I have some sexy fantasy phone sex callers. I love creative dominant men. Earlier this week, I was leaving a building after an appointment. I entered the elevator. Suddenly, I felt a chill. Just something felt off even though I was alone in the elevator. The lights flickered, the elevator shook, and I thought my off feeling was that the elevator was about to plummet me to my death. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. How could that be. I never saw a person in the elevator when I got in. He spoke. I turned around and there he was in front of me. A tall, dark, handsome and mysterious man. I gasped when I realized he had no reflection in the mirror on the ceiling of the elevator. I closed my eyes, opened them back up thinking I was hallucinating. He was still in front of me, still no reflection. I started to back up to push the emergency button. He showed his fangs. I knew what he was in that moment. I still thought maybe I was in some strange erotic dream. He told me I belong to him now. I was frozen in my spot. I felt fear and arousal at the same time. I did not want to die, but he was offering me immortality. And one last hard orgasm. A cum before death. It was not a choice for me. He was in control. I could fight and be vampire food, or I could give in, have the best orgasm of my life and live for eternity as a vampire. I chose the latter. I tilted my head to accept his fangs in my flesh. He was masturbating me as he slowly drank my blood. He showed restraint, so that I could cum. It was a hard cum. I begged to service him in immortality. He could have exsanguinated me; turned my body into dust. Instead, he drank just enough of my blood to turn me into his vampire lover for life. What is your snuff sex fantasy?
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Kidnapping Phone Sex Story
I have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was camping with my family. We were out in the wilderness in our camper. Well, I was in the camper and the boys were in the tent roughing it. I need indoor plumping. I also needed to get high. I cannot get high in front of my husband. He forbid me from doing coke years ago. He thinks I cleaned up my act. I just got better at hiding it. After everyone fell asleep, I snuck out of the camper. I was going to walk around the lake and get high. Commune with nature and do lines off logs. I found a beautiful spot where I could see stars in the sky I never knew existed. A couple guys approached me, and I was literally in a place I could disappear forever. I tried to run because they looked menacing. They took me to some cabin off the beaten path and did more than explore their rape phone sex fantasies. They strung me up from a rafter in the log cabin. They whipped me and punched me. Meth heads. They were getting high and violent. I screamed loudly, but no one heard me. I had wandered too far away from the camper to avoid detection if my husband woke up looking for me. These men sodomized me and beat me until the sun came up. They eventually passed out and I got away. I felt like I was in a Wrong Turn movie. Fucking meth head hillbillies fucked me up good. I was not sure where I was or how to get back to the camper. I just started walking. My husband was driving around looking for me, worried. I looked a little beat up. I told him I went for a walk this morning, fell then got lost. I can never admit to him the horrible things that happen to me because then it come out that I was high. I just remain silent about my many abuses so I can keep getting high.
Suffocation Phone Sex Cunt
When guys call me for snuff fantasies it’s usually about me being strangled with his bare hands or stabbed and cut up. But the other day, I got a suffocation phone sex call and let me tell you, that REALLY made my pussy wet. It actually started out as a normal call and he told me he wanted to get on top of me and fuck me. I was thinking that it was just going to be a boring call, but then he said he was reaching for the pillow that was next to my head. I thought he was going to put it under my hips, but that’s not what he did at all.
He took the pillow and put it over my face. I thought he was joking but then he pressed down harder as I struggled back and forth. The more I struggled, the harder he fucked me. It hurt so much at first, but then things started to feel peaceful. I think he emptied his cum inside me just about the time I took my last breath. Do you have a suffocation fantasy or maybe you just want to hear more about my call? Call me so we can play!
Making a Snuff Porn in Front of a Live Audience
He made me a snuff porn star. He picked me because I am a pain slut and I love to be watched. My little show began easy enough for me. A few clothes pins on my nipples, clit and cunt lips for the entertainment of his audience. It was a live snuff show. I did not know it was going to get worse, far worse than even this pain slut could handle. I was being injected with something called nanonites. When I cum, I die. And as a pain slut, it is hard not to cum with the kind of torture sex that he was inflicting on me. Weights on my nipples, pulled my big tits to the ground. I begged for more. I am a glutton for punishment. I needed the pain. My executioner fucked me hard in my cunt and ass with the whip handle he punished my ass with. As he fucked my cunt, he smacked my ass with a wooden paddle. With every whack, I screamed out in pain and with the same breath, begged for more. I had to entertain his audience. I was trying not to cum. I wanted to live, but when he brought out the sex machine, I knew I was a goner. As he took bets on how long I would live, I tried to think how not to cum. He pulled another blonde bimbo onto the stage with us. She would no doubt be my replacement soon. She sucked his cock as he released the sex machine. I was being penetrated at warp speed. My pussy was wet. The pain was intense. I was going to die and die soon. This was live snuff sex. My killer orchestrated my death in front of a live audience. While he came in a blonde bimbo’s mouth, I begged to die. I begged to cum. And just like that, I came and died.
Submissive Victim Seeks Punishment
A Play Toy For Me
As summer comes to an end and all the coeds head back to college me and daddy head to the bars to grab us some victims. First up was a douche bar, complete with those frat boys. Easy prey and stupid. All it takes is a smile from a pretty girl and some half assed compliments and they are like putty in your hand. I spotted the leader of the douches and made my way over. He bought some shots and we talked and with a smile and thinking he was going to get laid we left. We got home and of course daddy was hiding in my closet. He loves to watch his baby girl in action. So, I do what I do best. Got on my knees and started blowing his cock. I know what daddy likes. Seeing my face covered with cum. It always excites him. So, when I could feel the douches dick start to twitch, I pulled him out of my mouth and squirted his semen across my face. As the douche was catching his breath daddy stepped out of the closet and we pushed him onto the floor. His dick retreated and shriveled up so fast and he actually started crying. Like sobbing. Then he started the begging and throwing daddy’s got money and blah blah blah. We didn’t care. We took our time removing his cock and balls and then moved on to those little punctures, trying to see if we will hit an organ or not. It is quite a fun game daddy and I play. Once we were bored, we decided to slit his throat. As he laid there bleeding out, daddy pushed me down on him and fucked me as douche took his last breath. It was fucking great. Can’t wait to find another play toy next week.
