Domination phone sex is not my thing. I am a submissive whore; however, all my callers and all the men in my life are very much dominant towards me. One particular master is shared with a friend of mine. Masters can have all the slaves they want, however, we can only have one master. He put us together last night for some evil fun. Master has a very unusual fetish called KLISMAPHILIA. Ever hear of it? I had not. After last night, I wish I had never heard of KLISMAPHILIA. It is a fetish for enemas. I had no idea such a fetish even existed. The night began with us giving our master an old fashioned enema. It was one of those Fleet enemas. It was sooooo gross. Dani and I imagined we were ass rape porn stars prepping our co star for an anal torture scene. We felt dominant, but that feeling didn’t last.
Once his bowels started to go, he shit all over us. Explosive shit jet blasted our pretty faces. As if that was not bad enough, we had to lick the shit off his ass. It was everywhere too. I am a submissive slut, so is Dani; but scat play is nothing we enjoy. I have not had an enema since I was a little girl. My daddy always gave them too me. I guess in hindsight, my daddy had KLISMAPHILIA too. Dani and I wanted to barf, but if we puked, he would make us lick it all up. We cleaned his shitty ass up, but that was not enough for him. He forced us to give each other enemas too. There was shit everywhere. So much shit, we looked like mud wrestling lesbians. We are good submissives, so when master ordered us to eat each other ‘s shit boxes, we did it. It was so degrading, but by the time we were done, everyone was clean. We, however, were sick. What strange fetish do you have? Submissive whores are the best at helping you explore your taboo phone sex fetishes.
Snuff porn get your dick wet? It gets my pussy wet. I was hanging out with some guys friends of mine Friday night. We were playing XBOX games, which can get gory. Some video games are as bad as snuff films. We took a break to surf the Internet. You are always a keystroke away from porn. One of my friends was searching for info on the new Warcraft edition out soon, but when he clicked on a link it took him to an Asian snuff site. It was like watching that video in the Asian horror film The Ring. My friends suddenly had murder in their eyes. I got scared. The images on the film were horrifically bloody. They lunged at me. I fell back off the couch, hitting my head on the table. Blood trickled down my face. The site of blood made them more violent. Chad grabbed a butcher knife off the table and plunged it into my gut. Troy put his hands around my throat with such strength my left eye popped out of the socket. I was in excruciating pain, pleading for my life. They just kept stabbing and strangling me as if possessed. Their eyes were black as coal. Dead, just like I was about to be. As Chad stabbed me in the stomach repeatedly, Troy let lose his vice grip on my throat so he could reach his hands inside my stomach and pull out my entrails. I was going cold. I knew I didn’t have much time left. Whatever was on that link turned my best friends into crazed snuff sex addicts. I tried to plead one more time, but my fate was already sealed. At that point, I wished for death to come quickly. As I watched two lifelong pals eat my intestines, I died painfully.
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Ass rape porn Friday? Well, that is what this day has turned out to be for me. I went to a bar last night by myself. A biker bar known for a rough crowd. Women only go to such clubs alone for two reasons: to score drugs or get fucked. Sometimes they want both. I just wanted some coke, but I got way more than that. When a blonde tall buxom babe walks into a place like that all eyes are on her. I walked to the bar, ordered a drink and felt the stares. I waited patiently for the dealer in the place to approach me. Turned out it was the bartender. I scored my coke and started to leave. In fact the bartender encouraged me to leave for my safety. He equated me being in his bar after midnight to jumping into a poisonous snake pit. I was just asking for trouble. I downed my drink, pocketed my coke and got up to leave. The moment I stood up, someone grabbed my blond hair and yanked me back. The rest is sort of a blur. My face was shoved down on the bar so hard I bit my lip. I felt hands groping me. More hands tearing my clothes off my body. I felt a sharp prick then things got hazy. Heroin I think. Never been my cup of tea. I felt cocks penetrating my ass with no condoms or lube. Dry, rough, anal sex is the worst. Men were burning my ass with cigarettes, smacking it too as they force fucked me. It was like an out of body experience. I was high as fuck. I couldn’t fight if I wanted too. I woke up naked in the alley behind the bar. Whore was written on my forehead in my crimson red lipstick. Cum was leaking out of my bloody, battered asshole. I managed to call Uber to get home. I got my coke. But I got way more than I bargained for too.
