Men tell me often that I was made for snuff movies. And I do not think they mean it as a compliment. For whatever reason, a red headed druggy mommy makes men angry enough to want to kill me sometimes. Over the weekend, I found myself in trouble when I was not even looking for any. For once, I did not need coke. My regular dealer supplied me with a large bag on Thursday that should last a while, even for a coke fiend like me, LOL.
I met a girlfriend at our local dive bar. And we drank too much boxed wine. But since I live close by, we figured we could just walk back to my place. We planned on her spending the night, so she did not need to drive drunk. But before we got home, some guys at the bar snatched us up as we were about one block from my place. And we ended up tied up in this one guy’s basement on a dirty mattress on the floor. We would have fucked them if they wanted. However, I think they had rape phone sex fantasies for mommy and did not want us to enjoy it.
Both guys called us mommy as they ripped our clothes off and force fucked our assholes. I am used to hardcore anal fucking. But my friend never had a cock in her ass until that night. And she screamed bloody murder when one of our assailants rammed his cock up inside her asshole with no lube. The more she screamed the harder he fucked her. Even though I tried to calm her down, she cried and screamed making it worse for us both.
This Red Headed Druggy Whore Enjoys Getting Force Fucked
Not my first rodeo. Men force fuck me all the time. This seemed personal though. Like they had some deep-seated anger toward mommy, and we were the scapegoats for all that anger. They punched us, slapped us, even choked us. Eventually their drunk asses passed out. But by that time, my friend and I were covered in bruises and blood. Luckily, I am a quick thinker. And my experiences as a bondage phone sex whore taught me all to get out of ropes. So, I got us out of that hellish basement before they woke up. My friend appeared broken like that was the worst thing to ever happen to her. What a pussy.
She wanted to call the police, but I stopped her. They know where we live. They know all about us. Best to just shut your mouth, do a lot of coke and try to forget the incident. I have become a pro at stuffing down my feelings. And I never mind much being treated like a dirty whore. But my friend, well, she will need therapy to get through this. However, I just need coke.
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