Before you read this and assume im some EDL chanting fuckwit, i have no problem with anyone so long as they don't have a problem with me. Im in no way writing this with racial motivations, it's targeted at asylum seekers who come into this country, divide communities and create hostile environments for anyone not like them. However i will admit i use one group in particular as an example, but that doesn't make them the only one guilty of this.

What would you say if there was groups of people moving to your country; buying streets of houses for their relatives and other people from their country; ignoring the law of the country they're in and following their own special law instead with no interference from the government who are scared of 'offending them'.
In England this is happening and has been happening for years and no ones doing a fuckin thing about it. Call me a racist if you want i don't care, so called 'refugee' communities with no interest in integrating with our society are ruining this country.

Gangs of Muslim men raping little white girls because in their culture women are below men.

Young kids being brainwashed by sharia law fanatics in pop-up mosques appearing like fuckin weeds in every town and city.

British troops being harassed and beaten up in the streets and being branded 'murderers' in their own country.

Refusing to learn and speak english and only speaking their native language with people from their country.

I have no problem with people of different faiths, backgrounds, whatever. But i won't stand for it when british people become a target for these cunts and no one has the backbone to get rid of them. If you hate white people so much fuck off back home!

I'm looking for a girl who would like to do the following: Film yourself while reading out loud one of my erotic execution stories and masturbate to it while doing so. If you want to stay anonymous cover your face or keep your face outside the camera's scope.

Here's the story:

Imagine you got captured and they brought you to the infamous “death camp”. A military camp where girls are being raped, tortured and executed for the entertainment of the troops. The regular girls serve as personal snuff escorts. The better looking girls have to take part in absolutely perverted sex, torture and snuff live shows on stage in front of a large audience. Needless to say you belong to the second group. So only 3 days after your arrival at the camp the guards enter your cell and take you to the backstage area of the main stage. The guards hand you some sexy black stockings and order you to strip and only wear those stockings. To your surprise they also hand you a sex toy: a chain of 3 vibrating sex balls (so called Be-Wa balls). After you put on the stockings they bring you to the stage without any further explanation.

Your heart is pounding like crazy when you see the several hundred well built soldiers in the audience. Each of them staring at you, as you enter the stage almost completely naked. You hear them applauding and cheering. They seem to really look forward to this show.

The setup on the stage is pretty simple. There’s a wall in the back and the rest of the stage is empty. There are already two other beautiful girls in stockings waiting near the wall. They also hold their sex toys in their hands and it seems they don’t know what’s going on any more than you do. But there’s something else that catches your eye: At the edge of the stage about 30 feet from the wall there are 20 pretty and naked girls chained to the stage floor with spread legs. Most of them seem to be terrified. Some of them are crying. The guards lead you to the wall next to the other two girls. They order you to stand with your back to the wall and to spread your legs. You comply and two guards put cuffs around your ankles so you can’t put your legs together any more and you certainly cannot run away.

The show host enters the stage and explains the rules of this sadistic game to the audience: “As you can see we have three lovely ladies tonight. Unfortunately for them two of them won’t see the end of the evening. Only one of them will survive. Once the game starts, the ladies will place their little naughty sex toys in their pussies. Those vibrating sex balls are remote controlled. We can adjust the vibration level and therefore the amount of stimulation. The rules are simple: The girl who avoids an orgasm the longest wins the game. The two other girls who cannot control themselves will get shot to death right here, right now. We have dozens of volunteers for the firing squad. But to make it more interesting in order to fire a shot they will have to fuck one of those 20 ladies. Each member of the squad may only shoot within 10 seconds after shooting his load into the girl in front of him. So, ladies please mount you sex toys and get ready for the game of your life!”

It takes you a moment before the information sinks in… You have a hard time believing what you just heard. The thought of getting shot in front of all those people terrifies you. But you can also feel that well known tingling sensation between your legs. You hesitate to spread your cunt lips apart to insert those sex balls into your pussy, especially after you see that camera taking a close up of your exposed pussy for all the audience to see on the large video walls. Your hands are shaking but somehow you manage to push the large balls inside your surprisingly wet pussy. You hear the voice of the host: “Let the games begin!”

The balls start vibrating… you have never used this kind of sex toy before so you are surprised. The vibration feels just great… Apparently each of the balls can be adjusted individually by whoever controls them. The different vibration patterns start to drive you crazy. It’s like you’re getting fucked remotely by someone you cannot even see. You close your eyes and enjoy that feeling for a couple of seconds. As you open your eyes again you realise that about 700 good looking soldiers a starring at a closeup of your fully aroused and dripping wet pussy. Being watched like this arouses you even more. A vicious cycle starts to kick in. The more you try to relax and not get too excited the hornier you get. You feel the urge to help yourself to an even better experience by rubbing your clit, but then you remember the only rule of the game: YOU MUST NOT CUM!

Apparently the other two girls are having similar experiences. The pretty blond girl to your left starts panting and you can hear suppressed moaning sounds.

As if the whole scenario was not arousing enough you see 20 muscle packed soldiers entering the stage. One after the other opens his trousers and takes out his already hard cock. They kneel down between the spread legs of the 20 girls and start playing with their bodies. Some of the guys seem to get impatient as they already push their cocks in their girl’s pussies. Some prefer their girl’s mouth and some just start jerking it.

You take a good look at the show in front of you… most of the girls seem to be terrified, but some of them seem to enjoy their treatment. As you take a closer look you realise the gun lying next to each girl on the floor. The thought that several of those guns might be pointed at you in a couple of minutes almost gets you over the edge. You feel an orgasm building up and you try everything to fight it…. But the more you fight the more intense it gets.

As you reached the point where you almost didn’t care any more about the consequences and just accept the fact that you would cum right now you hear the blond girl next to you releasing a muffled scream… The expression on her face says it all: She apparently just had a very intense and undeniable orgasm.

After a couple of seconds the blond girl opens her eyes and the bliss of her orgasm abruptly turns into the horror of realising that she just lost the game and therefore will lose her life.

You feel kind of pity for her but at the same time you’re happy she came just seconds before you would have reached a climax. The distraction helped you to calm down a little bit and your building orgasm subsides slowly.

As you look at the 20 squad members you notice that they already got into full action, pounding their big and hard cocks mercilessly in the pretty girls’ bodies. It’s the wildest orgy you ever saw in your life. The panting and moaning gets louder and more intense every second. Only moments later the camera shows how the first soldier pulls his cock from his 18 year old blond girl and shoots his cum all over her belly. The guys enjoys his orgasm only for a second then he grabs the gun, takes aim and “bang” the first bullet of the evening slams into the blond girl just standing two meters to your left. The girls screams as it hits her right thigh.

To everyone’s surprise he then points the gun at the girl he was just fucking and shoots her directly in her cunt. The girl screams in pain and shock. Now you realise why those 20 girls have been so terrified. Apparently the soldiers are supposed to shoot their fuck toys to indicate on which body part they were aiming when shooting at the show girl.

The soldier gets up and hands the gun to next shooter in line. The next guy kneels down with his hard dick and shoves it right into the poor blond’s destroyed pussy.

The camera switches to the next guy who just sprayed his load into a pretty brunette 20 year old. He grabs the gun, takes aim and the bullet hits the girl next to you in her right chest. Apparently that was exactly where he wanted to hit her, because only seconds later he also shoots a bullet into his fuck toys right chest as well.

Then everything happens really fast. Almost at the same time 3 more guys orgasm and fire their guns at the poor blond girl next to you. She gets hit in her kneecaps, in the waist and the third bullet actually hits directly above her fuck hole. As the camera zooms in you can see that the bullet went straight into her clit and ripped the upper part of her pussy wide open.

As you watch how the shooter points his gun directly at the 19 year old’s clitoris in front of him you feel that uncontrollable urge again to give in and rub your own clit to an fantastic orgasm. The pleading and begging of the terrified girl almost gets you over the edge, and as the shooter actually pulls the trigger and the poor girl’s clit explodes in a fountain of blood you simply give up… you’re way past the point of no return. You can feel an enormous orgasm building up between your legs, the vibration of the sex toy drives you crazy and then you can’t hold it any longer. Your orgasms feels like an explosion and it seems to last forever. You enjoy every second of it, because you know it might be your last.

When you hear the host announcing that you just lost the game a second orgasm wave hits you. Now that you have nothing more to loose you will just enjoy the rest of the show.

You open your eyes and now that the next bullet might be for you, you start to look at this show a little differently. Instead of just being excited, a feeling of sheer panic and horror adds up to your mix of emotions. You watch in horror as two guys almost simultaneously shoot their sperm on two further young fuck toys. Both of them grab their guns and this time you can see the nozzles being pointed directly at you. Within 3 seconds both soldiers pull the trigger. First you feel like something bit you on your left arm… only that the “bite” gets more and more painful in fractions of second. Then you feel a gush of air just an inch below your pussy. When you see how the soldier points his gun at the pussy of his fuck toy you realise that he was actually aiming for your love canal. This time you literally dodged the bullet but it’s only a matter of time until you will get seriously hit.

The cameras show that at least 5 more guys got ready to shoot. Everything happens very fast now. You don’t even have time to see who’s aiming for you and who’s aiming for the other girl. All of the sudden you feel like someone had kicked you in the left leg but then you realise your knee had been shot. But compared to the girl next to you you were lucky. Within seconds two bullets hit her in her tits, one of them directly in her nipple. Another bullet hit her in the belly while the last one hit her vagina once again and tore it so far open that her sex toy slides right out of her and falls on the floor. You can see blood flowing out of her mouth, her lungs must have been hit. And only seconds later a bullet hits her head. Her dead body collapses next to you.

Another wave of adrenalin pushes through your body. Seeing that girl dying just next to you gave you an additional kick. The mixture of fear, excitement, humiliation and desperation gives you an incredible push for your level of arousal. You start to feel that tickling sensation between your legs again. Now that you have nothing more to loose you don’t hold back any longer and start rubbing your clit furiously. At least you still have a clit. In the last 20 minutes alone at least 10 women had lost their private parts to bullets. The thought that your womanhood could be destroyed any second now just let’s you masturbate faster and faster.

Now that the other girl is dead all the shooters focus on you naturally. Within 20 seconds you get shot in your shoulder, both of your thighs, your waist and your arm. The adrenalin and the excitement take away most of the pain but you can still feel a fair amount of it. With each shot you get closer to your orgasm. “Only a little longer… please don’t hit my cunt before I cum” are your thoughts as you rub your pussy like crazy. Your brain doesn’t even realise any longer when a bullet hits you. All you want is to feel that sensational feeling of the perfect orgasm for a very last time in your life. And suddenly there it was… that feeling that you feel when you know you can’t stop it any more. You close your eyes and experience the most intense orgasm you ever had in your life. After the first wave subsides a second and third wave comes in… Pure bliss!

When you open your eyes you see that most of the 20 girls are dead already; shot in their tits. Which means that the shooters seem to focus on your tits now. And while you have not even finished that thought you feel not one but two bullets ripp you beautiful breasts open. Suddenly you cannot breath any more. You try to exhale but instead of air a gush of blood shoots up into your mouth. You look towards your executioners and see at least 10 of the soldiers standing there with their hard cocks point their guns in your direction. Your last thought is “at least I gave them a good show”. Then you feel 4 bullets shredding your cunt to pieces and 6 further bullets shooting through your tits. Then everything turns black.

The fear and pain was evident on twenty-two year old Kayla�s face as she looked around the cool, damp basement. The weight of her body pulled at her shoulder, chest and arm muscles as she hung from the thick drain pipe. She had been this way for several hours, helpless to free herself or even to scream for help. Her clothes lay in a pile across the room cut to shreds by the owner of the house she had broken into. Heavy footsteps made their way above her as the boards creaked under his massive weight. The basement door opened, letting a small amount of light into the frightening darkness. The room lit up and she could see him moving closer and closer to her. He stood in front of her, his fat body covered in hair and sagging skin. Her stomach tightened as he ran the back of his hand up her firm, toned belly. She could smell the odor of his sweaty, unwashed body. The odor burnt her nose as he pressed his body against hers. She felt his hands cup her ass cheeks as he breathed in her ear.
�I�m gonna do things to you, you never knew were possible.�
He whispered in her ear as the tip of his dirty, fat finger pushed in her virgin ass. She whimpered and tried to move away from his probing finger. Her rectum was so sensitive that her gynecologist had to be careful during her exams. The more she cried and squirmed the deeper and rougher he fingered her ass. He began to bite and lick her neck. His whiskers, like needles scratched her tender flesh. He lowered her to her knees and removed the duct tape on her mouth. A ring gag was forced between her teeth and tightly strapped behind her head. He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and before she knew what was happening, pushed his cock in her mouth. She began to gag as the salty sweat and piss flesh was so revolting.
�Oh yea, hot little mouth.�
He remarked as he worked her head on his cock. He released her hair long enough to clamp both hands on the sides of her head. He pulled her head toward him, his cock hitting the opening to her throat. Her body reacted with hard gut wrenching heaves. She could feel her stomach slowly rising in her throat. He let out a grunt and pushed hard against her. His cock began to stretch her throat as it slowly slid deeper and deeper. Her young body tightened as the invasion in her throat burnt and mixed with the overpowering smell of his pubic hair was more than she could take. The room began to spin and her stomach content was about to come out. When he pulled out, a gush of vomit sprayed on the front of him.
�You little Bitch.�
He yelled as he kicked her between her legs. She let out a cry and tried to bend over but the ropes tied to her wrist would not allow her to move. He pulled her head back by her hair and she felt a warm spray on her face. Within seconds she realized her was pissing on her. She hot, strong piss ran into her mouth. She began to choke and had no choice but to swallow it. Instantly she began to vomit. When he was finished pissing on her he pushed his cock in her mouth and began violently raping her throat.

I admit that after watching the Winter Olympics It has reawaken the desire to fuck an underaged girl. Watching all those young girls in those tight outfits with the camel toe of full display. I loved just spend the whole day fucking her tiny tight pussy.

At my work they have these bins with rags in them for cleaning off the pieces before working on them. They are filled with old shirts and towels that must have been donated from somewhere. Yesterday I found one that was obviously a young girls. Maybe 11 or 12, or a very petite teenager. I've been rubbing my dick on it all night, thinking about raping the tiny body who used to wear it. Never been the panty sniffing type, but I've found the experience enjoyable.

