I am a stay at home wife I got everything I ever wanted and needed and had a good loyal husband well thought I did, he came home one day and said he had got fired and I asked him why he said because he was late to work come to find out his boss called and told me he got fried because he got caught fucking a female employ in the bathroom, so I asked him about it and him beat me saying he is lieing and I was talking to him, well my husband said we need to make money some how and he told me he will make me his whore wife, well the next morning I had woke up I went down stairs and seen 5 men in there my husband said you ready I laughed thought he was joking but he wasn’t I got fucked by 5 dudes at the same time and all of them filling each of my holes up, I tend to get use to having several of men fuck me so from that day I became my husbands little whore wife, and I loved it, I love to get gang banged and the shit fucked out of everyone of my holes, I have a lot of gang bang stories to tell you and I know you want to here them, or maybe you want to here me getting fucked by several dudes and them pounding my pretty black pussy and coming all inside of me and on my body come make me your nigga slut baby
Category: Torture phone sex
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Castration Phone Sex is My Favorite Taboo Phone Sex Call
Castration phone sex is my favorite. Why? Because testicles are for winners. Let’s be honest here. If you read past the first sentence, you are not a winner. You are a loser with a tiny dick or a broke down dick or just a fucking moron who has no reason procreating. A real man would see the word castration and say to himself, “What the fuck,” and not read any further. Not you right? You are still reading this because you know you do not deserve your balls. You need a woman like me in your life who will not hesitate to remove your junk. I have a special place in my cold dark heart for losers who can admit their short comings and ask for help. It won’t make me not remove said loser’s balls, but I will do so more compassionately. You piss me off or fight me, your testicles get fed to the animals and you don’t get the benefit of a soldering iron. You can just bleed out.
My reputation for junk removal is well known in certain parts. Often times I get men sending me letters with pictures pleading for me to whack off their nuggets. Many offer to pay me for my time and service. Just last week, I gave Bob the chance to lose his balls for a small fee. He had been begging me for months. No money was ever offered up until he got in trouble with the law for exposing his little click stick to some young girls, who by the way laughed at him and snapped pictures they later posted on Instagram and Snapchat before calling the police. When I arrived at his place, I found him with a castration band already around his balls. They were turning blue and he was having difficulty talking. I put a ball gag in his mouth so his neighbors would not hear the screams. I laid a towel down underneath him as not to stain his carpet. And, I handcuffed him to a chair so he could not fight me.
I have lots of ways to take off nuts, but Bob was getting the compassionate service since he paid me $2,000. A grand a nut. I pulled his balls down and sliced at the skin being tugged away from his body by the band with my big blade. Blood splattered; Bob passed out and his nuts fell to the ground. I cauterized the wound, used some smelling salts to revive him, then left him his testicles as a memento . How you interact with me determines if your get the compassionate service or if you bleed out on your living room rug.
Let Me Tell All…
Taboo phone sex can always turn more and more intense. On what should have been just a harmless little lap dance turned into a brutal evening for me. I guess Daddy noticed I’ve been dancing in my room, shaking my little body like I would if I was in the club. He must have planned the whole thing honestly…that’s quite like him. He’s mean and he wants me to suffer forever and ever for being a whore. And I can’t blame him. I am fully aware that I am a worthless little slut, that is just here to be used and abused, forced and hurt…it will never end. I’ve accepted that, Daddy’s a drunk who’s beat me senseless almost every night since I can remember. Violating my holes, making me bleed and cry and beg for mercy. All of it is his favorite thing…and what turns him on most. So when he acted so sweet, like he wanted to actually see me dance on him…I should have known what it was going to turn to. As I swept my little ass above his cock, dipping low and grinding against him Daddy grabbed my hips and a fistful of hair. He slammed my face onto the coffee table and I hurt a crack and felt blood. “You fucking whore.” He yanked my little panties right off. “You think I want to see what a slut you are? I already know what a little fucking cunt you are!” He was panting and I could feel his hard dick pressing up against my bare ass. I was dizzy and my face was pouring blood. He was forcing his cock into my tight pussy, it was dry and unwilling but he was making it go in and I could barely fight it. He fucked me harder and harder hearing me cry and cussing the whole time…I knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d have his friends join in on using me too…and I just took it, like I always do.
