I thought we were both having fun. We had victims galore, young clueless girls who didn’t know that not all strangers were helpful and nice. They saw that I was young like them and didn’t have any reservations when I wanted to take them to a secondary location. Once we got them inside, it was over for them. We tied them up or let them run around the house. No matter what, you always ended up skinning one of them and stabbing them to death. When you would let me, I would stun them and slice their throats so they can bleed out like a pig. Now that we haven’t had any good catches lately, you have been moving your gaze towards me. You don’t care that I was your lead to find young girls. You have an urge and you need to fulfill it. That’s why I’m in the chair where I have tied countless girls before, scared to see whether you will skin my face or my tits first.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Bondage Phone Sex Can Get Kinky and Painful with Me
Bondage phone sex can get kinky with me. I am a submissive milf and a druggy whore. When I saw what this dude was paying for a few hours of bondage, I jumped at the chance to be his model. I know better. It is not that I do not think about the possible consequences. It is that my need for coke supersedes all reason. I called the number in the ad, and I was on a set an hour later. I have done a lot of bondage porn in my life. I figured I’d be tied up uncomfortably for a few hours, but I would have money for coke. I am a taboo phone sex whore. Bondage is not even close to the worst thing I have done for coke. I showed up at the warehouse and heard screams. That should have been my red flag, but I assumed someone was making a snuff movie. Turned out this was some Hostel fucking shit. Have you ever seen that film? Folks with money pay to explore their perversions on folks without money. For the right price, you can buy whatever you want, even another human being. I was ushered into a room where I waited what seemed like an eternity for some masked man to enter. Now, I was saying, “Oh, shit.” This man did not pay for bondage. He paid for snuff and torture. I was just the product that was bought and sold. I was tied to a spreader bar with a ball gag in my mouth while some psychopath in a mask practiced his torture sex techniques on me. He pulled my finger and toe nails off with pliers. He fucked my pee hole. He shoved a baseball bat up my ass. He burned my flesh with a cigarette. He put bleach in my asshole. The money was not worth the pain. It never is yet I keep doing stupid shit to get high. When will I ever learn?
Domination Phone Sex with a Sexy, Deviant Switch
As a sexy, deviant switch, I sometimes crave domination phone sex. I can be your accomplice too. I love to help men explore their rape fantasies for young girls. But I like a little pain occasionally too. I went looking for trouble the other night. I got on Fet Life and looked for some playmates. I found a hot couple who lived near me who wanted to play with a hot busty blonde. I went to their house. I knew it was a risk. It was not my first rodeo. I had a knife and pepper spray with me. I have learned that when you travel in my circles, you need to be prepared. Things are not always as they appear. One moment you are having rough sex, the next moment you are a snuff porn star.
Turns out, I was prepared for nothing. This couple was harmless. Okay, not harmless, but they were not murderers. They were into slave training, however. The man had a beautiful cock, so I was willing to endure some pain to ride that big cock. While I was worshiping his asshole, his sexy bitch wife whipped my back and ass. I was determined to show this this man that I was a hotter bitch than his wife. I did not say that out loud, however, because that is how you get yourself killed. She pegged my ass too while I sucked her husband’s throbbing cock. The more he moaned, the harder she fucked my ass. She was jealous. That was the reaction I was hoping for. Jealousy makes women fuck me harder, whip me harder, do everything harder. I am a pain slut, and I was craving it.
She turned me into her ass rape porn star. She ravaged my ass with a 10-inch dildo. She grabbed my tits too with her long red claws as I fucked her hubby. I had two cocks of sorts inside me a once. He came inside me, and she licked it out of me. She was greedy for her husband’s seed. I still have a sore asshole and some bruising, but I am a pain slut and I got just what I needed that night.
Knife Play Phone Sex: My Brother’s Fetish…
My brother is the one who got me addicted to knife play phone sex and stocking fucking! My brother has a thing for my stocking covered cunny and I know that’s what started my knife play phone sex fascination. He always found a way to get me alone after church to molest my little twat by sticking his hand in my stockings. Mom and dad would be busy talking with church elders and he would be busy fingering me between my stockings and my cotton panties. After mom died and daddy started abusing me, my brother started getting more and more like daddy. He would tell me to sleep in my stockings so he could come in at night and fondle my bald twat, sometimes even sliding his favorite knife against my throat. My brother’s cock would be rock hard against my hose covered ass; I could tell he loved feeling the texture against his naked cock.
One night when I thought I was alone, he came in my room with his knife in hand. I was petrified by the evil in his eyes, I knew I was in for torture sex. My brother took his favorite knife and slit a hole in my stockings, before I could scream, he slid his cock in me. I knew all the stocking play was leading to this, him force fucking my holes and letting his cum leak out into my nude pantyhose. My brother is the reason I’m addicted to knife play phone sex that eventually turns into bloody phone sex full of ass rape porn.
Your Bitch ass is mine!
On your knees
I want you on your knees, Begging and pleading for my permission to touch that pathetic, leaky cock. You did this to yourself, you called me for Domination phone sex, and now you have to live with the consequences of your sluttiness.
I own that man Pussy.
I plan on exploring every part of your body, you belong to me and I will absolutely use you for my pleasure and for my amusement. This is a no holes barred situation so don’t even think about trying to wiggle away while I play with your man pussy.
Let the using commence.
I may decide to tie you up, spank you, Beat you with a cane. It really all depends on my mood de jour. I have been known to be a bit Bi polar lol. There is one thing that I know for sure and that is that no matter how hard I use you, You will come back for more.
