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Roleplay Phone Sex Turned into Medieval Torture

roleplay phone sexI love roleplay phone sex. And I do not even mind a little violence mixed in. I have made my share of cosplay porn. And trust me in the seedy underworld of snuff that I travel, I’ve been everything from a schoolgirl to a witch in these sorts of porno films. A director that I work with often because he’s got the greatest coke called me up. Usually, I call him begging for a gig so I can earn some money. But this time he called me because he had a client who wanted to do a Halloween themed porn. Of course, I said yes.

And I didn’t really think about the particulars. I never ask the right questions. Hell, most of the time I never ask any questions except for how much money or how much coke I will receive. Because that’s all I care about. But not asking questions gets me in trouble every time.

When I arrived at the studio, I didn’t see the usual people there. Clearly, this would not be a big production snuff porn. But it didn’t matter if the film would be seen by only one person or many. Because I just did it for the money.

Perhaps, I Will Never Learn to Ask Questions or Say No

My director friend sent me a script, and it seemed harmless enough. I would be a witch being punished for casting spells on people. However, it seemed a little unclear what my punishment might be. And once again, my dumbass did not ask questions. I had tunnel vision. I just wanted the coke. Well turns out that me being a witch wasn’t all of the story. This cosplay porn had a medieval torture theme. First, my costar hung me from a scaffold and whipped me. Whipped so hard the flesh tore from my body.

I knew I would regret this. Because I started to regret it once I felt blood trickling down my back. It felt like medieval torture sex. Although I’ve been tortured sexually most of my life, this felt like nothing I experienced before. My costar inserted this device that looked like a steel cone in my ass. Although I’ve had bigger things up my ass before I had never experienced anything like this. My costar cranked it, and it turned my asshole inside out, causing it to bleed profusely. This felt worse than anything my ass experienced before, and my ass has experienced a lot.

More torture occurred. But nothing topped that steel cone in my ass. By the time this film concluded, I looked like a bloody swollen mess. However, I did have my money. However, honestly, I don’t think it feels worth it. Because now I’m out of commission for a bit. And it’ll be a while before anybody can fuck my ass again. Why do I never ask the right questions or any questions for that matter? One of these days I will end up dead.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored in Dingy Spaces

rape phone sex fantasiesMen have rape phone sex fantasies. And I cannot escape those fantasies. Every time I meet a stranger, especially a younger one, he seems hell bent on fucking me like a whore. And usually, I find myself powerless in those situations. So, I let the men do whatever they want to me. It’s a matter of survival. And I have learned that it’s best to just take your punishment regardless if you think you deserve it or not.

Saturday night, I went barhopping. And although I’m not a big drinker, I find that most of the blue collar guys in these dive bars, share their coke and weed with me. For the most part, the blue collar guys don’t harm me. But this one bar I went to did not appear to be the dive bar I expected.

When I walked in, I only saw yuppie types. Men in suits drinking hipster beer like Pabst Blue Ribbon. Gross. That beer has been around since I was a little girl, and I think it tastes just as nasty. I’d rather drink bong water.

But since I am a taboo phone sex whore, I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time. These yuppie type men looked at me like a piece of candy, and they hadn’t eaten in days. I think they wanted to fight over who fucked me first. Also, I think they assumed that because I came alone, I must be looking to get fucked. But I walked into that bar to get high not to get fucked.

I’m Always in The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

Even though I could feel all those suit and tie guys checking me out, I sat at the bar and drank a glass of boxed wine before heading home. But somebody pulled me off the barstool and dragged me across the bar. They tossed me on top of the pool table. This almost felt like bad movie scene. A bad porn movie scene. It felt like whoever pulled me across the bar had such a good grip on my hair that I would lose some hair.

The night became a blur to me. I think the bartender put something in my drink. Maybe this place worked like that. Men tip the bartender heavily to drug a female patron’s drink, and then when the drug kicks in they gang bang her in the back of the bar. I did not go to that bar to be a gangbang rape porn star. But unfortunately, it’s me. Wherever I go men, feel the need to take advantage of me. But this night I only drank a couple glasses of shitty boxed wine. And that would not help me with what these men did to me.

Men Love to Force Fuck Me in Dingy Little Spaces

On that pool table, they fucked me not only with their cocks. But they also used pool sticks and beer bottles and their own fists to fuck my pussy and ass. Most of the night seems to be a big blur to me. But I still have a gaped ass that’s partially prolapsed, a swollen cunt, and lots of bruises on my body. It’s never the men you suspect of being capable of such violence against a woman. I guess I better stick to the dive bars I know and stay away from yuppie bars. Apparently, those boys fell nothing but rage, especially for a redheaded milf like me.

