You had to be sick to use a holy holiday to fuel your sadistic pleasures. Yet, that is exactly what you’ve done. For days you kept me locked in a cage suffering, giving only water and bread for nourishment. Occasionally, you would open my cage to feed your own pleasure. Once stuffing your cock down my throat, gagging me on each stroke, raping my throat hard and cumming deep in my belly. Another you pleasured me by eating my pussy, but only long enough to get me wanting and then leaving me without allowing my orgasm. Finally you take me out of my cage, only to punish me with the whip, lashes across my back and buttocks, laughing evilly as the skin breaks and my warm blood begins to spill. Yet, even with all that, you are still not through torturing me. Now I find myself hung on a cross – arms and legs spread eagle as I await your next punishment. How else will you use my poor beaten and battered body?Will I finally get release or will there only be more pain? And this is my Easter…
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Sadistic Easter
Domination phone sex with Makayla
My daddy taught me to be the submissive whore I am today.
He taught me that I was a worthless fucking whore.
He taught me that all I am good at is being a fucking cum dumpster.
Daddy used to beat me, then one day daddy ripped my shirt and saw my titties.
He saw my puffy titties and puffy pink nipples.
He licked his lips and grabbed his cock through his pants as he walked closer to me.
I did as I was told and took my shirt off for him.
He wanted me to bouncy up and down showing off my bouncy and perky titties.
He taught me so many lessons that night.
I learned that no matter how hard to try to make a mean man happy you never will.
You make him hurt you even more.
That is why I am a dirty whore.
My daddy taught me.
Water Day Observation Sex
I had never heard of World Water Day, but apparently it was today. Daddy informed me we were observing this strange holiday. The observation is about Water at Work and highlights different areas of employment that worked with water. I had no idea how we would observe this, but I knew better than to question Daddy. He led me into the large downstairs bathroom. I seen several different fucking devices set up. The bathtub was completely full of water, and a hose, with a pressure nozzle on the end, was stretched from the shower .
A man was in the middle of the bathroom waiting for me. He advised me he was my Water Master and ordered me to lay atop the glass covered bathtub. He advised Daddy he was going to teach him some of the finer points of water torture. He approached my pussy with a fucking machine that had a large phallus on one end. He inserted it into my dripping cunt and turned the speed on high. It was fucking me so hard! I was getting close to coming when suddenly I felt a huge gush in my pussy. The water hose was attached to the fake cock and it was shooting hard and deep inside my pussy. It was a feeling unlike any other.
My Water Master spent hours playing with m y body with water in varying ways. He sprayed me with the jets, fucked me with the water cock, submerged me into the ice cold bath, holding me under, and laughing as I struggled to find some air. The last thing I remember his laughing face was above me, I was under water, and suddenly I felt a shock ripple through my body. Apparently my sadistic master liked mixing electricity with water. I must have faded out after the electrical current surged through my body, because the next thing I knew, I was waking up in my bed several hours later and my body was sore everywhere. What a strange holiday and observation.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Gone Viral
Rape phone sex fantasies can occur anywhere at any time. I went into an adult video store this morning looking for some family porn to watch with my brats tonight. There was a group of truckers there waiting for some glory hole action. They thought I was a hooker who had come to work a booth or the glory holes. They were not happy that I scoffed their advances. One grabbed me by the throat, slammed me against and wall and said, “If I say you are a whore, you are a whore.” Another one pushed me down on my knees while he pulled his cock out. His buddies followed suit. I was skull fucked in the middle of the store, but no one intervened to help me. They just watched and laughed.
Forcing their cocks down my throat wasn’t enough amusement for them, however. They ripped my clothes off, tossed me on the dirty floor and forced their cocks into me too. They crammed their dicks in every hole. I pleaded and begged for them to stop, which just encouraged them further. Hands went around my throat strangling me, choking me while they made ass rape porn with my backdoor. Not just cocks assaulted me. I got fisted too, sometimes three at a time. Three forearms crammed up my ass at once leaves a hole so big your head would fit inside my cavern of an ass. They sodomized me for hours. Still no one did a thing. I don’t know if they thought this was some sort of live sex act in a adult bookstore, or they just didn’t care that a submissive whore was being treated like a piece of shit.
I survived, barely. I left the store covered in cum. Both my pussy and ass stretched beyond recognition. I was a little black and blue too. My dignity on the floor of that dirty bookstore. I came home to my boys watching it on their iPads. My little gangbang rape porn went viral.
Bondage Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore
Bondage phone sex with me means you get to tie me up and do anything with me you desire. I can’t fight you, not that I would if I could anyway. I love pain. I know I am deserving of whatever hurt you put on me. I met Alexander in a bondage club right after Christmas. As I was tied up and suspended from a rafter, he punched m repeatedly for being a worthless whore. He actually hit me so hard in the face that he broke my nose. I required emergency surgery to fix my shattered bridge. The emergency room doctor spoke to me about domestic abuse shelters fearing I was a victim. I am a victim, but not of domestic violence. I am a willing victim of the underground BDSM scene I explained to my surgeon. My doctor became quite intrigued with my lifestyle choice. Dr. Wilson has stayed in close contact with me post surgery. Earlier this week, I was released from his care and deemed completely healed. So last night I went back to the club where I met Alexander. Consider me a glutton for punishment. Alexander was there, but so was Dr. Wilson. They got in a bidding war over me, but my doctor won me for the night. I was both scared and aroused that the man who put my nose back together, may undo his own work. He tied me up with belts, made me crawl like a dog to him. His cock dangling in front of me like a carrot. When I reached him, he grabbed my hair, wrapped my long bleach blonde locks around his forearm and slammed me down on his shaft. “I made you pretty again whore; I can just as easily unpretty you too,” he seethed. I sucked his cock like my life depended on it, because it did. In this club, only BDSM games are supposed to occur. Sex is forbidden on the premises, but my doctor didn’t care about the rules. He wanted to force fuck me. I left the club with a prolapsed ass like an ass rape porn star, a spiral fracture and love in my heart for my doctor.
