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Big Brother Kidnapped Me!

 

Violent Phone SexMy brother kidnapped me and took me to a motel room where he sold my pussy to strangers! I let my daddy have all the fun he wanted with those little sluts I brought over for him but my brother had other plans for me. I thought I would be able to relax with daddy having his cock busy with the Lolita whores I kidnapped for him but I didn’t realize my brother would do something so cruel. He blindfolded and handcuffed me before throwing me in his car, I had no idea what he was doing but when we got out, I knew we were on the bad side of town. The motel was nasty and smelled gross, the bed was sticky and I couldn’t do anything when my brother handcuffed me to it. I heard men coming in and giving my brother money before the blindfold was ripped off and I saw a man pulling off his pants. My mouth was full of cock as I screamed and tried to get away but I was helpless. The man who paid my brother fucked me hard and fast while my brother watched, laughing at my tears.

Sometimes I Need Fantasy Phone Sex

Fantasy phone sex

When you live a life like mine, you need to get out of your head every now and then or else the torment will eat you alive, so a little fantasy phone sex is just the escape I need for some slight refuge from my own rotten little world.  I need a bit of whimsy in my life so I let men take on delightful trips from time to time just to try to wipe my mind of some of my most dastardly deeds.

The other day, I went on a lovely winter walk in the woods with a handsome hiker.  He might be the nicest guy I’ve ever met, no one has ever treated me with the kindness and compassion that he does.  I usually don’t get mixed up with regular relationshipy date bullshit, love isn’t a luxury people like me get to have.  The way he spoke to me with genuine regard and looked at me with the kindest eyes, I just couldn’t resist him.  Against my better judgment, I let him take me out on a day date.  

I needed it, I’ve been going a little crazy with the fuckpig kidnapping and killing lately.  A calm and relaxing walk in the woods with a truly delightful man is just what the doctor ordered.  We strolled along aimlessly and chatted about whatever came to mind.  He really likes movies, just like me, so the majority of our small talk was cinema based, which was fine.  Just fine.  It worked to keep my mind off of all the blood I’ve spilled and lives I’ve utterly destroyed over the years… for a little while.

After a couple of hours, my mind got the better of me.  Eventually, he would find out.  This amazing man who wants nothing more than my attention and company would run as fast and far away from me as he could if he found out who I really am.  I tried to keep my mind on our conversations, but I couldn’t help myself.  Instead of kind eyes, I started seeing his face covered in blood and muck and in lieu of the soft heavenly sounds of an earthbound angel, his voice transformed into the gags and gurgles of a whorehog bleeding out from a slit throat.  So I did the only thing I could in the moment and started making out with him.

He was a great kisser but I couldn’t help but to picture myself biting off his tongue, so I got down on my knees and started blowing him.  That was fine, I love having cock in my mouth.  It’s very relaxing and puts me in sort of a trancelike state.  After a few minutes, he popped his prick out of my mouth and went down on me right there on the forest floor.  It felt so fucking good and I didn’t want to stop him but I did because all I Imagined was a decapitated head in my hands, swollen tongue protruding out of its smelly mouth lapping away at my labia.  When he quickly got on top of me and pushed his cock into my cunt, I realized I had enough.

He wouldn’t stop, though.  As nice of a man as he was, he wouldn’t listen to me when I asked him to quit.  I gave him more chances than I have ever given anyone to control himself and cool off a little, but he couldn’t.  So I did it for him.  A stiletto switchblade stuck right in the ribs finished with a hard twist will stop anyone, I don’t care what the movies tell us.  He rolled off of me right away and balled up in the fetal position on the ground, screaming like the fuck pig he was.  I didn’t let him suffer, I got right on him and slit his throat wide open, an even cleaner cut than I saw in my vision.

I didn’t wait for him to die, I left him there all by himself to bleed out in the bushes.  I stood up and simply continued my walk in the woods, sans accompaniment.  That’s what I really needed anyway, I should’ve known better.  I’m not meant to have a love like that in my life, my violent phone sex world just won’t allow it.  The trees helped me clear my head, I really enjoyed my day.  I’m not really sorry for how I handled things but I’ll be keeping the nice man in mind next time I feel a little weak willed.  Lesson learned.  I wear a crown of filth, not a crown of light.  I’ll never forget that again.

 

Dizzy Slut Tortured and Given the Electric Chair

Bondage phone sex

 

These restraints are too tight. You tie me up to a chair with some rope while I have hand and foot restraints. I am begging for you to let me go. You see me struggling and laugh, your cock getting harder with every jiggle of my tits. I am helpless and you know it too. You leave the room and come back with electric nodes to place on my body. I try to get away, but my efforts are pointless. You place them on my nipples, increasing the intensity every 10 seconds. I scream, I cry and I beg for mercy but you have no compassion. By the time you are done, my nipples are fried off of my tits. This gets you even harder in preparation for what you are about to do to me. Tears are streaming down my face at the loss of my nipples, unaware that I am tied to an electric chair. You pull the switch and watch me convulse until I perish. Sluts like me don’t need nipples in hell. 

Drugged and Forced to Fuck

Gangbang Rape Porn

 

Last night, I was doing my evening run. I was running down the street, ready to make a turn when someone came up from around the corner and grabbed me. I tried to fight him off but someone else came and helped him put me in the back of a van. They put chloroform on my mouth and I passed out. Once I came to, I screamed. Some guy had his cock so far up my ass I could feel it in my guts. Another man came and shoved his dick in my throat to keep me quiet. Now I am being double fucked by two guys that I do not know. Another guy came up to me and started rubbing my breasts. I tried to keep him off of me but he is too strong and I’m too busy getting fucked. When they both came in my mouth and my ass, I tried to escape but was told that I could either be a living doll (awake) or a dead doll (knocked out). I didn’t want to be drugged again so I obeyed them. As cock after cock kept pounding me in each one of my holes, I became more compliant and less resistant. I wanted them to use me. With each stroke, they were turning me into their little whore. 

