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.
Category: Domination phone sex
Family comes first
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.
Accomplice phone sex with little Miss Harper
Accomplice phone sex with little Miss Harper is sure two give you two things. A blood thirsty boner and the best deviant fun you have ever had in your life. If you like things dark and demented than I am the bloody phone sex bitch for you. Murder phone sex fantasies are my favorite. I love talking about all the things that drive your cock crazy. I am a no taboo evil teen who loves to kill. Let me take you on a wild ride into my crazy mind. I am a little p-slut too. I want to fuck you over a body that we slaughter together. I want to feel their screams fill my cunt while you ass rape their little virgin shit holes. Thinking about sucking the blood from your cock makes my teen pussy wet and ready to have fun. Let’s have fun together, and be my evil lover. I will be your Goth teen prize willing to kill for you on command, cross my heart. Now, let’s have some fun!
Bloody Phone Sex Midnight Fun Fuck
A client of mine has grown to be a little, well attached lately to me. He calls me his goddess which I do not mind. He decided that we needed to have a 3 month anniversary party and called me over to his house for dinner. I was a little hesitant at first but he said he had a surprise for me. I figured why not, what was the worst thing that could happen. He had seen me dismember bodies’ lots of times so it would not be in his best interest to try anything with me. He asked me to wear my best dress. Again, although an odd request it was not the worst. I wore a beautiful, floor length gown. It was form fitting and the font plunged in a v down to almost my belly button. When I got there, candle light filled up his home. He kissed my hands and I squinted my eyes towards him.
He invited me over to the table. There was a beautiful roast made. He pulled out my char and I sat down. He then sat next to me. As we ate he pointed out the dead flowers in the middle of the table. “These are for you my Goddess.” I eyed him up with a confused glare. He held the vase close to me for me to examine. The flowers looked like tiny skulls. They were actually really beautiful. I gave him a smirk. I appreciated his generosity; this was actually a surprise that I had no problem receiving. After we were done he asked me to stand. He undid the clasp in the back of my dress and it fell to the floor. He knelt on the ground and removed my heels one by one and sat everything nicely to the side. He took my hand and led me to the basement. “Here she is your surprise.” He was so excited to show me.
She was small, and super cute. She crouched in the corner crying. Her back was bleeding, she has suspension hooks already dug deep into them. I removed the gag from her mouth. She cried and whimpered for me to please say her. She wanted her mommy and daddy and that she would not tell anyone. He hooked the hooks in her back to some chains that were attached to an apparatus suspended in the air. He began to turn the crank. She screamed as it pulled her up. I laughed at her cries of mercy. She was up above me close to the ceiling and extended her arms out towards me trying to get me to take her down. I could do nothing but laugh. “My goddess,” He knelt down and handed me a knife, the blade sharp. I ran it across her body teasing her with the tip. She screamed and then I slit her throat. I showered myself in the spray of her blood. He came up to me and embraced me in a kiss. I bit his lip. He led me out the back door where the full moon light covered out bodies. He pulled me over to him and I mounted him riding his dick roughly. He felt good inside. I leaned down and took the side of his neck into my mouth, blood began to rush down him. We fucked like we were wild, us both cumming coated in blood. I would say that was quite a surprise.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Blair
I woke in a good mood that day. Got up to get the newspaper to discover a dead bird and dead flowers at my doorstep. A note simply said, “whores don’t deserve pretty things.” I tried to erase the image of dead things from my mind with a morning jog through a nearby cemetery. As I was running, I felt something hit the back of my head. I fell to the ground, landed on a bed of decaying flowers on an old grave. Before I could get up and access my damage, a group of men scooped me up and tossed me in to a old creepy mausoleum.
It felt like I was in there for days. I am claustrophobic, so being enclosed with a dead body made hours seem like an eternity. My attackers came back at nightfall. “We’ve been watching you Blair,” said the ringleader. “You give up your pussy and ass to anyone. That makes you a whore. No one misses whores.” They started ripping my clothes off, slapping me around, treating me like a street corner junkie hooker. They forced me down on their cocks. Spit in my face as they skull fucked me. Pissed down my throat as they came. Shoved dead flower petals in my mouth to force me to drink their cum. Gagging, convulsing, blood trickling down my face from a cut on my head…I had to look awful, but that didn’t matter to them. I was simply their fuck pig. They even made me squeal like one to prove that I was nothing but a dirty animal.
One guy tied me up and bent me over the cold stone coffin, while his buddies took turns sodomizing my ass and fisting my cunt. Spiders and other creepy crawlies were covering my flesh as they violated all my fuck holes. They were laughing and drinking as I was crying and puking. At least 8 of them, so for hours upon hours they force fucked me in an abandoned mausoleum. I begged to be let go. Promised I wouldn’t tell a soul. “Of course you won’t Blair because dead whores tell no tales,” said the guy in charge right before he punched me unconscious.
I woke up in the coffin. The dead flowers covering my body were the least of my worries. I was nestled in between two decaying bodies of women who likely were victims of the same group of men as me. I went into a panic attack. I could hear muffled laughter as I felt my chest constrict to the point I could barely breathe. When I would imagine the most horrible death, it pretty much looked like this. Enclosed in a small space, naked, violated, with decaying flesh and a host of creepy insects.
Costume Party
It is Cinco De Mayo and that means there is a party somewhere! I decided to get all slutted up and go down to college row and see what kinda house parties were going on.
There were some dumb sorority bitches having a party but I’m not going to get laid there! Then I found this fraternity party! I had no idea who they were. They were all dressed in black hooded robes and wearing stupid masks on their faces. I didn’t care. Doesn’t matter who they are as long as they have liquor and a cock!
Of course I walked right in like I owned the joint. They did not seem to pay too much attention to me which was a little fucked up, especially considering I was the only girl there.
No one was talking, just chanting like some other language or something but finally someone handed me a drink! I don’t have a clue what it was and I guess he didn’t either cus when I asked he just went on chanting and walked away!
The room started to spin after about 3 or 4 of those drinks! Next thing I remember, I woke up with some guy slamming the shit out of my cunt and a line of about ten guys right behind him, all with their cocks out!
There was a different group of guys screaming at them to fuck me! Telling how to grab my tits and tear my ass!
The men in line were rushing and fucking me like I was a bitch in heat! But each one stopped before they were about to explode! Then they pulled out and unloaded all that salty cum in a mason jar!
After the last guy was done banging my gaping ass, they rolled me over and held me down. One of the guys held my nose to force my mouth open and then another guy started pouring all that jizz in my mouth!
There was so much of it and I couldn’t breath! I thought I was going to drown in cum!
They started punching me, screaming at me to swallow! They were pulling my hair and hitting me so much that it was barely getting in my mouth!
By the time they were finished, my hair was drenched, my make up was destroyed and the clothes I had on were torn! My body was so bruised I couldn’t get up. They picked me up and threw my naked body in the back of a filthy pick up truck. Then they drove me to my street and rolled my body out of the truck! The pavement stung as I hit the ground!
I read in the paper the next day that a fraternity house was being shut down for their illegal and immoral initiation rituals. Too bad! It was nice to have a few guys in town that know how to treat a girl!