Gangbang Teen Rape Porn
I’ve come to love the teen rape porn life, come to accept that I am going to be used up and fucked no matter what I say or do. I know by now I deserve it, that I deserve to be treated this way, fucked this way. I am a nasty fucking slut, a total whore who needs to be treated like the ass rape porn whore I am. I need a gangbang to set my slutty ass straight. A bunch of brutal cocks violating my holes…they are ruthless with me. They want me to feel the pain, they want to be vicious with their fuck toy and there is nothing I can do but whimper and beg. Nothing I can do but be a pathetic little piece of ass. I should take their advice – they say sluts don’t think. Sluts like me at least…just a helpless little cunt. Please give me the fucking I deserve with all your friends, use me up over and over again…I don’t care.
Another Day Another Beating
Yesterday was one of the worst beatings to date that I received from my husband. He just would not let go of the idea that I had someone in the house fucking them. Well someone was in the house I dare not tell him. He wouldn’t believe me that it was against my will and he’d probably just kill me. I woke up this morning covered in bruises and a huge gash nearly on my temple.The last thing I remember was seeing his fist coming towards my head. I must had passed out from that blow to the side of my head. When I woke up my pussy had a tear in it. The only thing I can guess is that he was ramming my old pussy with the barrel of his gun again. That or he found something else to shove up in me that was rather large or very rough because this split is terrible. Every time I urinate it is excruciating. I want to scream out. But I dare not at least not if he is home. He must have sodomized me while I was passed out because my backside is very sore to the touch and is bleeding as well. I literally have to change my panties mid way through the day because I soak them with blood. I know I should go to the doctor and get some stitches but that would only cause me more issues. I am going to just have to suck it up and roll with the punches literally.
Seeing Stars
Went in to town today for a couple items and I noticed two younger men checking me out. I didn’t give them much attention I just wanted to get back home before my husband otherwise there would be hell to pay. I paid for my items and loaded them up in my car. I noticed these guys had to be in their mid 20’s maybe at the most in their early 30’s had followed me out of the store. One of them approached me and asked if I needed any help. I was polite yet firm telling them no thank you. One of them said to the other she’s a feisty old bitch isn’t she?
I just got in my car locked the door and drove away. But that did not solve my problem. They followed me all the way home and pulled up right behind me. I figured I’d just move really quickly and make a run for it. Boy was I wrong. They forced their way in behind me and one of them grabbed me by my neck while the other stripped me of my clothes. Forcing me down all the while his hands were firmly wrapped around my neck they went on to have their way with me. At one point I started seeing spots I was being chocked so hard. I thought I was going to pass out but then he would let go only for a quick minute so that I could catch my breath. This went on what felt like hours. Luckily for them they made it out just minutes before my husband came home. He found me all messed up with my clothing off and instantly accused me of fucking someone. So after I took the beating from them young punks I took round two from my husband. Only he is a lot more forceful and left me with a busted lip and bloody nose.
Paulina takes another pounding
After he had enough of choking me with his dick he grabbed a hold of his gun and rammed it into my shivering pussy. Driving it deep inside of me sending skin tightening sharp pains up my body. Just stabbing my old pussy with that gun as if it were a knife and my pussy was the meat. All the while he was jerking his cock in his hand taking full pleasure in my pain. Hoping he gets done with me soon not sure how much more I can take. Suddenly he stops picks me up by my neck drags me to the couch and bends me over, and begins to pound my ass with his dick. Fucking me with his gun must have really done something for him because it was all of two pumps into my tight old ass and he spewed his load deep into me. Now left here to lay with both of my holes completely stretched out. My pussy torn and bleeding and my asshole leaking of his cum. Another day another beating.
Gang Bang and Strangulation Phone Sex
Daddy had loaned me out yet again to cover his debts. This time it was to 4 men. Daddy’s driver dropped me off in an upscale section of town and I was given an apartment number to report to. When I entered, I was surprised to see a nicely decorated apartment. There were no toys to be seen and no dungeon type atmosphere. I thought maybe it was being hidden in the bedroom. The men met me in the living room and advised that our activities would continue there. They laid me back on the couch and were sweet and gentle at first.
As the action got started it went from sweet kisses on the breasts to bites, from gentle fondling of my pussy to hard pounding and fisting. The pain was overwhelming. One man laid down on the couch and had me lay atop him on my back. He stuffed his cock up my unprepared ass in one swift movement. Another man got between my legs and stuffed his large cock into my pussy. I was over full. I was being stretched. Pain and pleasure mixed creating exquisite sensations. Of the two other men, one put his cock in my mouth forging it down my throat. The other settled temporarily for me jerking his cock with my hard.
I was stuffed air tight. If it wasn’t enough that the one on my mouth were staying deep in my throat, blocking my air, another placed his hand around my throat squeezing. Things began getting dark. One of the men slapped me hard across the face, cracking my lip in an attempt to keep me awake, but it was no use. I was seeing stars. He released my throat quickly. The rush of air into my lungs, compiled with the sensations in my ass, pussy, and tits, combined to cause me to have a huge orgasm. As my orgasm subsided, I began to black out yet again. This time there was no coming back. I went out hard. When I awoke, my body was covered in cum, my skin was broken, and I was bloody in many places. I was sore in places I didn’t know were there.
The men were sitting at the table playing cards like nothing has happened. They had returned to their original roles of friendliness and offered me a ride back home. Another one of Daddy’s debts was paid.