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Bondage Phone Sex with Cassandra: Master’s School for Unruly Slaves

bondage phone sex ass worship sadisticMy master took me to an underground bondage club this week. There were several other slaves there too. Master said I needed taught  obedience. The club owner was a hot bitch. A hot dominate mean bitch. Master left me in her care. Master told her to “Break the whore.” She began by making me worship her ass. She forced my face in her ass for hours. She practically suffocated me on that ass. She made me clean her asshole with my tongue. it was so humiliating.

bondage phone sex anal tortureAfter ass worshiping, she tied me up, exposing my holes. She started shoving big ass dildos in my ass and cunt. She didn’t go gently either. All the while, I was getting  my ass paddled by her assistant and skull fucked by another dildo. My Master was sitting with the other masters jacking his dick watching me get anally tortured. I had a foot long black dildo crammed in my ass at the same time that I had one in my cunt. Felt like I would never shit the same way again.  Every time I cried, or whimpered or even grimaced like I was in pain, I got fucked harder.

bondage phone sex rough oral painMaster was getting so turned on, he came over and smothered me with his ball sac. I could not breath. I came close to passing out when he shot a load of cum all down my stomach and over my tits. He then started smacking my tits so hard they turned purple. The head mistress yanked me up and shoved me on the ground and forced me to suck every Master’s cock in that room. So many dicks being forced down my throat. And that was not all. She told them all to fuck my ass. It was gaping open at this point from her dildo torture. I could hear the men laughing as they dumped load after load of cum in my sore asshole.

bondage phone sex torture analI was covered in sweat and cum when she strung me up by the rafters with the other slaves. All of us bound and gagged and suspended  by our arms. She, her and her assistant all moved around us torturing us in various ways. I would get paddled, have something crammed up my ass, have my tits hog tied and electrocuted, be forced to suck cock, get slapped and punched by her and all the masters. This went on for hours until we were all have conscious and begging for mercy. You could smell the piss, the shit, the tears, the fear in the dungeon. We were all begging for mercy, promising to be obedient slaves.

bondage phone sex big tits sex toysSee, I am actually a very obedient slave. I do as all my Masters tell me to do, but some masters still enjoy inflicting as much humiliation and pain on me as they can. What  kind of Master would you be too me?

Evil Accomplice Phone Sex

accomplice phonesex angieHave you ever seen the movie 13 Ghosts? I love the evil Cyrus and his demonic plan to open the eye of hell. I would love to live in his glass house filled with evil spirits held captive by the spells etched on the walls. My absolute favorite scene in the whole movie is when a glass wall is activated during one of the house’s morphing sequences and severs Cyrus’ attorney, Ben,  body in half. His eyes wide with disbelief as he realizes that he his body is no longer one. The movie so inspired me and stirred my need for some cold blooded fun that I decided to devise a way to re-enact that one scene for myself and a lucky accomplice.accomplice phonesex 13ghosts It took us several weeks to devise the sharp sheet of glass, rig it guillotine style and create a device to hold our “character” I couldn’t wait to see if the body, once severed, would slid down the glass in two parts like in the movie. Of course one time to test this theory would not be enough, We had to gather several “characters” of several shapes and sizes to see what effect this would have in real time. The planning and preparation created an anticipation level beyond belief. When the day finally came we had 13 “characters” to pay homage to the movie’s title that gave me the inspiration. One at a time we placed them in our device and released the sharp sheet of glass, delighting as the body was severed and the blood flowed. We took our time making the ritual last all day. It was the most fantastical and erotic movie reenactment I have ever created. I plan on keeping my device and plan on using it again in the future. accomplice phonesex ghosts2

 

Gothic Phone Sex with Reagan * New Accomplice

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Growing up, I knew I was different. Things that repulsed others, gave me excitement. After noticing how I shocked and cause fear into others, I felt this level of pure joy and I knew my life was going to be full of darkness and blood. Not many people can relate to me and what I do, so I love when I find someone who is just as dark as I.

Just the other night I was out partying and I saw this guy. He had the blackest hair and even blacker eyeliner. He had piercings, and some fucking sick ass tattoos. I could smell the malice oozing out of his scarred skin.. He noticed my look was similar and so we kinda just hit it off.

