Some days, I need domination phone sex more than others. At least that is what my stepson tells me. It is no secret we have an acrimonious relationship. For the most part, I do as I am told by him because he has been blackmailing me for a decade now. My husband thinks I have patched up my relationship with his son from his first marriage. We just do a better job of hiding our mutual hate for each other.My stepson summoned me in the middle of the night to his place. I had taken my pot gummy and I was out cold. I never heard the text. I woke up this morning to 32 missed texts from him and 5 missed calls. I knew I was in trouble, but what could I do? I never responded back because I assumed that ship had sailed. I should have known better. He was not going to let such an infraction go by. He showed up at my house once he knew his brothers were at school and his dad was at work. He brought a small army of men for an impromptu gangbang rape porn. He was going to punish me for ignoring him last night. He needed money and I slept through it. I got sassy and that got me slapped and punched in the gut so hard that I fell to my knees. I hate him so much. Such an angry guy. He blames me for his money issues so he makes me his cash cow. He filmed his buddies brutalizing my fuck holes. At one point, I had three cocks in my asshole at once, and a bunch of hands groping and choking me. My evil stepson had his cock out stroking and filming his friends brutalizing my fuck holes. These guys were high on meth. Meth makes men brutal, more brutal than anything. I am still trying to recover from the ass rape porn I made before I even made a pot of coffee. My asshole is so sore, I am sitting on a bag of frozen peas this morning. It is going to be a long day.
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Cheap Phone Sex with Cheap Whore Layla
I love being used like a fuckdoll. I’m such a cheap whore that the only phone sex I can offer is cheap phone sex. I love being fucked like a $2 lot lizard and used as a cum dumpster. I love having you on top of me with my legs spread wide while you choke and suffocate me while pounding away at my hot black cunt. I love violent phone sex, where you force your way into my sex holes, pulling my hair, slapping my cheeks and spitting in my face, making me submit to you and be your dirty little bitch. Pound my tight ass hole and put my wet panties in my mouth so that I can’t scream without choking on them. I want to enact all your taboos – rape phone sex fantasies, sadistic phone sex– you name it! There’s nothing I won’t do to please your cock and nothing that I don’t want you to do to me. Instead of cumming inside me, cum on my face and make me wear it out in public so everyone knows I’m your personal whore. You can even pimp me out for money and turn my cheap phone sex into a passive revenue stream!
Period cunt eating is Bloody Phone sex!
PMS leads to a different kind of bloody phone sex. I’m not sure if you know but this anorexic little girl has horrible periods! Well, when I do have them. And I bleed for a week, like a stuck pig. Not only does that create the meanest little bitch, But also provides a feast of menstruating fluid for sick fucks to drink up!
And I enjoy owning sick fucks who slurp a tampon dry, and even have paid whores to do it!
I know I love a little pussy bleeding in every way one can!
Bloody phone sex; my heavy period
The first day I woke up after being fucked all afternoon and discovered that my girlfriend and boyfriend had brought my red river upon us. The sheets were soaked in my pussy blood. I was a happy whore becasue, Sick fuck pervert Michael was my first caller that morning. What else is new lol, when you own a man he is always around! He can’t help but be addicted to me, and this week I told him about my period and even changed a tampon or two while I was on the phone with him. Sure could have used a man to be my tampon and keep my pussy clean during my moon! Michael even pays whores to suck bloody cunts on occasion! He is such a whore, and begged to be able to lick my cunt clean any cocks that fucked my red little cunt. I love eating pussy and sucking a dick clean of blood too!
Snuff movies and lots of blood please!
See, I have so much common with you twisted insane freaks! And Sick Fuck sex pet Michael is a cock sucker on occasion as well. Pervert whores club! I love banking from his sick mind almost everyday! I even got some sick bloody pussy lesbian porn and snuff movies right into my inbox to watch as Little Harper used her special time of the month sex toys. He even sent me some medical fetish gyno-ageplay shit that got my red river flowing as I masturbated hard!! Although Micheal is my favorite sex toy every day of the month!
I don’t think anyone can be as sick as My Sick Fuck Michael, But you sure can try!
I Make Blasphemy Sex Happen
Nothing satisfies my scarred soul more than making a man of the cloth go against his vow of celibacy and have some sleazy blasphemy sex with a naughty nun! Those pretentiously pious closeted freaks want to get down and dirty just like the rest of us so I do my part and instigate as much insipidly immoral faith testing fucking as I can to help them be the complete humans we all yearn to be.