Do you have snuff sex fantasies? I sure do. In fact, I don’t have romantic dreams. Well, I guess being strangled and force fucked for days is romantic to me. I live life on the edge, so I often experience the darker things in life that men like to explore like rape fantasies and snuff. Chuck told me I reminded him of his ex girlfriend who he loathed. He always wanted to get revenge on the cheating whore who left him for another man. A man with a bigger dick. I suggested he use me as his fantasy revenge doll. He loved the idea. I should have agreed to a code word before we started our revenge fantasy fuck. I had no idea how far he would take things. He had a lot of pent up anger and hostility towards his ex. As soon as we started our fantasy fuck, a switch went off inside him. I saw it. His eyes got blank and dark. He was in the revenge zone. He even called me Tammy as he put his hands around my throat and squeezed so tight I passed out for a moment. He spit in my face as he slapped me back awake. His thick hard cock ravaged my asshole. He sodomized me while strangling me so hard I kept passing out. He yelled slut and whore while spitting in my face constantly. I tried to fight him. I kept saying I changed my mind, but he wouldn’t stop abusing my ass until he came. I stood up to leave, feeling angry at myself for thinking this would go any other way. Before I could get fully upright, he sucker punched me in the gut, then a right hook to the face. He used me as a punching bag after he used me as a fuck doll before finally letting me go. If we did a fantasy phone sex call, would you show me any mercy?
Why do men love ass rape porn so much? I have been with this man for months who refuses to fuck any hole but ass. He says I am a used up old whore and they only thing tight on me still is my ass. He has an 11 inch cock that is coke can thick. No way my ass is still tight after months of being sodomized several times a day. I was right. Last night he informed me he had ruined my ass, therefore it was my responsibility to find him a new hole to fuck. I knew what that meant. He wanted a younger model. A much younger model. I do as I am told, even when it is illegal. If I disobey this particular man, I will be buried with the fishes. I have no doubt about that. I cleaned myself up so I could hunt for some little girls. I thought the mall would be a good place to start. It was wall to wall with little school girls with tight bright pink holes. Master would be in heaven if he would have accompanied me on my shopping trip. I brought back Angela. She was a sweet blue eyed, blonde little princess. Much like I was many years ago. I told her I was a friend of her mommy and she came with me. I spiked her soda so she would wake up tied up on the bed for my Master. His dick was so hard seeing her tight bald pink slit and her perfectly intact rosebud. She started crying. I smacked her face and put a ball gag in her mouth. Whiny little cunt. I spit on Master’s dick and watched in delight as he was satisfied by a tight hole again. He shredded her holes too. That’s the only problem with finding him a young one to destroy. I have to find him a new one every day. Luckily there is no shortage of little whores running around.
Torture phone sex fantasies turn me on. Fantasy turns me on. Not really being tortured. I am too hot to carve up my sexy body. Ted thought differently. He is this guy I occasionally see that has dark fantasies too. He hears me on my calls fantasizing with callers about very depraved and twisted things. He decided to make one of my wicked fantasies come true. But, I didn’t want that. Not in reality. He grabbed me by my blonde locks and dragged me to the basement. He strung me up so I was suspended by a rafter. He had a variety of torture devices I often talk about on taboo phone sex calls: a blow torch, a scalpel, hat pins, cattle prod and a variety of very sharp knives. “Let’s see how wet the real thing makes you whore, ” he seethed in my ear as he jabbed a hat pin in my nipple. I screamed in pain. I was not wet at the feel of blood trickling down my stomach. I pleaded with him to stop. I tried to explain that I was delivering a hot taboo fantasy to my callers but that fantasy and reality are often vastly different. He didn’t care. He took the cattle prod and strapped it to my pussy. In intervals he shocked my cunt making me piss and convulse. His dick was hard. I was in pain. He mutilated my other nipple with the razor sharp scalpel. I screamed in pain again. That was when he grabbed the big knife on table. He pressed it under my left breast and sliced underneath. He reached in and pulled out my saline bag. “Worthless tits for a worthless whore,” he laughed sadistically. He cut out my other fake boob too. Blood was pouring down my stomach. I was cold like I was in shock from the pain. He ripped off the cattle prod, replaced it with a knife. He stabbed my pussy until there was so much blood and sinew falling out of me, I passed out. I woke up in a pool of my own blood with him stroking his cock. I guess this time a fantasy phone sex became reality.
Ass rape porn, butt rape porn, pretty much the same thing. Guys love force fucking women in the ass. At least they love force fucking me in the ass. I was at this dive bar in my neighborhood Friday night looking to score after hours. I wasn’t looking to be gang banged and anally tortured, but that’s what I got. I sat at the bar quietly for a bit doing shots of Tequila as I felt the stare of the me around me. I was working up enough guts to ask strangers where I could get some crack. I guess a tall blonde goddess walks into a dive local bar she either wants to score cock or coke. I decided that I was out of my league there. I got a bad vibe. I try to listen to my gut. I paid my bill, left a nice tip and headed to the door. I had my hand on the handle when my hair was yanked with such force, it made my scalp bleed. “Not so fast whore. Where are your manners,” one guy seethed to me as he pressed a knife against my throat. He shoved me down on my knees and forced me to suck his cock. Normally, I love cock sucking, but I don’t often do it at knife point.
