Daddy was in the mood to play so he sent me out looking for some virgin snatch to play with. He was craving some young but not too young. You know the age where they are starting to develop but those little slits are still nice and bare and tight. The mall is always my go to so I headed out posing as a molly dealer. Those sweet things are so gullible, and I found one that was quite the loner, hanging behind the dumpster smoking a cig. I struck up a conversation with her and then told her I had some new strand of molly back at my place if she would like to join. The promise of that god-awful White Claw sealed the deal and she followed. We went in and I brought out a joint and some Claw, which I had put some of that ghb in just for fun. As she started fading, I undressed her to her panties and bra and laid her on the tarp daddy had left me. I grabbed all of his tools and then went to get him. He was so pleased with her that he kissed my head and told me he would let me have the final cut. Daddy was so bad that night. Even more so than usual. You are going to love it. What would you do with a sweet piece of ass like that?
Category: Fantasy phone sex
A Smooth Young Slit For Daddy To Play With
Ball Busting Evil Phone Sex
You see me at the bar looking hot as fuck and you have to buy me a drink. This is only the beginning of your biggest nightmare of evil phone sex fun. I flirt with you, even though you are the most annoying little twerp that surely has a little dick. I let you buy my time with more drinks and your offer to do some bumps. I won’t turn down free drugs and booze. I especially won’t when they are coming from my next victim. I let you think I’m interested. I even let you take me home. You really think your about to get lucky as I kiss you and let you grope at me. You see, I love it best when my victim is excited. I find it way more satisfying to dig my nails into some nice full balls. I just kiss you harder and bite your tongue as you try proclaiming or pull away from me. My knife blade caresses your ballsack flesh and slides up the shaft. Filet my balls is what I call your feeding me drinks and cocaine. It’s a mating ritual made for ass rape porn. As you struggle with your bleeding dick and balls, I am preparing the finale. The video rolls as I’m exposing your ass and on the screen I force you to look at I am behind you about to make you my bitch.
Torture Sex Slave Audition
I answered an ad for a torture sex doll. The guy wanted a model for extreme simulations. They pay was good. Not too good to be questionable. I thought what the hell, give it a try. I could always use some extra money. Plus, I am bored and tired of being stuck at home. I called the number listed and went to the address the guy gave me. It was a professional studio. That gave me a sense of safety. This studio does snuff films and BDSM photo shots. I did not have the job yet. I had to show him my body. He wanted to make sure I had the tits I told him I had. It was sort of a casting couch audition. Not my first, but since the Weinstein scandal hit, I have endured fewer of them. He stood up to check out my tits. He squeezed them so hard, I thought he might burst a saline bag. Suddenly, I was surrounded by men. Maybe my loud, “Ouch” brought them to the room. I had a gut feeling this was the movie. I was making a snuff porn and did not know it yet. The men in the room grabbed my boobs violently. Pulling, slapping, biting and punching them. I fell backwards from the pain, but I was surrounded by so many men, I did not hit the ground. They lifted my sore body up and carried me to a dirty bed in the next room. They ripped my pants off and started penetrating my pussy and ass. The man who I met first started filming it like he was some famous director. My body felt their weight. I felt like my chest was collapsing. They were gang banging me. This was a gangbang rape porn, not some photo shoot like I thought. Guys nutted in me as I screamed not to because I was not on any protection. They did not care. When they had cum all they could, I was left on the floor covered in jizz. The director tossed me a wad of money, which landed in the piles of cum, and thanked me for being a whore. I got what I deserved, I guess.
He did it for me
I am usually the one doing all the killing and don’t get me wrong, I do love it, but sometimes a girl wants to be romanced a little yanno? I wanted a man to sweep me off my feet and impress me by brutally killing someone for me while I watched and honestly I didn’t think that was too much to ask for. I thought that I would never find my dark prince but then he appeared just as I was sure he never would. We met at a party and after a few drinks he told me how much he would love to just violently kill the loud drunk bitch by the keg. You know the type, always loud and annoying and way too drunk and annoying to live. I asked him is he was serious and he said he was so I set it in motion. I led the bitch outside when no one was looking and we took her back to my place. He showed off by beating her senseless and force fucking all her holes in front of me. Then he killed her and we fucked on her corpse. It was hot as fuck!
Gangbang Rape Porn for Nothing
He said if I made a gangbang rape porn for him, I would get a big bag of coke. He lied. I was tied up like a side of beef. Men I had never met were ushered into the room to fuck me. To violate my ass like I was a blowup doll who could not feel pain. I felt everything because he told me I could have no coke until I preformed my whore duties. He owed these guys money. I needed coke. He said he had it, but he did not. He just took advantage of my need to get high. He worked out a deal with these men. He promised them an ass rape porn star in exchange for his debt. He took money from men for coke he never delivered. These men cannot go to the cops, so they threatened to rough him up. Men are desperate to fuck in these times, so he offered me up and they agreed a whore’s ass would settle the debt. I never knew he had no coke until the last man nutted in my swollen, prolapsed ass. I was tied up, covered in cum, piss and shit. I begged for a fix and he just laughed. He said if he had coke to give, I never would have been violated by those strangers in the first place. He blamed me for being a stupid whore. Next time, I get the coke up front. My ass was ruined for nothing and I had to endure the ordeal sober.
