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This Valentines Day is going to be brutal. I have this guy who fallows me around like a fucking shadow. He has been my weak drugged out accomplice. He always does the dirty work. He gets the bitches I am going to torture. He cleans up the body parts and gets rid of the body for me. Well He fucks it for a few weeks, then he gets rid of it. This Valentines Day I wanted to give him a special gift. The gift of my anger.  He gets so fucking hard as he watches me with these whores. He never get’s to fuck them until I am done with their lifeless bodies. I love how well he cleans up my messes. I thought I’d make a mess of him and watch him clean it up. I set out his morning needle, it was fuller than normal. His greedy ass did not want to tell me I over filled it.

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He took the damn shot and passed out minutes later. He woke up to me dressed in my sexy dom outfit standing over his naked body. I was rubbing my leather heels over his limp dick. I pulled him to his knees by his hair. Ripping some of it out. I made him suck and lick my heels. He was going to get a beating today. He is going to take my big 10 inch black cock I have strapped onto me. I love watching his cock smashed into a cock cage. He wants to cum so bad, but he is not aloud to cum. He has to take this cock until I am please. I love teasing my slave. licking and sucking his caged cock. Making him think he is going to get to fuck my amazing pussy! Oh he is my bitch this Valentines Day! 

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Ass Rape Porn for Valentine’s Day

ass rape porn cassandraAss rape porn will be my Valentine’s Day gift this year. It is every year. As a stupid blonde bimbo, I don’t get spoiled with chocolate, candy or flowers. I get force fucked, sodomized and slapped around. Last year, my date showed up with a nice bottle of champagne. I thought maybe I was finally ending up with a real date. What I ended up with was a champagne bottle up my ass. I couldn’t sit right for days. This year will be no different. Last night I got a little taste of what is to come this weekend for lovers. My ass got pounded without lube for several hours. Master strangled me with my pantyhose cutting off my oxygen. He called it erotic asphyxiation. I just called it snuff sex. There is nothing erotic about gasping for air and passing out. He could have killed me at anytime. I asked him if he wanted me dead. His reply was, “Only when you speak whore.” He then slipped a ball gag in my mouth and sodomized me with his beer bottle and fist. He came and pissed in my mouth. Slapped my face and said, “Happy Valentine’s Day Whore, just wait till you see what I have planned for Sunday.” I’m not sure if I am excited or scared. How do you celebrate lover’s day with a stupid whore?

The dark side of Mardi Gras

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There is a light party side that every knows about Mardi Gras the side no one wants to know about, well that is where I shine. I get dressed up and go out to the parties. I am the dark sided Mardi Gras queen and you are my victim. My sexy black corset barley covers my pierced nipples. The black gem nipple ring I have in my nipples makes your mouth water. My dark piercing eyes are locked into your soul. You are mine. You look at my strappy sexy heels, up my legs. You want to rip my fish net tights and lick my bare skin. You are under my dark sexual spell. I start to walk away from the party, away from the light. The light is dim, the music is soft. You have not taken your eyes off of me. You fallowed me down a dark alley way. I stop walking as you get closer. You wrap  your arms around my waist and kiss my neck softly.

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I can feel your hard cock in my low back. I turn around smacking you in the face. You want me even more. You grabbed me and shoved me up against the wet brick wall, kissing me deeply and down my body. You get to my pussy and you start kissing my cunt through my panties. You want me so fucking bad, and I need your cum. I pull you up by your hair as you unzip your pants. You pulled your thick cock out as I lick my fingers and start rubbing my cunt. You pick me up and slide me down on your cock, fuck it feel so god damn good, it is such a shame you will never feel a woman’s warm wet pussy on your cock again. You start pounding my pussy harder and harder, I whisper in your ear to cum inside of me. I bite your neck as you blow your load deep inside of my pussy. At the moment you cum, you feel the sharp pain as I slice your neck open. Not everyone survives Mardie Gras. 

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Submissive Whore – A Poem

domination phone sexWhen being willing to submit,
And accept what you get,
Leads to desire,
And fans the fire,

When him using the whip,
To make the blood drip,
Makes your pussy gush,
And your heartbeat rush,

When feeling the pain,
From being hit with the cane,
Brings out the lust,
It’s all that you trust

When what you were made for.
When what you adore
Is just to be used
and completely abused

Being bound by leather belts,
So tight they bring up welts,
When being a submissive slave,
Is the life you that you crave,

When he pulls on your hair,
While you are bound to a chair,
You know you’re a slut,
You feel it in your gut.

He puts it deep in your ass,
You are fucked by a toy made of glass,
Not a drop of lubrication,
Still, you love the vibration.

