Category: Fantasy phone sex

Animal

,Sadistic phone sexMy man traded me for a few hundred to a man from his job. I had a bad feeling and refused to leave the car so my crackhead boyfriend dragged me to the front door by my hair. I relaxed a little when a harmless looking man opened the door. But I should have known not to judge a book by its cover. As soon as my man’s car left his driveway the man attacked by biting me. That’s what turned him on, biting. He bit me all over my body. I had bite marks on my tits, face, neck, thighs, and legs. I lost count after 20 bites. He acted like a wild animal and my cries of pain turned him on. By the end of the night, I was a bloody mess. This man who looked like an innocent school teacher was a sick psychopath. My man came and picked me up the next morning. When we got into the car to leave he slammed my head against the window and yelled at me for provoking the man. I cried all the way home.

Domination Phone Sex: I’m a Human Dog

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I crave. I need a strong man for some slave training. I got more than I bargained for with Master Teddy. I answered an ad for a fetish model. Although, I am not super model pretty, I am no stranger to bondage modeling. The add called for a woman willing to be subjugated for a series of photos. I have done it before with no pay, so why not for fun money, right? When I arrived at the address that was texted to me, the set looked authentic. Turns out it looked authentic, because it was a real life dungeon. I was trapped. If I got out, it would not be because they let me go. It would be because I escaped, which I did. I think they underestimated this coke whore. I was collared, chained and thrown in a pen with other women. Food and water was on the floor in dishes with our names on it. We were being treated like dogs. It was a human dog fighting ring. We were the bait dogs. I watched a round in fear. I watched a waif of a girl be thrown into the bull pen with the hounds from hell. Within minutes there was nothing left of her but blood and a pile of bodily tissue and crushed bones. My head was held up so I was forced to see the carnage. I had been stripped down into my bra and panties, but no one searched me. I have a pierced clit with a long needle through my labia. When no one was looking, I yanked it out. When I was being walked to the bull pen, I stabbed the eye of the cunt leading me to my death. I ran like a bat out of hell. I escaped through a small basement window.  I ran to the cops, but no one believed a strung out whore like me. They thought I was on an acid trip.

Fantasy Phone Sex & Cosplay

He told me he wanted to be my sugar daddy, and take care of me like no one had before. Well, to a girl who’s spent a few years wandering the countryside, you know that sounded amazing. So, I went with him. He took me shopping, bought me a few new outfits, some new bathing supplies, pretty hair stuff, even a new necklace and ring. Then, he noticed that there were Halloween supplies in the store we were in, and decided to take a look. He found the most beautiful Belle costume, and decided to get it for me. When we got back to his place (and it was a gorgeous home), he invited me in, told me I could pick a room, that it would be mine. I’d hardly picked one and been allowed a few minutes to get my stuff put away before he came in asking me to try on my costume. He helped me do the back up, and then wrapped my hands with zip-ties behind my back. Fantasy phone sexHe carried me back downstairs to the living room, where he made me stand still long enough for him to put shackles where the zip-ties had been, and shackled me to the arch of the entry-way. He put a chair there for me to kneel on when my feet got tired, but pulled my panties off before I could make use of it. He tied the back of my dress up, and started smacking my ass cheeks, telling me what an ungrateful bitch I’d been, not saying “Thank you” even once, what with all he’d done for me. He stuffed a butt plug in my ass, smacked it a bit more, and then left me there for a few hours. When he came back, he brought who appeared to be a homeless guy back, and told that guy I was fair game, as long as the costume didn’t get messed up. His dirty hands were all over my ass and pussy, and then he was inside me, pumping and grunting. He shot his load off, and still kept going….

Torture Sex Doll for Abuse

torture sexI love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it.  I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.

Taboo phone sex with victim Aubree

Taboo phone sexSome people wonder what it feels like to have the euphoric feeling of floating out of your body. Well I feel that every time a man decides to choke me and fantasy rape my asshole and cunt when I am unwilling. I have gotten so use to losing consciousness and being taken to the brink of the loss of consciousness that I do not even know what it feels like to be caressed and gently fucked any more. Quite honestly I crave being choked, punched, slapped and humiliated because it makes me feel alive. If I am in pain I know that I am alive and not dead… yet anyway. I am sure some day some man will be raping me while he is holding my throat so tight that while my skin bruises and my eyes turn red from the blood vessels popping, that I will simply fade away into nothing and my corpse will be all that is left as he continues to fuck my shell and then throw away what is left of me.

Snuff phone sex with Stephanie

Snuff phone sex

Please hurt me! I want to feel how pain you can cause me and I want to see if you make me hurt. Take me to a room and do what you will with me, Treat me like I am a piece of dirt. I am literally here on this earth to please you and be your snuff phone sex fantasy slut. I will scream and make you cum all over yourself. I can go as extreme as you want, if you have any ideas you can call me and tell me what you want baby. Just know that I am here for you to snuff and make your little bloody fleshy whore. I wanna die on your cock fuck me to death please baby.

Locked In The Cabinet

Young voice phone sexMy sadistic and psychotic Father took it upon himself to lock me inside of the kitchen cabinet underneath the sink for absolutely no reason at all aside from the fact that he gets off on seeing me suffer at the strength of his own hands. After forcing me to be crammed into the small box of a space for days on end, he drilled a hole from the outside, finally letting in some fresh air that I could gasp up into my lungs. There were so many bottles of cleaning products locked in the cabinet with me, it made it hard to breath with the strong scent of chemicals penetrating my insides. Although I sounded like I was hacking up a lung from coughing so hard while trapped in that hell hole, my Daddy still didn’t give a fuck. He is sick and depraved, he has no remorse for his actions whatsoever. I’m used to his worthless treatment of me, it’s been like this since day one when I entered into this world. I’m a washed up, used up bitch and my cunt needs to be punished as often as possible! Daddy gave me what I deserved, after all, that’s the treatment that pretty little cum sluts like me are supposed to be receiving! Torturous and dark, my young, sexy sounding voice only makes it all the better!

Fantasy phone sex

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex lets you explore are your naughty thoughts. I have plenty of naughty thoughts too. I like to talk about these naughty fantaises, I have recently begun to act on these desires. I have a master who has sort of fucked me up a bit. I am not a the same chick I was before. I actually am pretty thankful to have awoken these desires. Ever since I have  had a master I have been programmed to enjoy hard and rough sex. I was at a party last night and I was able to take 12 cocks and fuck 8 girls. I have never been into orgies, I have a new favorite past time. I t was so hot to be fucked by all types of guys with all different types of cocks. I loved being fucked and loved getting to climax so much . I was so soaked it was defintley and expeirence I will never forget. I love to try new things.

Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch

ass rape pornAss rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.

The Belt

Sadistic phone sexI was so scared walking towards my front door. I didn’t make enough money to keep my crackhead boyfriend high all night. I opened the door and handed him all of the money I made from hooking up and down the boulevard. He counted the cash with an evil snarl on his face. He threw the cash at my face then slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. He spit on me and relief briefly flooded through my body. I thought his tantrum was over, but I was so wrong. He gripped my hair in his fist and dragged me upstairs like I was a rag doll. He flung me towards the bed and pulled his belt from his pants.
“Get your fucking clothes off NOW!” , he demanded.
I took my clothes off and he started whipping me with his belt like I was a runaway slave. He hit me over and over again, each last worse than the one before. He hit me until his arm got tired. With welts all over my body, I curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep.