Category: Domination phone sex

Two Snuff Pain Whores

Evil phone sexOne bitch to beat on and snuff out is great but two bitches are even better. Sarah and I go out often looking for a threesome with a sadist that is looking for snuff pain whores like us. We both get off on fucking pain Sarah and I. If it ain’t hurting then it is fucking boring! We always get lucky finding at least one sadist who wants to play hard and nasty with us. We lay it on the table when we start chatting with one of these sexy men. Pee on us, beat us up, make us bleed, and make it long and full of torture. Sarah and I have no time for games with lame ass “respect my body” men.

Castration Phone Sex: Let Me Make Christmas Ornaments out of Your Balls

castration phone sexAll I want for Christmas is castration phone sex. It is not even fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas music is blasting everywhere. I am not ready for good cheer and happy holidays. I was in a wicked mood last night. Everywhere I went, holiday music was playing, and decorations were up. This one asshole in a store was trying to get me to pose with Santa. Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on Santa’s lap? I am a naughty girl. I don’t get presents. He was relentless. Turns out he was hitting on me. I saw an opportunity. I mean this loser was dressed like an elf on a shelf. There was no way he could have a big dick. His voice, his outfit, everything about him was a crime against humanity. I took his number. I passed on Santa but told him I would come over to his place later. I was expecting his home to look like Santa’s workshop, but it was not decorated. It looked like a typical bachelor pad. He was expecting me. He had loser moves. Nothing original. It became clear he thought he was doing me a favor by fucking me. Like I should be grateful to bag an Elf on the Shelf?  I was trying to contain my anger. I needed a moment to gain my composure. I pulled out my knife, held it against his throat and ordered him to strip. He thought I was punking him. He got naked and as I suspected, he had a tiny dick fit for an Elf. I took his balls off right then. He started to go into shock. I wanted him a wake. This was torture sex. I got a lighter out of my purse and torched his bleeding balls. As he was crying and shaking, I kicked him where his nuts once were. I squashed him like a bug. I humiliated the life out of him. I made him question humanity. I just wanted him unable to be cheery and incapable of reproducing his stupidity in a spawn. I was feeling cheerful for the first time. I guess taking a loser’s balls was just the holiday spirt I needed, but I could always use more. What do you say? Let me make holiday ornaments out of your nuts.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Story

home invasion phone sexDo you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?

Kidnapping Phone Sex Accomplice

kidnapping phone sexWhen it comes to kidnapping phone sex, I excel at being an accomplice. This guy had me tied up in his basement. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do with me. I made him a deal. I promised him that I could get him something younger and tighter if he spared me. His curiosity was piqued. I had to do some fancy talking but I knew he would want something in better shape than me. We went to the mall. I always had a gun on me. I knew I had to pull this off or I would die. I am a soccer mom. Young girls don’t have the same stranger danger with me as they would with my kidnapper. I saw a young teen girl. I convinced her to help me carry some bags to the car for money. My kidnapper was my shadow. He jumped her when we got to the parking lot. I felt bad. I knew she was going to be his teen rape porn star, but this was survival of the fittest. When we got back to his dungeon, he tied us both up. What the fuck. I just bought myself some time I guess, but I didn’t change the ending. He took turns abusing us both. I watched as he force fucked the little whore I lured. After he came in her, he released her. I thought I might have the same fate, but he turned the tables on me. He gave her a knife and told her that I was the one who got her force fucked. She called me names then kicked me hard in the pussy. I didn’t think she had it in her to kill me. At least I hoped she didn’t. She rammed the knife in my stomach as I was tied up dangling in front of her like a carrot. Clearly, I was wrong.

Violent memories

Violent phone sex  You wouldn’t think looking for a few guys to run through me would be hard. It has been so hard to just find a few guys that will take turns on my body. I put online that I was looking for sexy, dominating men who will fuck me for free. I’m worth nothing anyway. I fuck for free and I could care less. I just want cock. I met a few and did almost an interview with my best friend and I set out to find out what I needed. Some men were too soft and couldn’t even touch me aggressively as that was part of my process. I finally found who I needed and I was so excited to get my holes filled. I wanted it to be like a horror scene. I have rape fantasies every day of my life. And It finally happened in my basement.

