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Cannibalism phone sex: Accomplice Style!

Cannibalism phone sexIt was freezing the night I ran into this cannibalism phone sex loving dude. He was walking around the college campus all by himself on a Saturday night. Most people would have allowed him to fade into the background, not really noticeable, but to me, he creeped me out. I’m not really sure what it was about him, but it seemed like he was lurking watching chubby college girls. I pretended to stumble into him and told him I was headed to a party. He actually asked if he could come along. I had no problem as long as he drove, there is nothing wrong with making sure you have a good designated driver. 

Killer phone sex Along the way, he told me about the dark craving that he had. I love dark cravings. Something that he did not know. Said I looked way too innocent to be a bad girl. He said it was the flesh of a chunky woman he craved. Not just kissing it but the way she tasted in his teeth. I wanted to pretend I was scared but truthfully it made me so horny. I decided that I would bring him a drunk chubby bitch as a thank you for getting me home safely. However, I also wanted to watch and see just as he would do to his newly gifted slut. 

It didn’t take but a couple of hours for me to find her either. Drunk and passed out in a random room I offered to get her home with a ride from my Dad. I hoisted her onto my shoulders and hobbled her out to the car. Once the old man realized I was headed his way he met me on the sidewalk to help out his prize in the back seat. She was quiet enough on the way home. He expressed he was going to take a load of back streets to keep his location safe before pulling into a garage of a house a street looking just like the rest. He wheeled a cart over and heaved the passed-out college girl from the car onto it. 

Fantasy phone sexI walked with him as he brought her into a big open bathroom. He gently rolled her onto the floor and then reached past me asking if I could pass him his scissors. He spoke of how much he loved large pure women as he snipped away her clothes. Softly he washed her with a clean white washcloth admiring every inch of her unblemished skin. There was nothing on her body, not a piercing or a tattoo. A rarity these days, the old man explained. I helped flip her over so he could wash her backside. He explained that cooking unwashed meat was most unsanitary and then I helped hoist her back onto the cart. 

His kitchen was so large. However, he expressed this one would be too large for his custom oversized kitchen even. Something that brought him joy just stating it. I helped lift her to the counter, laying her on her back. Turning straight chef mode on he mixed a concoction of butter and spices and began coating her skin. He took a spit pole and began tying her to it. Her wrist and legs were tied tightly and then topped with foil to prevent burning he said. I did have to help lift her onto the outdoor kitchen grill. Slowly she turned, cooking a little bit at a time. Her skin began to brown and you could hear juices leaking from her meat as she continued to cook out. The two of us sat conversating over a bottle of wine. I couldn’t stay until she was finished but that did not keep him from slicing bits from her skin to let us taste her now and again. The old man texted a picture when he was finished, she was beautifully served up with an apple in her gob. 

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Gangbang rape porn video and I didn’t even know

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I will never turn down an invitation to join a good party, Seriously, hell would have to freeze the fuck over, and even there I would be out in a fur-lined coat and Goldbergh snow boots still ready to kick it around a burn barrel with those hell demons. So, when a group of dudes from the liquor store handed me a handwritten party invite, who would have thought it would be a gangbang rape porn taping session? Instead, I considered it a personal treat and assured them I would be there. It wasn’t until the next evening and the guys told me it was going to be so much fun it would blow my mind. However, after getting dressed in a tight pink dress and heels I discovered the party was in a run-down house in the middle of an abandoned neighborhood. 

Honestly, I wish I could say this threw some red flags for me but my sense of danger does not run that deep. After all, I have been to some dope parties held in some major Ls. So I exited my vehicle and straightened my dress out. As I headed up to the dingy door of the derelict building I double-checked that the address I had on my invite matched the house. I knocked a couple of times and the door opened quickly. Flashes of light came from inside the house blinding me. I held up my arm to shield my eyes from its fierce glow. I could hear a lot of male voices like a roar and as I tried to make sense of the situation something grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. 

