Category: Domination phone sex

Snuff Porn Mall Brats

snuff pornSnuff porn was on my mind when I saw this gang of mean girls berating a coffee house girl at the mall the other night. They were high school girls. Nothing meaner on earth or more vacuous either than teen girls. The queen bitch was complaining that the barista spelled her name the common spelling. Apparently, that little whore is a Tiffani, but her cup said Tiffany. Slut thought the barista was calling ger common. When she called the barista a stupid whore, I killed her in my head a few times over. Mean girls like that just grow up to be meaner girls that the world doesn’t need. I knew how to lure them away. You play to their vanity, to their sense of entitlement. I told them I was a talent scout for a horror movie. Girls like them always believe me. I took them to my cabin in the woods. I gave them drinks spiked with high levels of gelsemium, which is a toxic plant that causes paralysis. It is felt quickly too. They couldn’t move. They fell to the ground with a thud and I used their bodies for torture sex. I cut up their perfect, pretty faces. I sexually mutilated them. They could feel the pain, but they were powerless to fight or do anything about it. I could see the tears of pain. I carved names like whore and slut and bitch in their flesh, then pissed into their wounds. I was enjoying every moment too. I tortured them for 24 hours before I slit their throats and fed them to the wild animals. No one will find their remains because when the coyotes get done with them, I will burn their bones if any are left. The world will thank me for getting rid of more teen bitches.

Torture Sex on Tinder

torture sexTorture sex is something I am no stranger to as a pain slut. I was a cutter as a young girl. I loved being in control of my pain. Now, I am rarely in control of my pain. I run with a bad crowd. I love bad boys and I have daddy issues, which means I lack good judgement when it comes to men. I met Charles online. It was Tinder, and I was looking for sex. I wasn’t looking for violent sex, however. I don’t always want to be abused, but because of my issues, I don’t judge character well. The signs were there in hindsight that Charles was a sadistic man not looking for casual sex. He didn’t want to fuck, well he didn’t want to fuck gently. He wanted to torture me; he wanted snuff sex. He told me he is in trouble with the law. He fucked some street hooker who lied about her age and she blackmailed him. He assumed the law was on his side because she was a street whore, but he was wrong. He didn’t pay her, and she called the cops. Funny, she was a buxom blonde too, just much younger than me. I should have realized that when he told me the story, that I was going to be the surrogate for his rage. He sodomized me with such force and anger, my asshole prolapsed. He choked me as he fucked me too. I still have purple ligature marks around my neck. I signed up for casual sex, but he wanted to fuck me to death. He damn near came close too. My ass is prolapsed, my neck is purple, and I can barely walk today. Just another day in the life of this fucked up taboo phone sex whore with daddy issues.

Ass Rape Porn Easter

ass rape pornIt was an ass rape porn Easter. I was looking for some blow to celebrate the holidays. The guys that were going to give me the blow, punked me. They had no blow, just devious plans to sodomize me. They were high on something, but by their looks, my guess was they were crack heads. I just snort lines of coke. I know I shouldn’t sound like I am better than them since I am a submissive whore, but these guys were not who I wanted to party with on Easter Sunday. I had told my family I was going to the store, and I snuck downtown to score some blow. I came home with no coke and a gaped, swollen asshole. When I arrived, they were waiting for me. One of them jumped me while the other one put chains on me. I was restrained before they stripped me naked. They informed me they had fisting fantasies. These crack head bastards fisted my ass until he was gaped wide open. It was so big, they could put their entire fist inside me without touching the walls of my asshole. Luckily, they grew tired of fucking with my asshole. They let me go, but I had to waddle home to my family with an ass gaped so wide I would never shit the same way again. I guess I should never try to score coke off Tinder.

Barbie girl in a Barbie world

domination phone sexI love Domination phone sex where you turn me into your sick fantasy. I have a guy who likes to dress me up as his barbie. Pretty in pink and so girly and sweet. I could tell deep down he had a sick p-cock and loved to think about fucking young whores. I’m here to serve him and make all his wildest dreams reality. My cunt and asshole will be far wide stretched and used. After all, I am his fuck toy. His torture doll and everything in between. I hear for his pleasure and so that he can listen to me scream and yell. The more I cry and beg the harder he will begin to ruin me and my holes. I’m his barbie girl, and I am living in his fucked up world.

