I’m just a little bondage whore that cannot help but have those naughty rape fantasies. Seriously, how could I be a humiliation slut that’s so into torture and Not have such torrid fantasies? I used to get forcefully fucked all the time living at home. My brothers always used me to be their pleasure doll, cum dump and urinal. Hell I had my big brother laughing as he sat on my face teabagging his balls in my mouth as his best friend took my teen pussy like he owned me. I swear I’ve been through it all. But i had the dirtiest dream last night that I was walking home from a night shift at a Perkins and three guys surrounded me. I smelled like fucking grease and pancakes. This made them more excited. They ripped my polyester blouse open and grabbed and bit at my tiny tits. One guy forced himself on me and tore my nude pantyhose with his switchblade so he could access my cunt. They fucked me, slapped me around and used me like a fucking corpse would be used for necro sex. These rape phone sex fantasies really heat me up, and it’s fucking cold right now. I was left battered covered in fluids and torn up clothes on the grass behind the bushes. I laid there after they left and just frigged the fuck out of my pussy as I started to cum and cry at the same time.
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