Category: Gothic phone sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex with Marley

When you’re on the road hitching, making money in any way you can is a must. Sometimes, you’ll do some really dumb things without thinking, just because someone offered you money. When he pulled up alongside me and told me that he was a photographer who was looking for a few models for his portfolio, and that cash money was involved, I couldn’t pass it up. Taking pictures for cash? I could do this!Kidnapping phone sex

He drove me to this trashy little neighborhood, like many I’d passed through on the roads, and parked alongside this narrow, dingy house. He invited me in, and I followed. He asked if I had any kind of night-clothes that I sleep in, as that would help him most. I changed into my little sleeper set. Once he saw me, he was ecstatic, and brought me directly back to a bedroom. I started getting antsy, wanted to bolt, but the money was on offer, and I needed it. He asked me to climb onto the bed and start some poses, and picked up the camera that he’d put around his neck. The camera looked legit enough, I climbed up and started posing with some of the pillows I assumed were there for just this purpose. He asked me to start taking my clothes off, said it would really help his portfolio.Teen phone sex I hesitated, and he came over and smacked me, hard. Then, he took something out of his pocket and jabbed me. Within minutes, I couldn’t see straight to save my life. I couldn’t focus, and his commands started coming. I had to struggle to focus on what he was saying, and following the commands were something I had to do. After a few more shots, I felt his hands on me, rubbing over my bare nipples, into my panties, even as he ripped them. He moved me onto my knees, and pushed up into me from behind, but I don’t remember much after that…

Fantasy Phone Sex Turned Sci-Fi!

I was freezing. It had been several hours since anyone had driven by, much less stopped to offer me a lift, and I was regretting my choice of roads. Finally, someone drove by, and they pulled off the road several feet in front of me. I did my best to run to the car, which was hard given how cold I was. They opened the door as I reached the rear of the car, and I climbed into the lovely warmth. No sooner had I closed the door, telling them my best thank you, than I felt a slight pinch in my neck.Fantasy phone sex
I woke up to gentle pats on my face. I was completely naked, and I couldn’t speak. No matter how I tried, my mouth refused to cooperate with my thoughts. He told me to step forward, and my body just did it. He asked me my name, and I responded, even as my brain screamed that I would not cooperate. He then told me that I had been sleeping for a week, and that my body had successfully been turned into that of an android. I would do as commanded by him and anyone he gave control of me, and I would never be allowed to argue.

He commanded me to strip him of his clothes and suck his dick, and I did just that. My brain cried out for it to stop, and I could have cried, if he’d left my tear ducts. All that was left of me was my exterior and my brain, and all I could do was suck his dick. Then, he told me to bend over and spread my ass cheeks. Apparently he’d left certain parts of my anatomy alone, too, and he shoved his dick into my parted cheeks. I didn’t make a sound, I couldn’t have unless he told me to, even though it hurt. He told me I could moan to moan out my pleasure, and I did that, too. I couldn’t do anything except what he told me, though. My life was officially fucked…

Sadistic Phone Sex Fantasies: Are You My Accomplice or My Victim?

sadistic phone sexSadistic phone sex fantasies are all I have. My callers fall into two categories: accomplices and victims. Some men just need a sick bitch to help them with their sick fantasies.  I have no limits, so I am a perfect accomplice. Other men know they are pathetic losers who need a strong woman like me to torture and abuse them. I enjoy  being an accomplice as well as being a sick bitch in charge. I am perfect for this kind of job because I don’t fit into the white collar world at all. I am a Goth girl with dark fantasies, very dark fantasies.  Of course, some of the things I blog about are my fantasies, but I have done some things, many things, that would get me arrested. I am no goody two shoes. In high school, I made the queen bitch of the school disappear. I am not going to admit killing her here, but I made sure she could never be found. I have not been back for reunions, but folks still think she just ran away with some sugar daddy. I have drugged little brats in my charge as a bad babysitter for my amusement and for the pleasure of older men with big wallets. I have castrated men for cash. I grew up on a farm seeing sheep and bulls castrated. I even helped.  It is not that different for men. I have tortured a few individuals for my own pleasure and for money. Mostly revenge type scenarios.  I have anally tortured my share of men too. Some begged for it, others just deserved ass rape porn. There really isn’t anything I won’t do if the price is right, but sometimes I encounter folks too stupid to breathe, that I do some charity torture work for free. Are you my accomplice or my victim?

