Category: Home invasion phone sex

Evil phone sex is best served up with a side of Torture!

Evil phone sexEvil phone sex is best served up with a side of Torture, good thing I as just as sick and demented as you! You grab a fist full of my hair and throw me to the ground. “You are so fucking worthless! You are my sex slave, and you will obey me!” You hiss as you drag me across the room by my hair. You toss me on the bed and rip my shirt in half exposing my nice round tits and my hard pink nipples.

“Well look at that someone is excited!” you say with an eerie smile on your face. you grab a pair of nipple clamps that are attached in the middle by a chain. You open them and let them snap shut on my nipples as I try to stifle my scream. The mixture of pain and pleasure is so intoxicating, and my pretty little pussy started to drip for you. You push me to my knees and make my start sucking that cock. It is rock hard and I’m just hoping this will brighten your mood, but no such luck. You rip my head back by my hair as you say, “Ok my little sex slave it’s really time to play!”

You grab the nipple claps and twist and tug on them hard and sharp while take three fingers and slide them up and down my tight wet slit. “You seem pretty excited for someone who is about to be tortured all night” You spit as you forcefully ram your fist deep in my cunt without warning. I let out a shriek and you grabbed my throat and strangled me hard. My vision started to close, and I felt myself going limp before the sting of a back hand brought me back to reality. “Where do you think you are going whore?! I need you to experience all of this pain! You cannot pass out yet! The fun hasn’t even begun yet!” You laugh as you pull out rope a spreader, paddles a flog and an array of sharp items. You grab a torch and a brand and start to light it up. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m only going to brand that ass, so you never forget who it belongs too. Then after that I’m going to have hours and hours of fun with you! Buckle up little slut! It’s going to be a bumpy ride!”

Babysitter Phone Sex with Layla

Babysitter Phone Sex

 

One of my favorite movies is “When a Stranger Calls.” The voice at the end of the line that harasses the babysitter during the movie gets me nice and wet. It’s so deep and mysterious! This scenario is an integral part of my recurring babysitter phone sex fantasy. While I’m babysitting, I keep getting calls from a stranger and though I try to ignore it at first, I become increasingly terrified by him. Eventually I call the police who trace the call and determine it’s coming from inside the house, but at that point, it’s too late…the intruder has found me and have to run and hide. I hide under the bed in one of the guest bedrooms and try to control my breathing. He wanders into the bedroom and he nearly misses me, until my watch alarm goes off reminding me to take my meds. He quickly grabs me by the legs and pulls me from under the bed. I’m screaming, crying and kicking and he punches the back of my head. He angrily rips my leggings and panties off and buries my face into the carpet while he pulls out his cock and shoves it forcefully in my ass. This makes me scream louder and he pushes my head deeper into the carpet to muffle me, angrily force fucking my ass as my nose bleeds. He calls me names—stupid bitch, whore—and tells me about how he’s going to slit my throat, fuck the wound, defile my corpse and throw me into a woodchipper so he can feed me to his pigs. I love the feeling of being powerless and at someone else’s mercy. I imagine him dragging the blade of his knife across my jugular and feeling the warm blood trickle down my neck at the exact moment I cum. I then imagine watching him have sex with my lifeless body as my spirit watches on from the corner. Torture babysitter phone sex sure does make me horny!

Home Invader Molests Me and Uses Me Like a Cock Whore

Home Invasion Phone Sex

 

You sneak into my house. I’m not sure why you chose to break in. Did you want money? A place to hide? I’m not sure because you came behind me, covered my mouth and told me that if I screamed you would shoot me in the head. I complied and did not scream as you put a blindfold on my eyes, gagged me with a sock and tied my hands behind my back. You led me to my couch where you molested my tits, rubbing them and sucking on them. This is what you wanted all along, to use my body like a fuck toy. I try to get away, but you pinch my nipples hard, so I won’t move. You move all the way down to my skirt and rip it off. You molest my cunt, telling me that I’m a stupid little whore for not screaming while I had the chance. Of course, I was; I deserve to have this happen to me. You pulled out your cock and shoved it into my pussy. I cried out that it hurt, but it only made you assault me harder. By the time you cum into me, you have completely destroyed my pussy. I ask to be let go, but you say you have other plans. You say that I will be your eternal cock slave as you hold me prisoner in my own home!

What Are You Thankful For?

Gothic phone sex

 

Of all the things you have to be thankful for, is gory, grimy, filth filled Gothic phone sex one of them?  Do you give thanks for all of the rainy, depression filled days and nightly dreams riddled with nightmarish visions of death and violence that plague your very being, or are you only grateful for the few fun filled, sunny days and magical moments of joy that trickle down through the tragic parts?  You know that you couldn’t have one without the other, right?  Have a seat, let’s talk real shit this Thanksgiving.  No turkey, no stuffing, no pumpkin-fucking-pie, I don’t even have a table for you.  Just you, me and some talk that might be a little hard for you to hear.  You need it, though.

