As a taboo phone sex whore, I need to be ready for anything. The men in my life are unpredictable. They love to hurt me, abuse me, and force fuck me. I have been double dipping in masters. I have an evening master and a day master. I thought I was sly and could get away with it. It all blew up in my face this weekend. I got busted. One master was at my house when the other made a surprise visit. They weren’t mad at each other, they were mad at the lying skank, which was me. I tried to smooth talk my way out of it saying I am a worthless whore who always needs two men to keep me in line. They ganged up on me. I was tossed into my basement where most of the hardcore BDSM equipment is kept. I was kicked, whipped, spit on and fucked. Did I mention it was for hours? They went Clockwork Orange on me and kicked me like a soccer ball. I was bloodied and bruised when the fucking starting. My eyes were swollen shut. “Not so pretty now are you whore,” one of them yelled at me as he slapped my face hard. They watch way too much ass rape porn because they were sodomizing me with both their cocks at the same time. My asshole tore, and I could feel hot sticky blood dripping down my ass. They left me tied up all weekend. When they returned yesterday to release me, they double penetrated my ass again. I’m still prolapsed and sore, but ready to serve you master.
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Christmas Castration Phone Sex Season
Castration phone sex Christmas has begun. The weekend after Thanksgiving, I begin my once a day Castration ritual. It is my way of giving back to society. My special brand of charity helps prevent fucktards from reproducing and in the Me Too era, it empowers women because I am castrating sexual predators too. Don’t know how to use your testicles? Well, then you should not have them. I traveled to another city over the weekend to stalk Damien. Seems he has been living up to his name. He is a privileged college boy who likes to drug coeds then assault them. My guess is his daddy’s money and high-powered lawyer has kept him out of prison even though there have been 12 complaints about the bastard. I decided he needed a charity castration. Neither the law nor the school is going to protect the coeds, so I took matters into my own hands.
I dressed less threatening to lure him. We met at a bar, he spiked my drink when he thought I was not looking, but I am smarter than him and I switched our drinks. He was shocked to wake up tied up naked to my hotel bed. I listed his offenses, gave him a chance to rebut but the little prick was unrepentant. If he had a least shown some remorse or made up a fake apology, I would have used a castration band and a clean blade. He was a piece of shit, so he was treated worse than cattle. I didn’t even let him do a shot of whiskey. I just used the jagged, rusty blade to chop off his balls. He bled like a stuck pig and cried like a little bitch. I just smiled as I looked at him bleeding out. “Apologize now prick and I will cauterize the wound,” I seethed. Now, I got a fake ass apology, but it saved his life. I took the bottom of a hot pan and sealed the wound. He won’t force his cock inside anyone ever again. Fuck, he won’t have a hard-on ever again. Damien gave me my first set of holiday balls.
Bloody Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex is seldom uneventful with me. When I agree to fetish modeling shoots it is not with reputable photographers. I am a coke whore. That leads me to poor decisions with bad men. When Antonio tied me up and hung me from a beam for the photo shoot, I wasn’t thinking about anything other the money I was making for coke. Once he cut the bottom of my feet and let them drip blood on his cock, I knew I was in trouble once again. I was strung up with my legs restrained and pulled to the sides. He fucked me in the position with his bloodied dick. My own blood was used as lube for him to force fuck my pussy. I was screaming for him to stop, but while his dick was still in my cunt, he stuck a knife in my ass. I let out a blood curdling scream as I felt the sharp blade penetrate my anus. It was cutting through my anal wall. He just laughed and called me a dumb coke whore. My blood was dripping on the floor I was suspended above from both my ass and the soles of my feet. He started slashing my boobs too. My blood was running down my stomach and legs, dripping all over the floor. He just kept fucking me and reminding me of all the coke I would soon have. Although I wanted to get high so badly, all I could think about was if I was going to survive long enough to get high.
Tangled
Isn’t it cute how they think they can get away? The hope is strong, and they can almost see the end of their torture. Almost. They must think us stupid. To think that once they broke their binds they can just run? That’s what is wrong with prey, they do not think, they react, that is what makes the Predator have the edge.
There she was, running though the woods, us walking behind her. I had my pet with me, he was pulling so hard at his chain, I lean down to whisper in his ear, “спокойный”, which is Russian for “calm”. He immediately stops barking. However, now and then I will give him the command to bark just to keep the prey on their toes.
