Category: Domination phone sex

Warehouse Whore’s Choking Nightmare

Strangulation phone sexYou filthy pervs, gather ’round, as I recount the sickening events that left me bruised and battered. I went from a club slut to a drugged-up fuck toy, all because I couldn’t keep my hands off the new bartender, Alex, you fucking degenerates.

My master had been busy, so I went out with friends, drinking like a fish and flirting with Alex. He offered me a ride home, and I jumped at the chance, being the dumb slut that I am. But this night took a dark turn, one I’ll never forget, you twisted fucks. We stopped at a party in an industrial area, and I was led into a room by a group of guys, like a fucking lamb to the slaughter. They bound my wrists and laid me on a table, face down, like some fuckable carcass, you sickos. Then, they stripped me, exposing my body for their twisted pleasures. I was penetrated in every hole, my ass and pussy taking turns being filled by these strangers. I felt drugged, unable to resist, as they used my body for their taboo gangbang. The memory of one guy wrapping my scarf around my neck, choking me as another fucked my mouth, haunts me. I was gasping, struggling to breathe, and then everything went black.

I woke up alone, my body bruised and my throat in agony. The bastards tried to strangle me, you depraved fucks. I was a barely living piece of meat, used and discarded, all because I wanted a taste of Alex’s cock. So, you disgusting pervs, remember this story when you crave your next filthy adventure. Some desires can lead to a fucked-up nightmare, leaving you scarred and broken, you filthy whores!

Princess pole smoker, used, violated, and abuse for your big cock

Rape phone sex fantasies

gangbanged cock sucker, he used my mouth for multiple dicks to be dipped. One after another, my mouth violated, gagged, choked out, I’m the princess pole smoker enduring multiple rape fantasies on my face.

My uncle, the leader, has been doing this since I was a little young sissy slut. I’ve got that sweet little bald pussy and hot body, he had to share me with his filthy friends. My mouth is little, my lips plump and big, just right for a massive meat eater, Each cock shoved in my mouth while my uncle holds my throat, “gag for me bitch” as I’m turning blue. As i lifted my neck, I was chained down, that’s a no no.

My mouth filled with all types of fluids, dripping out of the sides, down my neck. The little dicks, swirling, while I’m being groped, little titty’s pulled, he pulled my lips together for that extra tight hug on his shaft. 

Face fucked over and over, creamie filling oozing out, swallowing every I could without gagging or throwing up. I didn’t want my uncle to beat my ass, so he slapped my face, spanked my ass, gave the audience a show they’ll never forget, would you like to watch or face fuck me? your choice baby!

Mistress of Pain’s Cruelty

Castration phone sexHey, you pathetic subs, I’m your dominant bitch, ready to play. Castration phone sex? Fuck yeah, I’ll snip your balls, you twisted fucks. Domination’s my game, and I’ll own you, you filthy freaks.

You beg for my attention, you worthless pigs. Want me to fulfill your taboo fantasies, you fucked-up freaks? Well, I’ll decide your fate, and it’s gonna hurt, you filthy animals. Restraints? Oh, I’ve got something special, you horny bastards. Barbwire, to keep you still, and motivate you, you dirty scumbags. Every twitch, a sharp reminder of your fate, you fucking suckers. As I hold your balls, my scalpel gleams, with a devilish grin on my face. A swift cut, and your screams echo, you pathetic losers. Enjoying the pain, you sick fucks? Let’s take it further, you twisted bastards.

I own your body, your mind, your soul, you filthy animals. Submit to my will, and embrace the agony, you worthless pigs. This is just the beginning, you filthy freaks, so call me, and let’s get twisted.

leg’s up, knee’s to the chin, open pussy, controlled by an evil cult

Blasphemy phone sex

It was a Sunday morning you made me go to church, Jesus, watching all the sworn men praying, makes my tight little bald pussy itch for more. I’ve been sworn as evil due to my Blaphemy sex in the back of the church with you. collecting all the bibles, then burning them in the back once all leave, turns me the fuck on baby! You pushed me up against the back church wall, choking me with one hand, taking your rape fantasies out on my cherry popped cunt. I’m left bleeding, soaking with your white creamie cum stains down my leg, no longer the virgin I prayed to god about.