You’ll never be a loving wife,
No, that’s simply not your life,
You are a subby whore,
Down deep within your core.

Take my Heart for V-Day.

snuff phone sexI saw the flash of steel and felt the burn of the blade as it entered my chest. I tried to scream but my lungs filled quickly with blood. “Love.” I gurgled. I did it all for love. Love and drugs.
I met you about a month ago. You were on a drugs and sex binge. I fell for your tall, dark charms. You were rich, married to a local socialite. You showered me with gifts and the very best drugs. The sex was mind-blowing. You were rough and violent, preferring punches to kisses, as you fucked me with long, hard strokes. Your 10 inch cock seemed to stay hard under the influence of the meth. You battered me internally with your ferocious need for more pussy. My asshole would bleed after you rammed your cock into it for hours. My tits were bruised from your hands squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My ravaged pussy leaked cum for days after a drug binge. I screamed out with orgasm after orgasm as you beat me without mercy, using me for a human punching bag. I lived for that moment when I felt your nuts tighten and your jaw grow taut as I made you cum one more time. You would scream with the force of it. “Oh God, I love you, Chels. Take my cum.”
Then it happened. Your rich wife found out. She showed up at my house with 2 of her “bodyguards.” They knocked the shit out of me and made me suck them off as she laughed. “Stay away from my man.” she growled. I laughed, too, licking the blood from my lips. “Fuck you.” I hissed.

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I told you about her and it was like fuel on a fire. You wanted more drugs and more sex. We crept around, fucking in cars, the park, and behind dumpsters. Your cock never went down and the sex became more violent. You’d choke the breath from me as you filled my pussy, your hands wrapped around my throat, calling out her name. I knew we had to end this before you or the drugs killed me.
It was Valentine’s Day and you were with me when the door flew open. Your wife and her goons busted in. They tied me to a chair. “I warned you, bitch. You didn’t listen.” She punched me in the face, then walked over to you, dropping to her knees and opening your fly. She pulled your hard cock out and twisted it cruelly. Walking back to me, she began to hit me, busting my face, knocking out my teeth. I looked over at you and saw you beating your hard cock. You had an evil look on your face, mesmerized by the blood and screams. I knew it was the end for me. You two were a pair of sick fuckers and I had been your toy all along.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Every Man Likes Women Rape Porn

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies, do you have them? My experience is that all men have them. Even the nicest men with families and good jobs think about force fucking a bitch. Plenty of men watch women rape porn videos and imagine it is a woman they know. Rape fantasies are varied. Some guys want to assault a random woman. Maybe a hot chick they saw who didn’t see them. Perhaps a cute stranger who acted like a total bitch out somewhere public. Some men fantasize about attacking an ex girl friend or wife. You know, some shrew who put out for other guys but not for them. Some guys want to force their dicks into some really young flesh. It may be consensual; the young girl may have cock teased the man; either way, according to the law, it’s not sex, but a taboo force fuck.

Then there are guys who just don’t give a fuck what the girl wants. Guys who like submissive whores like me. Some guys want to hurt a pretty girl like me because I represent all the hot chicks that snubbed them in the past. They can get revenge by proxy. Some guys just want to force fuck me in the beginning, but want me to change my tune in the end. Some guys just know what a pretty bitch like me needs before I do. Some men know that a woman can say no with her mouth, but her body says something very different. I have been force fucked hundreds of times in every conceivable scenario. Daddy forced his dick in me when I was a little school girl virgin. His friends had their way with me whenever they wanted. I’ve been used by masters and their friends. Attacked by strangers. Drugged at bars and passed around like candy. Beaten and fucked by groups of guys. Pimped out for ass rape porn. The only thing all my force fucks have had in common is that I deserved them. My body doesn’t belong to me. It belongs to you sir. Use me how you want.

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Wild Parties with Makayla

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I finally made a home for myself. I have stayed in one place for so long. I thought it would be a good Idea to just throw a simple party. Get all the druggies in one room. I needed a hook up for my drug of choice. I also needed some good dope dick. Random people I have met in bar’s and on the streets came. I only know men and I thought they would bring some bitches with them. None of them brought one. There was nothing but men and I didn’t give a fuck. We started drinking, doing drugs.

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The music was loud, the drinks were strong and everyone was horny. They started passing me around, trying to kiss me and take my clothes off. At first it was fun, I wouldn’t kiss them or let them take my clothes off. I teased the wrong one, he ripped my shirt off and made me kiss him. Then it turned into a gang bang. Each one of those men forced their cocks inside of me. Stretching me and fucking me hard. I was crying and screaming but I fucking loved it. The harder I tried to get away the harder they fucked me. I did need some dick and I got 10 of them. 

