Category: Domination phone sex

I just want to strangle you

strangulation phone sex

I just had a call for strangulation phone sex. He wanted to know how long my neck was and if I had even been choked before. I answered that my neck was 4 inches and that I liked to be choked during sex. He chuckled kind of darkly and said that they would some of both. He had me come and sit down in a chair that he had prepared in the middle of the room. I did as I was told and he tied my body to the chair. He then placed a ball gag into my mouth so that I couldn’t start screaming for help. He stepped behind me and I could hear him making some noise and I was curious and also a little scared. I felt his hands gently come around my neck and caress it for a few minutes before he placed his arm around my neck and start squeezing. I was trying to thrash some as I began to see black spots but he didn’t let up. My vision was darkening when he let go finally. I was breathing pretty heavy and crying when he told me to get as much air as I could in this small amount of time. He then brought a noose down from the rafters above and placed it around my neck. As he was pulling the other end of the rope to tighten the noose he removed my gag telling me that he wanted to hear me struggle for air as it turned him on. As the rope got tighter I started choking and gagging. My face was burning and I was crying. He finally just tied the rope off and let me hang there for a few minutes before he came over, cut my clothes off and fucked me until he came. He then caressed my face and said that I had served my purpose and he walked away and turned the light off as I sat there hanging.

Fantasy Phone Sex Force Fucking Mommy

fantasy phone sexI enjoy fantasy phone sex calls. That is why I am on a snuff site. I have no taboos. If you think you are too extreme; I will likely tell you to kick it up a notch. I enjoy all taboo fantasies. The more creative and violent, the hornier I get. Pain slut, submissive whore, druggy whore, sex slave, torture doll… all are names to describe me. I am a dirty slut and a nasty freak. So, when he told me he had naughty fantasies about force fucking his mother, I knew he was in the right place. The scene was that mommy was putting up the tree and holiday decorations. She had on a conservative nightgown, but it was obvious mommy had no bra on because her nipples were erect. That was the clue in his mind that mommy needed fucked. As I was bent over putting lights on the tree, my boy grabbed me hard. He pulled up my nightgown and tore my panties off my body. Despite my protests, my son explored his rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. He rammed his cock in my pussy bareback. I was screaming for him to stop. I mean he was my son, and I could get pregnant. He did not like that I was fighting him. He slammed me down on the floor and fucked my ass until I cried. I was bleeding and barely able to crawl. After he nutted, he made me suck his cock clean. It was covered in mommy’s blood and feces. I was gagging as I sucked the mess off my son’s cock. He was so mean to mommy. He hurt mommy. He enjoyed hurting mommy too. His fantasy was not that different from my own experiences with my stepson. Sometimes my calls imitate my life.

Snuff Sex Severance

snuff sexIt was a snuff sex party. I have been temping at this office for a few months. Not many folks in the office because of Covid, but a guy I know from the strip club offered me the job. He said I just had to look pretty and answer phones. Seemed easy enough. I got invited to the holiday party. When I arrived, I realized I was the only woman. Now, in the office I am the only girl, but the company employs many women. I knew many were choosing to work from home, but still expected to see some females at the party. Turned out it was not really a party at all. It was just an excuse to turn the office bimbo into a gangbang rape porn star. My eggnog was spiked with something because I got disoriented quickly. Next thing I knew, the guys were pawing at me and ripping my clothes off. I felt violated. The guy that I knew from the club was the ringleader. He was live streaming my gang bang. The guys contorted my body to fuck my ass. They spit and pissed on me. It was like they were working out pent up frustrations on me. I got kicked and punched too. They made fun of my fuck holes being loose, so they would put two cocks in me at once. I was foggy from being drugged but I was sure I heard dings like folks were telling them what to do to from the live stream. They used me. They degraded me. They drugged me. They sodomized me. They fucked me. They pissed on me. They filmed it all too. It was not a holiday party for me. I was not only force fucked, but I was also fired too. I was told this was my severance pay.

Beach please

killer phone sex

Who is up for some killer phone sex? I went to the beach for some fun today and I met this guy. He was so cute and sweet (lol). He carried all of my stuff from my car to the spot that I had picked out. I was wearing a new bikini and ready for some rays! He asked if I needed help with the sunblock for my back and so I handed off the bottle and he began to massage in the cream. I couldn’t help but moan as his fingers were doing something magical to my muscles. I felt a small pinch near my butt and jumped a little looking around for the culprit. My new friend just shrugged his shoulders and said that maybe it was a bug. I laid back to enjoy the sound of the waves and the warm sun. I started feeling sleepy and shrugged it off to the warm sun. I closed my eyes and when I awoke I was tied spread eagle to some posts driven into the ground. My new friend was standing over me and he laughed as he watched me struggle to get free. I begged him for help but he said that my time for help was over. I felt the cold ocean starting to lap at my feet and he told me that I had about 20 mins before high tide was in and over my head. I was crying and pleading but he took a seat up on some rocks above me to watch. The ocean was moving up my body as it was now up my legs, then up to my torso. He told me that I was sweet and that he enjoyed our time together. The water was now lapping at my chin with each wave and I knew that it wouldn’t take long before I would drown. Water was now over my mouth and nose and as I choked and drank that seawater I could only blame myself. When high tide went out he came and untied my body and left it on the beach for all the creatures to eat while he went in search of his next victim.

