Tag: Taboo phone sex

Revenge

Taboo phone sexDon’t let the pretty picture fool you.

You think I look sweet and pretty? Like that girl in high school that wouldn’t give you the time of day. Was she a cheerleader? Prom queen? I look just like her, right?

What would you do to me now? If you ran into me at a restaurant, if I was still that stuck up princess, acting like I didn’t even know your name?

Would you drag me by the hair into the men’s bathroom and fuck me by the urinals until I screamed your name? Until I could never forget it again?

Would you choke me with your giant cock until me pretty perfect face was covered in tears and smeared mascara?

Would you force your cock inside my tight ass so I could feel the pain that I made you feel?

Would you rip my ass wide open with your thick cock until I collapsed on the floor crying and pleading. And then take a picture of my pathetic body as you cum all over me, just to send it to the high school reunion committee?

I deserve it. I deserve to be punished like the filthy cum slut that I was then and the whore that I have turned into! So go on! Do your worst! Get even!

If you think your finally man enough.

 

Medical Fetish Phone Sex

medical fetish phone sexMedical fetish phone sex is painful. I know this back-alley doctor. She lost her license to practice medicine when she was prescribing Oxy to herself. My kind of doctor. Now, she does botox and gets rid of buns in the oven off the radar. She also pays druggy whores like me for experiments. Painful and violent experiments for folks who pay her for Hostel type experiences. She knows I need coke money and that I am a pain slut. I have survived torture and mutilation at the hands of her private clients. I figured one more time would not kill me. The money was too good to pass up even if I ended up disfigured or sexually mutilated. It started off fine. Painful, but not much I could not handle. They had me hooked up to electrodes. Some sort of shock therapy involving orgasms. They called me Pavlov’s Dog. I knew what it meant even if they thought I was too dumb to get it. They were trying to see if they could condition me to cum with pain. Joke was on them. I was conditioned for that ions ago. I played along because I wanted the money to score coke. My dealer would be so shocked when I paid with cash instead of ass. My experimental doctor wannabees kicked the torture sex up to 11. My flesh was burning. I think my clit was smoking. I cried. I grimaced. And I pleaded for it to end. Burning the flesh off my body is nothing new, but I am not as dumb as people think. I know if I act like the pain is nothing then the pain will become something. Those crazy bitches thought they were scarring me for life. We both know you could do far worse to me.

Fantasy Phone Sex Lover

fantasy phone sexI have some sexy fantasy phone sex callers. I love creative dominant men. Earlier this week, I was leaving a building after an appointment. I entered the elevator. Suddenly, I felt a chill. Just something felt off even though I was alone in the elevator. The lights flickered, the elevator shook, and I thought my off feeling was that the elevator was about to plummet me to my death. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. How could that be. I never saw a person in the elevator when I got in. He spoke. I turned around and there he was in front of me. A tall, dark, handsome and mysterious man. I gasped when I realized he had no reflection in the mirror on the ceiling of the elevator. I closed my eyes, opened them back up thinking I was hallucinating. He was still in front of me, still no reflection. I started to back up to push the emergency button. He showed his fangs. I knew what he was in that moment. I still thought maybe I was in some strange erotic dream. He told me I belong to him now. I was frozen in my spot. I felt fear and arousal at the same time. I did not want to die, but he was offering me immortality. And one last hard orgasm. A cum before death. It was not a choice for me. He was in control. I could fight and be vampire food, or I could give in, have the best orgasm of my life and live for eternity as a vampire. I chose the latter. I tilted my head to accept his fangs in my flesh. He was masturbating me as he slowly drank my blood. He showed restraint, so that I could cum. It was a hard cum. I begged to service him in immortality. He could have exsanguinated me; turned my body into dust. Instead, he drank just enough of my blood to turn me into his vampire lover for life. What is your snuff sex fantasy?

I killed him slowly

taboo phone sexThis guy was such a loser, I’m sure you know the type, little dick terrible personality and an undeserved ego. He was trying to hit on me and just not taking no for an answer even tho I am clearly way out of his league. He was on my last nerve but I couldn’t kill him right there at the bar so I somehow swallowed my rage and allowed him to think I was into him. I took him back to my place and that was it for him, he signed his own death warrant by coming with me and he didn’t even realize it.  I told him that it was always a fantasy of mine to tie and guy up and blindfold him and he was only too eager to allow it. I tied him tightly and that’s where the fun really started. He thought I was sucking his cock until I ripped off the blindfold to reveal my accomplice sucking that dick, he reacted in shock and told me to let him go but I didn’t. Instead I tortured him while my friend force fucked his tender little asshole. We left him there to see if he will die or live on to be tortured some more tonight. I wonder how long he will last…

Knife play phone sex whore

knife play phone sex

I’ve been told that I have a very twisted imagination. I get turned on by things that most other sluts wouldn’t dare even talk about. My wildest fantasy is for someone to turn this nasty knife play phone sex slut into a real snuffed out gutter whore! I want to be gutted and have my hollowed out corpse fucked and shot full of cum! I dream of finding a guy dark enough to watch and stroke his cock as I cut myself open for him. I’ll make him bite my nipples off as I gash holes into my slut stomach for him to fuck. I’ll be his little pain slut and slowly pull my own intestines out as I finger my blood soaked cunt for him. I want to make my pathetic pussy cum for him as he watches the last signs of life slip away from me. Are you ready to fuck my holes and drain your balls into me until I get cold and stiff? Then, toss me to the side as you go lure in your next torture slut. I’ll be the hottest little snuff princess you’ve ever seen!

