Tag: Domination phone sex

Torture Phone Sex Doll

torture phone sexTorture phone sex is what I am known for. Does not mean I like it. I hate it. I have always thought I was better than most of the abuse I take. My problem is that my coke addiction makes me vulnerable and desperate. Some guys treat me better than others. Some guys use me as they need and that may be as their accomplice or their victim. Some guys are generous and just trade a good fucking for a bag of coke. This weekend, I was with Earl. He is not the worst person I have been with nor the best. He is obsessed with my ass. That means he is always down to make me his ass rape porn star. I do not know how he does it. He gets my body contorted in the most awkward and painful positions. And once I am in those positions, he sticks whatever he can find in my asshole. It is usually just him and me, but this weekend he brought his teen son with him. It was sort of a macabre introduction to manhood. He wanted his son to learn how to abuse an old whore. Said no boy can become a man without fucking an old whore. The boy was not nervous at all. In fact, he was wildly excited. He put his fist in my ass and when he got shit on his knuckles, he made me lick it off. Gross. He put dildos in my ass, like many at a time and joked that it was a whore’s bouquet of flowers. He eventually fucked my asshole, but only after he tortured it and left it gaping wide. Junior had more fun than Earl ever had with me. He told me when he is older, he will take over his dad’s drug trade and I will have to work with him for my coke. Dear God. I do not look forward to that. Junior is already sick as fuck, and he has not even taken the SAT yet. 

Ass Rape Porn Star Goes to the ER

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star. Like I have done anal porn. I made quite a name for my self in the hardcore anal porn world. I retired though, at least professionally. I have tried to get into more mainstream porn, but when you have been a hardcore anal whore most mainstream places will not touch you. So, when I get pressed for cash, I must slip back into the seedy world of underground hardcore anal porn. It pays well, but it is dangerous, and you lose your dignity. Most men will tell you a taboo whore like me has no dignity to lose. That may be true, but I try to be a normal woman, but the lure of fast cash pulls me back in every time. Two nights ago, I ended up in the ER with a ripped rectum. That was the doctor’s term. I did an ass porn, and his cock was the hugest I have ever had in my asshole. He did more than prolapse my asshole. He tore through my ass requiring medical attention as my ass was bleeding. His cock was 14-inches and the thickest I have ever seen. I mean two hands wrapped around it and I could not get my fingers to touch. He was some Italian Stallion with a brutal side. I mean he paid this man a couple grand to find him a taboo phone sex whore who liked it in the ass. I have worked with the director before many times, so I was his first call. I was compensated well, more than I have ever made off any ass porn before. But I have never required stitches before, so maybe the money was not worth it. Who am I kidding? The money was so worth a ripped rectum. I have insurance. Some rest and ice on my ass, I will be back in the game before long.

Domination By Succubus

The Mistress of the dark and demented domination phone sex has an itch. I hunger for your pain and suffering at my fingertips. I can taste you as the electricity funnels through the air. Alone in a bar and scouting pussy I catch you staring my way. I wink and raise my glass in an invitation to sit with me. You unwilling come to my unheard call. You are in the present of a demon bitch who only wants your soul.
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The next thing you know you are waking up under me as I pump your cock and take your first load. My pussy gripping your cock as hard as it can, causing sounds of pain already. Demon sawn teeth sucking your blood from the teeth in my pussy. A true succubus vampire sucking your life force and blood from your cock! And isn’t Vampirism the first step of cannibalism? I’ll eat you alive mother fucker! 

Some Days a Woman Needs to be a Gangbang Rape Porn Star

gangbang rape pornSome days a girl just needs to be a gangbang rape porn star weather she knows it or not. I did not know it was what I needed until some teen boys grabbed me and shoved me in a van. I was out at the local park scoring some pot. I had coke but I had been up for two days straight, and some good weed would bring me down off that high. This boy grabbed my ass as I was leaving. It was so dark out I never saw him. I started to go in the opposite direction towards my car, when a few more boys joined him and tossed me inside the back of a hollowed-out van. It was a perp van. The kind you see in Law and Order episodes. I was scared. I was running on empty too, so I had no fight in me. They were my eldest son’s age. Just teen boys. Maybe they even go to school with my son. I asked them if they wanted my weed and they laughed. They wanted my cunt and my ass. I am a son fucker, so I thought to myself, “How rough could high school boys be?” I got my answer soon enough and the answer was rougher than I imagined. They shoved fists and cocks in my holes. They gaped my ass putting three of their cocks in my ass at once. One of the boys said he heard I was a dirty ass rape porn star. It is no secret that I can be an anal annie, but three decent sized dicks in my ass at once hurt like a bitch. It prolapsed my asshole and made it bleed. When they kicked me out of the van, I hobbled to my car with cum leaking out of my over fucked holes.

