Master wanted me to take a disgusting vomit bath since hes knows I have such a love/hate relationship with nasty ass puke! He made me throw up into the bath tub every single day for weeks and weeks, he wouldn’t let me stop until I had the tub filled to the brim with chunky barf. I am so turned on by vomit but at the same time I am fucking disgusted with it because the smell is atrocious and unbearable, especially when it’s some super nasty, rotten and spoiled smelling puke such as what Master made me bathe in. When Master was happy with the amount of vomit in the tub, he forced me into it. The texture was fucking repulsive and making me gag to say the least, but this is what I deserved and I was happy to do it. It felt so fucking gross as I swam around in it, the chunks getting all up into my fuck holes, sloshing around and making me itch like crazy from giving me immediate infections. It was rancid like the scent of a corpse, but worse. Master made me put my face down into the puke and my ass up and he force fucked me in my asshole, pushing the vomit chunks deeper and deeper up into me like the filthy whore that I am! I love how he degrades me so badly, it makes me so fucking horny!
Category: Domination phone sex
Vomit Bath
Submissive Slutty Slave
Being your submissive slutty ass sex slave makes my fucking tight juicy little fuck holes dripping wet! Put my spiked dog collar on tightly around my neck and use the leash to tug on me and drag me over to you. Let me crawl over on all fours like the slutty cum dumpster that I am, begging for your load of gooey jizz down my fucking throat! You love teasing me don’t you? You grip the back of my head, a handful of my hair in your hands as you shove my face into your lap and make me lick your thick shaft from top to bottom. Stick your fist in my mouth and make me open wide! Drop my mouth on to your cock balls deep, slap your balls against my chin as you skull fuck me like a cunt whore should be skull fucked! Make me fucking gag on it, vomit on it and lick it back up, lapping it up like a cum guzzling slut! I want my spit strings attached to your shaft as they dribble out of my mouth. My eyes are going to be watering and streaming tears, my makeup smeared everywhere. Pull back on the leash and gag me with my collar, it’s so tight around my neck that it’s squeezing my neck bones and makes it feel tighter around your cock as you’re plowing down my esophagus! Beat the fuck out of my tonsils, I want them sore and black and blue! I’m a used up whore and I’m your slutty slave. Anything you want and wish is my command. All I’m good for is sucking and fucking your perfect cock. I’m your personal cum dumpster so fill me up like a nasty little bitch deserves to be filled up!
Clumps of Hair
I accidentally over-cooked my man’s steak and he flew into a rage. He threw the plate and the steak against the wall. The plate shattered into million broken pieces. He flew toward me and I ran towards the door. I was half way out of the door but he pulled me back in by my hair. He loves jerking me around by my hair. Sometimes he pulls and jerks it so hard that it comes out in clumps. He slapped me so hard that I swear that I saw stars. But I guess that I didn’t scream in pain loud enough because he punched me in the stomach. I doubled over in pain, no sound escaped my lips because he had knocked the wind out of me. Now he was satisfied. He’s beat my ass so many times that I’ve lost count. Why can’t I leave? What’s wrong with me? I sell my pussy to keep him high on crack. But still, he isn’t satisfied until he puts his hands on me.
Taboo Phone Sex: Fucking Ex Cons for Coke
Taboo phone sex is all I have because it is all I want. I have a black dealer named Marcus. I fuck for my coke. Normally it isn’t rough sex. Well, not rough by my standards. I can handle his tree trunk in my ass. Today, however, he was different. Meaner than a junk yard dog. He was high on something other than coke and he brought a small army of black men with him. They looked like violent offenders. Turns out they were. A posse of black men just released from prison who Marcus owed a favor. I was the favor. They wanted me for their first ass rape porn out of prison. I swallowed hard, knowing this was going to be anything but pleasant for me. I tried to run, but one of them grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back. One move and I would have a spiral fracture. I sucked it up. Muscle bound niggers who had not been laid in a decade, well laid by a woman, would kill me if I fought. They just about killed me not fighting. They ravaged my ass hole with their tree trunk thick cocks. They choked me as they fucked me. When they couldn’t cum any more, they sodomized me with household objects not meant for the ass and fisted me until I bled. I passed out several times, but they just slapped me back awake to force fuck me some more. I was going to need the coke Marcus gave me to ease the pain of my battered and bruised body. I couldn’t move when they left. I was so sore. My asshole prolapsed. I had bruises around my neck from their hands. In fact, my eyes were blood shot too from the strangulation. There is rough sex, then there is fucking guys straight out of prison.
Fuck My Slit Open Belly Button
Stupid silly me went home with a guy from the drugstore the other day. He just seemed to be so sweet and chill but that’s always how I end up into trouble. He couldn’t control himself, at least that’s what he kept saying while he was cutting me apart. He pulled his knife out and told me to relax. He tied me up and I followed his every order, him promising me that he wouldn’t hurt me but that was a lie. Then he cut me open at my belly button and fucked the hole he made inside my stomach. I was still alive, screaming and crying so hard like a little brat. Begging for my life but he didn’t care. He’d stop and kick me in the jaw or sides- then just go back to fucking that belly button he had cut open and finally finished by cumming inside my guts. I’m at the ER now and I can’t tell anyone what happened- can you give me a ride home?