He pressed the knife into my throat hard enough so I bled. I dripped blood onto his cock as he skulled fucked me. More guys gathered around the “blonde skank” to get their turn at a fuck hole. No one wanted to wait their turn, so the leader of the pack dragged me on top of the pool table so the bar flies could gang up on me 2-3 a hole. After my ass was filled with a gallon of cum, one guy rammed a pool stick up my shitter so hard, I felt it tear my insides. I let out a scream, but that just pissed off the ringleader so he slit my throat. I laid in a pool of my own blood making gurgling sounds till everything went dark and cold.
Cannibalism phone sex was not on my agenda this weekend. I went camping with some girlfriends for Labor Day weekend. We did it old school too. Tents and everything. I had this nagging feeling that someone was watching us Friday night. I wrote it off as having seen one too many horror films. We got in the jeep to go four wheeling the next morning when we blew a tire. I got out to see what the problem was to discover an arrow throw the front tire. This was no accident. Arrows started flying through the air at us. We were being hunted. As I tried to get my girls in a group, an arrow went right through Paula. Lilly and I ran screaming but we were caught up in a net suspended us in the trees. There he was underneath us, making yummy noises like we were dinner. We soon realized we were dinner. Paula was too skinny to be a good meal he said, but Lilly and I had just the right amount of meat on our bones to be succulent he said. I thought this was some sort of sick joke or a bad dream. But we ended up in his cabin in the woods being prepped for his dining pleasure. We were hosed down like animals; all jewelry removed; our heads shaved since we were not natural blondes. We were dipped in a vat of melted butter, olive oil and seasonings. Our skin glistened as he made sure to rub his special sauce all over our bodies. We screamed when we saw the industrial size oven and the huge pans. I tried to plead for mercy. He shoved an apple in my mouth to shut me up. A matching one was shoved up my ass. He was humming a tune, when he opened the oven door. Warm air waffled over us as he sat us in the pans and pushed us in the oven. “See you soon for dinner,” was the last thing I heard.
Strangulation phone sex? I was at this fetish club last weekend that was supposedly safe. The guys were screened I was told. I was in this room with a guy. I told him I was into erotic asphyxiation and pain. We agreed on safe words, but he ignored them and strangled me while fucking my ass until I passed out. He would slap my face really hard to snap me back out of it, then just do it again. I tried screaming for help, but I couldn’t get much out. Legitimate bondage and BDSM clubs don’t allow certain things. Body fluids can’t be exchanged like cum, piss, shit and blood. And no hurting the submissive whores permanently. What we do outside the club, they don’t give a fuck about. This was supposedly an upscale fetish club with clients well screened. This guy was trying to strangle me to death and make me star in his ass rape porn. After about the 5th time that I passed out, I guess I didn’t wake up as easily. What woke me up was piss in the mouth. He was inches from my face, so I bit his balls. I was afraid this guy was going to kill me. He punched me in the face so hard I think he broke my nose. I was choking on my blood. He was violating every rule they had in this club. I managed to get to the door in our struggle and yell for help. Several big burly security guards came to my aid, or so I thought. They looked at the room for a second, then me. In that look I knew I was in trouble. “Someone is being a bad whore,” one them said as the other two rushed me. They pinned me on the floor and took turns force fucking me, while my original master of the hour jacked off on my face. After they all sodomized me, they let me go and told me I was no longer welcome in their club.
Accomplice phone sex fantasies make me so wet. I am usually the victim, but I have dark fantasies too. I love the idea of killing and force fucking sweet young things. I love the thought of helping you molest, torture, even snuff little girls. My fantasies are varied, but I love the idea of getting revenge on the mean girls from school by hurting their precious baby girls in front of them. I’m quite certain that any spawn from a bitch, will also be a bitch. The world needs fewer bitches, don’t you agree? Bitches don’t suck cock or take it in the ass, at least not willingly. Together we can teach young and old bitches a lesson. I love especially being daddy’s accomplice. After I age out for daddy, I help him find fresh young meat with really tight holes. Tight holes we can completely destroy. If I am good for you daddy and bring you a really pretty one, maybe I can use a strap on and fuck her too? The possibilities are endless when a submissive whore is your accomplice. I want your approval so bad, I will do anything you say, even snuff out the little bitch. Oh please oh please can we find some young thing to play with together? Maybe we can make her a snuff porn star?
