Tag: Bondage phone sex

New Year’s Eve Ass Rape Porn Tradition

ass rape pornWhat are you doing for New Year’s Eve? I am making an ass rape porn movie. It is a New Year’s tradition in my family. My stepson, who hates me, has a party every year to ring in the New Year. I am always the hostess with the mostest. His friends and him got so fucked up last year that they showed me no mercy. I needed medical treatment the next day for a prolapsed ass. I have no doubt that this year will be no different. Do you want to know what they did to me while ringing in 2017? I wish it was just a simple gangbang rape porn. I can handle more cock in my fuck holes than you could guess. But I got far more up my ass than cock. They sodomized me with champagne bottles. They didn’t fuck me with the long neck part of the bottle either.  They used the fat end. Their idea of lube too was the Jalapeno spinach dip. One of my stepson’s friends lubed up the wide part of the bottle with hot pepper dip. Several of them crammed the bottle up my ass. I was tied up with a ball gag, so I wouldn’t scream too loudly nor attempt to get away. My ass was ruined.  I was gapped open; bleeding and I even shit everywhere. The Jalapeno dip burned my ass. I was crying, begging for some compassion, but I got nada. All I got was spit, shit, piss, blood and cum. And, a whole lot of pain and laughter at my discomfort. I am not looking forward to this New Year’s Eve. In preparation, however, I am going to do a fuck ton of blow and give myself an enema. I have no doubt they will be more sadistic this year.

Ass Rape Porn for a Druggy Whore

ass rape pornAss rape porn is all I am getting for Christmas. A piece of shit doesn’t deserve anything else. That is what this dealer told me. I was strung out yesterday and went to this creep for a fix. He is known for his sadistic ways. He has a brutal streak, but I was desperate. I had no money and my regular dealer cut me off. In fact, no respectable dealer will float me coke anymore. I knew I was in for more than I could handle with this guy, but beggars can’t be choosers. When I showed up at his doorstep, he slapped me hard across the face. That was nothing to what came next: pure anal torture sex. He tied me in an extremely uncomfortable position, but it exposed my ass and pussy for him to use easily. He fisted my ass raw. He didn’t even let me have a hit first. He rammed his fist inside with the knuckles exposed to create more pain. He also fisted my cunt, so I had two gaping holes. He spat in my stretched fuck holes, even pissed down them too. He was laughing about how used up my whore holes felt to him. I could feel that my ass prolapsed. I could feel blood trickling down my thighs. I just kept thinking of getting high. He invited some friends to fist me too. I lost count of how many fists were up my ass last night, but after hours, they grew bored of me. He tossed me a small bag of coke and warned me not to bring my used up holes to his place again. I am running out of options to score dope. Will you give me a fix if I promise to be a good whore for you?  Nothing is off limits for a druggy whore like me.

Extreme Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexI have an extreme bondage phone sex story for you. I hooked up with some guys last night for some BDSM games. I love being tied up, even suspended. This club is a no fucking club. Sex is not allowed, just BDSM. All legitimate clubs are like that. I don’t mind. I can get fucked any time, but it is rare to encounter a man, let alone a few men, who know how to suspend a girl spread eagle. I was high as fuck, so were they. We were also doing shots of Tequila and bourbon. I don’t usually mix my booze, but bondage can hurt. The rope was coarse and tight. Once they had me suspended, one of the guys forced his cock into my ass like we were making an ass rape porn. He said, “Fuck the rules, I want that MILF ass.” Normally, I don’t mind a good ass fucking, but he used no lube and I had no idea who he was. He could have had any disease imaginable. Since the club doesn’t allow the exchange of bodily fluids, no one is tested. Those guys didn’t care about the rules or my ass. In fact, they were hellbent on ruining my ass. Not only did they each take a turn fucking my ass raw, they sodomized me with their fists too. They laughed when they made my ass bleed. When I started to scream bloody murder, one dude punched me in the face so hard, I passed out. When I woke up, my ass had two fists inside of it. The room was covered with mirrors, so I could see the gaping bloody hole. My ass prolapsed, and they took turns sucking on it like it was a pacifier. I begged to be set free. I was in pain. The rope was cutting into my flesh and my asshole was inside out. They just fucked me for a few hours longer and left me hanging, literally, until the staff found me after closing.

