Category: Domination phone sex

all tied up and a paddle

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Today i received a text from daddy that said “I know you fucked someone last night without daddys permission, you havent been daddy enough attention lately. that changes TONIGHT” My pussy started to get wet immediately but i knew that meant daddy was going to be rough with me.   When i walked in daddy had rope and duct tape and in a firm voice said “get over here slut”. I quickly went and he pointed to the floor which always means for me to lay down on the floor. I lay down and he ties me up at my ankles and at my wrists. Than i see daddy pull out a pair of scissors.  He cuts my blouse and my denim shorts off exposing my pink lace bra and panties. He begins to roughly rub the outside of my panties…He tells me that my pussy belongs to him and him only.  Than daddy takes the scissors and cuts my panties off and rubs them on his cock.  He then stuffs the panties into my mouth and puts a piece of duct tape over it, and says “Daddy’s going to make you scream and i dont want you making too much noise”.  Daddy than slaps me as hard as he can in the face and tells me what a bad girl i am.   He grabs me by the arms and lifts me up and carries me to the couch over his shoulder he puts me on my stomach over the arm of the couch and all of the sudden i hear a loud SMACK…I immediately knew daddy had his paddle..the one with spikes without warning *SMACK* right against my bare ass cheeks. It hurt so bad but felt so good. He must’ve spanked me 40 times at least..  He flipped me over and smacked my tits with the paddle and said “are you ready to be daddys good lil slut again?” with tears in my eyes from the pain i nodded my head yes. He said “good girl”, daddy untied me and slid  his rock hard cock inside me and fucked me good and hard and when he pulled out, he flipped me over and cam all over my ass, and all i could feel was stinging. I looked in the mirror and there were marks all over my ass all slightly bleeding from the paddle.. At that exact moment i knew how much daddy loved having his slut all to himself.

Taboo Phone Sex Coke Whore

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex is all I do. Incest, rape fantasies, extreme humiliation, rough anal and snuff are what guys want to do to me. Many guys call me because I am a natural red head too. Guys hate ginger whores. Not sure why, but even out and about guys say crude things to me and wish me dead. I was going to score some coke last night when the girlfriend of the dealer tossed a bottle at my head. She started encouraging her boyfriend and his friends to hurt me and force fuck me. She was speaking in Spanish. I didn’t understand much but she was calling me an evil cunt. That much I understood. Whatever she was screaming, it worked. The guys swarmed me, stripped me naked and force fucked me into oblivion. My head got smashed against the wall. I thought they would kill me, but after an hour or so of fucking me to near unconsciousness, they stopped at her word. It was like she was a witch controlling them. Suddenly, she was standing over my battered body yelling at me in Spanish again. She lifted her leg, pissed on me like a dog marking her turf. They all laughed at me. I could understand her saying I was essentially a red headed whore. I was tossed out in the rain in my torn clothes without coke. The Spanish bitch wouldn’t let him sell drugs to a ginger whore saying it was bad luck because I was cursed. I was jonesing so bad to get high, that I sucked a dirty old cock of a homeless dude just to share a line. I ended up partying with some street junkies, but not before they made me their ass rape porn star first. I came home, battered and reeking of piss, but at least I got high.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Men Lead, Women Bleed

rape phone sex fantasiesWhat are your rape phone sex fantasies? We live in an ultra sensitive society where women are supposed to be respected and treated equally. I am no feminist. I believe men are superior. I believe men should take what they want and use women as they need. I dress like a whore because I am a whore. I am a dirty trashy whore who loves violent sex. Some men, however, don’t get that. They want to treat me like a princess. They want to put me high on some pedestal where I do not belong. Luckily, there are men like you, right? Men who know a woman belongs on her knees or on her back. Men who believe women are not equal to men and belong barefoot and naked in the kitchen. I am not a feminist. I am not for women’s liberation. Instead, I am for the subjugation of women. Men lead; women bleed. That sums up my philosophy of the sexes. I am a submissive whore who needs constant slave training so that I don’t start to believe all those women are equal mantras going on currently. This “me too” social media campaign is propaganda because you can’t assault or force property. We are yours to take and yours to use. You can call me for all your taboo phone sex fantasies. I want to be your slave, your whore. It is all any woman is good for if you ask me.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Drugs

Rape phone sex fantasiesI wish I’d known then what was in store for me. I wish I’d known what a horrible man he was. He’d stopped and offered me a ride. As we were driving, he started telling me how he was a fine-art photographer, and he had an idea for this new series, and how I’d be perfect for it. He promised me money as soon as he finished his shoot, and a percentage of profits he made from it. Well, hell, I jumped on that offer! Who the hell refuses money? When we got to his place, he offered me a drink while I changed into my favorite outfit. By the time I finished changing and walked back into the living room, my drink was waiting for me on the counter. I chugged it, since I was dying of thirst. We talked for a bit before the room went fuzzy and ultra-bright, and my body was very weak. Kidnapping phone sexHe picked me up and carried me over to the couch, draping me over it with my ass in the air. He pulled my dress up so that my ass cheeks and panties were on display. I couldn’t even cover myself, and then he was taking pictures. I don’t remember much after those first few camera clicks, except hand massaging my ass cheeks, a finger at my clit, and then it was all black. That was 3 days ago, and I’ve only been awake for the last hour or so. My body is sore and full of what looks like puncture wounds, my pussy and ass feel like they’re ripped, my tits hurt, and my mouth is cottony. I wish I could remember what happened!

Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

killer phone sexHe asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.

Scars

Sadistic phone sexFrom sunup to sundown, I walk the streets selling my body. My boyfriend counts on me to keep a roof over our head and crack in his pipe. Every time I get in a strange man’s car it a gamble. There are some sick sadistic men that enjoy causing pain. I’ve gotten beaten up so many times that I’m lucky to still be alive. If I don’t bring home enough money to keep my old man high all night then he’ll be the one beating my ass. My old man loves to torture me with knives, hot irons, and leather belts. My body is covered in evidence of his physical abuse. He’s all I’ve known since I was a very young girl so I can’t leave him. Maybe I’m as sick as those sadistic johns because I can’t leave my abuser. Do I like the pain and punishment? 

I Need Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexDomination hone sex is what I need. I am a submissive whore, but I am not well trained. Not every man thinks of me a piece of shit. Many men worship and idolize me because I am hot. I get mixed signals. My daddy said I was a whore. He treated me like the piece of shit I am. But, with other men, I get mixed treatment. I was with John over the weekend. We met at a club. It wasn’t a BDSM club, so I was hopeful he saw me as an equal, girlfriend material. We had been on a few dates. I felt like a princess the way he spoiled me. Saturday night we were at his place. Romantic dinner, lovemaking then I spilled some wine on his carpet and he slapped me. I saw a different side of him. He grabbed my hair and pushed my face in the carpet like I was a dog who pissed the floor. Next thing I knew, I had a collar around my neck. He had a chain leash affixed to the collar. He told me from now on I am his bitch because I can’t be trusted not to ruin things. I apologized or being clumsy, but he didn’t want to hear it. He punched me in the gut, bringing me to my knees. That’s when he pissed in my face. He laughed as my eyes burned from his urine. He snapped. Went from a great guy to a mean bastard over a glass of spilled wine. I spent the weekend in a dog cage. I was no longer his girlfriend. I was his slave, his prisoner. He pissed and came on me all weekend, never again showing me an ounce of affection. I think I like being his bitch better than being his girlfriend.

Ass Rape Porn with Her

ass rape pornShe said she wanted to make an ass rape porn with me. She was sexy and dominant. I couldn’t say no. When she asks a question, it is really an order. You can’t say no. She has killed bitches for less. I met her when I was high. She saw that I was a weak woman. She knew I was submissive. She shot me full of heroin. I am a coke and weed gal. That shit fucked me up. I would have said yes to dismemberment. Honestly, I thought she had a male friend lurking in her house who was going to sodomize me. She didn’t need a man. She was forceful and cruel all by herself. I saw her slip a ring on every finger. She didn’t use lube. She didn’t pace herself either. She rammed her fist of big rings up my asshole raw. Even high as a kite, it hurt. I felt my ass tearing. I felt blood trickling down my thigh. She licked it then kissed me so I could taste my blood. She laughed as I cried. I asked her why she was doing this to me. It was torture sex.  She licked her fingers, adjusted her rings and said with a smirk, “Because you are a stupid whore, Blair.”

Fuck These Preppy Whores

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Now that we got all these little preppy bitches in the basement it’s time to start fucking them up.
Let’s knife fuck the blonde till her pussy is in pieces. I want to cut off all her pretty hair
and stuff her ass with it. Now the black chick, I have serious plans for her too. Let’s tie her up and
hang her from the rafters while you fuck her holes. And the cute and tiny asian bitch?
Little cunt should of never left her rice patty but since she loves doing math so god damn much,
let’s make her count aloud each and every time we hit her. I love being a fucking sadistic whore
to these little obnoxious bitches. I bet they are going to wish they would of just let me
sit with them during lunch. Oh well- let’s have fun with our whores, daddy!

Animal

,Sadistic phone sexMy man traded me for a few hundred to a man from his job. I had a bad feeling and refused to leave the car so my crackhead boyfriend dragged me to the front door by my hair. I relaxed a little when a harmless looking man opened the door. But I should have known not to judge a book by its cover. As soon as my man’s car left his driveway the man attacked by biting me. That’s what turned him on, biting. He bit me all over my body. I had bite marks on my tits, face, neck, thighs, and legs. I lost count after 20 bites. He acted like a wild animal and my cries of pain turned him on. By the end of the night, I was a bloody mess. This man who looked like an innocent school teacher was a sick psychopath. My man came and picked me up the next morning. When we got into the car to leave he slammed my head against the window and yelled at me for provoking the man. I cried all the way home.