What are your rape phone sex fantasies? We live in an ultra sensitive society where women are supposed to be respected and treated equally. I am no feminist. I believe men are superior. I believe men should take what they want and use women as they need. I dress like a whore because I am a whore. I am a dirty trashy whore who loves violent sex. Some men, however, don’t get that. They want to treat me like a princess. They want to put me high on some pedestal where I do not belong. Luckily, there are men like you, right? Men who know a woman belongs on her knees or on her back. Men who believe women are not equal to men and belong barefoot and naked in the kitchen. I am not a feminist. I am not for women’s liberation. Instead, I am for the subjugation of women. Men lead; women bleed. That sums up my philosophy of the sexes. I am a submissive whore who needs constant slave training so that I don’t start to believe all those women are equal mantras going on currently. This “me too” social media campaign is propaganda because you can’t assault or force property. We are yours to take and yours to use. You can call me for all your taboo phone sex fantasies. I want to be your slave, your whore. It is all any woman is good for if you ask me.
Category: Fantasy phone sex
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Men Lead, Women Bleed
Sex with Dead Bodies Because Dead Dick is the Best Dick
Sex with dead bodies is better than online dating. A chick like me doesn’t play well with others. I certainly do not enjoy playing games. I like to fuck, but I hate dating. Even men with big dicks annoy the fuck out of me. I play my own dating game. I use Tinder to find hung studs, I’d never miss. One night stands are the best. George was my latest first last date as I call them. I demand cock pictures up front. I don’t want to primp for a small dick. George was 9 inches soft, so I guessed a good 11 or 12 inches hard. We met at my favorite no tell motel off Route 66. We had a drink first, but he annoyed the crap out of me from the get go. It might be me; I have a low threshold for pricks. I gave him a hand job as part of the foreplay. Normally, I don’t partake in such stupid mating rituals, but I needed his cock hard the moment I thrust the knife in his chest. I primped long for this cock. Took me forever to assemble all the medical tools to preserve his dick. It was going to be the highlight of my dead dick collection. Once the dude dies, rigor mortis takes about 3 hours to kick in. That’s the prime fucking time. Through trial and error, I have discovered that the dick needs to be erect at the moment of death for the best dead fucking. I looked so good too. I am patient for the right man. He was the right one too. I did my nails and sharpened my knives while I waited for rigor mortis to kick in. Then I rode that stiff cock to a massive orgasm. Instead of a post coital smoke, I castrated his cock, stuffed it and saved it for my collection. Dead dick is the only dick.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Drugs
I wish I’d known then what was in store for me. I wish I’d known what a horrible man he was. He’d stopped and offered me a ride. As we were driving, he started telling me how he was a fine-art photographer, and he had an idea for this new series, and how I’d be perfect for it. He promised me money as soon as he finished his shoot, and a percentage of profits he made from it. Well, hell, I jumped on that offer! Who the hell refuses money? When we got to his place, he offered me a drink while I changed into my favorite outfit. By the time I finished changing and walked back into the living room, my drink was waiting for me on the counter. I chugged it, since I was dying of thirst. We talked for a bit before the room went fuzzy and ultra-bright, and my body was very weak.
He picked me up and carried me over to the couch, draping me over it with my ass in the air. He pulled my dress up so that my ass cheeks and panties were on display. I couldn’t even cover myself, and then he was taking pictures. I don’t remember much after those first few camera clicks, except hand massaging my ass cheeks, a finger at my clit, and then it was all black. That was 3 days ago, and I’ve only been awake for the last hour or so. My body is sore and full of what looks like puncture wounds, my pussy and ass feel like they’re ripped, my tits hurt, and my mouth is cottony. I wish I could remember what happened!
Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore
He asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.
Snuff phone sex; I can handle it master
Do you look at me and wanna fucking hurt me? I love hearing about what you would do to my dead limp body and all the dirty things you would do to me before then to. Just hearing about the blood and my getting my head sawed open where my brain is exposed and you taking your big hard cock and fucking my bloody fleshy skull. Does that sound hot baby? I want you to give me all the pain you can dish out. I will lay back and rub my wet cunt as you tell me how you dismember my body making me a human dead fuck doll for all your nasty snuff phone sex pleasures. Let me be your nasty whore for the night baby.