I confess that I fantasize about being raped by an older man and I'm a little girl. I donfess I turned on at the thought of seeing young girls and boys deflowered.

Pauline The Slut - Part 25: Making Movies

The three of us left the shop and headed for Tony's house. Tony's wife, Terri, met us at the door. Tony introduced her to my husband and me as the slut. She kissed and hugged my husband and then turned to me.

"Take that bodysuit off." I looked at her in disbelief. Then she slapped me across the face. "Your a slut and you'll be treated like a slut in this house. Now get stripped or we'll tie you to a tree, whip you and leave you there for the night." Then she slapped me across the face again.

I looked at my husband. He was smiling. I slowly started to take off the bodysuit. She put a collar on me and attached a leash to it.

"On all fours, slut." she said. She then took a butt plug with a dogs tail and stuck it in my ass. "You'll stay on all fours when you're in my house." She then led me on the lead into the house. The two men followed, laughing at the tail wagging out of my ass.

I was told to lie by the fire while they sat down with some drinks. Then Terri had me act like a dog, barking, panting, lift my leg as if peeing and hump her leg the way dogs do. The men thought this was great fun. We then had dinner. I had to go under the table and the three of them fed me bits from their plates. There was a dog bowl with water in it for me to drink. After dinner they sat in the back garden watching the sunset while I lay beside Terri's chair. Later she walked down the garden picked up a stick and threw it. I had to fetch and bring it back in my mouth. She kept doing this for about 15 minutes. Then I had to pee against a tree with my leg cocked. My husband took out his phone and filmed me. I heard him say to Tony "Beth is going to love this."

I was brought to the bedroom on the leash. There was a giant bed against the wall and at the end of the bed raised on a platform level with the bed was a cage. Terri walked me over to the cage opened it and told me to get inside. I hesitated and she kicked me in the ass. "Get in slut." I climbed into the cage. It was just about high enough for me on all fours and there was no room to turn so that I remained facing the way I got in, looking at the bed. I heard Terri lock the cage.

The three of them then stripped and got on the bed. For the next few hours they had sex while I watched from the cage. Every so often one of the men would come over and have me suck their cock through the cage or Terri would come over and take a load of cum from her cunt or her ass and have me lick it off her hand. Once she came over with a mouthful and spat it in my face.

They eventually fell asleep and I followed with an uncomfortable night's sleep in the cage.


The next morning they showered and had breakfast while I was brought a bowl of water and food and told to eat. After I'd eaten Terri took me out of the cage and brought me down to the garden she pointed to a tree and told me to go piss. I did so. When I came back she had me lie on the grass with my legs apart. She then turned on the hose, full power and hosed me down starting at my cunt. When she finished she threw me a towel and my bodysuit and heels. "We'll be waiting for you in the car."


As we drove away from the house, Terri handed me a drink and then a folder. I opened it and started to read. "What's this?"

"Your movie premiere was such a success we've decided it's time you made a professional porn movie." my husband answered. "Terri is a director and you are going to star in a couple of her movies. I'm going to make some more money out of that slut body of yours. Now read your script."

I started to cry. Of all the things that had happened over the past 8 months I never expected this. Terri shouted at me "Stop snivelling you stupid whore and read the script. I don't want you fucking up my movie."

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I read the script. I was to be the mother of a bride getting ready for her wedding day. Me, the bride and her younger sister were going to be in the bedroom putting on her wedding dress. My husband and son would be downstairs when three black men break into the house. They tie up my husband and son, come upstairs, rape the three of us and then drag us downstairs where I'm to have sex with my son while the bride has sex with her father. The younger daughter sucks off the three men while this is happening.

We arrived at a large house set back from the road. There were trucks and cars parked out front and a lot of activity going on. We got out of the car, Terri greeted everyone. We went into the house where I was introduced to the cast. The three black men I already knew. The bride was to be played by Lena, the young girl who was on the bench in the movie at Tony's. The girl playing her sister, Jemma, looked only 15/16, though she assured me she was 18 and going to college. My husband was a much older man, Tim, bronzed and grey hair while my son, Dave, looked like a college football center. I was handed another drink and sent to make up.

When we were all dressed and made up, the three of us went to the bedroom. There were cameras and lights just like a real movie set with men and women hanging around. Terri came in. "These girls are professionals and know what to do so don't you mess it up. You are to look frightened, fight these men off and when they drag you downstairs you are to protest when they tell you to suck and fuck your son. Lots of screaming and lots of tears. They are going to slap and throw you around to make this realistic."

Then the filming started. The girls looked really scared and fought the men off as if their lives depended on it. I almost believed it to be real. I tried my best to do the same. After a few hours filming upstairs and downstairs Terri was satisfied and she called a halt. We were all exhausted. There was a buffet lunch set out in the garden. All the crew and cast ate and seemed to be enjoying themselves. I sat there quietly wondering how I had landed myself in this situation. Terri came over and topped up my drink. She then handed me a script. "This is for your next movie. We'll be starting in about an hour." I was shocked. I wasn't expecting to do another movie so soon.

I read the script. "No, this can't be right." I thought. I searched for my husband. He was talking to Lena and Jemma. I ran over to him. "Have you seen this."

"No, what is it."

It's the script for this afternoon's movie. I can't do this. You can't make me do this."

"What are you talking about?"

"This is a lesbian movie. I'm to play a mother and I'm supposed to seduce my daughter whose name is Therese. That's our daughter's name. I can't do that."

"Oh, I'll talk to Terri."

He went over to Terri and they were in conversation for a few minutes. He came back "She can't change the daughter's name. This is a special film for an important client. You'll have to do it."

"I won't do it."

He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over to the lunch table and threw me across it. Terri came over with an electric prod which she pressed against my buttock. My body rocked with the strength of the shock. She pressed again on my other buttock.

"Stop, Help me." I screamed. Those around the table just looked on smiling. They turned me around and pressed it into my right breast and then my left one. I was thrashing about on the table. She then lowered the prod and drove it into my cunt. "No don't." I pleaded.


"Are you going to make the movie." She asked.

"Please can we change the daughters name." I begged.

"Not possible." Her finger hovered above the red button on the prod. "What's it to be, Make the movie or fried cunt."

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I sobbed "I'll do it."

"Read you script and be ready in an hour." She and my husband walked away leaving me there, shattered and sobbing. The rest of the crowd went back to their conversations.

An hour later, I was back in the house ready for the next movie. Jemma came in to the room. She looked even younger dressed in a school uniform with her hair in pigtails. She came over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Hello Mummy." she laughed. Terri arrived with the electric prod. "OK you know what to do. I want to hear you use your daughter's name a lot. You are going to have to persuade and pressurise her in the opening scene until she succumbs. Any fuck ups and this gets rammed into your cunt. We'll film that as well."

The filming began. Jemma arrives home from school and comes to the lounge and says hello. She sits on the couch beside me. I look at her and tell her how beautiful she is and how much I love her. I move beside her on the couch. She looks at me as I put my arm around her shoulder and stroke her hair.

Terri picks up a big board and points to it. My daughter's name is on it. I looked at Jemma. "Therese, you have become such a beautiful sexy young women." She starts to become uncomfortable. I then lean in and kiss her on the lips. She pushes me back "Mom, what are your doing." I kiss her again this time pinning her to the couch. She struggles to get up by I hold her down kissing her neck, feeling her breasts.

"Please Mom, stop."

"It's ok Therese, Mummy loves you and is going to make you a women."

I slip my hand up her short school skirt. She tries to push it away but with me nibbling her ear and my other hand unbuttoning her school blouse, she is losing the battle. I then return to her mouth, kissing her. After a few seconds she starts to respond and returns my kiss. Soon she allows me to remove her white blouse, then her bra. I start to caress and knead her young barely developed breasts while continuing to kiss her passionately.

I then bend down and suck on her nipple while slipping my hand inside her white school panties. "Oh Mom." She moans. I take her by the hand and lead her upstairs to the bedroom. I remove my clothes and then her remaining clothes before we lie on the bed. I kiss her.

"I love you Therese, I've wanted to make love to you for so long." I explore her body finishing at her cunt. I then spread them wide for the camera and start to kiss and lick her cunt and ass. She responds for the camera.

After a while I reach under one of the pillows and take out a pink strap-on. "Mummy is going to fuck Therese's little cunt before all those boys ruin it." I then mount her and fuck her hard before turning her over and doing her from behind. She orgasms several times. When I'm finished, I lie back on the bed "Now Therese, time for you to taste Mummy's cunt."

I guide her head down between my legs and she starts to eat me until I orgasm.

When the filming finished, Terri comes over and takes me by the hand. As we leave the bedroom I see my husband get on the bed and Jemma take his cock in her mouth. Terri brought me to the next bedroom and threw me on the bed. The crew and others followed. There were about 20 of them.

"She's all yours boys. There's beer in the box over there. Make sure your fuck all her holes real good." I tried to make it to the door but I was grabbed by several hands and dragged back to the bed.

I want to get clean. I don't want to be perverted any more. I just want to get back to a normal sex life. I'm only 18, I don't want to get any worse.

I want to stop being interested in young stuff or incests or anything like that. Even shemale or gays or cross dressing or whatever.

I just want to be satisified fucking one girl and be happy with that. How can I stop being so perverted? It's like i'm a porn addict, but the issue is too taboo to discuss.

If someone a heroin addict, at least they can talk about it and get help. But, if you're addicted to sick stuff, there's no one you can tell without judging you, and there's no one you can talk to if your stuff is borderline illegal.

I've really got to stop this. I havn't DONE anything illegal yet, but I'm really worried because I've been tempted when I'm with my niece or even nephew. I've ignored these dark thoughts, but I can't deny that they are there.

I suppose it's exceptionally difficult for me, being a victim of molestation when I was little really did fuck up my head. But I just want to get normal?? How can I? I could never live with myself if I ruined someone life like mine was ruined.

I've also recently read a story of a friend of a friend who someone worked with got sent down for young download charges including rape and making porn. I don't want that to happen to me so I have to stop now.

It's just that I've always liked girls, ever since I was like 8 shortly after I got molested I've wanted to do things girl who's the same age, and that feeling has never gone away. Even if not to penetrate I just feel some sort of incomprehensible lust towards them which I wish would stop.

I just want to be normal! Please how can I stop? I know a perverted website isn't the best place to ask, but there must be someone out there that knows what to do.

Young and on the wild side when intoxicated. If she was drunk would you pull off her shorts, spread her legs open push a hard cock deep inside her, and forcefully use that wet, tight pussy? Mabey flip her on her stomach and rape the slut up her ass as she cries from the cock pain? Whenever she’s drunk, she’s into getting rough fucked by men. Beautiful tight pussy between her legs. 

I kmow this is an odd place to turn for advice, but I'm curious what responses I will get. I am a 27 year old straight male with pedo and ephebophiliac tendencies, and some twisted sick fantasies. I'm not proud of it, but I've grown to accept it. I go weak in the knees whenever I see a cute girl about 16 or younger, and my heart races anytime I see one in any stage of undress. And I can't even begin to describe the feeling when I catch a glimpse of a hairless, pre-pubescent little pussy! Now I would never hurt a child, and while I fantasize about things like molestation, rape, blackmail, sharking, etc., I know the difference between fantasy and reality, and while I might go out of my way to peek up a tween's skirt or spy on a little girl getting undressed, I would kill myself before I ever knowlingly allowed harm or caused harm to come to a child.

Now having been a pedo most of my life and a male for all of it, I'm no stranger to being unfairly judged. I constantly hear the terms pedophile and child molester used synonymously. I know what it's like to always be passed up for a child care or sitter job even though I'm better qualified than another candidate simply because I'm male. I know what it's like to not even be able to confide in my closest friends for fear of being judged or told to stay away from their family. Quite frankly, it sucks.

So here's my issue. I've recently fallen in love with and gotten married to a wonderful woman who is, surprisingly, almost 9 years older than myself. She knows about my interests and is thankfully both understanding and forgiving. But with this marraige I have also gained two young nephews who live close and are a very active part of our lives now. Now I have never been interested in boys, so there is no problem there on my part, but my wife and I are about to take in a new roommate in the form of my brother, who is also a pedo. And unlike myself, he started off liking only girls, but over time has grown fond of boys as well, and to be honest, I think he actually prefers boys now.

So why is it that I, a pedo who hates being unfairly judged without being given a chance, is hesitant to allow my own brother, who is also a pedo, to be around his nephews without someone else to keep an eye on him. I know it's hypocritical, but I also know how difficult it can sometimes be to always behave and not give into temptation. I know that I can police myself, but I just don't know how strong his self control is.

So am I wrong to pre-judge my own brother for the same thing I have hated being pre-judged for my whole life? What would you do? Would you trust him with the boys? What about if they were girls? Would you trust him then? Would you trust ME? My wife and I are trying for kids of our own, and so this is just as relevant to our own future family as it is to my current sister-in-law's family now. What's your opinion?

Iconfess.... I know who I am. I am a lot of things, and for the sake of time and space I'll just touch on the key parts that that I believe are actuall virtues in a persons life that not everyone else has. Now don't confuse this for pride because its not. I am thankfull and blessed that I am the person that most people know.
I have a close crew, friends.... the people that I get about 15 calls from a day to ask me anything from advice, talk about music, yada yada and so on...
but I value that. Is it due to my good personality, my ability to converse, or just my ability to listen? Im not sure All I know is my friends like me, they dismiss the rumors despite the fact that ive told them half the time it isn't rumors. And that leaves me to wonder why it is that theyre so quick to forgive. Maybe they shouldn't but that's how my life is.
If any of you have been with me for the past few years you know my life is an open book. I really don't see the use in trying to lie about something that can at times be so obvious. Ive had this side of me, a demon if you will, that ive fought with since I can remember.. prolly since around nine. If you ask me straight up I wont blame anything or anyone, it is and will always be on me. But to make things clear nowdays nobody is making easier on me.... Sluts, and ill be straight up about it. Moms, Daughters, young girls are all walking around made up to look like any mans sex fantasy wearing their hair and make up, not to mention the 6 inch stripper heels.(And I don't care if you bought them at khols theyre stipper heels if they are 6 inches).
And all of this is thrown in my face everyday. I basically am walking around in a strip club everyday except for girls not hitting the pole. cause if you wanna be honest youre all dressing like strippers. I think you women... and girls, who you should be mothers to, need to know that not everyone is born to hold back such strong sexual urges when theyre inundated day in and day out with your care free promiscuity.
If you want to get mad at me for finding a release on a bullshit website that no-one but sickos go to anyway then live with it. Im not saying what anyone on this website is doing right, or that its ok: but what I am saying take what comes with the territory. If you dress to be sexualized not every guy you come in contact with will be able to handle it the same way. at least I can say I didn't run up, rape anyone, forcibly make sexual advances, or make anyone feel unconforatable when I was around.... most of the time I would just stay away.

