When you have gangbang rape porn fantasies, you find yourself in trouble often. My mistake is telling men I party with my fantasies. I get high and my mouth will not shut up. The other night, I was partying with some men in this flop house. It is a dingy old warehouse that burned down ions ago. It is where people go to get high, sell drugs and have sex for money. It is near the river, so no one is ever there unless they are doing something illegal. I was mixing my drugs which always lands me in trouble. We started talking fantasies. I was telling these meth heads my locker room fantasy. When I get high, I think of walking into a high school locker room and letting the jocks gang bang me. The dudes I was partying with thought an older woman fucking a bunch of teen boys was hot. The next thing I know, I am bent over some crate getting cock. This was not as hot as I pictured it in my head. These boys were slapping my ass, pulling my hair and burning me with their pipes. When they could not cum anymore, they used things lying around in a burnt up old warehouse. Pieces of wood were crammed up my ass. Broken bottles too. They were so high they did not know they were fucking me with things that were tearing me to shreds. I felt like I was having an abortion without being pregnant. I was high as fuck too, but I felt the pain. I felt the blood. They kept getting higher, but I was tied up with dirty socks. I was no longer as high as I once was, and I begged them to realize they were destroying my body. I do not think they cared. Never get high with strangers.
Category: Domination phone sex
No! Mister Officer
I got fucked by a cop today. I was so drunk and speeding. When he pulled me over, I knew that I was going to be able to get out that ticket by flashing some tits. I was a little wrong in that thought process. I was wearing a short pink dress that barely covered anything. He was trying get my information and I just kept being rude and bratty. I don’t know why, maybe it was the alcohol. Once I pissed him off enough, he made me get out the car. He started patting me down and when he got to my pussy, he kept it there and started rubbing on me. I was already wet and I don’t know why. I tried to resist him. Told him no and that he couldn’t do this. But he bent me over and shoved his hard cock deep inside of me. I screamed and begged him to stop. Told him it hurt and I didn’t want it. But he kept rubbing my juicy tight pussy while pounding me from behind. He was making me scream and cry, begging him for no more. He wouldn’t stop, he told me he could do whatever he wanted. And he did, he fucked me so hard and rough until I couldn’t take it anymore. He pumped his load deep inside of me. I will watch my mouth next time I get pulled over.
Your Submissive Accomplice Phone Sex Partner: I Do Anything for Love
I think a submissive woman is the best accomplice phone sex partner you could have in my opinion. Girls like me have daddy issues. We want acceptance and we want to please. We want to please so badly, we do whatever you want, even if it is not legal. Even if it jeopardizes our lives and safety, we make those bad decisions for men like you. Marc is the kind of guy my girlfriends would avoid despite being handsome and wealthy. His dark side is dangerous, but he saw me coming a mile away. A blond bimbo with daddy issues is easily manipulated. He made me feel special and wanted, then he asked me to kidnap a young girl for him. I did it for him too. I felt special. I felt trusted. He used me and I let him. I kidnapped this young blonde girl from a community park in daylight. I took all the risk for him. I knew how much he wanted to fuck a sweet young virgin. My whore pussy cannot bring pleasure to men anymore. I am no longer tight. If I loved him, I would bring him something he could enjoy sexually. I did bring him exactly what he wanted. I thought he would be happy. He was happy, but he got what he wanted and no longer had use for me. He made me watch him fuck her tiny body for days until she was snuff sex material. If I loved him like I claimed, I had to dispose of her body so he would never go to prison for fucking and murdering a little girl. Wait. He did still need me. He needed me to get rid of the evidence and find him yet another young girl to fuck to death. I always obey you, sir. I am just grateful to be needed.