Torture phone sex: Begging to for your abuse

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex: Maybe it was the years of abuse I grew up with as a younging. Maybe I am just rotten like a banana that has been sitting on your counter for too many weeks. Whatever the reason since I can remember I have had an insatiable hunger to be abused. The feeling of intense pain is orgasmic. The feeling of blades cutting my skin pleases me in ways I have never been able to satisfy any other way. Sometimes I am able to find abuse by me putting myself into tricky situations. Sometimes I beg for it. 

Walking home is always risky for hot young girls like me. Of course, this is a risk that I am willing to take on myself. Sticking my thumb out I am always sure to catch a ride, whether it is a horny old man or someone with mischievous intentions I never cared. Today was a guy who was not much older than I was. His mind, he explained to me, raced with intrusive thoughts from time to time on the amount of pain the human body could experience without passing out. 

Embarrassed, he expressed that it must be a scary concept to be stuck with a sicko like him. However, little did he know, I was perfectlysnuff porn comfortable with his meddlesome imagination. In fact, I craved it. I began to beg him to abuse me, to test out his theory. I assured him that the human body was stronger than he could even imagine. I told him about how I loved pain and how it made me feel. I offered to take him to my place, to my dungenesk basement where he could have his way with me as so many had. 

After much convincing he did take me home, completely forgetting where he had been driving to before he stopped to pick up a cute little hitchhiker. He learned the limits of the human body, asking if this was something he could explore further on a different day. Of course, I was game. Bloody and bruised I came so many times it was a sensation I was never willing to give up. The perfect masochistic princess, dying to be punished by men just like him. 

Babysitter Forcefully Fucked By Her Customer

Babysitter phone sex

 

I’m just your sexy teen babysitter who came to watch your two youngsters. Why am I now tied up in your basement? One second, I was tucking your kids into bed. You told me that you had the money to pay me but I needed to follow you and help you find your wallet in the basement. I’m such a stupid slut! Now you have me tied up and I can’t stop you from having your way with me. You gag me with a sock and it seems you have been thinking about this for a long time. I try to run away but you catch me quickly, turn me around, and pull down my pants so you can forcefully fuck my ass. I didn’t want to lose my ass virginity like this. It hurts so much, your cock feels so tight inside my little ass hole. I’m begging for you to stop but you keep fucking me, treating me like your personal whore. Stop hurting me, please! I can’t take it! 

Teen phone sex with a lolita to play rape fantasy with

Teen phone sex

Teen phone sex with a lolita to play rape fantasy with.  You jerk off your cock nice and slow while I play with my teeny pussy and perky tits, I tell you about all of the lolita’s you should fuck and force down to take your dick, until one of my cute little victims walk in, and I put her on the phone for you. She tells you, “Hi!” And your cock is ready to cum right then and there once you hear that lolita’s sweet voice. I start playing with her cute pussy, and whisper words to her to repeat to you while she moans and whines while riding my fingers. “Daddy, your big cock feels s-so gooood!” She screams while she squirts all over the couch that was already nice and wet with my pussy juices. Your cock cums harder than it ever has before to that sweet lolita who loved your big adult dick that stroked itself to her little body. I hope you can come back for more Snuff phone sex, daddy. 😉

I Make Blasphemy Sex Happen

Blasphemy sex

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.

 

Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

Sometimes I try to be a good girl during evil phone sex. Being a good girl means going to church like my grandma always taught me. There is Sunday school, morning service, and bible classes and if one needs to atone for their sins there is always the front altar during Sunday service. The pastor at my local Christian denomination is always eager to save little sluts like me. I have been many times. Crying, taken by the spirit of the lord’s forgiveness. This week, however, the guest pastor seemed to have a different twinkle in his eyes. A glimmer of something I was very used to and hoping was true, sadism.Evil phone sex

So when called to the front to atone for my sins I did so with the hope I would catch the attention of this new specimen. Acting that would earn me an oscar I pleaded with the man to help me earn the Lord’s forgiveness. I whimpered and cried out that he would never forgive me for doing things I could not speak of in front of the church. This earned me a one-way ticket to his holy office, just the two of us, after the sermon. 

Once in his office, I began to tell tails of the p-adventure I had been on and how much I loved taking tiny cunts and showing them the joys of sexual abuse like I had endured. He was shocked by the words that were coming from my mouth. He opened a large wardrobe to expose the tools of corporal punishment he would be using on me. He bent me over his desk tearing my skirt down and exposing my perfect tight ass. He began whipping me. I could feel the welts rising up on my ass. 

I continued to tell him about my misdeeds. His intensity grew and with that the moisture of my hungry pussy for a pounding cock. With every whip, I felt welts and blood begin to dribble slowly down my skin. Then my ass was ripped wide, a cry leaving my lips at the sudden intense pain being sent through my body. He was forcing himself inside of my tight ass hole as punishment. Punishment for my wrongdoings against others and for forcing him to be immodest with his own boner. He couldn’t hold back. 

He reached around in front of me and put the handle of the whip across my throat pulling on either side like a horse bridle. Deep into me, he penetrated, ripping my dry ass hole with every pound. I choked, struggling to breathe against the pull of his strength till he came deep inside of me. I wasn’t done yet, made to clean every last drop of shit I left on his dirty dick. I had atoned for my sins, now it was time to start all over again.

Sadistic phone sex

Stalked, Chased and Assaulted

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

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.