Tag: Torture sex

Please Torture Me?

Torture sex

Please torture me Master. I am nothing but a fucking worthless whore that deserves to be beaten til I’m bloody, black and blue. Pull my hair and drag me across the floor to wherever you want me. Punch me in the face and break my little nose and bust my pretty lips open. I want to be covered in blood, cuts and bruises. Tie me up so tight my skin turns purple and I can’t feel my limbs. Use all of my holes for the pleasure of your cock and nothing else. My pleasure should be non-existent, I am just a toy. Pound me hard and rough. Fuck my ass til it is bloody and gaping! I want to be your fuck doll to be broken, used and abused. Then you can toss me away like the worthless piece of trash I know I am.

 

 

I was a cunt

torutre sexI was in this situation because I was a complete bitch to one of my classmates. Growing up, I was popular and picked on other girls. One particular girl held the grudge and had reason to come back and get revenge. I made her life a living hill. Life has a funny way of kicking you when you are down. Fast forward to a few years later, and this girl ends up being my potential boss. I had left a toxic relationship and was near homeless and down and out. Lydia was face to face with me and was my interviewer. I knew this job was my only option so I begged and pleaded for her to give me a chance. I Apologized for making life hell for her. She said she would give me the job with some conditions. I had to show her I was sorry. She texted me an address, and I went. There she was ready to give me a chance. Torture sex in front of her with her boyfriend. She wanted to see my ass prolapse and my holes fucked up. One of the jokes I made was her cunt was too loose and used. Years later, it was now mined due to her revenge. They ruined my cunt and ass cause that precisely what  I was to her. Snuff sex was the best revenge, and even though it took forever to heel. It put me in my place.

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dreaming about you

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I keep dreaming about you ever since we had the argument and you broke up with me I have been going crazy. I admit I stalk your social media, and I am always looking forward to seeing your every move. you have love technology.  I love the features my phone has; it even has facial recognition. Perfect for spotting the whores you are cheating on me with, I know, I know we aren’t together. Look you should have known I wouldn’t let you go so smoothly. I will forever haunt you and all the whores you stick your dick in, once I figure who they are I will make sure to have sex with dead bodies, I like fucking those whores to death because you belong to me only.

Anal Torture Sex During Fireworks

torture sexAnal torture sex is never fun, not even for an anal sex whore. While my sons were watching fireworks with their dad, I was with my drug dealer working off an old debt. Marcus and his friends gang banged my ass until it prolapsed. My ass has prolapsed before. Honestly, I didn’t think twice about it. I can handle the pain. They didn’t stop there. They got out sex machines and double fucked me while their cocks got hard again. They joked about putting me back together again, just to tear me up all over again. I was crying. The dildos on the sex machines were lubed up in Ben Gay. So, my prolapsed asshole was burning like it was on fire while they fucked me. They laughed. Pissed in my asshole to add salt to the wound. Marcus is not normally so brutal with me, but I did owe a sizeable amount of money to him. His friends had huge cocks and huge hands. They fucked me with fists too. It went on for hours. They would prolapse my asshole then fuck it back inside me again. Marcus told me I could earn some more coke by doing this again tomorrow. I am such a druggy whore, I agreed.

 

Domination Phone Sex on the Fourth

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I get for The Fourth of July. I hate fireworks. Never been a fan because I startle easily. Master knows this and he had a special celebration for me at the strike of midnight last night. He started his 4th of July celebration with fireworks. He was not shooting them off in the back yard with friends while drinking. He was lighting them off in his dungeon near my naked body. It was to terrorize me. I suffer from PTSD from my youth. My sadistic father would toss caps and other loud firecrackers at my feet and get off on watching me piss myself and cry. Master is even more sadistic than my father. He put a bunch of firecrackers in my ass and let them off. They burned my asshole and the flesh on my butt checks. It was torture sex, pure torture. They joked about my burning flesh like it was nothing. They pissed on my ass to put out the flames, but I knew better. They wanted to hurt me even more. Piss on my open wounds brought me to tears. They just laughed at the cry baby who didn’t like fireworks. They have been gang banging me ever since.

