Category: Torture sex

Bondage Phone Sex is Extreme with Me

bondage phone sexWell, this bondage phone sex whore thought she had enough cocaine to get through the holidays. But my fucking sister-in-law found my stash and flushed it down the toilet. She remains clueless about what I did for that cocaine. I hate that bitch as much as she hates me. All my husband’s sisters hate me because they see me as a gold digger. I make my own money. And I use my own body for my cocaine habit.

She threatened to tell my husband, and I told her to go ahead because he knows I use cocaine. But he also knows I don’t spend his money for it either. I took the wind out of her sails. But I still needed more cocaine, especially since my husband’s sisters decided to visit for the holiday.

I tried to get a hold of Marcus my regular drug dealer because he just fucks me with his big black cock. Nothing extreme. Maybe occasionally he makes me his ass rape porn star, but I can handle anal sex.

So, I texted Charles. He just likes to tie women up and fuck them. And sometimes piss on them. But he pays well. It’s his fetish. He’s not an official snuff maker or anything. Just an old man with a kink for bondage and a wife who won’t let him tie up even her pinky finger. So, he uses his money to pay druggie whores like me to explore his fetish.

Just When I Think I Have Enough Cocaine, I Don’t

But I don’t know if he experienced some holiday anger or not, but he went harder on me this time. Harder than normal. I’ve maybe worked for him six times, I think. And I’ve always left relatively unscathed, except for the ligature marks on my wrists and ankles. After this time, however, those ligature marks appear around my neck too, and my tits. Also rope burns between my pussy lips. So, now it burns every time I pee.

He tied me up better than butcher ties up a side of beef. But when he tied up, he whipped me and pissed on me too. He broke skin in a few areas and let me tell you how much piss burns an open wound. He started beating on me too. I just tried not to bite my tongue off, endure the pain and get the fuck out of there. But like I said, he appeared to be in some sort of mood. And not a good one.

But he didn’t kill me luckily. I almost wanted to die so I didn’t need to deal with my fucking sisters in law. To cover up my neck marks, I wore a turtleneck. However, as a taboo phone sex whore, this sort of thing happens often. I’m alive at least. But  I will need to hide my cocaine better in the future.

Strangulation Phone Sex Where Layla Enjoys Being Choked Out

Strangulation Phone SexSteam clouds the bathroom, wrapping me in warmth as the water slides over my skin. I’m lost in the rhythm of the shower when a sharp noise makes me freeze… a soft creak of the floorboards. My pulse jumps, and a wicked shiver runs through me. My heart races, but it’s not fear… it’s excitement, tingling, hot, and delicious.

I bite my lip, imagining him… the intruder… mask hiding his face, hands tracing just the outline of my body. I gasp softly and think about the way we played earlier, how even the fantasy of him teasing me brings the memory of Strangulation Phone Sex to life, making me wetter, shivering, aching for more. Every step he takes sends a thrill curling through me, every imagined touch igniting me from head to toe.

I let out a soft moan when he presses against me, careful, teasing, letting me feel his weight behind me. My hands wander over myself as I tremble, imagining every teasing brush of his hands, every touch that makes me moan into the steam. I tilt my head back, lips parted, letting my body arch, needing, wanting more.

The tension coils tighter as he whispers filthy, naughty things only I can hear… words that make me shiver and whimper, imagining his hands everywhere, teasing me, making me tremble. I moan low, needy, loving every second, letting the fantasy play out as if it’s real, letting myself melt against him.

I imagine him gripping me tighter, pressing me against the wall of the shower, teasing, making me shiver, moan, beg. My breaths are fast, shallow, broken by soft, dirty little gasps. Every imagined touch, every whisper, every hot, teasing movement makes me ache, desperate, dripping, lost in the lust of it all.

I arch, quivering, imagining him pulling me closer, holding me just enough to drive me insane, letting me come undone under the weight of the fantasy. My moans fill the shower, echoing, urgent and raw, soft little cries of pleasure that only belong to him… and me.

I then give in to him loving the way he chokes my neck roughly, he knows exactly how I like it and why it makes my pussy super wet. I lean back under the water, imagining him slipping away, leaving me hot, dripping, craving, and desperate for the next time we play, knowing this wicked little fantasy is ours to replay, again and again.

 

Rape phone sex fantasies make my cunt squirt everywhere

Rape phone sex fantasies

Rape phone sex fantasies make my sloppy wet cunt squirt hard all over. My horny fucking pussy just has so many dark, sick rape fantasies. It’s so easy for me to talk about. I cum more times than I can count in a day just thinking about it.

Fuck I can’t help it, I am addicted to it. I crave to have my holes completely resized. Obliterate me and turn me into nothing but a sex doll.

