The smell of leather that has been soaked in sweat is one of my favorite smells. It is an aphrodisiac that sends jolts of pleasure through my body making my nipples hard and my cunt nice and juicy. Watching while the terror sets in and the struggle to be free begins drives me absolutely crazy with lust. I love to taunt my captive by rubbing my body all over them as they struggle against the restraints. The thrill of the fresh struggle that is in genuine earnest gets my blood boiling. My pleasure increases as the fight in my captive subsides and I can see the resignation in their eyes. Inevitably I spew hot cum all over their weak and tiered body before continuing on to the next step in sexual gratification. Recently I have been visiting a sister site of ours: https://submissivewhore.com/ delighting in the adventures of these weak and timid whores. Right now I am enjoying stalking the site but soon I will make one of the delicious creatures my own and she will experience submission and bondage like she never has before!
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Bondage Pleasure
Kidnapping Phone Sex Games
Kidnapping phone sex has always been one of my favorite phone sex fantasies. That was until I was in Kentucky recently to visit family and my car broke down on the side of the road. I knew better than to take a ride from a stranger, but it was dark and raining. The moment I sat in his truck I regretted my decision. I felt like I was in a bad horror movie, like Joyride 4. He sensed my fear. I tried to escape at a traffic light, but the door handle was gone. I begged him to let me go, but he just laughed and drove into the dark rural back roads of Western Kentucky. When I grabbed the steering wheel, he smacked my head against the dashboard, which knocked me out.
I woke up naked, suspended in the air in some shack. Ball gag in my mouth. Collar around my neck. My boobs bound so tight they were turning purple. When he approach me, I kicked him in the balls since my legs were dangling. He punched me in the face, knocking me out a second time. Woke up with shackles around my ankles and my ball gag removed and replaced with a bamboo spear through my tongue. I could taste blood. My captor was not amused. He looked menacing with his mask and whip in hand. I started shaking because I knew I was going to be whipped like a slave. He whipped me with a leather cat of nine tails that left huge gashes in my flesh. Blood was running down my legs, pooling beneath me. I have been a pain slut all my life, but with this man, I had no safe word, no way of making him stop. I was scared I was going to die inn the hills of Kentucky.
I passed out a third time from pain and blood loss. Woke up on a rack hooked up to some sort of electric shock machine. My kidnapper was molesting me. Shoving fingers up my cunt. It was the electric current that woke me up. Made me piss myself. I begged to be released. He got on top of me and shoved his cock in my pussy while he put his hand around my throat. Force fucked me, came in me, then put a gas mask on me. “Never take rides from strangers bitch. No one ever comes here looking for some stupid missing cunt.” I prayed this was just a horrible dream…
Extreme Bloody Castration
You are such a pathetic fucking maggot you don’t deserve to have balls. You aren’t a real man why the fuck should I allow you to continue walking around as if you are? I’m so sick of you constantly hanging around begging me to let you fuck me. You can just get that idea out of your head right now because that will never happen. If you were the last man on earth I would rather die celibate than let you stick that disgusting little inch worm inside of me. The only reason that I even let you hang around is because you’re a good maid and it’s amusing watching you crawl around and scrub my bathroom floor with a toothbrush. Today though I have something big planned for you. Strip down completely naked and lay down on my metal examination table. Your little pimple dick is getting hard thinking you’re finally going to get to fuck me.
I secure the straps over your chest, at your wrists and your ankles. Then I spray some canned cheese onto your dick and balls. You probably think I have some sort of cheese fetish and I’m going to lick and suck it off of you. You couldn’t be more wrong. That’s when I reach for a big plastic tub and I flip it over your cock and balls. You have such a puzzled look on your face until you feel the feet scratching against your stomach and your thighs. Then you feel the long tails and the sharp teeth. That’s right I just trapped six massive rats right against your cheese covered cock and balls. The screams of pain as they tear into your flesh makes me double over with laughter. The rats are squealing as they feast on your flesh, blood spraying all over the plastic walls trapping your tormentors against your flesh. You’re straining against the restraints trying desperately to break free but you aren’t going anywhere until I say so and your torture has just begun. The rats haven’t nearly had their fill yet.
One Stomp At A Time
First things first. Remove your clothes, fetch the Crush Board then lay down on your back. I can see the fear laced excitement in your eyes. Sometimes I think you do things on purpose just so I can play with you in this manner. Or is it that I give you so many tasks that you cannot possibly complete them in the time allotted? Either or, all I know is that I enjoy it as well.
