Category: Domination phone sex

She definitely wasn’t expecting torture sex…

torture sexOoooh Naomi… you poor girl, I’m quite sure that you weren’t expecting to be used like that but that is what happens when stupid little subby whores go off in a cars with strangers. Did you really think that I was just going to give you a ride home? We had never met before and still, you accepted a ride from me as if we had known each other for years! I bet you are regretting that decision now that you are here at my house, naked and hogtied on the cold concrete basement floor. I have big plans for you whore, the torture sex will be intense because I have been waiting to snatch you up for a while now. I know everything about you including the fact that you whore your little subby ass out on submissivewhore.com too… did you really think that you could beg for punishment over there and it would never catch the attention of a sadistic bitch like me? I eat girls like you for breakfast, I could snap you like a twig without breaking a sweat and now that you are here you are in for more pain than you could imagine! Look around you, take in all of the wonderful sadistic toys I have in here, soon your blood will be on all of them. Does that scare you slut? Are you afraid to lose your life here today? Well don’t worry about going to hell sweety cus trust me, you are already there! I’m going to take my time with you, I’m going to savor every perfect moment of your exquisite, beautiful pain. I want you to suffer more than you have ever suffered before and I know that by the end of this… you will be begging me to kill you just to end all of your pain and suffering…

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Domination Phone Sex: I’m Daddy’s Whore Forever

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is natural for me. I have been submissive to men since I was born. I was daddy’s fuck doll until I left home.  I wasn’t daddy’s girl. I was daddy’s whore. I was daddy’s punching bag. I was daddy’s humiliation pig. What I endured daily at the hands of my father and his friends made me the submissive whore I am today. What people don’t know, however, is that I bore my father a daughter. I was still a school girl when it happened. Although I left home when I was 18, daddy kept our baby girl to raise as his fuck pig. I was getting to old for daddy. Plus, all the abuse my fuck holes took over the years made me not so tight any more. He wanted a replacement  toy as I was aging out for him. I went home last Christmas to see my daughter, who thinks I am her sister. Daddy force fucked her in front of me with a baseball bat. She had that dead look in her eyes. I could see she had suffered more than me. I have come to enjoy serving men, but I will always hate daddy for stealing my daughter from me. I tried to take her from him. I even told her I was her mother and she could come live with me. My punishment? He snapped her neck right in front of me. His own daughter. My daughter. He killed her like a bug. “Little whores are a dime a dozen Cassandra. She is replaceable just like you were,” he seethed at me before he charged me, pinned me down and force fucked me for hours. I laid next to my dead daughter’s body, while my father sodomized me. He strangled my throat with his bare hands as he took turns on my pussy and ass. Such strength in an old man. Such hate and anger. “You owe me a little whore, Casssie, he informed me as he blew load after load in my fuck holes. I am pregnant, but  if I do anything to terminate the pregnancy or get daddy in trouble, I will be a dead whore. I have no doubt that he will cut me open, yank my baby from my belly and leave me to die. I just have to tell myself all little girls are just replaceable whores. Maybe someday, I will have one I can keep.

Daddy Watches Fantasy Shemale Rape Porn And Hires A Tranny

Domination phone sexDaddy had gotten turned on watching fantasy shemale rape porn and decided to hire a tranny escort to fuck me.  As soon as she saw me an evil glint came into her eyes and she told me how much fun she was going to have with me. A video recorder was set up so that Daddy could see every move that was made. She started by shoving her big tranny cock down my throat. She gagged me hard and blocked my airway. I was at the point of suffocation but she didn’t care. She grabbed me by the hair holding me in place, her cock deep in my throat as she held me by my hair pulling and pushing me up and down on her cock. She tossed me around like I was a ragdoll, beating and punching my worthless whorish body. She told me Daddy said she could use me in whatever way she wanted but to make it brutal. After choking me on her cock, she pushed me down on all fours and rammed her cock straight up my dry asshole with no lube or prep at all. Her tranny cock ripped my ass and made me bleed. She laughed at my whimpers. The whole time she was brutally fucking my bleeding ass, she was spanking me on my bare bottom, exclaiming over how much prettier my whore ass looked in the different shades of red and purple. She pinched my nipples so hard, I thought they would be twisted off. They as well ended up purple and bruised. She used my body much of the night, using whips and rope to beat me and restrain me. She used different size toys to fuck all my holes, laughing the whole time at my tears. At some point, I blacked out, because when I awoke, my beaten and battered body was on the couch in my own living room. My Daddy was watching the video she had made and was stroking his cock. He then pushed me to the floor, pulled me up on all fours and began fucking my poor bloodied asshole just as hard and deep and the shemale had. I was so thankful when he unloaded his large amount of cum in my body, coating the rips and tears in my ass, making them feel so much better.