Im going to say goodbye to you guys now.... honestly when the motto of the site said go ahead no ones listening I took that a little bit to litteral. But im going to leave here more conscious than before and no,t how should I say.... oh "clueless" like youll be tomorrow and the next day expexcting no consequences for "who you are" or "how you dress". everyone is held accountable for whatever they do. yall have a good day

oh lol.... I would sign of as my name but considering everything on this stupid website is pointless, including making an account I guess youll just have to assume who wrote this. (double you see)

I need some opinions on this one.

I confess that for the last year or more, I have found myself fantasising about rape. It started with a vivid dream where I fucked a girl who was asleep.It was one of those rare ones when you can really feel the tightness round your cock. Anyway, in the dream, she woke up and I held her down to finish off. In my dream, I experienced the real feeling of cruelty. I wanted to hurt her. And when I came, I shot pints of cum, as though I were defiling her.

Can't remember how the dream ended, but since then, I've had a recurring fantasy, where I abuse girls. Specifically, one girl. She isn't real. I dreamed her. She's young - borderline legal (in Europe)- and blonde. She has some curves, dimpled arse cheeks, and a tight, perfect and smooth pussy. And she has a beautiful smile, that I want to wipe off her face.

I'm not like that in real life. I'd never hurt anyone, but I not only rape her, whilst she cries, I regularly hit her. Beat her senseless.

I wrote this out earlier today, before having a wank, and it turned me on. I wrote a page of graphic descriptions with a massive hard on. I laid back, pulled myself off, read what I wrote, and felt rotten. I deleted the page and started again.

So, boys and girls, is this wrong/weird/dangerous? Am I the only one that does this kind of thing?

I don't know what to do. Basically, I'm in pervert's hell right now.
I supervise a group home for the developmentally disabled. We have a nice little group - a lot of fun. Mostly, they're middle aged to older. Yesterday, we got a respite in here who is barely mentally handicapped (you'd never know it without talking to her for a while), 22 years old, and just gorgeous - pretty smile, nice hair, nice eyes, slamming body (sort of skinny, but with firm looking, perky tits). I've been acting 100% professional of course (mostly), but the second that I saw her, I knew that I had to see her breasts.
Today, I had a hunch she was taking a shower, so I played dumb and walked into her room under the guise of having to tell her some mundane piece of information. She was indeed in the shower, and the door was open. I hovered there for a little while, and started to lean in to get a peak, when (son of a BITCH) a neighboring woman walked into the bathroom from another door. I had to step back, but I still HAD TO SEE the other girl naked! Somehow! So, I stepped outside, but got a view of the bathroom through the crack in the doorjam / hinges. I could only talk for so long with the door open before it looked suspicious, but I kept it there. The girl DID step out of the shower, and she was naked...but I didn't see it. The OTHER girl was in her way, just as she went for a towel, so all I got was a quick glimpse of her in the towel. Total fail.
This girl has flirtatious tendencies, so we were talking for a while. At one point, I thought that she might be flirting a little closely while she was telling me about her problems, and I told her, "It's okay, you can ask me anything. What's on your mind at this very moment?" I was hoping (but also terrified) that she would say something like, "I like you, and I want you to touch me." And...I would have done it. I've never done anything in my life to risk my career, my life, or endanger anyone. Never. But, at that moment, I thank my lucky stars that she didn't say that, because I would have (and still would, sadly) risked everything to fuck or just play around with this young girl (she looks a lot younger than 22, too). I fantasize in my mind that, as part of her disability, she has uncontrollable sexual desires (which is not uncommon with this population), exposes her self for no reason, or masterbates all the time (also very common). No such luck so far.
A couple of times, I swear, I was terrifyingly close to just cupping my hand on her breast, and imagine her just closing her eyes and whimpering for a second when I did that.
She's sleeping here overnight, and will be in all day tomorrow as well. Since she showers at night, I'm tempted to ask her to tell me when she showers because I have to check something with the water first (or something like that)...then, strategically hide my cell phone / camera somewhere in the bathroom (but where???). All I know is, I wish this girl never showed up at this house. I've been a perverted mess of a hard on since the second I met her, and it's really concerning me.
I did manage to do an extended elbow-tit earlier in the day. I forgot to mention that. I was talking to someone and she was next to me, and I moved my elbow in (and, yes, it was a firm tit). She didn't move either. I moved my arm very slightly so it would give just a little bit of a rubbing effect where her nipple definitely was, and she didn't move! I know she felt it! I was wondering if she was enjoying it since she didn't move at all.
I just know she's going to do something to bring me over the edge. I don't want to lose my job, and I'm afraid of doing something that will end my life as I know it. I have a promising career, working on an advanced degree, etc.
...but, what I would give for just a few moments of groping with her (with a postive response form her. No rape fantasies from this guy.
BTW - it gets worse. My boss lives next door, and her f#fteen year old daughter had a sleepover last night. They sleep literally a few inches on the other side of the wall from me! I couldn't stand the thought of those girls possibly getting naked some point. I imagined they were on a computer on one of those social cam-sites, and teasing / flashing the people that logged in (like a million videos that I'm sure we've all downloaded).
I need help, I think! God, I love girls that age. Once again, though, I don't act on it, but today was the first time I realized that I DO have limits, and I could cross them.
Maybe becoming a social worker in a middle school might be a bad idea for me (but that's where I'm headed). God help me!

How would you rape this young woman?

I'm 18, bi, and male
I confess I want a guy, or even multiple guys, to fuck me to their heart's content in any way they wish
Completely used however they want. Even if they're old, fat, and ugly, I don't care!
Hell, my boyfriend isn't much of a looker either

I sometimes fantasy of being taken while out in the middle of the night and just raped rough and hard until the rapist fills me up
When I'm horny, I don't think there is ANYTHING sexual I'd object to!
If you want to tie me up, have a dog fuck my ass, and have me fuck a 5 year old while you film it and jerk off I'D BE FINE WITH IT!

Though only that far when I'm horny - or if my boyfriend wanted it. Of course, I'm horny most the time anyways. I constantly think of being brutally fucked and used if not just fucking some small adorable young girl myself. I masturbate with a vibrator in my ass and I make sure to cum at least 5 times in any given day.
And for a long time I thought 5 times was barely more than average! I thought 3 times a day was average. Morning, mid-day, and before bed.

When I'm not horny, I still love physical contact, but in the form of cuddling.

Jamilla’s crucifixion

Jamilla was already awake when the sunlight entered her cell. After the Romans had captured her a week ago at the villa of her master, they had locked her up in there. They had stripped her and tied her up tightly, her hands behind her back, she was forced to sit here in this dark cell. She have had a lot of time to think about what has happened, and, more important, the things to come. At first she had been scared to death by the thought of being crucified, but right now she had found peace with it. Jamilla knew what she had done, and she also knew that she deserved nothing better. There was no doubt that, if she was to be killed, it would happen out there for every one to see. She was just to beautiful to let her die in here. After all she was the most beautiful girl in and around the city, In fact the thought of starving in here scared her even more than a public humiliation. Being tied up all the time and at least raped and tortured, imagine taht! No, no, all well considered, crucifixion was the best she could hope for. At least her pain would be over in a few days instead of years. She didn’t dare to think that the soldiers wouldn’t come for her.

But then the door opened and a couple of men gave entered her cell and removed the ropes from her hands and feet. Jamilla felt some sort of relief when she left the cell. They would not let her starve. Thus far she had been very lucky. It was only now that she realized that nobody had abused her until now. She wasn’t raped, she hadn’t been whipped. The fact of being nude don’t scare her, as a slave girl she has experienced this form of humilation many times, it was usual for the female to walk nude trough the city up tot he crucifixion side, while the men are allowed to wear a loincloth.

As they came out of the dark hallways into the inner yard of the camp, Jamilla spotted a long, thin, wooden cross lying on the ground. “Pick it up!” one of the soldiers said. Jamilla walked towards the cross and lifted it on her shoulder. There was no use in trying to resist, which would only make it worse for her. Two soldiers came standing next to her and one of them hung a wooden plate around her neck with her name, her age and her crime carved in it. Jamilla expected them to push her forward in to the streets of the city, but they didn’t. Both of the soldiers were looking at a little door behind them. As Jamilla looked at it as well, she saw an other soldier coming out with a hammer, a ladder and a basket with nails. Long heavy spikes…

“So it ’s going to be a full nailing” Jamilla said to herself. Until now she had hoped that they would only use ropes or at least only nail her hands, but as she could count more than two nails, she knew she wouldn’t be that lucky. The soldier loaded the gear on a donkey and the other two gave Jamilla a gentile push on her shoulder. “Let’s go.” They said and the campgates opened.

Jamilla carried her cross through the narrow streets of the city. It wasn’t very heavy but despite the early hour the sun was already shining hot. As she came closer to the crucifixion site, more and more people were watching and following her, yelling things at her. She noted the views of the men, on her slim body, her well-shaped breasts, with the long nipples. Her master has pierced them years ago, she has to wear rings there, and the nipples has grown considerably. Except her long hair, her body has been shaved completely, even if the pubic hair has started to grow back, her crotch is visible for everyone.

“Look at you, you stupid basterds,” Jamilla said to herself “ shouldn’t you be working? No you just want to see me suffer, you want to hear me scream on the cross, you want to see the extreme fear in my eyes when they nail me to it. Well screw you! You think I’m afraid but I’m not, you think I’ll beg them for mercy, beg them not to nail my feet, but you’re wrong, wrong, wrong! I won’t. In fact I’ll show you that it doesn’t scare me, I’ll show you how a proud girl faces her destiny!”

As she took the last turn to the marketplace, Jamilla felt this strange sensation in her underbelly. She knew she was walking her last few steps ever. On the market place, one of the soldiers gave the order to stop right in the middle of the square. She let her cross slip to the ground, took a few steps back and looked at the people that came to see her humiliation. One soldier held a hand on her shoulder and took back the wooden plate as the other one unpacked the gear. The third one began to declare her verdict and why she deserved it. During that time Jamilla realized that the strange feeling in her underbelly wasn’t fear as she thought it was, but pleasure. Her crotch has become wet, she noticed it. Every single person on the square wanted to see her young, nude body exposed on the cross. She knew she turned on every man that came to see her today, but none of them would ever have her. She would remain an unreachable ideal forever. She knew she could give them a spectacle they would never forget, that would make every other women look like durt.

Right now Jamilla realized that her time had come. The third soldier reached the end of his speech.

Jamilla knew what she had to do, she would show the crowd she was not afraid. Slowly she walked towards the cross, looking at the soldiers. Then she turned around, looked at he crowd and went lying down on her cross. Before one of the soldiers could grab her, she placed both of her wrists on the crossbeam, waiting for the nails.

The soldier that was going to nail her held back his two accompagnons. “No, no, don’t grab her. I want to see if she really can take this.” Jamilla looked at him as he put the first heavy spike right on top of her wrist. There was no one holding her wrists in place, yet she did not pulled them away, when the soldier raised his hammer for the first blow. Jamilla looked closely as the point of the first nail was driven into her wrist. “Aagh!” The pain was more than unbearable, it didn’t just stay in her wrist. Like water spilled on a flat stone, the pain started to run in various directions, all through her body. Yet the nail had only cut a few muscles and flesh. Right now he was only pushing on her wristbones, slightly driving them apart. As much as Jamilla was suffering, she couldn’t move her arms. She could only watch how the hammer came down a second time. This time the nail crushed her wristbones. Jamilla could feel the couldnes of the steel against her bones. Again she could not hold back a short scream. The pain had now turned into a supernatural form of agony. One of the soldiers who was standing next to the cross, noticed how Jamilla was rubbing her beautiful bare feet over the sand in a useless attempt to lighten the pain. Although the nail hadn’t reached the beam yet, she managed to keep her tortured wrist in place. Her most beautiful body was already covered with sweat when the hammer came down for the third time. Finally the nail came out of her wrist again and made his first contact with the crossbeam. Jamilla felt a bit relieved because she thought the wrist part was over. Once the nail was through, it would be easier to bare. But she was wrong. The hardness of the wood made it very hard to finish the job. The executioner needed six more blows to get her wrist fully nailed to the beam, every blow causing Jamilla more and more pain in addition to the already unbearable agony…

At the first blow, Jamilla had pulled back her second wrist. “Aagh!” A short scream escaped her mouth every time the nail went deeper. Finally the last blow was given and the executioner stood up. Shortly he admired his work, then he walked over to the other side of the beam to nail her other wrist. Jamilla didn’t know how she did it, but she had managed not to cry. Although only one of the four nails was in place, she was already covered with sweat. She looked at her unnailed wrist once more, then she placed it on the crossbeam as she saw the executioner approached with the second nail. He looked at her beautiful young face while he went across her wrist with his fingers to locate the bones. When he found the right spot, he place the nail on it, held his hammer high up in the sky. Then he waited for a moment to see if Jamilla really wouldn’t pull down her arm now that she knew what it felt like to have one nailed wrist. Then he started his horrible job.

