He said I needed domination phone sex. I was thinking perhaps I could use a little slave training, but I was not prepared for what I got. He hung me upside down naked. It’s disorienting because the blood flows to your head and gives you this dizzy feeling. I was hanging by my ankles for about 30 minutes before he even spoke to me. “Slut, you need to learn some manners,” he seethed. This was all because I forgot to say sir. He was in an extremely sadistic mood, even for him. While I was hanging upside down, he whipped me repeatedly. I felt like a black slave and it was 1890. He cracked the whip so hard, he drew blood. I felt my own blood dripping down my spine. I begged for mercy, but he was not feeling generous. He did eventually cut me down. I landed hard on the cement floor. I curled up into a ball because I was in pain and scared. As I was curled up on the floor, he kicked me. Repeated kicks to the back and stomach. I was spitting up blood. I never seen him this sadistic. And all because I forgot to say Sir? When I looked up, I noticed another man watching and jacking off. Now, I knew what was going on. This man paid to watch my abuse. Master was extra abusive because he was being paid. I didn’t know the guy. Well, I didn’t think I did, but when he decided to make me his ass rape porn star, I realized I did know him. He was my oldest son’s friend from college. I rejected him sexually last year. I guess this was some sort of macabre payback. As he was sodomizing my bloody asshole, he told me, “Never say no to me again bitch. I get whatever I want one way or another.” He sure did get what he wanted, and I paid the price.
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Domination Phone Sex Revenge
Blood for snack
I skipped school today so I could roleplay some rape scene with my boyfriend. I had to break into my window so that we could get in my house. I lost my key. My boyfriend threw me through the window. I cut my heels and hands. He sucked every blood out of that came out. He ripped my clothes and tied my wrists. I love the way he controls my body and makes it his. Being a submissive little cum slut is my favorite part of the day when we are with each other. He stole my heart by taking my ass hole whenever he needs it. My cunt was dripping after he bit me and made me bleed. Begging for air after he turns me over just makes me more and wetter. My love for blood will never end or violence.
Bloody Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex is seldom uneventful with me. When I agree to fetish modeling shoots it is not with reputable photographers. I am a coke whore. That leads me to poor decisions with bad men. When Antonio tied me up and hung me from a beam for the photo shoot, I wasn’t thinking about anything other the money I was making for coke. Once he cut the bottom of my feet and let them drip blood on his cock, I knew I was in trouble once again. I was strung up with my legs restrained and pulled to the sides. He fucked me in the position with his bloodied dick. My own blood was used as lube for him to force fuck my pussy. I was screaming for him to stop, but while his dick was still in my cunt, he stuck a knife in my ass. I let out a blood curdling scream as I felt the sharp blade penetrate my anus. It was cutting through my anal wall. He just laughed and called me a dumb coke whore. My blood was dripping on the floor I was suspended above from both my ass and the soles of my feet. He started slashing my boobs too. My blood was running down my stomach and legs, dripping all over the floor. He just kept fucking me and reminding me of all the coke I would soon have. Although I wanted to get high so badly, all I could think about was if I was going to survive long enough to get high.
Extreme Fetish Bondage Phone Sex
It was raining last night. I was on an old dark road. I got lost coming home from a party at a friend’s house. My car skidded off the road. I hit my head. I got confused and foggy. A stranger helped me, but I passed out. I woke up in a strange house. I had on different clothes. I went to ask where I was and what happened, but my lips would not open. They were sealed shut. I thought they were glued, but he showed me in a mirror. I screamed but no sound came out. He stitched my lips shut. He said he was turning me into a doll, a life-sized sex doll. As my memory came back, I realized I didn’t have an accident. He ran me off the road. He tied my arms above my head. This was extreme bondage phone sex. I was restrained and mute. I knew he couldn’t skull fuck me, but he made use of my other holes. One hole was his favorite. It wasn’t my ass or my pussy. It was my pee hole. It hurt like a bitch. Never have I had anything so large crammed down my pee hole. My urethra was not made for a ten-inch cock. No one’s urethra is made for that. I was crying, ugly crying from the pain. I was bleeding like a stuck pig. I couldn’t plead with words, so I tried to plead with my eyes and my body. He was in no hurry to let me go. He poured his Jack Daniels down my pee hole because he didn’t want any germs from a disease ridden skank whore. That is what he said as he force fucked my pee hole, the tiniest hole on my body. I was hoping he would kill me, but he knocked me out and dropped me off at the local hospital. I woke up in a hospital this morning pretty banged up. I was drugged, but I know what happened to me wasn’t a dream. I was peeing blood as proof.
