When you are a taboo phone sex whore, men know they can own you. I had an interesting weekend. I spent it as a pet. Dogs are treated better than I am on most days. I got into trouble. Not my usual trouble either. I was supposed to be selling some weed, pills and coke for this dealer I know. He is black and does not blend in well in suburban malls and stuff. But a middle-class soccer mom dose. Everything was going well until I took a break. I wanted to just pinch a little coke. Ten hours later, I had gone through too much coke that there was no way he would not notice. I tried to come up with a good excuse, but I was high as a kite and he knew where his coke went. He grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the wall as he shoved his fist up my cunt. I was squirming around trying to breathe. He told me he was not going to kill me. He was just going to make me wish I were dead. He tossed me down his stairs. I landed in his dungeon. His goons came down and stripped me naked. They put a dog collar around my neck and told me I was sleeping in a cage for a few days to contemplate my crime. There were two bowls on the floor. The goons pissed in one and came in the other one. They told me all I was eating for a few days was cum and piss. I was left in the dark on a cold floor. I ate cum and drank piss. And the men used me as their ass rape porn star. I was sodomized by lots of big black cocks. I drank lots of black spunk and drank a gallon of black piss. The joke is on my dealer. The weekend just made be want to be a bad girl again.
Category: Violent phone sex
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My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True
I have rape phone sex fantasies. I have a lot more of them lately because I have more time on my hands than usual. I did a hot call the other night that made my fantasies stronger. I have a vampire lover, who switched up our call. I find anything with him hot. I was going to my car and I felt hands over my mouth. A shadowy figure, much taller than me, dragged me into his car. When we got to the final destination, he dragged me out of his car kicking and screaming. I was scared. But my pussy was wet. I could feel it and I knew he could smell me too. I know. Something is wrong with me. A stranger kidnapped me and now he was forcing his cock deep inside my pussy, but I was somehow aroused. I felt his hand around my throat choking me as he penetrated deep inside me. He knew I was wet despite my protests. I struggled. I knew he could kill me at any moment. I guess I struggled and protested because it seemed like what a normal woman would do. But I am not a normal woman. I am a taboo phone sex slut. I want to be a victim.
Ass Rape Porn with My Stepson
I have an ass for ass rape porn. I have heard that a lot. I was down on the floor half naked snorting lines of coke last night. I thought I was home alone. My stepson was there. He had snuck in the backdoor and wanted to violate my back door. When I heard him, I jumped. He scares me. I never know if he will be Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde when I see him. He was high as a kite, just like me. But unlike me, he was not in a good mood. He slapped a collar around my neck, put a ball gag in my mouth. That just disarmed me for the baseball bat up my ass. He read online about some man beating his ex-wife to death with a baseball bat and felt inspired to violate his whore stepmom. As usual, no lube when he crammed the bat up my ass. Thank God, I was high. I still felt the pain. I thought he was done. He pulled the bat out, but he just replaced the bat with his cock, and he made me suck the bat. I had to taste my own blood and shit. Gross. I did not want to scream and wake my boys. Even though they have the same father, my stepson hates his half-brothers. He sees them has stealing his inheritance. I was afraid he would hurt them. I stifled my screams on the end of that baseball bat as he enjoyed fucking my prolapsed ass back inside me. If my husband only knew how his son treated me. I keep threatening to tell my husband, but I am afraid. Not sure what scares me more. That my stepson might kill me before I tell my husband about the abuse, or that may husband will cut his son off and I will get violated by him again.
