Category: Kidnapping phone sex

Bound and Broken: My Master’s Delight

Torture sex

Last night, my master had a new toy for me—a teen girl with a tight, virgin pussy and an asshole that begged to be stretched. He bound me to the bed, my wrists and ankles secured with thick leather straps. “You’re mine to do whatever I like,” he growled, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. I nodded, my heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement.

He started with my pussy, his fingers probing and stretching, preparing me for what was to come. I moaned, my hips bucking against his hand, begging for more. He obliged, his fingers slipping into my soaking wet cunt, his thumb circling my clit. I was a writhing mess of lust and need, my body aching for release.

But he had other plans. He grabbed a dildo, a thick, veined monster that made my eyes widen. “This is going in your ass, my little slave,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle. I complied, my body trembling with anticipation and nerves. He lubed it up, his fingers teasing my tight little hole before slowly pushing the dildo in.

I gasped, the sensation of being stretched, of being filled, overwhelming. He fucked me with it, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm, the dildo sliding in and out of my ass with ease. I could feel every inch of it, the way it pulsed, the way it hit that sweet spot that made me see stars.

As he pounded my ass, he reached around, his fingers finding my clit, teasing and tantalizing. I was a mess of pleasure, my body convulsing, my screams of ecstasy filling the room. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot, sticky cum spurting onto my back, coating my skin, marking me as his.

In the aftermath, he untied me, his hands gentle as he rubbed the circulation back into my limbs. I curled up against him, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You’re such a good little slave,” he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. “Master’s proud of you.”

Bondage Phone Sex with Me Might Cost You Your Life, Your Cock or Both

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex I am no stranger too. As a reformed slave I have spent plenty of time tied up and abused, but those days are in my rear view mirror. Or so I thought. I ran into a guy that I did not recognize, but he clearly recognized me.

When I stepped out of the strip club, he grabbed me and shoved me into the back of his car. It wasn’t until he took me someplace that I recognized, that I remembered him. I had been to this place before. But I did not have fond memories of it. This guy used to work with my former master. And he was so twisted and demented that even my sadistic ex master took him off the payroll. I guess he didn’t get the memo that I was no longer a slave.

He tied me up on the bed and told me that I owed him my pussy. But I disagreed. I did not owe him a thing. It’s not my fault that my master would never let him fuck me. I didn’t belong to him. I belonged to his employer. But he believes that I cost him his job and almost cost him his life too. However, I know if I would’ve fucked him way back then, I would’ve lost my life as soon as my master found out about it. I refused to let him fuck me now not without a fight.

Since I Earned My Freedom, I Will Fight to Keep It

I did not want to be a snuff porn star again. And I knew if he fucked me, he would kill me immediately afterwards. So, breathed in and breathed out, and thought about how to play this. I convinced him that I always wanted to fuck him, but master got in the way.

And I persuaded him to put his cock in my mouth. What a stupid move on his part because I bit his dick off with my teeth. Although I remained tied up, I knew I had a few minutes to get untied because he started bleeding profusely. I’ve removed balls before, but never a dick. He bled a lot. I ended up covered in his blood. Small price to pay for defending my life.

Did I mention I’m double jointed? I learned to be double jointed because men tied me up so much that I would’ve been left for dead otherwise. It might surprise you what people can do trying to survive. Once I freed an arm, I untied the rest of the knots. And he still appeared coiled up in a ball on the floor crying like a little bitch. I thought about just making a run for it, but this motherfucker would hunt me down and kill me. Only the strong survive right?

Try to Kill Me, You Might Lose Your Cock

So, I kicked him a few times in the groin. He couldn’t move. Honestly, he appeared in excruciating pain because of me. So, I sat on his chest and put my hands around his throat. I wanted him to look in my eyes when he took his last breath. Strangulation phone sex might not be common for me, but I’m no stranger to it either. So, I channeled my anger into my hands as I took his life.

He came after the wrong bitch. I know how to fight for my life. I’ve been fighting for my life since my schoolgirl years. And now that I have a taste for freedom, I will fight even harder to survive. So don’t fuck with this bitch unless you want to die too.

Violent phone sex

Violent phone sex My slutty holes just love having violent phone sex, where I know all over with be hurt and sore. The anticipation building up not knowing where you’ll punish me next. Any and all the abuse you’re willing to give these fuck holes, gape and rip them with your fat cock. While I squirm and struggle with you stretching me making me drip everywhere. While I become addicted to each slap, spank, and cuts all over me. 

Yesterday I got to really be tortured, having him catch me in an alley on my way home. He had been watching my everyday routine seeing where I walked every day. He had gone up to talk to me, but I had been on my way to work and was in a rush, so I didn’t to talk to him. This just made him want me to suffer and be taught some manners. 

