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Bondage Phone Sex to Break a Bitch

 

bondage phone sexI am no stranger to bondage phone sex. I am a slave. I am a submissive whore. I am a bitch. I get full of myself sometimes because I work in a high-end gentleman’s club. The men there treat me like a princess. They spoil me with money, attention and gifts. Master likes me working there because of the money I make; however, he hates the attitude I get. He thought I came home the other night a little too high and mighty. He wanted to bring me down a few pegs. That is never good for me. Never. He put a ball gag in my mouth and used leather restraints to bind my hands and feet. He put the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass and told me I could not let it plop out of my ass. It plopped out of my ass. I braced myself because I knew something awful was coming. He disappeared, leaving me bound and gagged on the floor with my ass exposed. When he came back, he had a few huge furry friends with him. He knows how I hate furry fucking. It is so degrading. That is why he did it. He knows what I hate most. Once the furry fiends were done shooting off their slimy red rockets, I had to shit the cum out and eat it. Just when I thought I could not be degraded further. So, I licked the gross cum off the floor like a good slave. He was not done punishing me yet. He was acting like I was a stubborn wild horse that needed broken in. Maybe I did, but I assured him I was a good girl. Not good enough. He brought in an army of men for a gangbang rape porn. He let them sodomize me for hours. They came in me. They pissed on me. They spit on me. And I had to spend the night on the floor covered in filth like a wild animal to remember I am nothing special.

 


Gangbang Rape Porn for Nothing

gangbang rape pornHe said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.


Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.


Rape Phone Sex Fantasies and Blasphemy

rape phone sex fantasiesAll men have rape phone sex fantasies if they are honest with themselves. Some just need pushed more than others. I have a hot neighbor. He is married and a do gooder. He is a pastor and that is a challenge to me. I know I am warped for wanting to discover the pastor’s dark side. I put on a tempting red outfit and went next door to make the pastor a sinner. I acted like I was interested in church. I am not a religious woman. I only worship cock. I had his attention easier than I thought. He wanted to take me into his prayer room. OMG. The pastor is a nasty freak. The prayer room was full of BDSM equipment. He told me it was a punishment room for naughty sinners like me. He made me strip naked. He tied me to some table and collared me. The pastor was a real-life sadist. He whipped me for hours telling me to repent my demons. I hurled some blasphemy sex statements like fuck your god and that angered him more. He pulled his cock out and punished my ass for my blasphemous mouth. He had no idea I was begging for it. He gave it to me harder than I expected. Turns out the pastor has some demons of his own and a very wicked side. By the time he was done with me, I was covered in bruises and welts. And cum. I was covered in holy jizz.


Ass Rape Porn Streaming Star

ass rape pornI was an ass rape porn star last night. My stepson made me stream for this BDSM anal station to get some coke. I figured it would be him fucking my ass. Maybe, he would have some friends over. It was not like that at all. In fact, his cock never touched me during the live stream. This site was for hardcore anal torture with objects. Items not designed for the ass. My stepson has stock in this company, and it is taking off. He said I was a natural for anal torture. He was right. I have taken numerous anal beatings over the years. And I needed coke. With the state of the nation on quarantine, getting coke is harder. My stepson is a dealer and always has plenty to trade. This may be my new normal. He let me do a line first, then he strapped me down on a table. My legs were pinned to my chest. I was in a beach ball position. Not comfortable, but that was nothing compared to what came next. He had a big double headed fuck machine that he put in my ass. Both heads. No lube. Turbo speed. My body was coming off the table. I was squirting from my pussy. Not sure if I was pissing or squirting but fluid like that had never come out of any hole of mine before. He did that to me for over an hour. I felt dehydrated. I thought when he pulled it out, I was done being this torture sex experiment. He replaced the machine with his foot in my ass and his fist in my cunt. I could feel his hand in my belly. He picked me up like a puppet. I never had an entire foot in either hole. I screamed. I was so relived when he was done streaming. He got so hot torturing me for his stream that he had to fuck me just for fun. I got my coke, but I got an ER visit too.


