I was so excited about being asked to a frat party by some of the most handsome guys on campus I wasn’t prepared for what would happen next. I was here on scholarship from the UK as one of the best cheerleaders in the world. It was a representation that got old pretty fast and made it hard to make friends. So when I was invited I was more than excited to go. I couldn’t wait to call my parents and tell them not to send a plane ticket to get home. Putting on my favorite skirt and blouse set I was ready to go and have a good time. I wanted to really have a good time on campus for once.
Grabbing my hand we stepped out into the cool night air it was chilly so he offered me his jacket and I took it and wrapped it around my shoulders. Walking at night on campus we had been told never to walk alone and you know the old speeches they normally give. Getting to his car and climbing in, I strapped on my seat belt and glanced over at my date, we never saw it coming as five people rushed down the hill to the car. I didn’t know or see them around campus before. Shattering the glass and throwing my date to the ground, I felt the tear of his pants as one of them used the glass to tear his flesh and shove it up his ass. Pulling by my hair out of the car, I was hit and hit again with the glass and stripped out of my clothes .I felt the glass cut through my flesh and the ripping of my clothes that were now shreds on the ground. Looking up I saw more people couldn’t tell if they were boys or girls running down the hill. Pulling me to my feet I was carried to a car and thrown against the window so hard I am sure I broke the glass. Soon the darkness was on me and the games were just beginning…..
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
Frat to kill
Babysitting fun!
I was babysitting some new meat this week end. They were so fucking cute. To little virgin sisters who needed to be broke in and filmed! I set the whole thing up. Gave them a little drink to make them all wobbly. And set up my video recorder. I invited Tom over to take care of the girls. I love how hard he is on them! Ripping their clothes off. And slapping the little sluts around! The harder he fuck those whore the wetter I got! I am going to make a forute off these whores. And when Tom flipped them over and rammed his cock in their ass, I just about came all over myself! And when he pulled his cock out and made those sluts suck his cock clean, that was it! I started cuming HARD! Tom finished it up by making the whores his cum dumpsters! I loved it! Cant wait to “take care” of them again!
Kidnapping phone sex stories with Makayla
I would do anything for daddy.
His mood changes everyday.
If he ever found my notebook he would probably make me choke on it.
This week has been different tho.
Something is going on.
He hasn’t be down here, he hasn’t checked our chains.
The only thing he does is leave food at the top of the stairs.
That is all we have heard from him.
I am the one on the long chain.
It is my job to get the water, and the food and bring it to the others.
It is just me and two others, so we have a lot more food than normal.
I pulled the girls together and told them we needed to clean out home.
I bet that is why daddy hasn’t been down here, it smells like piss, blood and shit.
We have a toilet but it is really dirty.
I looked around and found some bleach, not some but a lot of bleach.
We didn’t have anything to scrub with so we used our clothes.
The bleach burned our cuts, and skin.
We started cleaning one day after daddy left for work.
He didn’t get home until very late.
He came running down the stairs.
He was shocked to see the entire basement cleaned.
He grabbed us, and started kissing us.
He stopped and said “this looks amazing my brats but did you ask permission?”
Daddy tied each of us up and punished us for doing something without his permission..
Always ask daddy.
Torture Phone Sex: Tentacle Rape Porn Fantasies with a Subby Whore
I’m a good torture phone sex whore. Callers ask me all the time if I am truly a submissive no taboos girl. Of course I am. I have to be. How I can I serve your sickest, most depraved and violent fantasies if I have limits? It is not my place to have any limits. I am here to be used for your pleasure, your amusement. One of my callers enjoys tentacle rape porn. The idea of some monster with at least 8 appendages to violate my pussy and ass gets me begging him to me hurt. In his fantasy, I am tied to his bed. He is a mad scientist type who has been creating the perfect monster to not only defile and violate women, but eviscerate them too.