On my way home this time I could hear footsteps following behind me. Really close and getting closer, so I started walking a little fast and they did too. I looked back and it was him, with a big smirk on his face.  I turn to talk to him, but he just rolls his eyes so i keep walking. When I was about to pass by an alley, I felt someone grab my hair and drag me right into the dark alley. 

Throwing me to the ground saying now you’re going be such a good worthless cock sleeve. Bitches like you need to be punished and taught how to behave. He spat in my face and slapped me so hard I fell back down onto the ground. I see him taking off his belt, when I went to say something, he smacks me in the face with his best hard. I could feel the sting it had left behind he pushed me onto the ground again, hitting me hard all over with his leather belt. Marks all over me from the hard blows from the belt. 

He grabbed my hair and forced me to get on all fours. My hands and knees on the concrete like I was a little dog touching the dirty floor. He took a knife out of his pocket and runs it along my back, cutting the clothes I still had on off. Leaving me in just my bra and panties. He took my panties and ripped them with his hands, with my fuck holes in the air and ready to be punished. 

Some Snuff Movies are Real and I Can Tell the Difference

snuff moviesI love watching snuff movies. Sometimes I see movies, and I recognize a girl. A girl like me made this sort of snuff flick for money. And I know they are fake. But then occasionally, I will see one with a girl that I knew from the circuit who just disappeared. I never saw her again. And it left me wondering if I watched a real snuff flicks like 8 mm.

I decided to do a little sleuthing recently with the Help of a guy I party with. About five years ago, I met this young runaway named Abby. Hooking on the street proved too dangerous for her. One guy broke her arm. And another one broke her jaw. Snuff films might get rough, but nobody would break her bones or steal her money. Plus, she could make a lot more money just doing one snuff porn every couple weeks than she could probably in a month of hooking on the streets.

Then she just disappeared. And I feared one of her Johns killed her. I thought maybe she went back to prostitution until I saw the snuff film that looked so real. And she was the star. My party friend and I did some sleuthing, and it led us to this underground snuff studio that I never even knew existed. But now I know why. It’s for private collectors.

Sometimes, I Recognize a Girl in a Snuff Film Who I Never Saw Again

Men pay good money for a one and done film. That’s just a way of saying that it was a real snuff film and the victim did not survive. I don’t know how Abby ended up here, but I felt somewhat responsible for leading her into the world of snuff because I thought it would be safer for her. But I inadvertently caused her death.

I still wanted to know who was behind the snuff studio, though. So, I did some more sleuthing. And I almost got myself killed. It led me to this guy who used to work with my very violent ex master who kept a bunch of young girls and sex slaves, then killed them when he no longer had use for them.

But I bought my freedom, one young girl at a time. And this guy worked for my master as his right-hand man. He supposedly took care of the bodies for master. But apparently, he let a few of them live long enough to sell them to the highest bidder and make a snuff movie with them, letting the private collector kill her.

I Can Help You Make a Real Snuff Film

He caught me snooping around, and I saw that look in his eye. I feared I would be next. But I am scrappy. I’ve been on my own since my teens. I survived an abusive father. And I survived life on the streets. Then I survived snuff sex movies and my former master. So, I knew I could survive this guy too. I made a deal. But first, I explained how I ended up at his studio. And I told him he needed to hide his identity better since I found him in a few days.

I explained that I could help him find the talent for his snuff movie operation. And I could help him better hide his tracks. If his former partner, my former master, ever discovered that he did not instantly do away with the girls he ordered him to kill he would end up dead too. And he knew that was true. So now I have a new partner in crime. And we are going to make beautiful violent one and done real snuff flicks together. So, if you need a certain talent for your violent perverted needs, I know I can find you the right starlet,

Teen phone sex


Since I already had all my holes taken and abused at a such a young age having teen phone sex was so easy for me. My holes were always being ravaged and used like a little cock sleeve anyways so reliving it just made my cunt super wet. And somehow one of the guys that would punish me often found me again and said that my holes were due for a beating again. He was right it had been a really long time since had punished me. And he did it really rough and brutal too making sure I left with all kinds of marks and bruises.

He told me to meet him in a parking lot, and it was all dark too. And when I got there, I couldn’t see anyone in fact I could barely see anything at all. I tried yelling his name but still heard no answer, so I tried calling him no answer, so i texted him where are you. He texts back don’t worry someone is going to bring you to me. Confused by his answer I looked around again seeing if anyone else was there. I started walking around to look for someone, I heard footsteps and didn’t know what direction they were from.

