Category: Domination phone sex

Bondage Phone Sex with a Side of Home Invasion

bondage phone sexBondage 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

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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. 

Monster I’ve Become

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Today I got see what it was like looking from the inside out. I see another girl being brought down. She looked smaller than me, more fragile and broken. She was crying and scared. I felt pity for her because I knew what was to come and I knew what she going to be put through. I felt so bad for her but then I felt relief because it meant that I was going to get a break and I wasn’t going to be abused today. I got to watch all those men abuse her. I watched her holes being filled. I watched her cry and I wanted to cry with her because I felt her pain. I kind of was being turned on though. What does that make me? My pussy being wet watching hers being pounded deep, her mouth being full and her ass dripping with cum. I watched all her holes being abused and I wanted to cum. What kind of monster am I becoming?

Brutal Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornFinally, I got to make another ass rape porn. I am known on the BDSM circuit as a hardcore anal whore. I make bank off my ass because I do things most women will not even consider. I love cocks the most in my ass, but often directors are not paying me for the normal things in an ass. I have worked with this director before. I love him because he pays the most and he is gentler with me than most directors. Not this time. I arrived in Columbus for the shoot. He told me this was a violent and brutal forced ass movie. My cunt got wet. His videos cater to men who have rape phone sex fantasies. He made me do an enema first. He wanted my reactions as real as possible, so I never met my costars until they rushed me. He does unscripted movies to give them an authentic feel. This felt authentic. A couple guys came out of nowhere and stockpiled on top of me. They sodomized my ass, often putting a few big cocks in my ass at the same time. I could feel my asshole gaping. It was stuffed to capacity. One of the dudes tied my hands up and hooked me to a bar above the couch. He rode me hard. He did not put me away wet, however. I was dry expect for some blood from my torn asshole. Oh my, I was screaming in pain. I tried to ask for a cut, but that was not happening until it was all done. These men attacked my asshole with brute force. They pinched and bit my nipples. They spit in my face, slapping me repeatedly calling me a blonde bimbo. I know I am an anal taboo phone sex whore, but my ass has never been fucked like that. I did get paid, which is good because my asshole does not look pretty right now. I am going to need a few days to recover.

Sadistic Phone Sex

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I was in for some sadistic phone sex. I fucked up. I was trusted with some cocaine. No one should ever trust me with that. It was a lot, so I figured a few pinches would never be noticed. A few pinches turned into a few more pinches and so on. Before long, I was naked snorting coke dust off the floor because I went through it all in a couple days. In my defense, you do not tell a coke whore to watch your coke. I tried to make it up to him. I promised him money. I even offered up my fuck holes. He said nothing would teach me a lesson better than torture sex. He said pain is the only way bitches learn. He tied me spread eagle from a bean in the ceiling. He put a ball gag in my mouth because he did not want to hear my excuses or apologies anymore. He hooked me up to some sort of electric shock machine. He enjoyed watching my body convulse. I pissed myself a few times too. He took a cattle prod and shoved it up my ass. I was twitching, spitting, pissing and shitting all over the place. Shock wands are not meant for the ass. He did not care. This was punishment. He told me I had a death wish messing with his coke. I wanted to be dead. Even high as fuck, I felt every inch of what he did to me. It went on for hours until he let me go. He cut me down and I could not walk. I could barely move. I could smell my singed flesh from the current. I could also smell the shit and piss that expelled from my body. I was ready to run for the hills screaming, “Free at last,” but he was hardly done with my punishment. It is a miracle I survived the night.

Man’s Best Friend

Taboo phone sexI know that I am a whore and I know that some people think the things I am willing to do are filthy and nasty. But they don’t know how erotic it is to be owned and dominated by a man.

Did you ever wonder why fido is man’s best friend? It’s because he knows the mutt is loyal and worships him, and that’s what I do. I worship my owner.

And if my owner tells me to worship his four legged bestie, I do!

His little furry friend has needs and my owner does not want a whole bunch of little ones messing up his perfect world. So when his best friend starts getting a little hump happy, my owner orders me to take care of it!

He gets so much pleasure out of watching me suck on fido’s cock! And the furry guy likes it to! He always rewards me with a nice fucking in his traditional four legged style!

I love the way he munches my kitty just before he climbs on my back! And the  bloody scratches and grunting just makes me want to back my fuck hole harder into it!

The best part…and this is our little secret…the swelling of that fido cock after he fills my cunt with all his bastard batter, sends my cunt into tantrums! I know he is plugging up my cream pie so all his little swimmers find a home, but I haven’t found a man yet that gets thicker and harder after he comes and plugs that whole up the way that mutt can!