2 Girl Phone Sex With Rena And a Callers Taboo Fantasy

My caller had a hot 2 girl phone sex roleplay in mind that we played out the other day. I was his escort that he had been paying to fuck for a long time.  He loved fucking me and using me as a submissive little whore who let him freely use my holes how he wanted.  However, he had his eye on more. He wanted me to train and groom my young daughter to use her along with me.  I trained her holes and groomed her to be ready to take on his big, hard daddy like cock.

So the day came and I dressed her up in the shortest black skirt we could find.  One where when she bent over, you could see her perfect heart shaped ass.  Perfect for a cock to shove it’s way in between that bigger slit of the ass cheeks.  Long white stocking socks that went over the knees just under those said ass cheeks.  High heel mary jane shoes and a short halter like white top. He requested her shiny black hair be in pig tails and to have white cotton panties on her as well despite me telling him thongs are what girls wore with shirts as small as the one she had on.  He loved the cotton hanes panties that little girls wore.

The minute we got into the same room and he paid, he forced me down on my knees to suck his cock as he started playing with my daughters body, admiring every inch with both his hands and tongue.  He kissed along her neck as I sucked and gagged on his cock.  He forced her down on her knees with me and made her help get the spit I was accumulating from all the gagging out of my mouth.

I made out passionately with my daughter for awhile, sharing his big cock. Then I heard him say the magic words, “I’m ready to fuck your daughters ass.”

And I gave her the nod as if to say, “it’s time, let him fuck that tight young asshole sweetheart. “

Backdoor gangbanging with a massive incestual machine

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My evil master came up with a nasty plan, sick fuck brought back my incestual family to cum torture and abuse me, going right back to where my life of sexual sacrifice bagan, my younger days of abusive hell, the pain I grew to love. My pedo pecker uncle has a massive machine which broke me in, snuck into my room and popped my bloody cum cherry more than once.

The damn savage that master is set me up, tied me to my normal torture poll and wrapped me in chains. I expected the ritual and brutal beatings until my creaching creepy uncle walked in, I could hear his boots with his belt in hand, mommy right behind him. It’s just like the good old days, he shoved his cock up my ass so far, tearing, ripping, shredding my tight kitty. Mommy standing there, demanding and controlling, holding me down while her pussy was soiling, watching her offspring relive her nasty past.

My hips in the air, I’m on my tippy toes he’s so tall, pushing myself into his grown as he pulls the chains. ” I made you little bitch”, he yells, his anger got me moist, I could feel his breathe on my back. Mommy with her evil laugh, thrusting her crusty old pussy in my gagged face. Some things never change.

Gangbang rape fantasies blew and busted my shredded bunghole.

I’m bleeding, begging uncle pecker to stop but master wants his turn, spreading me even wide, pulling my hair, balls deep, I deserve this, I was born for this, double dicked, cock tip’s sliced me open, turned on by all this humiliation. Bloody cum running down my legs leaving a pathetic slave puddle beneath me.

Gangbang Rape Porn is The Only Way This Old Whore Can Earn Money

gangbang rape pornI’ve made a lot of gangbang rape porn in my life. However, none of that was completely consensual. But I guess that’s the point, right? Men don’t want to do it if the woman’s into it. And they don’t want to watch it if it’s clearly looking like she’s begging for this to happen to her.

Most of the porn I’ve done qualifies in my mind as desperation porn. Stuff that I have done simply to earn money to get cocaine or to get myself out of some sort of trouble. The fastest way to money is using your body as a woman. But the older you get , the more used you get, and you can no longer command the same amount of money that you once could. So, you must start doing the more extreme shit. You need to start doing the stuff that you see on snuff phone sex sites.

I needed money badly this weekend. And oddly enough, I did not need money to buy cocaine. I had plenty of that. However, I wrecked my husband‘s Lexus under the influence. No bad weather to blame it on. And I didn’t think my husband would believe somebody hit me. So, I needed to earn some money to fix it. But this body shop that could do the work quickly for an extra fee before my husband came home from his business trip wanted 10 grand and I did not have 10 grand.

When I Need Money, I Can Use My Old Body

So, I went down to the wrong part of town and started selling my fuck holes. I told every guy anything goes. And if they wanted to be rough, it was $100 more. That’s how I made my money offering rough sex. Telling these random Johns they could do anything to me.

 One guy, a bus driver for a public school, wanted to buy the football team the opportunity to gangbang an old MILF. And that’s how I made most of the money to pay this body shop. Everybody pulled their resources, and I got about five grand out of them. But they did fuck me hard. They tied me up and force fucked my ass, my mouth and my pussy. Teen boys getting all their aggression out on this sexy mommy.

