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Taboo phone sex sluts like me get into some bad situations. Over the weekend, I was partying with some frat boys. They have great drugs and like to party. Things got nasty quickly. I have partied with these dudes before with no problem, but there was a new guy in the frat. He was the ring leader of this bunch and he said redheads are the devil. That made them all look at me differently. They swarmed me and chanted “die bitch” over and over. I wasn’t sure if they were serious or joking. It felt real. When they started choking me and forcing their dicks in my ass like I was a dirty ass rape porn star, I knew they didn’t care about me at all. I was going to be beaten, choked and fucked to death. The got their kicks fisting my ass. They had on big college rings and laughed at my gaping bloody ass. I cried, which made them laugh even more. Hours went by and they were stilling fucking me and passing me around like candy. I was close to passed but they didn’t care. They still chanted things like “die bitch,” “die whore.” I am scrappy, but this was too much. They were enjoying torturing me, treating me like garbage. I wanted to die, but they wanted to make the pain last and they did.

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Sometimes I really think there is something wrong with me and the way I think. I really love being violated. I love everything about it, the adrenaline rush, the screaming, and the crying. There are times I try to get force fucked honestly. Today was one of those times, I knew my foster dad was home, but no one else was home. I made my way to the kitchen completely naked. I started cooking when I heard him making his way down the steps, but I pretended I didn’t know he was home. When he cleared his throat in the door way I jumped, and “accidentally” spilled olive oil all over my bare chest. I told him I thought no one was home,  and covered my chest with my hand. He came over to me and tore my hands away from my breasts. He forced me to turn around as I begged and pleaded him not to. He grabbed my waist and slammed his cock into my tight ass. I screamed and cried while he plowed into me. Then, he growled that he would give me something to cry about, and he stuck my hand on the stove burner that was still on. I screamed as the flesh melted off my hand. He finished his assault by shooting his load into my hair, and then told me to finish making him breakfast.

What Are Your Violent Phone Sex Fantasies?

violent phone sexI have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you have fantasies about beating a bimbo dead? I hooked up with Trevor after months of cyber sex. We met in a fetish chat room. I had dark fantasies about being beat to death and he always wanted to kill a worthless bimbo like me. On fetish sites you never know if folks are for real or not. I thought we were talking fantasy and maybe if we hooked up in person, we could do a snuff roleplay. I enjoy being smacked around and BDSM games. When I met him, he escorted me to his dungeon. He seemed like a regular man with some kinks. I like kinks. He stripped me naked and tied me up. I was spread eagle with ropes, so my body made an X. He strapped one of those industrial vibrators to my pussy and turned it on. It was moving fast on my clit causing me to cum over and over. Soon it became too intense. I begged him to stop it. He punched me in the gut hard. I thought I might puke. I held back the tears and braced myself for the pain I knew was imminent.  He started using my body as his private punching bag. He went Mike Tyson on my boobs until he burst each saline bag. Then he laughed at my lopsided boobs. He was not one of my fantasy phone sex callers. This man wanted to make his dark fantasies come true with me. He wanted to hurt me dead. He kept mixing pleasure with pain until I was puking and bleeding all over my naked body. I was close to passing out when he revived me with smelling salts. “I want you to feel every inch of me whore,” he seethed in my ear. Every inch was not his cock but his fists. He didn’t kill me only because I am one tough broad, but he left me for dead. I survived out of tenacity and because I want you to be the one to finally snuff sex me to death.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? Many men have more than fantasies. I know. I am often force fucked.  I ask for it. I am a druggy whore. Guys know what I am looking for when I go to certain places. I have that will fuck for drugs look all over my face. This one guy wanted to have me gangbanged. He was a black dealer, but he just wanted to watch his junkie clients sodomize me. I don’t do smack, but this night I did. He shoved a needle in my arm and I went limp. It hit me quickly. I was being passed around like a party favor. I vaguely recall one guy saying I needed a sponge to clean up all the jizz running out of my ass. Another dude shoved my torn panties up my ass to soak it up. Then I remember those cum soaked panties being shoved in my mouth as a ball gag because I started screaming when the ass rape porn started. Fists, shoes, cocks, even dirty needless went up my ass. My ass was bleeding from the needles cutting into my flesh. The smack made me feel like I was out of my body watching men abuse and degrade me. When the smack wore off, I felt every inch of what they did to my body. There is not enough cock in the world to make me not feel that pain. Three days later, my ass is still bleeding and prolapsed.

