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Gangbang Rape Porn Victim

Daddy sold me to some bad guys to make gangbang rape porn. He had a huge gambling debt built up and the only way he could avoid getting killed himself was to offer me up to be the victim. So I had to go with these scary looking men to this warehouse in a bad neighborhood. They made me get naked and sit on this dirty mattress on the floor, it was so cold in there and I was so scared but there was no way for me to get away. All these men started coming in, they were all huge black guys and I knew they would all have giant cocks that would rip me apart. They were looking at me like I was a steak and they were starving men and that’s when it all started. They were like animals all puling at me and fucking every hole so hard and rough. I was ripped apart and bleeding and they still wouldn’t stop. It was never ending as soon as one guy finished another man took his place, I was sure I was going to die and it was all my daddy’s fault! If he didn’t have a gambling habit I would have never been in that situation but I’m just not a lucky girl I guess.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Daddy

rape phone sex fantasiesGuys call me often to explore their rape phone sex fantasies. My daddy had his way with me when I was just a little girl. I am accustomed to being force fucked. I hated my father. I ran away when I was a teen girl. I ran right into the arms of men just like him too. Men who just want to fuck me. Men who just want to use me. I have learned that I don’t deserve love and affection. I am a worthless fuck slave. I met a much older man last night who was eerily like my father. He was with his little ones trick or treating. He saw me and saw something he liked. He came back later in the night and took what he wanted. I don’t know why I let him inside. My daddy issues, I guess. He slapped me, then tore my clothes off. He forced my head down on his cock. I was gagging, barely able to breathe. He had stuffed his entire cock and balls down my throat. That was nothing compared to what he did to my ass. He fucked it so hard, my ass prolapsed. My asshole was on the outside, sore, swollen and bright red. He laughed at my prolapse. I begged him to leave. He slapped me again, made me call him daddy and fucked me harder. Once he was done, I was a hot mess. Coated in sweat and cum, turning black and blue with a prolapsed asshole. I guess I am destined to always be daddy’s little fuck slut.

Ass Rape Porn with My Mother

ass rape pornI was in an ass rape porn mood. I wanted my ass fucked but no one was really around to do that. My mother was home though. She was high as a kite. That makes her kinky as fuck. Sometimes, it makes her violent. She loves me, but she has some pent up anger. I wanted to channel that so she would fuck my ass hard. She got out my big black dildo that is super thick and almost a foot long. I told my mom to fuck my ass like she hated me. She loves me but I pushed her buttons,, so she would go hard on my ass. She was gaping my hole. That was what I wanted. A hardcore ass fucking. I may have not wanted my mother to fuck me but she was all that was around. My dildo was covered in shit and blood when she was done. My mom surprised me. She made me suck my dirty dildo clean. It tasted nasty, but we were both so fucking hot we got into it. She wanted me to fuck her ass next. I fucked her using my salvia as lube. My mom is not the seasoned anal whore I am, but she was loving every minute of the violent penetration I was giving her ass. I guess like mother like daughter.

Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexWhen you are a coke head, bondage phone sex is one of the many things you do for a fix. He told me he would trade coke for bondage pictures. It didn’t sound like a bad choice. I told myself it was art. I was simply posing for some photos and saving the guy money. I work for coke. Anyone who knows me, knows that. I arrived on the set ready to be tied up. Nothing could have prepared me for this bondage shoot. I was tied up tightly and suspended in the air. I was not suspended with rope, however. He inserted a meat hook in my ass and hoisted me up 20 feet off the ground. My ass was holding me up. If I farted, I could have dislodged the hook and fell twenty feet headfirst on a concrete floor. My ass was being stretched. It was tearing and bleeding. I was in so much pain with likely medical grade injuries. I screamed to be let down. I was even saying fuck the coke. I was choosing my life over coke. Wow. That had never happened before. It didn’t matter, the photographer only cared about getting some hot pictures and ruining my asshole. I looked underneath me and could see the pool of blood collecting. It was my blood dripping out of my ass like a BDSM ass rape porn star. He spun me around like I was spinning on a cock not a meat hook. When he got all the pictures he wanted, he tossed me some coke and told me to get lost. One and done. He didn’t fuck me. Other than binding me up, he never touched me. He said I was just another dumb junkie willing to do anything for a fix. I guess he was right.

 

Rape Phone sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI was walking home from school the other day when a bunch of guys jumped me. I had on my little Catholic school uniform, but they didn’t care about my age. I think they were looking for something young to fuck. I was so scared that I peed a little bit in my cotton panties. They dragged me into the woods. I didn’t know them, but they knew me. Called me by my name and said if I fought them, they would kill me. They told me I meant nothing to them. I was just a cum receptacle. They pulled my clothes off and began fucking me. I cried. It hurt my little bald cunnie so much. When they started fucking my ass, I couldn’t help but scream. It hurt more than anything I had experienced before. They were pulling my hair, grabbing my little titties and pissing on me as they force fucked me. I knew it would be over soon if I just let them do their thing. It seemed like forever though. By the time they said I could go home, my knees were skinned, my ass and pussy were bleeding and I had cum all over my young little body. I had no idea what I was going to tell my parents when I got home. I was scared and sore, but my puffy nips were hard and my cunnie was wet. I must have liked it, right?