My Speciality is Castration Phone Sex

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is my specialty, yet daily some looser IMs me with a “What’s up Boo,” or “I cannot wait to fuck you,” or even worse, “You gonna drain these nuts, bitch?” Those losers are stupid and do not read. We have bios and blogs for a reason. I do not do submissive calls. I do not do fuck calls. At least not your traditional fuck calls. I am a sick bitch. I carry a big knife and I am not afraid to use it. I castrate men who think they can make me their bitch. In what planet do I look or sound like the kind of girl who takes Daddy’s dick? I was born into this world to be a sick bitch. I was raised to be a dominant bitch. I do not do typical fuck calls. I am a sadistic phone sex bitch who enjoys your pain, anyone’s pain. The last loser who tried to fuck me with his worthless pecker got his dick cut off with his balls. I turned his balls into earrings. Men need to take heed of me. I am a Goth chick with a perverted mind. There is not an ounce of me who is submissive. I do not care how big your dick is or how much money you have either. You are my victim or my accomplice. I will cut off a big dick as easily as I will chop off a worthless pecker if you try to treat me like your bitch. Chris was Iming me all last night with misogynistic words. He got a much different call than he wanted. That is because the caller is never always right with me. I am right. What I say goes. I am not playing the part of some love sick submissive bitch just because you pay for it. I took his dick and his balls. And I will take yours too if you try to make me your bitch, your victim or your girlfriend. Consider yourself warned.

Gangbang Rape Porn in a Park Bathroom

gangbang rape pornI was not looking for a gangbang rape porn yesterday. I was in the park to score some coke. Everyone in my community knows that drug deals go down in the park once the sun goes down. I just needed a little bit to carry me until my drug dealer got his supply. Even the drug world has been affected by COVID. The demand for coke is high but the supply of coke is slow. I had enough cash on me to score a little dime bag. That would be enough to get me through the night. I got more than a dime bag though. I was buying coke off a teen dealer. He looked to be the age of my oldest son. I took the bag and headed to the park bathroom to get high. A bunch of boys followed me. The next thing I knew I was being gang banged by high school boys in a dirty park bathroom. There were dead bugs on the floor, spider webs in the corners, leaves and dirt all around. And do not get me started on the stench. The floors smelled like urine, part animal and part human. I was gagging from the stench as the boys forced me on the ground to explore their rape phone sex fantasies.  Young boys who could be my own boys were savagely fucking me on a dirty public restroom floor. They pulled my hair, slapped my ass, choked me and push my face into the dirty floor. I was more worried about a disease from the bathroom not their boy dicks. They pumped their cum into me then made me piss and shit it out onto the gross floor to lick up. I did what they wanted me to do for fear I might die otherwise. I went home with my dime bag of coke and a pussy and ass full of cum. I smelled like a urinal. I douched and showered before I climbed into bed with my husband who was asleep. He has no clue the disgusting things I do for a fix.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies on New Year’s

rape phone sex fantasiesI made his rape phone sex fantasies come true New Year’s Eve. I was all glammed up and working at the strip club on New Year’s Eve. I met this guy who wanted to keep partying with me. I did not know him. He was not a regular at the club, but on holidays we get lots of new guys. Out of town travelers, lonely hearts guys and the like. He was handsome and seemed rich. He paid a lot of money for the VIP room with me. I figured he was stressed out by the holidays and wanted to party with a sexy blonde stripper. I took him home with me because he told me he was staying at his parents’ home for the holidays. I was dumb to let a stranger in my house. The moment I opened the door, he shoved me inside with such force that I fell on my foyer floor. He took his coat off and got on top of me to pin me down. I was scared. I did not know him, and his personality did a 180 on me. He started calling me names. He ripped my clothes off, smacking my face and my tits. He bit my left tit so hard that he drew blood. I was foggy from hitting my head on the floor. I tried to fight him, but he was too strong. I could not over power him. He shoved fingers in my cunt and ass. He laughed that I was not that tight. When he shoved his dick into my cunt, he choked me. My pussy was not tight enough for him, so he made me an ass rape porn star. He fucked my ass with his cock and his fist. That gaped my asshole. By the time he was done, I was black and blue, and bleeding from my asshole. Not the New Year I envisioned.

