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Snuff: Have It Your Way

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I would like to ask you all something.  If you could snuff someone in anyway you would want and you know you would completely get away with it … How would you do it. I actually really want to know, even if we never have spoken before email me, or comment on it.  You of course do not have to use your real name.  I want you to feel free to just get it out there without any sort of repercussions.  

Mine would be the following: Janice D., a stupid cunt from my school days.  I really hated her, but I loved her body.  She was a bitch, but a hot bitch.  Now you might be thinking she was popular, one of those “mean girls”, but nope.  She wasn’t popular at all.  She was just always on the rag or something.  Not once do I recall seeing her smile, or laughing.  She would just mope around, and if someone tried to talk to her she would just ignore them then look at them like they weren’t even there.  Pretty fucking rude if you ask me.

Maybe she was having problems at home, who the hell knows, and who the hell cares.  Maybe her Daddy was sticking Legos up her pussy for punishment, or her Mom was feeding her shit sandwiches.  I didn’t really care for the why, but anyone that miserable doesn’t deserve to breath.  They are just taking up space, breathing precious oxygen, and just being an eyesore.  

I would take her to a fun house (I have a thing for fun houses, have since I was super young).  One that was in operation.  I would tie that cunt up just like she was about to be drawn and quartered.  I would make sure the ropes were so tight that they dislocated the hips and shoulders before they were tied off.  Just to get the screaming going.  Before doing all that, I would have paid a shit ton of homeless tweekers to show up throughout the night.  Then right there, under those flashing strobe lights, and clacking of the cars she would be fucked over and over.  I would be on the side dripping acid on her tits while she is continually violated. 

Then after the fucking was done, I would get between her legs and splash that acid all over that freshly fucked pussy of hers.  I can almost see the smoke and hear the slight sizzle as it eats into her skin.  Right before I left, I would dump the rest of it down her throat then just leave her there for the people who ran the ride to find.  Yeah I have thought about this a lot, why do you ask? lol 

Now, it’s your turn.  I look forward to hearing about all the delicious details.

Choked

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I can’t cum unless I’m being beaten, force fucked, tortured, or abused in some way during sex.This makes me feel so guilty even though it makes my pussy so wet. I decided to schedule and appointment with a therapist and see if he could help me become more like a normal girl. 

I went to his office and sat on a couch in front of him and began to tell him about my dark and wicked desires. About how the only thing that gets my pussy wet and clit throbbing is when I’m in pain somehow or when I’m being humiliated and abused. I told him about the sick and nasty things I’ve done or let men do to me, like going to glory holes and sucking cock after cock or being a cum slut for my daddy and his friends. While I was talking and telling him about these things, I could feel my panties getting moist. The more I described my desires, the wetter I became. My therapist listened to me with rapt interest and never said a word, just jotted a few things down. That’s when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Seeing that sent me into a frenzy of desire. I spread my legs on the couch and leaned back and began to play with my dripping cunt. He continued to watch me for a while before standing up and walking over to his desk and pulling out a rope. He stepped behind me and wrapped the rope around my neck. He tightened more and more until it felt like my eyes would pop. The whole time, my cunt was on fire with desire. He continued to tighten it until my vision went black and I passed out. 

When I awoke, I was laying naked on the floor of his office. There were huge bruises and burns on my neck from where the rope had been. My pussy was swollen and sore, and when I moved a trickle of blood and cum flowed out. He had choked me out and then had his way with my limp lifeless body and then left me to wake up naked and alone on the cold floor. On the ground next to me was a business card with an appointment scheduled for next week. 

Punishment

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I’ve been bad. Master says I need to learn manners. I’ve been trying tirelessly to escape but every time I’m found, they inflict harsh punishment on my pussy and asshole. I don’t know why I still try, maybe if I am a good slave, they’d be nicer. But I doubt it. Because even when I’m being the perfect piggy fuck slave, they leave my cunt throbbing in pain and my asshole bleeding. I won’t lie, I’ve begun to maybe even like it a little. My body involuntarily writhes in orgasm after orgasm no matter how rough they are. My cunt has been conditioned to enjoy it. Yesterday, I tried to run again. Master did not like this one bit. He dragged me by my hair into the filthy bathroom and pissed into the fecal ridden toilet. He forced me onto the floor and shoved my head deep into the revolting water. I struggled for air as he shoved his cock deep inside my asshole reopening wounds and scratches deep inside my rosebud. I struggled for air and just when I began to feel as if I would pass out, he’d pull my head back out to catch what little air I could then force me back in. My face and hair dripped with shit and piss as he violently destroyed my asshole. My knees scraped on the concrete floor. And once again, my cunt throbbed in painful orgasm. Over and over again.

Gangbang Rape Porn Star

gangbang rape pornYou watch gangbang rape porn, don’t you? You like watching women get sodomized, covered in cum and used for the pleasure of men. I love making dirty little films. I don’t really make them for fun. Usually, I do them to score some drugs or money to buy drugs. Last night, I made one just because I was too fucked up to know what the fuck was going on. Seriously, I was high on some pure cocaine that I got from some black men. I guess after watching me get high, they decided to have some fun. The only way I knew that was that I woke up covered in cum and they left me a video on my phone. I entertained about a dozen black men. My ass is showing it too. It prolapsed. There are pics of them pulling on my prolapse like it was a tail. At one point, there was a zip tie on my prolapsed ass. They put coke on it and sniffed it off. WTF? How do I not remember any of it? I guess it has been awhile since I have had that good of coke, but according to the video, I earned it and then some.  They fucked the crap out of me, stretched my holes with their big black cocks. They came on me, punched me, pissed on me and passed me around like candy. From the look on my face, I enjoyed every moment, even the pain. I am such a sick bitch.

