Category: Bondage phone sex

Snuff Sex Date

snuff sexSnuff sex is all I am good for. He made that abundantly clear the other night. We met on Tinder. He wanted a submissive whore to fuck. I was hoping for bondage, maybe some light BDSM fun. That shit was too vanilla for him. Not what he wanted at all. He wanted to hurt me. He tied me up with my own rope in my own bedroom and whipped me. He was a lifestyle S and Mer. He brought his whips and chains and other BDSM equipment. I was not getting the Fifty Shades of Gray treatment I was in the mood for. I was getting the Saw torture porn treatment. He cut and burned my flesh. I screamed bloody murder. That made him harder. I was scared. He pierced my nipples and my clit with a long needle. Torture sex got him off. Not what I signed up for, at least not that night. I was not sure if I was going to live or die. I was bleeding. I was battered. I was defeated. He left me tied up and in pain until a neighbor rescued me. Never again will I do Tinder. 

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Murder phone sex“Don’t make a fucking sound or I will slit your throat bitch.” He digs the knife in deeper, as he starts to pull down my panties and the rest of my clothing. I really was just playing the victim in Murder phone sex Fantasies, and all of a sudden he was actually here! I had no idea, and now I have a feeling about what is going to happen. He gets me naked and takes me to my room, locking the door behind him and with a bag in his hands. He pushes me onto the ground on my hands and knees and ties them together. He uses a device to spread my legs and keep them spread. I am whining now and starting to beg, but this only pisses him off more. He comes up to me and cuts some of my hair off and shoves it into my mouth telling me to shut the fuck up. He proceeds to fuck my cunt and ass over and over as he uses a cord to choke me till I blackout. I always wake up to him forcing his cock down my throat, and I am sure this is how I am going to die. He is fucking me and I am screaming bloody murder as he says “shut the fuck up bitch, you wanna fucking die you, damn whore?” And this time he wraps the cord around my neck harder than ever before. He is screaming as he fucks me and as I lose consciousness. I can only hear him say “die whore, die whore” over and over.

Snuff Phone Sex Submissive For Punishment

It’s just the way I am, a very submissive snuff phone sex whore. I will have Master’s get sick of me and my slutty ways of misbehaving. These Master’s are always throwing me to the pack to let them destroy me, once he’s had enough. My last Master gathered up some of the most brutal bikers to really take care of me. They ravished and destroyed my perfect pussy. These brutes tied me up and took turns beating me and shoving their cocks down my throat to use me as a urinal. You know how much that beer loaded salty piss burns when is hits an open wound? Well I sure found out when my pussy and ass were ripped, gaped, and prolapsed. There were like 25 of these brutes and they pissed all over me calling me a filthy whore after I was already beat, cum oozing out of my orifices and glazed all over my bloody body. Their cum was so fucking salty that it stung even more than that piss.

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Late Last Night

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You came home extremely late last night. You must’ve been out drinking with some colleagues again. I heard the car pull up so I decided to pretend to be asleep when you walked into my bedroom. I was intentionally wearing something lacy and something white because you just love seeing me in something that represents purity when you have plans to brutalize and torture me! It pleases me to be your victim. I felt you tying my hands behind my back, as well as my ankles. This is when I decided to begin to “wake up” and struggle. I could feel your cock get hard immediately as you were pressed up against me. Boy do you love it when I put up a fight. At this point you covered my mouth and I began to scream and gasp. Your cock is throbbing now! And I’ll be honest, my pussy us pulsing and dripping. I love that I never know just what you’ll do next. You picked me up and carried me into the kitchen, sat me down in the chair sitting right there in the middle of it. This is where you turned on the stove and started heating up a rather sharp knife. You never even break eye contact with me when you’re putting on this display of preparation. You love that fear of look in my eyes. Do you remember what happened next?

 

Ass rape porn black hoe

ass rape pornAss rape porn is how it started. This white guy I was dating would always watch it. I kept catching him watching it. I was upset at first, I wondered if the only reason he was with me was to force fuck a black ass. Then one night in bed when we were cuddling as usual I felt his hand running up against my cheeks.

Before long his finger was sliding in my ass. I’d never done anal before. I thought it was gross and dirty. So even is little finger hurt. By that point I was resolute that I wanted no part in it. I told him to stop and he removed his finger.

Then without saying a word he grabbed the lube we kept in the nightstand and rubbed it on himself. I knew exactly what he intended to do. This ass hole was going to rape my ass just like on his ass porn videos.

He rolled me on my stomach and filled me up ripping me and ravaging me. He buried my face in a pillow to muffle my screams. At first I thought I’d never forgive him. And then I came.

