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Bondage Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

bondage phone sexI have always considered myself a bondage whore. I love bondage phone sex. When I was younger, bondage was my foray into the submissive world. Bondage required trust in your partner. I found out recently, that bondage is not what it used to be. Not even close. I was feeling vanilla recently. I have grown tired and frankly scared of all the rough treatment I get from men. Bondage is more sensual so I thought I would explore it again. I went to this new bondage club called Tie Me Up this week. I met Frank, a young Italian man into rope games. We had so much fun at the club, we went to his place to fuck. Club rules always are no exchange of fluids which means can’t fuck. His house was a bondage whore’s dream, well more like nightmare as it turned out for me. He had a rope swing that he ensnared me within. I was suspended and tied up. I didn’t get scared at first, because he respected safe words in the club. Never tied me so tight I couldn’t stand it. We were on his turf now. Whole different set of rules. Actually no rules. He skull fucked me so hard as I was suspended upside down, I feared I would need braces. Upside down is a tough position to suck dick too. As I started to puke, I swallowed my own vomit. I pleaded to be released. Be careful what you ask for, however. He let me down, just to force fuck my ass repeatedly. He didn’t just fuck my ass with his cock. He used both fists too. All three at the same time. I had two fists and his cock up my ass simultaneously. To say my ass gaped a little is an understatement. My ass was a cavern. I think your head would have fit up my backside after he was done.  I crawled home, bleeding and prolapsed. Be a long time before I try bondage again.

Blasphemy Sex Gets Violent

Blasphemy sexI was scared as fuck!! They had me locked in that cage with the fur-babies; my heart was pounding and my blood was pumping so hard and fast. Then, I heard it: the sound of a key being turned in a lock. Apparently what I thought was solid wall had a narrow hallway at the furthest end, because that’s where the man came from. He held up a shackle and manacle set that would keep me bound and unable to run or move much. He opened the cage and put them on me, making it so I had to shuffle along behind him. He led me straight out into a dark night, lit up only by a bon-fire. There was what seemed to be a make-shift altar near the fire, and they tried to get me to lie down on it. I fought them, at which point 3 of them held my hands and feet over the fire until it really started to hurt. They wouldn’t move me away from it until I agreed to behave. Once they had me tied to the altar, they started slicing into my thighs near my cunt, draining blood from me, which I assume they were keeping, as they had some cups held to either side of the altar. Finally, I felt it. One of them had a finger in me, then added another, until he had his entire hand inside of me. He shoved it harder and further into me, until he reached my cervix. If I thought he was done, I was wrong. He shoved a finger up INTO my cervix, which hurt in and of itself. I felt his finger hook around, and I felt that first ripping pain before I passed out, knowing I would wake up without a uterus, if I woke up at all from this nightmare.

Feliz Navidad, Bitch.

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I was in the mood for something ethnic. Something spicy. Something that wasn’t on the menu. I’ve had the dark meat and the light meat. I’ve had my eye on this cute little Latina that works at the hole in the wall taco shop down the street. I couldn’t help but notice her just about every time that I go in for a couple tacos. She is the perfect little Mexican. Perky tits, nice round ass, and she has that sweet little subservient attitude that most true Latin women have. Just the thought of her screaming in agony begging me to stop made me drip. I planned it out carefully. I found that she generally worked Thursday nights, and had Friday and Saturday off. I had been able to figure out that she is a single mom that lives by herself, no one would miss her for at least a couple days. I went in late Thursday night, just before closing time and ordered two of the oh-so-delicious carnitas tacos that they sell and a small horchata. She smiled at me with her cute innocent smile. I could see the emptiness in her eyes. She knew she was going home to an empty apartment and a crying little one. I mentioned that through my visits to get tacos that I overheard she was a single mom. I offered her my condolences, pretending to sympathize with her situation. “Feliz Navidad” I asked her if she was ready for Christmas.

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With a heavy accent, she explained to me that she was here because of a man that knocked her up and bailed, all of her family is still in Mexico and she is doing what she can just to provide for herself and her Little one. Perfect. I insist that she come spend an evening with me so we could celebrate the holidays together. I saw a little flicker of hope in her eyes, maybe she felt like she finally wasn’t all alone. She was just like the Indian woman I helped a few year back, “Khushal borit natala” She accepted my request Just like the Indian woman. After she told me that she was off the next two days I talked her in to coming over that night, bringing her young one, I would provide the tequila and cheesy holiday movies. Perfect. Soon I would have this hot little piece of Mexican ass all for myself. After a ruffied screwdriver she was all mine. I stripped her naked, admiring her perky nipples and perfect little pussy. I knew I had two days to play with her. I decided to lay out all of my fun toys in front of her so she could see all the fun we would have. I waited in anticipation for her to wake up and see the giant butt plug, pairing knife, vice grips, and blow torch set out in front of her. I was going to make this a Christmas she would never forget. Last year I played with a sweet African mommy who begged me to let her go ” Geseënde Kersfees” as I gave her a kiss and made her watch me eat her little one! Give me a call if you want to hear about all the fun we had. Oh, did I mention that there was a little ball of whiney dessert named Juanita waiting for me in the other room?

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Let me be your Christmas dinner

Accomplice phone sexI love being tied up like a little hog. Pretending the big red ball gag in my mouth was a apple, and I would be already for you to roast up for your Christmas dinner. I would love to be in the oven getting nice and crispy for you to enjoy. Wrapping my fingers, toes, and nipples so they don’t burn. I would be already shaved and have all the drugs detoxed out of my body so I can taste the best for you. You can shove all your veggies and seasonings into my cunt and ass hole so I can taste so yummy. I promise I will be a good little whore for you. I will let you do whatever you want so I can be your Christmas dinner.