Face Fucking Whore

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You pushed me down on the ground. My knees slamming into the warehouse concrete hard. I heard my knee caps crack as my entire body weight landed on the small sesamoid bones. I could feel the pain of my broken knee caps radiating through my legs. There’s no way I’d be able to stand anytime soon, maybe ever again. You led me around by my hair like a dog you wanted to punish. Each movement with my knees made me cry out in pain. How can you be so cruel? I know I deserve this. Then, with your hand around my throat and tears streaming down my face, you pulled out your big cock and started fucking my whore mouth over and over. You were merciless. Tears, saliva, covered your dick and the floor. Then you stopped mid thrust, with your cock gagging me and started stuffing your balls in my mouth. I could feel my lips cracking being forced open so wide. Why are you doing this to me?

Force Fucked Sex Slave

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I woke up in the dark room once again, my cunt throbbing and bleeding. Everyday something new happens and I don’t know how much longer I can last. My master came into the room and stripped off my soiled clothes. He then tightly tied rope around my arms and behind my back, “You’ll be having some visitors today.” He whispered in my ear as he tightly wrapped the rough rope around my arms. It was so tight I could feel my circulation being restricted. Multiple dark figures entered the room and I was pushed up on the dirty mattress exposing my raw cunt and asshole. One by one each man came and used me as their little fucktoy. I had multiple men inside me enacting their devious rape fantasies and destroying my holes. I screamed in pain but the louder I screamed, the rougher they fucked. I had cigarettes burned on my skin and the rope rubbed my flesh raw. I was left bloodied and trembling. Blood soaked cum spilled out of my trembling cunt as I softly cried.

Pain Slut

Bloody phone sexEver since I was a teenager and got my first beating from my first boyfriend I knew then I was a pain slut. He got mad at me and almost killed me beating the shit out of me. He was punching and kicking. Spitting on me and degrading me with such dirty kinky names. Picking my worthless body up and throwing me around like a rag doll. Then without warning, he ripped off my clothes and fucked the shit out of my broken bruised body. My cunt was a sloppy wet fucking mess the entire time. And when he realized I was enjoying the beating and the forced hard fucking he was giving me and he laughed and said he always knew I was a fucking worthless whore.

Captive Slut

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I woke up in a strange house, my pussy and ass were throbbing in pain and I was covered in bruises and welts. The room around me looked like a dungeon and my arms and feet were tied up. A man in black cloaking approached me and I begged to know where I was. He slapped me across the face to silence me and I began sobbing. My pussy throbbed in pain and I could feel the trickle of blood and cum gush out of it. “I am your master. You shall only call me master and do as I say.” He told me I was now his Captive Slut and I sobbed more and more begging for answers. He angrily pulled me by my hair and pushed me down on my knees, “SILENCE. If you cannot keep your fucking mouth shut, I shall shut it for you.” He pulled out his large cock and grabbed my head, forcing me to take the full length down my throat. Tears sprang from my eyes as I gagged on his enormous cock. I could barely breathe as he violently face fucked me. I suddenly felt the urge to vomit, his cock was shoved so far down my throat it could barely escape from my mouth. When he came, he forced me to lick the cum and vomit off his cock and then lick it up from the disgusting floor. I must obey my master.  

Tuam Memento Mori

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Is it just me. or does anyone else think of Demons when you see, or hear Latin? Not a bad thing to think of after all, they are pretty cool when you think about it.  Now onto the topic of this blog, Tuam Memento Mori -Remember Your Death is what it translates to.  I like to think that when someone who I have helped pass over that they remember what happened, and that the fear, pain, and sadness lasts for their eternity.  Although I do not particularly believe in the after life, but hey, you never know.  

All those tender pussies, ripped apart between the legs of some little slut that was asking for it, and remembering me.  Those uppity bitches who needed to die because they cheated on their husbands, those fuckers who hurt someone and that person wanted pay back.  Anybody who I have had a hand in ending just floating around with the damage and pain still fresh.  I hope it makes their afterlife excruciating.  I hope that some how they are able to hold onto a little piece of me, like a loved one who wears a locket of a family member long gone.

However, the way I remember their deaths is with a sick satisfaction, a happiness if you will.  I relive every second of every screamed filled session, basking in the knowledge that I caused that pain and I have to admit, that does make my pussy rather wet.  Sometimes I go out and pick up someone to have a quick fuck.  I tend to freak guys out though because I will have them beg, or  plead, or scream for me, some of them will do it, other’s won’t and get scared.  I just think it makes it better when I’m riding them hard (I am always on top) and see them either get into it, or watch as they try to stop and I won’t let them and fuck them anyway.

Rape phone sex fantasies can get real dark

rape phone sex fantasiesI swear every man I meet has rape phone sex fantasies about me. There is just something about me that attracts bad boys. Last night, I attracted sadistic boys. I was clubbing with my friends when this guy bought me a fancy drink. I didn’t want to be rude, so I drank it. I guess it is not wise to take drinks from strangers. He roofied me because I was drinking and dancing with my girlfriends, then I was in some dark and damp basement, surrounded by guys. When I asked where I was and what was going on, the guy that bought me the tainted drink, slapped my face hard. He told me to be quiet and I would live. Something in his voice told me he was not lying.  After that, I couldn’t talk if I wanted too because my mouth was stuffed with cock. They were skull fucking me so hard, I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head. My pussy was wet. I thought to myself what the fuck is wrong with me? When they started passing me around like a party favor, I was scared and turned on. They used up my cunt and ass. Fucked me every which way they could distort my body. By the time they were done ravaging my body with their cocks, they pissed on me and joked. They said they were simply cleaning up a cum dumpster whore. They left me there on floor, naked, cold and smelling like a toilet. No clothes or cash, I had to hitch a ride home. That is a story for another day.