I’m sure you’re appreciative of all of the dumb shit you have in your life: cars, house, family, status.  People love having that shit, how it makes them happy, I’ll never know.  What I want to know is do you give gratitude for the little, darker things in life that people usually don’t think about.  You know, the parts of life that some individuals are forced to reckon with that you might not necessarily think about because it hasn’t happened to you in your sheltered, pathetically unaware existence.  Not yet, anyway.  We’ll see how our talk goes and where this conversation takes us.

Of all things, I bet you’re most grateful for your loving family, huh?  Loving wife, attentive parents, maybe a rugrat or two running around?  Family is what makes holidays great, right?  You’re oh, so thankful for the clan in your kitchen cooking up a storm so that everyone can stuff their stupid faces and get fucking fat and watch stupid football and blah-blah-fucking-blah.  Isn’t that right?  Well, are you thankful for having a father who didn’t beat and abuse you and come into your room every night to have his way with your tiny little body?  And are you thankful that your mother never chained you down and whipped you with everything she could get her hands on and violated your virgin hole with random objects from around the house?  Do you give thanks to your parents for not using rape and torture as punishment when you were frowing up?  Maybe you should.

How about your closeted whore of a wife?  Are you going to thank her for not gaslighting you, taking all of your money and driving you completely fucking insane?  She could, you know.  You men are pretty trusting of the women you let into your lives.  Look at us talking now, for example.  Do you really think it’s smart to let a feminine force like me into your life when you obviously have so much to lose?  Not your smartest moment, I’m sure, but here we are.  Anyway, your cuntbag wife could just pack up your crotch goblins and all of your possessions and leave, one day.  You should tell her thanks for not being a complete psycho and taking you all out with some sort of poison or just flat out blowing all of your heads off with a shotgun.  I bet she’s thought about it.  

Never thought about being grateful like that, have you?  Grateful for all of the unfortunate things that haven’t happened to you that, very easily, could’ve.  And they still could, you never know.  Your mom might choke on a turkey bone and keel over at the table, stranger things have happened.  Your whole family might just die in a fiery car wreck while you’re all out driving around looking at Christmas lights.  If that’s your path, then so be it.  Or maybe, just maybe, the whole time I’ve had you here, distracted by both my bold, naked beauty and my wide open, rabbit hole of a mind, I sent a few friends over to your house to have some sadistic fun with your beloved family for Thanksgiving.  Hypothetically, if I did send some sordid baddies over to your place to eat all of your food, fuck your mom, wife and tots in front of your dad before they baste his brain with buckshot, would you be more thankful if I told my friends to let the rest of your family live or If I had them just take out everyone in the place?  Be honest.

 

Home Invasion is Easy if You Stick to My Plan

Home invasion phone sex

 

One of my favorite types of terrorizing a helpless tramp is scaring the titties off of some dumb bitch who’s home alone and watching her get forcefully fucked by one of my brutal buddies with a little bit of home invasion phone sex.  Being a pervy accomplice to a peeping tom that’s ready to step up his voyeuristic game with a little B&E really gets my adrenaline going.  The asshole stretching sodomy and cunt fisting fuck action that follows gets my pussy juice flowing.

I always plan the whole thing out, you can’t trust a guy with this type of shit.  Sorry, but you guys are kind of morons when it comes to this stuff.  They say that most serial killers are men, I say that most serial killers who get caught are men.  Psychopathy doesn’t discriminate, everyone is susceptible.  We all go a little mad, sometimes, women are just better at pulling it off.  I find the fair little fuck pig we’re going to utterly violate, stalk her for several weeks to get her routine down pat then formulate our angle for getting inside of her place.

When break in night comes around, the guys are always super anxious and excited no matter how much I’ve prepped them on the plan.  You’re all a bunch of amateurs, but the anticipation on your faces is kind of cute, not gonna lie.  If you can keep calm, cool and collected it’ll go down pretty smoothly.  If you can’t control yourself and deviate from the plan in any way, I make no promises.  And if you get too weird and draw a bunch of attention to us, I’ll be out and on my merry way before you even know I’m not there anymore.  Follow my well formulated plan and you’ll be forcing your fuck stick into an unwilling babysitter butt or jamming your junk into some housewife’s slamhole in no time at all.  

I hope you can contain yourself long enough for us to get to that point.  I love it when dumb bitches are bent over taking it from behind while their faces are being forcefully pushed into my pussy.  Slut screams feel so good on my sadistic slit, I want that bovine to bellow and yelp all over my snatch while you show her what you’re really made of.  That’s the best part for me, don’t fuck it up by being overly eager.  Don’t worry, we’ll get in the house and you’ll get to cream some unsuspecting whore snatch and stretch out a never-fucked asshole before the night is through, I guarantee it.  You just have to stick to my accomplice phone sex plan.