Snuff sex
So my mom is at it again having random men spend the night. I do not even know where she meets these men. I go to sleep in my room and I am always woken up with a hard cock pressed against my lips. I do not even get a chance to scream because their cocks quickly penetrate each hole and they do not even hesitate to cut off my air by either choking me or shoving their dicks so far down my throat that it clogs up my wind pipe.
Well on this particular night, the man my mom brought home, snuck into my room like they always do. He has a big knife though with him. He told me he was going to make me scream. He also told me he was going to make me a bloody mess that got her holes stretched to their limit. I was lucky- he proclaimed. I of course asked why and pleaded for him to spare me.
He had no mercy and told me with deep black eyes that after he gets done fucking me, he is going to slowly watch the life drain out of my eyes. I am lucky because this will be my last memory, of some man wanting to fill my holes. I will be used up and in desperate need to be discarded of. I wonder if I can do anything to convince him other wise.
Sadistic Easter
You had to be sick to use a holy holiday to fuel your sadistic pleasures. Yet, that is exactly what you’ve done. For days you kept me locked in a cage suffering, giving only water and bread for nourishment. Occasionally, you would open my cage to feed your own pleasure. Once stuffing your cock down my throat, gagging me on each stroke, raping my throat hard and cumming deep in my belly. Another you pleasured me by eating my pussy, but only long enough to get me wanting and then leaving me without allowing my orgasm. Finally you take me out of my cage, only to punish me with the whip, lashes across my back and buttocks, laughing evilly as the skin breaks and my warm blood begins to spill. Yet, even with all that, you are still not through torturing me. Now I find myself hung on a cross – arms and legs spread eagle as I await your next punishment. How else will you use my poor beaten and battered body?Will I finally get release or will there only be more pain? And this is my Easter…
Poor Little Thing
I saw him walking in the park, pushing the stroller in front of him. She looked just like him in miniature. Striking up a conversation about how cute she was had him spilling his guts in no time. His wife died during the birth and he was left alone and caring for her. If my heart wasn’t so fucking black I might have felt sorry for him. But all I could think of was how my pussy was dripping as I imagined her little body covered in blood by his hands. The anguished look that would cover his face as he lost her too. The pain in his voice as he tells me he wants to die. And the pleasure it will bring me to keep him alive and suffering for a while. Offering him a home cooked meal was the ticket to getting him right where I wanted him. Watching all my fantasies come to life was priceless. As I sit here smoking a cigarette, listening to his anguished sobs is just making me hotter. He is chained now with her lifeless body laying in front of him, tormenting him….my evil heart has no conscience.
Holy Thursday wasn’t very holy for me!
Holy Thursday, was a holy day right? More like the opposite for me! I think this day should be about sacrifice…and I’ve got just the girl in mind. Jadyn. That slut is the biggest whore of all! I knew that all those naughty, and all those sinful would appreciate such a corrupt little girl. Don’t let that pretty cute smile fool you, she knows exactly how to be the dirtiest little bitch. She knows how to take all these cocks in the most brutal way…until that little smile is no more and little Jadyn just stops breathing…but I am getting ahead of myself. I’m just ready to see the terror in her eyes as she realizes this is no regular gangbang but rather a vicious fucking sacrifice. She’ll be taking cocks up her ass and pussy one second, and choking on a nice long dick too…and then the next that cock down her throat it going to keep choking her. She won’t be able to breathe at all…and I’ll be just laughing and laughing as she struggles for air, as I see all those hands grasping her neck and choking her there too…all the while pounding those little holes…bye bye Jadyn you’ve been the best little sacrifice yet.
