Category: Teen phone sex

Torture phone sex assistant

torture phone sex

I applied for this new position,, and thought I was a shoe-in to get the job. Unfortunately, I received an email stating I wasn’t chosen. The sad news broke me so much that I had a complete meltdown in the parking lot at trader joes. A man in a business suit approached me and asked if I was okay. At first,, I was going to say yes,, but without thinking,, I blurted no,, I am not okay. My school loans are flooding,, and my bills keep piling up. An actual recession is on the verge, and I need income flowing in.

The man said he needed and assistant and wanted to interview me. I was so too happy to hear this news but then when I went ahead to the interview he told me I would have to be his ass whore. Torture phone sex is one thing but actually getting my asshole prolapsed and used for a couple thousand dollars a week seemed like it was a catch 22.

When I got myself together to actually do it I became addicted to the money and the maltreatment.

Real Goth Teen Phone Sex Means Real Pain

Goth teen phone sex

 

All of these little goth teen phone sex bitches who think they have dark souls because they had a rough life need to get a fucking clue.  And I’m going to give it to them.  Those gloomy girls need something to cry about other than mommy and daddy not giving them as much attention as they’d like.  So, as it goes, I’m going to give them some attention that they’ll definitely hate to ensure that their dim outlook on the world is well founded and that the crocodile tears they love to cry are filled with pain.

Imprisonment works wonders for making a tragically gothic styled girlie feel the bleakness of their bland and boring daily lives.  I keep them locked up for a couple of days without any contact with anyone, even myself.  48 straight hours of solitude in a dim and dingy basement is living hell for a teen slut.  No texting, no social media, no parents to get into some weird, angsty fight with.  Just their completely naked, stripped down selves in an empty cell.

When I finally show up in their cold little prison, they always start crying and pleading with me to let them go.  Always.  I tell them that I will in due time but they aren’t ready to be released yet.  I’m not lying to them, I mean it.  I like the potential in them, they just need some help realizing it so they can live a truly melancholy life of gothic misery.  I want them out there in the world spreading their little bits of misery to everyone, but first, they have to learn their lesson.

When I strap them down, they fucking lose their shit.  Those mere moments of freedom between the cell and the Saint Andrew’s cross I lock them up on for proper torturing purposes gives them a glimmer of hope, but the iron shackles locked tight around their ankles and wrists rips it away instantly.  Sometimes they get violent and try to bite or headbutt me, it messes with them so much.  I get it, I don’t blame them a bit.  But I can’t be getting knocked out by some random slut’s oversized forehead or what have you, so I encase their cabeza’s in a big heavy skull mask.  Cools their jets instantly.

From there, I shove a fat black dildo that I attached to the end of an ax handle deep into their counterfeitly catastrophic cunts and take them through whippings and beatings with various tools and implements.  Wooden spoons and stinging nettles are a pretty fun flogging combo.  For me, anyway.  I’m also fond of taking handfuls of thumb tacks and throwing them at my captives as hard as I can.  Leaves really cool marks and sometimes I even get some to stick, it’s pretty fucking funny.

As promised, when I’m satisfied with my work and am certain that they’ll never forget the time they spent with me, I take them out to a completely random location and let them go.  What they do and where they go from there is up to them.  I like to think that they go on to spread real pain and suffering throughout the world instead of the fake as fuck, woe is me grim and gothic phone sex shit that they did in the past.  We’ll see.

 

My Ultimate Gang Rape Fantasy!

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesAll the abuse I’ve taken from daddy has made me a real gang rape fantasy whore! The only thing I think about when daddy isn’t beating me is getting dressed up like a slut and getting myself violated. I would go to my nearest college campus and get way too drunk at a frat party, I’d pretend to be passed out with my legs wide open in the nearest bedroom. My dream is to wake up with a room full of hot and horny fraternity brothers all with their cocks out. I’ll pretend to be scared and beg them to let me go but deep down my pussy would be pounding in excitement. I’d be slippery wet by the time I took that first cock; it would feel so amazing to cum on that force fucking cock while my other holes are being prodded open. I’d begin to squirt once they stuffed that third or fourth cock in me, I’d be cumming so hard their cocks would start shooting load after load into my cunt and ass. Of course, I’d want my tits and face covered in cum too, I’d be the best gang rape fantasy victim they’d ever had!

