Taboo phone sex fantasies? I have many. I bet you do too. A friend of mine had only one Christmas wish this year. He wanted to explore a rape fantasy he has had for decades. I thought that was something I could help him with. I just had no idea his fantasy would be so violent. I gave him the key to my place. Not knowing when he might sneak into my place added a sense of excitement to the scenario. Last night, I was deep asleep when he yanked me out of bed. He flipped me over as I was wiping the sleep from my eyes. I heard him take his belt off. Seconds later, I felt the belt across my back and ass. He didn’t hold back. I whimpered and cried with every whack. That was nothing. He had his hands around my neck tightly, strangling me as he fucked my ass raw. He was grunting like an animal. A sweaty, horny animal that couldn’t get enough of my tight ass. When he nutted inside me, I passed out from the lack of oxygen. He slapped me back awake and thanked me for making his dark fantasy come true. Can I make yours cum true too?
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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasy
Sadistic Phone Sex With Santa’s Evil Elf
This time of joy and consumeristic rituals of unholy greed and false piousness is a joy filled time for sadistic phone sex for me. I’m Santa’s very evil sadistic sidekick Elf and I am all about destroying the young brats on the Nice list! If your little ones are good little fucked up brats then I will surely be making a visit and destroying their dreams of sugar plum fairies with a nightmare of rape fantasies of snuff and glee. The first brat on my list will be a part of my Winter Solstice initiation ceremony where I will have six special cocks to destroy their little anuses and pussies. I want cries. screams, and blood to flow like the sounds of a good devilish sacrifice should have. You just best hope it isn’t your fuck spawns turn first as they will get the worst of the nights evil doings since we have the initial sacrifice to open the portal of hell and allow me to play a Bathory moment of a blood bath for my opening ceremony.
Ended With Snuff Porn
As usual I walked right into my own damnation when I entered the casting for a ditzy blonde whore that gets gangbanged to death. I was a white girl amongst a bunch of escaped convicts that were on death row for manslaughter that consisted of deadly rape fantasies. The thought of such a fictional -in my little mind it could not be real- kind of starring role as the victim. I play victim so fucking well that I was able to sway the producers to instantly take me to the shoot location in an old abandoned prison. Then again it could simply be that I was the dumbest hot broad that showed up for the role. I received the invite for this snuff porn slid under my apartment door that morning.
Showing up I was disoriented as I found some nice wine in a basket at my door and took to trying it and some of the snacks before leaving. Upon arriving I was blurry visioned sweaty and a little tipsy. The camera man helped me out of my clothes and I had five guys surrounding me laughing as they tugged at my tits, pushed and grabbed at me. I was being man handled and they could smell the moisture growing between my legs. They shoved my face down in a old mattress and started ripping my ass and cunt open with the multiple of cocks penetrating me in a gangbang rape porn scene.. They were so big and they were hurting me grabbing my neck and choking me as their cocks penetrated every orifice. I couldn’t breathe and was getting strangled. It was surely the end of me but I knew I was cumming like mad all over those cocks.
snuff porn addict
My boyfriend became quite the snuff porn addict. He would spend all day smoking bowls and getting high. He wouldn’t stop jerking till he would cum all over the place. I knew it was a matter of time he would take his aggression out on me. As much as I wanted to be a supportive girlfriend I didn’t want to have to be subjected to all the pain he was trying to inflict on me. One day I came home from work and I saw him jerking his cock watching the most grotesque snuff stuff. I saw the shift in his eyes and knew he had been brewing with all kinds of sick thoughts. I knew it was over for me. He was going to get his wish whether I agreed or not. He was going to make me his rag doll and torture me till he was satisfied. He did just that. I was taking load after load and letting him prolapse my tight ass. I couldn’t say no my whole existence was for his pleasure.
Home Invasion Phone Sex Story
Do you like home invasion phone sex stories? I have one to get your cock hard. I was working at the strip club the other night. I was making great money too. I learned how to pick up tips with my cunt. There was a total creeper stalking me all night at the club. He didn’t want a lap dance. In fact, when I asked, he told me he doesn’t pay whores. I figured he was just a pissed off man who couldn’t get a woman as hot as me. That was what I thought until I woke up in the middle of the night with him staring at me from the edge of my bed. I screamed as loud as I could, but my screams were soon muffled by his hands. He hogtied me, but not before he ripped off my clothes. He reiterated that he doesn’t pay whores and added, “I don’t need to pay a whore like you because I can just take what I want.” He then forced his cock in my ass. He wasn’t using lube because he insisted a dirty stripper whore would be wet from pain anyway. He almost choked me too. It was rough sex, but not consensual. I was counting down the seconds until it was over. I tried to get my head somewhere else as his fat sweating body was humping me. I wasn’t sure if he would kill me or not. He let me live, but he warned me about telling a sole because he knew where I worked and where I lived. He added that he was a rich attorney, and no one would believe a stripper whore was assaulted. He was right. I just prayed he would not pay me a visit again. Do you have rape phone sex fantasies too?