We can now hear them, crashing though the leaves. I smile to myself. Both you and I know a secret. The last time you went in to fill her bowl you purposefully left the bolt undone. It did take her longer than we thought for her to figure that out. Once she was out of the underground hut, she was off like a shot. She didn’t even notice us standing a few feet away.
We both looked at each other and chuckled and shook our heads. She tried so hard, her legs were pumping like mad, but she wasn’t going to get away. You see both you and I made sure nobody could get off the property. We heard her hit the barbwire … hard. Then the crying for help. Nobody could hear her except for us so we just continued to walk.
Once we could see her, I left my pet go, he ran toward her full tilt, she was screaming, writhing in the wire which just made her get more entangled. When we reach her my pet is a few inches from her face, growling. The look of pure fear on her face makes me wet. You and I fuck quickly before untangling her and returning her to her home. Silly bitch thought she would escape. Pathetic.
Violent Phone Sex Fantasies
Violent phone sex fantasies consume me. They always have. I need hardcore snuff and torture porn to get off. I can’t watch vanilla shit. It does nothing for me. I was watching this gory horror film with a guy friend of mine last night and I think I shocked him when I started playing with my cunt. This girl was getting butchered and dismembered and I had my fingers up my cunt like a deviant pervert. This guy friend is a fuck buddy. He is not one of my masters. He likes me and has no desire to hurt me which is why he is just a fuck buddy. I use him for his cock and his fingers. He can finger my ass and pussy at the same time, giving me a hard orgasm. I had him do his magic while I rubbed my clit. He doesn’t like snuff movies as much as me, but he likes me, and he will do anything for me. I got nasty. I cut myself, so my blood dripped on his chest and cock. He had no idea I was such a nasty freak. When he saw my blood, his dick got rock hard. I think he even shocked himself. We used my dripping blood as lube as we fucked our brains out. He didn’t dismember or butcher me, but he fucked me like he wanted to and that is a start.
Snuff Humiliation
I haven’t been doing well in school. My grades are bad, and I’ve been getting a lot of detention. My daddy spanks me every time he gets a phone call from the school but apparently, I needed to, “be taught a real lesson.” When my principle called about catching me fucking a boy after school in the stairwell, Daddy became furious. He dragged me down to the basement by my hair. My scalp and body was on fire from being dragged on the stares and cold concrete.
He then ordered me to strip naked. He set up a camera, told me he was going to bring some people who can teach me a lesson and left me in the cold dark basement. I stood for hours shivering. When the door opened, my daddy and a few strange men walked in. They had tools and chains with them. “Clearly you’re not good enough for school. The only thing you’re good for now is to be our little fuck toy,” one mad said.
Big wet tears dripped down my face. They had me stand front and center for the camera. Daddy said they ran a live stream so that everyone would know how much of a skank I was. Daddy took out a long leather whip and began lashing me as hard as he could. I screeched in pain. My skin went from red to split open with every lash. Snot dripped down my face as I begged for him to stop. But him and his friends just laughed.
Daddy and all of his friends cut and whipped at my skin until I was various shades of black, purple and red. Then he ordered the men to live out their twisted rape fantasies me until my cunnie and rosebud bled. They did this for days. Every day I was forced to fuck strangers until I couldn’t move. My dad always kept the camera rolling for his viewers. More and more they want to see more horrific things. What do you think they’ll do next?
Daddy’s Little Helper
Sometimes my Daddy likes for me to go out and find new play things for him to torture and train to be sex slaves in his little harem of pain sluts. I feel a little guilty doing that sometimes, but I will do whatever my Daddy tells me to do. He told me he wanted a new girl to train and asked me to pick someone. I knew exactly who I wanted. I have a cousin who is a cute little teen like me. She’s innocent and pretty and would be easy to lure into my trap. Daddy would love her. I saw her last night for the holidays and asked if she wanted to hang out with me. After dinner we went into the basement to sneak a few sips of alcohol and a cigarette. I put a little something extra in her drink to get her nice and loosened up. She got really tipsy fast and I started to touch her tits and fondle her. She didn’t resist at all. I messaged my dad and he came downstairs and joined us. He took out his cock and I held her by the hair while he force fucked her mouth. Then I stripped off her clothes and exposed her tight little teen tits and pussy for him. He directed me to lick her pussy and get it nice and wet for him. I lapped at her little cunny and sucked on her clit while he watched and stroked his cock. Then I held her legs apart while he rammed his cock inside of her. She let out a little yelp but I held my hand firmly over her mouth and kept her head still while he forced himself in and out of her tight teeny body. His cock was slick with blood when he finally pulled out. He had ravaged her little pussy. Then he directed me to get down on my knees and receive my reward for being a good little slave for him. He stroked himself and deposited his cum onto my face and in my mouth. I hungrily scooped it up and licked my fingers clean.
