Category: Domination phone sex

Teen Rape Porn Victim

Teen rape pornHe told me he’d give me a lift to the next town if I would be a naughty girl for him, and let him watch me play with myself. His thing was voyeurism, and I didn’t think it would hurt anything. It was just touching myself with an audience, and at least he was being up front about what he wanted. When we got to his place, you could tell he had a family, and he brought me straight to what looked like his daughter’s room. He nodded toward the bed, so I took my clothes off and lay down on it, but he immediately barked that he wanted my ass in the air. I got on my knees, face in the bed, and pulled my panties aside. I started to touch myself, trying to get into the mood of it. Slowly, I was getting aroused, and then I was playing with myself for real. I could hear him breathing more and more heavily, stroking his meat, and that actually kinda turned me on. The next thing I heard, he was blowing his load, and I was close. So, I definitely wasn’t expecting his cock to jab into me. He started calling me by some girl’s name, and talking about how happy I’d made Daddy, because Daddy always wanted to fuck his babygirl. He was fucking me and picturing his daughter?!  All I could do was lay there and take it, because he had such a grip on my hips that I knew I’d have bruises there tomorrow.  The one time I tried to lift my head, he punched me in the back of it, so I didn’t move…

Taboo Phone Sex

Snuff sexI want to be in a snuff porn. I want to be kidnapped tortured for days raped several times a day and then when my body is all torn up cut and bruised I want to have my life snuffed out from me. I think of so many ways I can be tortured. Being beaten. Fucked with blunt huge objects. Until my cunt is a sloppy fucking mess and my uterus is hanging out. I can be branded, cut with knives. It is endless the scenarios that go thru my head. And I want to enjoy every moment of it every single last minute I can until I am snuffed out. And I do not want to be shot, that is too quick. I want to suffer. I want to feel my life leaving my body. After days or weeks of your endless torture. I wish I could make this happen. I have enlisted some men for the job. But they always pussy out when it comes to taking my life. And even the torture is at best torture light. I crave a brutal man with no regard for me, to just use my body up for his pleasure then toss me away like the piece of garbage I am when he is all done. I want to feel the pain all of the pain from the moment that you snatch me until the moment you take it all away. And if I pass out beat me until I wake up screaming. It is so hard to find somebody to help me out with my fantasy. A fantasy that I am determined to make come true. I just need a nasty cruel sadistic man who craves a whore just like me. Baby if you think you can handle this please let me know, I am dying to live this fantasy. I do not want to die an old age hag in my bed. How lame.

Snuff phone sex

Snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex, Sadistic phone sex and, Castration phone sex is what i love to role play with you Master. I need a new master just about fucking now. Will you be my new Master? I need a real man to tell me what to do. Life to me is boring when I don’t have a Master telling me what to do. One that will take me out to work the corner. I’m even happy if you take me to the truck stops. I love being a good little fucking fuck slut. Love getting the dick in me all over me. Specially when they cum all over me and make me walk around like that with no shower just full of cum for the whole day. Master I’ll even get my pussy full of cum and get one of the little cum sluts to suck it out of my tiny tight pussy!

Torture Sex Thanksgiving

torture sexTorture sex Thanksgiving? Does that sound like fun to you? It did to my step son. Late last night, him and a bunch of his friends dragged me out of bed. I was sound asleep when I heard them bust into my room. I had the door locked because I was afraid of something like that. They were fucked up, so a door was not stopping them. I was pulled from the bed by my hair, stripped naked and tied up. They tied me spread eagle to furniture, so I wouldn’t move. I begged for some coke, but al I got was cock. That fucked my ass and my pussy, even my mouth like a pack of wild animals. One of the boys found my vibrator and thought it would be fun to duct tape it to my pussy on high speed. I was convulsing from orgasm after orgasm. Before long, my clit was in pain from over stimulation. It killed me. They just laughed as I begged for them to stop. They made fun of my ginger snatch and pale skin. They smacked me, kicked me, bit me, burned me and pissed on me. When they were done with me, they said Happy Thanksgiving whore and left me tied up on the floor until my husband found me nearly passed out. All he said was, “boys will be boys.”

Thanksgiving Snuff Phone Sex

snuff phone sexI am excited about Thanksgiving. It will be a snuff phone sex Thanksgiving. I believe in not just hunting for the thrill. I eat what I kill like other responsible hunters. Some people think the world is over populated with deer. I think the world is overpopulated with stupidity. I have been hunting my dinner the past few days. I have a big fat bird named Karen in the basement. She is still fresh. I won’t cook her until Thursday. I have captured a nice companion too. He will make an excellent gravy. The key to a good Thanksgiving meal is patience. I don’t just shoot the first deer I see. I look for one with some meat on its bones. One that looks healthy and not artificial. It is the key to taste. My turkeys are stuffed with the best seasonings too. I make a vegetable stuffing to compliment the meat. Butter is also key. I melt a gallon of butter and soak my catch. The butter makes the skin so soft and tender. Add some pineapple juice and you have one yummy meal. I’m having some close friends over this holiday who have particular tastes. I am a good cook. I have been hunting and killing my holiday meals for a decade now. I have only improved my big game cooking skills. I am not a trophy hunter. You will not see heads on my wall. I carefully prepare my meat and I use all the parts. I grind the bones and innards up for protein shakes. I use the limbs for my own kind of deer sausage. I get to rid the world of drunk fools and tools and serve a fine meal. I have my pretty bird naked soaking in a big pan of seasoned butter as I write. She is going to taste as good as she smells. Who is hungry?

