Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Make Rena’s Cunt Throb

Rape phone sex fantasies are something that stay in my mind every day.  It’s so hot to fantasize about a hot man I meet out maybe at a club.  Before I know it, he forced himself inside of me causing excruciating pain with each thrust while his other hand clamped over mouth muffling any cries for help that might escape past his fingers digging into cheeks . His breath hot on neck sending shivers down spine despite surroundings being so terrifying . He continued pounding my cunt relentlessly until finally spent leaving mess within depths soul aching more than physical wounds ever could have imagined possible.

Forcing Himself On Me

His cock was so throbbing hard but I couldn’t decide. Did I like it. Was my pussy really this wet over this man forcing his cock inside my cunt.  He was so big it touched my insides in places I didn’t know possible.  He kept coming down and biting my tits making my nipples rock hard.  The bite mark surrounded my nipple. It looked kind of hot.rape phone sex fantasies

I don’t remember much after that. All I know is that when he finally left me alone, I was a broken shell of the person I used to be. My body ached in places it shouldn’t have been possible for something so small to cause so much pain. There were tears streaked across my face and dried blood between my legs from where he had violated me over and over again without any care or regard for my wellbeing.

It took what felt like an eternity before someone found me; by then it was already too late – the damage had been done both physically and emotionally. The police were called, but even they couldn’t bring back what had been taken from me that night…my innocence, my trust, maybe even a part of myself that will never recover from this horrific experience.

I Belong in Snuff Movies, That’s What Men Tell Me

snuff moviesSo many people think I belong in snuff movies. Although, I’ve made a few, I honestly try to avoid the snuff world, believe it or not. I survived nine days snowed in with my family. Surprisingly enough, I successfully traded enough cocaine to last for the blizzard.

But yesterday the weather felt great. For once, it did not feel like single-digit weather. And I decided to go out and see if I could score some more coke so I could watch the Super Bowl with my boys and their friends. Plus, I think I experienced some cabin fever. I just needed to get out of the house.

I went to this little dive bar first because I thought I could party with some old blue-collar workers. They love to share their coke. Although I’m talking about a bump here and a bump there. It’s not like I would walk away with a huge bag of coke. This bar appeared safe. But then I saw him. And I almost pissed myself.

I saw a snuff porn director who I’ve worked for in the past. The last time I did, he sent me to the ER, with a broken arm and a fractured ankle. Not to mention all the bruises. But when I went to the ER, they all assumed my husband beat me up. I never confirmed that, but I never denied it either. Once he saw me, I could not escape. I think I pissed him off with polite pleasantries. He pushed me into a single stall bathroom. And I tried not to panic.

Sometimes, I Wonder if I Will Dying Trying to Score Blow

He pulled out some coke from his pocket. And I should’ve known better. As soon as I got a taste of his excellent cocaine, he started strangling me. Hard. I thought he might crush my windpipe. He held me against the wall with his hand on my throat. And I heard him unzip his pants. Strangling felt like the least of the evils. He wanted to explore his rape phone sex fantasies with me.

The music sounded so loud outside, combined with all the talking. I didn’t think anybody would hear me scream. But he kept his hand on my throat the entire time so I could not truly scream as he forced his cock in and out of my pussy. At least he let me get high first, I thought to myself. Maybe he didn’t want me to feel the pain.

He fucked my pussy hard. By the time he finished, he released his grip on my throat, and I fell to the ground with a thud. He spit on me and called me a whore. Tossed me a little bag of coke to get me through game at best. Now I have a ring around my neck from his hands. And I still don’t have enough coke to get through another week.

Gangbang Rape Porn with Cora, Fuck Her Mercifully!

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As a Valentine’s Day treat, you can surprise me by kidnapping me in the middle of the night!

Take me to somewhere dark and have 5 big black cocks gang and rape me.

You know how much fun that would be for me, to have every single hole filled with a dick!

All in the dark, so I have no idea who is fucking me.

I want every single man to finish on me.

I will kneel in the middle of the floor, and everyone can shoot their fat, juicy loads all over me.

I’ll even lick myself clean afterwards!

Do you think you can find a bunch of fat cocks to fuck me?

 

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Snuff Sex is The Best Conjuring Dark Depths of Desire

It was another Snuff sex scene, that started brutal. 
Suddenly the door creaks open. A hand clamps around my throat from behind, fingers digging deep and choking off my air until stars explode behind my eyes. Yet he squeezes harder, then abruptly releases. Leaving me gasping, dizzy, and my cunt pulsing with fresh need.
Next he shoves me forward. I drop hard to my knees on the icy concrete. Where he approaches me and sizes up my torn whore body.
When he finally stops in front of me, he yanks my head back by the hair.
“Look at me,” he growls. I lift my gaze and meet cold, empty hunger staring back.
Without warning he slaps me viciously across the face, then again on the other side. Tears blur my vision as he tightens his grip until my scalp screams.
“Tell me you want me to hurt you.”
“I want you to hurt me,” I choke out, voice raw and trembling.
This makes him chuckle cruelly, then drives his knee into my gut. As the air blasts from my lungs, I collapse. Immediately he grabs my ankles and drags me across jagged concrete that shreds my skin raw.

