Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Gator Bait

Snuff pornYou my Love, have a fantastic flare for the dramatic.  When you asked me if I wanted to go out on your airboat I was all for it.  I have always wanted to go on one.  You said you had to go and get some stuff for our adventure and to meet you back at your place later that day.  You left, and I left.  You texted me and told me that you were ready.  I made my way over.  When I stepped onto the boat I saw a camera, a camera pod and a couple of burlap bags that were wiggling around.

I asked you what was in the bags and you said, “Gator bait.”  I was sort of excited to see an Alligator in the wild, as I had never seen one. We pulled up to what I would call a ‘shack’.  It looked like shit, my excitement waned a bit.  You asked me if I had enjoyed the ride out, I said yes then asked what we were doing here.  You told me to go inside.

I walked in and there was a pretty nice bed in the shack, a sofa, lighting, a sound system, and what looked like a rack of different costumes.  I had no clue what the fuck was going on.  You brought in the camera, tri-pod, and the bags, that were still wiggling around like mad.  You smiled and asked me if I was ready.  I said, “Sure?”  You grinned, went over the bed and dumped out the first sack.  I thought you had chickens or some other sort of small animal in there, but certainly not the type of mammal that fell out of the bags.

I asked you were you got these, and you said that that was your secret.  I looked down at them.  They were small, rags stuffed into their mouths, then duct tape over that, chubby hands and chubby ankles tied tightly.  Their eyes filled with unshed tears.  They were looking up at me.  They were so scared they were trembling.  You came out and had a hood on and your ink was completely covered over.  You told me that you wanted me to work the camera, that the people who you work for needed new content.  You showed me what to do then walked around to the bed.

I made sure I had you in focus and you began.  The minute you ripped the duct tape off, and removed the rags, the screaming started and it didn’t stop until they were too damaged to make any loud noises.  Their breath was coming in shallow waves.  You came up behind me and pulled me outside.  You told me very quietly that I was to follow you with the camera.

I did as you said to do.  You took them outside, one by one you pierced through their abdomen with a huge hook, then you slapped one by one into the dark murky water.  Then you dangled them over the water, allowing their blood to drip down into the darkness  In no time at all a gator was jumping up to take the bait.  It was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen.  One by one you feed the Gator. 

After you were done you told me that the Gator came around ever since you started to come here because it knew it would get fed.  You asked me if I had a good time, I told you, “Hell yes!” We packed up everything, got on the boat and left. You told me that I had an open invitation to join you and help film anytime I wanted.  I plan on taking you up on your kind offer, not just once, but many times.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies w/ Sadistic Gray

Just follow me to the darkside little one… I have cookies and delicious cakes… Luring the young sweet prey into the hunting van is always so much fun, each one has their individual weakness and knowing what the sweet red headed youngster you have been stroking off to is weak for is the first notch in the puzzle. As a people watcher, in a very analytical way I might add, has made me understand the personality traits of the prey that I stalk. The victims I gather have to satisfy my sadistic needs first and then be able to appease some upper crust p-daddy cocks, after all they pay so good for that sweet young flesh. I love to torture and brutalize my little street rats that I gather up and clean up really good only to watch them get torn apart and fucked until their little bodies are stiff and blue.

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Daddy Paul

Evil phone sex Daddy Paul is a sadistic, evil, kinky, wonderful man I met about a year and a half ago. He wants me to help him turn his teenage daughter into masochist whore just like me. Lana had no idea what kind of night her daddy had planned for her when they pulled into my driveway. I let them into my house and I offered Lana ice tea with a splash of vodka and GHB. The first time I was ever beaten I was drugged out of my mind. And it worked I flipped right away and I haven’t been able to squirt my cunt juices without a good fucking beat down. I could see she was losing balance and starting to slur her words. I started to strip her clothes off of her and she was trying to fight back. I shut that shit right down. I backhanded her face and kicked her right in her teen cunny. She started to cry falling to the ground. I yelled at her to be a good bitch or she would get more. She looked to her daddy for some help but he was too busy stroking his one-eyed monster. I grabbed to leather straps and handed one to her daddy. And together we were whipping her body. She was squirming all over the floor trying to get away and sloppily begging us to stop. We ignored her and kept whipping her into the blood started to drip from her flesh. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her across the floor and down my basement step where I have my torture chambers. Paul scooped her up and threw her on the wooden table tying all four of her limbs securely. Spitting on her face and shoving his fist into her mouth getting it nice and wet. He moved his fist down to her cunny. Without mercy, he shoved that fist deep in her cunny. She was screaming like a bitch but I took care of that. I shoved my fist in her mouth. And started punching with my other fist in her temple into the bitch passed the fuck out. When she wakes up she will be a masochist.