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Mommy
Rape phone sex fantasies are fulfilled with me. I enjoy all sorts of rape fantasies. The one today was hot as fuck. Mommy was asleep in her bed. Naked because the air conditioner was broke. My son had a sleep over, so a few extra young boys were in the house. All four boys came into my bedroom around 3 in the morning. They had stiff dicks. They accused me of cock teasing them. I scolded them for being dirty boys. I told them to go back to bed or I would call their fathers. One boy taunted me. “My daddy told me you were a dirty whore and I had every right to fuck you.” For some reason, I didn’t doubt his claim. I know his dad. What happened next was a gangbang rape porn. My son was a willing accomplice in the attack on his mommy. They pinned me to my bed. My son tied me up with my own stockings. The boys took turns fucking my cunt while I pleaded with them to stop. They called me awful names. They just used my pussy and ass as a cum receptacle. They pissed in my mouth, even smacked my tits around. They were little demon boys taking their sick pleasures out on me. They left me tied up oozing with cum until the morning. I loved every minute of it too.
Walking The Streets
Being with my abusive boyfriend has taught me how to be seen and not heard. He likes me to be submissive, whatever he says is law. I’m not allowed to look him in the eye because it’s a sign of disrespect. I have to keep my eyes on the floor. He has me trained like a dog. He’s a drug addict, he’s mean when he’s high and even meaner when he’s not. He doesn’t work and I’m his only source of income. Every day he sends me out into the mean streets to sell my body to strangers. I suck and fuck so many men that my pussy is always swollen and sore. If I don’t come home with enough money to keep him high all night he beats me. I walk the streets until my feet blister and bleed just to keep him happy. Pull your car over when you see me walking by, you won’t regret it because I’ll let you do anything for the right amount of money. I’m a victim and I’ll always be a victim.
Snuff Sex Fantasies
Snuff sex fantasies turn me on. Do you dream of doing nasty things to a woman? It is surprising how many men want to hurt a woman. Even men I meet off the phone want to kill me. I was partying with these two guys Friday night. I met them in a dive bar. They live in my neighborhood. I enjoyed fucking and sucking them. Then, they turned on me. Started pulling my hair, spitting on me, smacking me… They even punched me hard in the stomach. One guy took off his belt and wrapped it around my throat so tight, I passed out. I woke up with hot piss in my face. They were laughing at what a whore I was to go home with two guys I barely knew. One said, “I guess that is the chance you take when you are a skank.” They double fisted me. A fist in my ass and my cunt lifted me up off the ground. They kept laughing at me. I couldn’t tell if they were just fucked up on some shit or sadistic assholes. As a subby whore, I don’t exactly attract nice guys. They threw me down on the ground. Hurt me pretty good. No sympathy. They kicked me when I was down and tossed me outside in the rain like a piece of garbage. They said they would see me again soon. God, I hope not.
Castration Phone Sex Tales
Castration phone sex is a popular fetish in the phone industry. Many men love to jack off to the thought of a bitch in charge chopping off their nuts. It is the ultimate domination fantasy for men. Is it for you? I’m skilled at junk removal because I have had some real life experiences. Men have paid me good money to remove their nuts. I am not one to say no to fun money. I call it fun money for two reasons. One, it is fun to make sure losers cannot reproduce or have that much fun in the bedroom. Second, the money paid to me by losers funds my travel to exotic places like the Caribbean. Last week, Troy decided to part with his nuts. He had hired me in the past but backed out on several occasions. I told him third time is the charm. If he backed out, I was going to hunt him down, remove his balls with pliers and let him bleed out. He knew I was serious. That may have lit the fire under his ass. He came to my place. I had all the instruments laid out. I cleaned the castration chair, which was my grandpa’s execution chair from the 60s in an old prison that shut down. Did I tell you my gramps was a doctor who injected the lethal dose of potassium to death row inmates? I think I inherited some of his sick enjoyment of torture sex and killing. Troy got a shot of Jack Daniels before I clipped his balls with my hedge clippers. There was a lot of blood, but that was on purpose. I wanted him weak and in pain. I didn’t kill him. He was a big boy. Would have been hard to dispose of his body. But, I let him know as I cauterized his wound that if he spoke of my service to anyone, I would hunt him down and snuff him out. I took his $10,000 tribute and felt secure that I scared the piss out of him.
Drunken Lubed Up Twister
Hi it’s Langley again! So my foster family and I had a fun night last night! For the first time we picked an activity to do together, instead of everyone gang fucking me. We wanted to play Twister, but with a twist! We set up various bottles in the kitchen for shots, and everyone was instructed to take off their clothes. My foster mom oiled us all up with baby oil, all over my curvy ass and perky tits, and then it was time to play! It was all pretty innocent in comparison to the forced entry that happened often… Or so I thought. The Twister mat was so slick, that I ended up slipping and falling down. My Foster dad positioned himself over me in lazy doggy style pose and something came over him! He started spanking my ass with his great big fucking cock and then with no warning I felt his girthy dick fill me up! When I glanced behind me, I saw my foster mom and brother fucking intensely. She was moaning and screaming his name and he was fucking her so good that I felt myself getting wetter. By the end of the night we were all lubed up in more ways than one. I wanna have fun with you too on a phone sex live chat! I wonder if you can get me just as wet.
Kiss kiss, Langley