Category: Domination phone sex

Made a Gangbang Rape Porn When Minding My Own Business

gangbang rape pornWhen I went to the adult bookstore to get a new vibrator, I had no plans to be at a gangbang rape porn star. I minded my own business. And I went straight to the back to pick out a new vibrator. But as I was looking at the different models, I could feel eyes on me. When I glanced sideways, I saw a bunch of bikers looking at me. They appeared to be waiting for some glory action, but they got distracted when they saw me.

I felt nervous because they had a sinister look in their eyes. And I’m no stranger to that look. I grabbed a dildo and started to hustle back up to the cashier, but one of the bikers grabbed my long red hair, pulled me back towards him and said, “Not so fast Missy.”

With one hand, he had my red hair wrapped around his wrist very tightly while his other hand pulled his cock out of his pants. His biker buddies all pulled their pants down too. And I knew I would need to suck some cock to get out of this place. I just prayed that if I sucked their cocks and made them cum, I could still get out of the adult bookstore relatively unscathed.

But I am a redheaded taboo phone sex slut. And trouble follows me wherever I go. So, you know, I did not fare well. Soon after swallowing their loads of cum, they made me strip naked and hoisted me up on a table. I felt so exposed. And I knew nothing good would come of this. They weren’t just going to fuck me and give me cocaine. They just planned on fucking me.

Sometimes, I am Just at The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

They started fish hooking my mouth, pinching my tits, and fisting my ass and my cunt. Ouch. This happened to me sober. So, I could not enjoy what they did to me. A fist up a dry hole really hurts sober. And it hurts the next day when I’m on cocaine but at least I don’t feel it in the moment. They seem to be hellbent on making me feel everything.

In hindsight, I don’t think they went to the adult bookstore for glory hole action. I think they planned to wait for some dumb cunt to come into the sex store so they could explore their rape phone sex fantasies with her. And in walked this dumb cunt.

But they let me live. It could’ve been worse. But my ass and my cunt took a severe beating. Luckily, I had enough coke at home to nurse the pain. But it just sucks that I received no compensation for my suffering. Just their cum and their fists in my holes, but no money or coke.

Women Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too, But Mine Make You My Bitch

rape phone sex fantasieDo you have rape phone sex fantasies for me? I’m here to warn you that you best not explore those fantasies. No man who ever tries to fuck me against my will lives to see the next day. Let this serve as a cautionary tale of what happens when you try to flip the script. I am dominant. And that means I am not your bitch. But you can be mine.

Ernie hired me for a job. And I told him he could be my accomplice or my victim, but I would never be his victim. And he acted like he understood. Plus, he said he didn’t want to do anything to me anyway. But he likes Goth girls. He wanted my help kidnapping, force fucking, and maybe even killing a Goth babe. I don’t have many rules in my life. But I do have a couple. One, I’m not your victim. Two, I don’t assist with anything involving a fellow Goth girl.

But he lied to me. The guy did not appear too bright.  He paid me for the job, which was to kidnap, torture, and kill a hot teen slut. I’m not a teenager anymore. He knew my rules before he paid me. I always require the money upfront in case they try to flip the script. Ernie had a death wish. He fucked with the wrong woman. And now he’s dead.

Men Think with Their Dicks and That Gets Them Dead Around Me

But I made him my ass rape porn star before I put him out of my misery. No guy fucks me against my will. I’m stronger than I look. But mostly I’m just smarter than any man because I don’t think with my dick. The moment I could tell he intended to make me his victim, I pulled out a huge knife, scared the shit out of him and tied him to his bed. In my bag of tricks, my assassination bag I guess you could call it, I keep a huge dildo with shards of glass glued to it. So, when I fucked him in the ass, he bled worse than a stabbing victim.

You should’ve heard him scream like a bitch. Music to my ears. Can’t come for me without consequences and the only consequence for coming after me is death, but with a lot of torture first. This loser really thought he could overpower me. But once that torturous dildo entered his ass, I think he understood who was in charge. I just enjoy pegging a man’s ass who deserves it. And for some I ruin their asses. Ernie learned a valuable lesson the hard way.

Torture Serves as Foreplay to Me

I fucked his ass with my malicious dildo so long and so hard that I prolapsed his ass and shredded it. His ass now looked like raw hamburger meat. He turned out to be such a wuss too. He passed out several times. But I revived him. You need to feel torture. Nobody sleeps through my torture.

