He said it was torture sex I would enjoy. He was wrong. I don’t think any woman enjoys torture. If I wanted my bag of coke, however, I had to let him do his medical experiments on me. He was like some sort of demented med student. He sells coke and high-end pharmaceutical drugs, but pills have never been my problem. I like cocaine. Cocaine doesn’t always like me though. Thankfully I was high last night because he put a cattle prod in my cunt and shocked me. It was the most awful pain ever. I was pissing myself and convulsing. He was stroking his cock. He said this was for a medical experiment. Instead of paying me cash, he was giving me coke. This was no medical experiment. This was torture for pleasure, his pleasure. He put the cattle prod up my ass too. I twitched so bad I thought I was having a seizure. Honestly, this was as hard as I had ever worked for a bag of blow. He even used a speculum on me and sprayed my insides with some sort of chemical. It burned and made my pussy bleed. He said he was sterilizing me, but I had a hysterectomy last year. He was just torturing me some more. I let him think he had left me barren because he got off on my tears. I just wanted my bag of fucking coke, but he was not yet done with his medical fetish phone sex experiments. He pierced my clit with a hat pin and laughed as I bled. I wanted to scream to him to just give me my damn coke, but I knew better. He was a sadist and I was his muse. I think he might have been a Nazi doctor descendent. Thankfully, I got my coke. I went home and dulled my pain with white line after white line.
I will admit to having extreme kidnapping fantasies. I have what is called abduction fetishism. Kidnapping phone sex arouses me. The idea of a man picking me up or snatching me up some place makes me wet. I love the unexpected. I got it too. My car broke down on the highway. It was dark and raining. My cell had no reception. I was hoping I would see an exit for a gas station or something. An older man offered me a ride. I knew it was risky, but I was desperate. Plus the risk of being abducted came into play also. He did take me to a gas station, but he was working with someone. I got out of his truck, went around to the pay phone on the side to call my husband and that was the last thing I remember before I was hit on the head. I woke up naked and blindfolded on a floor. What woke me up was piss. Some one or something was pissing on me. I woke up screaming, demanding to be released but that wasn’t happening. I had been abducted. Scared for sure, but I was more aroused because of my fetish. I was being used for ass rape porn. I had been kidnapped for sex slavery. A used up dirty old whore means men can use me rough because I am at the end of my usefulness anyway. No need to keep my holes tight because nothing is tight anymore. They passed me around fucking my ass and fisting my cunt. I never saw their faces. They used me, then dumped my body in a dumpster. I got away, but I smelled like sex and garbage. Never take rides from strangers girls, not unless you enjoy being a dirty taboo whore and have an abduction fetish like me.
It was a nice change of pace for me to be on the giving side of an ass rape porn. Normally, I am the receiver of anal torture, but my master wanted a show. He wanted a show with a young girl. I had to pretend to be a maternal type to lure a sweet young lass from the mall. When people first meet me, they don’t think I am a submissive whore. They see a normal looking soccer mom, but I am far from normal. I am a drug addicted whore who does what she is told in exchange for drugs and to avoid punishment. I knew I was in trouble when I met Terry. He is the kind of man you never say no too. I brought him home a little treat to play with even though I knew no one would be returning her. Master made me fist her tiny little pink asshole to prep her for his cock. She screamed for her mommy. That made Master threaten her mommy to shut her up. She was never going to she her mommy again but only Master and I knew that. I felt bad being his accomplice phone sex partner. I brought him a young girl to slaughter. He force fucked her first. After I fisted her tiny pink asshole, he rammed his cock inside her balls deep until he ruined her fuck holes. Her anus prolapsed. It looked painful. When he fucked her cunt, he strangled her. She died quickly, but my horror was just beginning. He made me dismember her tiny body and burry her in the back yard. I had to clean up the mess I made of her tiny body. Luckily, she was tiny. It could have been worse, but her dead little body will forever haunt me.
Domination phone sex is what I deserve. Usually, it is a man who is my master and dominating me. Last night, he used a surrogate master. He sold me for the night to an Asian woman. She was no bigger than me, but she was very dominant. Master watched as she wrestled me. The deal was if I won, I got a free week all to my own. If I lost, nothing changed. I was wrestling for some freedom. She was not that big. I honestly thought I could take her. She was stronger than she looked. She had me in all sorts of contortionist poses that were very painful. Master loved seeing me get conquered by a woman. A mean ass bitch too. While I was being held down in various poses, she spit on me. She pissed on me. She even shoved a cattle prod in my ass. When she shocked me, I pissed myself. I didn’t win. I didn’t get the upper hand, not even once. No surprise there. My master was super hard. It was all a farce. I had no chance of freedom. They just wanted to abuse me, and master wanted to watch a female dominate me too. I will always be a taboo phone sex slut.
He loves using me as his ass rape porn star. He hates me. I am his stepmom and he has never bonded with me. I am his punching bag. Anytime he has a bad day, he finds me. He takes out his anger and frustration out on my ass. He is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I am the submissive whore step mommy who is too hooked on coke to fight him. He feels guilty on some level for being rough with me because he always brings me coke before he force fucks my holes. I don’t know if he thinks it will make me complain less or he just likes me strung out. I won’t fight him. I won’t turn him into the police. I won’t even tell his father. I am a taboo phone sex whore. I like things kinky. I even like things to hurt. But mostly it is because I am submissive. I struggle to say “No.” So when he showed up last night with a bag of blow, I knew I would wake up with a sore, even prolapsed asshole this morning. It is still protruding and bloody. I have bruises all over my body from his rage fucking. He feels better, so it doesn’t matter how sore and battered I am today.
