Category: Strangulation phone sex

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies? I have many. I bet you do too. A friend of mine had only one Christmas wish this year. He wanted to explore a rape fantasy he has had for decades. I thought that was something I could help him with. I just had no idea his fantasy would be so violent. I gave him the key to my place. Not knowing when he might sneak into my place added a sense of excitement to the scenario. Last night, I was deep asleep when he yanked me out of bed. He flipped me over as I was wiping the sleep from my eyes. I heard him take his belt off. Seconds later, I felt the belt across my back and ass. He didn’t hold back. I whimpered and cried with every whack. That was nothing. He had his hands around my neck tightly, strangling me as he fucked my ass raw. He was grunting like an animal. A sweaty, horny animal that couldn’t get enough of my tight ass. When he nutted inside me, I passed out from the lack of oxygen. He slapped me back awake and thanked me for making his dark fantasy come true. Can I make yours cum true too?

Sadistic Phone Sex With Santa’s Evil Elf

This time of joy and consumeristic rituals of unholy greed and false piousness is a joy filled time for sadistic phone sex for me. I’m Santa’s very evil sadistic sidekick Elf and I am all about destroying the young brats on the Nice list! If your little ones are good little fucked up brats then I will surely be making a visit and destroying their dreams of sugar plum fairies with a nightmare of rape fantasies of snuff and glee. The first brat on my list will be a part of my Winter Solstice initiation ceremony where I will have six special cocks to destroy their little anuses and pussies. I want cries. screams, and blood to flow like the sounds of a good devilish sacrifice should have. You just best hope it isn’t your fuck spawns turn first as they will get the worst of the nights evil doings since we have the initial sacrifice to open the portal of hell and allow me to play a Bathory moment of a blood bath for my opening ceremony.

Sadistic Phone Sex

Ended With Snuff Porn

Snuff Porn

 As usual I walked right into my own damnation when I entered the casting for a ditzy blonde whore that gets gangbanged to death. I was a white girl amongst a bunch of escaped convicts that were on death row for manslaughter that consisted of deadly rape fantasies. The thought of such a fictional -in my little mind it could not be real- kind of starring role as the victim. I play victim so fucking well that I was able to sway the producers to instantly take me to the shoot location in an old abandoned prison. Then again it could simply be that I was the dumbest hot broad that showed up for the role. I received the invite for this snuff porn slid under my apartment door that morning.

Showing up I was disoriented as I found some nice wine in a basket at my door and took to trying it and some of the snacks before leaving. Upon arriving I was blurry visioned sweaty and a little tipsy. The camera man helped me out of my clothes and I had five guys surrounding me laughing as they tugged at my tits, pushed and grabbed at me. I was being man handled and they could smell the moisture growing between my legs. They shoved my face down in a old mattress and started ripping my ass and cunt open with the multiple of cocks penetrating me in a gangbang rape porn scene.. They were so big and they were hurting me grabbing my neck and choking me as their cocks penetrated every orifice. I couldn’t breathe and was getting strangled. It was surely the end of me but I knew I was cumming like mad all over those cocks.

 

snuff porn addict

snuff pornMy boyfriend became quite the snuff porn addict. He would spend all day smoking bowls and getting high. He wouldn’t stop jerking till he would cum all over the place. I knew it was a matter of time he would take his aggression out on me. As much as I wanted to be a supportive girlfriend I didn’t want to have to be subjected to all the pain he was trying to inflict on me. One day I came home from work and I saw him jerking his cock watching the most grotesque snuff stuff. I saw the shift in his eyes and knew he had been brewing with all kinds of sick thoughts. I knew it was over for me. He was going to get his wish whether I agreed or not. He was going to make me his rag doll and torture me till he was satisfied. He did just that. I was taking load after load and letting him prolapse my tight ass. I couldn’t say no my whole existence was for his pleasure.

