Category: Violent phone sex

Layla’s Violent Phone Sex

Violent Phone SexHaving violent fantasies of doing something to a hot girl like me? I’m the one to call for your sadistic cravings. I’ll be your torture slave. I will let you kidnap me, and I will allow you to beat me and call me degrading names. There’s no limit to this punishment whore. I like all things freaky and demented. I will allow you to hold me hostage against my will while you fulfill all your twisted fantasies with me. I will let you be my master and I will gladly be your slave who does any and everything you tell them too. I want to be the one to receive all the pain and torment you bring onto your next victim. Surprise me when i’m at home with a robbery and tie me up and taunt me. The more pain the better so don’t go easy on me give me the hardest beating of my life and teach me a lesson.

Finding Daddy a Play Toy at the Beach

Kidnapping Phone SexDaddy was in the mood for some little girls to play with and of course I was put in charge of obtaining them. What better way to get a few than going to the beach, in a cop outfit and look for wandering little things. Nobody suspects anything when they see a cop leading a cute little girl by the hand. So off we went. It is easy pickings there. So many parents wrapped up in their phones that the little tikes wander off. Hadn’t been there five minutes and already spotted a cute blonde pudgy girl and very young. Just like daddy likes. I went over, took her by the hand and led her to Daddy’s van all with the assumption I was taking her to see my police car. I loaded her up, chloroformed her and off we went. Who knows how long before the parents even realized she was gone? We arrived home, carried the little thing in and laid her on the table. I could see by Daddy’s smile that he was pleased. He had me undress her and there she laid in her little pony panties, cute little tummy and nice flat chest. Daddy was practically drooling as he walked towards her and removed her panties. She was still out of it, so Daddy took this time to check her out. He touched those little nipples, fingered that little bald pudgy pussy and stuck his finger up her little bubble butt. He likes them to be alert when he gets down to business so in the meantime, he had me jack him off so he could shoot his cum all over her little chest. About that time, she started stirring but was still confused. I took that time to get her all ready. I tied her arms above her head and spread her little legs, tying her ankles to each side, giving Daddy a nice look at that little bald pussy. Now we wait………….

Anal Torture Sex

torture sex Women are worse than men when it comes to torture sex. Every woman I have been rented or trade to has hurt me more than any man. Women are lethal. My drug dealer owes this female drug lord money. He has the money to pay her, but he thought it would be more fun to trade me. She enjoys torturing women. She enjoys torturing me. My dealer watched as she anally probed me like some alien experiment. I was strapped down with one of those industrial sized vibrators crammed up my ass. My female torturer duct taped the vibrator in my ass, then she did another one in my pussy. I was shaking on the floor where I was strapped down. It was like I was in some sort of wrestling hold. She ushered in more women and they violated my fuck holes for amusement. Fists, baseball bats, a rolling pin and even a baton got shoved up my fuck holes. I started screaming and she put duct tape on my mouth. My drug dealer was masturbating watching me make ass rape porn for the amusement of women. I was left on the floor for hours tied up when they got bored with me. Master brought in some friends to jack off on my battered and tired body. My pain, my humiliation was all for their amusement.

Sadistic Phone Sex Deviant Conception

sadistic phone sex She didn’t stand a chance when she was conceived in this sadistic phone sex whore’s womb. I knew right away that this flesh growing inside of me only had two purposes. One to make me money and two to satisfy the demented taboo sexual cravings of a cock.  I found birth to be sensual and erotic blood and cum play with the regnant whores I had helped destroy before. And I had gotten myself in a situation with a dark-hearted monster who thought his forced fuck was going to drive this accomplice insane. But I found pleasure in knowing my body was no longer mine and losing control and being hurt and fucked over and over with no consent turned my black heart even on more. The look in his eyes as I stopped screaming and came all over his cock with a sensual moan I would never forget. But this brat, this piece f meat inside of me, this would be my revenge on seed cast into an unwilling womb. Stay tuned for my bloody phone sex masterpiece!bloody phone sex

Layla’s Kidnapping Phone Sex

kidnapping phone sexHave a fetish with kidnapping or holding someone against their will? I’m fascinated by it. My fetish is to be abducted and tied up with my mouth taped shut. I struggle and kick trying to break free but you push me into the back seat of a car and drive somewhere far and secluded in the night. We arrive at an old abandoned building and you grab me roughly and push me into the entrance. I’m lying helpless on the floor while you start to prepare the torture chamber.You strip me down naked and handcuff both of my arms to the bed. My mouth is still taped shut so I can hardly make any screams, only muffled noises. You get out a whip and start lashing me violently across my back, my body starts shaking in extreme pain. I am completely helpless with no way to defend myself. Then you reach for a knife and start sharpening the blade. My eyes grow wide as I realize I’m going to be stabbed while I’m tied down to the bed. Yes, it’s turning me on thinking about the violent things my kidnapper will do to me!

