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[cumbag-pisswhore]

Overpowering you

What started like a lovely first date quickly turned sour the moment it started to pour. We had planned to walk around in the park, enjoy nature and stay in public but with the weather suddenly turning and the rain falling this heavily our casual walk in nature seemed far less enticing than it had done before. Thankfully I lived nearby and quickly pulled you into the direction of my house so we could look for some shelter. What could possibly go wrong with a little bit of unplanned privacy after all?

Shy and nervous, but willing to trust me you followed me to my home like a weak little lamb. A lamb that had been caught by its predator. Caught to be prey. But that was something you didn’t realize yet as you entered my appartement completely soaked from the rain. Soon you found yourself sitting on my couch, with me asking you to undress. After all we don’t want you to catch a cold right? And it’s rude to make my couch wet! So let me give you a hand, I said with a wicked smile. Let me help you out of these pesky clothes. I said as I pushed myself onto you and started to forcefully undress you.

You started being felt up by my large hands as I tried taking your clothes off for you. You resisted. Hands pushing against my shoulder and chest. Confused and caught off-guard by my sudden shift in behavior.

“S-stop. It’s fine. I’ll dry soon… p-please? I’m not ready.” You shyly resisted as you felt me unbutton your wet jeans. Your hands clenching around my wrists to no avail.

I smiled sadistically as my fingers forced themselves into your pants and onto your panties. And what started as me “helping” you out, now turned into my fingers brushing against your little pussy and clit. Rubbing rough circles above the fabric that protected you from my direct touch. Protecting you from my hands. The hands of a man that you barely know. Only met recently. Who was all to keen to bring you to his appartement. To touch you. Grope you. Undress you. That man is now rubbing your pussy above your panties, while using his other arm to hold your tiny frame in place.

“Stop…. Please! I want to go home. S-stop it!” You whimper. As you try to push and kick him away. But again with no success, as he’s taller and stronger than you. And has you firmly in his grasps. He easily slaps your hands away. All attempts at breaking free futile as he overpowers you in mere moments before locking you in his grip.

He caught his little prey and he’s not letting go of you now. “Home? Oh sweety. You are not going anywhere… not until I’m satisfied. Not until I have fucked your little needy cunt and used you like a cumdump.” He said, as he suddenly slipped two fingers past your undies and inside your wet little pussy. Pushing in deep and rough as he fingerfucked your drippy little hole. One hand forcefully fingering you. The other hand unzipping his pants and taking out his veiny hard shaft.

“N-no! Stop! Stop doing this to me! Not my pussy. Please! I’ll jerk you off..please.. anything. I won’t tell anyone. I’m begging you sir..please.” You say in a scared and whimpering tone while trying to wiggle yourself out of his grip.

But he ignores it. He ignores you. And instead flips you onto your stomach. Pushing you face down into the couch. Before lining up his cock with the entrance of your needy hole and rubbing his hard cock up and down your slit

You hear him growl in anticipation. He wants you. Badly. He needs you. Now.

You sob. “P-llease! No! God no. Please please please. My mouth! I’ll suck you off.. sir.. I’ll swallow. I’ll lick your balls..I’ll…”

“Such a dumb little doll you are.” He whispers to you softly.

You try to resist. But to no avail as he forcefully slams his veiny hard cock inside of you in one mean thrust. Fully pushing himself inside of you. Stretching out your pussy. Hurting you. Almost splitting you in half with his fat cock. Before pressing his full body weight onto you and violently pounding the tip of his dick against your cervix again and again. Literally taking you by force like the filthy little slut you are.

Fear, pain and pleasure start mixing. You keep begging for him to stop. “No! No! Pull out! Stop! T-oo deep. Ahh.. ahhh!! P-pleasee it hurts.. you are using me! S-top! Help!! He-” but he instead just growls and wraps his hands around your throat. Choking you harder and harder with each passing second as he ploughs your cunt like his personal little fucktoy. Until there’s barely any air left in your lungs

“Shut up! Shut up you worthless and pathetic slut! Shut up and take it you cumdump! This is what your holes are made for. To be used, stuffed and ruined. I knew I was going to fuck you the moment we started texting. Now take my fucking load! Get marked. Get claimed!” He hisses in your ear as he thrusts harder than before. Growling and howling as you feel his cock throb and twitch inside of you.

