This Trailer trash whore showed up on his door step in need of the good cocaine and crack he was rumored to have. I was so fucked up, but a druggy slut like me banging on his door at 4 am in just my G-string, 7 inch heels and tiny t-shirt was sure to please any man. I was very wrong about just fucking him for some coke though. This was a sadistic man who used strung out whores like me for his own evil pleasures. He looked both ways and pulled me in his trailer. I smelled of sex and cigarettes. Immediately I was slapped to the ground and his foot made contact with my big inflated fake tits. Asked what I would do for that good shit, I said anything.
He knew I was just a dumb slut with a bad habit that needed a fix. A red-light came on at the touch of a remote. I was informed that I would soon be watched by hundreds of men on the dark web, and a line was drawn out for me. The conditions were to wiggle my ass in the air and I did. Halfway through snorting my line he asked if I was a fisting whore. I didn’t have time to react as he slaughtered very little lube on my ass and punched it with his fist! I felt like my insides were being pulled out! Soon my cherry red rose of a prolapsed ass showed for the men. My pain master was delighted in the amount of views and tips I was already receiving.
The men wanted to see my pretty druggy face, I was pulled by my hair to the camera and punched and spit on. I knew I was a worthless cum receptacle and deserved my pain. Next, I was pushed down into a big bowl of blow and told to snort my way out of it. This would be so I would not feel any pain. And like a piggy slut I snorted and snorted. My abuse would not end there, I will tell all in a live phone sex call hot enough to make you cum three times.