Category: Fantasy phone sex

Snuff Sex Stripper Cunts Last Dance

My first night at my new Stripper job and someone slipped me a rufi in my post gig drink. I was wasted and stumbling in my 7″ stripper heels in Whore Red. Barely able to stand I was hugging the wall to the ladies room, when this strong assertive woman helped me. I was thanking her and slurring… then I was out. 

I awoke in a dank cell like room in someones basement with a collar and chain on me like I was an animal. When I heard deep laughter from behind me I noticed a man and a woman both dressed in leather and wearing masks. The woman came over to me and grabbed my face forcing me to look her in the eyes. “Your Time is Up Slave” was all she said to me and I felt myself getting sodomized and as I started to scream she pulled out a huge Buck knife and slit my throat, severing my vocal chords. Lifeless I fell as I felt the force of his seed erupt into my bloodied and ripped up ass.

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Strangulation Phone Sex Fun

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex? I know, you wonder how that works. A couple ways actually. I love to choke myself. I practice erotic autoerotic asphyxiation. I have an array of scarves I can use around my neck, even a few belts. I know how to choke myself. Of course I prefer you to strangle me. I have this guy who enjoys throttling my throat as I give him head. I masturbated with him. Sometimes I cum right before I pass out. I go to clubs where I can practice autoerotic asphyxiation to hone my craft. But I digress.  I just wanted you to understand that I take strangle fantasies seriously. The other way this works is with roleplay phone sex. I love fantasy calls that result in my dismemberment even death. Why? Because I am a twisted girl with very dark desires. Strangulation phone calls really get me off because I can practice auto erotic asphyxiation while we fantasize about your hands around my neck. I can be your cheating whore woman. I can be the chick that dissed you. I can be the submissive whore that I am. The girls on this site are here for your taboo phone needs. Nothing too extreme or taboo for me; but if you call me for a strangle fantasy, know that I will be wrapping a pretty silk scarf around my neck and rubbing my clit.

Let me be your accomplice

Fantasy phone sexI can be your little accomplice tonight. I would love to go get your little whore of a ex girlfriend and make that bitch remember who she lost. I honestly get so much fucking joy out of making a little bitch cry and scream and beg for me to stop.. We can put her in our van and drive her to the abandon building we found, there we have all  of our toys and things. We can strap her down to the table and slowly drag the razor blade across her fucking pussy to rip off her little clit. Then shove her bloody clit right into her mouth and make her eat it. Then we should rip her fucking tongue out for all of the bullshit she ever said to you. We are going to make that bitch suffer!

Kidnapping phone sex the abduction

Kidnapping phone sexWoken up by a noise, now I can’t get back to sleep. I felt uneasy and I didn’t know why until a hood was put over my head, and it felt like a zip tie was tightened around my neck. Then I was dragged, by two of them. I don’t know if they were men or women I just know I was scared. What would they want with me?
It felt as though I was thrown into the back of a van. The ride was bumpy and the metal floor of the vehicle was cold and poking my skin. I was shivering from fear and the chill. I heard the passenger say he was going to take care of me, and I felt him sit next to me. I could smell something and that is the last thing I remember.
I wake up and I am on a table like a gynecologists exam table, my ankles, legs, waist, hands arms and neck were all strapped down to this table. I couldn’t move. A blurry image started walking toward me, and I hear his voice. “You are now the sex slave of Mine. You will call me Sire, Sir, Master or Master Roman. Nod if you understand.” I nod and tear began to roll down my cheek. “That will not be the only tear you shed slut, you will be used and used up until I am done with you. That could be weeks, months maybe years. It all depends on your service.”
“Today will be simple. I am going to open your pussy lips so you understand what stretching will be.” He clamps a plastic tipped metal clamp hanger to my pussy lips and pulls them apart. The clamps are so painful I scream. He stands up and gives me a concerned look and puts a gag in my mouth that makes my jaw open as far as it can. “Now try to scream.” He said laughing.
Next post…the first days of my sexual torture.

Bloody phone sex at the dentists

Bloody phone sex So I went to the fucking dentist. Nothing unusual, right? Everyone does it, no one likes it, but it’s fucking normal… Or so I thought. SO I’m laying there in the chair staring up at the exam light, feeling like I’m a costar on the X-Files. The dentist comes in with his usual bullshit chatter that always leaves me wishing he’d shut up and get it over with. He puts the mask for laughing gas on my face, though it smells different than last time. I try to lift my hand and tell him that, only I can’t fucking move. My heard starts to thud. I can’t move my limbs or speak. I can’t even fucking blink, just look back and fourth. He takes the mask off, and I realize there was never a nurse that came in. In fact, the building was very quiet. Fuck. He smiles darkly at me, as he starts lifting my shirt, crushing each of my breasts painfully in his huge hands, and lifting my skirt. He bends my knees up and over the armrests, spreading my little pussy wide. Eagerly, he whips his pathetic little cock out, and starts playing around stuffing it in my cunt. His breath coming in ragged gasps as he humps away at me like some little chihuahua. Panic seizes my throat hard when he leans over and grabs one of the pick tools from the tray. While he’s pumping in and out of my tiny fuck hole, he presses the pick against my throat, over the pulse.

