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Future Hardcore Ass Fucking Porn Star

hardcore ass fucking big titsI went to a new club with one of my masters this weekend. I thought it would be a typical BDSM dungeon, but this club specialized in hardcore ass fucking. All the women in the club were to be anally gang banged. In fact they were filming most of it for some underground ass rape porn series called Bound and Gangbanged. I watched a few girls go before me. They were all strapped down with ball gags in their mouths while men fucked their asses. Not one guy, but every guy in the club, over a 100 men, got to fuck every girl’s ass.

I’ve had rough anal before. I like getting fucked in the ass. But a 100 men in my ass was daunting. Each girl that went before me was crying, even bleeding. A few ended up with prolapsed asses. When it was my turn, my Master got the first turn. He fucked me on a fancy bench. He shot a load up inside my hot ass, and before his cum had a chance to run out of me, more dicks were crammed into my rosebud. Sometimes 4 at a time up my ass. The pain was awful. I was being stretched out more than I ever had before. Cameras were filming me; guys were circle jerking around me; my ass was getting tortured by countless cocks.

hardcore ass fucking anal gangbangI laid there, face down on a bench getting  some hardcore ass fucking for hours. When everyone had taken their turn, I was released to my Master, who decide he wanted to fuck me again. I had a bucket load of cum up my ass. My ass has never been this sore. I have been sitting on Popsicle all day. Master just called me and said the owners of the club were so impressed with me, they want to use me in more underground films. My ass belongs to my Master. Apparently, my ass belongs to all men because I am a worthless whore.

I spent all my favorite giftcards!

bondage phone sexAnyone who knows me well knows that all I wanted for Christmas was a gift card to one of my very favorite stores. I bet you can’t guess how many x’s are in this store’s name! This is my favorite store to shop in, not only do I know everyone who works there, and they know me quite well too… but they have the widest selection around for whatever ‘mood’ I’m in. This year I really racked up on those gift cards giving me a lot more options to get what I really wanted. I have been wanting to add to my bondage collection as I have been in that mood for some time now… I needed more toys to play with. I decided I could never have more than enough handcuffs and ties – maybe a sex sling will be needed too? I wanted more ball gags – those are the best! I love to torture so I of course had to make a stop to the nipple clamps and weights section, probably one of my favorite parts of the entire store…mmm. A purple anal plug was next to be bought, what is bondage without some forced ass play? What’s your favorite part of bondage? Mine is when you are all tied up, helpless as you can be, ball gag in your mouth, restraints holding your legs apart, and nipples hard from the clamps weighing them down as your lil man pussy, tits and ass get slapped over and over again with my favorite little whip. It leaves the best marks, if only you could see. I bought more toys of course, for my other moods, but I know what I’m in the mood after all that after Christmas shopping.

A Night To Remember

Don’t you ever take a minute and wonder what I fantasize about?  So many of my caller’s lust after me but none never ask what I like. Well I want to let you in on a special secret on what I fantasize about.  There is this one hunk I light bondage pornlust for ever night.   A certain task force Captain from the hot TV show Chicago PD.  I wish I could be right with him through his every move.  I’d wear the sluttiest naughty outfit.  I would just lay myself across his desk sticking whatever is handy inside of me.  When he would come in I’d lay back and masturbate to his presence. I would guide his hand to my clit and have him rub it till I came.  I want him to desire my dripping wet pussy and take me out and throw me on his police car and fuck me like a convict. Yeah baby slap those cuffs on me. Fuck me with that night stick. I bet all the men who pass by would get hard watching him treat me like a slut right there in the open.  I’d be his own personal badge bunny. Doesn’t that make you horny? I bet it does.

Why don’t you come tell me your deep dark fantasies? light bondage porn

Humiliation phone sex with Wendy: Ruin me

Maybe I’m sick, but I love the way you use me. When you tell me what a worthless and dirty slut I am, it just drives me wild. Before it upset me, but now it makes me wet. I’ve even learned to enjoy when you spit in my face.
Only a filthy whore would tolerate the abuse, but I beg for it so I’m worse than a whore. I’m a desperate, depraved pervert who gets turned on while she’s being humiliated. My secret fantasy is that one day you’ll destroy me completely. I know it’s really twisted, but I can’t help it. I don’t just want you to ruin me physically either, I want you to ruin me emotionally too.
Anytime you think you’re punishing me, it doesn’t feel like a punishment at all. I’m just happy to be of use to you and also to have your attention. Serving you is the only thing that matters, before I do anything I need your permission first. Your approval is needed even when I want to eat or go to sleep.
You get what you want when you want it, no matter how disgusting or degrading it is. All I want is to be a good girl for you, you’re willing perfect slave.