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Castration Phone Sex: I’m Your Junk Removal Accomplice

castration phone sexCastration phone sex requires balls. I don’t mean the pathetic little nut sack dangling beneath your equally pathetic dick. I mean it takes courage, something that so many losers with worthless equipment actually possess. I get a shit ton of callers begging me to rid them of their useless and very disappointing testicles. My motto has always been, “testicles are for winners.” If you are calling me for a taboo phone sex call where I take your worthless junk, please be willing to hurt yourself at the very least. I mean the first step is recognizing that your worthless. The second step is seeking help, which my callers do when they call me for junk removal services. However, only so much of a hurt I can put on you, if you are not willing to do some self damage.  So, here are the tools you need. Booze. You will need something strong like bourbon or whiskey to dull the pain. Alcohol was anesthesia for centuries.  Duct tape. You can strap your pathetic wiener  to your belly exposing your balls for better torture or castration. You can use rope too. You need to separate your balls from your dick. Get a hammer, or some sort of blunt object. One hard smack and you can bust a nut. Literally flatten it. A sharp object is required for those who are serious about castration and it is just not fantasy for them. A kitchen knife, a razor blade, and exacto knife…. you get the picture. Something sharp enough to cut the flesh from your body. The final thing you need is a smoldering pen. Something to cauterize the wound because there will be blood. You can even use a heated frying pan. Just something really hot to seal the wound. It would really be nice for me if you were serious about castration, as serious as I am. I can tell the difference between real pain and acting. So man up. Get some proverbially balls to lose your real balls. Castration is not for the weak, but if you are serious about home castration, I am your junk removal accomplice.

Takes 3 to tango

fantasy phone sexI just cannot wrap my head around why my husband keeps bringing random men home and forcing me to fuck them. Well as always he kicks the bar up another notch with each time. He informed me that during our separation he had him a bitch that he was fucking. Like I really cared but I dare not say that to him. So before I could even express any feelings there was a knock at the door. He opens it and in comes this lady with another man. I already had an idea of what was about to go down, but I had no idea this was the woman he had been seeing. So introduces us and almost immediately this cunt starts smacking me around. I wanted to so badly punch this fucking bitch back in her face but I knew if I had my ass would have been jumped by all 3 of them. So I took her shit and stood there as she humiliated me in my own home. Ripping my clothes off me and grabbing me by the head of my hair forcing my mouth down on this guys cock that she had with her. She was a tough broad. I tried to lift my head up as she was basically choking me out with his dick and she just kept shoving me down more. After she nearly killed me with his cock She handcuffed me to the head board and the tied my legs up spread eagle. This man got on top of me and started pounding my cunt while she rammed a huge black rubber cock up my ass with no lube what so ever. This torture went on for hours while my husband just sat back and stroked his cock and drinking beer.

Torture Sex Revenge

torture sexI got wicked drunk last night. Fuck, I was high too. Some guy at a bar gave me some good blow. We were doing lines on the bar and drinking 80 proof bourbon. I’m a tall woman. I can usually hold my liquor, not last night. I woke up with a different man. And not in the way you assume. I was on some rack. Naked, tied up, with little metal clips all over my body. It was pure torture sex. My skin felt like it was on fire. The metal was piercing my flesh. There was a funnel gag in my mouth and I was drinking something rank. Well being forced to chug it actually. “How do you like my piss, Cassie,” he inquired with a snarky grin on his face. He didn’t look familiar at all.  He saw the look on my face. “Don’t remember me whore,” he seethed? I was scared. Clearly, I had pissed this guy off at some point in my life, but no clue when or where. He tried to jog my memory, but when I was not getting a clue, it just pissed him off further. He started burning my flesh with a cigar. The worst was when he put it out on my clit. I screamed in pain. He sat me up to torture my cunt. Fucked me with a burning stogie while yanking on the clips attached to my pussy. He was face to face with me; staring me dead on in the eyes.  As he was burning my thighs and clit with the cigar, it hit me. I did know him. Not by name, but in the elevator of my building. He was making sure I knew him now. He carved his name in my stomach. Billy. According to him, a whore like me has no right snubbing anyone. I will never forget him now.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Mommy Blair

