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Rape phone sex fantasies are taboos in the making

Rape phone sex fantasiesAmong my Rape phone sex fantasies I’ve always had one that stands above all else, but I could never find a boyfriend cray enough to try it with me. I lay back, slip my hand in my panties, and think about a gang of men breaking into my house in the middle of the night. They all wear black masks and all the only thing I can see is the lust in their eyes, hungry like wolves and ready to molest me. They snatch my boy and force him into my room where I’m already awake and stripped naked. They put him in a chair in the middle of the room and tie him up for Bondage phone sex with his young dick in his fist and forced him to look while they use me for their own sick pleasures.I’m terrified the whole time but that doesn’t stop my slick little cunny from getting wet and begging me to get fucked. My son was really jacking his cock as he watched them treat me like a fucking cheap slut. I could feel the frozen metal kiss of a pistol against my temple, keeping me from struggling against them. Suddenly a throbbing cock gets shoved in my cunt, another forced into my asshole, and a third choking me down my throat all while my boy gets himself closer and closer to cumming, becoming conditioned to seeing Mommy get fucking used like the slut she is, played with and treated like a whore meant to be broken for their fun and flavor. I can’t imagine how much that’d fuck with our relationship, but it makes it so much hotter. Oh fuck I think I’m gonna cum just thinking about it! My fingers are slipping into my cunt and drilling me a moment of raw bliss just thinking about his face as he cums watching me get abused and hurt for Bloody phone sex.

Bondage Phone Sex Can be a Nightmare for a Pain Slut

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get kinky. I am a kinky switch. I love to be an accomplice, but sometimes I am still the victim. I am a bit of a pain slut. I guess you could call me a fetish queen. I have always loved BDSM. I am a frequent flyer of the fetish scene. I have done tons of fetish modelling, been to all the clubs, I have even had masters in my life. I am enjoying being a free agent now, but sometimes I crave the hand of a strong man, and it leads me to danger every time. When I met Patrick, he seemed like a normal master daddy type. He appeared to be more like a Christian Gray than a snuff porn guy. I was wrong. Behind the expensive designer suit was a stone cold sadist. I never should have gone home with him. Why I did, I am not sure. I guess I have a death wish. His entire house is one BDSM dungeon. All weekend long, I was at his mercy in his dungeon. Many times, I thought I might not make it out alive. He is into pain and torture. Inflicting it. He used a meat hook in my ass to string me up like a pinata. My ass was stretching out more than if I was an anal sex porn star with a 100 cocks in her ass. He put a ball gag in my mouth because my cries were annoying him. While strung up by my ass, he whipped me. I spun around in the air with every whack. I was dizzy and sick to my stomach from the constant spinning. Patrick just laughed and found more things to whip me with. I was his torture sex slave doll for the weekend. Patrick is one sick fuck. He gets off on the pain and fear of women. Do you? Are you my next nightmare.

Sacrifice for Samhain

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To properly celebrate Samhain, my little coven and I rejoice in a variety of rituals: nude nature walks, sumptuous feasts and, best of all, hole bashing bondage phone sex with a physical manifestation of death, itself.  Conjuring up some vile visitor from the underworld and letting it have its way with us is the best way to increase the power in our little triad of terror, not to mention the fact that demon cock feels amazing, so we do it every year.  And, like any good witch, we celebrate all three days.  

On the 31st, it’s a little witches’ ball with just the three of us and one lucky lad that we invite to be the recipient of all of our attention.  We drink and dance and play with his genitals until one of us ends up making him cum in our hands.  Then, we save it.  Every last drop.  But night one is only for handy work.

On the 1st, the four of us take a nude hike through the woods.  Every time we stop to rest, we take turns blowing our lucky boy toy until he shoots a sticky load in our mouths.  By the time we’re done walking we’ve all gotten some of his goop.  Then we saved it.  Spit it out into a canteen.  Day two is the day we use our mouths.