Submissive Slut Layla

snuff phone sexHe chokes me within an inch of my life and leaves me without food for days at a time. It’s like a game to him. He keeps me locked in a dark room and only comes in to fuck and beat on me. The sad part is that I’m starting to like it. Any time the door opens to my dungeon, my pussy begins to get wet. Today is no different.
He came in, wearing nothing but a mask over his face, cock already rock hard. He placed clamps on my nipples and chained them together, using it as a make shift leash to lead me to the center of the room. I’m scream in pain as he yanks on the chain, causing me to drop to my knees. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” he yells in response to my scream. He forces his cock all the way to the back of my throat and slaps the shit out of me when I choke. Every time I don’t do what I’m told, he yanks on my nipple clamps or slaps my face and body.
As he thrusts his cock inside me, he covers my mouth to silence my scream. “Shut the fuck up and take it”, he says forcing his cock into my little tight asshole. As he pounds me from behind, he wraps his hands around me neck and begins to tighten his grip. The harder he strokes, the tighter his grip gets around my neck until I am to the point that I can’t breathe. As he starts to moan with satisfaction, I start to lose consciousness from him choking me so hard. He has no idea, he’s getting off on me gasping for air and clawing at his hands. My fighting is just making his grasp tighter around my neck. These may be my last moments if he doesn’t cum anytime soon.

His Hot Fantasy Phone Sex Call

fantasy phone sexI love a good fantasy phone sex call. One of my favorite regulars called me today and delivered one too. A perfect roleplay for a pain slut bimbo like me. I am in a camp for frigid stuck-up bitches who deny men access to their holes. A man has the right to use me when he wants, and I should not act like I hate sex. I was singled out of the room with the other stuck-up bitches. He brought me up onto the stage so the other cunts could see my punishment. He hit me a few dozen times, which was followed with some whacks from a wooden paddle. He made me touch my cunt and it was wet. I only get aroused with pain it appeared. Once he realized I was coming out of my frigid state with pain, he grabbed a leather paddle with spikes and gave me 50 more whacks on my bare ass. The welts formed quickly. My cunt got wetter. And my punisher was not done with me yet. There was a chair, like an executioner chair, on the stage. He pushed me into it. He strapped down my arms, He shackled my ankles. I got a strap around the chest and the forehead.  Thighs and waist strapped too like I was going to be electrocuted.  I was sitting on a hole in the chair. I thought it was for when I piss myself because strapped down like that, I thought I was going to get some serious torture sex. I did get tortured; I came to death. He shoved a rabbit dildo up my cunt that was going warp speed. A metal bar kept it in place. Nipple clamps with heavy weights were affixed to my nipples. I had to beg to cum. Beg for my last cum. As I came, I was electrocuted. I died a stuck-up cunt with a wet pussy because I was a pain slut.

Tis The Season for Taboo Phone Sex

taboo phone sexTis the season taboo phone sex fun. The holidays are rough on a druggy whore. I find myself more desperate than usual for a fix to deal with people’s bullshit. I need more drugs, which means I need to do more shit to get those drugs. I met this dealer who made me a deal. He needed a soccer mom to lure some young girls to his place for a sex party. He told me if I could bring him at least 4 schoolgirl sluts, he would give me enough coke to last for a year. Clearly, he does not know me well. I snort about 5 times the average amount a woman my age and size would consume. If he wanted to make a teen rape porn, I did not care if it brought me that kind of coke. I worried at first how I would get that many at once. I have teen sons and they hang at the mall, so that is where I began. Turns out, the mall is a breeding ground for the girls he likes. I found four just the right age hanging outside Sephora, which is a make-up place. One of the girls had a high school jacket on and I knew a boy that went there. I acted like his mom and said he was having a party at our place and asked if they wanted to come over. This boy is popular. I took a risk that they knew his folks, but they were a few years younger, so I gambled and won. I drove four teen sluts to this dude’s house and handed them to him on a silver platter. I thought my job was done, but it was just beginning. I had to strip the girls, drug them and pre party with their fuck holes. He filmed me with a strapon fucking their tight teen holes. I had to fist their cunts too. I am not often the aggressor. It felt weird, but my eye was on the coke. I started to realize he wanted me to ruin their holes before he fucked them. He wanted to fuck their gaping bleeding fuck holes. He gave me some coke to bring out my evil phone sex side and it worked like a charm. They would never piss or shit right again. Well that is if they had survived. He fucked them for hours and made me kill them for him. The things I do for coke.

