You are going to punish my chocolate slave pussy for not listening to you. You told me not to cum and I ended up squirting right here all over your cock. I know I was not allowed to have an orgasm. I was supposed to take everything you gave me and not let myself go too far. I do like to be punished though, it is something that will make my nigger slave cunt squirt even harder. Maybe that is something I shouldn’t let you know. The thought of you taking your strong hands and placing them around my neck calling me a stupid nigger. I can barely breathe and the only thing that is keeping me from passing out is the feeling of your rock hard cock thrusting hard and deep into my black slave asshole. I can feel the blood dripping from my ass every time your cock comes out for a second. You quickly thrust yourself back inside of me, pushing up the blood with it. I know you like to use my blood as your personal lube. The room is starting to spin and it is going dark. You do not care, the only thing you care about is if I am being a good little nigger sex slave. I am sure you would love if I died right now as you were fucking me. If I wasn’t such a good nigger slut to you, you probably would have killed me by now and fucked my lifeless body.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Orgasm Into Punishment
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Most men and women do, but in this Me Too generation, no woman wants to admit it. I have been force fucked before. I never protest much because I am a submissive slut. My daddy told me when I was a little girl that I was put on this earth to take care of men’s needs. Nothing else. He told me I don’t deserve love. I only deserve cum. I knew he was right then, and I know he is right now many years later. I was out at a bar last night. I got blackout drunk. I guess I passed out in the alley way going to my car. I woke up with my arms pinned behind my back getting gang banged by drunk college boys. They were high fiving each other as they sodomized my dry ass. I started screaming because it hurt. I didn’t really know what was going on or how long I had been naked in the alley. They were young, but they knew a whore when they saw one. My ass was leaking blood and cum. They fisted me a few times too. They told me welcome to the party when they realized I was awake. They didn’t care what they did to me. They were just enjoying making an ass rape porn with a drunk dirty whore. Just like daddy and his friends so many years ago.
Forced fucked after labor
During our evil fantasy phone sex, you didn’t even care that I had just popped a rotten little brat out of my slutty cunt. You took me straight home from the hospital and had your way with me with no regard to how I was feeling. In fact, the nurses suggested that I stay in their care for a couple of days but that didn’t even phase you! You yanked those IVs out of my arm and threw me over your shoulder in my hospital gown & dragged me out at your own recognizance. The fact that my pussy just went through an intense physical experience and is basically handicapped at this point is not even something in your head that you think is a good enough excuse to not force fuck me. It hurts so bad but you don’t care one bit. I’m screaming and moaning & your cock only becomes more horny for my skanky mommy pussy. It’s freshly birthed and now freshly force fucked! Fill me up with cum and give me an infection, it’s like pouring salt into an open wound!
Missing His Black Pussy Sex Slave
He isn’t going to tell me but I know my master missed me. The way he talked about that other slave I could tell he now knows this chocolate pussy sex slave is everything he could have ever asked for. He called me down from my room and told me he wanted to talk to me. He told me he now understands he has it good with me. That I am above average when it comes to being the perfect sex slave. Now, not only does he want me to be his sex slave, he wants me to be his accomplice.
My master told me every other week we will train other sex slaves, the ones that are not making their masters happy. We will take them for a week and turn them into the best sex slaves they can be. I mean, these girls have no choice. They are slaves to their masters. I do not understand how someone could be bad at it. I know some girls have died from being horrible sex slaves to their masters. I guess some masters would rather not kill off their slaves. My master told me while I am an accomplice to his training operation I will not be a slave. He said the moment we are done, I better go back to being his black fuck slave or there will be punishments. Oh, if master only knew how much this black slave cunt throbbed every time I felt him abusing me for his pleasure. Calling me a nigger whore, telling me I do not deserve such a fine thick white cock, all while he is punishing my aching cunt and asshole. Master said we will get our first sex slave tomorrow. I am excited, yes I love being abused and tortured by my master but their is something about being able to do the same to a slave whore that has my clit pulsing with extasy. I will know for sure tomorrow.
Bondage Phone Sex Torture
It was a weird bondage phone sex session. H going to treat me like a nigger slave. Right then I knew I would likely die or wish I was dead. It was the later. He was pissed at something. It wasn’t me, but I was his escape goat. I am always his escape goat. That is why he strung me up from a tree in his back yard. I was completely bound, so I couldn’t move. He told me he was he keeps me around he says. He threw rocks at me. Just like I imagine lynchers did in the 40s and 50s. I was the strange fruit swaying on the poplar tree that Billie Holliday sung about. Only I am not black. I am, however, black and blue and purple with spots of red from rocks cutting my skin. He left me hanging for awhile after he ran out of stones. I was bleeding badly. I was battered even worse. I passed out, but he turned a hose on me, which woke me up. He cut me down and I fell with a thud. He pissed on my bruised and bloody body and laughed. With a smirk, he said, “Damn, Blair, that was fun.”