After trying numerous creatures to fuck me to death, he finally creates the perfect one-an octopus type monster with 8 tentacles. Tentacles wrap around my arms and legs to restrain me. I can feel its suction cups tearing the skin off my body. The remaining tentacles enter my fuck holes. The tentacles are slimy, sharp and thick, as they pierce through my pussy and ass, I feel my insides being pulled out of me. A tentacle that entered my cunt comes out my mouth. I’m gagging, choking on my own blood. My Dr. Frankenstein is watching in excitement as his creation fucks the life out of me literally.
I’m held down my tentacles that are tearing the flesh off my bones. Being fucked by tentacles that are shredding my insides, piercing my internal organs, killing me with every thrust. I’m gagging on my own blood, laying in a pool of my internal organs. My evil scientist jacks his cock over my bloody, lifeless body, and once I am dead, fucks the gaping bloody hole where my pussy use to be.
I get off on whatever vile, twisted thing you want me to do or watch be done to me. I never say no, not even to gang rape tentacle fantasies. Bring me your monsters.
Castration Phone Sex: The Venus Penis Fly Trap
Have you heard of the expression, “A 100 ways to skin a cat?” Well, I like pussy too much for that, so for me it’s, “a 100 ways to castrate a chap.” Sure, being a twisted little butcher babe, I could give a chap fifty whacks. That’s too easy, too boring, too conventional. I have been experimenting with castration methods for years now. Tiny dick losers, asshats, perverts, deviants and annoying fuckers have long been saying goodbye to their junk at my hands.
I think my favorite method for removing worthless and improperly used appendages is my special creation: The Venus Penis Flay Trap. My first test subject of this method was Paul: a drunk trailer park daddy fond of diddling little tykes of both genders. If you can’t use it properly, you should not have it is my motto. I paid Paul a visit one day. Caught him red handed with his worthless pecker up some poor young school girl’s ass. I told him I was a disciple of God, and it was time to have a come to Jesus conversation about his man bits.
I had his little victim help me show him both the error of his naughty ways and his road to redemption. I pushed him to the ground, while she removed my special instrument and set it on the floor in front of him. I invited her to take a front row seat to what I like to call a little trailer park justice. I gave Paul an option. My knife could slice his throat, killing him instantly, or he could tea bag my Venus penis fly trap, remove his evil appendages on his own, thus saving his life and his soul. For whatever reason, Paul struggled with this choice. He took too long deciding if his balls were worth more than his life. Idiot. No life, what the fuck does it matter if you got balls or not?
His little victim became my accomplice in the time it took him to realize that life is more important than balls. She leaped off the couch were he violated her little ass, pushed him hard enough that his drunk ass fell onto my contraption. Bonus. Not only did it take his worthless balls, but his pecker too. All of his evil appendages snapped clear off. Suddenly his living room looked like a crime scene. Blood splatter everywhere, male parts tossed around like dirty clothes, and a drunk p daddy passed out, bleeding all over the shag carpet. My youngest little accomplice stood over his lifeless body, gave him a swift kick where his gonads use to be, then pissed on his bloody stump. If I ever were to have a daughter, I could do no better than this perfect angel.
Girl power was alive that day. Like me, she would be a victim no more. She has become my little castration accomplice. Some things in life are better shared with a friend.
My first time
My first time wasn’t planned out. I had no idea what I was doing. It didn’t feel wrong, it felt so right. I felt like I had done the world a great service. I guess to really tell you how I did it I should start from the begging.
It was after my first period. My mother was so excited, she told me now was my time to breed and make demon brats with her god. I didn’t want anything to do with her witch craft and demon worship. My mother set it all up. We went to the woods where she had a roaring fire. All of her followers where there. They danced naked around the fire.
The gave me wine that was mixed with some kind of drug that made me weak and see things. What I remember is hazy but I have little flash backs of all the men having their way with me. One by one they fucked me and came inside me. By the end of the night I was full of demon worshipers cum. They tied me up and had me hang upside down in a tree for 3 hours. They wanted to make sure it took.

