Category: Domination phone sex

Domination Phone Sex Turns a Woman into Your Slave Not Your Accomplice

domination phone sexWomen like me crave domination phone sex. I am submissive. Guys like me to be in the driver’s seat sometimes, or the accomplice, but I am better at being the whore. Just a druggy stupid whore who trades her fuck holes and dignity for coke or money to get coke. Recently, I met Jeff at a dive bar. He hired me to be his accomplice in exchange for coke money. But he wanted my help doing something only a woman could help with. And that involved kidnaping a young schoolgirl.

I have sons, not daughters. So, I did not feel bad about what he wanted me to do for him. Its just not my personality to be mean to others. But when he threatened to not give me any coke, I knew I had to go through with what he wanted me to do. Sorry, but coke is more important to me than some young girl.

I am Best as Your Fuck Puppet

Although I did feel guilty, I led her away and straight to him. And I thought my job was done. However, it had only just begun. He wanted me to eat her bald cunt and asshole. But I do not have rape phone sex fantasies for young girls I told him. And he smacked me and told me again that he did not need to give me any coke. So, I got on my knees and ate her pussy. I pinched her nipples too, making her cry. She called me a mean old lady, and I wanted to cry. Told you I am not a good female accomplice or dominant woman.

This guy got off on hurting the girl but making me uncomfortable too. But he told me to do more and more things to do to her, which I did. But I did not enjoy it. I popped her cherry with my fist. She cried and cried and cried. And I almost did too. Finally, he stopped after I fisted her ass. Well, he stopped making me do things to her like his macabre puppet. But he made me watch him destroy her holes further and film it. I felt like his taboo phone sex victim too.

But I did as he told me, got my coke and ran fast away from him. Once I got home, I did several lines and tried to forget what he made me do for that coke.

Girls Who Need Domination Phone Sex Do Not Make Great Accomplices

Choke me out on the table top pussy pounder

 

Taboo phone sex

While my master and I are alone, without company to torture and abuse me he loves to choke me out, turn me blue, make my lights go out. Now I want you to do the same, unload into my submissive, stretched, clammed up tiny beauty box.

On the torture table I go, tied down, leather bound, mechanical devices inserted inside me. I’m sadly so familiar with this room, but eventually love the abuse, take advantage of of the toys and devices. Mommy passed me around at such a young age that when these older men come in to violate me I instantly spew, spit, leaky and drip. Their strong and dominate, throwing me around, choking my throat, controlling my mind at the same time.  You turn on that mechanical big boner thruster.  Up to ten, pounding my tiny sweet pooter. Squeezing through my insides, scratching, ripping, tearing my little fanny walls up.

That’s not enough for you, with a god damn additional dildo on my bell, over stimulated my snatch was about to fucking blow off, white, goey, chunking facial jizz.  I left you with piles of squishy, squirt, seeping lady liquids from your mouth.

Taboo Phone Sex Might Just Cost You Your Balls

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is the only kind for me. No vanilla shit is offered here. Men are stupid. They see a Goth girl and think they can just fuck her. Like we are desperate for their fucking average cock. And men who think no means yes. I guess they did not get the memo that no means no.

So, when Gary hit on me at a bar last night, I knew he would get a free ball removal from me. Now, if he had understood no meant no, he would still have his testicles. But this asshole kept pressing his luck. And finally, I let him think he wore me out. Sometimes, men act so pathetic and desperate. I guess they are a slave to their dicks.

Balls are a Privilege Not a Right

Well, Gary will no longer be a slave to his balls because he no longer has them. So that means his dick will never get hard again. Without the balls, the dick hangs like a limp noodle forever. I went back to Gary’s place with him. I’m always strapped with knives, so no one ever gets away with anything with me. I convinced the loser to 69 with me. The first time I ever had a loser’s balls that close to my face, but I did not want him to see the castration phone sex coming. And he did not see it coming either.

His dick and his balls dangled in front of my face. Even though I did not want him anywhere near my cunt, I needed him to learn a lesson. So, I sucked it up. Although, I planned on using my knife to cut his balls off, I had a change of heart. I still planned on castrating him. But instead of my knife, I decided to bite his balls off. It’s messy. And painful. But fun. At least fun for me.

Men Who Do Not Take No for an Answer Lose Their Balls

My teeth tore through that thin skin at the base of his cock. He tried to get off me, but like a Pitbull, I did not let go. He could not shake me. Once my teeth managed to rip his ball sack off, I pushed him off me. He covered my face in blood. Not the first time. And it will not be the last time that someone’s blood coated my body. He laid on the other side of the bed like a rag doll. Limp and looking dead. But I did not kill him. He just went into the shock from the loss of blood and pain.

I cauterized the wound with a lighter. Then I left. Although I could have enjoyed the torture sex longer, I wanted to wash his blood off me. And the smell of his worthless sack. Luckily, I never got pulled over. A cop would know by the look of me that I committed a crime. Hopefully Gary learned a lesson, even if he learned it the hard way.