Sometimes I felt like I could fuck him like this forever, but I knew I had to put him out of my misery. Men like that, I can’t trust. And they’ll just continue to try to abuse women who aren’t nearly as strong as me. So, eventually, I slit his throat. And I kept fucking him until he bled out. Dumb ass deserved death.

Never feel sorry for a loser like Ernie. He won’t try to force fuck a Goth taboo phone sex bitch again. Some men just seem so stupid. I wonder how they remember to breathe.

Accomplice Phone Sex Partners Give You What You Want

accomplice phone sexAlthough I love accomplice phone sex calls, I sometimes get a guy who just wants me to inflict cock and ball torture. And I’m always game for that. In a way, I find it therapeutic. It’s a good way to get back at all the men, especially in my youth, who hurt me. Men who gang banged me, sodomized me and tortured me sexually for their own amusement.

So, Danny paid me $2000 to mutilate his junk. When he suggested it, I said hell yes. Although I didn’t know the guy, I just pictured my father and all his poker buddies who loved to fuck my jailbait holes. I have always wanted to give daddy and his friends some good cock and ball torture sex. But I don’t even know if any of them are still alive. To me, this seemed like easy money. So, I put on my highest heels and met him at his place.

But I did strap a little gun to my thigh, just in case he decided to fight me. You can never be too safe in this world. This man was into some hardcore BDSM. He had his own dungeon of sorts. It was just another room, but it had all sorts of BDSM equipment and sounding devices too. Danny qualifies as a pain slut.

Men, Do Not ask for CBT Fun if You Cannot Handle It

Although I know he paid me to ruin his junk and I did, I wanted to have a little fun first. So, I took that sounding device dipped in icy hot and stuck it in his little pee hole. He let out a guttural scream of pain that made my pussy wet. Like I said, I just thought of dear old daddy.

After I played around with the sounding device, I put a castration band around his balls. Do you know you can get those on Amazon of all places. But I’m going to warn you once those things are on you can’t get them off unless you slice it with a razor blade. And then you risk slicing your balls too.

His balls started turning purple and blue quickly. Before long, they seemed to just go flat. And that’s when I started kicking him in the crotch. Even though I did not remove his testicles, I still castrated him. This was like a chemical castration. I read upon it before I took Danny’s money. You can put a castration band on, and it cuts the flow of blood essentially which dries up the testicles. And that renders them worthless. It’s what farmers do the sheep.

Danny tried to say I went too far. What the fuck. He paid me $2000 for castration phone sex. Did he think that $2000 was simply for fantasy. Too late now. I took the little bitch’s money and left him whining on his bed with decaying balls. And I know he won’t say anything to anyone. I have a recording of him begging me for exactly what he got. Don’t ask for what you cannot handle cause bitches like me give you what you say you want.

Kidnapping Phone Sex : The Best Scream of Terror

Let’s try a little horror movie making of our own. Kidnapping phone sex : The Scream of Terror comes in the darkness. I stalk the loser ex of yours and see she has a new beau. The dude she is with is a total fucking dweeb.

First thought was I needed to fuck him up and fuck him up bad. He fueled me with a sense of pure evil need of bashing a skull in. But then I recall I was being paid to blow the cunts head off. So there I was behind them at a corner of a dark road. I quickly shot the guy with a tranquilizer.

Kidnapping phone sex : The Scream of Terror

Once I had him out of the way I jabbed her in the neck with a nice cocktail. As she fell limp my two guys appeared and grabbed her into the van. Then they hauled the loser guy in. Then I had the two of them back at the dungeon. It’s Sadistic phone sex that I am planning for these two. Both tied down to a table.

As the bitch came to, I shot her boyfriend in the face. The screams she emitted made me so fucking hot. I straddled the cunt and fucked her against her will. I made that filthy cunt for me as I fucked her bitch style. I whispered how do you like that cunt? You enjoy getting fucked by a Satanic bitch that is paid to fucking kill you?

She had no words and I took the razor wire and decapitated her and got myself off with the blood squirting from her neck hole. As her eyes watched I straddled her boyfriends losers prick and fucked that rigor mortis cock deep into my cunt. A little necrophily in the night is good for my mood.

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After school activities with uncle big dick

Evil phone sex

Torture was his game, after school was brutal when my evil uncle was asked to babysit me. Mom could careless whether I made it out alive or not, training me to be the perfect tight wet pussy slave, making me crave the pain.