Gothic Phone Sex ReaganAfter hours of talking, we found out we were fellow deviants. But what I liked most about him was his thirst for blood and his love for the hunt. We shared a lot of music and art interests, and we loved to invoke fear. We got off on the smell of it in the air. He loved to degrade and humiliate his meat and turn them into pain sluts. Just talking to him, knowing that he has pissed and shit in his bitches mouth, treating them like a toilet.. only to cut their pretty skin, and then set them free to hunt down.. I knew I needed this more than ever. We decided to hunt together, be each others Gothic accomplices. Living for the death and stench of rot in the eyes of the innocent. I had a heightened sense of awareness, and I knew he did too.

That is when we found our prey. Pretty little stuck up bitch, Gothic Phone Sex Reagan ready to be treated like meat. We were ready and I saw that she had cigarettes, so I causally walked over and made up some stupid story about recognizing her.. asking her to come outside and join me for a smoke while I figure out where I knew her from! The dumb bitch fell for it 🙂 Not more than 10 minutes later, she was bound and subdued in my trunk as him and I drove off heading for the woods. He told me his cock has not been this hard in a long time.. I maneuvered myself between him and the steering wheel and grind-ed my cunt bone against his cock, and felt how hard his meat was! Bulging through the crotch of his pants… she started to scream and punch the inside of the trunk.. which made us even hotter…. I can not wait to get this bitch naked and running for her life….

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Asphyxiation; Strangulation Phone Sex

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All I could think about was how fucking hot this new bartender at the club is. I’ve had more than my usual share of drinks just to flirt with Anthony. My Master has been a little distant and busy with his professional career, so I decided to come out with my girl friends and enjoy some drinks and clubbing. I got caught up at the bar and Anthony offered me a ride home. I jumped on that but maybe a little to easily.

While I was conversing with my friends I noticed him talking rather engrossed with a small group of guys with glances towards me and smiles with an exchange of information and were they paying him for something? The club was closed and just a handful of us still around. Well my girls went on their way and wished me luck!

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Anthony and I went out to his car and he asked if i would mind stopping off at a party for a few. Well, I was completely blitzed and game for anything. We pulled into a parking lot with a large warehouse unit of lofts. The very guys that were at the club greeted us at the entrance. I appeared to be the only female there and about 10 guys were there total. Next thing I know I am being led into a dark room and I felt my wrists being bound and guided to a massage type table with an opening for the the face in a head rest and was helped onto my stomach.

Next thing I know I’m stripped and I feel guys taking turns penetrating my ass and my pussy. I feel numb and restrained, it appears I have been drugged and am being used as a fuck doll. One guy came around front while another was pounding me from behind and took my silk scarf and used it to choke me. I was gasping as my mouth was being fucked. I started passing out and that’s all I remember.

Barely making it I awoke to an empty warehouse and bruising all over my body. My neck and throat really hurt when I realized I had survived an attempted strangulation. The guy had left me for dead, or so they figured. I could barely breath or talk my larynx had been fractured during the strangulation attempts.

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Another night in the life of a cum whore…

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I got the phone call in the middle of the night, I was so tired with so much work lately.. but I dare not answer the phone by the 3rd ring or my night will be a whole hell of a lot worse than planned. I answered the phone and got my instructions for the evening. And if I did not do exactly what I was told, my punishment would be harsh, and completely unexpected.

I lived under constant watch by those who were paid by my father. My father owed a lot of people money, and I was his ticket out of debt. He got paid a lot of money to use me as a personal cash cow. I was not worth much to anyone, except as a bucket to dump their cum into. This was my life.. and I would be lying to you if I did not crave it.

I pulled the slutty clothing that I kept for my nights out, out of the drawer, and got dressed. I poured my make up on and put on my costume for the night. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided it was going to be a very long and painful night. I could feel my cunt tighten as the juices started to drip, I was addicted to being abused.

I grabbed the paper off the dresser with the address of the warehouse I was supposed to go to. I had been there once before. I remember the sting of the whip, the taste of the blood from my mouth as I was slapped repeatedly, and the full feeling I had from many men double penetrating me as I hung from the ceiling crying and begging. Just another night in the life of a worthless cum whore…

