My Dark Fantasies Came True

I have dark fantasies. We all do. Sometimes my dark fantasies become reality. When I was a college girl, I fantasized about being kept in a dungeon as a sex slave. There was no light in the basement. I was denied affection. My basic needs for food and water barely covered. I was just a fuck pig. Men would not only fuck me when they wanted, but they would also use me as a toilet. Piss and shit on me. Essentially, I was just a waste dump for cum, piss and shit. I know it was a sick fantasy, but I always viewed myself as garbage. Just a piece of shit whore who deserved nothing but abuse and humiliation. One day, I met Max. He was a dominant older man. He didn’t like women much, especially ginger girls like myself.  I never shared my deep dark fantasies with him. I thought we were dating actually, until one day I woke up feeling drugged and I was chained like a baby lamb in his cold dark basement. I asked confused what was going on, but he spit in my face. “Whore you didn’t think I loved you did you,” he seethed at me. I was scared. Fantasy had become reality. He forced his cock in my mouth and pissed. A long pissed too. I had never tasted piss before. He pinched my nose forcing me to swallow it. It was salty and gross. I thought maybe I was  trapped in a bad dream, but then his friends showed up. They teased the little red headed girl before they gang banged me. It was the first time I had multiple men at once. It would not be the last, however. I got filled in every hole with a gallon of cum. My ass prolapsed from the rough anal sex. I remained chained like a dog the entire time. I spent the better half of a year in his basement as his whore until he grew bored of me. Like trash I was discarded;  but the experience shaped me into the submissive whore I am today. Now I have even darker fantasies.