I have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was hitching on the side of the road after my car died. It was broad daylight. Honestly, I thought I could walk to the nearest gas station, but I was getting over heated. It was over 100 degrees outside. I took a ride from an older man. He looked harmless. Looks can be deceiving. I was not in his car for more than 10 minutes when he jabbed a needle in my thigh. I guess I passed out because I woke up chained and shacked in a dungeon. It was an underground prison. I started screaming. He came down and told me I was his prisoner now. He told me this story of losing his last whore to snuff sex. I was scared because I had no clue where I was or what this man could do. He entered my cell to skull fuck me while I was chained to his cell door. I was gagging and struggling to breathe. I was trapped, however, with nowhere to go. When he undid my chains, I thought maybe I could escape, but he made it clear if I even blinked, he would slit my throat. I let him fuck me for days. I never fought because I was positive that he killed his last captive because she fought. I just wanted to live, so I put up with the ass fucking, skull fucking and cunt fisting. Eventually, he would let me go and he did. He drugged me again and I guess drove me to a corn field and dumped my naked body. A farmer and his ranch hand found me while shucking corn. I had no clue how I got there or how long I had been there. I guess the lesson here is never take rides from strangers.
Category: Violent phone sex
Kidnapping Phone Sex Story
Torture Phone Sex Victim Services Old Cock
I thought taking on a job at a nursing home as an assistant would be a safe career move for me. My counselors told me I needed to try something different from being shamed and brutalized all the time and got me a temporary spot at this Nursing home. I wore what was essentially a candy striper type uniform with white panthose and a tite blouse that had my breasts nearly bursting from it. I was attending to many old men in the ward and they all got really perverted with me. I had to give them sponge baths and hand jobs. I was forced by one of the interns to suck the cock of an really old man there and he kept humiliating me over it and forced his huge black cock in my ass as he laughed about me giving hummers to old shriveled dicks. He made it where I was being used by the really old rich men as he got paid extra to get me to suck them or fuck them. I had 5 old men go into cardiac arrest while their cocks were inside my vagina.
Domination Phone Sex: Sex and Submission
Domination phone sex is what a slut like me needs. I try to tell guys I am a switch, but that is just me resisting my true nature as a submissive whore. That is what Ted said. He wanted to break me. I thought he meant spiritually, like when you are getting slave trained to a new master. He wanted me broken mind, body and spirit. I spent 4 days locked in his basement. I was chained up naked. I was deprived light and basic necessities like food and water. I was even denied my dignity because I had to piss and shit on the floor. Everyday, he came in and hosed me off like a dirty animal. It was difficult to keep it together in the dark, starving and cold. He would shock me with a cattle prod. He would piss in my face. He would make me say, “I’m a worthless cunt,” repeatedly. I wanted released badly, but he didn’t think I was broken enough yet. I didn’t know how I could be more broken unless I was like snuff porn dead. He started cutting on my tits and punching them so hard the saline bags popped. At this point, I wanted to be dead. He suddenly released me. I was bloody and battered and mutilated, but I was saying yes Sir and no Sir like a good girl. I guess it just takes the right man to make me understand I am no switch. I am only a submissive whore.
La petite mort
That orgasmic la petite tort moment after the kill drives me to do darker and nastier things than I ever did before. I love soaking in the corpse and blood of my kills. I need this near-death experience of orgasm over and over again. Only pain can get my pussy off anymore. I think you are the same way my tall dark drink of water! You seek pain and murder of sluts and whores and young ones, because let’s face it it is the only thing that gets your Cock hard as fuck anymore! I gladly bring you porcelain pale young women and those brats to make you cum! Tonight I have a pregnant slut for you and I will do things to her that will make you question my sanity. My pussy is wet and my lust for the flesh has become dark and bloody!
Fucking sluts up
I love ruining her cunt and hearing her scream and yell for help. Master is coming soon, and he’s going to destroy you twice as bad. Torture sex is the best for us. We are Bonnie and Clyde together. We are evil and love to fuck things up. We have no problem making you take your last breath. You are blue in the face and gasping. I am laughing my ass off, and you are watching your life flash before your eyes. I love scouting girls from campus they are so gullible and willing to be fucked for some coke and molly. I lure them in and work my charm. Master isn’t too far behind ready to fuck your holes and leave you for dead.
