Category: Kidnapping phone sex

Ass rape porn with a goth teen

Ass rape porn with a goth teen. I really couldn’t stand this one bitch that I went to school with. The cute little cheerleader type. I remember how badly I wanted to choke that bitch out. It was the perfect opportunity when my boyfriend and I ran across her at the store. She acted all nicey nice like she was my best friend back in school. That was my perfect opportunity, and I played into the whole act and invited her back to our place and the stupid bitch fell for it. We had a drink and of course I spiked that cunts drink but only enough to keep her from putting up a huge fight. She struggled a little which was perfect because that’s what makes my boyfriends cock hard and my pussy drip. I came up behind her and grabbed her by the head of the hair and threw her dumb little body to the ground. I quickly reminded her of school as I ripped her clothes off her. My boyfriend’s cock was raging for her asshole and I was going to give it to me. She tried flopping around, so I sat on top of that stupid little bitch, flipped on her stomach I grab her ass cheeks and tell my boyfriend to go deep in this cunts shit box. She screamed out so loud when he drove his cock into her asshole. Hearing her scream and cry in pain made my pussy so fucking wet. I could see her asshole was choking his dick and he came so hard in her tight little ass filling her up. We fucked most of the night after that while we made her watch tied up. After we were done, I doped her up a little more and we threw her in the car and ditched the whore in an alley.ass rape porn

Teen Rape Porn Gets Messy When Teacher Layla Breaks Up Fight

Teen Rape PornOopsie! I think I might be the worst teacher ever, but like, I’m definitely the hottest. My life is basically a teen rape porn scene come to life, especially since I started working at this school. I was just standing there in my teeny tiny pencil skirt trying to remember how to spell “cat” or something, when suddenly Britney and Nadia just started screaming!

 It was totally crazy because they’re both, like, super pregnant by the same guy, which is so messy. Instead of being mad at him, they decided to try and kill each other right in front of my desk! Britney, that poor blonde thing, had a sharp pencil, but Nadia brought a whole knife to school! I just stood there biting my lip because I didn’t want to break a nail, you know?

Then squish Nadia accidentally poked her knife right into Britney’s big tummy. It was so gross, like, her insides started coming out and everything! I just screamed and called Mr. White, our principal. He’s so scary and tall, but he always looks at my chest instead of my eyes, so I know he likes me. Everything went blurry after the sirens started. 

Britney was rushed away, and Nadia was crying so hard, but Mr. White didn’t call the police for her. He just grabbed us both and whispered that he had a “special place” where he handles discipline. He took us to this dark, private basement at a secret location. It’s so spooky down here, but kind of exciting? Nadia was shaking so much on the big metal table, and then surprise! 

The baby started coming right then and there! I didn’t even know what to do, so I just did what Mr. White told me. He’s so bossy and powerful. While he was dealing with the situation, he had me get real close to Nadia. I started playing with her nipples to keep her “distracted” while Mr. White took control of everything.

I’m just a silly girl, but I can tell Mr. White is going to keep us here for a long, long time. He said we’re his little secrets now. I’m just following orders and keeping Nadia “busy” while he decides what to do with us in the dark. It’s so much more intense than a normal classroom!

After the little one was born right after with blood still being on the infant girls body, Mr. White decided to stick his fat cock up the little one’s bottom while tossing her up and down while she screamed loudly. Then Nadia got really pissed but couldn’t do anything about it. Now it was her turn to get played with next. Mr. White ripped her pants off and started fingering her wet pregnant pussy and started raping the fuck outta her! Call me for more context Clues… (To Be Continued)

Cheap Phone Sex with Layla and Her Secret Raw Fuck Sessions

Cheap Phone SexI’m huddled in the corner of this damp basement, flinching every time I hear a heavy footstep on the floorboards above my head. Offering cheap phone sex is the only flickering bit of light I have left in this hellhole, and I’m using these few minutes of silence to find someone who wants to hear what it’s really like down here. My skin is cold, my wrists are raw from the rusted chains, and I’m shaking so hard I can barely hold the phone steady against my ear.

