Category: Domination phone sex
Torture phone sex; my online experience
The Good O’l Days
I remember when I was a little girl, and my daddy came into my room to play. To wake me up he squeezed my tiny little nipples ‘til they were purple. I remember feeling that it hurt so, so good!! He started kissing my neck ‘til he got all the way down to my sweet tight pussy. He would lick my pussy lips and suck so hard it hurt. Then he’d get those strong teeth and bite my little clit ‘til I bled. He kept saying….”You’re my fucking slut and don’t you ever forget it” and then he would flip me around, and shove his huge cock right into my asshole. My asshole was so tight he’d rip the rim every time. He’d fuck my tight little ass harder and harder, and then shove it right up my dripping wet pussy. I loved when he would cover my mouth with one hand while choking the life outta me with other all while ramming his big thick cock into my pussy. I couldn’t dare say or word or else I’d get punished. Mmmm….. Those were the times!!! I need a daddy to remind me how much of a dirty cunt I am.
New Whores for Domination Phone Sex Abuse
When Master told me he wanted me to find him several more submissive whores for some domination phone sex games, I knew just where to look. We have a new site Submissive Whores with a plethora of submissive sluts to use and abuse. At first I was very jealous when this site opened up because I am the original submissive whore, but then Master made me realize with more bondage whores to play with, some of the heat is off me. I could actually have some down time to heal my wounds; let my ass go back to its normal state after ass rape porn shootd. But that has not been the case at all.
In fact, I am being used to show the new BDSM brats how it’s done. Master doesn’t mind breaking in new bitches, but he doesn’t like wasting time teaching them how to service him. He has been testing out the new girls, but I have to join in so I can show them just how to behave for him. Master is very particular. If you do not follow his exact instructions, he will hurt you. I mean hurt you dead. He does not have patience to school bitches in how to be good submissive whores. Luckily, however, the sluts at our sister sight are new only to the company, not new to the BDSM world. Many of the whores there put me to shame. I’m gonna have to step up my game as a good victim to be able to compete with the professional subs there.
Some of those bitches have been serving men since before I was born. Some have spent their entire lives in captivity. Some were raised in the sex slave world. Actually, I can be taught a thing or two from some of them about the BDSM culture. I am a total submissive pain slut and fuck pig, but I do more hardcore torture, snuff and rape fantasies then bondage and S and M games. Master says, though, I can teach them a few things about extreme desires like snuff, torture, gangbangs, knife play and killer sex role plays.
Have I piqued your curiosity yet? You have the best of both worlds at your fingertips. Victims and sadists with a love for pain, blood, death and violence here. And bondage and BDSM queens to exploit and abuse at our sister sight. Two subby bitches are always better than one.
Taboo Phone Sex
It started off with me being a typical little slut that I am. I was flaunting my body a little too much, asking for the wrong attention. Next thing I know I get a mask over my face and my hands tied behind the small of my back. This wasn’t the intense part- not even close actually.
I get ass raped, having my anus stretched out and bleeding down my thighs. My face gets fucked, leaving my jaw so sore from multiple massive cocks pounding into my face. I would gag and throw up and that only made them want me to choke on their cocks even more! My pussy torn in half by multiple men taking turns dominating me and being far from gentle. I endure these men pounding at my body. I wonder how much more I can take, and if my life was going to end.
I take blow after blow as they punch me in the face and stomach. They are so twisted it turns them on, making them have even bigger erections pointing at me. I take the beating I deserve from their cocks, fists, and various whips. I am a bruised and battered mess. I lay in the same place for days letting them have their way with me. They tell me it is part of the “initiation” process. I thought that was strange? What was I going to be initiated to?
I was going to be their little fuck toy that was a little slut that had to listen to every demand made. They let my body rest for a few days and took me to the mall where there was a play structure. They told me to grab a little blond one and a little brunet. The said I was going to help them fuck everything in sight, literally. They demanded that I participate and the most intense part is I enjoyed every demand made. I was eager to please them. They were after blood, tears, and screams. When I am not out doing this I fantasize about being someone’s next accomplice and victim, taboo phone sex is just enough to get me to that sexy, hot, exciting place in my head that I so badly crave.
