Category: Fantasy phone sex

Torture Sex Death

torture sexTorture sex was on his mind. Not just BDSM kind of torture, either. You see, I was on death row. I was guilty of being a black widow. He yanked me from cell and dragged me to platform outside. Other female inmates were there too. He looked like an old fashioned executioner. I scanned my surroundings out of fear and curiosity. Was this a dream? Or was this how I was paying for my sins? As a pain slut, I was aroused. But when he told me my orgasm would kill me, I thought surely, I am dreaming. He jabbed a syringe full of some sort of milky substance into my thigh. My body got flushed. He stripped me, affixed some nipple clamps to my worthless tits and yanked the chain repeatedly. I let out a scream. I was trying not to take pleasure in the pain, but then he started smacking my tits. Over and over and over again, he whacked my breasts hard. My breasts respond to pain. My pussy was moist. He took an object resembling a broom handle and fucked my whore pussy with it. He was rough too. He knew I liked pain. He made me suck it clean when he was done. He dragged my worthless body to a handmade saw, strapped me down and turned that handle into a fuck machine.  I was in trouble. That poison was pulsing in my veins as the fuck machine went warp speed in my pussy. I was not dying by lethal injection or a firing squad. I was dying by my own orgasm. I was unable to stop the flood gates. The harder I got fucked, the harder I came. I let out one last shrill scream as I came, then my world went blank. As a taboo phone sex slut, I love seeing how creative you can get when killing me. Death by orgasm is one of the most creative and fun ways to die. My pussy is still wet.

Castration Phone Sex is My Fav

castration phone sexWhen guys ask me what my favorite kind of call is, I never hesitate when I say castration phone sex. It might surprise you how many calls a week I get for this. I’m prepared too. My grandpa ran a prison. When it was shut down and merged with a new modern prison, I inherited some memorabilia. My favorite is the old death row chair. If this chair could talk! It would tell a tale about lots of men needing their nuts removed so they wouldn’t get their lives erased. If you made P men eunuchs, perhaps their urges for little ones would be harder to act on. If you lobbed off the balls of murderers perhaps they wouldn’t feel the need to kill so often. Testosterone makes men crazy. If you castrated men who attack women because they know they can’t get fucked without force, perhaps they wouldn’t be about to get it up to do the deed. If men with naughty desires came to me first, I could solve the problem of overcrowded prisons. Of course, there are just tiny dick losers and pain sluts who can benefit from junk removal too. This former death row chair is now a castration chair. Straps used to stop a prisoner from convulsing, keep you from seizing from the pain. The little cup underneath designed to collect the piss and shit a prisoner leaves when exiting this world, collect your testicles now. The plank for bracing limbs when a prisoner’s body goes into shock from electrocution, separates your cock from your balls for me. This chair has the souls of dead criminals in it. Now it has the blood and tears of losers who don’t deserve their balls.  I have the sharp knife, castration bands, booze, mouth bit and soldering pen. You just bring your worthless balls. I’m ready for taboo phone sex. Are you?

Mutilation Phone Sex Gets HOT!

Mutilation phone sexHe wanted to put me on a spit and roast me!! What really had my juices flowing was that he wanted me to WANT to be put on a spit and roasted. So, he tortured me. He tied me up and pried each nail off of my fingers and toes. Then, he took a lash to my backside, cutting gashes and gouges into my lower back, ass, and thighs. He pulled whole chunks out of my hair by hand, and cut my tits all up. By the time he was finished torturing me, I was begging to die. I still wasn’t ready to beg to be burned by slow-roasting over a fire, though. That was when he brought out this enormous garden stake. It was about 3 inches thick and at least a foot and a half long, and it had a very pointy edge. The entire thing was wood, and it was definitely not the smoothest stick I’d ever seen. He bent me forward, and he spread my tender, painful ass cheeks. He started to push that spike up into my ass. I don’t know how far he got it, but with the splinters jabbing into my ass and the spike pressing in all the wrong places, it wasn’t long before I was begging for him to just put me on the spit and have done with it. By the time he shoved that spit up my ass, and through my guts til it came out of my mouth, I was just done. I was ready for the darkness to swallow me. Now, he’s carrying me, with his friend, over to the fire, and I can feel the heat the closer we get. I can’t help the tears that are falling, but I am ready to be done…

