Category: Sadistic phone sex

Ass Rape Porn on Tinder

ass rape pornThis is the look on my face when I am getting an ass rape porn I did not sign up for. I am a little anal whore. I always have been, but some cocks are just too big for the ass.  I met Jeremy on Tinder. It was for sex. Maybe rough sex, a little partying, but nothing sadistic. He was a normal man. Married and horny. He was not like most of the men I know. Until he was just like all the rest. We were having polite conversation, getting to know each other when he slapped me. Hard too. My head snapped back. Then he was on top of me. He was not making love. He was not even fucking me. This was brutal rape phone sex fantasies come to life. He shoved his dick in my ass raw. That hurts. The ass always needs lube. He choked me as he forced his cock in and out of my asshole. He slapped my titties and pulled my hair. He kept slapping my face and punching my stomach. I thought I might vomit. It was clear he was not looking to hook up for the night. He just wanted the chance to beat up a bitch and force fuck her. He got that. He got that and more because he pissed on me and shared me with his friends too. About part way through the brutal ass fucking, he put his fist in my cunt. I let out a blood curdling scream in pain. I feared the neighbors would call the police. This guy ripped off his shirt and shoved it in my mouth like a ball gag. I was still screaming and reeling in the pain. And reeling in my stupidity. I think the definition of insanity is doing the same thing repeatedly and expecting different results. That is me. I keep getting on Tinder and excepting to meet a good guy.

Shit Showers Clean My Soul

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Fulfilling all of my sadistic fantasies builds up a bit of a barrier inside me, a weird wall that makes it hard for me to enjoy myself, so sometimes I need a palette cleansing.  How does a sick and twisted twat like me attack such a daunting task as wiping my corroded conscience clear?  I cover myself in all the gutter muck and shit I can find and cleanse my body in filth and funk.

It probably sounds counterproductive to you, but there’s something about sewage and squalor that makes me feel like, just maybe, everything is going to be okay.  The cool splatter of creamy clay and excreta as it hits my skin is exhilarating!  The slimy feel of the sludge slowly sliding off of my flesh is better than the most expensive rub down at a day spa.

When the pungent aroma hits my nostrils, it makes my eyes roll back in my head in pure ecstasy every time.  You haven’t lived until you’ve inhaled the combined stench of who knows how many people’s foulness blended with the earthy musk of watery, slip-like mud.  When little bits of sticks and leaves get into the mix, the fragrant tang is pure perfection, nostalgia at its finest.  Reminds me of being young.

Of course I rinse myself but not until the thick caking of crud dries and hardens before flaking off of me in a myriad of jagged little shapes.  I like to run my nails all over myself, getting all the gunk built up in my nail beds so I can pick it all out, one finger at a time.  I find it to be extremely satisfying.

That’s pretty much it.  I might throw some piss into the mix during my rinse off but not always.  Just depends on how I’m feeling, like everything I do.  How else would you expect a psychotic sex succubus like me to clean her body and soul?  Relax in a fucking bath with a glass of wine surrounded by candles?  Yeah right, go fuck yourself and your polished pedestrian outlook on life.  Not every woman in the world is your dumbass mom or dipshit wife.

 

Torture Me

Torture SexMy master didn’t hold back on today’s patrons. It was a pair and their opening act was to spit roast me across a table covered in silverware. They teased me when I got poked, stabbed and prodded. They timed their thrusts perfectly in tandem so that when one cock slammed into my hungry womb my throat was pushed to the base of the other, and when the other gripped my hair hard enough to draw blood he rammed into my throat with enough force to push me back into his friend. There wasn’t a moment I could breathe, not a moment my stinging pussy wasn’t being destroyed for their needs. I could feel blood staining the tablecloth below, heedless of my wants or needs and that made me so wet and slick they had to fuck me harder to make it hurt! I begged master to give me a good one today and he rewarded me for my earnest begging with the best duo I could ask for on short notice. The marks will scar my perfectly toned body, and I’m grateful. Perhaps Master will give me to them again if I ask nicely with my ruined lower lips?

 

 

Pain and Pleasure

Taboo Phone SexYour wife looks so hot tied up with her legs spread. you have hired me to take care of her, record her, fuck her and do whatever the hell I want while you watch in a corner or through the hidden camera. I had my ‘friend’ kidnap her on her way home from work just like you requested. She has been here for days. She is naked, crying, wet, and screaming for me while you jerk off your dirty, pervert cock in the dark corner, She has no idea that you are watching as I whip her pussy black and blue. I turn her over and spank her ass! You want me to leave sexy cuts all along with her black. I take my blade and begin ad the red, bloody cuts begin and you cum all over them.

Necrophilia Phone Sex Code Blue

Fucking the dead is what Necrophilia phone sex is all about, and it’s what I love. It’s great that my Mother is a Night Nurse and I will visit the Hospital late at night. Skeleton staff is the best staff. I roam the Halls and of the intensive care silently stalking for attractive men on life support. I play Night Nurse too. I love getting my hands on the syringes and all these different fluids. I have learned to inject a little air in the tubes of their IV’s and then climb on for a ride. That code blue alarm is a turn on while I am riding this man to his last beat of his heart. This is a high for me and feeling the guy die while inside me is what makes me cum hardest.