Now that you are on your back, thread your dirty male parts through the opening. While you are doing that, I am going to decided which pair of heels to wear. Hmmm, what shall it be? Something along the lines of a kitten heel? No, that will not do at all. How about some platforms? Of course not. I know! How about these? Beautifully adorned with a deadly steel heel. Yes, I think these will do very nicely. I can see by your hardening cock that you think the same.
Lift up your hand so that I can steady Myself on the board. I really do enjoy looking down at you knowing that soon your balls will be flattened under the weight of My heel clad feet. Now … beg Me. Beg Me to cause you excruciating pain. Beg Me to bring my foot down hard, stomping, crushing every single part of your nut sack. Go on, do it! I know you hesitate because it does hurt, oh so very much. However, both you and I know, that in the end you will spew your load all over this Crush Board. W/we will make it happen one stomp at a time.
You Make Me All Nipply
Her breasts were just to perky and pink for me to not have some fun with them. Her perfect body stretched out in an X formation, arms raised high above her head and bound by the wrists, her legs spread with a bar. Tears streaming down her face, she had long since stopped crying out and was sobbing, resigned to what ever fate I may have in store for her. Using every means at my disposal I have invaded every inch of her body making it mine. She has whelp marks on her fair skin with drops of blood creeping out of her skin. Her tight holes ave been filled with things that she never thought would ever be there and I have sucked her beautiful tits so far in my mouth they are a sore as a lactating mother’s. Now it is time for her to taste those nipples. Her tits, lovely as they are, are not big enough for me to put in her mouth Running my silver blade across her skin and bringing goose bumps to her flesh I tell her it will only hurt a little. I slice that pretty nipple right off and slide it between her lips, letting her taste all the goodness of her flesh.
Ass rape porn Nightmare w/ Geneva
Always a victim and this holds true for what happened to me recently. I was abducted and held hostage by a serial killer that is still at large. The mere fact that I am here today is still a little surprising. The whole thing started when I contacted someone on a local rental site seeking to rent a room in their home.
Upon falling in love with the place I took to signing a contract and moving in without question nor research. I suppose I got what I deserved and I am lucky to have made it out alive. The individual preyed on single women desperate for a nice, and extremely inexpensive place to live. The initial first week was normal as he worked on gaining my trust. At the stroke of Midnight that Sunday night however took a bleak turn. He had been a generous host and we were sharing some wine and suddenly everything went black. I was drugged and blacked out only to awaken chained, naked and bloody in his basement turned dungeon.
The following week had me used, abused and beat to near death. I was starved and given only wine as sustenance which was always laced with something. I had hallucinations, black outs and always came to chained to a bed with dried cum and fluids all over and inside me. I was force fucked in every hole and he was always there laughing at me and calling me a gullible pig and I deserved everything I got.
My escape was that I awoke in a hospitals mental ward as I was found wandering around naked and rambling incoherently. I have no reminiscence of how I got free.
That’s what happens when you piss me off!
I seriously had no plans to completely destroy someone’s life today… that is until this dumb motherfucker pissed me off! This couple had no idea that once they cut me off when I was driving earlier that I was going to follow them home and proceed to make their life absolutely complete hell. All I had to do was knock on the door and they were so kind to let me right in. I called a buddy of mine to help me with today’s new toys. He was there in no time, binding them up tightly to ensure they won’t be going anywhere. The girl was really losing it, but all I could think about how great it was going to be to cut her pretty little throat, to watch her eyes go wide as he forced his cock into her unwilling pussy. I love to make them cry, and her bitch of a boyfriend was crying just as much as she was! Truly hilarious. I have a special surprise for him too…we can’t possibly let him get off without us having our own fun with him just as much. I’ll be fucking him in the ass with a big fat dildo, but then switching to something far more painful. Perhaps the knife I just used to slit his darling little girlfriend just moments before. I am sure he will appreciate the lube I put on the knife for him… warm and sticky – I’ll ask him how he likes the way his girl’s blood feels. I’m sure he can’t focus on that when he feels this sharp blade cutting him wide. His girl is so scared! She keeps whimpering as my friend fucks her and holds her dead to watch…but she’s losing blood so quickly I am sure she won’t last long enough to watch him enjoy our fun.
Dear Master: I’m a Taboo Phone Sex Whore with a Death Wish
I am a taboo phone sex slut and your willing victim. I have known for a very long time that I was a worthless whore, bred only to be abused, violated, even snuffed. I want to die Master. I deserve to die. But, I don’t deserve to die in some painless or quick way. I have been a very bad girl. I deserve to be tortured for days, even weeks before you finally snuff me out. I trust you are a sick twisted bastard and can find hundreds of ways to use me. I make a most excellent fuck pig. My pretty tight holes feel good being stabbed with a cock or a knife.You should have the pleasure of my cunt and ass for how ever long you want before you end my life. You can even enjoy my dead body if it is still in tact after I take my last breath.