Self Mutilation Phone Sex Fun

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When I meet someone that says they are into mutilation, I love to find out what they mean by mutilation. Are they into mutilating others? Or themselves? Or both? But what is more fun then anything is to force self mutilation on someone who would never think of doing it themselves. That is exactly what I did last night. I invited a cute little thing over and partied with her till she was nice and wasted, The power of suggestion is such a wonderful thing. It didn’t take me long to talk her into joining me. First I showed her how to stick a nice long needle through her tongue. Of course I did mine first and let her watch the blood drip down my face, Laughing the entire time and letting the effects of the drink and drugs alter her senses. When she leaned in and took the needle mimicking everything I just did, my panties filled with juices from my quivering pussy. I had to have more, A lot more. Taking a huge shoeing nail that I had sharpened long ago, I began self mutilation on my arms. Showing her how hard my nipples got from piercing my arms and letting the blood flow. When she took the nail from me and began the assault on her arms I had no clue she would be so brutal. Watching her crawl through her blood towards me just made me cum like crazy. I took a picture to keep forever. Of course for her it didn’t end well. It doesn’t for any of them. But hey that is the nature of the beast so to speak.mutilation phonesex 1

Mutilation Phone Sex with Venus: Some Guys Don’t Deserve a Cock

mutilation phone sex knife play tortureMutilation phone sex is perfect for a sadistic bitch like me who enjoys castrating useless men. And let’s face it, there are lots of useless men out there. Let’s just say I subscribe to the old adage if you can’t use it properly, then you should not have it. Case in point. This total tool I encountered on the subway last week. It was rush hour, and we were crammed in like sardines. This loser in a business suit sits down next to me. He tries to make idle chit chat with me and is oblivious to the fact I don’t give a fuck about what he is saying. He actually put his hand on my thigh. I looked at him, and very calmly stated, “Touch me again pervert and I’ll castrate you.” He recoiled his hand and I thought he got the message. That was until he set his briefcase on his thigh to block the view from the other side of the train and whipped out his pathetic cock and started stroking it. I knew what I had to do. Indecent exposure equals not deserving a cock.

I followed him off the train even though it was not my stop. I had my favorite knife in my backpack.  He was so stupid, he didn’t even realize I got on the same bus with him. I sort of stick out in a crowd too. I could tell he was trying the same thing to this chick on the bus. I could read the horrified expressions on her face loud and clear. Yes, this douche bag falls under the category of if you can’t use it properly, you should no longer have it. I got off at the stop he did and stalked him to his house. I waited a few after he went in; realized no one else was home yet or maybe he lived alone. Hard to believe that this pathetic fuck had a wife or family. But there are lots of stupid, naive cunts out there.

I knocked on the door, then pushed my way into his home wielding my big ass knife. “Remember me asshole,” I screamed as I lunged at him with my knife in the forefront. I backed him into a corner, till he slid down on the floor like a coward. I sliced his hands a few times so he would feel some pain and it would weaken him a bit. I grabbed him by his suit tie and strung him to the kitchen faucet. I tied his bloody hands to the pipe under the sink. So he was on the ground, struggling for air, tied to his kitchen sink. I took my knife and slashed his thighs a few times. Big baby was whining. “Did I whine when you jacked your worthless pecker in front of me bitch,” I yelled angrily. I then unzipped his pants with the knife exposing his worthless pecker. He looked scared and all I could do was laugh. Payback is a bitch.

mutilation phone sex castration bloodyI took the knife and mutilated his chest. I carved Loser into it. I mean you have to be a loser to expose yourself on the subway to a total stranger, right? He was shaking and crying and I just kept carving up his flesh. Mutilating his skin, but saving his cock and balls for last. I was enjoying this. Mutilating flesh on a worthless human is so fun. So fun it makes my nipples hard and my cunt wet. We were both covered in his blood. I kept licking the blade too. As he lay there covered in a pool of his blood, I grabbed his testicles.  I twisted them until I thought they might pop off on their own, then I sliced the right one off, followed by the left one. I shoved his balls in his mouth as a ball gag. “Shut the fuck up loser,” I quipped.

I left his penis, his dick, his worthless little pecker, whatever the fuck you want to call it, for last. I carved my initials in it first, then I lobbed it right off. Blood spurting everywhere. All I could do was laugh and masturbate. I told him he asked for everything he got and then some. I went and got a mirror so he could see his mutilated body. I told him be lucky I didn’t kill him for what he did. All I did was  take away his cock and balls and maybe mutilate his body a wee bit. If you don’t know how to use your dick, you don’t deserve to have one. Pure and simple. I left his balls in his mouth but took his severed pecker and put it in a zip lock baggie and left it on the kitchen sink for him. I explained I was being generous this time buy not flushing it down the toilet or feeding it to Fido over there. Perhaps a skilled doctor could reattach it. They was of course, if anyone finds him before he bleeds out.