Castration Phone Sex? Yes Please!

castration phone sexCastration phone sex fantasies are more common than you think, for men and women. Of course guys call me daily for junk removal, but I talk to women too. Face it men. You all know a few women who  want to chop your balls off. I am all about equal opportunity. If a woman wants to pay me to take the balls of her dirty daddy, cheating man or tool ex, I am all about the Benjamin’s.  Loretta approached me last week with a suitcase of money. She heard I was the one to see for junk removal of worthless men. I told her she came to the right person. I love that I am known as a junk removal specialist. Loretta is my favorite kind of woman too. Filthy rich. Her husband is a cheating bastard. I asked her why not just divorce him because it is her money. Silly lady thought a man half her age with zero money of his own married her for love. No pre-nuptial agreement. They reside in California, so he could take money he is not entitled too. She wanted him under her control. She wanted to stop his philandering. She paid me 5 times my normal fee because she wanted a dirty and painful castration. She gained some respect from me for that. Didn’t erase the no pre nup stupidity, however.  She gave me the codes to the mansion and her cheating hubby’s schedule. I arrived when she was out of town on business. He actually thought his wife hired me as an escort for him. Stupidly runs deep with those two. I played along just to tie him to the bed. Then I broke out the rusty chainsaw. I love the sound a chainsaw makes, especially when combined with screams of agonizing pain. He kept passing out, but luckily I have smelling salts to revive the losers. After his balls were severed, I sat on his face and pissed on him. I threw that in for free. I left his bloody balls on the pillow next to him and told him, “Cheat on your wife again, I come back for your worthless cock.”

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Taboo Phone Sex – Hit and Run

Taboo phone sex marley (2)There was ringing in my ears, and my head felt like it had been smashed against concrete. I couldn’t figure out where I was, what I was doing there, or what was going on. Finally, I realized that my eyes were closed, so I tried to open them. That made my head hurt even worse, but when I felt hands groping my body, I became even more determined to see what was going on. When I finally got my eyes to crack open, in spite of the pain, I saw a strange man looking down at my body from very near my own face. His face was a mixture of concern and that leer that says that he’s turned on. I slowly came to the realization that my shirt had been torn open, and his hands were working over my rib cage, under my tits, and then up and over the mounds. I moaned, and I heard my own voice, but I didn’t hear his voice over the ringing in my ears. I did, however, notice the smirk that took over his face when he realized I was conscious. That was when I felt his fingers dive into my cunt. He kept talking to me, but I couldn’t hear him, so I just shook my head gently from side to side, whimpering out a “no” through the pain. His smirk got bigger and bigger as I whimpered no, over and over. Finally, he climbed on top of me and shoved his dick inside my cunt. I finally caught up with lip reading and realized he was telling me that I was a beautiful little cunt, and he was so glad his car hadn’t killed me. This mother fucker had run me down, and now he was fucking me. If I hadn’t been feeling so weak and nauseous and like I needed actual help, I would have smacked that shit-eating grin right off his face. As it sat, any movement I made, including those he was forcing me to make by fucking me, sent jolts through my head. It was so painful that I wound up throwing up all over myself, and he just laughed. Finally, I guess he finished, because he climbed off of me and walked away like it was any normal day of the week. I remember feeling the movement of his car as it drove by before blacking out again….

Knife Play Phone Sex with a Blasphemous Bitch

knife play phone sexI’m a blasphemous knife phone sex bitch. When I kill my prey, I make sure they know they going to hell because there is no God. I look them square in the eyes as they are praying to their make believe God for help. “If God existed, do you think he would let some random bitch kill you,” I always inquire before I gut them like a pig. God is dead. God is nonexistent, but the devil is real and alive inside of me. I think the clinical terms for me are insane, sociopath, narcissist, crazy ass bitch. Well maybe the last one is not a clinical term, but it is my favorite. I like to spread fear not joy. I like to bring death not life. This world is over populated with assholes, dip shits, annoying fuckers, brats and whores. Think of me as population control. Really, when you think about it, I am a do-gooder who is making this world a better place by killing the ones we don’t need. You will thank me one day when I off that cheating whore girlfriend of yours or kill that demanding boss who has never given you an ounce of respect in the decade you have slaved for him. Hell, you may even thank me when I decided to kill you because you are too weak and pathetic to stand up to either. Fuck God. Fuck you.

