Torture sex is something I am no stranger to as a pain slut. I was a cutter as a young girl. I loved being in control of my pain. Now, I am rarely in control of my pain. I run with a bad crowd. I love bad boys and I have daddy issues, which means I lack good judgement when it comes to men. I met Charles online. It was Tinder, and I was looking for sex. I wasn’t looking for violent sex, however. I don’t always want to be abused, but because of my issues, I don’t judge character well. The signs were there in hindsight that Charles was a sadistic man not looking for casual sex. He didn’t want to fuck, well he didn’t want to fuck gently. He wanted to torture me; he wanted snuff sex. He told me he is in trouble with the law. He fucked some street hooker who lied about her age and she blackmailed him. He assumed the law was on his side because she was a street whore, but he was wrong. He didn’t pay her, and she called the cops. Funny, she was a buxom blonde too, just much younger than me. I should have realized that when he told me the story, that I was going to be the surrogate for his rage. He sodomized me with such force and anger, my asshole prolapsed. He choked me as he fucked me too. I still have purple ligature marks around my neck. I signed up for casual sex, but he wanted to fuck me to death. He damn near came close too. My ass is prolapsed, my neck is purple, and I can barely walk today. Just another day in the life of this fucked up taboo phone sex whore with daddy issues.
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Torture Sex on Tinder
Bondage Phone Sex Upside Down
He told me he was a fan of bondage phone sex. He told me that for my time as his BDSM slave, he would give me a bag of coke. He had me at bag of coke. I am a coke whore. It always leads me down dangerous avenues, however. I should have known better. When I arrived, I was hit over the head. I didn’t see it coming. I woke up hanging upside down, bound in an extremely awkward position. The guy I agreed to meet, was waiting for me with his monster cock out. He skull fucked me while I was dangling in the air upside down. Blood was trickling down my face from the blow to the head. Turns out he enjoyed my blood dripping on his dick. He said blood is great lube. I knew I was in over my head. I thought I was having some BDSM fun not snuff sex. I figured some whips and chains, and restraints, but he was strangling me and fucking me so hard I puked on his dick. Because of the position I was in, I ended up swallowing most of my own puke, which made me puke again. He was laughing at what a disgusting whore I was. I tried to think about the coke, but he was fucking me so hard from an upside-down position that I kept passing out. The head wound compounded my dizzy feeling. Eventually, he grew bored with me. He had cum so much he couldn’t cum anymore. I was dizzy, sore and bleeding from my head, so I was happy to be set free, but that didn’t happen until the next morning. He kept me to mutilate my tits and my clit. This was a far cry from some BDSM fun. It was torture sex.
Twisted Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Most men have rape phone sex fantasies. It just that some men are more violent than others. I like the more violent fantasies. I harbor deep dark desires. Many so taboo, I cannot tell my closest friends for fear they will send me to the psych ward. I have several sides to me, but my strongest side is a submissive whore who struggles to tell dominant men no. I had a what the fuck am I doing moment the other night. I was on a date with a dominant man, but he wasn’t attractive, nor was he rich. The submissive whore side of me struggled to tell him no. The gfe side of me was like what the fuck, this guy is a total loser. I excused myself to the restroom and never came back. I ditched him at the restaurant because I don’t like confrontation. I forgot he knows where I live. He broke down the door in the middle of the night in a rage because I left him. He had fire in his eyes. Before I could call 911 or grab my baseball bat, he had me in a choke hold and was forcing his cock in my mouth. It was rough oral with some strangulation phone sex moves. He was skull fucking me and choking me. I saw him eye my baseball bat and I knew I was in trouble. He reached over my head with his free hand and grabbed it. He was so angry, I thought he might beat me to death. Instead, he sodomized my ass with it while he continued to crush my windpipe. He was calling me names and making me apologize to him for being a worthless cunt. Suddenly, he was more appealing to me. I know. I am a twisted bitch. He went from dominant to sadistic and my cunt got uber wet.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Strangulation phone sex is what he wanted. He started his career strangling small animals like most serial killers. Now, he has a taste for strangling whores. He was waiting for me outside the club when I got off. I never saw it coming. He had his hands around my neck until I passed out. I woke up in a room naked. I was tied up with a ball gag in my mouth. We were not alone. He had a few friends with him, men and women. They all had that look that told me I was in big trouble. They took turns strangling me until I passed out, then they revived me. I think I might have died at some point because I saw a white light right before I was brought back awake with CPR. They got off on making me pass out just to slap me back awake. The women joked that they had all the power. I was pissing myself. Finally, they stopped strangling me. I thought I was safe and would be released now that they had their fun. That was not the case. That was foreplay to them. I was their snuff porn project. They gangbanged my ass until it prolapsed. They carved their initials in my flesh so I would never forget what they did to me. I asked why me and the ring leader said, “Why not you whore?”
Schoolgirl gets punished
My teacher is very strict. All of us are terrified of making him angry. When he told me to stay after class today, I was so afraid I almost peed my panties. He told me I had done terribly on a test and I needed to be punished. I begged him not to and that I would study harder, but he was already taking off his belt and bending me over the side of his desk. Tears were streaming down my face as I felt my panties yanked down and the belt hit me. He hit me over and over again no matter how hard I screamed. When he was done with his savage beating, my ass was a bruised and bleeding mess, and my panties were soaked with blood. He turned me around and put his hands around my neck as he forced his cock into my pussy. He was still fucking me as my vision went black and I passed out from lack of oxygen.
