I never thought this would happen to me. Sitting naked beaten, bruised and forced to fuck everything. I had seen him for a few weeks as I walked to school. I didn’t know that my blonde pigtails and my school uniform would make him do the evil things he has done to my body. I am his, he tells me every time he force fucks one of my tiny holes. He fills me up with his cock and cum while he tells me I am his. One morning I fell on my way to school, he rushed to help me up. I had a cut on my knee and he told me he would clean it up for me. I smiled and held his hand as we walked to his truck. He opened the door sat me down on his seat and I waited as he carefully cleaned me up. He then said I was such a good girl and good girls need a treat. He said we were going to go get ice-cream. Instead he drove to his house, he helped me out of the truck and once we were inside he was ripping my clothes off my body. He shoved something in my mouth to gag me and stop me from screaming. He was kissing all over my underdeveloped body. He was gushing over my pale skin, my flat chest and my hairless pussy. That was the first time he made me his. He forced his cock inside of my pussy, he started to fuck me. I started to piss on him and that just made it easier for him to slide in and out of my bald pussy. Once he blew his load in me he left me on the floor. Crying and bleeding.
Category: Kidnapping phone sex
Accomplice Phone Sex With Georgia!
“You see that cute little bitch over there Georgia?” master said to me. I snapped my head to the side and saw an adorable little blondie. She was looking too sexy to pass up being the perfect candidate for accomplice phone sex. We snuck up on that little bitch while she wasn’t paying attention and snatched her to bring her back to our “humble abode”. Master quickly tossed the little one onto a mattress in the basement with ductape around her lips and a tight rope biting into her flesh about her wrists. He had plans for her and I was his willing accomplice to her torture! First he shoved his cock down her throat and began face fucking her roughly, making her gag and choke on his huge cock. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gurgled and whimpered loudly. Her shrill cries made my pussy throb and pulse with pleasure, I wish I could be her right now. Getting my face fucked into oblivion. But master doesn’t really punish me as often anymore because he knows I enjoy it way too much.
Kidnapping phone sex
You always hear your parents tell you not to open the door to strangers. Growing up I remeber well how they would always say not to do it. I met a man awhile ago, and he has told me about a little girl that he watches and has been wanting for a long time now. He told me, that the only way he will spare my life, is to help him get that tiny girl that he has always wanted. She lives near by and there are times her parents neglect her. She tends to reach open to the door when the mail man comes and always greets him with a cute little smile. So, I decide to be the new mail man. I knock on the door, and there she is standing there. I ask her where her parents are.
She cant really form too big of sentences just yet. I reach down to her and pick her up and close the door as we walk back to the car. She starts to beg, I guess even at that stage in a girls life she knows what to expect. We get in the car and she starts kicking and screaming. I hold her little mouth closed, as the man threatening my life drives far away. He finally decides to stop at a hostel. He procedes to unpack a lot of different things. There was a tarp, tools, and other items that I believe he will use on her. I stay with the room with the girl as tears stream down her face. He then comes in, shuts the curtains and lays out the tarp.
He gets the duck tape and first wraps up the little girls wrist and ankles. He looks at me and tells me thank you, but he is not going to spare me my life. I put up a fight trying to get to the door to get away and he is not having it. He is scrating me and biting me. He even manages to get a couple hits across my face, making blood run down my face. He grabs the girl and spreads her legs open. He rips every article of clothing off of her. Her little tit mounds are perky and covered in goose bumbs. He gets them covered in his saliva and takes a big bite out of them. He shows me her tight little untouched pink pussy hole. “Can you imagine all the stuff I can do to her? It is going to feel so good.You are a dead girl, belle. Sorry it has come to this.”
Kidnapping phone sex with Makayla
I was on a beach, enjoying the sun when it got too close. I started burning, really feeling the burning feeling on my skin. Then it got worse and my eye opened. I must have fallen asleep while he was taking a break from brutally fucking my tight teen pussy and forcing his hard cock in and out of my asshole. I have been here for days, no weeks, no minutes. Non-stop torture against my body. The cutting, biting, fucking and the beatings. I can see my blood dripping down the walls. I can hear it dripping off this table. The burning was so intense it woke me up from death. He had a red hot poker in a his hand. I could see the orange glow of the tip of the poker. He came at me again. Stabbing the red hot poker into my thigh meat. Burning me, making me scream, making his cock hard all over again.
Rape phone sex Fantasies with Georgia
You stop me on my walk and grab me from behind to yank me into an abandoned alley way. Your hands roughly force my arms behind my back to slam me back up against a hard wall. I’m screaming and crying, begging you to stop while your hands are tearing away at my shorts to shove them down my slender legs to bunch up around my ankles. My purple thongs get ripped from my body, painfully biting into my skin before you discard them carelessly. My mind is whirling, I’m actually about to be violated in this guys rape fantasies and possibly murdered. I struggle and plead but you’re relentless in your endeavor. You clamp your hands around my throat to limit my breathing as you begin to plow roughly and brutally in to my tight little pussy. Once you’re finished using my body for your own personal pleasure, your intentions become more sinister as you punch my face repeatedly, turning my beautiful face into a bloodied mess. I know these thoughts turn you on… it’s not a bad thing. I’m here specifically so you can fuck me senseless and then beat me until I bleed and stop breathing.
REVENGE
This bitch thought it would be fun to mess with me. She THOUGHT she could handle me. Tonight I caught up with the little fucking whore and made sure she’d never be able to talk again. I made that bitch beg, though I knew it would do no good, it amused me. After stringing her up and torturing her, I hung her with hooks through each of her tits and watched the little whore bleed for awhile while I whipped her, leaving large open cuts on her little whore body.
