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Fantasy Phone Sex With A Hot Dom

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Fantasy phone sex is great because it means I get to play out fantasies I might never get to do in real life. Sometimes, it’s a fantasy where my Dom is a giant, 30 feet tall, who wants to use me as a real-life masturbation toy. Other times, it can be rape fantasties. Still others, it’s snuff fantasies.

Right now, what I’m in the mood for is a good snuff fantasy with a hot Dom. I want it to be slow and intimate and full of betrayal. I want him to make me think that he would never truly hurt me…and then he does. The story slowly unfolds in such a way that he first sexually tortures me, as usual, and then it starts to go down an even darker path, full of strangulation, exsanguination, and possible descration of my limp, lifeless body.

That’s the best thing about fantasy, in my opinion. Even if you’d never do it in real life, you can always explore the deeper, darker sides of your psyche with fantasy. I have lots of deep, dark sides, and they all scream out for your hands around my throat, slowly choking the life from me as the light in my eyes dies.

Sleeping Beauty

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex gave me the idea to make you take your little ones pussy, I put a special treat in her ice cream she is out cold as you enter her room you find the little sleeping beauty wearing a nightgown and no panties,you climb in bed with her and spread her little legs wide open, you see that pretty little plump hairless pussy,spreading her pussy lips open you suck on her tiny clit,licking every fold of her pussy until she is dripping wet,Rub that big hard cock on her pussy, you slowly slide in her tight cunt, you can barely fit your girthy member inside that tiny hole,when you finally get inside you pound her twat fast and hard, working that pussy really good, her young juices are running down to her asshole, your cock is throbbing you feel yourself about to cum and decide you want to give her asshole a creampie so you fight to fit all of your meaty dick inside her tight little asshole, stroking it really slow, its so fucking tight you cant hold it anymore, releasing a huge load of daddy dick juice into her tiny asshole, telling me to come suck it out, when I get a mouthful of your cum I walk over and give you a big snowball kiss.

Ass Rape Porn Shoot

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I was running late for my ass rape porn shoot. Come to find out it wasn’t real. He just wanted to fuck me until I bleed.

“I’m almost there, Bobby. Just a little further. “Good,” he says. Soon as I got off the path in the woods and he saw me he grabbed my throat. “Take off your panties, Keisha. I want to see your bald wet pussy.”

What are you doing Bobby?” I’m about to split your black cunt open. But first take this cock you are fucking talk too much” forcing his cockgun deep in my throat making me gag and slobbing all over his dick and balls

Keisha finally made it to the clearing in the woods where she was supposed to meet Bobby. But when she saw him standing there with a menacing look on his face, she knew she was in trouble. “Take off your panties, Keisha. I want to see your bald wet pussy,” he demanded. “What are you doing Bobby?” Keisha asked, trying to keep her voice steady. She was starting to get scared. “I’m about to split your black cunt open,” he sneered. “But first, take this cock you’re fucking talking too much.”

Bobby had grabbed her throat and forced his thick cock into her mouth. She gagged as he thrust it deep down her throat, his balls slapping against her chin. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He held her head still as he fucked her mouth roughly, his saliva mixing with her spit. “Suck it, whore,” he growled. “Suck my big white cock. See how wet you are, you filthy slut?” he said, roughly pushing her to the ground. “You want my cock, don’t you?”

Keisha couldn’t deny “fuck yeah!!!” spreading her legs wide open. Roughly pushing her legs apart and plunging his cock deep into her pussy. She cried out as he filled her completely, his thick shaft stretching her wide. He began to fuck her roughly, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Keisha could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her body writhing beneath him.

But just as she was about to cum, Bobby pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and frustrated. “No, please,” she begged. “I need it. I need your cock.” Bobby just laughed and flipped her over, roughly pulling her up onto her hands and knees. “You want it, whore? You can have it,” he sneered, roughly pushing his cock against her tight asshole. “OMGGGGGGG” the pain mingling with pleasure as he began to fuck her ass roughly. 

“Cum for me, bitchwhore,” Bobby growled, slapping her ass hard. “Cum all over my cock.” “Good girl,” Bobby said, roughly wiping his cock clean on her ass. “You took my cock like a champ.”

Keisha couldn’t believe what had just happened. She had just been brutally ass fucked in the woods by a man she barely knew. But even as she lay there, her body still shaking with pleasure, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had taken Bobby’s cock like a champ, just like he said.

And as she got up and walked away she smiled. She had survived the ass rape and was so good.