“P-please no!! No fuck no! Don’t cum inside of me. Please!! I’m begging you. Pull out! Please pull out! Don’t cum in me. Please.. don’t!!” You gasp and plead.

But then you feel it. He thrusts his hips against you like a beast possessed. The room filling with gutteral groans and pathetic sobbing. Before his cock starts twitching and jumping inside of you. “Fuckkkk… cumming…” he gasps.

“No!!! Don’t creampie me! Fuck! Pull out!” You cry out. But it’s too late as you feel him cum inside your sore and drenched little pussy. You feel him creampie you full and ignore your pleads for mercy. Until he stops thrusting inside of you violently and instead pulls out his cock, which he wipes clean all over your body.

“Look at you. Nothing more than a pathetic little slut. A gross toy that deserves to be used, broken and beaten. Wet from being forced, overpowered and used. You just crave this attention don’t you? You crave being somebodies filthy little doll. Being hit, bullied and degraded.” He says, before wrapping his hands around your hair and tugging your head up slightly. “Do you understand that this is all you are good for? That this is how I’m going to use you from now on? Well…”

You hiss at him weakly. Still out of breath due to the intense fucking. But also trying to brat and resist against his control. You can’t let him win after all.. he can’t be right about you.. or can he?

He growls. Still holding onto your hair he leans in and sinks his teeth into your shoulders. Biting roughly and leaving your skin red and purple as you yelp out in pain. “AHH fuck! Stopp!! Au au!!” But he doesn’t let go. Instead pushing you down harder and biting you for a couple of seconds longer before letting go.

“Do you understand your place toy?” He growls softly into your ear. “Or do I need to put you in place again��� violently.”

“ fuc- uhm Y-yeah!?” You respond softly. Still out of breath due to the sudden pain.

“Buzzz wrong answer! I was looking for a yes sir. I guess I have to beat the discipline into a pathetic little slut like you after all.” He says with a wicked smile on his face, while his cock hardens to all the evil things he’s about to do with you. Knowing exactly how he’s going to degrade you, tame you and break you.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Out in the garden

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A dirty date in an even dirtier restroom

What was that girl even doing, hanging around the men’s room at the park? She looked so shy, brushing her hair from her face every two seconds and checking her phone every ten. She paced back and forth, seeming nervous as hell.

I, unlike most of the men that saw her standing over by the seldom used restroom knew why she was there. The dumb slut had agreed to meet me there after we had spoken briefly on tinder. There was no talk about any dinner, any café or even netflix and chill. She had just agreed to everything I’d said. “Want to meet up?” The answer was "okay, if you want to” I told her I wanted to skip the bullshit. No coffee, no dinner, no casual conversation, then asked what she thought. Same answer. Was she scared of me, dumb or just desperate? I didn’t know. But what I did know was that her saying okay to everyone of my suggestions had led her to agree to meeting up with me. Outside the park toilets.

And there she was. To my surprise, the fidgeting, timid looking slut hadn’t flaked. She hardly even made eye contact with me as I walked up to her. She didn’t even resist when I reached out and ran my hand across her side. The slut was shy and nervous, but she still knew her place. When I grabbed her tit, she just whimpered meekly. Though as I kept on kneading her titflesh in full view of anyone that anyone that could happen to pass by, I heard a poorly supressed whimper. I knew the little slut was enjoying it. “Do you know what I am going to do with you?” I asked and she just shook her head. “Don’t you think it’s time you found out?” To which she replied a hushed “okay”.

