Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Most men do. So do most women. I have plenty of them. My favorite lately, however, has been this recurring violent wet dream I have about a home invasion. I wake up in the middle of the night to see a man standing over me in a mask. I scream and he holds a knife to my throat. I beg for him not to hurt me because my boys are sleeping in the other room. He orders me up and has me wake the boys. They are so scared for their mother. He fucks me brutally in front of the boys, but that is not the worst thing he does to me. He makes them fuck me too. He makes my own sons his accomplice in his gangbang rape porn fantasy. I am screaming and crying. I am trying to tell my boys its okay and they do not need to be scared. They are enjoying it. In fact, they are cumming in my ass and pussy hard. I beg this man to stop and just leave. I even promise him that I will never tell another sole what he has done. I also stress that I cannot even identify him. I mean I do not even know who my attacker is. He starts choking me to shut up. My boys are really getting into fucking me too. They start calling me names and yelling at me to shut the fuck up. My boys are loving fucking me. I wake up from my Home invasion phone sex fantasy and I am fucking super wet. Maybe you might want to break into my house late at night and make my sons fuck me while you jack off. I am pretty sure my boys and me would love it.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Going to the Snuff Movies
Watching snuff movies turns me on but making them makes me wet. I am not the Nicolas Sparks kind of gal nor a chick flick chick. Movies like the “The Notebook,” or “While You Were Sleeping,” make me homicidal. I love movies, but I need violence, blood, and torture to really enjoy a film. Movies like “Hostel” and “Saw,” are more my speed, and of course homemade snuff flicks. I was in the snuff kind of mood. I wanted a teen twit. I did something, I rarely do. I went to the movies to hunt for a snuff star. I bought a ticket to a retro showing of the insipid, “The Notebook.” I knew I could find some lovelorn teen there. It was a mixed audience of young and old sap asses. I set my eyes on the one teen girl. She was a little pudgy and nerdy looking. Likely, sappy romance movies are the closest she will ever get to love. I followed her after the show. Once, I knew she was alone, I came up behind her and I drugged her with some chloroform near her car. She had on a high school jacket, so she was likely that sweet teen age. I pushed her into her car and drove her to my kill shack in the woods. The place where I make my snuff porn. I tied her to a table and stripped her naked. I put mouse traps to her pussy lips and pins in her clit. I fucked her with a baseball bat and burnt her cunt with cigarettes. I like torturing young flesh. Her screams, her tears, the sight of her blood made me cum hard. She was still alive, but not for much longer. She saw her last film. The only thing that would have made it better was you as my accomplice to fuck her dying and dead body.
Ass Rape Porn and Strangulation
Ass rape porn sluts like me are in high demand. I hooked up with a man last night who was into erotic asphyxiation. Have you tried it before? I love breath play as I am cumming because it heightens my orgasm. He fucked me in the ass while choking me. As he was sodomizing me, he was also crushing my windpipe. My pussy was gushing down my leg because I am a nasty freak. I was so turned on. I was high of course, but I could feel my eyes bulging and going bloodshot from the pressure of his strong hands around my neck. It is erotic to lose consciousness while getting your asshole ravaged. Knowing you might not be revived by the man fucking you is intoxicating to a pain slut and a risk junkie.
Things got as close to me dying as they ever have last night. His grip did not loosen as I came. I think he was so lost in the sensation of my tight ass that he forgot he was choking the life out of me. He had been watching snuff movies all day for inspiration and got lost in ways to really kill me. He dragged me by my hair to the bedroom. He tossed me on my bed. I figured he was in the mood to ravage my cunt too. He wanted to choke me some more. He took off his belt looking at me with an evil grin. He wrapped his black belt around my neck and continued to fuck my ass from behind. His belt was so tight around my throat, I could not breathe. Suddenly, the room was spinning, and I was seeing floaters. I do not remember anything else because I lost consciousness. I woke up this morning with huge purple marks across my neck. I had finger mark bruises around my neck too. My eyes were bloodshot, and I had purple bags under my eyes. I woke up with cum in my ass too. My date was gone, but I was alive. One of these days I will not survive strangulation phone sex.