I don’t care how bad it hurts. If I squirm, make it hurt more, and don’t let me squirm away. I live for it. The torture and my clothes being ripped right off me. 

Humiliating me wherever you can by simply degrading me. And fucking me like a worthless, nasty cum bucket for you. I’ll make the perfect pocket pussy that you can reuse over and over again. Something I just have to have it my slutty throat squeezed. 

More of everything, my holes get more horny just fantasizing about it and being all sprawled out on the slimy and dirty locker room floor.

At the same time, I begged my coach just to demolish me. All I could do was moan and whimper. I was unable to move.

What I really want is for my petite little body to be tossed around. Wanting it so fucking bad. It’s all I can fucking think about. Getting what I deserve, I love being a cum rag too much. Unable to control wanting to beg for more. 

Please give me your sticky load. I love when I’m sore the next day. All I’m thinking about is how I can get violently taken and abused. I love helping too, it’s always so fun bringing my friend and watching her get taken. Especially when I get her all fucked up and then bring her to have her holes all fucked at once.  

Evil Phone Sex is The Best w/a Seductive Goddess Killer

Evil phone sex goddess Morticia hunts at night. And when I am hunting any man may fall into my trap. And when you do fall into my trap you fall under my spell.

When I am out stalking for fresh blood, and flesh my mind is focused and my cunt is wet. What’s more arousing than having a man’s pride and power wither under my spell? Well, I tell you nothing! It’s the most delicious thing. Well next to the taste of blood from my victim with the mixture of arousal and fear.

Evil Phone Sex Makes My Sadistic Needs Fed… Slightly

First guy that approached me took a total of two minutes of me entering the Black Rose. As he slid in next to me at the bar he took it onto himself to buy my drink. With great annoyance I asked him what made him think I needed charity?

Obviously, this guy thought he was some kind of smooth operator. So all I could think next is to get to the point. So I asked if he wanted a blowjob. Smiling as sweetly as I could but my eyes certainly twinkled with evil.

When we got outside I asked him where his car was. And we went to it. Well, it was clean and a luxury sedan with leather seats. As I slid in the passenger seat I asked if he would prefer we go back to his place. With hopes that it would be sound proof and that we are alone.

And my hopes were accredited with a nice little warehouse that was all his. Then I noticed that we were the same. His set up was rigged with a hidden dungeon and there I found some sweet young pussy. When he tried to push me down and overtake me I slipped my knife out and stabbed him.

Snuff Sex is just the most amazing fun

First stab was to the nuts. The next cut with be his neck. As he gurgled and bled out I went to that young piece of ass. Then I texted one of my perverts the address and finished off my prey.

Once I rode the dick to my own delight I severed his head completely. As I finished with his dick I cut it off as well. After all I need my trophy. And the girls well the pervert arrived and took his use of her as well. But only after I cut her head off and pissed down her throat right onto his dick.

Evil Phone Sex

Snuff Porn Might Kill Me But it Earns Me Coke

snuff pornLast night felt like a snuff porn nightmare. My last night before the holidays to score some cocaine. I always need extra during the holidays because my sons and all their friends stay home from school for a couple weeks. And I need to be in tiptop shape. I went to a few drug dealers who couldn’t help me out because they did not have any product. So desperate times call for desperate measures. And I want to see Luke.

Luke makes my stepson look like a member of the Mickey Mouse club. Luke hates mothers. Like with a passion. Apparently, his mother screwed him up somewhere along the way. And now he makes snuff flicks of sons simulating murdering their mothers. I just told myself I’ve been through worse. And I’ll likely be through worse in the future at this rate. So, I sucked it up and kept my eye on the prize.

The man who would be my son and executioner, stood almost 7 feet tall. That alone made me shit a brick. That guy could kill me with his pinky and index finger. Seriously though, I did feel scared. But at least Luke let me do a line of coke before he started the snuff sex scene. The executioner showed me no mercy. Why would he, I guess. He threw me across the room. My head hit a cement wall so hard it took a chunk out of my forehead. Blood trickled down my face, and we were less than five minutes into a 30-minute feature film.

Mommy Takes a Beating So She Can Get Cocaine

Perhaps throwing me around like a beach ball seemed like foreplay to this dude. Because the next thing I knew he scooped me up with a thumb in my ass and hurled me in the air like it was an Olympic sport and he wanted the gold medal. And as I laid on the ground, battered, beaten, and bloody, he decided strangulation phone sex might be fun. His hands choked the life out of me. I lost consciousness a few times too.

