I have always considered myself a bondage whore. I love bondage phone sex. When I was younger, bondage was my foray into the submissive world. Bondage required trust in your partner. I found out recently, that bondage is not what it used to be. Not even close. I was feeling vanilla recently. I have grown tired and frankly scared of all the rough treatment I get from men. Bondage is more sensual so I thought I would explore it again. I went to this new bondage club called Tie Me Up this week. I met Frank, a young Italian man into rope games. We had so much fun at the club, we went to his place to fuck. Club rules always are no exchange of fluids which means can’t fuck. His house was a bondage whore’s dream, well more like nightmare as it turned out for me. He had a rope swing that he ensnared me within. I was suspended and tied up. I didn’t get scared at first, because he respected safe words in the club. Never tied me so tight I couldn’t stand it. We were on his turf now. Whole different set of rules. Actually no rules. He skull fucked me so hard as I was suspended upside down, I feared I would need braces. Upside down is a tough position to suck dick too. As I started to puke, I swallowed my own vomit. I pleaded to be released. Be careful what you ask for, however. He let me down, just to force fuck my ass repeatedly. He didn’t just fuck my ass with his cock. He used both fists too. All three at the same time. I had two fists and his cock up my ass simultaneously. To say my ass gaped a little is an understatement. My ass was a cavern. I think your head would have fit up my backside after he was done. I crawled home, bleeding and prolapsed. Be a long time before I try bondage again.
Category: Mutilation phone sex
Bondage Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore
Torture phone sex with Knives
I was so fucking drunk at the club last night when I ran into a hot piece of ass that I wanted to take home and have him torture me until I couldn’t take it anymore. He started fingering my bloody pussy on the dance floor and telling me all the crazy sexy shit he wanted to do to me. Once we got back to my house, I led him to my torture chamber. He threw me down onto my operating table and tied down all of my limbs with some thick rope so that I couldn’t move while he had his way with me! To my pleasure, he reached for my huge sharp butcher knife that I had been fucking myself with earlier before I left for the club. He grazed that 12 inch shiny knife all over my skin, making incisions across my entire body. Oh fuck my pussy was dripping wet. He loved to taste my blood and spit it into my mouth while I layed there helpless and horny as fuck. I begged him to fuck me with that sexy ass butcher knife while he was digging it into my tight asshole and pussy. He reached for my gold dildo with sharp spikes and shoved it into my asshole while he had the knife cutting up my fucking cervix. Watching him brutally attack me was so fucking sexy and I can’t wait to fuck him again.
Blasphemy Sex Gets Violent
I was scared as fuck!! They had me locked in that cage with the fur-babies; my heart was pounding and my blood was pumping so hard and fast. Then, I heard it: the sound of a key being turned in a lock. Apparently what I thought was solid wall had a narrow hallway at the furthest end, because that’s where the man came from. He held up a shackle and manacle set that would keep me bound and unable to run or move much. He opened the cage and put them on me, making it so I had to shuffle along behind him. He led me straight out into a dark night, lit up only by a bon-fire. There was what seemed to be a make-shift altar near the fire, and they tried to get me to lie down on it. I fought them, at which point 3 of them held my hands and feet over the fire until it really started to hurt. They wouldn’t move me away from it until I agreed to behave. Once they had me tied to the altar, they started slicing into my thighs near my cunt, draining blood from me, which I assume they were keeping, as they had some cups held to either side of the altar. Finally, I felt it. One of them had a finger in me, then added another, until he had his entire hand inside of me. He shoved it harder and further into me, until he reached my cervix. If I thought he was done, I was wrong. He shoved a finger up INTO my cervix, which hurt in and of itself. I felt his finger hook around, and I felt that first ripping pain before I passed out, knowing I would wake up without a uterus, if I woke up at all from this nightmare.
Feliz Navidad, Bitch.
I was in the mood for something ethnic. Something spicy. Something that wasn’t on the menu. I’ve had the dark meat and the light meat. I’ve had my eye on this cute little Latina that works at the hole in the wall taco shop down the street. I couldn’t help but notice her just about every time that I go in for a couple tacos. She is the perfect little Mexican. Perky tits, nice round ass, and she has that sweet little subservient attitude that most true Latin women have. Just the thought of her screaming in agony begging me to stop made me drip. I planned it out carefully. I found that she generally worked Thursday nights, and had Friday and Saturday off. I had been able to figure out that she is a single mom that lives by herself, no one would miss her for at least a couple days. I went in late Thursday night, just before closing time and ordered two of the oh-so-delicious carnitas tacos that they sell and a small horchata. She smiled at me with her cute innocent smile. I could see the emptiness in her eyes. She knew she was going home to an empty apartment and a crying little one. I mentioned that through my visits to get tacos that I overheard she was a single mom. I offered her my condolences, pretending to sympathize with her situation. “Feliz Navidad” I asked her if she was ready for Christmas.
