Women enjoy dark fantasies too. But often, my dark imagination becomes reality. Men know I’m a submissive whore and never mind using me. The other night I went to an upscale bar. More like a nightclub. And I just wanted someone to party with. Maybe score some free cocaine.
And I met Derek. He seemed like a nice enough guy. Wall Street banker type. Generous with his time and his money. Only 28 years old. So, I served as his dirty MILF. He promised me cocaine if I came back to his penthouse with him. Since he didn’t look or act like any of the snuff porn makers I’ve worked with in the past, I assumed he would be a safe option. When will I ever learn?
This guy owned all sorts of creepy sex toys, including a humongous and dangerous looking sex machine. I could tell he had a dark fetish. He promised me a brick of cocaine in exchange for letting him try out his new machine. I figured since he owned an upscale apartment instead of some scary warehouse this might be OK. But I should know nothing’s ever OK with these men I meet.
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So, first I sucked that sex machine. And three days later, all I can taste is rubber. He drilled my mouth so hard with that machine. I thought he might literally put a hole in the back of my head. But when he started to use it on my pussy, things changed. Smoke came out of my holes. Yes, he fucked me that hard. And boy did I feel it. I looked at him and he just laughed. I was there for his entertainment. He took advantage of my desperateness for coke and tortured my pussy, ass and mouth with his sex machine from hell.
Although I am a taboo phone whore, sometimes I wish I could just party with a guy. No violence and no torture. But that never happens. Men love to abuse me.
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