Daddy’s worthless whore

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My whole life I’ve been my Daddy’s whore. Because of him, I’m addicted to pain and being used as a worthless cum dumpster. My only purpose in life is being his toy and hoping he doesn’t get tired of me and snuff me out. I try to keep him pleased so that he won’t hurt me too badly or get rid of me completely. Yesterday I got down on my knees and offered to suck his cock like a good little daughter whore. Instead, he grabbed me by the hair and bent me over a table and jammed his hard cock into my un-lubed ass. He tore through my tight rosebud with his big dick and fucked me bloody. I tried to scream, but that just made him fuck me harder. When he was done, my asshole was bloody and torn and my thighs were dripping with blood and cum.

Ready For You

I’m ready and waiting for you, Master. I’ve got everything shaved and clean, just like you like. I’ve been dreaming of being your little slut and being used by you. I want you to cut open my cunt all the way to my belly button. When you fuck me then, Your cock will be covered in blood and coming out of my stomach. I think your next slut can sit right there and you can fuck the both of us! I’m fine being your nasty whore in the middle. I don’t care if I don’t survive, you can use my cold corpse if you want to. I’d love to know my body was put to good use. Use me, Master. Make me your bloody slut. I’ll be your nasty fuck toy. Snuff porn

Road Trip

Torture phone sexWe were half way to Vegas when you nodded your head toward a car that had it’s hood up on the side of the road just up ahead.  I nodded back. We slowed down then pulled in behind the car.  Breaking down in the middle of the Mojave Desert in August wasn’t a pleasant experience for anyone.  You walked over to inspect the engine while I made my way to the driver’s side of the car.  She was in there, just staring straight ahead while gripping the steering wheel hard. I introduced myself and she said nothing, she was just gripping the steering wheel harder and harder.  She was sweating like mad.  Her shirt was soaked with sweat and her lips were dry. 

I walked over to my bike, took out a bottle of water from my bag then handed it to her.  Again, nothing.  What the fuck was wrong with this bitch? She finally looked at me and said, “You need to leave, I don’t need help from people like you.”  People like me??? I asked her, “What sort of ‘people’ do you think we are?”  She looked straight ahead again and said, “Bad.”  She wasn’t wrong, but I was actually trying to be nice!  Last time I do that.  I poured the water out next to her door, then tossed the empty bottle into her car.  I walked around the front of the car and told you what she said. You raised your eyebrow then laughed. 

You said, “Fuck her.” We both got on our bikes and took off.  You and I stopped at a little dive about two miles up the road.  Besides the three workers we were the only ones in there. We watched to see if anyone drove by from her direction but they didn’t.  You decided we needed to visit her again.  It was my turn to laugh.  We made our way back to her car.  She was slumped over her steering wheel.  I wasn’t sure if she was even alive.  It had been 119 degrees and she didn’t have any water.  We parked and you went to her window.  She wasn’t faring very well.  I grabbed some water, you opened her door, dragged her out into desert and laid her down.  I lifted her head up and poured water into her mouth.  After a bit she came around. 

Before it had been, “you are bad” now it was “thank you, thank you, thank you”  too late for that cunt.  She should of taken the help offered before.  You helped me put her into the back seat, she thought we were going to help her.  Not this time.  You climbed in on top of her, I smoked a cigarette by the trunk listening as your fists hit her face a few times.  She was screaming, but you were fucking her so neither you or I really cared.  After you were done you backed out of the back seat. 

