Category: Torture sex

Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexIt is not just a kidnapping phone sex fantasy.  It happened. I was jogging in my gated community. I hate jogging but I was keeping up the pretense that I am a normal soccer mom. They all jog around here. I just want to look normal so no discovers all my dirty little secrets. In daylight, a mini van pulled up alongside of me and a man jumped out. I was shoved into the back of the van and drugged. I woke up chained and naked. I was in a dungeon. It was cold. I had no blankets; no food; no toilet. I did not even have a bucket to piss in. There was a bowl on the floor, but it was not full of water. It was full of cum. I was scared and I was unsure what was going on. Was I a sex slave? Was I kidnapped for snuff porn? Soon, I knew my purpose. A man came downstairs and told me he had been paid to kidnap and torture me. He would not tell me by who. I asked if it was a drug dealer I owed money to? Was it my stepson who hated me? Then it dawned on me. Any dealer I know would kill me himself. Same for my stepson. This had to be someone who was too squeamish. Some one like my husband. Maybe I had embarrassed him one too many times. Maybe I had not been as clever at hiding my addiction. Maybe he did not appreciate me fucking our boys. My tormentor would not tell me even though I was pleading to know as he cut my flesh and pissed in my wounds. For hours he tortured me. For days, I lived on nothing but cum. Then I was suddenly released. Naked and afraid and still clueless about who had me kidnapped and tortured.

Miss you daddy!

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I don’t know if being in this bedroom is much different than being locked away in the cold lonely dark basement. I’m still alone in here. He hasn’t come home in days. He hasn’t fucked my sweet mouth or tasted my yummy juicy pussy. I haven’t been able to please him in a while. Has he found someone else? Does he not love my pussy anymore? Is it not little enough or tight enough? Do I not suck his dick the way he licks it anymore? Have I been a bad girl, and this is my punishment? I only want to please my daddy and make him cum. I want to make him moan and whisper all those dirty things in my ear. I want to feel daddy’s hands all over my little body, making me moan his name. I miss feeling daddy’s raw swollen cock stretching my tight little bald pussy. I want daddy to keep fucking me repeatedly. Using my little body to make him cum. I want daddy to shoot his load inside of me time and time again to try and get me pregnant. I want to please you daddy. Please cum back to me and use my little body for every single desire you have. I promise to be a good girl. 

Cannibalism Phone Sex Amsterdamned Love

I fucking Love Amsterdam and planned on visiting this past Summer. I hate this fucking pandemic! Anything goes in Amsterdam and some of my favorite serial killers did their sprees in Amsterdam. There is such an anything goes in the whole Netherlands region and Belgium was especially kinky. But my lover a few years back was in Amsterdam, a local and a very psychotic demeanor that I adored. The level of tourism with the red light district and the coffeeshops leaves a wide open abyss of mishaps done by locals. The front windows may be open but what happens in those basements will never be known. My friend lured in the young college girls and other young female single travelers. Lured them with room rental postings. So easy. She would be delighted by the room and the house. It’s so easy for these girls. I met him online and we are both Sadistics. I love that there is so much fuel for what make great snuff movies in Amsterdam and only hope I can return to my playground soon. It was a easy match for the two of us and we have partied with many victims and enjoyed grounding the meat for a local burger joint. It’s the best way to prove yourself to me, it’s killing a girl for me and violating her holes. I will masturbate and once you have ejaculated in her slimy bloody cunt, I will take your blood coated shaft in me.

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Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

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I am constantly barraged with murder phone sex fantasies. I am not a people person. I hate almost everyone. I am anti-social. I have impulse disorder. I am a narcissist. I was diagnosed with a slew of disorders before I finished high school. My parents were worried about me. I take after my maternal grandfather. He was related to Ed Gein. He is the serial killer Psycho is based on. The sadistic gene skipped a generation because my mom was Suzy Homemaker. When I was being bullied at school, my mom said turn the other cheek. My grandpa, however, had a different approach. I have been killing my enemies and any fucktard that gets in my way ever since. I am also a contract killer. I even kill losers with a death wish who are too much of a pussy to off themselves. Last week, a guy found my ad on the Dark Net. He paid me through Bit Coins. I thought we were all set when he backed out. Got too scared. He told me to keep the money. Of course, I would keep the money. It would never be an option to return the money. But when I am paid, I do what I am paid for. I do not care if you get cold feet. I am like Liam Neeson. I have a particular set of skills that I have acquired over my life and those skills make me a nightmare for people like this guy. I found him and I killed him. If you pay me to kill you, I do it quickly. I am in it for the money; your death is just bonus. But if you are even more spineless or annoying than I thought, I am throwing in torture sex for free. I destroyed his body. Cut his cock off and left it in his mouth. The press is having a field day over this unsolved murder. They think it was a mob hit. No. Just a pissed off Goth girl killing.