We killed that pregnant bitch

Murder phone sex FantasiesMaster and I have been having way too much fun with our murder phone sex fantasies lately. We decided to shake up our devious pleasure & excitement even more and abduct a pregnant whore from the local brothel. We were so horny at the idea of being able to bring her home to our torture room to have some evil knife play with her. I doubt that anyone would miss that stupid ass bitch or her fetus that’s cooking up inside of her. She was screaming, begging & pleading for her life but we shut her up quickly by stabbing the fuck out of her big swollen preggo belly. We were killing her and her unborn youngster at the same time. I was masturbating my filthy cunt while I plunged my machete into her slutty body. Her last gasp of oxygen was one of the most disturbing sounds that I have ever heard. She was dead and her corpse was mutilated and bloody as it laid on our cold steel medical table.

Thanksgiving from hell

snuff moviesMy moms husband has always treated me poorly. When I was home for a week for thanksgiving vacation I wasn’t too happy. I could tell it was going to be a nightmare from the moment I got there. My stepdad could not keep his hands off me. Ever since I was a youngin he would sedate my mom and use my holes till I was bleeding and screaming at the top of my lungs. My sinister stepdad would force me to watch snuff movies and mimic the scenes. It was all pleasure for him but torture for me. This thanksgiving was no different. I was on my knees taking his dick while my mom was passed out in the living room. Pissing all over my whore face was such a turn on for him. I will always be his torture slut.

Killer Phone Sex and The Perfect Victim

Killer Phone Sex

You’ve been stalking me for awhile and have told a few of your thug buddies about this prime piece of ass you want to have killer phone sex with and want them to help out in destroying my perfect body and pussy. You plan out the home invasion for a Monday night and your buddies and you prepare your torture bag of goodies to ensure nothing is left unfulfilled as you want to destroy every inch of my perfect body. I am alone and in bed asleep when you break in and all six of you gather around me in black masks and gloves with shiny blades as you take in the view. I sleep nude and make it so easy as you all grope and grab at me tossing me around, slapping and cutting at me as you take turns shoving your cocks in my holes and even double up in my cunt while my ass gets gaped by a huge thick black cock. I’m barely able to breathe or scream but when you that i start cumming you don’t hold back and snuff out my very pleasure of violent sex. I am no more and you leave me out in an alley like last nights trash for the vermin to do away with the evidence.

Home Invasion Phone Sex Story

home invasion phone sexDo you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?

Orgy punching bag

torture sex

For every guy in the orgy I don’t make cum in record time I get a beating. It is torture sex at its finest. It gives me an adrenaline rush. I can’t deny that I have a sick obsession and need to be used and hurt. I have become accustomed to be in extreme pain. I use to cry and beg my master to let me go and to take it eas on me and my body. Now I surely as hell egg him on to take it up a notch. I have been fucked by all his friends and even randoms. I love whoring myself out for him. Seeing me take jizz is something that get his cock ready to pop each time. He likes seeing me be a punching bag. Luckily I have never had an issue making someone cum. Even though I am on a roll they still pull my hair and whip me just because they can!

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI will admit that I have rape phone sex fantasies. Most women do but must women don’t get off when they are really attacked. Something is extremely wrong with me. This I know! I was with a girlfriend earlier in the week. I had to clean up and act classy for a performance of Phantom of the Opera. I am a suburban housewife. I can clean up when I need too. I was in a full length dress. My friend and I had our hair and nails done for the occasion. After the show, I snuck backstage to see if I could meet the Phantom. His voice was amazing. I was a tad star struck.  I didn’t get far enough behind stage before a man grabbed me and pulled me into a maintenance type closet. I thought it was security at first. I was clearly trespassing.  The masked man ripped my dress. He put his hand around my mouth and force fucked me. He shoved his cock up my ass with an intensity I had not experienced yet. His hands slowly moved down to my throat and started choking me. Choking the life out of me. This was no rape fantasy. This was the real thing and I was scared. But he noticed I was wet. He called me a skanky old whore for liking the assault. He was right. I had no idea who this masked attacker was. He was violent, and I was wet. Wet from the pain, wet from the assault. I am more than just a taboo phone sex whore. I am a sick twisted bitch who enjoys being assaulted and used. After he came inside me, he removed the mask and spit in my face. I recognized him as the bartender that was making my drinks all night. He told me if I told a sole, he would kill me. I used my debit card, so he has my information. I would never tell anyone but you. I am hoping he comes and finds me at home soon. It was a wicked hot force fuck.