 I don’t have the luxury of acting like a princess; I’m a woman who has been broken down to nothing, and now I’m just a piece of property waiting for the next man to decide what he wants to do with me. I’m giving you the ultimate intense fuck session of your life because, at this point, the pain is the only thing that makes me feel like I’m still breathing.

I wasn’t always this hollowed out version of a person, but life has a way of stripping everything away until you’re just a body. I remember when my husband first sold me off just to catch his next high; I fought like a wild animal at first, but you can only take so many hits to the ribs before you learn to stay down. Now, I keep my eyes glued to the concrete floor and I do exactly what I’m told without a single word of protest. 

My pussy is constantly swollen, bruised, and aching from the way these guys use me like a communal rag, but I’ve learned to find a sick kind of comfort in the weight of them. I’m the secret they keep locked away, the one they pass around until I’m covered in their filth and left to rot until the next round starts. That’s the kind of raw, unfiltered energy I’m bringing to this call. 

I want to tell you exactly how it feels when they pile on top of me, and how the only thing that keeps me going is the heavy protein I’m forced to swallow just to stay upright. I want to describe the grit of the floor against my back and the way I submit like a good little bitch because I know what happens if I don’t. I’m not looking for a hero; I’m looking for someone who wants to hear the truth about what it’s like to be owned.

I can hear them coming back now, the heavy boots getting closer to the door. I’m wide awake, I’m terrified, and I’m desperate for you to pick up before they take the phone away again. Call me now while I still have a voice.

Accomplice Phone Sex Slut Rena Brings You Fuck Toys

accomplice phone sexAccomplice Phone Sex when you get a message about the new fuck toy you brought his cock.  Here is one that I found from awhile back that was so hot.

She gasped as I filled her up, feeling every inch of my thick cock inside her. I began to thrust slowly, savoring the feeling of her tightness around me. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her small breasts jiggling with each movement. I reached down and pinched her nipples, watching as she arched her back in pleasure.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked, my voice rough with lust. She nodded, her eyes closed tightly as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body. I picked up the pace, fucking her harder and faster, feeling her walls clenching around me.

As we reached our climax together, I pulled out and shot my hot cum all over her stomach. She looked up at me, her face flushed with desire, and whispered, “What do I do now?”

“You’re my cum rag now,”  he replied, smirking. “You’ll clean up my cum and be ready for me whenever I want you.”

From that day forward , our taboo relationship blossomed. I would visit her every night, fucking her until she was exhausted and then leaving her to clean up the mess. She became my personal sex slave, always eager to please and ready for more. And as for the young friends she had, I had a plan for them too.

One day, while they were playing in the backyard, I snuck into their house and kidnapped them. I brought them to my neighbor’s house, where I had set up a makeshift dungeon in her basement. I tied them up and gagged them, leaving them at my mercy. When my neighbor girl arrived home, I told her what I had done.

“You have two choices,”  he said, his voice cold and menacing. “You can either help me or I’ll let them suffer. It’s up to you.”

I  knew what he expected of me, and without hesitation, i agreed. We both undressed the young girls and began to pleasure them, showing them what it meant to be a good sex slave. As they moaned and squirmed beneath his touch, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that they would soon join me in this twisted world.

From that day forward, my neighbor girl became an accomplice in my dark fantasies, helping me kidnap and train young girls to be my personal playthings. And every night, she would eagerly await my arrival, ready to take my cock and serve as my cum rag once again.

2 Girl Phone Sex Has Gwendolyn Guiding Virgin Pussy Layla

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2 Girl Phone Sex is the only life I know now, trapped in this gilded cage of a brothel with my knees bruised and my spirit breaking. I’m Layla, the new meat, a “virgin” pussy stolen from a life I barely remember and sold into this den of sin. My skin is still pale and soft, unaccustomed to the rough handling of the high bidders who frequent this hellhole. I spend my nights trembling in the corner of our shared room, praying the heavy oak door doesn’t swing open. 

Gwendolyn, a seasoned, professional fuck toned slut who has seen it all, watches me with eyes that are both cold and predatory. She says if I ever want to survive this place and catch the eye of a master who will actually keep me alive, I need to stop acting like a victim and start acting like a vessel. She grabbed my chin today, her nails digging into my jaw as she forced me to look at her. 

