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Domination Phone Sex Includes Extreme Ball Busting

domination phone sexDomination phone sex goes two ways with a sexy switch. You can be my slave. Or I can be your whore. Although most men want me as their sexy submissive sex slave, a few like a blonde buxom babe dominating them. When I met Ivan, he appeared submissive. We met at the strip club. He wanted some extreme cock and ball torture. However, I could not bust his nuts at the club. Men will not come to see naked girls if they think we castrate patrons, LOL.

So, I arranged to meet Ivan at his place the next day. And I understood the assignment. He wanted his nuts deflated. And he wanted to feel pain. He lost his mistress when she got married and moved away. But I resemble her, so he made me an offer I could not refuse. No skin off my nose if you want your balls busted. It’s the holidays. We all need more cash.

When I arrived at his place, I felt like I was entering a castle. Huge house. More like a mansion. And he had a BDSM room with everything I needed for extreme cock and ball torture sex. It seems to me that the rich fuckers enjoy the kink lifestyle the most. Money can buy you anything. Even ball busting. I sported my stripper heels. And my spiked heels allowed me to kick him in the balls repeatedly until he crumbled to the floor in pain. Just what he wanted.

Extreme Ball Busting Might Be My Favorite Kink

But his threshold for pain seemed out of this world. When he finally hit the floor, I kicked him in the groin some more before I did a little dance on his old hairy nuts. As a self-proclaimed chronic masturbator and predator, he wanted me to neuter him. So, I did. I put a castration band around his nuts while I trampled on his balls. Eventually they turned blue and purple. And they deflated too.

I did not cut his balls off, but I did ruin them. Now, he will have deflated balls for the rest of his life. They may even just fall off his body one day. But do not feel sorry for him. He paid me for castration phone sex. And I just gave him what he wanted.

Gangbang rape porn teen Victim tells all!!!

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Gangbang rape porn teen Victim tells all!!! Now that the headline has grabbed your attention, let me tell you how I was ravaged in a gang bang so young and tender! It was the darkest moment of my life. I was so scared and helpless. But I knew I better than to fight back. These men anted to kill me if I fought too hard. I was so young, but already had been fucked.

But being so tight still, they didn’t notice. And part of me wanted to be forced by three or more men at one time. It as the first multi-guy fuck I ever had! I remember every detail, from being grabbed from behind with a big, rough hand over my mouth. “This is how I die,” I think.
The trunk was dark as I woke up and realized I was in motion!!! Do have a death wish, but fuck, I thought to go out with my Lungs full of good dope and a rope around my neck!

Bright lights! Voices, men saying what a prize I was. Blurry outlines, 5? 6? How many are there? I’m tiny, one man could kill me, no need for overkill. Then, I… realized they were naked. Spotlights and tripods surrounded us. A flat board with a dirty blanket was on two saw horses.
Heard crying and girlie voices. I saw in the corner a couple more teens gagged and bound.

Gangbang rape porn teen Victim is a great accomplice now !

Warehouse Teen rape porn? Oh, what a wonderful set, up! You know how it goes. I’m dragged up clothes cut off and suddenly my brain takes a vacation! I’m floating, my body feels torn apart. But I’m sunbathing nude, and all I feel is good! They slap me, I’m not fighting enough! Fuck! Back to reality! I cry, fight, call names, as my ass and pussy are on fire. Now I’m being stuffed like an olive. All holes! This is it, I die chocking on cock!

You know I live through my assault. And I think about it often, how lucky I was to get out alive. I walked five miles home, bloody, in a towel and bare feet.

But I would be back, and I would be helping other young whores be filmed!

I am More Than My Son’s Ass Rape Porn Star, I am His Cash Cow Too

ass rape pornOnce again, he turned me into his ass rape porn star. My son loves to abuse his mommy. But I know he loves me. He needs to stream our sessions for money to support his old druggy whore mother. He had some of that new coke I wanted to try called pink coke. And he joked about turning my face into a cunt for a taste of that new coke. Recently, he got me Botoxed lips. Like huge lips. Pink coke for pink lips, he joked some more.

He let me bury my face in that new primo coke. But, not for long. He yanked my hair to pull me off the coke. Then he skull fucked his mommy whore’s cunt face. But at least I remembered to take my teeth out first. Oh, did I mention he skull fucked me upside down? The blood rushed to my head as I slurped and gulped on his cock. Eventually, he lowered me closer to the floor so he could skull fuck me into it. Oral torture sex. He let me have some skinny powder before I became his punching bag.

