Taboo phone sex is the only phone sex in my opinion. I fuck my sons, so clearly I am not a vanilla woman. I do coke on a daily basis. I take anything up the ass. I have always been an anal whore as well as a submissive whore, so you never have to ask me if I have limits. Limits are for credit cards not fucking, phone fucking or real fucking. I enjoy getting off with a sick accomplice. Sure, sometimes I end up dead, snuffed out by a caller; but I usually cum really hard right before my lights go out because I am a sick twisted no limits bitch. Last night I did a call that actually made me puke. Not because it was so gross or violent, but because I was guzzling booze like the founder of AA. It was a forced intoxication call. I can party with the best of them. I will snort, smoke or shoot anything, but I am not a seasoned drinker. All I had in the house was Three Olives Coconut Vodka. It was a brand new bottle, but I had to chug it. I don’t believe in faking my partying. Honestly, it was at the end of my shift, he was my last call, I thought I would be okay. I knew I would get buzzed quick. I didn’t think I would projectile vomit all over my couch. When my caller heard me hurling, he made me lick it up. “A good whore cleans up her messes,” he seethed at me. I was high and drunk, so I did it. In hindsight I shouldn’t have done it. I mean how would he have really known, right? When I am fucked up, my submissive nature is undeniable. It is like I can’t say no. I woke up smelling like a frat house on a Saturday morning. Chunks of my own vomit in my red hair, head about ready to explode and late for my morning shift. But when you call a no taboos/no limits phone sex whore, you get what you ask for and more.
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
A No Taboo Phone Sex Experience
I Have No Control
Guys ask me all the time “Does your Daddy really beat you?” Some just don’t believe I let that happen…even though that’s exactly what they are calling for. I’ve got lots of stories about the way my Daddy tortures and abuses me…even though I am 18 now I will never move out. Daddy owns me, my body is his and my face is his punching bag. If I ever thought about trying to leave Daddy he would beat me unconscious and then we both know what Daddy would do to me. No no, I’ll just shutup and take my beatings and my fuckings like a good little whore. I am a stupid little rape fantasy victim, nothing more. I have no choice in what Daddy and his friends do to me, he even makes me want to enjoy it, but sometimes the pain can be unbearable. But that doesn’t matter remember… I have no control.
Snuff Porn: Enjoy Killing Me, then Enjoy Fucking My Dead Warm Corpse
I have been told I am the perfect snuff porn star. I don’t know how to take it. I think every submissive whore fantasizes about being killed at the hands of a strong dominant man, but in reality she doesn’t really want to die. I can’t control fate, however. If I am meant to die at your hands, then so be it. I went out for my morning jog . It was way too hot to be running later in the day. I took a new route through the park. Something hard hit me in the head. I kept running despite feeling dizzy. When blood started running down my face, I knew something bigger had hit me than I thought. I guess my adrenaline was pumping. I stopped, stumbled and passed out after seeing a shadowy figure. I awoke tied to a St. John’s cross with an industrial vibrator torturing my pussy. I started convulsing from the over stimulation. I begged for mercy. If he wanted to explore some rape fantasy he had, I assured him I wouldn’t fight back. “I’ll do anything, just please don’t hurt me,” I begged. “I’m not going to violate a diseased whore. I’m just going to bash your brains in,” he replied with an evil laugh. I pissed myself in fear. He sounded like Jack Nicholson in The Shinning-completely deranged. I knew he was serious when I saw the table of torture devices. Deadly items like saws, hammers, butcher knives and chainsaws. He started by ramming a sharp spike between both tits. I let out a blood curdling scream. My tits were spit roasted. He pierced my clit with a similar object. Blood was trickling down my body like I was a Vampire’s bitch. When I started to pass out from the pain, he punched me in the face. The cross I was affixed to spun around. He gave me a spin like an amusement park game as he threw knives at me. One hit me in the femoral artery. Blood gushed out of me. I felt cold, weak….as things went dark, I heard him say, he was going to enjoy my warm dead corpse.
How Dare You Cheat?
I have known for almost a month now that you cheated. You are my fucking accomplice, the other half of my black heart. We share a depth of evil and sadistic pleasure that people can’t even dream up in their darkest nightmares.
When I found out that you shared our love of blood letting with her I was livid. Revenge became the one nagging thought in my mind.
At first I thought I would get my revenge by making you watch me finish her. That would insure that you would never share what was ours with her again.
But the more I thought about it the more I realized that you would love that as much as I did and it would likely cause you to cheat again just for the pleasure of my revenge which would defeat the purpose.
After weeks of careful deliberation I have the perfect plan for revenge. And it will be served ice cold on a silver platter.
That bitch you cheated with will be a witness to your demise. And she will replace you as well, knowing what will happen if she is not a faithful servant thus insuring her loyalty.
Your end will consist of hours of cock and ball torture, agonizing, merciless, pain will be inflicted upon you. But your death will not come swiftly. Instead you will lay, bound, with your dick and balls the only thing accessible with leeches sucking the life blood from your body.
A slow and agonizing death I hope.
Snuff Sex Fun: Who Wants to Make Snuff Porn Flicks with Me?