Castration Phone Sex Through the New Year

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Castration phone sex Christmas? Christmas may have come and gone, but I am still castrating losers. Ball removal is my gift to me. I have quite the collection this year too. I have severed more testicles this month than I have all year. I had no clue there were so many losers around who needed to part with their balls. I met one such loser at Walmart last night. I hate going to Walmart. Only the dregs of society shop at Wally World. My phone charger died on me, and it was the only place open in the middle of the night to get a new one. I sucked it up and the first person I meet is a douche bag player who thought he could pick up a Goth chick in Walmart. I would never date or hook up with some leisure suit Larry I met at Walmart. He stalked me. He harassed me. And when he got pissy after I rejected him, I decided he need a free ball removal. I was not even going to charge him. This castration was on me. I played his game. I got him to think he was in control luring me back to his apartment. I know he thought he was going to bang me. I mean I am not desperate. I am never desperate. He did not deserve to live thinking I was going to fuck him. Men are so delusional. I do not pick up guys in Walmart. I spiked his drink when he was not looking. He woke up tied to a chair naked. I stuffed my panties in his mouth which was as close to my hot pussy as he was going to get. Torture sex ensued when I whacked his balls off with a kitchen knife. I could have cauterized the wound, but he annoyed me. I mean who hits on women at 1 am in a Walmart? No man that deserves to reproduce. No clue if he bled out or if he was able to get some help. I left his severed balls on the table with a Christmas bow. If he survives and gets his balls reattached, they will never work like they once did. I made him a eunuch for Christmas.

Hanged Man

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He’s a torture phone sex Hanged man. And not of the tarot card variety either. He needs that sweet end of death by noose. This man needs a dominant mistress who isn’t afraid to kill him by hanging. The simplest and oldest execution style to date. I am in love with classics of death such as this. The rope being pulled taught as a chair is kicked out from beneath him makes my Mistress pussy ache for destruction. 

But This torture sex slave has a plan he needs implemented. He needs to be kidnapped, drugged and put in painfully tight bondage! His Balls banded up and left to rot off for a whole week before his hanging! I imagine the shiverling of those beautiful balls day by day. The death of his cumming life, before his ultimate complete death. Those testicles will become raisins on the floor. His manhood dehydrated, and useless. He will feel the pain, but the Heroin injected will help as we go through cock torture and drive him insane before our final act! A week of pain before he gets that perfected slow hanging death, no broken necks here. A slow strangle as he sways back and forth in the pain chambers! Snuff phone sex Mistress wishes ultimate destruction, castration, and mutilation of men.

Killer Phone Sex Fantasies

killer phone sexKiller phone sex fantasies are on overdrive right now. Tensions are high because of the holidays. Extra stress this time of year. I get it. I, however, never have stress. Why? Because I kill and castrate and torture annoying fucks. It is very therapeutic. I encountered a man with road rage this week. He got pissed at me because I did not turn right on red. Well, there was a woman in the crossway. She had the right of way. Pedestrians always do. He honked his horn and flipped me off. If that had been all he did, he would still be alive. This asshole rode my bumper honking at me for two miles. Then he ran me off the road. I snapped a picture of his license plate and ran his plates. I can hack the DMV. I have mad computer skills. Anyway, I stalked the dude. Went by his house, watched him for a few hours. Decided he was home alone for a while, despite being married with a family. I broke in and jammed his alarm system. I was just going to castrate him, but he came at me with a gun. He has a right to defend himself in his own home, but I have a right to fight back. I just wanted to teach him some manners and he went ape shit on me, so I cut him. Not a fatal cut, but one deep enough to slow him down so I could strip him and tie him up. I had no idea how long the family was gone, but since I saw a meal for one, I assumed awhile. My instincts are mostly good. Once I had him tied down, I stripped him naked and took his manhood. I sliced his balls off in his marriage bed. Sexual mutilation is personal. Not for me, but castration phone sex is often blamed on an ex-scorned. No way would anyone think road rage led to the destruction I did to his body. The guy is dead. I mutilated his sex organs, gutted him like a pig and let him bleed out for his wife to find. The way I saw it, I was spreading holiday cheer killing one tool at a time. Who is next?