My clothes are ripped, My panties.. Well.. I will have to get new ones because of me being so obsessed with dirty shit happening to me right before I get fucked I have to buy new ones every other week. I got the shit beat out of me then all my holes were stuffed. If I am not tortured to where you don’t see blood I am not interested its the only thing that makes my pussy so wet. I am hungry for that cock in my mouth or what ever you want to be in my mouth I can take anything. I love to have my body aching right after it puts me to sleep. Use my body, my holes. I am a useless girl that wont ever get any where but in between your sheets, so come and use me get off. 😉 In me
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies My Fate Is Locked
My fate gets locked in every time I take a call and some of my favorites involve rape phone sex fantasies that ultimately lead to my demise. Yeah, I’m a twisted little bitch or bimbo that actually gets off only when put in the most compromising of positions that are really tend to lead me into some form of rabbit hole of a twisted dream or nightmare. I have been beat so black and blue and strangled to the point of involuntarily cumming like a beast fucking some tight young snatch. Fuck the thought of being fantasy raped by some huge beast really gets my juices flowing just knowing I will end up with my holes ripped wide open and bleeding me to my death. I’m so fucking horny right now i better pop over to the porn movies of animated beasts or filthy fairy tales.
Blow-up Doll
Most women love giving their man a blowjob, most of the time it’s done out of love. But my old man can turn it into a punishment. It doesn’t take much to piss him off, he has a very short fuse. Last night, I didn’t do something fast enough and it angered him. He forced me down on my knees and made me suck his cock for 3 whole hours. He loves to edge, he made suck his dick until he felt like he was going to cum, then he pushed me away. After a few moments, he motioned for me to start sucking again. For three whole hours, he forced me to please him like a sex slave. After the first hour on my knees, pleasing him turned sadistic. To him I’m no longer a woman, I’m a sex toy… a blow-up doll. If I try to resist, he would hit me. I suck, and suck, and suck until he finally fills my cheeks with semen. I swallow because I need nourishment to quench my thirst. My lips hurt from sucking and swelled twice their size. He gets off on being cruel but I don’t have the strength to leave.
May I have my spanking now?
Master may we pretty please have some super depraved snuff phone sex right now?? I am begging you to give me my extreme spanking that I so badly deserve. I love having to remind you every single morning to gift me with my daily beating. Only a true snuff slut craves her brutal lashings. Master spares no expense when he uses his whips, chains and hands on my filthy body. I am his all his and he can do whatever his evil heart desires. It makes my cunt wet to experience just how much the act of inflicting pain on to me turns him on. As his cock gets harder and longer I crave him more and more. He slaps me across my face and grabs on to my cheeks so that he can spit a wad of saliva into my slutty mouth. I’ve been a naughty little whore and I know what I have coming. This is the price I pay for willingly giving my fuck holes up for grabs.
Make your choice
We all all have our secrets and our fetishes. Don’t we ? Well on this site we can write what ever we want and how we feel. I am sick , perverted to be blunt. My fuck buddy loves to make me bleed and sew me up hes just into medical fetishes like me. I’m always thinking of the next best thing to do. I dream about knife play and I actually found someone who likes to play along. Have you? If not that’s what I am here for. I called him to come over yesterday I was healing from last week ,much better now i have to say. My pussy was jabbed and cut just so he can play doctor with me. Then, he fucks me until I open up wider. the pain is so pleasurable , Let me in on what you find fun or tell me what you want me to do with my body choice is yours. But, remember I am a cheap phone sex little slut.
Don’t talk to strangers
My boyfriend and I got the idea to lure some sluts to an abandoned house to shoot a portfolio. We were excited to hatch this plan and make it turn out just like we wanted to. We have been brainstorming ways to get our fantasy happening faster rather than later. We were all about just watching a dumb whore get on her knees begging for mercy. The idea was from a sick porn site we frequent. We just wanted to make foolish slut die and fuck her while her body grows cold. We have thought up every scenario possible so that we can have sex with dead bodies. Our primary focus was young dumb sluts who would fall for our scheme. We posted online looking for some youngins wanting to break into modeling, and we sat back and let the replies fly in. It was a golden idea. I knew plenty of sluts who would jump at the opportunity. All the nasty things began to run our my mind. These whores were going to get way more than a photo shoot.
Accomplice Phone Sex: Who Do You Want to Snuff?
Is accomplice phone sex something you enjoy? I love it. To me, there is nothing better than killing together. I have killed and tortured on my own, but when I have a partner in crime, the crime becomes hotter. Keith and I snuffed his little cousin out this week. He has long fantasized about doing it. She is a cock teasing brat. She was so young that force fucking her holes would be noticed by a parent because some damage would be done. The only thing to do was kill her. I convinced him that he needed to snuff out her young life. I assured him too that I was the right accomplice. I could alibi him if he were to be a suspect in her disappearance. Plus, I told him I could make it look like she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. I can make a body disappear. I have never come under suspicion because I know how to destroy evidence and bodies are never found. I am smarter than Ted Bundy or The Green River Killer. I don’t have a dumping site that could one day be discovered. I got Keith worked up telling him my snuff sex tales. He was in. I kidnapped her while he was at work, so he would have an alibi for when she disappeared. Her bad babysitter was on her cell phone at the park paying zero attention to her charge. I lured her away with a puppy, a trick often used by sex traffickers. He met me in my cabin in the woods. She was tied up and naked waiting for him. He had a hard on in his pants seeing her like that. I watched him force fuck her tiny little holes for hours. He ravaged her body. Lots of pent up aggression for the cock teasing whore. Once her body was used up, I made a snuff porn with her. She was an easy kill. Her body will never be found. What are your sick fantasies?
Torture
I was tied down by my wrists and ankles today and whipped severely with a belt. Sam an old friend was just fired and needed a pain slut worthless body to take out his anger. He showed up at my door unannounced and grabbed me by my hair dragging me to my bedroom where he tied my ass up. And starting whipping me. He didn’t say a mother fucking word just kept hitting and hitting me. My flesh was tearing open and blood was trickling down my body. Welts were appearing all over my flesh. I snot, drool, and tears, all coming from my face. I squirmed and screamed and squirted my cum every time the belt made contact with my open wounds.
Make Me Your Puppet
I have everything you need in my little dungeon just a take a look around. Plenty of hard, big, flat and sharp objects at your disposal. I’m so very willing to let your imagination run away with itself, I don’t care what that means for me. I’m not afraid of having my life ended, in fact I welcome it. Just make my every last second left count.
Do what you want with my lifeless corpse, you deserve it. I deserve the pain and torture. Giving me such a brutal end and leading me to the long sleep. There’s plenty of rope around here, I’m sure you can find a way to hold me up and make me your little fuck puppet after I’m gone.
Payback with Torture Sex
He said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane. That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.