It was a snuff sex kind of day for me. I woke up pissed and in the mood to make snuff porn flicks. Not the fake bullshit you see on the Internet, but the real deal. I packed up all my torture devices and headed to my favorite stomping ground: the local mall. Here is where I always find a bevy of beauties perfect for my next death production. Wall to wall little whores begging for attention. I just had to find the right one. I saw this little Asian girl who screamed “I ought to be in pictures.” When she wasn’t looking, I spiked her expensive fancy drink from Starbucks. When she started stumbling, I followed her into the bathroom, waited for her to pass out, then shoved her in my back pack. She was so tiny she folded up like a lawn chair. I walked out of the mall with a little Asian princess on my back, no one the wiser. I texted a friend who loves to torture little Asian broads to meet me at my cabin in the woods. I could hear his boner over the phone. He loves himself some slant eyed meat. She woke up tied to a pole, with Tom standing in front of her. “She is all yours. Today, I want to sit back and direct a snuff porn,” I informed him. He wasted no time. He fucked her eye. His big fat cock blinded the bitch. Popped her eye right out of its socket. She was screaming in pain. Blood was pouring out of her eye. The fun was just starting. The little gook bitch was tiny; he scrambled her brain fucking her in the eye like that. She started sounding all retarded. This was great film. When he came, his jizz mixed in with her blood for cinematic effect. He got hard again almost immediately. He fucked her ass while chocking her, which made the other eye pop out. He crushed her windpipe. She was a dad Jap princess. I got it all on film. It may just be my masterpiece unless you think we can do better?
Torture Sex For Worthless Taylor
What he tells me is true…all I am really good for is being fucked. I am a worthless piece of shit that doesn’t know how to do anything else. I am a stupid whore who deserves torture sex. Humiliation and degrading, toilet play and k9 play. All I deserve! I know I do, he tells me every time we are on the phone and his words haunt me. What am I worth? Nothing. I will literally do anything that is told of me. Sucking k9 cocks and slurping up shit and piss like a good whore…all I have left is torture sex. That can include but is not limited to having my ass fucked raw, and then my throat until I am almost puking all over that cock. I might be a whore but I can’t suck dick like a porn star…I WILL gag and choke on it if it is forced in my mouth and down my throat where it belongs. As long as I am getting it drilled into my head any kind of torture sex will do…but when I taste shit in my throat and am getting fucked in my ass I’ll know even more then what a real piece of work I am.
Beat me harder.
I deserved the beating. I cheated on him and he made me pay. I can’t seem to help it. Flirting when I’m high just makes me feel sooooo good. I love making men look at my huge tits even if it pisses my man off and I get punished. The last time, he warned me. He said that he would personally pull down my panties, take off his belt, and publicly flog me. He meant it too. What he doesn’t know is that pain and punishment make me cream. I mean, really gush. So every time he punches me in the mouth or pulls my hair, I have a mini orgasm. Beatings are personal. Love is BS. When a man beats me, I know he cares and that I deserve it. As the blows rained over my body, I got wetter and wetter. I felt the bloody welts form on my ass and across my thighs. I begged him for mercy and he did it harder. My body shuddered with pleasure. I know that as soon as this beating is over, I will snort more coke and flirt even more, hoping that one day I can really push him over the edge and face the ultimate reward. Being snuffed out with a wet throbbing pussy.
Skinned Alive
I could feel my heart beating faster as I pushed the door to the room opened.
Pale moon light touched her in a long line, revealing half of her face, sleeping peacefully, and leaving the other half in complete darkness making it unable to distinguish even the smallest feature.
This very moment planted the seed for the torture that she was about to endure. A torture that I had yet to decide until this very moment.
Reaching in my pocket I removed the handkerchief and the small bottle of chloroform that would soon cover her mouth. I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy begin to moisten as I removed the lid from the bottle and covered the cloth with the liquid.
Walking towards her bed I reached down covering her nose and mouth and felt myself cum as she opened her eyes in terror and inhaled twice before they fluttered closed again.
Before lifting her lifeless body I could not resist the urge to run my hands under her thin gown and over her body.
My knees were weak with the need to put my plan into action. The ride to my house seemed like it took forever. And waiting for her to regain consciences was agonizing.
Finally she opened her eyes to the sparkle of the light reflecting off my well sharpened blade. Using a sewing needle I sewed her eyes opened so that she had to watch everything.
Slowly lowering the blade to her face I began. Soon half of the skin on her face would be removed. Expertly peeled away leaving a staring eyeball surrounded by red flesh. Very similar to the way she looked when I first saw her.
Blood and Cum; My 2 favorite things
I love the feeling of a knife getting dragged across my body ; feeling helpless. When you drag my down the fucking stairs and let me hit every one on the way down. Before you even get a hold of me I am already bloody from the cement stairs. You threaten to knock me out but I beg, ” Please I wanna be conscious for this, I deserve to be here and feel the pain like the little pain slut I am”. With enjoyment you laughed and took a knife and stabbed into my left calf.
I could feel the wetness dripping out of my fucking cunt. I fell on my stomach and that is when you got on top of me and stabbed the knife right into my spine. I could feel my legs and lower half getting numb I think you paralyzed me. You said,” now you won’t be able to run away”. I was screaming in pain and blood started to surround my body on the floor, You grab my head and shove it into the cement floor with my blood on it making my teeth grind into the floor. Then you get in front of me with some pliers and yank each one of my teeth right out ! I just started to squirt all over the floor because the pain just was so intense. To punish me for squirting you just left me down there in my own blood and cum.
I got a new whore
I have a new piece of shit whore named Taylor downstairs…she’s locked in a cage where she belongs. I’ve brought a couple friends to fuck her while I help. It’s just going to be even more extreme than what this little slut would have ever imagined. I am going to drag her up those stairs, upside down so her face can hit each step, I want this bitch to hurt. Once she is up there on my couch she will be all chained up, we’ll even gag her to shut her up. She looks so scared and that makes my cunt fucking drip, I know she is about to be violated in so many ways. There is a guy forcing her on her hands and knees so he can get her ass and another can get her pussy. They attach nipple clamps so they can drag her where ever they want her to go. I am helping guide them all, getting off seeing her struggle and whine. I get turned on knowing her young holes are tight and have rarely taken so many cocks at once; and once we are finished with her and she is full of cum I’ll beat her ass until she is bloody and raw and knows that she’s my bitch for life.