Ass rape porn in a dirty bathroom was not my idea. I was not even planning on making a movie. I was shopping when some guys jumped me. They pushed me into a bathroom. I was near some reconstruction of the mall and the closed off section. Several men grabbed me and pushed me into the closed off part of the mall. They dragged me into a bathroom being remodeled. It was like a bathroom out of the first Saw movie. It was dirty and smelled like urine and shit. They ripped my clothes off and gang banged me. One of my attackers was young. He was likely a schoolboy and the brother of one of the older guys. He was filming the entire thing like it was a gangbang rape porn shoot. One guy held me by my throat and pinned me to the wall like a bug he had squashed. His pals took that as an invitation to fuck the shit out of me. They took turns sodomizing me with cocks and fists, laughing at my pain. My head was forced into a dirty toilet while they ran a train on my ass. I was screaming bloody murder, but no one came to my rescue. I just had to wait until they were done having their fun. Once that time came, I found myself alone, naked, bloodied and sore on a gross bathroom floor.
Killer phone sex is what they wanted. I was out for a morning jog. It was super fucking cold. It felt like a winter day, not a spring one. There was frost on cars and even a little snow on the ground. It is almost June. I couldn’t believe this freak weather. I started to head back home because it was too cold. I ran by a car with a man putting something in his trunk. I think some one was behind me because the next thing I knew, I was pushed into the trunk. They were working together. Why, I was not sure. I felt like I was in that car forever. The trip was bumpy too, like a dirt road in the mountains. When the trunk opened, they yanked me out by my hair. I told them my husband was rich, but they retorted they didn’t want money. I was just the unlucky whore that fell in their laps. I was out in the cold wilderness. The middle of nowhere, I guess. I was going to be their snuff porn star. They wanted to kill a bitch just for the hell of it. First, they force fucked me. One in my ass and one in my pussy. As they tag teamed me, they choked me. Their hands were around my throat in a violent death grip. It was clear they were amateurs. Their methods of torture were sloppy and all over the map. They were just winging it. They wanted to kill and assault a woman and I jogged myself right into their trunk. I pleaded and begged, but no mercy was shown on me. They punched me, stabbed me, fucked my holes with broken branches and once they had their fun, they left me to die slowly and alone in the cold woods.
I love taboo phone sex calls. The darker your desire, the wetter my pussy gets. I got high last night. I know that is no shocker. I was not out. I stayed home and explored my freak side with callers. I have some creative callers who want to kill me a thousand different ways. How would you like to snuff me? Guys ask me all the time what my favorite way to die is? I like it violent and painful. I think I am like you. When it comes to the phone, I need something more extreme and taboo than reality. My caller had mommy rape phone sex fantasies. Very violent fantasies. I love being force fucked. My caller has a cock teasing mommy. He told me how she wore see-through nightgowns in front of him and his friends. She fucked her son’s friends, all of them, but never him. I would have been frustrated and angry too if my mommy whore neglected me but serviced my friends. I love fantasy calls because they are therapeutic. We did a roleplay where I cock teased him for the last time. Mommy got knocked around. Slapped, spit on, kicked, punched and fucked. Fucked in mouth, pussy and ass. He showed his mommy no mercy for 30 years of cock teasing and neglect. I was super sore, swollen, prolapsed and gaped by the time he was done, but my caller got out his mommy frustration. Can I help you relieve some frustration too?
He told me it was a domination phone sex week for me. He kidnapped me and tossed me in his basement. I was chained up like a wild animal. Stripped naked, forced to lay on a cold, damp slab of concreate. I had to piss and shit in a bowl. My only nourishment for the week was his cum that I had to drink out of a bowl on a floor. No water. No real food. Just his cum. I was cold, scared, and alone. Bugs were in the basement. So many bugs that they covered my flesh like a blanket at night. The sound of the cock roaches and crickets drove me crazy. The entire week I was deprived light and basic human necessities. Today, he came down to give me his cum. He gave me more than that. He fucked my ass, my mouth and my cunt. I was dirty and I smelled. I had not had a bath since he took me, unless you count his cum and piss as a bath. I thought today was my last day alive, but he made me a deal. Bring me a young girl and I can be his accomplice, not his prisoner. It is survival of the fittest right? I took that deal. Now, I am free and have 24-hours to bring him a super young slave for his demented teen rape porn.
Bondage phone sex is something I am no stranger too, however, being strung up at a party is. I was attending a garden party. A client of my husband’s invited us. He is very rich, and apparently, very kinky. His home sprawled many acres. Everyone there looked very high class. They didn’t look like druggy whores. That means they didn’t look like me. I got drunk, drunk quickly too, even for me. I passed out and woke up strung up to a tree outside. I was tied up in a rope swing. All the party goers, my husband included, were standing around me. I was naked. I was drugged. The host started fisting my cunt. The party-goers were shouting to him to fist me harder and not to forget my ass. He double fisted me, then invited everyone to fist my sloppy holes. This was not the party I thought it was. It was a gangbang rape porn party and I was the star. My legs were held apart by two guests, so that the others could fuck the shit out of me. Some pinched my nipples until they bled. A few bit my clit too for the same outcome. I was a captive audience. I couldn’t go anywhere until I was cut down. Eventually, I was let go, but only after my cunt was pouring cum. When the host cut the rope, I landed with a thud on the floor in a pool of cum that oozed out of my pussy. My head was shoved into the pool of jizz on the floor. They forced me to lick it up before I could go home. I was feeling sick to my stomach. It was a lot of cum. The men, even my hubby, pissed on me while I cleaned up the pool of cum. I never saw this night coming. I guess everyone knows I am a taboo phone sex whore.
