacked me then put a spider gag in my mouth. I saw the scissors. I knew she was going to take my precious long blonde locks. A woman’s beauty is so tied to her hair. She did more than that. She cut my hair, shaved my head then carved whore on my chest with the scissors. Deep too. I started bleeding. I was helpless. My whore behavior put me in this position, along with my stupidity. I should have known he was married. Most men who want to fuck me are attached in some way or another. I was crying from the pain, but she was just getting warmed up. She lit a cigarette and put it out on my nipples. She poured alcohol into my wounds. But the worse thing she did was stab my cunt with her scissors. My pussy gushed blood. I screamed in pain. “I took your beauty and your whore instrument. Maybe you will think again bitch before you steal another woman’s man,” she said as she spit in my face. She warned me about calling the cops when she let me go. I knew better. A sick twisted scorned bitch like her would kill me next time.