Category: Torture phone sex

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Bondage phone sex MaceyI wanna be your dirty fucking cum slut slave. Tie me the fuck up so you’re cutting off my circulation with tight bondage, I wanna be crying tears and having them stream down my face because I’m in so much pain. Slap your big ass fucking cock across my face and leave red marks so that I know you marked your territory. Prove to me that i’m your slutty whore! I’m gonna be begging you to let me go out of the ties and I want you to laugh and spit in my face while I plead with you. Pry open my mouth and make me open my jaw wide and shove your cock down my filthy esophagus, making me fucking gag and choke all over it. Tears are gonna be streaming down my face from taking the pain. The more I choke and gag, the more spit gets on your cock and the more you thrust it down my throat, in and out as fast as you can, making me make gargling noises because it’s so fucking far down. Pull it out and throw me on my stomach and put my ass up face down and spread my cheeks wide so that my tight little asshole is gaping open wide for you to plow into me. Shove your cock deep inside of my hole, ripping and tearing me open and making me scream and beg for mercy again! Fuck my ass as hard as you can, making my cheeks clap and jiggle while you’re deep inside of my guts. I want you to creampie my asshole and make your fucking cum drip the fuck out of me. I wanna feel that hot gooey jizz draining out of my ass and down my legs. Fucking lap it up with your tongue and lick it all up, every last fucking drop. I want you to taste how good your cum tastes after its drained out of my perfect pink little asshole!

Strangulation phone sex play

Strangulation phone sex LangleyHave you ever stood up too quick and got all light-headed, then your whole body kinda tingled? That’s what I’m so fucking addicted to! I get off so hard on strangulation phone sex! Maybe a little too much.

A guy was wanting to learn about erotic asphyxiation, so he asked me. Of course I was happy to oblige! I had him lay back on my bed, while I straddled his lap. Of course his cock sprang into action, and made it much easier to slide him into my cunt and hold on tighter, as I knew he would thrash some at first. But, that’s ok! 

I slipped off my shirt, and leaned over him, while I rode that dick! His eyes were focused on my perky little tits as my little hands wrapped around his throat. As soon as I started to squeeze, I felt his cock jerk and twitch, getting even harder!

I pressed in on his arteries, slowing the blood flow to his brain, making his face turn red, his eyes started to bulge. I didn’t want to stop, the rush of watching his fucking panic, his life draining under my hands was so fucking hot, I started to squirt right fucking then and there! 

Then my grip faltered, he moved, flipped me over before my orgasm had even finished, his dick still deep within my pulsing pussy. One big hand around my throat, he was hissing that I was going to fucking kill him.

Then I realized he wasn’t just horny, he was fucking pissed! Before I could explain that wasn’t the case (well, so it may have been, but gimme a fucking break, here) He threw his body weight into his hand, easily pinning me far into my mattress. His other hand balled into a fist, and he struck, over and over again as he dumped his seed into my belly. In an odd, detached way,

I felt the pops and snaps of the bones in my face breaking, the cartilage crumbling, vessels spewing. As my eyesight faded into blackness, I could hear the sickeningly wet sounds of his fist pounding into my fresh, bloody meat.

Nipples, tortured and filleted

Sometimes, you end up in a situation that you thought you wanted, but it evolved into something worse than what you could have even imagined. I met a guy online thru an alternative sexual meeting group. I figured there would be other people with extreme fetishes. That is the point of the groups. One guy in particular lived somewhat close to me, only about 35 min away. We exchanged numbers and agreed a meeting for sexual purposes would be a good idea.
We had texted a few times and decided on a day to meet up. I was nervous and excited to try some sexually charged torture. When I arrived he promptly escorted me to his dungeon. It was quite elaborate with a lot of restraint devices and canes, craps, clamps of all kinds. He stopped me at the door, ordered me to strip. He pointed to a table and said lay on it. I laid down on the table and my arms and legs were pulled tight stretching me out and making me unable to move much.
He jammed a dildo in my pussy that I think had to be 12 inches around, it was huge, but it felt like I was being fisted and my pussy was aching to cum from it. As I was laying there he was watching me enjoy the large object inside me. I opened my eyes to see a giant knife in his hand, and without giving any moments at all to react, in one motion is filleted my nipple clean off. I screamed from the intense pain, but at the same time he was still fucking my pussy with the giant dildo. I don’t know how or why, but I came. I went home to mend my wounds and think about the events of that night.

