Category: Domination phone sex

Crazy ex and Cavity search

My ex-boyfriend was a crazy man, and I remember it well. There was one time where I had just walked in the door and he stopped me dead in my tracks. He instructed me to strip because he wanted to inspect every piece of me to make sure I didn’t have the smell or fluids of any other person on my body. He started by spinning me around and looking at my body inspecting my ass, tits and everywhere visible, he then bent me over and spread my ass cheeks while he did a thorough cavity search of my asshole.

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I was then told to lie down and he spread my legs while he checked my pussy getting fingers and eventually his whole fist in there, as I begged him to stop trying to reassure him, I was not a cheater, he slapped me and told me to shut the fuck up.  After he was done inspecting me, his cock was nice and hard and he bent me over our bed and grabbed my neck, he rammed his hard cock into me pounding while choking my neck and squeezing his grip as he whispered to me, your mine bitch, remember that!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Are You Man Enough to Take What’s Yours?

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies? Every guy harbors a few, especially for a particular women: an ex girlfriend or wife, daughter, sister, a girl who rejected him, the boss, even a former teacher. Face it, women are cock teasing bitches. We love strutting around in revealing clothes and calling you a pig when you eyeball us. We enjoy getting hot and heavy with you then right as you are ready for penetration, we change our mind. I got what was coming to me the other day according to Paul. He is this guy I met at the gym. We got hot and heavy once at my place one day a few months ago. I saw how small his package was and said I changed my mind. He was a big burly guy who takes steroids and it shrunk his junk. That was my guess. I thought he was cool with the blue balls, or as cool as you can be. Apparently, he was not cool with what I did by a longshot. He waited and plotted for months to get his revenge. I was coming out of the gym late one night and there he was waiting for me. He seemed cool. Offered to walk me to my car because there was a serial attacker on the loose. Little did I know that serial attacker was him. When we got to my car, he hit me over the head with something. I woke up bound to some contraption in an unnatural position. My ass and pussy were exposed wide and he was fucking and fisting me. “No one denies me, whore,” he yelled as he forced fucked me. He sodomized me mostly. I wanted to laugh at his tiny cock. He wasn’t really hurting me, but he was clearly in some steroid induced rage. I was afraid he would kill me. I acted like I loved his small dick and how he should have done this to me months ago. He spared my life, but now I am his sex slave. Would you have spared my life if I cock teased you? Are you man enough to take what is yours like Paul?

It’s Just a Shower!

He was hot, and he had invited me back to his house to get cleaned up and have some food before he sent me on my way again. He seemed decent, well-dressed, nice car, you know the type.Killer phone sex

He showed me to what I guess was a guest bathroom and brought me a towel, wash cloth, soap, and shampoo. I adjusted the water and got it just where I like it, then got in and started washing up. The shower wand was amazing, and in almost no time, I was fantasizing about him while I used it to massage my clit.  My fingers slid into my cunt from behind as I sprayed all up and over my clit, enjoying the sensations, and driving myself mad while thinking of him.  It was not long after I got down on my knees and was really getting into it that he walked back in and cleared his throat. I was embarrassed, and I immediately moved to stop what I was doing, but he was on me in a flash. He told me he’d watched the entire thing from the camera he had installed, and that he was very disappointed I’d take advantage of his generosity to commit sin. He told me I needed to be cleansed, and then pinned me down with his entire body. He held my arms tight to my body with his legs wrapped around me, and held the wand over my nose and mouth. I couldn’t take a breath without inhaling water and choking. He prayed as slowly drowned me in his shower, and that was the last thing I heard.

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Teen rape pornEvery Friday night after we are done hunting the College fun parties for new fresh meat. You bring us home. You give me a gift, I open it and its a huge brown strap on. Thank you master. You start telling me how you want me to put on a show for you and all your rich friends, and the new girls we brought in. Like always we get all pretty for you Master. I put on the strap on you tell me I look so fucking sexy. I grab one of the new little bitches drown her head in the pool. I start penetrating her with my big 9 inch strap on. I pull her head slap her with my strap on across her fucking pretty little face. Then I make her deep throat this cock. I put my hands around her fucking neck and start choking her till she passes out.

Hands Around My Neck

Strangulation phone sexI made so much money tonight walking the streets selling pussy, I was excited to go home and hand the cash over to my man. But no amount of money is ever enough to satisfy him, he’ll always find a way to be angry.
“Bitch, what are you smiling about, this ain’t shit!” he said while counting the cash.
“It’s never enough for you!” I screamed.
And that was my biggest mistake, talking back to my man was a big no no. He threw the money at my face and flew towards me and wrapped his hands around my neck. He squeezed my neck harder and harder. I clawed at his fingers, trying to escape his grip. I finally just stopped fighting and accepted my fate…I was about to die. I faded into darkness.
When I opened my eyes, my man was fucking me. His dick was pumping my pussy hard and fast. His sweat dripped onto my face mixing up with my tears. If I don’t get out of this abusive relationship I was going to die.