A Kidnapping Phone Sex Fantasy

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex fantasy. It comes to me in the form of dream. I keep having it. I am almost convinced it happened and either I was too strung out to remember it correctly or I was drugged. I am jogging along the road in broad daylight, when I see a stranded woman with a flat tire. I go to see if she needs help and a guy comes from around the side of the car, knocks me out and I wake up in my panties in some rustic looking cabin. The couple order me to do different things like dance for them. Their tasks are humiliating but they turn sexual. I have to suck the man’s cock. I have to eat the woman’s old hairy beaver. I have to lick both of their old asses too. It is degrading and humiliating, but that was just their warm-up. They kidnapped me for shits and giggles. They made me their sex slave, but once they got off, they wanted to hurt me. The woman took her man’s beer bottles and fucked both of my holes with them. I had the wide in of a beer bottle in my cunt and the bottle neck of another one up my ass. I was begging for them to stop, but they were high as fuck and enjoying doing weird shit to me. My asshole was bleeding, but the man did not care. He just fucked my ass raw and bareback. He clearly had watched way too much ass rape porn. The woman smacked my face and cut my flesh as he sodomized me into oblivion. I wake up as the guy is about to slit my throat. My pussy is wet. What is wrong with me? I start to think it is all a dream, then I see all the little scar cuts on my body and think this happened. I just do not know when or where.

Ass Rape Porn

Ass rape pornI was a little low on cash and I saw this ad, “$$Girls wanted for Adult Movie$$”

I am no stranger to a good thick hard one and I heard they pay well. So I got all dressed up in my lacy black stockings and high heels and went for my porn star premier!

The smell of sex was everywhere! The floors were sticky and the sheets were stained!

They gave me a pill and a shot of whisky.They said the pill was a triple strength antibiotic that works immediately, just to make sure I am clean, and the shot was to help me relax!

We did a few teaser photos and the whole time, they were grabbing at me, slapping my ass, pawing at my tits, sticking their fingers in my mouth. I was starting to feel very weak and dizzy!

Then my body went limp, I was wide awake but completely paralyzed!

Within minutes, my nipples were hooked to clamps and my hips were belted down! Cameras were placed everywhere and a monitor was right in front of me so that I could watch from every angle!

I was not sure what they were planning! I could not fight…it’s like they wanted me to watch them rape me!

The shock machine was turned on and the intensity was increased until my body began involuntarily twitching!

Then I was suddenly surrounded by cocks!

I watched on the monitor as they filmed the ass rape porn! My cunt was being stretched by two thick rock hard dicks as a third tore my ass to shreds!

My body was being jerked hard with every thrust and the strap was cutting into my skin! My nipples were mutilated and swollen from the clamps!

I was starting to feel it! The pain of being destroyed by those three punishing cocks and the shocks being sent through my tattered tits! The meds were wearing off!

I started to struggle when suddenly that shit stained cock was forced down my throat, gagging me as he held my nose, forcing my mouth open, slamming my face with brown drool running down my cheek!

Then a mass eruption of cock cream hit me like water out of a fire hose, stinging my wounds and then drowning me in a shower of piss as they hosed me off!

When they finished, they unstrapped me, gave me ten bucks and said they would be in touch. Most girls would have been humiliated or insulted but what they don’t know is, I would have done it for free!

 

 

Bondage Phone Sex with a Side of Home Invasion

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is not always taboo or extreme, but with me, it is. I get myself into the worse pickles. I owe this man money. He told me there was a way to work off what I owed him. I figured he wanted to fuck my ass, maybe rough sex. That was not what he had in mind at all. I had to break and enter into a home and steal a file out of a safe. A woman is blackmailing him and if I could retrieve the zip drive, my debt would be wiped clean. It was too good of an offer to refuse. I owed him $10,000. I would never be able to pay it back. I did some research. My callers for home invasion phone sex helped me devise a plan. I studied the house and its occupant. I broke in when the lady had left to go to work. I found where the zip drive was, but I did not know there was another woman in the house. I never saw one while I was casing the place. She caught me off guard. We struggled, but she got the upper hand and I ended up in the basement, stripped naked and tied to a saw horse. She tortured me for answers. She knew someone sent me on a mission. She wanted the details. I am a seasoned pain slut with a high threshold for pain. I thought I could outlast her questions. She flogged me. She whipped me. She cut me too, but when she used a spray bottle of some harsh chemical that burned my skin, I sang like a canary. After that, I begged her to kill me. I know if this guy finds out that I ratted him out, he will kill me. I hate when I have no good options. Die or be burned with acid.

