I love a hot fantasy phone sex call. I arrived at the castle by mistake. As a cop, I was out looking for missing girls. My community has had a rash of young girls disappearing into the night lately. I was following a hunch and I drove out to the outskirts of town. There was this majestic castle. It has long been shrouded in mystery. Many people have tried to scale the walls and take pictures. No one ever seems to return. I started thinking maybe that is where all the girls are. It makes sense. No one knows who lives there. Young girls just don’t vanish. I scaled the wall to check it out. It was weird though. It felt like I was being called to the castle. I managed to get in, but a shadowy figure caught me as I was taking pictures. The moment he touched me, I felt paralyzed. I felt captured. He mesmerized me with his eyes. I asked who he was, and he pointed to an ancient picture hanging on the wall. I told myself it wasn’t possible because he had not aged a bit. That was when I saw no reflection in the mirror. He was a vampire. I knew I had to escape, but he froze me with his eyes. I was powerless. Suddenly, it all became clear to me. This was were all the missing girls were and I was to be the next missing girl. As he crawled between my legs, I saw his fangs before he bit down on my inner thigh and started to drink my blood. I came. I was being exsanguinated. I was dying, yet I was aroused. If this was snuff sex, sign me up. He was powerful and sexy and deadly, very deadly. My orgasm was the last one I had as a mortal woman.
I am not a fan of bondage phone sex, but when you are a dirty submissive whore, what you want doesn’t matter. I owed this guy money. I owe lots of men money. Sometimes, I must work it off in trade. I don’t like it but if I want to keep getting coke, I have no choice. When he arrived, I was naked as instructed. I was ready for something. I had no idea what was in store for me, but I was as ready as I could be. He didn’t show up alone. I should have known better. He walked into my house with an entourage of horny guys down to fuck an old druggy whore. I am not that old but to them I am well past my prime. He tied me up like a side of beef and instructed his posse to make me a gangbang rape porn star, even if just for a few hours. I was out of coke, so I had to endure being sodomized and fisted sober. I knew if I was a good whore, my debt would be settled, and I could start earning more coke. They worked my ass and cunt over good. I was unable to walk for hours. I just laid on the floor curled up in a ball covered in sweat and cum and waiting to get high.
I am a taboo phone sex mommy. I let men violate me in front of my young sons because I am a junkie. Last night, we were all dead asleep when there was a large banging at the door. My husband is out of town, so I wasn’t sure who was at the door. My gut told me it was my asshole stepson. He has a key though. I got up to see who it was but no one was at the door. I opened it and a bunch of guys pushed me inside. They started punching me and pulling my clothes off. They knew me. They called me by my name and asked where my sons were. I was pleading with them not to hurt me or my boys. My boys came out and did nothing to help me. They enjoyed watching these guys gang bang mommy. I think they thought I liked it. They thought mommy was just earning her medicine, but these were strangers to me. I had no idea who they were. I had no clue what they wanted. They made it clear that what they wanted were my whore holes. They got them too. They fucked my ass and my cunt for hours while my boys watched and masturbated. My own sons didn’t seem to care that I was being force fucked in my own house.
It was a snuff sex Sunday. I am just recuperating. It was a nice day on Sunday, so I went for a run. I occasionally try to do something normal and healthy. I made the mistake of cutting through the wooded area. I encountered some skate board boys. They saw it as a free opportunity to fuck an old broad. One boy tripped me as I ran by. I fell, which gave them the chance to jump me. I didn’t see it coming. They ripped my clothes off. Within minutes they were shoving their teen cocks in me. Cocks in my ass and pussy, my mouth too. I was screaming but cocks were in my mouth to muffle my screams. They sodomized me three at a time. That ripped my asshole open. I was not planning on a gangbang rape porn on my run. I was in so much pain as they pinned me like a bug to the ground and nutted in me. They kept telling me they hoped that they knocked me up too. When it was over, I had many loads of boy jizz in me. I hope I am not knocked up, though. I don’t need to raise a sadist son.
My gynecologist was into torture sex of my girl parts. I had no idea. I signed up for some medical experiments for extra cash. I was desperate for money to get some drugs. The ad seemed harmless. The ad made it appear it was just a few medical experiments. The ad was misleading. I was sexually tortured. First, their was the breast exam from hell. My boobs were squeezed so tightly that I thought my boobs might pop off my body. If I had fake tits, I would have popped the fun bags. Dr. Demento used vice grips on my tits to see if I had real or fake boobs. My tits were black and blue almost instantly. He quickly moved on to my pussy. He put a sounding device in my urethra that made me scream in pain. That was followed by being opened wide with a speculum. He started inserting various sharp objects in my pussy. He said he was getting cells from my cervix, but this was medical torture for his own pleasure. The more pain I was in, the more I cried, the harder he got. My pain fueled him to delve deeper into his medical fetish. He said there would be some pain involved, but I had no idea how much pain. When he was done, he fucked me. I had a bloody cunt and bruised tits, but that just turned him on all the more. What a sick medical fetish phone sex call.