Torture Phone Sex Gets Me Off

torture phone sexMen have all the time in the world for torture phone sex. Unfortunately, I am on the receiving end of their torture fantasies. I met a guy on Redditt not afraid to have a stranger visit him. I knew it was risky, but this confinement shit is driving me insane. A submissive whore needs men to dominate her. She does not need to sit at home and watch Facebook explode with conspiracy theories. A friend told me about Redditt. I thought it was just for hobbyists and crafters, but there are a ton of nasty freaks on Redditt. I found a bondage and BDSM room. From there, I chatted individually with a few guys and found one only 45 minutes away from me. I could go see him. I got out of the house and I did not cross state lines. My head told me it was dangerous. My pussy said go. My pussy always wins, but my head is always right. He greeted me in normal clothes. He was handsome. We had some drinks and conversation first, then we went to his dungeon. He had every piece of BDSM equipment possible. I was nervous and aroused. He donned an executioner’s mask and I think I came. I was so desperate for some rough sex. He tied me up, elevated me on a platform and hooked me up to electrodes. He was shocking my body so hard; I was pissing and convulsing like he was a priest exorcising the devil from my soul. He put one of his electrodes up my cunt and then I lost all control. It was foreplay for him. He wanted me wet before he rammed his dick in my fuck holes. I was strapped down as he fucked me. He didn’t want me having pleasure. Little did he know that I am such a torture sex slut and humiliation junkie that I got off hard anyway.


Laylas Your Victim

evil phone sex I walk alone at night dressed like a slutty whore. I wonder if people think I’m a hooker. It was late at night and I was at a friend’s house watching TV and smoking weed. I have been messing around with him for a awhile. After we had sex on his couch I decided I wanted to head back home. He offered to walk me back to my place but I told him I’d be alright. He told me to be careful because there had been alot of homicides on the news lately by an unidentified killer. I wasn’t worried so I started walking the streets alone. I was in a dark alley when I noticed something behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw a man walking close behind me with his hood up. I tried walking faster but he picked up his speed. He lunged forward and grabbed me from behind. I screamed. He put a knife to my throat and told me I better take off my jeans and let him have his way with me or I’d get my throat sliced. Helpless and afraid I allowed him to force himself in me. 🔪😱


Ass Rape Porn and Torture

ass rape pornHe said he wanted ass rape porn. She said the same thing. I met a couple online. They lured me to their place with the promise of a hot threesome. There was no threesome. There was just me getting anally tortured for a kinky couple’s pleasure. Gatherings are to be small, so I thought hanging out with two people was safe. It was likely safe from this damn killer virus; however, it was not safe from the depraved mind of that couple. The wife was the worst. She blindfolded me under the ruse that I was going to try to determine who was eating my pussy. She tied me up with the ruse that it was so they could give my pussy so much pleasure, I couldn’t take it. There was no oral pleasure. Not for me, at least. I was there to be their torture sex slave. I was blindfolded so I wouldn’t see what was instore for me. I was tied down because the sex machine went in my ass so fast and so hard, they didn’t want me escaping. The sex machine was lubed with some sort of Ben Gay. I could smell it. It scared me. That sort of stuff in your genitals is pure pain. Ben Gay is not good lube, but that is exactly what they used it for on me. It burned my ass. I was not sure what hurt more. The burning lube or the friction of the sex machine in my raw ass. The devious couple masturbated each other while they tortured me. I cried. I was in pain and I wanted to go home. They were just getting started. I had to worship the wife’s dirty ass and I was her husband’s toilet. They spent hours fucking my holes and humiliating me. Not how I wanted to spend my night, but I am a taboo phone sex slut. I guess I got what I deserved.


Have You Been Stalking Me

violent phone sexI wish my boyfreind was here to dick me down. It was just a quiet night. I was lying on the sofa in some sexy lingerie. I have the TV on. I was just watching my show hanging out. I thought I had locked the back door, but I might be mistaken because I suddenly heard a strange noise. I assumed it was my boyfriend coming over. I was just about to play with myself with a dildo but since he is here maybe I won’t need to. I just spread my legs open waiting for him to come into the room. I was sure that it was going to be a great night. But to my surprise, what I saw shocked me. See it wasn’t my boyfriend, it was a complete stranger. My heart stopped beating. How did you get in here? I screamed. I had seen this stranger before. They have been following me in the neighborhood. They didn’t say anything but they pointed a gun at me. I raised my hands. They forced my on to my knees and made me suck their dick at gunpoint.


Bondage Phone Sex and a Beating for Stress Release

bondage phone sexWith my community pretty much quarantined, bondage phone sex has become more popular. Lots of men want to tie a whore up to escape the problems of the world. Master included. He was in a foul mood because the NBA championships have been cancelled. He is a bookie, and this is costing him a ton of money. He is mad at the world and took it out on me. I spent the past 48 hours as his prisoner locked in his dungeon.  He tied me to fuck benches. He hung me from beams. He tied me up like a side of beef too. Of course, every position he put me in, he fucked me like we were making some sort of ass rape porn. Master loves my ass. He says it is my only tight hole left. I can’t fight or argue or even plead with him or I will make things worse for myself. I let him beat me and fuck me, knowing my abuse was cathartic for him. I have rope burns, some cracked ribs and lots of black and blue marks, but master feels better. I helped him release some tension. Maybe, I can help you too?


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