Tag: Taboo phone sex

Strangulation Phone Sex Fun

strangulation phone sexStrangulation phone sex? I know, you wonder how that works. A couple ways actually. I love to choke myself. I practice erotic autoerotic asphyxiation. I have an array of scarves I can use around my neck, even a few belts. I know how to choke myself. Of course I prefer you to strangle me. I have this guy who enjoys throttling my throat as I give him head. I masturbated with him. Sometimes I cum right before I pass out. I go to clubs where I can practice autoerotic asphyxiation to hone my craft. But I digress.  I just wanted you to understand that I take strangle fantasies seriously. The other way this works is with roleplay phone sex. I love fantasy calls that result in my dismemberment even death. Why? Because I am a twisted girl with very dark desires. Strangulation phone calls really get me off because I can practice auto erotic asphyxiation while we fantasize about your hands around my neck. I can be your cheating whore woman. I can be the chick that dissed you. I can be the submissive whore that I am. The girls on this site are here for your taboo phone needs. Nothing too extreme or taboo for me; but if you call me for a strangle fantasy, know that I will be wrapping a pretty silk scarf around my neck and rubbing my clit.

Snuff sex, the kidnapping and toture

First I was hooded and then stuffed into a trunk. The ride was bumpy and the car I was in was loud and smelled bad. I could feel the trunk being carried and dropped. I felt like I was going to pass out. The hood and the closed trunk, there was very little oxygen. As I was beginning to feel like there was no more air, the trunk lid opened and I was yanked out. Standing, my clothes were cut off and the hood was removed, and a gag was put across my mouth. He sat me down on a chair and my arms were tied behind me and my legs chained to the floor. There was no escaping and I didn’t know what was going to happen.

Snuff sex
I waited a long time for the torturer to return. He walked in the room with a tray that had several different tools on it including the one he used first. It looked like a heavy duty pliers. He clamped it on my clit and I screamed with agony. It felt like he was trying to cut my clit off. He started whipping my legs and stomach harder and harder until I had bloody welts all over. He continued his torture with a by putting two vise grips on my nipples and almost totally closed them. My nipples were flat and bleeding then he smacked my tits with the cane he was whipping me with and I cried from the pain. He laughed with each sob. Just wait until later, snuff bitch whore, you will die.

We found her by accident

taboo phone sexA friend and I were taking a late night stroll last night when we came upon a drunk bitch walking all alone and we just couldn’t resist her. We were unprepared but luckily she was too drunk to resist us, she just placidly walked back home with us easy as pie. She was too fucked up to complain when we stripped her but once we started fucking her she started to snap out of it. She was weakly trying to push us off her but we were far too strong for her, all she could do was cry no no no as we ripped her fuck holes open. She was a bloody mess but we just kept on going getting rougher and rougher until finally we literally fucked that bitch to death! Sometimes it’s really fun to be spontaneous, don’t you think?

Let me be your accomplice

Fantasy phone sexI can be your little accomplice tonight. I would love to go get your little whore of a ex girlfriend and make that bitch remember who she lost. I honestly get so much fucking joy out of making a little bitch cry and scream and beg for me to stop.. We can put her in our van and drive her to the abandon building we found, there we have all  of our toys and things. We can strap her down to the table and slowly drag the razor blade across her fucking pussy to rip off her little clit. Then shove her bloody clit right into her mouth and make her eat it. Then we should rip her fucking tongue out for all of the bullshit she ever said to you. We are going to make that bitch suffer!

Ass Rape Porn Valentine

ass rape pornAss rape porn for Valentine’s Day is what I got. I am a stupid worthless whore. I was not expecting anything romantic like flowers or candy. But I was not prepared to abuse myself for his pleasure and amusement. When he showed up at the door. He did have a bottle of fine champagne. For a brief moment I felt special. Then he told me that the bottle of bubbly was for my ass and I better get myself primed for a good hard core anal fucking. I knew what that meant. I started fisting my asshole. He wouldn’t let me use any lube so my fist went in dry. It hurt, especially after he made me wear a few of his big chunky rings. He sat there in a chair watching me. Laughing at me and of course stroking his cock. Watching his bitch torment herself for his pleasure is what he enjoys. He is a sadistic master. This was actually tame for him. He has made me do some sick things in the past. Last year he took me to the dog pound. It was not to adopt a pet either. I am sure your imagination will get it right. Another year, he branded me with a heart and his initials. So this was actually a tame Valentine’s Day. After he was satisfied with the fisting of my own ass, he shook up the bottle of champagne, uncorked it and rammed it up my ass as he told me he loved me. It was like getting an enema. It was uncomfortable, even painful as I started to cramp. I knew what was coming next. I tried to get to a bathroom but he would not let me move.  I lost control of my bowels. It was so degrading, but the real  humiliation came next.  “There is your chocolate whore,” he said as he pushed my face into my own shit. I think I enjoyed my gangbang rape porn Valentine’s day at the pound last year better.