Snuff Sex is Raw and Without Any Sympathy

Once he reaches the center, he rolls me onto my back, unbuckles his belt, and wraps it around his fist. Leather cracks across my tits. I scream.
Then he strikes over and over,  welts rising fast, breasts bouncing with every brutal lash while my nipples harden in agony. After he tosses the belt aside, he unzips, and pulls out his thickening cock. Then he straddles my chest, and rams it between my lips.
As he fucks my face mercilessly, his hands pinning my skull down. All while driving so deep I gag violently, tears streaming, spit bubbling down my chin. Finally he pulls back just enough for a ragged breath, then slams in again, choking me until panic floods my veins.
Abruptly he withdraws, flips me onto my stomach, yanks my hips up, spits on my ass, and plunges in dry. The searing burn rips through me. I scream into the floor as he pounds without mercy, using my hair like reins to slam even harder, cock stretching my ass hole raw.
Suddenly he pulls out, flips me again, and draws a knife. Now the blade traces my thigh, slicing a thin red line.

 Fear and thrill collide in my clit, This is the making of Snuff Porn

“Are you ready to die, Geneva?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Use me. Kill me.”
Then he smiles cruelly, drags the knife across my throat—shallow, just enough to bleed and fake death. Consequently, warmth spills across my skin.
With conviction, my body convulses in a shattering orgasm, cunt clenching hard, squirting scorching jets across my thighs’.
Nevertheless he watches coldly, I shudder through it, he wipes the blade on my leg, and stands.
“You’re not dying today,” he says, zipping up. and continues : “There’s more fun left in your whore body”.
Next he hauls me up, drags me to a stained mattress, and dumps ice-cold bleach-water over me.
Violently shivering I am left confused. At this point he turns on the camera. The red light blinks to life.
“For posterity,” he says. “So everyone remembers what a worthless slut you are”.
Naturally he slams into my dripping cunt, and pounds me brutally. All while the lens captures every gasp, every tear, every drop of blood and cum.
Now I stare into the camera—broken, bleeding, alive in the filth—and feel completely whole.
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Accomplice Phone Sex Pays My Bills

accomplice phone sexI enjoy accomplice phone sex calls. But I think that might be because I just enjoy being the accomplice in my personal life too. I learned quickly in this seedy underworld of snuff that crime pays. And as the accomplice, the focus goes to someone else, not me.

I met Hank last night at a bar. We enjoyed some beers and discussed the possibility of working together. I felt I must work with Hank. Hank used to be an associate of my former master. The one I bought my freedom from one young girl at a time. Anytime my former master sends me a client, I feel obliged to take the job. Although I do get paid from his associates, it’s always in the back of my head that if I don’t take the job and do it right, I might end up dead.

And I know how to survive. I’m scrappy. Been on my own since my schoolgirl days. Hank and I talked over beer. He wants to make a series of teen rape porn movies. Not for him, but for one of his clients who needs to remain anonymous to me. Personally, I don’t care who wants the movies if I get paid. This will be a lucrative gig for me. Five different videos with girls of different ages and ethnicities. But all young.

Being a Professional Accomplice Earns Me a Great Living

I accepted the job because he offered me $50,000 per video I help him make. That’s $250,000. That can seriously help with my debt and my bills. This will be a challenging gig. I need to find five different girls. And all young and likely never without adult supervision. Luckily, I do not need to kidnap them all at once. One little whore at a time.

He came to the right girl. It’s much easier to lure young girls away as a woman. The stranger danger does not seem to be as present in young girls for women as it does for men. I think that’s because the media and family constantly sell the notion that it’s dirty old white men who like young girls. And although that is mostly true, behind every good P man is a woman like me. Hank paid me a deposit. And he told me he did not need to know the details if I delivered a girl a month to a warehouse downtown.

After our conversation and my generous advance, I went looking. Honestly, with the temps below freezing I did not think I’d find too many girls playing outside. Plus, it gets dark so early now that you rarely see anybody that young out by themselves after 6 PM. But I found some young girl riding her bicycle up and down the street. So, I accidentally on purpose clipped her back wheel driving past her to give me an excuse to take her home.

Young Girls Never Fear Mature Women

She snuck out of the house because she could not sleep and decided to ride her bike up and down the street. She looked the right age and fit the description of one of the girls Hank wanted me to procure for his client. So, I told this girl I’d take her back to my place to bandage up her knee and hammer out the dent I put in her fender on her back wheel. Putty in my hands.

