Do you like torture phone sex? Some men enjoy making me do things to hurt myself. Although I can never hurt myself as good as you could hurt me, I can do some damage to my hot body; especially if I am super high or drunk. I am a pain slut. I need pain to cum or at least to cum hard. I can use any variety of items on myself for your pleasure. I have industrial size vibrators that can overstimulate my pussy to pain. I have large dildos that will gape my pussy and ass. I have nipple clamps, even the kind with a chain to attach to my clit for extra pain. I have ropes to bind my big fake tits. I have needles and hat pins, even large safety pins used on cloth diapers that can pierce my flesh. I have wooden paddles and belts to spank my flesh, although spanking my own ass is challenging. I have handcuffs. Ice cubes and a variety of kitchen utensils can cause more pain than you would image. I have ball gags in case my voice annoys the fuck out of you. I have beer bottles to fuck myself with for you. I can even burn my flesh with cigars or cigarettes. I enjoy crying and hurting myself for a caller’s pleasure. I just wish I could hurt myself like you could.
Category: Roleplay phone sex
Torture Phone Sex
Our BBQ was a hit.
We all sat down to celebrate with my accomplice phone sex meal. Of course, only you and I knew exactly was in those pulled pork sandwiches that everyone was chowing down on. We exchanged sly grins as the juices dripped from their chins. It made my pussy wet, knowing all of the effort we had put in was paying off. I laughed when someone complimented you on your delicious spicy sauce. Have another slice of ass, I wanted to say.
If only they had experienced our kidnapping of a fresh and perky young girl. This one was hand picked by you. I just made sure she came home with us. The poor little one begged for life and pleaded with you that she was a virgin, so please don’t rape her. Turns out that the only injection she got was with the cajun baster. I sunk that needle in deep to fill her with aromatic herbs in oil. Of course you added your own “secret sauce” to the mix.
Soon her beautiful carcass was slow roasting on the smoker. I’m sure the smoke quickened her demise. She screamed a few times as her fat dripped into the fire, making it flare up. Good thing we purge them before we cook them.
Mmmmmm, finger licking, cock slapping good. Care to join us?
Taboo Phone Sex Slut Gets Assaulted in the Bathroom
Taboo phone sex is all I know. I was at the mall, minding my own business for once. I was not even high or looking to score. I was picking up a few things for an upcoming beach vacation with my family. These young boys were checking me out. They clearly had MILF fever. I flirted with them. I am not shy when it comes to young cock. I cock teased them shaking my ass and bending over frequently. When one of the boys made me an indecent proposal, I rebuffed him. I was on a time schedule, but enjoyed the attention. One of his friends got aggressive and shoved me into a family bathroom as I was attempting to walk away. His friends followed. Once we were all in the small bathroom, the boys pulled out their cocks and forced me to blow them. They pulled my hair, smacked my face, spit on me and called me names as they skull fucked me. They laughed as they pissed down my throat. They were high school boys treating me like a dirty whore. I was on the floor of a mall bathroom being skull fucked and humiliated by teen boys. It got worse. When I pleaded to go because my family was waiting for me, they shoved my face in the toilet and sodomized me with the mop handle of a dirty mop resting in the corner of the bathroom. They laughed and cheered one another on as they took turns sodomizing my ass and pushing my face in the toilet. When they were done, they made me clean my shit and blood off the mop handle. They hurled some more humiliating things to me, spit on me in unison and laughed as they left me on the floor of a mall bathroom. I didn’t know high school boys could be so mean.
I am so stupid
I am such a stupid little slut and I do not know why my master even lets me out to pee sometimes. I feel like I should not be aloud to cum or breathe without his permission. I was such a bad girl, my master told me to put my ass in the air so he could give me my daily spanking, and I was such a bad girl. I asked hum if I could have his huge cock afterwards.
I know better. I am not allowed to ask anything or even blink without his permission and I was way to bold asking for his cock. I need to be punished. Master said he is going to put his shoe up my ass and that he will break my back by stepping on my spine until I beg for forgiveness. I do not know what I was thinking. I will have deserved everything that master gives me. I just hope I can earn his cock back because I love it so.
Blasphemy phone sex
I decided to take a religion class; I had taken them as a teen and forgot a great deal about it. Really, what teen is that into paying attention to religion, usually, you are just a raging ball of hard-ons and hormones. So anyway I was in this religion class and excused myself to go to the bathroom. The priest told me where it was but I got lost along the four thousand hallways of this church. So I just started opening doors. It never occurred to me that some of these doors might be the residence of the rectory’s nuns. I cracked open a door without knocking, and there were two nuns topless and enjoying each other’s touch. I have to say my pussy got instantly wet. The only sexual outlet for these nuns is one another. When I made my presence known they both shrieked a bit and quickly covered up. I stepped into their room and said it was ok, I just wanted to help.
They both were pretty leery which is understandable. I made my way over to them and started to help them both get out of their habits and be able to explore their naked bodies. I said that it would be a good idea to lock the door, but there were no locks on the doors … it creates barriers to other souls or some junk.
Come back next time to find out if they squirt are a first timer and where I smudged some cum near the priest’s pulpit.
Drown a cheating whore
Sometimes a mouthy cheating whore needs some suffocation phone sex to shut that trashy, cum slurping mouth. You called and told me about your cheating slut girlfriend who broke your heart. I may be evil and warped but I aint no fucking cheater.