Rewarded: Out of the Basement
Finally, being able to be fucked somewhere other than a cold hard basement floor or tied down there and fucked, was great. I got taken out to eat to a place that had my favorite food there; sushi. I got a dress that was blue and short. It almost showed my ass and barely covered my little nipples. I was given multiple glasses of my favorite liquor and by the time we got to my new home, I was feeling more than tipsy. Daddy took us to our bedroom and let me do a little dance of taking off my clothes for him. I wanted him to see my tight little body and think of the day he took me. The day he saved me. Looking at my little tits and tight bald little pussy, his cock was starting to grow more. It was already semi hard from him seeing all the older men at the restaurant stare at me like I was on the menu tonight. Once I was naked, daddy’s hands and mouth were all over me. He loved licking and sucking and teasing my perky little tits. I had to have his cock in my mouth. I wanted to taste him and make him moan. I wanted to have daddy’s cock deep in my mouth. But he wanted to taste my yummy little pussy too. Nothing like sitting on daddy’s face having my sweet little honey hole ate while I was sucking his cock. Once he was super hard and wet, I got my hands and knees for him. Had my ass in the air so he could have access to both my holes. Just like he likes it. I was slow and gentle at first, almost lovingly. Then he released the beast and started fucking me so rough and hard. I kept cumming over and over on daddy’s cock. Squeezing and milking that big daddy cock. Daddy was moaning so hard. With every pump in my pussy he promised to bury his seed deep inside his girl’s tight little pussy. Daddy grabbed my hips as he was slamming that big fat cock deep in my pussy, pumping his cum in my belly. Daddy and I had just a great day, I hope I show him how grate I was for him.
A Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy
I have a kidnapping phone sex fantasy. It comes to me in the form of dream. I keep having it. I am almost convinced it happened and either I was too strung out to remember it correctly or I was drugged. I am jogging along the road in broad daylight, when I see a stranded woman with a flat tire. I go to see if she needs help and a guy comes from around the side of the car, knocks me out and I wake up in my panties in some rustic looking cabin. The couple order me to do different things like dance for them. Their tasks are humiliating but they turn sexual. I have to suck the man’s cock. I have to eat the woman’s old hairy beaver. I have to lick both of their old asses too. It is degrading and humiliating, but that was just their warm-up. They kidnapped me for shits and giggles. They made me their sex slave, but once they got off, they wanted to hurt me. The woman took her man’s beer bottles and fucked both of my holes with them. I had the wide in of a beer bottle in my cunt and the bottle neck of another one up my ass. I was begging for them to stop, but they were high as fuck and enjoying doing weird shit to me. My asshole was bleeding, but the man did not care. He just fucked my ass raw and bareback. He clearly had watched way too much ass rape porn. The woman smacked my face and cut my flesh as he sodomized me into oblivion. I wake up as the guy is about to slit my throat. My pussy is wet. What is wrong with me? I start to think it is all a dream, then I see all the little scar cuts on my body and think this happened. I just do not know when or where.
Attitude Adjustment
Daddy fucked my attitude right out of me. I was so mad after I made sure to show him how much I wanted to be here, to be here with him. I sucked his dick good and I mean really good. I made him moan for his girl and made him remember why he kidnapped me to begin with. Daddy loves eating my pussy and making me cum just like I do to him. But for some reason even after proving my worth he kept me down in this basement. Why would you keep me down here if you wanted me to be with you? Why am I still being punished? So, when I brought all this up to him, he had to make sure he gave me a good attitude adjustment. He had to make realize that what he says goes and that if he wanted to keep me down here, he would. He fucked me so hard and rough, fucking my pussy like he hadn’t had it in weeks. I just kept pounding my pussy over and over again. With each scream and moan I let out; he went harder. It hurt but it felt so good and hearing his moans as he stretched out my pussy made me get wetter. Before I knew it, we both were cumming really hard, me all over daddy’s big dick and daddy cumming deep inside of me.
