I was held against my will by either a creepy doctor or a man who enjoys medical fetish phone sex. My day started normal – ate breakfast, took a shower and then headed out for my doctor’s appointment. It was my usual yearly exam and I wasn’t expecting anything unusual. I got into the exam room, took my clothes off, put on the gown they left and waited for the doctor on the table. I noticed that when he came in that he wasn’t my usual doctor and that he didn’t have a nurse with him. He was making all the right noises as he listened to my heart and lungs and felt around on my belly. Then it was time for the cunt exam. I slid down to put my feet in the stirrups and he had me keep scooting until everything from my belly button down was hanging off the table. He then placed a strap across my legs and said that it was new policy to keep people from falling off the table during the exam. I thought it strange but agreed. He then came up and placed one around my chest and over each arm- he kept reassuring me that it was for safety. He then rolled up the stool and sat down between my legs. He played with my pussy a bit and then said that he was going to do the internal exam. I felt a warm feeling as though I was being licked and then he placed 2 fingers into my twat and started fucking them in and out. I was starting to really enjoy this exam especially when it felt like he was eating my cunt like an expert. He then stood up and dropped his pants. He said that he could get a better exam this way and he shoved his fat prick into my unprotected vag. He then took the 2 fingers that he was fucking me with and shoved them into my ass. Omg I have never felt so full in my life. I was really enjoying this feeling of being tied down and used when he came inside me and right up against my unprotected womb. I felt his seed being shot right against my cervix and knew that I was pregnant already. He pulled his fuckstick from my quim and shoved it with no warning into my ass. I was screaming and he leaned over and told me to shut my cumhole that he was doing this anyways. I whimpered as he sawed in and out until he unloaded another load in my ass. He pulled his cock out dripping with his cum and came over and shoved it in my mouth to clean. He told me that if I was good that he would let me go after I cleaned him up. I reluctantly sucked his cock in tasting both his cum and my ass and cleaned it while he mauled my tits. He told me that I was a good girl and he untied me. He told me that I needed to wait 10 mins before leaving and that he would be watching. If I left any earlier then he would follow me home and kill me. I waited and got dressed slowly. After mins I left the room and headed for the front. The receptionist said that she was sorry but that the dr had been tied up with another patient and that he should be in soon to do my exam. I just told her that I wasn’t feeling well and needed to reschedule. I told her that it should be a prenatal appointment as I thought I was pregnant. I headed home checking over my shoulder every few steps. Didn’t see anyone but I thought of him every time over the next 9 months that the baby moved or kicked. I delivered my brat and named him Mystery. I keep waiting each year at my annual to see if my friend would re-appear but nothing yet- I guess there is always next year.
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Pain Slut Torture Sex
I am a glutton for punishment. I am a soccer mom and a pain slut. I love torture sex. I love it so much I volunteered to be an experiment for this sick bitch I know. She pays women for sexual torture games and experiments. No medical basis in her experiences. She is just interested in the relationship between women’s ability to cum and pain levels. She has a theory that even the biggest pain slut like me will experience pain to high to cum. I told her I can handle any kind of pain and the more pain, the wetter the pussy. She paid me $500 to test my relationship with pain. She is the smart one. I am the sick one. She attached electrodes all over my body. At first the shocks were small. Did I mention there was always an industrial sized vibrator in my ass and on my cunt? She had the vibrators on warp speed. I was cumming hard even while she shocked me. I was still cumming as I felt my skin frying from the high frequency shock waves. This bitch met her match. I was convulsing. I was drooling. I was shaking. My eyes rolled into the back of my eyes. I was drenched in perspiration. But guess what. This taboo phone sex slut was still cumming. I am a real pain slut. Can you torture me past my comfort?
Murder phone sex Fantasies Come Undone
These are the ultimate murder phone sex fantasies come undone! Down in the AIDS ward there are some twisted and evil men who would do nothing more than kill you slowly! Bug Juice awaits your ass! And I am going to enjoy every second!
You don’t mess with the black sheriff of your town and think he will let you and your wife get away with anything!
A broken tail light is the least of your worries as we are handcuffed and taken down to the basement. No one will ever hear our screams. Pumped directly with that deadly virus and a bone grinder awaits your pathetic ass. I scream no not my husband but the shot in my ass is making me feel so good, and horny! My thoughts turn evil as I am ready to do anything these fuckers say to do. Like hold that bone grinder to your right arm as the blood and bone fragments spurt away! Oh and as I get a train pulled on my ass and pussy at the same time as I am dismembering every limb off of you. I am teh evil bitch now and nothing is going to make me stop fucking while this snuff slut torture you with every medical device i can get my hands on!