Ass Rape Porn

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Ass rape porn is what I deserve. I knew my step son was not happy with me. He was spending the weekend with us and I went through all his blow. It was a risk I was willing to take. I knew it was a big risk too because his mood only goes from sadistic to more sadistic. To try to defuse his ire, I greeted him ass up with his favorite belt next to me. Not his favorite belt to wear, but his favorite belt to beat me with. “What have you done now whore,” he asked? Before I could get it all out, he took an educated guess knowing what an addict I am. He picked up the belt and started wailing on my ass and back. I felt like a slave being lynched for looking at a white woman twice. The first hit drew blood. The belt buckle hit my flesh just right. I felt blood run down my back as I struggled to fight back the tears. I can’t cry with my stepson. It makes him want to hurt me more. He saw the glimmer of tears in my eyes. He gave me an evil smile and said, “You know your pain makes my dick twitch, bitch” as he laid another one on me. He gave me what felt like another 50 lashes. My skin was split open on my ass and my back. Blood poured down me, puddling on the floor underneath me. I was clearly going to need medical attention. Before I could call a doctor, he had to fuck my ass. He was too turned on seeing what damage he had done to my body to think about getting me to a doctor. He fucked. My ass using my own blood as lube.  My stepson is a twisted fuck. Are you that sick too?

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Bloody Phone Sex

You kidnapped me and have been keeping me in your basement tied up. You’ve made me drink your piss and eat your shit to exist but now I’m starving and you are tired of having me around. You feed me my first real meal in weeks- canned dog food. What I didn’t know is that you filled that bowl up with GHB. The whole world gets dark but suddenly I wake up in pain. You’re cutting my cheek off with the top of the dog food can. I’m tied down and I can’t anything to stop it. You fuck what left of my mouth and cum deep down my throat- but you aren’t done yet! You beat me in the face with your fists and dick. A black eye isn’t anything compared what’s next for me. You cut off a piece of my tit and make watch you jack off with my flesh while I gasp for my last breath. Let’s get dark as hell to night- tell me your snuff fantasies!

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies: Don’t Prank a Sadistic

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Do you have killer phone sex fantasies? We all have someone we want to slaughter. I have people I encounter daily that drive me to murder. I had this caller last week. I use the term caller loosely because he never paid for a call. He kept calling me baby and honey and saying stupid things like show me your tits baby and suck my cock. Do I looked like the kind of girl who wants to be called baby? Fuck no. So, let me iterate my stance. I am not your baby, honey or any cutesy name. I am only your mistress, your accomplice or your sadistic bitch. This little loser found out that I mean business. It’s called caller ID dumb fuck. He was not far from me, so I paid him a visit. It was worth the road trip to see his expression when I was standing over him with a big fat knife. He knew who I was. I was rather disappointed when I saw him. From his bravado on the phone, I honestly expected a grown ass man. He was a broke ass college boy who was goofing around on the phone. I hate broke guys. He was pleading with me to go. He apologized repeatedly. When he started talking about jacking off to me daily, I decided to castrate him. I know he is barely legal, but he was showing signs of being a sexual predator as a college boy. Most serial killers begin with antics like him. It was my duty to make sure he did not procreate in the future. He needed to learn respect for women.  I was doing a good deed by taking his balls. Its those balls that make guys unruly. Young men are slaves to their cock and balls. One clean cut and his balls were in my back pocket. The youngest balls I have ever taken, but it was well deserved.  I left him a bloody mess but I am confident I took away the cause of his bad behavior. Need some castration phone sex?

Black Leather and Wet Flesh

Sadistic phone sex I didn’t make enough money tonight and my man was pissed. I walked up and down the Houston streets, but came home with $200 and that’s not enough to keep my man high all night long. When I came through the door and gave him the money he didn’t show his anger at first. He smiled, kissed my forehead, and told me to take a hot shower. Relief flowed through my body because I thought I was in the clear. I went upstairs and got in the shower. The hot water and soap erased the saliva and cum from the tricks that paid me for a good time. I closed my eyes and let the water cleanse my face…
But my man busted in the bathroom and grabbed me from the shower by my hair, pulling the shower curtain and rod from the wall. He dragged me to our bedroom and flung my body to the floor. He pulled a leather belt from the closet and wrapped it around his fist. I cried out and begged for forgiveness but he wasn’t hearing it. He hit my wet flesh over and over again. The pain was so bad that I blacked out eventually, but when I would wake up he would start whipping me again. When he finally stopped my body was covered in welts. I need to get out of this relationship but I can’t leave him.

Torture Sex

torture sexSometimes when I am getting fucked, it feels like torture sex. Seriously, some men really enjoy tearing up my fuck holes. I was  a drunken whore over the weekend. No surprise. Look at me, right? I was at my favorite watering hole. I was looking to score some weed. I scored more than that. I found out the hard way that going up to a stranger and asking if they have any pot to sell is not cool. One of his henchmen dragged me into the bathroom. I thought we just had to be out of the open to do the buy. The only thing I got in the bathroom was gang banged. Five men surrounded me. They forced me to strip naked. They claimed they had to check me for wires. Part of the checking process included fisting my cunt. Never had anything that thick crammed in my cunt before. Damn, the pain was intense. I tried to explain I just wanted some weed. I was not down to fuck, not like this at least. “Think we care what a stupid bimbo wants,” one of them yelled at me. I knew I was about to be violated. Violated in a dirty, dingy bathroom. Was not the first time; certainly, it would not be the last.  I got some weed, but I also got doused in cum and gaped open. Such is the life of a subby whore.