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Nightmares

I knew you were out hunting again. Its the season for you to find all the girls shopping at the mall. I saw you grab your mask and chills ran through me, remembering last year when you first took me. You wore the same mask. It wasn’t as blood stained as it is today, but I know it is the same one. Seeing you wear it brings back that first day of torture and pain that changed my life forever. I saw you leave and I lay in my cell daydreaming about what your new slave will go through today.

By the time you chose me last year, you had already killed three girls. I remembered seeing their bodies in your van when you tied me up in the back. I knew you had killed them from rage, and so I decided not to try to fight you. I remember begging for my life and only being able to see your twisted eyes through your mask. Staring back at me and deciding to spare me. I thought I would be let go. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I became a permanent prisoner in your basement, and looking back I wish I wouldn’t have begged for my life. I wish I would have tried to fight, as I know you would have ended my life that day, just like the others.

You love to hear us beg. Thats what gets your cock so hard. The crying and pleading and promises that we will do anything. Just to live. Not knowing how big of a mistake it is. I knew you at the mall right now. I wondered how many girls would try to fight you off. I wondered how many of them would trigger your bloody rage and be hacked to pieces before you even fuck them. Inside I am screaming and I want to warn them. I want to tell them to fight, and end the nightmare for themselves today. I want to tell them not to cry or beg, because those are the ones that will end up here. In a forever hell of torture and sadistic sex at the hands of a monster.

That mask. It brings back so many memories. The first time you fucked me you were wearing it. I still foolishly thought I would be let go, so I let you do it. I begged you not to hurt me. Blood from the girls you murdered dripped off the mask while you pumped my pussy full of your evil cum. Then you took the mask off and I saw the horror underneath it. I screamed and screamed while you mutilated my body for days. The mask hanging on the wall as if it were watching from its empty eye holes. I knew that mask would be the last thing several girls ever saw today, and I was so envious. I should have fought. Instead I wait here in the cold basement for you to return from hunting and fuck your newest slave while wearing that mask.

My Last Smile

You bought me at auction. Why me? I was the scrawniest little cum slut there. No sexy panties or pretty shoes. There were gorgeous blondes there, for less money. But your black eyes settled on me, and I watched as you outbid everyone. You sat in the front row, rubbing your hard cock through your expensive pants. Everyone saw, and I could tell the other men admired you. Or maybe they were terrified of you. It was difficult to know the difference.

I was terrified. I remembered being kidnapped from the sidewalk near my house, and then nothing until I woke up here – on this stage – naked, and being sold to the highest bidder. My head was spinning, and it felt like my pussy was already torn up. If it was, then it happened when I was unconcious. The thought crossed my mind if you would have paid so much knowing my pussy had already been used. The evil in your stare told me you probably didn’t give a shit.

When the auction ended, the highest bidders collected the women they bought. Most of them were dragged off by several men, screaming and kicking. I was too weak to fight as you picked me up and carried me into another room where we were alone. You set me down, and I ccrawled into a corner. You approached me with a ball gag, and I felt myself begin to cry. You were saying something in a soft whisper, and I couldn’t make out the words, but I knew in my heart you were going to hurt me, but didn’t want to hear me scream.

You gagged me, and began grabbing my tiny tits and putting clamps so tight on my nipples that I felt like I was going to faint. You duct taped my legs and wrists together, and my little pussy was throbbing at the thought of what was coming next. I thought you were going to fuck me – but then you started speaking louder. I could hear you saying what a dirty fucking cunt whore I was. My blood ran cold as I saw you pull out the knife. You held it up so I could see it right in front of my face.

You told me you would never fuck a dirty whore like me, and that you spent your money to make sure my pathetic slut ass was put out of misery. You brought the knife to rest next to the base of my right ear. The cold sharp blade gave me chills all over my naked body. I wanted to beg for my life, but the gag made me unable to speak. I saw your hand begin to move, and I felt the knife pierce my throat. I watched your hand make one beautiful motion and end up on the other side of my face. I felt the blood draining from my throat, and I knew I was going to die right there. One last look in your black eyes, and I realized I was relieved.

Fucking with Frosty

I had the craziest nightmare. I guess its all the xmas decorations everywhere and the cold weather combined, and it all got inside my twisted mind. I drove home late last night and had seen a snowman in a neighbors yard. I am sure some neighbors had made it earlier that day, but something about it creeped me out. Instead of having a carrot for a nose, the neighbors had stuck the carrot where his cock would be – I am sure trying to be funny. I figured I was just tired and needed to get inside away from all this xmas crap.

