Category: Torture sex

I got a new whore

kidnapping phone sexI have a new piece of shit whore named Taylor downstairs…she’s locked in a cage where she belongs. I’ve brought a couple friends to fuck her while I help. It’s just going to be even more extreme than what this little slut would have ever imagined. I am going to drag her up those stairs, upside down so her face can hit each step, I want this bitch to hurt. Once she is up there on my couch she will be all chained up, we’ll even gag her to shut her up. She looks so scared and that makes my cunt fucking drip, I know she is about to be violated in so many ways. There is a guy forcing her on her hands and knees so he can get her ass and another can get her pussy. They attach nipple clamps so they can drag her where ever they want her to go. I am helping guide them all, getting off seeing her struggle and whine. I get turned on knowing her young holes are tight and have rarely taken so many cocks at once; and once we are finished with her and she is full of cum I’ll beat her ass until she is bloody and raw and knows that she’s my bitch for life.

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I Need To Hurt

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They like to hear me scream, they love to hear me cry – and they live to feel me struggle against their cocks. This is my life, being a teen rape porn victim. I almost never struggle anymore, only if they want me to or if they are hurting me so much I feel I can’t take it! But they always make me take it. Even if there is one of them or tons of them they’re always too strong for a little girl like me. I can squirm but I am held firmly down, beaten and forced to take that cock in my tight ass or my tight little cunt. I am always getting my mouth fucked until I am drooling and a complete mess. Always getting fucked the same way Daddy fucks me, with his friends too. Rough, bloody and violent is the kind of sex I know how to have…what about you?

Ass Rape Porn Torture Sex Sessions

ass rape pornAss rape porn was on his mind when he slapped a collar around my neck and took me for a walk like I was his pet. I am his pet.  I crawled around on all fours for him barking like a dog and pissing on the grass.  My treat when we got home was his fist up my ass. No lube no warning. Just his big hairy fist shoved up my asshole like I was his puppet. “We are just getting warmed up whore,” he seethed in my ear. I was fighting back the tears as he found various house hold objects not designed for the ass to sodomize me with. A baseball bat, a lamp, a light bulb, a hammer, a wine bottle, a cell phone, a flashlight and a broom handle all became anal torture devices with him. He made a bench especially for our rough anal sessions. According to him, it gives a perfect bird’s eye view of my ass being tortured for the viewers. He gang bangs my ass with objects while men pay to watch. It is his own form of a cam show, only I am not masturbating seductively with a dildo for college boys. I am getting force fucked and ass abused for men who enjoy the pain and torture sex of a woman. The guys on the other side of the camera can bid extra money to tell Master what to put in my ass. One guy bid $100 for him to fuck me with the barrel of a loaded gun. Another man paid $1000 for him to play Russian Roulette with my ass. I quivered and shook; tried to hold back the tears as he pulled the gun out, spun the cylinder, shoved the gun back in my ass and pulled the trigger. I was not feeling so lucky. Master made him pay for each round. I lucked out that he ran out of money before my head was blown off through my ass. Why do men enjoy do such awful things  to me?

Hitchhiking Leads To Kidnapping

kidnapping phone sexWhen my car broke down on the side of the road, I reached for me cell, only to realize I had no service. Realizing I had no choice but to hitchhike and hope for the best, I got out of the car. Car after car passed, without even slowing down. Finally a sedan slowed down. Inside was an older man who looked like a nice man. I told him where I was headed and he said he would be happy to give me a lift. He didn’t have a cell for me to call anyone either. I jumped in his car and we started down the road. When he missed my turn, I told him. He snapped at me to shut up. He said he was going to get paid for his kindness in picking a whore up off the side of the road. An evil glint was in his eye.

