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Women Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too

rape phone sex fantasiesMen aren’t the only ones with rape phone sex fantasies. I met some women Friday night who had the same dark desires as many of my callers. I was in a gay bar. I thought it would be a safe retreat for me from the brutality of men. No gay man is going to want to hurt me. It never crossed my mind that some lesbians might. I was talking with some lipstick lesbians at the bar. I did my man bashing, and they bought me drinks. They were nice. They were attentive. They listened to my man woes. I thought we bonded. That was far from the case. They were plotting anal torture sex at the bar. One of them slipped a mickie in my drink. The next thing I knew, I was naked on a floor with a huge dildo in my ass. The pretty lesbians were in a circle surrounding me. They were cackling like witches as they took turns sodomizing my ass to ruin. They were not using lube. This was not for my pleasure. It was for their entertainment. I was crying but that turned them on. As they shredded my asshole, they mocked me. They called me names and slut shamed me. Those lesbians treated me more brutally than most men. I can’t even find comfort from women. I am a worthless whore.

Gangbang Rape Porn: Friday Night is Not Date Night for Me

gangbang rape pornMost of my girlfriends were out on hot dates last night. Friday night is date night. It is gangbang rape porn night for me, however. My phone was blowing up from texts. My BFF was trying to get me to join her out at some club. Tony showed me the texts. I was tied up and couldn’t respond. He circled around me mocking the fact that I thought I was worthy of going out on date night. I was bound like a parcel package. I was naked and cold. He didn’t care. I soon discovered he was not alone. He had a group of men with him. They might as well have been a pack of wild animals. He let them pounce me. They shoved cocks and fists in any hole they could find. That included my asshole. I tried to rock myself into a different position. It was my way of trying to fight. That was a mistake. They started kicking me. Some spit on me. Others pissed on me. They were drunk and mean. They reminded me of my father. I never had friends as a schoolgirl. I could never go to school dances or out with friends because I was too busy getting force fucked by daddy’s drunk friends. While my besties were drinking fruity drinks and letting men spoil them, I was tied up, forcibly fucked and humiliated. I don’t deserve a night of fun. I am nothing more than an ass rape porn whore.

Raised for Knife Play Phone Sex and Murder

knife play phone sexI was born for knife play phone sex. I have had a passion for knives since I was a young girl. My great grandpa taught me how to hunt when I was still a schoolgirl. He would tell me about different serial killers and teach me how to use a knife for a fair fight. I remember he told me anyone can win a gun fight but to win with a knife means you have skill not luck. Great grandpa had dark desires. He took me on a hunting trip with some of his cronies when I was a young schoolgirl. Girls my age were still playing with Barbies. I soon discovered we were not hunting animals, well at least not the 4-legged kind. Great granddad and his friends hunted criminals who got away with their crimes. The dregs of society, usually who could get away with murder because of their money. On this trip they were hunting a man who had murdered his wife and two young daughters, so he could marry his new young girlfriend. He was a wealthy white man who got off because he could afford the best legal team. When great grandad told me about this rich fuck, I wanted to kill him myself. I did too. It was my first kill. One of my great granddad’s group members tricked him into hiding out in the mountains to avoid the media sensation.  The men in the group told me I could kill him though. It was my initiation into this vigilante snuff porn group. I used my knife. I was not nervous or scared. I just lacked the precision and skill I now possess. I stabbed him violently in the chest until he was choking on his own blood. It was messy and quick. But, a girl never forgets her first kill. I have that knife in a glass box, along with a vile of my victim’s blood like Dexter. I don’t kill with such lofty purpose as my great grandpa did, but I did inherit his love for murder.

Bitch had to go

taboo phone sexThis guy I know had a wife that was the biggest bitch in the fucking universe. The kind of bitch that was always busting his balls and trying to control him and because she had a huge inheritance he was reluctant to just divorce her. That’s where I came in, I broke into their house on a night when he was out of town working and snuffed that bitch. I was very cruel and sadistic about it too, I tied her to her bed while she was sleeping and forced fucked her cunt with a giant dildo. She was screaming so I stuffed a pair of panties down her throat to shut her up and ooopsie she kinda choked on them. She was barely alive when I set the fire so I like to think that she suffered while she burned alive tied to her bed. Her husband will never be charged for it because his alibi is airtight so all in all I would say I was very successful in ridding the world of another bitch!