Taboo Phone Sex Ghost Story

taboo phone sexI have a taboo phone sex story to share that is appropriate for Halloween. My own Blair Witch story. My stepson kidnapped me the other night. I was asleep in bed and he snatched me up and took me to this abandoned house with a history of hauntings. I was not sure if it was urban legend or not, but I didn’t want to find out if it was truth or fiction. He said he would win money if I stayed in the haunted house all night. Fuck that shit, I told him, and I tried to get out. He was not alone. His friends grabbed me and used restraints to force me to stay. I was bound to a chair in an abandoned creepy house. They joked that I was going to be the ass rape porn star of a ghost or demon. I almost pissed myself. I knew they had cameras set up, but I had hoped they would stay. I was scared. This house was the scene of a brutal family murder decades ago. The house could never be sold because of its murderous history and today it’s a dilapidated scary house right out of a horror movie.

ass rape pornThey left me there. I tried to think of other things as the time passed, but I was shaking. I felt weird things like hot and cold air. I swore it felt like someone was groping me, but I saw no one. Then, I knew I was not crazy. Hands were around my throat choking me. I saw no one.  I felt a presence, however. A strong demonic presence. Something entered me. My body shook and convulsed from a violent fuck, but no one was visible. No one was in the house.  If my stepson was punking me, I didn’t know how he was doing it. For hours I was ravaged by an unknown presence. Ghost fucked. Demon fucked. I didn’t know what, but I was fucked. As soon as the sun rose, the presence was gone. My stepson and his friends came back for me. I was chained as they left me, but I was covered in bruises and cuts. They played back the video and saw me thrashing about as I was being assaulted. I was not crazy. I was part of my stepson’s private Blair Witch project. I have no idea who or what assaulted me, but I vowed I would never go near that house again.

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My Stepson’s Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornAss rape porn is all he watches. He would be my stepson. He gets high and watches violent porn. Since he hates me, I am always the object of his anger. If not a punching bag, my asshole is getting the brunt of everything. That was the case last night. My husband asked me to bring his son a check. My son gets an allowance from daddy because he is a loser who can’t keep a job. I know I am hardly one to talk. I am a druggy whore. But at least I have a job. I know being a taboo phone sex whore is not a job to many, but I don’t need an allowance from daddy. I didn’t want to go because I knew the outcome would not be good for me. It never is when I must encounter him. I tried to slip it under his door, but he heard me. While I was bent over, he opened the door and yanked my arm, putting me off balance. I fell. He tied me up like a beach ball and force fucked my ass for hours. I had no choice in the matter. With him, fighting never goes my way. I don’t think there is anyone who hates me more in this world than my stepson.

Ass Rape porn For you and Your Family

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This snuff whore never works alone. I saw you and your beautiful wife and brats and knew you would be perfect for my red room ass rape porn. The dark of night me and my burly escorts broke in and kidnapped you, the wife and those sweet girls. The struggle and the muffled screams aroused me to no end. The chloroform worked great and I left you awake so you could see how I tied them up and had them carried out to the van. You were hard through your pj pants and I laughed at you. I knew you were demented like me. I loved the brat porn I found on my trace through the house earlier in the day. Now, your daughters and wife are laid out ass up on steel slabs awaiting the big dicked men to use those asses for me on camera. They are awake and the screams have me jumping on your cock to satisfy my young evil pussy. You are thrown on the floor after I get my pussy filled with cum so your ass is prolapsed on camera as well.

Black Pain Slut Needs To Be Punished

taboo phone sexBlack pain slut craves to be used. I’ve seen you watching me. I’ve been teasing you for weeks. Coming outside in my underwear to check the mail. Leaving the house on weekends in skimpy dresses with no panties on and bending over in clear view of your window so you get the perfect view of my tight juicy black ass.

I leave my window open and get undressed in front of my living room window for you and all the neighbors to see. Does that make you jealous? That I’m showing off your ass and pussy to the world? Then maybe you should come claim it and punish me. Use your pathetic black pain slut. Make me scream. Make me regret it. Punish me.

You want to show me what that type of behavior gets me in life. I can feel how angry it makes you seeing my black slutty ass flaunting around town. Use your anger. Release it inside me.
One night after I stumble in and pass out on my living room couch in a short red dress with no panties on underneath as usual you sneak in.

My door is unlocked. You see me laying there vulnerable and passed out. I’ve been begging for it for so long taunting you and teasing you.

What are you gonna do about it?

Bondage Phone Sex and Torture

bondage phone sexWhen you are a coke head, bondage phone sex is one of the many things you do for a fix. He told me he would trade coke for bondage pictures. It didn’t sound like a bad choice. I told myself it was art. I was simply posing for some photos and saving the guy money. I work for coke. Anyone who knows me, knows that. I arrived on the set ready to be tied up. Nothing could have prepared me for this bondage shoot. I was tied up tightly and suspended in the air. I was not suspended with rope, however. He inserted a meat hook in my ass and hoisted me up 20 feet off the ground. My ass was holding me up. If I farted, I could have dislodged the hook and fell twenty feet headfirst on a concrete floor. My ass was being stretched. It was tearing and bleeding. I was in so much pain with likely medical grade injuries. I screamed to be let down. I was even saying fuck the coke. I was choosing my life over coke. Wow. That had never happened before. It didn’t matter, the photographer only cared about getting some hot pictures and ruining my asshole. I looked underneath me and could see the pool of blood collecting. It was my blood dripping out of my ass like a BDSM ass rape porn star. He spun me around like I was spinning on a cock not a meat hook. When he got all the pictures he wanted, he tossed me some coke and told me to get lost. One and done. He didn’t fuck me. Other than binding me up, he never touched me. He said I was just another dumb junkie willing to do anything for a fix. I guess he was right.