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are a great way to get your anger out for that bitch that wrecked you. Every man has a woman or two that made his life hell or cock teased him to death. Mommy? Sister? Boss? Wife? Daughter? Girl next door? Ex girlfriend? Best friend’s mom or wife? School girl crush? I think I embody all the women that did a man wrong because guys sure do like abusing the fuck out of me.  I have been force fucked by daddy, my oldest son, my first husband, my boss, daddy’s friends, random strangers, my drug dealer…. Just the other day, my best friend’s husband stopped by to pick up something I had for his wife. He arrived an hour early, so I was not properly dressed for male company. He said I was asking for trouble wearing what I had on. I could wear a potato sack and some guy would think I was asking for trouble. I was not prepared for his actions. He put his hands around my throat. He actually lifted me off the ground like that. My legs thrashing about  beneath me as he choked me. He pinned me against the wall like a bug. I just had on a flimsy little nightgown as I had not yet dressed for company. He ripped my nightgown off, yanked my panties off and shoved his fingers up my cunt. Four fingers at once. He quickly added the fifth so he was fisting me while pinned by the throat against the wall. He always seemed so  mild mannered, even submissive. Not now. He made my pussy bleed with his fist. He tossed me on the ground, pulled out his dick and fucked my ass. He didn’t think that was enough pain so he put his own fist along with his dick in my ass. Forced fucked me that way for what seemed like forever. When he came in my ass, it was gaping open so much he pissed in it too. Smacked my face and threatened me if I told a soul. Of course I won’t tell anyone. No one ever believes a submissive whore like me. I’m always asking for ass rape porn.

What will you do for a Kentucky Klondike Bar ?

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He worships me, he wants to be mine.

He will do anything for me and he has proven to be a good slave.

I have sent him out to do things for me and he has done them perfectly.

I love looking back at the photos I have taken of him fucking that little whore mouth of that ankle biting bitch.

That yappy fluff ball pissed me off.

Thanks to my evil slave and how he worships me.

He brought that fluff ball home to me.

He stuck his cock down that fucking fluff balls throat.

Making that worthless fucking living shit slowly choke on his cock.

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I hated that little fucking thing, it would shit in my yard.

I squatted over that slowly choking bitch and took a shit on its head as he choked her with his cock.

When my warm hot shit touched his cock he blew his load so fucking hard squeezing my shit in his hands and cock.

Now that I know my nasty fucking slave loves shit, I keep saving it for him.

After each shit I mold it together, making a big frozen cock made of shit.

Once I give him his order’s to get the neighbor’s offspring to me.

I can show him his Kentucky Klondike Bar made of his Mistress’s shit!

He will do what ever I fucking tell him!

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Knife Play Phone Sex with Paulina

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My husband has been on a kick with bringing men home to watch me fuck them or rather them fuck me. This is way out of character for him and what I am used to over the years. He has always been the controlling jealous type. I remember one time in our early years of dating we were out at a bar and a gentleman told him that he had a beautiful girlfriend and he ended up getting into a fight and getting us kicked out. So having him bring home these men has me baffled. At first I thought it was a trick so that he had an excuse in his mind to beat the shit out of me. Today he brought home a younger guy probably in his 30’s. Never seen this guy before in my life and I have no idea where he surfaced from. But my husband made him strip his pants down while holding a knife to the back of my neck and made me suck him off. I could feel the cold hard blade pressing against the back of my neck and the tip of it would lightly stab the bottom of my head as I slid my mouth up and down on this mans dick. He was barely getting hard at first so I knew he was nervous just as much as I was with the whole knife show. But the more I was forced down on that cock with my husbands knife the harder his rod grew in my mouth. He told me that if I did not make this fella cum that I was going to need some stitches and he would be the one playing doctor. I looked up at him and practically begged him with my eyes to please cum. He closed his eyes and started to breathe heavily and finally I tasted the salty hot load release in my mouth. Just for confirmation I had to hold his nut in my mouth and open wide for my husband to see before I could swallow. Poor guy, I am just thankful he was able to blow his rod while being under so much pressure.

Torture Sex for a Cheating Whore

torture sex spsTorture  sex is all a worthless whore deserves. That is what every man tells me. Last night, I heard it from a woman too. A rather cruel dominant women who found out I fucked her husband. She set a trap for me, then when I arrived made it clear she was in charge because a cheating whore too dumb to know a set up doesn’t deserve any mercy. She tossed me on the couch. She was stronger than she looked. I hear rage can do that to a person. My hands were bound behind my back; my feet restrained. I was her captive. “You took something from me bitch; now I plan on taking something from you,” she seethed. I was scared. Women can be far crueler than men, especially women scorned. She started stroking my hair. I felt sick to my stomach. When I tried to beg and plead for forgiveness because I didn’t know he was married, she smacked me then put a spider gag in my mouth. I saw the scissors. I knew she was going to take my precious long blonde locks. A woman’s beauty is so tied to her hair. She did more than that. She cut my hair, shaved my head then carved whore on my chest with the scissors. Deep too. I started bleeding. I was helpless. My whore behavior put me in this position, along with my stupidity. I should have known he was married. Most men who want to fuck me are attached in some way or another. I was crying from the pain, but she was just getting warmed up. She lit a cigarette and put it out on my nipples. She poured alcohol into my wounds. But the worse thing she did was stab my cunt with her scissors. My pussy gushed blood. I screamed in pain. “I took your beauty and your whore instrument. Maybe you will think again bitch before you steal another woman’s man,” she said as she spit in my face. She warned me about calling the cops when she let me go. I knew better. A sick twisted scorned bitch like her would kill me next time.