Do you deserve to have your cock and balls? Because if you don’t, I am happy to take them away for you.

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Let the Rituals begin

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It was time to begin the rituals again. I opened the letter and the invitation was inside. My stomach turned a little as I remember being the “one” they had on display as a way to recruit new members. But that was long ago, and though at the time I was a frightened weak one.. it is what made me stronger.

I had long ago watched my neighbor take the life of many during intercourse, I was able to remain hidden.. but eventually he caught up to me, asked me if this was a life I wanted to lead. Full of violence, blood, sex, chaos… malice.

I was naive and though true now, at the time I had no idea what I was getting into. Memories flooded me now. I was young, propped up naked on the alter.. watching a room full of men penetrate my cunny with his cock. Feeling them violate me, taking my innocence. One bye one. Some of them I recognized, serious, emotionless. Now many years later, I was in charge of finding a new recruit.

It made me smile to myself as I watched the neighborhood rug rats playing outside. I sat down and started to plan…

Use me, Abuse me

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  What makes me excited, and creams my sweet little panties? Getting used by you, of course! I crave to be owned and commanded. My panties get so moist when you manhandle me and bend me over forcing yourself inside me. I know it turns you on to treat me like a rag doll. I once was kept as a living rag doll. I was abducted from a Halloween party where I was dressed up as Raggedy Anne, how fitting eh? 

So as I played the role of a submissive at the party and participating with a scene or two for entertaining the attendees and we did just that! Well appeared one attendee was particularly entertained and wanted more. I was cornered in the kitchen near the back door where this individual put their hand over my mouth and a knife to my throat pushing me out the back door. I was shoved in a van and they got in the back with me and bound me up and gagged me. 

I was taken down a rocky road just before the van dropped and I just heard stillness and nature. The back f the van was opened and I was pulled out by my bound feet. Drug out of the van and tossed over the shoulder of my abductor I was taken into a secluded cabin. I was then put in a wooden chair, unbound and rebound to the chair.

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My abductor talked finally telling me he has been looking for his own life sized raggedy Anne doll to keep. I was used as a fuck doll, toilet and punching bag. This went on for an unknown amount of time before he, like a man, got bored with me. He then dumped me on the side of the road tattered and abused.

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Torture Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Torture Doll

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My son goes from a romantic mood to a sadistic one in nothing flat. The other day we had a nice time, lot’s of love making. Last night, he pimped me out to this guy who enjoys torture and bondage. My son said he paid really good money for my ass and I better act the part. The dude looked so normal, almost nerdy, but he had a very sick side. First, he used a cattle prod on me and did his best to electrocute the piss out of me. He had me bound and gagged, laying on the floor, and kept shocking me over and over again until I peed myself and drool was running out of my mouth. He just laughed at me and said I was bought and sold like a side of beef, I was going to be treated like the piece of meat I was.

torture phone sex mommy analHe then pulled me down into his basement. More like threw me down the stairs. He followed behind me, then started tying ropes to my extremities. Braided rope, the really strong kind. I didn’t quite understand what he was doing. He was quiet, methodical and attentive to his  knots that he was tying. Then with one full sweep, he hoisted me in air. My legs were pulled apart, my hands tied behind my back, my pussy exposed and a ball gag in my mouth. He then began fucking my pussy and ass with various objects. He was torturing my holes with a baseball bat, coke bottles, a plunger, a paddle oar, his fist, that cattle prod, even a shot gun. He took thrill in controlling the ropes so he could lower me down on objects. My pussy was swollen and bleeding. He tortured my cunt first, then my ass.

torture phone sex mother sonAfter hours of impaling me on various objects, he pulled the ropes like an evil puppet master to flip me upside down by one leg. I felt like a rodent being held upside down and tortured. He exposed my bare ass and began spanking me mid air. Hard, long spanks with his bare hand, then a belt, a cat of 9 tails, an old fashioned switch and a paddle. The skin on my ass looked like tenderized meat. He never spoke as he issued blows to my ass. Just kept spanking hard and rhythmically. I could feel my skin splicing open on my backside.

The torture of my body went on all day and night, almost 24 hours I was suspended in the air. Then my son returned. Collected me, and collected his payment. They shook hands and my son said, “see you next week.” Apparently I am this guy’s torture doll every Thursday. I do not know if I will survive the next session.

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