Looking into my eyes, I feel his dick twitching. I’ve never been more afraid of a man climaxing than I was at that moment. All at once he jammed the pick into my neck upward, popping out under my tongue. He uses the damn thing to throat fuck me as he comes hard in my kitty. He keeps fucking my dying body as I choke and drown on my own blood…

And my vision slowly goes black… 

Snuff Porn Pays My Debt

snuff pornDo you have snuff porn fantasies? I have been told that I bring out the sadistic desires in men. I had no clue so many men hated a woman with red hair. But I get told regularly how badly someone wants to hurt a ginger girl as in hurt her deadly. I was doing a threesome last week with this dealer guy I know and one of his friends. I was just trying to score some free blow and weed. My dealer was buried balls deep in my ass while his friend was skull fucking me. It was nothing more than rough sex until his friend started strangling me. As he was choking me, he kept saying, “Die you red headed slut.” I thought it was some sort of role play fantasy for him, but he was really hurting me. Hurting me badly too. I could taste blood in my mouth. My vision got blurry and I became light headed. I tried to speak but cock was down my throat and my lungs were filling up with blood. My dealer just kept pounding my ass even though I became lifeless. I was jolted awake by a very hard slap. Everything was blurry, like a film was over my eyes. My dealer’s sick friend had evil in his eyes. I am no stranger to that look. I tried to crawl away but something hit the back of my head. I woke up face down in a pool of my own blood. I was confused and disoriented. I looked up and my dealer and his pal had a camera rolling. They were filming me as I laid there bleeding. They were jacking off watching me bleed and cry. My dealer mentioned me owing him money. I thought the fucking was paying for my drugs; he thought otherwise. Another blow to the face, more blood, some broken teeth and a statement from my dealer that snuff movies bring in good money.

Sex with dead bodies

The room is quiet and a little cold. My nipples are hard and makes my nipples rings feel tight and aching. Everything is still; I remove the sheet and climb on top. It’s hard, but won’t stay that way. I squat over the hard cock and start to bounce up and down. Playing with my clit, this is so hot. I pull on one of my nipple rings and bounce even harder.
Suddenly the door opens. “What are you doing in here this is a morgue!” he says. As he approaches, he starts to look aroused. His hands are on my ass helping me get fucked by this stiff cock. He moves my hand from my clit and starts to play. “This has been a fantasy for years.” He says. Cum you dead body fucking, slut. His finger goes up my ass and I start to cum just like that. “I knew that would make you cum, whore. There are 10 more bodies in here with rigor, you better get going.”

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Rape phone sex fantasies are so romantic!

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are to me what romantic novels are to most people. My dearest crush, Stephen King put it so perfectly in his book, “Rose Red.” He writes,

“Blood, under the skin. Rationalistic asses like you don’t see it. It’s liquid instead of solid. Hot instead of just warm. It is a world full of mystery…”

That’s how I feel about my snuff world. Where we shed the mundane, the “normal” and the socially acceptable sex we all grew up with. Where we thrive on abductions, on violent fucking. Where dismemberment and stroking your cock with your lover’s removed internal organ. In our world, teeth biting deep into flesh, and gushing blood feed the flames of desire and stoke the primal need for bloody fucking! The animalistic rush as an accomplice, hunting prey with my partner, or presenting a catch to my Master, sets my nerves on fire! Truly, the masochism tango is my mantra!

That hot life force flowing from my mouth and cunt makes my body come alive!

Even the life leaving my body is so deeply sensual.

Take me against my will, use me as your disposable toy, and pay tribute to my body with our blood!

What is your darkest fantasy? Will you share it with me?

Covered in blood and horny

Snuff phone sexI woke up covered in blood and a chainsaw behind me. My first thought was how fucking horny that makes me, and how that chainsaw vibrating the floor is making my pussy wet. I couldn’t believe what is going on but all my mind is thinking about is my cunt. Then a man walks in with a mask on and he is also covered in blood! He is completey naked and he walks over to me with his huge cock out, and I immediately get on my knees and open my bloody mouth. His big cock jams in my mouth and all I can taste is blood. The taste of blood turns me on like no other so my pussy starts dripping down my drenched legs. All of a sudden I feel his cock slip down my throat  and a jab right through the left side of my skull. The last thing I remember is blacking out with a big cock covered in blood down my throat.

Taboo phone sex with a Black Whore

Taboo phone sex

I was a sweet, innocent girl…before my older boyfriend got a hold of me and introduced my to the street life. He’s a drug addict. My beautiful, black ass is personal piggy bank. He forces me to prostitute to keep him supplied in drugs. My big titties and ass are real money makers. I’m his personal sex slave. He passes me around to all of his friends, and strangers if the price is right.
When we’re behind closed doors, he keeps me on a leash. When I have my leash on, I’m not allowed to stand, I have to crawl around on my hands and knees. And I have to keep my eyes down. If I look a john in the eye that’s an automatic beating. If I don’t make at least $500 a day, he won’t feed me. So I’ve learned to fuck the shit out of any man to keep him coming back for more. You can have me in any hole you want, I’m not allowed to say no. I always swallow cum, I never spit. Let me be your black whore, you won’t regret it.                  Layla