Uh Oh, daddy is mad again and I know well enough by now what that means for me! Daddy came home from work drunk and angry, I knew he was in a mean mood so I hid. I had only a few minutes of safety before daddy dragged me out of the linen closet by my hair, my heart raced at the thrill. I know I’m not supposed to like it when daddy beats me senseless but I just can’t help how my cunt throbs. I’m always hoping he will follow the punches with a violent pounding of my cunt. My brother came in with his cock out, daddy forced my head down on my brother’s cock shaft while he spanked my ass and ripped my stockings open. They brutalized my holes for hours, laughing as they made me cum, I was a bloody, sore mess of bruises and cum when daddy finished with me. I sure hope he feels better now that he knows I’m happy to be his punching bag!
Category: Violent phone sex
Daddy Needs A Punching Bag!
How deep can you go? Let’s get dark: Suffocation Phone Sex
Do you think your cock is big enough to partake in suffocation phone sex, or would you have to use something a little more creative to choke me? My biggest fantasy is being tipped upside down over the edge of the bed, looking up at you with makeup-streaked cheeks as you slowly feed your dick in as far as it will go. Reaching down, cupping my throat with your hand as I try to push you away. Tightening it as you feel your cock ramming against it in the back of my throat. My muffled gags and cries fill the room as I beg you to stop through thrusts of your cock. You and I both know I don’t actually want you to stop. I want to make you pass out by choking me with your massive shaft. Just feeling you slapping my face, knowing you’re bringing me back to the conscious realm just to do it again once more.
Ass Rape Porn Star Blair Fucked Around and Found Out
I am my stepson’s ass rape porn star. He summoned my on Black Friday while I was shopping for his half-brothers. I told him I would be over later, but I had to finish what I was doing first. He told me if I fucked around, I would find out just how mean he could be. It was something in his voice. I knew he meant business. He is rough on my fuck holes as it is. I did not need to anger him further. I have fucked around with him in the past and found out the hard way just how cruel he can be. I took my sons home and made up an excuse of why I could continue our holiday shopping. I showed up at my stepson’s place and he was not happy. He told me I fucked around getting to him. I hustled as fast as I could, but I could not come over with his brothers. They still love their mommy. They did not need to see me being an ass rape porn star for their half-brother. They would not understand what was going on. My stepson slapped my face. I realized quickly that we were not home alone. He had two younger women in the house too. They looked terrified. I started to ask questions, but I was slapped again.
These two young teen girls were barely legal. They were cute, white coeds. At first, I feared my evil stepson planned on selling them to a sex trafficker. They were just the kind of girls who go missing every day somewhere in this world. I was not sure what do. I tried to stand between them to comfort them. I think my maternal instincts came out. I quickly discovered we were all his ass rape porn stars, for the night at least. He had us all bend over so he could use a fuck machine on our puckered pink holes. He was streaming this off course. He said if I had not fucked around in coming over, I might have had a different role in this scenario. I should know better by now than to fuck around with my sadistic, blackmailing stepson. He brought out some hung studs to force fuck our assholes. I am more of a seasoned anal whore than these girls were. I think they were ass virgins because there was a lot of crying, screaming and bleeding. I felt sorry for them. I felt like it was my fault that he was being so sadistic. I mean a fucked around and found out just how cruel and violent my stepson could be. Lesson learned.
Castration Phone Sex Fantasies
You know, there’s something about castration phone sex that really gets me going. I suppose it’s the thought of abusing a man’s ass rather than having him balls deep in my pussy that turns me on…it has to do with the reversal of power. I have this intense desire to castrate one of my captors and use his dick to ass rape him. I’d use the blood as extra lubrication and really show him no mercy. I’d fuck his ass hard, fast and deep until he was screaming my name for a change and begging me for mercy. Then, I’d pull it out and make him suck it and clean off all the blood and shit from it. I’d hold the back of his hand firmly in my hands and throat fuck him until he gagged. I’d be so far down his throat and fucking his mouth so violently that his castrated dick would fall out of my snug harness and fall down his throat, really making him gag and choke. Then for once, revenge would be mine…but then I’d need to figure out what to do with his body…
Torture sex goes wrong when master gets upset.