Now she’s in a cage in my basement like an animal. I’m just waiting two days to bring her to the location and collect the rest of my first $250,000 fee. One girl fell into my hands, way too easily. So, I doubt the rest of the girls I acquire for these ass rape porn movies will go as smoothly.

But I am a seasoned accomplice. As a former slave, I watched, observed and learned how to survive in this world. And I also know how to remain undetected and under the radar. No doubt Hank will be impressed with my first girl. Too bad for her she will never see her family or friends again. But does the world really need any more brats.

Mommy dearest pimped my pussy to my evil brother

I come from a dark past hence why I love getting tortured by a master or even you. I have one hell of a brother that used my tight little canal as his punching bag. Used and abused every night while our parents slept, he crept into my room. Choking me, fucking me, whatever he needed to do to take out all that rage and anger he held inside.  I was his incestual livestock, a young whore he treated like an animals. I didn’t ever expect to see this asshole again but my master had different plans. His giraffe cock was the biggest cock I’d ever had, stretched my tight twat to what it is today!

Big bad mean brother comes back into town just to torture and torment me…

He still  carries his old brown leather belt the one he whipped me with when we were little ones. He tied me down, and guzzled my throat. His normal evil sick position he prefers to fuck me in. Still and will always be up to his old dirty tricks. His evil ways and the eyes he glares at me while he twists up my tight little twat. My mommy would watch back in the day. Making sure I was slaving away, even would help him tie me up. She was always as sick as the men she made me fuck.

Domination at it’s best, I grew to love being someone’s property

Mommy would guide him to slam my knees to my chin and spread me out as far as my little legs would go. Using every one of my fuck holes. Bleeding and creaming, I can’t even remember which family member popped my swollen cherry. Brother’s big dick was always ravaging and sharp. Tearing up my insides and then my family watching me bleed out. I began to love this type of sex which why I’m my master perfect pretty prize. My master loves tag teaming with my evil brother. Holding me down as an evil team, making me swallow cum, spit whatever they wanted. I crave humiliation, cum tell me how you’ll do me wrong…

Sex with Dead Bodies Layla Plays Dead for Her Twisted Crush

Sex with Dead Bodies

I held my breath, the cotton sheets cool against my skin, as the floorboards groaned under a weight that shouldn’t be there. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird, but I forced my limbs to stay heavy, limbs turned to lead by the sheer thrill of his presence. The thought of Sex with Dead Bodies is a macabre chill that usually stays in the dark, but here, in the silence of my room, he wanted me to embody that haunting stillness.

He didn’t say a word as he reached the side of my bed. I knew he was here… the shadow I’ve felt following me for months, the one I’ve secretly craved from the safety of my window. He leaned over me, his breath smelling of winter air and something sharp, something dangerous. His fingers, calloused and cold, traced the line of my jaw, and I fought every instinct to shiver. I had to be his porcelain doll. I had to be vacant.

“Don’t move, Layla,” he whispered while fingering my wet pussy, with his voice a low, jagged rasp that sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. “Just stay like that. Cold. Quiet. Mine.”

I felt his eyes roaming over my breast, heavy with a twisted sort of devotion that felt more romantic than any flowers or candy. This was raw. This was real. He wasn’t looking for a conversation; he wanted the aesthetic of my surrender.  I kept my eyes closed tight, my lashes fluttering just enough to show him I was struggling to obey, which only seemed to make his breathing go shallow and quick. 

He didn’t touch me roughly. Instead, he tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear with a tenderness that made my stomach flip. It was a beautiful, fucked up contradiction… the man who broke in just to watch life fade from my expression. I felt his hand rest over my heart, waiting for the rhythm to slow, demanding that I sink deeper into the role of his silent, lifeless muse. 

The air in the room felt thick, charged with a magnetic tension that made me want to arch my back and scream his name, yet the pleasure of his gaze kept me pinned. I was addicted to the way he worshipped my stillness, the way he hovered over me like I was a treasure he’d stolen from a grave. I lay there, his perfect, obedient girl, drifting in the intoxicating space between fear and absolute ecstasy, hoping he’d never leave.

Snuff phone sex with a blood thirsty slut

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Come on evil Daddy, I’m ready for some wild and freaky, snuff phone sex fun!

If you’re half as evil as I am then I need to hear every detail of your most fucked up fantasies.

I rub my cunt and make myself cum to some of the most fucked up things imaginable.

I’m a blood thirsty whore and I want our call to be as graphic and nasty as possible.

Bones snapping, bitches screaming and blood gushing are a few of the things that get me excited.

I know you have a victim in mind that we can use and abuse.

A daughter, niece or maybe a neighbor bitch would be perfect.

You tie her up and we can torture her together.