I got all dressed up and headed out to the club where she hung out. She had her ass and tits hanging out, rubbing on every cock on the dance floor. I decided to be her new BFF. I ground my pussy against hers and squeezed her tits, She followed me home for the promise of some drugs and my BF for a threesome.
You were waiting for us. She didn’t notice because she was so excited about the big bubble bath you had waiting for us. As soon as we were in it, making out, you came up behind us and dunked her head. I laughed as she gagged up water. You dragged her out of the tub and knocked her back on the bed. I dived on top of her, punching her in the mouth.
I laughed at the fear in her eyes as you pulled the bag over her head. Her first scream used half of the oxygen. The bag sucked against her open mouth as you jerked your cock. I laughed and laughed as your cum splattered against the bag as she took her last breath.
Crazy ex and Cavity search
My ex-boyfriend was a crazy man, and I remember it well. There was one time where I had just walked in the door and he stopped me dead in my tracks. He instructed me to strip because he wanted to inspect every piece of me to make sure I didn’t have the smell or fluids of any other person on my body. He started by spinning me around and looking at my body inspecting my ass, tits and everywhere visible, he then bent me over and spread my ass cheeks while he did a thorough cavity search of my asshole.
I was then told to lie down and he spread my legs while he checked my pussy getting fingers and eventually his whole fist in there, as I begged him to stop trying to reassure him, I was not a cheater, he slapped me and told me to shut the fuck up. After he was done inspecting me, his cock was nice and hard and he bent me over our bed and grabbed my neck, he rammed his hard cock into me pounding while choking my neck and squeezing his grip as he whispered to me, your mine bitch, remember that!
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Are You Man Enough to Take What’s Yours?
Rape phone sex fantasies? Every guy harbors a few, especially for a particular women: an ex girlfriend or wife, daughter, sister, a girl who rejected him, the boss, even a former teacher. Face it, women are cock teasing bitches. We love strutting around in revealing clothes and calling you a pig when you eyeball us. We enjoy getting hot and heavy with you then right as you are ready for penetration, we change our mind. I got what was coming to me the other day according to Paul. He is this guy I met at the gym. We got hot and heavy once at my place one day a few months ago. I saw how small his package was and said I changed my mind. He was a big burly guy who takes steroids and it shrunk his junk. That was my guess. I thought he was cool with the blue balls, or as cool as you can be. Apparently, he was not cool with what I did by a longshot. He waited and plotted for months to get his revenge. I was coming out of the gym late one night and there he was waiting for me. He seemed cool. Offered to walk me to my car because there was a serial attacker on the loose. Little did I know that serial attacker was him. When we got to my car, he hit me over the head with something. I woke up bound to some contraption in an unnatural position. My ass and pussy were exposed wide and he was fucking and fisting me. “No one denies me, whore,” he yelled as he forced fucked me. He sodomized me mostly. I wanted to laugh at his tiny cock. He wasn’t really hurting me, but he was clearly in some steroid induced rage. I was afraid he would kill me. I acted like I loved his small dick and how he should have done this to me months ago. He spared my life, but now I am his sex slave. Would you have spared my life if I cock teased you? Are you man enough to take what is yours like Paul?
It’s Just a Shower!
He was hot, and he had invited me back to his house to get cleaned up and have some food before he sent me on my way again. He seemed decent, well-dressed, nice car, you know the type.
He showed me to what I guess was a guest bathroom and brought me a towel, wash cloth, soap, and shampoo. I adjusted the water and got it just where I like it, then got in and started washing up. The shower wand was amazing, and in almost no time, I was fantasizing about him while I used it to massage my clit. My fingers slid into my cunt from behind as I sprayed all up and over my clit, enjoying the sensations, and driving myself mad while thinking of him. It was not long after I got down on my knees and was really getting into it that he walked back in and cleared his throat. I was embarrassed, and I immediately moved to stop what I was doing, but he was on me in a flash. He told me he’d watched the entire thing from the camera he had installed, and that he was very disappointed I’d take advantage of his generosity to commit sin. He told me I needed to be cleansed, and then pinned me down with his entire body. He held my arms tight to my body with his legs wrapped around me, and held the wand over my nose and mouth. I couldn’t take a breath without inhaling water and choking. He prayed as slowly drowned me in his shower, and that was the last thing I heard.
Ready for the fourth of July picnic
Me And Rick are ready and waiting for the big 4th of July picnic. We have a special surprise for the guests this year. Some succulent smoked venison and our own farm raised fresh ground burger. Oh, these burgers will just melt in your mouth. And don’t forget the girl kabobs. They just ooze off the skewer. Of course, we don’t share our recipes or tell the guests where we really get our Blue Ribbon Meats.
We start out planning weeks in advance. We head out nightly looking for the perfect specimens for the cook-out. Tender young teens are our favorite. They are easy pickings. An offer of a drink or a joint and they jump in the car with me, wanting to be cool chicks. What they are really gonna be is hot chicks. Like golden brown and extra crispy. Our special blend of spices is what really seals the juices in. You’ll say our BBQ is finger sucking good and beg for more.
Hey, Rick, I think we may need a few more to feed this hoarde. I love our secret and I giggle every time I see one of our guests sucking on a bone. If they only knew what it really was. Then maybe they’d understand what fuels our gourmet desires. Let’s get together for dinner soon.












