Category: Domination phone sex

Kidnapping Juliet Phone Sex

Kidnapping phone sexI love been taken over the streets by you. You’ve watched me for a while, you know my patterns my friends, where I like to go. You know that I’m just a little whore who likes to be beaten so if I went missing no one would even bat an eye. My lust for pain was bound to catch up to me eventually. You’re excited as you follow me down the road staring on my long legs, making your cock hard. You start to imagine all the things your going to make a dumb whore like me do for you. You can’t help yourself, you lunge forward and start to choke me from behind while no one is around. While I lose consciousness you drag me back and toss me into the trunk of your car before speeding me away to my end.

Whore For Life

Sadistic phone sexMy old man finally rescued me from the 5th Ward Crips. It’s been three weeks since I’d last seen sunlight and it hurt my eyes. I gripped his arm tightly as we walked out of the trap house because I was afraid the thugs would change their mind and force me to stay. He took me home and ran me a bath. I had dried cum and blood stains all over my body because they never let me bathe. I sat in the tub and tried my hardest to scrub the nightmare away. I got out of the tub feeling a lot better, but my stomach sunk when I saw a strange man with my boyfriend. My boyfriend jerked the towel from my body because he wanted to give the strange man a good view of the merchandise.
“You be really nice to my friend, you understand?” my old man demanded.
I kneeled at the strange man’s feet and unzipped his pants. I started sucking his dick automatically like a robot without feelings. I need to realize that this is my life, I’m a whore for life.

Bloody and Painful Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars like me are often strung out addicts. You need to be high to take anal torture. I was partying with a dealer and his friends over the weekend. I trade my holes for blow or whatever drug I can get. He gave me some coke if I entertained his friends. Of course, I let him pass me around like a piece of candy. It is just sex. I have fucked for far less in my life. My coke habit is expensive. My allowance doesn’t begin to cover what I use. So, years ago I learned that trading my body for blow was a smart move. It is a dangerous move too because when you barter for drugs, guys know they can do anything to you. Only a skanky bitch would trade her fuck holes for blow. To them that means anything goes, even anal torture sex. I was high, but not high enough to not feel the pain of several fists in me at once. Two fists went in my ass simultaneously. They got as deep as their elbows. Even high as fuck, I felt that shit. My ass prolapsed and bled. They laughed and joked about kicking my ass back in. They were high on something that made them more sadistic. One dude put a chain around my prolapsed ass and walked me around the room like a dog. Even though I was the pet, the other guys pissed in my face like they were dogs. I could hear my dealer saying, “Make that dirty whore earn her coke guys.” That they did. I was fisted so hard and so deep I may never sit or shit right again. I was forced to drink piss and suck dicks clean that were covered in my shit and blood. I was fucked for hours and humiliated over and over. Small price to pay for free drugs when you are an addict.

Bloody murder

snuff pornThe sound of screaming sluts brings so much pleasure to me. I scoop out the ones I want to be snuffed out, and my boyfriend handles the rest. I like to hear them beg and plead. Dumb cunts have no idea they have no fighting chance. I will do whatever it takes to make some nasty whores pay for their slutty actions. My favorite thing thus far is snuffing a whore who tries to flirt with my man. It’s like the perfect snuff porn scene. We both end up killing the bitch and jabbing her holes after we have had fun with her. Its no fun for the slut but its a real joy to hear the whore in excruciating pain. That’s the best. I light up a blunt and enjoy my high. It’s the perfect event each time. Each whore gets a different treatment, but the result is always the same. Screaming bloody murder won’t help you, sweetheart, no one will find you or hear you.

Gangbang Rape Porn in the Dirty Bookstore

gangbang rape pornI was not expecting to star in a gang rape porn in the adult bookstore. I went in to get a new vibrator. Usually, I am alone there besides the counter guy. He knows me by name. I go through sex toys like a porn star. There were some trucker guys there looking at the blow up sex dolls and flesh lights. One of the guys started talking to me, but I don’t engage strangers in sex shops. I was polite and brief. They started talking about the stuck up redhead. I started to walk to the counter, but one guy grabbed me. I saw another guy hand the counter guy a bunch of money. Hush money was my guess. I was in trouble.  I heard one of the guys say something like why get a sex doll when there was a live whore right here. They blindfolded me and ripped off my clothes. Cocks were in my mouth, pussy and ass. It went from gangbang to ass rape porn. They were fisting my ass and using sex toys in the store on me. It hurt. I was crying. Even the store clerk got in on the action, forcing his barely legal dick up my dry ass. They told me I asked for it being alone in a dirty bookstore. Perhaps they were right. Wherever I go, I have a knack for getting in trouble. I guess I give off that worthless whore vibe.

Gangbang Nightmare Ch.5

Gangbang rape pornI think my old man is dead. It’s been months and he hasn’t come back for me. He left me with the 5th Ward Crips because he owed them money. A plastic sex doll is treated better than the way I’ve been treated by this gang of thugs. I’ve been sexually assaulted on a daily basis. The room where they keep me has a door that acts more like a revolving door because every 15-20 minutes another gang member comes in and fucks me. I don’t fight anymore because they’ll beat me. I do want it takes to make them cum fast and leave. I’ve been here long enough to know which ones cum faster from head and the ones who need to be deep inside my pussy. I overheard Tec-9 saying my pussy was good enough to sell and make a serious profit and my stomach dropped because I knew I wasn’t ever going home.