 

Snuff Phone Sex

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex makes my cunt wet. I want to destroy super young cunts with you. You know the kind I am talking about. So young your cock would ruin her tiny little womb. A girl so young, she could suffocate just on the tip of your cock. I have a fetish for blood. I love seeing it flow out of young vaginas. I love a young girl’s screams too. The hottest sound in the world. Now, I am not going to be your girlfriend. Just your sick bitch accomplice. I will sit back and watch you fuck that little cock tease you have long fantasized about. I will help you get rid of her lifeless body too. Face it. At that age when you fuck them, you kill them. You destroy those holes and leave too much DNA. You have no choice. If you are the kind of man who just wants to fuck those little cock teases, I can kill them for you. I think it is best to destroy them after your fun. That way you do not have to think about anything but enjoying that tender age cunt. You can leave your seed in every hole you want. Just fucking enjoy your rape phone sex fantasies and your sick accomplice will take care of the rest. I just get off knowing another little slut will never grow up.

Kidnapping Phone Sex Story

kidnapping phone sexI have a kidnapping phone sex story for you. I was camping with my family. We were out in the wilderness in our camper. Well, I was in the camper and the boys were in the tent roughing it. I need indoor plumping. I also needed to get high. I cannot get high in front of my husband. He forbid me from doing coke years ago. He thinks I cleaned up my act. I just got better at hiding it. After everyone fell asleep, I snuck out of the camper. I was going to walk around the lake and get high. Commune with nature and do lines off logs. I found a beautiful spot where I could see stars in the sky I never knew existed. A couple guys approached me, and I was literally in a place I could disappear forever. I tried to run because they looked menacing. They took me to some cabin off the beaten path and did more than explore their rape phone sex fantasies. They strung me up from a rafter in the log cabin. They whipped me and punched me. Meth heads. They were getting high and violent. I screamed loudly, but no one heard me. I had wandered too far away from the camper to avoid detection if my husband woke up looking for me. These men sodomized me and beat me until the sun came up. They eventually passed out and I got away. I felt like I was in a Wrong Turn movie. Fucking meth head hillbillies fucked me up good. I was not sure where I was or how to get back to the camper. I just started walking. My husband was driving around looking for me, worried. I looked a little beat up. I told him I went for a walk this morning, fell then got lost. I can never admit to him the horrible things that happen to me because then it come out that I was high. I just remain silent about my many abuses so I can keep getting high.

Making a Snuff Porn in Front of a Live Audience

snuff pornHe made me a snuff porn star. He picked me because I am a pain slut and I love to be watched. My little show began easy enough for me. A few clothes pins on my nipples, clit and cunt lips for the entertainment of his audience. It was a live snuff show. I did not know it was going to get worse, far worse than even this pain slut could handle. I was being injected with something called nanonites. When I cum, I die. And as a pain slut, it is hard not to cum with the kind of torture sex that he was inflicting on me. Weights on my nipples, pulled my big tits to the ground. I begged for more. I am a glutton for punishment. I needed the pain. My executioner fucked me hard in my cunt and ass with the whip handle he punished my ass with.  As he fucked my cunt, he smacked my ass with a wooden paddle. With every whack, I screamed out in pain and with the same breath, begged for more. I had to entertain his audience. I was trying not to cum. I wanted to live, but when he brought out the sex machine, I knew I was a goner. As he took bets on how long I would live, I tried to think how not to cum. He pulled another blonde bimbo onto the stage with us. She would no doubt be my replacement soon. She sucked his cock as he released the sex machine. I was being penetrated at warp speed. My pussy was wet. The pain was intense. I was going to die and die soon. This was live snuff sex. My killer orchestrated my death in front of a live audience. While he came in a blonde bimbo’s mouth, I begged to die. I begged to cum. And just like that, I came and died.

Submissive Victim Seeks Punishment

Taboo phone sex

The sting of your cock torturing my raw cunt is haunting me!
I have been laying low and letting my body recover from the mechanics torture. But if it is one thing I learned, it is how much pain and torment I can take, and disturbingly, how badly I need it. Even more than before!
I need the punishing force of your cock violently penetrating my tightly clenched ass and tearing the scarred tissue of my abused cunt just to yank it out and choke me with it when I scream!
I need the humiliation of your cum splattered all over my face as you parade me around with it dripping off me. I love the looks of disgust I get when we go to parties and you yank my leash and command me to lift my pretty cum drenched face so that people can see what a filthy slut I am.
I need to know that I am still your whore to be used any way you see fit and I need for you to make me beg for the discipline I deserve.
So tonight, I will dress in nothing but my trashiest panties and my training collar. I will walk down the streets with my leash dragging behind me as I sniff out every dark ally looking for my master.
I am  whore in heat and I am lost without you!

 

Necrophilia Phone Sex

necrophilia phone sexNecrophilia phone sex sounds wrong, but it is so right. My favorite men to fuck are dead ones. I am not taking about dead dudes who have been dead for days or years. I am not THAT sick.  I am talking about killing them and fucking them seconds later while their cocks are still hard, they still look good and they do not smell. It is no secret I hate most men. I hate most people. But I am still a woman with sexual needs. What I do is hunt men who get my pussy wet just looking at them. I like tall dark and handsome men. That is until they open their mouths. If I could just find a mute stud. Dirk was my latest victim. Even though I met him at a Goth bar, he was just a poser. He was not really the strong, silent brooding type. We got to his place to fuck and he was talking about love and relationships. I just wanted his dick, so I slit his throat to shut him the fuck up. I made him stroke it for me first, so it was erect when I killed him. I got behind him and he thought I was going to help stroke his dick for him. I slit his throat, then hopped on his hard cock. His blood was splattering on my chest and face as I bounced up and down his hard dick. He was making gurgling sounds but eventually went mute because I was wearing most of his blood. His body was still warm. His cock was still hard although the rest of his body was limp from death. He fucked me better dead than he could have alive. His death was not in vain. He gave me the best cum in a while. Sex with dead bodies is always hotter.