Bondage Phone Sex At The Dungeon

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Bondage phone sex always reminds me of the hot times I’ve had at the bondage club/dungeon that I like to go to pretty regularly. A lot of bondage clubs won’t let the participants fuck there, but this one has bedrooms you can use for the night. So when I played with one of my favorite Doms and he had me suspended from the ceiling while he and his friends whacked me with floggers like I was a pinata, I knew I was in for a good night.

I didn’t break open with candy, but I did bruise up nicely. After they took me down, there was some bloody knife play that carved me up pretty good. Then, it was time for this Dom and me to make our way to one of the bedrooms. I was still dripping blood a little as he pulled me in there by my hair.

He didn’t even give me time to lay down on the bed. He just pinned me against the wall, lifted my body up, and slammed his cock in me! The blood from the knife play earlier coated both of us as he fucked me. He came inside me, then pushed me down on my knees to the floor to clean up his cock. The cum dripped out of me and onto the floor as I used my mouth the clean him. I ended up covered in blood, cum, and spit, and it was AMAZING. 10/10, would do again!

Cora’s Conundrum: A Tale of Mostly Consent

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Howdy, perverts! It’s Cora Takayama, that kinky little kitty you’ve been searching for.

I’ve got a thing for dominance, a real kinky streak that needs satisfaction. Some might call it a problem, but fuck ’em. I love it when you treat me like the filthy cum bucket I am. Roughly grabbing me, tying my hands, and dragging me to the bed like a physical manifestation of your wildest dreams. Once pinned down, you assert your dominance further—buckling me like a precious baby deer, leaving me vulnerable to your salty pecks. But the best part? The mind-blowing moment when you thrust violently into my cunt is pulsating pit stop. Pound me senseless, leave me breathless—your brutal incessant thrusts will have me seeing stars. Tearing off my clothes, you expose my sensitive nipples, delivering sharp tingles with each nibble. This power play leaves me helpless—a delicious athletics of total submission.

So, super sleuths, go find these helpless victims like me—tie ’em up and give ’em a good old fashion ass whooping.

 

Teaching him a lesson.

 

Fantasy phone sex

Fantasy phone sex. I’ve had this desire to get back at my ex. He was always good at fucking the shit out of me with his big cock but he wasn’t faithful. When I saw who he was with I couldn’t take it anymore.

I asked him to come over to pound my snatch, I was horny as hell, I was “craving him”. He loves it when I say this shit to him. Once he showed I took him into my room, got him on his back and tied him to the bed.. He thought I wanted get kinky but I had other plans.

I took down his pants, and grabbed tight on his balls, squeezing on them. “Ouch, stop” he says. I bring out my whip and start smacking, going off on him. His body is red, starting to bleed. I take off all my clothes. Teasing him with my tiny wet moist pussy, I was so turned on torturing him.

I run my fingers down his body and lick the blood off my hands and spread it on my titty’s, slipping it into my cunt as I’m sitting on top of him. 

I slowly sit down on dick, soaking the head of his throbbing cock with my snatch juices while grabbing his neck. He’s helpless. I get up and start whipping him again.

He begs me to stop but I remind him that he’s a cheater. I continue to whip him while grinding on his dick. His blood covering the sheets. As they say, Karma is a bitch. 

Kidnapping Phone Sex Makes My Pussy So Wet

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Kidnapping phone sex just sounds so exciting in the worst kind of way to me. Imagine it: You’re abducting the Homecoming Queen from campus to have your way with her. And your way is wicked, indeed.

That’s how I ended up in this cold, dark basement on my knees, hands bound behind me and tied to the pole at my back. Ropes have tied my titties so tightly that they’re close to exploding. My own panties are duct-taped into my mouth as a gag. But I’m not blindfolded. No, you want me to be able to see exactly what you’re going to do to me.

I watch as you take your belt off. Are you going to whip me with it or strangle me with it? The thought of either one sends a dark thrill through my already dripping-wet pussy. When the belt settles around my neck, fear and arousal wash over me in a wave. So it’s to be strangling, then.

You step back for a moment to admire your handiwork before you start choking me. I’m there on display for you, ready for whatever you want to do to me.

Please, Sir. Do your worst.

Torture Phone Sex in Exchange for Coke Left Me Gaped and Sore

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls leave me battered and bruised sometimes. I do have a strong pain slut fetish. But the older I get, the less tolerant of pain I get too. So, maybe I am not the same pain whore of my younger days. Guys do not care though. Not when you want to trade for coke. Dealers expect more than just pussy from an old girl. They want to make me hurt. Or they want to watch others hurt me. I know. One day, I will not wake up.

