Category: Violent phone sex

Suffocation Phone Sex is My Path to Coke

suffocation phone sexJust my luck. He was into suffocation phone sex. But I needed more blow, so I went to see him. I traded my dignity for coke. And almost my life too. Although I try to avoid this dealer, sometimes he is my only choice. He looked me up and down and told me he had just what I needed. When he asked me to get naked, I did. I expected him to fuck me. But what I did not expect was that he would put my pantyhose over my face as he fucked me.

Although I could breathe somewhat with the pantyhose on my head, he would pull them tighter restricting my ability to breathe. And I would pass out with his cock up my ass. But he wanted that. He told me it feels great on his cock when a woman loses consciousness. I would think my ass would relax and not be as tight on his cock. But I guess the opposite happens.

Often, I Trade My Dignity and My Life for Coke

So, I became his strangulation ass rape porn star too. Felt like he fucked and choked me for hours. But I had no sense of time. I kept passing out to snap back to reality with a dick or hand slap. Even though he likes to play God with my life, he also enjoys humiliating me. And some days, I feel like I manage the pain better than I manage the humiliation.

When he slapped a dog collar and leash on me, I knew I might be in trouble. He would piss on the floor then push my face in it like a dog who peed on the carpet. And that forced me to lick it up. He chugged iced tea to ensure he could piss for hours. But I did not just lick the piss off the floor.  He also made me worship his dirty asshole like I was nothing more than human toilet paper. But I got my coke.

This taboo phone sex whore traded her dignity for coke. And as much as I protest about it, I know I will do it again soon for the blow.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Increase Over the Holidays

rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies seem to be on a lot of men’s minds this holiday. And they all want to force fuck mommy or any mommy. My stepson travels with an unsavory gang. The sort of folks who make snuff flicks with women and pimp them out to be brutally fucked or killed.  I avoid them like the plague. But sometimes, I am that desperate for coke. My stepson will always give me coke. But it comes with a high price tag.

I showed up in the middle of the night because he told me he had coke for me. The holidays make me even more of a coke fiend. Now, I thought it would just be us. He would fuck my ass, give me coke and I would go home. But he had other plans. He had several of his sadistic friends, who I try to avoid like the plague, there. And I knew that could only mean one thing. Gangbang rape porn.

The Things I Do for Coke

I tried to bolt for the door, but one of them grabbed my red hair and tossed me to the ground. While I was on the floor, they pissed and spit on me. My stepson knows I hate that. So, no doubt he told them to do it. When I curled up in a ball, they kicked me like they were enjoying a soccer match.

Before long, everyone’s cocks were out, and they were ready to shred my fuck holes. Even a seasoned whore like me can get her holes shredded still. My ass prolapsed. And my cunt bled because they double, and triple stuffed me with cock. My pussy and ass only gape so far. Luckily for me, they came quickly. But not quick enough to leave my fuck holes undamaged.

But it could have been worse, I know. One of these days, I will end up starring in real snuff movies. But if I get coke, I am happy. Unless of course I am dead. And that’s always a real possibility with my stepson and his sadistic pals.

Evil phone sex is packed endless superior brutality

Evil phone sex Evil phone sex allows me to appreciate the finer things in life. I love how many of you are out there. The freaks, predators, carnivores of sweet innocent flesh. Ya’ll know how to party. And when we play our sick twisted games the cumming never ends.  I love the thrill of fear, the adrenaline rush of inflicting pain, and the guttural screams that follow.

I think we should kidnap a nun or two, really hot nuns, I don’t want some old saggy titted bitch. They need to be as fresh as the morning dew. All that hope in their eyes will be snuffed out by yours truly. I want an audience of you sick fucks to cheer me on while I make my strap on bloody from their tight Godly holes. 

We will make sure that God can never forgive them. I am going to fuck them until they like it, break them down so they will cry out in joy “Fuck God!” I will convert them into worshiping cock and Satan and we can use them up until they become broken little fuck toys.

They will become our Torture sex slaves till the very end. Oh the best part! Satan will be proud of his subjects when we make these nun bitches love Sodomy. Just imagine how good it will feel when I slice their necks while your dick is pounding away at their assholes. 

 

Snuff Porn Season Has Arrived for This Druggy Whore

snuff pornTis the season for snuff porn. But that is not a good thing. At least not for me. I already scored a big bag of holiday coke from my black drug dealer. He made me work for it too. I entertained him and six of his buddies for hours until my holes gaped wide. But that was easy compared to what many men do to me, including my stepson.