Bondage phone sex makes the highest bidder excited
I want to be tied up in some hardcore bondage phone sex. I only serve one purpose and that’s to satisfy my master, he loves it when I play victim to his sadistic mind games and am under his complete control. My body is here for him to use and abuse it as he pleases. My master will sell me to you, for a fair price if you need a sex slave. I am sold to the highest bidder, and you can do whatever you like with me for a full night. You look at my hot sexy body and you know exactly what you want to do with me. You decide you want some strangulation phone sex. I am tied down with some rope and a ball gag in my mouth, waiting for you to give me your worst. You invite your friends over and you have all of them fucking me, showing off your shiny new you. I take a huge cock down my throat, and you hold my nose closed as I am being face fucked and you put your hands around my neck and squeeze while laughing at me. I try to protest, but you don’t let go. You see my face go from red to purple to blue before you decide to let go. Your friend pulls his cock out of my mouth as I gasp for air. You start to record me with my ass in the air so you can use it for a good fucking along with some snuff porn. You tie me up and keep me held down. My ass is savagely fucked from behind and you put your hands over my mouth so no one can hear my screams as you shove the camera in my face and tell me to smile.
Snuff Phone Sex Keeps Me Busy and On My Toes
Snuff phone sex keeps me busy. I am almost always the victim. I like that role. It suits me best. Most days I am so drugged up that I have no clue what is going on. The other day, I had an offer I could not refuse. I answered an ad on the dark net. Some random guy needed a milf for a special occasion. I had no clue what he wanted but I needed money. I used some of the mortgage money to buy coke. I had to get the money back in the joint account I share with my husband before he noticed. When I arrived at the address the guy gave me over the phone, I was surprised at what I found.
This guy was ready for something straight out of a fantasy phone sex call. He had a dungeon, but not for me. It was all for him. He wanted a dominatrix to be mean and rough with him. He was younger than me by about 15 years. He was naked when he opened the door expect for the dog collar around his next. His money would spend just as well as anyone’s money, right? I explored his dungeon and found a huge dildo. I decided I would use it with the strap on apparatus I saw hanging on the wall. My man was swirling with ideas. First though, I whipped him a few times. I spanked his bare ass with my hand and a paddle. I kept telling him he was a naughty boy and he was loving it.
I am not a dominatrix. I am a submissive whore. But for the right price, I will be anything you want. I was enjoying my BDSM time with this guy. Mommy punished him with some CBT fun too. I stepped on his little wee wee. I made him my ass rape porn star too. I did have a huge dildo that gaped his asshole wide. What a loser. He had an okay cock, but not huge. I have been whipped and beaten enough times to know how to give it back. I gave him just what he wanted. And got just what I needed.
My Stalker Wanted Accomplice Phone Sex…
I remember having goth teen phone sex in college; I was addicted to torture sex so I was flirting with the idea of becoming a sadistic accomplice phone sex slut. I had many followers but I attracted a stalker not too long after embracing my dark side, I could feel him following me around but I never let on that I knew because I wanted to have some fun with him. I’m not the vulnerable victim type, I didn’t call for help or confront him, I simply let him follow me all over until he made a mistake. There he was in my apartment; I got the drop on him by coming home early; he had been tracking me for months so he knew I wasn’t supposed to be there but what he didn’t know was that I chose today to make him pay.
He was digging around in my panty drawer when I stepped out from by position pointing my hand gun at him. He looked truly mortified that I had discovered him, I asked him why he had been stalking me for months. His answer? He had done a call with me before and wanted me to be his real-life accomplice phone sex whore! He said wanted me to help him make gangbang rape porn with his cheating ex-girlfriend. Of all the things I expected from my stalker, that was a pleasant surprise. My cunt throbbed immediately at the idea of aiding this pervert in his revenge fantasy. My insatiable cunt demanded that I ride my stalker’s cock as I began to plan my first home invasion phone sex gangbang rape porn scene!
I Don’t Really Have a Choice
Now, would I rather be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down?
That is always the problem with some choices: they can be impossible. No one wins except for the person who requires the answer. That is the predicament I am in. My captor has been torturing me for hours, making me choose what tortures I would rather have, telling me that he may allow me to escape with what little I have left. As of this point, I do not know if I want to live anymore. I chose to chop off two of my toes rather than two of my fingers. He asked me if I would rather have my ass mutilated with a knife or my pussy, and chose my pussy. My pussy is now a bloody mess with shreds of skin hanging off my pelvis. Now, he wants to know if I want to be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down. I say take me now and destroy my brains. I should have known he would never let me go.
Teen rape porn is what he loves
My last favorite fuck buddy loved Teen rape porn. The way these young sluts were tied up and fucked on the screen always made his cock hard. I decided to make it real for him. I told him I know a young teen whore in the neighborhood who is always left alone at night when she sleeps. When we got there it was easy to break in. We had gotten something to knock her out, you just have to put it on a rag. I put the rag to her face and her teeny body went limp. It was easy to cover her up and get her to my place without anyone noticing. We undressed her and tied her up, my boyfriend was hard and drooling at the mouth from the sight of it. I told him to smell her cunt and lick it and he dove right into her bald cunty. This woke her up a bit so i wrapped my hands around her neck and squeezed hard, i made sure not to stop until she passed out. I held her legs open and he rammed his cock hard into her little pussy hard. He told me to pull out the camera and film it and zoom into her asshole. He wanted to make Ass rape porn with this young whore. He pulled his wet bloody cock out her cunt and quickly shoved it into her ass. She woke up screaming but I just punched her in the face and knocked her out again. We didn’t stop until her body was limp, all we had to do was put her back where we found her since she didn’t see our faces not one time.