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Your Pain Is My Pleasure!

Sadistic Phone Sex

Being a dark twisted sadist slut is so much fucking fun! I can’t help but crave a good fucking with a bit of cock and ball torture to get me nice and wet. I love wearing my sexiest high heels and crushing balls under them. It makes my cunt wet to hear a hot guy cry out in pain as I step on his cock and make him beg for relief. The best foreplay for me is tying up a big pair of balls until they turn blue, completely cold and so easy to separate from the body. I am always tempted to castrate any hot stud I fuck and let them bleed out all over my bed, hearing them beg until they are cold and silent makes me feel like a slutty black widow spider who devours her mate after sex.

Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get wicked. I love to be tied up, but it is always a risk.  I mean some guys hate women so much, especially me, that I could end up dead one of these days. I know you are wondering why I would do it. Why would I put myself in a situation that could kill me or cause me bodily harm? I could tell you I am a pain slut. That would be a true statement. But that is not it. I am a coke whore. All the risky and stupid shit I do is because I either want coke or need money to get coke. It is clear by my pictures that I often pose for bondage shoots. I enjoy it. It is easy money to buy coke. Most of the ads I answer on Fet Life or other similar fetish sites are legitimate. Guys or studios just in need of fetish models. Occasionally, however, I am catfished. I am attracted to the money and my need for coke makes me ignore that gut feeling.

I arrived at the warehouse for my photo shoot and immediately felt off. Something was not right, but I was focused on the money and did not listen to my gut. There was bondage equipment in the room, but no cameras. I let the guy tie me up ignoring all the red flags that were there. He just wanted to tie a whore up for his gangbang rape porn fantasies. Soon, there were a bunch of men in the room. He paid these guys $20 to fuck me. Dirty men. Junkies and homeless men. Some of them smelled like that had not showered in over a year. I was force fucked for hours by the dregs of society. No condoms. No lube. It was humiliating and made me freak out about catching some disease. I never got paid either. I was so stupid. He tied me up for some sick pleasure. Now, I am even more desperate for money for coke.

Happy 420

snuff phone sex Happy 420 my pervert fuckers! It’s a great night to fire up your kush and have some snuff phone sex with me! How about we take a sweet young urchin and use her to pleasure your cock while you suck on your bong with me! Build an altar with me so we can cover her in your cum inside and out! Our victim won’t like you fucking her. I’ll probably have to sit on her lil’ mouth and smoothe their screams as your big fat daddy dick tears her virgin cunny apart! We will pass the blunt and laugh at her pain. And the higher we get the more insured we will be to get creative in her death! Lets inflict more pain than we ever have before! Destroying her tiny ass with my switch blade and your cock brings my teen whore pussy so much pleasure! I fist her hard and deep as you fire up the bong and stroke to me violating her ass! I want to feel the warmth of her blood dripping all over my wrist! Light it up so we can fuck her up!teen phone sex

Sadistic Phone Sex Needs are Met with Me

You are a proud and strong man and when you come across me in the bar, I am a flirtatious cunt. I will smile at you from afar and be very timid acting. I’m a total bimbo and have men buying me drinks and groping a feel on me. You decide to approach as I am heading out. I am rude and quick with you. This starts to really fuel your alpha male cockiness. You decide once outside of the bar to grab me by the arm. I am spitting at you, I find you lower than my league of men. You are like scum and I treat you that way. I go to knee you in the groin. Oh boy this is really about to get real.

You kneel over for a second and recover quickly, a dumb cunt like me isn’t going to get one over on you. You walk quickly behind me, and pick up a bottle from the street. Approaching me you whack me on the back of the head and causing me to stumble to the ground in my stiletto heels. I am knock unconscious and You grab me up. You break the window of the car right at the road near where you knock  me down. Reaching in and unlocking the back door you shove me inside. Getting in and high jacking the car you drive what seemed like eternity to a dark area of the city. You get in the back seat and just start violating my holes with no fucking care. The whole time you are fucking me you are strangling me with your huge sausage like fingers. I am fucked to a bloody pulp and left in this car in a dark side of town.

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Tortured Holes For Daddy

Taboo Phone SexI stay begging on my hands and knees for your forgiveness and mercy on my pussy! Tonight you have taken a turn on my ass hole and my screams have just made you harder and hard by every minute. The blood from my body makes that cock throb in my tight and tortured holes. I’m changed down to your concrete bed and I want to fight but I know it just results in letting your boy like their rape fantasies out on my holes. You shove a hot dildo inside of my ass hole that cauterized the bloody mess you have created inside of me. You jerked off in my blood from the slashes and new scars that you placed on my body. Please, Master! Can we stop tonight? No, please! You take another stab at me while letting in your son to fuck me until I pass out.