Jamilla thought she knew what she had to expect, but no one could ever get used to a sudden explosion of pure pain like that. Again her short screams filled the air, again her beautiful bare feet rubbed against the sand, but yet the agony seemed like at least a thousand times worse. Again she felt how the nail crushed some of her bones and drove others apart. It was in this pure sensation of nothing-but-absolute-agony- that Jamilla realized something strange. With every blow she screamed her little “AaAgh’s” as a message to every one on the square that she couldn’t take it any more. But now she realized, as her pain reached a new, horrible peak with every other blow that she wanted more. Though the agony made it quite impossible to keep her wrist in place, as long as the nail hadn’t pinned it to the wood, Jamilla realized she was able to do so, because she loved it. From this moment one, she could kill and love the executioner for what he was doing to her at the same time. She hated and admired him because he was able of hurting her like this. Though her agony reached unknown hights with every blow, she couldn’t wait for the next one. She watched closely how the nail disappeared deeper into her wrist and into the wood. When the executioner stood up after the nailing, Jamilla felt relieved and disappointed at the same time. Her body was under tension, shivering, excited, despite the heat her nipples remain hard all the time, and she notes that her juice has started to leak.

Jamilla looked at her beautiful nude body as the soldiers made preparations to pull up the cross. With her arms spread out like this above her head and her legs a bit opened to feel the sand under her feet for the last time, both her beautiful small breasts with their long and hard nipples and shaven pubic were exposed to the crowd. Yet Jamilla felt no shame, she felt only pain and a deep desire for more pain. Two soldiers were tying ropes to both ends of the crossbeam while the third one was placing some small pieces of wood at the bottom of the longpole so that the cross wouldn’t slide over the sand when they tried to raise it. Then they attached the ropes to their donkey as well. Then the executioner kneeled down at Jamilla’s feet. He grabbed them by the ankles and measured the length of her legs. He placed her feet on the longpole, right next to each other, so that her legs were slightly bent. He looked at it, changed the pose a bit, released her feet and carved a little bit of wood out of the pole, where he wanted her feet to be when he nailed them. Jamilla had observed his actions very well. For a moment she thought he was going to nail her feet before they raised the cross. She had loved the feeling of his hand around her feet. The two soldiers made the donkey pull up the cross while the executioner made sure the longpole would slip into the hole that was dug for it. As they raised her cross and her feet left the ground for the last time, Jamilla felt how her weight was no longer carried by the thin longpole but only by the two spikes that pierced her wrists. She had to scream. Little yelps of both extreme agony and pleasure escaped her mouth while the donkey was raising her cross. As her cross was almost in a complete vertical position, Jamilla spotted the carve made by the executioner to indicate the intended position of her feet. While the soldiers were making sure the cross wouldn’t fall back if they cut the ropes, Jamilla tried out her final footpose. With her feet against the longpole and her legs opened widely because of the roundness of the longole, she decided that it was both a humiliating and an exciting pose. Jamilla looked at her elegant ankles and her adorable toes. Soon her most beautiful feet would be nailed. To feel once more the pain of really hanging on a cross, she moved her legs away from the longpole, so that they were just hanging on either side of it. Now the executioner placed his ladder against the cross and climbed up to fulfill his duty.

As the executioner reached the final step of the ladder, Jamilla lowered her left foot and placed it right on the spot the executioner wanted it to be. He put the nail right on the most central spot of her foot, slightly adapted its pose so that the toes were really pointing towards the ground. Then he began the nailing. Once again Jamilla experienced a wave of fresh agony running through her body. Again she felt how the nail pushed against the bones of her foot and crushed them with the second blow. Again she let out her little yells every time the nail went a bit deeper. Even when the nail entered the wood after the third blow, she didn’t dare to put any weight on it. Her foot was causing her the same amount of agony as both her wrists. Oooh, she loved crucifixion right now; She thanked the people that invented this heavenly torture from the bottom of her heart as the final blows were given. As the executioner finished the nailing of her left foot, Jamilla felt a bit sad. Now her other foot was the only thing left. After that, her agony would slowly fade away … So she put her other foot right next to her nailed one. The executioner brought out the last nail. Jamilla closed her eyes as her bully raised his hammer. Very intensely she tried to analyze the waves of pain that were caused by the final spike. As the bones of her right foot were crushed she couldn’t hold back a small yelp. Also when she felt how the nail tore the skin of here sole apart, she simply had to release a little “ Ôah!” As the nail was driven further into her foot and the wood of the longpole, Jamilla first realized she was being put to death in the most cruel, horrible and agonizing way known in the whole of the Roman Empire, and that she just loved it. The soldier smashed the nail a bit deeper for the last time. Then he went down a few steps and nailed the wooden plate that quoted Jamill’s crime, name and age to the longpole, right underneath her beautiful, nailed feet. “Jamilla, twenty one year old, blonde slave, murder, theft and arson.” Then he stepped down, took away his ladder and together with one of his fellows he went back to the camp. The third one staid to guard Jamilla so that no one would get her down of there.

Although it had seamed a lot longer, her crucifixion had only taken half an hour. Now most of the spectators resumed their work on the market. For Jamilla, the real horror of crucifixion was about to begin. Right now she realized that the pain in her wrists became too much to bare, even for someone who loved it, so Jamilla had to push up on her feet. Putting her entire weight on the nails piercing her feet caused her a wonderful amount of pain, yet she had to let go, if she didn’t want to faint, and she fell back on her wrists. But very soon, again, the pain in her wrists forced her to retry the push up. The Romans had spiked her in a very ingenious way. By bending her legs just a little bit, Jamilla had to face the problem where to put her weight, but she couldn’t suffocate that easy. As she looked around to see what the other people who had watched her crucifixion were doing. Some people were still looking at her, pointing out to each other how well she was nailed. Jamilla herself was also admiring the work of her bully. While she was at it, she saw that she wasn’t bleeding as much as she thought. The only blood Yamilla saw was the blood that had run out of the wounds when the nails were still driven in. Meanwhile the soldier that staid behind walked over to the fountain and took a drink. He didn’t return to the cross but went strait to one of the stalls on the market. He decided to watch over her from there, in the shadow. On the cross, Jamilla was exposed to the sun. Very slowly her bronzed skin was burning. As she saw the guard take a drink, Jamilla became aware of her own thirst. She wondered whether she could ask for some water as well. After a while her thirst became so big she decided to risk it. “Can…can I have some water to, please…?” she moaned. The guard fulfilled her request and put a cup filled with water on the top of his spear. Jamilla drunk it all and asked for more several times, especially around noon when the sun was burning every drop of liquid out of her.

Jamilla now realized that the pain wasn’t fading away at all. She didn’t know why but the spikes kept hurting her as much as they did when they were driven into place. She looked once more to the nails piercing her body. As she could clearly feel, al four of them were smashed through some bones. “I wonder…” she thought. Jamilla tried to move her fingers, but some of them didn’t react to her command. Also her toes weren’t completely movable. The sight of the spikes entering her feet and wrists fascinated her. Jamilla tried to reach the head of the nails in her wrists. Her fingers could only touch the top of the nails. Her excitement still remains, and her crotch has started to leak, she notes the liquid running down the lips, and the it drops down to the sand.

As the sun went down and the market became empty, Jamilla first realized she would never leave her cross again. Even her corpse would be left up there after she died. She wondered what it would be like, if she died. Would she pass out and never awake again? She didn’t know.

Jamilla’s first night on the cross was filled with agony. There was now way of getting some sleep up there. If the pain didn’t keep her awake, then the coldness of the night would make sure she didn’t sleep. The hours passed slowly, way to slowly, but when Jamilla finally thought she was used to it, the first rays of sunlight announced a new day….

As the market became crowded again, people returned to her cross to see how she was doing. "You 're realy enjoying this, aren't you?" Jamilla managed to ask her public. Of course they did. "Guess what," Jamilla moaned as a reply, "so do I..."

According to some spectators who had seen a few crucifixions already, Jamilla was “dancing” real nice. She was pushing herself up on the spikes piercing her feet and falling back on her wrists al the time. Even if she didn’t had to push up to get some fresh air, she still forced herself to do so. It largely increased her pain. It was her second day on the cross, but Jamilla felt far from exhausted. Now she knew why she hadn’t been raped or whipped: If she were still strong when they nailed her to her cross, she would last longer. Once again Jamilla looked at her beautiful body. The nails fascinated her, how they disappeared in her wrists and feet. Only four nails, but they put her in hell. Right now the thought crossed her mind that despite of the fact that she had been drinking quite a lot yesterday, she didn’t have to pee. The sun burned away every single drop of liquid, even the water from the fountain. In the afternoon, Jamilla felt how she was becoming weaker and weaker, how the pain slowly faded. Right now she wished she could live through it al again, from the cell, to the first nail, the moment of triumph when she exposed her completely nude body to the overwhelmed crowd, the nailing of her wrists and feet, her complete crucifixion. Later that day Jamilla lost conscience. She didn’t saw how a rich salesman paid of the guarding soldier and ordered his men to get Jamilla down from her cross. She didn’t even realized the nails were pulled out.

Jamilla looked out of the window as the sun came up. Six months had passed since her crucifixion. Her wounds had completely healed. The salesman had dropped her of at one of his houses in a small village while she was still unconscious. An other girl slave had told her everything. She had never seen him until now. He was standing in the inner yard, saying goodbye to someone. Then he entered Jamilla’s room. “You’re so beautiful” he said. “You’re so beautiful that you can ask me anything. Ask me and I’ll do it!” Jamilla looked at him as he touched her face. “Well, there is one thing you could do…” She answered.

Later that morning, the entire village watched how Jamilla publicly undressed herself. Completely nude, she walked over to the cross and went lying down on it. She smiled at the salesman as he approached with the hammer and the nails. “Nail me!” she said.

LOOKING FOR A VIDEO!

A few months ago I watched this great video on this site, but I can't seem to find it anymore. It involved a young woman getting in a van with a bunch of guys, then the van takes a "shortcut" and stops in the middle of the woods. She is then thrown on an old mattress and raped.
Please post a link if you know how to find this video!

What kind of porn would you watch her star in?

1. Straight
2. Interracial
3. Rape / S&M
4. Lesbian
5. Old & Young

i confess i fucked two different girls tonight. have been having a dry spell, so i had to share. i met both online, and they were both young, fit as fuck, and total freaky sluts.

the first girl was 25, and a gym manager. she had tiny little titties but was so fucking hot and fit. i still can't believe my luck. she called me daddy while i told her that "daddy was going to touch her" and that "she had to be quiet, submissive, and never tell anyone."

she fucking loved it. she said after she had never played daddy-daughter, but that she had fantasized about it since she was a little girl. it was way fun cumming in her mouth while she moaned "daaddyyy."

i went home and thought my night was over. but a few minutes later another girl wrote me and said she wanted to play. she was 19, hot as fuck, and pretty inexperienced. (whereas i am MASSIVELY experienced).

so i met her at a park, and we chatted for a minute. she cuddled into me, telling me how much she had always wanted someone to call daddy, but that she had only fucked one guy and he was a pussy and was freaked out by her desire for daddy-daughter role-play. while she was talking i started feeling her up, and she started moaning "daddy no don't, i am too young."

so we got the blankets from my car, went way out into the park, and i told her what to do for like two hours. she sucked my cock while i told her daddy was going to fuck her. when she had my cock nice and slobbery, i titty fucked her while she moaned "daddy please no" over and over.

i then told her daddy was going to pop her little cherry, so she lifted up her skirt (no panties) and i started molesting her pussy. it was sopping wet so my fingers slid right on.

after she was moaning hard from the fingerbanging, i got on top of her and stuffed my big cock into her young, shaved cunt.

i talked dirty to her for most of an hour while i slid in and out of her. i love taking my time and getting a girl to tell me what she is into and what i tell her to.

i told her that she could never tell anyone what daddy was doing to her, that it was our special secret. she said she would, and that she was so glad her daddy wanted to be the first to pop her tight little cherry.

we age-played that she was very young. she was SUPER into that. she said she had been very horny when she was younger, and had fantasized about most of the men in her family life while she made herself cum.

so we played daddy-fucks-very-young-daughter for most of two hours. i dropped the first load down her throat. she clearly loved swallowing.

after chatting about what we had fantasized it was clear she was really having fun, and she said she was really happy to find someone that was an experienced freak/dom.

she told me she wished we had known each other when she was in middle or high school, as she was constantly horny, and would have loved an older guy to show her the ropes.

that made me fucking hard again so i jumped back on top of her and started up again.

she moaned "daddy rape your little girl" while i fucked her. after a bit i told her to get on hands and knees so daddy could fuck her from behind. while i was pounding her doggy style, i dribbled spit onto her little teenage asshole, and started rubbing it with my finger.

she started moaning even harder when i did that. i asked her if she like it. she said "is it okay if i like it daddy?" i told her that of course it is.

soon i had two fingers in her tight little asshole while i fucked her perfect, young, shaved cunt.

i then told her that daddy was going to try something new, and to be a good little girl and stay right there, and to be quiet.

so i pushed the head of my cock into her asshole. i told her that daddy was going to rape his baby doll's ass, and she just moaned hard. so i slid my cock into her asshole. she moaned a bit out of pain mixed with pleasure, but was a good girl and let me.

i pounded the fuck out of her ass until i had to cum, and i pulled out, and told her "get your fucking mouth on my cock, slut."

she, being a good little sub daughter, jumped up, and took my whole cock in her mouth and throat. my cock pulsed with pleasure as i pumped a ton of cum into her stomach.

needless to say it has been one of the best nights i have had in a long while.

so anyone out there reading that is sick of being lonely and horny, have hope! eventually you will break that cold streak and have an amazing night!

I am a 23yo MWF Im 5'4 100# long golden blonde hair (natural) with blue eyes. My measurements are 34B-24-34. I was at a party with my husband and he introduced me to a guy he knew who suggested that I might be interested in doing some commercial modeling. He gave me his card and said to call if I was interested. I have a very good figure and I take care keeping myself in shape by working out 4 or 5 times a week. Needless to say I was really flattered that he would say I was modeling material. Later on the night my husband and I were having sex and he said I should really look into doing the modeling. I was out of work and we could certainly use the extra income. I told him I would give his friend a call in the morning.

The next morning after my husband had left for work I got the business card out of my purse and called my husbands friend. Carl answered the phone and we got into the discussion of me coming in to do some sort of screen test photo shoot. It just so happened that he had an opening that morning and if I was free he could get me in today. I had nothing to do that day so I said sure. Carl gave me the address which was in an office complex in the San Fernando Valley area. I got off the phone and took a shower and drove to the address Carl had given me and got there exactly on time. Carl met me outside and had me follow him into this plain looking office building. We walked down the hall and went into his office suite. He had a receptionist there, a cute Asian girl about 20yrs old who was very sweet and polite. Carl left me in the waiting room and went back into his office. I sat in the waiting area for about 10 mins before the door opened and out came this beautiful black girl who looked a little shaken or nervous. I don't know which but Carl came out behind her and said we would be in touch. The girl quickly left the office without even looking up at me.

