Torture phone sex, what can I say about it, it’s hot! It’s about pushing boundaries and exploring the depths of our darkest desires together. As I imagine you bound to a chair or spread-eagled on the bed, helpless under my control, my heart races with anticipation.
You start by running your fingers over every inch of my body—from my soft breasts to the sensitive flesh between your thighs—teasing and tormenting until me as I beg for mercy. The sound of my pleas only fuels your fire as you slide one finger inside my wet loose cunt. Very slowly at first before thrusting deeper until I am all but trying to gasp for air. My pussy clenches around your cock tightly as if trying to keep you close while also begging for release from this agonizing tease.
Next comes the pain: bites that sting but give a wave of pleasure that runs down to my clit; slaps that echo through the room like gunshots; pinches that make fight back tears.
You pull out your cock and rub it against my swollen clit, teasing me with the promise of relief that never comes. Instead, you push inside me roughly—filling me up without warning or lube—and you intently watch as my face contorts in a mix of pleasure and pain. I am yours now; completely at your mercy. And when you finally give in to our mutual need and start fucking me hard from behind, slamming into that tight little pussy of mine over and over again.
Your roughness and way you make me go through the pain makes the pleasure that comes next so much better. I like it rough and like it to hurt but in the end, it’s all worth what you give me in the end.