Torture sex is for the man’s pleasure. As a fuck pig, I understand my place. I know I am here for whatever a man needs from punching bag to snuff doll. My step son is a man of cruel intentions. He has never liked me. I have been his punching bag since he was a school boy. In fact, he was the first man to break me. The irony was that he was no man at the time. Just a young teen boy. His hatred of me fueled his desire to make me his bitch. I had been married to his father less than a year when it first happened. My husband went out of the country for a week, leaving me in charge of my step son. Little did my husband know that that his young son was clearly the one in charge of me. This was before my husband and I had little ones of our own. A mommy never forgets the moment when her boy owns her. I had gone down to the basement because he informed me there was some sort of wounded animal trapped by the cellar door. As I walked down the dark stairs, he pushed me. I was the wounded animal. He chained me up. Put a collar on me and told me he was in charge now. I was scared. He denied me light, food, even water. My only diet for several days was his piss and cum. He fucked my ass repeatedly, even smacked me around and fisted my fuck holes. I was not leaving my basement dungeon until I said, “You own me. I am your bitch.” I fought it for a few days, but then I grew weak and a little crazy from sensory deprivation. He broke me. I have been his ever since. He is in his 20s now, but stronger and way crueler than ever.
Category: Taboo phone sex
Torture Sex Step Mom
My Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies
Taboo phone sex is the only kind of phone sex. I need something extreme to get off. How about you? I’m easily annoyed and driven by revenge and sick folly. Things most people would never consider, are every day thoughts to me. Like today. I saw this blonde blue eyed little angel at Dairy Queen. She was licking on a vanilla cone and all I could think about was her licking your cock. You know you would enjoy having an extremely little girl blowing your cock. Then my next image is of your bloody cock from fucking her tight little cunnie. Then I see her crying from the pain your cock is causing her butt hole as you force fuck her ass. I almost touched myself in Dairy Queen. I went to my car to lick my cone and rub my pussy thinking of all the violent and fun things we could do with such a little angel. Of course the last thing we would do with her is snuff sex. Can’t let the little cunt live to tell people about the vile ways we violated her little body , can we! I really need an accomplice phone sex partner. I know I am not alone in my dark fantasies.
My New Fuck Buddy
I want to fuck so bad sometimes that I just can’t wait to get to the morgue and I have to take full advantage of whatever is close by to get off to. Yesterday I was driving down the road, it was a long drive and I was very fucking horny! So, I put my left foot on the dash, turned the cruise control on and fucked myself silly. A trucker pulled up next to me on the interstate and could see what I was doing. He began to jerk his cock and motioned for me to pull over. We stopped at a rest area and I climbed into the truck. Without a word to each other, we start going at it like two energizer bunnies. He fucks me good and hard and I cum three times riding his hard cock in that big rig. He left my pussy filled with cum and wanting more. We have plans to meet again next week at the same spot and I cant wait.
She was lost and alone so I brought her home
I was out late last night looking for the perfect victim when I stumbled across her. Like literally stumbled across her because the bitch was drunk as hell and laying in the middle of the fucking sidewalk. I picked her up and half dragged her back to my car and just brought that bitch home with me. The whole time she kept asking me where she was and what was I doing but I just ignored her until I got back to my place and had my friend help me get her out of the car. We cleaned her up and had her naked and on the counter before she started to really wake up but she didn’t start to scream until she saw the giant oven we were about to put her in… when she saw that she screamed plenty! It was far too late for her though, we popped her right on in there and roasted her for our late night dinner… and boy was she delicious!
Gangbang Rape Fantasy
As usual, I am having a rape fantasy. In this one; however, I am in gangbang rape fantasy. A bunch of bikers are having a party in a park and I happen to walk by when things were going strong. I am grabbed by several of them and dragged to a picnic table, then stretched out across the table on my back. Someone was holding each arm and both of my legs. One guy took out a pocket knife and cut off my clothes. The bikers were quick to whip their cocks out and put them in my mouth and pussy. Though I knew it was best not to struggle, I did anyway because I do love the fight and excitement it brings. It makes me so fucking wet and my orgasms are out of this fucking world. I was gangbanged, fucked repeatedly while many watched. I lost count at how many times that I came. I loved every fucking second of it.
The Fall Skank Hunt
This time of year always excites me. All of the yummy food and traditions from the old world. I love it. This year I will be having my family in, and I will be giving them the best feast they have ever had. But first I have to get the perfect foul fowl. I went on my hunt to find a choice meaty skank. I got everything prepared. I wanted it to be perfect. I needed my look and my scent just right, after all I don’t want to scare them off. The crisp fall air felt so good on my pale skin. My long black hair flowing behind me as I prowled. The Moon Goddess was bright, and she showed me the way to the perfect college party. In the City of Sin, there is always a party. I wanted something young, thick and pure. There is always the nerdy girl who got dragged to the party. She would be drunk and fall right into my sights. I walked in and looked around the place.
Drunk girls everywhere, perfect hunting ground. All of the silly little college boys jaw’s dropped when they watched me walk in, but I didn’t care. I was on a mission. I knew what I wanted, and I knew exactly where to find her. After a few minutes of scouting, I found her. Passed out in a hallway closet. She had puked all over herself. I shoved my finger down her throat to make her puke again. She woke up to see me trying to help her. I told her I would clean her up and we walked right out of the house together. I could feel her weight against me as she leaned on me for help. Her 42 double d’s made my mouth water. I was going to roast those first. They would be so tender and juicy, I just had to get her home first.