Extreme Fantasy Escort Bimbo
I joined an escort service the other night that caters to Rape phone sex fantasies and it’s been full of weird perverts. I think one is a serial killer and he has his eye on me. Like he literally is always staring at me like a side of meat when I attend the Parties. These parties of the Escort services owner are always extravagant and showing off the newest merchandise for their lavish taboo desires. I essentially am a side of meat at these meat market parties. They are sexual perverts with darker needs and I was recruited to be just a fuck doll for snuff movies. The owner always sent a dress to my apartment for the gigs. They are always quality and extremely revealing. The perfect presentation for his multi-million dollar business. These extreme guys pay good money and usually have extravagant bank accounts to meet their play requirements. I am just a side of meat to be fucked and abused. The cost these guys pay includes corpse removal. They think of everything. They have their own shark tank that they need to feed. I am just one of hundreds that have walked through the doors f this fantasy world only to never come out alive.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex
Medical fetish phone sex is painful. I know this back-alley doctor. She lost her license to practice medicine when she was prescribing Oxy to herself. My kind of doctor. Now, she does botox and gets rid of buns in the oven off the radar. She also pays druggy whores like me for experiments. Painful and violent experiments for folks who pay her for Hostel type experiences. She knows I need coke money and that I am a pain slut. I have survived torture and mutilation at the hands of her private clients. I figured one more time would not kill me. The money was too good to pass up even if I ended up disfigured or sexually mutilated. It started off fine. Painful, but not much I could not handle. They had me hooked up to electrodes. Some sort of shock therapy involving orgasms. They called me Pavlov’s Dog. I knew what it meant even if they thought I was too dumb to get it. They were trying to see if they could condition me to cum with pain. Joke was on them. I was conditioned for that ions ago. I played along because I wanted the money to score coke. My dealer would be so shocked when I paid with cash instead of ass. My experimental doctor wannabees kicked the torture sex up to 11. My flesh was burning. I think my clit was smoking. I cried. I grimaced. And I pleaded for it to end. Burning the flesh off my body is nothing new, but I am not as dumb as people think. I know if I act like the pain is nothing then the pain will become something. Those crazy bitches thought they were scarring me for life. We both know you could do far worse to me.
Sold for Snuff Movies
I have been busy this week making snuff movies. Not my typical kind either. I was rented to a couple of dykes for the week to settle a drug debt my stepson had. I got no coke out of the deal either. I was traded to a bunch of brutal dykes for their live stream show. They get women and torture them and force fuck their holes while a male audience pays to watch. Every day, they made a new film with me. The last one was the hardest on me physically. They hooked me up to a machine and electrocuted my tits and clit. They even had some steel baton up my ass that shocked me too. Guys would bid for the power voltage and what part of my body to shock. They enjoyed the torture sex of my female parts. The higher the voltage, the more my flesh burned. I was literally smoking hot. My flesh was burning. My nipples looked like they had melted. My labia lips were burning and singed. No matter how much I screamed or pleaded for mercy, my pleas and pain fell on deaf ears. All they heard was the pings of money donations from Bitcoins. I was so sore. I almost wished they had killed me because now I am sexually mutilated and out of commission for who knows how long. I bet that would not stop you from hurting me too.
Kill Your Cunt Of A Mother
My pets know exactly how to keep my killer cunt dripping. I adopted a new boy, and he is as sadistic as he is sweet. He wants me to help him kill his rich bitch Mommy, and no request has ever sounded sweeter to my sadistic slut ears. Listen now, beloved. Goddess is going to be very fucking clear; if you fuck this up, I’ll flay you myself and leave you for the crows, do you understand? Grow a backbone, baby. Your first kill is always the hardest.
Your mother, she’s immobile and unresponsive. Her in-home nurses take such good care of Mommy dearest, but those little nurse whores cost a pretty penny, don’t they? My boy wants his inheritance, and he wants it now; so listen up and don’t fuck up.
Wait until her naughty nurses go, and then give mommy a sip of water. She’ll thank you, with her eyes since her bitch body has betrayed her. This is easy prey, baby boy. Do what Goddess says. Slide into bed with Mommy like you do, and ram a short stem funnel in her stupid cunt mouth, and pinch her ugly fucking nose closed. Pour water, and give her a real drink. Oh yeah, we’re dry drowning this bitch.
Pour, and pour, and pour for that whore. Her medulla oblongata will make her swallow, but eventually it will make her breathe too! She can only drink for so long, isn’t that right?
