“Look me in the eyes , you stupid bitch” I looked up at him, scared for what he might do to me or make me do next. When he kidnapped me from my own bedroom in the middle of me playing with my pussy I knew then I was fucked – literally. I knew then I would be caused pain, humiliation and suffering. But as a whore, I knew I deserved it. I needed his cock, craved that throbbing dick even though I had no idea what was going on. He pushed me back and freed my arms that had been tied up, pushing a toy into my hand. He smiled at me, a wicked smile as he ordered me to fuck my pussy with it, and if it wasn’t as hard as he wanted then I would suffer punishment for it. I cried and whimpered and began to slam the toy in and out of my cunt, as he watched and jerked his cock. I guess it wasn’t enough for him as he flipped me right over and ripped the toy from my cunt and slammed it into my ass. I tried to crawl away but he dragged me back onto that toy and slammed his throbbing dick into my pussy. He was fucking my pussy with his cock and my ass with the toy, and all I could think of was what a piece of shit rape fantasy victim I was…
Category: Torture phone sex
Hitchhiking Leads To Kidnapping
When my car broke down on the side of the road, I reached for me cell, only to realize I had no service. Realizing I had no choice but to hitchhike and hope for the best, I got out of the car. Car after car passed, without even slowing down. Finally a sedan slowed down. Inside was an older man who looked like a nice man. I told him where I was headed and he said he would be happy to give me a lift. He didn’t have a cell for me to call anyone either. I jumped in his car and we started down the road. When he missed my turn, I told him. He snapped at me to shut up. He said he was going to get paid for his kindness in picking a whore up off the side of the road. An evil glint was in his eye.
He pulled up at a run down store that looked like it had been closed for business for quite a while. He ushered me into the dirty bathroom. He pulled out lengths of rope, tying me up where I couldn’t move. He was sadistic in his pursuit of pleasure, beating me with a whip, biting my nipples and clit, and even strangling me with a rope before he finally fucked me hard in the pussy and ass, leaving a large load of cum inside my asshole. After he came, he abused me some more, using a rope to strangle me to the point of blacking out several times before releasing his grip on me. My body was black and blue from his beating and my throat burned from the ropes. He left me there, tied up in one of those abandoned stalls, my body screaming in pain. I wondered how long I would be there before being discovered. I needn’t have worried because soon another man appeared in the restroom. Finding my body already used and abused, he decided he would have his way with me as well.
She picked the wrong day to hitchhike
So there I was just minding my own business driving down the road when I saw this little whore standing on the side of the road with her thumb out. She was a mess, her hair was wild and her clothes looked torn and filthy, I couldn’t tell if she was a nasty drug addled hooker or just some homeless teen but either way, she had my blood lust up just looking at her. I pulled over and asked if she needed a ride, she looked so happy to see a woman in the car so of course she accepted right away… dumb bitch didn’t even notice the rope or the knives in the backseat. She spun me some tale about how she had just escaped from some mean man, she said that he had forced her to do all kinds of nasty shit and she thought that he was going to kill her, dumb bitch actually thought she was safe with me! Hahaha she realized she wasn’t as soon as I grabbed her and broke the passenger window with her head! Then I stabbed that bitch until she was quite dead and dumped her body out of my car… I wonder who attacked her first though, I bet he would be a lot of fun to play with!
Amputee Slut
Master has been wanting to take my mutilation to a whole other level. To show me what he will ultimately do one day he introduced me to Peggy- his amputated whore. I was jealous of how beautiful she was, even with no appendages. I knew he gave her that nickname to make her feel low about herself but it didn’t seem to do much justice. She was cocoa brown all over with perky little tits all wet from soaking in the bath. She invited me into the tub and master immediately began to undress me. When I was completely naked he forced me into the tub with Peggy. Is this what he wanted me to be? His helpless slut that can’t walk she wasted no time wiggling through the shallow water and using her mouth to kiss up and down my body. Her pussy eating skills we’re out of this world! I didn’t want her to think I was freaked out by her nugget appearance so I picked her up and began to face fuck her cunt. Master watched me and his amputee get sudsy and slippery in the tub. I’ll never forget the fun we had!
We gave it to her good!
Oh she was perfect, a sweet little virgin I knew he was going to love. She was blonde and delicate and had the biggest blue eyes you’ve ever seen, I knew he was going to love watching those eyes fill with tears as much as I was! His dick was hard as soon as he laid eyes on her and he wasted no time in violently ripping her clothes right off her. Then he shoved that cock down her throat as deep as he could get it… god it was making me hot as fuck! He was brutal with her and it was driving me into a frenzy, I wanted my turn with her and I wanted it right then! Soon enough he was thru fucking her little holes… he tossed her at my feet and I beat her to fucking death with my bare hands! It was amazing… what a night!
Road Kill!
My master told me about one of his crazy fucked up fantasy. I am absolutely creamy waiting. He started by telling me that he wanted me to lay on semi hot coals where my body will be all pink and tinder to the touch. He wants to hear my skin sizzling and the smell of burning flesh makes his cock hard and throb. Then he wants to throw me over his shoulder and take me outside where his truck is. He wants to throw me on the ground and hook me to the back of his truck with a chain to his ball hitch on the back of his truck. He wants to drag my limp body down a lime rock and asphalt road making me have road rash all over my tinder body.