Fantasy Phone Sex Barbie For Torture
I know my reality is skewered and that my worthless cunt isn’t all that. I’m your fantasy phone sex barbie doll that you can do all the things you crave to do, to. The other night some guys took to doing just that. I was accosted and took into a slave sex ring over the Border. The assailants thought they had the perfect piece of ass and pussy to destroy when they saw me with my Posh look and fake titties. They thought they had a stuck up little cunt that has barely been fucked. These guys were greatly disappointed to see that I wasn’t so tight and that I had been obviously used over and over again, and again. They just got themselves another worthless bimbo slut. They beat the fuck out of me. Tied me up forced my legs apart and shoved large objects in my holes while pissing and crapping on my whore body. I was beat to a bloody shitty and pissed covered pulp that the rest of the gang continued to jerk off over. They were going to decapitate me but decided that I wasn’t even worth that and left me in an alley way for the vermin to pick at.
Fantasy Kidnapping Phone Sex
I was alone when a man forced his way into my home when I opened the door. He pulled out a hunting knife and pressed it hard underneath my chin. My eyes bubbled with tears. The sadist just licked them off of my eyes and laughed. When it was clear that no one was home, he marched me through the house and out of the door. I was tossed into the back of a windowless van and taken right from my own home. I begged him to let me go, but he acted as if he hadn’t heard me.
The van stopped, and the man yanked me from the vehicle, and drug me into a cabin. I knew that I would never leave there, he had shown me his face, let me see the plates on the van, and now he has shown me the location of this place. No, this is the end of the line for me. The sharp edge of his hunting knife ripped through my dress. The blade nicked my thigh as he cut my panties off, and I yelped. Then he slashed my delicate throat. He was pleased with using me for kidnapping phone sex.
I Smiled As I Pulled Out My Straight Edge
So, daddy dropped me off at the bar to pick up a new play toy for myself. Just a hot young stud to bring home to fuck and then when I was done to hand him over to daddy to finish or perhaps, I just might finish him myself. I found a real jacked up douche that looked like he needed to be torn down by a cute petite little blonde, so I set my sights on him. I flirted with him and stroked that tiny brained ego he had, insisting on him buying all my drinks and lots of shots. Even let him “show” me how to play pool. Lol At closing time I whispered how I would like him to take me home to have some fun. His arrogant ass was like a puppy leading me to his car and driving me home. When we got there, I fixed us both a drink with a little something extra in his. We headed back to my room and he immediately started telling me how he liked things and all of the wonderful things about him. I just smiled as I undressed myself and then him. I reached up to put my hair up and he said, “I know what that means when girls put their hair up”. I just smiled as I pushed him back and started tying him to the bed. He resisted a little, but I am pretty persuasive. Once I had him all nice and tight, I leaned down towards his dick and as I put the head in my mouth, and he moaned I pulled out a straight razor from under the bad. It was an awesome bloody night and I cannot wait to tell you all about it.
Bondage Phone Sex and Torture
Bondage phone sex gets me wet. I love being tied up. I am not sure how I got into it. I think it started with handcuffs in the bedroom. Pretty vanilla compared to what bondage means to me now. I hooked up with John the other night. He promised me some coke if I would let him tie me up and take some photos. I always need coke because my husband no longer gives me access to the family money. He knows I have no control. I will do an entire mound of coke. I will spend my last dime too. My family’s last dime. I am a coke fiend. Many men know this, and they make me deals. I know I am exchanging my soul sometimes, but I can endure almost anything to get a fix. John got me high first. Smart move because I will agree to anything when I am high. I have a much higher threshold for pain too. John tied me to a table. It looked like a conveyor belt of some sort. I assumed he made some sort of make-shift bondage table. It was something more akin to a medieval torture sex device. It was a rack. He tied me up at first and took some pictures. His cock was out, and he was stroking it. He was hard as a rock watching me tied up. I got nervous when he hit a switch of some sort. I felt my body pulling. OMG. I thought he might tear me in two. He came on my face as I screamed in pain. My arm pulled out of its socket. The pain was intense even on coke. John did not mean to go that far, but when he heard the noise my arm made as it popped out of the socket, he came. It was not what I was thinking would happen. John liked it so much, he asked me how much to make a snuff porn next. I got to think on that one. At this rate, he will kill me.
He was in for a surprise
I met this guy that to be perfectly honest, I was not attracted to at all but I let him think that I was so I could torture him. I made him fall in love after a few hours, he invited me back to his place and I was happy to go. I got him all hot and bothered, he was so excited he would do anything I asked so naturally, I asked him to let me tie him up. He was excited at first, he went along with all the ropes but once he was restrained and I started getting rough he tried to tap out. He was telling me to untie him but I refused and instead I tied up his balls real tight and put some weights on them to pull them down painfully. He was begging at that point but I didn’t let that stop me. I pulled out my strap on and told him that I was gonna make him my bitch. By that point he was crying and he begged me not to fuck his tight ass but I did it anyway. Then I pulled out another rope and wrapped it around his neck. I pulled it tight and choked him to death while I fucked that ass open. I came as he died and I left him there all tied up with a dildo hanging out of his ass.