With a heavy accent, she explained to me that she was here because of a man that knocked her up and bailed, all of her family is still in Mexico and she is doing what she can just to provide for herself and her Little one. Perfect. I insist that she come spend an evening with me so we could celebrate the holidays together. I saw a little flicker of hope in her eyes, maybe she felt like she finally wasn’t all alone. She was just like the Indian woman I helped a few year back, “Khushal borit natala” She accepted my request Just like the Indian woman. After she told me that she was off the next two days I talked her in to coming over that night, bringing her young one, I would provide the tequila and cheesy holiday movies. Perfect. Soon I would have this hot little piece of Mexican ass all for myself. After a ruffied screwdriver she was all mine. I stripped her naked, admiring her perky nipples and perfect little pussy. I knew I had two days to play with her. I decided to lay out all of my fun toys in front of her so she could see all the fun we would have. I waited in anticipation for her to wake up and see the giant butt plug, pairing knife, vice grips, and blow torch set out in front of her. I was going to make this a Christmas she would never forget. Last year I played with a sweet African mommy who begged me to let her go ” Geseënde Kersfees” as I gave her a kiss and made her watch me eat her little one! Give me a call if you want to hear about all the fun we had. Oh, did I mention that there was a little ball of whiney dessert named Juanita waiting for me in the other room?
Let me be your Christmas dinner
I love being tied up like a little hog. Pretending the big red ball gag in my mouth was a apple, and I would be already for you to roast up for your Christmas dinner. I would love to be in the oven getting nice and crispy for you to enjoy. Wrapping my fingers, toes, and nipples so they don’t burn. I would be already shaved and have all the drugs detoxed out of my body so I can taste the best for you. You can shove all your veggies and seasonings into my cunt and ass hole so I can taste so yummy. I promise I will be a good little whore for you. I will let you do whatever you want so I can be your Christmas dinner.
Torture Sex Whore
Torture sex is all I am good for apparently. I stopped by to see my drug dealer, well one of them at least. I have a few. He was all fucked up on some new pure cocaine. He was acting all erratic. Scared me actually. I was hoping to pay him and get on my way, but he had other plans for me. He grabbed my red mane and dragged me down his basement stairs. From there he preceded to string me up to a beam in his basement. It was all set of with BDSM equipment. He had no idea I was coming over, so I was not the first girl in his little torture palace. I am sure I would not be the last one. I had no clue why he was acting so aggressive with me. I didn’t even owe him money. Not yet at least. I think it was the drugs bringing out his nasty side. He is a mean son of a bitch by nature, but normally this bad. My arms were stretched over my head. My feet barely touching the floor. I was in pain from hanging just inches off the floor. I begged for him to let me go. I said he could fuck me all he wanted. That held no appeal to him. He wanted to hurt me for entertainment. He started with a whip. A big long leather whip that tore through my flesh. As blood tricked down my body, I saw him get out a big scary looking cattle prod. I gasped in fear. Rightfully so too. He shoved the cattle pound up my ass. It was not turned on, but I knew it was like a sick version of Russian Roulette. I would not know when or for how long, but he would turn it on while it was up my ass. A few minutes of ass rape porn with a cattle prod then it was pure torture when he turned it on. I shit and pissed myself. I prayed that I would pass out. Luckily, my wish was granted. I woke up covered in my own piss and shit with a note on a bag of cocaine that said, “You earned this bitch.” Damn right I did. It may have been a lot of pain and humiliation, but I got free coke. Silver linings.
Snuff Porn Selfie Whores
Snuff porn is better than a sappy ass chick flick any day. Don’t you agree? I decided I would make my own little snuff chick flick. I know some guys who pay good money for jailbait whores. I decided to help some friends out while making a movie that would make me feel good and bring me some extra holiday money. Teen girls are self absorbed. I told a few teen twats at the mall that I was a casting scout for a movie being filmed locally. They believed my bullshit. Had them meet me at this old house I inherited years ago. It’s a snuff sex paradise there. Middle of nowhere. No one can hear the screams. Lots of places to dump bodies. The girls thought they were in a horror movie so they never even questioned the locale. Stupid whores. I gave them drinks which drugged them up. My male friends force fucked the whores for hours. Fucked their asses, mouths and cunts. Tore their fuck holes up too. These are the girls of the duck lips generation. They cock tease all the boys, so only fair they got fucked good and hard. Perfect teen bodies. Tight, lean with pink pussies. They were red pussies by time my friends finished ravishing them. After the teen whores were covered in cum, it was my turn. I scarred up their faces with a razor blade first. Sliced up their faces they take a million pictures of weekly. I mutilated their sex organs. It was very bloody. I imagine quiet painful for them too by the tears in their eyes. They were alive after a few hours of torture, but barely. Bloody messes. My male friends shot another load a piece on their bodies before I got out my chainsaw and dismembered them. I like to spread body parts all over the state to confuse the cops. No one looks hard for a self entitled selfie teen anyway. Not even her parents.