Snuff Porn While I Masturbate To Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

Snuff porn

Snuff porn is always fun to watch when I am trying to relive some rape phone sex fantasies. I had a taste of cock meat sandwich when I was young. I was walking home from a friend’s house, and I was running late when some older high-school boys stopped me and said they would walk me home. It was dark so I agreed but when we got to the alleyway behind my house, I knew I was in trouble. They grabbed me and dragged me behind a big trash can. They were much bigger than me, so it was easy for them to push me down to my knees. They right away pulled their cock out and were smacking it and tabbing my face with it telling me how they were going to show me how to make friends with older boys. They forced my mouth open and the oldest started fucking my mouth hard I gaged and begged but it didn’t matter. Then I almost threw up when he finally came into my mouth, and I had to taste his seven. The next one fucked my face even harder and then I couldn’t take it any more I bite down as hard as I could, and he screamed. I didn’t let go until he pulled away and his cock was squirting blood and I could feel a piece of his cock was in my mouth and I had blood dripping down my chin. I spit out the piece of cock meat from my mouth and I ran home. They never messed with me again. From that day I have loved CBT and Snuff porn. 

Babysitter Phone Sex Bad Bitch Club

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I am an official member of the bad babysitter phone sex club. I haves this mock side gig as a sitter to give me access to young ones. One of my former masters had me sign up on a babysitting app with a fake ID. I disguise my looks with black hair. I strap my tits down, so I look less busty. It has been a profitable side gig. Not the money I get from the parents to sit their brats. The money I get from men like you when I let you come into some unsuspecting little slut’s bedroom to have some fun. It is amazing what men will pay to fuck a little Lolita slut, especially one who is still a virgin and in pristine condition. Do you have teen rape porn fantasies? Then I am the perfect accomplice for you. I take all the risks and you have all the fun, for a price of course. Jeremy came over last nigh while I was watching this little blonde slut. These girls I watch are pretty little white girls from good homes. They are not trafficked girls with track marks. I do drug them but that is just to fog their memories. No needles. I make a special Ambien cocktail that makes them sleep right through the fucking. Jeremy paid me more money than I make in a year for 30 mins of heaven. He has always wanted to fuck a little girl. I gave him the opportunity of a lifetime. I watched as he pounded her virgin cunt. There was a lot of blood, so she was a virgin. I cleaned her up after he had his fun. I put a plastic tarp underneath the Lolitas to make clean up easier. I hosed off the blood between her legs. She never woke up. She was alive though. It was 30 mins of her life she will never remember. Jeremy will remember it forever though. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies for the very young and innocent?

torture sex lover

torture sex

OnI day, I decided to netflix binge and came across a gnarly doc. The documentary was of a girl around scamming guys all thru her city campus. Unfortunately, the girl scammed the wrong man, and she was set to be tortured for hours.

All she could do was endure the torture sex. Every detail and scene had me as fuck. Hearing all about how her insides were ripped apart after hours of forceful fucking and knowing she was in unbearable brutal pain made me want to play with my cunt.

How could pain equal pleasure for me, you may ask? Since I was a tot, daddy would spank me, beat me, and then soothe me by eating my little puffy cunt.

That kind of interaction got me to become a lover of being a victim, which is why I’m here.

torture sex and no regrets

torture sex

Slice me up and have all the torture sex you’d like with me. I know you like it bloody it makes your cock all hard. when you see me in pain. Who knew that I covered in blood is what you want from me? The only way you will ever want to fuck me or any girl is if they are being hurt.

There’s nothing your cock enjoys more than the sight of blood. Now I know why you would always beg for some bloody period raw sex. Why you would go crazy on my cycle never made sense to me. All along, you were some vampire fiening for my blood and wanting to hurt me for hours till I had no sign of a pulse.

The Rise And Fall Of Dawn

Accomplice phone sex

 

Sure, accomplice phone sex sounds great, but the one time I tried to take on a trainee and make a twisted little mentee in my image, it went horribly wrong!  I thought I could create a cute and cum thirsty killer just like me, but, boy, was I wrong.