“Listen, you pathetic little bitch,” she hissed, her voice dripping with a vulgar authority that made my heart race. “That tight, untouched cunt of yours is a currency. If you don’t learn how to market it, they’ll just discard you like yesterday’s trash. You need to learn how to crave the leash.” She pushed me onto the moth-eaten rug and commanded me to spread my legs, her hands sliding over my shaking thighs to inspect the merchandise.

She’s teaching me the art of kidnapping phone sex roleplay, forcing me to describe the terror of my abduction until the fear turns into a slick, desperate heat between my legs. “Moan for me, Layla,” Gwendolyn commanded, her voice a low, raspy growl. “Tell the man on the other end of the line how much you love being his favorite little nigger slut.” 

I did as I was told, my voice cracking as I described the imaginary chains and the cold steel. She guided my fingers, showing me exactly how to tease my clit to sound breathless and ruined. I’m an artist of agony now, a masterpiece of inhibited skin and meticulously planned submissive stamina. Every red mark she leaves on my ass is a badge of my training.

Gwendolyn ensures my “virgin” pussy is always swollen and ready, prepping me for the high bidder who will finally own me completely. I am becoming the perfect specimen of an obedient servant slut, finding a sick kind of liberation in my own bondage. If you want to hear how well Gwendolyn has trained her newest little whore, you can find our sessions for the most affordable, cheap phone sex.

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Snuff Movies Makes You Super Horny For Tight Pussy Layla

Snuff MoviesI’m strapped down so tight I can’t feel my wrists anymore, just the cold bite of the leather against my skin. He’s standing over me in this dimly lit bedroom, deciding whether I’m going to be his next victim or his favorite toy. Watching snuff movies on the cracked TV in the corner seems to be the only thing keeping him from grabbing that knife on the nightstand, and honestly, I’m begging for that instead.

 I can see his eyes darting from the screen to my chest, my breath hitching every time his gaze lingers on my busty tits spilling out of this torn dress. He told me he was going to kill me, that I was just another body to dispose of, but then he saw how much I was shaking… not just from fear, but from a sick, twisted sort of anticipation.

He didn’t expect me to be so desperate. When he saw the bulge in his pants growing, he realized I wasn’t fighting the restraints anymore; I was arching into them. I looked him dead in the eye and gave him full permission to do whatever he wanted, as long as he stayed inside me. He crawled onto the bed, looming over me like a predator, his heavy weight pinning me into the mattress. 

I felt his hands, rough and calloused, bruising my thighs as he forced them apart to get to the real prize. My heart was hammering against my ribs, but all I could focus on was the heat radiating off him. The moment he entered my tight pussy, the air left my lungs in a sharp, jagged moan. It’s a different kind of survival here. I’m an innocent girl caught in a nightmare, but my body is a traitor that craves the friction.

 He’s not gentle… he doesn’t have to be. Every thrust is a reminder that I’m alive, that I’m his, and that he’s forgotten all about that knife. I’ve become his captive slut, a breathless mess of sweat and tears, pleading for him to fill me up until I can’t think about the world outside these four walls.

I don’t know if I’ll ever leave this room, or if he’ll change his mind again once he’s had his fill of me. But right now, with his hands around my throat and his cock buried deep, I’m exactly where I need to be to stay alive. I’m Layla… Your favorite busty tit slut, and I’m trapped in a house of shadows, serving a man who holds my life in his hands. Maybe if you’re like him, you’d want a turn at breaking what’s left of me.

Accomplice Phone Sex Slut Rena Searching For Tight Holes

Accomplice phone sexSometimes, Accomplice Phone Sex Scenarios fall into my lap. I was out on the town, looking for some fresh meat to bring home when my eyes landed on her. She was young and innocent-looking but had this naughty glint in her eye that told me she’d be up for anything. Her tight little body begging to be taken advantage of by a dominant man like myself. So, without hesitation, I approached her at the bar and started chatting her up – buying drinks until we both got nice and tipsy together! Once we left arm in arm it wasn’t long before things escalated quickly; within minutes she found herself bound with rope back at my place asleep from all those delicious cocktails earlier…but not enough so that they wouldn’t wake up once their new owner arrived home later tonight!