I’m so grateful that this Torture sex didn’t turn deadly. Master you were out of control, and I should have known that your blood lust was too great, when you bled our fuck toy dry in the first ten minutes. You hung her upside down and made me suck your massive veiny alpha cock while you ate her pussy. She kicked trying to fight, the thing we both enjoy, but this time she kicked you. you saw red literally and figuratively so slit her throat right then and there without hesitation. It was terrifyingly sexy to see how little care for life you have!
I can’t deny that the warm shower of blood pouring over me while I sucked and jerked his massive rock-hard cock made me cum. the taste of his cock, her blood and his precum was delicious. The smell of her blood fills all my senses and I can’t help but to deep throat allowing my throat to milk your cock. I want you to cum for me and enjoy this moment, the moment you took that stupid worthless whore’s life. You are in control the one who makes the plans.
We planned on torturing her slowly devouring her fear and flesh for out thanksgiving meal. Obviously, that wasn’t happening now that she is dead and has no more life to give. as you came the look you gave was demonic in nature. I knew that the death master was over taking you. You grabbed my hair and dragged me back to the rig I set up myself. This was for that worthless whore not me I wanted to help you torture. Well tonight I guess my luck ran out and for your impatience I must suffer. I felt the sting of a whip as I pulled at the arm restraints. “Listen bitch it is not the time to test me or my will. I want to keep you around sweet one but at the end of the day you are just another kill!”
Violent Phone Sex Is The Only Way I Can Get Off
Me and my Boys laugh and ask her again, “Anything?” “Yes, anything.” “Well we wanna watch you bleed.” And that is exactly what we do. We make her bleed and cum. Nothing like watching them bleed and cum at the same time. Some bleed more than they cum. Some cum harder than they bleed.
Sometimes my Boys put me on the street to attract new blood. I will go into some crowded, smokey bar or club dressed in a trenchcoat a bodycon minidress some fishnets, heels and my silver knife jewelry. Walk up to a guy , lure him back to our place and well, after he is surprised when I turn on the lights and he sees my fellow cult members all standing there eyeing him like the fresh meat he is and how quickly his surprise turns to terror when he realizes how badly he fucked up.
Yeah he knows we are going to torture and rape him. Make him cry and bleed. Sometimes the Boys laugh and take a huge 12 inch black dildo and insert it right in his ass just like that. You’d be surprised how many of them actually get off on that.
Then we make them lick the blood off that big black dildo and make him swallow it.
Hurts so good!
And when they cry like little girls we laugh and I kiss them all over their mouths to shut them up!
After the nipple clamps, blind folds and whippings. It’s down to the basement for them where we put them on ice for another time.
Be careful who you go home with after a night at the club. That’s all I gotta say.
Bondage Phone Sex Tied Me Up for Black Friday Shopping
Bondage phone sex had me tied up on Black Friday. I could not shop. I like to think my husband had something to do with it, but I know he did not. This was of my own doing. I went out on Thanksgiving night looking to score some blow. I ran through what I had too quickly, but I needed more. If I was going to shop at 6 am on Friday, I needed more cocaine. Sadly, I did not get it. Well, I got it, just not in time to shop. I met this guy who said he would give me a huge bag of blow, but I had to be his bondage whore first. Sounded harmless. As a taboo phone sex whore, I have been tied up many times over the years. I was ready for this. He hung me upside down by my ankles like some pig he was going to gut and drain of blood. I was not comfortable at all. Do you know how hard it is to breathe with a cock in your mouth when you are upside down? His big hairy nut sack covered my nose suffocating me. He put his hands around my throat too. I was gagging and puking trying my best to swallow his shaft balls deep. I have been tied up in a ton of uncomfortable positions, but I was literally hanging upside down like a bat for hours. Blood was rushing to my head causing a horrible migraine. My skin was snow white from lack of blood flow. After a few hours, he cut me down, but I was not done yet. Now, I had to be his ass rape porn star. I was disoriented. I kept my mind on the coke. He fucked my ass for 12 hours. He was doing blow too. His dick never went soft, and it took him ions to cum. When he finally did, Black Friday shopping was over and my ass was prolapsed. I did get my blow though. I guess it was worth missing shopping. Maybe my blow will last longer now. LOL. I doubt it though. I am such a coke head.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Burn off Those Thanksgiving Calories
Rape phone sex fantasies are more popular over the holidays. I have a theory as to why too. I think family time creates sexual tension for men. They think about their mothers, their mother in laws, their nieces, their sisters, even their daughters. Plus, the holidays can be stressful too. Nothing releases tension, however, better than a rape fantasy. A good fucking rape fantasy also helps burn off some of the turkey day calories too. Although I do a lot of accomplice work now, I can still be the victim in a hot roleplay. When David called me, the first thing he said to me was, “I need a bitch to burn off some of these extra calories.” Fucking does indeed burn off calories. He told me his rape phone sex fantasies. He has the hots for his sister, his aunt, his mother and even his grandmother. I suggested a hot role play to not only burn off the calories of eating way too much on Thanksgiving, but also to work out some of his pent-up aggression.