Take your belt off and whip that bitch with it while I throat your fat dick.

The more she screams the more sloppy I’ll slob all over your meatstick.

Use the bat next and bash her face in.

Next, force your dick into her raw and fuck her so hard that you rip her open.

While you’re tearing her into one big, gaping cum hole, I’ll be strapping up with my dildo wrapped in barbed wire.

You can fuck my hot, slut pussy and pound me into her.

I’m going to rip through her worthless cunt and make that bitch scream.

Slide your blade across her throat and bleed her out while you’re fucking me into her.

When she goes limp, you can keep pounding my dripping pussy.

We’ll fuck on top of that bitch until she bleeds all the way out and goes all cold.

Just like all of my past victims, I’ll toss her into my Daddy’s incinerator.

She’ll get burned up with the trash from his job sites and no one will ever find a trace of her.

Sound like a good time?

Good, because I’m rubbing my pussy and waiting to build on this plan…

Whoops, I meant to say that I’m waiting to explore this “fantasy” with you.

 

Evil Phone Sex And The Hairless Pussy

Evil phone sex such a taboo turn on, the best sex is with a young one that you can train to do exactly what you say, mold to be a submissive sex slave, or a kinky little panty wearing sissy boy. I often wonder how much cock can a molested cunt take before it is stretched out and gaping. Evil phone sex

Today is the day I will test a plump hairless pussy out, really push it to the limits, then once it’s all stretched out and loose, I will present her innocent little body to my Master for a birthday present. 

Of course, I will clean her up first so she seems pure, yet she will be ready to be fucked like a two-dollar whore. 

Guide his thick dick in every hole, keep her short and stumpy legs wide open, pussy lips even wider, watching Master fill my victims snatch with jizz, dumping several loads before we plan how to end her short-lived life. 

The more blood the better in my opinion, Master likes it neat and clean, this time we will drown the tramp in the bath, as he holds her head under the water I watch from the door with a vibrator on my clit, juices flowing down my thigh. 

Gangbang Rape Porn is the Best Money a Junkie Whore Can Make

gangbang rape pornI know a thing or two about gangbang rape porn. Back in the day, I starred in a few. A young runaway who never finished high school didn’t have a lot of options for making money. But girls can always make money off their bodies. You don’t even need to be that hot. Men pay for sex. But the rough sex pays the best.

Recently, I met a young girl that came into the club begging for a dancing position. But I could see obvious tracks on both arms, and we can’t hire that at the club. We want clean girls. Girls that look like the girl next door, not junkies. But I felt bad for this girl. I could see how desperate she looked for money. Likely because she needed a fix, but she wouldn’t tell me much.

I told her I could not hire her for the club, but I knew somebody who could help her make some quick cash, but it would be extreme. She wanted the details. I asked her if she’d be OK with things like ass rape porn, and simulated snuff flicks and she said yes. So, I took her to meet Derek. Derek never served as my master; however, he knew my master. Derek may be a sadistic bastard, but he’s a businessman too. He makes both private hardcore porn for folks, but he also makes regular underground hardcore porn for live streaming.

I Know Where a Junkie Whore Can Make a Quick Buck

I sent her to a man who would not kill her but might make her wish she was dead. But he pays more money for two hours of filming than she could earn at the club in two weeks. So, I went with her and made the introduction. Derek said he could use her if I gave him head first. I wanted to help this girl out, so I blew the bastard. This girl appeared to be a total hot mess and because she didn’t look quite as good as me, he would only do the video if I stayed and watched.

I knew in that moment he would be extremely rough on this young girl, but I wanted to help her. So, I did with Derek said. I took a seat and watched 35 men fuck this girl. At least Derek gave her a fix first. I watched her go from a state of panic to blissful ignorance with one shot of smack. Perhaps blissful ignorance is the state a young girl wants to be in during a violent gangbang.

Some Girls Who I Cannot Hire to Strip, I Sent to a Snuff Director

These men ravaged her. Gaped her pussy and her ass. Choked her and smacked her. One guy even carved his initials in her ass. I found that painful to watch. But she didn’t even flinch. So, he gave her a good shot. I felt bad watching. I wanted to help this girl, but I brought her to somebody who I knew would fuck the shit out of her and get her even more addicted.

But she needed fast money and she agreed. Derek paid her10 grand for a two hour long torturous gang bang film. And once the filming concluded, she’s still appeared in a state of blissful ignorance, enjoying her high. Good thing because when she realizes what happened to her, I think she will feel sore as fuck, and maybe even angry towards me. But 10 grand is more than she could earn at the club in a month. Not sure how long it will last a young junkie, but I helped her.

I know this stuff porn world all too well. A junkie whore might fare better than I did, but I persevered. And I got out and now I can help other young girls in desperate need of a quick buck.