Used and abused for those seeking to snuff, choke, slash, slashed knife play on my hot little petite bald torn up puffy muff, the evil one’s who now worship satan from the church use me to torture and abuse me, control my mind to worship evil. I’m forced by my leader to shave my vag and ass completely baby bald everyday for those who wish to control and dominate me. I’m made to burn and piss on all bibles, never pray to god, on all fours in front of all in our cult members, our plight against god.

Ass Rape Porn : The Best Secrets of Anal Bliss

Ass rape porn is the ultimate experience to have with a young whore. As a good assistant, or accomplice my goal is to give up my ass And to find fresh ass. So after I give my ass ring up I will already have a fresh piece of ass or two in the waiting room.

In fact the two young things I had last time, well, they were terribly sweet. It’s that tight young plump asshole of the jailbait school girls that get my Master all worked up. Those plump round butts, spreading those cheeks we see that perfect pink pucker. Untapped virginal ass.

However, there’s a little problem. Sometimes I just get so jealous. And I see him going to town on that ass. And what a fine ass it is. But, ya know that sweetness of the innocent virginal holes being forced open and gaped.

Finally with this jealousy, I have to do something.

Ass Rape Porn

Snuff Phone Sex Comes to Life for Losers Who Live Close By

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex is all I do. Well, snuff, torture, castration and assisting men in force fucking is what I do. I mean I am on a snuff site for a reason. And it is not so men can call me honey and baby. Or expect me to give them the girlfriend or mommy experience either. But every day I encounter more than one dumb ass who clearly cannot read. And sometimes, those dumb asses live near me.

Tyler called me last week. And he called me every pet name in the book despite me telling him not to do that at least a million times. He called me for some boring vanilla shit and did not understand why I wanted to give him castration phone sex instead. The way I see it, if you cannot respect a woman’s boundaries you do not deserve your balls.

So, I Googled his address and found out he lived 10 miles away. That rarely happens. But if I am getting billing info and a guy lives near me, I tell him I am a CA girl. That way I can pay him an unexpected visit like I did to Tyler over the weekend. Of course, the loser still lived at home with his mommy. How pathetic. No way this guy gets pussy. Well, no way now, LOL. I had to stake out his house to learn his habits and figure out a way to remove his nuts without mommy waking up.

I am Not Your Girlfriend or Your Mommy

This guy gave me Norman Bates vibes. But he will not fuck again. I snuck into mommy’s room first and chloroformed her while she slept to ensure she did not wake up. Then I went to junior’s room, put duct tape over his mouth, strapped him to his bed and gave him some extreme cock and ball torture sex. Just what he needed. However, I wore a ski mask to hide my identity. And I never spoke so he would not know my voice.

I chopped his balls off while mommy slept in the next room. This little bitch boy cried and screamed, but no one came to his rescue. My guess, mommy discovered him the next day with blood all over his sheets and his balls stuffed in his mouth barely breathing. Perhaps, I should have killed him, but I think it will be more fun for him to be without balls or an erection for the rest of his life

Blasphemy sex soaks me and makes me cum for the dark lord

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex has made my body a temple of sin. It is a playground for the most depraved desires. I crave the pain, the pleasure, and the power that comes from indulging in the forbidden. My pussy, wet and willing, begs for the touch of a dominant hand, a hand that will inflict pain and bring me to the brink of ecstasy.

I am a blasphemer, a sinner, and I wear those labels with pride. My body is a vessel for the Dark Lord, and I offer it up to him willingly. I want my little pussy to suffer, to feel the sting of a whip, the heat of a candle, the sharpness of a blade. I want to scream his name as I cum, to let the world know that I am his and he is mine.

My sex is hot, a fiery inferno that burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. It is a Snuff sex film, a twisted tale of pleasure and pain, a story that is written in the blood and cum of those who dare to watch. I am the star, the director, and the producer of this twisted tale, and I revel in the power that it gives me.

I summon the devil, call him forth with every scream, every moan, every drop of blood that is shed. I offer myself to him, to be used and abused in any way that he sees fit. I am his whore, his slave, and I will do anything to please him.

 

Domination Phone Sex with a Druggy Whore

domination phone sexA woman like me needs domination phone sex. At least that’s what men tell me all the time. Although I have a submissive side, I am mostly only a subby whore for coke. My need for coke makes me do anything. Snuff flicks, BDSM shoots, rough anal sex, gang bangs… You get the idea. When you are desperate for a fix, you will do anything for it.