Mistress Ivy Shoves Her Foot Up Your Ass

Taboo phone sex

You had disappointed Mistress Ivy today and you must be punished. I made you knee down before me. You started to apologize and beg for forgiveness. You were aware of the fact that your life was at stake. I told you to kiss and lick my black patent leather boots. I had you take one of my boots off so you could suck on my toes. Then I took that foot and shoved my big toe in your tight puckered ass. I took my time slowly working all of my toes into your ass. Then I pulled them out and made you lick my shit covered toes clean. You thought I was done abusing your ass but I had only begun. I crammed those slobbery wet toes back up your ass only I didn’t stop with just the toes. I keep pushing and shoving until I had my whole foot up your ass. I was ankle deep in your ass and I was stomping on your prostate glands as you were screaming. I squeezed your prostate glands with my toes causing you to blew your load. I made you lick all your salty creamy cum off of the dirty floor. Then I made you clean my bloody shit covered foot with your warm wet mouth. I told you to make sure that you stick your tongue between each and every toe. That you better make sure my foot is sparkling clean or you won’t ever be able to cum again. Because I would cut your balls off and watch your miserable little ass bleed to death!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI will admit that I have rape phone sex fantasies. Most women do but must women don’t get off when they are really attacked. Something is extremely wrong with me. This I know! I was with a girlfriend earlier in the week. I had to clean up and act classy for a performance of Phantom of the Opera. I am a suburban housewife. I can clean up when I need too. I was in a full length dress. My friend and I had our hair and nails done for the occasion. After the show, I snuck backstage to see if I could meet the Phantom. His voice was amazing. I was a tad star struck.  I didn’t get far enough behind stage before a man grabbed me and pulled me into a maintenance type closet. I thought it was security at first. I was clearly trespassing.  The masked man ripped my dress. He put his hand around my mouth and force fucked me. He shoved his cock up my ass with an intensity I had not experienced yet. His hands slowly moved down to my throat and started choking me. Choking the life out of me. This was no rape fantasy. This was the real thing and I was scared. But he noticed I was wet. He called me a skanky old whore for liking the assault. He was right. I had no idea who this masked attacker was. He was violent, and I was wet. Wet from the pain, wet from the assault. I am more than just a taboo phone sex whore. I am a sick twisted bitch who enjoys being assaulted and used. After he came inside me, he removed the mask and spit in my face. I recognized him as the bartender that was making my drinks all night. He told me if I told a sole, he would kill me. I used my debit card, so he has my information. I would never tell anyone but you. I am hoping he comes and finds me at home soon. It was a wicked hot force fuck.

Taboo Phone Sex Slave

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex slaves like me enjoy being used and abused. I thought I did until I met Master Matt. We met online. We hooked up a few time s to fuck, then the last time, he wouldn’t let me go home. He tossed me in his dungeon basement. I was stripped naked and tied up. For days, he only came down to let me pee in a bucket. Shit too. He fed me scraps of food like I was a junk yard dog. After a few days, I smelled and was starving. I would have done anything he wanted for a ham sandwich. What he wanted was anal sex. Not just any kind either. He wanted anal torture sex. I bent over and took his dry fist up my ass. He told me to bleed for him. I had no control over that. He had all the power. He just twisted his fist a few times and he got what he wanted. Blood and shit on his hand. He loved abusing me. Our sexual encounters before, he said, were boring. He wanted me in pain. He wanted proof of pain, like blood. He got it. He humiliated me too. After he anally fisted my ass until it prolapsed, he dumped my bucket of piss and shit on me. He left me there for a few more days.

Bound

Torture phone sex

I was asleep in my room last night when my father and his girlfriend burst in the door and dragged me from my bed. They drug me by my hair into the basement where I was bound in rope and hung from a rack with my pussy and ass exposed for them. I was tied so tight I could barely move a centimeter. First they tortured me by whipping my pussy with a leather flogger until my pussy lips were red and swollen with pain. My poor cunt was aching, but no matter how much I screamed and begged for them to stop, they would not relent. Then she took the handle of the whip and roughly fucked my pussy and ass with it. Despite the pain I was in, I couldn’t help but cum. 

They put hard clamps on my nipples and tightened them until they bled. I screamed until my voice was hoarse. I knew they weren’t done with me yet though. While I was still bound tightly, my father entered me from behind and violently force fucked my ass. He never uses lube and by the time he was done, my asshole was in pain and dripping blood and cum. Now it was her. turn. She entered the room wear her largest and most formidable strap on cock. She brutally fucked my face with the torturous rubber cock before fucking my pussy and already painfully well fucked ass. 

When they were done with me after a few hours, they left me tied to the rack for the rest of the day. I was so hungry and thirsty when they finally untied me. I had to go to the bathroom so bad while I was hanging up there that I pissed myself. When they saw how I had soiled myself, they made me lick every drop of my urine up off of the cold basement floor. It was so humiliating and degrading. I live in fear of what they will do to me next. 

Bondage Phone Sex Explored His Rape Fantasies

bondage phone sexIt started out as bondage phone sex. I love being tied up. I have supported my coke habit with fetish modeling for years. I thought this was just another fetish model shoot.  When I arrived at the site, I was greeted by a guy. We were alone. This was clearly not a set like I was expecting.  I asked about payment. He said I would be compensated well if I was a good whore. I told myself this was just some pervert with money. I looked at myself as an escort for the evening. He was paying me to explore his rape fantasies. I wished it had just been that once it was over. He wanted some sort of contortionist sex. He had me bound tight and in all sorts of poses that were unnatural for my body. Honestly, I thought he might break my spine in some of the positions he forced me in. He was more than a kinky pervert. He was a masochist and I was his paid whore. I had to endure the snuff sex or be killed. Once he couldn’t cum any more, he started fucking me with objects. Large blunt objects that stretched out my ass and my cunt. Large objects that bloodied my fuck holes. He just laughed at my stupidity for agreeing to meet a stranger for money. I know I was dumb, but he seemed legit. I needed the money for coke. I wasn’t sure I would be released, but I was after a few hours.He told me he couldn’t kill something he enjoyed so much.  He took lots of pictures of me bound and bloodied. I watched him put the pictures in some photo album. Twisted spank bank I guess. He gave me cash and told me he hoped to work with me again soon. Not if I can help it.