Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Don’t Talk To Strangers

Taboo phone sex

You asked me for a night of fun but I was met with a night of terror when you took us to an abandoned warehouse, in the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere. You forced me out of the car without even asking me my name after picking me up from the bar. We met a group of scary men who circle around me. “Run.” You demand and my body takes over. I feel the back of my shirt being ripped off as I sprint through the dark warehouse. Strobe lights flickered and I came face-to-face with a hatchet! My screams echos as my skirt are off next! I am only in my panties when I am dragged down by my hair and met with a fat black cock being shoved down my throat! I feel hot, sharp pains in my back as I choke down the cock! The last thing I remember was feeling and watching my blood drip to the floor.

Torture phone sex w/ Terry

Bloody phone sex

Those sweet little cunnies look so nice wet! I have been going to the community pool in my housing complex and I can’t help but admire those young fucks in there little two piece bikinis. I noticed a handsome man snapping pics of em’ and thought to myself how perfect we would be together as one. I thought about all the cruel things we could do to those twigs! I fantasize daily of snapping their fucking necks and masturbating while watching a masculine man pop their cherries… while that little fuckers body is limp! Then again, I would really like to hear the screams and cry outs she can make when she is being pinned down and force fed his cock in every last one of her sweet little bald holes. I would love to smother those lolitas with my pussy while he fucks her with his long thick dick from behind. Her gasping for air and the vibrations of her screams going into my body through my silky wet pink hole. I will use that bitch like a personalized vibrator! Accepting applications… Any takers? Torture phone sex

Mutilation phone sex slut doll

Men need a slut doll like me to take out those mutilation phone sex fantasies on. This is just the thing that daddy prepared me for. The way he fucked me with no restraint and tortured me to the point of hospitalization was his way of showing his love and priming me. This is my existence. I am here to be used abused and fucked into in the oblivion of your darkest fantasies. I just can’t grasp any other form of pleasure. The rape fantasies you bring me also bring on my best fucking orgasms. You see it’s just the way I’ve been raised . As a fuck doll for the pleasure of men and sometimes even some really vicious women. We have some vicious mean fucking cunts on the site. I would be so fucking honored to have you and one of our sadistic’ cunts ruin me for your pleasure.
Mutilation phone sex

 

Bondage Phone Sex, Snuff and Dismemberment

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex. Sometimes, however, it gets too extreme for me. I have made a living off my body one way or another. I hooked on the streets for years until I was old enough to become a nude fetish model. I have always been tall. I was not always buxom, however. About 15 years ago, a fetish photographer took me under his wing. He bought me boobs. I worked them off doing shoots for him. He is retired now, but he still sends business my way. He knows a girl like me can always use money. This lead he had was for a legitimate porn studio. They needed a model with experience for a snuff porn shoot. This would be rough simulated sex and extreme bondage. The pay was too good to make me pause and really think about the legitimacy of it all. I showed up at the studio, but no one was there. I heard some sounds, so I went exploring. Bad idea. I happened upon a woman being eviscerated. No way this was staged. Not with those screams. I started to run but tripped and fell. A guy grabbed me and pulled me into the area where they were dissecting this woman like a lab frog. I was at the wrong fucking address. Flipping some numbers was about to lead to my demise. There was no saving this woman. Her entrails were on the floor, and I was slipping in her warm guts. I thought I was a dead woman, until one of the killers recognized me. He knew me from a fetish shoot. I tried to tell him I was no saint. I name dropped who I use to work for and then said I was now a very skilled accomplice phone sex partner. I told him I could do clean up or bring him more girls to mutilate and snuff. We made a deal. My life for my silence and my assistance. Just when I thought I was free, I fucking flipped some numbers and walked right into a real snuff flick.

The Torment of Torture Sex

Torture sex

 

I’m not sure which kind of fuck pig I like to torment and have torture sex with more, the horndog hogs or the slutty sows.  I don’t give a shit about gender, everyone can take their pretentious pronouns and fake ass wokeness and fucking choke on it for all I care.  I want tears, I want screams and I want blood.  Every last unlucky fuck piggy on earth has all of those inside of them and I revel in gory glory of being the entity in this world who beat it all out of them.  

Where does the torturing begin?  The mind.  A hemmed up little vixen doesn’t fear the volatile violation she’s about to receive if you don’t drag her brain through the muck first.  Sure, it hurts like hell, but do they fear death nearly as much as I whip and flog their flesh if I don’t humiliate them and tease them with all of my implements of pain and tools of persecution before I get to the dirty work?  I don’t think so.  

Once they’re properly tenderized, I can finally feel good about getting into that cunt or climbing onto a cock and draining all of the cum out of them that I can as they just hang there, restrained and writhing in the air.  I absolutely love to marinate their mangled pork meat with my pussy spit.  My tight and tortured twat power squirts and I’m a great fucking aim.  I love to blast it in their faces, drown them in a deluge of my juices every time I experience “Le Petite Mort” in my reign over them.

When I finally get my fill of torture sex and jizzing all over my fine fuck pig masterpieces, one thing is for certain.  They’re broken.  Hell, some of them don’t even make it through the whole encounter.  It’s bittersweet for me, I like to put people through as much punishment as possible before they expire, but turning a fuck pig into long pig is a snap and earns me a pretty good pay day in the right markets.

