Category: Strangulation phone sex

What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies are something callers enjoy exploring with me. Men I meet at clubs and on the BDSM circuit enjoy force fuck scenarios too. I always say you can’t force the willing. I am a submissive whore. I enjoy rough sex. I met Jacob at an underground BDSM party a few weeks ago. His ultimate fantasy was to take a woman against her will. He didn’t want me if I was willing. I acted like I was too good for him. I tried to outsmart him, but it didn’t work. He put his hands around my throat, spit in my face and tossed me against the wall. I tried to run out the door. He beat me to the door, slammed it shut, then smacked me down again. I learned the more I fought and cried, the harder he came at me. I did outsmart him, but he was venomous. Pure evil in his eyes as he crushed his hands against my throat. He forced my mouth open so he could ram his cock down my throat. He was far bigger than I anticipated. Seriously, like almost a foot long. It was all I could do to not puke on his dick. He caught me trying to rub my pussy as he skull fucked me. He didn’t approve. He kicked me in the cunt. Hard swift kick in the cunt. I fell backwards. He decided to treat me like an ass rape porn star. I got a hardcore ass fucking while his hands clenched my throat. I choked, then I puked.  He pounded my head into the floor with as much fervor as he pounded my ass. Once he came in my ass, he went back to fucking my mouth. He took pleasure in seeing me grimace from the taste of my shit. I got more than I bargained for with him. I guess I learned the lesson “be careful what you wish for.”

Strangulation Phone Sex

strangulation phone sexIt was a normal blowjob for coke. I thought so at least. He held the bag of my medicine in front of my face, then pointed to his crotch. I knew what that meant. I unzipped his pants, pulled out his already hard cock and started earning my coke. I can suck the chrome off a door knob. He was moaning like a horny teenager.  I don’t mind giving head, but I just do what I must to get my medicine.  I think it was obvious to the guy I was blowing. He seemed dismayed that I showed a lack of porn star enthusiasm sucking his dick. He put his hands around my neck rather tightly, so I started sucking faster and with more passion. Too little, too late I guess. His hands became like vice grips around my throat, crushing my wind pipe. I struggled to breath. I fought to get lose. I bit his cock by accident which loosened his grip enough to gasp for air. He smacked me so hard, my lip and nose bled immediately. He punched me in the stomach, which made me puke. He emptied the coke on the floor and laughed as I bled into the wasted powder. I tried to snort some off the floor, but he shoved me across the floor like I was a mop. I sailed into his wall. I crawled back to the coke on the floor. I was bleeding still, struggling to talk, and dizzy from smacking my head on the wall. “Bitch, you ain’t getting rewarded for biting my dick,” he said with venom. In a coarse, dry voice I said, “Give me another chance.” He did but not with his dick in my mouth. This time I got his fist up my ass. At least while he was assaulting my ass, I could snort bloody coke off his floor.

Snuff Sex Victim Needs a Lesson Taught

This fucking asshole seemed to really have snuff sex on his mind when he started calling me a cock tease. I’m sorry that I am so fucking hot and can ignore you if I fucking feel like it. I am NOT fucking obligated to take your advances and really your too fucking gross for me. It seems you did not like that I feel so superior to you, and you felt the need to teach me a lesson using strangulation phone sex techniques on me.

I tried to fight you off as you grabbed my arm, and you forced me into the men’s room where you punched me in the face knocking me to my knees. You grabbed my scarf on my waist and roughly put it around my neck yanking it making me hurt. You had me in my place as you said and forcibly face fucked me while yanking the scarf tighter gagging me and crushing my windpipe. As I was trying to get breath you shot down my throat a huge thick load of spunk that blocked my airway. Begging with my eyes and I started turning blue, they glazed over. You gave the scarf one final yank as you hear my neck crack you pull out and laugh at me as I fall to the ground.