Carl extended his hand to me and said Jennifer come on in. I looked at the Asian girl and smiled and she said good luck! I smiled and said thank you and walked into Carl's office. Carl is a tall taned guy who is ruggedly good looking about 6'1 big chest and shoulders. He looks like he would have played football in his younger years. Carl was about 40 years old. I looked around Carl's office and he had all these photos of beautiful girls who were obvious models. Some were clothed while some were not. I got to thinking what type of modeling did Carl have in mind for me? The office had a black leather couch on one wall opposite Carl's desk. On the desk was a mini tripod with a video camera mounted on it as well as another camera on another tripod in the corner.

I sat on the couch and Carl began asking me questions about modeling and what I would like to do. Then he asked me about how I felt about nudity. I told him I was comfortable in my own skin and didn't have a problem with it. Carl told me that I could make anywhere from $1000 to $5000 a day if I was truly interested in commercial modeling. I told him I'd do it if I could make that much. He then said that he needed to take pictures of me and do a short video. I told him fine and Cal began taking photos of me. He told me to stand and do some poses and I followed his lead. I was wearing a short black skirt with a white top that was sheer and see through. I had on black heels to match. I was really getting into the modeling when carl said ok now take off your shirt. I stopped and looked at him and asked do I need to? And he said yes . I thought about it and decided teh money was worth it. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and took it off and put it on the desk. Now the skirt he said. I took it off as well. I was now standing in this mans office in my bra and panties feeling all vulnerable. He took some more photos of me bending over then he told to sit on the couch and lift my legs up over my head and spread my legs . I was not expecting this but i did what he said. They he pressed further and said for me to remove my bra and panties. I told him I had never been naked in front of any other man besides my husband. My husband and I met in high school when i was 15 and I was a virgin. We got married 2 years ago and I had never been with any other man besides him. Carl smiled and said I understand. He then asked me again to take them off. I hesitated then said what the heck and I stood up and turned arounf then took them off. I stood with my back to carl so he could only see my ass. Then carl walked up to me and pushed me towards the couch. Kneel on the edge of the couch and rest your arms on the back he said. I did this and he said now raise your ass up. I did this as well all the while my heart was beating out of my chest. I heard a few clicks of the camera and then I looked over and Carl had turned on the video cam. Face the wall please he said. Now Carl's voice was a bit firmer. I did as he said then he came up behind me and asked me how I felt right now.
I feel scared I said. Why are you scared he asked? I don't know but I am. He said don't worry I won't hurt you. Then I heard his zipper come down and I was like oh no he's going to rape me! What are you going to do I asked? Don't worry Jen I'm not going to hurt you. It's all part of teh screen test he said. He then slid his hand between my legs and felt my smooth pussy. I had just shaved it smooth yesterday for my husband as he likes that young look. I couldn't believe another guy as touching my most private area. Then I felt his finger enter me. Mmmm he said nice and wet. I couldn't believe my body was betraying me. You like sex Jen? Yes I said. Good. I told him I had never had another man before. He laughed and said that my husband was a very lucky man. Then I felt his cock touch my pussy. I nearly jumped. Hold still he said and I felt his cock enter my pussy. I braced myself and bit my lower lip as I felt carl's hands on my hips and his cock pressed deeper in me. He was moving in and out really slowly. Carl squeezed my ass while he slid in and out of my pussy. I could feel his entire length slide in my pussy making me feel things I had only felt with my husband. Carl's cock was larger than my husbands adn I never knew such feelings as I was feeling at that moment. My mind wanted it to stop but my body said no keep going. I love my husband but my body was loving this new cock even more. Carl began fucking me faster and faster slamming his cock in and out. I couldn't hold back any longer and I started moaning and grunting and groaning with every thrust. I was giving in to my animal instincts. Oh yes fuck me fuck me harder I said. Was I crazy? Why was I acting like this? I was about to cum and I said I'm cumming and Carl fucked me harder as I came on his cock. My legs were shaking as I continued to experience one of the best orgasms I had ever experienced.

Carl pulled out of me and I turned around and immediately began sucking his slimy cock. His cock was all wet from my own pussy juice and cum. That's it baby suck my cock. You're a good little whore aren't you? He asked. I looked up at him while sucking his 8" cock in my mouth and nodded my head. You like sucking cock? Yes I nodded again. You want more? I again nodded yes. He took his cock out of my mouth and took my hand and led me to his desk and had me bend over on his desk. Carl then got behind me and spread my ass cheeks and rubbed some lube on my ass. I immediately know what was coming. I had only tried anal once before and my husband failed miserably. I told Carl I hadn't done this before. Carl said don't worry I'm going to fuck your asshole right.

Carl then positioned his cock at the entrance of my virgin asshole and pushed in slowly. I could feel my tight ass open and accept him. It was tight and then he pushed further into me. This is when it all began to hurt badly. The pain was intense. I asked him to wait and to stop but it was too late. Carl was now pounding my asshole with his massive cock. I began to cry and yelp with each thrust in my virgin ass. It was obvious that anyone in the waiting area could hear me as I was being fucked. Carl told me I had the tightest ass he had ever fucked and that included some younger girls he fucked before. I held onto the desk as he continued to fuck me. After a few mins the pain subsided and I was now liking this new found act. I began reaching back and spreading my cheeks trying to take more of his cock in me. Carl laughed and said your going to do great in this business. I said what business is that and he said Escort and Porn business! I couldn't believe it this was an audition to become an escort and work in porn. I let my head fall in shame as Carl emptied his load up my ass. When he pulled out I felt his load run out and down my legs. I lay there knowing I was just fucked by a stranger for the first time and I was shocked that I actually enjoyed it. I got dressed and went to leave and Carl asked me. So what do you think? I told him I would think about it.

So here I am thinking about it. It has been two weeks since the interview and I haven't said anything to my husband about it. What should I do. What do you think I should do?

Need help finding a dirty talk handjob video. It is of a young hot blonde and as she jerks off a big cock she talks about how when she was younger her older brother would come into her room and molest her. She start from when it started he would only watch her sleep take her clothes off and jerk off and cum on different places on her like her ass or face. Then he started rubbing his cock on her face and body. One of the hottest parts of the video was she described how one night her brother must of druged her because in the morning she woke up with her throat in pain with a strange taste in her mouth. And when she tryed to get out of bed she collapsed to the floor from a massive pain from her asshole. She concluded that her brother after druging her must of sodomized her and shoved his dick down her throat to. After she confronted him it got worse, in stead of stopping he started raping her all the time making her jerk him off suck his dick and the worst she sead was when ever they were home alone he would fuck her in the ass. Really good video about 20minutes long if anyone can share a link it would be cool thanks.

To all the people complaning about certain vids getting taken off the site. You only have your self to blame. You shouldn't have mass posted "accquired taste" material on a publicly accessable website. What did you think would happen when you filled a site to the brim with dogfucking, rape, scat and old sex? A lot of people hate that shit, and do whatever they can to take it off the net. I've seen shit on here i've previously only seen on p2p. It amazes me that this site has gotten away with so much for so long.
I'm guessing a lot of you guys found this site, saw all the crazy stuff here and thought, "wow, i guess this stuff is becoming more mainstream and acceptable. i'll go TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN!" Idiots.
I swear if i lose my rape and young teens because of all you pedo furfag shit eaters....

Sculpting An Ice Queen
Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabbot sat at the bar in a sports bar named Brad's with a distinct Bradley Cooper theme. She had read an article about the place and thought it was perfect to hunt for a man. It wasn't one of her local haunts, or a place she frequents with coworkers; rather no one here knew her reputation as the ice queen. In college she was so focused determined to become a lawyer who put the scumbags away, she missed out on all the debauchery common to college students. And work kept her very busy, so busy that she was 34 years old when words like, "When are you going to take time out to build a family?" began to take effect. Sure she dated whenever she could, and was by no means any virgin, but her last relationship last three months and that was back when she was 32.
Now she was one month past 40, sitting in what had become a gay bar since the end of football season, remembering the girl’s night out she had last month with coworkers.
First Det. Amanda Rollins, the newest officer assigned to the special victims unit. She's a natural blonde originally from Georgia with a mouth that shoots just as straight as her gun.
Second was Dr. Melinda Warner,the medical examiner. Warner often works with Manhattan's Special Victims Unit by providing the detectives with forensic evidence to support their cases. She was a doctor in the United States Air Force, and served two tours of duty at Ramstein Air Base during the Gulf War before she began work as a medical examiner in NYC.
Lastly was Det. Olivia Benson, Sergeant of the SVU. Her dark hair and dark eyes match her often dark mood.
Alex was lean and worked very hard to maintain a body that would make swimsuit models green with envy. She also spent hundreds of dollars keeping her hair blonde and straight. She was smart, she could take a good joke, she like sports even, but couldn't land a man. Why? This is what she asked her friends that night.
"I dunno," Rollins murmured looking for support, for a way to sugar coat it, "nine times outta ten, when a man finds out what I do for a livin'," she paused to sip her Miller Genuine Draft beer, "they're either scared out of their minds, or so aroused it sickens me."
Benson weighed in with her normal banalities, that have been told to her so many times over. "There are other fish in the sea, there's someone for everyone, everyone has cold spells…” etc.
But Alex wasn't trying to hear that, not that night. Then Warner said what they'd all been thinking for the last six years.
"Alex, we love you but honey, it's hard to find a man when you don't make the time. There are 168 hours in every given week, now if you work 50, sleep 56, and exercise 7 that only leaves 55." before Alex could continue Warner held up her sex on the beach neat to stop her before continuing
"Minus 7 hours for meals, another seven for shopping, travel, and hair."
Alex had to chime in, "41 hours a week left, plenty of time."
But Warner continued, "Yes, but given the fact you don't date on work nights, 36 of those hours are wiped out. How can you expect to make a relationship work if you can only invest five hours a week to it?"
Those words still haunt Alex, so she decided to, put herself back out there, patronizing a different bar every Saturday night since, with no success.

The next Monday was routine, but Tuesday she had an interview with a member of the Armenian Mob. Goran Jubale was awaiting trial for his hand in a double homicide. He came to SVU attention when the local Armenian Mob was brought down due to increased attention to the human trafficking problem. The head of the Mob, Barka "The Dagger" Karyo was anticipating Goran to fall on his sword for the mob. Cabbot expected that was what this meeting was about.

The first thing Cabbot noticed was his attorney was not present. The second thing she noticed was beneath his rugged good looks, was a handsome young man. She instantly regretted wearing a skirt, and sought to end this as quickly a possible.
"So, Mister Jubale, I take it you're here to confess to all the crimes committed by your boss Barka Karyo?"
"Nope." He replied in clear, but accented English,
"I was arrested first, and it's expected of me to do so, but this I cannot do." Alex straightened her glasses and replied,
"Then why am I here?" to which he smiled, the kind of smile that let's one get away with wrecking your car, and said, "I'm here to offer you a full confession in exchange..."
"In exchange for immunity? leniency? deportation? In case you forgot we've got you for murder." Alex cut him off because she noticed how he leered at her. He was unfazed,
"Nothing so...selfish. When I spoke to the SVU detectives they informed me most of the girls, either taken or brought in are hooked on drugs or raped if not both! This could easily have been my sister, my daughter! No Ms. Cabbot, all I ask for in exchange is that you share the little death with me."

Taken aback, Alex asked him to clarify, despite the fact there was no need. Goran responded as though something was lost in translation, "Share the orgasm with me and you'll get your confession." The ethical and moral obligations race through her mind. It took her 47 seconds to respond with, "You're hardly in any position to negotiate."
But that damn smile again followed by, "True, at some point I'll either be deported or executed. I also know that someone in the mob gave many girls the clap that I do not have. Your ‘em eee’ Warner will confirm this. I also know who in the mob did, for I took him to get it cleared up. I know which hospital he used and which alias he checked in under. You can get this child rapist of the streets. Is what I ask all that unappealing? It's not like I could escape during the act, I'm handcuffed to this chair. There are no eyes or ears in this room, client privilege and all. The only persons who would know is me and you."

Alex looked at the door then back at Goran, and felt her panties moisten at the thought. First she took off her heels and approached him, there was an overt bulge on his inner right thigh. Before she realized it she was running a finger across her lips; and he was smiling that damn smile again. The kind of smile a child gives you when they flushed your passport down the toilet. Before her rational mind could scream at her, she was helping him out of his orange jumpsuit, pulling down his white briefs, to reveal what she wanted. A 22 cm uncircumcised cock with a lion's mane of dark pubic hair, throbbing in the air, a droplet of pre-cum seeping from the tip. First she sheepishly stroked the cock like it was her first time with one, then it was in her mouth. Just the head at first, Alex was intimidated by the thickness of it. It reminded her of a certain cock she encountered in college but that is a tale for another day.