2 Girl Phone Sex Gets Brutal
Venus was a BDSM goddess, that’s for sure. She tortured me alongside the road for a bit longer, leaving welts, gashes, and bite marks at random. Then, she took me back to what I assume was her place. If I’d thought the torment was over, I got a lesson really quickly. She carried, physically carried, me into her place and straight into what looked like a dungeon of horrors. There were chains everywhere, hooks, blades, cattle prods, fireplace pokers, and a wide array of other nefarious-looking items. She laid me down on a table in the middle of the room, and made sure that my bound hands were secured.
She proceeded to grab various instruments to beat, poke, and otherwise torture me with. At one point, she even set one of the fireplace pokers into what could only be called a brazier of smoldering coals. She used the shape to brand me before poking the rod into my side deep enough to leave a cauterized gouge mark. She knew exactly how to make me scream, and every scream that I uttered drove her to want another. Finally, she brought out this massive machete-type blade, and I couldn’t help but groan in terror. She slowly slid it into my cunt and proceeded to fuck me with it, slicing into my flesh with every slow stroke. I could feel myself slowly starting to bleed out from all of the damages….
Ass Rape Porn with a Baseball Bat
When he picked me up at the bar, he recognized me from some ass rape porn I have done. I’m not ashamed. Letting men do whatever that want with my ass, pays the rent and more. We were at his place when he requested a show. He had all sorts of ass sex toys already out for me like he knew he would meet me tonight. I was buzzed on fruity drinks and horny as fuck, so I stuck a string of balls up my ass while he jacked off. I was buzzed, but suddenly I got fucked up. Like sick fucked up. I knew he spiked my drink with something, but I was not sure with what. I started seeing double. I asked for some water, got piss in the face instead. I puked. Started shivering, practically convulsed. No mercy was shown. In fact, he laughed at me before he grabbed a baseball bat and rammed it up my ass. He said he loved bloody ass sex. I screamed in pain as it went so far up my ass it felt like it was going to come out my mouth. I kept puking while I was receiving torture sex up my ass. When he pulled the bat out of my ass, it was dripping with shit and blood. He forced me to lick it clean. I puked some more tasting my bloody shit hole on his bat. He grabbed my hair, twisted his hand around my hair until I thought he might scalp me. My face was forced down in my puke. Then I was forced down in the bloody shit mess that came out of my ass from being sodomized by a baseball bat. He knew he would meet me that night because he stalked me for weeks. He was ready for me, but I could never be ready for him or anyone like him.
Castration Phone Sex: Tis the Season To Whack off Nuts
Castration phone sex is one of my favorite calls. Tis the season to whack off testicles too. The holiday season brings out all the losers and sad sacks. In reality, the best gift a pathetic worthless piece of shit can give to the world is junk removal. If you are that pathetic you have NO business reproducing. I feel extra charitable too this time of year so I often give free ball removal services to the truly pathetic. Many men are down on their luck and can’t afford my services. In the holiday spirit, I remove their worthless junk for free. I met one such loser earlier in the week. He was panhandling on the street. He was telling tales of being a veteran, but I knew better. I went to high school with this piece of shit. He was con artist even then. Many veterans are homeless and need our help, but ass wipes like Charlie make folks leery of helping the truly homeless vets once they realize they have been scammed.
Charlie crushed on me in high school, so I saw my opportunity to give free junk removal to a bottom feeder. I told him I liked dirty sex so he didn’t need to shower. What a fucking moron to believe that line. More proof that he didn’t deserve testicles. I tied him to my bed for some kinky sex, but whacked off his balls instead of whacking him off. Blood sprayed my face, my sheets and my walls. Hot sticky blood of a total loser. I used an old rusty knife too. Dirty utensils for a dirty sorry ass man. He screamed in pain, pleaded for mercy. With rage in my eyes, I decided on some snuff sex too. I stabbed him deep in the belly. I gutted him like he was a pig and I was the butcher. Actually he was a pig and I am a butcher. A butcher of the worthless. A butcher of the annoying. A butcher of bitches. A butcher of losers. A butcher of brats. A butcher of YOU. It is going to be 24 days of murderous mayhem for me. Happy Holidays!