Category: Torture phone sex

Gyno Appointment Gone Wrong: Medical Fetish Phone Sex…

Medical Fetish Phone SexI didn’t realize till it was too late that I accidentally booked my gynecologist appointment with a hardcore medical fetish phone sex office. Imagine my surprise when I showed up and all the medical professionals were in full latex gear. Sometimes I just am too innocent for my own good. Honestly, I just assumed they were extra sanitary and the latex was the easiest to keep clean. However, once I made my way back to the exam table and removed my clothes my suspicions had me a little on edge. Suddenly my mouth was filled with a ball gag and I knew I was really in trouble. When the doctor came in filled my tight hairless pussy with his speculum and cranked it as wideTaboo phone sex as he could. He complimented my insides as he inspected them with his fingers and tongues. 

He took clamps and folder my pussy lips back to make his view inside my labia more clear. The naughty nurse with him clamped my nipples and when I winced from pain sucked and licked them till I moaned out. Suddenly the doctor pulled out his cock and began to play inside my hole still stretched wide. This was only the start of their fun, he said he wanted to do a full inspection of all my dirty little whore holes. He fucked my pussy till he came, then his nurse cleaned me out, sucking all his nut from the inside of me with a soft-tipped straw then pulled the speculum out. Next, it was my ass hole, but first I would be precleaned and spread while the doctor took a break. It was going to be a long appointment it would seem. 

 

Murder phone sex fantasies with a nasty cunt who deserves it

Murder phone sex fantasiesYou have been having some murder phone sex fantasies about a nasty cunt like me. I have been coming to work in short skirts, tight blouses, and sexy red nails that make your cock hard. I have been getting off my boss for that promotion I applied for, and it really makes you boil on the inside. You’ve worked hard for that promotion. One time our boss left his door open, and he was jamming his cock up my dry ass making it bleed, while forcing me to watch ass rape porn with him. No woman would stoop this low, you thought. But a nasty cunt who would deserves to be treated like this. At work I now have to refer to him as my master, and he had a dirty idea. My boss invited you to reenact an evil phone sex fantasy that he and I had talked about together. He calls me into his office, and you both are standing there with a bunch of tools lying around the desk. It makes your cock hard knowing that we had talked about bloody phone sex. My pussy is wet. I want it. He tells me to strip, and I attempt to take off my clothes with my back turned. You tell me that whores don’t get modesty. I abide by my master and strip completely nude Infront of you guys. Once completely naked you put a ball gag in my mouth and tie me down with my legs spread wide. You pick up a knife as I shake head no. I am getting wetter, as you drag the knife across the peaks of my breasts, down to my nipples and letting you lick my hot blood off the knife. You then tell me that my boss wasn’t honest with me during all of our nasty fantasy phone sex sessions after work hours. You say he wants to have some killer phone sex…..

I Don’t Really Have a Choice

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Now, would I rather be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down? 

That is always the problem with some choices: they can be impossible. No one wins except for the person who requires the answer. That is the predicament I am in. My captor has been torturing me for hours, making me choose what tortures I would rather have, telling me that he may allow me to escape with what little I have left. As of this point, I do not know if I want to live anymore. I chose to chop off two of my toes rather than two of my fingers. He asked me if I would rather have my ass mutilated with a knife or my pussy, and chose my pussy. My pussy is now a bloody mess with shreds of skin hanging off my pelvis. Now, he wants to know if I want to be sawed in half from the pussy up or from the head down. I say take me now and destroy my brains. I should have known he would never let me go. 