Slave Accomplice To My Master

Accomplice phone sexI think my master is catching on to me. We had a talk earlier today, he told me he is noticing lately that I am not what I used to be. I was shocked by what he said and he could tell. He told me I am the best slave he has ever had, but the rush of feeling like he is torturing me is not there anymore. He said, to him, he thinks I like the torture and abuse he is giving me. I sat there quiet, he is right, I love being called a fucking nigger and having my black asshole and nigger cunt throbbing in pain from all of his torture. Master then said he is going to keep me around for other things. He will still torture me and use me like the dirty nigger I love to be but he needs to find other women who are scared of him. Women who will scream, cry, beg for him to stop all of the torture and abuse. I am disappointed, I love the way my master abuses me. I am not sure if I could ever find another man who is able to torture me the same way he does. Master did tell me I will now be his accomplice. He said since I am already an evil nigger slave, I might as well help him in his huntings.Rape phone sex fantasies My master has given me a mission, I know we have done some things together in the past but this one is very different. My master wants me to hunt a man. I have to bring the man back to the house and let master watch everything I do. My master told me if I am going to be his accomplice, he needs to see what I can do without his orders. This will be the first time I do something on my own, without my master by my side. He is sending me out tomorrow night for my first hunting. I am not going to lie, my nigger slave cunt is craving this hunt. I will not let my master down.

I drowned her

snuff sexSnuff sex is the best. I like spring because all the sluts come to play. My boyfriend and I love watching new tenants come on in and use the pool. We wait and watch like hawks for who will be our target. A cute blonde? Maybe a sultry redhead? Possibly a brunette bombshell? The possibilities are endless.

It didn’t take too long to find the right match. We hit the jackpot with a cute spinner next door. At 4’10 she was barely even considered an adult in my eyes. I knew she was barely legal and still looked like she was a freshly-faced youngin. I made small talk and realized she was a smart cookie. Her name was Holly. Holly went on and on about how she graduated early and is in campus already a junior, and she had turned eighteen a week ago. 

I could tell she was self-centered and an annoying bookworm. All pure and sweet but she had a few dark secrets. I could say she was fucking her sister’s husband — the things you find out in minutes. Social media is very telling, and I could tell she was staring hard at my boyfriend. The sun was going to go down, and I could see she was antsy to get in and meet up her brother in law. I was going to give her torture sex she wouldn’t remember. I grabbed her pushed her thin young body to the pool. The lights were already out, and I was in attack mode. I drowned her, and with the help of my partner in crime, we mutilated her body and threw it in the back lake. Sorry sluts always have to die even the ones that act holier than thou.

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Anal Slave

Ass rape pornMy black crippled asshole is a throbbing mess. Master came back last night and really showed me how much stress he had built up inside of him from work, he let it all out on my ass. That is not all though. He also wanted to humiliate me in front of everyone. He told some of his close friends at work to come over later that night. I am not sure what went on while on his trip for work but whatever it was all of these men needed a sex slave like me to punish. My master had me tied up on my stomach, with my arms and legs spread out. My wrists and ankles tied up. I really tried not to get turned on by this but when the 5 men came down to the torture chamber in the basement I couldn’t help it. The evil, sadistic looks they were giving me, gave my whole body chills. I live for this torture shit. I wanted to scream out, “Yes take this nigger ass and torture it, show me what that white cock can really do”. I knew better than that though, I would never want to embarrass my master. I just played scared, trying my best to keep my pussy from dripping sweet juice all over the wooden table. Master finally came down, giving me the same look. His eyes told me my asshole was on the menu for torture. He looked at the men, they already had a plan by the looks they were giving each other. That is when one of the men came behind me and spread my asscheeks wide open. Another man walked over to the corner, grabbing different toys, or maybe I should say weapons. When he came back, I saw a baseball bat, a paddle, chains, and a ball gag. The next thing I know, a ball gag is being placed around my mouth, the chain was being placed around my neck. One of the men had a paddle in their hands, and the other had a baseball bat in his hand. My master then gave the men a nod of approval. They told me my nigger ass better get ready for some good old fashion torture. After those words were spoken, one of the men shoved the bat as far up my ass as he could and pulled the chain around my neck so hard I thought my neck was going to snap. I moaned out in agony. Another man said “Did we tell you to make a sound” then he whipped my ass leaving a sting feeling on my ass that wasn’t going anywhere. For the next five hours, I was a sex slave to all of these men. My master sat in the corner and watched the entire time my asshole was being used and abused by his workmates. I am not sure what happened to my master while he was gone but he came back a changed man. I am not sure if I should be turned on or scared. I guess only time will tell.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexI have home invasion phone sex fantasies. Do you? My dark desire is for a handsome, dominant stranger to break into my house one night when I am all alone. He puts a chain around my neck and makes me his slave. His sex slave who he violates in every hole in every room of the house. The idea of being force fucked in my sons’ twin beds or my marriage bed gets me wet. I know I am a fucked up bitch. I do a lot of cocaine and it makes me twisted in the head. I had such a hot dream about a home invasion last night that I woke up thinking it had happened. In fact, I had a red purple mark around my neck like a chain had been there. I had ligature marks on my ankles and my wrists like I had been tied up. My ass was sore like an ass rape porn star. There was even cum oozing out of my fuck holes. Fresh cum too. I know I was high and drinking wine, but how can I not remember getting bound and fucked in my own house? I have been masturbating all morning trying to remember who the handsome stranger was that made my wicked fantasy cum true. Was it you?

