Tag: Bloody Phone Sex

Ass Rape Porn

Ass rape porn

On occasions I feel the need to play a game of cat and mouse. My pussy is wet and hot and in need of some excitement. I head to a local bar and end up with the drunkest finest man I can find. I like a cocky man with a big hard dick. I like the arrogance because I know once I play victim he will easily fall into my trap and become dominant. He pulls me into the stall of the restroom bar and I slide my panties to my ankles. My cunt is wet and dripping. He doesn’t hesitate to slide his hard cock inside once I have gotten his cock super wet with my juices I urge him to put his fat swollen meat inside of my asshole. He does so with pleasure. I start to moan and then I stop him. I tell him I am far too drunk and need to go home that this is a mistake. He slams my head down and tells me to shut up that he is going to fuck my asshole rather I like it or not. He played into my hands just like puddy. I try to resist but he fucks my asshole anyway. I cry and scream and play victim. He then pulls out and cums all over my ass. I turn around and look him dead in the eyes and smirk. The I sliced his throat with no explanation. Sometimes I like to catch a man off guard. A man that thinks he is fucking over me. When in reality I am fucking him over. I stood over him and played with my pussy as I watch the blood spill out of his body. My body shivered with pleasure. Who’s next?

Fuck Thanksgiving turkey

snuff phone sexThanksgiving is such a fucking joke. All of that family BS. All of that festivity and fake cheer. When all family really wants to do is get drunk and fuck each other. I remember growing up, I had this older pervy cousin who used to try to get in my panties. After all of the adults got drunk, I went outside and he followed me. It was dark. I headed for the woods that were so familiar to me. He was angry, crashing through the brush, calling me a tease and a whore. He didn’t know that my place was booby trapped. I had been practicing dark magic since I was young. I had some sacrificial hens in a cage out there and some rabbits. I heard him scream as he stepped into a noose trap that jerked him upside down. I had him now. He would be my first human torture. I grabbed a chicken and headed his way. He was already crying and begging when I got there. My evil side came out. I cut the chickens head off in front of his face, as she spurted blood all over him, twitching as her life blood drained. He thought he was going to get some pussy, thought he’d take it by force. My rage boiled. I gave him a little fowl for thanksgiving instead. I punched him in the face, forcing him to open his mouth. I shoved the bird’s neck down his throat, throat fucking him with the bloody carnage. Saliva and blood poured down his face. Don’t mess with wicked little girls who love to play alone in the woods. He never touched me again. You ready to be my next victim or do you have someone special in mind? Happy “Fuck-a-bird Day.”

Let’s Eat

cannibalism phone sex

This is going to sound extreme, but what can I say? I’m an extremist when it comes to sex and fantasies. Lately I’ve been fantasizing about cannibalism phone sex. Of course, it must be with the right person. Somebody who would truly enjoy making a meal out of me. And it doesn’t even need to be me! I could be an accomplice and we could dine on some helpless slut together. There’s nothing more intimate than the experience of completely consuming another human. Especially if we do it together. We can savor every delicious bite. Now the real question is do we chop her up in itty bitty bite size pieces or just kind of use a fork and a knife and slice a bite off at a time? There are countless ways we can go about this and I’d love to hear some of your creative ideas.

Remember, the more extreme the fantasy is, the more we both will enjoy it. It’s fun to get lost in these thing we can never act on in our daily lives.

We killed a junkie whore

taboo phone sexWe killed a junkie whore last night and I loved it. This stupid bitch named Billie Joe was out selling her fuck holes for meth so I stopped her and told her she could come back to my place and get comfortable for a while. I dated her brother so she trusted me, hell she thought we were friends even tho I can’t stand her stupid junkie ass. She’s nothing but a liar and a thief and I can’t stand that shit. Anyway, we tied that whore up and waited until she was sober enough to feel everything we did to her. Then we cut her, forced fucked her, split her in two, it was glorious. She screamed and cried the whole time asking me how I could do this to her and begging us to let her go but we just continued to torture her stupid ass until she was finally dead. Honestly that is what we should do with all junkie whores like that, they are worthless drains on us all.

Violent Phone Sex Memories

violent phone sexI am no stranger to violent phone sex fantasies. Men have been hurting me all my life. My caller last night wanted me to go back into my past to talk about my daddy issues. He wanted to hear about painful memories. I am a submissive slut, so I sucked up my personal pain to tell my caller what he wanted. One of my earliest memories of my father was not long after my mother left us for another man. Daddy had some friends over. They were drinking and playing poker. I had gone to bed. I woke up when I heard my bedroom door bust open. Daddy and his friends came into my room. I could smell the whiskey on their breath. I was scared. Even at that young of an age, I knew a bunch of grown men standing around my bed was not a good thing.  I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. I asked daddy what was going on. He ripped my clothes off, shoved a washcloth in my mouth and invited his friends to fuck me. I now know it was a gangbang rape porn. I cried, screamed and fought as drunk old men pushed their cocks into my tiny pussy. It seemed like it went on for hours. It probably did. When they left, I was messy. Their cum was oozing out of me, along with lots of blood. I was so sore. I tried to pee, and it burned. I washed myself up, changed my sheets and cried in bed all alone. From that day on, I was just daddy’s fucking whore. It was the night that began my life as daddy’s little subby bitch. I may have left my father, but I am still a subby bitch. Just now, I like being used by groups of men.