Torture phone sex

torture phone sex

I was lying in bed one night when I felt something prick me and then suddenly falling into the best sleep of my life. When I awakened I began to freak out since my surrounding was completely different, by that I mean I wasn’t in my room or my bed or my house. I sat there panicking wondering where the hell I was and how I got here.

I kept telling my self that I was just dreaming and that I would wake up at any moment. I tried to move but then I noticed the chain that was attached to me and the wall. I tried to scream but my mouth had something soft and squishy  inside of it. A shadowy figure came out of the darkness and began to sing to me while taking out medical supplies from a leather bag.

I began to scream but it was muffled since I could see a saw and some scalps.  The stranger grabbed a hold of my feet and began to y examine my nice painted toes that were red in color. He rubbed his white surgical gloves across the top of my foot examining how moisturized and pretty my feet are. He pulled out his cock and began rubbing it all over my feet fucking I between my toes and the sole of my feet.

He was so turned on that he just kept Cumming all over my feet and toes making them shiny and sticky. I watched in horror as he continued to rub his cock all over me. The shadow man wanted more of a reaction out of me and decided to unchain me from the wall. Once free from being restrained I  began running to the nearest door to try my escape.

I grabbed the door knob and it was locked, I knew now that he was just playing with me. I pulled the object out of my mouth so I could talk and then I realized that I had a persons eye inside my mouth. I began to cry begging him to spare my life. He smiled and assured me that he wouldn’t kill me. He forced me to strip completely naked and began fucking me filling me up with his cum.

I laid there crying watching him fuck my holes open, forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside of me. I begged him to just get it over with quick so I could leave. His response was a laugh while he continued to enjoy my naked sexy body. He licked up my tits and filled me up with his cum and beat me until I could no longer bitch about him hurting me.

All I could do was just watch as he fucked and filled my holes using me like a sex toy to get his cock off. Once I thought it couldn’t get any worse it did. I felt a needle slide into my back causing my waist down to go numb and eventually paralyzed. The guy pulled out his saw and began cutting off my feet sawing them both at the ankle joint.

I screamed as I quickly learned that my body would never be the same and the more then likely I would never be able to walk again. I was left in a parking lot shortly after bleeding out when an ambulance came for me. I guess I got lucky since it could of been my life but still I wonder what he did with my feet.

Kidnapping phone sex the abduction

Kidnapping phone sexWoken up by a noise, now I can’t get back to sleep. I felt uneasy and I didn’t know why until a hood was put over my head, and it felt like a zip tie was tightened around my neck. Then I was dragged, by two of them. I don’t know if they were men or women I just know I was scared. What would they want with me?
It felt as though I was thrown into the back of a van. The ride was bumpy and the metal floor of the vehicle was cold and poking my skin. I was shivering from fear and the chill. I heard the passenger say he was going to take care of me, and I felt him sit next to me. I could smell something and that is the last thing I remember.
I wake up and I am on a table like a gynecologists exam table, my ankles, legs, waist, hands arms and neck were all strapped down to this table. I couldn’t move. A blurry image started walking toward me, and I hear his voice. “You are now the sex slave of Mine. You will call me Sire, Sir, Master or Master Roman. Nod if you understand.” I nod and tear began to roll down my cheek. “That will not be the only tear you shed slut, you will be used and used up until I am done with you. That could be weeks, months maybe years. It all depends on your service.”
“Today will be simple. I am going to open your pussy lips so you understand what stretching will be.” He clamps a plastic tipped metal clamp hanger to my pussy lips and pulls them apart. The clamps are so painful I scream. He stands up and gives me a concerned look and puts a gag in my mouth that makes my jaw open as far as it can. “Now try to scream.” He said laughing.
Next post…the first days of my sexual torture.

