I got up to answer the knock on the door. I didn’t even have the door opened all the way, when he pushed it open the rest of the way and shoved me backwards. I felt a mixture of anger and arousal as I felt the juices start to flow between my legs as my ass hit the floor and he threw a leather corset at me hissing at me to put it on. I hadn’t finished fastening it when he threw a collar at me as he was pulling whips and chains out of the matching leather bag that he had thrown on the chair. My head screamed “say no” but my body and pussy were screaming “fuck me, take me”. My body won as I felt myself being shoved down the hall to the bedroom where the sexual assault would last for hours bordering on abuse and yet making us both cum over and over again with a dark and unbridled passion that comes from taboo sex.
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Spreading the love is how I was raised. My daddy used to always come home drunk from the strip clubs while my mother would often be passed out from her prescription drug addiction. So, you see he needed something to nut in and why not his daughter. Fuck he knew I wouldn’t amount to anything more than a fuck doll for dirty old men so he may as well get me prepped.
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I woke up on the sidewalk outside of the bar. No one even bothered to call the cops in this white trash town. I guess they were used to seeing me this way. I limped home, a heel on my pumps broken. I jumped in the shower to wash off the chaos of last night. What had I done this time? I remember doing lines off someone’s ass cheek and also a cock. They were laughing. I struggled to recall it all and I remembered you there. Tall, dark, handsome, and sick. You had made me do party tricks for my fix. I was like a poodle, a submissive, starving one. I crawled on my belly for what you offered.
The things you made me do last night were terrible and demeaning. I remember sucking a large penis under the bar. The town drunk pumped his filthy dick into my mouth, stinking of fat man body odor, sweaty balls, and spoiled cream. You all hooted as he gleefully spewed a load into my mouth and I allowed it to roll down my chin and drip onto my breasts. I barked like a dog as I obediently let all of the men feel my breasts and stick fingers in my ass and pussy. I am beyond hope as I bawl tears into my shower, thinking of the way I trotted into the men’s room with you and you made me lap your shitty asshole clean. I begged for just a little more nose candy and you pissed on me and kicked me to the floor.
My hand slides down to my pussy and I begin to rub my clitty. Images run through my mind of the abuse and humiliation. I crave it, just as much as I crave the drugs. Being treated like shit turns me on and makes my pussy drip. I’ll never stop being the town whore and allowing men to use me. I slide to the shower floor with the force of my orgasm, my pussy pulsating. I need some dick so bad right now. Maybe after this shower, I’ll head over to the truckstop and see if I can pick up a few bucks blowing truckers. Then time for my daily fix and a few drinks. Life is never boring when you’re a trailer trash whore.
The Morning After
Holy shit batman! What a night I had, I am feeling more than rough this morning. I know better than to drink Rye Whiskey but there I was, pounding it down like water. My will was as weak as a 99 year old man’s cock. Just wasn’t there at all. Buddy knows I cannot stay away from that shit, no matter how hard I try. He brought me a bottle to work anyway. Said he would only let me have a couple of shots, yeah right. I think I did about ten shots, plus drank beer. I should be dead!
After I got out the shower my cell phone was blowing up. It was Buddy. He wanted to know how much of last night I remembered. Are you kidding me? I remember bringing the shot glass to my lips but that is about it. I’m not even sure how the hell I got home! Then he gave me a link and told me to check it out. I clicked on the link and that motherfucker posted pics of me on some random site!
Now most broads would be pissed about that. Me? Well, I was at first then I started to look at them, and man do I ever look smashed! I started to laugh and told him that he could keep them up. He told me that it was my idea for him to take naked pics of me, and it was also my idea for him to invite some of his buddies over so they could fuck me. I do not remember that idea at all, I do however remember me taking my clothes off after he jogged my memory. The fucking part though? Nope, do not remember that at all. I think Buddy came up with that idea all by himself.