Torture Sex Pro

torture sexI am no stranger to torture sex. I am a pain slut. I used to think there was no pain I couldn’t handle then I met Matt. We met innocuously. Honestly, I was not in subby whore mode. He is my youngest son’s teacher. I was dressed like a proper mother for a student teacher conference. The next day, he sent me a friend request on Face Book. He was flirty. He was hot for one of his student’s mom. I agreed to have drinks. I thought having a teacher who owed me would be a good thing because I have unruly boys. He spiked my drink with some sort of roofie. I woke up in his bedroom. I was naked and tied up. I didn’t understand. He didn’t have to force me. I was willing to be whatever nasty freak in the sheets he wanted. I asked him what was going on. He showed me a bunch of dirty pics of me. He got them from my stepson. Turns out they are friends and he knew what a dirty ass rape porn star I could be. I pleaded for him to let me go, but he chuckled. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a sex machine. A double dildo machine. I watched in horror as he put Icy Hot on the dildos as lube. He fucked my holes with dildos that burned my insides. He had the machine on turbo speed. I was convulsing and he was jacking off. He didn’t stop until my ass was bleeding and prolapsed. He just kept telling me he knew that I was a huge anal pain slut. But this was too much. Not the Icy Hot. Been there done that. When that didn’t make me cry, he used something else that I discovered was lye. My ass has chemical burns now. I may never sit or shit the same way again. I had no idea a school teacher could be so sadistic.

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I knew something was slightly off about the ad I found online. They were looking for a bitch to play a babysitter in some cheesy porn video. I figured it would be something lame about a babysitter getting fucked by the dad after watching his kids or something. I had no idea that I was actually about to become the victim of a wild snuff sex video. As soon as I got inside, I was snatched up by my hair and dragged around to the bed. The man blindfolded me and tied me to the bed. I was told not to scream or cry but I couldn’t help it. I cried and begged him to let me go. I would do anything he wanted. I couldn’t see anything but could feel the sharp, burning pain as he stuck a knife deep into my stomach and started to rip my skin open with it. I struggled against him but couldn’t do much, as I was still tied to the bed. I felt him shove his cock into my pussy and force fuck me as he stuck his hand into the hole in my stomach and started to rip me open with his bare hands. I tried to scream but as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt the same stinging pain as he slit my throat. I was being ripped and sliced open as I was being fucked. I could hear him breathing and knew he was about to cum. I was terrified because I knew as soon as he was finished with me, he would snuff me out and dispose of me like I was nothing. I felt him pump his hot sticky load deep into my pussy and almost immediately, felt the knife on my throat again. This time he cut deep enough to end me.

 

Training a Snuff Phone Sex Slut

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Do you enjoy snuff phone sex scenarios? I was born to be a snuff victim. Ever since I was a young girl, men have used me for their own needs. I get it. I am a blonde bimbo whore. I get full of myself sometimes. Because I am pretty, I start to think I deserve to be treated like a princess. I was out last night with my owner. I saw this odd looking couple at the next table. She was not attractive at all. Her date was handsome and he appeared to be going out of his way to make her feel good. He was treating her like a princess. I told my master that if an ugly girl like that could be treated like a princess, then so could I. He smacked me across the face and called me a slut. He wouldn’t let me order food. I had to watch him eat a steak. I was hungry, but I was being punished. Others stared as he degraded me. He told other people to mind their own damn business because I was his property. I dreaded when we got home. I was correct in my dread too. He tied me up and beat me. For hours, he made me tell him what a worthless whore I am as he whipped me and kicked me. He fucked my ass too forcing me to lick off his dirty dick. I need more slave training according to him. He broke my spirit. He ruined my ass. Sometimes even a seasoned whore like me needs to be reminded what a worthless piece of shit she is.

