When you are a taboo phone sex whore, men know they can own you. I had an interesting weekend. I spent it as a pet. Dogs are treated better than I am on most days. I got into trouble. Not my usual trouble either. I was supposed to be selling some weed, pills and coke for this dealer I know. He is black and does not blend in well in suburban malls and stuff. But a middle-class soccer mom dose. Everything was going well until I took a break. I wanted to just pinch a little coke. Ten hours later, I had gone through too much coke that there was no way he would not notice. I tried to come up with a good excuse, but I was high as a kite and he knew where his coke went. He grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the wall as he shoved his fist up my cunt. I was squirming around trying to breathe. He told me he was not going to kill me. He was just going to make me wish I were dead. He tossed me down his stairs. I landed in his dungeon. His goons came down and stripped me naked. They put a dog collar around my neck and told me I was sleeping in a cage for a few days to contemplate my crime. There were two bowls on the floor. The goons pissed in one and came in the other one. They told me all I was eating for a few days was cum and piss. I was left in the dark on a cold floor. I ate cum and drank piss. And the men used me as their ass rape porn star. I was sodomized by lots of big black cocks. I drank lots of black spunk and drank a gallon of black piss. The joke is on my dealer. The weekend just made be want to be a bad girl again.
Tag: Fantasy phone sex
My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True
I have rape phone sex fantasies. I have a lot more of them lately because I have more time on my hands than usual. I did a hot call the other night that made my fantasies stronger. I have a vampire lover, who switched up our call. I find anything with him hot. I was going to my car and I felt hands over my mouth. A shadowy figure, much taller than me, dragged me into his car. When we got to the final destination, he dragged me out of his car kicking and screaming. I was scared. But my pussy was wet. I could feel it and I knew he could smell me too. I know. Something is wrong with me. A stranger kidnapped me and now he was forcing his cock deep inside my pussy, but I was somehow aroused. I felt his hand around my throat choking me as he penetrated deep inside me. He knew I was wet despite my protests. I struggled. I knew he could kill me at any moment. I guess I struggled and protested because it seemed like what a normal woman would do. But I am not a normal woman. I am a taboo phone sex slut. I want to be a victim.
A Set Of Young Twins For Daddy
Daddy loves when I bring him home some sweet young things to use and abuse, so I try to please him every chance I get. Just so happens that this single dad with a set of adorable little twins had struck an interest in me. Such an interest that I knew that I would be able to get anything and everything that I wanted. He has a sick side to so I knew he would be more than willing to hand them over for an afternoon if I asked nicely. By asking nicely I mean getting on my knees and blowing his dick until he covered my face in his warm thick cum. He takes a little blue pill and I suck him until he is completely dried. So, when my face was covered, I asked if I could borrow his cuties for the afternoon. As he was spent, he happily let me take them to daddy. Daddy was already waiting when we pulled up. He had made them some special lemonade and already had a bulge forming in his pants as he checked out their little cute bodies. Oh, the things he did to them that day. He was a dirty pervert. I can’t wait to tell you all about it.
Ass Rape Porn with My Stepson
I have an ass for ass rape porn. I have heard that a lot. I was down on the floor half naked snorting lines of coke last night. I thought I was home alone. My stepson was there. He had snuck in the backdoor and wanted to violate my back door. When I heard him, I jumped. He scares me. I never know if he will be Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde when I see him. He was high as a kite, just like me. But unlike me, he was not in a good mood. He slapped a collar around my neck, put a ball gag in my mouth. That just disarmed me for the baseball bat up my ass. He read online about some man beating his ex-wife to death with a baseball bat and felt inspired to violate his whore stepmom. As usual, no lube when he crammed the bat up my ass. Thank God, I was high. I still felt the pain. I thought he was done. He pulled the bat out, but he just replaced the bat with his cock, and he made me suck the bat. I had to taste my own blood and shit. Gross. I did not want to scream and wake my boys. Even though they have the same father, my stepson hates his half-brothers. He sees them has stealing his inheritance. I was afraid he would hurt them. I stifled my screams on the end of that baseball bat as he enjoyed fucking my prolapsed ass back inside me. If my husband only knew how his son treated me. I keep threatening to tell my husband, but I am afraid. Not sure what scares me more. That my stepson might kill me before I tell my husband about the abuse, or that may husband will cut his son off and I will get violated by him again.
Bloody Phone Sex and the Black Dahlia
It excited me when you told me that you were turned on by one of the most famous cold cases in US history – the Black Dahlia. I asked you about that story made your cock hard. You told me that when you looked at the crime scene photos, your cock immediately got rock hard. The way she was bisected, the way her face was cut to make it look like she was smiling, and the way the killer cut a crisscross pattern right above her pussy. All of it made you so excited that you could hardly stand it.
And that’s when you told me that you wanted to do that to me. You wanted to slice my face while I was still alive so you could watch the blood saturate my blonde hair. You told me that you wanted to tie my legs up so that they were wide open and you could slice up my pussy. And you said you’d be saving the best part for last… you were going to cut me in half and watch the blood drain slowly from my body. Are you up for some bloody phone sex? I’m ready and waiting for you.