Serial killer on the loose for fresh cunt

Bloody phone sex

Serial killer on the loose for fresh blood, pure red blood, cute tight cunt, and a poppin ass. I’m his perfect match and this fucker’s been watching me all day, following me home. Sick, dark red, roped up BDSM bondage, in the park, in the back of a building, in my house, it didn’t matter where, he wanted to fuck the living shit out of my hot, teen, young fresh sizzling snatch then leave me for dead.

He found me, tied me to a pole, wrapped my legs and feet behind my back, clothes ripped off, with a cut hole in my tingly twat for his thick evil dick. With my head pulled back he took his rape fantasies out on my baby back booty, tearing and shredding my barely legal snatch lips apart, skin, dripping oozing blood covering the pole he hung me on. My head hanging low, barely hanging on, he continued to beat the shit out me and I was ready to go.

Lost, left out, naked, gashed up in public, slashed body, nipples cut open, evil fuck took his anger and shit brain fantasies out on me during the night for all to see when the sun came up.

Accomplice Phone Sex Takes the Focus off Me But Still Gets Me Coke

accomplice phone sexWhen I get to be someone’s accomplice phone sex partner, I jump for joy. Why? That means the focus is not on me for once. I met Carl months ago while out partying. Although he is not a dealer, he does have connections. We hooked up, fucked and did lines of coke a few times. When he texted me last night, I thought he wanted to party. Well, he did, but he stipulated a condition before he would share his coke. Most of my dealers will no longer trade my used-up holes for coke anymore.

But some guys still like to party and engage in rough sex, especially rough anal sex with this well-known party ass rape porn whore. So, I do what I need to do to stay coked up. My friend wanted me to bring him a young teen girl to fuck. He wanted her with no hair on her cunt and barely any tits yet. And I knew just the girl. My youngest son’s little girlfriend. I know that makes me sound like a bad mommy, but I do not like this little bitch.

Although I know I sound jealous, she is a snob. Plus, she is rude to me and treats my son more like her personal slave than her boyfriend. So, if he wanted to force fuck a teen girl in order to provide me with some coke, consider it done. I used my son’s phone to lure her to Carl’s place. She did not seem happy to see me. And she did not like seeing Carl naked with his big cock hanging out ready to pounce on her.

A Coke Whore Does Whatever It Takes to Score Free Coke

As he grabbed the whore, I injected some morphine into her arm. That would erase her memory. Carl explored his rape phone sex fantasies with the little bitch. I expected her to be a virgin since she does not give up much to my son. But the little whore’s cherry got popped before Carl could destroy her cunt. He did not care though. A young teen cunt is a young teen cunt.

He fucked that little bitch up. And I swear, it felt cathartic for me to assist. The bitch is no good for my precious baby boy. She fucks other guys and uses my son. So, I had no problem helping Carl force fuck her. We dumped her body in a field. She will not remember a thing. But she will know someone fucked her. I only cared about Carl’s coke. Not that stuck-up little cunt. Carl got to fuck a young teen cunt. And I got to party with Carl. So, the only loser of the night was my youngest son’s bitchy teen girlfriend.

Gang-Banged by a Hundred Men

Young voice phone sex???? An Erotic Dream Come True ????

Hey there, dreamers, are you ready to dive into a fantasy that will make your wildest desires seem tame? Imagine being the center of attention, the star of your very own gang-bang, with a hundred men lined up just to pleasure you. It’s every woman’s secret fantasy, and tonight, I’m here to share mine.

In my erotic dream, I was a sultry seductress, invited to a special event—a twenty-four-hour sex marathon, where the goal was to make as many men cum as possible. A million-dollar prize was on the line, but for me, it was all about the thrill. I was determined to be the champion, to take on this challenge and conquer every man in sight. As the marathon began, I was a vision of lust, wearing a skimpy outfit that left little to the imagination. The men, a diverse group of all shapes and sizes, were eager to please, and I was more than willing to accommodate them. I started by taking two at a time, sucking and riding them until they couldn’t hold back any longer.

Each man brought something unique to the table, from skilled lovers to rough and ready studs. I let them have their way with me, using my body to bring them to the brink of ecstasy. The sounds of pleasure filled the room, a chorus of moans and gasps as I guided them to their climaxes. As the marathon progressed, my body became a temple of pleasure, each orgasm intensifying my desire. I was a master of multi-tasking, taking on multiple men at once, letting them explore every inch of my body. The sensations were overwhelming, a blur of touch and taste, each man adding to the growing pleasure.

The dream felt so real, so intense, that I could almost feel the heat of their skin, the roughness of their beards, and the power of their thrusts. It was a rush of adrenaline and desire, a true marathon of pleasure that left me craving more. When I awoke, the memory of the dream lingered, leaving me with a deep sense of satisfaction. It was an unforgettable experience, one that made me question the limits of my desires. Was it just a fantasy? Or was it a glimpse into a hidden part of my soul?

If you’re curious to explore the depths of your own fantasies, give me a call, and we can share our secret desires. Let’s make our dreams a reality, one erotic adventure at a time. ????????