For once, I thought I had enough coke to get me through the holidays. And I did not get a severe beating for it. Just a severe fucking which I will take any day. I decided to go out to this dive bar that almost any soccer mom would avoid. Lots of rough types drink there. The kind of men that would make you a gangbang rape porn star on a pool table or a pinball machine.

But they know me. And they party with me. So, I thought I could save a night’s worth of my coke and party with the rough boys. And they did share their coke with me like expected. However, they got much rougher than usual with me. I know I saw a lot of new faces, but still I thought the regulars would intervene. Turns out the new men in the club wanted to fuck this bitch up. And the regulars stood by and masturbated. It almost felt like I walked into a trap.

Sometimes, I Think I Must Have a Death Wish

This huge muscle bound jock type of man picked me up with one hand and pinned me to the wall. Another guy ripped my panties off. Tore them with his bare hands. And without warning, shoved his fist up my cunt. He paraded me through the bar like I was a hand puppet. Hands groped my tits, pulled my hair and slapped my ass as he went through the crowd with his forearm shoved up my cunt.

Before long, he tossed me on the pool table and all the new men in the club took my cunt and ass for a ride. All the while choking me so hard, I would pass out. Strangulation phone sex fantasies seemed real in the moment. They joked that they could kill me. And I knew they could. But then as one of them slapped me back awake he told me he would spare my life because him and his friends need a dumb whore to fuck whenever.

I would not call what they did to me fucking. I can handle rough fucking. But this seemed more violent, and close to deadly. This seemed more like snuff than fucking. However, I did not argue. I knew if I said the wrong thing the big dude could snap my neck like a chicken. I barely got out of that bar alive. All those men wanted to hurt me. Maybe even hurt me dead. Perhaps, the holidays just bring the worst out of men. Do they bring the worst out of you?

Latex Lover

Violent phone sex with you has me in handcuffs, my full body stocking being ripped to shreds, my nipples pinched and twisted, my pussy is soaked,my ass is hungry, I have become a slut for pain and punishment,I hear the door open and see a dark figure in a full latex suit with only a tongue an abnormally large cock uncovered, you have his leash in one hand taser in the other,walking over to me pinching my hard nipple, my hands cuffed above my head, as my legs are spread open each ankle tied to the bedpost, pussy dripping and waiting to be touched,sitting on the bed next to me you unleash your latex covered friend, Feast! Is all you say he dives between my legs licking my pussy like a wild animal ,grunting and moaning as he tastes my juices, I’m squirming as your masked accomplice licks my gash, Feed her! My latex lover climbs next to me on the bed,his huge cock leaking precum as he shoves his massive member in my mouth fucking my throat, gagging me with his huge cock, my eyes are tearing up but that does not stop the savage attack on my throat.Fuck her! Pulling the huge cock out of my throat,as I struggle to catch my breath, My latex lover fills my pussy with what feels like a foot of dick as he strokes my slutty center, pounding my cunt like he is trying to bruise my cervix, holding my waist while hammering into my ocean, I squirt my sex sauce all over his huge dick as you watch him fuck me you stroke your fucking cock telling Mr Latex to breed me, moments later I feel the warm thick load shoot deep in my juice box, you walk over to the bed dick still in hand spraying ropes of cum down my throat, a huge hot load of jizz and not a drop wasted.

Torture sex is the painful fucking of a tight unwilling hole

Torture sexTorture sex is a very big part of my life and there is no shame it. I grew up hating this fucking world and I do my best to cause destruction wherever I can. The power that comes with being a snuff whore is incredibly intoxicating. The dance of dominance and submission vary from person to person but with me it’s all about dominance that causes the most suffering.

The pain in my victims eyes is enough for me to cum but when there is a cock deep inside me as I am raping a tight little hole, I am on a different plane of existence. The highest level you can imagine. And I know that is why you came to me. You crave the same kind of power and violence as I do. I can help you make some hot Ass rape porn with a little teen bitch.

I like to groom little pregnant whores, desperate and unnecessary. You literally can do anything to them when you flash stacks of cash in their face. I will hold her down, while you plow her holes endlessly. I want to see blood on your cock, you understand? Let’s get wild baby!

 

Gangbang Rape Porn at The Hands of Women Destroyed My Fuck Holes

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn seems popular on the dark web. Guys love to see a soccer mom get brutally violated. Even I enjoy it sometimes. But I want to watch it not star in it, especially if the film employs an all female cast and production team. However much I enjoy being a druggy porn star, I do not enjoy being one at the hands of women. Women treat other women poorly. True story. No one acts more cruelly to a woman than another woman.