I grabbed her wrist and lead her into the men’s room. It looked just as one would expect. Toilet paper strewn across the dirty floor. Puddles everywhere. She looked around and blushed an even deeper red than she had done before. Despite the stench of stale urine and filth, I could still hear her breathing heavily through her nose. It was time to break this shy slut out of her shell. I grabbed her ass through her summer dress. The fabric bunched up in my hand and I pulled it higher, along the swelling curve of her rounded ass. My hands relocated and began roaming around her naked assflesh. But then I felt something along the crack of her ass. “A thong? Didn’t I tell you not to wear panties?” I barked. Just as with everything else, she had said okay when I told her not to wear anything underneath her dress. Yet the little whore had defied me. She tried to mumble something about the wind lifting up her flimsy dress so easily, but I wasn’t having it. Besides, I wanted a good reason to give it to her like she deserved.

My fingers wrapped around her neck and I dragged her over to the row of urinals. My eyes scanned for the one that seemed the most appropriate for a slut that deserved punishment. I picked one with a paper crammed down against the drain and a puddle of old, stale piss pooled up at the bottom. My left hand forced her head closer to the off-white porcelain bowl. She made a token effort to resist me, but it didn’t last long. Soon her blushing, whore face was pressed against the rim of this dirty urinal. With my other hand, I began pulling at the sheer fabric of her lace thong. It didn’t take long for the flimsy material to rip and I was left with a piece of worthless cloth in my hand, which I promptly tossed aside so that it landed in one of the puddles.

“Why didn’t you do as I told you? Aren’t you supposed to be a good obedient slut?” I asked as I held her there, bare as and pussy on display. She moaned that she was sorry, over and over. But I felt that it wasn’t enough. My right hand came crashing down on her meaty asscheek with a loud slap. It left a big rosy mark on her supple skin. Though I wasn’t done. The disobedient slut was spanked again and again, while she whimpered against the cold porcelain. Once I felt that her ass was sufficiently red, I stopped. Curiously, I noted that despite me slightly releasing the pressure on her with my left hand, she didn’t get up. In fact, when I removed my hand completely, she still stayed with her cheek against the piss stained urinal, sobbing.

Now it was time to actually break her in. I undid my pants and pulled my cock out. Already hard from the sight of her meaty ass wobbling as I spanked her, I just positioned my cock at the entrance of her cunt. To no one’s surprise, it was dripping wet. She wanted this just as much as I did. Her inner slut was just about to crawl out. My left hand went back to her neck as I slid my cock inside of her. She stopped whimpering for a few seconds as I pumped my dick into her from behind, my tool sliding easily into her with her copious amounts of natural lubrication. She gasped in surprise as I lifted her head from the edge of the bowl and plunged it straight into the amber pool of urine.

For over 30 seconds I held her there, not skipping a beat as I continued fucking her. The slut gasped for breath when I pulled her out. “A lot better than a cup of pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks, isn’t it?” I laughed as I held her piss dripping face a mere inch from the surface. The slut just whimpered a meek “t-thank you, s-sir” But it was all that I wanted to hear. She was already realizing her place. “It’s so dirty. Clean it” I commanded, my thighs still slapping against her ass. She obeyed without question, though she hesitated a bit before she let her tongue make contact with the grimy surface of the porcelain. When her tongue first made contact with the filthy surface, she recoiled, groaning with humiliation and disgust. But after a second dip in the yellow pool, she got to work for real.

Her tongue danced across the filthy porcelain as I fucked her. As I got more into fucking her, she got more into being a disgusting fucking urinal cleaner. It had taken a couple of minutes, but the worthless whore had finally realized what she was good for. Even as I blew my load, she kept on licking. I pulled my cock out of her creampied pussy and took a step back. The whore then looked at me for approval and after I gave her a quick nod, she dove face first into the puddle. I could hear her slurp up a good quantity of piss into her mouth and I shook my head in disgust. She opened her mouth to show of the pond of piss inside of it and I laughed at how pathetic she looked. I shrugged and spat into her open mouth and she swallowed it all down. For a few seconds we  just stared at each other. “What are you waiting for?” I asked and she dove right back. It took her not much more than a minute to drain the filthy, clogged bowl. She even chewed up the paper in the bottom, then spat it on the floor. Then she went to work on the stains and I could do nothing but stand there and chuckle at how pathetic she looked.