Good Friday for the Fire Ants…..
I finally trapped the monster who stole my car and it’s gonna be a Good Friday he won’t live to forget. I’ve starved him in my dungeon for only a week now with nothing but vinegar to drink. I’ve made him jerk off 25 times for my amusement. Teach that fucker to leave condom wrappers in my car. He’s crazy with fear and hunger, willing to say anything I tell him to live. I fuck with him, making him renounce his God, though he isn’t even Christian.
I put a rope around his wrists and drag him outside, 200 acres away from civilization. I walk him in circles, kicking him. Knocking him down over and over. Hey, what better way to celebrate Easter than a good old fashioned re-enactment of the Play. I kick him in the teeth and he is drooling blood. Unlike Christ, his crown is one of barb wire, with sharpened steel spikes that spear the flesh, digging in clear to the brain. I’ve driven tacks into his sandals so that each step draws blood, calling the fire ants. I grab my riding crop and cut lashes into his back. I hate fucking thieves. I’m feeling demented and creative. I see an old landscape timber rotting in the grass. I make him pick it up and carry it over his head. I feel giddy with religious energy. The effort makes him cry and beg. The fire ants are climbing his bloody rags now, biting him, taking to their special hell.
You didn’t really think I was gonna nail him to a cross, did ya? That’s so cliche. I’m just gonna nail some spikes into a 2×4 and knock him across the head with it. Leave the asshole lying there in the dust. Let the fireants and the varmints to do the rest. Aint no justice like MY justice.
Choked Out
I was in a sound sleep. The first sleep I have gotten in days after my husband decided to go on a beating binge. Just like he did when we first got married all them years ago. He was the sweetest guy and it was like a switch flipped the first week into our marriage. He would go on for weeks throwing me around the house punching me with his fists and pounding me with his cock. The it would suddenly stop. Well it is happening again. About a week ago he came home he kicked the living hell out of me and even cause me to lose a tooth. Of course when his rage ended I went to the dentist and had to have it fixed. He made sure I was not going to be an old toothless whore. So after my procedure they sent me home with some medication. I am not used to taking these pain killers but I will say this. The put me into a deep sleep and I finally was able to rest this old beat down body. That was until I woke up with a cock shoved down my throat. What woke me up was my air way was restricted with his swollen dick head. It had my throat plugged and I could not breathe. I tried to move my head to free him from my throat but he quickly grabbed me by the head of my hair and held me there just until he seen my eyes starting to shut as I was losing consciousness and beginning to see little black dots. He would let me catch my breath just enough to keep me from falling out then he would ram his rod back down my throat. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take I tried to mumble that I was dizzy and the room was starting to spin but just then thankfully he busted his shooting it right down my throat filling my stomach up with his hot sticky mess. I was thankful he was satisfied for the moment and I was able to get that much needed rest, because I knew it would not e long before I was at the hand of his desire.
Rape phone sex fantasies make date night FUN!
Yet ANOTHER boring date I was thinking…we just aren’t the dinner and movies kind of people. We were coming into the movie room and saw a little girl in the corner, all curled up and scared. No one else was around and she was lost, and helpless. This date was finally starting to look up! A stupid little girl is sure to make things exciting! My twisted boyfriend and I swept her away into our car and far away…never to be seen again by anyone but us. We brought her home and tied her up. She was really young and little! Her body was bald with hair and she has big innocent looking eyes. I couldn’t wait to completely and brutally violate her. I really couldn’t wait to completely wreck that bitches little world. Stupid bitch gets lost and then suffers multiple wounds from being stabbed, fucked and used. MMM! This is the best date ever! I love helping my boyfriend with his rape phone sex fantasies and mine too! A little slut like this is going to be a virgin so it’s going to be nice an bloody. He is going to make her taste her virgin blood on his cock. That there is enough to make me fucking cum! But I was not done with this worthless piece of shit…I planned to keep this going overnight, or until she bleeds to death!