But beggars cannot be choosers. And I felt desperate. If I am going to leave the house for Christmas shopping, I need to be coked up. But I guess you could say I need to be coked up to do anything. After I exhausted most of my normal routes to get coke, there was one left that I knew would provide me with all the coke I wanted. However, I would be more than just an ass rape porn star. Women would violate me terribly for coke. But I knew the risk.

Women Snuff Flick Directors are The Worst

I needed the coke, so I paid her a visit. And she had her all girl squad with her that seemed happier to see me than her. This soccer mom serves as a cash cow for them. They can fist me, peg me, degrade me… all on camera for the dark web to see. At least the head bitch lets me snort coke before the camera rolls.

They forced me to wear a cheerleader outfit so it would look like a locker room gang bang of the new slut on the squad. My initiation to the team. They pinned me down on the floor and violated my ass and cunt with their fists. When they grew bored of that, they fucked my ass and cunt with any and every object they could find. I thought this might turn into a snuff film instead.

And it almost did. Felt like the baseball bat perforated my colon. I could barely crawl out of the lesbian director’s home. But the coke I got for enduring this level of pain and abuse helped me nurse my wounds.

Gangbang rape porn teen Victim tells all!!!

Gangbang rape porn

Gangbang rape porn teen Victim tells all!!! Now that the headline has grabbed your attention, let me tell you how I was ravaged in a gang bang so young and tender! It was the darkest moment of my life. I was so scared and helpless. But I knew I better than to fight back. These men anted to kill me if I fought too hard. I was so young, but already had been fucked.

But being so tight still, they didn’t notice. And part of me wanted to be forced by three or more men at one time. It as the first multi-guy fuck I ever had! I remember every detail, from being grabbed from behind with a big, rough hand over my mouth. “This is how I die,” I think.
The trunk was dark as I woke up and realized I was in motion!!! Do have a death wish, but fuck, I thought to go out with my Lungs full of good dope and a rope around my neck!

Bright lights! Voices, men saying what a prize I was. Blurry outlines, 5? 6? How many are there? I’m tiny, one man could kill me, no need for overkill. Then, I… realized they were naked. Spotlights and tripods surrounded us. A flat board with a dirty blanket was on two saw horses.
Heard crying and girlie voices. I saw in the corner a couple more teens gagged and bound.

Gangbang rape porn teen Victim is a great accomplice now !

Warehouse Teen rape porn? Oh, what a wonderful set, up! You know how it goes. I’m dragged up clothes cut off and suddenly my brain takes a vacation! I’m floating, my body feels torn apart. But I’m sunbathing nude, and all I feel is good! They slap me, I’m not fighting enough! Fuck! Back to reality! I cry, fight, call names, as my ass and pussy are on fire. Now I’m being stuffed like an olive. All holes! This is it, I die chocking on cock!

You know I live through my assault. And I think about it often, how lucky I was to get out alive. I walked five miles home, bloody, in a towel and bare feet.

But I would be back, and I would be helping other young whores be filmed!

I am More Than My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star, I am His Cash Cow Too

ass rape pornOnce again, he turned me into his ass rape porn star. My son loves to abuse his mommy. But I know he loves me. He needs to stream our sessions for money to support his old druggy whore mother. He had some of that new coke I wanted to try called pink coke. And he joked about turning my face into a cunt for a taste of that new coke. Recently, he got me Botoxed lips. Like huge lips. Pink coke for pink lips, he joked some more.

He let me bury my face in that new primo coke. But, not for long. He yanked my hair to pull me off the coke. Then he skull fucked his mommy whore’s cunt face. But at least I remembered to take my teeth out first. Oh, did I mention he skull fucked me upside down? The blood rushed to my head as I slurped and gulped on his cock. Eventually, he lowered me closer to the floor so he could skull fuck me into it. Oral torture sex. He let me have some skinny powder before I became his punching bag.

My Son Turned My Face into His Cunt

A few punches to my face left me with two black eyes. And his streaming audience loved that because I heard the tips roll in. My face turned black, blue and purple. He loves to give mommy violent makeovers. And his viewers love watching it.  As I showed off my swollen face to the subscribers, more tips rolled in.

He tossed me back down on the floor and sat on my face. This forced me to suck on his asshole. When I did not lick fast enough or deep enough, he began punching me. My tits, my ribs and the side of my face, anything but my sniffer he punched.  After a while of being his punching bag, he told me it was ass sleeve time. And I knew what that meant. I pushed out my pink prolapse for his amusement. Always his amusement. My ass sleeve became his condom. But of course, he zip tied my prolapse first.