My Son Turned My Face into His Cunt

A few punches to my face left me with two black eyes. And his streaming audience loved that because I heard the tips roll in. My face turned black, blue and purple. He loves to give mommy violent makeovers. And his viewers love watching it.  As I showed off my swollen face to the subscribers, more tips rolled in.

He tossed me back down on the floor and sat on my face. This forced me to suck on his asshole. When I did not lick fast enough or deep enough, he began punching me. My tits, my ribs and the side of my face, anything but my sniffer he punched.  After a while of being his punching bag, he told me it was ass sleeve time. And I knew what that meant. I pushed out my pink prolapse for his amusement. Always his amusement. My ass sleeve became his condom. But of course, he zip tied my prolapse first.

However, he did let me snort some more coke before he put a plastic bag over my head. Lucky for me, the plastic bag had some coke in it. As I snorted what coke he put in the bag, I endured more donkey punches to my head and stomach. The plastic started to stick to my face as my oxygen depleted. As he fucked my prolapsed asshole, he punched the back of my head. I thought I might take my last breath ever with that plastic bag over my head. Suddenly, suffocation phone sex seemed close.

My Boy Gives Me Violent Makeovers

But right as I was about to pass out, he took the bag off my head and let me breathe in some air and more coke. And I could hear the chimes roll in. His audience loves to watch him give mommy a violent makeover. By this time, my makeup appeared smeared all over my face. As he punched my tits and the back of my head some more, I felt my brain cells leave my body. I could see stars at this point. But the coke made the pain worth it.

Just when I thought it might be over, he put another bag over my head. But this time he cut a hole in the bag for his cock. I thought I might get doubly suffocated by the bag and his cock. But he pissed in the bag, forcing me to drink his urine. Of course, he gave me more punches to the head. And my makeup smeared even more on round two with the plastic bag. My mouth became my son’s cunt again as he skull fucked me some more.

Finally, he took the bag off for the second time and pushed my face into the big bowl of coke. And I thought I might inhale it all. But he pulled it away from the bowl so he could contort my body. He bent me like a pretzel. My legs do not bend the way he wanted. But he still forced my legs behind my head. And I felt that pain. My arthritis doesn’t let me get into all those crazy poses.

He Bent My Body Like a Pretzel

He pulled my meaty cunt lips open, and I thought he might fist me. But I did not get that lucky. Instead, he fucked my pee hole. As he fucked it, I took a few jabs to the ribs. But more tips rolled in. In the contorted pose he forced me in, he could pick me up like a bowling ball. And he did just that. He put a finger in my pink prolapsed ass and my cunt and tossed me across the room. I bounced off the wall and crumbled to the floor.

As he pondered where to cum, he fist punched my face. He calls it beating mommy beautiful. I took some more punches to the ribs too. Finally, he came all over my face which had already turned various shades of black, blue and purple. My eyes swelled shut to the point that I could not see. But once my violent makeover concluded, he gave me the rest of the big bowl of pink skinny powder. My boy loves me. He just needs me to be his cash cow sometimes.

Bloody young pussy fucking is what got uncle off

Part of why guys love about Rape phone sex fantasies, is the bloody pussy when you first pop it open. “You better not fucking move bitch” my uncle said to me as he taped my mouth up. Then he tied my hands up and forced my legs open. I tried to move and that’s when my uncle slapped me and started to choke me. The tears and fear in my eyes had his cock stiff. “Are you a virgin slut” you say to your very young niece. It must be a fame to you treating me like a pathetic whore.

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Of course I have never been fucked, I haven’t even had my period yet. You knew it, because you spanked my young bare cunty. Then you use my tears to lube your cock up. You continue to choke me, and I felt my body start to limp up. Before I passed out, you forced your cock inside my young bald niece pussy. The pain of my uncle ripping my cunty open, shot through my body. I tried to scream but couldn’t. It didn’t matter anyways my body went limp from you choking me. Then I passed out. You didn’t stop fucking me because when I woke up you were ramming my small little hole.

The smell of ripe pussy blood filled the room. “Glad you are up to finally see me fill you up, even though fucking your limp body will get me off faster” my uncle grunts as he continues his abuse of my pussy. For a few more hours I kept getting fucked and passing out. The last time I came back to, my uncle was grunting, “I love having sex with dead bodies, especially young ones” then I felt his cock explode inside me. I pretended to be passed out, hopping he would be done abusing me. The rest of the night I laid there after getting ripped open dripping in blood and sperm from my uncle. 