Torture phone sex

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I’ve always fantasized about being raped and tortured before finally being put out of my pathetic misery. I figured since I’m just a junkie whore anyway, no one will miss a reject to society like me. All I’m good for is fucking and sucking cock for drugs. I finally met a guy with enough balls to do me in. He told me to meet him in a back alley behind an abandoned grocery store in town. That alley is notorious dumping grounds for snuffed out junkie whores. At least he wouldn’t have to drag my nasty, cum filled corpse very far. I started to walk down the alley when suddenly there was a hand over my mouth and a deep voice in my ear. He called me a junkie slut and told me he was here to do the job. He dragged me behind a dumpster and started cutting my clothes away with a big knife. Once I was naked, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me, face down onto the ground. He lifted my ass up and started to rape my tight little asshole as I cried in pain. He reached around with his knife and started to make deep gashes in my thighs. Next, he started to put his cock in my pussy but not before he ran the head down my leg. He was going to use my blood as a lube to fuck me. He fucked me hard for what seemed like forever. While he was stuffing his cock into every hole he could fit it in, I felt a hot, searing pain of the knife. He was cutting huge gashes all over my nasty whore body. The entire time, he was yelling at me and telling me what a dirty, junkie slut I was. I was crying and begging him to end my life. My pussy was so wet from being tortured and I was weak from losing so much blood. He told me to lie down on my back and look up at him. He was on his knees and plunged the knife right through my neck, pinning me to the ground. He stood up and spit in my face before walking away, leaving me there to bleed out. I deserved every bit of this and more.

Strangulation phone sex

Strangulation phone sex

Strangulation phone sex has always been something that turns me on. I love to be strangled in real life too! There is nothing more sensual than the feeling of a cock sliding in and out of you as you dance on the edge of consciousness. It feels like a million tiny volts of electricity running through your body. As you slowly regain yourself, all you can hear is the deep breathing of the guy as he fucks you hard and raw. My dream is to be strangled to death while I’m being split in two by a huge, fat cock. Nothing makes my pussy more soaked than day dreaming about the one who will finally snuff me while destroying all of my fuck holes. Thinking about gasping and desperately clawing at a rope or tie around my neck while I’m getting laughed at and fucked is my ultimate fantasy. I know someone is out there who can make my dreams come true.

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornWhen you are known as an ass rape porn star, men are always pushing your boundaries. I was doing a fetish shoot this week that got way more extreme than I signed up for. The director wanted to film my ass getting fisted and fucked by a few men. Fine. I have done that in my sex life, so why not for the camera for some money, right? One of the guys started calling me a whore and joking about my loose asshole. That is when the director had a brilliant idea as he called it. It was not brilliant. It was painful. It was anal torture sex. He brought out this fuck machine, but instead of using a dildo on it, he affixed a baseball bat with a wide base. Holy fuck my ass got assaulted. He rammed it in full speed. It was sodomizing me so fast and hard, I knew things would get ugly. And they did. I shit and bled everywhere. They were laughing at the dirty whore who couldn’t control herself. The smell was awful. I wanted to die from the pain. My ass was prolapsed and bleeding. They just laughed at me. When they took the baseball bat out of my swollen asshole, the pushed me to the ground to lick up my mess. I felt like I wanted to die all over again.

Labor Day GangBang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI made a Labor Day gangbang rape porn. No, I didn’t want to do. It was not my choice. It was a family cookout. That included my stepson. He brought a bunch of his friends. His father was not happy because the boy runs with a bad crowd. Oh boy, do I know that! One of the guys in his posse has sodomized me several times. He is a sick fucker with a milf fetish. He has this violent fantasy about taking his mommy by force. My stepson encourages his naughty mommy fantasy and makes me be his surrogate mommy. My husband and I tried to get him and his friends to leave, but they wouldn’t budge. It was late and we needed to go to bed and get our boys to bed since they had school today. I thought my stepson and his friends would just hang out in the back yard and drink until they got bored. They did until they decided to pull me out of bed for some ass rape porn. They were drunk and stoned and feeling violent. My husband is a sound sleeper. I didn’t scream because I didn’t want my two young sons to witness the violence their half-brother was going to subject their mommy too. I didn’t want them to have any ideas about how they could treat their mommy when they get older. My stepson bound and gagged me on the picnic table where our family ate just hours earlier; then he ordered his friends to fuck me. They took turns violating my holes in my backyard in my gated community. While other mommies were sleeping, this mommy was getting sodomized under the moonlight by a bunch of drunk frat boys. No one really knows what goes on behind the white picket fences.

Snuff Porn Audition

snuff pornIt was a snuff porn audition. I knew it. I was scared. I didn’t want to be there, but I was blackmailed into it. My stepson said if I didn’t meet his friend, he would tell my husband that I am still using coke. My husband would divorce me if he knew what a coke fiend I still am. With the snuff director, at least I stood a chance of survival. With my husband, I would be single and homeless. I took my chances. I met my stepson’s friend in an abandoned warehouse on the docks. I had no idea what to expect. I knew it wouldn’t be pleasant whatever his intentions were with me. He had a film to make. A gangbang rape porn that was fully cast expect for the leading whore. My stepson owed this guy a favor, and I was the way the debt was settled. I was standing in front of him scared. I had on a trench coat because I was naked underneath. It was like a security blanket, but it was stripped from me quickly as the men made themselves known. Over 100 guys were going to fuck me. I could be fucked to death. These guys were huge. Their cocks were bigger than porn stars. With a snap of the director’s fingers, I was being torn apart like a wounded animal who met a pack of blood thirsty coyotes. They pulled my limbs, fucked all my holes, slammed me on the floor repeatedly. I was bleeding from every hole. These beasts fucked me savagely while the director filmed it. I should not have let my stepson blackmail me. In the moment, I thought it would be a miracle if I survived. I did, but only because the deal made, I survived the snuff sex. My stepson wanted to use me again.