Torture Sex Thanksgiving

torture sexTorture sex Thanksgiving? Does that sound like fun to you? It did to my step son. Late last night, him and a bunch of his friends dragged me out of bed. I was sound asleep when I heard them bust into my room. I had the door locked because I was afraid of something like that. They were fucked up, so a door was not stopping them. I was pulled from the bed by my hair, stripped naked and tied up. They tied me spread eagle to furniture, so I wouldn’t move. I begged for some coke, but al I got was cock. That fucked my ass and my pussy, even my mouth like a pack of wild animals. One of the boys found my vibrator and thought it would be fun to duct tape it to my pussy on high speed. I was convulsing from orgasm after orgasm. Before long, my clit was in pain from over stimulation. It killed me. They just laughed as I begged for them to stop. They made fun of my ginger snatch and pale skin. They smacked me, kicked me, bit me, burned me and pissed on me. When they were done with me, they said Happy Thanksgiving whore and left me tied up on the floor until my husband found me nearly passed out. All he said was, “boys will be boys.”

Torture sex -something to be thankful for

torture sexOn Thanksgiving day all of you lucky fuckers will be enjoying a hot meal that your wife’s have prepared for you. I am spending my Thanksgiving in a dark cold basement. I was getting off of work late and a guy snatched me up and put me in his car. I guess he figured no one would miss me and no one would even think I was gone. Well, he was right.

He finally came down to greet me. He had a box full of kitchen utensils. I was really confused, but they are seemed sharp. He told me that he just got done preparing his Thanksgiving meal for his family for when they come over later, but he decided to show me his handy dandy gadgets. He pulled out a simple potato peeler.

I thought it was harmless until he put it up against my nipples and started skinning my areaolas and nipples right off. He then took a meat mallet and started bashing in my bare skinless tits and moved his way down to my cunt. He broke my pubic bone and a couple of my ribs. My whole body felt broken. He took his cock out and shoved it right into my ass. He started pumping his cock in my ass hole, spreading me open.

His cock filled my ass hole and sprayed his hot piss right into me and filled me up. He made me open my mouth right after I got done taking his piss and he sqauted over my tongue. He forced me to eat the shit out of his ass. Next I am sure one of my holes will be stuffed with his cum. At least I am starting to get full like everyone else will on turkey day.

Bondage Phone Sex Turns Deadly

bondage phone sexI do bondage phone sex calls daily. I have done bondage fetish modeling for drug money. It was not a far stretch for me to make a bondage film. The pay was good, so I responded to the ad. I Googled the production outfit. They have been in the fetish film making industry a few decades now, so I had no reason for concern. When I arrived at the house being used for the set, no red flags went up. It looked like a professional porn fetish film set. All the lighting equipment was there. There were assistants and a catering spread. If I was being duped, they went to a lot of trouble and expense to make it look real. There was even a script. I didn’t care that it was hardcore bondage; I needed money. After about an hour of filming, my character was strung up into the trees. Suspension bondage isn’t common, but I was fine with it. I was up in the air for over an hour when I realized all the crew was gone. Only the director remained. I either fell asleep or had been drugged. I told him I needed down because I had to pee. That’s when the torture sex began. He lit a flame torch and started burning my feet. The pain was beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I started screaming for help. My flesh was burning as I was screaming. No one was coming to my rescue. The director was filming me while stroking his cock. Underneath me was a bale of hay that he lit on fire. As the flames grew taller, the heat blistered my skin.  Was he making a snuff film or was I dinner? When he added another bale of hay, so the flames would grow even taller, I knew this was the end. Dinner or snuff, either way, I was being burned alive, like a witch on a stake. I passed out as the flames charred my legs…

