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I had a session recently with a particularly brutal Master. He is strong, experienced and knows how to use me. He’s brought something with him today. It is the tower of pain. I was really turned on when I saw it. It looked like it would rip my nipples off if I made a bad move. I had a mind to not be on my best behavior.
He put the device on me and I was immediately thrown into a whirling sensation of pain, I was getting so wet. Involuntary tears streamed down my face from the pain. He patiently told me to bend over, and rammed a piece of ginger into my asshole. The pain was so intense and searing I came and he was not happy. I had not asked nor had I waited until he was done with his amusement of torturing me. He spun me around and slapped me across the face, but it did no good. I love being slapped, choked and used. He violently pushes me down to the floor and starts to use a round very spiked hair brush and shoves it in my fuckhole. I screamed and he only did it more. All he muttered to me was, cum now for me bitch. My tight pussy bloodied and sore Master takes his cock out and fucks me, he fucks me hard. With each slam he pulls the tower of pain clamps on my nipples and is almost ripping them off. As he finishes he sits down on my chest and jerks off his cock spraying my face with his cum…he is one of the best. He makes me stand up by pulling on the tower of pain; I hear the whip of a cane and the crack across my back. He was caning me as hard as he could, with every whip I wanted even more. Finally with welts all over my back and legs he takes something from his pocket, it’s a lemon. He squeezes it hard and the juice starts to flow out of it. Rubbing it on my back, In scream and squirm and beg him to stop…it was so erotic and painful I was ready to die.

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He told me it was going to be worse if I tried to fight him! I tried to be a good girl, but nothing I did would make him happy! He kept calling me a stupid whore. Spitting in my face. Rubbing his dirty cock all over my face. He grabbed me on my way home from the park. I just wanted to walk my fur baby. He grabbed me and my little fur baby. She wouldn’t stop barking so he snapped her neck in front of me. I screamed bloody murder and he slammed the butt of his gun into my temple. I woke up tied to a dirty mattress. He was brutally fucking my asshole. I started to cry, begging him to stop. “It’s just going to get worse whore. Beg all you fucking want.” He started pounded my hole, ripping me open and forcing my asshole to prolapse! 

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Torture Sex for Women, Not Equal Rights

torture sexTorture sex is what men think when they meet me. They don’t see girlfriend material. They see a blonde bimbo they can fuck and humiliate. While millions of women were marching for equal rights over the weekend, I was being a submissive whore. I don’t deserve equality. I’m a stupid bitch. That is what Tom kept telling me as he bound my titties and used them as punching bags. He even had on boxing gloves. Left right left right double jab then right left and so on. I was hanging from a ceiling beam like a punching bag. He attached electrical currents to my body, including a cattle prod attached to my pussy. He would punch me then shock me. He enjoyed my pain. Tom kept asking me if he thought women deserved equality. I had to say no. A yes likely would have cost me my life. I know I am inferior to men. I know I am here to service them. I know I should not enjoy  the same rights as men. I don’t think I deserve any as a stupid bimbo. So as he punched me repeatedly, I told him to punch me harder. I wanted him to ruin my whore body. “Don’t grab me by the pussy, punch me in the pussy,” I screamed. He loved that idea. He punched me so hard and so often that my pussy swelled up.  My body was black and blue. Not from marching for rights, but for taking my punishment for being born a stupid whore.  I know you think equality is bullshit too.

Castration Phone Sex? Yes Please!