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Medical Fetish Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex was what he asked for when he called. I was thinking he had the wrong girl. Honestly, I thought he wanted one of the sadistic women. I assumed that medical fetish was like penis torture, even castration. I was wrong. When he put me in the stirrups, I knew what was next. The doctor always says, “You will feel a little pressure pain,” as he inserts a latex finger covered in lube up your pussy. I wished I was at the gynecologist’s office, but I was with a sadist MD. No latex glove, no lube. What was inserted inside me was a speculum with teeth. Sharp razor edges pierced my flesh as he cranked it open gapping my pussy so wide a head would have fit inside of me. Once I was opened as wide as the Red Sea, he found my urethra. He shoved some device down my pee hole. Now that was a new pain. Excruciating pain. That was just the beginning of the torture sex. As I laid in stirrups, with my pussy gapped open and bleeding from the speculum, he attempted to fuck my pee hole. Such a small opening for such a big object like a cock. I screamed as he fucked the smallest, tightest hole on my body. I was crying from the pain. He warned me not to cry. My punishment was severe. He dumped a bottle of hydrogen peroxide in my bleeding cunt and over my now bleeding urethra. It might as well have been battery acid. I felt my insides being eaten away. I tried to not cry, fearing more, even, worse punishment. I was one big medical experiment. My vaginal wall was shredded. My pee hole gapped and burned. My nipples cut and pierced. And, in the end my ass fucked so hard it prolapsed. My first medical fetish experience left me bloody and forever scarred.

My Jaw Hurts

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When my man is high he gets horny. But he only enjoys sex if it causes me pain. Last night I walked up and down 8th street hooking until I had $300 in my bra. My man took my money as usual and spent it all on crack. He stayed up all night smoking crack while I slept in our bed. I woke up to him pulling me out of bed by my hair. He forced me onto my knees and stuffed his hard dick into my mouth. “Touch me with those teeth and I’ll kill you bitch”, he grunted. I knew better and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I looked up and I saw the hate he had for me and I didn’t understand it. Sucking his cock is like torture because the crack numbs him and he can last forever. My jaw always locks up and I have to keep sucking through the pain or he’ll get violent. One time I tried to pull away and he literally knocked me out. I woke up curled up on the floor. I sucked and sucked and sucked. It felt like time was moving so slow and he wouldn’t nut. Tears fell down my face and he didn’t care, I think he likes it when I cry. My jaw hurt so bad but I didn’t stop. Fear pushed me on and I kept sucking. He finally came and I drunk up every drop of semen. He passed out and I cried myself to sleep. I prayed to God for the strength to leave this sadistic man. But I know He doesn’t hear me.

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I was at the club with some of my friends and some nice guys bought me a drink. I do not remember anything except for waking up at one of their places with my clothes off. There were four black guys with huge dicks pointing at me and celebrating that I was finally awake. I was so sore covered in my own blood from my ass and pussy being already ripped into. One of them got on top of me and putt his hand around my neck chocking me out as he inserted his cock into my bloody pussy hole.

I could feel his hands bruising my neck and ripping my pussy open even more. He blew his load inside of me and got off of me. They all laughed as they kicked me and pissed all over me. I had cuts all over my body from them beating the shit out of me. Their hot urine stung as it leaked into my open wounds. They even got my eyes full of piss.

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I was laying in a pool of piss, cum, and my own blood. Just when I thought they were done they turned around and dropped their turds out of their ass all over my face. They said they are going to keep me for awhile so they can keep sticking their big thick black cocks inside all of my holes until they are satisfied.

Blair was chosen for death

2 girl phone sexMy accomplice and I had several victims to choose from, they were all chained in my basement terrified and awaiting their fate. None of them were really turning my accomplice on at first, he was about to just say forget it when he saw Blair. She was huddled in the corner crying, her bright red hair showed like a flame in the gloomy basement and his boredom was gone in a flash! “This one!” He said excitedly, “I’ve never killed a redhead before!” Blair screamed and tried to struggle against her bonds but we had that bitch chained far too tightly for her to escape! He dragged her into the center of the room and told her that if she just sucked his dick really good that we would let her go… can you believe that dumb bitch actually believed him?? She was sucking that dick like a pro and when he came all over her face, she looked relieved, she even asked if we would unchain her. All we could do was laugh and tell that bitch that she wasn’t going anywhere! We strung her up and beat her, she was crying and begging for mercy but she was definitely in the wrong place to find any of that! If I bring a whore into my basement there is only one way she will be leaving… and that’s in a body bag!