He beat me black and blue

taboo phone sexHe’s beaten my face black and blue as a true submissive whore, the camera is still filming me crying as he brings his fist back again to the back of my head, ripping out a chunk of my hair this time. I am crying but it’s pointless because I am his breeding whore to do whatever he wants with, his submissive fucking slut to abuse like the piece of shit I know I am. He’s got me tied up, tightly bound so I can’t fight against him – he wants me in the most pain as possible. He loves seeing me suffer, he loves taking out all his anger on me and letting his friends use me too. His friend has his cock down my throat and I feel myself start to gag violently on his dick, I am choking on my snot from crying too, and this only makes him more turned on so he’s fucking my mouth while the other guy is pumping into my pussy that swollen cock feels like it’s ready to burst. His balls slapping against my ass and the others in my face I know he’s about to fill my cunt with his babybatter. As soon as he blows his load in my pussy he’s moving to my ass and slapping me in the face calling me a stupid fucking bitch. The one who was just in my mouth goes straight to my pussy making sure he gets his load of cum in me too, I am being told now that I must beg for it. So there I am, crying and whimpering and begging for a huge load of cum to fill me up already feeling the warm load in my pussy. Once they’re done using me like a sex slave and breeding whore I am tied to the chair as they start up a machine… the sound is so familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Suddenly the pain I feel on my breast soon tells me this a tattoo gun and he’s writing “submissive whore” on my left tit. This makes me hysterical but he’s far from done. It takes hours but he ends up tattooing all over my body, “breeding whore, cum dumpster, bitch, slave, stupid slut, fucktoy.” my body is bloody and bruised but I am his piece of art. He and his friends spit on me before they go, then cover my ruined body in their warm piss. They leave me tied up, helpless so they can use me again later if they want….they’re just trying to make an army of stupid sluts just like me to abuse and I am the vessel, the breeding whore that will give this to them.

Torture Sex Death

torture sexIt was a torture sex night for me. I was not prepared for it. I was out dancing with girlfriends. I hooked up with this guy who told me to call an Uber when we were done fucking. He said he doesn’t drive trash home. I was embarrassed and humiliated, so I left. I called the Uber, but I got in the wrong car. Boy, was it the wrong car. He had a fake Uber decal. I never paid attention to what my driver looked like or what car he was driving. This poser drove me to some underground club. He pulled me out of the back of his car kicking and screaming. We were soon inside some dark club. It was a BDSM looking place. It was far more sinister than BDSM, however. This was some sort of torture chamber. As he dragged me downstairs and through hallways, I heard screams. I got glimpses of women being tortured and mutilated. The driver got to a room, knocked then handed me over to another man in exchange for money. He was just the wrangler. This tall handsome man looked me up and down, then strapped me to a table. I saw all the medical instruments next to me on a little metal tray. He started to cut my flesh and peel back layers of my skin. He branded me too with his initials like some cult leader. He fucked me while pouring acid on my tits. My screams of agonizing pain made his cock harder. He started stabbing my big fake boobs as he fucked my ass. My blood made him harder too. I was in pain, crying, screaming and he just kept fucking the shit out of me. The more I cried, bled and screamed, the harder he fucked me. The fake Uber driver drove me to my death.

Sadistic phone sex

Sadistic phone sex Today is the day I will never forget. My master caught me talking to another master this was not something he set up for money or for punishment, this was a secret and something he did not know about. This meant, he could even kill me. I was petrified when he walked in on me talking to him. I was caught red-handed and there was nothing I could do about it! He smashed all my belongings and dragged me into the torture room. He chained me up as tight as he ever has and shoved a ball gag in my mouth to shut me up. “You wanna go be a fucking stupid damn whore after I have been so good to you bitch?” He spits on my face, producing needles and thread and an evil smile. I start to scream as everything starts to come together. I know exactly what he’s going to do, he’s threatened it before. He would always say “if you piss me off enough I am going to sew that pussy right up.” He was doing just that, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I watched him prepare his death meal

cannibalism phone sexDismembering limbs of woman, cutting them up into small pieces and cooking them. When he has prepared his death meal, he will make one of the little slave sluts he has imprisoned in his basement eat every last bite of the dead slut he just killed. While he is watching the sex slave eat the dismembered cooked limbs of the slut he will be sitting on the other side of the table from her. His cock hanging out, and his hand gripping hard on it. This is what the headmaster enjoys, I finally was able to figure out what got my headmaster’s cock rock hard. I thought I would never figure out how to turn him on. Now I know why he has not tortured me yet. The headmaster knows I would enjoy seeing him stroke his cock while forcing me to eat a dismembered slut. I would not cry and beg him to let me go, no. The only thing that would happen to me is the feeling of my sex slave cunt getting wetter and wetter on the chair as I ate each bite. Knowing that one day I would be on the plate didn’t bother me at all, I would be honored to die for him.

Bloody phone sex

 

IBloody phone sex

There is nothing that satisfies me better than playing with my hot wet cunt while watching a murder flick. There is something about the sight of blood and inflicting gruesome pain on an innocent soul that makes me so fucking horny. Do you know what makes this bitch cum so fucking hard? Cum dripping all in my satin silk panties? I bet you do! What makes this bitch satisfied is killing a bitch and watching her blood leak out of her body. The pain in her face. The screams from the torture. Watching her skin go pale as her life leaves her body. That is the type of shit my friend that Mistress Jade needs in her life just to be satisfied. I love to smear my victim’s blood all over your cock and you come fuck the shit out of me. Fuck me so hard! I want your dick to enter my cunt and pierce out of my fucking throat.