castration phone sexCastration phone sex fantasies are more common than you think, for men and women. Of course guys call me daily for junk removal, but I talk to women too. Face it men. You all know a few women who  want to chop your balls off. I am all about equal opportunity. If a woman wants to pay me to take the balls of her dirty daddy, cheating man or tool ex, I am all about the Benjamin’s.  Loretta approached me last week with a suitcase of money. She heard I was the one to see for junk removal of worthless men. I told her she came to the right person. I love that I am known as a junk removal specialist. Loretta is my favorite kind of woman too. Filthy rich. Her husband is a cheating bastard. I asked her why not just divorce him because it is her money. Silly lady thought a man half her age with zero money of his own married her for love. No pre-nuptial agreement. They reside in California, so he could take money he is not entitled too. She wanted him under her control. She wanted to stop his philandering. She paid me 5 times my normal fee because she wanted a dirty and painful castration. She gained some respect from me for that. Didn’t erase the no pre nup stupidity, however.  She gave me the codes to the mansion and her cheating hubby’s schedule. I arrived when she was out of town on business. He actually thought his wife hired me as an escort for him. Stupidly runs deep with those two. I played along just to tie him to the bed. Then I broke out the rusty chainsaw. I love the sound a chainsaw makes, especially when combined with screams of agonizing pain. He kept passing out, but luckily I have smelling salts to revive the losers. After his balls were severed, I sat on his face and pissed on him. I threw that in for free. I left his bloody balls on the pillow next to him and told him, “Cheat on your wife again, I come back for your worthless cock.”

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I was driving at night, it was pitch black and nothing or no one was around. As I pushed the gas making my car go faster I saw red and blue lights flashing behind me with no sirens on. I pulled over like any normal person would do when they see the po po. An officer approached my window where I proceeded to roll it down. He asked if I knew why I was pulled over. I told him I had no idea. He told me to step out of the car. I didn’t want any issues so I got out. He pushed my front forward aggressively against the car. His hands started to go up my dress and his fingers ripped the Lacey panties that I had on. I tried to fight back, but his strength was too much. He mentioned that he pulled me over for being a whore and that he was going to take care of me. He unzipped his pants and his cock came right out. He slid it into my cunt. I tried to close my legs as tight as they would go but it was no use. My pussy stretched over his cock as he broke through my cunt hole. His fingers dug into my hips and head, fucking my cunt and pounding it hard. I felt his thick hard cock swell up and my cunt blood gush all over his cock. He took me by my hair after he was finished and yanked me to go into his car. How could an officer get away with this. As I got into the car I looked around and noticed he must be a fake. I tried to open the door handles but noticed the door panels were all off the car. There was no way for me to leave.

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex anyone? Sometimes it is the best way to shut a stupid whore up. I was drugged up Saturday night. My usual party ways. I ran out of coke, so I called my step son. He always has some extra. I was cash poor, but confident we could work out a trade. When he arrived, he had several friends with him. The moment I started to speak, his hands throttled my throat. He squeezed hard. In fact, he lifted me up in the air with his one hand and tossed me against the wall with super human strength. He was on PCP again. That shit I won’t mess with. He scares the shit out of me when he is on that stuff too. He beat me once, while jacked up on that stuff, within an inch of my life. I was in the hospital for a week.  I was already regretting my call to him. As I laid curled up in a ball on the floor, his pals swarmed me like a pack of hungry wolves. They beat me with their cocks while kicking and punching me too. “Beg for your coke, whore,” my stepson screamed at me. When I started to plead for mercy, several hands went around my throat, cutting off my breathing. I could feel my windpipe crushing and blood started to well up in my lungs.  I passed out only to be brutally awoke with fists up my ass and cocks rammed down my throat. This was too much for some coke. I told them to forget it, pleaded that they just leave, but that just made things worse. They throat squeezed me until vessels popped on my temple and my eyes turned blood red. Sprawled out on the floor, barely conscious, they came on me. Not before my step son kicked me in the face and tossed me a little bump. “Enjoy your coke you dirty whore,” was the last thing I heard before I passed out.

Make this stupid whore shut her mouth with Taboo phone sex

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My daddy always told me to watch my fucking mouth before someone showed me how to shut it. I should have listened to him. I should have kept my mouth shut when this big biker guy butted in front of me in line at the gas station. I was so pissed I went off on him. He spit in my fucking face and I was pissed! I walked right out to his bike and kicked it over! I ran when he came after me. He got on his bike and followed me down the street in the middle of the night. He got close to me and grabbed me. Putting me right on his bike. I tried to fight him but I was so scared we were going to wreck. When we pulled over he had a fist full of my hair and dragged me into a hotel room. I tried to scream but he kneed me so hard in the head I blacked out. I woke up being choked to death, gasping for air, I opened my eyes to see him on top of me brutally throat fucking me. I started to puke on his cock which made him fuck me even harder! He didn’t like it when I looked up at him. He started punching my head, brutally throat fucking me with his nasty cock and choking me! I should have listened to my daddy.