Slave Trade
My master traded me for another slave today. I was hurt to think he would want someone over me. I do everything and anything he wants. He is trading with one of his friends. The deal they set up was they switch us for two weeks. If they like the trade they will keep things the way they are, if not, I will go back to my master and everything will be back to normal. I know my master will take me back. I am the best black sex slave there is. Master will miss me once he realizes no other bitch slave will take what I can take. See, my secret weapon is I like the abuse. I like when master tears my tight nigger ass, leaving it to bleed all over his cock while he is fucking me hard in my wet nigger cunt. It is my little secret of course, but it doesn’t matter if it is a secret, it’s the fact that I can handle more in a day than what most of these pathetic sex slave bitches can handle in a week. I have not seen my temporary master in person yet. From what I hear he is younger than my master and stronger. Who knows maybe I will be the one who doesn’t want to go back.
Accomplice Phone Sex Surprise
As a submissive, accomplice phone sex goes with the territory. I started seeing a new man recently. Turns out he only picked me up because he thought I was a mommy. I’m old enough to be a mother, but I have never wanted to me one. When he found out I had no desire to get pregnant, nor did I have a little girl for him to fuck, he left. I was desperate to get him back. He is handsome, wealthy and not as mean as some of the other men I have dated. I got desperate. I knew he had no desire for my loose holes. I went to the park and lured a cute little blonde angel away. I drugged her, then put her in my car. I showed up at his house with a sweet young present. He was impressed with me for going the extra mile to win him back. It worked. I watched as he made his rape fantasies a reality with a super young girl. I was jealous he wasn’t fucking me, but I won him back. Sure, I sacrificed a young girl to win back my man, but she won’t find a better man to fuck. He will make her a ass rape porn star. That is of course if she survives.
Slice and dice me
Torture sex with me is a fantasy come true. You want to slice and dice me while you are fucking me. You see all the blood drip from my skin. The lesions alone turn you on. Watching me get hurt and seeing me scream bloody murder makes you want to fuck me harder. The more I beg, the more you want to be harder on me instead. I know that me being all black in blue in the morning will have you wanting to go for round two. As long as you are happy I am okay with whatever you want from me. I am your victim forever. I might as well accept my role in life from now on anyways. I can’t wait to make you proud.
Dying For Your Pleasure
Fuck my lifeless body. That is what my master likes to do and he is serious about it. My master is so serious he took me to an acting class to teach me how to correctly play dead. No movement, little to no breathing and definitely no sound shall come out of my fucking nigger mouth. This was not an easy thing to learn, trying to keep quiet while every inch of my master’s cock is pounding away at my bruised up nigger pussy. With daily practice and a lot of beatings from my master, I was finally able to keep quiet while he fucked me senseless. I do not mind playing dead for my master, this type of sex is the only time he is not leaving me bruised up. The only thing I do not like about it is when my Master tells me not to move after he shoots a load as far as he can in my lifeless slut cunt. I am not allowed to move until Master comes back and fucks my dead creampie pussy one more time. He will usually come back for one more round later in the night but there have been times where he has not come back until the next day. Laying still not being able to move while I can feel my master’s cum oozing out of my nasty nigger cunt is something I do not think I will ever get used to. Oh well, if it’s what master wants, this black nigger whore will make sure it is what he gets.
I Need Domination Phone Sex Men
Domination phone sex is not what I want. It is what I need. I crave a strong man who sees me as a slave not a girlfriend. Because of my looks, many men see me as girlfriend material. When I meet a man who doesn’t become weak over my looks, I think I am in love. Dominant men make me wet. I want to be owned and used. When I met Edgar, I knew I met my match. He called me “Bitch,” from the get-go. I met him at my local bar. I don’t work there, but that didn’t stop him from telling me to get him a drink. When I brought back the wrong drink, he smacked me. When I spilled the right drink on try two, he bent me over the pool table and fucked me like an ass rape porn star. He made my ass his own. After he nutted in me first, he invited the other patrons to “fuck the dirty bar wrench.” No one there argued with him. They just pulled out their drunk dicks and gang banged me. Cock after cock rammed in my ass for hours. As guys came into the bar, Edgar told them the whore was on the house. They would fuck me before they would order their drinks. I have been seeing Edgar ever since. He loves to pimp me out to his friends as well as strangers.








