Tag: Fantasy phone sex

New Semester

Sadistic phone sexOur call tonight was so kinky. I was your student with a terrible reputation and you know how much I hate going to class. When I offered to do “anything” to pass your class, without doing actual school work, you said you had something in mind. You required me to stay at your house for the remainder of the semester as your sex slave whore. I didn’t think it would be that bad until you punished me for squirting. You beat my pussy with a stick and then force fucked my sore aching pussy until you came deep inside. You made me lick your asshole and blow you. I can’t believe I have to do this the rest of the semester. Being your cum dumpster and fucking whore is certainly better than class though!

Rats

Taboo phone sexThey call it an escalation.  I call it becoming perfect.  That’s what they say don’t they? Practice makes perfect.  It goes for anything, not just piano, and dance routines (I fucking hate dance routines).  Where is the best place for people like us to practice our craft? A city.  Not a little town; unless you are passing through; but a huge, dirty city.  Why?  That’s where all the rats are. 

There are many different types of rats for you to experiment on.  Whore rats, junkie rats, homeless rats, runway rats, the list goes on and on.  There is one thing that you must keep in mind though.  There are others out there hunting rats too, and sometimes those motherfuckers are crazier than you could ever hope to be.  You leave those bitches alone.  Take your time, be analytical, the thrill will come later.  Use your brain and set the best trap you can.  Then once you have your rat, do what ever the fuck you want. 

The first one won’t go smoothly, something always goes wrong.  Be prepared for this and do not be disappointed in yourself.  Just move onto the next.  The goal for all this practice is to move onto something other than rats.  Eventually you can move onto mice.  Not just any mice, but soft, just weened off their Mamma’s tit mice.  Not old enough to breed, but old enough to know what the fuck is going on and recognize pain, and react accordingly.

I wish you happy hunting and may all your rat traps spring at the right moment.

Sadistic Date Night

Cheap phone sexI can’t wait for our date tonight! It is all I have been able to think about for days. The way you described how you were going to torture my body. Cutting into my flesh with your knife. Burning my feet with the torch. Whipping me into I bleed and then giving me the cattle prod. Awe listening to every detail of what you had planned out on what you wanted and was going to do to me. I don’t know if you could hear me but I was finger blasting my cunt hearing your speak your wicked words. I want to feel the ropes you promised to tie tightly on my limbs. Making sure to cut off my circulation to my feet and hands. I was thinking about those weights that you said were going on the clamps attached to my nipples and clit. How fucking amazing that will feel as you snap those clamps down on my big nipple making the blood rush out. And before I get used to the pain you add the weights making me whimper like a whipped dog. I want all that and more.

Daddy’s Snuff Slut

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Daddy says I’m his muse. Nothing fuels his sadism more than the sight of me and my tight little piggy whore body, he says. I’ve been conditioned for so much of my life to serve as my daddy’s perfect torture fuck doll. Daddy loves recording all the various ways of torture fucking he puts me through. Sometimes, he’ll sew my lips shut so I can’t scream while he slowly cuts away at my flesh and abuses my cunt. Daddy has sewed my cunnie wide open so that I am always accessible to him.

He had me hold my legs up and wide open so he could get a good look at my young cunt. I was told that if I shed a single tear or if my smile faltered, he would sew my cunt up instead. So, I smiled and giggled as Daddy pulled my cunnie lips back and began suturing and sewing me wide open. His cock quivered as the needle went in and out of my flesh and when he was does, he fucked his little snuff whore over and over again.

Bodega Blues

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I knew right away that I was going to have a problem.  I entered the Bodega and one of the guys standing outside followed me in, I could hear his friends laughing.  I closed my eyes and sighed.  It never failed.  Some drunk asshole thinks just because it’s late out and that I am by myself that I am helpless, or asking to have sex.  Really? Let me tell you something, if you see a woman outside no matter what time of day it is, it doesn’t mean she wants to get fucked.  Especially me. I hardly have sex at all, I am one picky bitch.

I went back to where the beer was and he was right behind me the whole time.  He was talking to me about my tits.  Yes, I know I have tits, and yes I know how big they are.  No need to reaffirm that fact.  I looked at him, pushed past him and went to the counter.  The guy who was working behind the counter knows me, I go in there all the time.  He leaned in close and asked me if I needed help.  I told him that I was fine.  He then asked me if the guy would need help. I chucked then told him that he just might.  He told me to be safe, I waved then left the store with my beer.

I stopped to light a cigarette then started my short walk home.  Now not only was he following me, but the two others where with him too.  I put my earbuds in, reached inside the paper bag and pulled out one of the beers but I didn’t open it.  I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around and he was talking to me.  I just stared at him not saying a word.  Then, he got pissed.  I could tell by his body language that he was becoming agitated, and he was calling me a bitch and a cunt.  Big deal.  If you are going to try to insult me, do better than that.

