Rape phone sex fantasies are not just fantasies. Ask any submissive slut. She will tell you there have been a man or four in her life that have had their way with them regardless of their wishes. I was on a date last night. A man I met in a bar. He appeared normal. I mean he didn’t appear to be a sadist. I got no master servant vibe from him. I didn’t even tell him about my pain slut, subby sex slave life. I thought for once I could have a normal date with a man, but apparently that is not in my cards. We had a nice night, but I shouldn’t have gone back to his place for a night cap. He was giving me the I want to fuck your brains out vibe, but I wasn’t ready to have sex with him yet. I am trying something new. Waiting, having value in my body, so men will treat me with respect. When I told him no, he took what he wanted. First, it was my ass he used. With my hands pinned behind my back, he treated me like his personal ass rape porn star. My ass was sore and gaping open. That was just the beginning. He dragged me by the hair kicking and streaming to his bedroom. He tied me up and fucked my cunt while trying to strangle me too. He beat me and fucked me for what seemed like an eternity. And just when I thought he was done, his friends showed up to join t he party. I guess I am never going to find love and respect from a man. Every guy I meet wants to kill me or violently fuck me. There is no in between and I guess there never will.
Category: Taboo phone sex
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Cumming From The Strap
I woke up to a blindfold on my eyes and three fingers deep in my cunt. I didn’t know who it was he only whispered so I did not recognize the voice. But whoever it was I knew in person they knew exactly where to go for all my sex toys and props. I know this because my strap came down across my bare thighs striking me hard I yelped but the pain made my cunt drench right there on the spot. His fingers got soaked in my pussy juices. He laughed knowing I was close to cumming and he brought the strap down on my naked body across my fake tits across my soaking wet cunt and across my bare ass. With the last strike, I could not control myself and my cum squirted out all over the fucking place.
Castration Phone Sex Ritual
I have a castration phone sex story for you. Last night I was with some friends at this new satanic club. I have a lot of pagan friends. The club was hopping with devil worshiping women and a few men. A couple seemed really out of place. I think they were just there to cruise chicks. Better be careful men trying to pick up the Devil’s girls lol. I was dancing in a circle with my Goth babes when one loser made himself the center of attention. That shit don’t fly with us. When he pulled out his cock, I saw a desperate plea for castration. Why else would a man pull out a tiny dick in front of several sexy Goth babes? I pulled out my knife and slit his balls off right there on the dance floor. He was stoned and drunk, but he felt it. He pulled his hand up covered in blood and freaked the fuck out. We tossed his balls around telling him they were a gift for Satan. A little trinket of affection for the devil. And, I do mean little. He was stumbling around as we hailed Satan and tossed his worthless offering back and forth. Blasphemy sex is so hot. Let this be a lesson boys, don’t pull out your worthless goods in front of Goth girls.
He deserved it
I got an interesting call yesterday, this woman was married to an asshole and she wanted him gone. He was cruel to her and used her for her money and as if that wasn’t bad enough, he also had a tiny dick and was terrible in bed. I felt bad for her which is a very rare thing for me so I offered to help her out. We hatched out a plan to wait till he was sleeping and then we tied him to the bed. He woke up screaming that he was gonna kill her if she didn’t untie him, all I could do was laugh. I told him she was done being his punching bag, that no man with a dick that small deserved to abuse anyone. We stabbed him together, cut off his tiny little useless cock and fed it to him. He died like a little bitch and my friend was free, it was a glorious night indeed!
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy
Most men have rape phone sex fantasies, many have them for their mommy. I let this boy act out his rape fantasies for his mother using me as a surrogate. He paid me. I thought it would be rough sex. Maybe some hardcore anal or something like that. I expected angry sex. Most boys think their moms have cock teased them for decades. This boy was wanting to make love to mommy not force fuck her. That was odd. I have had many a younger man explore his rape fantasies with me and they are always aggressive. I went with it because I was being paid. I was telling him to cum in mommy because I just wanted it over. I wanted to be done with his boring ass. That was when he snapped. Suddenly his hands were around my throat and he was fucking my ass like I was an ass rape porn star. He was calling me a cock teasing cunt while he sodomized my ass. He was in a mood, finally. He flipped me over, kept sodomizing me and pulled my hair the entire time he slapped his cock inside my ass. Now, I was getting fucked. Now, he was showing his true feelings for his cock teasing mommy. I egged him on because I like rough sex. I just wanted him to get his money’s worth. I wanted him to have some closure. When your mommy won’t take care of you, take her or take me. I am the next best thing.
