Bondage phone sex sounds tame at first. It is often Fifty Shades of Gray; however, when you are a dirty whore like me, it is never tame. I woke up in a basement yesterday morning. I was naked and tied up. That is not the name of a reality show. It is my life. I hang with an unsavory crowd. I am related to an unsavory crowd too. My step son hates me. Always has and likely will never grow to like me. He can be a sadistic son of a bitch when he wants to be. He had some gambling debts he couldn’t resolve, so he sold me to some mob wannabe loan sharks to settle a debt. These boys were Guido types with no regard for human life. My step son told them to make a snuff porn with me and use the profits to settle his debt. I am not sure how I got from my place to this basement, but I am sure I was drugged somehow. I pleaded for them to let me go. I tried to appeal to their love for their mother but that didn’t work. If anything, it made them want to hurt me more. They whipped me. They used electric shock on me until I was drenched in sweat and piss. They punched me. They force fucked my ass. I asked if they were going to kill me. I honestly thought they had every intention of snuffing me out. One of them told me they planned to rent my body out for abuse, so they could maximize the profit off my body. “Men pay good money to do anything to an old whore and get away with it. You’ll be dead soon enough Blair,” he laughed. I think I prefer a swift death over torture sex any day.
Tag: Sadistic phone sex
Snuff and Bondage Phone Sex
Sadistic Blood Drinker
My boyfriend/pimp told me he found a new client. He said the client had a lot of money and I needed to keep him happy. “Keep him happy” means allow the client to do absolutely anything. I was so nervous during the drive to the new clients because my boyfriend has a knack for finding sadistic men. These men get off on hurting women for their own pleasure.
When we finally arrived, my old man gripped my arm and dragged me towards the front door. A man opened the door, he looked like someone’s father at a PTA meeting. He had kind eyes and wore khaki pants with a plaid button-down shirt. He handed my boyfriend an envelope full of cash and my boyfriend pushed me into the house. He walked away, got in his car and headed towards the nearest crack house.
The man told me his name was John and he complimented my beauty. And for a brief second, I thought this man wouldn’t be like the others. But then he rushed towards me like a raging bull and tore my dress off. He saw my large nipples and he got so excited. He started licking and sucking on my breasts. But then the licking and sucking turned into biting and it hurt like hell. I begged him to stop but he wouldn’t until he tasted blood. He pulled his face from my chest with a mouth full of blood. I could tell that he had a huge erection, blood turned him on. He put my bloody tit back in his mouth and kept sucking like a real-life vampire. Tears slid down my face because I was stuck in this vicious cycle of abuse.
Swell My Whore Cunt
Nasty skanks like me need a bit more than rough sex girls like me need to be tortured and beaten until you see blood then fucked in pools of our blood. Cut me please while I’m begging for it down on my knees. I want you to slice my lips and shove your stone hard mushroom head cock into my wounded mouth I bet that will keep your cock nice a moist while I suck through the pain. I want you to slap my bleeding lips with your cock while you pull my hair and make me scream bloody murder. I ache for bad guys really bad guys that scare other girls, those are the ones that I want to fuck the most. I don’t how bad he thinks he is I know I can handle what he’s got for me.
Evil Phone Sex With Queen Aria
Don’t expect anything less than evil phone sex with me, I am a cunt a sadistic one that preys on people’s fears. I don’t ever give a fuck how someone does feel, my pussy just gets wetter and wetter the more pathetic people sound and look. I have a couple that comes over and ugh I don’t know why these stupid pieces of shit keep coming. I rent out a space and this time i am dressing up like a clown and having them run through a fun house. I have a couple guys also dressed up like clowns. They start running and she trips, I start laughing into a microphone and she is scared. One of my guys pulls her in and fucks her mouth leaving jizz on her chin. The one that can get through the fastest isn’t going to be tortured, I was watching from my camera room while getting my fat pussy eaten. I was having a great time watching them be cut and fucked even him. I came so hard from the fear and cries, I walked out to end in my attire and told them one more thing before they go and my guys came up behind them and fucked both up the ass and then slit their throats.
