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Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

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.

Sadistic phone sex

Sadistic phone sex: Choke me out and cut my tits

Sadistic phone sex

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…

Torture phone sex

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!

Sadistic Phone Sex

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?

Come Show Me What You’ve Got With Torture Phone Sex!

Torture Phone Sex

Do you think you have what it takes to have torture phone sex with me? Do you really think you could burn me with a lighter or stab me with a knife while you were burying your big huge cock between my sweet dripping folds? I would love to see if you’ve got what it takes. You know Christmas time brings a ton more options to the table when it comes to torture devices. From candy canes and peppermint to candle sticks and ribbon tied around the tree. I could come up with naughty fucked things to do for days.

Here lately though, I’ve been thinking about being tied down to the bed. Slathered in my grandma’s famous peppermint rub. The one that gets all tingly and burny when you put it on, kinda like icy hot. And just left there, whimpering and crying like a little slut as my pussy burns. Knowing that I couldn’t scream for fear of alerting the neighbors to foul play. They’d never believe this was what I actually wanted. Would you come to listen to me torture myself with it? To whimper and cry as I reach orgasm after orgasm thanks to Granny’s tingly cream?

Could you guide me to do even worse things to myself? The hot wax from the candle sticks dripping on my skin, the sharp carving knife drug across it… What else could we do?

Torture Phone Sex: It was finally my turn to play!

Torture Phone Sex

You can imagine how fast my heart was beating when I was told it was finally my turn to have an accomplice torture phone sex. It’s something I’ve always thought about, hearing the screams and cries of others as I do super-vile things to them.  Knives, Needles, Flames. Everything was open to my ability to use it, against the poor soul that Daddy tied up in the basement.

It started off with him telling me that he had actually gotten me an early Christmas present. That I just had to clean up, put on the black leather outfit he had laid out for me on my bed, and meet him in the basement after dinner. As you can figure, I hurried up and ate everything so quickly, I was super excited… Until I reached the basement.

He literally had my boyfriend tied up. At first, I was kinda upset and protested until I realized that this was basically the initiation into our little family cult.  And he had been talking to other girls at school. So I quickly picked up the fillet knife from the stand and plunged it into his chest dragging it and sawing it through his body as I let out a soft needy moan.

It was like heaven feeling my Daddy come up behind me, wrapping his arms around me as he began toying with my clit. Letting out needy, lust-filled cries into the room, mixed with my boyfriend’s screams. I began doing his pants with every intention to remove his manhood. Glancing up and seeing the blood spatters covering me, I just had to come to play. I’d love to tell you more given the chance!

Sadistic Phone Sex, Forcibly Taken and Snuffed By Daddy

Sadistic Phone Sex

My biggest fantasy has always been being Daddy’s little sadistic phone sex plaything. I’ve always spent time really imagining what it would be like to be tortured by an older man or even a group of older men. Just used, abused, and then snuffed out just like a candle.

Late at night laying in bed, filled with fantasies of my Daddy coming in, and using me like a little ragdoll. Taking one of his berettas out of the cabinet where he keeps them locked away. Sneaking into the bedroom as he slowly screws a silencer to it. The cool metal, being placed against my bare stomach as he tells me not to make a fucking sound.

Feeling my clothes ripped from my body as I whimper laying there like a whore for him, so needy and weak. Totally exposed as his p-cock throbs before me. Taking a massive butt plug out of his pocket he grins evilly telling me he’s about to destroy all of my holes before taking care of my attitude once and for all. Hearing the soft sound of the bullet slipping through my soft milky flesh as his hand came to covering my mouth. Keeping my cries muffled as he continued over and over filling me with the hot steel from the barrel.

The warm trickle of blood slid down my body as I cried out into his hand. His cock slid deep into my wet aching cunt as he took me.  His hand finding its way to my neck, cutting off what little oxygen I could get, despite the hole in my lung.

“This is the end my sweet little one.” he softly whispered.

 

How deep can you go? Let’s get dark: Suffocation Phone Sex

Suffocation phone sex

Do you think your cock is big enough to partake in suffocation phone sex, or would you have to use something a little more creative to choke me?  My biggest fantasy is being tipped upside down over the edge of the bed, looking up at you with makeup-streaked cheeks as you slowly feed your dick in as far as it will go. Reaching down, cupping my throat with your hand as I try to push you away. Tightening it as you feel your cock ramming against it in the back of my throat. My muffled gags and cries fill the room as I beg you to stop through thrusts of your cock. You and I both know I don’t actually want you to stop. I want to make you pass out by choking me with your massive shaft. Just feeling you slapping my face, knowing you’re bringing me back to the conscious realm just to do it again once more.

 

Cannibalism phone sex: Kidnapped And Baked To Perfection.

Cannibalism phone sex

I never really thought I’d enjoy cannibalism phone sex so much. But there’s something seductive and amazing about the thought of being cooked and eaten while someone literally gets off to it. It’s making me incredibly horny right now just thinking about it.

Just imagine some hot little thing walking down the street, her plump juicy ass peeking out from below her skirt as you pull up to offer a ride. But you have so much more in store for her than just a simple ride home. Little does she know you’ve removed the door handles and reinforced the seat belts so they can’t be easily removed. She has no idea what she’s about to get into.

So, she meekly stumbles into the passenger seat as you reach over and “assist” her with her seat belt. Making sure that your prize is nice and secure and can’t escape once she realizes that crawling into a stranger’s car was actually a very poor choice.

Can you imagine the look of fear and shock on her face when she finally realizes what trouble she’s in? Because I sure can. The thought of her being actually terrified makes me so horny and excited. I may have to actually take a break from writing to play with myself for a moment.

Imagine holding a chloroform-soaked cloth over her face so she passes out. You have to get her into the house somehow don’t you?  Imagine the feeling of her body weight against you as you begin to caress her, feeling every inch of her to make sure she’s a good specimen for the night.

Prepping her, placing an apple in her mouth, rubbing her down with some herb butter, and getting her nice and prepared to go into the special oven. To become your teen phone sex dinner. It’s quite a sight to think about, isn’t it? Come let me help you finish the story. Maybe we can make it better together.