Over the weekend, I needed more coke. I blew through my stash on Friday night alone. Perhaps, I could out snort Tommy Montana, LOL. Marcus, my regular guy only had weed. I took all his coke on Thursday. I went to four more dealers looking for a big bag.

On the 4th one, I got lucky. Well, maybe not so lucky. But I got coke. The dealer had some goons tie me up for torture sex. He humiliated me first, so I thought maybe this would not be too awful. Wrong. He did not want to trade my holes. He wanted to punish and torture them.

My Holes Get Used Every Time if I Want Coke

But he wanted me used and degraded. So, he called in his goons. They tied me up spread eagle. Then they began slapping me. Hard too. Face, tits, ass, pussy…. When they started spitting on me, I knew I picked the wrong dealer. And I pleaded to be let go. I even said I would not need any coke. Just let me go. But their fun had only just begun.

The electric sticks came out next. You know, those shock sticks they use on cattle. But instead of a tap on the ass, I got one shoved up my ass and another one rammed in my cunt. They fucked me with cattle prods. I pissed myself. My entire body shook uncontrollably. When they stopped, they replaced the prods with baseball bats and fists. I never got a cock because they said they did not fuck skanky whores.

My ass looks like an ass rape porn star ass after a big black cock gang bang. Gaped open wide. In fact, it’s still gaped open and sore even two days later. But at least I have coke to get through a couple more days.

Blasphemy Sex Exorcises Demonic Slut’s Pussy

blasphemy sexYou thought blasphemy sex could exorcise the demons from my body. A succubus demon has crawled it’s way out of hell and into me. My friends took me to your church hoping you could help me. Now I’m tied down to a bed and screaming at the top of my lungs. You slide your fingers into my tight snatch. My pussy is so fucking wet. I snap at you in tongues. My eyes roll into the back of my head. You don’t have a choice. You have to fuck the demon out of my cunt. My pussy needs to be baptized by saintly cum.

Fuck My Possessed Pussy

You push your cock in me. My pussy grips on to your dick and sucks you in, but the rest of my body thrashes and jerks underneath you. The demon twists my mouth. It’s voice comes out instead of my screams. You try to fuck me harder, but it’s too late. I rip through the restraints and we climb on top of you. Your cock was still throbbing inside my pussy. I slammed down on your cock hard. No amount of fighting would get me off. I forced you to look me in my eyes as they faded to a blurry white, then I kissed you.

The venom leaked into your mouth. Every saintly thought of saving a poor victim was replaced by desperate perversion. My sick, demonic intentions spread throughout your body. You can’t fight back. You grab my hips and then slam your cock back in my pussy. You’ve been possessed. I laugh and wrap my hand around your throat. The choking gets tighter as the demon demands cum. My pussy does too. You creampie my cunt, but now the stolen semen of a man of god will be the fertilization of Satan himself.

I Never Sign Up for Torture Sex, But I Always Get It

torture sexI did not sign up for torture sex. But I got it, nonetheless. My husband gave me a grand to fix the car, but instead I bought coke. And not the first time I have misappropriated household funds. But this has not happened in a while. I got better at concealing my blow habit when I could trade my pussy and ass for a bag of coke. But this week, no one would fuck me for blow. My two regular dealers could not be reached, so I went somewhere else. And he gave me a lot of coke.

However, he took all the money, and I could not trade my pussy for car parts. So, I answered an ad for a bondage phone sex whore for a photo shoot. The pay was a grand. Just what I needed. And this photo shoot seemed vanilla. I love vanilla after all the abuse I take on and off the phone. But I should have known it was too good to be true. Nothing vanilla or easy ever happens to me.

Sometimes, The Torture Pain is Just Too Much to Handle

While tied up to a chair, this woman tortured me. A male director, and a female mistress. Women can be the cruelest bitches around. Sometimes, the director joined in inflicting pain, but most of my bodily trauma came from some younger bitch. She poked me with a hot iron fireplace poker. And that was a first. I am going to have a scar that I must explain. Electric shocks all over my body came next. I jolted so much my pissed all over the floor.

It felt like the kind of torture phone sex that could kill a person. Cigarette burns on my nipples came last. Can you imagine smelling your own burning flesh? Finally, it ended. And I did get my money to pay for the car fixtures. But not even a $1,000 in coke would dull my pain.