“Not here for you Your here to please
Open wide Get down on your knees
Take my cock and don’t reject
Disobey I’ll break your neck”
That is from the song “Sex Slave;” my Master’s love song for us. No sappy ass love tunes for me. On Valentine’s Day, while other girls got flowers and candy, I received nipple clamps, shock collars and new bondage equipment. I was tied up and fucked in the ass, while you were spoiling your girl like she was a Goddess. I also was skull fucked, whipped, kicked, choked, burned, cut and humiliated, while you two were dancing romantically. Instead of drinking champagne, I drank my Master’s piss. While you and your wife were eating steak at some fancy restaurant, I was eating dog shit, tied up to a pole naked in the back yard, freezing. Your wife probably wore a diamond necklace, while I wore a diamond dog collar. Anytime your woman looked at you, she saw love and admiration. I did not dare look into Master’s eyes, and if I did, I saw hatred and disdain, before I was slapped.
I am a submissive phone sex whore. The women in your life are companions, best friends, lovers, wives… I am a fuck pig, a sex slave, a torture doll…. Your girl walks into a room with her head held high. I crawl on my hands and knees with my head dangling low praying that I will live. I bet the women in your life love the color red. They associate it with roses, heart shaped candy boxes, rubies and love. It is the color of romance. I fear the color red because in my world, it is only associated with blood, my blood.
For you see, I am not the kind of woman men cherish, adore, love, spoil or pamper. I am the kind of whore men own, abuse, hurt and torture. I am a pain slut, a cum dump, a pet, a punching bag….everything your girl is not. But, I bet you are curious about my type of woman. I never say no. I don’t dare cry. I give until I die. Take a walk on the dark side with me.
Cassandra
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1 comments
Rape-Pig Cassandra,
I love the blog and especially the four lines of the song, you gorgeous Whore! Here are a few more lines I would add:
Yes, you are a beautiful Whore
The kind I’d love to beat and more
Piss, Cum, and shit is what you deserve
Your spit roasted body is what will be served
I’ll rape, beat, and eat you, then shit you out
but only after the pain makes you plead and shout
punching and stomping your face, gut, and TITS
until blood is all that remains of it
your degradation will not be complete
until your mutilation puts me in total heat
you’ll be tortured far beyond just enough
and as always, it will end in your ultimate snuff.
Role Play Fantasy:
I would love to be the guy holding your head back and jerking off in your mouth. Then, pull out an 18 inch long double-edge razor sharp blade, put it right up against your Adams-Apple. You look me right in the eyes and say, “Do it Master, Kill this fucking whore Rape-Pig, like I deserve.” I then look at you with total raw animal lust as I brutally ram it through that luscious sexy filthy throat of yours until coming out the back of your feminine slut-whore neck, giving your throat its final and ultimate fuck, Bitch.
Whorechoker