I do bondage phone sex daily. You would think I would be extremely good at bondage. I am a good submissive, but the other night, the bondage was torture. I pissed off a drug dealer. I was supposed to sell a few bricks of heroin for him. In exchange for some coke, I was given instructions to sell all the heroin first. I was strung out, desperate. I needed the coke then, so I traded the bricks for coke. He never should have trusted an addict with that much product. It was like an episode of Law and Order. He had one of his thugs kidnap me and toss me in his dungeon. I tried to act like I had been mugged, but he knew I was high. He talked to a few guys on the street and knew what I did. Torture sex was in order as my punishment. He suspended me from the ceiling with my legs stretched out like I was doing the splits in the air. The position alone was torture. Beneath me was a rod with a ball on top. No ordinary ball, but a vibrating egg. Attached to the egg were razor blades. He pulled my ropes that kept me suspended hovering over the torture device so my pussy plunged on it. I felt the skin from inside of my pussy slicing. Blood tricked to the ground. I knew when he turned on his torture sex toy, my pussy would look like raw meat. I begged and pleaded for mercy. I even tried to barter for my life by saying I would be his sex slave for eternity. I tried to convince him to pimp me out to recuperate the money I stole from him. He just smiled as he turned on the vibrating egg of razor blades and said, “No one wants to fuck an old whore pussy.” I passed out from the pain; woke up with a pool of blood beneath me and a ruined pussy.
Category: Bondage phone sex
The Clothes Iron
My man says he found a very important client for me to entertainment. He even got my hair done and brought me a new dress. As we were driving over to this “new client” he warned me to make this man very happy. When we finally arrived the client was waiting on the front porch. His name was Tony and he was an older gentleman. He had kind eyes but I would find out later that was just a mask hiding pure evil.
After my man got an envelope full of cash, he left me with this stranger. Tony told me to follow him down into his basement. This basement was a real-life torture chamber and I was scared. He chained me against a wall and plugged in a clothes iron. He told me that he had paid a lot of money to hurt me but he would scar my face. He pressed that hot iron to the inside of thighs and I cried out in pain. He touched that hot iron to my skin over and over again. I could see that his cock was rock hard, causing pain turned him on. He took out a clothespin from his pocket and clamped it to my clit. The pain was unbearable and I started screaming for him to please remove it. A wet cum stain appeared on his crotch. This was going to be a long painful weekend.
Extreme Bondage Phone Sex Slave
Bondage phone sex to the extreme is one of the many things I do. I am a submissive slut, but I am not the 50 Shades of Gray kind of BDSM girl. That is so tame in comparison to my life. I have a master who is a far cry from Mr. Gray. He is more like Freddy Krueger or Jason Vohrees if they were real and owned bitches. He had me chained in his basement dungeon for days. I was deprived heat and water, even food. I had no potty breaks which meant I was shitting and pissing where I was chained up. I was on the rag too, but I was not even given basic sanitary protection. I knelt in my own piss, shit and blood for several days until he decided he wanted to play with his dirty pet. I was relived when I heard the footsteps coming down the stairs, but it was short lived. He had a friend with him. One with four legs and a big slimy red rocket. I was made to suck it before he would even grant me one wish. After I downed man’s best friend’s nasty spunk, I begged to clean myself up. He just laughed at me and had his friend piss on me. No wish was granted. He came downstairs to have some nasty fun with his play thing. He had a dildo made of glass to penetrate my fuck holes, but before he fucked his slave, he smashed the dildo, so he was fucking me with broken glass. He is a sub’s worst nightmare. He likes to shred flesh, scar a whore. He told me I was too pretty with too perfect holes to be his slave, so he ruined me. He tore my cunt from the inside out, my ass too then he tied me back up. He said he had a surprise for me later. I think I would rather die.
Slice my tits and ravage my cunt
It makes my cunt so wet to feel Master’s hard cock through his pants, I know that he is getting ready to completely ravage my fuck holes and have his nasty way with me, in every way possible! He loves to have bondage phone sex so he wraps me up tightly in his thick rope, making sure it pierces into my skin, leaving marks and welts on me from head to toe. He spreads open my slutty legs wide and ravages my cunt with his cock, making me scream and moan as he shoves a sharp and splintered broom stick into my asshole, fucking me deep. I can’t stand or kneel, i’m so weak from being taking advantage of in such a violent manner. My nipples are extremely sensitive and Master knows it, that’s why he loves playing with them in such a torturous manner all the time. He takes his sharp pocket knife and starts slicing away at my skin, causing blood to gush out and splatter all over. He rips my tits off and sticks his tongue in my open wounds, licking all around and tasting my scrumptious blood and tissues. I was thrown to the ground, still tied up and helpless and he kicked my chest, beating my tits and bashing them in, causing me even more pain and agony. His dick only got harder the more torture that he inflicted on me, just like how I deserved.
Ass Rape Porn at the Dirty Bookstore
I went to the dirty bookstore looking for ass rape porn movies. I was not planning on making one. I was ordered by him to go to the dirtiest bookstore in town. The one where all the truckers hang out for some glory hole action. He knew what was waiting for me there because he planned it. He wanted me to be used by truckers. He takes pleasure in my pain and humiliation. When I walked into the store, I heard a man say, “There is the ginger whore.” I felt a pit in my stomach because I knew I walked into a trap. I walked slowly toward the anal sex videos. That is when a bunch of truckers grabbed me and pinned me to the table. They ripped my clothes off with a fervor. My hands were tied behind my back and my ankles bound. They looked a like a pack of hungry vultures waiting for their dinner to die. Rough, strong hands pulled my hair and yanked on my limbs until I was spread eagle. Fists went into my cunt and ass. One of those industrial sized massagers was on my clit sending me into such powerful orgasms that I was in pain. I knew better than to fight. He has no problem disposing of rebellious whores. I tried to picture a beach or some happy place while they ravaged my fuck holes like starving beasts. It was torture sex, but I never get pleasure sex. These truckers were some cruel fucks too. They not only used their fists and cocks on my ass, but they opened every huge sex toy in the place and tried it out on my ass like I was some sort of blow up doll. A blow up doll wouldn’t bleed or shit all over the place from the abuse, however. I barely crawled out of the store before I got to my car and passed out.
