Tag: Bondage phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star

ass rape pornI had to stream an ass rape porn for my stepson the other night. He was in a desperate spot for cash. I have been his cash cow since he discovered streaming. He thinks sites like Chaterbate are taking over the porn world and soon enough all the porn stars will just be amateurs like me. I am okay with that. I guess like anything, the porn industry is changing to meet consumer trends. What I do is too extreme for Chaterbate, but my stepson has a loyal fan base. They sign on and tip with Bitcoins to watch his trained monkey perform extreme sex acts. I do not see a dime of that money either. No complaints, however. He gives me coke and lets me live. I barely live most nights and even though I escape death’s door, I am not without marks. He had the biggest butt plug I have ever seen ready for me to bounce during our last encounter. I knew that it was going to hurt even a seasoned anal taboo phone sex whore like me. What I did not know was that the lube he slathered on the butt plug was not lube, but Icey-hot. Talk about painful. When I lowered my ass down on that thing, I let out a scream. A blood curling scream. That shit burns the ass like gasoline and a lit match. I knew I had to keep bouncing though because if he does not hear the Bitcoin sounds, he will punch me, beat me so badly that I wished I was dead. Seriously, it felt like acid in my ass.  I was crying and bouncing on that ass shredder. His viewers loved it. They could see how inflamed my asshole was as proof this was not staged. One of these days, I am going to die or sustain permanent damage on one of his live streams.

Hot Home Intruder

Home invasion phone sex

 

I do simple home invasions for the thrill of it.  Sometimes the places are empty and I have fun just going through all of their shit, maybe do something fucked up like shove the heads of their toothbrushes up my ass or rip the last three pages out of all of their books, stuff like that.  But I prefer the houses I break into to have someone inside for me to taunt and terrorize.  Playing an unwanted game of hide and seek with a hapless homeowner is a lot more fun than sticking an Oral B in my butt.

The peeping tom aspect of it gives me an initial adrenalin rush that washes over me.  If the conditions aren’t right for a proper B&E, I’ll stay outside for hours looking inside of their illuminated windows letting the simple stalk be my rush for the night.  But when things go my way I can bust in without making a single sound and position myself in an indoor hiding spot so I can track my target’s every move.

If I don’t want to cause a scene I’ll just wait for them to go to bed then creep into their room so I can watch them sleep.  When I need more excitement I like to make a sound for them to investigate and skulk in the shadows until the moment is right for me to step into the light and scare the everloving shit out of them.  At that time of night they always run back to their room with me hot on their heels.

This is where I have to make a decision: turn tail and leave before the cops arrive or charge into the bedroom and turn that scared little piggy into the victim they were born to be.  The choice is easy, I just base it on how I feel at the moment.  I’ll leave if I’ve had enough, but if I want blood and cum then I have no qualms with turning that home invasion into a grisly murder scene.

 

Porn valley

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When I joined the porn scene and moved to porn valley, I had high hopes of becoming the next Alexis texas. Sure I wasn’t half as good-looking as lex for tex, but I had grit. I had a character full of life and had the stars in my eyes. It shined so bright the thought of me becoming a porn girl. I made plenty of connections and put myself thru a grueling workout plan and eating plan. All I could ever aspire to be was to become the best fuck slut and get plenty of avns for my efforts. The callbacks became slim to none. I wasn’t getting any part I thought I’d get. Instead, I became quite the girl for snuff. At first, I was a little disappointed, but once I saw how many people thought about having killer phone sex with me and how much they wanted to bash my skull, I felt pretty infamous. Famous for something terrible, which in terms of porn is pretty standard. It made my heart melt to know so many people were masturbating to the thought of me being fucked to death. Call cynical, but it seems I’m a pretty big deal after all, and that’s not too shabby.

My bloody valentine

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I had the perfect date set up for my man and me I. Little did I know he had something up his sleeve. My boyfriend has always had a mean streak. When he fights with me, he gets nasty, and I annoy him in every aspect. I’m always walking on eggshells when it comes to our relationship. Anything can set him off and make me have a horrible night. Many times I have almost met death because I push him too far. It can be something as simple as me wearing something he doesn’t quite fancy. Either way, I try to make him happy and do what I can to keep him excited. For valentines day, I wanted to push him into getting him to follow his darkest hot fantasies. Snuff movies are big for him, and he wanted to see me covered in blood for a bloody valentine.

Torture Phone Sex Doll

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is what I am known for. Does not mean I like it. I hate it. I have always thought I was better than most of the abuse I take. My problem is that my coke addiction makes me vulnerable and desperate. Some guys treat me better than others. Some guys use me as they need and that may be as their accomplice or their victim. Some guys are generous and just trade a good fucking for a bag of coke. This weekend, I was with Earl. He is not the worst person I have been with nor the best. He is obsessed with my ass. That means he is always down to make me his ass rape porn star. I do not know how he does it. He gets my body contorted in the most awkward and painful positions. And once I am in those positions, he sticks whatever he can find in my asshole. It is usually just him and me, but this weekend he brought his teen son with him. It was sort of a macabre introduction to manhood. He wanted his son to learn how to abuse an old whore. Said no boy can become a man without fucking an old whore. The boy was not nervous at all. In fact, he was wildly excited. He put his fist in my ass and when he got shit on his knuckles, he made me lick it off. Gross. He put dildos in my ass, like many at a time and joked that it was a whore’s bouquet of flowers. He eventually fucked my asshole, but only after he tortured it and left it gaping wide. Junior had more fun than Earl ever had with me. He told me when he is older, he will take over his dad’s drug trade and I will have to work with him for my coke. Dear God. I do not look forward to that. Junior is already sick as fuck, and he has not even taken the SAT yet. 