Hot Date
I had this particular hot date the other night. He was such an evil son of a bitch. I have known him thru the years but this was the first time we had actually gotten together to do a little fucking. We were at a group dinner with some friends. And he and I just started chatting. We realized that we have a lot in common. Like he likes to torture a whore and I like to be tortured. He even fantasies about killing a bitch after days of torment. I almost creamed my panties right there in the restaurant. I dream of being snuffed out after days of endless pain and endless torture that makes my cunt squirt and squirt.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies My Fate Is Locked
My fate gets locked in every time I take a call and some of my favorites involve rape phone sex fantasies that ultimately lead to my demise. Yeah, I’m a twisted little bitch or bimbo that actually gets off only when put in the most compromising of positions that are really tend to lead me into some form of rabbit hole of a twisted dream or nightmare. I have been beat so black and blue and strangled to the point of involuntarily cumming like a beast fucking some tight young snatch. Fuck the thought of being fantasy raped by some huge beast really gets my juices flowing just knowing I will end up with my holes ripped wide open and bleeding me to my death. I’m so fucking horny right now i better pop over to the porn movies of animated beasts or filthy fairy tales.
Blow-up Doll
Most women love giving their man a blowjob, most of the time it’s done out of love. But my old man can turn it into a punishment. It doesn’t take much to piss him off, he has a very short fuse. Last night, I didn’t do something fast enough and it angered him. He forced me down on my knees and made me suck his cock for 3 whole hours. He loves to edge, he made suck his dick until he felt like he was going to cum, then he pushed me away. After a few moments, he motioned for me to start sucking again. For three whole hours, he forced me to please him like a sex slave. After the first hour on my knees, pleasing him turned sadistic. To him I’m no longer a woman, I’m a sex toy… a blow-up doll. If I try to resist, he would hit me. I suck, and suck, and suck until he finally fills my cheeks with semen. I swallow because I need nourishment to quench my thirst. My lips hurt from sucking and swelled twice their size. He gets off on being cruel but I don’t have the strength to leave.
Delicious Dish of Snuff Phone Sex Served Hot
Intrigued by snuff phone sex are we? Maybe you have a true evil streak that borderlines a serial killer like desire for another kind of jerk off fantasies. No one ever understood you and you really couldn’t let others in on what really goes on in that head of yours. I bet you sit and fantasize about severed body parts and the things you could do with some dumb mute. I would even go so far as to surmise that you often think about human flesh delicacies like those sweet nipples on that Hooker last night or the huge clit of the neighbor you fantasy raped recently. Well my darkling I think you need to get something evil brewing for that spunk to flow. I’m you apprentice or you can be mine with the desire you wish to fulfill brought to me.
Torture
I was tied down by my wrists and ankles today and whipped severely with a belt. Sam an old friend was just fired and needed a pain slut worthless body to take out his anger. He showed up at my door unannounced and grabbed me by my hair dragging me to my bedroom where he tied my ass up. And starting whipping me. He didn’t say a mother fucking word just kept hitting and hitting me. My flesh was tearing open and blood was trickling down my body. Welts were appearing all over my flesh. I snot, drool, and tears, all coming from my face. I squirmed and screamed and squirted my cum every time the belt made contact with my open wounds.
Payback with Torture Sex
He said it was going to be torture sex. He wouldn’t tell me his name. He said that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that I paid for being a bitch and a man stealer. He knew every sordid detail of my salacious life. I offered him money, but he was already paid handsomely. He tied me to a chair with leather restraints. I was stripped naked. He commented about my big whore titties. I started to scream, but before I could scream too long, he put my panties in my mouth to muffle me. With a sinister grin on his face, he started talking about how his clients wanted payback. There was no apologizing. He wouldn’t listen to my pleas. Pain was on his mind. He started with several whacks to my big fake tits with a cane. That cane hit my ass a few dozen times too. He affixed weights to my nipples and my clit. I felt like I suddenly had cow udders. Needles pierced my skin. I could feel drops of blood oozing out of my nipples. Drip drip drip. Blood cascading over my tits and pooling in my belly button. More whacks with floggers, paddles and canes all over my body. My skin was turning purple. I was starting to bruise. I was trying to itemize my sins in my head. It was too late to right the wrongs. This was my end. My skin was blistering, bleeding and changing colors from the abuse and torture. His goal was to ruin my big boobs, scar my body, ruin its perfection so I could not steal a man if I wanted to. I thought when he laughed at my ruined body he was done, but this was not just torture, this was snuff sex too. His hands clenched tightly around my throat as he squeezed the life out of me, making sure I knew I was dying for being a whore.