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Life Sentence

I had finally just got my license back and wouldn’t you know it I get pulled over again? It was the middle of the night and I had been drinking of course, but I decided to try to sweet talk my way out of the ticket. I rolled my window down and two officers approached. I could barely see them with the glaring lights from their car, but they shined a light right on me and one asked if I knew why I got pulled over. I HATE when they ask that, so of course I just smiled sweetly and said “no officer”.


They didn’t even ask my name or for my license or anything, one of them just said “get out of the car”. I tried to say something and he yanked the door open and ripped me out by my hair. My heart started racing, realizing this wasn’t a normal traffic stop. He spun me around and the other one handcuffed me. I tried to apologize for whatever was going on, and he just slapped me right across the face so hard I could taste blood. They both began ripping my clothes off right there on the side of the road. I was too scared to scream.

I begged them to let me go and promised them I wouldn’t tell anyone. They laughed at me and carried me back to my own trunk which they had popped open. One shoved me in, face down and my ass hanging out. My face was crushed inside my trunk as I felt a huge cock enter my ass. The officer fucked me without mercy for what seemed like forever. Then his partner took over and rammed my tight little ass even more. I could feel my wrists bleeding from the handcuffs, and the side of my face was burned from scuffing against the carpet in my trunk.


They both came inside my ass, and then one picked my limp body up and carried me back to their car. I thought they were going to throw me in the backseat, but once again they opened the trunk, and threw me in. This time all the way, and shut the trunk. Now here I am, cuffed and naked in the dark trunk. My ass is torn to shreds and I can feel the car moving. I have no idea what they plan to do to me next or where we are going, but I have a feeling I will never see the light of day again…  

The Coed and The Professor: Teen Slut Fucked Hard

Do you like fucking teen pussy? You would not be the only one. And you would be surprised how many other folks like it too. One of my female professors is a hardcore dominatrix. That was news to me. In the classroom she is such a prissy schoolmarm. In fact, I thought she had never been fucked in her life. She caught me cheating on an exam. Instead of telling the dean, she suggested I come to her place so we could talk about a way to rectify this all. I was grateful. My college has a zero tolerance policy in regards to cheating; she could have had me expelled.

When I arrived, she looked quite different. Sexy actually. She offered me some wine, but after a few sips, I felt dizzy. She apparently drugged my wine. I woke up in a basement I think, tied to some device with a ball gag in my mouth. As I came too, I realized she was on her knees between my legs. She had a huge vibrator and was stimulating my clit. Was not sure what was going on but it felt good. She looked up at me, “You’re my bitch now. Do as you are told and you get to stay in school.”  I liked her bitch in charge attitude. She used that vibrator on me for a good solid hour at least. I thought she would have to peel me off the ceiling I came so hard, so many times. I get in trouble, but I am the one cumming over and over? I may cheat more often in her class.

She untied me. “Gonna be a good bitch?” she asked. I assured her I was her willing slave. Fuck, I’d do this bitch anytime had I known she was such a bad ass in the bedroom. She led me upstairs to her bedroom where she put on her strap-on to fuck me. She wanted to see a teen slut fucked hard she said. I liked how that sounded. She pounded me so hard with her strap on. Hell she fucked me better than most men do with their cocks. I squirted so much cum all over her, it felt like I had pissed myself. She fucked me on my back, on all fours, up against the wall, even made me ride her cock. Fucked my tight ass too. I never came so much or so hard in my life. Felt amazing. I loved who she was outside of the classroom. Sexy dominate bitch in charge. I told her she could own my teen twat anytime she wanted. I wanted to be her young teen slut. If this is how bad girls get punished, I want to be bad all the time. Do you want to punish me too?

Making Movies

The drugs hit me hard, but I could hear your voice instructing me what to do for the camera. My vision was blurry, and i could only see a fuzzy outline of you behind the tripod. You had taken me from school, drugged me, and brought me here to make your teen slut porn. I had been here before – it all seemed familiar – but I was unable to control the situation. You had me so brainwashed into believing you would hurt me if I tried to leave.


I knew my best bet was to do what you said and to make the best movie I could make for you and your sick friends. They loved watching my tiny cunt on their screens as you made me show everything between my legs. Toys laid next to me on the bed and I used them on my clit to arouse my pussy and make it swell for your camera. You kept telling me what a dirty fucking teen whore I was and to do it right the first time or I would be punished.

I remember the punishment you laid down last time, also on film, and you made me watch it back since I was knocked out cold during your rage. I am thankful for the drugs that are clouding my mind while I violate my own body with the dirty toys you provided. I make it look good, and I make it look hot. That’s what you want from me and I will obey you this time. Here is my pussy, and I cum for your camera. I cum for you. I am nothing but a worthless little cum whore, and my place is to entertain you. Anytime. Anywhere.