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
I will admit that I have rape phone sex fantasies. Most women do but must women don’t get off when they are really attacked. Something is extremely wrong with me. This I know! I was with a girlfriend earlier in the week. I had to clean up and act classy for a performance of Phantom of the Opera. I am a suburban housewife. I can clean up when I need too. I was in a full length dress. My friend and I had our hair and nails done for the occasion. After the show, I snuck backstage to see if I could meet the Phantom. His voice was amazing. I was a tad star struck. I didn’t get far enough behind stage before a man grabbed me and pulled me into a maintenance type closet. I thought it was security at first. I was clearly trespassing. The masked man ripped my dress. He put his hand around my mouth and force fucked me. He shoved his cock up my ass with an intensity I had not experienced yet. His hands slowly moved down to my throat and started choking me. Choking the life out of me. This was no rape fantasy. This was the real thing and I was scared. But he noticed I was wet. He called me a skanky old whore for liking the assault. He was right. I had no idea who this masked attacker was. He was violent, and I was wet. Wet from the pain, wet from the assault. I am more than just a taboo phone sex whore. I am a sick twisted bitch who enjoys being assaulted and used. After he came inside me, he removed the mask and spit in my face. I recognized him as the bartender that was making my drinks all night. He told me if I told a sole, he would kill me. I used my debit card, so he has my information. I would never tell anyone but you. I am hoping he comes and finds me at home soon. It was a wicked hot force fuck.
Snuff Porn Star
Master says we need to handpick the best little whores to make into our snuff porn stars. We pick the most deserving piggy whores to violate, abuse, torture and fuck. Master hasn’t yet let me out on my own to pick him fresh meat yet, but he brings them back for us to play with. This one particular whore he brought back to us was this awful popular girl from my school that used to bully me and taunt me relentlessly.
At first, I was horrified but then I remembered all the times her and her friends would spit on me and call me names. She tried to beg us to let her go. The little bitch even tried to play on my emotions by telling me that she missed me and that everyone was still out there looking for me. But I didn’t believe her venomous lies. We tied that little skank up and had her stretched out. Her little whore tits were tied so tightly, they became purple. I wanted them to die slowly just like she was about to.
Master had the rope wrapped tightly around her through as he skull fucked every last breath out of her. I watch and became so wet watching the bitch struggle for air. I rubbed my throbbing pussy and clamped my clit while I watched Master suffocate her with his cock. It’s what the bitch deserved.
Snuffed Out in the Shower
He just loved hearing my screams as he fulfilled his ass rape fantasies, and choked me out with the shower curtain. It was all just a completely normal day in this hell hole I call my foster home. I got home from school I was beyond relieved when I found I was the only one home. Normally I fear to shower or get changed because I know my foster daddy and brother are always lurking, waiting to use and abuse my little teen holes. I decided that it was the perfect opportunity to take a long hot shower. I stripped out of my tiny cheer uniform, and left it laying on the bathroom floor. I started running the water trying to get it to the idea temperature, but that’s when he barged in. My foster brother must have been hiding somewhere in the house. He came into the bathroom and locked the both of us in. I knew there was no point in fighting him, he easily over powered me, and if I screamed it would just attract the attention of my foster father, it would have become a tag team match. He gripped me up by hair, and threw me into the skin melting shower. He wrapped the shower curtain around my throat, and he kept tightening. Right when it felt like the world was falling away from me, he loosened his hold, and jammed his cock into my used up teen ass. He just kept choking and fucking me. At some point I must have passed out because when I woke up I was in a freezing cold shower covered in cum and bruises.
Choked
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.
Gangbang Rape Porn for Drugs
Gangbang rape porn stars are everywhere, even in the suburbs. I am a soccer mom by day and a dirty gangbang whore at night. I put my sons to bed, and I slither out to the seedy part of town. My husband has a tight string on my money because he knows I will just put any he gives me up my nose. I learned a long time ago that I don’t need money for coke if I am willing to let men degrade and use me. There is this dirty bookstore in the red-light district of town. Men hang out late at night waiting for whores like me to come in needing a fix. From pot to heroin, a girl can get whatever she wants from the customers for a price. The amount of coke I wanted required a lot from me. They know I am a junkie soccer mom, so they make me earn my fix the old-fashioned way. About ten men agreed to give me the coke I needed if I would film a dirty snuff porn with them. I couldn’t say no. The owner of the bookstore uses his place for underground dark adult movies. I was stripped naked and fucked like a dirty animal. The floor where perverts jack off watching dirty films was my stage. Cocks came at me from all angles. A couple dicks in a hole at a time was just foreplay. They wanted my holes gaped wide and bloody. One guy kept strangling me while his buddies rammed their dicks up my cunt. I would pass out, then someone would slap me, and I would wake back up. I didn’t think it would last long, but those men wanted to use me up. They were brutal in their fucking too. I couldn’t walk by the time they were done with me. The bookstore owner tossed me a bag of coke, spit in my face and told me to take my skank ass home. When you are a taboo phone sex whore, you let men do whatever that want to you.