Kidnapping Phone Sex with a MILF Whore

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex? I got a story for you that will get your dick hard if you like hardcore and extreme fucking. I was walking last week in the park. It was dark and after hours but I was looking to score some drugs, so I was dress like a street walker asking for trouble. I got it too. Suddenly some one rushed me. I was restrained, gagged and rendered helpless. I was tossed in the trunk of a car. I was so scared. I have been abused in my life, but usually by guys I know or friends of friends. This was so random. When the trunk opened up, several men were awaiting my arrival. They discussed me like I was a piece of meat. They weren’t American so they spoke broken English and some other dialect, Italian I think. Money was exchanged and some big Mediterranean looking guy pulled me out of trunk with an evil grin and a hard cock. He carried me to a room at some remote no tell looking motel in the middle of nowhere. He force fucked me for hours. My ass was his favorite fuck hole. I thought I was sold for his rape fantasies, but after he was done cumming in me, he pulled out a gun. He pulled out all but one bullet from the barrel, spun it around then locked it back up. Russian Roulette I believe was the game. He shoved the gun up my ass and played a game of chance while sodomizing me with his gun. I was never so scared in my life. I survived, but I was a battered mess. I was blindfolded and dumped alongside of the road. Lucky to be alive, but for how long? My 9 lives are close to running out.

Home Invasion Rape Fantasy

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The sound of breaking glass woke me with a start. It took me a few minutes to realize what was going on Then it hit me. The house was being broken into. I froze with fear. I saw the door crap open and a dark figure slip inside. He approached the bed quietly, then turned a light on in my face, causing me to scream. His hand clamped roughly over my mouth, silencing me. I begged him to let me go, but in moments, he had me tied tightly, more tightly than any of my masters ever had. The rope bit into my flesh, breaking it open, causing me to bleed. Seeing my naked body laying there helpless turned him on. My toy lay beside me, left there after my intense orgasm last night. Without a sound, he roughly plunged the toy deep into my ass, making me scream. A knife held to my throat silenced me again. I tried desperately to remain quiet as he ravaged my body with the toy. I could hear his zipper lower. Then his cock was inside me, battling for space inside me, since the toy was already filling me up. He fucked me roughly. Tears streamed from my eyes. Soon he was coming inside my raw cunt. His cum burned my insides that had been so roughly fucked. Thankful it was almost over, but then I felt the steel of the knife press harder into my throat. I felt the warmth of the blood as it began to flow, and then darkness surrounded me.

Gangbang Rape Porn at the Ren Fair

Gangbang rape pornI came upon a renaissance fair yesterday. I loved the clothes and the people, the smells of the foods cooking, and the sounds of laughter and shouting and revelry. It was as I was passing alongside the far end of the parking lot, walking away from the area where the fair was, that I was accosted. A group of about 5 guys walked out and surrounded me. They walked me back to the truck, pretending to be jovial, as if we knew one another, but no one could have seen the knife digging into my side. They got me inside the camper trailer on the truck, stripped me down, and forcibly opened my legs. Two of them held my legs open while thrusting their hard cocks at my mouth, while another plunged unprotected into my cunt. He ripped me, he was so big, and I knew he did. However, with a knife still at my throat, I dared not cry out.

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I never thought this would happen to me. Sitting naked beaten, bruised and forced to fuck everything. I had seen him for a few weeks as I walked to school. I didn’t know that my blonde pigtails and my school uniform would make him do the evil things he has done to my body. I am his, he tells me every time he force fucks one of my tiny holes. He fills me up with his cock and cum while he tells me I am his. One morning I fell on my way to school, he rushed to help me up. I had a cut on my knee and he told me he would clean it up for me. I smiled and held his hand as we walked to his truck. He opened the door sat me down on his seat and I waited as he carefully cleaned me up. He then said I was such a good girl and good girls need a treat. He said we were going to go get ice-cream. Instead he drove to his house, he helped me out of the truck and once we were inside he was ripping my clothes off my body. He shoved something in my mouth to gag me and stop me from screaming. He was kissing all over my underdeveloped body. He was gushing over my pale skin, my flat chest and my hairless pussy. That was the first time he made me his. He forced his cock inside of my pussy, he started to fuck me. I started to piss on him and that just made it easier for him to slide in and out of my bald pussy. Once he blew his load in me he left me on the floor. Crying and bleeding.