Some Little Ones To Abuse For The Weekend
I showed up at the door for my weekend of watching the couple’s little brats. They had hired me so they could go away to some resort or something. It was a nice paying gig and some cute little things too, so I was all about it. I have always had a fascination with those small soft bald cocks and balls between those young boys’ legs. Of course, little girls are great too and I can just eat them up. Anyways, the couple left and me and the sweeties headed to the pool for a little fun. I suggested that we swim naked just like the mermaids do. Easily manipulated they agreed, and I coated their soft bodies with sunscreen, making sure to get all those creases if you know what I mean. We played in the pool as I took turns holding them against my body and throwing them around. I love using their feet and hands to get myself off without them even knowing what I am doing. That is true pervert gold right there. So as night came and they were bathed and clean and in bed I stood there watching them, knowing I was going to totally abuse their young bodies tonight. Want to join me? I can always use an accomplice who is as kinky and naughty and sick as me.
Accomplice Phone Sex Submissive Slut
I am an accomplice phone sex submissive slut. I was not always this way. I used to think of myself as a princess who deserved to be spoiled. I had a random encounter with a man I met online a few years ago, and I guess you could say he broke me. I spent a month chained in his basement. He called me a challenge. I fought, cried, refused to see myself as slave for weeks. But the darkness, the isolation, the hunger, broke me. He broke through my hubris and made me see that women do not have the power. In fact, we are inferior to men in every way. I was not his first challenge and I was not his last either. I am just his prized slave. I get to help him with slave training now. We picked up a young girl hitchhiking last week. She looked like a cock tease with big tits and a very fat ass. Curvy slut. She also thought she was one hot piece of ass. We gave her a ride. A ride to hell. I drugged her and helped take her to the dungeon where I once lived. Master put a fire hose on her daily. He force fucked her and he made her eat his shit. Master was nicer too me, but I was easier to break. And I was prettier. This bitch was awful stuck up for her appearance. None of it matters now. She is just another whore slave like me, but I was here first, so I am master’s number one slave whore.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Good Old Boys
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? You would think I do with the stories I have to share. I decided last night was a nice night. The perfect night for a drive. I get cagey feeling staying at home, so a long drive, some good tunes and some primo weed, sounded like just what my doctor would order. I had been in the car for about 100 miles when I realized I needed gas. I was on an old country road, so the first place I saw, I pulled over. It was a little Ma and Pa gas station. I felt like I was in a horror movie. Turns out, I was. Some guy who looked like he was fresh out of the movie Deliverance pumped my gas for me. Full-service gas in 2020? I was flabbergasted, but I let him do his thing. I asked if there was a bathroom and of course it was on the side of the gas station. It looked like a bathroom out of the first Saw movie. As I exited the bathroom of horrors, Bubba and some equally looking redneck friends shoved me back inside. My nice drive in the country turned into a gangbang rape porn. They tied me up and stripped my clothes off. The smell of dirty toilet water made me gag. This was not a place I wanted to be naked in. It killed me to hover over the stained and broken toilet seat to pee. Now, I was sucking redneck dick and getting sodomized by the boys from Deliverance. I swore I heard banjo music even though I was nowhere near a river. I tried fighting. I clearly new I was better than some redneck good old boys from the country. They decided to fuck the attitude out of me. They saw me as a piece of ass, nothing more. The bounced me around until I was covered in so much piss and cum, I fit right into that dingy, gross roadside bathroom. I just can never escape being a taboo phone sex whore.
And We Cut It Off
Daddy has been on a streak lately and I have been sent to bring home plenty of douchebags for him to play with. So tonight, I brought home what I can only describe as their king. He was a complete misogynist who was enjoying telling me that a woman’s place was between a man’s legs. So as the compliant whore that I am I quickly centered myself between them and started stroking his tiny cock. It wasn’t anything to brag about and actually quite embarrassing in my opinion. Regardless, I got it hard and started blowing him. I could hear him start moaning and calling me a cock whore and such. He then told me to deep throat it. I did and honestly this was the first cock I have ever deep throated that didn’t even cause me to gag. I didn’t even gasp for air. There was plenty of room. I could feel that tiny thing start to twitch and I signaled to daddy with a subtle wink. As that poor fool laid back moaning daddy came into the room, I lifted my head and daddy cut that thing off in mid-stream. So as daddy held it, it was squirting cum all over my face and chest. That was so hot that we kind of forgot about the screaming dude and daddy grabbed me up and fucked me right there as that dude laid there bleeding. I just love pleasing daddy.
A Smooth Young Slit For Daddy To Play With
Daddy was in the mood to play so he sent me out looking for some virgin snatch to play with. He was craving some young but not too young. You know the age where they are starting to develop but those little slits are still nice and bare and tight. The mall is always my go to so I headed out posing as a molly dealer. Those sweet things are so gullible, and I found one that was quite the loner, hanging behind the dumpster smoking a cig. I struck up a conversation with her and then told her I had some new strand of molly back at my place if she would like to join. The promise of that god-awful White Claw sealed the deal and she followed. We went in and I brought out a joint and some Claw, which I had put some of that ghb in just for fun. As she started fading, I undressed her to her panties and bra and laid her on the tarp daddy had left me. I grabbed all of his tools and then went to get him. He was so pleased with her that he kissed my head and told me he would let me have the final cut. Daddy was so bad that night. Even more so than usual. You are going to love it. What would you do with a sweet piece of ass like that?