After a while, the urinal had retained some of its original bone-white color and she stopped lapping at it with her now grime-covered tongue. “How about you do one of the stalls next?” I suggested. My cock was stiffening and I was ready for session number two. She must’ve been too, since she immediately dropped to her knees and began crawling across the dirty floor to one of the stalls. “What a pathetic fucking slut” I thought as she moved towards her second, disgusting task, knowing full well that this was going to be even more vile…

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Let's see if I know my followers. Which of the following statements apply to you?

You're horny

You're a slut

You're a filthy slut

You like being degraded

You crave being degraded

You have a piss kink

You think giving rimjobs to men is hot

You are turned on by things you used to think were disgusting

You think being a good, filthy slut is more important than dignity

You feel useful when your holes are filled with cock

Your mouth is a receptacle for spit

Your mouth is a receptacle for piss

You thank men for treating you like like the whore you are

You want to be pushed to be an even nastier slut

You need to be degraded and treated like shit

You are an object to be used

You are a filthy fucktoy

You are free use

You are a toilet

You were born to be a disgusting, pathetic whore

[cumbag-pisswhore]

A dirty dice game for toilet lickers

This is a small dice game I made up a while back for a degradation-craving girl to change up her toilet licking (imagine that, licking enough toilets that it becomes repetitive). Ideally made for public toilets, but works with your home toilet too. Feel free to try it out, modify it to make it less (or more) extreme.  I’d enjoy hearing from anyone brave/dumb enough to try this out, so send me a message if you do. 

So, to start this game you need one thing. Dice . Bringing regular dice would be cumbersome, so just download an app that allows you to roll a die with different sides.Here’s an app for android and ios. If you don’t know the notation of for example 1d6, then I can tell you that 1 is the number of die and 6 is the number of sides.

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Start by rolling a six sided dice (1d6) Do the task corresponding to the dice roll

Drink from the toilet. Full mouthfuls, leaning your head in. Roll another 1d6 to see how many mouthfuls you’re swallowing.

Give yourself a swirlie. Full head insertion.

Drag your tongue under the rim as best as you can. Roll another 1d6 to see how many full rotations you’re doing.

Lick the toilet seat clean. Yes that includes licking the underside

Lick the floor. Roll a 1d4 to determine in which way as follows:

Lick the floor close to the door

Lick along the edge of the toilet where the porcelain meets the floor.

Lick as far back behind the toilet as possible

If there is trash on the floor, such as toilet paper or gum, stuff it inside your mouth for 30 seconds. Otherwise do number 1 through 3

Take the toilet brush, lick it as clean as you can manage. Then sweep it along the floor thoroughly and lick it again. Finally, shove it as deep into the toilet as possible, twist it slowly to gather as much grime as possible, then lick it clean again.

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Another dirty date in a dirty restroom

So this is sort of a sequel to my other story (link). It is a work of fiction and none of the characters in this story are real, nor are the events portrayed here (although if anyone is looking to make it a reality, do reach out 😏). Also, remember to always establish boundaries and a safeword before kinky play. Especially during intense cnc play!

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I had found another girl that seemed to be into the same depraved things as me. She'd reached out to me through my DMs and told me she was in the same area as me. I could tell by the way she was writing that she was serious about trying this stuff out. I was soon proven right as within a day of chatting, we had shared a time, a place and a safeword. No pictures however. Instead she was instructed to sit at a park bench in a park at the agreed upon time and just wait for me to show up. Nothing else.

During the day of our meetup, I decided to warm up by running a lap or two through that very park. Might as well get some exercise in, in case she pussies out, I thought. Though already on my first lap I could see a fidgety and nervous looking girl sitting alone on the bench. But I hardly paid her any mind, appearing as nothing more than an average jogger as I passed her. But then, on my second pass, I snuck up behind her, planted my palm across her face and pulled her towards the building a little ways further down the path. Luckily for me, it was late and dark enough that my actions were hidden. Not only that, but her weak attempts at wriggling free were so pathetic that I couldn't help but laugh at her as I tossed her onto the floor of the handicap toilet.