Family comes first
I am such a naughty girl that my family has always been there to make me behave. Today I was watching porn on my TV in the living room, thinking no one was home and touching my dripping wet pussy with my fingers. My Uncle Tom all of the sudden came from no where with a razor blade in hand and a stiff pole in his pants. He turned off the tv and stood in front of me,- now naked. He told me to sit up like a big girl and open my legs. He then took the razor blade and made little cuts along my aureoles. It burned! He then told me if I make even a sound he was going to punish me more. I couldn’t help but squeal as that blade cut my pale skin. He then grabbed my hair and through my face to the side of the couch bending me over to slap my pale ass with his belt until my skin wilted. He said that I can’t look at any man except for him. As he began to piss in my eyes. Oh ouch! I will always listen because I like the pain, blood, and ripped skin way too much, I can’t wait to be another persons victim.
Babysitter Phone Sex Fun
Why anyone would ask me to watch their precious little ones is beyond me. But I love jumping at the chance to do just that. I watch as they bend down and kiss the brats goodbye. I can feel my stomach tensing and the juices start to flow as they brush a wisp of blonde hair out of that innocent, wide eyed face. Soon those eyes will be wide for an entirely different reason. Her Daddy has no idea what the words “Be good for Karma” means as he pats her bottom and stands to walk out the door. As soon as the door closes I begin to dial the number I know that he will want to come over and let me give him a therapy session. She is perfect for him, young and innocent, soft with straight lines and two pink little circles just above a flat belly that leads to that perfect Y. Not one inch of her is puffy or swollen yet. That will all change over the next few years, curves will form, flesh will swell and change, she will smell and taste different then too, nothing will ever be the same after that. Now is the perfect time. My hands are shaking when I hear his voice and I tell him how OK it is for him to come over. He knows I will talk him through every step of the way. He loves the way I cover the harsh edge of evil in my voice with the calm softness that coos at him and encourages him not to stop, to do it for me…..
Gothic Phone Sex with Blair
When he said we were going to a Goth club, I got excited. Something new. I was not familiar with the lifestyle, but as a good submissive, I did my research so I could please him. I discovered 23 varieties of goth. Some I was familiar with like the emo punk girl, the death metal head banger, even the vampire goth. But others like steampunk and rivethead goths, I was not at all familiar. I decided to dress as a Victorian/Elizabethan goth. That way I could be sexy and sophisticated with a whimsy of romance. Goths are romantic, dark, mysterious, even a little morbid. I was going to enjoy this club. From what I read Goths were not violent, just kinky. They dabble in the BDSM culture, pagan rituals and the occult, but are basically just a gloomy lot of sexual deviants. Surely, I would fit in.
The club was an old castle turned into a private nightclub. My companion paid thousands of dollars for a VIP suite for the night. The room had an eerie feel. On the surface, it looked romantic and dark. Very Victorian era. Something wicked was lurking beneath the surface, however, I just had a feeling. It is not my place to question a Master. Ever. I ignored my feeling, did as I was told. Master tied me up, skull fucked me, force fucked my ass, even flogged me. We played our usual master and servant game. I convinced myself this was just a fantasy role play for us; something different than the usual bondage games.
Master told me he had a surprise for me. He blindfolded me. I could hear him opening a door, talking in a whispered tone, then I heard silence and a loud thud, then more silence. When he removed the blindfold, I saw a coffin. At first I thought maybe this was a vampire fetish he wanted to explore. I wish that was it. Master thought it would be fun for me to fuck a corpse. I thought he was joking. Certainly this was just a guy pretending to be dead, so I climbed into the coffin to show Master what a good girl I am. The body was ice cold. There was an awful smell. I tried to leap off, but Master held a knife to my throat. “Be a good girl Blair, or you will be punished, permanently,” he said. Such a sinister smile on his face when he said it too.