 

Anal Torture Sex, Again

torture sexTorture sex fantasies are common with a submissive slut like me. Men know when you are desperate for cash, attention or drugs. I am usually desperate for all three. My stepson knows this all to well. He dangles carrots in my face and every time I say no more, I cave because he gives me what I crave and need which is a big bag of coke. He showed up last night while his father was out of town on business. His brothers were asleep upstairs. I knew it was him at the door. It was almost 2 am and I heard the door open. It sounds a beep in my room. No one was breaking in. Whomever came in had a key and knew the code. With my boys asleep and my husband out of town, that left my stepson. I sighed heavy knowing this would be no fun for me. I went to do a bump quickly and realized I was out. Ugh. Now, I was going to have to do what he wanted. What he wanted was to make a violent ass rape porn. He had a client wanting a personal movie just for his spank bank collection. My stepson gets the money and I get some coke. I knew there would be blood, shit, piss and pain involved, but I was desperate. I was out of coke. I would have agreed to be dismembered. I was prepared, well I thought I was. A baseball bat up the ass sober with no lube rips your asshole apart. Makes it bleed too. I am sore today. Sorer than I have been in a long time. My asshole is swollen and bleeding still, but the coke numbs the pain. I would say that I will not be his taboo phone sex whore again, but I will be desperate for coke again soon.

Submit To Your Dark Mistress!

Castration Phone Sex

A dark twisted slut like me deeply craves the submission of men! My favorite calls are mistress domination and cock/ball torture, that is where my dark little soul shines through. When a man asks me to relieve him of his cock and balls my little heart gets a trill of excitement. I find it so sexy when a man knows he is undeserving of his penis and desperately needs me to destroy it. On my domination calls I love humiliating those pathetic excuses for men by sitting on their faces or making the drink their own piss from my shoe. There is no limit to how sick and perverse I can be on our calls and it makes my cunt wet knowing that men crave submission to me, their dark Mistress Ivy.

He Gave Me Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexHe said I needed domination phone sex. I explained that I was trying to be an accomplice now. I have paid my dues and earned my freedom. He smacked me hard across the face because he thought I was getting too big for my britches. He said, “Once a whore, always a whore.” The more I pleaded, the harder he hit me. He was in a mood. He released me from his clutches last year. I earned my freedom fair and square, but when he gets into a mood, there is no reasoning with him. Even the sex trade industry has suffered shortages. He has lost a few key operatives who help kidnap young girls to keep the business thriving. He told me, he needed to use me for a client. I quipped that I was too old for his clientele, and he smacked my face. He said this one client prefers used up old whores. When I tried to explain that I was neither old nor used up, he put a ball gag in my mouth. He told me to shut up and take care of his client. Men who prefer women like me, usually have snuff sex on the brain. This man just needed a punching doll. He wanted a fight, and the younger girls are too scared to fight. Not me. I put up a fight even though I am scared. I want to live. This client of my former master was a sadist. He burned me with cigarette ashes. He fisted my ass.  He used a taser on me. He punched me hard in the stomach. So hard that I puked. He pushed my face down in the vomit and made me lick it up. Four hours of hell. I survived though even if barely. I have a cracked rib, two black eyes, burns and bruises all over my body and bloodied swollen fuck holes. I thought my days of snuff porn were over, but just like that, I was pulled back in.

Sex with dead bodies

Bloody phone sex

We gutted that Negro little while her mother watched. Poor thing came knocking on my door trying to sell some cookies. Her voice along with her coiled hair just irked my fucking nerves. I invited her inside; as soon as I shut the door behind them my boyfriend hit that disgusting mutant of a mother upside the head with a frying pan. Perfect! I grabbed that negro by 2 of her multiple fucking ponytails and dragged her into the dining room. We strapped her down to the table and force fed her babes cock! Poor thing was gagging and gasping for air. She let out this loud excruciating scream and that’s when I chopped her fucking neck off. I mean it’s only in her blood to play victim so what’s better than making her one. Babe fucked her esophagus through her neck. Her blood was squirting everywhere. I laid down on the table with her little body on top of mines and he fucked her corpse. Whenever his dick was getting a bit too brisk he would use my pussy as his cock warmer. Useless bitch! One less negro to walk the face of earth! My pleasure.

 

 

Snuff Porn Accomplice Needed

There are very sadistic things I love to get into, and sometimes it is much more enjoyable with an accomplice that has a cock. Truthfully I get extremely wet at the screams of some young little whore that I am torturing. One time I filmed a Snuff porn by accident, and have become a little addicted to doing this on a regular basis. It gets me hot. I found a guy once that was as sadistic as me, he was tall, dark and mother fucking hot. It made me hot as fire as I watched the way he gutted a young little slut and fed her insides to the beasts. He gave me her heart and I bit right into that bitch and we kissed. It was romantic and we fucked like crazy bathed in her virginal blood. I was unaware that I had left my webcam going and the whole thing was recorded.

So essentially now I am craving another to help me ruin a young brat I have tied up in my basement. Or of course we could go and hunt for more fuck meat.

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