A few months later I was starting to show. I didn’t want this thing inside of me. I grabbed a rusty old hanger and folded it up. I shoved it in my pussy. I ripped that thing out of me. I was in pain and sick for a few days. My mother told me it was apart of the torture I was yet to experience. What she did not know is that little demon was nailed to the work table in the basement. I cut it up into little pieces. It was such a good feeling knowing that the creature would never live. Since then I have had a want and thirst to cause pain to anything alive.
Blair’s Lesbian Gangbang Rape Porn
My son texted me to pick him up at school, so of course I went like a good mommy. When I walked into the gym where he was supposedly waiting, I did not yet know I would be the star of a gangbang rape porn. The cheerleading squad informed me that my son paid them good money to make me a part of their lesbian rape porn and resisting me was futile. I thought this was part of some early April Fool’s joke. Was I being punked? I looked around for my son, some sign this was a hoax. I laughed, sure it had to be a joke, and started to leave.
A girl grabbed me by my hair gruffly, slammed my face against the bleachers and said, “Whore, you leave when we say you can.” My nose was bleeding. I even bit my tongue. All the girls started smacking me, beating me into submission. Kicking me, calling me names, spitting on me, pulling my hair, they taunted me, made sure I knew that I was their bitch. If I wanted out of Satan’s School for Cheerleaders no more scathed than I already was, I knew I had to be a good little whore.
They pawed at me like I was a piece of raw meat and they were hungry animals. Ripped all my clothes off exposing my body. The harsh auditorium light nauseated me. Fingers were crammed in my cunt, my ass and even down my throat. Two girls shoved their fists up me simultaneously. I was being double fisted by teen cheerleaders who could be my own offspring they were so young. No lube, no warning, just dry fists up my tight holes. I could feel the head cunt cheerleader pulling my asshole out. My ass was prolapsed, bleeding, swollen just from their fists, when I was introduced to the biggest, thickest dildo I had ever encountered.
Before I had the pain of the dildo from hell up my ass, they each fucked me with a strap-on. Gangrape porn was being made with my ass as the star. Seven bitches violated my already tortured ass. I didn’t know lesbians could be so rough with another woman. My asshole was gaping open, blood was trickling down my taint. The site of my blood made them ravenous, and they took that huge dildo and rammed it up my asshole so hard, I swear it could have come out my mouth. My ass never hurt so much before. These cheerleader cunts shredded my ass; hurt me more than a gang of cocks ever had before.
After several hours of anal abuse at the hands of evil cheerleaders, my son showed up to get me. He did indeed sell me to these bitches to settle a drug debt he owed. Apparently even teen lesbian cheerleaders from hell enjoy a soccer mom’s ass for some gangbang rape porn. Can you hurt my ass worse than 7 evil cheerleaders?
You Got Me
You pulled the mask off my face and I couldn’t believe it was you. You of all people had me tied up? I trusted you. I had called you for help when that man was following me. It was you the whole time? That is crazy. How could I not have known? Why are you so angry? I never ignored you. Ouch! What the fuck is wrong with you?? Get away from me! I am sorry… please let me go.. you’re actually starting to scare me.

You grab my tit and squeeze so hard I scream. You are not the nice man I thought you were – you are the monster I have been terrified of for weeks. Your hands are all over my nearly naked body. I am tied up so I can’t get away from your rough fondling and the feel of your mouth and tongue on my neck, licking and kissing me. I am squirming and screaming, but that just seems to make your cock harder.

I continue to beg and try to bargain with you. But you tell me that I belong to you now and that you are going to fuck my tight pussy. I can tell you have been planning this for awhile. The ropes are perfectly tied, and I am wearing panties that I didn’t own this morning. Then I realize that since you removed the facemask, you don’t care that I see who you are. What does that mean? My heart races knowing that means you don’t give a fuck if I know.

You grab me harder and begin fingering my pussy. I try to kick you, but I am powerless against you and the ropes. I am a mouse caught in a trap. Helpless and scared – just the way you wanted me. Your cock is raging hard, and you spread my legs easily as you ram it deep inside me without any hesitation. It feels like you’re splitting me in two, and I can’t pull back. My pussy is on fire from tearing at the edges from you pounding my tiny cunt so hard. All I keep thinking of is that its you. The guy I trusted the most. I was wrong, and now you’re going to ravage my body. I can’t help but think… what about my life?
Broken
Being your fuckslave has been the best experience I have ever had. I know you have been using less and less drugs on me to keep me under control. The mindfuck you are laying on me is doing everything you planned. I am a filthy, worthless, dirty slut. I am nothing without a man like you. I cannot imagine ever having said that before being beaten down and taken by you. I used to think I was pretty, and now that seems a distant and ridiculous memory. Or was it all just a dream? I can’t even figure it out.

Laying on the dirt floor, tied to the pipes in your basement, all I think about is you. I used to get cold and weak, but now my pussy just throbs and I sweat all the time imagining your cruel hands and the pain they have inflicted on my body. The knives and needles puncturing my breasts, burning your superiority into my mind forever. You are the King and I am useless. Left here as your little fuckdoll. But there is no where else I want to be.
I see you coming towards me, my eyes trying to focus, and I see the point of your boot as you pull it back and then kick me right in the stomach. The pain makes me gag and cough, knocks the wind out of me. That’s when you grab me by the hair and make me look in your eyes. I try to focus, and then there you are. Those piercing eyes looking right through me. Nothing behind them. You tell me I am a piece of shit. I know you’re right. Then you unzip your jeans and shove your cock in my mouth. It tastes so good, and you have me so hungry, I just want to suck the sweet cum out of it. Please give it to me, my King.
Family Rape Porn Fantasy with Blair: Forced Son Gangbang
I thought my boys only had rape phone sex fantasies, like most horny men. Turns out they wanted to explore a family rape porn fantasy they have had for their mommy since they were little boys. I love my sons, but they are really hardcore and abusive in the bedroom. When my boys fuck they do a ton of cocaine, making them animalistic. Many a girlfriend has cried on my shoulder after my boys have essentially used her. I raised them better than that, but they love to make a bitch cry. Love to film themselves fucking and sharing a girl like she was a piece of meat.
They got in some trouble at a hotel; unable to pay their bill so they called their mommy for some cash. I agreed to go to this no tell motel against my better judgment. I was likely gonna find some poor girl dead or in a pool of vomit, piss, cum and blood. When I got there, the joke was on me. The bitch they planned on violating tonight was me, their own mother. I walked right into a trap. My oldest son slapped me so hard in the face for protesting that he knocked a tooth out. My other sons started grabbing me rather violently. My clothes were ripped from my body, my hair pulled, fingers and fists shoved up my pussy and ass, they even spit on me. I was screaming and begging for mercy. Trying to reason with them that this is not how you treat your mother. I knew they were animals in the bedroom, but up until now, they were animals to some stupid coed, never their mother.
One son gripped my throat so hard, I thought for sure he would crush my trachea. While I was gasping for air, they fisted my cunt and ass, putting two even three fists in me at once, all the while forcing me to suck their cocks. They not only shot loads of hot jizz down my throat but they pissed down my mouth too. The ultimate degradation. My boys were violating me in the worst way. And if that was not shameful enough, they were filming me. This was a far cry from the mother son porn Kay Parker did in the 80s. Despite having all dumped a load down my throat, they were still hard to torture my ass. They forced their cocks into every one of mommy’s holes. My ass and pussy were bloody and swollen like raw meat.
I was crying, pleading for mercy. I couldn’t believe they were forcing their own mother to be a dirty fuck toy. It’s like they forgot they came out of the pussy they were violating. Hours and hours of anal torture, being a human cum dump and toilet, even a breeding whore by the men I brought into this world. I felt abused, violated and humiliated. When their cocks were drained, they kicked me out of the hotel room, naked and bound. My sons are animals. The only reason they did not snuff me out is because they hoped they had bred me. Apparently pregnant porn is a big cash cow too. Not sure if I can handle another family fuck fest like this one.





