Goran's grunt when her tongue found it's way under his hood gave alex encouragement to increase speed and depth. Soon his grunts and moans were muted by her slurping noises. she felt him tense up as she deep throated him, getting her nose to his wild pubic mound. She held it there for three seconds then slowly took her mouth off of it. Goran's expression and heavy breathing suggested despite his good looks, he hadn't been laid in quite some time. She took his balls into her mouth though they were hairier then she would have normally liked, as she took off her lavender panties and fingered her oozing hair cunt. Goran shifted in his chair as best he could to expose his anus to Alex, into which went her left middle finger as her mouth and right hand attacked the cock again, with noisy rabid strokes, intending to make him cum. But he didn't, not even when she added her ring finger to his ass. Finally she stopped, stood, and hiked her skirt up to her waist revealing the thick black bush that proved Alex dyed her hair on a weekly basis. She hesitated at the sight of the small puddle her pussy left on the concrete floor, then mounted him. She slowly inserted the cock into her snatch and nearly came. Her strokes started slow, giving her pussy time to stretch around the cock, and when she felt comfortable with began to go faster and harder. Like a woman fucking what may be her last dick ever she was grinding on him, trying to fuck every square cm of his prick. Her moans became loud and louder as the sound of their thighs slapping together muted his grunts and non-English words of encouragement. Her daily workouts were finally paying off. Somewhere in a string of broken English Goran informed her he was about to cum. Alex adroitly hopped of the cock and had it back in her mouth, right hand pumping furiously on the veiny shaft. Just as she was thinking, "My pussy tastes good..." he exploded into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but there was just too much of it and it spilled out of her mouth onto his untamed pubic hair. She pushed Goran's chair onto it's back and lowered her cunt onto Goran's mouth. He sucked her clit with a skill and passion that no man or woman had ever used on her before. Her moans were so loud that Alex had to cover her mouth with her hands, which made it difficult to balance. She came so hard there was an audible splash on the floor. Goran began coughing and choking on the amount of pussy juice that rushed into his mouth, but he recovered. It took Alex nine minutes to gather the strength to upright Goran and redress. his face glistening with her love juices, his cock growing hard and erect again. She stroked it with her hands and smiled.
"I may need to take a statement from you once or twice a week." She said.

This is one of the crazier things I have ever seen or dealt with.

So every weekend I do a local flea market & I have done it for prob 7 years now. Well this one little girl that always loved me when she was little. She was & is cute as hell. In the past 2 years I've probably only seen her & her mom like 4 times a year instead of every weekend like they used to. But every time she saw me she'd go straight to my lap & ask what new stuff I had in. She was a very sexual girl but in a innocent way. Like always trying to kiss me but more than just pop kiss yet not french kissing, sucking on my neck & biting me. Her mom would always be like Britany stop you are making him uncomfortable. & I always acted uncomfortable when she was doing it but that made her do stuff like that even more. Her mom wouldn't even realize she was doing it until I was like Brit would you quit! (while hoping like hell she'd keep on. Always wished Id figure a way to put her mouth on my cock.(never happened tho) Well she & her mom pull up to my back bay door of my spot to come into my flea store/booth & I about passed out when she got out the car. Brit the little 5-9 girl I used to play with that is now ONLY 12 & freaking 7 months pregnant!! Well evidently last spring when she & a friend went to stay with her dad in Daytona for spring break(where he lives now that he is out of jail). she got picked up by three marines one day & fucked them all day long while she was supposed to be laying out at the beach with her friend during the day while her Dad was working. Of course they gave her fake names & #s Well (so they are home free)

they did not find out she was prego until just about a month ago. It was to late for an abortion so she is gonna have it by c section 4 weeks early. She still looks so freaking young even younger than other average 12 y.o.s but fucking beautiful she has the prettiest blue eyes budding boobs & a little soccer ball size belly.

Even weirder her mom told me the whole story graphically & then when she was sitting with me Brit told me everything that happened.(while I rubbed her sweet little pregnant belly. I asked her honestly if she felt like they raped her & she smiled like an old pro & shook her head no. I acting concerned told her to explain step by step how it all started that day. God My cock was hard the whole time she was telling me how they fucked her & what all she had done with them.(she new I was hard NO DOUBT)

Well I really just wanted to share this but if you wanna hear a bit more just say so. BTW I know a lot of this sounds hard to believe but she comes from a very shady family & things that normal people would not do.(like letting 2 11 y.o.s stay at the beach by themselves all day at an unfamiliar place & etc...) thats honestly just par for the course for her parents.

Man I wanna fuck that tiny little thing with those crystal blue eyes perfect strawberry blonde hair AND that perfect ass with those tiny tits & little soccer ball round belly!!!!

Id really like hear fron any females, stories or true accounts, fantasy, if you have ever thought about raping another girl, defenceless, drugged, young, how perrvy can you girls be, or is it just the male species, that has these thoughts, i think there are more girls out there than society might like to believe. let me know girls, im interested, as i bet a lot of other guys are.

I have been going to my gym for about 2 months now. There are a bunch of sexy hot girls working our there. I always take a shower after i am done with my workout. I am bi and there are always guys walking around with towels on and i see cock everyday. I have noticed people checking each other out including myself.

I put an ad on craigslist to see if any guys wanted to meet up and play in the sauna or shower. A few guys emailed me but one stood out. my ad read:

"young guy looking to play in ***** gym. I would love to have fun in the shower or the sauna. i love to suck cock and may bottom for the right guy. don't want to see your face. send me a pic of your cock and lets meet up."

A white guy in his 30s "so he said" emailed me. he had a really nice looking cock with shaved balls. i told him i would meet him up tonight. i told him what i was wearing and where in the gym i was going to be working out at. he was going to meet me in the handicap shower and fuck me.

I get to the gym and i see this white guy checking me out. so i think its him but i still haven't seen his face. i got done with my workout at about 915. the gym closes at 11. I go into the locker room and get naked and put my towel on and head to the shower. as i am walking into the shower i see the white guy in the locker room i was like jackpot.

i go into the handicap stall and turn the water on. to let you know how the showers are set up. its in the back of the locker room. there are 3 stalls on one side and 4 on the other. one handicap stall that is larger than the others. it also has a bench in there in case some one needs it.

so i am showering and i feel a draft. i know my curtain just opened. its the guy that i have been talking to. i fold the bench down and put my knees on it. this way they only see one pair of feet if anyone was to looking under the curtain. as the water is running on my face and i am set in the doggystyle position i am arching my back giving the guy a full view of my ass. i spit on my fingers and rub it on my hole lubing it up for a good fucking.

he starts to rub his cock on my hole then he starts to push. he pushes slowly into my ass taking an inch at a time. he felt like 10 minutes for him going into my ass but it was only a few seconds. he started to pull out and push back in. he started to fuck my ass harder and harder faster and faster. he was filling my hole up good. he started to get really fast and all of a sudden he grabbed my hips and trusted his cock as far as he could into my ass and held it there. i realized he was cumming deep into my hole. i loved it.

he pulled out and i could feel the cum running down my leg. my head was still under the water. he opened the curtain and exited. as soon as he exited i looked out to see the guy that fucked me so good. i can't believe what i saw.

i was a huge black guy about 6'4 250 lbs. i was just made a bitch by a black guy. the white guy was no where to be found. it think it was him all along. he catfishes me into letting me fuck him. it felt great but i feel raped.

Pauline The Slut - Part48: Revenge

I was pulled back into the house and dragged into the lounge. The lights were on and there were a number of cameras. Then I saw Debbie and Hannah standing together with two strapons. The cocks were massive particularly against their young bodies.

My husband threw me to the ground. “Here she is. The slut who’s responsible for all your pain and suffering. Here’s your chance for your revenge. Do whatever you want to her.”

The sisters looked at each other, then at my husband, then me. A shiver went down my spine when I saw the hate in their eyes.

“What are you waiting for.” my husband asked.

They looked at each other again, then sprang towards me. I tried to get up and escape but they were on me before I could get to my feet. I curled up in a ball as they began kicking my body. This continued for several minutes before one of them grabbed my arms and pulled them painfully behind my back forcing me onto my knees. My whole body ached from the kicking.

"Suck bitch," Debbie commanded, jerking her hips with the strapon into my
face. I opened my mouth and she forced the full length down my throat. She pounded away. I struggled for breath as she buried the strapon deep into my throat. She finally pulled out and I gasped in mouthfuls of air.

They dragged me over to the coffee table and pulled me across it lying face down. It was now Hannah’s turn to rape my mouth driving her strapon in and blocking my air passage. I was thrashing about for air when Debbie drove into my ass. My scream was muffled by Hannah’s strapon. Hannah withdrew from my throat allowing me get some air before grabbing my hair and pushing into my mouth again.

I felt hands maul my breasts, finding my nipples and then digging their nails into my tender flesh. There were more muffled screams as the nails tore at my breasts. The lack of oxygen was making me dizzy as the two strapons pounded in and out of my throat and ass. I felt weak and nauseous when I passed out.

When I awoke I was dragged off the table by my hair and left on the floor on my back. Hannah fell on top of me her mouth covering my left nipple before biting violently. A scream ripped from my mouth. She then moved to the right one and again bit down. I screamed again.

When she finished I looked down to see blood seeping from both breasts. She moved over me and lowered her cunt to my face. “Lick me whore. Make me cum.”

I was too weak to resist. I pushed my tongue into her young cunt. She rubbed herself up and down on my face while I kept licking. I then felt a breath on my cunt followed by a tongue teasing my clit. It had to be Debbie as Hannah was still sitting on my face. Then she bit hard on my clit sending a bolt of pain through me.

Hannah pushed her cunt down on my mouth silencing my scream and bringing herself to an orgasm. My face was drenched with her juices. She crawled off me.

Debbie looked at me with an evil expression. She rolled her hand into a fist and forced it up my cunt. Tears filled my eyes as she buried her fist deep inside me. I felt Hannah move to the other side of me. I felt her fingers against my ass. She entered me then pushed further trying to get her hand inside.

“No” I screamed.

She pushed and I cried as I felt my ass stretch painfully to accommodate her hand. I could feel her forcing her hand into a fist tearing my insides apart. They both worked in unison one pushing towards my womb while the other reached my bowels. My body was pulsating in pain from the double intrusion. I howled as I was split in two. Debbie’s fist punched my womb sending a jolt of pain up my spine. The pain was overwhelming and my throat was raw from screaming.

My body was jerked back and forth like a rag doll as the two sisters fist fucked me continually. In and out, in and out. I could hear both of them grunt and pant as they tried to penetrate further. My head was spinning, sweat pouring from my body. The pain intensified to an unbearable level. It was like nothing I’d experienced before. Their hatred for me seemed to drive them further. It felt like hours had passed.

I don’t remember passing out.

Am I a sick fuck because I fantasies about watching my beautiful young daughter getting gang raped by a group of hung nigger thugs, they use her like a peace of cumdump meat. then after they have ruined and stretched every hole she has they make me suck their cocks then eat her cum filled used cunt while they rape my ass.

Hey everyone, I have a quick confession to make. Some will probably find me horrible but I don't care. I just have confess it here to get it of my chest. To be short I brutally raped my ex. So here's what happened:

My ex gf cheated on me and so I broke up with her. She is very young so I could somehow understand that she wanted to explore some more, but still I don't want to stay with a cheating gf. However, ass time went by I started to hate her more for what she did to me, but somewhere I also still love her. Love and hate really are close. But one night when I was going out and got a bit drunk we saw each other again and went outside the club to talk. After a long talk we split up to go home. However, since I was drunk, horny, hartbroken, hatefull and still in love with her I followed her at some distant. I know the route she has to take to get home and when she walked through the park I went to her and grabbed her around the neck and mouth and dragged her down. I really lost it in some kind of frenzy. I hit her in the face and tore her dress a bit. She struggled of course but I split her legs and lowered her legging and undies. I hit her again before I opened my own pants to bring my dick out. She was crying and murmering 'No!' As I entered her and started to fuck her. I lossened her bra and trew it away so I could squeeze her breasts with one of my hand, while the other was holding her hands down. It really turned me on to hit her, tell her to 'Shut up, slut!' and fuck her without a condom. She always wanted to use a condom when we were together. She didn't use a pill since she always got sick with it or something. And the thought of cumming inside her made me fuck her even harder. When I was about to cum I told her and she was still crying and sobbing. I came really good and filled her up nicely. When I was done I got up and just left her there. I still heard her crying when I was walking away.

This has been a few months already and I heard she got pregnant. I gueass she didn't realise that it was me who raped her because of the trauma and beating I gave her. I hope she takes good care for my child

Jill was 42 then and stunningly attractive. She's 5'6" and weighs about 120 lbs. She's the mother of two grown children and seems to have retained, if not improved the figure of her youth. I've always considered her best feature to be her beautiful legs but she also sports a magnificent pair of 38 D's with large areolas and large succulent nipples. She has always been proud of her figure and has made a habit of tastefully showing it off. The sight of her long tan legs in a short skirt topped by those bountiful bouncing boobs is nothing less that salacious. She still turns heads wherever she goes. Men hit on her all the time and she is always flattered and gracious, even in response to the crudest approach.

On the big day, a Saturday, she went to the grocery store right after lunch to pick up a few things for the weekend. Her husband was out of town on business but she expected him home Sunday evening. She was wearing a short pleated skirt that fell about six inches above the knee, garter and hose, high black heels, and a tight stretch top without a bra. I should stress here that despite my description of her appearance she has the class and beauty to dress this way and still not look the slightest bit slutty. I can assure you that she was arousing plenty of attention, but most of her admirers took nothing more than a discreet look. One was a little bolder. Jill realized that a young Hispanic man was discretely following her around the store and she decided to have a little fun with him. When she caught him looking out of the corner of her eye she'd make a point of bending over a display case, and once, when he was behind her, she dropped something on the floor and bent over from the waist granting him, no doubt, a pretty good view of her stocking tops and garter.

He kept his distance in the store but caught up to her in the parking lot. She was not frightened because guys have hit on her frequently throughout her marriage and all of them had accepted her polite rejections. The young man introduced himself as Rudy and complimented her effusively on her appearance. Jill was flattered as usual, and as usual polite. He helped her with her groceries and asked her if she would go out with him and she responded that she might have taken him up on his offer if she wasn't happily married, but her husband frowned on her dating other men. He couldn't be brushed off so easily though, and assured her that her husband need not know. She again politely declined his offer and he seemed to accept his defeat graciously.

Jill had no idea that Rudy had followed her home from the parking lot until he walked into her garage while she was unloading groceries. He had parked his car around the block out of sight. Startled, she calmly asked him what he was doing there and told him he had to leave. She didn't get scared until he pushed the button to close the garage door and pulled out a knife.

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I confess id love to rape the FUCKing shitt outa this young little thing and blow all over her holes.. am I twisted?

I am about to confess three of my greatest sins. The reason for this is that I need to get it out of my heart. Get some input, maybe someone who understands my situation from one of the two perspectives and can help me to understand myself, or how to be better than my past.

What I've done wasn't right. It never will be! I don't really know why I committed those sins, but I have my guesses and it opens a lot of questions and confusion.

I know that when you read this, my words may hurt you and all you want to do is judge and hate me. You have every right to do that. I get it! I guess, for me this is the dark secret of which almost anybody has one, even though maybe a better one.
At least I hope there are still people out there, who never suffered and never have done anything bad to themselves, or others ...