Then suddenly someone came up behind me and put a pillowcase over my head and picked me up. Yelling who the fuck is this what are you doing. Trying to kick and move but couldn’t see anything then I was thrown in a van, hearing the doors closed I was nervous as to what just happened. I tried standing up which led me to being smacked down to the floor and my hands and wrist tied up so I couldn’t really move. Not knowing where I’m going or what is going on I hear them talking saying we are getting close so make sure she doesn’t go anywhere.

Hearing the car park, I hear the men get out of the car and the doors open. They picked me up and id where they walked me to but then they set me down on something taking off the pillowcase. And what the fuck it was who I had been texting he had these guys come grab me up in an abandon parking lot to have me tormented. Which was really fucking hot honestly, I loved it.

He told me that he wanted his pet brought to him with ease. So here I was the untied me just to retie me to something else. He used a knife and cut off my clothes. He said that way when I’m done with you, you get to walk home naked and just hope someone doesn’t take your cunt as a newfound toy for them. He went on his phone and made a call saying the toy’s here. When he said that I didn’t know who he was talking to then I saw a bunch of cars all pull into the same area. With groups of guys getting out and making their way over to me.

Well, I was about to be a gang bang slut for them, and they were going to make me their bitch. Daddy said that I deserved it for making him wait so long and that’s why I needed to be punished accordingly.

 

Teen phone sex

Take Me To Rena’s Kidnapping Snuff Phone Sex Fantasy

snuff phone sex renaMy snuff phone sex fantasy this weekis a twisted and dark one, filled with taboo desires and extreme pleasure. It all starts with me, dressed in my sexiest lingerie, where my ass is banging and my tits are young and perky.  You have me in the old warehouse far away from town, stroking your cock hard on way over as I was bound and gagged in the back.

“Are you ready for this?” You ask softly as you approach me. Your voice sends shivers down my spine despite myself; there’s something about your presence that excites me beyond belief. I nod eagerly, unable to tear my eyes away from the blade or suppress a small moan at the thought of what’s about to happen.

You begin by cutting off my bra slowly, revealing my perky breasts tied tightly together with red ribbons – symbolizing passion and sacrifice. As you move downwards towards my panties covered crotch area where I am achingly aroused already from anticipation alone ,I can feel myself getting wetter by the second . “Please,” I whisper hoarsely as you slice through them too ,freeing my most intimate parts completely exposed for your viewing pleasure .

Without further ado ,you push two fingers deep inside me causing intense pleasure mixed with pain coursing through every nerve ending . “Oh god yes!” I cry out loud as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me . You then lean down and take one of my nipples into your mouth ,sucking hard while using your free hand to stroke my clit rhythmically until I’m on the brink of orgasm . Just when I think it can’t get any better ,you pull away from me suddenly causing a sharp pang in my chest where you had been sucking so intensely .

“No! Please don’t stop!” I beg but you ignore my pleas as you move behind me and position yourself between my legs. The anticipation is killing me as I feel the cold steel against my wet folds before finally penetrating deep inside with one swift thrust . It hurts but it feels so good at the same time; an indescribable mix between pain and ecstasy coursing through every cell in my body . As we begin our twisted dance together ,I can feel myself getting closer to climax again despite being violated in such a way

I Love Dirty Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies

 

Sit back and relax, while I suck on that big fat cock of yours. I want you to tell me about your dirty murder thoughts of the person who pisses you off the most. Tell me how you want me to go and retrieve the person for you. Bring them back to you, blind folding the person so they can’t see you. Then tying them down flat on their stomach so I can whip them. Punishing them for all the times they pissed you off or made you get out of character. Whipping them till you’re satisfied and tell me to stop. Then I take my big fat dildo and shove it up that tight hole of theirs tearing it open. Not using an once of lube just ram it in there dry, forcing every inch of that dildo in that tight asshole. Then I leave in deep in there as they continue to scream from pain. I come over get a little taste of your cock, sucking up your pre-cum as I play with my pussy. Then I took a knife and began making small cuts on their body. Waiting for you to be ready to come please yourself, using this trash to pleasure yourself.

Kidnapping Phone Sex : The Best Scream of Terror

Let’s try a little horror movie making of our own. Kidnapping phone sex : The Scream of Terror comes in the darkness. I stalk the loser ex of yours and see she has a new beau. The dude she is with is a total fucking dweeb.

First thought was I needed to fuck him up and fuck him up bad. He fueled me with a sense of pure evil need of bashing a skull in. But then I recall I was being paid to blow the cunts head off. So there I was behind them at a corner of a dark road. I quickly shot the guy with a tranquilizer.