Submissive Phone Sex with Summer: The Dangers of Babysitting

When I was younger, I had a slew of jobs. Normally, I quit my jobs and moved on to something bigger and better. But, I had this one babysitting job where I got fired. Still pisses me off too. Not only did I give their brat the best care ever, I had to put up with the twisted older siblings. Twin brats. A boy and a girl, who were not trusted with the little one, for a good reason. They were sick fucks. Only teens themselves, but on their way to become future serial killers. Not a gig went by that they did not torture me. One time the brother bound and gagged me while his sick sister spread my pussy open with clothes pins. My pussy was gaping open, and the equally twisted brother pissed right in my pussy. They took pictures of me to blackmail me with. I had to be their bitch after that if I didn’t want those pictures of me all over school. I was head cheerleader, most popular girl in school, had a reputation as an in charge bitch. If it got around, guys would think I was a submissive whore and feel they could do anything they wanted to me. No way was I letting that happen.

I let them call the shots for months.  I had a reputation to uphold, plus their parents paid me very well. In hindsight, I think it is because they knew their older offspring were really Satan’s spawn. The day I got fired, I remember clearly. The twisted sister had my hands tied behind my back and was wearing a strap-on. She was skull fucking me, while her brother was fucking me in the ass. The little brat was tied in a chair being forced to watch.  Their parents walked in on the show. They were quite livid. But with me. I was the one tied up being assaulted by their devil brats, but I was the one that got in trouble. The mother slapped my face, called me every name in the book and fired me. Didn’t even pay me. They still contended I was the bad influence even after the little brat said it was all his siblings fault.

Those evil twins eventually killed a schoolmate, so I guess it was a good thing I got fired. I got out with my life and unscathed, just humiliated. Their parents are still in denial over just how sick their offspring were. Not sure what ever happened to the brat. But I do know this, I started studying my ass off so I could get into college and never have to babysit again in my life.

Spanking Phone Sex with Tabitha: Still Sore

Kevin was an old client, he’s been around ever since I was a little girl. The first time he saw me he became obsessed and Daddy loves it. To keep him with the company all I have to do is visit Kevin every once in awhile. If I have plans when Kevin wants me, I cancel them like I did last night. I wanted to go out with my friends, but pleasing Daddy always comes first.
Once I was at Kevin’s he seemed different, almost angry. Apparently, he’d been watching me. He said he’d seen the way I’ve been dressing lately, how I’ve been flirting with boys, and other things he didn’t like. He tore off my clothes while he told me told what a dirty whore I’ve been, then he threw me face down onto his bed. It made me a little nervous, but I didn’t show it. Not even when he started to tie my ankles and wrists to his bed post with rope which was something he’d never done before.
The rope was tied so tightly that even the slightest struggle caused it to dig into my skin. It only hurt a little, so I didn’t complain. Kevin suddenly pulled my pants down and peeled my panties off until they both rested at my knees. Even though I was sort of scared, my cunny was starting to get wet and Kevin noticed that when he reached between my thighs. That upset him even more, but he said he wasn’t surprised. A nasty slut like me is always ready and waiting to get fucked. Then, he leaned down and whispered in my ear to tell me that this time I wasn’t getting I want. Kevin made sure to give me the punishment that I deserved, he said that’s the only way dirty bitches like me ever learn. The welts he left on my thighs and ass were a reminder of what happens to naughty little girls.


It started with just a few light spanks, but they got harder and harder each time. Kevin slapped my already sore cheeks in the same spots over and over again too until I begged him to stop. He didn’t, it only got worse. When I heard him unbuckle his belt I tried to escape, but it was hopeless. All it did was make Kevin laugh and he continued to laugh while he beat my tender red ass with his leather belt. The tears running down my face didn’t phase him or slow him down. It wasn’t over until every inch of my ass was covered with welts and bruises, but that still wasn’t enough to satisfy him. After Kevin released me from the rope, he rolled me onto my back and spread my legs wide. Then, he ran his fingers gently against the inside of my thighs. I thought it was over until he leaned down and whispered in my ear; “Missed a spot”. He grabbed his belt off the nightstand next to his bed and rubbed against my thighs. I cried and begged him to let me go-I knew it wouldn’t work, I just hoped. Eventually sent me home, but only after the inside of my thighs got the same treatment as my poor aching ass. By the time my punishment was over I was too sore to move.

Kevin saw how difficult it was for me to walk and offered to give me a ride home. Neither of us said a word to each other for the entire ride. He didn’t put any music on either because he said he wanted to listen me to cry. Once we reached my house, the pain was even worse and I couldn’t move at all without screaming. As much as Kevin enjoyed watching me suffer eventually he picked me up and carried me to by bed. He even tucked me in and said goodnight before he left the room.

The Sting of Pleasure

I know I have been a very naughty girl by seducing and being a cock tease.  Daddy said what I need is a good spanking session to cure me of my bad acts.  I can confess to you  that I love a good old fashioned spanking.  Daddy says my punishment should fit the crime and spanking for obedience keeps me in line.

 You stand there with a paddle in your hand stating I’m going to get what I deserve.  I pull up my skirt for you and straddle over your knees.  You make me assume the position where you can get good leverage and give me good hard spanking!  I will try not to squirm or cringe too much as you slap my voluptuous ass cheeks with your hard oak paddles.  I cover my ears but  I  still hear the crisp smack of my flesh getting slapped.  It seems to go on for hours.  You pause in between swats only to allow the stinging to subside before resuming again.  I hear you let out a sigh, and brush powder on your hands and I smell the sweet aroma.  I look at you in despair and ask,  you mean you are going to use your hand instead.