Accomplice Phone Sex With Georgia!

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“You see that cute little bitch over there Georgia?” master said to me. I snapped my head to the side and saw an adorable little blondie. She was looking too sexy to pass up being the perfect candidate for accomplice phone sex. We snuck up on that little bitch while she wasn’t paying attention and snatched her to bring her back to our “humble abode”. Master quickly tossed the little one onto a mattress in the basement with ductape around her lips and a tight rope biting into her flesh about her wrists. He had plans for her and I was his willing accomplice to her torture! First he shoved his cock down her throat and began face fucking her roughly, making her gag and choke on his huge cock. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gurgled and whimpered loudly. Her shrill cries made my pussy throb and pulse with pleasure, I wish I could be her right now. Getting my face fucked into oblivion. But master doesn’t really punish me as often anymore because he knows I enjoy it way too much.

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Master’s disposable toy

Murder phone sex fantasiesAs I prepared our most recent victims remains for dinner, dancing around the kitchen naked and bloody from head to toe, mistress perches on a counter, lazily watching me with those terrible, dangerous eyes. She informs me we have a guest for dinner, and dessert. Her own master has arrived. I pause, what horrible creature could be so powerful, so much more murderous as to be HER master? Then the thought occurred to me, I hadn’t made anything for dessert. She tells me it’s already been handled, and not to worry. That his coming was a very special occasion. I go back to rubbing salt and thyme into the chunks of pink flesh I had rinsed the blood from earlier. But my heart still beat.

Suddenly I’m waking up. I don’t remember falling asleep. My body is moving, back and fourth on a table of some sort. There’s something in my throat. I can’t breathe. But why doesn’t it hurt? I can’t see very well. My eyes aren’t all the way open.

Oh, God help me! He’s on me. It’s gotta be him. He looks like they say demons do. Beautiful, big, dangerous. He’s thrusting in…in…oh fuck! his dick is in my throat. But not from my mouth, from my chest! I’m cut open, and he is fucking my throat from the bottom up. Mistress is holding my esophagus, helping to jerk his dick off in the back of my mouth. WHY DOESSN’T IT HURT?! My heart is poun… wait, no it’s not pounding…. then it occurs to me. It doesn’t hurt, because I’m dead. I was fucking dessert. They are using my mangled, empty corpse to fuck. I’m covered in pussy juice, cum, blood, and pieces of myself.

But it doesn’t matter…. not anymore…

The next victim

cannibalism phone sex I’m hunting, and she’s waiting. I see the bitch I was looking for, she’s walking out of the building. She’s by her car, digging for something in her purse. Then I’m there. Tattered clothes, begging for help. She’s concerned.Here, “I can call you an ambulance, or something” she stammers, and turns to grab her purse again. I hit her with chloroform, wrapping all my extremities around her, holding the rag to her face. Her world goes black.

She starts to come to in our chamber, I’m preparing her.

Thinking she might have a chance she struggled, trying to get free. As she was struggling, trying to loosen the bindings cutting into her skin she heard the clicking.

I have her attached to an engine hoist for her arms, and her ankles directly to metal loops in the cement.

Mistress has arrived. She carries a platter, piled with sharp utensils, spreaders, saws.

First she slit her throat, allowing her to bleed out, and started taking her apart from the middle out. Slowly, delicately, almost lovingly she removed each precise piece.

One breast at a time, each ass cheek, long strips of her flanks. And so on, until the platter was piled high with bloody meat chunks and bits. Her sexy body nude, covered in blood, meticulous. I began rubbing my pussy, watching her gut this fucking bitch. She turns to beckon me, and smiles at my finger fucking.

