What are your rape phone sex fantasies? We live in an ultra sensitive society where women are supposed to be respected and treated equally. I am no feminist. I believe men are superior. I believe men should take what they want and use women as they need. I dress like a whore because I am a whore. I am a dirty trashy whore who loves violent sex. Some men, however, don’t get that. They want to treat me like a princess. They want to put me high on some pedestal where I do not belong. Luckily, there are men like you, right? Men who know a woman belongs on her knees or on her back. Men who believe women are not equal to men and belong barefoot and naked in the kitchen. I am not a feminist. I am not for women’s liberation. Instead, I am for the subjugation of women. Men lead; women bleed. That sums up my philosophy of the sexes. I am a submissive whore who needs constant slave training so that I don’t start to believe all those women are equal mantras going on currently. This “me too” social media campaign is propaganda because you can’t assault or force property. We are yours to take and yours to use. You can call me for all your taboo phone sex fantasies. I want to be your slave, your whore. It is all any woman is good for if you ask me.
Category: Violent phone sex
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Men Lead, Women Bleed
The Biter
My man has a serious crack addiction. He keeps me around to keep his crack pipe full. If the cash is right my man will let you have me. Last night, he took me to a new client. The client looked so sweet, like someone’s grandfather. He was sweet and gentle at first, but when my man left I saw face change into pure evil. He punched me so hard that I flew across the room. He was a true sadist, he couldn’t get off unless he was causing pain. He pulled me up from the floor by my hair and dragged me to his bedroom. He got me on my knees and forced he cock so far into my throat that my eyes watered and I nearly threw up. But the worse part about this cruel man was that he was a biter. He bit me all over my body. My screams turned him on and he bit me harder. When my crackhead boyfriend finally came to pick me up I was a bloody mess. He didn’t say anything about my appearance. He just took the money and we drove to the crack house.
Strangulation phone sex
I thought I was having a normal fuck tonight with this guy I was seeing. We were in his bedroom about to hook up until I changed my mind. I told him no, but I guess it was too late. He told me he was going to take my pussy and holes how he wanted and I do not have a choice. He pushed me down on the bed and ripped my clothes off of my body.
I tried to wiggle my body out of his grip but there was no way to break free. The more I struggled the more tighter his grip got around my neck. He was squeezing my neck so hard that I could not even gasp for air. His cock slid inside of my pussy and he thrusted huge thrust into my pussy rocking my whole body up and down his bed and cock.
He was fucking my dry pussy so rough that it was hurting. I am going to have a choker of bruises embedded on my neck from his huge hands.
Snuff movies are his fave
snuff movies are his fave, yesterday he brought all the guys over and made sure I showed them what I have learned, I had to take a cock in my mouth and was made to gag on it til I threw up all over. It was pretty gross but I have no choice but to do everything he tells me to do, I have to recreate scenes for his own enjoyment, if I have an issue with it he will have his way with me and struck me with his whips and makes sure his evil wife fist me til I am in so much pain and there’s a puddle of tears , I have to make every recreation of every scene as best as I can, I sometimes have to redo scenes because that’s what my master craves, he loves to watch me get pins on my tits and pussy lips, and loves to gag me and make me cry, He is getting so wicked and its all because of all the torture porn he watches. 
Bondage phone sex
I was at my girlfriends house watching her daughter while she was out of town. She never mentioned she had a stalker. I but her daughter to bed and I went to go take a shower. In seconds of being in the shower I was hit over my head and collapsed. I came back into consciousness while I was bonded up with her daughter. We were back to back and tied from our ankles and wrists together.
The rope was so tight there was no escaping. She cried and begged the man not to hurt her. That did not stop him from slicing her head open with a sharp blade. I felt two side of her bloody head rest against my back as he fucked her dead limp body. I can feel her tiny body get fucked harder and harder.
As I lay on my back and her blood rushes all over me I know I am next and I can not imagine what he has in store for me.