Bending me over his knees, he’d rip off my school uniform, push my satin pink panties to the side and shove his fingers in my tiny little one cooter, so ripe and pure, ready for his sick pleasure to rip out of me. Daddy sometimes watched egging him to “smack that ass till she’s red”, or “she hasn’t learned yet”. I’d beg them to stop but he’d spread my cheeks, hold my legs apart, rapid finger fucking, widening my little gap for his creepy creechie cock would fit in, the more rage he gave, he would shower me with toys, making me earn my keep.

My swollen baby bell leaking with fear, oozing all over his massive shaft, every push and pull tore my insides. Fecal bloody spooge running down my skinny legs like a slow drip, turning that incestual pedo creep on even more. He was a sick man with a plan to keep my on my knees for the rest of my life, making sure I’d begin to enjoy being tortured, abused and violated, creating that sexual urge and desire for my master to do me the same.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Waking Up To Hard Cock

Home Invasion Phone SexHome Invasion Phone Sex – why does this make my pussy a sloppy wet mess?  I close my eyes and wake up to you over me with your hand around my beck eyes staring at me with intent. You press your face against mine forcing me to kiss you, a stranger who just came into my house.

As our lips part, I whisper in your ear, “You’re mine now. Every inch of you belongs to me.” His hands roam over my body, tracing the curves and contours of your muscles. He searches to find the sensitive spots that make me shiver with pleasure. Chills radiate from my cunt throughout my body. I’m still scared but turned the fuck on at the same time.

You take your time exploring every nook and cranny, making sure I feel completely exposed and at your mercy. Your cock throbs against  me as you start to tie me up. its restraints, desperate for release. But I’m not ready to give it to you yet.

Instead,  youmove down my body, kissing and licking every inch of skin until you reach  my cunt. Licking and sucking. You then move back up and force your cock into my mouth.  It’s pulsing with need as I wrap my lips around it, taking it deep into my throat. You groan in ecstasy as I suck and lick you like a starving woman.

But even this isn’t enough for you. You want more control over me in my own home and bed than just sucking your cock can give you. So you pull back and grab a nearby toy – a thick dildo designed to stretch tight holes wide open without any mercy or forgiveness whatsoever!

With one swift motion, it slides right inside those cheeks so perfectly round they look almost too good be true you mumble to yourself.  The sound alone sends shivers down both our spines; me from pure agony mixed bliss while you are about to explode and then leave me used and worthless in my own bed?

As you finish and walk out, you tell me that won’t be the last my pretty little ass rape porn gets destroyed, “Be ready for me anytime.”

The New Ass Rape Porn Stars in the House are My Sons

ass rape pornI recently discovered that I don’t have to be the only ass rape porn star in my family. As I age, my fuck holes don’t hold the same allure that they once did to drug dealers. I’m in my 40s. And I guess you could say I have a high mileage asshole and cunt. But my nephew had a brilliant idea. Turn my sons into the anal sex slaves. Although I felt guilty about it when he first suggested it to me, I quickly got over it after six drug dealers told me I looked too used up for them to fuck. And I had no cash for coke.

So, with my nephew’s help, we decided to profit off my boys tight puckered assholes. I placed a few ads online and immediately got a bunch of hits. My nephew told me he would give up his ass for the cause too, but I think he might naturally swing that way. However, my boys seem straight as arrows.

My nephew also suggested that we stream the anal gangbang rape porn to make even more money. He didn’t even want some of the money. I am so grateful to him because he really helped me make a lot of money. Of course, my sons did most of the work, but it was all his idea.

Sometimes, My Boys Need to Do Things for Mommy They Don’t want to Do

I had to drug my sons with some Molly so they would be a little less feisty. When the guys with the highest bids to fuck my sons’ assholes arrived, I could see the panic in sons’ eyes. And I knew this might ruin our mother son dynamic, but I needed money. I needed coke. Eventually, they would get over it. Hell, they might even like it I told them. They didn’t like it. Not even with the Molly. Not even with the poppers that my nephew brought too.

Those men fucked my two sons and my nephew for hours. I’m used to hearing chimes pour in when my stepson does a live streaming show with me. But this time the chimes were for my boys. Their little butt holes took a beating. They looked like raw hamburger. And they had a nice gape to them also.