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Make me feel the pain.

domination phone sexI called my daddy today. “Go away, you druggie slut. I have a good life with my new wife. Call your whore mama for help.” he said and hung up. So I called Mama and she said, “I cleaned my life up and I’m going to church now. Go away.” and another click. So I called one of my connections. “Aurora, my dear, come on over. I have plenty of what you need.”
So I went over. The place was buzzing with action. Skip was a pimp and a dealer. He sent me to a back room where a client was waiting. He was masked and his cock was already hard. I had serviced him before. He was an evil man who got off on inflicting pain. He pinched and pummeled. He pulled out clumps of hair. He left bruises. He liked his sex rough. Driving his cock into a dry asshole got him off. So did ramming his cock down your throat until you puked. It took him hours to cum but when he did, as soon as his cock started pulsing, he liked to punch a girl repeatedly until he shot every drop of his load. He did pay well for the service though.
I smiled at him and said, “Bring it.” I am a woman without feelings, unwanted, empty, higher than a kite on drugs, and most of all, I just love being a human punching bag and a cum dumpster. It really gets me off. At least this way I have a purpose in life. Make me feel, lover, even if it’s just pain.

Girl Fight: Domination Phone Sex Fantasy

domination phone sex blairDomination phone sex fantasies take on lots of forms with a submissive MILF. My son pimps me out for some of the weirdest situations. He runs with a rough crowd. He gets his drugs from this dyke that is into older women, so she is always willing to settle a debt if he offers up his hot mommy. Personally, I hate her. One time, she chained me up and shoved everything but the kitchen sink up my ass. Another time, she passed me around like candy to her girl friends who took turns fisting me. I would much rather have a male master than a female one any day. Women are particularly mean to other women.

taboo phone sex blairI showed up at the address I was provided by my son. I had no idea what I was walking into. With Kendra, it could have been anything. What I thought was an abandoned house, was an old school awaiting demolition. I get to what was the old gymnasium and see several other girls. All appeared to be submissive like me, curious about their fate too. Kendra came out with several men. I assumed this was going to be a gangbang of some sorts. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I was part of a girl fight ring. A fight club for chicks who have to kill or be killed. The men took bets and watched.

fantasy phone sex blairI was paired up with this skinny Asian girl. I thought for sure I could take the China doll, but this bitch was scrappy. She pulled my hair; gauged my eyes; scratched my skin; bit my flesh; fucked me with a spiked strap on; even titty twisted me to catch me off balance. I looked at the male crowd, and it was obvious I was not the favorite to survive. Did my son know what he had traded me for? I tried to get the upper hand, but the geisha girl pinned my arms around back into a spiral fracture. I heard the bones crack and as I let put a shrill cry of pain. As she had her fingers hooked in my cunt, ready to bite a chunk out of my jugular, a gunshot was heard and everyone scattered. Whoever shot off that gun saved my life. Or did they just want me for themselves?

Being a Submissive Pain Slut

sadistic phone sexI am a total pain slut. I live to be used and abused by a strong and powerful man. I try so hard to be a good girl, but sometimes I am bad. When I misbehave, I expect to be disciplined. I am sad when I know that I have displeased my Master, but my sadness is not enough. I must be punished. Some forms of punishment my Daddy used when I was young included normal things like writing sentences and standing in the corner for a period of time. These gradually increased to holding an egg up in the corner with my nose. I must not let that egg drop and bust or I would have to lick it up off the floor and receive a spanking for allowing the egg to drop and not completing my discipline. He would degrade me and tell me what a worthless cunt I was while spanking me and I would have to repeat this back to him. I would count and thank him for each lick. I soon learned I liked the spankings. I enjoyed the pain of a belt, hand, or cat-o-nine on my bare bottom, back, and legs. My pussy will flood with juice when I am stretched across my Master’s knee receiving corporal punishment. If he hits my pussy, I can even come from the exquisite pain of having my clit struck. These days, my Master has taken the punishment to a new level, using different forms of bondage. He will bind my arms and legs. He will even place a spacer in my mouth to hold it open so that he may fuck my mouth like he would my pussy, often making me gag profusely. He will place objects in my pussy and ass to fuck me with but stop as I get close to an orgasm, denying me that sweet release. This is how a worthless pain slut should be treated.
When you call me, don’t act like a gentleman, being sweet and loving. That’s not what I need. I need to be treated harshly and roughly. What punishments do you prefer?