I love role plays. I am a kinky bitch. You have rape fantasies for a young girl or someone in your family? I am game for it. Bring it on. My caller wanted me to be his mother. I never get to be the mommy. But age play works both ways. I can be younger, and I can be older. The scenario was right after Thanksgiving dinner when everyone was bloated and stuffed. He approached his mom in the kitchen and joked about fucking off the huge meal they just shared. Mommy was not happy about the suggestion of something so taboo, so he bitch slapped her, choked her and fucked her anyway. He bent mommy over the kitchen table, ripped her panties off and fucked her cunt and ass. He had a lot of aggression in him, plus he wanted to burn off some of those non-Keto calories he consumed at Thanksgiving dinner.
I liked playing mommy. I will admit, role play or not, I enjoy a hardcore fucking. Even as an accomplice now, that will never change. Roleplay sex is the best way to explore your rape phone sex fantasies for anyone. My caller fucked his mother so hard her pussy and ass bled. Her cunt ended up looking like an uncooked turkey because he stretched her pussy so wide. A hot rape fantasy after Thanksgiving helps you fuck off some calories, but it helps you burn off some aggression too.
Looks Like I Asked the Wrong Person for Directions
It’s time to bash my face in on the brick wall. I was walking around like a victim, waiting for someone to use and abuse me. Why else would I come up to you and act as if you were safe to be around, like you aren’t a massive piece of shit? You can’t help it. It is an urge that can’t be contained. That’s why when I asked for directions to the next few streets over, I gave you the green light to do this to me, to beat my head against the red brick wall behind the bathroom. You see the blood gushing out of my head, making me slowly lose consciousness. This is what I deserve. That’s why it is no problem for you to pull your cock out and make me choke on it while I can barely see. All I need to do is know how to suck and I do. I’m a stupid cum whore who needs to suck and lick on your big fat cock and swallow your cum.
Happy Bloody Thanksgiving Everyone! From Your Girl Yara! What You Got To Be Thankful For?
Yeah, I said it, exactly what that fuck do you sheep have to be thankful for? Being led to slaughter by the powers that be? You run your asses to the supermarket and buy a whole bunch of nothing cause you were told that is what you supposed to be doin’?
You run out on Black Friday to buy a whole lot of stuff you don’t need? Do you really even want it? Ok, that’s fine. But know this, the holiday season is the perfect time for me and my Thrill Kill Posse to be out on these streets taking advantage of the opportunity presented to us. Like when Y’all all shopping on Black Friday and fighting each other over PlayStations and Flat Screen Televisions, meanwhile you ain’t keeping an eye on your kiddos. That’s when we slip in through the crowd and relieve you of that responsibility. Trust me the little ones? We can get a premium for them . We can sell them to our snuff film associates or our cannibal friends. They love some fresh kiddo kill for the holidays.
Trussed just like a turkey.
Oh yeah .
By the way, Happy Thanksgiving. Lol.