After locking the door, I stepped towards her as she crawled backwards across the grimy floor and looked at me with wide eyes. She looked scared, but I could tell that a fiery lust was burning hot beneath her facade. As she helplessly slumped up against the corner, I pulled my pants down and looked at her with a wicked smile. I was loving this, and I was going to make the most of the situation. Without hesitation, I aimed my still flaccid cock at her and began pissing, soaking her pants, then her coat, and then her hair with my urine. I directed my stream up and down her body, soaking all of her as thoroughly as I could with just one bladderful, making sure that she'd be reeking of me even several hours later.

After my bladder had run dry, I uttered my first words to her. "Strip, slut. Get out of those pissy clothes and let me see your fucking body" I instructed. As expected she hesitated, and just looked at me, even when I once again urged her to strip. But after two kicks to the ribs, she decided to comply. I stood patiently and watched as she took off her urine dripping coat, shirt and pants and folded them neatly in a pile. After she was standing before me in just a bra and panties, I kicked the pile of clothes, scattering them all around the nasty bathroom.

"Good girl, now start sucking my cock and get it nice and sloppy. It's going to go up your ass later" I further instructed her. Before long, she was licking at my cock with tears in her eyes. A hard slap to the cheek later, and she had taken my cock in her mouth with those same tears now running past her chin and onto her flushed chest. It took some more forceful encouragement for her to start sucking me the way I wanted her to. But once I held her by the back of the head and forced her onto my sweaty cock, I was happy with the performance. She was close to gagging a few times, but that only added to the "lube" that coated my cock.

After a few minutes of sloppy cocksucking, I finally pulled her gasping face off of my dick and allowed her to get her bearings for a few seconds. That is, until I grabbed her by the back of the neck and shoved her face first into the toilet. As expected, she started to struggle, but she had no chance of getting out once I moved behind her and pushed on her shoulders with both my hands. I only let go after I had pushed the flusher down and sent a cascade of water streaming across the back of her head. But shortly thereafter, I began pushing my cock against her asshole. It was tight, as expected, but I spread her cheeks as wide as I could and smeared a generous helping of throatslop around her butthole. Her wimpers as I tried to penetrate her ass were amplified by the toilet bowl, and the scream she made when my cock finally slid past her sphincter had the potential to make my ears ring had I not flushed the toilet once again and drowned it out.

The whimpers and moans continued as I fucked her ass. It was clear that I was the one enjoying myself the most. But she seemed to be taking it better and better. She even obeyed almost immediately when I told her to lick the inside of the bowl clean in order to distract herself from the anal pain. I wasn't sure if she took to the task so well because she desperately needed a distraction or because she got off on lapping at the bitter taste of the cold, nasty porcelain. Probably a bit of both. But at least it prepared her for the taste of her asshole as I pulled out and made her kneel and suck my cock until I came in her mouth.

She managed to swallow my cum without struggle. She even seemed a bit proud of accomplishing such a vanilla task. But I quickly extinguished that spark of confidence by spitting into her eye. Then I pushed her to the floor and left her to pick up her discarded, piss soaked clothes as I exited the bathroom.

I decided to sit down on the bench that I had found her on for a bit and observed the bathroom door. It took almost 15 minutes before she exited, and when she did she hardly looked my way and just scurried off in a hurry. I briefly though that I had gone too far. But that thought disappeared as I later that night got a message from her reading: "Thank you ❤"

That wouldn't be the last time I saw her…

[cumbag-pisswhore]

What if I made you lick the piss off of a public toilet seat so I'd be able to use a clean toilet. Only for me to then decide to use your mouth as a urinal instead. Would you object? Or would you be a good girl and appreciate me choosing you over the toilet?

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Human toilet paper

TW: Intense, and very dirty kinks

I've been calling you my toilet paper for a while now. As a cute and endearing name for someone who worships my ass and makes out with it. I've even managed to teach you to say it back when I ask you what you are. It comes natural to you at this point.