Rape phone sex fantasiesI squealed, continuing to be blinded by what appeared to be a ton of flashlights shining directly at me. My clothes began to be ripped from my body without warning, my skin cold as it met the air of the abandoned house. Attempting to collect myself I tried to gather information about my surroundings. The ground was an unkept wood floor, debris, dirt, and dust covered it, an occasional fresh shoe print scuffled throughout. I felt a push on the back of my head forcing me to look down when suddenly a sting whipped across my naked ass cheeks. I screamed out in pain as a deep voice yelled at me to move forward. 

I screamed for help, and the men laughed. I was unaware of how many there were just a lot of them. There was no chance of me beating them so I tried not to resist. I just continued slowly moving in the direction I was being shoved and whipped staring down at my perfectly pedicured feet still in my heels. The room I was entering was lit. Weapons and BDSM tools lined the walls. On the ground was a dirty mattress and in the middle of the room a wooden saw horse that looked rather tough. 

I would immediately find out how rough too as I was thrown over the saw horse and strapped down so that my ass was in the air. I had no option now. I was to be used, every last hole of my body for their enjoyment. My arms and legs were secured to each of the saw horse legs there was no way that I could resist. After hours of men using my tight body for their fuck toy pleasure I was released and laid onto my mattress. My body was tired and soar from being their personal fuck puppet. However, that was not the end of my night. Clamps were suddenly closed tightly onto my nipple. I moaned out in pain as my legs were hoisted into the air. Again I was to be fucked over and over again. The mix of pain and humiliation forced me to cum hard against their dicks. They now knew I was enjoying it as much as they were, my own body betraying me. I passed out from the intensity. When I woke up I was in my own bed. If it wasn’t fuck my bloody ass and cunt and soar nipples I would have thought it was a dream. Beside my bed was a thank you note and flowers from the frat boys thanking me for making their gangbang rape porn fantasies come true.

Necrophilia phone sex: Do you dare?

Necrophilia phone sexNot everyone craves the warm embrace of a loved one or stranger’s body embraced to them, some crave Necrophilia phone sex. Not every man has the capacity to control in their life to where they really want those they have sex with coming or going as they please. As Dahmer said “The only motive that there ever was was to completely control a person; a person I found physically attractive. And keep them with me as long as possible, even if it meant just keeping part of them.” After all, for some the heartbreak of losing an attractive individual is far substantial to comprehend. 

I can only imagine the type of love behind killing and dismembering a loved one for your own necrophilia phone sex fun. I would love to be taken apart. Strangled till I am no longer alive and blood stops pumping through my heart making my whore pussy wet. I assure you this is the ultimate form of love. You will no longer have to worry about sharing me or about me leaving. You can fuck my dead body as many times as you want. Perhaps even remove my head to give me a good skull fuck. Likewise, dismember my arm so that you can turn my hand into your own personal pocket pussy. I can be your perfect dead little fuck toy. Never servicing anyone else but you again. 

 

 

 

Torture phone sex: Begging to for your abuse

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex: Maybe it was the years of abuse I grew up with as a younging. Maybe I am just rotten like a banana that has been sitting on your counter for too many weeks. Whatever the reason since I can remember I have had an insatiable hunger to be abused. The feeling of intense pain is orgasmic. The feeling of blades cutting my skin pleases me in ways I have never been able to satisfy any other way. Sometimes I am able to find abuse by me putting myself into tricky situations. Sometimes I beg for it. 

Walking home is always risky for hot young girls like me. Of course, this is a risk that I am willing to take on myself. Sticking my thumb out I am always sure to catch a ride, whether it is a horny old man or someone with mischievous intentions I never cared. Today was a guy who was not much older than I was. His mind, he explained to me, raced with intrusive thoughts from time to time on the amount of pain the human body could experience without passing out. 

Embarrassed, he expressed that it must be a scary concept to be stuck with a sicko like him. However, little did he know, I was perfectlysnuff porn comfortable with his meddlesome imagination. In fact, I craved it. I began to beg him to abuse me, to test out his theory. I assured him that the human body was stronger than he could even imagine. I told him about how I loved pain and how it made me feel. I offered to take him to my place, to my dungenesk basement where he could have his way with me as so many had. 