I must have fallen asleep on the couch and next thing I knew it seemed as if I had woke up and it was freezing cold. As cold as it would be outside in the snow. But I was inside. In some house I didn’t recognize. It was dark, but I could see, and I was naked. My nipples were hard from the cold, and I could see something lurking in the corner of the room. It was huge, and it didn’t quite look like a man. It stepped into the light where I could see, and it was the fucking snowman from the neighbor’s yard!

This thing was alive and coming towards me. My heart was racing and everything was going in slow motion like it does in dreams. It grabbed my naked body and its grip sliced into my arms. I tried to pull away, but it pressed its frozen body against mine and it was so cold that it felt like it was burning my naked tits. Then I felt something sharp and cold poking me between my legs, and I remembered the carrot! I tried to pull away again, knowing this thing was going to try to fuck me. It was so strong, and caught me as I spun around.

It gripped me tight from behind and shoved its carrot cock right in my ass. It was sharp and cold and dry and tore my asshole as it stabbed its way in.  I was screaming for this snow beast to let me go, and just when i felt its arms begin to wrap around my neck and tighten, I woke up. My heart was pounding, and as I gathered my thoughts I realized that I had cum all over the couch. I stood up`to go get a towel, and realized that somehow I was naked, just like in the dream. When I put my feet on the floor I stepped in a huge puddle of ice cold water – it looked like something had melted all over the floor.

I made my way to the window and peeked out to see if the snowman was still there. Sure enough, it was, but it was looking towards my window with that carrot cock pointing straight at me, the tip of it dripping with blood.

All Wrapped Up for Xmas

The holidays bring back such deep memories for me. It makes me remember the first time I was tied up, like a present, and presented to one of my uncles. Everyone had come over to my house for xmas eve, and the drinks were flowing. I was playing in my room and just waiting for bedtime so that I could go to sleep and then wake up to presents under the tree downstairs. I never got much, but it was still always a lot of fun. Just then, two of my male cousins came into my room. they were older than me, so they never paid much attention to me, but this time they were carrying rope.

I was confused, but they explained that they had forgot to buy a xmas gift for their dad, so they were going to make ME his present this year. I had no idea what they meant, but before I could ask, they grabbed me and started tying me up in my own bed. My feet were tied together and and my hands as well. I was started to get scared. They told me everything would be fine, and that the rope was really just xmas ribbon and that I was going to make a very pretty present for my uncle. They left me there, laying in my bed, all tied up and terrfied wondering what the hell was happening.

Not too long after, Iheard my door open, and it was my uncle. I heard my cousins yell from the hallway “Merry xmas!” and then the door closed. My uncle came over and sat on my bed. I felt so exposed, in just my panties and rope tied all over my body. He began to fondle my tiny breasts and told me what a pretty present I was. He began running his hands all over my body, and my tiny pussy was throbbing by the time he started unwrapping me. He untied my legs, but left my arms wrapped up. He spread my legs and put his face down between them. He licked me like a candy cane and I felt so tingly all over.

I could hear the rest of the family downstairs laughing and having fun. Xmas music was playing, and here we were in my room, with my uncle molesting me. I felt dirty and pretty all at the same time. He showed me how to suck his cock and then he fucked me in my own bed. No one came to stop him, and so I knew that my parents must have known. I remember laying there wondering if I would get extra special presents this year for being such a good girl. My uncle came all over me, and then kissed me softly and told me merry xmas. To this day I can’t hear a xmas song without thinking of that night.

Pussy Pierce

I’ve waited for this day forever – I am going to get my pussy pierced! I was so excited to get it done and I finally got an appointment with the hottest tattoo/piercer in town. His name is Rick and he took my info over the phone, so he has no idea how hot and yummy my pussy is going to be for him today. I walk in the parlor and there he is – so gorgeous. I feel myself get wet, but I try to remind myself that I am there to get pierced.

 

 

He takes me in the back room and I can see he likes my barely there clothes. I didn’t wear any panties because I was going to get pierced, so I let him know that too. I plopped down on his table and yanked my skirt right up so he could see what he was going to be working with. He smiled from ear to ear and immediately went to work studying my tiny little cunt. He spread my pussy lips apart and felt all over with his fingers.

I knew this had nothiing to do with him piercing me, but I certainly didn’t mind. I told him to keep playing with it as long as he liked. He said it was time to sanitize and surprised me by starting to clean my pussy with his tongue! His tongue was pierced and I felt the metal swirling on my clit. I was so fucking horny for this guy. He licked me and sucked on my clit and he was fantastic at it – I guess he knows his way around a pussy!

