Most men have rape phone sex fantasies. It just that some men are more violent than others. I like the more violent fantasies. I harbor deep dark desires. Many so taboo, I cannot tell my closest friends for fear they will send me to the psych ward. I have several sides to me, but my strongest side is a submissive whore who struggles to tell dominant men no. I had a what the fuck am I doing moment the other night. I was on a date with a dominant man, but he wasn’t attractive, nor was he rich. The submissive whore side of me struggled to tell him no. The gfe side of me was like what the fuck, this guy is a total loser. I excused myself to the restroom and never came back. I ditched him at the restaurant because I don’t like confrontation. I forgot he knows where I live. He broke down the door in the middle of the night in a rage because I left him. He had fire in his eyes. Before I could call 911 or grab my baseball bat, he had me in a choke hold and was forcing his cock in my mouth. It was rough oral with some strangulation phone sex moves. He was skull fucking me and choking me. I saw him eye my baseball bat and I knew I was in trouble. He reached over my head with his free hand and grabbed it. He was so angry, I thought he might beat me to death. Instead, he sodomized my ass with it while he continued to crush my windpipe. He was calling me names and making me apologize to him for being a worthless cunt. Suddenly, he was more appealing to me. I know. I am a twisted bitch. He went from dominant to sadistic and my cunt got uber wet.
Category: Domination phone sex
snuff sex with a pair of shemales
Snuff sex makes your cock grow harder. I bring over the best sluts money can buy, and I help you annihilate them. I know you want badly to ruin whores and I am all for making your wicked desires reality. I downloaded that app and ordered sexy tranny escorts. You had a vile and sinister thought. I knew you weren’t going to stop taking it out on me until you fulfilled that fantasy. You wanted to bring the hot tranny escorts over, and you wanted me to chop up their cocks and use fuck them with straps. You wanted them bloody and bruised. Your wish is my command. Trinity and Vanity came over at the designated time and area. They were stunning and open to do it all. I drugged them for you and had them knocked out cold and let you have your way with both. They awoke to being dickless and in pain. Discarded like trash and filled with your nut loads.
Torture Sex
Torture sex can be hot. I am a pain slut and I don’t mind a little nipple torture. I get high however, make bad decisions and end up in the hospital. The problem is that when I get super fucked up, I can’t feel much until the next day. The other night I was partying with these out of town business men I picked up in a strip club. The local strip club always has blow. Either the girls have it or the patrons, but it is usually both. These New York Wall Street types were partying in the VIP room and asked me join them. They bought me lap dances and shared their coke. I was having a great time. They wanted me to come back to their suite in the hotel next door. I didn’t think it would turn into a violent gangbang rape porn. They seemed so white collar. Suddenly, I was just a whore to fuck. The tore up my ass and my pussy. They put cigarettes out on my flesh too. I got smacked, punched and fucked. One of them informed me that I could not snort their coke for free all night without giving something back. They passed me around like candy, using me with no condoms, no lube and no care about my well being. I let them have their fun at my expense because I wanted their coke. They had the best blow. The next day, I had a broken nose and several cracked ribs. I only felt it when the coke wore off.
Kinky Bondage Phone Sex with Furry Friends
I have always enjoyed bondage phone sex. I am a kinky whore, but sometimes I go to these underground fetish clubs and meet my match. Last night, I was having fun getting tied up and fucked in the ass. I had a blindfold on so I didn’t know who was fucking me. I could tell it was many men sodomizing my puckered asshole. Cocks of various sizes and thickness were going up my booty hole. Then there was a lull. I thought they were done. I had gone through all the men and drained them. That was the case, but the lull was not only so they could rest their dicks for gangbang round two, it was so they could bring in the half-time show. I felt a slimy much smaller dick go in me. I felt hot bad breath on my back. Drool was dripping down my back. It didn’t take long to realize they ushered in man’s best friend to make a kinky ass rape porn with me. He was fucking me furiously. I could hear human giggles. They enjoyed it. I felt so humiliated and used. I had not signed up for a furry fuck. Once the four legged beast nutted in me, they made me shoot out his slimy cum. I had to lick it up from a saucer before they sodomized me for a second time. One of the most humiliating bondage whore experiences of my life.
Gangbang Rape Porn in the Alley
Do you have gangbang rape porn fantasies? Most men do; at least most men do when they see me. For whatever reason, I bring out men’s darker desires. They want to fuck me regardless if I want to be fucked. I went to the liquor store late last night. I was minding my own business when a bunch of men grabbed me and pulled me in the alley. They were waiting for a woman to come by and I was the first one that didn’t look like a crack whore according to them. I pleaded with them not to do what they were about to do because I had a husband and sons waiting at home for me. They didn’t care. In fact, I think they liked the fact that I was a suburban housewife. They didn’t know I was a taboo phone sex whore who has done things most housewives have never considered. I didn’t know what to do. Fighting them might be worse for me, but not fighting them could end up the same way. I half assed fought them. They rammed their cocks in my holes in a cold dark alley like it was something they do every night. I begged them not to cum inside me because I didn’t want to get pregnant. They joked that an old whore like me couldn’t get knocked up anyway as they shot their cum loads inside me. They were laughing at me and joking about going back to my family looking and smelling like a cum dumpster. Little did they know that is not a new look for me.