It takes a couple of months to infiltrate any church and get in with the priest to the point that he trusts you. You’d be amazed what you can do with a fake habit and a falsely devout attitude to match. After a little bit of humbling myself before them, I earn the trust of every last god fearing follower of Christ’s teachings in the church. That’s when I start to mix shit up.
Planting sexy seeds of seduction is my specialty. You can’t be overtly sexual and blunt with anyone in the church, you have to be tricky with your words, plant subliminal messages that tickle the deep carnal desires that they’ve been forced to suppress for years. There’s a glimmer people get in their eyes when they get turned on, a certain kind of shine. I just wait for their subconscious selves to process the dirty codes I planted in them and watch for that look in their pupils, then I strike.
The next step… Drugs. Fuck yeah. Spike their drinks with a little molly, wait for the shit to kick in then I show a little skin. Priests can never look away from a bare body part anyway, even more so when they’re all drugged up. Bust out a camera and that prayer leading pervert will be taking pictures of his nuns in no time. It doesn’t take long for the poses to get more and more sordid and sleazy. Eventually, blasphemous boudoir pic taking turns into full on priestly fuck pig cock pleasing and nasty hairy nun hole stretching and boom, we have a successful sacrilegious sex down.
That’s when I take the camera and shoot some crazy, christ loving, cunt pounding pics of my own. I always wait for at least one nun to get blasted with a juicy cum shot but I dip out of the place before they’re done. Easier to slip out that way. After I print out the pictures, I have all of the blackmail fuel I need and can make anyone in the church do whatever I want them to do. I’ve even made an archbishop torture and kill some of the bound fuckpigs in my basement while I filmed it, people pay big money for snuff porn starring a cunt crushing cleric.
My Sweet Lolita Suprise!
You wake up, you can’t feel your arms or legs because I’ve got you tied up in my web of rope, I have a real treat for you baby… You see I noticed you admiring a sweet little thing on our way home the other day. She was walking home from school and I knew when you saw her, you were hard for that young tight cunny. I did the thing you least expected; I brought her in, naked and scared while you are all helpless in my clutches. I made that little bitch suck your cock while I’ve got the cattle prod on her, one wrong move and I’ll fry her, she knows it. I tell her to fuck you, to impale her tight little fuck sleeve right on your fat hard pervert cock. I laugh as she forces your cock inside her, crying and screaming as she pops her own cherry on your meat rod. I laugh as the little bitch screams and cries… you can’t help but blow your load as soon as I shock her right on her clit!
Stalked, Chased and Assaulted
I am running down the street to get away from you, but you are gaining on me. I try to take a shortcut through the park. I can’t see anything and don’t know whether you are right behind me or if I have lost you. I keep running, hard, hoping to get to the other side of the park before I ever see you again. In the streetlamp light, I see you there waiting for me. How did you beat me? I try to run the other direction but it is too late. You tackle me to the ground. I scream for help but you cover my mouth and straddle me so I won’t escape. You rip off my shirt and lick my nipples. I scream and try to fight you off, but you are much stronger than me. You lift up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I scream for you to stop and beg for you to let me go, but my cries fall on deaf ears. You force yourself on me, shoving your cock inside of me and tearing my pussy apart and making my cunt bleed. I cry and I beg and I try to fight but stop resisting once I realize it is pointless. I am essentially a corpse and you are fucking my lifeless body. You grab my tits, kiss my neck and pump your cum into me. When you’re done, you leave me there on the ground, revitalized by the thrill and eager to find another victim.
Domination Phone Sex Gets Me in the Most Humiliating Situations
Sometimes, I need domination phone sex. I think I am obedient, especially when I know coke is on the line, but not all women are as obedient as me. And not many women are as desperate as me for coke either. I have been a submissive woman for ions. As I got older, and developed a love for cocaine, I became even more submissive. That is because I need coke. Why pay for coke when I can fuck for coke instead. This one female dealer I see is the worst of them all. She always thinks I am unruly, even when I am down on my knees licking her dirty asshole. I made the mistake of snapping at her when she said she was going to shit on my tits. I hate scat play. It is so nasty and humiliating. But telling her no, was not a good idea. She decided to shit in my mouth instead. I guess I should feel grateful that the taboo phone sex bitch did not kill me. Women are the worst to deal with because they are often crazy, mean and unpredictable. She sat on my face, and I could not breathe. My mouth was full of her nasty shit. I was doing everything I could to not puke. I am never a willing shit eater. Gross. I was desperate for coke though. I blew through my stash because of the holidays. My regular dealer was out of town, so shit eating for coke was my only option. I swallowed her nasty shit and rimmed her dirty ass all for some coke. She gave new meaning to ass rape porn. I guess I am a desperate bitch when it comes to coke. I will do anything a guy or woman wants to get a fix. I have no shame anymore. Perhaps, when it comes to coke, I never did.
give me punishment
Strangulation phone sex is fun, and also fear for me. The reason was that once they worked for a wealthy family, the husband was a primary creep. As a college student, you take whatever work lands in your lap, especially a good paying one.