Getting cocked by my master and his evil accomplice

Castration phone sex

Bruised and bloodied, you left me locked in a room and you weren’t alone. Naked, neck chained to a coat hanger I could hear your sick fucking voice giggling, something I’ve never heard. My master laughing made my naked, dried blood covered body shiver like never before.

Knocked out, woke up to her sitting on top of me, clamps to my tits so hard my nipples were gushing blood. She had short blonde hair and bangs, nose dripping blood from all the coke she did, laughing hysterically at my cries. Suddenly I felt a glass dildo 13 inch dildo getting launched inside my tight, pinkie, cut up twinkie. I couldn’t stop screaming, my ass skin was stretching, blood running down my legs, being held down by this accomplice dumb bitch.

Two sick evil twisted fucks, ripping my tiny, petite, slim cunt apart. I could barely see the maroon colored cum bloody seeping out slowly from my punctured cervix. Insides shredded by his knife welding dangling dick while castrated cocks getting duct taped to my mouth. I thought this torment, torture, and double abuse would never stop, praying for the end of me. Only to be left there, bloodied, left for dead.

ass Torture sex in the woods for young dumb boy

Since I have used and watched so much Torture sex, something inside we wanted to give it too. I went camping with my beastie and her family. One night her parents were wasted with one of the other parents at the campground. They left their young son alone and we took him to play in the woods. I had packed a few things, and I was so ready to use them. First thing I did was drug him up with one of my mom’s pills. When he was loopy, we pulled out the rope and ripped his clothes off.

Torture sex

Once he was naked, we tied him up to a tree. He was already crying but we didn’t care it was so fun to be able to take control over him. I had some rubber bands, and we put them tight around his dick.  The best part is we got him hard and forced him to like some of his torture. Which made it fun and made us giggle. “Burn his little nuts” I say to my friend, and we light a cigarette. We start using it on his sack and he starts to squirm hard all over. The tree starts to rip his skin, but we just laugh. Then I break a branch off the tree and rub some of his blood on it.

“Lift his balls and watch this” I instruct my friend to do. I thought about all the Rape phone sex fantasies I was used for, and I rammed the branch up his ass. He couldn’t take the pain of me ramming his ass open with a tree branch he passed out buy we didn’t stop. My friend took her turn, and she even rammed it down his throat. His eyes started to roll to the back of his head, and I knew we had snuffed him. Once we were done, we just threw him in the river and started a small fire to burn any blood or anything. The next day we just laughed with each other as his parents looked for him. 

Gangbang Rape Porn Live Streamed from a Dirty Bookstore

gangbang rape pornPeople sometimes recognize me from gangbang rape porn. Although I do try to keep a low profile, it never works. When you are a soccer mom hanging out with snuff directors and drug dealers, some one has seen your dirty underground movies. Over the weekend, I visited an adult bookstore. Perhaps, I just felt horny and needed to suck some dick. Women use glory holes too.

But when I walked in, a group of seedy looking men were making their way back to the glory holes. They saw me and stopped in their tracks. They looked at me like a piece of meat. And I guess they recognized me from some movies I have done, snuff movies. And they jumped me like hungry vultures.

Before I could run, they had me pinned against the wall and they began tearing off my clothes. I screamed, but not even the clerk at the front desk wanted to lift a finger to help me. When I screamed again, one of the guys stuffed my panties into my mouth, muffling my sounds. They seemed strong too. They could hold me in the air and pen me against the wall like a bug.

Men Often Recognize Me From My Underground Snuff Flicks

Hands groped my body. And hands went inside of me too. I felt a fist in my ass. And a fist in my cunt. Some of the guys throat choked me with their cocks. Others strangled and choked me. While others fisted me. I suddenly realized they were filming me too. Making a home-made snuff flick. After a while, I had no fight left in me. I just laid there like a dead fish while these random strangers destroyed my holes and my body.

They knew me, but I had no clue who they were. But they lived out their rape phone sex fantasies with me in the dirty bookstore. I will not piss or shit the same for weeks. And I will never go into that bookstore again.

Evil gyno emptying out my creamy cunt

Medical fetish phone sex

I’ve been a naughty bitch, master has found out I’ve fucked another man, defying his rules, backstabbing, lying, cucking his massive dagger dick. I couldn’t help my desire for a plain attack on my soft snatch, not the typical assault, violating, abusive force I was used to.

Into the medical room I go, evil creepy gyno on crack set up, dusty walls, feet clamps, such an evil bastard you are. Tied down preparing my cervix to be suckout out, dried and cleaned. Every drop of white chunk cream cum that was shot in my tight little pussy had to be gone. You open me wide, lube my sweet subtle pussy lips, swollen, I’m  shaking in fear. I beg you to stop but you insert a giant cervical dillater, force me open, stretching and tearing up my pussy with no numbing gel. I’m screaming with the raw pain, slowing inserting the cannula and curette. 

You tell me over and over what a whore I am, pinching my titty’s while bending down to turn on the vacuum . I’m screaming and crying while you suck my insides out, cum cleaning, blown out pussy walls, blood dripping droplets of leaky leftovers.