You took her keys and opened the trunk, she had two gas cans in there.  Both you and I dumped all that wonderful smelling liquid over the car, and when you splashed some on her, she snapped out of the haze she was in.  The begging was getting on my fucking nerves.  You slammed the door shut, then tossed a match inside.  It took a moment but then we had the most amazing bon fire.  We stood there for a few minutes, the smell of burning flesh is horrible, but we wanted to watch. 

You put your arm around my waist and I laid my head on your shoulder.  It was truly romantic.  Finally her screaming stopped and we walked to our bikes, got on, and road away.  It was going to be the best road trip and mini vacation ever.

We killed them all

taboo phone sexA whole group of little whores came to our door trying to sell us cookies or some shit and it was just the perfect opportunity to kill several whores all at once. My friend and I invited them in and once that door closed they were fucked. They were all alone, no mommy there to supervise so it was almost too easy to kill them. We stripped them all naked and tied them up in so many different ways with all their tiny little fuck holes exposed and ready to be fucked. We took turns fucking them and each time I fucked a girl I put on a bigger strap on cock until finally I was using one that was two feet long, 8 inches thick and wrapped in razor wire, boy did they scream when they saw that! Their screams didn’t stop me tho, I fucked them all to death with it and now all we are worried about is what to do with all these bodies!

My Fantasy

My fantasy is to go out with a man that seems calm and pretty pg in the bed. We go out for dinner a movie and then back to his place. But once inside his home he becomes a mean nasty sadistic son of a bitch who just wants to fuck, torture, and kill me. But not quickly I want my torture and eventual death to be slow and painful. I want to be on the brink of death and brought back to life. My cunt will be squirting. I love the hardcore shit. I have fucked so many men I lost count years ago. But the very few men that have been pg in bed I found very fucking boring and couldn’t even fake an orgasm. If you can’t treat me like a worthless piece of a shit whore thanTorture sex I have no interest in you.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Fantasies

home invasion phone sexHome invasion phone sex calls get me wet. When I was 19, I was hooking on the streets to afford my slum studio. One night, I was sound asleep when a stranger broke into my place through an open window.  He attacked me in my bed. He wasn’t there to kill me or steal from me. He was there to force fuck me. I didn’t know him, but he knew me. I never knew who the man who force fucked me years ago was. I may never find out. But it was so violent, I needed medical attention afterwards. I was left bruised, battered and bleeding in my bed. I had no phone, so I could never call for help. It wasn’t until 4 days latter when a girl I hooked with came looking for me and found me. I was getting around a little, but I was covered head to toe in bruises and my ass was prolapsed. She took me to the ER and I stayed in the hospital for days. I had internal injuries. I knew something was wrong with me then. I fantasized about that violent stranger attacking me in my bed again. I got wet laying in a hospital bed romanticizing torture sex. Here I am today, over a decade later, a pain slut with a death wish because of one hot violent random home invasion.

Glued and Stapled Shut

accomplice phone sexI wanted nothing more to catch this bitch who owed me money. She eluded me for fucking days. A street walking whore who looked so sweet you could eat her up. I knew she was a pain slut the minute I laid eyes on her and she had wanted me to fuck her and slice her while her boyfriend watched. I did as commanded but she also said she wanted me to cut his dick off for her and make him a girl for her. Now if I don’t snuff them out I require medical help. I needed to have help and I did. I made a nice clean sharp cut as he was screaming for mercy and my doctor friend made it so he would be able to pee like a good little bitch. Now moss thing was using him in her sex plays for money and I haven’t been paid. I finally caught her in the bar bathroom she frequents. I demanded my money and she whimpered and said she didn’t have it. So I took my chloroform and knocked her out cold. I super glued and stapled her pussy lips shut. She wouldn’t be making money anytime soon. As she started to come around I had my burly black friend help this ‘Drunk” whore to my car. When we arrived at his house he paid me my money. He was going to love ripping her open and fucking her massacred pussy violently. Too bad I couldnt stay to watch but he promised to upload it to his underground snuff site for me.