Violent phone sex with Layla

Violent phone sex

I burned dinner tonight and my man lost it. He was already mad that we had to spend the money I made prostituting on bills, and he couldn’t buy any drugs. When I ruined dinner it sent him over the edge. He dragged me by hair towards the bedroom. “You stupid bitch!”, he screamed. “I’m going to beat your ass, bitch!”, he yelled. He asked me why was I always pushing him to beat me, like I wanted this. He made me take off all of my clothes, he didn’t want anything between my skin and the leather belt. “Spread you legs, bitch!”, he demanded. “Please don’t do this,baby, I’m sorry!”, I pleaded. “Spread you legs, bitch.”,he said coldly. I knew when he took the bass out of his voice he met business. I spread my legs, exposing my fat, bald pussy. Tears were falling from my eyes before the first swing of the belt. He reared the belt back and sent it flying back towards my delicate flesh. I screamed, the pain was unbearable. I closed my legs instinctively, my brain trying to protect me. “Open your legs, bitch!” he yelled. I opened my legs and again he hit me with the thick leather belt. He hit me over and over until blood splashed across his face. I crawled to the other side our king size bed. I wanted to curl up into a ball, but I couldn’t close my legs. “Baby, I’m sorry”, he said. Now it was time for the regret. He was always sorry. This cycle of abuse never ended. “Baby forgive me”, he said as he put his face between my thighs and softly licked welted flesh.

Bloody phone sex at the dentists

Bloody phone sex So I went to the fucking dentist. Nothing unusual, right? Everyone does it, no one likes it, but it’s fucking normal… Or so I thought. SO I’m laying there in the chair staring up at the exam light, feeling like I’m a costar on the X-Files. The dentist comes in with his usual bullshit chatter that always leaves me wishing he’d shut up and get it over with. He puts the mask for laughing gas on my face, though it smells different than last time. I try to lift my hand and tell him that, only I can’t fucking move. My heard starts to thud. I can’t move my limbs or speak. I can’t even fucking blink, just look back and fourth. He takes the mask off, and I realize there was never a nurse that came in. In fact, the building was very quiet. Fuck. He smiles darkly at me, as he starts lifting my shirt, crushing each of my breasts painfully in his huge hands, and lifting my skirt. He bends my knees up and over the armrests, spreading my little pussy wide. Eagerly, he whips his pathetic little cock out, and starts playing around stuffing it in my cunt. His breath coming in ragged gasps as he humps away at me like some little chihuahua. Panic seizes my throat hard when he leans over and grabs one of the pick tools from the tray. While he’s pumping in and out of my tiny fuck hole, he presses the pick against my throat, over the pulse.

Looking into my eyes, I feel his dick twitching. I’ve never been more afraid of a man climaxing than I was at that moment. All at once he jammed the pick into my neck upward, popping out under my tongue. He uses the damn thing to throat fuck me as he comes hard in my kitty. He keeps fucking my dying body as I choke and drown on my own blood…

And my vision slowly goes black… 

Gangbang Rape Porn Friday Night

gangbang rape pornFriday nights are gangbang rape porn nights for a blonde bimbo. I went to my local hole in the wall bar to drink and pick up a guy. Picked up more than one. Not nice guys either. I was slipped some sort of pill that made me a bit loopy. The next thing I knew, I was in a disgusting bathroom getting gang banged by more than the guy I was flirting with earlier. I think every male patron was in that bathroom. It smelled awful. This was a dive bar for sure.  Reminded  me of the bathroom in the movie Saw. Men were groping at me, calling me names, spitting on me, even pissing on me. Some shoved drinks down my throat, forcing me to get drunk, well more drunk. I tried to get up, but I was forced back down on the dirty floor with every attempt to leave. I felt sick and confused.  Cum just started hitting me all over. Almost felt like a bucket of jizz was doused on me. These men were laughing at the dirty cum whore. As I was being forced to swallow cum, I puked. The booze, the drugs and cum all caught up with me. No chivalry, just laughter. Someone put their boot to the back of my head, slammed my face in the dirty cum puke while they all chanted “lap it up whore.” I need to learn to stay home and drink.