After much convincing he did take me home, completely forgetting where he had been driving to before he stopped to pick up a cute little hitchhiker. He learned the limits of the human body, asking if this was something he could explore further on a different day. Of course, I was game. Bloody and bruised I came so many times it was a sensation I was never willing to give up. The perfect masochistic princess, dying to be punished by men just like him. 

Teen phone sex: Snail Trailing the gym after hot shower prefuck

Working out makes me feel so good before Teen phone sex. I love being able to put in the work it takes to keep my perfectly tightly toned body. I love getting there early in the morning. Starting my day off with a swift kick of endorphins makes me productive every single day. Usually, I am by myself, only to be joined by the morning bunch rolling in towards the end of my routine. However, today was different. I spotted a hot muscle and toned man already over at the free weights curling. 

Teen phone sex CoraWe locked eyes as soon as I walked in. Bantering a little back and forth I finished the interaction with a wink before venturing to the women’s locker room and changing into my gym clothes. I didn’t even realize he had followed me till I turned around to be greeted by his throbbing hard cock. I whimpered, its presence both scaring and exciting me. Of course, a slut like me knew just what to do. I began giving him the best morning blow job a girl could provide. I sucked down his shaft as I stroked him. I made sure to pay his balls attention, tickling them gently with the tips of my fingers. His basses voice groaned out pushing against the back of my head. 

Drool dribbled from my bottom lip as I began to salivate more and more from his stimulation. Along with that, my pussy was really becoming moist. I could feel my street clothes getting drenched in my own wetness. He could smell it in the air, shortly after turning me over and fucking me doggy style on the gym locker room bench. He dumped his full load inside of me, bareback his cock pulsing, ridding his balls of every last drop of cum he had left in him. 

He thanked me for the fun, we exchanged numbers and I finished getting changed into my little workout shorts and sports bra to start my workout routine. Headphones in place I worked out on several machines. It wasn’t until my second go around on my routine that I noticed his semen had soaked through my workout shorts. This was made evident by both the wetness as well as the dried snail trails I had left on the machine. Cum dies much differently thank pussy sweat. 

Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

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Sometimes I try to be a good girl during evil phone sex. Being a good girl means going to church like my grandma always taught me. There is Sunday school, morning service, and bible classes and if one needs to atone for their sins there is always the front altar during Sunday service. The pastor at my local Christian denomination is always eager to save little sluts like me. I have been many times. Crying, taken by the spirit of the lord’s forgiveness. This week, however, the guest pastor seemed to have a different twinkle in his eyes. A glimmer of something I was very used to and hoping was true, sadism.Evil phone sex

So when called to the front to atone for my sins I did so with the hope I would catch the attention of this new specimen. Acting that would earn me an oscar I pleaded with the man to help me earn the Lord’s forgiveness. I whimpered and cried out that he would never forgive me for doing things I could not speak of in front of the church. This earned me a one-way ticket to his holy office, just the two of us, after the sermon. 

Once in his office, I began to tell tails of the p-adventure I had been on and how much I loved taking tiny cunts and showing them the joys of sexual abuse like I had endured. He was shocked by the words that were coming from my mouth. He opened a large wardrobe to expose the tools of corporal punishment he would be using on me. He bent me over his desk tearing my skirt down and exposing my perfect tight ass. He began whipping me. I could feel the welts rising up on my ass. 

I continued to tell him about my misdeeds. His intensity grew and with that the moisture of my hungry pussy for a pounding cock. With every whip, I felt welts and blood begin to dribble slowly down my skin. Then my ass was ripped wide, a cry leaving my lips at the sudden intense pain being sent through my body. He was forcing himself inside of my tight ass hole as punishment. Punishment for my wrongdoings against others and for forcing him to be immodest with his own boner. He couldn’t hold back. 