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Marley

Rape phone sex fantasiesThey’d invited me to a party, and who’s going to say no to a party? Things were going great. I was all cute and stuff, and everyone was having a good time. One of the hottest guys there was even spending a good bit of time with me. So, when he asked if I wanted to fuck, I didn’t think anything of agreeing. Who doesn’t want to fuck a hottie? He asked me to give him a little preview right there in the party. I figured, why not?, and showed him my tits, running my hands down my belly. He asked if I was wearing panties. Of course I said no. I didn’t expect him to pick me up right there and wrap me around him. He started fucking me on the dance floor, shouting, “It’s a go!”. Before I could say anything, I was being surrounded, and hands were all over me. I tried to pull away, but between his arms locked around me and the guy pressing in behind me, there was nowhere I could go. Suddenly, a cock was pressing up into my ass, and all I could do was groan as tears leaked down my face. It was huge, and it was hurting me! Finally, it was inside me, and I was stretched, torn, and being pummeled. They passed me around the room several times, and by the time I was allowed to leave, I was leaking cum from both holes. And, Mr Hot Guy? He told me that he was the governor’s son, and that if I told anyone what had happened, no one would believe me, and he’d hunt me down.

Taboo Phone Sex Slut

taboo phone sexI have nothing but taboo phone sex stories to share with my callers. I am not a vanilla girl. My life is not boring. As a submissive whore, I get myself into situations I often regret. Last night is one of those nights. I was out of party favors, so I went to this dive bar. I know some dealers who hang out there and do business in the alley. I was the only chick in the place. All eyes were on me as I walked in. I don’t mind the attention, but they didn’t look happy to see me. It was like I walked into a private meeting or something. I said awkwardly, “What does a girl need to do to get a drink in this place?” Silence. They weren’t undressing me with their eyes. They were killing me with their eyes. I started to turn to leave when something hard hit the back of my head and sent me to the ground. It was a beer bottle. I saw it coated with my blood in front of me. I tried to stand up, but they toppled me. “Wrong bar, whore,” one of the guys seethed. They pulled my hair and ripped off my clothes. If you have rape phone sex fantasies, you will appreciate what they did to me next. I was sodomized, fisted and skull fucked for hours. Used as a punching bag and human toilet before they tossed me outside in the alley like trash. Never did get m party favors. I guess I was the party favor.

Violent Phone Sex Whipping

Violent phone sexShe insisted that I call her “Granny”. She’d picked me up on the side of the road passing through Virginia the other day, and brought me back to my place. She said it looked like I hadn’t seen a good meal or a nice bath in weeks. She set me up in her master bath, and told me to make use of anything I found, as long as I didn’t feel tempted to take off with any of it. When she’d left the room, I made myself at home, running a nice, deep bath in the huge garden tub. While that was running, I made use of the large mirror on the dresser across from her bed, undressing slowly. It started off as me making sure there were no noticeable scars or problem areas, and turned into me fingering my nipples and then my cunt. I’d no sooner laid back on her bed, fingers on my snatch, than Granny walked back into the room and caught me at it. She got so mad that she turned red in the face. Now, being an elderly lady, you’d think she’d be more frail, but that heiffer dragged me by the hair down the hall and out the back door. She brought me over to the shed, and pulled out an old whip. She tied me up bent over a sawhorse, and started to lay into me with that whip. By the time she was done, my ass had lines and gashes all across it. I wasn’t going to be sitting down for a few days. Granny said I could stay the next few days, let her take care of me, as long as I didn’t commit sin in her house again.

Dick Sucking Whore

Gangbang rape pornA cookie is a slab of crack that is the size of a chocolate cookie. A cookie is the reason I’ve been on my knees sucking dick for the last two hours. My jaws are killing me and my lips are swollen. My crackhead boyfriend gave me to the gang again for a fucking cookie. I’ve sucked dick after dick without a break with tears running down my face. I’ve swallowed so much semen that my stomach feels full. When I try to stop and cry for a break they hit me in my head and threatened to kill me. Why do I keep letting this happened to me? Why can’t I leave this terrible relationship? I’ve been with my old man since I was young teenager, my parents practically sold me to him for drugs. When I run away he always finds me and he beats me like a runaway slave. One of the gangster’s dick was so big that I threw up, but still, I had to keep sucking until his warm cum filled my throat. Someone rescue me.

Castration Phone Sex: Lorena Bobbitt is My Hero

castration phone sexHave you been searching for castration phone sex? You may have read it is my speciality. I am a sick bitch. My personal hero is Lorena Bobbit. She didn’t take the balls, she took the whole damn dick! I channeled my hero this weekend. I was at this new Goth club. Normally, ass wipe, douche bag hipsters don’t frequent such clubs, but I found the one who did. From his skinny jeans to his cheesy pornstache, he annoyed the fuck out of me. Out of all the punk princesses in the club, he fixated on me. He took my blunt “Get the fuck out of my face” statement as flirting. I don’t flirt. I either fuck you, kill you or castrate you. He ordered a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. Dude, what the fuck? This is like an Absinthe kind of place. He was the biggest tool I have encountered in a long time. I decided to castrate him in the bathroom. I would cut his balls off and pin them to the bathroom wall as a warning to other guys that this is not a pick-up bar. I made him think he was getting lucky in the bathroom, but it was me who was getting lucky. I told him to show me his cock and balls. When he unzipped his pants, I pulled out his cock. As I was getting ready to slice his ball sack off, I slipped. I took more than the tip! I ended up Lorena Bobbitting him. His pecker was sliced clear off. Blood was spurting all over the bathroom floors and walls. It was a happy accident! I thought perhaps I should call for help. I mean that can kill a guy. I just walked out of the bathroom, with his pecker in my purse. I drove home and fed it to my Pitbull. Next day I heard about a man found in a pool of blood in a new club missing his penis. There was a large search for his severed dick.  I just laughed and patted my dog’s head.