Gangbang Rape Porn in the Suburbs
I went to a party Friday night, not excepting a gangbang rape porn. I have two lives. One in the gated communities among middle-class families. I am a soccer mom and a trophy wife to the outer world. Then I have this dark druggy life that takes me to seedy allies where I am used and abused for a fix. I am the junkie you hear about selling her brat to get high because she is so strung out. I have two completely different lives, so I was not excepting my two worlds to collide at a birthday party for another soccer mom. Turns out her husband has a dark side too. He was shocked to see me. I had never met her boy toy husband before. Well, I had met him, just not through her. He is a frequent flyer at this dungeon I party at on the weekends when my husband thinks I am visiting my mom. He has fucked me hundreds of times. Hard, bareback and in the ass like I was his private ass rape porn star. He could not resist fucking me in their bathroom. He likes older women, but not like his wife. She is too pure and sweet for him. He likes his women dirty and nasty like me. He choked me as he fucked my ass in the bathroom. He pounded my back door so hard that my head was hitting the mirror. He left and I tried to clean myself up. Some of his friends came into the bathroom and had their sloppy seconds with me. All the while, my husband and their wives were drinking wine and beer out back. One of the guys gave me some coke and I went straight into gang bang mode. One after another, my ass took a big dick raw. Only me and the guys knew my ass was the real star of that party.
My New Daddy
This day was a semi special day to me, if you will. It came with a lot of eye openers. I was finally told the truth. My new daddy let me know that the day he ‘kidnapped’ me, was a day that I was being thrown away like the trash. I was later informed that he contacted my biological father to see what he would do to get me back, not that he was going to give me back anyways. He told me that my daddy didn’t even want me. That him and his new girl were going to live happily ever after and that didn’t include little ole me. I was so heartbroken and upset, I just couldn’t believe it. I wanted nothing more than go home and find out for myself. But he just let me know that meant I really wasn’t ever going anywhere. I was at my new home, I was home. He said if I wanted to stay, I had to prove my worth and how much I really wanted to be here. It’s not like I had anywhere else to go, no one else wanted me. I was all alone. Today, after all these days, weeks of being here, he finally used me. He finally used more than just my little mouth to please him. He had every inch me. He felt so good inside of me. I made my new daddy cum deep inside of me. He gave me so much cum!
Bondage Phone Sex with a Side of Home Invasion
Bondage phone sex is not always taboo or extreme, but with me, it is. I get myself into the worse pickles. I owe this man money. He told me there was a way to work off what I owed him. I figured he wanted to fuck my ass, maybe rough sex. That was not what he had in mind at all. I had to break and enter into a home and steal a file out of a safe. A woman is blackmailing him and if I could retrieve the zip drive, my debt would be wiped clean. It was too good of an offer to refuse. I owed him $10,000. I would never be able to pay it back. I did some research. My callers for home invasion phone sex helped me devise a plan. I studied the house and its occupant. I broke in when the lady had left to go to work. I found where the zip drive was, but I did not know there was another woman in the house. I never saw one while I was casing the place. She caught me off guard. We struggled, but she got the upper hand and I ended up in the basement, stripped naked and tied to a saw horse. She tortured me for answers. She knew someone sent me on a mission. She wanted the details. I am a seasoned pain slut with a high threshold for pain. I thought I could outlast her questions. She flogged me. She whipped me. She cut me too, but when she used a spray bottle of some harsh chemical that burned my skin, I sang like a canary. After that, I begged her to kill me. I know if this guy finds out that I ratted him out, he will kill me. I hate when I have no good options. Die or be burned with acid.
A little bit of hope
My captor came down for a dark visit. He was almost sensual yet still cold and careless. As much as I beg to go home, I know I probably never will. But it seems like there might just be a little bit of hope for me. He says that if I be a good girl then I may get to see the light of day again. He made sure to let me know I wouldn’t be going home but he was willing to reward me for good behavior. Can this be true? Is he really going to let me feel the sun shining on my skin again? He hasn’t really told me what was in store for me yet. I think he may have just wanted to give me a little hope. Because lately I have just felt like giving up. This basement is so lonely. I have got to the point where I look forward to him coming back, maybe not so much of the pain, but at least its company right? At least after all the punishment and fuckings he gives me, I get a little bit of time in between to recuperate. I don’t know what I am going to have to do to get out of here, even for just a little while… but I promise to be good.