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Torture sex with my Sugar daddy

torture sexI enjoy a man who has a dark fetish like I have. I met my new sugar daddy at a swanky hotel. I knew torture sex would be something we could bond over. I was immediately sold when he expressed to me all the filthy thoughts that ran thru his mind. I wanted to be the sugar baby that would help him conquer it all. With my help, I was going to be his accomplice and his sweet girl. I was going to make his world a thrill. My cunt and asshole were ready to be his cum dump. My face was begging to be smeared with my make up because I knew he loved cum shots all over my face. I would be more than willing to bring over whore to drain his dick. I would beat any slut up for him and make him one happy camper. Our first date consisted of shopping and some golf. My sugar daddy is a huge golfer. It was up to me to reel in the bait. I sent a group text to my friend and had them come over. I brought them in with a little lie. I told them we were going to enjoy a concert and VIP treatment. In reality, they were about to become slaves for my sugar daddy, and they and I were in for a nightmare and plenty of snuff sex.

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Daddy forces me to make ass rape porn videos for him to tell on the internet. He drags me down to the basement where he and the men he finds brutalize me on camera. I’m tied up and blindfolded the whole time, so I can’t even see who his fucking my tight holes. All I can do is scream while they take turns forcing their hard cocks into ass and fucking me until my ass is torn and bloody. He sells the videos online and men pay a pretty penny to see cute young teens like me used by men to enact out their most painful and twisted fantasies. When they’re tired of fucking my bleeding ass, they torture me by putting out their cigarettes on me or fucking my mouth until I’m choking on my own vomit. The more hardcore the video, the more money men are willing to pay to see it. I know they only reason he hasn’t snuffed me out yet is because I still have a few good years left in me to make his special videos.

Torture Sex

torture sexI deserved torture sex. That is what he told me. In my mind, I did nothing wrong. In his eyes, I did everything wrong. He stripped me naked and tossed me in the dungeon. I hate the dungeon. There is no light and creepy crawlies are all over the floor. It is cold and damp; smells musky, maybe even putrid. He left me there over night. I was alone and scared. I tried to sleep, but I was chained up and too cold to sleep. Too scared too. I heard the door open and his heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. He asked me if I was repentant. I said yes for self-preservation even though I still had no clue what I had done. He didn’t believe I was sorry. He smacked my face. Clothes pins were attached to my nipples and clit. He affixed ball weights to elongate my nipples and clit. The weights were heavy, so heavy I felt my flesh tearing. He got the cattle prod and shocked my pussy, ass and tits until I pissed myself. I was trembling. He is so sadistic, he would make a snuff porn with me for not saying God Bless you if he sneezed. He shocked me for hours. It was hours of a cattle prod and his fists. Eventually, he stopped, but he left me in the basement for a few more days to think about my sin. I finally found out what I did to deserve days of torture and abuse. I never asked permission to use the bathroom. Torn flesh, bruised flesh, cracked ribs, burned flesh and likely pneumonia for not asking to use the bathroom. My friends warned me about this man. They told me about his reputation, but I ignored the warnings. I am a submissive whore and I am weak for dominant bad boys.

Snuff Sex Payback

snuff sexIt was snuff sex Sunday. No, that is not what I planned, but trouble caught up with me.  I owed a lot of money to a dealer and he found me. I thought I would get away with it because I used an alias and it was a different state. Somehow, Marco found me, and it was time to pay up. He wanted to know where the coke was. He didn’t believe that I used it all. I took a brick a few months ago. That lasted me 2 months. He thought I sold it and demanded I pay him $10,000. I didn’t have $10 dollars let alone the money to pay him back. He strung me up to a rafter. I was stripped naked and torture sex followed. He didn’t believe that I was that big of a coke whore. He had me pegged as some mastermind, but I am just a huge druggy whore. I didn’t sell his brick. I put it all up my nose. That was the most coke I had ever had at one time. He cut my flesh. He burned my flesh. He punched me. He mutilated my clit. He even pulled out some teeth with pliers. When I still wouldn’t tell him where the brick was, he decided to believe me. He didn’t think any suburban housewife could endure that kind of pain if they were not telling the truth. Little did he know I was a pain slut. Now, I must pay him back what I stole plus interest. I told him I could never afford to pay back that much money, so now I am his whore. I must prostitute myself to pay him back, only I don’t get to choose the Johns. He is my pimp until my debt is settled. I have a lot of fucking to do.

Torture sex with my roomate

torture sex2 girl phone sexTorture sex with my hot roommates was how we were able to pay off our debt. We had to fuck our landlord. Its the same silly story but ours is genuinely better. I will save you the schpeel you know the way it started was so cliche but it was surely how it happened. In a nutshell we were spending stupidly and weren’t on top of our priorities. Our landlord is a complete sexist pig and tool. He was more than happy to collect in other ways. Well he had quite the twist alright. We had to pay up with the help of his buddies.

These grown older men. All were middle-aged former bodybuilder wanting to give us all there piss. Yes, every bit of there yellow urine. They wanted our pretty faces dripping. They were ready to ruin our nights. It was showtime. Kylie and I were nervous and scared. It was four men and the both of us. We had no way out anyways even if we wanted to back out it was either this or moved back home to our parents. We sure as hell didn’t want that. They were going to be rough and degrading, but we would benefit from six months of free rent, and our debt would disappear. We were both getting whipped and pissed on and spat on all night till we were sore and in tears. We surely did work for the debt. It was worse than any violent phone sex I have ever had.

