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What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are something callers enjoy exploring with me. Men I meet at clubs and on the BDSM circuit enjoy force fuck scenarios too. I always say you can’t force the willing. I am a submissive whore. I enjoy rough sex. I met Jacob at an underground BDSM party a few weeks ago. His ultimate fantasy was to take a woman against her will. He didn’t want me if I was willing. I acted like I was too good for him. I tried to outsmart him, but it didn’t work. He put his hands around my throat, spit in my face and tossed me against the wall. I tried to run out the door. He beat me to the door, slammed it shut, then smacked me down again. I learned the more I fought and cried, the harder he came at me. I did outsmart him, but he was venomous. Pure evil in his eyes as he crushed his hands against my throat. He forced my mouth open so he could ram his cock down my throat. He was far bigger than I anticipated. Seriously, like almost a foot long. It was all I could do to not puke on his dick. He caught me trying to rub my pussy as he skull fucked me. He didn’t approve. He kicked me in the cunt. Hard swift kick in the cunt. I fell backwards. He decided to treat me like an ass rape porn star. I got a hardcore ass fucking while his hands clenched my throat. I choked, then I puked.  He pounded my head into the floor with as much fervor as he pounded my ass. Once he came in my ass, he went back to fucking my mouth. He took pleasure in seeing me grimace from the taste of my shit. I got more than I bargained for with him. I guess I learned the lesson “be careful what you wish for.”

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I was out with my friend partying and we got inside our car getting ready to go to the next destination. We use an app that lets you catch a ride, kinda like a taxi. Well funny store, we just hopped right in, thinking it was our driver and after thirty minutes of driving around it occurred to us that this was not who was suppose to pick us up.

We panicked asking where he was taking us, and he said will see and admitted that he wasn’t out driver. He pulled over in the middle of nowhere and pointed a gun at us and told us to get out of the car. We did as he said and immediately he pointed the un at my friend and blew her brains out. He asked me If I wanted to end up like that.

I of course pegged and pleaded that I would do anything he wanted. He though that was funny. He pushed me down face first into the dirt and ripped my white g-string off and pulled up my dress. I cried as he forced all of his weight on top of me and shoved his dick inside of me, ripping me open. He was fucking me so hard there was dirty and blood every where

Once he was done he commanded I get back in the car. I was so sore I could barely even move. He said the fun has just begun.

Why I Can’t Run From Daddy Anymore

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I decided to stop staying at home for a little while to try and get away from daddy and his friends. My tiny abused pussy has been getting taken advantage of by them for as long as I can remember. Daddy was sure upset when he figured out my plan and I guess I should have figured there was no way I could hide from him and secretly I was scared he might start taking it out on my little sister. Daddy can’t control his lust or his anger, especially when he’s been drinking and he stays drunk all the time.

I didn’t consider walking alone from the library that day probably being a huge mistake. Like a good girl, I dropped my books off on time for once and decided to cut through this lot where some construction workers had just finished pulling down a big old house. As soon as my eyes saw their orange vests I panicked, it was daddy and his friends. I had accidently led myself to them. Daddy walked up immediately and grabbed me by my ponytail. Expecting him to demand answers, instead he threw me into the bed of his work truck and began tying me up spread eagle. “I found her boys!” he called out and I couldn’t really see what was going on but I knew I was real big trouble this time with daddy.

I blacked out shortly after. All 11 of his big and mean friends Plus, daddy had their way with me on that jobsite. I’m kinda sure it was that last hard knock to my face that did me in and I’m almost thankful because I’m sure it’s better that I don’t remember it. Daddy has had me locked up in his shop ever since. Sometimes he hangs me up from the rafters in some sort of makeshift sex-swing he threw together. I don’t think my sister even knows I’m back home, just not allowed to live inside the house. Daddy finally let me use the internet today so that I could write people and tell them I’m okay but that I’ve run away. I’m not sure exactly why he’d want me to do that but I think I’ve finally learned just to listen to daddy and I hope I’m not wrong for this but I think I’m starting to actually enjoy being his ragdoll.

Snuff Sex Victim Needs a Lesson Taught

This fucking asshole seemed to really have snuff sex on his mind when he started calling me a cock tease. I’m sorry that I am so fucking hot and can ignore you if I fucking feel like it. I am NOT fucking obligated to take your advances and really your too fucking gross for me. It seems you did not like that I feel so superior to you, and you felt the need to teach me a lesson using strangulation phone sex techniques on me.

