It was just a night out in the woods with a potential snuff phone sex lover. He had brought along some good drugs and I was beyond fucked up. The fire was crackling and the sparkles made me giddy. My pussy felt like those sparkles and I was so burning hot. He brought out some marshmallows and the makings for some smores. Little did I know those objects could be used for snuff phone sex fun. I stripped out my clothes , hoping he would take the bait. He grinned as he toasted a marshmallow and brought it to me. I stuck out my tongue only to have him drop the flaming mass right on my titty. I screamed with pain as he dipped his tongue into the creamy blackened treat. I could feel the blisters beginning to form as he set another one on fire. This time he ordered me to my knees. I could feel the heat coming off the fork as he shoved it into my pussy, cramming the flamed out marshmallow deep inside. No one could hear my screams as he fucked me with that weenie roaster fork, squirting blood all over my thighs. My last thought was of snuff phone sex as he rammed the fork though my throat as he shot his load all over.
Torture by Smores
Taboo Phone Sex Humiliating a Whore
It was a new Master of taboo phone sex that I was introduced to that nearly snuffed me out. We met up at the club and he led me back to a dungeon set up that I never knew about. The room was a cellar… concrete, and chains along with a mixture of pipes dripping water. The floor was wet and the first thing he did was punch me square in the nose breaking it. As I was bleeding and stammering for forgiveness, and to just let me go he punches me in the gut.
Keeling over I was hoping the worst was over. However, not in my wildest dreams could I prepare myself… Pushed to the concrete floor where one of the pipes had started pouring out a brown liquid that reeked of scat. Then this Master straddled me and shoved my face down into the mess. I was face down in human waste now when he took his huge hunting machete and started cutting my clothes off of me.
Naked, bleeding and in excruciating pain I lay on my stomach with my face still forced into the waste as I felt his prick penetrate my ass without lube. He muttered to me asking how I liked being the victim of filthy ass rape porn. He grabbed my hair forcing my head up telling me to smile pretty for the camera.
Home Invasion Phone Sex
It’s dark, raining and there is a chill in the air. I feel as though there is someone watching me. The hair on the back of my neck is standing up. The power goes out and my heartbeat quickens. I hear a sound in the bedroom, frightened, I freeze. When I get the nerve to move forward down the hall, I am grabbed from behind and choked out.
When I came to, I awoke in my bedroom, tied to each bedpost and unable to move. There was a ball gag in my mouth. Three men were going through my things while one stood over me, naked and stroking his cock. He called to the others, “The whore is awake.” Before I knew, four masked men were sticking their cocks in every whole I had. I was being choked and every hole I had was being stretched to bleeding. I screamed, they laughed and one slapped my face with such force my eyes watered instantly. With each hole filled and immense pain throughout my body, I wanted to beg them to kill me. As though they could hear my thoughts, once I was covered in jizz, I saw a butcher knife and could hear the sound of my throat being cut just as I lost consciousness.
Bondage phone sex with Ivy
I have a strong attraction to some fun drugs. I love my pills. So when I saw a want add for candy strippers at our local shit hospital I knew I could con a few people out of some pills. I had worked for about a week when they brought in the crazy drunk guy who got into a car wreck. He was hot as fuck and was very aggressive. He would punch, slap and kick everyone so finally they sedated his big ass. That was when I made my move. I sneaked into his room, Took a few syringe’s full from his morphine drip for myself. Plus one to do while I was there. I got that sweet needle into my vein and the burning sensation ran right down to my clit!
My pussy was wet and needed a great big cock inside of it. My patient was strapped down and passed out or so I thought. I pulled my panties down and the smell of my hot wet pussy woke him up. I got his cock nice and hard… I rode his cock till I came all over him.. He kept trying to get me to make him cum… But he was a dick.. So I took my dirty used needle filled it all the way up with more of his morphine… stuck it right into his dick hole and emptied it into his cock. Now he had a hard but numb cock that I continued to ride his cock till I squirted all over him!
This bitch deserved what she got!
I think I may have a little anger issue, sometimes I can get very very out of control. I can’t help it though! If some fucking bitch pisses me off I am going to let her know… and if she strikes the wrong fucking tone with me after I tell her about herself, well, then that fucking bitch needs to fucking die! I will NOT tolerate any kind of disrespect! I may have gone a little crazy today though, I went to the store and I was just waiting for this guy to pull out of a parking spot so I could pull in. Well this fucking stupid little whore zipped into MY spot before I could pull in all the way! Can you believe the nerve of her?? I pulled in behind her, blocking her car in and asked her what the fuck her problem was and this fucking cunt actually shoved me back and told me that I was too slow and that it wasn’t her fucking problem! That was it! I had my knife out and was stabbing her over and over again before I even knew that I was going to do it! I must have stabbed that fucking cunt over a hundred times before I came to my senses and by that time the little bitch was quite dead. Oh well, that’s what you get when you piss me off!
Becoming His
Tonight, I became his. The man who picked me up on the road, brought me to that ramshackle cabin in the woods, smacked me up and down, and tied me to the table to have his way with me.
He came back to finish the job. When he walked back into the room where I was still strapped to that table, and he sat right down between my legs. He looked me dead in the eyes as he stuck first one, then two, then 3 fingers into my pussy. That felt a little painful, since I was dry, but by the time he put his 4th finger in, I was well-lubricated. Since I am so tight, though, it was painful, and it drew a whimper out of me. He seemed pleased by that, and proceeded to stick his thumb in and press his entire fist into my pussy. That drew a wail from my lips. He stuck a finger to my ass hole and rubbed a little before pulling a dildo out of one of the drawers on the table and sliding it right in there. With my pussy and ass full with his fist and that dildo, I couldn’t decide whether to cry in pain or moan in pleasure.