Torture Phone Sex
I thought you were such a nice guy. I mean, I have lots of Uber drivers but not many are willing to help a girl out with her luggage. I didn’t even think anything of it when you walked inside my apartment and set down my suitcase before taking the knife from your pocket and telling me to close the door. I told you to just take whatever you wanted and leave me alone but you just smiled and said that you wanted me. My mind was made up,I’ll just do what you say and you’ll surely leave me alone after. You ordered me to take off my clothes and get on my knees in front of you. You grabbed my hair and forced your cock roughly into my mouth, choking me. You fucked my throat fast and hard and deep until tears were streaming down my face. You then pushed me face first down onto the ground and got on top of me. That’s when I felt a searing pain as you stabbed the knife into my right shoulder and again a few inches below it. You flipped me over as I was screaming and sobbing for you to please just leave and let me live. You shoved your cock into my tight cunt and fucked me hard. My head was getting dizzy as you stabbed me again, right through my breast and I began coughing up blood with every thrust of your dick. I’m not sure if I lost consciousness before you finished but you pulled out and came all over my naked bloody body and left, you’d gotten what you wanted.
Snuff Sex in a Disappointments Room
I put an ad on a fetish site for snuff sex. I was feeling kinky. You inspired me. I spend so much time on the phone getting fantasy slain, that I wanted a more authentic feeling experience. It was stupid. It was dangerous. It was one of the hottest experiences of my life. Many men responded to my ad. Turns out quite a few men love the idea of no taboo fun with a snuff whore. James was the man I selected to meet. Not sure why, but he sold himself well as a lifestyle BDSM slave owner. When I arrived at his house, I was led to his dungeon. Hot damn, he was serious. He had a bed with a cage underneath for his slave to sleep. He had every BDSM device imaginable. I was looking for more than BDSM fun, however. I wanted violence. I wanted torture sex. That was when he led me to a room I never would have known existed. He called it his Disappointments Room. It is based on Gothic history. It was a room in a house to hide people, mostly retarded, sickly and deformed offspring, wives and family from the public. It was like these individuals never existed. They never knew life outside this room. It was horrifying to think that a man like James could keep a slave hidden away in his own home and no one would ever know she was there. I was about to enter this room but was not sure I would ever leave. He tied me to a table with leather restraints. He pulled out a bunch of surgical instruments and that was when I had regrets. He told me what a stupid whore I was, as he sliced flesh from my breasts. He mutilated my breasts and my pussy, performing Dr. Jekyll experiments on my sex organs. I saw the camera rolling and knew this was a snuff porn and likely not one I would survive.
Sex with dead bodies is the way to go
Loud parties are the perfect places to attack young sluts. I like going off with my master and picking the right whore to annihilate. My favorite thing is having my hands wrapped around a dumb cunts neck. Watching her get blue in the face as I choke her out till she is dead. I am making her take every inch of masters cock. Sex with dead bodies is a hobby of ours. We get together and shop around for the perfect victim. Usually, we are in a drunk and high daze. We do the most darn things when we are in a meth fog. My cunt and ass enjoy being stuffed by a raw cock. Once the master has had his fun and has gotten dirty, he fucks his accomplice. We are a force to be reckoned with together.
Snuff Porn Maker Needs an Accomplice
Snuff porn is always on my mind, but tenfold during summer. I was stalking the community pool late this morning. All these precocious brats were cock teasing old perverts at the pool. I saw one teen slut in a fucking thong bikini bottom. Can’t vote or drink but shaking her ass all around the pool teasing the daddies there with their little ones. I don’t get it. These little whores can wear almost nothing and get pissed off when men ogle them. Hell, their parents get pissed when men look at them cross eyed and they let their girls go out of the house looking like hookers when they are still young girls. I am on your side guys. If girls look like whores, they should be treated like whores. I kidnapped the biggest looking whore at the pool as she was going home on her bicycle. Put her in my trunk, tossed the bike in the river. Drove her to my cabin in the woods, also known as my kill shack. I have her naked, strapped down and scared shitless. I have been having some fun mutilating her tender flesh. Don’t worry, I am saving the best part for you. So, if you like accomplice phone sex calls, I have a young whore ready to be fucked and tortured. Game?
Torturing Me Like Old Times
So last night I was dancing at the club all coked up and as I was walking to the bar in the club I locked eyes with my old master. At first, we just looked at each other for a minute or two. Then with a roll of my eyes I Sarcastically said “hi Master” turning and walking away from him. We have not seen each other in years but I knew that would get him pissed enough to put me in my place. He walked up behind me in the club and grabbed my neck tightly just like old times. He pulled my hair with his other hand so we were eye to eye. He kisses me and says “Damn kitten you still taste the way I remember.” Grabbing me by my cunt and whispering dominantly in my ear. “I am going to tie you up and take a blade to your tits slicing lines in them so your blood trickles down for you to taste.” His words are music to my ears down to my cunt and he knew it. We got out of the club right away and went back to his torture chamber for a little old reminiscing session. I was horny as fuck so this was definitely needed and I still never fell out of love or “subspace” with him. I deep down still know I belong to him and only him.