REALLY???

I think I finally topped myself this year. I have gotten drunk and woke up in some pretty strange places and some pretty strange circumstances but this one tops them all.

We partied like we always do on New Years Eve. I don’t remember when I stopped remembering what we were doing. At whatever point that was, I must have enjoyed myself because here I sit.

I can tell by the smell I am at the old folks home. I am in the physical therapy room I think. laying on the cold tile floor, naked and alone and surrounded by photographs from the wee hours of the morning.

I don’t really care about getting dressed right away. I can hear all the activity out side the physical therapy room. I would rather wait until lunch time to try and sneak out of here with out being questioned.

So here I sit naked and examining the photographs trying to figure out who the hell I was here with last night and piece together what happened. There are pictures of my huge tits, nipples hard and sticking out as if they had just been sucked. In a couple of the pictures I am tied up and being spanked, my wet bald pussy glistening with cum. And in one picture  his huge cock is visible, the tip of it dripping and the biggest cum shot I have ever seen is covering my ass.

As hard as I am trying I can’t for the life of me remember anything. The pictures aren’t helping.

Make Me Beg for More

 

I love when they tell me to beg for it, force me to tell them how much I love to be used, humiliated, and dominated. This week my master told me I would be doing a very important job for him. Of course I would do anything he wants me to do, so I happily arrived at my master’s boss’s house ready for anything his boss wanted to do to me. I was sure to get him a raise after this visit, I thought. He wasted no time practically dragging me downstairs, ripping off my outfit and ordering me to put on the outfit he had picked out for me. I am a good submissive slut and I did everything he told me to do. Once exactly how he wanted me, he informed me that if I disobeyed him at all I was to expect a punishment far more painful than I could ever imagine. I could tell this guy was serious about his hot desire to violate me. I was excited, he had me bound, arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest brutally abusive session…mmm.

Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra and Sin: The Price of Beauty

I usually only have male masters. Sin, is the exception. She is a beautiful hot dominant bitch. I can’t help but give in to Sin.  I met her years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female domme there. The rest of us girls were just subbie bitches there to be used and abused by the male patrons. She took a liking to me. I think because I am quite beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am no stuck up bitch. I know my place. Sin called me last weekend as she wanted me to check out this new female centered S and M club. I was not Sin’s date for the evening; I was her pet.

I wore a diamond encrusted dog collar and crawled into the club on all fours like the dog I am. If I pulled or crawled at a pace too fast for Sin, she took her riding crop to my exposed ass. The club was packed. Lots of beautiful dominant goth goddesses with pretty little subbie pets like me. Sin took me into a private VIP room. The room looked far more inviting than what was about to happen to me. Purple and black crushed velvet disguised the torture room. Sin had me get up on this table and she tied me spread eagle. I was gagged and my hands and feet exposed.

Sin informed me that in medieval times, pretty, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with this archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture devices. I saw sharp sewers, hot oil and sulfur, pliers and a host of sharp objects. I was scared. Sin was a dominant bitch, but I was about to meet her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped the sewers in the hot sulfur and slide them under my toes and fingernails. The hot sulfur not only loosened the nail from my flesh, it scaled my flesh. My screams had to pierce her ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. I thought I was a pain slut until this moment. Nothing in my S and M world, prepared me for the pain of denailing.

Once my finger and toenails were pliable from the hot sulfur and oil, Sin used the pliers to rip the nails from their root, leaving me with bloody stumps. The pain was unlike anything I had felt before; so excruciating that I passed out a few times. The entire time Sin was denailing my once pretty extremities, she smiled. It was as if she was creating a work of art, her masterpiece to be proud of.  Even the air hurt as it touched my exposed fingers and toes. Every tear, every wince, every scream, brought a smile to Sin’s face.

I learned a valuable, painful lesson that night. Never try to be prettier than your Master. My vanity, my pride, my beauty, paid a high price for that lesson. But I will never make that mistake again.

Christmas Bonus

 

My new pool guy Roberto is a big strong Spanish who is so intoxicating I had to have my way with him. He came to check my pool for winter and after he was done I told to come inside the house for his Christmas bonus.

When he walked I was sitting by the roaring fire in a old wooden chair. I had nothing but a red corset and black lace thong and thigh high’s on. He had his sexy smirk on his face as he walked closer to me, I grabbed his hands. I sat him down in the chair in-front of the fireplace and tied him up with a some ribbon.

