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Special Night

Tonight was a special night there was another beat me up whore bitch there just like me. One guy who gave us both the name of Dave hired us both. He was going to have a threesome fuck session with us, beat us the fuck up, torture us and when we were half dead he was going to fuck the shit out of us again. The other bitch was really fucking hot and had a young tight sweet body. I did enjoy her body and even I got a little sadistic on her. Dave had a knife hidden under the mattress and he had me turn around on all fours and told me he was going to fuck me up the ass. The surprise was that he was going to fuck me up the ass with that knife. He jammed that knife fast and hard deep into my ass. I yelped and my whole body jerked feeling the knife my fleshy ass up. I began to squirt across the room begging for more ofAss rape porn that sweet knife.

Gangbang Rape Porn Star

gangbang rape pornYou watch gangbang rape porn, don’t you? You like watching women get sodomized, covered in cum and used for the pleasure of men. I love making dirty little films. I don’t really make them for fun. Usually, I do them to score some drugs or money to buy drugs. Last night, I made one just because I was too fucked up to know what the fuck was going on. Seriously, I was high on some pure cocaine that I got from some black men. I guess after watching me get high, they decided to have some fun. The only way I knew that was that I woke up covered in cum and they left me a video on my phone. I entertained about a dozen black men. My ass is showing it too. It prolapsed. There are pics of them pulling on my prolapse like it was a tail. At one point, there was a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. They put coke on it and sniffed it off. WTF? How do I not remember any of it? I guess it has been awhile since I have had that good of coke, but according to the video, I earned it and then some.  They fucked the crap out of me, stretched my holes with their big black cocks. They came on me, punched me, pissed on me and passed me around like candy. From the look on my face, I enjoyed every moment, even the pain. I am such a sick bitch.

My Good Deed of The Day

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They say, “Boys will be boys.” As if that is an excuse for some sort of fucked up behavior.  Fuck that shit.  I was at a gas station and this chick was in tears talking on her phone.  A young pretty thing, crying, my pussy started to get a little bit damp.  I stopped pumping my gas so that I could hear the conversation.  She was talking about how her boyfriend cheated on her, she walked in on them.  Oh boo-fucking-hoo right?  I almost started to laugh then I heard her say, “I would pay someone to kill that stupid motherfucker if I could.” I instantly perked up.

I finished pumping my gas then walked around the pump and tapped her on the shoulder.  Now this girl was upset, so she was a bit bitchy to me until I said that I was sorry that she was cheated on.  Sometimes you have to pretend to have empathy for a situation in order to get what you want.  She told the person she would have to call them back.  I told her to pull her car around in front of the store and I would go in and get her a drink and she could tell me what happened.  I even gave her a hug which almost caused me to puke, but I was on a mission.

I brought her out a beer, she told me she wasn’t old enough to drink one.  I laughed and told her I didn’t care and to drink the damn thing.  We sat on the hood of her car and I explained that if she was serious, I could do the deed for her.  I had to make sure she was pretty shit faced to agree to it, so I had to keep buying beer.  She was a light weight when it came to drinking, so I actually didn’t have to buy that much.  I told her to get back in her car and just sleep for a bit that everything would be alright.  She thanked me, gave me ten bucks and I was happily on my way.

What a douche this guy was. He actually told me that he was going to cut my tits off.  I was laughing so hard as I stepped up to him, he tried to back away, but I grabbed his jacket and yanked him back to me.  I licked his lips and told him how much I was going to enjoy this.  He tried to fight me, but again, douche guy with douche moves.  I have seen dust bunnies float more violently across the floor.  His fighting skills were just damn sad.

Before long that smart assed attitude of his was gone.  He was panting beneath me, my full weight on his chest, his arms where extended over his head.  He was begging now, said he was sorry.  I asked him what it was that he was sorry for, he said everything.  I rolled my eyes.  I moved down to sit on his knees while I looked at his little cock.  He was scared so his pathetic fuck stick was all tiny.  I slapped it, and he gasped.  What a pussy this guy was.

I asked him if he was still going to cut my tits off.  He was crying, he managed to sob out a “No.” I smiled, then sliced into his sack, running the knife up between his two testies.  He passed out.  See, pussy through and through.  I waited for him to wake back up then continued.  He was screaming too much, it was actually getting on my nerves, I pulled off my jeans, and my panties then lowered myself down on his open mouth.  The vibration of his screams against my cunt were simply delicious!  After cutting the rest of his junk off, I shoved the knife up his ass and fucked him with it, his mouth was working my pussy so well.  I came, turned around quickly then stuck the knife into his throat, stood up, and stomped on the top of the hilt.  The sound was beautiful.

Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is bloody good fun for me. Nothing gives me more pleasure than chopping off nuts. There are a lot of reasons a man might need his nuts whacked off. Some men are douche bags who shouldn’t reproduce. Some men have tiny dicks and shouldn’t be allowed to procreate and give the world more tiny dicked losers. Some guys just piss me off. Hell, some men even beg for their nuts to be taken. If some fucking loser is that pathetic, I will take his money and his nuts. It is a free world and if a man wants a sadistic bitch like me to mutilate his genitals, I won’t deny him. Patrick found my torture sex ad on the Dark Net. He has been trying to make himself a eunuch for years but can’t seem to do it for himself. He paid me $5,000 cash to take his balls. Fuck yes. Easy money for something I enjoy. I had him meet me in my little castration shack in the woods. It is an old hunting cabin I inherited from my grandpa when he died. My grandpa worked at the old prison in town before it was shut down. He was the executioner. He managed to snag me a few items before the prison was torn down to build a new one. One of my favorite pieces is an old execution chair that I embellished into a castration chair. I strapped Patrick in, just like an inmate facing death would be, but I added a plank to separate the cock and balls. I separated his cock from his balls, then I used a castration band around his nuts until the blood flow stopped. I used my newly sharpened big ass knife and made a clean cut. There was a lot of blood. I let him bleed for a bit for shits and giggles, then I cauterized the wound. Then I let him go. Easiest money ever. Fun too.

