Category: Domination phone sex

Locked In The Cabinet

Young voice phone sexMy sadistic and psychotic Father took it upon himself to lock me inside of the kitchen cabinet underneath the sink for absolutely no reason at all aside from the fact that he gets off on seeing me suffer at the strength of his own hands. After forcing me to be crammed into the small box of a space for days on end, he drilled a hole from the outside, finally letting in some fresh air that I could gasp up into my lungs. There were so many bottles of cleaning products locked in the cabinet with me, it made it hard to breath with the strong scent of chemicals penetrating my insides. Although I sounded like I was hacking up a lung from coughing so hard while trapped in that hell hole, my Daddy still didn’t give a fuck. He is sick and depraved, he has no remorse for his actions whatsoever. I’m used to his worthless treatment of me, it’s been like this since day one when I entered into this world. I’m a washed up, used up bitch and my cunt needs to be punished as often as possible! Daddy gave me what I deserved, after all, that’s the treatment that pretty little cum sluts like me are supposed to be receiving! Torturous and dark, my young, sexy sounding voice only makes it all the better!

Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch

ass rape pornAss rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.

Playing Both Sides And Loving It Part 2

Torture sexHearing his words.  Knowing this was my chance to do to this little cunt bitch exactly what I wanted done to me.  I walked right over to the dope up bitch and backhanded her hard across her fucking face.  Then immediately I stripped the little whore down.  She was drooling and trying to mumble the words please no stop.  I just laughed at her  and told her to shut the fuck up.  The man that was with us (sorry never found out his name.) put in a Snuff porn video for entertaining background noise.  I started to twist at this cunt’s nipples and cunt lips.  Taking my cigarette and burning her.  Laughing as her screams were muffled by the drugs in her system.  I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and started to cut at her flesh.  Just enough so she can feel the pain and I can see the blood.  She tried to fight me off but in her doped up state of mind she could barely move.  Just become a blubbery pile of shit on the floor.  I grabbed some salt and poured the salt into her open cut wounds.  Her body lashed at the pain I was inflicting.  This made my cunt sloppy fucking wet.  I saw a bat near by and whacked her a few times hard in the stomach and on the thighs.  Before shoving the bat deep in her cunt. Sliding the bat in further and further with each stroke.  Torture sex brings out the best orgasims in me.  The man was relishing in all this torture I was inflicting on this bitch.  His fuck rod was fucking hard as a rock. He walked over to us and pushed the bat out of her and shoved his cock in her.  He told me to start bashing her head in with the bat.  I squirted right there in my panties with his words.  “Ohh  Yes I shouted out!”  As I began to smash her head in.  feeling every blow that hit her head vibrate through the bat.  Oh My God what a fucking turn on this all was.  She was lifeless and he was still pounding away at her dead body.  Then he turned his attention to me.  And I knew exactly what I was in for.  The time of my fucking life!!!

Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sex

Bondage phone sex? Are you into that? I am one of those girls who loves to be tied up and abused. I am a submissive whore. Tie me up and fuck the shit out of me. I got more than I bargained for the other night, as usual. I was checking out a new club. BDSM club that matches servants with masters. I was at the club’s mercy to be paired with a master who would not do any real damage. I didn’t fair so well. Master Toby was one of those guys who hates women. He was not so much a Master as just a cruel man who hated all women. He took out his anger on my body.  I was his punching bag for a good hour before he even pulled out his cock. He smacked my tits. He pierced my clit with some sort of pin. I was in pain. Lots of it. I was screaming to get out of the room. I didn’t sign up for torture sex, but it was what I was getting. I didn’t get but one scream out, when Master Toby took off his belt. I felt leather around my neck. He tightened it so tight that I couldn’t breathe. That is when his dick went up my ass. The harder he fucked my ass, the tighter the belt became on my throat.  Some help came. I knew the club had to have some rules. All the BDSM clubs do. Instead of helping me, however, the guys joined in. They saw free pussy and ass.  Two cocks forced their way into my cunt and ass. One guy rammed his dick down my throat. He was holding on to the belt with both hands as his big dick choked me.  I passed out. Woke up in the room covered in cum and bruises. Another day in the life of a worthless whore.

He wanted snuff sex but not like this!

snuff sexHe wanted snuff sex, he was very clear on that… but he wasn’t very specific as to who would be getting snuffed so I decided it would be him! He was such a cocky arrogant man and I just can NOT stand those kind of beasts! I will not bow to some man, I am a very dominate, aggressive woman and he would be bowing to me whether he liked it or not! I had to bring him down a peg or two so I told him that the only way I would help him snuff a bitch is if he let me fuck him first and this eager little homo jumped at the chance! I think his hyper masculinity was just a cover for his faggoty wimpy ways. I forced him to suck my rubber cock and even bent him over and forced his ass open, he was screaming and begging me to stop, that it was too big but I just kept right on pounding! Then I hit the little spring on the side of my strap on… the little button that pops out a very sharp knife from the tip of my rubber cock and I literally fucked that faggot to death!