He reached around in front of me and put the handle of the whip across my throat pulling on either side like a horse bridle. Deep into me, he penetrated, ripping my dry ass hole with every pound. I choked, struggling to breathe against the pull of his strength till he came deep inside of me. I wasn’t done yet, made to clean every last drop of shit I left on his dirty dick. I had atoned for my sins, now it was time to start all over again.

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Sadistic phone sex: Choke me out and cut my tits

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Sometimes I scare boys away with how hardcore my fantasies can be. I try not to surround myself with so many pussies usually. Sometimes a guy seems to start as a pussy, however, and then finds out like I once did that they absolutely love the gruesome hardcore snuff play that I have to offer. Therefore, I venture into the land of vanilla bean lame-os every once in a while just hoping I might get that virginal masochistic dream boy and I can pop his torment cherry. 

Last weekend that is precisely what happened. I went to a family event and hung out with a mix of my cousins and their lame-ass friends. However, that is when I met him. He seemed quiet and shy. That is a telltale sign because the shy ones really go the hardest. I fed him drink after drink till he was wasted enough that I knew no inhibition would stand in his way. I directed him to a spare room and we began making out. I brought his hand to my throat and begged him to choke me. 

Shocked he removed his hand and stepped back. I began to probe him. Telling him he was a pussy and a real man would slap, choke and cut me just like I craved. I laughed and snickered as I watched his face contort the more I made fun of him. He warned me that I better shut the fuck up or I was going to get it. Of course, that is actually what I wanted. Finally, he snapped. He pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and opened it with one hand. 

My clit began to throb. My body was beginning to react to his sudden display of enraged masculine strength. However, I knew I needed to troll him a little more. I let out a little snicker making fun of the lack of length in his knife and that is all it took. He sliced across my tits blood dripping across my white shirt. With his free hand, he grabbed my throat hard and shoved his lips against mine. We fucked with my blood covering the two of us, him even stuffing his cock in my ass even though I said no. He had work to do still, but he would be a good masochist to fuck in the future. 

 

Torture phone sex: Taking me for a test drive…

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I’ve always been so afraid when my Master tells me I’m going to be training with a new torture phone sex Dominant. Some of them can be super intense and mean while others say they are mean and are just like cuddly teddy bears. It’s weird, but I’ve had both types. I even have a few residual scars and marks from one of them. He was the most extreme, his thing was knives and branding. I love being marked like a dirty little whore for the whole world to see, but the searing hot iron that gets placed to your flesh is pretty hard to deal with. It’s definitely used as a torture tool. I will now forever have “Slut” branded across my right ass cheek for quite some time.

Medical Fetish Phone Sex: Biggest Fear Turned Reality

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

One of my biggest fears has always been that someone would want to do super fucked up things to me at the doctor’s, that’s why I’ve always had a thing for medical fetish phone sex. When I was younger I had this wild dream that I was laying on the operating table, it was literally right after I had my appendix removed. I dreamed that the doctor actually crawled up and began fucking me while I was under sedation. His cock slipped in with each cut of the scalpel. It was so real, sometimes I doubt that it was even a dream and can still feel the weight of him on top of me as he motioned to the nurse to give me more sedation. My cunt was just dripping wet when I woke up from the dream and ever since that day I’ve wanted to go back under the knife to see what would happen.

Needles, Forceps And Knives Oh My! Sadistic Phone Sex!

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Sadistic phone sex comes in various shapes and sizes. Today I got the chance to encounter a bit of needle torture mixed with some blood play and super rough anal sex. I just love being torn into by a super strong Dominant older man. You should have heard how wet he made my pussy when he was touching me.

Just the feeling of being tortured while having a huge cock rail me like a dirty little skank really gets my engine going. Just feeling the needle piercing my nipple as he tells me how to self-mutilate myself. The golden push pin runs through the center. All of the painful feelings combined into one incredibly blissful experience.

What kind of super naughty dangerous things would you like to do to me? Knives, needles, other dangerous items?