A taboo phone sex slut can get herself into all kinds of trouble. Sometimes, I think with my pussy and that often leads to disaster. I hooked up with a guy last night. I met him in a fetish club. He was so handsome. Tall with big hands. That usually means big cock too.I do love a big cock. We had fun at the club. He is into bondage. He just lost his slave. She moved to get away from the lifestyle. I told him I was not looking to be owned. I am a free agent. You do not go straight from shackles to being a mistress. I still like bondage and pain. I just do not want to be owned 24 /7. I still like to play at the clubs for a fix of bondage and pain, but I do not want to be a slave anymore. He seemed cool with it. We had fun in the club. I said goodbye. The next thing I realize I am tied up to a dungeon bed and I am his ass rape porn star. He drugged my drink and kidnapped me. When I woke up, his hand was on my throat and his cock was buried in my ass. I glanced around the room. It was a prison. No windows. Cement walls. I was not sure if I was in his house or some dungeon. I did know that this guy could kill me and make my body disappear. I had to be careful how I responded. I acted like what he did was the hottest thing ever. He did not buy it. He slapped my face and told me he was impervious to my games. He fucked me until I passed out from exhaustion. I was still tied up on a BDSM bed when I came too but I was all alone. I think I have been kidnapped for a snuff porn.
Category: Bondage phone sex
The Taboo Phone Sex Life
Killer Uncle’s Accomplice
My uncle was a sadistic fuck and taught me how to be one. Living in a rural area you were able to get away with anything and he did. He made me his accomplice when it came to picking up young lot lizards.
Once he drove them to an abandoned farm, he knocked them out with anything he had in his hand or even his fist. He would force me to help him tie them up. He loved scaring them with his knives, gracing their naked bodies with the knife and his hard cock. I saw my uncle choke them with his fat hard cock until they threw up or stop breathing, he fucked them and used them to cum even if they stopped moving. One time he chocked the slut too hard she didn’t even get to suck his cock, so he stuck his fat dick in her asshole fucking her until her limp body shit itself. My uncle is a hunter, so he knew how to gut them like pigs. Once he got rid of any human looking parts, he would then have a big barbeque for the town. No one knows the secret to his food but me.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Calls Mean Anal Pain for Me
Medical fetish phone sex calls scare me. Anytime, anyone asks me what my medical fetish is, I go mute. I do not want to say I am into rough anal. I mean I do love a hardcore ass fucking, but most guys are more brutal than I could even imagine with my ass. My stepson has a private client who loves medical fetish flicks. He wants an asshole prolaplsed to the point you can put a zip tie on it and make the anus look like a pacifier. No thank you. But it is not like I have a choice. I wanted to spend Father’s day with my husband and my sons, but I was summoned. I had to lie to my family about where I needed to go in the middle of our celebration. I love my family, but my stepson controls me with blackmail and cocaine. I told him I did not have much time that I could be gone. I threatened him but I cannot back it up. I can never back it up. I am too afraid of losing my cushy life. I am just a perpetual fuck up. Everything was set up for a quick snuff porn, but I dreaded this. I saw the stirrups, speculum, the Ben-Gay and the zip ties. This was going to hurt. I sat in a gyno chair with my legs spread. He used a baseball bat to pull my asshole inside out. He put a zip tie on it, followed by some Ben-Gay. My eyes were burning but not like my prolapsed asshole. Hot damn, I was in pain. I was crying. A hardcore ass fucking is one thing. I can handle that. This was anal torture. I was bleeding. I could feel it. My stepson had the camera rolling. It was a live stream for his client. I would have said, who gets off on this kind of anal abuse, but I know plenty of you do. Anal torture sex keeps my phones ringing, but this was not a fantasy call. This was abuse. When I was allowed to leave, I could not sit to drive home. My asshole was still protruding out. Just another day in the life of a druggy whore.
Kidnapped for Snuff Movies
I was kidnapped for snuff movies. Didn’t this dude realize I am no longer some submissive whore? My car broke down on the side of the road. I think it over heated. The temps outside are scalding hot and my old beater could not keep up. I hitched a ride with a trucker. I mean he looked harmless. Perhaps he was or perhaps he was working with someone. He could have been blackmailed, cohered or just desperate for money. Or he could have been a sick pervert who gets off on torturing women and selling them on the black market. But I soon found myself in the fight of my life. I was bound and gagged in the back of his cab and I was not alone. There were about 20 other girls. All white and pretty. Many of them jail bait girls who looked terrified. I wanted to help us all. This was karma. This is what happens when you bring little girls to hell one at a time to buy back your own freedom. I am an accomplice phone sex partner and I have trafficked girls. This was payback from the universe. The old trucker who offered me a ride spoke English, but the wranglers who we were passed off to did not. We were stripped naked and hosed off. Men came in speaking all sorts of languages and paid for us. I was taken into a dank room for some extreme bondage and torture. My purchaser punched me, slapped me and verbally degraded me, but that was just the foreplay. He had more installed for me. He violently fucked my holes and choked me while his cock was deep inside my womb. I screamed. I cried but where I was, no one cared about a blonde whore. I was just a commodity. A piece of sold meat you get at the butcher’s. Hours turned into days and I was forced with the realization that hell is real and a torture sex death was my karma.