By that point, he was ready for me to start begging, so he reached up with his left hand and started choking me as he fisted my pussy. Just before I would have passed out, he let my throat go and let me catch my breath before covering my mouth and nose with his free hand. He pulled his fist out of my pussy and let go of my mouth as he started rubbing his dick up and down my slit while the dildo stayed stuck in my ass. He kept rubbing his dick up and down my slit while he used both hands to choke me again. By the time he took his hands away, I was so horny, I was begging for his dick in me.
He informed me that the only way he would give me his dick was if I submitted myself completely to him. He would be my master, and I would be at his beck and call any time he so pleased. After several moments of thinking while his dick continued to slide up and down my slit, and the dildo began to thrust in and out of me on the mechanical arm he attached it to. I finally relented, and I begged for his dick anyway. My master has now situated a cage for me in the corner of the shack for those times he’s away.
Knife Play Phone Sex Fun with Little Ones
Knife play phone sex is so much fun. Really the possibilities are endless. Almost all the good horror movies have a knife wielding fiend. With a knife we can make our own slasher flick with little victims. I always preferred a really young stupid whore over a coed dumb bitch. Killing a young girl is more taboo than killing a seasoned skank. Also, their skin is softer, more tender. They bleed a brighter red too. And don’t get me started on the screams. Talk about hot. I love watching an innocent little one beg for mercy. She or he has no clue what is going to happen to them yet. At their age they can’t fathom the wicked things adults enjoy. They still struggle with the idea that not all adults can be trusted. Think about the fun we could have with a little one. Your cock and my knife can do some wicked hot damage. So many fun places to hunt for them too. The mall, church, your neighborhood, the community pool, the park, even near the ice cream truck. Little girls and boys go missing all the time. Just when they go missing because of us, they will never be found again.
Just a Standard-Issue Kidnapping!
It happened again today! As I was hitchhiking along a rather deserted highway headed N/NE, a station wagon was kind enough to pick me up. Given the blistering heat, I was elated to be out of the direct sunlight!
The next thing I know, I’m waking up with a massive headache and tied to a short table. My arms and legs were almost complete immobile, and my head was hanging off the end of the table. A guy came in with a plate of food, and he proceeded to spoon feed me some soup and oyster crackers. After he fed me, he wiped my mouth with a handkerchief he pulled out of his pocket. Then, he proceeded to kiss my jaw and lips. He informed me that they’d be entertaining me for a while. He wasn’t sure how long, but his family were very happy to host me for as long as it was deemed courteous. He then pulled his dick out of his pants and stuffed it in my mouth, which he fucked until he came down my throat. He pinched my nipples a few times, ran his fingers over a few of my scars, and grinned as he said, “Yes, this is going to be fun!” He left me in that dank room to ponder what day it was and how long I would be there, much less what I would endure at my “hosts” whims.
Violent phone sex – I’ll be your victim
It was dark and raining, I could smell the blood coming from my wounds. My skin tingled and my breath was fast. I knew he was coming for me and I tried to run, but had difficulty with my hands tied behind my back.
I decided to hide as opposed to running. I found a spot amongst some shrubbery and was hidden pretty good. Only a few moments went by before he came along, knife in hand, looking for me, his victim. He chuckled this sinister chuckle that made my blood turn cold. He said, “I can smell your cunt, bitch.” It didn’t take him long to find me cowering in the shrubs still tied and gagged.
He yanked me out of the shrubbery by the hair, skinning my knees and ass along the way as he dragged me back to his dungeon. He suspended me from the ceiling and ran his blade across my throat and I could feel the warm blood begin to trickle out. “I want you to die slowly, and I want you and I to be cumming when you take your last breath, you worthless piece of shit.” He began to ram me with his cock, swinging me back and forth from where I was suspended, I could see the blood spraying now. He touched my clit with an electric current and I screamed while he fucked me and I could feel the orgasm start to well up within me. He was grunting, making this primal sound and I let the feeling overtake me.
What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Most men do, it is just some would never admit it. Then there are guys that are very proud to boast that women are on this earth just to serve them. I met once such man this week. I was meeting a friend for drinks. This arrogant prick tried to pick us up. He saw the wedding rings on our fingers, but wouldn’t stop with the aggressive, crass come-ons. We had security remove him. He apparently followed me home. As I was going into my house, he pushed me in and pinned me on the floor. “We meet again cunt,” he seethed at me. I tried to fight him off, but he was strong and fueled by rage over the fact that I had rejected him. He spit in my face, even punched me to subdue me. I was fighting him more than perhaps I would if my young niece had not been in the house. I was trying not to make much noise because I knew she would come to see what was the commotion. I only left her alone for a little over an hour. My attempts to shield her were futile. She came down, screamed, but my assailant threatened my life if she called the police, so she dropped her cell phone. He made her watch as he used me like an ass rape porn star. He sodomized me, fisted my cunt and called me vile names as my young niece was forced to watch. She was crying, feeling helpless as he violated and degraded me. He kept looking at my niece and grunting, “You will be next you little whore.” I tried to fight him, when I knew my young virgin niece was next on his conquest list, but the more I resisted him, the more violent he became. When he was done brutalizing my body, he moved to my niece. He ruined her tiny holes. I had to watch, helpless. After a couple hours, he finally left. But he left us tied up, gagged and covered in cum and blood for my husband to discover when he came home from work. What are your force fuck fantasies?

