And they got rough with mommy. Choking me, gagging me, spitting on me, fisting me, even pissing on me. A few of them punched me, slapped me, kicked me too. But at least I had coke to get high. If my husband came home from his business trip and saw his prized car, looking like that he would know his wife still used coke. So, I had to take the abuse. I had to be their ass rape porn whore.

My Body Can Handle More Than You Would Expect

It went on for hours because I let them pay more money for round two. Perhaps I liked it more than I thought I would because of their age. These young teenage boys reminded me of my own sons. And these boys treated me like nothing more than a piece of meat. Mommy fuck meat to abuse. So young yet so full of aggression and hatred towards a mature woman. That both excited me and scared me at the same time.

I spent the better part of 12 hours down in the warehouse district letting men abuse me for a fee. Nobody fucked me quite as hard as that group of teenage boys and the bus driver, but all my holes got stretched and filled with cock and cum. And I earned enough money to fix my husband‘s car before he came home from his business trip. Once again, I used my body to dodge a bullet.

Castration phone sex is the way you get what you want

Castration phone sex Castration phone sex time, baby! For far too long, you’ve indulged in the fantasy of having those pesky balls removed, haven’t you? Well, no more, my dears! It’s time to stop dreaming and start taking action. You’ve got a hot, medical-grade, castrating mistress right here, ready to guide you through this transformative experience.
Imagine how amazing it will feel when they are totally gone. I make sure your balls are tied up tightly with a rubber band, cutting off circulation until they’re soft and swollen, primed for removal. Just picture yourself in that moment, my skilled hands snipping away, freeing you from the burdensome weight of your sack. And the relief, the sense of liberation that follows – it’s orgasmic.
I promise you, the result is more than worth it. And that’s just the start, my love. Mommy loves Medical fetish phone sex, and once you’ve experienced the rush of castration,  you will know you need something else removed. And I can do that for you. I’ll also make you a pretty little mound with some huge fat tits!

Made a Gangbang Rape Porn When Minding My Own Business

gangbang rape pornWhen I went to the adult bookstore to get a new vibrator, I had no plans to be at a gangbang rape porn star. I minded my own business. And I went straight to the back to pick out a new vibrator. But as I was looking at the different models, I could feel eyes on me. When I glanced sideways, I saw a bunch of bikers looking at me. They appeared to be waiting for some glory action, but they got distracted when they saw me.

I felt nervous because they had a sinister look in their eyes. And I’m no stranger to that look. I grabbed a dildo and started to hustle back up to the cashier, but one of the bikers grabbed my long red hair, pulled me back towards him and said, “Not so fast Missy.”

With one hand, he had my red hair wrapped around his wrist very tightly while his other hand pulled his cock out of his pants. His biker buddies all pulled their pants down too. And I knew I would need to suck some cock to get out of this place. I just prayed that if I sucked their cocks and made them cum, I could still get out of the adult bookstore relatively unscathed.

But I am a redheaded taboo phone sex slut. And trouble follows me wherever I go. So, you know, I did not fare well. Soon after swallowing their loads of cum, they made me strip naked and hoisted me up on a table. I felt so exposed. And I knew nothing good would come of this. They weren’t just going to fuck me and give me cocaine. They just planned on fucking me.

Sometimes, I am Just at The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

They started fish hooking my mouth, pinching my tits, and fisting my ass and my cunt. Ouch. This happened to me sober. So, I could not enjoy what they did to me. A fist up a dry hole really hurts sober. And it hurts the next day when I’m on cocaine but at least I don’t feel it in the moment. They seem to be hellbent on making me feel everything.

In hindsight, I don’t think they went to the adult bookstore for glory hole action. I think they planned to wait for some dumb cunt to come into the sex store so they could explore their rape phone sex fantasies with her. And in walked this dumb cunt.

But they let me live. It could’ve been worse. But my ass and my cunt took a severe beating. Luckily, I had enough coke at home to nurse the pain. But it just sucks that I received no compensation for my suffering. Just their cum and their fists in my holes, but no money or coke.

Women Have Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Too, But Mine Make You My Bitch

rape phone sex fantasieDo you have rape phone sex fantasies for me? I’m here to warn you that you best not explore those fantasies. No man who ever tries to fuck me against my will lives to see the next day. Let this serve as a cautionary tale of what happens when you try to flip the script. I am dominant. And that means I am not your bitch. But you can be mine.