Accomplice Phone Sex w/ Evil Goddess Gray

Your Evil Goddess of accomplice phone sex loves when you grovel at my feet begging for my attention. You beg me to use you and your petty little mind fails to understand that you will NOT survive my attention. As a sadistic phone sex seductress it is imperative that I get off on the torment of useless men.

Feeling sorry for your pathetic ass I decided to be humored by your presence and demanded that you undress for me. I needed to see if you were worthy in other ways… unfortunately, you are not. I barely was able to contain myself in my laughter when I saw that your fucking male member was as useless as you and immediately took a butcher knife to it. Your horror and shock turned me on so fucking much but not nearly as much as your screams and the blood. Oh the Blood! I was ecstatic in how fucking much a lacerated penis can bleed and lapped up that deep red sustenance that fuels my need to fuck.

Sadly, you bleed out and lose consciousness as I tried to force you to watch as my big beastly monster with a massive 16″ cock is fucking my cunt into pure ecstasy. My beast eats severed cocks like a delicacy as it truly is a total aphrodisiac for him, and in turn I get the kind of fucking I need to fuel my evil ways. His demon seed pours inside of me empowering me with it’s magical essence, it is my addiction.

Accomplice Phone Sex

Peeping Tom

Rape phone sex fantasiesI’m home all alone, walking around my house in panties and nothing else. I have the blinds open, and you’re peering through my window. You’re salivating at the sight of my big tits. I don’t know that you’re watching me, and I don’t know that I left the back door open. When I lay back on the sofa and spread my legs you can’t handle seeing my wet pussy. You burst through the back door and I scream. You pull me by my hair forcing me to my knees and shove your hard dick into my mouth. I gag when you hold the back of my head and brutally fuck my face. When you make me put my face to the floor and my ass in the air I scream for someone to help me. But no one comes and you push your throbbing hard cock into tight asshole. You pump my ass with powerful thrust and I scream in agony. You grip my hair and pull my head back so hard I think my neck is going to snap. You tear my tight ass hole and I faint to escape the pain, then suddenly I feel you warm cum filling my asshole. And just like that, you leave and I breath a sigh of relief.

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Burning Love

Torture Phone Sex

Knives and sharp, metal objects hurt quite a bit, but being burned can be so much worse. I was tied up and gagged with my panties stuffed in my mouth, completely naked. He picked up a lit candle and started pouring wax on my nipples and stomach. I cringed at the heat scorching such sensitive areas. Had he left it at that, I would have been fine, but then placed the candle under the table I was strapped to. There was a small hole under my back, which was right above where he placed the candle. The heat rose and started to singe my skin, but I could not move away. He left this there throughout the rest of the torture, which blistered and bubbled my skin. Taking a cigarette lighter from a car, he branded my upper thigh. I screamed through the cloth gag of my panties. Tears streaming down from my eyes, he then took the cigarette lighter and pressed it hard onto my clit. My body went into a cold sweat from the pain as I cried and struggled. Pulling out a blow torch, he began drawing lines down my stomach with the fire. Never had I felt a pain so intense! I passed out shortly after. The worst part about burns? Well I don’t know about you, but for me, they get so much worse before they get better. He left me with months of peeling, blistered skin.