Castration Phone Sex: A Deal is a Deal

castration phone sexDo you have castration phone sex fantasies? If you dream of having your dick or balls lobbed off, you are in the right place. I will not prevent you from mutilating your genitals. In fact, I will egg you on. The problem is that most men with fantasies of getting their balls chopped off, lack the balls to actually do it. That is why guys call me or hire me for castration. I don’t back off. Once you have paid me, your balls are coming off regardless if you get cold feet or not. Jeremy paid me $3,000 to castrate him then tried to back off. Maybe some women would be like oh that’s free money. Not me. They way I view it is if you pay to have your nuts chopped off, you don’t deserve to have them, and you certainly don’t deserve to reproduce. The world doesn’t need another looser. He thought he could fool me by giving me a fake name, but I ran his prints on the money he gave me. I have connections. I showed up at his place last night and did the job I was paid to do. If he would have played by the rules, I would have sedated him and given him a clean cut. Instead, I gave him nothing for the pain and I used a jagged blade. Instead of sealing the wound properly, I used my hair straightener. I left Jeremy in need of medical attention. I will leave you the same way if you try to back out of an agreement. A deal is a deal.

Snuff sex with a slut

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Torture sex is what gets you off, and I am always willing to do that an more. I noticed the repetitiveness had been a bummer and I wanted to dig deep into what gets your rocks off the best. I know that you will want me to do things that are inhumane and for the sake of our sick love, I am willing to do anything for you. I knew you had a crush on the girl next door. She was so innocent and sweet a real delight. I watched you time after time stares her down. You were thinking those evil thoughts out loud mainly. You were afraid to admit so to me. I know you more than you know yourself. I could see thru it all. It was crystal clear you some wicked fantasies.

I am not here to judge you I want to embrace it all and I am willing to join you in every grotesque fantasy that certifiable mind of yours may come up with, My goal is simple. I am meant to be the perfect girlfriend you so desperately want and need. I brought over a surprise to you. You weren’t expecting it, and you were in complete shock. I grabbed the slut and held her captive for you. Snuff sex with this young whore will have you on cloud nine.

 

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I was a disappointment to Daddy

accomplice phone sexDaddy was very disappointed in me last night. I was supposed to bring him this little neighbor girl to fuck and I didn’t. I know what he wanted to do to her. The very same thing he did to me when I was her age. I have aged out for him, but I am still his submissive whore. I have tried for years to break free of daddy, but he reminds me daily that I am his bitch forever. He won’t let me have a boyfriend. I have only ever fucked daddy, his friends and men daddy owes money to. He tied me up and whipped me for hours for failing him. I still have welts all over my body. Daddy has a temper. I am going to have to bring that sweet little angel to him today or daddy may kill me. I will be dead, and he will still turn her into his sex slave. Daddy rarely fucks me anymore. He says I have no tight holes. He doesn’t like girls who have tits and pussy hair. I shave my cunt and try make my boobs look smaller, but daddy just wants me to bring him fresh, young meat to force fuck. I guess I shouldn’t care so much. No one cared about me. Not even my mother.

Cheap Thrills

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A girls night out turns in to a night of torture sex. I was out with my friends and noticed this guy who was my type to the T. After  trying to conversate with him I gave up. The man wasn’t big on words. I decided to move on. He wasn’t having any of that. I guess he speaks more with his actions rather than his words. He dragged me out of the club and took me to his place. I was already fucked up so I went right along with him. I wasn’t going to say no. I am a cheap slut deep down, and I have always liked it when a guy puts me in my place. I can’t stand prim and proper men. I love the guys I can’t take home to mom. Violate me and use me to your likings. I know once you are done with me you will toss me out like the trash whore I am. My tight ass won’t be intact when you finish with me. Take your time and have me endure all the torture fuck me . I have no say so. Treat me like a cum slut. I love when you spit on me and cum all over my face. Show me you own me, and you don’t care about my pain tolerance. I love bloody phone sex and pure pain.

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Hotel Torture Sex

torture sexTorture sex is what got him off. I picked him up in a high-class bar. I was dressed respectfully. I was not looking to be a submissive whore. Not that night at least. I thought we had a connection. He was married too, just looking for a little fun on the side. His hotel room was one of the classiest places I had ever seen. Way out of my league, but I knew it was just sex. When I came out of the bathroom, he jumped me and tied me up to his hotel bed. He just kept laughing about what a whore I was because I came back to a hotel with a stranger. I thought he just wanted to fuck. I was not prepared for snuff sex. He put a ball gag in my mouth so I wouldn’t draw attention to his room. He spent an hour doing all sorts of things to my pussy. He fisted my cunt. He fucked me with a 12-inch fat dildo. He stapled my pussy lips to my flesh, so my cunt stayed open. He pierced my clit too. I think I might have died in his room if it had not been for the front desk calling to inform him his wife was downstairs. He untied me and pushed me out the door super fast. I had to pull the staples out of my own pussy causing a bloody painful mess. I should have said something to his wife, but I was afraid he might kill me if I lingered. I ran down the stairwell to catch an elevator. I was a hot mess. I am sure folks in the swank hotel thought I was some druggy hooker whore. I know better than to try to speak out against men as sadistic as he was. It never ends well for me. I was alive and that was all that mattered.