Scars
From sunup to sundown, I walk the streets selling my body. My boyfriend counts on me to keep a roof over our head and crack in his pipe. Every time I get in a strange man’s car it a gamble. There are some sick sadistic men that enjoy causing pain. I’ve gotten beaten up so many times that I’m lucky to still be alive. If I don’t bring home enough money to keep my old man high all night then he’ll be the one beating my ass. My old man loves to torture me with knives, hot irons, and leather belts. My body is covered in evidence of his physical abuse. He’s all I’ve known since I was a very young girl so I can’t leave him. Maybe I’m as sick as those sadistic johns because I can’t leave my abuser. Do I like the pain and punishment?
I Need Domination Phone Sex
Domination hone sex is what I need. I am a submissive whore, but I am not well trained. Not every man thinks of me a piece of shit. Many men worship and idolize me because I am hot. I get mixed signals. My daddy said I was a whore. He treated me like the piece of shit I am. But, with other men, I get mixed treatment. I was with John over the weekend. We met at a club. It wasn’t a BDSM club, so I was hopeful he saw me as an equal, girlfriend material. We had been on a few dates. I felt like a princess the way he spoiled me. Saturday night we were at his place. Romantic dinner, lovemaking then I spilled some wine on his carpet and he slapped me. I saw a different side of him. He grabbed my hair and pushed my face in the carpet like I was a dog who pissed the floor. Next thing I knew, I had a collar around my neck. He had a chain leash affixed to the collar. He told me from now on I am his bitch because I can’t be trusted not to ruin things. I apologized or being clumsy, but he didn’t want to hear it. He punched me in the gut, bringing me to my knees. That’s when he pissed in my face. He laughed as my eyes burned from his urine. He snapped. Went from a great guy to a mean bastard over a glass of spilled wine. I spent the weekend in a dog cage. I was no longer his girlfriend. I was his slave, his prisoner. He pissed and came on me all weekend, never again showing me an ounce of affection. I think I like being his bitch better than being his girlfriend.
My Man’s Debt
Three members of the 5th Ward Bloods kicked down the door of our home looking for my old man. He owned them $500 and they wanted their money NOW!! I hadn’t seen my old man in a few days and now I knew why. They forced me at gunpoint to call him. Once I had him on the phone, the leader threatened to kill me. I guess my evil old man told him he didn’t give a shit because the leader hung up with a shocked look on his face.
I thought I was going to die. But I got lucky, they fucked me instead. They fucked me in my ass brutally until warm blood ran down my thighs. Over and over again they ass fucked me. I hoped the neighbors would hear my cries of pain and call the police, but they never did anything when my old man beat my ass so I shouldn’t have been surprised. When they got bored with fucking me, they moved on to torture. They burnt me with cigarettes and cut me with knives. Before they left they beat me black and blue. Then they held me down and with a knife carved “You’re Next” on my back, a message to my crackhead old man.
Bloody phone sex
My thighs are spread open as him and his friends take turns shoving their cocks into me. My body does not take much to pin down. One guy jokes around and takes out a blade and makes a cut right under my jaw line on my neck. I do not think he meant to nick me so deep right off the bat, but once he did and my blood gushed out of me it was a new game for them.
They played around in my blood and smeared it all over my naked body. They kept making more and more cuts all over me, watching my pretty red blood just gush out of my open wounds. It did not take long for them to use my blood as a slick and sticky lube for their cock. They forced gashes in my skin open around their cocks and fucked the muscle away from the skin and bone.
I am officially a dead girl.
Accomplice phone sex
Accomplice phone sex turns me on so much because I have become quite the accomplice lately. I was with my boyfriend the other night and he let me in on a couple secrets he told me his mom would bring an array of guys over and only care about fulfilling her sexual drive and she totally abandons him, The stories got me so mad that I told him lets go do something about it. Let make the bitch pay, We concocted a plan that we would torture her pussy all night long and make her feel so violated and so helpless. I had to bring over the tools to make this bitch pay. I bought some duct tape and rope and handcuffs, As we snuck into the house around 3 am we got fully naked and barged in on her, Both of us immediately started to undress the pathetic slut. We tied her up and let in a mutual friend come to the party, We duct taped her and got her to feel helpless, Our free Leroy did the rest we watched as the slut got what she deserved a BBC right in all her holes. As fucked up as it was we could see the stupid bitch get all wet and excited. Practically begging to get it deeper, The sinister part was that we decided to live broadcast it to her social media so we got our revenge either way. After we got the footage i had to hop on that BBC too.