Easter Ass Rape Porn

ass rape pornAss rape porn Sunday? That is how I have been spending my day since the stroke of midnight. Desperate times. All my dealers have cut me off until I pay. My pussy is no longer tight, so the one dealer I found that would trade coke for sex, has been abusing my ass like a wild animal in heat. At one point, he put a pony tail in my ass and a bit in my mouth so he could ride me around his place like Sea Biscuit. Only he was not the only one riding me, nor was that pony dildo the only thing in my ass.  I felt like an anal gangbang rape porn star. Cock after cock rammed in my ass with no lube. Cum flowing out of my ass like hot lava. When the guys were drained of cum and too fucked up to get hard again, they took to sodomizing me with baseball bats, candles, beer bottles and fists.  When they prolapsed my ass, they made fun of me, but they also put coke on my torn rectum and sucked it off like my prolapsed ass was some sort of pacifier. They are passed out now. They dumped me full of seed and speed so I can’t rest. I’m sitting on an ice pack resting up my asshole for round four. It’s going to be a long day of anal torture for this druggy whore.

Snuff Sex Carnal Desires

When your carnal desires begin to stir and that bulge in your pants needs something twisted to get relief and snuff sex is the only thing that will really get you off. I’m a vicious accomplice for all sorts of wicked fun and games as the twisted fun I have is what drives my libido out the fucking window. I am a fucking machine and love to fuck at the end of a messy blood coated adventure.

My last adventure as a hired hand in committing a gruesome torture phone sex act with a dumb little fucking brat. I beat the crap out of her and punched her in the mouth to make it a bloody toothless mess for my partner in crime to fuck. I fisted that young sluts cunt with my spiked rings on and oh the pleasure of seeing that cunt bleed.

Snuff Sex

Snuff Sex Dinner

snuff sexSnuff sex? It’s too final for me.  I mean snuff equals death, right?  He said we were just simulating a snuff scenario. I didn’t have a choice. He is a man. Men are always in control, at least with me. I’m just a blonde bimbo, right? I’m not good for anything but fucking, sucking and abusing. When I arrived, I was ordered to disrobe. It was time for a naked inspection. Him and his friends inspected me for body hair and cleanliness. I had very specific orders on how I was to appear before arrival. Clean, shaved and sans any make up, perfume or jewelry. Once I passed inspection, I was escorted to the basement with several other women. Someone was cooking something. I could smell the aroma. Sweet with herbs. It was hard to imagine we were being served dinner. When we arrived at the bottom of the stairs, we all gasped when we realized we were going to be dinner. Big caldrons of water hanging over open flames with girls already cooking. Have you ever smelled cooking flesh? Apples were placed in our mouths. A masked man rubbed us down with a butter and olive oil mixture. Another man sprinkled herbs on us. I sat there scared knowing I was simply waiting my turn to be cooked to death. I felt a strange mix of fear and satisfaction. If going to die, at least I knew I would make a satisfying meal. What are your cannibalism phone sex fantasies?

Cuckold Beat Down

Teen phone sexMy Master has a friend that loves being treated like a dirty, filthy cuckold and he requested that Master lend me to him so that he could use me to fulfill his fantasies. This guy was weird as fuck, but what’s new! Everywhere we went throughout the day, he made me ride on his back and parade around with him like he was my little pony.  I had to whip him and put a collar and leash around his neck as I controlled the directions that we went while riding on top of him like a cowgirl. I humiliated him while we were in the mall, he was my submissive pay pig, allowing me to have complete financial domination over him! I got so much shit bought for me, he was good at obeying all of my rules that I gave to him! When we got back to the cuck’s house, the tables turned and he became extremely angry with me and all of the embarrassment that I had caused him throughout our day together. He beat me up really bad, shoving me against the wall and punching me with his fists until I dropped to the floor. He proceeded to kick me until I was bleeding from every crevice of my body. This piece of shit mother fucker hurt me so bad that I wasn’t able to open my eyes properly to see for over a week because they were bruised so badly. He knocked me unconscious and when I came to, I was laying in a pool of blood on his kitchen floor. He was nowhere to be found in the house so I called my Master to come and pick me up. Master was fucking pissed that he had to interrupt his day to come and get me but I had no other choice. My cell phone was missing as well as all of the gifts that the pay pig bought for me. I was left bloodied and robbed. Master punished me even more once we got back to our house.