If you can, please take this seriously, with an open mind. It would be of great help if you could just listen, then tell me what you think. I don't need people to say me I was an asshole and I've done wrong. I have to live with it every day, believe me I know I did wrong and sure as hell won't do anything like that again!

The first sin was when I was about 9 years old:
It was a hot day outside. I drank a lot and needed to go to the toilet. I opened the door expecting an empty room, but was shocked with an incident instead. I saw how my stepfather let my 4 year old sister touch his dick. In the few seconds I saw that i didn't know how to react, nor did I know how to explain the situation to myself. It just looked like she was enjoying touching it and stood directly in front of him. Me still shocked and standing there, was brought back to life when he closed the door.

I don't know why he did it, nor how long, nor how often. But even when I realized this wasn't right, I haven't done anything to stop it. And as if this wasn't bad enough, it was only about to become worse.

I don't know what I thought that day, or what was driving me to do it, but that incident must have let me believe it was OK to do this to her. I probably knew it was sick, but at that time I never had sex-ed, but always was curious about everything I heard, or saw. It got me acting weird out of nowhere ...
About half an hour after that incident I was going to my sister, asking her to show me what she did with her dad and if she would do it on me too. She said yes. Few that I knew about sex, I wanted to try more.
... I want to make this short: We didn't have sex, but sadly, I did try ...

Now she says she forgives me, but I cannot really believe her. I think she is blaming me, and/or her father for taking advantage of her. She was way to young and I should have been old enough to protect her. Also she is my sister after all. It's just wrong to have it done in the first place. But I guess there are times my brain just sat there doing nothing :(

Sin #2:
I was sixteen, had another one of my trips ...
This time I was plain hot. Horny as fuck. Not an explanation, nor an excuse, just a fact. Only person around was another one of my sisters. Haven't done anything to harm her like my other sister and I have never EVER forced neither one of them, but that moment ... I explained her what I knew about sex and ended up licking her pussy, trying to "show her one of the nice things she could do with her boyfriend when she was the right age" ...

PLAIN WRONG!!!

I did those sick things out of nowhere! It was never really me. After the first sin I had a lot of grief and a hard time, already tried to kill myself then, but the second one just messed me up. I couldn't get a hard dick for about 3 years after. Too much thinking, to much regret, too much pain and too much fear to hurt anyone again. If it would have stayed with me being the one messing myself up somehow how could accept it, but doing this to my own flesh and blood, unacceptable!

When I saw this website the first time, it looked like it was just a plain porn site. Like the other ones I tend to visit sometimes when I'm not with a woman, working, with friends, or whatever.

But afterwards I found out that some of the pictures on here I was looking at and jerking to, where actually closeups of young girls. Even nude children sometimes.
I am not a pedophile! I don't like exploiting children and I don't accept there are people that are okay with that and doing it. I never had sexual interest in a child EVER! I like children for what they are: cute little people, naive and innocent. They have to be protected of things like porn and their open and beautiful minds should never be touched with anything else than pure fatherly, or motherly love. War, hate, sex, those are all things a child should have nothing to do with. Kids should be able to be kids as long as they can!

Even when I saw these pictures on this site, I thought I was looking at women. When it was obvious that it was an underage girl I clicked it away and reported it. Also, the normal thing for me is to be more interested in elderly women, or at least from age 18 upwards.
But I guess I have a thing for cameltoes, or bulgy, shaved pussy or whatever, but not because it looks young. I don't want to hurt children and I don't find them sexually interesting. Not even in the closest!

I don't know. When I listen to myself, read these words, I don't know what I should think of myself. I am an extremely sexual person. I love a woman's body, love, her emotions. Rough sex for me is nothing more than a little spanking, a lot of rolling around, taking good grips, anything like that, but nothing that hurts. Doesn't matter if physically, or psychologically, I just don't do it! I'm kind, leave my friends with happiness when I go, I can be trusted, I protect ... I don't see anything wrong with me at whole, nor any sickness I have, other than maybe too much interest in sex !?

And I think maybe that was what was driving me?
Is it just me being horny, loosing my mind?

See, I'm a person of moral. Normally at least.
I would never rape anybody. And I mean that!
Next person I see doing harm to a woman, a man or child, I would beat up and get him locked up forever!

But is that logical?
I am not really a better person, or am I?

... I need someone other than a therapist, or psychologist judging me, or listening. I need women or other men with that kind of history or without, to tell me what they'd think if they met a normal to great person, who would tell them this story about them.

Regarding my sisters: both of them think I am a good brother. They forgave me. We are good with each other and talking about everything.
I just don't want to make it any more difficult for them than I already did. I gave them a bad impression of men and left them with scars in their childhood. Even if they love me, I haven't forgiven myself!
That's what this is all about.

I confess i love to hear from and see in films, or even for real, other females that love to perv on younger girls, watching another girl raping a younger girl is so sexy and such a turn on, i used to go out with 1 girl, and i told her what i liked, she didnt mind at all, and we used to perv on young schoolgirls together most of the time, there must be females out there, that share my thoughts, id like to hear!!

Well, I'm going to confess to you about my terrible nylon fetish, you can read this if it turns you on because this is completely true. I didn't really mean to, but I've ended up writing a lot including about the time I was raped. So, if this shit turns you on, read on, but if you're fantasising about it I don't want to know because this did happen to me and it is painful to think about.

I'm a straight male teen, but I really want some nylons to wear. I hate how my body is starting to bulk and become more triangular, I also hate my bodily hair but don't want to shave it off or i'll be made fun of. I love having long legs and want to "neutral" looking slim body for a while but can't. I actually detest the male body, including my own, which is probably the explanation for my nylon fetish.

I really want to get some new nylons, but I'm too embarrassed to buy them from a store and my mail is always intercepted before it gets to me so I can't get anything online. I hate it, the ones I have no are ripped and stretched too much and stained and don't look sexy at all. I'm considering going out of town to buy nylons and just gritting my teeth about the embarrassment.

Despite all this, I don't actually like having this fetish at all. It possesses me, I have an alter ego. I call her Jess. Jess comes out when wear nylons, or sometimes, if I smoke cannabis, I become jess for real and put on a girls voice and act very girly.

I have this terrible nylon fetish. I think I have it for these reasons:
- Both of my old sisters (12 and 15 years older than me) used to carry me around on their feet when I was little, often whilst they wore nylon. I'd straddle their feet and they would "walk" with me. I used to love the feel of their nylon. I was a strange child, I remember being 6 or 7 and writing on a board in my room about wanting to have sex with a girl in my class, and how embarrassed I was when my sister read it and then would tease me about it. I can remember one time when I was about 7, I went into my sisters bedroom when I couldn't sleep and got into the younger of my two sisters beds and began cuddling her because I wanted sex, she must have been about 16 at the time. I kissed her on the cheek a few times and put my arms around her chest telling her I was cold. Nothing happened, she just acted innocently and carried me back to my bed, sat and talked to me for a while about general stuff (i don't remember what, nothing exciting) and then gave me one of the blankets from her bed.

- I used to steal their nylons, and got caught several times. I was always told they were not for boys, and that made them strictly taboo, and therefore more exciting. When asked why I couldn't describe why, I just said "they feel nice" and that was probably all I knew, because I didn't know much about sexual feelings at all.

- I don't find men attractive. I hate the male body, including my own. I think this is probably because when I was 8, I got molested by a 13 year old boy.

I've never told anyone this in real life, but I've posted it on here a few times. This is a genuine story and I'm not getting a kick out of writing this, it's a confession, coming from one fucked up person, so you can get a look into my physce and maybe understand why I'm in the dark corners of the internet. This boy was an older brother of a friend at school. Basically, I used to see his younger brother a lot as we were close friends and he would come to my house often, nothing gay we were just friends. During the summer I had a pool in my garden and he and his older brother came round.

Well, it was warm and we were in swim shorts, and the younger brother went to the toilet inside the house. This left me and his older brother in the garden shed (it's like a summer house) with his brother and he started telling me all these secrets that his brother and had told him about me. Petty stuff, like which girls I fancied, what trouble I had been in at school - he never knew about the nylons.

This boy picked up hammer that was in the shed and then threatened me to suck his cock. He never actually hit me, and that's what I'm ashamed of, but I was young and intimidated he was overwhelming me with blackmailed. This boy rolled down his trousers and told me to suck his dick unless he wanted everyone to know my secrets. I said I didn't want to and he started shouting at me. I was in the corner of the room and I did it. I didn't cry, I didn't feel anything, I just did it. I remember that taste, it didn't feel erotic at all, it just kind of felt like a finger. I didn't pull his foreskin back and he was still flaccid or maybe a semi. He didn't cum, and only did it 3 or 4 times. Maybe I was really bad at pleasing him, or maybe he came to his senses, or maybe he was interrupted. I don't remember everything, but he laughed at me and left and said don't tell anyone about this or I'll tell everyone you're gay for sucking a cock.

He stood there laughing and then walked out the garden. I was about to burst into tears and his brother returned and asked me what happened. I said nothing happened. He really wanted to know and I just yelled at him to get lost. He and his brother left.

I really hate that guy. He got away with violating me. He's made me question my sexuality for years and he's fucked me up emotionally. What else is very annoying, is he has a beautiful, absolutely stunning, girlfriend who's 4 years younger than him.

There is no karma is this world. He's got a beautiful girlfriend, while I'm a fucking creep with trust issues, sulking in the corner of the internet, questioning my own sexuality because he ruined my childhood. I've tried to kill myself many times, and considered finding a way to take him with me, but I've never had the guts to do any of it.

I struggle to trust anyone and I hate the male phesque. It makes me question my whole sexuality because of that. Basically, I want to be a girl because I hate men, including myself. The only way I feel femine and happy is with nylon. It lets me escape who I am and I become someone else.

I have considered what it I would need to have a sex change multiple times. I don't feel like I'm close to any of my family members (not even my sisters any more, they moved out when I was about 10 and I barely see them. They probably couldn't wait to get away from me). I often think though when my parents die, I'd have a sex change. However, being exceptionally tall at approximately 6ft 4, I'd hardly pass for female.

I really don't know what I should do. I guess this is just a confession rather than a question. I full expect a bunch of perverts with no morals at all to come troll me now or to call me a fag or gay. I'd rather you didn't, but hey this is the internet and I can't physically stop you, but maybe you'd understand why I am this way.

To nearly everyone, I'm a straight attractive slim tall male who does ok in society. No one knows about my dark secrets. I don't act gay or camp, or look female at all.

Ok, I'm looking for a video which was on here a looong time ago.

It was a scene from a supposedly scandinavian movie, definitely a mainstream production. A young blonde girl described to a police officer (?) how she was raped by her dad, uncle and his friends (according to the subtitles, don't know if they were real or bogus). She was acting all seductively and stuff, almost if she was trying to seduce the officer.

Does anybody know which scene I'm talking about or which movie it was from?

im a young boy and its my biggest fantasy to have an older man use me, fuck me, abuse me, and rape me all day everyday. this turns me on so much

I'm in love with a guy 20 who was raped by a woman when he was young. How should I treat him?

Mmmm god I can't wait till I got some young innocent terrified rape slut and I got her all tied up and she is stripped naked and exposed and my massive fat throbbing cock is rubbing her pussy lips with my head as I give her one last chance to beg me to stop I tell her if she can tell me a good reason why I shouldn't rape her I will let her go and the fact she doesn't want me to isn't a good reason then watch her eye bluge and swell with tears as I slam my cock inside her mmmmmmmm god yes that's the best

I confess that to all neighbors, friends and family, I appear as a highly-educated, straight-arrow, well-dressed polite guy who treats women with respect and dignity. However, there are times when I *love* watching Max Hardcore videos and he how tears into young slut and humiliates them and calls them nasty names. I'm not into the whole puking scene, but I love everything else. Especially love it when Max is joined by a young woman or older girl, and the two of them take an innocent young thing and just abuse, molest and rape the shit out of her. Makes my dick throb and I cum so very very hard.

I have always fantasized about women kidnapped and tied up. It probably started with the old "Batman" TV show, then police shows with sexy young victims. Back then, we didn't have serial killers, we had psychopaths. I would check out the TV Guide for that word, hoping to see some young lovely abducted, tied, and helpless.

As the years went on, I discovered detective magazines, with their bondage covers and lurid headlines: "Let's Rape the Girl Next Door!" The mix of the fear and helplessness of the victims, and the fact that they almost never got away alive, mixed together to turn my fantasies darker. I especially enjoyed strangling, but also liked hanging and bagging. The idea that you could stop, let her get her breath, then resume the fun, prolonging her agony indefinitely really turned me on.

I tend not to like scenarios with female assailants, only because I like to imagine myself in that role. I also generally don't like more than one attacker, for the same reason. I'm a solitary predator, and I'm selfish about keeping my prizes for myself.

This is my niece, Doreen, and she's also my employee.
Saturday night we attended a birthday party for a co-worker and Doreen got herself rather drunk.

We left early because she was past her tolerance and on the drive home she begged to stay at my place so her mom wouldn't know how drunk she got. I agree because that's what good uncles are for, I guess.

But on the way to my place she started telling me how horny she was and how she's always wanted me to fuck her. I played it hesitant because I don't trust women, especially young drunk women. Due to this mistrust I snuck my phone into the cup holder and started recording what she was saying (no, I'm not going to share it.)

Because I was hesitant she started bargaining. She was telling me how she would eat my cum, that she'd do me whenever I want, that I could be her "daddy..." From here her offers became more graphic, but now she had lifted up her dress and was working herself even while becoming more pleading ti the point of begging.

My own tensions were building up because at this point it was clear that she wasn't just kidding around. It probably didn't help that my hesitance became less insistent as this went on. At one point, though, I almost burst out laughing. I know she meant to say, "You can fuck me up my ass," but because she was no closer to sobriety yet it came out as, "You can fuck up my ass."

Anyhow, we got back to my house and while I was helping her inside she was muttering things like, "I love it when you rape me daddy, please rape me some more," and so on.

By the time I got her to the spare bedroom up stairs she was out cold. Yes, I checked, and her panties were soaked through. I admit I played with her nipples for a bit, but ultimately I just let her sleep it off and took her home Sunday afternoon once she was presentable.