Whip my cunt
I love spreading my legs open wide as I peel apart my cunt lips, giving you the perfect view of the inside of my pussy walls while we are having roleplay phone sex. All beaten and battered, you drop to your knees with your mouth-watering as you gaze up into my slutty and wet little slit. I am so beat up and bruised from getting fucked like a filthy whore all night long, I want you to make me feel even more pain and tenderness than I already do! Get your leather whip out and tie my legs to both ends of the bed, stretch me open wide so that you have a gaping cunt ready to be played with! With full force, whip my clit as hard as you can! Make that leather snap against my skin, I want it to sting badly! My clit will eventually start to bleed and when it does, whip me harder! Don’t stop, make me beg for mercy for you to have some remorse for me. You won’t though, you know how badly I deserved this lashing! Just like how a naughty snuff cum slut deserves to be lashed at!
Snuff movies are his fave
snuff movies are his fave, yesterday he brought all the guys over and made sure I showed them what I have learned, I had to take a cock in my mouth and was made to gag on it til I threw up all over. It was pretty gross but I have no choice but to do everything he tells me to do, I have to recreate scenes for his own enjoyment, if I have an issue with it he will have his way with me and struck me with his whips and makes sure his evil wife fist me til I am in so much pain and there’s a puddle of tears , I have to make every recreation of every scene as best as I can, I sometimes have to redo scenes because that’s what my master craves, he loves to watch me get pins on my tits and pussy lips, and loves to gag me and make me cry, He is getting so wicked and its all because of all the torture porn he watches. 
Gothic Phone Sex Rite on Friday the 13th
Tonight’s the night for some all out Ritualistic sacrificial gothic phone sex fantasy play. I’ve the perfect prey chosen to take captive and use for some torturistic rituals in an old abandoned church. With crucifixes and holy water/ vodka cocktails, and young virginal blood. We’ll rape fantasy the little bodies into bloody corpses as we slice at the young tender flesh and commit some extreme sinning and boozing.
I love to get wasted as we perform the blasphemous drunkard ceremonies reciting the fucking bible and laughing into the faces of the victims we will be offering to the evil fuck gods of our own sinuously sinister imaginations. I want to rub that virginal blood on me and then fuck like wild beasts into the midnight hour and beyond. Let us pray that the gates of Hell open and grant us access into the world of defilement and snuff.
Rape phone sex fantasies: Confession of a Fantasy Rapist
I almost got busted with my buddy the other day. We have a freaky fetish of getting off fantasy raping handicapped and physically challenged individuals. His favorite are quadriplegics and women who are paralyzed from the waist down. He has told me he enjoys when they fight a little bit with their hands, but their legs are paralyzed so they cannot run away. If they start getting to feisty I will hold her arms for him as he enters her pussy and asshole until he comes all over, sometimes I will hold her head so he can jizz all over her face.
Now me personally, I like to watch him and participate in the assaults on the ones who are missing all four limbs. At this point, they are completely exposed and they cannot fight back except for biting and that’s an easy fix with duct tape or a ball gag. Every single hole is exposed and he can fuck either hole while I sit on her face and she cannot do a damn thing.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fuels Evil Intent
I know what fuels those rape phone sex fantasies of yours, it’s seeing a hot fake slut like me ignoring the fuck out of you and spreading it for those niggers with huge dicks. You just want to beat the fuck out of me and pound every one of my hot violated and defiled holes to your angers content. You will likely beat my pretty face to a pulp as you drive your viagra fueled hard on like a god damed jack hammer in my cunt and ass. You’ll pull my head up by my hair and drive it, face down into the pavement and thrusting harder and deeper with every scream or whimper of pain.
Your wear those big heavy metal rings of yours and cunt punch me and fist the fuck out of my ass. I’ll scream and you’ll just knock me over the head with a bottle of booze, so hard the bottle breaks and my skull cracks. Fainting from shock as I bleed out you finish in my bloodied fractured eye socket then leave me in the woods to the wildlife.

