She’s getting what little big mouthed sluts deserve. But, I am not through yet. I took out my favorite knife, Cassie. It has a long, sexy serrated blade, it’s beautiful. Cassie has been my accomplice during many of my adventures, but none this much fun. Revenge is so sweet.
I cut her mouth open since she likes to talk so much, she now looked like the joker and that was just so fucking funny to me. I made incisions everywhere but none were as exhilarating as slicing her from pussy to asshole, wide open. I let her hang there and ripped her guts out slowly, while she watched. She took her last breath begging me for her life with that huge gaping mouth. HA!
Bloody fucking nightmare
The whole ride there, there was no sound from the trunk. I honestly thought he had killed her, yet she lived.
We’re in the chamber now, some dugout hell hole fucking basement that I know will be the last home I ever know.
He undoes her bindings, leaving the cloth over her eyes. She makes some mewling sounds but seems still unconscious.
He bent low over her, to bring her arms above her head, and she springs to life, clasping her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his waist, clawing at his flesh through his clothes. Blood covers her face as she shreds a deep chunk from his cheek and throws him to the floor.
Springing up, she kicks the back of his head, turning his lights out. She straightens, puts her beautiful foot on his fucking windpipe, oh so casually.
Sitting there stunned at what I just witnessed, all I can do is shiver and piss my panties.
This beautiful female standing before me, still somehow blindfolded, blood dripping down her chin and chest, outlining her nipples through her white shirt. She slowly reaches up, removing the cloth from her eyes and locks onto mine. My blood runs cold, even as my cunt runs hot. This is no mere murder rapist, this is a pure predator.
“Hey cutie, shall we have some fun? This one’s been a bad fucking boy, hunting on my turf like a greedy, clumsy baby. Don’t worry, little cunt. You have a new mistress now, and we’re gonna teach this douche bag a lesson he won’t live to forget.”
Blood, so much blood. He’s laying there, unrecognizable after her attentions. The bloody stump of his shredded dick dripping from the hole his lips used to line. His ass full of his own tongue. Deep bloody gouges that used to be nipples. She stands over his body, using his hand, amputated just below the elbow to fist fuck her psycho cunt, squirting blood and her pussy juice into the gaping, jellied cavern which used to house his internal organs. As she comes, she looks to me, licking the blood from her lips, beckoning me to her.
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. What the fresh fucking hell am I in for now?
Torture Phone Sex is My Normal
Everywhere I have gone, and with everything I have done, torture sex has found its way into every aspect of my life. Hitchhiking along the roads and by-ways of the US, I find myself repeatedly kidnapped and subjugated for hours to days at a time. Stopping in small towns to use the restroom, or to visit the beach or local tourist spots, people grab me at random, drag me off to isolated places, and torture sex is had.
No matter what town I find myself in, no matter how good my intentions are or how much I attempt to protect myself, the outcome is inevitable. Torture sex has basically become a fact of life for me, by this point, and I’m not sure I’ll know what to do with myself if it ever stops. I guess I’ll just have to be a nomad, and spend my life criss-crossing our great country, exploring, and looking for the next tortuous fuck. My pussy is getting all wet and throbby just thinking about it.
Violent Phone Sex Accomplice
Violent phone sex fantasies are what I deliver. Guys see me as submissive whore. I’m no equal, so they can do whatever the fuck they want to me. From rape fantasies to snuff and torture, guys love using this strung out old whore. Yesterday, I met a man who could give me some of my white medicine for free. Well, not really free. There was a catch, but there always is a catch. Nothing in life is truly free, at least not for a dumb stupid whore. He had his eye on this sweet little young thing for about a month now. Single man lurking around a school playground draws suspicion, so my regular drug dealer gave him my name as the perfect accomplice. No one knows I am not a soccer mom. I can clean up to look the part when I need too. So on that day, I looked respectable on the outside to help him kidnap his precious little treat. I told her I was a friend of her mommy sent to pick her up. She never questioned it. Stupid mommy just signed her daughter’s death wish by not teaching her about stranger danger. My new best friend was in the back seat and he chloroformed her. She woke up in an abandoned warehouse in the junkie part of town. I thought I did my part by delivering him his little treat, but he made me watch and help. I held her down while he forced his big black cock in her little tiny white holes. She bled instantly. She cried too. Kept screaming for her mommy and daddy. I felt bad, but not bad enough to stop. I needed coke more than she needed to grow old. He force fucked her tiny little holes until she passed out from the pain. As he got off her little lifeless body, he tossed me a knife and said finish her off. He reminded me it was my face she would remember. I did some meth instead of coke then plunged the knife into her belly like I was nailing a bug to the wall. It was much easier than I thought.
Pain Station
I went to a local BDSM party which was held in an old train station. There were pain stations everywhere, and I couldn’t wait to get my turn at one of them. Strapped to a board and blindfolded, I could feel all of the eyes on me, and it felt intense. When I felt something sharp rolling across my nipples, electricity went through my body. The pain mixed with the sensation of being watched, had my pussy throbbing with intensity.
Next came some nipple clamps which were pulled on almost constantly, and I began to hear the sounds of torture in the background. There were whips and whimpers, then the sound of fucking. Screams of both pleasure and pain. As I lay there and waited for the next sensation, I thought about how badly I wanted to be fucked right then. Lucky for me, it wasn’t long before I felt a stiff one pounding away at my pussy while I began to get hit with some sort of whip. Knowing everyone’s eyes were on me and getting fucked while tied down like that, I came several times with screams of ecstasy.