The 2nd is when things get really fun.  We start off with a daytime feast for the four of us full of food, wine and butt fucking.  I mean, you can’t spell “bacchanal” without “anal.”  Inevitably, sometime during the whole thing, usually between the food and the ass ramming, our simple boy asks who the fifth plate of food and wine goblet are for.  We just laugh at him and take his fuck hog as far in our rectums as we can and grind around on him until he fills our shit boxes with spunk.  You know what happens next.  We shoot that shit filled cum out of our assholes and save it.  We saved all of his seed for all three days for what happens next.

After the feast, it’s time for the sacrifice.  This is when the worm turns for our lucky stud.  He gets lured onto our sacrificial altar and strapped down so he can’t move.  After we each say our part, his throat is slit and he bleeds out, quick and simple.  Once all of his blood is collected, we can finally get to performing the great rite and increasing the power of our crazy little coven.

The dark entities of death we conjure are drawn to human bodily fluids and waste like moths to a juicy, stinky flame.  We cover ourselves in that boy’s blood and all of that spit and shit filled jizz he gave us before his demise and recite an invocation so we can offer ourselves to whatever awful being we decide to bring forth.  We don’t do it three times in one night, only one of us gets to be ravaged by a rotten wraith each year.  No high priestess in our coven, we share power.  So, every three years, I get to look forward to being tied up, covered in sludge and wailed away on by some ghastly ghoul.  And this is my year.  I can’t fucking wait!

 

Snuff sex secrets

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Michael asked me to write about his dirty snuff sex secrets. My caller Michael loves to tell me all about his daughter and how she was unable to speak, so he was able to take advantage of her.

All he would do with her day and night was torture her little body and let her little pussy be engulfed with his cock. Every inch slid deep inside that little cunt of hers.

One day he took it board, and thru the screams, he injected her with a lethal dose of tranquilizers. Her little body grew cold, and his cock got more challenging.

There Michael was fucking her dead body enjoying necrophilia like the good pervert he is and will always be. Michael didn’t have to do much to cover up his daughter’s death, as she was pronounced dead via a seizure. The girl suffered many severe side effects and medical issues that no one would think twice.

Now Michael calls me and tells me all his dirty stories.

Gangbang Rape Porn : A Deadly Audition

Gangbang rape porn is the best porn for many guys. I love to be the center of attention and a gangbang is the best thing for me. It’s my life’s calling to be fuck meat. Daddy always told me so.

Sometimes I will be out at night and all I can think about is a scene in a snuff film where I am grabbed into the trees and shoved in a dark van. Gagged, drugged out and bound. My wrists tied behind my back, ragged soaked in something making me pass out.

I get my clothes ripped off with a large blade and nicking at me causing blood flowing. I can’t scream I have fear in my eyes. This excites the five men even more as they start pounding out my holes. I am being savagely fantasy raped cut and beaten. I soon pass out and stop breathing. This is the close up of abused battered body covered in blood and cum.

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Its payback time

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I have a great internship with a rule that if we ever feel threatened we can get support if we seek it. Well, the janitor at the place I was interning would give me the heebie jeebies. All he would do was wait for me to get off work and try to get alone with me. I felt so threatened that I reached out to the higher ups.  Little did I know how fast they would act, and fired the man. A part of me felt terrible, but another part felt relieved. 

Several weeks went on and everything was going dandy. It was a late night at the office finishing a project and school work I was tied up. As I made my way to the car garage I felt someone attack. I woke up in an unfamiliar place. There he was Mr. Luther ready to give some payback for making him lose his job.

There was satanic symbolism all over the place and he began to tell me how much he worshipped satan and how he’s going to make me pay for what I did to him.

fear struck my body but I was about to give into blasphemy sex or wind up dead.

Torture Sex And Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Fulfilled With Young Slut

Torture sex is what the little slut next door got. Their parents leave her alone all the time. I told her to come by and like a dumb young slut, she did. I gave her a special punch that knocked her out. I had my friend coming over and i was going to use her to fulfill my Rape phone sex fantasies.

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She looked like a cute little bald pussy slut who would do anything if you just gave her some attention. I undressed her and tied her hands up. I put a ball gag in her mouth in case she woke up. When my friend walked in and saw her little body tied up, his big black cock poked out of his pants. He didn’t want to wait any longer and shoved his cock into her tight bald pussy hole. I watched as my rape phone sex fantasies were coming true and i played with my cunt. He gave her the first taste of torture sex. I could see her little hole bleeding as he ripped it open with his big black cock. He doesn’t stop until he filled her cunt up. We were not done with her yet. I knew her mother wouldn’t get home until early morning, that is enough time for me to get some live Ass rape porn. 