This man beat me to a pulp while Luke rolled the camera. He told me it was my best work yet. Of course it was. He almost fucking killed me about halfway through this little snuff flick. I almost wanted to die. He gave me the money for Coke. But not enough to get as much Coke as I need to heal my pain and get through the end of the year. If my sons only knew the things that I endure just so I can be a good mommy whore for them.

Killer Phone Sex with Layla Craving Your Attention and Rules

Killer Phone Sex

The house is too quiet, and every sound feels louder than it should. I move slowly, barefoot on cold floors wearing only a t-shirt with no panties, heart racing because I know you’re close. You always pretend you’re here to hurt me, to scare me, to test how far I’ll go before I break. This is Killer phone sex, and even thinking about you crossing my threshold makes my body react before my mind can catch up.

I should be terrified. I am terrified. But the fear curls into something warmer, heavier, pooling low and making my knees weak. I hate how much I crave your attention, how much I melt when you set rules and act like you don’t care what happens to me. You play cruel because it’s safer than admitting you feel something real.

I stand there, breathing shallow, imagining your presence filling the room. You’d move slow, controlled, pretending you’re dangerous while fighting the urge to touch me gently instead. I feel exposed, watched, powerless… and I love it. The tension makes my skin buzz, makes me ache for you to come closer even as I’m scared you will.

I whisper your name like it’s a mistake, like saying it might summon you. I know you’d tell me to be quiet, to behave, to stop looking so tempting. You’d hate how badly you want me, how hard it is to keep pretending this is just a game.

I crave the way you make me feel trapped and chosen at the same time. I crave the rules, the fear, the heat of knowing you’d never really hurt me… even if you try to convince yourself you could. The thought of you ripping my guts apart makes my pussy super wet. 

Knowing how you stalk me through my window, and sometimes sneak in my house while I shower, blows my mind to pieces. I stand there shaking, wet, breathless, waiting. Not for violence. For you to finally stop pretending you don’t love me.

Torture Sex with Cora – You can do whatever you want!

Torture Sex

 

Torture Sex gets misunderstood in hardcore BDSM, so I’m here to be clear instead of polite. 

If I want a man to wrap all my limbs in chains and ropes. Make me beg and cry while fucking me raw, then that is my choice. If that is how I like to have sex and get fucked, so be it. 

You could be pouring hot wax on my nipples and labia, making me feel that sweet, hot sensation of the burning. 

Or maybe you’d be happier putting a ball gag in my mouth, so you only hear my muffled screams. 

But painful taboo sex like this goes both ways. I’d love to put your cock in a cage and watch it twitch and squirm while I tease you with my cute little pussy. 

 

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Taboo Phone Sex Treat your Dick to a Twisted Trick This Holiday

Taboo Phone SexTaboo Phone Sex covers such a wide variety of Twisted, Sexy, Fuckery. Literally, my top 3 fuck worthy fantasies are Taboo. I wont List my whole Agenda of freaky fuck all favorites. But these get the coochie water flowing for fucking sure.

Rape Fantasies of all kinds–

I could be getting assaulted, or we could be attacking someone else. The more fucked up and twisted the better. Use me like a dirty piece of fuck meat! My holes getting Fucked, and be as mean as you want. If we get to play out our rape fantasy using someone else, well that gets me hot as fuck too. I just want to watch you fuck the bitch, Like the dirty fucking whore she is. We can Use all her fucking holes and when they are stretched out, we can make new ones!

I have a lot of personal stories to tell about this too. Every one of my holes has been raped. Do you want to hear about it?

Mutilation Play-

I Love carving up some pretty flesh. Using all kinds of pretty shiny tools to slice, splice and dice. I Love spelling out my name with a pretty lil boxcutter. I want to tear some skin from bone, it always remind me of someone tearing carpet out of a room and I love that sound. When that crimson blood starts flowing. My panties get so wet and I need to fuck. Talk about a gushing little pussy. Screaming, crying and whining for me to stop, that’s music to my ears. But I’m not going to stop, that wouldn’t be any fun

Stone Cold Killer Fantasies–

Let’s snuff someone out. In the Sickest ways Imaginable. Of Course we are gonna use all their orafices for our pleasure first. We gotta Cum Before we kick their buckets!  The bloodier and Gorier the better. The more pain we can bring the better. I truly want to fuck a cunt and a cock to death… literally. What a way to go, Fucking empty! I can be your accomplice or the mastermind with the entire fucked up plan. I just want to make it fucking personal.

 Being a naughty little fucked up Taboo Tease is so much fun! What games Should we play? I want to hear all the gore whore details. Naughty Little Whores Like me Make the Best Holiday Gifts

 

 

 

Domination Phone Sex Involves Cock and Ball Torture with Me

domination phone sexSo many men seek domination phone sex. And I can be a bad ass dominatrix on the phone and in the club and even in my personal life too. In fact, I love being a bad ass and I love inflicting cock and ball torture, especially when a man pays for it.

