Category: Domination phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Pain Slut

taboo phone sexBody built for taboo phone sex was why he called me. He said I looked like a woman who could handle some pain. He had no idea. As a teen girl, I was a cutter. It didn’t start off as liking pain. It was because it was what I could control. How deep I cut, how long I cut myself for, where I cut myself were all variables within my control. A few years later, I was using razor blades on my flesh because I needed pain to cum. I am no longer a young girl. I have been inflicting pain on myself and letting others inflict it on me, so I am now a seasoned pain slut. When Ted told me to do things to my body, he thought I was faking things because I was not crying, I was moaning. Pinching my clit, slapping my ass, pinching my nipples is youngster play to me. If you want to hurt me, you need to bring your A game. Once I told my caller I was a seasoned pain slut he had me burn myself with a cigarette. Now that hurt because I burned my clit.  I also rubbed Icy Hot up my asshole for him and I won’t lie, that hurt. I am pain slut. It just takes the right sadistic man to find my pain threshold with torture sex. Is that you?

Torture Sex for Coke-What Was I Thinking?

torture sexHe said it was torture sex I would enjoy. He was wrong. I don’t think any woman enjoys torture.  If I wanted my bag of coke, however, I had to let him do his medical experiments on me. He was like some sort of demented med student. He sells coke and high-end pharmaceutical drugs, but pills have never been my problem. I like cocaine. Cocaine doesn’t always like me though. Thankfully I was high last night because he put a cattle prod in my cunt and shocked me. It was the most awful pain ever. I was pissing myself and convulsing. He was stroking his cock. He said this was for a medical experiment. Instead of paying me cash, he was giving me coke. This was no medical experiment. This was torture for pleasure, his pleasure. He put the cattle prod up my ass too. I twitched so bad I thought I was having a seizure. Honestly, this was as hard as I had ever worked for a bag of blow. He even used a speculum on me and sprayed my insides with some sort of chemical. It burned and made my pussy bleed. He said he was sterilizing me, but I had a hysterectomy last year. He was just torturing me some more. I let him think he had left me barren because he got off on my tears. I just wanted my bag of fucking coke, but he was not yet done with his medical fetish phone sex experiments. He pierced my clit with a hat pin and laughed as I bled. I wanted to scream to him to just give me my damn coke, but I knew better. He was a sadist and I was his muse. I think he might have been a Nazi doctor descendent. Thankfully, I got my coke. I went home and dulled my pain with white line after white line.

Ass Rape Porn Nightmares

ass rape pornI didn’t believe in hypnosis. That all changed when I met Pat. He wanted to help me slay my inner demons. That was only partially true. He wanted to get in my head and fuck with it. He brought out Cassie, by inner bad ass bitch. Cassie betrayed me. She told Pat things I don’t even admit to myself. Dark things about my father. I think he talked mostly to Cassie and the two plotted against me; played mind games with me. I am terrified of two things in this world: spiders and my father. Ever since Cassie ratted out my secrets to Pat, I am having the most terrifying nightmares. The one that haunts me the most is being tied to my bed with what appears to be a spider’s web. I hear a noise, a loud noise then I see it. A monster in corner of my room. One leg comes out of the darkness, then another. I suddenly realized  this 8 legged freak was Godzilla sized. My heartbeat is racing so fast, I think my heart might burst. As the freaky ass spider approaches me, it’s head turns into my father’s face. Suddenly, it is half man and half spider, a metamorphosis of my two greatest fears. Then, the creature made an ass rape porn with me. I was never so scared in my life. But it is lingering. This fear I have of my father showing up at any moment again. I didn’t believe in hypnosis until I met Pat. Now, I am mind fucked forever.

Bondage Phone Sex Fetish Shoot

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex keeps me tied up and busy. I recently traveled to a different city for a modeling shoot. The studio paid me handsomely. It was a fun shoot. I had to be in pristine shape before the shoot meaning that I could not any cuts or bruising on my body. I had to restrain from any BDSM fun, so after the shoot, I was fucking horny for some pain and cock. The photographer had a major hard on for me. He was a handsome bad boy. I know bad boys are bad for me, but I am addicted. He looked like my worst nightmare and that made my cunt super wet. I have a thing for sadistic men. My need for a hot bad man will get me killed one of these days. He took me to dinner first, so I thought maybe he was not as bad as I thought. Dinner was just a distraction. When we arrived back at his dungeon, he strung up to the rafters. I was suspended like a side of beef in the air. He turned off all the lights. It was disorientating and scary. There was a long pause in time before he started flogging me. I didn’t know how he did it. It felt like every angle was covered. I thought there had to be more than just one man whipping me. I was right. The lights came on revealing the entire set of the fetish shoot. They all wanted to bruise up my pristine body and they did. I was cover in welts and bruises quickly. I was hoping to be gang banged, but they all agreed I was likely a diseased whore, so I was just whipped until my skin was a far cry from pristine. The life of a bondage whore.

 

Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI made a gangbang rape porn last night. I was walking home drunk from a bar. I don’t live far from where I was drinking. I took a short cut thru the warehouse district. Some teens were getting high and skateboarding. I didn’t give them much thought actually until one skater boy stopped right in front of me and asked if I wanted some weed. They seemed harmless, but they were far from that. The others swarmed me too. I was under siege. They ripped my clothes off and duct taped my hands and feet to restrain me. I was tossed on the grown like a piece of trash. They called me a blonde bimbo and a whore as they took turns sodomizing my ass and fucking my cunt. They flicked their ashes on me, spit and pissed on me. When one of the hooligans showed me a switch blade knife, I panicked. Honestly, I was afraid I may not survive the assault. They all kicked me like they were reenacting a scene from a Clockwork Orange. It was awful. I was crying and begging for them to stop. They carved a big W for whore on my belly. I only survived by luck when a car drove by asking for directions. That stranger didn’t help me physically but he saved my life because in that moment I was able to break through the tape on my ankles and run naked home.