I am bleeding all over the road as he drags my naked body down a public road. Then he wants me to take a private road and unhook me and bend me over the tail gate of his truck and fuck my tight pussy. I am bleeding and I have open wounds every where. He wants to dig his nails in the holes on my body. He just wants to use me and throw me on side of the road like road kill.
Facing His Torture Sex Desires Together
He couldn’t look me in the eye when the conversation started. He was ashamed of the dark places his fantasies took him when he was alone and masturbating. But he couldn’t hide the huge pop tent that was growing in his pants as he got into more detail. Torture sex is what makes him cum the hardest. When he is jerking his cock, he lets his mind wonder and images of torture sex fill his mind. One fantasy has his girlfriend tied to a chair. He is circling her naked with a raging hard on his pre-cum glistening in the moonlight that is streaming in the window. She is smiling up at him unaware that his mind is filling with the horrific things he will do to her tonight. He walks over to a dresser and pulls out a rusty nail. Still stroking his dick he walks over to her and lifts her forefinger off the arm of the chair positioning the nail under her finger nail he pushes it down to the cuticle. It takes everything in him not to explode as her screams meet his ears and the fear registered in her eyes. Her begging and pleading, her declarations of love and the repeated question “why” only served to inflame his desire. He pulled the iron poker out of the fire place and walked back towards her. Tears streaming down her face, he tried to decide where he would place the first mark on her. Slowly he lifted the red hot poker to her left nipple and trembled as he listened tot he sound of her flesh searing, her deafening screams and the smell of burning flesh. That is when I stopped him. I was on the verge of cumming myself. I told him I understood how much of a turn on torture sex is and asked if he ever let himself get even darker and imagine snuff sex. The wicked smile he gave me told me everything I needed to know. He agreed to bring her to me nightlight and I agreed to help him live out his fantasy and make it a reality, on one condition, I get to watch it all and he has to fuck my wet cunt when we are done with her.
Bye Bye Nipple
I had a torturous weekend…something I will literally never be able to forget. My master was not happy with me, for what reason…well you can truly pick anything I did wrong as the stupid fucking deserving slut I am. I needed to be punished and it needs to be something that I could never in a million years forget…something that will permanently scar me. Most of you have heard of an amputee fetish, and my master is no stranger to it either. He takes that, his bondage and whipping toys and mixes them all together for the worst kind of punishment for me. First he starts by binding my tits, and whipping them raw. They’re purple because he ties them so tightly! Next he tells me he can brand me or cut off my nipple. I really am struggling now cuz I am so scared, and that’s his favorite time to fuck me – when I’m fighting him. He pumps his cum into my pussy as I beg for mercy, not being able to feel my tits but knowing soon I will feel the most excruciating pain imaginable. Soon I am hanging there, cum dripping out of my cunt, my head bloody too from being beaten, and my nipple hanging off, still bound up and helpless. Blood dripping knowing I am helpless to be his forever, now. But I know I deserved it…all of it.
Don’t ask for it if you don’t want it!
Seriously boys, if you don’t really want it… don’t fucking ask me for it! This pathetic little pain slut had been begging me for MONTHS to cut off his fucking legs, he said that he didn’t want them, that he was meant to be a fucking cripple. I kept telling him no no no, you will regret this, the pain will be too much for you, there is no way you could handle it. But nooooooo, this little fucking bitch boy just HAD to have it done and he wouldn’t stop whining about it every fucking day! So I said fuck it! I grabbed that little fucking psycho and strapped him to my table. His dick was hard and he was so excited… until I started cutting through his leg that is. That is when he started screaming and begging me to stop. He said the pain was too much for him to bear but that was just too fucking bad for him because there was no fucking way that I was going to stop now! I told him, this is what you wanted remember?? I knew that it was going to go like this and that is why I said no, now you are going to have to fucking deal with it! I kept on sawing until both his fucking legs were cut the fuck off and then I had my doctor slave stitch his sorry ass up. The moral of the story is listen to your fucking Mistress because she knows better than you do!
The Rockets Red Glare
It’s the fourth of July. Everyone I know wants to go see the damned fireworks show.
Fuck that I am going to make my own fireworks show.
An evil, sadistic, twisted, wicked show just for me.
The main event is sedated and bound in the guest bedroom.
I have bought all the explosives I need to light up the night sky and make me ooo and ahhh at the sight and sound of it all.
Sitting here with a slippery wet cunt and a tingle in my stomach because waiting is the hardest part.
As the sun is begins to set and I go outside to start setting everything up. Just as I start to think that he should be waking up soon , I hear him start to moan through the bed room window. his moans soon become screams as he realizes his plight.
Pulling him into the center of the yard I cut all the clothes off of him. I open the sparklers and begin sharpening the little metal sticks so that I can push them into his body before lighting them.
Surveying my handy work I am very pleased with the way he looks. Almost like a porcupine. Small trails of blood running down his flesh. Lighting all the sparklers I release him from the chain and watch as he runs, screaming as the little sparks burn his flesh.
I thought he would stop drop and roll and ruin it for me but he didn’t.
Next I begin to tape the good stuff to his body with duct tape, Roman candles taped to his sides, Cakes taped to his chest and forehead and bottle rockets inserted in his penis and mouth.
As soon as they are all lite I step back and watch, his screams making me wetter then hell, knowing that the site of his chard and disfigured body as he takes his last breath will make me cum hard.