Plastic Sex Doll
I don’t know how long I’ve been here at the gangsters trap house. I’m in a room on a dirty mattress that’s laying on the floor. The windows are covered with foil and I don’t know if it’s day or night. All of my holes are swollen and sore. And the only thing I’ve had to eat and drink is semen. It’s gotten to the point where I look forward to sucking cock, just to have something in my stomach. I’ve been fucked by so many thugs that I’ve lost count. Everytime the door opens I hope it’s my old man, but it’s never him. These thugs treat me like a plastic sex doll. I have crusty semen stains all over my body and I feel so dirty. Someone, please rescue me! The door is opening and I try to act like I’m sleeping. But the thug kicks the mattress and pulls my hair to wake me. I know the routine, I suck his cock until he cums.
Limits
I was telling my girlfriend that all men have a evil sadistic streak in them. You just need to know what the triggers are to get them to beat the fuck out of you. And it is so easy to find those triggers, then taunt and tease until you are at your boiling point. She said she had this guy friend passive as fuck. And there was no way I would be able to push him enough for him to hit me at all. Well folks challenged accepted. She brought her friend over and I could tell he was shy right away but I immediately started in on him. Getting in his face and asking him questions until I heard the tension in his voice. Once I knew what it was then I kept at him. He yelled at me a few times to shut up but I ignored him. And then I got nasty like he was being the bastard. And got real close to his face and asked him wtf was he gonna do about it. He stared at me for a second and then bitched slapped me hard enough to bring me to the ground. I laughed as I had one the bet. But I was not done yet. Now I need his cock and cum.
Violent Phone Sex with Kali
I’m so excited that you have agreed to be my master. It’s something I have wanted for a very long time. I’ve been desiring a man who can really snuff me out over and over again, using me like his perfect rag doll to take extensive beatings and dark play. Pick me up and toss me around. Kick my teeth out so I can’t bite down as I am force fed your dick until I choke out. Pop out one of my eyeballs and slam your cock into my eye socket, fucking me blind. I’m all yours to be as violent as you’d like with. I won’t even dare complain. It’s all about your pleasure and fulfilling your darkest fantasies with me. I only exist to be your fuck toy. No one will even notice if I go miss too, that the best part- if you really know what I mean. Let’s start our dark play snuffy fantasies soon. I’m ready to be your experiment.
Torture Sex: Death by Roman Crucifixion
Torture sex was how I died. He was my executioner. I had been sentenced to die by a judge, but this was no ordinary prison. This was an experimental prison exploring new forms of torture and death for women like me. My executioner had been exploring death by Roman crucifixion. Do you know how painful that is? It is a gruesome and painful way to die. Before he nailed me to the cross, however, he whipped me over a hundred times. Both sides of my body were battered and bleeding from the lashes of his whip before he nailed me to the cross with outstretched arms and legs. I didn’t look peaceful nailed to the cross like Jesus. Did you know they don’t nail you by the hands and feet? He drove 6 inch nails into my wrists and my ankles. My entire body weight was being supported by my nailed limbs, which but a strain on my rib cage thus making it torture to just breathe. I couldn’t take in a full breath. I didn’t die of exposure or pain; I died of asphyxiation. I could feel my battered and bloodied body turning blue from lack of oxygen. I could feel myself getting weak. I thought I would be on that cross for days, but it was more like hours. My executioner stood watching me die, aroused. It was like he was looking at a work of art, not a dying woman. I deserved my death, but even as a pain slut, my executioner enjoyed my capital punishment more than me.
New Year’s Eve Ass Rape Porn Tradition
What are you doing for New Year’s Eve? I am making an ass rape porn movie. It is a New Year’s tradition in my family. My stepson, who hates me, has a party every year to ring in the New Year. I am always the hostess with the mostest. His friends and him got so fucked up last year that they showed me no mercy. I needed medical treatment the next day for a prolapsed ass. I have no doubt that this year will be no different. Do you want to know what they did to me while ringing in 2017? I wish it was just a simple gangbang rape porn. I can handle more cock in my fuck holes than you could guess. But I got far more up my ass than cock. They sodomized me with champagne bottles. They didn’t fuck me with the long neck part of the bottle either. They used the fat end. Their idea of lube too was the Jalapeno spinach dip. One of my stepson’s friends lubed up the wide part of the bottle with hot pepper dip. Several of them crammed the bottle up my ass. I was tied up with a ball gag, so I wouldn’t scream too loudly nor attempt to get away. My ass was ruined. I was gapped open; bleeding and I even shit everywhere. The Jalapeno dip burned my ass. I was crying, begging for some compassion, but I got nada. All I got was spit, shit, piss, blood and cum. And, a whole lot of pain and laughter at my discomfort. I am not looking forward to this New Year’s Eve. In preparation, however, I am going to do a fuck ton of blow and give myself an enema. I have no doubt they will be more sadistic this year.