Snuff Movies Do Not Always Go As Planned with Me as Your Accomplice

snuff moviesI am in the business of making snuff movies. Sometimes, I make them for personal pleasure. Sometimes, I make them because I was paid to make them for someone like you. I enjoy making both. Sometimes, however, like this week, I throw a monkey wrench in a man’s plans because he is the one who should be dead. I am no women’s libber or anything like that. Honestly, I hate most women. I hate most people. I did not like Clint. He was my client. Something about him just rubbed me the wrong way. He was egotistical and a narcissist. He wanted his wife killed because she cheated on him. I have killed someone for less. I rarely look a gift horse in the mouth, but the more I listened to him ramble on about why his wife needed to die, the more annoying he became. All I could think about was making him the star of a snuff porn. When I met the woman who I was hired to kill, she was not surprised to see me in her house. She did plead for her life, but not in a typical way though. She doubled what Clint paid me to kill him instead. She had big brass balls and I sort of liked it. I asked her to tell me the truth about her ex. She confirmed everything I was thinking. Because I liked Tiffany and loathed Clint, I took the same fee that Clint paid me. We staged her death, so I had pictures. I can make some decent deep fakes. Then she came with me to kill Clint. When I arrived at this no tell motel for the rest of my money, Tiffany surprised her husband. The victim was now my accomplice phone sex partner and her husband is now dead. I lent her some of my big ostentatious knives and she slaughtered him as good as I could have. She had lots of rage built up in her. I understood. I knew him less than 24 hours and wanted to kill him. Now, I have a bad ass new friend who is coming into a lot of money, and a tool of a man is dead in a sleazy hotel. You can hire me to kill for you, but I might decide I like your victim more than you. It is a risk you take with me.

My Brother Kidnapped Me First!

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesRape phone sex fantasies make me remember being a young little girl playing on the playground! I remember when my older brother decided to kidnap me and take me to a little shed in the wood behind our house. Mommy was still alive then and daddy was always working, us little ones would play in the back yard for hours. Once my brother led me to the little wooden shed, he told me a witch lived inside and he would protect me from her so we could steal her treasures. My brother said the witch would leave us alone if we took off all our clothes so I stripped naked but once I did my brother started stroking his hard little cock. He came over and rubbed my bald cunny until I was wet, he told me the witch wouldn’t come back if I sucked his hard pee pee, so I did even though I knew it was wrong. My brother liked fingering my bald little pussy for hours so we would go to the little shed in the woods whenever he wanted to kidnap me and molest my perfect little body!

Bloody Phone Sex: Aching as it runs down my thigh…

Bloody Phone SexI got myself into a bloody phone sex mess. I can’t help but get myself into this trouble all the time. My pussy is dripping wet, I know I must have gotten fucked hard and thrown away wet. When I reach back to my soar ass I can feel the end of a baseball bat, broken and still inside. I wince as I remove the object that sodomized me quickly, feeling a stream of blood running down my thighs. As I bring myself to my feet, I feel my tennis shoes still in my place with my white cotton panties covered in fluids wrapped around my ankles. I pull my panties up and take inventory of my top half. I didn’t want to attract the attention of good samaritans before I could make it home and stitch myself up. My breast were slices across the top, they were spilling out of my blood-soaked white bra. My white shirt buttons were torn open. The blouse drenched in my own blood was sure to draw the peeping eye. However, my black jacket was still on and able to be zipped up. Once I was home I cleaned myself up and went to bed. It was then in my dreams I realized what had just happened. 

I was walking home from school, simple enough. I had my AirPods in because I wasn’t on anyone’s shit list this week so I was cool to walk home safe, or so I thought. There was a puppy, how silly of me, but I had to stop and make sure everything was alright with him. That is when I was picked up around my waist by a rather large gentleman. With his free hand, he put a cloth over my mouth. This knocked out my small screaming body, as I kicked and flaked trying to get free of my capture. I was barely conscience as he brought me to his large group of friends. They poured alcohol down my throat and slashed and stabbed me with their blades to keep me awake for them. I was a barely alive fleshlight, my holes used to please their hard throbbing members. As I tried to push them off of me my arms were like drugged-up spaghetti, barely able to resist. Once I finally fell out from taking so much violent dick they attempted to penetrate me with the bat to wake me up. I was so responsive that they were able to break it inside of me without me coming back. Of course, they assumed I was a goner, throwing me into the woods where someone else would find me. Lucky for them I lived, and I kinda liked it.