Snuffed Out Babysitter
Sometimes I sit on the weekends for some extra cash, I usually browse through craigslist looking for top paying jobs and stumbled upon a promising babysitting job offer in the upscale part of town. When I got there, the Dad greeted me at the door and brought me into the living room. I asked where the tots were at but then he pulled me to the floor and stripped my clothes off and tied me up on my floor. I was shocked to see his little tots walk into the room with enormous strap on cocks hanging off their tiny bodies. Their daddy had a sick twisted babysitter rape fantasy that he wanted his brats to act out for him on my body. They pushed their rubber cocks into my fuck holes and pounded my holes until I screamed for their Daddy’s camera while he force fucked my mouth. He made me deep throat his cock until his thick hot cum dripped down my throat.
Torture Sex Kidnapping
I was kidnapped for torture sex and rape fantasies. I was out for a jog when a man grabbed me. I didn’t know what was going on until I woke up in a basement tied up, hanging upside down and blindfolded. Two voices spoke to me. I was instructed to cooperate or die. I was a victim of opportunity. They snatched me on the running trail, drugged me and bound me tightly. I thought perhaps I knew one of them, but I think I was just in the wrong place at the right time for them. Tape was over my mouth, so I couldn’t ask questions. I feared I would be snuff porn material. They took turns punching me like I was a boxing bag. My tits were bound and tortured too. They shocked with a stun gun used on cattle. I started pissing myself and convulsing. Then something that has never happened to me, happened. I was fucked hanging upside down. I heard something being set up. Once I felt a fist in my cunt, I knew it was a ladder. My captors fisted and fucked me from above. They filled me up with cum, abused my holes and then cut me down. I landed like a sack of potatoes. I was told I would be cut free, but if I took off my blindfold before my cell timer went off, I would die. I was only on the ground for about 20 minutes, but it felt like eternity. I escaped death again. Next time, I might not be so lucky.
I can be twisted 4 u
You told me snuff sex is the only thing that makes your cock grow. I laugh and think you are so kidding. I see the look in your eye and know you aren’t fibbing one bit. I have grown to be your fuck slut and will do whatever you need so you can cum nonstop. My perfect cunt gets ruined each time you have your fun. You want me to keep bleeding and keep being tortured. I won’t ever let you down again. I will do whatever it takes to keep that cock growing and ready to combust. I will forever be your victim, slut. Use me and abuse me. I know that is the only thing I am perfect for in your eyes.
Fantasy Phone Sex Death
I love a dark fantasy phone sex role play. I have this one fuck buddy I met on Tinder. We get together, get high and fuck. It is a perfect relationship for me. I don’t have many fuck buddies who will get high with me. I told him this vampire fantasy I have, which I think I got from watching too much True Blood lol. He had a surprise for me. He had the most realistic vampire teeth when I met him. I did a line of coke and planned on giving him head, but he bit my neck. He bit me so hard, I felt blood running down my neck. It was hot as fuck. The smell and taste of blood is hot and sweet. My blood was running over the head of his cock as I polished his knob. He enjoyed my crimson red blood on the head of his throbbing cock. What was fantasy sex quickly turned into snuff sex as more and more of my blood poured from the wound on my neck. I soon realized I was sucking my last cock. The little bite was actually a deep puncture wound on a major artery. I was dulled from the pain initially because of the coke. I felt myself getting weaker and fainter the more the blood poured down my neck. He could turn me or kill me. Of course, he killed me. I am a worthless whore.
Violent phone sex
“Oh, you think you’ve had violent sex bitch? No no no, you’ve had violent phone sex, you stupid fucking whore!” He half whispers and growls through the phone. I try to speak but he cuts me off. “Don’t worry cunt you’ll see soon enough.” He hangs up the phone and I stare at it. Scared and confused about what to do. Will he find me? How could he? And if he did what does he plan to do? I had trouble sleeping. So around midnight, I took a handful of sleeping pills to relax into a peaceful sleep. When I awoke he was there a knife already cutting into my neck and my mouth, ankles, and wrists already bound insanely tight. I can’t believe he’s here and he’s got an evil smile on his face seeing me squirm and squeal in pain and fear. His cock is rock hard from the fear in my eyes. He keeps cutting small bits into my neck and then all over my body. Slowly on some and deep and fast on others. I am crying and screaming through the gag but I am helpless. He finally puts down the knife, but he has got more brutal plans for me as he begins to use his fists to beat my face in. I try to defend myself but I can’t move at all and it doesn’t take long for him to knock me out. When I wake up I am tied up with my stomach on the bed and head hanging off. He sees me awake and shoves his cock down my throat using his hand to squeeze my airway and his cock to fill my mouth and throat. I start to blackout. But not before I see what he has planned for me next. As the room dimmed I saw the pictures and videos he was playing of him covering girls in tattoos of revolting and degrading names. Some missing body parts, some appeared lifeless. I didn’t have time to be scared everything went dark.