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Okay we all know I fucking love anal, and I might not have mentioned it before, but I have this little fetish… I love putting all types of things in my ass. I think there is some type of thrill I must get out of you telling me to put all these strange things into my ass, and then you loving to hear my scream in pain in pleasure as I shove in in there! The other day I first shoved my 14 inch dildo up my ass, which hurt because I didn’t have the much lube to work with, but at the same time I fucking loved it too! Then I was walking around my house trying to decide what else I could shove up there… And I saw a couple things I could maybe see myself shoving right on up there. The wine bottle from the night before, that interesting lamp, a big fat vase…but something else caught my attention. It was a liquor bottle, champagne to be exact… same thing. I was not sure if I could truly put that thing in me…but after looking at it for a minute; I knew I just had to try. I went into my bedroom and lubed up my asshole and the bottle… I was getting scared and excited. I figured the best way to get this thing in me was to sit on it, so I positioned myself ready for it. This bottle did not want to go in, but I had already decided that I wanted it to fill my ass up, so you can imagine the screams and moans; the neighbors were probably worried. If you want to hear all the dirty details about just how good and also painful it was to shove this huge liquor bottle up my ass then get to calling me and maybe I can find something else strange to shove up there just for you.
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Good Lordie how word gets around. Now you know that a couple days ago I had a gang bang with Tony and his sons in his rig. The combination of his huge cock and their middle to tiny sized cocks just drove me insane! Seems that after Tony left the Truck Stop he got on his radio and spread the word and I have been spreading my legs ever since.
Now you know I usually am the gal you come to so you can get what you need to satisfy your hungry cock. You tell me what you want, and I either get one of my angels or one of the other girls to meet you at your rig to take care of you. However, since Tony opened his big fat mouth it has been me ya’ll have been requesting.
Just this morning I came into work looking all nice. I even had make-up on because I was supposed to go on a blind date later on. Just as I came out behind the counter there sat George. George is a hardcore motherfucker. He likes to get rough so seeing him is a positive and at the same time a negative. He puts bruises on the girls, but he also pays a shit ton of money to do so.
He grabbed me by the arm and expressed his desire to have him and a few of his buddies tear up my throat. At first I said no. I told him that I didn’t want any bruises. His answer to that was that he wasn’t going to bruise anything but the back of my throat with cock. Then he pulled out a huge wad of money and slid it to me. How could I resist?
I told Mel that I had to go and check on a few rooms to make sure that housekeeping did their job properly. As I walked to the one room more and more guys got behind George and I. I started to think that maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. I unlocked the door and they streamed in. I got naked and George told me to get on the bed on my back so I could hang my head over the side. I took my dress off and did just that.
One after another jammed their dicks into my mouth. I had so much cum in my stomach, and on my face that they messed up my pretty make-up job. George was right though, my throat is killing me and he didn’t leave any bruises except for where his cock and the eight other cocks left them … in the back of throat. Perhaps I will keep doing these type of get togethers with a bunch of the fellas. I know you love hearing all about them when we have gang bang phone sex.
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I walked into the bar last night, still torn up from the night before. I was looking tired, make-up smeared, and leftover cum sat rotting in my stale pussy. I was on a sex and drugs binge. Any drug and any man would do. I swear there should be new phone chat lines set up just for dirty cunts like mine. I know some men love a dirty, smelly pussy and would relish the idea of poking his face into a ripe gash to lap up left-over cum. Take a whiff of this one. Smells like spoiled jizz, dirty balls, and sweaty fur burger. Look at it closely. It’s a gaping cavern of filth, bright red from the nigger dick I took last night in exchange for drugs. Want more? Stuff your fist right in there.
You’re a wimpy, small dick weasel and you’ll settle for any flesh cavern you can find. I love men like you, willing to clean me up, lick me clean, and get me ready for the next meat spear. Lick me harder, lover, as I feel your hard shaft growing against my thigh. If you are a good little sissy slave, I may even allow you to cum on my big titties. If I don’t please you, feel free to inflict pain and misery on me. I love it when men treat me like shit. Either way, we both get off.

