Torture Sex
Daddy likes to push me to my limits and torture me physically and mentally. Sometimes that means he and all of his friends and my Step Mother gang bang my cunt and asshole until I’m bleeding and torn down there, other times it means tying me up and using me as his own personal toilet. It’s not just pain that he likes to torture me with, it’s degrading, humiliating, and disgusting acts.
Last week his latest hell he conjured up for me was making me and two other teen girls be a human toilet for him and my Step Mother. He had us undress and kneel on the dirty basement floor and take turns sucking his cock. Me and the cute blonde gave him a double blowjob while the brunette kneeled behind him and licked his asshole. He began to piss on our faces while we sucked his cock and we had to drink up every bit of it. The drops of piss that we missed, we were forced to lick off of the floor. My step mother forced fucked the brunette in her ass until she was screaming and bleeding. Each of us were then tied up and pissed and shit on by the two of them. Tied to a rack and covered in their piss and shit, they left us down in the basement for a full day. We were all bound and gagged and could not move or scream. Forcing me and other young girls like me to partake in disgusting and degrading sexual torture is their ultimate fantasy. I never know what kind of disgusting or painful thing they will make me do, but I willingly accept it and sometimes even enjoy it. I’m such a nasty girl. What horrible thing will they make me do next?
Home Invasion Phone Sex Story
Do you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?
Orgy punching bag
For every guy in the orgy I don’t make cum in record time I get a beating. It is torture sex at its finest. It gives me an adrenaline rush. I can’t deny that I have a sick obsession and need to be used and hurt. I have become accustomed to be in extreme pain. I use to cry and beg my master to let me go and to take it eas on me and my body. Now I surely as hell egg him on to take it up a notch. I have been fucked by all his friends and even randoms. I love whoring myself out for him. Seeing me take jizz is something that get his cock ready to pop each time. He likes seeing me be a punching bag. Luckily I have never had an issue making someone cum. Even though I am on a roll they still pull my hair and whip me just because they can!
Master’s Little Accomplice
Master wants me to be his good little accomplice slut. He’s been plucking little brats from the playgrounds across the city and teaching me how to be a good accomplice whore. He wants me to be absolutely evil and merciless to these “piggy sluts.” I act out purely in desperation and fear for my own safety, but sometimes I just can’t. Watching their big fat tears stream down their face and hopelessness insights this sick confusing feeling within me that I can’t quite shake until I’ve had a session with master.
Something about witnessing and inflicting brutal pain to these wee tots makes me burn up with arousal. It won’t end until master has me tied up as well. It burns within me while he flogs my throbbing cunt and slices at my breasts with his knife. My only relief comes when my clit is savagely beaten and bleeding. It’s intoxicating, and I think I’ll eventually make a good little accomplice like master wants.
Breast Torture
Daddy and my new mistress love torturing my tits and finding different ways to hurt them. Whether it’s jamming needles into my nipples, whipping them until they’re red and bleeding, or putting out cigarettes on them, they love it all. Yesterday they tied ropes around them in intricate knots and steadily tightened them until they were swollen and losing feeling. The ropes cut off all circulation to my tits and they began to turn blue and black. I begged them to please release them or at least loosen the ropes a bit, but they just laughed and refused. My mistress started to suck on and play with my numb and now blue nipples. She just loved the sight of them in pain and I knew it turned her on so much.
While my aching breasts were still bound and tied tightly, They both bent me over and had their way with me. They took turns fucking me until they had both cum multiple times, and despite my pain, I couldn’t help but cum a few times as well. She used her biggest strap on and rammed it in and out of my dripping pussy as hard as she could. When she was done, Daddy would take her place and fuck me in my ass or pussy. When they get excited like this, they can go for hours and hours, force fucking all of my holes until I’m about to pass out. By the time they were done, my tits were bruised and black and my ass and pussy were swollen and dripping blood and cum.
Master’s New Play Thing
My master brought a new girl down to my chamber. She was filthy, covered in shit, piss and blood. Will he finally let me go home to my Mommy and Daddy, I thought. Unfortunately, I was forever to be his tortured, kidnapped, pain slut until he becomes sick of me. This new play thing was for us to have fun he said. He wants me to play with her, torture her- fuck her. He had her tied up to a small furnace as I gagged her with a shit stained sock. He had me cut her open, peel her skin and make a new hole for him to fuck. Dirty tears streaked down her face and soft screams barely slipped around the gag as master jammed his cock straight into the bloody hole in her gut. He plunged his cock in and out of her as I continued to stab and jab the rusted knife inside her. Better this little whore than me, right? Playtime is a bitch, but I’m thinking that I’m starting to like being his little accomplice.