Evil phone sex slut Stephanie
Boss man had another job for me today. He knows he can count on his favorite, evil phone sex slut to help him, no matter what. Today, he had his heart set on this pair of young twin sluts he had seen in his neighborhood. After hearing how old they were, I knew it would be easy to lure them into getting into my car with me. I pulled up as they were washing their car in the skimpiest little bikinis. These stupid little whores are going to learn a lesson about dressing slutty and prancing around. I got out of my car and asked if they could help me find my lost puppy. I showed them a random picture that I found on the internet and the stupid sluts fell for it! They hopped right into my car, giggling and laughing and determined to help find my little pet. They didn’t seem to notice when I turned out of the neighborhood and started driving them to their untimely fate. By the time we got to the warehouse, where the bossman was waiting for me, the little sluts were starting to worry about where I had taken them. I can’t tell you exactly what he did to those tiny bitches but I can tell you that I was so fucking wet, listening to the blood curdling screams as he snuffed them out. Bossman got his fill, but I’m still in the mood to play…
Accomplice Phone Sex Partner
Accomplice phone sex is my favorite. Why? That is simple to answer. Because I am not the victim! When I am your accomplice, we are focused on hurting someone else. I can sit here and tell you that because I am a submissive whore, I am just going along with a master to stay alive. It used to be that it was survival of the fittest kind of thinking, but that has changed. I like being the helper. I am very good at luring away young ones from the mall or the park. Justin is one of my masters. He has this predilection for young boys. I thought I was luring a little boy away for him so he could fuck his little boy ass. Maybe suck on his hairless willy. That was part of it, but when I brought the boy back to his place, he made me do things to the boy. I did not want to play with a little boy. I like big cock. He told me that I would die violently and extremely painfully if I did not do as instructed. I started sucking the boy’s pee pee. He pissed in my face. The boy was scared and not willing to be molested, so master had to restrain him. I sat on his face and made him eat my pussy and ass. I fingered his little boy butthole. I did everything master told me to do, even insert the boy’s arm in my cunt. I did not have rape phone sex fantasies for a little boy, but master made me rub my bald cunt all over the boy. I did not know master was filming this for his spank bank and to keep me in line. After a couple hours of molesting the boy for his pleasure, he fucked his ass hole so hard it prolapsed. While the lad was passed out, master showed me the video of me molesting the boy. He told me to get him a little girl next time and if I ever disappoint him, he will make my illegal video viral and send it to the police. I am now forever his taboo phone sex accomplice.
Knife Play Phone Sex
He inquired how I got into knife play phone sex. My love for knives is hereditary on both sides of my family. My great grandparents on my mother’s side were circus freaks. They threw knives and swallowed them for traveling carnivals. I inherited their knife collection, and it is massive. On my dad’s side, my grandpa was a prison warden. He confiscated hundreds of handmade knives from prisoners over the decades. I inherited them. Knives made by some of history’s most hardened criminals. I have over 500 knives in my possession and they all have a story. They all have a past and a present because I use them frequently.
The other day I picked up a tool who thought he was going to fuck me. I invited him home for some fun. He thought it was fucking fun, but I knew it was knife fun. He was perfect for an impromptu snuff porn. I told him my fuck shack was in my basement. It got his dumb ass down my stairs where all my knives were waiting for him. He fell down the last couple stairs. I thought he killed himself and robbed me of the fun. He just knocked himself out. It saved me the work of having to drug him. While he was semi conscious, I broke out my knife collection. I used one knife to castrate the loser. I had him tied to my mutilation table where I cut arteries and slit throats. I had not planned any of this, so my castration chair was not ready. I used nothing to numb his balls or stop the bleeding. What was the point? He was not going to live. I cut all his major arteries using a different knife for each one. I sat back, masturbated and watched the loser bleed out. I know my grandpa on my dad’s side would be happy to know how I used his knives.
Bondage Phone Sex and Anal Torture
Do you enjoy bondage phone sex fantasies? I love to be submissive to men. Sometimes, I must be submissive to men. Not my intention or preference, but there is a female lesbian drug dealer who I must interact with on occasion. When there is no men who will trade pussy for coke, I know she will. She is a sadistic ghetto bitch. She thinks I am fine but resents me for having the picket fence suburban life. Life is not always greener on the other side is something I tell her often. She still thinks I have a charmed life though. When I showed up at her door, she told me it was going to cost me. I knew it would. She loves to make ass rape porn videos with middle-class white housewives. She says men pay bank to watch videos of women who could be their wives getting anally tortured. I begged for a bump first and she gave it to me. She told me I would need it for what her viewers wanted today. She has live streams, and she goes by what her audience wants to see. Yesterday, they wanted to see a soccer mom get anally tortured. They bid on what she would fuck my ass with from butt plugs to baseball bats. I kept thinking of the coke as she sodomized me with everything and anything she could find in her house. She made bank but I did all the work. I knew not to dare ask for a portion of the money she made off my asshole. If I pissed her off, there would be no coke for me. I was not going through all that anal torture sex to come home with no coke. I swallowed my pride. Thanked her for using my asshole and left with a bag of coke to get me through the weekend. The things I do for my medicine.
please help me!