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I’m in the mood to be a good cheap fuck and have my fuck holes used and pounded raw until they’re swollen and bloody. Rape phone sex fantasies are my favorite; I want you to dominate me and have your way with every hole while I scream and cream all over your cock. I need a fat cock to fill my slutty pussy and ass and rip me open, slowly tearing my tight holes apart, as they squeeze your dick and slowly drain your balls little by little with every hard and rapid thrust. Wrap your hands around my neck and cut off my air supply as you fuck me deep; as a matter of fact, if I died while cumming and taking your creampie deep in my cunt or up my ass, that would be a dream! Or, better yet, squeeze my neck while you fuck my face and cum deep, waterboarding me with your semen while I choke on your dick. Then, if you’re into having sex with dead bodies, you could keep me there and use me as your human sex doll, forever immortalized as your cum dumpster, ready to fuck and receive your load whenever you please!

Ass Rape Porn Stars Do Not Get a Break Even in a Black Out

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars do not get a break, not even when there is a city-wide power outage. I was in the dark for a few days. A winter storm came through town, effecting a lot of folks throughout the Midwest. My stepson came over to check on us and brought flashlights and batteries. I knew that was a ruse. He was there to fuck me up. He is getting bolder and bolder. He will fuck me right under his father’s nose. My husband is clueless about his son’s hatred for me. He is always clueless about what a dirty coke whore I am too. My stepson is blackmailing me, so if he has rape phone sex fantasies for me while in my house, I have no choice but to give in to me. He pulled me down to the basement while my husband and sons were preparing a bonfire outside to cook dinner. With only the soft glow of a candle, my stepson forced his cock into my ass first. He never uses lube. It is never about my pleasure though. He just wants to use me as his fuck doll. I was up against the cold washing machine getting ass fucked to death. He was choking me too. He hates me. In my own basement, my stepson violated each hole I have while choking me. I had no doubt that there was a blue mark around my neck. Nothing I could do but hope that in the dark none of my family would notice. My stepson came twice inside me before I had to go back outside and cook dinner with a smile on my face. My husband and sons were clueless that I had just been used like a blow-up doll and had cum running down my legs. I am taboo phone sex mommy and druggy whore.

Bondage Phone Sex Can Get Extreme with Me By Your Side

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can be fun and extreme, especially if I am your accomplice. I have a client who loves to tie up little girls and break them. He is a sadist when it comes to little girls. I used to feel baldly about it. But now I know that there are just too many brats in the world. And this is population control. Not all his victims die, but most do. He is the kind of man I jump through hoops to please so I do not end up his victim. He called me up earlier in the week with a request for a victim. He gave me an age range and body type he wanted, the rest did not matter. He wanted no tits, a bubble butt to fuck and a large thigh gap. He wanted a skinny, innocent schoolgirl to tie up and explore his rape phone sex fantasies. I gave him just that too.

He was pleased with the girl I kidnapped for him. That was a relief. I disappointed him once and he beat me so hard I could barely move the next day. I was not making that mistake again. He tortured this girl after he fucked her. He came in her ass and cunt, then the games began. He fisted her holes. He carved her nipples off. He sliced her clit and labia lips off too. I was cringing myself watching. I knew it could just as easily be me he was doing this too. This little girl cried and screamed until the pain of the torture sex was just too much to bear. It was hard to watch him mutilate such a young little girl. But he is sadist and a P man. I am an accomplice, so I watched nervously as he butchered that girl. I know my place. I felt for her, but at least it was not me.

Home Invasion Phone Sex: Sneaky Link To The Extreme.

Home Invasion Phone SexAs a home invasion phone sex victim I can say I have many examples of times my perfect young pussy has been used and taken by force after a home I have been in has been broken into. I have never really lived anywhere but in bad neighborhoods. The likelihood of a break-in is so much higher in neighborhoods like that. Not to mention whenever a perpetrator sees me walking around, my flawless teen body, and smells the pheromones leaking from my perfect teen panties they just never can give up. They invite themselves into the home I am staying in and take my teen body by force. My hairless cunt takes the massive cock of intruders inside of it, cum loads being dumped into my throat to conceal the evidence. I’m a human invasion target.