Violent Phone Sex Date
Violent phone sex fantasies get my pussy wet. I love being treated like a dirty whore. I hooked up with a guy I met online last night. We agreed to have rough sex. My girlfriends do not understand me. I am not some delicate flower. I will not break and I do not need to be made love to like a princess. I am a far cry from a princess. Dave was looking for a slave to service him. One who knew what the expectations were and did not expect to be wined and dined. I just expected to be fucked and fucked. Dave was not one for small talk. As soon as he walked into my house, he had me pinned against my foyer wall. He ripped my clothes off and jammed a bunch of fingers up my cunt. His hand was gripped firmly on my throat causing me to pass out. He would slap me back awake and make me pass out again. When we got to the oral part of the evening, he skull fucked me so hard I puked on his cock. He did not stop. He kept skull fucking me until I puked some more. He showed my pussy and ass no mercy either. He held my neck down as he treated me like an ass rape porn star. I was in pain and struggling to breathe, but he did not give a fuck. He did warn me. I do not know what I expected. I got what I asked for and now my ass is prolapsed and I have bruises all over my body. I know I am a worthless whore. I know I put myself out there for anything goes, but I keep hoping maybe one of these days a man will want to spoil me, maybe even marry me.
Sharing Torture Sex Techniques
I have a new torture sex caller. I may be a little more hardcore and sadistic than he is used too, but we had fun talking about our favorite subjects. Unlike some callers, he did not expect me to be something I was not. I had two guys today who called me thinking I was a submissive bitch. Never. I cannot even pretend to be submissive or a girlfriend. Just not who I am. I am a sadistic. I enjoy torture. Inflicting pain gets me off. My sexy caller and I swapped techniques for torturing male subjects. His experiences are more sensual than mine, but I enjoyed hearing what he does to a young male subject. Before I became a professional taboo phone sex sadistic, I was a dominatrix. Men and even some women paid me for pain infliction, cock and ball torture, even castration. I love to crush balls. I enjoy using sounding devices too. I have an array of instruments I use to torture a naked male body. Knifes will always be my favorite. I can cut, slice, stab and gut with a knife. I use cigarettes, cigar and blow torches too because burning flesh is so much fun. Then I have a variety of other tools for inflicting pain. Pins to pierce the scrotum and nipples. Bio Freeze for your cuts and pee hole. Large dildos and speculums for your asshole. Ropes and handcuffs and a spreader bar to bind you. I have vibrators and cattle prods, even a few tasers to shock you. My entire house is full of torture devices to crush balls, cut off cocks and kill men. I get sexual pleasure through your pain. I do not need men for romance or sex. I just need them for torture and amusement. Killing and torturing men is my happy place.
Snuff Porn and Rape Fantasies
Snuff porn is more fun to make than watch. Anytime, I am with a guy and we are watching some hardcore snuff movie, I tell him we should make our own. I love to hunt little sluts with an accomplice. I can kill and mutilate a little victim. I can even fuck her bald cunt with my knife. But that will never be as much fun as a real cock drilling her little cunt. I love to watch tiny pussies bleed, but I want to see virgin blood first. Something about the cunt juice of a virgin slut that tastes so sweet. Not that I do not enjoy the blood of a mutilated cunt too. It is just one is sweet and the other is tarter tasting. John was happy to hunt with me. He had a victim in mind. He has been stalking this little slut about an hour away. Smart man. He has listened to my advice. Never hunt near home. He went to the mall in the next county over and found a little girl who is often there with her babysitter. He changed up his appearance, blended in and simply observed. The best hunters are patient and stealth. He knew where she lived, so we took a drive. It was late and I was certain she would be fast asleep. No one locks their windows in the suburbs. You would think they would. Crime is up and sociopaths like me and John who harbor rape phone sex fantasies, have deadly plans for their precious fuck trophies. Window was open. We snuck in the bedroom window and immediately drugged her before she could wake up. John fucked her in her pink princess twin bed with her teddy bears around her. He fucked her little asshole too. He had to wear a condom because we could not take her with us to kill. He worked over her little holes. She will wake up with no memory of how she got bloody sheets or swollen fuck holes. We drove back to my place and fucked with her virgin blood still on his cock.
Daddy made me a taboo phone sex slut
I am a taboo phone sex slut for you. I have very dark desires. Do you? I had a traumatic upbringing. My father fucked me from a wee girl until a teen. When I got my period, he had no more use for me. I had aged out for him. He tossed me on the street. I hooked and hustled to survive. Now, I find that my daddy issues run deep. I am desperate for a man’s attention. So desperate, I let older men use and degrade me. I had to turn to the street corner last night so I could eat. This older man pulled up and asked me how much. We negotiated and I hopped in his car. He was driving a BMW. I felt safe with him, but I knew better. No guy paying for street corner pussy is ever safe. He pulled his car into a dark alley and made me suck his cock. He held my head down for so long, I passed out because I could not breathe. I woke up with a fist in my ass and a chain around my neck. He kept making me pass out to revive me. He was one of the roughest fucks I have had since daddy and I loved every minute of it.