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbit is My Hero

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is one of my favorite things. I have a philosophy. Not every man deserves to have balls. They don’t all deserve a cock either. Testicles and dicks are a privilege not a right. So, if I meet you and decide you don’t deserve your balls or your cock, I will take one or the other or both. Chuck was a unique case. He was a special kind of douchebag idiot. I was minding my own business at the bar when him and his friend stood near me. They were discussing the Amazon documentary on Lorena Bobbitt. She is a hero of mine. This douchebag was saying stupid shit like you can’t force yourself on your wife because she is your property. His level of stupidity was mind numbing. He also said she Lorena deserved the death penalty for taking her husband’s dick. I knew, I had to do to him what Lorena did to John. I waited for his drunk ass to come out of the bar. He looked like a last call sort of guy. He stumbled out of the bar, dropped his keys at his car, which gave me the advantage point. I whacked him on the head and pushed him in the car. I drove to a junkie hotel. I was planning on giving him a hot shot, but not until he saw me take his cock and balls with a rusty old knife. I wanted him to feel the pain too. He screamed like a bitch. Even drunk as a skunk, he felt me lob his cock and balls off. He was bleeding everywhere. I had no intention of saving him. Normally, I cauterize the wound, but this dipshit didn’t deserve to live, so he could spew his ignorance. I let him bleed out a painful death, then I gave him the hot shot. Nothing but junkies at that motel. No one would be a reliable witness and the police would just think he stiffed a whore. He got what he deserved.

Snuff Porn Punishment

snuff pornMy punishment was snuff porn. I didn’t have to make it. I had to be the star of one. I cheated on him. He put a tracker on my car and busted me with my trainer. I was in trouble. He had always told me that if I cheated on him, I would wish I was dead.  He was right, too. He dragged me by the hair from my lover’s bed. I was half clothed, but he didn’t care that he was making a spectacle. And no one cared about a half-naked blonde bimbo. When we got back to his place, he tossed me in his basement. It was dark and musky. I was terrified. I don’t like the dark. I felt things crawling on me. Spiders and those creepy house centipedes were swarming my body. I felt sick. I screamed for hours. I tried to flick them off me. He knew my fears and used it against me. He asked me if I was sorry yet. I told him I would do anything to make it up to him. Anything. I would rather be dead than in that basement full of creepy crawlers. He released me, but it was not a better fate. Just one less heart pounding for me. I am a pain slut; I could handle the whipping better. He strung me upside down from a banister and whipped me for so long, my flesh tore from my body. It was like being a black slave in the late 1800s. He left huge gashes in my flesh. No way I won’t be scarred for life from that. He left me hanging upside down bleeding overnight. The next morning, he cut me down and made me breakfast like nothing had happened. This taboo phone sex slut is dating a sociopath. I will never escape him.