Ernie hired me for a job. And I told him he could be my accomplice or my victim, but I would never be his victim. And he acted like he understood. Plus, he said he didn’t want to do anything to me anyway. But he likes Goth girls. He wanted my help kidnapping, force fucking, and maybe even killing a Goth babe. I don’t have many rules in my life. But I do have a couple. One, I’m not your victim. Two, I don’t assist with anything involving a fellow Goth girl.

But he lied to me. The guy did not appear too bright.  He paid me for the job, which was to kidnap, torture, and kill a hot teen slut. I’m not a teenager anymore. He knew my rules before he paid me. I always require the money upfront in case they try to flip the script. Ernie had a death wish. He fucked with the wrong woman. And now he’s dead.

Men Think with Their Dicks and That Gets Them Dead Around Me

But I made him my ass rape porn star before I put him out of my misery. No guy fucks me against my will. I’m stronger than I look. But mostly I’m just smarter than any man because I don’t think with my dick. The moment I could tell he intended to make me his victim, I pulled out a huge knife, scared the shit out of him and tied him to his bed. In my bag of tricks, my assassination bag I guess you could call it, I keep a huge dildo with shards of glass glued to it. So, when I fucked him in the ass, he bled worse than a stabbing victim.

You should’ve heard him scream like a bitch. Music to my ears. Can’t come for me without consequences and the only consequence for coming after me is death, but with a lot of torture first. This loser really thought he could overpower me. But once that torturous dildo entered his ass, I think he understood who was in charge. I just enjoy pegging a man’s ass who deserves it. And for some I ruin their asses. Ernie learned a valuable lesson the hard way.

Torture Serves as Foreplay to Me

I fucked his ass with my malicious dildo so long and so hard that I prolapsed his ass and shredded it. His ass now looked like raw hamburger meat. He turned out to be such a wuss too. He passed out several times. But I revived him. You need to feel torture. Nobody sleeps through my torture.

Sometimes I felt like I could fuck him like this forever, but I knew I had to put him out of my misery. Men like that, I can’t trust. And they’ll just continue to try to abuse women who aren’t nearly as strong as me. So, eventually, I slit his throat. And I kept fucking him until he bled out. Dumb ass deserved death.

Never feel sorry for a loser like Ernie. He won’t try to force fuck a Goth taboo phone sex bitch again. Some men just seem so stupid. I wonder how they remember to breathe.

Creepy cowboy and the beer barn gang bang fest

Rape phone sex fantasies

Ride em cowboy, your a nasty fuck, an evil cowboy, treating me like you treat your cattle. Smacking, wipping, lashing out on me to follow your rules.  Bent over, legs spread far apart, you wanna ride my tight little asshole like you ride them horse. Saddle me up, harness my neck and arms, I’m your animal to train.

Electrical whips used  on horses are used to lash my bunghole, burning me up while your balls deep inside me. I’m screaming and moaning with each zap, almost taking me out, but that’s not enough for you. Like my uncle did to me, you tied me up in the barn. Arms above my head with nothing on but boots, You broughtyour friends to come join your sick barn beer fest gang bang.

One by one cocks are getting shoved inside me, I’m leaking with pleasure, bleeding in pain, this cowgirl getting worked, abused and violated right in front of you. Leg’s spread open, leaking bloody white thick goey cum, power punched fucked over and over. My tight wet cooter’s gaping, ready for your big throbbing last blow down. You always save me to unleash your god damn bursted busted beast.

Evil twisted fuck, pulling on my chains, choking me, making me gag while your cockhead smashes my cut up cervix. I can’t breathe or scream. Your face red, eyes beaming with sick pleasure, treated like a caged animal you smashed me to breed leaving me begging for more.

Daddy’s Dirty Little Fuck Toy

Babysitter phone sex

A late-night babysitting gig was just what I needed—extra cash and a quiet house to act out my filthiest desires. When Daddy finally walked in, I was already halfway there. I could barely stand it—those eyes, that smirk, and that bulge in his pants…

The second he closed the door, I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He tasted so good. Salty, musky—like a hungry beast. He grabbed my hair, pushing deeper, and I could barely breathe. But I loved it.

Then came the most twisted part—Daddy tied me up, shoved a gag in my mouth, and left me on the floor. He told me to beg for it, but all I could do was moan and squirm. He took his time, teasing me, building up the tension until I was dripping wet and ready to explode.

When Daddy finally plunged inside, I almost blacked out. Hard, rough, and absolutely merciless. Each thrust sent me flying, my tits bouncing, my pussy clenching. And when I came, it was so intense—it felt like it ripped through my entire body.

I ended up spent and on the floor, his cum dripping from me. Daddy leaned down, whispering that I was his dirty little fuck toy now. And in that moment? I knew I’d do anything for him.