Sometimes Snuff Porn is Better than Torture Sex

snuff pornSnuff porn is not just all about young coeds. Most of the snuff films I have seen involve young school girls, but there is a market out there for mommy and MILF snuff films too. I know. I am always told I deserve to die for being a piece of shit whore. My drug dealer took a hit out on me recently because of all the money I owe him. I knew it was just a matter of time before my dead corpse was rotting in an alley dumpster. The sad thing is no one will know I am missing. Well, they won’t care that I am missing. I am trying to stay hidden in this underground dungeon club. It may be safe from my dealer, but it is not safe. The male members of this club are into torture sex. I have been hiding out here for days now and I wish I was dead. It is a miracle I am alive with all the sick things they have been doing to me. Some of what they have done makes shitting in my mouth seem approved for the Disney Channel. One guy took pleasure in fucking my ass with a broken dirty beer bottle. I can still feel shards of glass stuck inside my asshole. Another man made me drink a mixture of maggots and cum. I puked it up, then had to lick it back up. Another sadist put a sewer rat up my cunt and stitched my pussy lips together. The rodent clawed at my cunt for hours making me bleed from the inside out. I know I am safe from my dealer here. He would never come to such a sick depraved place, but I may not make it out alive at this rate. I am disease ridden, bloody, infected and ruined.  A bullet to the head is welcomed at this point.

Murder Barbie

Bloody phone sex Blood splatter all over the walls, dripping down my body. The last image in my head is seeing my lower half of my body across the room on the floor covered in blood. Chopping up my body into little pieces to do what ever your heart desires with them. That is what I want! I want to please your even after you take away my last breath. I am still your little murder barbie. You can undress me and dismember me, anything. I am all yours to snuff tonight. Let your furry friend come and eat my guys out of my still alive body. Let him lick up my blood that is spewing out of my mouth. Make me eat pieces of myself and tell you how good I taste.

Let Me Go Get You Your Dinner.

Snuff phone sexWouldn’t a little teen roasting in the oven be so good tonight? I would love to be your little accomplice and go out to the beaches and find you the best looking piece of meat ever. Since you live so close it would nothing just to drop me off and get her back to your kitchen with no problem.  We can knock her out and strap her down on the table and start drowning her in olive oil and butter make sure she will be golden brown on all sides when shes done cooking. We have to make sure we gut her good so we only get the good meat that will be tender and juicy. That little teens meat just squirting juices down  your mouth as you take bite after bite.

Lets have some bloody sex!

Bloody phone sex I would love to have some bloody phone sex with you! Blood turns me on so fucking much. Just feeling the warm sensation of the blood running all over my body, and the iron taste and smell! Just getting some of the blood on my tongue and the iron taste just makes me cunt so wet. Even if it is your blood my blood, or the blood of some bitch we gutted together. I would love to lay back and slit someones throat and let the blood spray all over my body. I will use it as lube for you big cock to shove inside of me. Just fuck me with that bloody nasty cock. I would love to have the blood and cum mixed all together in my fucking throat.

Castration Phone Sex?

castration phone sexCastration phone sex is so much fun.  You would be surprised how many guys are into it. I actually wasn’t surprised because so many losers I know in the real world want junk removal. They are just too scared to do it themselves. Well, that is what they tell me. I think they just say that because it is hotter to have a sick bitch take their nuts for them. I have all the tools of the trade too. In my basement, I have a castration chair. It is actually a refurbished execution chair. I got it at a prison auction. The fact that folks died in that chair turns me on. Creeps my castration victims out, but that is part of the fun for me. I like to tell them ghastly stories about the men sentenced to die for heinous crimes in the very chair I am removing their ball sac on.

snuff sex A couple nights ago, Lenny paid for my junk removal services. As I had him strapped down in the chair, I told the tale of an infamous serial killer who took his last breath where he was sitting. Poor thing pissed himself. He definitely did not deserve his balls if a little ghost story scared the piss out of him. Testicles are for winners. Too many man think they are entitled to reproduce just because they have balls. Nope. Some men are so stupid it is amazing they remember how to breathe. Not to mention some have such small dicks that the small dick gene should never be passed on. Lenny was one such loser. Two inch dick at best. His balls were huge in comparison. I separated his cock and balls. Used the castration band to cut off the circulation to his balls. Left it on for about an hour while I told him snuff sex horror stories.  The longer that band stays on, the easier it is to remove the junk. They practically pulled right off. A nice painful yank and a snip snip with garden shears and he was without balls. In spirit of Halloween, I got a bit gruesome. I used a hot cast iron skillet to stop the bleeding instead of a soldering pen. He kept passing out. But, I would smack him back awake. I still needed the rest of his payment. So who needs my junk removal services?

Are You Hardcore?

Don’t you think I need to be punished? Well I got punished good this week, it is when I was at school walking to my next class and it was really late. I thought I heard someone following me and when I looked back I didn’t see anyone. As soon as I turned around I got snatched up by someone. Big, Tall, and smelt like metal. That smell caught my attention as he was toting me some where. It smelt like metal, which I think was blood. At that moment I started to shiver, and he punched me in the stomach and yelled shut up. He tossed me in his car and then after I knew it we where somewhere. I was strapped to a table and he didn’t wast any time. He has a fucking chainsaw right above my stomach and he just started to get all into my guts. There was blood shooting everywhere, and he took my womb and but it in my mouth and made me eat it. Just fucking kill me.

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