I felt like a bad mom. But all the money that we made off those boy butts in the live stream might just give me enough coke to last a year. OK, maybe not a year. This taboo phone sex mommy can out snort Al Pacino in Scarface. But at least now I know that if I can’t make money off my fuck holes, I can pimp out my sons and make money off their tight back door pussies. And my nephew‘s back door pussy too.

Got Another Whore And Had Fun With Her

kidnapping phone sex

 

I’m in the mood to kidnap a little whore and have as we please with her. Then torture her till she’s lifeless giving her false hopes. And your going to help me or I’ll chop your balls off and feed them to pigs. Okay so first I’m going to go befriend a little whore and bring to the car. Once I bring her you need to knock her out so we don’t have to deal with squirming. Then I tied the little bitch to the bed and began laying out all my toys. Viciously I started whipping her so she can wake up and once she was. I cut her clothes off exposing that little sexy body not caring about cutting her as she tried to scream. Mouth gagged, I clapped her titties with clothes clamps and began having fun with her. While you sat stroking your cock watching me as had fun torturing her. Making her body feels all types of pain and getting her little holes ready for you to come destroy her.

Dr. Devil and the torture chamber vs a fearful fanny

Medical fetish phone sex

Chained down to a medical table by Dr. Devil, where you rip wet pussy’s apart, perform forced abortions and brutally torture the women you steal. Unable to move with little to no wiggle room, you took your sick fucking fetishes against my fearful fanny again, slicing and dicing, treating me like the raw meat you love to snack on. 

You’re my master tonight you evil bastard, taken to a place where whimpers and screams go unheard. Down in your sick, evil, demented dugeon full of dead carcases, castrated cocks and pulled, sliced and diced cut up cunts. I don’t stand a chance under your control, leather bound, tied down, feet in stirrups, your a gyno in hell.

With my hair pulled back, gagged, arms up high as you try to murder me with your massive meat machine between your legs. Thrusted in power, sharp with spikes, made to tear my inner cunt wall apart. 

Slammed down, anal canal ripped up to shits creek with your throbbing cock packing my fudge full of drippy, goey, white deadly cum. Leaking out of my slashed up snatch you didn’t hold back, pounding, smashing, pulling on the chains making me blue, you had me in out while taking rape fantasies out on every god damn soiled hole you could find including my throat.  Bondage bitch, ripped apart, beaten and eaten alive!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored with This Mommy

rape phone sex fantasiesMen have rape phone sex fantasies for women. I’ve known this most of my life. I’ve experienced it most of my life. Usually, in some way, I’m asking for it. I know that goes against the grain of feminism, but I’m not a feminist. I’m a druggie whore and because of my cocaine addiction, I often put myself in dangerous situations. However, last night, I was just sleeping.

As I woke up to use the restroom, I noticed my husband sitting in the chair, but that seemed odd to me. Was I dreaming? I wiped the sleep from my eyes and turned on the little night light. And that’s when I saw his face. A stranger. And he was holding a knife to my husband’s throat. He looked at me with steel eyes, told me to get back into bed and spread my legs. I did as he told me because it appeared my husband’s life depended on it.

This intruder tied my husband up. And then he forced him to watch him fuck his wife. I had no coke. So, I felt way too sober for a home invasion phone sex fantasy, but I had no choice. This did not seem like a fantasy. I did my best to just get through it. And I thought I did. Once the guy nutted inside me, he dismounted and looked at my husband and told him that I had some good fuck meat.

I told my husband I would be OK. My husband doesn’t know half the shit that I’ve let happen to me over the years just to score some free cocaine. Little home invasion combined with some forced fucking seemed minor in comparison.

Not Everything Bad That Happens has a Reason Why

But this asshole was not finished with us yet. He woke up our boys and made them come into the bedroom. He told them that if they did not fuck me, he would slit all our throats. Now this guy does not have any clue that I already fuck my boys. But I know how sick minds work thanks to this job.

So, I acted like I didn’t want to violate the sacred mother son bond. But he pressed the knife against my youngest son’s throat, just enough to make him bleed a little. So, I told my boys it would all be OK, and to just do what he says. And my boys knew they needed to act like they didn’t want to do this either.

After each of my sons fucked me, this guy got hard again and decided to make me his ass rape porn star too. So, my boys and my husband had to watch him violate my asshole. Perhaps somebody should nominate me for an academy award. I think I made that intruder truly believe that he ruined my life. I think the only one to truly be distraught over the events that transpired in my bedroom that night was my husband. The next day, my boys told me they thought I arranged it. Not this time.