One of my regulars at the strip club, I consider a paint slut. This man pierced his nipples, his ball sack, and even gave himself a Prince Albert in the can. But when he first came in the club, we did Mickey Mouse shit like spanking and flogging. I would sit on his face and smother him with my ass also. But he needed to up his kink, so we began some cock and ball torture. And now he brings his own little pain kit when he rents the VIP room for us.

But no better men to me than rich submissive pain sluts. Men like that will let me get away with murder. Or at least get away with cock and ball torture sex. I used his belt to strap him to a chair in the VIP room. And I used handcuffs around his ankles to keep him in that chair.

He brought a sounding device. And I love those. So, for shits and giggles, I lubed up the sounding device with some icy hot. That made it burn as I pushed the device down his pee hole. With my other hand, I squeezed his balls hard, twisting them too. My long red fingernails dug into the base of his balls. I literally held him by the balls, and I could’ve castrated him with a hard enough twist.

Cock and Ball Torture Happens Any Where Even in the Club

But instead, I kicked him in the balls with my stiletto heels while that sounding device crammed down his pee hole still. Fucking loser I told him. I reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet and took all his money. And I made sure to tell him the only thing he brings to my table is his money. I would never fuck that small dick loser. I’ve seen bigger dicks on a GI Joe doll.

About halfway through our session, I took him off the chair so I could stomp on his dick with the sounding device inside of it. I knew that would really hurt and I wanted it to really hurt. He didn’t pay me enough to be in the presence of his loser ass. I probably gave him some of my best taboo phone sex moves.

And I left a mark on his balls.  I left his cock sore enough that he won’t piss right for days maybe even weeks. And I took all his money. The only thing a pain slut like him brings to my table like I said is his money. But if you’re such a loser that you pay for cock and ball torture, I will inflict that pain, take your money, and giggle all the way to the bank.

Gangbang Rape Porn Turned My Sons into Incest Ass Faggots

gangbang rape pornJustin knows how to produce a hot family gay gangbang rape porn. As my nephew, he’s been exposed to a lot. However, he appears to be perverted as fuck. He knows I get desperate for money. And sometimes he makes me an offer I just can’t refuse. Enough coke the to last me a month but in return we live stream him but fucking my sons.

Yesterday, when Justin arrived, he brought a surprise for me. I thought he just meant he would bring me some premium cocaine, or more poppers, but he arrived with his father and brother to make this a family fucking affair. My boys went down the rabbit hole of gay butt fucking, so they crave all this hardcore anal sex now from cousin Justin. He set up the camera equipment and told his live streaming viewers that they were in for one hell of a kinky show.

A live stream bare back ass rape porn. For once the heat seemed off me. Now I know they would all fuck me eventually, but this seemed like a nasty gay incest ass porn primarily. I passed the poppers around. And I encouraged liberal use of the drug because it makes ass sex so much easier. Once my sons appeared high as a kite on those poppers, my nephew turned my sons into gay incest faggots. Some hardcore P shit went down.

Apparently, my nephew never told my brother how much he loved gay incest. But gay fucking incest porn brings us money. My boys just suck it up, take one for the team and help mommy earn some Christmas money. My brother looked disappointed that Justin fucks his cousins.

Gay Anal Incest Sex Earns me Coke Money

Perhaps he doesn’t like having a son into faggot incest. The streaming audience loved the real reaction from my brother, however. Shocked and disgusted described the facial expression on my brother. But I made my brother do some poppers. And that seemed to get him out of his disappointed phase enough to try the hot gay anal incest.

Soon my brother started fucking Justin up his ass while my other nephew fucked my sons. I filmed most of this. My place in all this seemed to be observer and filmmaker. Our streaming audience loved this hardcore gay incest. When somebody would come in an asshole, I’d pan the camera to get the cum oozing out of the fuck holes. However, I did have one other job. Lick the cum out of loose assholes. I started with Justin ‘s ass. And I sucked my brother’s cum out of his son’s gaped asshole.

My brother only warmed up my nephew. Now Justin wanted to fuck the shit out of his little cousins’ assholes. And of course I caught it all on film. Just like my brother pumped Justin‘s ass full of cum, my nephew did the same to my boys. We enjoyed a day of streaming gay incest and anal torture sex. Assholes looked battered, and used with cum. It was one big family fucking anal orgy. But I got a portion of the live stream. And that money made all that hardcore anal sex worth it. Maybe not to my boys, but for mommy it paid off.