She lays me down in the hot, liquid, bloody pile and fucks my cunt with her bloody fist.

That’s one way to work up an appetite before dinner…

Snuff Porn and Blasphemy Sex on Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? I drove by a church this morning and was filled with evil thoughts. Does that ever happen to you? First, I think of all the pious cunts inside those so called sacred walls. The bitches and snobs who look down on girls like me. The hypocritical bitches who praise god, then turn around and judge others for not conforming to mainstream America. Second, I think of all the little ones in their Sunday best being spoon fed a bunch of lies by a bunch of hypocrites about some dead guy who could give a rat’s ass about them if he ever even existed in the first place. I’m a blasphemous bitch.  There is no god. The only church I would ever worship at would be the church of Satan because that mother fucker knows how to have a good time and he wouldn’t judge me for wanting to force fuck and slaughter all the dumb asses sitting in church. Fuck, he would encourage it. In my Goth clothes with my big ass knife, I storm in slicing throats and slashing bodies. I piss on the altar, wipe my ass with torn pages from the Bible and fuck my cunt with a cross as the surviving members look on in horror. I have blasphemy sex with the priest in front of the congregation as I hail Satan as my leader and only savior. I tell the little lambs God is dead. He doesn’t give a fuck about them, so why not have fun? All religion does is kill one’s spirit. I give the little ones knives so they can kill their parents. I cum so hard watching those little angels in their Sunday best slashing the throats of their elders and saying Hail Satan. Being a blasphemous bitch is more fun than being a stuck up religious cunt any day. Want to join me in some hot blasphemy phone sex?

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Ass Rape Porn Nine One One

I had broken down on my way out to the club, and ass rape porn was never in the plans. However, breaking down near a Fire station I decided to trek over to it in my heels and whore like way I was done up.

The guys were eager to assist me, only thing, it would require a “trade off”, as they all started towards me. I was circled by eight burly firemen and I can’t deny how wet my panties were getting! Now whether I was pissing myself out of fear or just creaming the hell out of them anticipating all that could happen, it’s hard to say.

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I was getting man handled and stripped by all eight of the men, hands were everywhere… and soon cock was as well!

Kidnapping phone sex

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You always hear your parents tell you not to open the door to strangers. Growing up I remeber well how they would always say not to do it. I met a man awhile ago, and he has told me about a little girl that he watches and has been wanting for a long time now. He told me, that the only way he will spare my life, is to help him get that tiny girl that he has always wanted. She lives near by and there are times her parents neglect her. She tends to reach open to the door when the mail man comes and always greets him with a cute little smile. So, I decide to be the new mail man. I knock on the door, and there she is standing there. I ask her where her parents are.

She cant really form too big of sentences just yet. I reach down to her and pick her up and close the door as we walk back to the car. She starts to beg, I guess even at that stage in a girls life she knows what to expect. We get in the car and she starts kicking and screaming. I hold her little mouth closed, as the man threatening my life drives far away. He finally decides to stop at a hostel. He procedes to unpack a lot of different things. There was a tarp, tools, and other items that I believe he will use on her. I stay with the room with the girl as tears stream down her face. He then comes in, shuts the curtains and lays out the tarp.

He gets the duck tape and first wraps up the little girls wrist and ankles. He looks at me and tells me thank you, but he is not going to spare me my life. I put up a fight trying to get to the door to get away and he is not having it. He is scrating me and biting me. He even manages to get a couple hits across my face, making blood run down my face. He grabs the girl and spreads her legs open. He rips every article of clothing off of her. Her little tit mounds are perky and covered in goose bumbs. He gets them covered in his saliva and takes a big bite out of them. He shows me her tight little untouched pink pussy hole. “Can you imagine all the stuff I can do to her? It is going to feel so good.You are a dead girl, belle. Sorry it has come to this.”