Daddy discovered he has a new kink. He’s been getting off to pictures of pregnant whores with swollen bellies and big milk filled tits. His eyes started wandering towards me and I could tell he was coming up with a nasty plan. He threw out all of my birth control pills and told me I was going to be his little breeding whore now. He force fucked my pussy and filled me with his cum. As he pumped in and out of me he swore he would fuck my pussy every night until I was pregnant with his incest bastard. He told me about his big plans he had for me now that I’m going to be his broodmare. He’s going to keep me knocked up, every time I have a baby, he’s going to force fuck me until I’m pregnant again. He wants me to have girls so he can have a whole harem of sluts to fuck and get knocked up once they’re my age and ready to be pumped full of cum. Being used to fulfill daddy’s impregnation rape fantasies scares me, but I don’t have a choice.
Category: Bloody phone sex
How do you want it
Who do you want and how do you want it tonight? There is no way I will say no to any of your wishes. I will be saying yes. Torture sex with you is the best. I like to bring over the whore you crave together we will fuck her up and make her pay. My favorite is when we took hostage your brothers girlfriend. Sierra is such a cunt. Glad we snuffed that whore up. Ever since we have been together, she has been trying to talk down to us with her bitchy ways. I had no issue fucking the slut with knives. Making her cry and denying her any pain relief. Sorry slut enjoys this painful slow death. We have done it all together.
Bitch wandered into the wrong yard
This drunk as whore wandered into my yard last night right when I was in the middle of torturing a group of really horny men. I was teasing them, making them want me and giving them no satisfaction at all when this half dressed drunk as hell bitch walked in. It was already too late for her as soon as they saw her, they were way to riled up to ignore the sacrifice they were given so the fell upon her like animals in heat. They literally fucked that bitch to death, ripping her holes wide open, biting her flesh using every part of her it was glorious! It wasn’t exactly the way that I had planned my night to end but it was a wonderful little accident anyway. I enjoyed it so much that I will be doing it again very soon… but I think I will get a few more whores to make it last longer, one whore dies way too quickly for me.
Taboo Phone Sex Slut
I love taboo phone sex. I am a kinky sub who lives a BDSM lifestyle. Sometimes my experiences are like Fifty Shades of Gray, sometimes they are more like 8MM. It all depends on the man I am with. Tony is more sadistic than Christian Gray. I met him at a bondage club last month and we have been hooking up for BDSM games ever since. Last night, I met some of his friends at a BDSM party. Everyone there was wearing some form of a leather mask, even the women. There were a lot more men than women, however. I was a little nervous. Other than the fact that he likes fucking me, there is nothing binding us together for the long haul. He could just as easily snuff me out and move on. I was the first woman up on the chopping block. I was stripped naked and put on a St. John’s cross. It was the moving kind. A big executioner looking guy spun me around so quickly, I got dizzy. When I got my bearings, I realized that a group of men were surrounding me with their dicks out. I thought maybe gangbang rape porn time, but that was not what happened sadly. They each grabbed an instrument to whip and flog me with. It felt like a public stoning. I was whipped and beat at the same time with different devices, all of which left marks and broke skin. I was crying and begging for mercy, but they just laughed. They called me names and when they were done, another group of guys came up and did the same thing. I was bleeding and I was sure I had some broken bones, especially in my ribs. Tony told me that I was a stupid whore who he was done with. The way he said done, made me think he was going to kill me. I passed out and woke up at home, covered in blood and cum, barely able to move. I wished he would have killed me.
6 Men And A Sex Slave
I am gone from my master now, I have not been sold to one master, no. I have been sold to a house full of men just waiting to tear me to pieces at any chance they get. There is a head man in charge around here and I got to say, he can slay this nigger sex slave pussy any day. He scares me and I love that shit. Not many men scare me so when I find a man that can, I become obsessed. There are 6 men total in this house. The five other men are nothing special. They talk too much and tell me what they are going to do to me and how they are going to do it. I have heard it all, so to me, those men are boring. The head man in charge though, he gives me eyes that stare straight into my soul. This is a smart, twisted man. I can tell by the way he is looking at me that he knows I like being tortured. What scares me about him is, I do not know what to expect from him. All I know is, whatever he has planned for me, my sick tortured loving nigger cunt is going to be at his every call. My old master knew what he was doing when he sold me to this man and I am going to love every minute of this new life of mine. I just know it.
knocked up slut
My master has me right where he wants me. I am his pregnant whore. Now he can pimp me out and make even more money with my skanky holes. Who knew pregnant holes were all the rave. My face being shot up was a pleasing crowd event. Now that I am with a seed deep in me I am sure all his devious friends want in on the fun. Fuck me like the slut I am and have torture sex with me. Don’t be gentle, please. Take out all your frustration and anger out on me. Bring your knives and slowly tear me up. Fuck my slit and leave it all bloody and ruined. I will thank you of course. I can’t forget to be grateful for all the pain I get.