Last night, I could not find anyone who would trade me coke for my pussy. So, I whored myself out at the truck stop in the warehouse district. That’s the seedy part of town. Lots of bad shit has happened to me in the abandoned warehouses along the river. But this truck stop is new. And I know lot lizards usually work the truck stops. I am a coke whore, but I do not do meth or smack. So, I look good. And I knew I would be better looking than any lot lizard.

The Things I do For Coke Will Kill Me Soon

I charged $50 to fuck and $25 for a blowjob. Cheap prices because I needed to be competitive. I was competing with trashy whores. The first 8 guys I fucked seemed normal. They just wanted to treat me like their ass rape porn star. However, the last truck had two black men. Big and burly. And mean as fuck. But I needed their money to get the coke I wanted. So, I let them get rough with me. I think they hated white bitches because they came close to killing me.

When they put both of their black cocks down my throat, they almost suffocated me with their balls. Big black balls blocked my nose. And I passed out a couple times. But they would wake me up by slapping my face and punching my belly. I puked a few times from the sucker punches. But they did that to me for hours. I became their gangbang rape porn star. But I had no choice. I needed coke for the weekend. So, I did what I always do. Went home and did coke to dull the pain then started fucking teenage boys

Kidnapped, tied, gagged, and pounded with jack hammers.

 

Kidnapping phone sex

I woke up bound, gagged with my hands tied behind my back, chained to the wall. Nipple clamps on my titty’s, buttplug up my ass, and my tiny pussy is oozing cum filled fluids mixed with blood, my legs are covered. I’m not sure what just happened and I’m unable to scream.

The door opens and there he was standing there, mysterious man who kidnapped me.

“Get on all fours bitch!” My legs and arms tied, dog collar on my neck, unable to move. He brought his friends in. My ass got fucking pounded with jack hammers, my legs stretched as far as they could go, cock bullets plowing me, my pussy filled to the brim with goey, sticky jizz. My gag got pulled out to choke on every cock, my hair pulled, neck all the way back, my mouth filled with a clusterfuck of throbbing cocks again. My nose plugged so I couldn’t breathe, torturing me over and over. When I passed out, I got a hard slap to the face.

My hair getting pulled, my ass getting fucking slapped, tortured, abused and violated I was unable to even catch my breathe.

This Mommy Whore Was Made for Snuff Movies

snuff moviesMen tell me often that I was made for snuff movies. And I do not think they mean it as a compliment. For whatever reason, a red headed druggy mommy makes men angry enough to want to kill me sometimes. Over the weekend, I found myself in trouble when I was not even looking for any. For once, I did not need coke. My regular dealer supplied me with a large bag on Thursday that should last a while, even for a coke fiend like me, LOL.

I met a girlfriend at our local dive bar. And we drank too much boxed wine. But since I live close by, we figured we could just walk back to my place. We planned on her spending the night, so she did not need to drive drunk. But before we got home, some guys at the bar snatched us up as we were about one block from my place. And we ended up tied up in this one guy’s basement on a dirty mattress on the floor. We would have fucked them if they wanted. However, I think they had rape phone sex fantasies for mommy and did not want us to enjoy it.

Both guys called us mommy as they ripped our clothes off and force fucked our assholes. I am used to hardcore anal fucking. But my friend never had a cock in her ass until that night. And she screamed bloody murder when one of our assailants rammed his cock up inside her asshole with no lube. The more she screamed the harder he fucked her. Even though I tried to calm her down, she cried and screamed making it worse for us both.

This Red Headed Druggy Whore Enjoys Getting Force Fucked

Not my first rodeo. Men force fuck me all the time. This seemed personal though. Like they had some deep-seated anger toward mommy, and we were the scapegoats for all that anger. They punched us, slapped us, even choked us. Eventually their drunk asses passed out. But by that time, my friend and I were covered in bruises and blood. Luckily, I am a quick thinker. And my experiences as a bondage phone sex whore taught me all to get out of ropes. So, I got us out of that hellish basement before they woke up. My friend appeared broken like that was the worst thing to ever happen to her. What a pussy.

She wanted to call the police, but I stopped her. They know where we live. They know all about us. Best to just shut your mouth, do a lot of coke and try to forget the incident. I have become a pro at stuffing down my feelings. And I never mind much being treated like a dirty whore. But my friend, well, she will need therapy to get through this. However, I just need coke.