I made a Labor Day gangbang rape porn. No, I didn’t want to do. It was not my choice. It was a family cookout. That included my stepson. He brought a bunch of his friends. His father was not happy because the boy runs with a bad crowd. Oh boy, do I know that! One of the guys in his posse has sodomized me several times. He is a sick fucker with a milf fetish. He has this violent fantasy about taking his mommy by force. My stepson encourages his naughty mommy fantasy and makes me be his surrogate mommy. My husband and I tried to get him and his friends to leave, but they wouldn’t budge. It was late and we needed to go to bed and get our boys to bed since they had school today. I thought my stepson and his friends would just hang out in the back yard and drink until they got bored. They did until they decided to pull me out of bed for some ass rape porn. They were drunk and stoned and feeling violent. My husband is a sound sleeper. I didn’t scream because I didn’t want my two young sons to witness the violence their half-brother was going to subject their mommy too. I didn’t want them to have any ideas about how they could treat their mommy when they get older. My stepson bound and gagged me on the picnic table where our family ate just hours earlier; then he ordered his friends to fuck me. They took turns violating my holes in my backyard in my gated community. While other mommies were sleeping, this mommy was getting sodomized under the moonlight by a bunch of drunk frat boys. No one really knows what goes on behind the white picket fences.
It was a snuff porn audition. I knew it. I was scared. I didn’t want to be there, but I was blackmailed into it. My stepson said if I didn’t meet his friend, he would tell my husband that I am still using coke. My husband would divorce me if he knew what a coke fiend I still am. With the snuff director, at least I stood a chance of survival. With my husband, I would be single and homeless. I took my chances. I met my stepson’s friend in an abandoned warehouse on the docks. I had no idea what to expect. I knew it wouldn’t be pleasant whatever his intentions were with me. He had a film to make. A gangbang rape porn that was fully cast expect for the leading whore. My stepson owed this guy a favor, and I was the way the debt was settled. I was standing in front of him scared. I had on a trench coat because I was naked underneath. It was like a security blanket, but it was stripped from me quickly as the men made themselves known. Over 100 guys were going to fuck me. I could be fucked to death. These guys were huge. Their cocks were bigger than porn stars. With a snap of the director’s fingers, I was being torn apart like a wounded animal who met a pack of blood thirsty coyotes. They pulled my limbs, fucked all my holes, slammed me on the floor repeatedly. I was bleeding from every hole. These beasts fucked me savagely while the director filmed it. I should not have let my stepson blackmail me. In the moment, I thought it would be a miracle if I survived. I did, but only because the deal made, I survived the snuff sex. My stepson wanted to use me again.
I was shopping, not looking to star in their gangbang rape porn. This skater boy asked me for some smokes, but I didn’t have any. When I went to my car, he followed me out. He shoved me in my own trunk and stole my car. I was trying to call for help from my cell, but I was not getting a signal in the trunk of my car. Where was this little punk taking me and why? The road was bumpy, like a gravel road. I figured we drove for about twenty minutes before the car stopped. I heard other voices. When the trunk opened, there was a gang of teen boys surrounding me. One boy pulled me out of the trunk by my hair. He dragged me kicking and screaming into the woods. Him and his friends sodomized me, and force fucked my mouth and pussy. I tried to fight, but they told me I was a stupid cunt who didn’t deserve to live. I thought they might kill me, but they just wanted to get their jollies. One of the boys filmed my violation. I was a hot mess. Cum and sweat and smeared make-up all over my face. Gaped holes with cum oozing out of them. When they couldn’t cum anymore, they just left me exposed and vulnerable in the woods. I managed to get back to my car, but I was covered in so much cum, I was sticking to my leather seats.
Anal torture sex is something I don’t always enjoy. I can take a hardcore ass fucking. I have been an anal whore for decades. When I am broke and need coke money, I often sell my asshole. Married women rarely give up the ass, so I can make $100 an ass fuck. I just bend over the car or alley wall and take the cock up my ass. This dude said he would pay me $300 to ass fuck me for an hour. Why would I say no to that? I should have said no. He was creepy looking, smelled of bourbon and had a thick cock. Still, I could deal with all that. He shoved me over his car hood in a dark corner of a parking garage. I knew something was wrong because it didn’t feel like a cock in my ass. That was because it was a bottle. A broken bottle. I started to scream for help. This was not what I agreed too. He put his hands around my throat to let me know he could snap my neck in an instant. I could have my ass shredded or I could die. I went with being a dirty ass rape porn star for 58 more minutes. My asshole was prolapsed and bleeding. He laughed at the fact that he ruined my ass. Joked about me needing a good proctologist to put my asshole back together. Blood and fecal matter were running down my legs. No way I could fuck anymore tonight. I was ruined. I might be ruined permanently. At least I had $300. He paid me like he said he would. I wobbled out of the alley and found a dealer. I got high in a dark alley trying to forget the awful things I do to get high.
He told me I was his accomplice phone sex partner this time. That was a first. I have always been his fuck slave or punching bag. I have never helped him victimize someone else before. It would be nice change of pace. At least I thought so until I knew what he had planned. I had to kidnap a little girl. A very young one too. I am not talking about some hot teen slut who knows her way around a cock. I am talking about a tiny tot with tight pink holes. I know better than to say no to him. No will get me dead. It was her or me. I lured her away to the van. We drove her to a no tell motel. She was passed out from a special cocktail I gave her. He wanted me to prep her for him. So, I did. I fingered her tiny holes and licked them too. She tasted sweet. So very sweet. I felt guilty for enjoying myself. She was crying for her mommy and daddy. I knew she would be dead soon. He would fuck her then kill her. But it wasn’t me who would be dead for once.