He pulled up at a run down store that looked like it had been closed for business for quite a while. He ushered me into the dirty bathroom. He pulled out lengths of rope, tying me up where I couldn’t move. He was sadistic in his pursuit of pleasure, beating me with a whip, biting my nipples and clit, and even strangling me with a rope before he finally fucked me hard in the pussy and ass, leaving a large load of cum inside my asshole. After he came, he abused me some more, using a rope to strangle me to the point of blacking out several times before releasing his grip on me. My body was black and blue from his beating and my throat burned from the ropes. He left me there, tied up in one of those abandoned stalls, my body screaming in pain. I wondered how long I would be there before being discovered. I needn’t have worried because soon another man appeared in the restroom. Finding my body already used and abused, he decided he would have his way with me as well.

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Don’t go walking after midnight….

sadistic phone sexI popped my thumb out into the night air. it was chilly outside and my nipples poked through my thin silk shirt. I wish I had brought my jacket but it was back at the party. My BF had slapped my face for flirting and I walked out. Now I was alone on a dark back road.  Headlights loomed behind me and I breathed a sigh of relief, pulling up my skirt to make it even shorter. A carload of gang members honked and I hopped in, not caring that I was in danger. “Hey girl, you want some good shit?” I smiled as he rolled up my sleeve and shot me up. I floated away as they hands reached for my tits.

I was jolted awake by the force of the blow. They had all taken turn fucking my ass and pussy, leaving me a cream pie under my skirt, dripping down my legs.  The last one was mounting me, forcing his giant cock into my frothy fuck hole. He was breathing heavy, slapping me with each thrust. I could almost feel my skull cracking. I was battered, bruised, but my pussy betrayed me by throbbing as he finished off deep in my cunt. They were still laughing as they dumped my drugged, bloody carcass on the side of the dirt road. I heard voices and knew I was saved. But I was wrong. Hitchhiking would be the death of me. Two passing hunters rolled me over, grinned, and took turns fucking my half-dead body. Even then, my clit begged for more as they fucked me back and forth between them.

Snuff Phone Sex Star Needs a Leading Man

snuff phone sexDo you have snuff phone sex fantasies? I swear every caller I get does. They are more common than you think. Either I am the woman who scorned him and he wants revenge or I’m daddy’s little cock teasing whore in need of punishment, deadly punishment. Or, sometimes I am just a random opportunity to do very bad things to; things men have dreamed of doing but fear of prison prevents them acting on their dark desires. Whatever the call, there are literally a million ways to die. They range from simple and quick to elaborate and painful.  All of which get my cunt really wet. I know, right? What is wrong with me that I get off on killer phone sex? My psychologist says it comes from feelings of worthlessness. I have daddy issues. Personally, I just think I am a sick and twisted pain slut. Therapy can’t help me. I was a cutter as a young girl. I have little razor blade scars all over my body. I loved mutilating my pretty flesh. Now, I love men mutilating my body. They love it too. I get cut, branded, burned, bruised, stabbed and sliced. The feel of blood trickling or pouring out of me is an arousing sensation. I like being vulnerable. I like not having control. I like not knowing what could happen to me. The more creative you get with our little snuff porn endeavor, the wetter my pussy gets. I have been told too that my screams, pleas and cries are cock hardening. I can’t help it. I love starring in my own horror movie.  Well costarring. You are really the star as you have all the power and creative control over my demise. Just promise me you will make it as gory and humiliating as possible.

Road Kill!

Torture sex My master told me about one of his crazy fucked up fantasy. I am absolutely creamy waiting. He started by telling me that he wanted me to lay on semi hot coals where my body will be all pink and tinder to the touch. He wants to hear my skin sizzling and the smell of burning flesh makes his cock hard and throb. Then he wants to throw me over his shoulder and take me outside where his truck is. He wants to throw me on the ground and hook me to the back of his truck with a chain to his ball hitch on the back of his truck. He wants to drag my limp body down a lime rock and asphalt road making me have road rash all over my tinder body.