Bondage Phone Sex Party

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is fun, but the real thing is dangerous. The last thing I remembered was being at a party with friends. It was Master / Servant party which means the men were all dominant and the women were all submissive whores. I guess I drank a spiked drink. Not sure if it was meant for me or not. If not, whom ever spiked the drink took advantage of the situation . I woke up in a room. I wasn’t even sure if it was a room in the house I was at earlier. It had a dungeon feel to it. I was chained up. My tits were bound.  There was an electrocution wand attached to my pussy and something rather large in my ass. I saw no one. I appeared to be alone. No such luck. The door opened and in came a bunch of men. Men I didn’t recognize. Apparently someone at the party I was attending took it upon himself to sell me for some money. I was informed that I was a bought and paid for whore. I started to ask a question, but was punched in the eye.  My eye immediately swelled up so I could barely see. Whomever hit me, enjoyed it. He hit me again. This time in the lip. I felt blood trickle down out of the corner of my mouth. Then I felt a belt smack my back. I felt like a slave.  I was one. For hours they whipped me, punched me, electrocuted my pussy and ass, and fucked me with various anal devices.  No apparent reason why than for shits and giggles. If I even whimpered, I was whipped harder. When they were done with me, they finished by cumming on my face. They left me tied  and chained until the next morning. They let me go, but not before they abused me some more.

Taboo Phone Sex – Hit and Run

Taboo phone sex marley (2)There was ringing in my ears, and my head felt like it had been smashed against concrete. I couldn’t figure out where I was, what I was doing there, or what was going on. Finally, I realized that my eyes were closed, so I tried to open them. That made my head hurt even worse, but when I felt hands groping my body, I became even more determined to see what was going on. When I finally got my eyes to crack open, in spite of the pain, I saw a strange man looking down at my body from very near my own face. His face was a mixture of concern and that leer that says that he’s turned on. I slowly came to the realization that my shirt had been torn open, and his hands were working over my rib cage, under my tits, and then up and over the mounds. I moaned, and I heard my own voice, but I didn’t hear his voice over the ringing in my ears. I did, however, notice the smirk that took over his face when he realized I was conscious. That was when I felt his fingers dive into my cunt. He kept talking to me, but I couldn’t hear him, so I just shook my head gently from side to side, whimpering out a “no” through the pain. His smirk got bigger and bigger as I whimpered no, over and over. Finally, he climbed on top of me and shoved his dick inside my cunt. I finally caught up with lip reading and realized he was telling me that I was a beautiful little cunt, and he was so glad his car hadn’t killed me. This mother fucker had run me down, and now he was fucking me. If I hadn’t been feeling so weak and nauseous and like I needed actual help, I would have smacked that shit-eating grin right off his face. As it sat, any movement I made, including those he was forcing me to make by fucking me, sent jolts through my head. It was so painful that I wound up throwing up all over myself, and he just laughed. Finally, I guess he finished, because he climbed off of me and walked away like it was any normal day of the week. I remember feeling the movement of his car as it drove by before blacking out again….

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I was screaming on the top of my lungs us I ran through a house that I had never been to before. I was wondering why no one could hear me. I tried prying windows open, opening the front and back door. No way out, actually opened. Houses that appeared out the windows, didn’t even flash on or off. It looked like everything was deserted.

The man that had been chasing me, finally had caught up. I thought I was safe in the closet of a room peaking out. As I tried to find the man, I head nothing. I saw nothing. I was in pitch back when I felt the cold blade of the knife the man had run across my throat. I was going to dart out, but I was too slow.

He grabbed me and started cutting my throat. He cut deeper and deeper, as he pulled my body down to the ground. He stripped me out of my clothes. I felt my blood saturating my hair and could feel his cock pushing through my pussy. It didn’t matter that I was going unconscious I could feel everything. He finished inside of my pussy. His cum ran down my legs as blood got into my ears.

He didn’t stop there. He wanted to pull me limb from limb. He started with my fingers, toes, and just worked his way up until all I had left was my holes and my torso.