Forced BBC Gangbang

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Daddy had a craving to really see me used and abused. He said he wanted to see my tight little cunt and asshole so stretched out and well fucked, that they gape wide open and are never as tight as they were before. He found a dozen or so of the biggest and most well hung guys he could find online and paid them to force fuck my holes while I was tied to a rack. They jammed their big black cocks and fucked me over and over for hours. I had a big black cock shoved into every hole I had and was fucked for hours and hours until I was nearly passing out from exhaustion and pain. My pussy and ass had never been so stuffed full and stretched open like they were that night. Daddy filmed the whole thing to add it to his gangbang rape porn collection.

Snuff Sex in a Disappointments Room

snuff sexI put an ad on a fetish site for snuff sex. I was feeling kinky. You inspired me. I spend so much time on the phone getting fantasy slain, that I wanted a more authentic feeling experience. It was stupid. It was dangerous. It was one of the hottest experiences of my life. Many men responded to my ad. Turns out quite a few men love the idea of no taboo fun with a snuff whore. James was the man I selected to meet. Not sure why, but he sold himself well as a lifestyle BDSM slave owner. When I arrived at his house, I was led to his dungeon. Hot damn, he was serious. He had a bed with a cage underneath for his slave to sleep. He had every BDSM device imaginable. I was looking for more than BDSM fun, however. I wanted violence. I wanted torture sex. That was when he led me to a room I never would have known existed. He called it his Disappointments Room. It is based on Gothic history. It was a room in a house to hide people, mostly retarded, sickly and deformed offspring, wives and family from the public. It was like these individuals never existed. They never knew life outside this room. It was horrifying to think that a man like James could keep a slave hidden away in his own home and no one would ever know she was there. I was about to enter this room but was not sure I would ever leave. He tied me to a table with leather restraints. He pulled out a bunch of surgical instruments and that was when I had regrets. He told me what a stupid whore I was, as he sliced flesh from my breasts. He mutilated my breasts and my pussy, performing Dr. Jekyll experiments on my sex organs. I saw the camera rolling and knew this was a snuff porn and likely not one I would survive.

Snuff Porn Maker Needs an Accomplice

snuff pornSnuff porn is always on my mind, but tenfold during summer. I was stalking the community pool late this morning. All these precocious brats were cock teasing old perverts at the pool. I saw one teen slut in a fucking thong bikini bottom. Can’t vote or drink but shaking her ass all around the pool teasing the daddies there with their little ones. I don’t get it. These little whores can wear almost nothing and get pissed off when men ogle them. Hell, their parents get pissed when men look at them cross eyed and they let their girls go out of the house looking like hookers when they are still young girls. I am on your side guys. If girls look like whores, they should be treated like whores. I kidnapped the biggest looking whore at the pool as she was going home on her bicycle. Put her in my trunk, tossed the bike in the river. Drove her to my cabin in the woods, also known as my kill shack. I have her naked, strapped down and scared shitless. I have been having some fun mutilating her tender flesh. Don’t worry, I am saving the best part for you. So, if you like accomplice phone sex calls, I have a young whore ready to be fucked and tortured. Game?

Taboo Phone Sex Pain Slut

taboo phone sexBody built for taboo phone sex was why he called me. He said I looked like a woman who could handle some pain. He had no idea. As a teen girl, I was a cutter. It didn’t start off as liking pain. It was because it was what I could control. How deep I cut, how long I cut myself for, where I cut myself were all variables within my control. A few years later, I was using razor blades on my flesh because I needed pain to cum. I am no longer a young girl. I have been inflicting pain on myself and letting others inflict it on me, so I am now a seasoned pain slut. When Ted told me to do things to my body, he thought I was faking things because I was not crying, I was moaning. Pinching my clit, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples is youngster play to me. If you want to hurt me, you need to bring your A game. Once I told my caller I was a seasoned pain slut he had me burn myself with a cigarette. Now that hurt because I burned my clit.  I also rubbed Icy Hot up my asshole for him and I won’t lie, that hurt. I am pain slut. It just takes the right sadistic man to find my pain threshold with torture sex. Is that you?

Roofied and held hostage

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I have been in a daze these last few weeks. I remember going to a party, and after that, it all gets blurry. I felt someone grab me and toss me into the bed. I had been roofied and banged. I got so fucked up, and then I was sedated for days. How did this happen? Who could it be? I spent the whole time trying to see. The masked individual had me in the palms of his hands. I wanted desperately out, but I was his torture sex slut to the max. I wanted to be home so much and wanted the pain to stop. The more I beg, the more pain I got. I was going to be ruined til I understood my place.