I am bleeding all over the road as he drags my naked body down a public road. Then he wants me to take a private road and unhook me and bend me over the tail gate of his truck and fuck my tight pussy. I am bleeding and I have open wounds every where. He wants to dig his nails in the holes on my body. He just wants to use me and throw me on side of the road like road kill.

Facing His Torture Sex Desires Together

torture sex angieHe couldn’t look me in the eye when the conversation started. He was ashamed of the dark places his fantasies took him when he was alone and masturbating. But he couldn’t hide the huge pop tent that was growing in his pants as he got into more detail. Torture sex is what makes him cum the hardest. When he is jerking his cock, he lets his mind wonder and images of torture sex fill his mind. One fantasy has his girlfriend tied to a chair. He is circling her naked with a raging hard on his pre-cum glistening in the moonlight that is streaming in the window. She is smiling up at him unaware that his mind is filling with the horrific things he will do to her tonight. He walks over to a dresser and pulls out a rusty nail. Still stroking his dick he walks over to her and lifts her forefinger off the arm of the chair positioning the nail under her finger nail he pushes it down to the cuticle. It takes everything in him not to explode as her screams meet his ears and the fear registered in her eyes. Her begging and pleading, her declarations of love and the repeated question “why” only served to inflame his desire. He pulled the iron poker out of the fire place and walked back towards her. Tears streaming down her face, he tried to decide where he would place the first mark on her. Slowly he lifted the red hot poker to her left nipple and trembled as he listened tot he sound of her flesh searing, her deafening screams and the smell of burning flesh. That is when I stopped him. I was on the verge of cumming myself. I told him I understood how much of a turn on torture sex is and asked if he ever let himself get even darker and imagine snuff sex. The wicked smile he gave me told me everything I needed to know. He agreed to bring her to me nightlight and I agreed to help him live out his fantasy and make it a reality, on one condition, I get to watch it all and he has to fuck my wet cunt when we are done with her.

 

Bye Bye Nipple

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I had a torturous weekend…something I will literally never be able to forget. My master was not happy with me, for what reason…well you can truly pick anything I did wrong as the stupid fucking deserving slut I am. I needed to be punished and it needs to be something that I could never in a million years forget…something that will permanently scar me. Most of you have heard of an amputee fetish, and my master is no stranger to it either. He takes that, his bondage and whipping toys and mixes them all together for the worst kind of punishment for me. First he starts by binding my tits, and whipping them raw. They’re purple because he ties them so tightly! Next he tells me he can brand me or cut off my nipple. I really am struggling now cuz I am so scared, and that’s his favorite time to fuck me – when I’m fighting him. He pumps his cum into my pussy as I beg for mercy, not being able to feel my tits but knowing soon I will feel the most excruciating pain imaginable. Soon I am hanging there, cum dripping out of my cunt, my head bloody too from being beaten, and my nipple hanging off, still bound up and helpless. Blood dripping knowing I am helpless to be his forever, now. But I know I deserved it…all of it.

 

Don’t ask for it if you don’t want it!

mutilation phone sexSeriously boys, if you don’t really want it… don’t fucking ask me for it! This pathetic little pain slut had been begging me for MONTHS to cut off his fucking legs, he said that he didn’t want them, that he was meant to be a fucking cripple. I kept telling him no no no, you will regret this, the pain will be too much for you, there is no way you could handle it. But nooooooo, this little fucking bitch boy just HAD to have it done and he wouldn’t stop whining about it every fucking day! So I said fuck it! I grabbed that little fucking psycho and strapped him to my table. His dick was hard and he was so excited… until I started cutting through his leg that is. That is when he started screaming and begging me to stop. He said the pain was too much for him to bear but that was just too fucking bad for him because there was  no fucking way that I was going to stop now! I told him, this is what you wanted remember?? I knew that it was going to go like this and that is why I said no, now you are going to have to fucking deal with it! I kept on sawing until both his fucking legs were cut the fuck off and then I had my doctor slave stitch his sorry ass up. The moral of the story is listen to your fucking Mistress because she knows better than you do!