 

Gothic phone sex

Gothic phone sex

Ever since I was old enough to know I’ve been Just plain disgusted by humanity and society. ASS FUCK THE WORLD. Knowing that nothing that someone else wanted was something I wanted. SUCK DICK AND DIE BITCH. Society would say I was clinically depressed These terms don’t make sense. TRICK YOU DON’T KNOW ME. When I finally got into my sexual points I prefer being cut burned or choked out. SLAP ME CHOKE ME PULL MY HAIR. Always being put in the wrong crowd. WANT TO DO SOME DRUGS? My mom’s boyfriends used to come and touch me when I was younger. I WILL KILL YOU WHEN I GET OLDER. This made it hard for me to get in they got into sex for a while, But when I did. FREAK YOU THE WEEK TIE ME UP AND GANGBANG ME.

Gothic phone sex

I’m going to do everything ACDC Was always in play. ANY AND EVERYONE CAN GET SOME. I always liked the edgy stuff. My sexuality was open and accessible. DRUG MEE, FIST ME, SPANK ME, AND SLICE ME UP. So when someone asks me about queening I was ready and willing Come on baby in this Gothic phone sex I can’t wait to see what you have in mind.

 

Home invasion phone sex with Stephanie the slut

home invasion phone sex

 

Home invasion phone sex always makes my wicked whore cunt so wet! I get so turned on talking about waking up to a stranger on top of me. I can’t fight back with you holding me down on the bed. You know that I can’t scream once you slice deep into my throat with the cold blade of your knife. You’ll be able to abuse and mutilate me in every way you can think of. My family will have no idea that you’re even in our house until they find me in the morning as a bloody pile of torn up fuck meat and cum. I’ll have to lie there and take every minute of torture and force fucking until I finally bleed out underneath you. Look me in the eyes so that you can see the pain in my face when you start fisting my holes and tearing my organs out. Don’t stop stabbing, ripping and slicing until your balls are drained and you’re too worn out to waste any more energy on a worthless snuff slut like me. I can’t wait to wake up as your next victim!

Torture phone sex, can you make my dreams come true?

Torture phone sex

Torture phone sex is something I’ve been thinking of since that moment I bumped my head and realized how turned on I was by the pain. Just imagine, you walk in throwing me up against the wall… Maybe, a little too hard. Then just having your way with me, leaving marks and bruises all over my body. Just the thought of it gets my heart racing. I want nothing more than to please a super strong powerful male who can Dominate me. It would be even better if it was during Kidnapping phone sex.

Just the idea of being totally helpless at someone else’s mercy has my heart and cunt throbbing.  Do you think you have what it takes to totally fuck my whole world up? Leaving me a whimpering mess on the floor? Or, maybe totally cold and still… Just a slumped-over ruined woman. That’s what I crave, to be someone’s property to be used as they see fit. Gagged and bagged, or so to speak.

Show me what you’ve got unless you’re scared. Maybe I’m actually a little more fucked up than you are? Is it possible? Come find out if we are compatible.

 

Gangbang Rape Porn : A Deadly Audition

Gangbang rape porn is the best porn for many guys. I love to be the center of attention and a gangbang is the best thing for me. It’s my life’s calling to be fuck meat. Daddy always told me so.

Sometimes I will be out at night and all I can think about is a scene in a snuff film where I am grabbed into the trees and shoved in a dark van. Gagged, drugged out and bound. My wrists tied behind my back, ragged soaked in something making me pass out.

I get my clothes ripped off with a large blade and nicking at me causing blood flowing. I can’t scream I have fear in my eyes. This excites the five men even more as they start pounding out my holes. I am being savagely fantasy raped cut and beaten. I soon pass out and stop breathing. This is the close up of abused battered body covered in blood and cum.

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Taboo Phone Sex Rape Fantasies for Mommy

taboo phone sexI am all about taboo phone sex fantasies. I may be a soccer mom, but I have dark fantasies. I love to explore them with callers. I think my favorite is a mommy rape fantasy. Although my sons never have to force me to fuck them, I find myself masturbating often to the thought of them and some of their teenage friends force fucking me. I am not talking about a few minutes of rough sex before I give in and realize I like it. I am talking about never enjoying it. I like the idea of my sons having a few extra boys over for a sleepover. My husband is out of town for the night, so it is me alone with say 5 teenage boys. They raid the liquor cabinet while I am sleeping and decide that I should be their gangbang rape porn star for the night. I wake up in bed startled by my sons and their friends surrounding me. I think maybe something is wrong, so I ask them. They never speak to me. They just look at me with these evil looks before they pin me to the bed and start ripping off my clothes. I am fighting them, even screaming, but they just ignore me. They start calling me names and yelling at me for cock teasing them. I try to fight them off, but 5 teenage boys are way stronger than 1 soccer mom. They slap me, choke me, fuck my ass and my cunt. They make sure every hole of mine is double stuffed with boy cock. I know something must be wrong with me to have such violent rape phone sex fantasies, but I do. Do you ever fantasize about forcing yourself on your own mother? Maybe we could explore it. I would be your willing victim.