Fuck machine

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My daddy sometimes likes to let his pervert friends “borrow” me and use me for their fucked up and twisted desires. Daddy owed a guy some money and they decided to call things even if my daddy let him have me for the weekend as his own personal Ass slave. 

He took me to his cabin in the woods so we would have plenty of alone time and so I would have nowhere to run for help if I tried to escape. There was nothing but wilderness for miles. The man told me he wanted to fuck all of my  little holes, but he needed to get me all nice and stretched out first. I was so scared wondering what kind of sick and twisted things he would do to me. 

He bound my hands and feet and made me kneel on all fours in front of a fuck machine with two enormous dildos attached to pistons. They were so long and girthy, I wasn’t sure if I could take them. He poured oil all over my ass and pussy and told me that’s all the lube I would get, that my ass will either stretch or tear. He lined the big rubber cocks up to my ass and pussy and flipped the switch. The machine fired into action and immediately began plunging in and out of my holes. The oil he poured on me would not be sufficient. My eyes began to water and I screamed in pain, but all he did was start stroking his cock and turned the dial up on the machine to make it fuck me even faster and harder. 

Despite all the pain I was in, I could feel my orgasm building. The machine plunged its cocks in and out of me as my ass and pussy began to spasm as I orgasmed and squirted. He left me on the machine for the entire day, only turning it off to check and see how much I gaped. I begged for him to turn it off, but that just turned him on even more. By the time he was satisfied that I had been properly fucked, my ass and pussy were gaping wide open and swollen in pain. 

This was only day 1. What does he have in store for me on day 2?

Pain Slut

Bloody phone sexEver since I was a teenager and got my first beating from my first boyfriend I knew then I was a pain slut. He got mad at me and almost killed me beating the shit out of me. He was punching and kicking. Spitting on me and degrading me with such dirty kinky names. Picking my worthless body up and throwing me around like a rag doll. Then without warning, he ripped off my clothes and fucked the shit out of my broken bruised body. My cunt was a sloppy wet fucking mess the entire time. And when he realized I was enjoying the beating and the forced hard fucking he was giving me and he laughed and said he always knew I was a fucking worthless whore.

Beating Inside and Out

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I’m sorry I was such a disrespectful bitch to you, Daddy. I learned my lesson when you took me to the naughty warehouse where all your friends hang out. First you all got a chance at beating me, kicking my ribs and punching my face. You all made me bloody and bruised. Then, you made me dance for them, tears streaming down my face, eyes swollen from the beating. It hurt so bad, but I live to please you men, the superior sex. Then you pushed me in the shower where you each drenched me in your piss. It smelled awful, I cried and threw up twice. Then your friends raped both of my tight swollen holes. They all came inside me, even though they know I’m not on birth control. I wasn’t allowed to drip any cum out. I can say I don’t like being your fuck toy, but I’d be lying. Will you share me with your friends again, Daddy?

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Torture Sex for Being a Bad Drug Mule

torture sexTorture sex is what she said I needed. I was supposed to sell some coke for her. I was a mule, smuggling a bunch of powder in baby bottles on a recent trip. I kept a bottle for myself and she noticed when the money was off. She didn’t believe me when I told her I must have miscounted, and the buyer shorted me. She knows I am a dirty coke whore. I decided it was better to come clean then to keep on lying. She is an evil mistress. She slapped my face a few dozen times, then sucker punched me in the gut. When I fell over, she stripped my clothes off and shoved the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass. This plug looked like it was better suited for an elephant not a coked up whore like me. She called in some assistants and they helped her assault all my fuck holes. Holly fuck it felt like I was being torn apart which is hard to do when you are an old whore like me. I didn’t think they could gape my fuck holes any more than they already were, but I was wrong. By the time they were done, I was walking like I did a barnyard show.   I learned a valuable lesson though. Never steal from a Mexican drug dealer. Later I found out I was lucky it was her, because if I had done that to her brother, my body would have been chopped up and fed to the coyotes.

Rape phone sex fantasies can get real dark

rape phone sex fantasiesI swear every man I meet has rape phone sex fantasies about me. There is just something about me that attracts bad boys. Last night, I attracted sadistic boys. I was clubbing with my friends when this guy bought me a fancy drink. I didn’t want to be rude, so I drank it. I guess it is not wise to take drinks from strangers. He roofied me because I was drinking and dancing with my girlfriends, then I was in some dark and damp basement, surrounded by guys. When I asked where I was and what was going on, the guy that bought me the tainted drink, slapped my face hard. He told me to be quiet and I would live. Something in his voice told me he was not lying.  After that, I couldn’t talk if I wanted too because my mouth was stuffed with cock. They were skull fucking me so hard, I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head. My pussy was wet. I thought to myself what the fuck is wrong with me? When they started passing me around like a party favor, I was scared and turned on. They used up my cunt and ass. Fucked me every which way they could distort my body. By the time they were done ravaging my body with their cocks, they pissed on me and joked. They said they were simply cleaning up a cum dumpster whore. They left me there on floor, naked, cold and smelling like a toilet. No clothes or cash, I had to hitch a ride home. That is a story for another day.