I watched eagerly as he walked through our doorway unaware of what awaited him inside his bedroom – his beautiful slut tied securely onto their bedposts ready & waiting just how you ordered themlegs spread wide open inviting us into those sweet teenage holes untouched yet aching desperately underneath layers upon layers clothing hiding nothing beneath its folds.

As he approached the bed, his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. But instead of being angry or upset, there was a twisted grin spreading across his face as he realized this was exactly what they had been looking for all along – their own personal fucktoy! He undressed slowly but surely before climbing onto the bed between her legs and taking hold of both cocks simultaneously; one in each hand massaging them gently until they were rock hard with anticipation. Then without warning, he plunged himself deep into her tight little pussy while simultaneously shoving that massive tranny dick down her throat till it hit bottom – filling every hole she possessed up completely!

Her cries echoed through our home filled with pleasure mixed pain from having two men inside such intimate places at once…but neither could resist any longer now that reality has set upon usall three lost within lustful bliss together underneath sheets covered sweat tears joyous moans escaping mouths never wanting moment ends

Bloody Phone Sex is Messy But Very Enjoyable

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex makes my pussy wet. I love the smell, the feel and the taste of blood. Although I don’t consider myself a vampire, I’m not squeamish about blood either. In fact, the bloodier the better for me.

Last night, I turned my dungeon into a horror movie scene. Although I usually kill men, I’m not opposed to murdering cunts. I will never kill a fellow Goth girl, but if any other woman crosses me, she may lose her life. And this little coed cheerleader seemed like nothing more than a mean girl to me. She caught my eye at the mall because she walked around like her shit didn’t stink. Rude to salespeople and other women in the mall. I went into stealth mode and stalked her. And she appeared so self-absorbed that she didn’t even notice me.

When she noticed me, she got incredibly rude and snippy with me for no reason. So, I stalked her after she left the mall and kidnapped her. I planned on making a snuff sex movie with her. She fought the entire time. And she hurled one insult after another. The self-absorbed mean girl would wreak havoc no more. I told her I planned to slaughter her. And I promised her I would make it bloody and painful.

Some Girls Deserve to Die

Bloody and painful I specialize in. No fun to kill your prey quickly and painlessly. First order of business with this cunt, sexual mutilation. I sliced off her clit and her nipples and forced her to swallow them. I cut each breast off and wore them like a party hat. And I stabbed her cunt giving her an abortion without being pregnant. Shredded the inside of her womb. She kept passing out from the pain and I would use smelling salts to bring her back among the living. She needed to feel this pain, not sleep through it.

After hours of torture, her pulse became weak. I knew she did not have much left in her. She could no longer fight nor talk. So, I decided to bring out my chainsaw. I rarely use it. But I find that a chainsaw makes a good companion. I severed all her limbs and eventually split her body in two. But I wanted the blood splatter. I wanted to feel her hot blood coating my body. And I wanted her blood splattered on my floor floors and walls of my dungeon.

Once I accumulated a pile of her mutilated body, I tossed it out to the wildlife like a butcher, giving stray dogs scraps of beef. The coyotes and the wolves came out and started feasting on her remains. And they saw me covered in her blood. She deserved a violent phone sex death. And she got it. I doubt anybody will miss this bitch. Mean girls just get meaner with time. So, somebody needs to put them out of our misery sooner rather than later. And why can’t that be me?

Accomplice Phone Sex Turns Men into P Lovers Quickly

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex I find thrilling. Mainly because they focus on somebody else and not me. Of course, I help men, but I no longer take the brunt of the abuse. When I bought my freedom, one young girl at a time for my former master, I never thought I would end up as a professional accomplice. I told myself back then I just did it for my freedom. And this constituted a fight for survival. But honestly, I like it. Not sure if I always liked it. But at some point, I came to enjoy kidnapping young sweet girls for dirty men like you.