Kidnapping phone sex : The Scream of Terror

Once I had him out of the way I jabbed her in the neck with a nice cocktail. As she fell limp my two guys appeared and grabbed her into the van. Then they hauled the loser guy in. Then I had the two of them back at the dungeon. It’s Sadistic phone sex that I am planning for these two. Both tied down to a table.

As the bitch came to, I shot her boyfriend in the face. The screams she emitted made me so fucking hot. I straddled the cunt and fucked her against her will. I made that filthy cunt for me as I fucked her bitch style. I whispered how do you like that cunt? You enjoy getting fucked by a Satanic bitch that is paid to fucking kill you?

She had no words and I took the razor wire and decapitated her and got myself off with the blood squirting from her neck hole. As her eyes watched I straddled her boyfriends losers prick and fucked that rigor mortis cock deep into my cunt. A little necrophily in the night is good for my mood.

Kidnapping phone sex

Daddy’s Dirty Little Fuck Toy

Babysitter phone sex

A late-night babysitting gig was just what I needed—extra cash and a quiet house to act out my filthiest desires. When Daddy finally walked in, I was already halfway there. I could barely stand it—those eyes, that smirk, and that bulge in his pants…

The second he closed the door, I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He tasted so good. Salty, musky—like a hungry beast. He grabbed my hair, pushing deeper, and I could barely breathe. But I loved it.

Then came the most twisted part—Daddy tied me up, shoved a gag in my mouth, and left me on the floor. He told me to beg for it, but all I could do was moan and squirm. He took his time, teasing me, building up the tension until I was dripping wet and ready to explode.

When Daddy finally plunged inside, I almost blacked out. Hard, rough, and absolutely merciless. Each thrust sent me flying, my tits bouncing, my pussy clenching. And when I came, it was so intense—it felt like it ripped through my entire body.

I ended up spent and on the floor, his cum dripping from me. Daddy leaned down, whispering that I was his dirty little fuck toy now. And in that moment? I knew I’d do anything for him.

Fantasy phone sex

Fantasy phone sex

When it comes to fantasy phone sex my horny cunt likes the most fucked up fantasies you can think of. It’s not my fault my little cunt is addicted to rape and torture fantasies; it just turns my cunt into a puddle. I really just have no limits at all I just don’t see a need for them, let’s get a brutal as we can. Yesterday I had such hot phone call it just made my pussy tingle being a lovely accomplice for a nice kidnapping fantasy.

Damn it was so sexy we both got all dressed up in black and waiting till it was night. We knew our little candidate was going to be going out and getting drunk, so we waited right by her car. Doing my part, I went into the same bar she was in and slipped just half a little something into the drink then disappeared. It didn’t take long before she could barely walk, I came to her and oh no let me help come get in my car and I’ll take you home.

I put her into the back seat and put this nice little laced cloth over her face, and she passed out. Perfect we got her just how we want her. We drove pretty far out of town and got this small little cabin that was far from any people. Dragging her body inside we tie her up on the bed with her legs open and cut all her clothes off. Then got the rest of our torture equipment ready, Shes going to regret treating that man so poorly. And I was going to make she paid what she owed.

Once she started waking up, we were both watching and smiling as she realized she couldn’t move. And that she was all tied up in somewhere she didn’t know. Good morning bitch I said looks like you’ve made too many mistakes and now it’s your time to pay isn’t it. She started screaming and thrashing around. Now she was also going to regret that very much. I took my hand and slapped hard as fuck right in her stupid bitch face. Then again just to make sure she sees she has no power here. Then i looked at him and said she’s yours now let’s fuck this stupid bitch up.

He had the biggest grin, and I am all for it, know he had so many things spinning in his mind. I couldn’t be more pleased he told me to get a knife and the lighter. Running to get it as fast as I could I handed him what he told me to. Then he took his hand smack her pussy hard as he could and then another hard smack to the face and then again just on her lips. He told me to come and hit her stomach a few times with a metal whip with a huge grin on my face I gave her a such a hard whipping. I couldn’t resist not whipping her cunt so i did and did it really hard to leave nice marks all over her body.

He then took the knife and started getting close her body starts thrashing around again and she starts to scream again. Just to get my foot in her mouth telling her to shut the fuck up. He took the knife and starting carving names of what she was into her skin. Starting with worthless right above her stupid little cunt. Pressing it deep into her skin making it bleed, trying so hard to slash again he brough to her stomach and put stupid. Then handed it to me to do her arms where woke cum dump, and liar on the other arm. being covered in marks and blood made it look so hot.

Then I go the lighter and went to the end of her hair and grabbed a bunch and poof all her hair on fire. Chunks of it hitting the floor once it was short enough the only way we were going to put the fire out is by beating it out and that’s what we did. Obviously, we didn’t go too fast so that even her head had little patches all over it.