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Stop, I Can’t Breathe!

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I walked up and down the boulevard trying to entice men to pull over and pay me for a good time. I was so scared walking home with no money. My man ain’t gonna be happy. He counts on me to feed his drug addiction. I walk through the door and he asked for the money. I told him I didn’t make any and he slapped my face hard. When I saw him going for his belt I ran upstairs to hide. From my hiding place in the closet I could hear him going room to room looking for me.

“Layla, bitch where are you? I just what to talk to you.”, he lied.

I didn’t say a word and I prayed to God in my head that he would be too drunk to find me. But I heard him entering the room and his footsteps got closer and closer…

“Bitch, get the fuck out of this closet right fucking NOW!”, he yelled as he swung the closet door open.

He pulled me by my hair from the closet. Then he fastened the belt around my neck and pulled it tightly. I tried loosening the belt with my fingers, but he pulled it tighter. Tears fell from my eyes because I thought this is it he’s going to kill me this time. He pulled the belt tighter and tighter with all of his strength. I don’t remember blacking out, but I woke up in bed with his face between my thighs. He was eating my pussy and it felt good. He lapped his tongue across my pussy and I grinded myself against his face until I came hard. This is why I can’t leave him, he’s like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

Killer Phone Sex Fun with a Friend

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are my specialty. As a young girl, everyone called me Wednesday Addams because of my morbid fascination with death. Now, I never killed animals like most serial killers. I like animals. It’s people I hate. I am not really a serial killer either. Serial killers murder out of compulsion and they have a type of person they kill, along with a pattern. I kill because I want to, not because I need to. Sometimes I kill for money; other times I kill because the world doesn’t need another asshole or annoying brat. I am more like an angel of death than a serial killer. My killing is compassionate killing for the living. I have this girlfriend who was being harassed and stalked by a total loser. I mean she is a hot model. Statuesque beauty who can have any man she wants. Why would she waste time with a small dick loser? Especially one with no money. I threatened him once. I only give you one warning to back off. The second time we tango, you die. I don’t have the time nor the energy to waste giving warning after warning. Plus, how do I carry any weight if I have no follow through. I want to be taken seriously as a snuff porn queen. Brandon didn’t heed my warning. He also didn’t heed the court’s warning when he walked right through that restraining order. Just like Earle, Brandon had to die. My friend went with me. She was my accomplice and ticket into his gated home. He still lived with mommy and daddy at 35. How pathetic is that? They travel the world, so they were not home. Once we were in, he saw me. Rightfully so, he was scared. He tried to run, but I tossed a bottle at his head and down he went. I wanted to slit his throat immediately, but there is no fun in that. I tied him to his bed spread eagle and naked. Chopped off his balls so I could use them as a ball gag. Aimee did the honors and whacked off his pecker. We let him bleed out slowly and painfully, waited until the shock sunk in, then we sliced an artery and left to have dinner. He had no friends. His parents won’t find him for two weeks. Don’t be a loser or an asshole and you get to live.

Taboo Phone Sex Fuck Slut

taboo phone sexI’m a taboo phone sex queen. I was raised a fuck slave. I enjoy being submissive to men. I met Matt on Tinder. As we texted back and forth, I was clear about my submissive state. He presented himself as a dominant man, but when he arrived, he acted all vanilla and shit. Sure, I like being titty fucked, but only if you use nipple clamps or pierce my nipples with needles first. I did something I rarely need to do. I pushed him to be dominant. As he was banging my boobs and my mouth, I bit his cock hard enough to draw blood. I was hoping he would hit me. No such luck. You would have punched me hard enough to knock out teeth, I bet. Plan B. I bit his nut sack. He was raised not to hit a woman, he informed me. What the fuck? I reiterated my stance that I like it rough. I told him I like my fucking to be a fine line between rough sex and snuff sex. When he again stated his position, I spit in his face. That he didn’t like. That made him shove me; shove me hard. I shoved back. Now he was getting the picture. I raised my hand to smack him, but he blocked me and punched me hard enough in the stomach that I fell to the ground. Once I was down, he started kicking me in the stomach and pussy. He hurled nasty names at me while pissing in my face. I was curled up in a ball on the floor, but he was not stopping. I brought out his inner demon. All that pent up rage came out as he kicked the shit out of me. I was a bloody bruised mess. I came so hard. What the fuck is wrong with me?