When she is forced to breathe in, she’ll get a lung full of water. Pull that funnel out, and clamp a strong hand over the mouth that humiliated you so much as a brat. Don’t let her choke it out. Make her drown. And when you watch her monitor, her blood pressure will shoot up, her heart beat will skyrocket. Watch her oxygen levels dwindle, and her heart flat line.
Call the nurses and cry. Turn that fear into the best acting moment of your life. No one will question her poor baby boy. Smile inside, sweetness. You took your first victim, and filled your pockets at the same time. Remember to Worship Goddess. I know exactly what you’ll buy me as thanks.
A Torture Sex Weekend
It has been a torture sex weekend for me. My husband and our sons are camping for the weekend. That left me home alone with my stepson. He has been making good use of his time with me too. Not an hour after my husband and sons were gone, my stepson had me naked and tied up in the basement. He has been running experiments on my body. Electric shock to my girl parts. Needles to my tits and clit. Industrial vibrators inside my pussy and on my clit simultaneously. Watching my body convulse and bleed is like foreplay for him. He was super high and that brings out his sadistic side. He hates me with a passion, but usually he will let me get high first. Not this time. He said it would dull my pain and skew his experiments. Only a few hours in and I wished I was dead. I am not sure how I am going to survive the time until his father is home. This morning, he put firecrackers in my ass. I could smell my flesh burning. The pain was worse than I thought it would be from a tiny stick. He put cigarettes out on my nipples and clit, burning even more of my flesh. I have no idea what I will tell his father if he sees my wounds. I will not heal quickly. I may be scarred for life with some of the burns. There is no way out of my situation either. He has been blackmailing me for over a decade. I tell my husband what junior does to me, my husband will divorce me and take my sons away from me. And after I have lost everything that matters to me, my stepson will take my life and make a snuff porn while he does it. I just need to suck up the pain and understand this is the mess I made of my life.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Sick Fantasy
Do you enjoy medical fetish phone sex? I have a weird fantasy. More like a dark desire. I want to go to a sadistic gynecologist. I want to be completely naked and in stirrups. I want to be strapped down and sexually tortured until I pass out or die. I know. I am fucked up. I was at the hospital a couple days ago for a Covid-19 test. I saw all these handsome doctors around and wondered if any of them were sadistic, woman hating bastards. I know they take an oath to help people, but many folks still believe Jack the Ripper was a doctor. Maybe that is where I got my demented medical fantasy. I have a love for true crime. I masturbate thinking of myself as the victim. Sick bitch, I know. Maybe you would like to play doctor with me? Have you ever wanted to sterilize a girl? Or mutilate her sex organs so she will never reproduce or fuck again? You know, ruin a woman forever. My fantasy is dark, but I am constantly masturbating to it. I am probed with a sharp speculum that cuts my cervix. Shreds my girl parts until my womb is empty. I am strapped down with my internal girl parts in a bloody pile on the floor. You would think that would be enough, but no. I want fucked with a cattle prod. I want my clit burned with a blow torch. I want my labia lips cut off with scissors. Violent and sadistic torture sex of my female parts makes my pussy so wet. And, let’s not forget about sexually mutilating my tits and asshole either. They are up for torture too. Damn, I need some violent fucking. I would settle for some violent phone fun, however. Think you are sadistic enough for me?
Ass Rape Porn for Coke Money
He wanted an ass rape porn star. A bitch who would take whatever he put in her ass with a smile. He promised me money for an hour with my ass. I thought to myself, “How much damage could he do to my ass in an hour?” I do not know when I will learn. Honestly, I never learn. Promises of coke or money to get coke always makes me throw caution to the wind. Things started out okay. Him and a friend did lines of coke and double penetrated my asshole. I have had more cocks in my ass at once. Bigger cocks too. I grunted, and grimaced because I wanted them to think it was uncomfortable. Men love it when you act like their cock is the biggest you have ever had in one of your fuck holes. The more coke they did, the more fucked up their thinking got too. One of the guys grabbed a baseball bat and the other one grabbed a wine bottle. Using only their cum as lube, they double penetrated me with objects. Now, I was not faking or pretending anything. I was in pain. I hurt. I was trying to focus on the money I was promised, but this was no longer some hardcore anal porn. It was anal torture sex. They wanted to prolapse my ass. They wanted to gape my ass. They wanted to see me cry. I begged for mercy. I pleaded with them to just nut and let me be. I hurt more than I anticipated. I bled more than I expected too. I thought they were done after they came sodomizing me with objects. Turns out they were having so much fun, they extended another hour. More anal torture with cocks and objects. That last hour seemed like an eternity. Surprisingly, they paid me. Even paid me double what was agreed upon because they doubled their time. I guess it was worth it to have coke money again.