Blasphemy Phone Sex: Worth Burning In Hell For

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Blasphemy phone sex demolishes everything you consider sacred. If you are going to be on your knees in a pew, then I will be in front of you wearing a nun’s habit with no underwear on. You can eat sister whore’s holy cunt. I mean, licking my juicy fucking snatch is definitely a sacrament honey. Now stroke your cock and pray that you get to fuck this junkie whore until the virgin Mary’s blessed pussy tears stream out of me. There won’t be any immaculate conception or reception if you don’t put your dick inside this pussy that’s seen more dicks than Catholic boys fucked up the ass. The whore holy cunt needs a thick long dick, preferably from a devil worshiping cannibal like you to fuck it really good. Don’t tell me you need me to crucify you on the cross to cum? I’ll gladly hammer a few spikes in your palms and feet, then fuck you hard and fast, until I squirt the blood of christ all over your damn dick. If I do get knocked up, we can see if the bishop will baptize our bastard baby in a snake pit. Now, fuck me all night with your spear of destiny ,since I’m no fucking angel.

Torture Phone Sex Season: The 24 Deaths of December

torture phone sexTis the season for torture phone sex fun. Remember, I am not your baby or your honey or anything other than your accomplice or your sadistic mistress. I lack that sap ass gene. Plus, I have no desire to have anything more than an occasional romp. Whereas most women my age worry about finding “the one,” I am contemplating finding the right victim to torture.

I am fresh off Killtober and Deathember. And ready to start the 24 Deaths of December. My own special advent calendar. Although I always welcome volunteers, I like to hunt too. Something so primal about hunting your pray. So, I played a little game with my latest victim. I am not yet Jigsaw level or torture sex, but I have my own games I play.

I live rural. My neighbors live miles away. And I know some of them, but they never hear the screams. The torture I mostly conduct in my underground dungeon that took me years to build. But I still have my kill shack 30 minutes outside of town in the middle of the forest. Either place, nature is on my side.

I Love to Play Games with My Prey

So, this lovelorn dumbass did not listen to me when I told him to fuck off. And I said it nicely too. But he got pushy and sappy. Even called me his dream girl. So, I made him see that I was not his dream girl. More like his worst nightmare. He came back to my place willingly. And I suggested a little game of cat and mouse. My underground dungeon looks like a maze. I have tunnels that lead to the first floor of my home. Another that takes you outside. And others that result in dead ends.

If he could get back upstairs, I would fuck him. Make his dreams come true. But I knew with confidence he would not find the right tunnel. Under my house is a labyrinth I created. And sure enough he did not come up through the trap door into my kitchen. But he did make it outside in the fields. However, he emerged over 5 hours later.  Honestly, I thought maybe he had a heart attack or passed out in my underground maze. I had already planned how to flush his dead body out of the tunnels.

But he did not die. He seemed so excited because he thought he won the game, and I would fuck him. Instead, he got castration phone sex as a consolation prize. I tied him to my castration chair, put a castration band around his balls and chopped those worthless things off. Now, he won’t hit on any woman who does not want to be hit on because he will never fuck again.

Accomplice Phone Sex Calls Turn Me On

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls turn me on. I love to help men with their dark fantasies. But as a sexy switch, I still enjoy some BDSM fun and rough sex. Sometimes, I meet a man like Trevor, who wants my help with some young brat and wants to fuck me roughly also. For me, the type of guy you are determines if you can be my accomplice only, or if you get to have some hardcore fun with me too. Men need a big dick for me to submit to them. And a nice wallet and good looks too.

Trevor seemed to be the entire package. Handsome. A great job that pays extremely well. And a 11-inch cock. A white guy with a huge cock. That’s a rarity even in the snuff porn world. We met on the dark net. A simple chat room discussion, had him on a plane flying to my state in no time. He wanted to meet the evil mistress who promised him a tight young pussy for a fee. He came with bags of cash, so I had no doubt he was the real deal. Not a poser.

As a Sexy Switch, Your Cock Size, Wallet Size and Looks Determine if You Can Dominate Me or Not

But before we got to kidnapping some teen whore for his wicked fantasies, he wanted to fuck me. Been a while since I let a man dominate me like that. But I will admit, I missed it. He tied my arms behind my back and put me in the downward dog position so he could fuck me from behind. He told me I had a perfect ass. And he wanted to destroy it.