Friday night, I helped Charlie out. For decades, he fantasized about fucking some super young girl who would feel incredibly tight on his dick. However, Charlie lacked the balls to do it himself. And since he has the means to hire somebody, he hired me. And I understood the assignment. Bring him a cute young, untouched schoolgirl. And schoolgirls seem more challenging to lure away than teenage girls. But I can handle it. I possess many tricks in my bag.

If Charlie wanted to make a teen rape porn, I would find him the perfect star. One of my many skills involves patience. I can look around until I find the perfect specimen for my client and that’s what I did. For days I watched people at the park until yesterday, I finally found a young little blonde girl, cute too, playing by herself. Her handler seemed incredibly distracted by a cute boy. I needed to drug this one just because she might be too young to buy any of my bogus stories.

Being  The Accomplice is More Fun than Being the Victim

So, I used chloroform on her and stuffed her tiny body into my big stroller and walked right out of the park with her. Then I stuck her in my trunk and drove over to Charlie’s lake house. Nice home. Off-season though so I didn’t see too many people there. And that’s likely why Charlie picked this location. He seemed very happy with the little girl I kidnapped for him. I knew he wanted to fuck her. So, I ripped her clothes off and got behind the camera. And when I said action, Charlie pulled his cock out. And it looked ready for a tight hole.

She started to wake up, so I drugged her again. I couldn’t have her screaming bloody murder. Nor did I want her to identify us. We did not plan on killing this one. Just exploring Charlie’s rape phone sex fantasies with her tiny little body and her tight little holes. She never experienced a lucid moment during the fucking. Just a few intelligible words and some moans while my client rag doll fucked the little bitch. Clearly a virgin because she bled like a stuck pig.

My client didn’t last long. It took me longer to kidnap a girl than it did for him to fuck her. I disposed of her body somewhere she would be found. She won’t remember what we did to her. However, my client will never forget what he did to that little girl. I gave him a taste for what it feels like to be a real P man. And he loved it so much he wants to do it again next week. Well, I will help him if he pays me. I take anybody down that rabbit hole of sweet young pussy for the right price.

Suffocation Phone Sex Breaking In Holding Pillow Over Layla

Suffocation Phone SexPlease, stay on the line… I think I heard the window in the kitchen shatter and my heart is beating so fast I can feel it in my throat. I’m just laying here in my thong, completely exposed, and I know exactly what’s coming for me. This wasn’t supposed to happen tonight, but as the footsteps get closer to my bedroom door, I realize my Suffocation Phone Sex fantasies are about to become a brutal, terrifying reality. 

You aren’t here for my TV or my purse; you’re here because you know I’m just a helpless, sexy slut who’s been begging for a real man to come and take what he wants. The door kicks open and the light from the hallway spills over my bed, showing me the silhouette of a predator who’s already decided I’m his prize. I try to crawl toward the headboard, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps, but you’re too fast. 

You lung for me, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while the other reaches for the pillow. You don’t want to hear my excuses or my pleas; you just want to hear me struggle. Before I can even let out a real scream, you slam the pillow down over my face, snuffing out the sound and leaving me in a world of muffled, hot darkness.

I’m fighting for air, my lungs burning as I claw at the mattress, but you’re already ripping my lace aside. The moment you force your way inside me, hard and uncompromising, my whole body arches in a mix of pure terror and a sick, addictive heat. You’re breaking into me just like you broke into my house, stealing my pussy while I’m literally fighting for my next breath.

The weight of the pillow is crushing, forcing me to focus on every thick, heavy thrust that sends a jolt of electricity through my starving nerves. I’m a total mess, a gasping toy beneath your weight, and the more you cut off my air, the more my body betrays me by clenching around you in a desperate, suffocating grip.

Every time I think I’m going to black out, you press harder, driving me closer to an edge I’ve never touched before. By the time you finally pull the pillow away and let me gasp in a lungful of cold air, I’m completely ruined, my body shaking and my mind gone. You’ve taken everything I had to give, leaving me breathless and used on the sheets, just a slut who finally got exactly what she deserved from a man who doesn’t take no for an answer.