He finished licking me, and pulled me to the end of the table. He slid his dick inside me without even asking, and fucked me like the pain whore I am. He held my legs so tight he left bruises and he knew I liked it. He fucked me until he blew his load deep inside, and then collapsed on top of me, sweaty and satisfied. I didn’t get my pussy pierced… it was too swollen and tore up after his that, but the good thing is that I have another appointment with him – tomorrow ;)

Escape Plan FAIL

You unlock my room and tell  me we are going into the City. I am pale and bruised and have been in this locked room so long that I don’t even remember the last time I had been outside. I am naked and afraid to move. You scream at me to put some clothes on and get moving, and to meet you downstairs. You slam the door behind you and I scramble to get dressed, my little pussy still sore from your pounding this morning.

I look and see my teddy bear laying on the bed, the bear I always hold tight while you fuck me with your giant cock. The bear always makes me feel safe and I decided to go ahead and try to take it with me, hoping you wouldn’t mind. I didn’t know where we were going, but I figured maybe you would let me. Then I remembered you said we were going to the City. That means there would be lots of people around… maybe I could signal someone that you had kidnapped me long ago. I knew I would be too scared to speak, so I needed another way. A note! Thats it – I could write a note. Then I hear you screaming from downstairs and I panic.

I grab a red crayon and a piece of paper from the few things you allow me to have and I write “HELP” in large letters and fold the note up and hide it in my pocket of my shorts. I run downstairs and you are fuming mad for me having had take so long. You look at my bear and roll your eyes as you take me roughly by the arm and lead me outside. We walk to the nearest subway entrance and the entire time all I can think of is the note I have in my pocket. How will I get it out and hand it to someone without you noticing? My heart is pounding.

You grab a seat on the train and make me stand in front of you. There are people everywhere, mena nd women and I am too scared to reach for me note. The train starts to move and I almost fall over. You reach up and grab me by my hips. Your hand brushes my pocket and I feel your grip tighten. Horror shoots through my veins – you felt the note! You look in my eyes and see my guilt and fear. I am terrified as the train comes to a stop at the next station. You stand up and take me off the subway. There are still people everywhere, its my only chance and I blew it. You drag me up the stairs and we walk thr entire way home. You don’t say a word.

Once we are back home, you shut and lock the door behind us. You tell me to show you whats in my pocket. I can’t move. You rip my shirt off, my tiny breasts exposed, and you slap my nipples until I am screaming in pain.  I take the note out, hand shaking, and give it to you. I am still clutching my bear as you unfold the note and read it. I have never seen you so angry. Your eyes meet mine again and you grab my teddy bear. I scream, “NO!” and follow you as you run up the stairs to my room. You go in and grab my crayons and paper too. Then you head for the basement where your tools are. I am crying and begging you to please stop. You tell me I am going to learn my lesson.

In the basement, you take my bear and begin cutting him up with a saw. I am screaming and you knock me to the ground. You tell me to take off my shorts. I do as I am told and I lay naked on the basement floor. You take my red crayon and use a torch to make it start to melt. The hot crayon wax is dripping from the end of it and you dribble it on my bear. It looks like blood and that you murdered my teddy. My heart is crushed as I watch how heartless you are. Then you turn your attention towards my naked body. The crayon still dripping hot wax, you drop the drops on my nipples and the heat scorches them. I scream out in pain as you rub the hot crayon across my pink pussy.

You spread my legs and smear more wax all over my skin as you slide your cock in my throbbing pussy. My bright red nipples and bloody looking body give you a new thrill, and I know I just made everything worse for myself. I no longer had a teddy bear to hold while you fuck me, and you now have a desire for seeing me bleed. Your gruff voice in my ear tells me that I will never try to escape again. And I know you are right. I belong to you. You will fuck me for the rest of my pathetic life whenever you want.

Finally Got Hillary to Cum Home!

Finally! I just KNEW the day would cum when the perfect little teacher’s pet would need me!  She stayed after school to do some extra credit and boy did she pick the wrong day to miss the bus!  I was hanging out waiting for my ride when the sky opened up and a storm came out of nowhere. Bummer, I was caught in the rain, but I didn’t really care, I look about the same wet or dry. Then SHE came out the front doors, of course shocked and disgusted that it was raining and she was stuck with no umbrella. “She” is Hillary, the little miss priss of the whole school. She always wears dresses and is such a fucking suck up to all the teachers. But I see through her little goody two shoes act – she is a total slut. I hear she fucks the teachers to get her grades. I mean, so what, I would too if I could, but it just makes me sick how she pretends to be such a good girl.