My threshold for pain has dropped in the years I have been more of an accomplice than a slave. So, when he treated me like an ass rape porn star, I screamed in pain after one thrust. I felt disappointed in myself. I used to take violent abuse daily and maintain a smile to beg for more. Now, here I was getting violated anally and bitching about it hurting.

We got in a grove though. And after we both came, we got on the dark net to bid on a trafficked girl to destroy. We pick her up tomorrow.  And I cannot wait to be the one inflicting pain instead of receiving it again.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Is Wicked Fun

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Kidnapping phone sex always gets me hot. What could be better than having some motherfucker wrapped up in a burlap sack, mouth duct taped and bound? I don’t even bother to take the tape off their hands and ankles because The Pimp of Pain likes it that way. If I’m what he considers too lenient or nice, it’s my ass, if you know what I mean. So, I remove the sack and let them squirm like fish on a hook. That’s when he comes in with his big fucking thirteen inch dick ready to fuck the shit out of them. I get the cattle prod because that’s what I’m there for. A zap on the fuckin’ cunt or balls always get them screaming. Sometimes, when I’m feeling extra nasty, I put it in a pussy or asshole and fuck them first while pop jerks off over their faces. He really loves to start pissing all over a wiggling body and tell them that nobody’s coming for them. All the pathetic losers can do then is cry. I enjoy the shit out of fileting an ass and ramming the prod deep up into their guts and smelling the burning flesh. Damn, maybe next time pop will let me use the spiked strap-on ’cause this has me all wet.

Taboo Phone Sex on Black Friday Gaped My Asshole and Cunt

taboo phone sexBlack Friday for me turned into a taboo phone sex nightmare. Although I told my family I was going Black Friday shopping, I really went to score some coke. My regular black dealer appeared to be enjoying a party when I arrived. And his big black burly friends looked at me like a piece of candy. Marcus seemed to be in a mood to make me earn the coke I wanted. Over the holidays, I just need more than usual. So, just fucking him would not suffice as trade.

He wanted me to service all his friends in a mass gangbang. I counted like 30 big burly black men who no doubt had matching big burly black cocks. Black men go rough on a white woman. And I do not enjoy being savagely fucked. But I needed coke. A desperate woman with no way to buy coke cannot choose who to fuck when she needs a fix. So, I was at Marcus’s mercy. If he wanted a gangbang rape porn star, he would get one.

Nothing Stretches My Holes Out More Than Big Black Cocks

So, I snorted some lines of coke off his big black cock and prepared myself for my largest gang bang yet. Some of the cocks that ravaged my pussy and ass felt like forearms penetrating me. My dealer’s posse did a number on me. Three cocks in me at once most of the time. But sometimes they double penetrated a hole stretching it out more than either son did when I birthed them.

My holes looked like caverns when they finished. But they did not finish quickly. Black men have better stamina. So, they fucked me for hours. Pulled my hair, slapped me and choked me too. All I could do was take it because if I did not, I would get no coke. And I needed coke. My ass took the brunt of those big black cocks. Two white dicks in my ass no problem. But two big blacks cocks in my ass gave me a glimpse into the world of an ass rape porn star. If I thought my son prolapsed my asshole, I had not seen anything yet.

After they finished cumming inside me, Marcus gave me my coke and sent me on my way. I am home now, partying as I sit on a bag of frozen peas.

Bound to Vile: A Rope Bunny’s fantasy

Bondage phone sexHello, perverts! I’m Cora, your resident bondage bunny, always ready for extreme bondage and rough play. Think you can handle me?

Gag me, tie me up, and lock me in a pitch-black room if you dare. I live for the feeling of being restricted, my body at the mercy of my master’s kinky desires. Bring on the clamps, the whips, and whatever nasty toys you have in store for me.

The tighter the ropes, the wetter my pussy gets. Restrict my movements, make me beg for release, and punishment after all I’m a masochist at heart and deserve nothing lessFuck me hard, leave me swollen and red, and push me to the edge of endurance. Don’t hold back on the filthy talk either tell me how pathetic and helpless I am, that I’m just a slave for your pleasure.

Take me to the absolute limits and keep going. I want to feel like a rag doll, used and abused by your dominant stellar I welcome the pain as a sign of your passion with open arms and assessing moansSpread me wide, fuck my throat, and make me your human sex toy. I’m a dumb slave, as hole for your amusement, and I love every kinky minute of it.

The more degraded I feel, the more I want it. So bring on the humiliation, the pain, and the pleasure. I’m Cora, the ultimate bondage slave, and I’m never satisfied.