Bondage Phone Sex Went Wrong

bondage phone sexHe asked me if I like bondage phone sex. I said no. It was sort of a lie. I do like to be tied up, but I hate not knowing what will happen to me next. I mean when I am tied up, I am vulnerable. Very vulnerable. A man can do anything to me. And he usually does. My last bondage situation was not good. Not for me. For the man, it was a different story. I met him on Tinder. He said he wanted to party with a milf. To me, it was a chance for free drugs. If I had to fuck him, that was a small price to pay for getting free coke. We were doing lines and talking. Everything seemed to be going well until he wanted to tie me up. He explained that it was just for shits and giggles, and to get me in a beach ball position to fuck me. I fell for his line of bullshit and the next thing I knew, I was being used for a gangbang rape porn. He had a bunch of friends waiting for me. I never heard or saw them, but they were waiting in stealth in another room. They all fucked my ass. It was gaped open, sore, prolapsed, and oozing jizz. They laughed at how big of a hole I had. They pissed into my gaped asshole and even fisted me. I had rope burns because I was struggling to get free, but I could barely move. I wanted out. The coke had worn off and he was not giving me anymore. I begged for a hit. Anything to take the pain and shame away, but he wanted this mommy whore to feel the pain and the shame. So yeah. That was my last bondage experience. Can you understand why I might not want to jump back into getting tied up again.

Bondage Phone Sex for Coke

bondage phone sexI was a little tied up with bondage phone sex on New Year’s. I stopped by to see my stepson because he said he had some coke for me. I needed coke. We have a winter storm coming soon, and I did not want to be holed up because of Mother Nature without any blow. My regular dealer was out of town for the holiday, so my stepson was my last resort. It always costs me to visit him. He bought this sex swing to use for our streaming shows. I thought it looked harmless, but once I was in it, he tied me up further. He tied my wrists and my ankles to the swing, so I could not move. I knew I was in trouble now. I just wanted coke, but to get that coke I had to do a show for his clients. He fired up the camera and introduced me as his bondage whore mommy. He finger fucked me and pinched my nipples. He then fisted my cunt. I could not move because he had me securely tied to his sex swing. The Bitcoin sounds I heard, scared me because it always means some one is paying to watch him do something painful to me. I was scared. He put his fist in a big bowl of Icy Hot. He then fisted my ass and my cunt. Double pumped inside me. My ass and cunt were burning. It hurt so much that tears streamed down my cheeks. The viewers were loving my tears. They tipped more to see me cry more. What sick bastards. He was calling me mommy as he fisted my ass harder than an ass rape porn star. My pussy and ass were on fire. I was trapped in that hellish swing. I did not matter to my stepson. He was just using me to make money. He is no different from any other man.

bloody babe

bloody phone sex

I know you like it messy you think about slaughter and want to take me and make me your bloody phone sex girl. im willing to do all the dirty scenarios you come up with at the top of your head. You can bet I’m going to be the best whore willing to get on her knees and let you piss all over her face. Yes, that right I want you to piss all over me. Make me taste all your piss and let you beat me and make me all bloody. I was hoping you could make me cry and make me beg you for mercy. You cant grant me my wish. You will do whatever you want with a smile.

Sadistic Phone Sex Christmas

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I had a sadistic phone sex Christmas. Not my choice. My husband made me deliver some gifts and food to my stepson’s house. I did not want to go because I knew he would not let me leave. I know my stepson better than my husband. My husband thinks his son is a good man with a great job. I know he lost his job over three years ago because he was stealing money for his coke habit. If you think I am a coke whore, you should meet my stepson. The only way he makes money nowadays is pimping me out to friends or streaming him violating my fuck holes to a paying audience. If I stepped foot in his apartment, I would not be leaving anytime soon because when he sees me, he sees dollar signs. Christmas was no different. He snatched the presents and food from my hands and tied me up. Stripped me naked and turned on his camera for a holiday snuff porn. Men were in a generous mood tipping him to torture me and fuck me hard. He did not hold back either. He pinned my arms behind my head and put a spreader bar between my legs. He used me for a couple hours. Fucked my ass and mouth. Smacked my tits and even burned them with hot candle wax. He would still be torturing me if his father had not been blowing up our phones wondering where I was. I went back home with cum oozing out my pussy and ass and my hair and make-up a mess. I looked like I had been gang banged in an alley. Nope. I was just fucked and abused by my stepson on Christmas day. My husband saw the way I looked and asked no questions. Maybe he was in on it. Maybe he has always known what naughty things his son does to his red headed stepmom.

Strangulation Phone Sex Floozy

I’m just a fucking floozy and strangulation phone sex gets me super wet. You know there was a time and I was taken down south to be a fucking sex slave and all I could think about was when they were going to fucking off me. I just wanted it so bad to feel my neck break. It gets me so hot the pain that I entered from all those fucking junkies pounding the fuck out of my pussy like a filthy fucking trashy whore that I am.

so sometimes I have to work the streets. A prostitute. That’s my ultimate fucking high. To be used as a fucking filthy whore. Never knowing which guy is actually going to end up killing me. Fucking me to death strangling me, beating the shit out of me, making me overdose on fuck knows what. That is living for me.

Strangulation phone sex