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Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexDo you have killer phone sex fantasies? I bet when you think about it, there was a mature woman who either cock teased you in your youth or just simply pissed you off. Perhaps, your own mommy? I am often the star of “Killing Mommy.” My stepson loathes me. He lusts for me too, which is his dilemma. He hates me for replacing his mother; he hates himself for beating off thinking about how much he wants to fuck his read headed step mom. Like me, he likes to get high. It is just when he gets fucked up, he turns into Dr. Jekyll. On Friday night, I was home alone with him. My sons with his father, his half-brothers, were at a sleep over. My husband was out of town on business. He was drinking whiskey straight out of the bottle and doing lines of coke. I could feel his anger building. I turned to the right of me to turn on a lamp and he yanked me off the couch with one hand in a fit of rage. He tossed me against the wall so hard, I slumped to the floor in fetal position. He started kicking me. His cock was out and it was hard. The more he kicked me, the more he abused me, the harder his dick became. He yelled at me; degraded me for being a homewrecking whore. I told him I’ve been married to his father 15 years now, so get over it. That didn’t go well. He ripped my clothes off; demanded I show him some respect. He shoved his cock in my mouth before he slammed it repeatedly in my ass. He smacked my face against the wall as he assaulted my ass. My face was bloody. My ass prolapsed from the torture sex. He tried to strangle me too. So much rage in my stepson. He spat in my face when he was done. I laid there motionless and sore, battered and bloody, knowing he was not done with me yet.

No One Will Miss Me

Sadistic phone sexI’m the perfect victim. I walk the streets selling pussy, cops don’t care about hookers. They expect to find us dead in an alley. When I get in your car I’m yours to do with as you please. Wrap your hands around my throat and squeeze. Choke me, and quiet my screams. It’s all my fault, I chose this profession and I chose to get in your car. Pound my pussy with your hard cock and keep choking me. I deserve to be treated lower than trash. Bite me, slap and punch me. Make me regret getting in your car. Watch the life leave my eyes as you squeeze my neck tighter and tighter. My face will start to turn blue and squeeze my neck harder. Push my lifeless body out of your car; go home and kiss your wife. I’m a prostitute I don’t matter. No one will miss me.

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Strangulation Phone Sex is HOT!!

Strangulation phone sexI couldn’t breathe. His hand was around my throat, squeezing my airway. I clawed at it, trying to get it to let up, but it wouldn’t. I felt the darkness closing in on me, his dick rubbing against my clit, over my cunt and ass hole. Then, his hand released, staying loosely around my throat as he slid his cock into me, balls-deep. He started thrusting in and out of me, shoving fingers into my mouth, pinching my nipple, just using my body. He started fucking me faster and harder, and his hand slid back down around my throat. He started squeezing gently, at first, and with each thrust tightened his grip. I struggled again, making him all the more excited, and he pushed harder, and deeper into me, while closing his hand completely around my throat. I could feel my lungs burning, my throat working for air, my heart pounding harder and harder, every last inch of me clinging to my life. The last thing I felt before the darkness was him shooting off inside of me…

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex topics are my specialty as a submissive whore. My life reads like a taboo novel, so it’s fitting really. I have this new master I have been hanging with lately. He has a young daughter he covets. I came to the realization that he wanted me as an accomplice to make her his sex slave. I guess he thought having a woman break her in would ease her into the transition from daughter to sex slave. She is a pretty young thing. I could see why his dick was hard for her. I’m a used up old whore, but Alexis is a perky, tight, untouched little slut.

teen rape pornI was to make a teen rape porn with my master’s jail bait daughter. I drugged her before bed, then woke her up an hour later. She was groggy, confused, just what I wanted; just what master wanted. I started finger fucking her young tight pussy. She fought me at first, then let herself give into the sensation out of fear as my hand was around her throat. She was so wet. Daddy was watching in the doorway with his dick out as I molested his virgin daughter. I was getting wet too.