The rush comes over me the torture is profound but I can’t wait too much longer for you to have your way with my sweet ass.  I can only hope you punish me  hard for all my nasty bad acts. Please don’t make it to pink and sore!

Now I know what your thinking why do I have so much experience and love doing an erotic role play?  Because I’m a nasty bad girl and I love where after I receive my punishment and can turn the tables and spank you.  So don’t hesitate pick up that phone and let’s get this party started.

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.

Alone Time

Its finally my turn for all your attention. I have been bringing you bimbo virgins all year long, and helping you torture them and take away everything that means anything to them during your ass rape porn. Now it is my turn to get some of that pain inflicted on me. I crave it every time I watch you tear one of them up. I watch as you split them in two, and I slap them around while you fuck their innocent little twats. Now its time for some real fun with your perfect little accomplice whore that knows how to handle the pain.

You have a surprise for me – some ropes to the ceiling beams to tie my arms up. I can fight as hard as I want, and you know I will try at first but then do anything and everything you say. I know my time alone with you is rare, and I won;t waste one second of the torture you will inflict on my tight little body. My arms are tied, legs spread, standing and waiting for your order. You tell me to bend over and begin to whip my ass so hard that fire shoots through me. You make me count out loud – WHIP -one, one thousand, WHIP – two, one thousand, WHIP – three, one thousand… and I count as I am beaten to 100.

I can feel the blood trickling down my legs and it feels so cold. My ass cheeks and back are stinging like a million bees stings and I know I will wear the scars forever. You’re breathing heavy and your cock it hard. But you have more rage before the fucking begins. The blood and pain are no where near enough for your pain whore. You beging whipping my breasts, and I count again. This time to 200. My legs are beginning to give out from the pain draining my adrenaline. You are wearing me down but feeding my addiction.

You finally go behind me, reach around and grab my breasts. Your grip burns my open wounds from your sweaty hands. I never scream. I am not one of those bimbos. I am your pain whore and I am thankful for every sensation you send coursing through my body. I feel you enter my ass with your cock, with nothing but my blood as lubricant. You fuck me without mercy until my ass is ripped like those virgin cunts you enjoyed all year. I hang limp from the ropes as you cum all over my body. You cum feels so warm, and my head is spinning from the pain. Thank you for spending time with just me. I promiseI will bring you a good girl tomorrow….

Spanking Phone Sex with Granny Samantha: I Love a Rainy Night

On a rare occasion, I need a babysitter for my grand angels. Normally, I prefer to keep them at home, close with me for family fun. However, last night I got invited spur of the moment to a concert.  I called up Tiffany who has watched the ankle biters before for me. She is a hot kinky thing herself, and I have no doubt that when she starts pushing out little ones, she will be a p mommy too. Tiffany came over  before I was about to leave, but we still had time to discuss the house rules. I explained that no one has to wear clothes, masturbation is encouraged and NOT to be behind closed doors, and that proper love is to be shown to Tiffany as the adult at all times.

I leave but due to rain, my concert ended too soon; so I returned home thinking still early enough to have some fun. But I find one of the grand angels sitting on a bag of frozen vegetables. I asked Jasmine what was the matter and she said, “Tiffany hurt my bottom.” I asked Tiffany what had happened and she informed me that little Jazzy was being a brat tonight and got spanked. Turns out Jasmine refused to lick Tiffany’s cunt. I asked her why would she would pass up such a sweet little cunnie and told her I was certain it tasted as good as mine, if not better.  And I added that when a house guest wants her pussy licked, a good hostess licks her pussy. I even demonstrated by licking Tiffany’s honey pot right in front of her. Tiffany was delicious. Young pussy always taste good.

Jasmine still refused, so I threw her over my knee and spanked her several more times. I asked her if she was ready to be a good host yet and kiss Tiffany’s special spot. But, she was being a total mean little brat. So, I had to spank her more. While she was across my lap, I realized her little pussy was wet. Could it be my sweet little angel was a submissive pain slut? She seemed to be getting off as I spanked her. I suggested Tiffany spank her bare little bottom some more while I watched. I got really turned on watching that little hairless cunnie trying to rub all over Tiffany knee to get off. I was getting wet just watching. Then Tiffany just slid a finger in my grand angel’s little honey pot and pulled out a finger covered in honey. She tasted it, then gave me a finger to lick. Sweet young nectar is the best.

Tiffany rubbed my sweet girls itty bitty clitty while spanking her bare ass, while I heard the rain beat down on the house. She brought my wee one to her first orgasm. We celebrated with cake and ice cream. After we ate, little Jazzy asked to eat cake off of Tiffany’s special spot. Seems my grand angel likes to be spanked.  And Tiffany likes to spank. We took turns the rest of the night spanking Jasmine’s little butt while Jazzy took turns licking our pussies. I was actually grateful for the rain last night as I had much more fun spanking bare little bottoms and having my pussy licked by the sweetest little girl. But as her p granny, I may be biased.