 Snuff Sex Fuck Bimbo Geneva

Bimbo sluts like me are really one of those dime a dozen sort of things. Honestly this makes for perfect snuff sex situations. All of us Instagram sluts whoring ourselves with selfies and duck lips. I can’t help it I live to have a body that men want to tear up.

Oh, I am not speaking lightly about tear up either, fuck I mean this pretty damned literally. I have silicone titties, a Botox face and a cunt that get destroyed and resewn regularly. This is my life as a pain slut and worthless cunt whore. Many guys know how to put me in my place and I bet you do as well.

The other night I was just getting a lift ride and ended up in the middle of a gangbang with the lyft driver’s thug friends. They try to grab the hot sluts when they request and take up to a crack house. I was shot up with heroine and used recklessly my a dozen big cocks. This is what happens to me even when I try to play it safe. I’m a fuck whore disposable cunt.

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Bondage Phone Sex Can Be Torture When You are a Druggy Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex can get dark with a woman like me. I like danger. I am a pain slut. I act like I do not know what I am getting into sometimes, but I usually do. I knew when I went to Darren for coke, it was not going to be a simple trade. He is not really the fuck her gently kind of guy. He is a pure sadist. He likes to inflict pain, but he likes to inflict it on willing women. He has this idea in his head that it is much hotter when the woman is so desperate for something that she will willingly go along with whatever torture sex ideas he has in his head. When I showed up at his door, he got this devilish grin. According to him, I am the best pain whore around. He thinks I make him up his game. It is not that he cannot hurt me. I am just such a seasoned pain slut that I can hide the pain well. I need to stop doing that because it makes men like Darren try that much harder to break me. He broke me last night. He really had upped his game. He took me to his basement. He had the big bag of coke in eyesight to keep me focused. He tied me up, so I was slightly suspended in the air. He had ropes and pullies. Being bound tight is not an issue for me. The electric shock he added to the bondage was what put me over my own pain threshold. He was shocking my tits and my clit at the same time, each time increasing the voltage until I could smell my flesh burning. I pissed myself, even shit myself when he shocked my ass. It was close to snuff sex, but I survived. Survived to get my bag of coke. I will see him again, no doubt because I am a druggy pain whore.

Gangbang Rape Porn Pays My Bills But Ruins My Holes

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn may be hot to watch, but it is rarely fun to make because men are brutal on your fuck holes. Sometimes though I am forced to make some underground films I would rather not make because I need the money. I was doing well between escorting, phone sex and working at the strip club. The economy is not stable, and I am getting older. Constantly new fresh-faced girls getting into the adult entertainment business, pushing us vets out. Men get older but expect us to get younger and tighter. That means I get older, my money opportunities dwindle, and I get more desperate for money. I can count on Gary to hook me up though. He is sort of a last resort stop. He is a broker. He hooks desperate women like me up with men who pay for all sorts of things including snuff porn. He is the middle man. He takes a cut of what the men pay me, plus he is paid by the men when he matches them up with a desperate girl. Last week, I was desperate. Rent was late. Utilities were all about to be shut off. I needed quick money, so Gary hooked me up with this guy looking to do a violent gang bang with a blonde buxom bimbo. I fit that bill perfectly. I had no clue what was in store for me. I knew it was a paid gig, but I had no clue what I would have to do for that money. This rich guy just wanted to work some aggression out on a blonde bimbo and let his friends use her too. Beggars cannot be choosers. This was not what I signed up for though and got scared quickly. I thought one guy, not 12. Not too much damage one dick can do to my holes, but 12 dicks at once can gape me for days and ruin my fuck holes. They tied me up and used me as a toilet and private cum dumpster.  I got paid a grand, which is peanuts for what they did to me. My boobs are black and blue. My asshole is prolapsed, and I am still walking funny. I had to call off my stripper gig because of how I look. At least I can still be your taboo phone sex whore.