Strangulation Phone Sex Whore
Strangulation phone sex is fairly new to me, but I discovered at a bondage club recently, I rather like being choked out. And not just by cocks. The power of your strong dominant hands around my neck makes my pussy wet. I know you could snap my neck like a bird. That kind of power you hold is intoxicating to me. Last night I hooked up with a guy I met on Fet Life. He was looking for a bitch to throttle. He had a preference for blonde bimbos too. When I met him, I had a pit in my stomach. It was from fear, but fear turns me on. I knew he was the kind of man who could easily kill me; likely wanted to kill me. He put a choke collar on me instantly. Slapped my face and punched me in the gut. He wanted to make sure I knew I was property. HIS property. I did too. I was weak in the knees, wet in the pussy and warped in the brain. He put his big hands around my neck and squeezed so tight I saw stars then passed out. Woke up with him fucking my ass with his hands around my throat again. He never called me by my name. I was Whore all night. I could have died at any moment. I was never so turned on in my life.
She was so sweet, so trusting, so stupid
She was so sweet,so trusting… so stupid. I know that when she looked at me she just saw a harmless little white girl, the kind of girl that wouldn’t hurt a fly, so she thought that I was safe to go with but she was very very wrong. I took her on a drive, she thought that we were going to find her daddy but really I was taking her to my favorite killing grounds out in the woods… far away from anyone that could hear her screams. She didn’t realize that anything was out of the ordinary until we were in the middle of nowhere, she started asking about her daddy and even started to tear up a little so I told her that she was never going to see her daddy again. I dragged her screaming and kicking out of the car and just went crazy on her. I was beating her over the head with a rock, I meant to take my time and torture her slowly but I was in a murderous rampage and couldn’t stop myself from beating her head in! She was too stupid to live anyway but I regret going to fast, next time I will go a little slower…
Accomplice phone sex with Langley
On the way home I stopped by our local gym, we ate beautifully, and richly last night, and I had some serious calories to burn off. I can’t help favoring that fine round rump she had on her.
While I was there stretching, I ran into this sexy little thing I work with, Katelyn from youngonesphonesex.com. She’s got a fine, rounded ass, and some nicely thickened thighs. I think my favorite cannibalism phone sex caller will just love the taste of her! I’m the best at accomplice phone sex, and here, there’s no taboos!
So I invite her back to my place, the dumb bitch thinks it’s for a 3 some, haha! So we head over and I have her get comfortable on the couch while I go get our partner. He’s an older gentleman, but he’s got a really nice cock! And an even nicer mind. While he stands before her and I introduce them to each other, I say “Katelyn, this is Rick. Rick, this is my coworker Katelyn, and she’s going to be our dinner tonight.” As her eyes widen, before she gan finish gasping “What?!” I clasp a rag doused with medical grade ether to her mouth and nose. With my upper body strength, keeping her pinned until she loses consciousness.
Once she’s in the basement, and all nice and smooth and clean, her skin softly glowing with the aura of life, I ask Rick, “hey baby, I was thinking, we’ve been eating a lot of grilled and roasted meals lately, and it’s getting so cold outside, do you think we could make a nice stew tonight?”
“Darling, I think that sounds like a fantastic idea! Let’s lay her on the table for prep, and we’ll work together on her seasonings and the vegetables.” This just makes me giddy! I love spending time with him, especially in the kitchen. I feel so connected with him when we prepare our meal together.
The water is boiling nicely in the cauldron while we ground fresh herbs and chopped the potatoes, parsnips, and celery. I have a nice dish of herb rice stuffing baking in the oven. The house smells glorious.
When the water is to a nice boil, we plop her in int rolling water, and clasp shot the metal grate lid, leaving her about a foot between her and the top. She’s there, floating face up for a few moments, before the pain of her hot flesh begins to wake her. She starts crying and whimpering as her flesh turns bright pink, then red. She tries to push against the lid, just making herself sink lower in the water, towards the searing hot bottom.
As her life fades from her body, as she’s cooking alive, Rick and I discuss what plates we’re going to use tonight, and which wine would suit her best. I think tonight, red should do.
Now, what’s for dinner do you think?
Sometimes Snuff Porn is Better than Torture Sex
Snuff porn is not just all about young coeds. Most of the snuff films I have seen involve young school girls, but there is a market out there for mommy and MILF snuff films too. I know. I am always told I deserve to die for being a piece of shit whore. My drug dealer took a hit out on me recently because of all the money I owe him. I knew it was just a matter of time before my dead corpse was rotting in an alley dumpster. The sad thing is no one will know I am missing. Well, they won’t care that I am missing. I am trying to stay hidden in this underground dungeon club. It may be safe from my dealer, but it is not safe. The male members of this club are into torture sex. I have been hiding out here for days now and I wish I was dead. It is a miracle I am alive with all the sick things they have been doing to me. Some of what they have done makes shitting in my mouth seem approved for the Disney Channel. One guy took pleasure in fucking my ass with a broken dirty beer bottle. I can still feel shards of glass stuck inside my asshole. Another man made me drink a mixture of maggots and cum. I puked it up, then had to lick it back up. Another sadist put a sewer rat up my cunt and stitched my pussy lips together. The rodent clawed at my cunt for hours making me bleed from the inside out. I know I am safe from my dealer here. He would never come to such a sick depraved place, but I may not make it out alive at this rate. I am disease ridden, bloody, infected and ruined. A bullet to the head is welcomed at this point.