Bondage Phone Sex, Snuff and Dismemberment
I enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it gets too extreme for me. I have made a living off my body one way or another. I hooked on the streets for years until I was old enough to become a nude fetish model. I have always been tall. I was not always buxom, however. About 15 years ago, a fetish photographer took me under his wing. He bought me boobs. I worked them off doing shoots for him. He is retired now, but he still sends business my way. He knows a girl like me can always use money. This lead he had was for a legitimate porn studio. They needed a model with experience for a snuff porn shoot. This would be rough simulated sex and extreme bondage. The pay was too good to make me pause and really think about the legitimacy of it all. I showed up at the studio, but no one was there. I heard some sounds, so I went exploring. Bad idea. I happened upon a woman being eviscerated. No way this was staged. Not with those screams. I started to run but tripped and fell. A guy grabbed me and pulled me into the area where they were dissecting this woman like a lab frog. I was at the wrong fucking address. Flipping some numbers was about to lead to my demise. There was no saving this woman. Her entrails were on the floor, and I was slipping in her warm guts. I thought I was a dead woman, until one of the killers recognized me. He knew me from a fetish shoot. I tried to tell him I was no saint. I name dropped who I use to work for and then said I was now a very skilled accomplice phone sex partner. I told him I could do clean up or bring him more girls to mutilate and snuff. We made a deal. My life for my silence and my assistance. Just when I thought I was free, I fucking flipped some numbers and walked right into a real snuff flick.
Bloody phone sex slut
Bloody phone sex makes your cock throb. Go ahead and pull out that dick and slide it into my bloody asshole. So many guys have had their way with me and used me up. I’m not here to complain or talk about my sob story. I’m here for you and to please as you make my gaped asshole your cum aim.
Let me know that I am nothing but a gross whore and I am unlovebale. Show me that I will never be anything more than a cum dump and will be a bloody bitch for the rest of my life.
I’m going to be beaten and abused and fucked so hard that my insides feel the penetration. I’m the kind of girl you fuck over and feel no remorse about doing so.
Screams Make my Pussy Wet
I love torturing little ones with you, just hearing their screams makes my tight fucking cunt wet as hell. I love to put my huge fucking black strap on cock and slap her little face with it while she cries and pleads for me to let her go. I take my strap on while she opens her mouth to scream and shove it down her slutty pathetic mouth. I laugh as I take my cigarettes and start putting them out all over her little titties while I choke her with my strap on until she falls unconscious. I pull it out of her mouth and shove it deep in her tight fucking cunt making her wake up screaming which is just what I wanted. I take my knife while I am fucking the little whore senseless and start carving my name so that she knows who fucking owns her. I smile at you while I fuck her tight pussy watching you stroke your cock . You love watching me dominate and torture my little ones while you sit back and stroke your cock until you cum. I could tell you were getting close so I grabbed my knife and sliced her fucking whore throat watching her choke on her own blood while you cum in her fucking mouth.
Sadistic Reenactment And Torture Fuck
I’m looking forward to this year’s Halloween because last year I got to dress up as a slutty devil. I was at a very taboo party where at the end of the night we were going to have an evil reenactment show. There was a young slut tied up to a Andrew’s cross. They took turns giving her lashings and making sure she was welted. After that they took pins and pushed them through her breasts. Her screams made my pussy twitch and I wanted to try. I asked if I could join and I brought a candle with me.
I told her she was going to blow out the candle and make her last wish. I lit the candle and shove the wick side up into her cunt. They took a bag and wrapped it around her face. While her body shook i fucked her cunt with the candle as everyone watched and i didnt stop until her body went limp. I was definitely devilish that night.
Torture
We have her hung by her wrist in the basement. Such a good position she is in to get her ready for your rape fantasies isn’t she? I go downstairs and start getting her prepped to participate in our evil acts. First I stick the needle containing the drug of your choice into her fucking neck making her lash out and try to fight. Then I take my favorite knife and slowly start to carve your name into each of her arms. But I’m not done yet, I take out my cigarettes and slowly start to leave burn holes in the shape of a heart on her stomach. God her screams are making my pussy so fucking wet and she’s almost ready for you sir. I start to make little cuts all over her body and put buckets underneath of her for the blood to drain out. That’s the best part, I love that you save the blood for us to bathe in after we have abuses, tortured, fucked, and snuffed this little bitch. I tell you that she is ready and you are pleased with my work. I get to hold her legs up and watch your cock slide in and out of her tight fucking cunt. I can tell you’re about to cum so I grab on the little bitches neck and squeeze and we watch the light go out of her eyes while you cum in her fucking pussy.
Extreme Bondage Phone Sex
Sometimes bondage phone sex is just foreplay to snuff. I agreed to let this drug dealer tie me up for some pictures. He was going to pay me in cocaine. To me, that was easy money. He has a fetish site on the dark net that specializes in all kinds of kinky fetishes. He loves to use mature women as models too. My normal drug dealer hooked me up with him. When my dealer cannot handle the amount of blow, I need or he is running low on supply, I see Mario. He is this young Guido like guy. Looks more like a pimp than a pornographer. I have modeled for him. It has been rough, but not deadly. That all changed this time. When he tied me up, he brought in some men. He said we were making a gangbang rape porn. I was not really sure I wanted a bunch of men I did not know violating me, but he promised me more coke. I told myself I have done worse because I have for coke. These men were beasts. Tall and broad with monster cocks. I may be a seasoned anal whore, but those cocks were big even for my standards. I was afraid to say much more. I mean, I was bound and contorted. I was not sure I would ever walk straight again if these men fucked me. My ass got the brunt of the abuse. Two monster cocks with no lube penetrated my ass simultaneously. I am an ass rape porn star, but I had over 20 thick inches in my ass at once. I was moaning in pain, but they just fucked me harder. I covered their cocks in ass juice which is just a nice way of saying shit and they forced their dirty dicks down my throat. I did get coke, but I left my pride on the cutting room floor.