But did you really think it was just a degrading little epithet? Toilet paper has a purpose. You know that, and I know that you want to be a good girl, who does as she's told and who's useful to me in every way I want.

Though it will certainly be much more intense when I bring you with me into the bathroom and tell you that you're going to be my toilet paper today. If you hesitate and seem nervous, then I have several recordings of you admitting that you are my toilet paper. I can show them to you and prove that you've already signed up for this. So why should you stop now? You should stay true to what you are, and in this very moment, you are my toilet paper.

Make sure to grind your pussy against my foot as I use the bathroom. Get yourself as horny and worked up as you can be. It will help you. Just think about how much you love making out with my asshole, and think of how nice it will be to be even more useful when doing it! It does make you feel a bit warm inside, doesn't it?

Don't worry about me going to hard on you this first time. I'll help you learn how to be the best piece of toilet paper you can be, and I'll teach you to love it. From this moment on, you can only touch yourself if you lick me. Lick my dirty asshole 10 times and I'll even let you cum. But you have to stay in position right by my ass as you cum. You're a dirty girl and doing dirty things like these will help you become even dirtier.

That's the first time. We'll keep this up until you won't even think twice about cleaning me. Cleaning me until I'm spotless. Saving me from having to use paper. You'll be my utility and you'll earn both praise and degradation when you live up to the name "toilet paper". Maybe you'll even learn to take pride in your work.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Lick your toilet

Go ahead and do it. It's tempting, isn't it? You might have never thought you'd be the painfully horny girl who gives in and does something as disgusting and shameful as cleaning a toilet with your tongue. But if you've been edging to nastier and nastier porn and smut, and you have no one to degrade you, you need an outlet.

And what better outlet than to make love to the dirtiest object in your home? There's so many good ways to worship it:

Kiss and lick it like it's your dear lover

Grind your dripping wet pussy on the cold, degrading porcelain it until you have a shameful orgasm

Lap your juices off of it

Stick your head into it and edge. Flush your head and soak your hair

All of the above

I know you want to. Your needy, drippy, edged cunt craves it. Give in to the temptation. And if you do, let me know. I'll help you celebrate your gross slut accomplishment.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Let's go out for drinks. Then, while at the bar I'll constantly sneakily grope you and whisper filthy things I want to do to you until you're desperate. Let's see if we can make it home, or if you're so needy you just have to have me to bend you over in the toilets and use you like a dirty slut.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Urinal with benefits

We've all heard about friends with benefits. That's fun and all, but seeing how many girls there are on here with rampant, intense piss kinks, made me think of an improvement to the arrangement.

Instead of just coming over so that we can have sex, watch a movie, or cuddle, I'll tell you I need to take a piss. Could be in the afternoon, in the evening, or even early in the morning. I'll then expect you come over, kneel before me and offer yourself up so that I can avoid the displeasure of doing something as boring as peeing in a normal porcelain toilet.

Well, what's the benefit you may ask? Tbh, just me giving your needy pisswhore self a nice drink or a shower should be more than enough. But if you're a good girl and act like a good urinal for me, I'll even let you cum.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Some dumb whore's rape fantasy

It was late Saturday night, and the crowd in the busy lounge was always rowdy this time of night. Buisness-casual men and women laughed and talked loudly, filling up the hotel lounge with noise. Julia hated working this shift. All the drunks protesting getting cut off, the lingering looks of men at tables, the glares from their female companions… and it was always chaos.

Around midnight, as she passed a table, someone reached out and slapped her ass! She was ready to kick someone out, but by the time she turned with her tray of drinks, she could not determine who it had been. Fucking creep. There were always lots of patrons who “accidentally” brushed her thighs, ass, or breasts as she walked by, but no one was usually so forward. Except sometimes her boss. God, she hated this job.

By 1:45 in the morning, most of the guests had trickled out, and she was left cleaning the massive mess they left behind. Last call had been announced, and only three men were left, half slumped at their table. The kitchen was long closed, and the bartender was already leaving out the back door the moment his shift officially ended. She was the last person on staff still at work.