Layla’s Home Invasion Phone Sex

home invasion phone sexHave you ever watched a hot girl in her home when she thought no one was looking? Fantasized about her taking her clothes off and getting naked in her room, while you peek through the window. I think I can feel someone’s eyes on me but I try to ignore the uneasy feeling. You have been watching me for a long time, trying to withhold your urges but the desire is ranging within you, to the point of madness. I hear an odd noise coming from the living room. I try to ignore it. Maybe it’s just the wind. So I go into my bathroom and turn on the water to take a shower. I start washing my hair when suddenly your burst into the room and rip away the curtain. I scream in terror, while you grab my naked body and throw me onto the tile floor. I start kicking and fighting to get you off of me but it’s no use. There will be no way for me to escape. Yes, it’s turning me on just thinking about it!

I Needed Domination Phone Sex

domination phone sexDomination phone sex was necessary he told me. I had been a bad bitch, a disobedient slave. For once, it didn’t involve me stealing coke or owing someone money. I was instructed, ordered, not to play with my pussy but I did it anyway. I was caught masturbating on hidden camera. I figured no one was there to catch me, so why not give myself a little pleasure. I never get to cum. I never get to fuck for pleasure. I am just fucked for a man’s pleasure. When he came home, he smelled my fingers and punched me in the face.  Blood tricked down my face. That only turned him on. He snapped his fingers and I knew what that meant. I got on my knees to suck his cock. He like my blood on his dick. I could feel the blood running down my throat. As he skull fucked me, I felt myself gagging. It was the blood. I have been skull fucked a million times, but this was first time I was giving head with a broken nose. He didn’t want to stop. He was punishing me for masturbating without permission. I knew it would not be in my best interest to point out that he would never give me permission to masturbate. As much as I tried, I could not stop gagging. I ended up puking on his cock.  Mostly just blood, which oddly turned him on further. He flipped me over and made me show off my ass rape porn star skills. His cock was covered in my blood. That is what he used as lube for my old ass. I was bleeding and in pain, but he was only turned on more. I guess I can never masturbate again. At least not if I want to live.

Castration Phone Sex With Jezabel

Castration Phone Sex

This snuff whore really hopes this castration phone sex tale makes your little dick hard as a rock. I’m going to be the last woman to ever see him as a man. He is bound to the OBGYN chair legs shackles arms tied behind his back. He is a pathetic useless man with his little dick pointing straight to the ceiling.  I make him look at me in the eyes, my cunt is soaked through my panties. I will have my very own eunuch slave! I will be the last bitch he ever even wants to fuck. This is his choice, he ordered me to cut his balls off. He screams at the tough of the blade, but I will not stop. This is no time for second thoughts as the blade cuts into his beloved family jewels. I still don’t know if I will keep him as my accomplice eunuch or sell him on the black market. All that is certain is his balls will be added to my collection with the others for this dark bitch to admire. He is lucky I don’t slit his throat. But he will be valuable to me or another mistress of the night as her slave that has no desire of the cock. He looks into my eyes one last time, humps the air as I cut him before the cum spurts out of his dick, instead it puddles to the floor as I have his balls in my hand! Boy, do I love being a bloody phone sex castration whore!

Kidnapped and Drugged for a Gangbang Rape Porn

gangbang rape pornI went to a club with girlfriends Friday night. I was being a normal sexy milf for once. I was not high. I was not looking for trouble. I just wanted to celebrate another soccer mom’s birthday with a group of female friends like a regular mature woman. Last thing I remember before waking up in a gangbang rape porn was toasting the birthday girl with a Pixie Stick martini. I lost a big chunk of time. I was confused. My head hurt. I was bound and gagged and surrounded by strange men. I had no clue how I got where I was or what happened to my friends. They would have stopped anything bad from happening to me I thought. I asked my kidnappers where I was, but they ignored me. They ignored me verbally. Instead of talking to me, they slapped and punched me. Even spit in my face and pissed down my throat. They spoke to each other in a language that I thought might be Russian. As I was lying on the floor smelling like a men’s urinal, other men came into the room. They took off their clothes and fucked me. Pulled my limbs, slapped me around and fucked me like a rag doll. Honestly, I thought maybe I was in some dream, but the pain was real. I had been drugged at the club and somehow ended up in the victim in a snuff porn horror show. After they were done using me, they tossed me in another room. I saw women chained together, strung out on heroin most likely. I saw my friends. OMG, we were all kidnapped together. Before I could try to talk to one of them, I felt a needle in my arm, then everything went dark again. We were kidnapped for the sex trade.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies are what men want with me. My phone life is no different than my home life. Master and his cronies want me dead. On a good day, they just want to torture me. Last night, Master had a poker party. I was his betting chip. When he lost, his friends got to use me. They took me down to the dungeon. I hate the dungeon because nothing good ever happens to me down there. Master’s poker buddies tied me to a bench. They put a ball gag in my mouth and took turns punching me. They thought it was amusing to turn my alabaster skin black and blue, and even purple. I screamed and I cried. It really hurt. Master just watched and masturbated as his fuck slave was a gangbang rape porn star to a few other guys. Those men weren’t vested in me like Master. Since I am not their sex slave, they didn’t care if I got uglied up.  Master lost several rounds and since I was payment, he couldn’t intervene. They tied up my tits and punched them like they were boxers. I was in a lot of pain. I feared one of my saline bags would pop. Eventually, Master kicked them out. He doesn’t want to lose his favorite slave.