Castration Phone Sex
Castration phone sex is popular on Sundays. I think men get to praying for a bigger dick; praying to be a better man and they can’t do that with a shrimp dick. Little dick losers pray at my evil alter. I don’t have empathy only contempt for small dick losers. I met Tom at a bar. We had corresponded via the dark net for months. I was encouraging him to chop off his balls. He took some convincing, but he agreed. When I came down to doing it, however, he struggled. He botched it, and only nicked his left testicle. That was when he started asking me for more than just encouragement. He wanted my help with chopping off his nuggets. I told him that would cost him. We agreed to meet. Last night, was the last day he had balls. I took him to my castration chamber after a few drinks at the bar. I explained that my castration chair was an old prison executioner chair modified to chop off balls. I gave him a shot of whiskey and strapped him in. For a clean castration, no movement can occur, or I might take the cock too. I separated his balls from his dick. I use a castration band like they do with sheep and cattle. The circulation is cut off, numbing the balls. This makes it easier to whack them off. I wanted to give him a clean cut. I used sterile medical grade scissors and snip snip the balls. It is torture sex. It hurts no matter what, just hurts less when I do it properly. Jack asses get a dirty castration with serious risk of infection. For Tom, I used a soldering iron to cauterize the wound. I’m no surgeon. He will have a nasty jagged scar, but he will live a eunuch’s life from here on out.
Younger Tighter Holes
I am a drug whore and a pain slut bitch. Which means I am always hustling. but let’s face facts I am getting old and I am not getting the type of money I once got back in the day when my holes were a hell of a lot tighter and I was a hell of a lot younger. My slutty daughters now bring in the big cash for mommy to get her fix. I have been training them to be drug whores and pain sluts since they popped out my twat. My girls are happy to help me out. They do not want me to crash I am a bitch and when I am not happy no one is. My girls still have a lot to learn when it comes to giving men a happy ending but I am always there to help spread their legs and shove their mouths on a nice big juicy cock.
Taboo Phone Sex Stories
Taboo phone sex stories are something I have many to share. I have this one kinky master who is into a lot of fetish things. We hooked up the other night in his fetish basement. He strung me up in the air in a harness. He put these little pinching clips all over my thighs and pussy. It was like a swarm of bees stung me. My thighs and pussy were pulsating with pain. It was not pain I couldn’t handle, but it was annoying constant pain. Master brought out one of those industrial sized dildos too. Please and pain. He loves to inflict both at the same time. As he masturbated me with that large wand, I started pissing. I made a mess of Master. He was not happy that I pissed on him. It was like a flood gate had opened between my legs and a geyser spewed out. He started whipping me with his belt. The belt buckle lashed my labia making my cunt lips bleed. I was begging for forgiveness, but I angered him. I took my lashings, but he left me strung up overnight, bleeding and swollen and pissing on the floor. I loved every minute of it.
Sold Sex Slave
My master sold me. He said he could not have a sex slave who enjoyed being tortured. Master told me, the word torture speaks for itself. He said it is not considered torture if I like it. It will be considered as pleasure, something he is not interested in. My master said it was either he kills me or sells me. Since I was good to my master and I did was a damn good sex slave for so long he sold me to someone who would enjoy me a lot more. I am going to miss my master. We had a lot of fun together. I think he has decided to keep one of the girls he has been capturing. One of those scared little sluts will definitely be a great fit for him. Master has me locked in the attic until tomorrow. That is when I will meet the man or men who bought me. My master did tell me to get ready for something I have never seen before. He made sure to sell me to someone who I would not get bored with. I had to beg my master to torture me one more time and I promised him I would act like I did not enjoy myself. He agreed to stretch my asshole out with the end of his hammer. The hammer is made of wood and used as a torture toy since the wood leaves splinters behind. Every time Master inserted the end of the hammer I could feel the wood piercing right into my assholes soft tissue. When my master was finished he turned me around shoving his cock so far down my throat I thought he was going to somehow poke a hole through my throat. He even dipped his dick in some of the blood from my throbbing asshole and made me suck it all off. Fuck I am going to miss all of our good times. Maybe one day he will want me back, If I am not already dead from whoever has bought me.