 

 

I yelled over to Hillary and told her to some sit by me under the overhang. She looked at me like a bug on a stick, but the doors had locked behind her and there was no where else to stay dry. So she came over and stood next to me in the rain. I tried to drum up my sweetest voice and asked her if she needed a ride. She reluctantly said that she did. I could tell I made her uncomfortable, I smoke cigarettes and she would never dream of hanging out with me if anyone else was around. I told her I liked her skirt and I could tell she knew exactly what I meant. She smiled her cute little smile and said thanks. Ohhhhh she makes me so mad, she thinks she is so perfect.

 

 

What Hillary didn’t know, is that my ride is my dirty old Uncle James. He picks me up every Tuesday and he fucks me like crazy til my parents cum home. I knew Uncle James would love to fuck a girl like Hillary, and I figure she deserves it, so I told her she can come to my house and wait there until her parents can come and get her. Again, she reluctantly agreed. I told her to follow me, through the rain, to the back of the school, where my Uncle would pick us up. She acted like she was going to melt, but followed anyways. I could see my Uncle John leering from inside the car. I pushed her into the front seat first then slid in beside her. Uncle John didn’t even ask who she was, he was pretty creepy, truth be told, but I love letting him fuck me. Makes me feel like the bad girl I am.

 

 

We got to my house, went in, and I told Hillary that we need to get out of our wet clothes. I took her into my parents room, and we took our clothes off. She wasn’t nearly as shy as I thought she would be, and Uncle John came in just at the right moment. He grabbed me and put me on the bed and then turned around and grabbed her. She didn’t even resist – the little slut! She laid on her back and my Uncle and I had out way with her perfect little body for the remainder of that rainy afternoon. I guess Hillary really is a bad girl afterall.

Abused in the ally

I know I am a natural victim. Everyone tell me to stand up for myself. Be strong. But fuck that! I don’t want to be strong. I want to be taken. I want to be held down and used like a whore! I want to have every single hole fucked and used. I need it. I sneak out of the house almost every single night. Walking to the worst part of towns. In my tiny little outfits. Waiting and hoping for something bad to happen. Last night I was out on 5th street. I was walking down a nasty piss soaked ally when I heard a can bouncing down the street! I wasn’t scared. I got excited. My pussy got so wet!  I had to force myself to keep walking slowly. Waiting for the second I felt him grab me. I knew he was there. I could feel him. Smell him.  I knew what was about to happen. Then I felt him throw me to the ground. My face pushed hard against the pavement! I felt my skirt pushed up and my panties ripped off. I was so excited. So turned on! I could smell his breath. It reeked of vomit and beer. Then he buried his cock inside me. He started telling me what a whore I am. What a nasty fucking slut. That I deserved this! And I do. I came over and over until he emptied his seed deep inside me. I laid there enjoying the feel of his cum seeping out of me. Mmmm  A perfect night.

Pretty in Pink???

Only  a pervert would want me to be color coordinated during a bondage session while snapping pictures and jerking his prick at the same time. 

Well, I do what I am told and I stay in my place, and that place is being an obedient submissive whore.  Some guys like for me to look pretty when they use me or whore me out to their friends.  I heard that guys are visual, so I understand. This guy that I am subbing for, part-time, bought a pink paddle, a pink flogger, pink ball gag and matching pink hand cuffs and ankle cuffs, and don’ t forget the pretty pink bondage rope.  It gets him hard when he uses these pretty things on me.  I saw him jerking off with the new pink flogger….. :)

Locked Up for Punishment:Cuckold Sub Whore

 

I try really hard to be a good girl, but somehow, I keep getting into trouble.  This time, I was locked inside the house for a day and forced to watch my new boyfriend have sex with another girl, right in front of me. He kept looking over at me while she was sucking his cock, telling me that she gives better blow jobs that I do.  I started crying, and they both laughed at me.  When he got ready to cum, he pulled out of her mouth and shot his load on my nipples and rubbed it in with his cock.  Something about watching another girl be responsible for his cum load, got me so turned on.  I felt my pussy getting wetter and wetter.  Next, the two pervs started making out, right in front of my face. Then they dropped down on the floor, only about a few inches away from me and started fucking, like machines.  Watching his hard cock buried inside of her asshole made me cum so hard.  She screamed his name and frantically and in between her moans, told me how incredibly good my man’s cock felt inside of her.  I felt so pathetic, watching his huge cock stretch her ass wide open.  He came in her ass, and my boyfriend told me to lick his load it out of her.  I felt like such a nasty slut; his cuckold bitch, bound and wet from his drying cum on my nipples and from creaming all over myself.