She was gathering some glasses from a dirty table, leaning forward to collect some at the far side, when she felt someone walk up behind her. She froze, feeling her body tense.

“Not a bad position for you, missy!” Said the voice behind her. There was loud laughter from a little farther away. She straightened slowly and turned around, smiling her fake service industry smile. She gathered herslef, and said “can I help you at all?”. The man was standing very close to her, and her lower back was pressing against the long table. A few feet away, the two other men were watching.

“Sure you can!” He said, answering her question. He held a roll of cutlery in his hand. Lifting it to her eye level, he opened his fingers and let it fall at their feet. “Could you pick that up for me, miss?” Julia looked up into his eyes for a few moments. She couldn’t afford to lose this job, and Cynthia had been fired last week over one half-true customer complaint. She slowly bent down, reaching for the cutlery by the toe of her high heel shoe. As her face passed inches from the man’s crotch, he moved his pelvis forward slightly, and her lips, nose and forehead brushed against the bulge in his pants. How revolting! Just as she grasped the roll of cutlery, she heard a loud scraping sound behind her. Someone had just moved the table away from her back! All at once, she felt hands firmly grabbing her hips, and the man in front of her grasped her head, tangling his hands in her hair.

“NO! Oh my God! What are you doing let me go!” She screamed and struggled, but the hands on her hips held her in position. “HELP! Someone help me! Let me go!” She clawed at the wrists of the man holding her head, but her arms were grabbed from behind and pinned in the small of her back. The man in front of her let her head go, and the man behind her spun her around, and slammed her face down on the table. Even in her 4 inch heels, her feet could only barely reach the ground. She felt the hold on her arms disappear for a moment, as she was transfered to the man who had been in front of her. In that second, she tried desperately to crawl away, like a panicked animal, but he gripped her arms tightly, and slammed her face against the table by shoving her upper back.

She heard her own voice emerge from her panting breath “please! Please stop. Please don’t hurt me. Don’t rape me!” She choked on the word, and started screaming when the man shoved his knee between her legs, forcing them apart.

“Shut her up, that screaming is fucking annoying.”

One of the other men grabbed a used cloth napkin off a nearby table, and took advantage of her screams to violently shove it inside her mouth, forcing her jaw wide open to accommodate the fabric. Once it was in, he slapped her hard with the back of his hand across her tear stained face, whipping her head into the wooden table.

The man behind her yanked on her arms, so that she was forced to straighten up. He ripped her open-back spaghetti string tank top easily off her. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her tits bounced from the tank top being suddenly removed. She had small hard pink nipples. One man, a short guy with a goatee, reached out and pinched on of them mercilessly. The Latino man who had first grabbed her hips licked and bit the other. He bit forcefully, making her shriek into her gag. He pulled back, smiling, and slapped each of her tits as hard as he could.

The man behind her pushed her back down against the table. He held her arms with one hand, and began massaging her ass through her tight black skirt, not seeming to want to hurry. He ran his big hands up the insides of her little white thighs, enjoying the way they were shaking. He reached under her skirt and used his thumb to trace her pussy through her thin panties.

“Fuck you’re wet, slut. You must really love this shit. Kinky whore!” He yelled the last word as his hand slapped forcefully upwards, hitting her thinly covered pussy hard. She screamed into her gag, and she could feel his hard cock pressing between her ass cheeks through her mini skirt. He slowly lifted the hem of her skirt exposing her flimsy thong, hugging her ass cheeks and framing her plump little pussy.

“Oh fuck, you are one sexy rape toy, missy!”