However, he did let me snort some more coke before he put a plastic bag over my head. Lucky for me, the plastic bag had some coke in it. As I snorted what coke he put in the bag, I endured more donkey punches to my head and stomach. The plastic started to stick to my face as my oxygen depleted. As he fucked my prolapsed asshole, he punched the back of my head. I thought I might take my last breath ever with that plastic bag over my head. Suddenly, suffocation phone sex seemed close.

My Boy Gives Me Violent Makeovers

But right as I was about to pass out, he took the bag off my head and let me breathe in some air and more coke. And I could hear the chimes roll in. His audience loves to watch him give mommy a violent makeover. By this time, my makeup appeared smeared all over my face. As he punched my tits and the back of my head some more, I felt my brain cells leave my body. I could see stars at this point. But the coke made the pain worth it.

Just when I thought it might be over, he put another bag over my head. But this time he cut a hole in the bag for his cock. I thought I might get doubly suffocated by the bag and his cock. But he pissed in the bag, forcing me to drink his urine. Of course, he gave me more punches to the head. And my makeup smeared even more on round two with the plastic bag. My mouth became my son’s cunt again as he skull fucked me some more.

Finally, he took the bag off for the second time and pushed my face into the big bowl of coke. And I thought I might inhale it all. But he pulled it away from the bowl so he could contort my body. He bent me like a pretzel. My legs do not bend the way he wanted. But he still forced my legs behind my head. And I felt that pain. My arthritis doesn’t let me get into all those crazy poses.

He Bent My Body Like a Pretzel

He pulled my meaty cunt lips open, and I thought he might fist me. But I did not get that lucky. Instead, he fucked my pee hole. As he fucked it, I took a few jabs to the ribs. But more tips rolled in. In the contorted pose he forced me in, he could pick me up like a bowling ball. And he did just that. He put a finger in my pink prolapsed ass and my cunt and tossed me across the room. I bounced off the wall and crumbled to the floor.

As he pondered where to cum, he fist punched my face. He calls it beating mommy beautiful. I took some more punches to the ribs too. Finally, he came all over my face which had already turned various shades of black, blue and purple. My eyes swelled shut to the point that I could not see. But once my violent makeover concluded, he gave me the rest of the big bowl of pink skinny powder. My boy loves me. He just needs me to be his cash cow sometimes.

Torture Phone Sex Season: The 24 Deaths of December

torture phone sexTis the season for torture phone sex fun. Remember, I am not your baby or your honey or anything other than your accomplice or your sadistic mistress. I lack that sap ass gene. Plus, I have no desire to have anything more than an occasional romp. Whereas most women my age worry about finding “the one,” I am contemplating finding the right victim to torture.

I am fresh off Killtober and Deathember. And ready to start the 24 Deaths of December. My own special advent calendar. Although I always welcome volunteers, I like to hunt too. Something so primal about hunting your pray. So, I played a little game with my latest victim. I am not yet Jigsaw level or torture sex, but I have my own games I play.

I live rural. My neighbors live miles away. And I know some of them, but they never hear the screams. The torture I mostly conduct in my underground dungeon that took me years to build. But I still have my kill shack 30 minutes outside of town in the middle of the forest. Either place, nature is on my side.

I Love to Play Games with My Prey

So, this lovelorn dumbass did not listen to me when I told him to fuck off. And I said it nicely too. But he got pushy and sappy. Even called me his dream girl. So, I made him see that I was not his dream girl. More like his worst nightmare. He came back to my place willingly. And I suggested a little game of cat and mouse. My underground dungeon looks like a maze. I have tunnels that lead to the first floor of my home. Another that takes you outside. And others that result in dead ends.

If he could get back upstairs, I would fuck him. Make his dreams come true. But I knew with confidence he would not find the right tunnel. Under my house is a labyrinth I created. And sure enough he did not come up through the trap door into my kitchen. But he did make it outside in the fields. However, he emerged over 5 hours later.  Honestly, I thought maybe he had a heart attack or passed out in my underground maze. I had already planned how to flush his dead body out of the tunnels.

But he did not die. He seemed so excited because he thought he won the game, and I would fuck him. Instead, he got castration phone sex as a consolation prize. I tied him to my castration chair, put a castration band around his balls and chopped those worthless things off. Now, he won’t hit on any woman who does not want to be hit on because he will never fuck again.