I turned on some slow jams to get me in the mood and I started to dance for him. He watched with his big brown eyes as I slowly took my panties off. He started to say something in his thick accent as  I shoved my soaking wet thong in his mouth to keep him quiet.

I wanted him to see what I was going to do but I didn’t want him to say a word. I knew he could talk me into letting him go so he could be in charge.  I took his leather men out if his pocket and cut his shirt open exposing his big hard chest. I wanted him even more.

I unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi hard cock. I wasn’t please with how little his uncut cock was but it would work. I took the knife and I put the blade against
his skin and I started to lightly run the blade acrossed his chiseled  Chest a I rubbed his cock. He started to grow and get harder as I rubbed him more and more.

I took the knife and cut the buttons off of my corset one at a time to expose my big beautiful Brest. I stood there rubbing the knife up and down my body and then got on top of him and and put the tip if his cock inside of me. I slowly started to slide his cock into my wet warm cunnie.

I started to bounce on his cock and when he would start to flinch and tense up his body to cum I took the knife and held it to his throat. You are not aloud to cum until I say so. That did nothing to stop his little worthless cock as I pulled my pussy off him he squirted his cum all over my pussy lips. I was angry and pushed my heel into his chest until the chair knocked over.

I left the panties in his mouth and sat in his face and ride him till I came
all over him.

Merry Christmas
Xoxo monika

Discipline

You know that sometimes I forget the rules or forget to obey them. You were getting really frustrated with me last week, more than usual. I can tell because my little ass is still covered with bruises and welts. You keep them fresh by spanking and whipping everyday so they don’t fade. Begging for you to stop doesn’t change anything, I should know better anyway because I don’t have the right to beg for anything.


When my whining gave you a headache you put the ball gag in my mouth to silence me. Then, you locked me in my cage and turned off every light. I was left alone in a pitch black room reflecting on my behavior. I regretted upsetting you very much Sir. You could tell how sorry I was two hours later when you let me out of that scary dark room. After you removed the gag you immediately filled my mouth with your massive cock before I could say anything. You slammed my head against the wall and kept pushing your prick deeper and deeper into my throat. Hearing me choke and gag didn’t slow you down either. You were going so hard and fast that I threw up!
It was so embarrassing when I puked, I could tell you were angry too. You even rubbed my face in the puddle and made me lick it up. Most of it was on the floor, but some was on your cock too. Once both were perfectly clean you went back to pumping your throbbing prick in and out of my throat. This time you didn’t stop until you filled my mouth with your warm, yummy cum.
Thank you Sir, for being so good to me…

The Patient is Ready

She really put up a fight. When you grabbed her out of the parking lot, hit her over the head, and tied her up in your van, she pretended to be knocked out cold. She fooled you, and you hate to be fooled. Unfortunately the joke was on her. By the time she was untied, she was already in your dungeon, and no one could hear her screams. Well, except us other slave whores. And we are worthless to her.

We watched as you untied her, and as she tried to surprise you by coming up swinging. Little did she know the consequence this would have. I even saw your cock get hard at the extra excitement it gave you. Your dark side came out, and you began beating her ruthlessly. Once you had her on the ground, you grabbed her legs and arms, one by one, and snapped them. She was a useless torso, and the screams got quieter as her pain took over. But your cock was still hard, and you weren’t done with her yet.

You got down on the groun and tried to lift her up. But she had no balance on her broken legs, and your arms were tired from beating her so badly. You got up and let me out of my cage. You simply said “Fix her.”. I didn’t know what to do, but I remembered all your medical equipment in one of the closets and I went there. Hanging there in all the filth was a nurse’s outfit of all things. It seemed ridiculous, but it was cold and I was naked, so I put it on. I grabbed some supplies and headed back to her motionless body.

I knew you wanted to fuck her, and so I had to get her in a position so that you could. Her bones were broken in her legs, so I began wrapping them as quickly as I could. You stood over us, stroking your cock and chuckling. I got one thigh cast up tight, and pulled with all my strength to get her ass in the air. Then I wrapped the other one. I took a board and placed it between her legs – and cast her in a perfect doggie style position. I got up and stepped back, and you knelt behind her with your raging hardon and began plowing her asshole.

Her screams returned, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn’t move and you continued to fuck her body full of broken bones. You came in her tight ass, as she choked on the dirt on the floor. I removed the costume and returned to my cell. You left her there, in her permanent fuck position. I knew you would leave her there until her bones fused back together just the way they were. The stupid bitch should have known better than to try to fool you, Master. My pussy aches for the day when I get to remove the casts and see her pathetic new shape, and watch you fuck her all over again.