Fantasy rape whores

torture sexWell, when you have to sluts ready to do just about anything for that A you have some fun bound to happen. My instructor wanted to fail my chemist partner and I. We had to do damage control. We needed to be on board with our grades to graduate on time. We went to him after class ended and he had only one thing in mind to grant us our wish to pass. We would have to be his fantasy rape victims. We would have to commit to intense torture sex for the whole summer. We hated the thought but had to do it. Our first session started right there. We were both his fisting sluts, and we both were being chocked out till we had a stream of tears. The sick fuck was enjoying it. I couldn’t believe we subjected ourselves to this for a measly pass, but we had to do it. We were going to be his whores the whole season.

Torture Sex Fantasy: Death by Orgasm

torture sexHe had a torture sex fantasy. I was the perfect star. He bought me at a black market auction for bimbos. He bought me for a steal too because I had outlived my usefulness to any man. My new master immediately put chains on me. Leg irons and handcuffs too.  He thought I was moving too slow. “Let’s go Bitch,” he yelled as he slapped me across the tits. I picked up the pace. I inquired where he was taking me. He informed me he was some sort of scientist. A mad scientist who was using me as his Guinea pig for a new assassination technique. He planned to inject me with some microscopic robots that would invade my heart and when I orgasmed would kill me by stopping my heart. His plan was death by orgasm. He stripped me naked, put a leather collar around my neck that kept my head from moving.  I was lead downstairs into the dark death chamber basement. I was scared and aroused. A spreader bar kept me from closing my legs as he examined my wet pussy and mocked me for being aroused at my ultimate demise. He injected his mad experiment into my right thigh. I felt weird suddenly. My body was taut, restrained and spread eagle. He used a variety of instruments, including his fingers to masturbate me. As hard as I tried to think of other things, unpleasant things, I found myself aroused. My wet pussy betrayed me. He was determined to make a snuff porn with his purchased whore. I fought the pleasure, but it was impossible. I am a pain slut. Deep down, I knew I deserved to die. I had just hoped, I would not go out like this. I came. I came heard. I felt my body stiffening and soon after chest pain.  In the end what gave me the most pleasure in life, killed me. What is your snuff fantasy?

Another Snuff Porn Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday is my favorite day of the week. Have you ever seen the Purge movies? In those movies, folks get a pass one day a year for 12 hours to murder. It’s legal to kill. I need a day like that once a week. I have lot of pent up anger. No amount of therapy will help my tortured soul. Killing is therapy. If I kill a couple fuckatrds on Sunday, the rest of the week is not too bad to handle. Seriously, I get out a week’s anger and aggression in one day. I pick Sunday because I am not the religious kind. If anything, I worship at the house of Satan. Most Sundays, I am killing off annoying little demon seeds, so they don’t grow up to be annoying fucktards. This Sunday was different. I killed several full grown women. Twats. Grown ass women who thought they could bully me at the mall. They were older than me and complete bitches. I figured they were nagging men at home and cheating behind their backs. The kind of women who have turned you down for years. Spoiled, pampered trophy cunts that marry for security, not love.  I followed them home to one of the girls’ little suburban white picket fenced dream home. It was idyllic I am sure, but I destroyed the peacefulness of that little suburban neighborhood. The paper will read something like 4 Socialites Massacred. It will bring thoughts of Charles Manson back. After I put the bitches in their place and got an apology from them, I sliced them up. Death and dismemberment in suburbia will be the name of the Lifetime movie. I went Texas Chainsaw on the women, leaving nothing but skin and bones and lots of blood. Well deserved deaths for annoying cunts no one will miss.

Snuff Sex by Suffocation

snuff sexSnuff sex by suffocation was his plan. I was his bondage whore and his coke buddy. I was completely bound tight. I was wrapped up like a Christmas present. I couldn’t move. When he sat on my face, I thought it was just to lick his ass, but he shoved his dick so far down my throat I started to choke. I was unable to breathe because his asshole was over my nose and his cock was making sure I couldn’t breathe out my mouth. I started flailing about. My arms were restrained behind my back, so all I could do was shrug and rock a bit. He was not a little man. I thought he was joking when he said he was going to smother me to death. He is a drug buddy. We get high and we fuck. He never has been violent towards me. He is one of the few mean who has not abused me. I still thought it was some sort of joke until I passed out. I thought that was the end, but his urine stream in my face woke me up. He was laughing at me. According to him, we were just getting started. He invited other guys to join our kinky snuff porn. Every guy sat on my face, choking me with his cock until I passed out. They woke me up by pissing in my face.  I have rope burns on my wrists and ankles. Veins are visible on my face and in my eyes. I look like I survived something, but I can’t tell anyone that I look like shit because guys smothered me with their nut sacks all night and pissed on me to revive me. That doesn’t sound like something a soccer mom would let happen to her. But then, I am no ordinary soccer mom.