Torture Sex
I deserved torture sex. That is what he told me. In my mind, I did nothing wrong. In his eyes, I did everything wrong. He stripped me naked and tossed me in the dungeon. I hate the dungeon. There is no light and creepy crawlies are all over the floor. It is cold and damp; smells musky, maybe even putrid. He left me there over night. I was alone and scared. I tried to sleep, but I was chained up and too cold to sleep. Too scared too. I heard the door open and his heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. He asked me if I was repentant. I said yes for self-preservation even though I still had no clue what I had done. He didn’t believe I was sorry. He smacked my face. Clothes pins were attached to my nipples and clit. He affixed ball weights to elongate my nipples and clit. The weights were heavy, so heavy I felt my flesh tearing. He got the cattle prod and shocked my pussy, ass and tits until I pissed myself. I was trembling. He is so sadistic, he would make a snuff porn with me for not saying God Bless you if he sneezed. He shocked me for hours. It was hours of a cattle prod and his fists. Eventually, he stopped, but he left me in the basement for a few more days to think about my sin. I finally found out what I did to deserve days of torture and abuse. I never asked permission to use the bathroom. Torn flesh, bruised flesh, cracked ribs, burned flesh and likely pneumonia for not asking to use the bathroom. My friends warned me about this man. They told me about his reputation, but I ignored the warnings. I am a submissive whore and I am weak for dominant bad boys.
Snuff Sex Payback
It was snuff sex Sunday. No, that is not what I planned, but trouble caught up with me. I owed a lot of money to a dealer and he found me. I thought I would get away with it because I used an alias and it was a different state. Somehow, Marco found me, and it was time to pay up. He wanted to know where the coke was. He didn’t believe that I used it all. I took a brick a few months ago. That lasted me 2 months. He thought I sold it and demanded I pay him $10,000. I didn’t have $10 dollars let alone the money to pay him back. He strung me up to a rafter. I was stripped naked and torture sex followed. He didn’t believe that I was that big of a coke whore. He had me pegged as some mastermind, but I am just a huge druggy whore. I didn’t sell his brick. I put it all up my nose. That was the most coke I had ever had at one time. He cut my flesh. He burned my flesh. He punched me. He mutilated my clit. He even pulled out some teeth with pliers. When I still wouldn’t tell him where the brick was, he decided to believe me. He didn’t think any suburban housewife could endure that kind of pain if they were not telling the truth. Little did he know I was a pain slut. Now, I must pay him back what I stole plus interest. I told him I could never afford to pay back that much money, so now I am his whore. I must prostitute myself to pay him back, only I don’t get to choose the Johns. He is my pimp until my debt is settled. I have a lot of fucking to do.
Teen Maid Snuff Porn
Being a maid for a sadistic master is hard work. My work is inspected constantly for cleanliness and perfection. If it is not up to standards, master severely punishes and brutalizes me until I get it right. My holes are always up for free use whenever master pleases. When I’m dusting, mopping or worshipping master’s feet with my tongue, he enacts his rape fantasies as he pleases. My holes are meant to be brutalized day and night. He cuts me, whips me, brands me and tears and peels my skin whenever he wants. I am his property and when my time comes, Master has no problem snuffing me out. I am to be torn limb from limb, flesh removed from the bone and prepared as the finest meal for master if I do not do my chores properly. I fully intend on being the perfect teen maid whore and wait on master hand and foot until the day my pathetic life meets its end.
Playing Their Game
I never thought I would be such a submissive little black whore. I remember back when no man could ever tell me shit. Now I am sitting in a room on the floor but ass naked waiting to be fed my next meal. One of the guys keeping me prisoner here decided he wanted to start playing a game with me. If I want to eat for the day, I must quench my thirst first. Every morning for the past week one of the men will come in my room and wake me up with my morning drink. They tell me if I want to eat, I need to drink every drop of their thick warm cum. When Every last drop of cum drips down my throat the men whip me around exposing my tight little asshole. This is when the real fun begins for them, this is how I will earn my food for the rest of the day. They put a blind fold over my eyes hoping my sensation of touch will be heightened. Then the pain comes, tiny splinters piercing my asshole with every inch the rotten baseball bat enters me. The men get much pleasure of watching the blood ooze out of my tiny little asshole. Once they are satisfied, they tell me I can eat once I pick out every splinter from my throbbing bloody asshole. These men really know how to make me a submissive little whore and work for my food. They are recruiting new members soon. I am sure things are only going to get more intense.
Castration Phone Sex: A Deal is a Deal
Do you have castration phone sex fantasies? If you dream of having your dick or balls lobbed off, you are in the right place. I will not prevent you from mutilating your genitals. In fact, I will egg you on. The problem is that most men with fantasies of getting their balls chopped off, lack the balls to actually do it. That is why guys call me or hire me for castration. I don’t back off. Once you have paid me, your balls are coming off regardless if you get cold feet or not. Jeremy paid me $3,000 to castrate him then tried to back off. Maybe some women would be like oh that’s free money. Not me. They way I view it is if you pay to have your nuts chopped off, you don’t deserve to have them, and you certainly don’t deserve to reproduce. The world doesn’t need another looser. He thought he could fool me by giving me a fake name, but I ran his prints on the money he gave me. I have connections. I showed up at his place last night and did the job I was paid to do. If he would have played by the rules, I would have sedated him and given him a clean cut. Instead, I gave him nothing for the pain and I used a jagged blade. Instead of sealing the wound properly, I used my hair straightener. I left Jeremy in need of medical attention. I will leave you the same way if you try to back out of an agreement. A deal is a deal.