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Today on my way home from school my foster mom’s friend Jimmy offered me a ride home from school. He seemed nice enough and honestly I always had a huge crush on him. He told me we had to stop at his place first even though it was out of the way. I was cool with it again I thought he was super-hot. When we got to his place he offered me tea, but then spilt it all over me. He offered to wash it for me, but all of his clothes were way too small for me. So I took off my wet clothes, and wore a towel while he threw my clothes in the washer. When he came back is when he really started flirting. He asked me to remove my towel, and I made him promise not to tell my mom. We started fucking on the couch, but then some kind of animal like instinct took over him. He was slamming his dick into me to the point where it was ripping me and I was bleeding. When I begged him to stop this only fueled him more. He grabbed my hair and forced me to roll over. Then he began pushing his dick into my tight asshole and I screamed kicked and cried. It was no use finally I told him I would be a good girl and do whatever he wanted. He told me to suck his cock. When he let go I made a run for the door, but he grabbed me by the hair and slit my throat. The last thing I felt was his warm cum shooting inside of me.

Domination Phone Sex: I Do Anything to Please

domination phone sexIt was a domination phone sex call. I get a lot of those as a submissive slave. Some phone masters remind me of real life experiences.  Master Ted reminded me of this one time when I was fucking out of desperation for coke. Why? Well, Master Ted was having me fuck myself with various things I could find in the house. A rolling pin, a wine bottle, a curling iron, a hairbrush, even my own fist. Once time this dealer told me he would give me coke if I entertained him. I tried to suck his dick, but he slapped me away, much like my phone master. Some men love using my skanky holes, others won’t get near me with a ten-foot pole. They don’t want anything to do with my skanky holes. I was desperate for coke that night like I often am. I started dancing for him and he laughed. He shamed me for thinking I was sexy like a stripper. I had two strikes, so I had to think quickly. I saw a baseball bat and I grabbed it. I started pushing it up my cunt and he didn’t roll his eyes, so I knew I was going in the right direction this time. He shifted his legs, which usually means hard dick in pants. I fucked my cunt so hard, I was raw. Like hurts raw. What got me the blow was putting that bat up my ass like an ass rape porn star. I ruined my asshole, but I got my coke. Master Ted was getting off listening to me fuck my pussy and ass with things way too big to be fucking my holes with. If you call me for some subby fun, remember I will put anything up my holes to please you.

Torture Sex with a Roman Candle

torture sexTorture sex is what I endured for hours on end over the weekend. I disappointed master by being a cheating whore. I know I need permission to do anything, even to take a pee. I went to a new fetish underground club and didn’t tell him. He was checking it out too and I got busted red handed. I thought he was going to let it slide. He just gave me a disapproving look, but he didn’t act. I should have known better. He once broke my arm for forgetting to flush the toilet after he used it. He is a mean SOB; he wouldn’t let anything go. Three days later I got my punishment. It was the worst punishment he has ever inflicted on me. He tied me up, which is nothing. I thought he was going to put oranges in a pillow case and beat me. Honestly, he has almost killed me with that method a couple times. Once I saw the firecrackers, I was praying for a pillowcase of oranges.  He tied me up and suspended me form his beam. The beam is just high enough that I can’t touch the ground, so it is very painful. He shoved a roman candle in my ass and lit it. He counted down the explosion getting erect at my fear. He laughed when my ass prolapsed from the explosion. My ass exploded too. My blood, shit, and flesh splattered against the wall. I was pretty sure my ass was gaping even more than an ass rape porn star. Blood was running down my legs. My ass was burnt and mutilated. I was shaking, almost in shock and definitely in need of medical treatment. Master was just laughing and stroking his cock. “Now that your perfect body isn’t so perfect anymore Cassandra, perhaps you will think twice about cheating on me,” he seethed. I may think twice about even sitting now that my ass is charred and mutilated.