Deadly Violent Phone Sex

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I knew how utterly dangerous he was when we met. It was the amber gaze of sin that broke me, and I didn’t care what he did with me, I would consent. His teeth grazed over my skin like a threat or a promise when he punched himself inside of my cunt. Each stab of his stone-hard cock brought me closer and closer to coming, but he wasn’t going to let me have it that easy. Pleasure comes at the cost of pain.

“Your life is mine” he told me, and it was true. I knew that he was capable of ending my life at any time, and I wanted him like nothing on this earth. He growled and snarled and held a death grip on my throat, battering my pussy with his punishing thrusts. Feeling his fingers cutting into my skin, marking me in a purple choker collar of bruises, I dripped all over his sadistic cock. I ached for him to choke the life out of me and leave me with his seed inside my dead cunt. He wasn’t merciful enough to take my life. Why do that when he could kill me slowly in violent phone sex?

Gangbang Rape Porn with My Teen Nieces

gangbang rape pornI walked in on some charges I was watching doing naughty things. Young schoolgirls were watching gangbang rape porn. I am not really a good role model for young girls, nor am I appropriate for babysitting duties. But I was asked to watch my nieces by marriage when the regular sitter was out of town. My sister in law and her husband were traveling for work and did not want to take the girls because of the health risk. Aunt Blair to the rescue. I thought it would be easy. I know these girls. They like me. They respect me. Or so I thought. The oldest one, Mya, told me she was watching one of my dirty ass movies. I looked closer and it was me. It was this underground snuff porn I did years ago for coke. It was for a private buyer. It was never supposed to be on the Internet. I realized they were not watching it on the Internet. They were watching it on a DVD. They watched as the light bulb went off in my head. Their father, the husband of my husband’s sister, was the private dealer. He was the one who wanted to watch my ass be brutalized. My nieces had these evil looks in their eyes as they leaped off the bed and tackled me. One tied me up while the other ripped my clothes off. I was fighting, but I was high, and two teen girls got the upper hand. They started recreating scenes from the film but instead of cocks, they used their mom’s dildos and their own fists. Two teen girls, my nieces, brutalized my ass for hours. They took pictures and laughed at me. They told me their daddy would be so proud that they had their way with their stuck-up cunt aunt.

Hunted

Snuff pornI have been kept in a cage naked for two weeks. It is dark in the room that I am in and the only light is when they lift a flap to slide food to me, which almost always seems to be just out of reach.

They have taken my clothes. I am hungry, cold  and laying in my own piss but I know something is going to happen soon. I can hear them talking about “the arrangements”, what ever that means.

Then the door opens and I see the outline of a very large man! He lifts my week naked body and puts a sack over my head. I am too weak to struggle as he ties my hands and feet and throws me into the back of a van.

After driving for what seemed like hours, the van stops. A man opens the door and cuts the rope on my ankles but not my wrists. The sack is yanked off my head and then the man gets in the van before I can see him and speeds away!

I am in the woods. All I see are trees. I am still naked and my hands are still tied. Then I see a group of men. Some have rifles, some have knives.

Then one yells, “Ready men! Get the whore!”

I am being hunted!

I am naked and shoeless and trying to run when I am grabbed from behind and thrown to the ground!

He pries me legs open and forces his cock into my dehydrated cunt! The pain is unbearable as he continues to live out his rape fantasy while his hairy fat got traps my fragile thin body!

As if to mark his territory, he blows his wad all over my face just before he slices my right nipple off and sticks it in his pocket!

I lay there bleeding and blinded by cum as his large steel toed boots kick me in the gut! “You better get up, you worthless whore! It’s hunting season and you’ve been tagged once! Two more and your cunt gets stuffed and mounted on someones mantle!”

I hear them getting closer! My heart is racing wondering if I will make it out alive!