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasiesIf you have murder phone sex fantasies, you are not alone. Most men harbor them; usually for a woman. My stepson has them for me. Since he was a wee boy, he has hated me because I was his father’s whore. But daddy married the whore and left the Madonna, my step son’s mother. Now, he is all grown up and his hatred is fueled by drugs and years of plotting revenge. He got in my face the other day and let off some steam. I called him a pussy who couldn’t get over the past. I didn’t realize he was high on meth. He flew into a rage, claiming he had fantasized about killing me for two decades. I told him he couldn’t kill me because pussies don’t act, they just whine and bitch. He snapped. He smacked me across the room. I tried to run, but he lunged at me, grabbed my leg and pulled me back towards him. He ripped off my clothes and set them on fire, while he tied me up. “Who is a pussy now, bitch,” he seethed. He pulled his cock out. I knew what was next. First, he pissed all over my face while laughing at me; then he fucked me. My cunt and my ass got fucked like a man with pent up rage would fuck: savagely. I was bleeding and crying. I couldn’t make him listen to me. I didn’t think he had this in him. Years of nothing but passive aggressive comments and now, I felt like he might very well kill me. He kicked me in the gut repeatedly like he was channeling A Clockwork Orange. I thought he was done, when he fell backwards on to the couch. Then he picked up the light, tightened the cord and wrapped it around my neck. Everything went dark.

 

Ass Rape Porn Fantasies

ass rape pornWhen I was younger, I watched ass rape porn all the time. I told myself, I can do that. My daddy loved abusing my ass when I was a young girl. He enjoyed sharing my ass with his friends too. It was nothing for him to have a poker night with the boys that ended in an anal gang bang for me. When I ran away, I told myself I could make it as a fetish porn star. I was right. Almost 20 years later, my ass is still taking a pounding. A good pounding too. I told this guy I met at a fetish bar that I loved anal sex. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a fog in the bathroom with a group of men fucking my asshole. I was covered in cum and saliva.  I had no idea how I got there; I assumed I was drugged. They were flushing my face in the toilet, pissing down my throat and fucking my ass two to three cocks at a time. I was being choked with my own blonde locks. No one was using condoms. There were so many guys. I knew none of them. They were smacking the shit out of my tits, face and ass. I was going to be black, blue and gaped in the morning. I would be lucky if I could walk or sit in the morning. Silly boys had no clue who they were force fucking. I am no choir girl. I would have gladly gone into the bathroom with them without being doped. I want to be a gangbang rape porn star. I am still waiting for the guys who can ruin me, maybe even snuff me for good. Could that be you and your friends? I double dog dare you.

Gangbang Rape Porn in Exchange for Drugs

gangbang rape pornIf you enjoy gangbang rape porn, I have a story for you. I was at this guy’s house last weekend to score some party favors. Not my usual dealer, but I heard from a friend he would fuck a woman in exchange for dope. I was cash poor, but pussy rich. Not like I have not fucked for drugs before. It’s just sex? Means nothing. My dope, however, means everything. It is how I function. I get there and he is not alone. There are like 50 Mexican dudes there. I don’t know if it was a house party or just his posse. They all looked me up and down like I was fresh meat. I could understand a few words like punta and gringa. They wanted to fuck me. I was in way over my head. I was planning on fucking one sleazy guy for some coke, not an army of men. I had no say in the matter. They grabbed me, ripped my clothes off and slammed me down on the floor. Big brown hairy cocks chocked me until I puked. They didn’t care. They just saw my fuck holes open for business. Strong hands pinned me face down in my own vomit while I got sodomized, fucked and fisted. Other men were circle jerking around me, dousing me in cum. I was violated like a street corner hooker. I could feel my cunt and ass bleeding. I could feel the life being choked out of me slowly and cruelly. I was in pain. I couldn’t speak from all the cocks rammed down my throat. They were laughing as I gagged and gasped for air. Finally, they stopped. No idea why. I guess I had drained them all. I was a ball of sweat, blood, cum and puke.  When I tried to slither to the door, a foot stomped me on my back. “We aren’t done with you yet gringa,” one of them laughed.

Endless Abuse

Sadistic phone sexI’ve been in an abusive relationship with my crack addict boyfriend since I was a teen. I met him through my parents who are also crack addicts. All my boyfriend had to do to take me from my neglectful parents was toss them a few crack rocks. He took my virginity and my innocence. It wasn’t long before he was forcing me to sell my body to keep him high. He beats me for almost anything because he has a hair trigger temper. He expects food on the table and a spotless home anything less is another ass beating. I figured out the only way his dick can get hard is through violence. Sometimes when he’s feeling really sadistic he’ll force me to suck his cock for hours until my lips are swollen. I’ve tried running away but he always finds me and beats me for trying to escape. Sometimes I hope I get in the wrong car and the john ends my life, because that’s the only thing I have left…hope.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Accomplice

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex stories are hot to share. I love it when guys tell me about the naughty things they have done to a hitchhiker or some young thing they snatched out of the mall. I have been kidnapped before. I am a stupid bimbo, who often doesn’t assess stranger danger well. I guess I am asking for it. Last month I was at the park jogging. I saw the white van. I knew better. Any woman with half a brain knows to be leery of vans in parking lots and alongside the road. I heard some strange noises. Honestly, I thought someone was in the van who needed help. I got close to the van to snap a picture of the plate but before I could do that, the back door swung open, knocking me down. I woke up tied up and naked with a bunch of other women. Many were young girls. It appeared to be a sex slavery ring. I was way older than most of the girls tied up. I suspected I was not a target but a foil to their plan. I was collateral damage, so I had to think quick or I would be killed. We arrived at an abandoned warehouse. I was presented to a man before the other girls. They spoke Russian, but I could read the body language. I chimed in that I was a submissive whore. I t old them what a god fuck doll I would be. What sold them on sparing my life, however, was the fact that I said I could be a ringer for them. I could help lure young girls into a trap. That night, I brought them 6 fresh young sluts. Virgins too. I proved my worth to their outfit. I have been bringing them young girls, even some boys, to sell and use ever since. I have even helped snuff out a few little bitches who weren’t cooperative. I think you might find me a great asset too for accomplice phone sex.