I tried to fight you off as you grabbed my arm, and you forced me into the men’s room where you punched me in the face knocking me to my knees. You grabbed my scarf on my waist and roughly put it around my neck yanking it making me hurt. You had me in my place as you said and forcibly face fucked me while yanking the scarf tighter gagging me and crushing my windpipe. As I was trying to get breath you shot down my throat a huge thick load of spunk that blocked my airway. Begging with my eyes and I started turning blue, they glazed over. You gave the scarf one final yank as you hear my neck crack you pull out and laugh at me as I fall to the ground.

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Daddy and His Friend

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Now that I’m 18, Daddy won’t let me out of the house. He wants to keep me for himself and all his best friends. Last night Daddy came home with one of his friends. I could smell the scotch on all over them! I knew what was coming. Daddy grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to his bedroom. He pushed me face down on his bed. I peeked over my shoulder and saw his friend taking off his belt. He smacked my ass over and over and over again. When he finally stopped, he spread by cheeks, spit on my tight little hole, and stuck his big cock right in my ass. I knew better than to scream. It just hurt so bad, so I struggled. My Daddy didn’t like that. He grabbed my hair and forced my face into the bed so I couldn’t move until his friend was done with me. I couldn’t breathe. I knew I just had to take it until Daddy took his turn and filled me with his cum too.

Taboo Phone Sex Stories

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex stories are something I have in abundance. As a druggy whore, I’ve sold myself to the devil for a fix a hundred times over. Last week, I was held captive for several days as a sex slave. Chained, collared and kept naked in the basement to a group of Meth makers. They are the worse. Mean sons of bitches. Horny 24/7 too. I was traded for drugs. One of my coke dealers wanted some meth to sell too and I had no money to pay for coke, so I was given to these redneck Meth heads for trade. The house was some old farm in a rural part of the state. I shit you not, they were missing a bunch of teeth and had the worst hygiene. They used me as their toilet as well as their punching bag. Their cocks were disgusting. Covered in scabs, dirty and smelly. Pretty sure one had crabs. For days, I only drank cum and piss. They skull fucked me, ass fucked me, burned me with cigarettes and slapped me around. They were animals. Filthy, vile animals but they kept reminding me that even they were better than a strung out whore like me.

Cannibalism Phone Sex: Succulent Flesh Pie

He had a distinct desire and the normal way I get used and destroyed just wasn’t up to snuff for him as he had a different kind of hunger for cannibalism phone sex. The idea of sweet succulent pink clits and circles of nipple flesh severed from small virginal bodies was the only way he was going to quench his hunger. I accompanied him on a kidnapping phone sex spree where we took various young prey back to an abandoned asylum and used the equipment and clinical tables for our genital mutilations and nipple severing needs. An old rusty scalpel to start the incision I was forced to watch and collect the pieces of vagina as my owner sliced away. As the collection grew and the virginal prey bled out I was to sautee the vaginal meat in some oil with some white wine and oregano. Once we had about 24 vaginas and 48 nipples I prepared the crust for our meat pies. I was going to be forced to eat one of them also as he watched me devour my pussy meat pie he played ass rape porn and analy fucked me and as he was ready to cum took a big bite of virgin flesh and exploded as the succulent meat juices poured down his gullet.

 

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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.

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.

Gang Rape in the School Locker Room

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I had forgotten something in my locker at school over the weekend. Luckily, the school is still open on the weekends for the boys’ football team to practice. Heading to my locker to get the text book I forgot, I had to pass by the locker room. Practice shouldn’t have started yet and probably wouldn’t for a few more hours, but there were a few guys who had arrived already to get warmed up and set up the equipment. I thought nothing of it until I walked past and one of the athletes called me over. Unsure of what he could possibly want, I came closer only to be ambushed by some of the other players. Their big arms held me in place as I was dragged into their locker room. About five big football players surrounded me, ripping off my clothes and passing me around like a rag doll. I tried to scream, but it didn’t matter. Nobody could hear me. Someone picked me up once I was fully naked and stuck their cock in my asshole. It was a ripping pain that brought tears to my eyes. His hands grabbed my neck as another one of the team members came up to start fucking my pussy. Having both of their cocks in me was a lot to handle, especially once the one fucking my ass would bring me to each of the other players, so each one could slam my tight slit with their veiny fucksticks. They had no mercy for my tiny twat or for my throat. I was let down onto the ground but the big guy came up behind me and forced me to bend over. He then pulled back my arms while drilling my sore asshole. The others took their turns holding my head in place as they fucked my throat. After being thrown back and forth between them for what felt like forever, they threw me to the ground to all blow their loads over my bruised and battered body. Then without a second thought, they left to set up their field.