Taboo Phone Sex – Captivity

Taboo phone sexHe came in first thing in the morning, and informed me that I was being held captive by his 4 brothers, who were the ones who fucked me before putting me into this cage. He was amused that I couldn’t remember anything, and told me that he would be the one who would be willing to let me go, if I could follow instructions. He told me to come close to the bars and let him check my cunt and ass. His fingers prodding at those tender regions hurt, but I bore it. Then, he called one of the furries over and let the furry sniff me. When it started to clean me with its tongue, I tried so hard not to be turned on, but damn I failed. My would-be savior then shoved his fingers inside of me and told me how full of his brothers’ cum I was. He made met let one lick me out as he talked me through licking and fingering the ass hole of the other furry. He even made me kiss its little dick and suck on it. He spent hours having me do various such tasks. What finally did me in, though, was when he finally fucked me, sliding fingers inside along with his cock, and made me cum. I came without permission, so he forced me to be the toilet for both the furries. I have never felt so violated.

Teen Rape Porn – The Drinking Game

Teen rape pornI am never drinking again. It was nice of those guys to buy me a few beers, but I swear, I don’t remember what happened last night. I remember them getting fresh, sliding hands up my legs, under my skirt, into my blouse. One of them kissed me several times. After all that, though, I draw a blank.

I have what I assume are rope burns on my wrists and legs that hurt like hell. My throat is sore as fuck, and there are bruises all around it, as well. I have cuts all over my body: my arms, legs, inside my thighs where my thighs meet my cunt, across my cunt. I feel like I’ve been stabbed in the back a few times, and I feel week as hell. Aside from the cuts across my cunt, my pussy and ass feel like they were pummeled by a battering ram all night long. I haven’t been able to sit down since I woke up. I find myself caged up with a couple of fur babies in a room that I can’t seem to see the exit to, and these furries are sniffing at me pretty hot and heavy. I’m getting pretty scared, but I don’t want them to sense it, so I’m trying to stay calm…

Fantasy Phone Sex – My Seducer

Fantasy phone sexI picked up a boyfriend along the road very recently, and he joined me on my journeys. The other day, though, a man picked us up. It had been about 3 days since our last ride, and the man seemed nice enough; he was certainly handsome. We didn’t get very far before he slammed his fist into the side of my boyfriend’s face. I was in the back of the van, and I scrambled to get out, because I knew what was coming. The man was quick, though, and he caught me by the hair and threw me back into the van. I begged him to just let us go, even as he undid his pants and pulled out a nice big, thick cock. I couldn’t help the tears that started streaming down my throat as he grabbed me by the hair and forced my head to his shaft. He threatened the most horrible things if I didn’t suck his cock, so I did. I gave it my very best, too. It was a bit later that he turned me around and started slicking that cock up and down my slit. I couldn’t help that I was wet, but he tormented me for it before ramming his shaft inside of me. He fucked me so hard, pulling on my hair and sometimes even grabbing my throat to pull me back harder into him. He fucked me in different positions, and he fucked me so thoroughly that I started to really get into it, even begging him to fuck my ass. I left my boyfriend, that day.

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Sadistic phone sex

I laid tied down on the bed for what seemed like an eternity before he returned. He walked in and smiled at me. “ now where was we” he said rubbing his chin. I just stared at him. There is something off about this man. I can’t put my finger in it. He sits on the bed next to me. He runs a hand up my leg. His hand feels like ice. I shiver. He runs that hand up to my pussy. He starts to finger me. I expected his fingers would warm up but they didn’t. What is the deal with this guy. Something doesn’t feel right. Not that it ever does.  He is fingering me so well. I’m getting so wet. I start to moan. I can’t believe her is pleasuring me. I’m normally tortured. He brings me closer and closer to my peak. His fingers are still icy cold. He rubs my g-spot with the tip of his finger. I burst into and orgasm as my pussy clenches around his finger. The starts kissing my neck. How sweet. I feel so safe at this moment. He bites my neck. He is sucking my neck like a baby suckling on a nipple. My head starts to spin. He is rubbing my clit so fast it feels like a vibrator. How is that possible. He continues to suck on my neck. Everything is going dark. I feel so tired. I fall into the darkness as he lifts his head up. He licks the blood off his lips and smiles. I see it then. His coldness, strength, and how fast he can move. I see the fangs in his mouth. He is a vampire! My mind goes blank.