 

Waiting for his return

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It has been a few days, or at least I think it has been. In this dark lonely basement, I really can’t tell time. No windows, no light, no sounds except my whimpers, a rusty pipe dripping and maybe even something crawling. I’m not sure if I appreciate the time away. He’s been gone a few days now, my poor swollen pussy thanks him, but I also have this pit of fear in my stomach. I fear what is to come. Will things be worse since he’s been gone so long? Maybe he has another victim somewhere and is just giving my abused pussy a break. I just worry what he will do when he comes back. Will I be punished even more? Will he be alone? Will all my holes be filled? Will I cry again and beg for mercy? Will he laugh at me like he always does, especially at my pathetic attempts to beg my way home?  I don’t know what is to come and there is nothing I can do about it, except sit here in anticipation. Waiting for my kidnapper to return. 

Fantasy Phone Sex for National Frankenstein Day

fantasy Phone sexI often do fantasy phone sex and fantasy photo shoots. Men love to think of me as all sorts of things. I do cosplay shoots and festivals. Lately, I have not had many requests, but I did my first fantasy photo shoot in ages over the weekend. I have been a witch and I have been a vampire. This was the first time I got to be a sexy Bride of Frankenstein. Why? Because it was National Frankenstein Day. I know, right? You had no clue there was such a day either. I love monsters. I have been a huge fan of the old school horror movies like Dracula, The Werewolf, The Creature from The Black Lagoon and of course, Frankenstein. Honestly, if I did not need the money to buy coke, this would have been one fantasy phone sex shoot I did for free. Everything seemed legit. There was a set with lots of crew members. I had a stylist and wardrobe assistant. A check was cut for me for the photo shoot. Things took a creepy turn, however, when I met my Frankenstein. He was a giant. I kept thinking he was not an actor but maybe some real-life monster. I could not see a mask or makeup. Just a good makeup artist, I assumed. I mean the monsters of movies are fictional, right? I tried to forget the weird feeling I had in my gut. I just focused on my payday. My Frankenstein did not speak to me. He just grunted. He was really in character for National Frankenstein Day. I thought it was a photo shoot, but I saw a film camera. When I heard the director yell, “Go,” I was confused at what to do. My Frankenstein knew what to do, however. He scooped me up and took me to a dirty mattress on the floor. He force fucked me. His cock was monstrous big. I was screaming as it felt like two feet of thick cock was crammed up my cunt. I could feel his monster dick in my belly. I was bleeding. I was pissing myself. This was not what I signed up for. This was not a fantasy phone sex photo shoot. This was a snuff film and I was duped into it. I still do not know if this was some dude deep into character or a real-life Frankenstein force fucking my holes. I got paid, but I got gaped and destroyed too.

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All Tied Up

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He was alone this time. He had me tied in multiple places. My legs were spread open to where I couldn’t close my legs. My arms stretched out and tied to the ceiling. He said he was going to gag me but then changed his mind. He says he loves hearing me scream and cry when he is shoving his hard cock deep inside of me. He really loves it when I beg for mercy. I beg him for no more. I don’t know how much more my poor abused pussy can take. I don’t even know how long I have been here. The days run together and I have no sense of time. It’s nothing but darkness in this basement. I’ve pretty much forgotten what the sun looks like or feels like on my skin. I just hope as long as I keep him cumming and be a good girl, that maybe one day, I might get to go home.

Ass Rape Porn Star for Life

ass rape pornWhen men discover you are an ass rape porn star, they get obsessed with your ass. I try not to tell men I date about my dark past or my dirty side, but they always find out. Many know already and that is why they pursue me. I was duped into a date with Charlie. He said he happened to see my profile on Plenty of Fish. That is my one vanilla site. I may be a dirty whore and a nasty freak, but I like to be wined and dined too. Charlie is a doctor and a handsome older man. I thought he just wanted a pretty thing to spoil. He lied. He is a snuff sex addict. He has a dark side too. A dark side that needed feeding with rough anal sex. He showed my asshole no mercy. Zero mercy. He choked me as he sodomized me. There was no spoiling. There was only force fucking. He told me he knew who I was and that I had a lot of nerve trying to pass myself off as a princess. Dirty anal whores do not deserve special treatment. They deserve brutal ass fuckings. Hard to believe one man could fuck my ass like that, but he ruined me. He tore my anus. I was bleeding. I was crying. Even a pain slut has her limits and it was Charlie’s mission to find mine. He found it in 30 minutes. He joked that without a pretty rosebud he just robbed me of my ability to make money. He wanted me dependent on him for cash because he has friends who want to ass fuck a dirty anal whore like me. He said he can keep a roof over my head, but I will be his torture sex doll in return. I can never escape men just like my father it seems.