Killer Phone Sex is Therapeutic

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Killer phone sex thoughts consume me. I meet someone new,  and I don’t think how can I fuck that person. I think how can I kill that person. I enjoy murder. It is therapeutic. Anyone who is a high stress person, has never murdered some one else. Snuff takes the edge off. Some folks drink. Some folks do drugs. I kill. I met this annoying little whore at the store the other night. She was was bullying some less than perfect girl in the store. They obviously new each other from school. I intervened and the mean girl said something snide to me. So, I followed her. She was old enough to drive but not old enough to to drink. She was old enough to die. I ran her off the road. I was impulsive which I rarely am. I stay under the radar by being methodical with my snuff porn plans. I saw an opportunity and I took it. She was dazed and confused. Head trauma. I couldn’t have planned it better. Young drivers don’t know how to play chicken. I ran her off the road without my car even touching her car. She got out of the car and fell down. Her phone was in her hand. I kicked it away from her. I pulled out my monster dildo and fucked her holes. Made it look like a sexual assault. She was no virgin. Not enough blood for that. After I used her teen holes, I took a piece of broken glass from her windshield and jabbed it in her jugular She would bleed out before anyone drove by the scene. When the state police discover her dead body, they will either think she was fucked before dying or it was some driver who saw an opportunity and took it. Maybe they will even think this was some strange sex with dead bodies case. Some folks get off on car crash sites. I just get off on killing worthless sluts.

St. Valentines Day Snuff

Fuck your roses and chocolates, I want what St. Valentines day was really about, Massacre. Yummy tight holes to fuck and fist, and a hot stud mortician boyfriend to fuck as I get horny fisting little assholes to their death in a dark, candle lit crypt at midnight. The best sacrifice to prove his love to me. I am a sadistic murderess cunt and sometimes the sweet young bodies of teen lovers is the best. I’m like Elizabeth Bathory and not letting this young couple give up their virginity on the 14th of February was great. She was so young smooth and dainty. I loved the freshness and that she had a bald shaved cunt prepared for her deflowering. She wanted to give her BF the perfect gift for V-day. It was sweet, they were young Goths and were in the cemetery with a blanket and a bottle of wine he had his big brother buy for them. His big brother happened to be my BF and he confided about their plans and well, they were derailed. I wanted the pure virgin blood, this young man didn’t give two flying fucks for the naive little cunt. He was more excited to get a piece of this sweet ass. Yeah I got virgin blood and double penetrated. He got his his brothers dead girlfriend and everyone was happy and the Vampire wine was flowing well with the virginal blood. It was a gothic massacre and a great offering to De Sade my hungry rotti.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesIf you have rape phone sex fantasies, I have a not so fantasy tale to tell you. I am out of town. Occasionally, I do fetish modeling. Hardcore bdsm photo shoots pay well. That is coke money in my eyes. I am in Cleveland, Ohio for several days. I went out after the shoot. I wanted to find someone to party with in my hotel room. I didn’t have any luck. It was Valentine’s Day night and everyone out was coupled up. I had some coke with me, so I decided to go back to my nice hotel room, watch some porn and get high. I ordered room service. I got some wine and a meal. I got more than I wanted, however. The room service guy came back an hour later with a few friends and busted into my room. They locked the door behind me and jumped me. They told me I was a dirty cock teasing whore who thought I was too good for them. I didn’t know what they meant because I had never seen them before. I guess that was the problem. I snubbed them in the lobby. They wanted to party with me, but I acted like I never saw them. Truth is, I didn’t. I was high and out of my element. They were making sure that I saw them now. They shoved their cocks and their fists in my fuck holes. I was on the floor in fetal position as they kicked, punched and fucked me. The worst part was that they stole my money and my coke. They threatened to tell my husband what a little whore I was for them if I complained to the hotel. The joke was on them. My husband knows what a dirty whore I am. I took a hot bath after they were done, put on new clothes and went out to look for coke.