torture sex

all tied up and a paddle

snuff porn

Today i received a text from daddy that said “I know you fucked someone last night without daddys permission, you havent been daddy enough attention lately. that changes TONIGHT” My pussy started to get wet immediately but i knew that meant daddy was going to be rough with me.   When i walked in daddy had rope and duct tape and in a firm voice said “get over here slut”. I quickly went and he pointed to the floor which always means for me to lay down on the floor. I lay down and he ties me up at my ankles and at my wrists. Than i see daddy pull out a pair of scissors.  He cuts my blouse and my denim shorts off exposing my pink lace bra and panties. He begins to roughly rub the outside of my panties…He tells me that my pussy belongs to him and him only.  Than daddy takes the scissors and cuts my panties off and rubs them on his cock.  He then stuffs the panties into my mouth and puts a piece of duct tape over it, and says “Daddy’s going to make you scream and i dont want you making too much noise”.  Daddy than slaps me as hard as he can in the face and tells me what a bad girl i am.   He grabs me by the arms and lifts me up and carries me to the couch over his shoulder he puts me on my stomach over the arm of the couch and all of the sudden i hear a loud SMACK…I immediately knew daddy had his paddle..the one with spikes without warning *SMACK* right against my bare ass cheeks. It hurt so bad but felt so good. He must’ve spanked me 40 times at least..  He flipped me over and smacked my tits with the paddle and said “are you ready to be daddys good lil slut again?” with tears in my eyes from the pain i nodded my head yes. He said “good girl”, daddy untied me and slid  his rock hard cock inside me and fucked me good and hard and when he pulled out, he flipped me over and cam all over my ass, and all i could feel was stinging. I looked in the mirror and there were marks all over my ass all slightly bleeding from the paddle.. At that exact moment i knew how much daddy loved having his slut all to himself.

The Biter

Sadistic phone sexMy man has a serious crack addiction. He keeps me around to keep his crack pipe full. If the cash is right my man will let you have me. Last night, he took me to a new client. The client looked so sweet, like someone’s grandfather. He was sweet and gentle at first, but when my man left I saw face change into pure evil. He punched me so hard that I flew across the room. He was a true sadist, he couldn’t get off unless he was causing pain. He pulled me up from the floor by my hair and dragged me to his bedroom. He got me on my knees and forced he cock so far into my throat that my eyes watered and I nearly threw up. But the worse part about this cruel man was that he was a biter. He bit me all over my body. My screams turned him on and he bit me harder. When my crackhead boyfriend finally came to pick me up I was a bloody mess. He didn’t say anything about my appearance. He just took the money and we drove to the crack house.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Drugs

Rape phone sex fantasiesI wish I’d known then what was in store for me. I wish I’d known what a horrible man he was. He’d stopped and offered me a ride. As we were driving, he started telling me how he was a fine-art photographer, and he had an idea for this new series, and how I’d be perfect for it. He promised me money as soon as he finished his shoot, and a percentage of profits he made from it. Well, hell, I jumped on that offer! Who the hell refuses money? When we got to his place, he offered me a drink while I changed into my favorite outfit. By the time I finished changing and walked back into the living room, my drink was waiting for me on the counter. I chugged it, since I was dying of thirst. We talked for a bit before the room went fuzzy and ultra-bright, and my body was very weak. Kidnapping phone sexHe picked me up and carried me over to the couch, draping me over it with my ass in the air. He pulled my dress up so that my ass cheeks and panties were on display. I couldn’t even cover myself, and then he was taking pictures. I don’t remember much after those first few camera clicks, except hand massaging my ass cheeks, a finger at my clit, and then it was all black. That was 3 days ago, and I’ve only been awake for the last hour or so. My body is sore and full of what looks like puncture wounds, my pussy and ass feel like they’re ripped, my tits hurt, and my mouth is cottony. I wish I could remember what happened!

Killer Phone Sex for a Worthless Whore

killer phone sexHe asked me if I wanted to have killer phone sex. I thought that just meant really hot fucking. Stupid me. I should have known a worthless dumb piece of shit would not get great sex. The moment I arrived all dolled up, he smacked my face telling me I looked like a whore. He made me take my makeup and clothes off. Next thing, he had a spreader bar between my legs and a ball gag in my mouth. My hands were handcuffed. He called in some friends to use his whore date. They looked at me like vultures before they had their way with my fuck holes for some gangbang rape porn. My so called date kept telling me I was just a fuck hole, a cum dump, and a toilet. Yes, they pissed all over me too. It was a long, horrific and humiliating night. They ravaged my cunt and ass with their cocks, fists and household objects so I was gaped and swollen, even bloody. They laughed at my tears. I was a prisoner all night. Bound, gagged, restrained, urinated on and force fucked, is just what a stupid whore gets. I needed to be reminded I am not the kind of woman men date. I am the kind of whore they use.