I was on the prowl one night when I came upon a big piece of property with a small little house on it and an old shed tucked way out in the back forty.  I lurked in the shadows and crossed along the perimeter of the land until I reached the out building, where I could hear muffled screams coming from the inside.  I quietly dashed over to the door and slowly slid it open to find it was a makeshift bedroom obviously set up for abuse and torture.  The target of all of that pain was laying shackled to a bed with big, greasy fuck pig on top of her, rough humping and pushing her face hard into the mattress.

The flashbacks to my past were staggering but fueled my instantaneous rage.  I jumped on that jackass like a jungle cat and started stabbing him in the neck over and over again until he gurgled and spurted and collapsed on top of the captive girl.  I pushed him off of her, unlocked her blood-slick shackles and quickly absconded with her into the darkness.

Of course I felt bad for her so I took her under my wing and brought her into my lethal life of sex, drugs and severe sadism.  I even told her to pick a new name for her new life, just like I did, and, after a little deliberation, she went with “Dawn.”  She was into all of it, didn’t even freak out in any of the weird rooms in my house of horrors!  Dawn took to kidnapping, torture and using whatever lousy fuck she wanted to please her pretty little pussy with no problem.  She took to her new life with vigor and extreme violence.  And that was kind of the problem.  She was a little too into it and way too into me.

Sure, we were lovers, we did a lot of fucking together.  That wasn’t the issue.  She didn’t just want to be with me, she wanted to BE me.  We would plan a simple stalking or subway throat slashing and then Dawn would go off on her own and do it before our agreed upon scheduled time.  Also, every festering little fuck pig we brought home she would take control of the situation and have all of the fun with them herself.  Like she would edge me out of the situation and cut all of the juiciest spots or fuck all of the biggest cocks herself and try to just leave me with some sliced up and bloodied bodies and a bunch of limp dicks!  I was not having it.

The fuck straw that broke the killer camel’s back was when I found her in my bed wearing my lingerie and fucking the corpse of a guy I actually liked.  He didn’t deserve that, he was one of the good ones.  But, in true Jennifer Jason Leigh style, she didn’t like that he and I had any sort of friendly connection for one reason or another so she put a stop to it.  So I put a stop to her.

Sometimes you can’t get close enough to a person, either to have a real connection with them or to simply kill them.  So, when you’ve failed to successfully assimilate them into your lurid life and if you don’t want to risk what they might do to you if they manage to get their hands on you, in that case of having absolutely, positively no other choice at all, I bring out my .45 ACP.  I might not have been able to trust the crazy cunt I created, but I can always trust my Colt.  

Poor Dawn didn’t have a chance.  Truthfully, I should’ve known better.  Sure, we started out the same, but Willow was created and crafted by the dark, but Dawn was created by Willow.  Kind of like a copy of a copy.  I’m an imperfect being, nothing I do will ever be perfect.  But I guarantee you I’ll never try to teach an abused bitch how to be me, ever again.

 

snuff phone sex drives you wild

 

Snuff Phone Sex

Snuff phone sex drives you wild. I love to make my master happy, so whenever I bring over a friend, I torture her. If I don’t torture my friend, my master will torture me twice as hard. I don’t want to be on his bad side. If I ever decide to disobey him, I know that it will be hell. My cunt is his; he will do what he wants with it when he wants with it and wherever he likes. It hurts me, but I must do whatever I must to be spared. I am not one to torture other women or anyone for that matter. You have to do what will get you off the hook when you are in a challenging situation.
As a good enslaved person, I’m going to make him happy and make sure that I torture the slats and get his cock nice and hard.

I’m Daddy’s Favorite Victim!

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Daddy and his friends made a mess of me this weekend! Daddy was very mad about me asking him for new panties, he said only whores need sexy underwear and that if I wanted to be a whore, I was going to get beat like one. Daddy slapped me again and again until he pulled his cock out and shoved it in my mouth. I gagged and cried as he ripped my stockings and rammed his big thick dick in my pussy, daddy fucked me hard and fast while he held me by the throat. I couldn’t help but cum on his cock as he nutted inside me, just when I thought it was over, I heard so many footsteps coming towards my room. Daddy’s friends all walked in with hard cocks for me to take in my cum dumped incest cunny, daddy told them to beat me because I enjoyed being his abuse doll.