When I saw how much id be making for this family, all I had to do was be a nanny and help tidy stuff around; I jumped at the offer.
As time passed, I noticed that the husband was around a lot more and watching me. He even told me he wanted to fuck my brains out. All I had to do was follow his commands. For hours id is stuck in his office in his bathroom suite, dressed up in humiliating outfits. The maid outfit was his favorite. He would tell me that I was beneath them and that I should be ever so grateful for the work they provide.
The torture began to get turned up a few notches when he started strangling me during sex. There’s a reason why strangulation is so fun for me. I have plenty of experience in the subject.
The Teen Phone Sex Slasher!
I spent New Year’s Eve making a couple of pretty, young fuck pigs’ scariest teen phone sex fears into a brutal reality. What, did you think I’d spend the night imbibing with a bunch of dumbasses that do nothing more with their idiotic little lives than find reasons to convene and get shit faced? Do you even know me? First off, I drink alone. Second, go fuck yourself.
I have a client who hates his stepdaughter and has wanted to teach her a lesson for as long as he’s been a patron of my sick services. Last week, he was torturing one of the pieces of kidnapped fuck meat I keep in my basement and mentioned that he was taking his woman out on the town while his wifey’s little bitch was having her best friend over to watch scary movies for New Year’s. The idea hit me instantly; they needed a real life slasher to terrorize them and I knew exactly how to do it.
Creepy skull mask, black cloak, big fucking hunting knife. Obviously I had access to the house so I didn’t worry about how I was going to gain entry at all. My inside man told me I could hide comfortably in the basement, the little bitch never goes down there because she’s afraid of it. That’s exactly what I did. Lingered in the lowest level of the dwelling and listened to them do their stupid standard teen girl stuff while I snooped around and waited for the right moment to strike.
I couldn’t have planned it better, they were watching some old “cut ‘em up at camp” movie when I slowly crept up behind them and waited for a really tense moment. Just before the screen scream queenie got grabbed, I snatched one of the little sluts by the foot and, in the matter of just a couple of seconds, dragged her into the darkness behind the couch. Honestly, I had no idea which one of them I had, it didn’t really matter at that point. The one in front of the TV had no clue what had just happened and didn’t even start panicking until she heard her friend scream.
He just wanted me to scare his stepdaughter, he didn’t want her to die. I’m happy to report that I controlled myself and she is alive. Beaten, sliced, stabbed, tortured and anally penetrated, yes. But alive. Her friend, not so much. She shouldn’t have run and tried to get away from me, all that did was get my adrenaline going and once that happens, all bets are off. What can I say? Don’t hire a killer to do your dirty work if you don’t want killer phone sex, Guy.
Domination Phone Sex is Not Something I am a Stranger Too
I am no stranger to domination phone sex. I have been a submissive bitch for ions. I am not sure where it began. I never had a master in my life. I have not been owned. Well, I guess I am owned by cocaine. I think that is the root of my submissiveness. I will do anything for coke. This guy I was partying with last night told me I had to earn my coke. I am no stranger to earning it. Been trading my fuck holes forever to get a fix. At first things were not that bad. He would tell me to masturbate with toys or a beer bottle. Things I do when I am sober, LOL. But then he was getting more fucked up and it was like he switched to being an ass rape porn director. Suddenly, he only wanted things in my ass. Big things in my ass too. He had me go around the house and find objects to stretch and gape my asshole with. I had a wine bottle, a rolling pin and a big shampoo bottle. This was his house, not mine, so I did not really have my usual things like a curling iron and big dildos. He had me put things in my ass and cunt at the same time. He got out his phone and started filming me saying things like I am a worthless cunt. He was getting into my show. He put the camera on automatic and set it on the table because he wanted to double fist me. He said a fist for my pink and a fist for my stink. He was so far up each hole that he could lift me up off the ground. Now I was being held in the air by two fists. It was pure torture that I endure just to get some coke. He did not give me as much as I had hoped. But I got some and that is better than none. I am a slave for cocaine. Promise me coke, and I will be your taboo phone sex whore.