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  When I think about the last time I had evil phone sex it just excites me every time. I had this guy who used to pick on me in school message me to try and sleep with me. I laughed so fucking hard he was such an ass hole in school now hes trying to get with me. Well, I played it off I saw that he had stitches so I thought maybe this could be fun. Maybe I could act and pretend I am interested, so what did I do? I came up with a plan to jump his ass and fuck his stitched eye up. I told him to come over and have diner with my family and I. Not knowing I live alone. I made some calls and it was easy done just like that. He came over and as innocent as I look, I took his ass in beat him with a bat, roped him and my friends came out from hiding and fucked him up, I cut his stitches right open. I left him lying breathless. He needed a nice little lesson.

Ass Rape Porn at the No Tell Motel

ass rape pornAss rape porn happens just about anywhere I go. Something about me screams my holes are open for torture to men when they meet me. I checked into a no tell motel last night to get high. My husband knows I have a problem, but I am not allowed to get high at home if the boys are home. He was home last night and on my last nerve, so I fucked my dealer, scored some dope and went to this crack motel. Everyone there is either doing illicit drugs or lot lizard skanks selling their fuck holes to truckers or druggies. I am not proud to go there. I am an upper class housewife, but I have no place I can get high. I was feeling good when some dude broke down my door. It wasn’t hard to do. He had a few friends with him. I guess they thought I snubbed them when I checked in. I didn’t need to fuck, I had my medicine. I just ignored their “hey babies.” They thought I owed him an apology. One guy tied me up, so I couldn’t fight. Once I was secure, they took turns force fucking my ass and pussy. They smelled like sweat and gas. They didn’t just fuck me. They pissed on me and slapped me around. They were drunk bastards. I just had to endure it until they got bored. They did leave, but they left me tied up and the door open. Apparently, they told the other folks at the hotel I was down to fuck. All night, random men came into my room and fucked me. Some just beat me or came on me, a few fisted me. It was a nightmare. I never got to enjoy my blow. Guess that is just a day in the life of a taboo phone sex junkie.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Fantasies

cannibalism phone sexI have cannibalism phone sex fantasies. I am a sick bitch. I am tall with meat on my bones. I love the idea of being cooked alive. My deep dark fantasy almost came true last week when I was hitchhiking. I know today, hitching a ride with a stranger is dangerous. Very dangerous. My car died on the side of the road. It was 95 degrees outside. I had to get in a car. My car was not the only one overheating. A nice older couple picked me up. Honestly, I thought they were harmless grandparents. I didn’t think they could be flesh eating zombies. They gave me a bottled water to cool off. It was obviously spiked because the next thing I knew, I was naked and bound with a stick up my ass. They were putting something on my body. It was butter. Melted butter mixed with herbs was all over my body. I was scared. This was not a fantasy. I was not having a nightmare. Grandpa and grandma were going to cook me alive and eat me. I was dinner. They were singing and smiling like nothing was unusual. I think there is something unusual about cooking a 150-pound blonde goddess alive. When I tried talking, they shoved an apple in my mouth like I was the main course at a Hawaiian luau.  There was a huge pot of boiling water in the corner. I knew that was where I was going next. As a blue haired granny, took sticks of butter and rubbed them all over my body, grandpa cut veggies into the pot. I didn’t think they could move me to the pot. They were old and frail looking. They didn’t need too. They rang a bell and an army of inbred mother fuckers hungry as fuck came and dumped me into the boiling water. I passed out from the pain, so the rest went blank. I hope I fed the family from Deliverance well. Maybe I can bring more satisfaction in death than I could in life.