Domination Phone Sex with a Woman Master

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I deserve. Usually, it is a man who is my master and dominating me. Last night, he used a surrogate master. He sold me for the night to an Asian woman. She was no bigger than me, but she was very dominant. Master watched as she wrestled me. The deal was if I won, I got a free week all to my own. If I lost, nothing changed. I was wrestling for some freedom. She was not that big. I honestly thought I could take her. She was stronger than she looked. She had me in all sorts of contortionist poses that were very painful. Master loved seeing me get conquered by a woman. A mean ass bitch too. While I was being held down in various poses, she spit on me. She pissed on me. She even shoved a cattle prod in my ass. When she shocked me, I pissed myself. I didn’t win. I didn’t get the upper hand, not even once. No surprise there. My master was super hard. It was all a farce. I had no chance of freedom. They just wanted to abuse me, and master wanted to watch a female dominate me too. I will always be a taboo phone sex slut.

Torture Sex for a Minor Infraction

torture sexTorture sex is what I deserved. At least according to Samuel. What were my sins? Making his coffee with artificial creamer and not 2% milk. We were out of milk and I didn’t want to walk to the store, so I used the artificial creamer. Big mistake. One I paid for dearly. I heard him summon me to the basement. I honestly wasn’t sure at the start what he was pissed about until he asked me how he likes his coffee. In my mind it was not a big deal, however, the way he saw it, I deserved the death penalty. He tied me to a chair. I was stripped naked and my boobs were bound tightly. So very tightly that they started to turn colors. He then used them as punch bags. I thought he might bust one of my implants because he was punching my boobs so hard. He was spouting off about rules as he punched me. That was not all he did. He fisted my pussy and ass. He joked that I was lucky to be alive because he has killed for less. He scared the crap out of me. He beat the crap out of me too. He left me tied up for hours afterwards. I pissed myself. He just laughed at me when he finally released me and told me to make his coffee correctly or the next time or die. After what he did to me, I have no reason to believe he was bluffing.

Ass Rape Porn for Coke

ass rape pornHe loves using me as his ass rape porn star.  He hates me.  I am his stepmom and he has never bonded with me. I am his punching bag. Anytime he has a bad day, he finds me. He takes out his anger and frustration out on my ass. He is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I am the submissive whore step mommy who is too hooked on coke to fight him. He feels guilty on some level for being rough with me because he always brings me coke before he force fucks my holes. I don’t know if he thinks it will make me complain less or he just likes me strung out. I won’t fight him. I won’t turn him into the police. I won’t even tell his father. I am a taboo phone sex whore. I like things kinky. I even like things to hurt. But mostly it is because I am submissive. I struggle to say “No.” So when he showed up last night with a bag of blow, I knew I would wake up with a sore, even prolapsed asshole this morning. It is still protruding and bloody. I have bruises all over my body from his rage fucking. He feels better, so it doesn’t matter how sore and battered I am today.

Ass Rape Porn BBQ

ass rape pornAss rape porn can be brutal. I was at a Memorial Day party on Monday. It was a normal cook out. There were even young ones there. I thought it was family friendly. I let my guard down not thinking this was some kinky orgy. As the day went on, I realized I felt drunk, but I wasn’t drinking alcohol.  I thought it was the heat. It was a super hot day. The hostess suggested I lay down in her room and even brought me a big bottle of water. I woke up hours later being force fucked by men and women with strap-ons, including the hostess. She invited me because she knew I fucked her husband once. I didn’t even remember fucking him. I was likely high at the time. I fuck a lot of men; many I don’t even know their names. All these women and men wanted to fuck me for revenge. The hostess of the party I met a few months ago at a yoga class. I soon found out that was a setup. She had been plotting her revenge for months. The women were more brutal than the men. They had huge strap-ons, bigger than any cock there, and they fucked me with no lube. I was tied to the bed and they took turns fucking my pussy and ass. It was a revenge gangbang rape porn. My ass is still sore and still prolapsed. I guess I need to be careful who I fuck.

Domination Phone Sex: I Need Violent Slave Training

domination phone sexI had an ad out looking for domination phone sex. I wanted a new master. This one guy who responded was sexy as fuck. Older man, wealthy and very handsome. Many of my masters have not been handsome. This guy was like 50 Shades of Gray hot. I never vetted him. I was taken by his looks and let my guard down.  He made me get to my knees the moment I met him. I was naked and on all fours within a minute of entering his place. He smacked my ass then shoved his fist inside me. He told me I needed slave training to be his whore, so he sodomized me with his fists. He was brutal too. He wanted my ass prolapsed so he could fuck it back inside me. He made me crawl around on my hands and knees like a dog. I had to eat his cum off the floor. I had to drink his piss too. He made sure I knew I was subhuman to him. Nothing more than a worthless whore to fuck. His sexiness quickly lost appeal the more violent he got with me. When I wanted to leave, he chained me to a table leg. He made me suck his cock after I had it in my ass. I was not a willing ass to mouth slave. I was not willing anything after he prolapsed my ass, but I belong to him now.