She struggled in his hold as he pulled her panties aside. She felt one single finger penetrate her, violate her. She sobbed as he started slowly finger fucking her

“Fuck you’re so tight even around one finger. You’ve got such a sweet little pussy. I can’t wait to fuck your tight cunt. Do you want that baby? I bet you want all three of our cocks up your fuck holes, you disgusting little slut. Fuck what a whore!” As he spoke to her he pumped his finger inside her more and more quickly, and to Julia’s horror, she couldn’t help but grind back on him. Her body was acting invountarily, responding to her basic nature. He shoved in another finger. “You really do like this don’t you, little bitch. Look at you fucking my hand back. You know why that is, cunt?” He fucked his fingers in, deeper, harder. She began to pant, and her muffled screams were halfway moans now. “It’s because” She was building up, blood rushing though her body, pulse rising “little girls like you” she was really moaning now, grinding against him, she was going to - “are made to be raped. You crave to be raped. All you fucking want in life is To. Be. Raped.” And as he said these words he touched her clit with his thumb, and drove his fingers deeply into her. She convulsed, back arching, squirming in his grasp, screaming against her gag. She could feel the wetness streaming from her, and she could hear the men laughing and jeering as she writhed helplessly through her orgasm. Before she could catch her breath, she heard the sound of pants unzipping.

She felt the head of a cock being rubbed against the entrance to her pussy. The man bent over her, so his face was near her ear. “I’m going to rape you now. I’m about to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you for all the little bitch waitresses who deserve it.” She wriggled against the table, trying to get as far away as possible. “Nnnnmmo!” She sobbed into her gag “plaegh!”. He laughed. He positioned himself, and pushed the tip of his cock inside her. She moaned slightly, as he forced the shaft in to her cunt, filling her tiny, tight pussy to the absolute limit. She was sobbing, her body convulsing.

“Fuck, I love the way your cunt squeezes me when you cry.”

He pulled all the way out, and plunged into her, building a fast rhythm, fucking her savagely, slamming his cock inside her. With every thrust, he knocked her head into the wooden table. And yet, she was once again rotating her hips, pushing back against him. Moaning. Fucking him back.

She started screaming as the pressure in his cock built up, and his speed increased. She couldn’t contain herself as another wracking orgasm overcame her. He leant back, holding one of her wrists in each hand, forcing her back to arch inward, and her face and tits up off the table. He yelled into her ear “I bet you want your little rape hole filled with cum, don’t you whore!” She screamed, squirmed, tried to escape, moaned, but he pulled back on her wrists and thrust himself deeply inside her as he came, pulling her against his cock, her pussy lips pressed all the way up against his body. He finally finished cumming, and dropped her, pulling out, watching his cum trickle down her thigh. He wiped his cock in her hair as he said,

“All yours, boys.”

[cumbag-pisswhore]

Lately I’ve been fantasizing about being a party favor. Being tied down and blind folded as strangers take turns using my needy holes, feeling as one man after another empties themselves in my, leaving me leaking cum and piss out of all of my holes. Then when they’re bored of that they start to shoves plugs and toys in me. But when they decide that’s no fun they decide to play a game or two. First they all gather around and shove their fingers in me and make me guess how many are filling each hole. When I guess wrong they punish me by slapping my cunt over and over then they pull it open with clamps. They leave me there for a minute, long enough for me to think it’s over but then I hear a vibrator being turned on, one man steps up and presses it against the clamps then right on my exposed clit. After my third orgasms I squirt all over. Then they decide to play another game. They each choose an object from around the room. One man has a bottle another a remote, another man has a statue, silver ware, a whiskey glass, others get more creative, they have a toilet brush, and other degrading objects. They start to shove them in my cunt and make me guess what they are. If I guess right I get another orgasm if I guess wrong they get to rub chili powder on my clit, if I get enough wrong they’ll cover a butt plug in it and shove it inside me, if I lose the game they’ll cover a dildo in the chili and shove it in my wet cunt while a wand is left of my clit all night.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

@blankpagenotinuse

My kink is simple:

Be obsessed with sex.

Be obsessed with my cock.

Never be satisfied until you’ve satisfied me.

Be needy.

Be a slut.

I will destroy you.

I will break you.

I need you, on your knees.

Worship me.

My kink, is to be worshipped by an obsessed depraved slut. The fuck pig to my sadistic nature.

[cumbag-pisswhore]

I just realized that cumming isn’t what makes me satisfied, it’s pleasing dominant men and making them happy