rape phone sex fantasiesI don’t get many chances to be in control. I was a puppet for my master, merely doing what he wanted, but still it turned me on to have that young hot thing under my control; afraid of me. Daddy couldn’t take much more. He joined us on the bed. I didn’t have to jack or blow him. He was ready to put his hard cock into his daughter’s tight teen pussy. I spit on her cunt, guided his cock into her virgin cunt and basked in the knowledge that I had been a good little accomplice. She was crying. Daddy fucked her hard; gave her a bloody swollen cunt. Alexis was daddy’s fuck pig now. I guess I need to find a new master. You don’t fuck a tight little pussy then want a used up whore like me, right?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Blonde Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? If you do, I have a story for you. I got stood up for a date last night. I was dressed up too. I was told we were going to a swank restaurant then to a fancy fundraiser so I should be dressed accordingly. I may be a blonde bimbo, but I can clean up for the right occasion. I tried texting and calling after I had been sitting for an hour waiting to be picked up. I didn’t want to change clothes quit yet. I looked so pretty; I looked almost regal. I fixed a glass of wine and looked for a movie to watch on cable. After about 4 glasses, I was sloshed. My dog started barking. I figured he was going crazy over the neighbor’s pups like usual, so I ignored him. I should have listened; he was trying to warn me of an intruder. Before I could get to my cell phone to call 911, the masked man had me pinned against the wall. He ripped my pretty clothes off as he pressed his cock against my ass. He slammed me down against a table so he could force his cock inside my ass. As he squeezed my neck, he whispered in my ear, “You didn’t think you were going to get the royal treatment tonight, did you whore?” He used his strong hand to turn my head just to spit in my face. He let out a roaring laugh at my expense. “Whores like you don’t get treated like princesses,” he said as he anally assaulted me. I knew it was too good too be true.  Blonde bimbos like me don’t get wined and dined; we get fucked and used. After he came in my ass, he fisted my cunt. He left as quietly as he arrived, leaving me in a pool of cum.

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Six Missed Calls

Sadistic phone sex“Bitch, I’ve been calling your fucking phone all day. Why didn’t you answer?”, he yelled.
I checked my phone and saw that I had missed 6 calls from my man. The ringer was off and he was furious. He walked towards me with hate in his eyes. Fear raced through my body. What was he going… His hands grabbed my neck and squeezes. I grabbed at his fingers trying to pry them away from my neck, but he’s too strong. Tears fall down my face. His eyes are so dark and filled with rage, and he squeezes harder. Was this it? Is this the way I die? Those were my last thoughts as I drifted into the darkness.
I woke up on my stomach in pain. My man was raping me, his cock buried deep in my ass. He pounded my ass hard, and I felt like he was ripping me apart. I cried out in pain but he keeps going. Me being in pain makes him hard and horny. My cries turn him on. He loves it when I plead for him to stop. He grabs my neck and squeezes some more, he likes it when I’m passed out. One day I won’t pass out, I’ll pass away.

Hunted

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Freezing rain came down as I ran through the unfamiliar woods in hopes of finding a road or somewhere to hide. It stung my bare skin at first, but now I had been naked out here for so long that I was numb. My feet, raw and bloody, throbbed as I wiggled my way under a small under a tree root. Squishing through the icy mud, twigs stabbed into me, but I didn’t care. The man was hunting me. He left me in the woods and told me to run. After narrowly escaping arrows, axes, and the clutches of this evil man, I was tired! I needed to rest. I shivered in the hollow for a while before I heard him approaching. I tried not to breathe, but he grabbed my foot, trying to drag me out. I was able to wriggle free and escape out the other side of the hollow. My feet couldn’t carry me any faster, pounding through the mud. Through my tears and sobs, I heard the cackling of a wild man, not far behind. A piercing pain struck my thigh and sent me tumbling. He got me with an arrow. Unable to run, I found no use in trying to escape anymore. He stood over me, taking off his pants. His cock, hard from the thrill of the chase, tore into my muddy cunt. His rough hands strangled me as he raped me. Then everything went black.