Accomplice Phone Sex On Black Friday
Accomplice phone sex allows Ivy to tell you her stories…..Black Friday shopping was crazy and crowded. We could hardly move through the store. I needed to use the bathroom so bad and could not believe the line to the women’s bathroom. The wasn’t a line to the men’s at all. I peeked my head in and realized no one was even in there. So I decided I would pee quickly in the men’s room and be gone. But when I came out there was a man who had obviously been drinking. You grabbed me by my hair as I tried to leave.
You told me that I wanted to suck your cock and that is why I was in the men’s restroom. You shoved my head down to your hard throbbing cock and told me to suck it. I started licking on your balls to get you to relax. You laughed and said oh babe that is what I am talking about. I put your ball sack in my mouth and rolled it around a little. Then I bit down and ripped your balls off with my sharp teeth. Your bloody balls were rolling around on the floor like a couple of marbles.
Just then my boyfriend walked in and saw what was going on. He grabbed you by the back of the head and force you down on your knees. I took my 7 inch stiletto heel and shoved it up your tight puckered ass. As I was fucking your ass, my boyfriend pulled out his cock and told you to suck it. You were holding your bloody crotch and crying like the little bitch that you were.
You opened your mouth and he grabbed the back of your head. He forcefully face fucked you. Shoving your head all the way down the shaft of his cock. He blew his load of hot jizz in your mouth and washed it down with his warm fizzy pee. I fucked your ass raw and left it bleeding. Then we shoved your head in the dirty toilet and left you were a worthless piece of shit belongs. Who would have thought that Black Friday would have brought about torture sex.
Torture Sex Thanksgiving
Torture sex Thanksgiving? I thought I was in a bad dream, but when I arrived to help cook the bird, I got stuffed. Stuffed by huge cocks and fists, not to mention a variety of objects not meant for the pussy or ass. There was no one else at the house. My step son tricked me into arriving hours early, so he could abuse me. He wanted to stuff my ass until it hurt. He bound me like a turkey. My arms were pinned behind my back and I was sitting on my legs in an extremely uncomfortable position. My ass was exposed for abuse. I was making a Thanksgiving ass rape porn. He is such a sadistic fuck. He fucked my ass with a huge turkey bone. He even tried to to make a wish with my legs by spreading them as far as he could to fist my pussy. He had a ball gag in my mouth, so the neighbors wouldn’t hear my screams. I thought he might cook me and serve me to my family for Thanksgiving, but after I was bloody and gaping, he released me and ordered my ass in the kitchen to start the meal. When the rest of the family arrived, I knew better than to say shit or the next time the abuse would be worse. My step son loves to take his anger out on me. I am here for you too. Hate your family? Abuse a dirty milf and you will feel better. That is what my step-son says.
Extreme Fetish Bondage Phone Sex
It was raining last night. I was on an old dark road. I got lost coming home from a party at a friend’s house. My car skidded off the road. I hit my head. I got confused and foggy. A stranger helped me, but I passed out. I woke up in a strange house. I had on different clothes. I went to ask where I was and what happened, but my lips would not open. They were sealed shut. I thought they were glued, but he showed me in a mirror. I screamed but no sound came out. He stitched my lips shut. He said he was turning me into a doll, a life-sized sex doll. As my memory came back, I realized I didn’t have an accident. He ran me off the road. He tied my arms above my head. This was extreme bondage phone sex. I was restrained and mute. I knew he couldn’t skull fuck me, but he made use of my other holes. One hole was his favorite. It wasn’t my ass or my pussy. It was my pee hole. It hurt like a bitch. Never have I had anything so large crammed down my pee hole. My urethra was not made for a ten-inch cock. No one’s urethra is made for that. I was crying, ugly crying from the pain. I was bleeding like a stuck pig. I couldn’t plead with words, so I tried to plead with my eyes and my body. He was in no hurry to let me go. He poured his Jack Daniels down my pee hole because he didn’t want any germs from a disease ridden skank whore. That is what he said as he force fucked my pee hole, the tiniest hole on my body. I was hoping he would kill me, but he knocked me out and dropped me off at the local hospital. I woke up in a hospital this morning pretty banged up. I was drugged, but I know what happened to me wasn’t a dream. I was peeing blood as proof.