Most girls lose their virginity at a high school dance, I guess. Not me. I lost my virginity in an alley next to
the liquor store. Four men saw me walk by in my hot little cheerleader uniform and decided they
wanted some tight cunt. They pulled me in and the next thing I knew, my tiny snatch a nine-inch cock
ramming into it.
Those guys fucked me for hours in that alley and decided they wanted even more. I ended up in a dingy
warehouse where they chained me to the wall. Then, they had fun sticking everything they could find in
my cunt, my ass, and my mouth making me all bloody.
They tortured me for days on end.
My ass was stretched into a gaping hole and my pussy felt like it was split apart. They brought a lot of
friends, too, and it was twenty-four hours a day of getting my ass, my cunt, and my throat fucked by
massive cocks over and over.
If I complained, they burned me with cigarettes until my back was just covered with angry red burns!
They spanked me with belts, wood, and their hands, too.
I’ve been chained to the wall for almost a year now, and the men keep showing up to fuck my little snuff
teen cunt and my poor abused snuff teen asshole. I try not to complain but I end up with burns every
day too.
All I eat is cum when the men decided to get off in my mouth. At least they piss on me all the time so I
can drink something.
Anal Torture Sex
Anal torture sex is something I am no stranger to; however, it is mostly men who are administering my anal punishment. I fucked over the wrong bitch apparently. I did not even know I had done it either. A couple weeks ago I met a hot man at a club. He had no ring on his finger and he forgot to mention a wife. I thought he was single and just looking for a one-night hot encounter. I was half right. I was at a different club last night and met this cool chick. Well, she was cool until I realized it was a set up. She spiked my drink. I woke up bound and gagged in her basement. She was yapping about me banging her husband last week and I tried telling her she had the wrong woman. She showed me a picture of her man, and I realized he had failed to mention the fact that he had a psychotic wife at home. She did not believe me when I said I did not know he was married. She had done her research on me. She knew I was a sugar baby and a GFE to married men. She would not have believed me if I protested more, so I just apologized. She took a baseball bat to my ass. She put a ball gag in my mouth to muffle my screams. I think her husband, the man I fucked, was upstairs clueless that his crazy wife was extracting revenge in their basement. She pushed the baseball bat up as deep as she could until it bottomed out and I shit myself. My asshole came out with the bat. I was prolapsed. I was bloody. I was shitty and I was sorry. I was verbally sorry to her for fucking her man. In my head, I was just sorry she was a crazy bitch who exacted revenge with ass rape porn.
Raised on Snuff Porn
Making snuff porn is more fun than watching it. I grew up watching horror movies and visiting violent crime scenes. I was obsessed with serial killers. My grandpa was the sick influence on me. My parents were normal. They were boring. Grandpa was an executioner. He was the legal kind because he was the warden of a private prison that was forced to close down in the 80s because of kickbacks. My grandpa was the executioner as well as the warden, but since he was taking money from big pharmaceutical companies to use prisoners as lab rats, his prison was taken from him. I inherited all the belongings in the prison including the electric chair he used to shock his criminals to death. It is now my castration and torture chair. One of my earliest memories as a little girl was watching the execution of a man who had killed and tortured 16 women. He dismembered them too. I hated to see him die because he killed hookers and drug addicted lot lizards. He was draining the pool. My grandpa thought he was a hero. I grew up idolizing men like my grandpa and that first man I ever saw executed. I am now a snuff sex expert. I kill much in the same way that executed prisoner did. I target small dick losers, cock teasing cunts, snot nosed brats and bitches and tools. I too drain the pool. Not everyone deserves to live, right? I am sure you know some one who should die or maybe you have the death wish. I am not too particular with who I snuff, especially these days. I just like to kill the dregs of society and there are so many. I love it violent and painful. Age does not matter either. The younger the better because I can stop the growth of a cock tease or a bitch with one stab of my knife. Are you twisted enough to be my taboo phone sex partner?