Category: Domination phone sex

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.

Ass Rape Porn Torture

ass rape pornThere are ass rape porn videos that I watch that get me wet. Then there are others that make me cringe in pain. My dealer loves ass torture porn. I was sucking his big black cock when one came on of a woman getting double fisted and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I couldn’t see the screen, but he narrated it for me, and I knew I was in trouble because the way his cock was reacting in my mouth. He nutted in my mouth, then summoned a few of his dealers who were dividing coke in the back. They love to help him abuse his favorite slave. Black men love having white slaves. They love fisting them too. I begged for some lube. Black me have big hands to go with their big cocks. They laughed at me and said, “We don’t want you to enjoy it whore.” At that moment, I knew I was doomed. Two fists went in my ass at once, then two more popped in my cunt. I had four fists, and not just any fists either. Big black fists inside my tiniest holes. Torture sex to the extreme is the only way to describe it. I was bleeding, gapped and covered in my own shit by the time they were done. Humiliated and sore, I curled up in a ball to recuperate, but they just pissed on me.

Missing His Black Pussy Sex Slave

He isn’t going to tell me but I know my master missed me. The way he talked about that other slave I could tell he now knows this chocolate pussy sex slave is everything he could have ever asked for. He called me down from my room and told me he wanted to talk to me. He told me he now understands he has it good with me. That I am above average when it comes to being the perfect sex slave. Now, not only does he want me to be his sex slave, he wants me to be his accomplice.Torture phone sex My master told me every other week we will train other sex slaves, the ones that are not making their masters happy. We will take them for a week and turn them into the best sex slaves they can be. I mean, these girls have no choice. They are slaves to their masters. I do not understand how someone could be bad at it. I know some girls have died from being horrible sex slaves to their masters. I guess some masters would rather not kill off their slaves. My master told me while I am an accomplice to his training operation I will not be a slave. He said the moment we are done, I better go back to being his black fuck slave or there will be punishments. Oh, if master only knew how much this black slave cunt throbbed every time I felt him abusing me for his pleasure. Calling me a nigger whore, telling me I do not deserve such a fine thick white cock, all while he is punishing my aching cunt and asshole. Master said we will get our first sex slave tomorrow. I am excited, yes I love being abused and tortured by my master but their is something about being able to do the same to a slave whore that has my clit pulsing with extasy. I will know for sure tomorrow.

Dark Fantasy Phone Sex

fantasy phone sexYou must be careful who you tell your dark fantasy phone sex desires to because some sick fucks want to make them a reality. Russ is an old friend. A party and fuck buddy. I have known him since my street hooking days as a teen girl. He was a drug dealer back then. Still is, just he is the man in charge now with a huge organization. One night we were trying out some new coke he had and sharing our dark desires.  He asked me to tell him something that might shock him. I told him I had gangbang rape porn fantasies. The violent kind. The kind where I was tied up and ravaged for days, living on nothing more than cum and piss. He gave me a what the fuck look. When a drug king pin gives you that look, you know you are fucked up. I told him that years ago. And somehow, in his doped up stupor, he remembered it. Last night we were partying and the next thing I knew, I was tied up being forcibly gang banged by his dealers. There were like 6 men taking turns on me all night long. Ass and cunt prolapsed. Rope burns from being bound for almost 24 hours. Sleep deprived and covered in cum. I looked like Russ had dumped a bucket of jizz over my head. You couldn’t even see what color my eyes were. I love being mistreated, but Russ is one sadistic man. He sat on my dark fantasy for years, waiting for the right time to make it happen for me. He showed me no mercy. That was okay. I am a taboo phone sex whore. I deserve no mercy. I just deserve to be used for mens’ sick pleasures. I know you agree.

 

Bondage Phone Sex Torture

bondage phone sexIt was a weird bondage phone sex session. H going to treat me like a nigger slave. Right then I knew I would likely die or wish I was dead. It was the later. He was pissed at something. It wasn’t me, but I was his escape goat. I am always his escape goat. That is why he strung me up from a tree in his back yard. I was completely bound, so I couldn’t move. He told me he was he keeps me around he says. He threw rocks at me. Just like I imagine lynchers did in the 40s and 50s. I was the strange fruit swaying on the poplar tree that Billie Holliday sung about. Only I am not black. I am, however, black and blue and purple with spots of red from rocks cutting my skin. He left me hanging for awhile after he ran out of stones. I was bleeding badly. I was battered even worse. I passed out, but he turned a hose on me, which woke me up. He cut me down and I fell with a thud. He pissed on my bruised and bloody body and laughed. With a smirk, he said, “Damn, Blair, that was fun.”

Torture Sex with The Punisher

torture sexTorture sex is not just something men do to me. I torture myself too. I am a pain slut. I was a cutter when I was a school girl. I think my pain tolerance grew from self-mutilation. Once I was a grown woman, I looked to other things to give me pain. Men are impressed with my pain tolerance. It is so high that I sometimes must fake cry. Men don’t like being shown up by a girl. Last night I hooked up with a guy I met at a BDSM club. Club members call him the Punisher. He loves to inflict pain. I had heard rumors about him but wanted to see if he was as bad as women say. I have a higher threshold than most women, so I needed to test things with him on my own. Fuck, I met my match. He was a punisher indeed. He had these long needles and he pierced my clit with them, and he used them on my vagina lips, making my pussy look like it had been sewn shut. He used more needles on my nipples. All my most sensitive parts were stitched with needs. Little droplets of blood coated my body. My cunt was wet. It was real pain. Not snuff sex pain, but hot mutilation pain. I think I will be seeing more of the Punisher.

Violent Phone Sex is What I Deserve

violent phone sexViolent phone sex fantasies consume me. I get high and my head gets fucked up with nasty thoughts.  I am a freak despite the soccer mom appearance.  I called up my stepson last night. We have a love hate relationship, but it works. He gets me high and then takes all his aggression out on my ass. He is a fucked up boy, just like I am a fucked up woman. Our kinky desires consume us. It makes for a perfect BDSM relationship. Last night, my stepson brought a bunch of friends with him for our date. I wasn’t prepared for that. I was not thinking gangbang rape porn, but that is what happened. His friends and him fucked every hole, even my pee hole. Let me tell you, having cocks rammed in my urethra, hurt more than three dicks in my ass at once. My stepson and his friends treated me like a piece of trash. They pulled my hair, spit on me, fucked all my holes and pissed on me too. They laughed as I pleaded for mercy. My stepson planned this. He wanted all my holes bleeding and ruined. Even though it hurt, I survived. I know he is dangerous to my health and life, but I have dark desires that can’t be curbed. I get what I deserve.