I provide wonderful stress release. You can punch me like a boxing bag. Kick me like a soccer ball. Bounce my pretty face off the floors or walls. Stab me with sharp instruments. Break my bones. Burn me with your cigars. Gut me like a pig. Strangle me. Suffocate me. Give me a 1,000 lashes. Torture me with power tools. Dismember me. Force fuck me with baseball bats, swords or whatever deadly device you want. Saw off my girl parts. Cook me. Whatever you want to do to me Master, I will accept my fate. I never complain. I may scream from the pain of whatever you are doing to me, but I will never beg you to stop.I will only beg you to hurt me more. Hurt me dead.
You can profit off my body too Master. For a whore, I have the body of a Goddess. Pimp me out for gang bangs. Sell me to be force fucked. Use me as a drug mule. I can be sold to do all the dangerous things others don’t want to do like kidnap the little ones for private movies. Sell me as a slave. Lots of men pay top dollar for a pretty fuck pig to hurt. I am trusting that you can find a creative and violent way to rid this world of another blonde whore.There are hundreds of way to die. I don’t care how I die Sir, as long as it brings you pleasure and or money. My only request is to make it bloody and painful. I should not have an open casket funeral; that is of course if they can find my body and recognize it after you are done with me.
Your subby whore always,
Cassandra
Obedience Training: Part One
I was having a little trouble training my new mutt so I called a number in the paper that offered obedience training.
The training was a week long and really cheap so it sounded pretty good but I was really surprised when the guy said to leave the little bitch at home!
The second I got there, I knew I had made a mistake!
The door opened seemingly, by itself! I stepped in and was grabbed instantly and had a black sack put over my head!
Two big strong men dragged me to a cold concrete feeling place and slapped a collar on me and chained me to the floor!
I was so scared! That is when you came in….
You told me that if I wanted to train my mutt then I needed to know what it was like to be one!
You starved me for two days while you left me chained to the floor. I didn’t understand it until you came in stroking your hard cock.
I was too weak to fight as you held me by the hair and fucked my face! Your cock was so hard and so massive that I could barely breath as you punished the back of my throat with pounding thrusts! Then I tasted it! The first drops of that nourishing cum!
You pulled out of my mouth and walked away! I crawled after you pleading for you to feed me!
I knew at that point that you owned me and I needed you for food! I needed you to survive!
You taunted me and teased me with that hard dripping cock as I crawled around after you like a bitch looking for a treat!
Please give it to me! Please master! I am begging you!
Rump Roast!
I knew I had found the perfect piece of meat. I noticed her instantly. Those long legs strutting past me on the street. Her tiny little gray dress barley covering her round rump. So firm and full. I knew the second I saw her she was perfect for Rick. So fucking sexy! I followed her for awhile. Watching her strut. When it started to rain I knew I had the PERFECT excuse to talk to her! I told her I lived in the penthouse right across the street if she needed a dry place to wait out the rain. She seemed to hesitate. Perhaps she could feel what I have planned.
So I slipped off my 800.00 dollar pair of Dolce And Gannana pumps. I told her these things were KILLING my feet. Of course she had to say how sexy and perfect they are. I told her she could have them! I was done with my feet hurting. And actually… I do have a few more pairs she could have if she really wanted. Of course she really wanted! So she happily followed me to my house. I poured her a drink with a little extra in it! Just enough to make her complacent. She was putty in my hands. And I waited for Rick to arrive! I kept my self busy in the kitchen. Mixing up a fresh batch of Ex-virgin olive oil with just the right herbs. And I peeled and cored several apples. Then mashed them into some real butter. A nice marinade! Rick arrived just in time! I helped slip it’s gray dress right off so Rick could wash it down. He scrubbed her clean. I pulled out my biggest roasting pan. And Rick and I placed our guest in the pot. I let Rick rub every inch of her body down with the olive oil. And then Rick packed the apple butter into our guest pussy and ass. I even held her mouth open and force feed her the remainder of the butter. Rick and I slid her into the industrial over and watched as her skin started to glow. She shimmered in the heat. The smell of the slowly simmering meat was delicious! And the look on her face was divine, as her skin tightened up and browned. She was slowly cooking to death. I could hear her moans and whimpers as the time passed. It really was sexy! I could barely wait for the finally! But finally you could see her skin get almost see threw. You could see the bubbling juices rolling under her crisp skin, letting you know that she was finally done! Of course Rick went right for a piece of rump roast. She was so juicy when he cut into her delicious meat her juices squirted out! She melted in our mouths! Mmmmmm I do love a good rump roast!