Mutilation phone sex slut Stephanie
Tonight Daddy had a dark and sinister plan for me. I had no idea what I was walking into when I got home. Everyone else was gone for the day, so it was the perfect opportunity for him to live out his evil fantasy. He wanted to turn his little whore daughter into a bloody, cummy pile of waste to be thrown out like the trash she is. Daddy found out about my mutilation phone sex blog. He was not happy to see his little slut’s picture on the website while he was browsing for a hooker to snuff. That’s what sparked his crazy obsession with force fucking my holes and torturing my pathetic cum slut body. He wanted to punish me for being a cum slurping whore. As soon as I opened the door, he grabbed me and dragged me around by my hair, while punching me in the face and kicking me over and over again. He tied my hands above my head and bound my ankles together with a cord he ripped from the lamp. Daddy took out his big hunting knife and licked the blade before he slid the tip softly down my bloody naked body. Once it reached my belly button, he forced that cold, sharp blade in and lifted, slicing me upwards into my chest. Daddy looked down and could see his cock slide in and out of his fuck slut gapping stomach hole. This got him so turned oh that he shot cum all inside of me. I was a bloody, cummy disgusting mess when Daddy dumped me on the floor like the trash I am and left me there to die.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Sick Fantasy
Do you enjoy medical fetish phone sex? I have a weird fantasy. More like a dark desire. I want to go to a sadistic gynecologist. I want to be completely naked and in stirrups. I want to be strapped down and sexually tortured until I pass out or die. I know. I am fucked up. I was at the hospital a couple days ago for a Covid-19 test. I saw all these handsome doctors around and wondered if any of them were sadistic, woman hating bastards. I know they take an oath to help people, but many folks still believe Jack the Ripper was a doctor. Maybe that is where I got my demented medical fantasy. I have a love for true crime. I masturbate thinking of myself as the victim. Sick bitch, I know. Maybe you would like to play doctor with me? Have you ever wanted to sterilize a girl? Or mutilate her sex organs so she will never reproduce or fuck again? You know, ruin a woman forever. My fantasy is dark, but I am constantly masturbating to it. I am probed with a sharp speculum that cuts my cervix. Shreds my girl parts until my womb is empty. I am strapped down with my internal girl parts in a bloody pile on the floor. You would think that would be enough, but no. I want fucked with a cattle prod. I want my clit burned with a blow torch. I want my labia lips cut off with scissors. Violent and sadistic torture sex of my female parts makes my pussy so wet. And, let’s not forget about sexually mutilating my tits and asshole either. They are up for torture too. Damn, I need some violent fucking. I would settle for some violent phone fun, however. Think you are sadistic enough for me?
Gangbang Rape Porn
I am no stranger to gangbang rape porn. I am known as an anal slut. Men have been giving me hardcore ass fuckings since I was a teen girl. Fisting-done that. Anal gangbangs-done that. Huge objects up my ass-done that too. What I have not done, well not done often, are female gangbangs. I was traded to a group of women to settle a debt for my stepson. He often gets coke and smack from this bad ass biker bitch. I am more her fancy than he is, so he cannot trade his cock for coke. But he can trade his whore stepmom. Not my first time with her, but this was the first time there were a bunch of other women with her too. This was some sort of initiation for them. It could have been worse. It could have been snuff porn. Instead, I had to endure a bunch of newbie biker chicks sodomizing my ass to get their badge of honor. It was something I would see in an episode of Sons of Anarchy. I was high, but not high enough. Women are crueler to other women than men are to women. They fisted my ass repeatedly. They spit in my ass and even poured their dirty beers with cigarette butts in them down my gaped asshole. It got me drunk. It made me feel like such a gutter slut. By the time these dyke bitches were done with me, you could see through my ass and out my mouth. I was that gaped open. Man, I could barely walk to my car and sure as hell could not sit on the seat. I was fucked up. I called my stepson. I mean he got me into this mess. That was a bad idea. Him and his friends just fucked my gaped asshole some more.
Forced Fucked and I liked It!