Fuck Meat: Prey for Violent Phone Sex
I used to be the trophy whore of a kingpin drug dealer but that didn’t last. He pimped me out to the most horrific situations to get my pussy and ass mutilated. These situations went from me being fucked by anything they felt like fucking me with or shove up my holes. My dad started it all for me with his brutal ways of abusing me and making me a fuck meat rag doll. I get fucked to my death, sliced up and fantasy raped with blades, guns and clubs. My pussy becomes prolapsed, my ass follows after some mad ass gaping pounding with huge black dicks, and my throat slit. I pray this is the end and they let me go, but I am resurrected like a mother fucking Christ and the torturous fucking nightmare continues. The number of orgasms I get during these interludes of violence, torture and murder are sinfully delicious, I am the delicious prey you need to take out your frustrations on.
Won’t you please destroy me completely?
Bengay covered cock
Your cock is burning with Bengay and it’s only making my pathetic little cunt gush out even wetter. My tube of Bengay is practically empty, I have been shoving all of it up inside of my asshole and deep into my slutty snuff cunt. My internal vaginal and rectal walls are on fire, they literally are burning like crazy! It’s such a sexy sensation though, I love how my body tingles while it overdoses on Bengay, hehe. I slide my skanky pussy to the edge of the bed and spread my legs open wide while I have you watch all of that creamy Bengay slip & slide in and out of me as I masturbate. I get down on the floor on all fours with my mirror underneath me, it’s the perfect view to watch my holes get finger-banged. I love being a Bengay smothered mistress, I can do anything that I want with that numb cock of yours. My throat can’t feel a thing. I love gagging on your dick while it’s deep into my esophagus! It’s perfect for us to have strangulation phone sex together, you can wrap your hands around my throat while you skull fuck me. Plug my nose with your fingers so that I can’t gasp for air while you have sex with my mouth!
A Bad Seed
Things are getting worse ever since Todd moved back in with my mom he’s being disgusting but even more twisted than usual. Todd is always saying that there is something in our family house that has scared him half to death. My mom and dad are incredibly religious that makes it even worse because Todd is not religious at all he rebelled a long time ago right along with me. I went my way and became a gore-loving slut whore who gets fucked by guys whenever I want to. Todd is more of a secret horror enthusiast he doesn’t even like to tell people about his ghoulish nature. Todd was a fucking maniac last night he went into my mother’s room while she was asleep and he did something you would never believe. I always knew that my little brother was a bit more eccentric with himself. My little brother liked to cut up things at first he started with my dollies cutting off their heads cutting holes into their private parts cutting their little toes off and stuffing them into those holy new vaginas. That was my brother a real piece of sadistic work. What he did to Mommy it was unbearable, but I liked it. Poor Mommy, she should have known that she had a creature on her hands she should have known that was all she could breed was sadistic sexual Satanist creatures. I blame it all on Mommy because I love my brother and I’m so proud of him, he’s an artist. After what my genius brother did to Mommy we joined up, and now we are a team, treachery Incorporated and we’re the best at what we do. I’ll bet you thought that I had a problem with my brothers disgusting vulgar fiendish ways, but I guess you guessed wrong.
Strangulation Phone Sex
Strangulation phone sex fantasies consume me. I am an erotic asphyxiation girl. I get a rush from blocking my breathing as I masturbate. I am often found with purple rings around my throat. I use scarves, ties and belts, whatever I can to get that euphoric feeling before I orgasm. Last night, I wanted something more, so I went to an asphyxiation club. It’s an underground club only. The patrons are vetted by the owner to keep out criminals and cops. I found this one guy who made my cunt wet with a glance. He put his hand around my throat like I would a big fat dick. He wanted me to know he could crush my larynx with a squeeze. He was the one. We got a private room. He chained me up and put a vibrator on my clit. Holy fuck that vibe was moving a mile a minute on my clit. It was hard not to just cum then. He could see I was near orgasm and he tightened his grip. It was such a tight grip that I passed out. I woke back up with him skull fucking me. His hands still around my throat, I was struggling to breathe again. This time the orgasm was his. He dumped a huge load in my mouth, then tossed me across the room. He was done with me. I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes were blood shot and my neck purple. I’m so glad this club is here. Makes erotic asphyxiation hotter with a partner.
Strangulation Phone Sex Has a Strong Pull
There’s no denying seeing a bimbo like me a male of your status feels an overwhelming desire for strangulation phone sex to get the aggression out of how worked up you get over me. You get these damned visions in your sleep of just going at me and bludgeoning me in the head while fantasy rapining my ass. I’m naked and these huge tits of mine drive you wild as you watch them bounce. You’re so worked up when you awaken that you nearly take it all out on your wife as you fuck her so hard that you can’t bust a nut unless you could strangle the cunt. You nearly wrap your hands around her neck but pull out and take off. Driving down the road still adrenaline pumping you see me walking and obviously a little tipsy. You pick me up and realize you have the perfect victim to play out that sick twisted fantasy and smile nice and big as I get in. How do things proceed?