I Made Them Drown Each Other

 

Kidnapping Phone Sex

Ice fishing is something my Daddy taught me all about, besides sucking cock and being the perfect huntress; how to cut a hole, and how to seal one up. Well, I’ve found I have an overabundance of worthless breathing bodies in my underground playground, and I’ve decided to be a sick and twisted sadistic bitch in getting rid of these fucking people. I’m going to shuffle them out, three by three, across the ice in the dead of night; there’s no one around here on my Daddy’s neighbor’s land anyway. I figured I’d take them off family property to dispose of these fucking worthless creatures.
The neighbors are old, and never use their lake. I had them watch as I cut the hole. I told them only one would survive, and they had to push each other into the hole.Those filthy animals shoved in the water would be swept away by the current, and drown hypothermically beneath the thick sheet of ice. I laughed as I watched them fight, rubbing my juicy cunt. Plantation owners did similar; Mandingo fights, they called them. I think that racist shit is nasty and I won’t touch it, but I did steal the idea from those fucking genocidal plantation fucks. Watching them fight and struggle for their lives brought me such joy. Again and again, I’d bring three out. Often the champion remained the same.
Finally, when I only had my strongest beasts, I took them out with the help of my trusted accomplice. I had been edging for the entire week I was drowning these rats, and tonight I was going to cum as I watched my little fight ring beat the fuck out of each other and drown their competition. I was a sick bitch. I told them two could survive, so when only two were left, my accomplice shoved them both in the hole. They stared in horror from down in the freezing water as I came while my accomplice sealed up the ice.
I’m a twisted fucking nightmare baby. You got some sick fucking fantasies? You know which Alaskan Witch to ask.

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Castration Phone Sex and CBT

castration phone sexFor most of my callers, castration phone sex is just a fantasy. Most callers would never harm their best friend but for whatever reason, they like to fantasize about a sexy bitch removing their testicles. I have castrated men in real life for money and for fun. Last night, I talked to a real CBT junkie. He sent me bloody dick pics to prove it too. Those are the only kind of dick pics I want to see. He has a mistress he sees weekly, but he is addicted to genital pain and mutilation. We got along great. I am a fan of cock and ball torture. I have used urethral sounding devices before and I have made my own too. I am a fan of those long medical Q-tips and some Icy Hot. If you do not have a sounding device, we can make one to cause your pecker to burn and bleed. I have all kinds of methods for cock and ball torture. Castration is just part of the CBT torture sex that makes my pussy wet. I looked at the picture my late-night caller sent me again this morning. Tacks in his scrotum and around the base of his dick. The urethral sounding device sticking out of his pee hole. Blood tricking down his cock. Work of art. Takes a lot of dedication to do that to yourself too. I was on such a CBT high this morning, that I just had to castrate someone. It is easy nowadays to select a loser for castration. Just go to any news story and read the comments or look at Facebook. Tools are a dime a dozen. I picked the first tool who seemed in close proximity and hit him up on social media. Chuck was happy to come over. He thought I was so turned on by him I wanted to fuck him. He was a candidate for a Darwin award. The loser let me tie him up. He was so annoying; I chopped his balls off with a rusty blade and ten minutes later took his cock too. I had to dispose of his body. Thank goodness he was a runt. I should have known. Little men are the angriest on social media. Apparently delusional with no understanding of women too.

Thanksgiving Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are on the rise. Maybe it is the holidays or the virus or a combination of many things. Who knows, but this soccer mom has taken a virtual pounding. I love being able to help guys work out their aggression. Unlike my stepson, most of my callers only have fantasies that they would never act out. My stepson does not have fantasies. He acts out everything. He has hated me since his father married me. I was the mistress. I was supposed to be the side piece not the new wife. Holidays are a sore spot for him. He always gets drunk and gets even. We had a nice small family Thanksgiving. I thought it went well. Honestly, he was on good behavior. But later that night, he followed me when I snuck out of the house to get a fix. I would later find out it was a set up. He had spoofed my phone making me think I was meeting my dealer to get some coke. He led me right to a gangbang rape porn. There was no dealer. There were no drugs. Just a bunch of his friends willing to force fuck his stepmom for him. I had no idea I was walking into a trap. As soon as I was in the secret meeting place, the door shut, the lights came on and I saw the men. They looked like hungry vultures. They started to paw at me. It felt like I was going to be torn limb from limb. They yanked my arms so hard, I felt my arm pull right out of the socket. When I saw my stepson, I knew I had been set up. His civility at dinner was masking his plan to have me gang banged against my will. He let his friends do his dirty work. They fisted me. They sodomized me. They broke me both spiritually and physically.  And all for a 20-year-old grudge.