You knew what slut qualities I had hidden inside me from the start. Bent over the hood of your car in the church parking lot you took what you wanted. And what you wanted was forcing me to take that cock deep inside as I cried out. You chose me because you knew the potential a bitch like me had for fucking and being used. My body was racking with sobs, but my pussy was slippery and wet. My cunt contracted around your cock as you pushed deeper in me and bit my back. You wanted me here in this holy place so I could know that I had giving up everything in one night. My faith My virginity and my first orgasm. You wanted to make a girls first time last a lifetime in her mind. I knew I would feel you every time a man fucked me for the rest of my life. I would always come back to this day and how my body betrayed my mind. I felt you get harder as I ask you to stop. And when you grabbed my throat and came in me, I pushed back on you and made my self orgasm around your violent cock. I would never forget you or your cock. I would spend a lifetime trying to get this night back.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Good Old Boys
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? You would think I do with the stories I have to share. I decided last night was a nice night. The perfect night for a drive. I get cagey feeling staying at home, so a long drive, some good tunes and some primo weed, sounded like just what my doctor would order. I had been in the car for about 100 miles when I realized I needed gas. I was on an old country road, so the first place I saw, I pulled over. It was a little Ma and Pa gas station. I felt like I was in a horror movie. Turns out, I was. Some guy who looked like he was fresh out of the movie Deliverance pumped my gas for me. Full-service gas in 2020? I was flabbergasted, but I let him do his thing. I asked if there was a bathroom and of course it was on the side of the gas station. It looked like a bathroom out of the first Saw movie. As I exited the bathroom of horrors, Bubba and some equally looking redneck friends shoved me back inside. My nice drive in the country turned into a gangbang rape porn. They tied me up and stripped my clothes off. The smell of dirty toilet water made me gag. This was not a place I wanted to be naked in. It killed me to hover over the stained and broken toilet seat to pee. Now, I was sucking redneck dick and getting sodomized by the boys from Deliverance. I swore I heard banjo music even though I was nowhere near a river. I tried fighting. I clearly new I was better than some redneck good old boys from the country. They decided to fuck the attitude out of me. They saw me as a piece of ass, nothing more. The bounced me around until I was covered in so much piss and cum, I fit right into that dingy, gross roadside bathroom. I just can never escape being a taboo phone sex whore.
Sometimes, I am Lucky to Survive Ass Rape Porn
This is what I look like after ass rape porn. My ass was destroyed on the weekend. My stepson had some friends over for fireworks. It started to rain midway through their fun and they needed something to entertain them. They were high as fuck and in the mood to destroy something. Since I am just a druggy whore stepmom, he decided they should destroy me. I saw them looking at me like hungry wolves, so I ran. I was not strong enough to fight them off or fast enough to out run them. They tackled me in the backyard. As drunk as they were, I was lucky all they did was use me like a gangbang rape porn star. They took turns sodomizing and fisting my ass. They shoved beer bottles in my ass and pussy too. They would shake the bottles, flip the cap off and shoot the beer off in my holes making me intoxicated quickly. I begged for some coke, but my stepson was not being generous. The rain stopped, and I was grateful. At least I was grateful for 30 minutes until it rained again, and they returned their focus on me. This time, they had fireworks in their hands. Roman candles are what they fucked my ass with, along with some other big looking fireworks. I prayed they just fucked me. If they lit anyone of them, I might die or forever be ruined. I was threatened with lighters. I had to act like I loved being violently sodomized to keep from having my asshole imploded. I gave an academy award winning performance just to avoid being blown up. I begged for all their cocks in my asshole at once. I begged for them to nut in my face. I thanked them for using me. I thanked them for their seed. Either my stepson was in a good mood or they were just too drunk to make a mess out of me. I survived one more day, but with him, I never know what the next day will bring.
Snuff Slut Who Loves Torture Sex
When I met him, I knew that it was going to end badly for me. I didn’t know that he was going to push me past any limits, though. The pain grew more intense with each session of torture sex. It didn’t matter; I could not get enough. My nipples were raw, my thighs covered in lacerations, but I gave him more. He would choke me so harshly that I just knew I was gone. It burns my soul to give so much to him, but I’ve never come harder in all of my life. I wanted it.
He pushed the knife deeper, deeper each time he used it on me. My pussy dripped as the blood coursed out from my body. Finally, he confessed that he wouldn’t be satisfied until he felt my body go cold while he was balls deep inside of me. The butcher started to remove parts of my skin as I watched in exquisite horror. He flayed me, and then I lost consciousness. A hard jab my jaw brought me back to the moment. He wrapped his gloved hands around the handles of the garrote. My life faded, and he licked the fresh spill from my throat.