I took the last drag off my cigarette, snubbed out the hot box, turned away from them and continued on my way.  Then I felt a full hand on my shoulder, he spun me around hard.  I stepped to him, not in a very nice way, I stepped up to him as in ‘posting up’.  He backed up a little but then stepped up to me too.  I smiled slightly and brought the can of beer up as hard as I could and smashed it against the side of his face.  He crumbled down, I stomped on his chest, then his cock. His friends started to move toward me, but I started to walk toward them faster.  They stopped in their tracks, I kept moving toward them, they backed up.  I stopped and just looked at them for a few minutes.

They were no longer moving at all, they were just taking in the sight I guess.  I turned around, picked up my other beer, gave the guy on the ground another good kick to this cock, turned around, gave them all the finger and went home to enjoy my beer.

Dominating

Snuff phone sex I come walking out of the room and you grab me by the hair wrapping your hand in it tightly and twirling. You pull me up the stairs keeping my head against the wall. I thought you were going to throw me in the cage but instead you slam me on top of it. Pressing my body up against the steel bars you pull up my skirt and rip off my panties. I scream as you kick my legs apart screaming at me to shut the fuck up. I was being a brat and now it is punishment time. You slam your dick dry into my ass. I begin to cry as you tell me to take your dick. My ass tears feeling you ripping inside of me. Slobber and tears run down my face onto my fake big boobies.

Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies? I have many. I bet you do too. A friend of mine had only one Christmas wish this year. He wanted to explore a rape fantasy he has had for decades. I thought that was something I could help him with. I just had no idea his fantasy would be so violent. I gave him the key to my place. Not knowing when he might sneak into my place added a sense of excitement to the scenario. Last night, I was deep asleep when he yanked me out of bed. He flipped me over as I was wiping the sleep from my eyes. I heard him take his belt off. Seconds later, I felt the belt across my back and ass. He didn’t hold back. I whimpered and cried with every whack. That was nothing. He had his hands around my neck tightly, strangling me as he fucked my ass raw. He was grunting like an animal. A sweaty, horny animal that couldn’t get enough of my tight ass. When he nutted inside me, I passed out from the lack of oxygen. He slapped me back awake and thanked me for making his dark fantasy come true. Can I make yours cum true too?

Accomplice

rape phone sex fantasiesaYou’ve tortured my whore cunt for so long, but I’m finally learning – The only way you don’t torture me or treat me halfway decent is if I’m your little accomplice and get you young girls to take advantage of. I searched for young girls I knew you’d enjoy corrupting. It wsn’t easy, but I found some and kidnapped them all by myself. I brought you three last night and you finally treated me better. You loved hearing them scream and seeing me hold them down while you force fucked your way into their cunts or mouth. With each and every one of them I could hear in your voice how fucking turned on you were. Slap their tits and choke them out. I’ll hold them down, don’t worry.

Helping A Family Member

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What a twat!  One of my family member’s exes is such a dick!   Nobody could stand him and still can’t. Which is saying something because nobody in my family really likes me but they would take me any day over this guy.  At first I thought he would be fun to hang around with, but the more I did I realized what an absolutely douche nozzle he is.  Imagine the most narcissistic person you can think of, now add bad jokes, talking in the third person, what seems to be some serious brain damage, knowing every thing when they really know nothing, and more narcissism on top just for good measure and you will have him.

I do not celebrate Christmas, but as a token I will show up at my Mother’s house and pretend that I am having a good time.  This one family member told me that Saint Douchington would not leave them alone.  They showed me all the texts, all the phone calls, all the snaps, all the voicemails, and all the inbox messages.  If you are going to be psychotic, then hide it and be a Psycho on the down low, not out where every one can see.

Some of the messages were rather benign, but there were some where he was going a little violent, or what he thought was violent.  To me it was on the tamer side, but to my family member it was upsetting.  I would of laughed it off and completely ghosted him, but they didn’t want to do that because they didn’t want to switch phones.  They had trid blocking him, and even went as far as getting a  Protection Order.  You and I both know those are worthless.  I am not sure if it was the wine, or beer, or tequila, but I offered to help.  They said he was too dangerous, I laughed. I grabbed their phone and sent him a text.

He texted me back on my phone.  I played along like he was right and asked him if he wanted to meet up after I was done at the house to discuss the matter because I was really on his side.  Yeah, right.  He was happy too. We met in a parking lot and as soon as I got into his car I smacked him across the face.  It went wrong for him after that.  Incredibly wrong.  When I was done he was whimpering like the pussy bitch he really is and I doubt he will ever be able to shit right again.

I called my family member and told them that I didn’t think he would be bothering them anymore and if he does, they are to tell me right away.  From what they have said though, so far, so good. 

Brutal Pleasure

Snuff pornI went to bed alone in my bed and woke up tied tightly to a post. My clothes were stripped off me. There was a chocker collar around my neck. I had nipple clamps with weights pulling and stretching my fake tits. There was also a clamp with weights hanging off of each one of my cunt lips and my clit. I could not see anybody I was just hearing footsteps walking behind me. I opened up my mouth to speak and I was quickly shut up by a blow with a baseball bat to my back. I screamed and started to cry. The chocker was pulled tightly from behind. I could not breathe as I gasped for air. Every time I squirmed the roped dug into my skin. Four fingers invaded my cunt hole forming a fist punching me from the inside. I was trying to see who was causing me all this brutal pleasure but I never found out who this man was.