When I asked how I was suppose to fuck a dead guy, he slapped my face so hard, he busted my lip. I was giving a hand job to a lifeless dick. I felt sick. His cock would not get hard, not even too my mouth. Master shoved a cattle prod up the dead guy’s ass and his cock came to life. I closed my eyes, mounted that ice cold cock and rode him like he was alive. I kept telling myself it was fantasy; that he was just an actor at the club. But the harder I rode him, the more I realized this was not fantasy, but Master’s macabre desire to humiliate me, scare me, hurt me. Flesh was falling off the dead guy’s pecker the harder I rode him. Master saw the disgust and horror on my face and just laughed. I wanted to vomit.
Master made me spend the night in the coffin with a rotting corpse. The next morning when he let me out of the coffin, made me shower, then spent the entire morning force fucking my ass with a medieval cross. My ass was gaping open as usual. But there was nothing usual about fucking a corpse. Goths may be dark; they may be macabre, but they can’t hold a candle to Master’s perverse world.
Bloody Phone sex for Borrowed Cunt Taylor
A client of mine wanted to get this bitch Taylor. The problem with Taylor is that she was someone else’s nasty little rape toy and he was only will for us to have her on loan. We could fuck her up real good, but we were not allowed to kill the dumb bitch. It was whatever though, as soon as she walked in, whimpering like a little bitch I gagged her and hog tied that little cunt so that she could not move at all. Throwing her into his chair I unrolled my knife’s right in eye shot. I wanted her to see that I was examining them closely for which one was going to look better against her skin.
I bought it towards her and slid up under her garter. She whimpered holding her eyes closed and turning away. That really pissed me off, I nicked her thin skin and got up grabbing my duct tape. I brought it over to the stupid twat and taped her eye balls open. I wanted her to watch me fuck her up.
My client was paying a lot of money just to watch her bleed. I grabbed her eye lid in between my fingers and taped them back to her face. I tapped the bottom ones open too. Taylor started to squirm her head around whimpering past her gag like a good little fuck slut.
My client came up close to her and began to ass rape Taylor. I laughed as she cried. I lay under her, cutting her up. I slit up those tits of her and dragged my knife from her useless cunt all the way up her body. She kept trying to get free as I held her up with one hand. I told her I am sure her master would not miss an ear, or possibly an eyeball. She screamed so loud. This bitch was for sure that Master of screaming past a good ol’ ball gag. At the end my client fucked Taylor’s face so good that she puked up his cock. One her filled her throat hole we made her eat it up before returning her. She cried asking us to just let her free and say she escaped. What a dumb little piggy.
Evil Yet Soothing Therapy
He comes to me wrought with desire. Our needs are in sync as always. The straight lines of the young body not yet developed and so innocent. We feel the desire burning inside of us to touch them. The admiration so deep that we are practically drooling over them. Using a calm and soothing voice I urge him to fulfill his need for soft young flesh. As soon as he touches her it is as if her flesh sears his hand and the burning desire moves up his arm and into his groin. His rape phone sex fantasies are so vivid that he can feel his dick pushing into her, stretching her, until she has completely encased his dick with in her. I cover her mouth so that she can not scream but the tears are flowing freely down her face. All the while I tell him it is OK. This is not bad it is good for all of us. I take his hand and place it on her nipple urging him to pinch and pull it while he pounds deeper into her, so close to exploding. He will plant his seed deep with in her and soon she will be swollen and ready to give us a gift that we will cherish together.
Evil phone sex with Makayla
I am not your average whore here. I am into all kinds of taboos, fetishes, and fantasy. There are no limits in my kinky world. I am a nasty victim that loves going beyond the norm. You know those dark kinky thoughts you can’t really share with anyone else. Well, I am the girl that you can tell all you forbidden thoughts too. I love getting into the dark taboo desires that make you blow your load like nothing else. So relax, and let yourself go to the dark side with me. Remember No limits here. I am ready to get freaky right now.
What ever you want to do I am yours to hurt. My last master burned me with hot wax. He lit red candles and dripped them all over my body. He poured hot wax on my hair cunt and ripped it all off. Now I am smooth. Then he tied my tits together, stuck me with needles. He trashed stabbed my titties over and over then poured wax all over my sore titties. I am still pulling off wax and needles out of my tits.