However, tomorrow I'm going to arrange for her and I to be the last ones out of work. I'm going to show her the video from my phone and see what happens from there. If it all goes according to plan, then I'll have a new toy.

i confess i want to be raped by a man! i'm a young boy i would love to have a man get me in the park and take me to the woods and rape my ass hole, and then he would come back another day with more friends and they'd rape me, i'd always try run and struggle but they make me their bitch, and they bring dogs some day and let them fuck me too

Just want to claim rape victim number 7 poor score I know spread out as it is over 25 years.
Number 1= Teacher wasnt too bad looking but seemed to have a beef with me so give her the beef a few times without a permission slip lol.
Number 2= Friends sister whilst she passed out Drunk.
Number 3= woman who worked in jobcentre whilst attended an interview about my future guess she didnt see that coming.
Number 4= an ex female friend keep trying to get her to go out with me one day she was making me serious horny so raped her friendship over,
Number 5= My mother in law always wanted the pussy my wife came from I did try to talk her into sex but ended up having to take her forcefully.
Number 6= maybe the worst 1 a young teen schoolgirl was going though a phaze of fancying teen pussies and this 1 used to always manage to flash her underwear at me I tried to pick her up and got called pedo etc so raped the wee bitch instead.
And finally number 7= woman in work has been driving me nuts for few years now got her in a quiet area and raped the cunt.
Maybe not something I should be proud of but I am and hey who knows what slut is next.

I have to admit that malevolent dark thoughts have been manifesting themselves deep in my mind for some time now.
Last night they took hold and i could not resist the impulse to go out and abduct a kid.
So i ended up cruising around in the car for a while and just outside of town i spotted my victim,i parked up ahead and waited for her to approach.
When she got near i pounced on her and threw her in the trunk,she kicked like the devil possessed.
I drove to a secluded spot to rape her,but when i opened the trunk she head butted me and jumped into the woods.
I cant believe how strong and quick young goats are.

I confess that when I was fourteen I slept over my friends house and lost my virginity to his 9 or 10 year old sister. She had been raped at a young age and was sexually ready. He had his gf over so he was in the room with her while I slept in the living room with his sister. This is the first time I'm telling anyone

I'm searching for a rape vid i saw on ML few weeks ago.
there are two young guys and a young blakc girl. first they sit arround and drink some vodka in a dark room. than they banged her like hell. a third guy (also black) is watching them but he can't do anything.
Does anyone remeber this vid and can post it??

thx

Here's a copy of my first short that I posted in another thread

It a rather dark one :*

As soon as she agreed to come in for a night cap, he knew she was his, it was just a matter of slipping that little something into her drink. He slipped his arm around her and started to gently kiss her neck as she sipped the cognac, she started to moan with pleasure as his free hand gently caressed her body and her glass slip from her hand as she drifted into unconsciousness.

He gently lifter her up and carried her down to his ‘special’ room; lying her on the bed he carefully started to undress her, savouring every moment as he slowly revealed her smooth young body. The gentle swell of her breasts and the cherry red of her pert nipples started to arouse him; breathing deeply he gently removed her panties to reveal the most perfect pussy, he let his fingers slide along her slit; he pulled back and took another deep breath “patience” he whispered to himself “I must savour this delightful woman”.

He quickly fastened the cuffs around her wrists and ankles pulling the cords tight so as to leave her spread-eagled on the bed. He sat down in the chair by the bed and thought “now to wait for her to wake”

He sat reading and sipping his cognac and quickly became aware of her struggling against her bonds, he could see real fear in her eyes, which excited him; “I see you’re awake” he said softly, “don’t worry, nothing has happened, yet; I wouldn’t want you to miss a second of this delightful experience”

He stood and removed his cloths picking up a vibrator that was lying on the table. He was already hard as the sight of her tied, helpless on the bed excited him; he approached her and let the vibrator slide over her body, watching her flinch as it touched her nipples and pussy. Putting it aside he grasped her breasts, squeezing them together and pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger, delighting in the small yelp that it caused. “make as much noise as you want my dear, it’s quite sound proof down her” he mocked. Bending down he kissed her lightly on the lips and ran his tongue along her check to lick her earlobe and neck, delighting in her attempts to pull away from him. He let his tongue slide over her chest to lick around her nipples, sucking hard on each, again eliciting a delightful yelp of erotic pain. “What shall we do now”, he questioned, “Shall we play some more? Or would you like this all to end, quickly? No, I think I want to Fuck you as I see the light flicker out in your eyes” his hand slid down, over her stomach, his palm pressing against her pussy lips, one finger probing gently at her slit. “It seems you are quite wet, and I thought you weren’t enjoying this” he quipped. He pressed a second finger inside her and worked his hand, delighting at how wet she was and how she started to squirm against his hand.
For the next few hours, she endured his attention, he licked and touch, he pinched and massaged, he probed and penetrated; he lost count of the number of times that she came; and thought it quite incredible how easy it was to make her cum as he raped her body. Then, finally, it was time. “I have quite enjoyed our time together, but it is now time for you to go”. At last, it was time to really enjoy her body, he climbed onto the bed and kneeling between her thighs he leant forward and pressed his manhood into her, filling her completely. “how does it feel good to have a real Cock in your tight little Cunt” he whispered, as he pressed himself deeper inside her until he felt his balls slapping against her arse. Faster and harder he pumped his manhood into her, whispering to her as he went “It is time for you to die, one last orgasm for you as you feel me fill your body with my seed”. He reached over and picked up the knife lying on the table, he placed the tip of it just under her breast bone, her body squirming against him as he pumped his cock harder and harder into her, he could feel her pussy pulsating against his cock as she neared that final orgasm; finally he felt his balls tighten as his own orgasm spewed his seed deep inside her and he pushed down hard on the knife, pressing it deep into her body, sliding it up and into her hart, he held her tightly “shush, shush my dear, it won’t be long now, feel my seed filling you as your life drains away” he gazed into her eyes as he felt her body quivering in both orgasm and death, watching the life fade from her.

He pulled his cock from her pussy and stood staring at her soft delicate body, taking hold of the knife he dragged it down her body until the blade stopped against her pelvis, leaving her gaping open from chest to cunt. What a delightful evening, he mused.

So, I have a really strange fetish, and i've only been able to do it once. I know its going to sound pretty tame compared to most people here, but hey, it is what it is.

I want to find a girl that is totally not into me at all, and force her down, then make her cum violently, multiple times if shes capable of it. I dont mean Rape, as in, Im not doing this only for my pleasure, I just want to take a girl and watch as her disgust/fear turns into pleasure. I dont want to hurt her in any way....I simply want to pleasure her against her will, Then leave. Like i said i've only done it once, and it was pretty awesome. She was pretty young, but legal and all...but she had lived a very nearly sex free life, so she didnt really know how to control herself once she got really horny. So it wasnt exactly hard to force her into anything....Afterwards she stopped talking to me for like a week, but now we talk all the time and shes told me it was well worth it. So i want more of that.

Yeah...Nothing spectacular, but its an honest confession.

i jack off to fantasies black guys raping my nieces. I'd love to hear them scream and cry when a big nigger cock is rammed into thier tight young white pussies.

big ass nerdy young blonde rape meat, degrade her please

now this is just a random find, and i find this article a really good read. it is about Chloe Grace Moretz growing up too fast...?

it's obvious though, that articles are written like this because the ''grown ups'' are in fear of what is fact, young girls are attractive, and men will desire them. it's about acting on such desires when it becomes a problem. im 22 yr old and find her attractive, not just because ''i wanna fuck her sooo bad'', i find her face attractive, her persona, etc etc. it's not like she is 8, she is 15, it's my human instinct, i believe i am normal. and if people say i am a pedo a SICKO, then hey, that's what you think, i know what i am, im a human with instincts, biological instincts. tell nature it's sick. obviously i know i will never get with a 15 yr old, because it is emotionally and morally weird/wrong in today's society, but the instincts we all have are still there, in all males. males are basically, naturally predatory, from the first days years and years ago, the male went for the young, not very young but around them ages of 13 14 15.., it's just life has evolved into what we have today, and we need to now protect the teens from men with evil intentions.

i don't want to rape a young girl, that's not my point, before you think this. ok read the article it's a good little read. the article is not about what i have just said though, that was just my little view on thing's :)

just thought i would post and if you all want to discuss, then discuss.
http://screencrush.com/reel-women-chloe-grace-moretz/

Young sexual pervert after she was raped, and he took the piss pissing

You guys know when you bump your own posts or say shit like "love to rape her" or "yum, any more", your own comments have "anonymous" highlighted in green, right? So can you all stop trying to make the girl you found a few non-nude pictures of online seem popular and wanted?

Thanks.

Also, a picture for you from a lovely young lady.

Imagine your own scenario where you and one other person are the only ones left -- shipwreck, plane crash, nuclear holocaust, whatever -- you don't expect that you two will ever see another human being. Therefore, no one will ever know what you did or judge you.

My question is, will you have sex (of any sort) with the other person? Keep in mind, the other person might be old, young, related to you, the same sex, other sex, good-looking or ugly as sin.
Who would you have sex with, more importantly, who would you turn down?

I think I would probably have sex with anyone under these circumstances, and would probably persuade them a lot, although I wouldn't rape. I won't list my favourites, since the Thought Police didn't like it the last time I posted this question, so you might want to phrase your answer carefully to get by them.

I confess I want to find a young runaway at the train station, buy her a meal and talk with her for a while until she felt comfortable with me, then offer her a place to stay for the night. I'd bring her home, get her high, unwind with her for the first part of the night, then, once she's loose, slide up next to her and try to lites her. When she freaks out, I want to pin her down, tear her clothes off, bind her hands behind her back with handcuffs and spend the night raping her little holes. I want to beat her and choke her while I force my cock into her little bald cunt, her virgin asshole. I want to jerk off over her face as she cries, being me to stop. I want to use the little whore like a piece of worthless fuck meat.

Who wants to rape her with me?

I confess that when I was in high school, I made friends with a Freshman girl. I'll call her Tiffany here.

Tiffany would go out of her way to talk to me whenever she saw me, leading me to think she had a crush on me...which she did. This isn't one of THOSE confessions though so I didn't fuck her, especially given that I was happily dating at the time (and happily married now).

The crush is still relevant though. When a girl has a crush on a person, I've learned, she's more likely to spill her guts out to said crush. Which she did. Which was when I learned Tiffany had a 2 year old son at home.

It turns out that she had been molested/raped daily starting the day after her 11th birthday by her older brother. Her mother and father were the partying/alcoholic type respectively so they were pretty much never around/coherent enough to notice, leaving him free reign to do whatever he wanted to her. It wasn't until she started putting on weight that she freaked out, thinking she was pregnant (which she was) and told someone, getting him arrested, her moved to a new home, etc.

I still talk with her to this day (although nowhere near as often as I used to) and I still think about her past to this day (obviously). I feel horrible about it but I've gotten off to thoughts of her brother using her when she was younger, even thinking about it from time to time when making love to my wife.

I know that being raped is a horrible experience, let along being raped almost every day for a year and a half. I have common sense and a moral compass. I just can't help thinking about this boy having a young girl under his control to do with as he wishes whenever he wants and the fact that it was his own sister makes it even hotter in my mind.

Help/Reassure me?

This young woman went to Comic-Con last weekend and ended up being raped and left on the side of the road. Which is precisely what ought to happen when you walk around looking like that, with your tits hanging out. I wonder if she was a virgin? Or did that cock just slide in with ease?

I confess that I am a middle-age white conservative who is "straight" as far as my family is concerned. BUT most of my free time is spent watching interracial porn. My idea of a hot Friday night is doing some 420 mixed with poppers. This is such a great mind fuck as I sink into BBC heaven. BBC hypno porn is my favorite porn for edging. When I watch as girl take a BBC in her ass I imagine he's fucking me. This is when i pull out my toy fist and popper up while I begin raping my own ass with that huge fist. Something about watching young, white girls getting fucked prone bone by BBC makes me stroke and edge for hours. Fortunately, there are countless millions of other white guys doing the same thing.

This was many years ago, before I got married and had kids. I was at a club and I was drunk and high. I had to go to the bathroom, but the ladies room had a line. I said fuck it and went into the stinky, dirty mens room. It was small and had only 2 stalls and 3 urinals, all of which were occupied. I couldn't wait. I got up on the counter, hiked up my skirt (I wasn't wearing panties), squatted over the sink and started peeing. I almost fell over a couple of times but I put my hand on the mirror to steady myself. As I was pissing in the sink I saw a couple of guys standing there watching and smiling. I was so far gone that I didn't care. One of them said 'nice ass.' This got me feeling horny and I pulled one of my tits out to tease them. It was stupid, and I could have been raped or worse, but I was young and dumb and wasted. When I was done pissing I stood up on the counter and turned around. There were more guys watching. 'Get a good look?' I asked the little crowd. 'Show us your tits' one guy said. 'Lets see that pussy' another guy yelled out. Without even thinking about it I crouched down and opened my legs right in front of them all like a nasty stripper. They couldn't believe it and they all looked really happy. I pulled my tits out again and wiggled my ass around to the beat of the music out in the club. One guy pulled out his cock and waved it at me saying something crude. I just kept showing my pussy off and then I spread it open and gave them all a real show. The little bathroom was packed now, and I was getting hornier by the second. I started playing with myself right there on the bathroom counter. A couple more guys took their dicks out and started jacking off. I never had been naked in front of more than one person before in my life. I pretty much lost all inhibitions and really started masturbating for real. The guys got quiet then and just watched. As I was getting close one guy stepped up and shot his load on my thigh then backed away. One by one, four or five more guys stepped up and came on my legs, feet or pussy. One of them leaned over and sucked one of my nipples for a few seconds. I remember how good it felt to have all that strange cum all over me. I made myself orgasm twice in front of my audience. I wiped up most of the cum off me, washed my hands, blew them all a kiss, then went back out to the dancefloor. I had no shortage of guys who wanted to dance with me after that, and I ended up taking one of them home for the night. My husband and kids have no clue how big of a slut I was back then, and they would die if they ever knew. It still makes me horny thinking about it today.