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Violent Phone Sex Fantasies Cum True with Me

violent phone sexMost men enjoy violent phone sex fantasies. In my opinion, I find it healthy and cathartic for men to unleash their rage and anger. And let’s face it, the world seems like a hot mess right now. So much drama and politics make us all feel a little on edge. I know I’ve been snorting a lot more coke lately. And letting men do vile things to me so that I can get a fix.

This weekend, I found myself alone. And I hate to be alone. So, I got myself into some trouble. For once, I did not need coke. Marcus, my regular drug dealer, fucked the shit out of me Thursday night and gave me a big bag, a bigger bag than normal. Why? Because he knew I would go through more with my husband and my sons away for the weekend. He knows me so well.

I felt adventurous. So, I went to this new urban bar. Urban just means black. This new nightclub located in the black part of town looked like the kind of place I could find some good trouble. However, I found gang bang trouble. A bunch of black men wanted to make me their gangbang rape porn star. But they wanted to do it with an audience.

Usually when men violate me, we’re in some studio or a dark corner of a bar with no eyes on us. But this urban club seemed packed. And not dimly lit like most dive bars I frequent. Very bright lights. And the brothers tossed me into the middle of the dance floor with all the light shining on me while they gangbanged me in front of a live audience.

Black Men Love to Fuck Me, But Black Women Hate Me

Black women cheered them on. In fact, black women narrated what they did to me. I didn’t even know these women, and they seemed to hate me already. Maybe I just represented all the white women that steal the good black men from them. I’m not sure. But I could hear black women yelling things like pull her hair, choke her, and shove your fist up her cunt and ass.

 Clearly, nobody wanted me there. I just wanted to have a few drinks, maybe dirty dance with some brothers but instead I got force fucked and violated while black women egged it on. Damn. I picked the wrong bar.

Once the men finished force fucking me, the women came over and kicked me while I laid on the floor in pain. They spit on me. A few even pissed on me. And they laughed at me for thinking that I could come into their club and steal their men. I knew they hated me not because of me, but because of all the white women who love those big black cocks. I’m married to a white man. And I’m never going to leave him. However, I do like black cock occasionally like any other white woman.

If those black women had not been in the club, I planned on sucking some cock, maybe give a few hand jobs and drink some cocktails before heading home. Instead, I became an ass rape porn star to a bunch of black cocks and black fists. And experienced degradation and humiliation in the process. When I left, I smelled like a toilet. And I looked like a porn star. Note to self. Never go to an urban club. Black women don’t want you there.

Rape phone sex fantasies make me suffer the way I deserve

Rape phone sex fantasiesRape phone sex fantasies pain sears through me as I sit here, fingers trembling over the keyboard, compelled by Master Daddy’s cruel whim. My body aches so badly. I let him down, and I do deserve to suffer for my failures. It was an accident. See, Master Daddy tells me to do everything. And I can’t go without his permission. I’m usually a good girl and can hold it. This time, I just couldn’t. I think my bladder was stretched to its limits.
I begged and pleaded, but he didn’t care. He told me I better hold it till he was done fucking me or else. I tried so hard, but I pissed all over his cock. So I was banished to the cold, concrete pit. I waited in dread, my thoughts obsessing over the impending beating.
And when the guys who work for him arrived, I knew I would be lucky to survive the beating I was gonna get. They all pissed in my face and made me drink it. It was so gross because they are nasty fucking meth heads. His henchmen made their boss proud. They did a great job putting me in my place. Forced fucked me so bad it hurts when I make the slightest move.
It felt like forever, and the only reason I know they did it to me for five hours is because they were bragging about it. But that wasn’t enough punishment. He is making me spread the word that I am a Snuff sex pig who needs even more punishment. I have to say to do your worst, hurt me, and use my slave holes as violently as you can.

Gangbang Rape Porn Stars Help You Find a Younger Teen Star

gangbang rape pornDo you watch gangbang rape porn? Don’t knock it until you try it. I find it hard to watch. And as a former star of such films myself, I have an eye for talent. Most of the gang bang force fucking videos I did, I had no choice. I made them as a matter of survival. But I’m a free woman now. And I can help men like you find the next generation of young gang bang whores.

But John knew what he wanted. A young blonde. One whose tits have not come in yet. And one with a naturally bald pussy. Perfect I told him. I knew just where to find a girl to his liking. If your town still has a mall, you can find cute hot teen sluts there. Shopping, hanging out with their friends, goofing off.

Malls are mostly filled with teenagers looking for some old person to buy them clothes they can’t afford. All you need to do is watch. And I can help you find your next victim easily. Plus, I know how to appeal to young teen girls. So, I can help you get them to talk to you, which makes it much easier to lure them away.

If you want to make a teen rape porn, you need a female accomplice to help bring her to you. And that’s what I did for John. I found him a very young teen girl blonde with no tits. And I felt certain that she didn’t have any hair on her pussy yet. Or, peach fuzz at the worst.

As Your Accomplice, I Pick a Cute Girl for You to Fuck

The girl came with me willingly after I bought her a couple hundred dollars’ worth of clothes that she wanted. So, I told her I had a bunch of clothes she could have, but she’d have to go back to my place with me. I earned her trust by buying her clothes. Plus, as a female she did not have the stranger danger that she probably should have had for me. Lesson learned the hard way.

John waited for us at this little house on the lake that he bought. It’s a cabin but very nice. And he’s been able to keep it off the radar from his family. So, this is where he comes to have affairs and to make violent films starring random teen girls. His yearning for young pussy seems to get stronger every year. But I think that’s the truth for all men. Your dick craves something young and tight and wet. And once you get it you never want to go back to that loose pussy you married.

Do You Want to Gang Bang a Little Whore with Your Friends?

John invited about 10 of his friends. They’re all in the secret underground club together. In fact, I’ve worked with a few of those men. Helped them like I helped John. So, I sat back, held the camera and filmed the gang bang. My job was to lure the young girl to them. And I did that. Now I just had to capture the moment on film for their spank banks.

They tied her up so she couldn’t run away. And once they secured her body, the gang bang started. They showed this girl no mercy. Two cocks in a hole at one stretching and gaping her tiny little teen body. She cried and begged for mercy. But her pleas fell on deaf ears. These men only cared about fucking the shit out of her little cunt and ass. Plus, they wanted to coat her in their cum.

But they used her as a canvas for their seed. And they banged her for hours. Fucked every hole she has a few times. Eventually, she stopped begging and just laid there like a dead fish. But that’s the smart thing to do. I know I’ve been in her shoes before. The more you fight the worse it usually turns out. So just let the boys have their fun and maybe you can survive the gang bang too.

Snuff Sex Always Makes my Evil Gothic Teen Pussy Wet

Snuff Sex

She was the perfect blond bitch, b cup perky nipples and a round as, a hairless pink cunt and big blue eyes. I held a bag over her head while my boyfriend fucked her sweet little cunt hole. We had, had her for three days. She had given him a blow job and let him fuck her face and ate out both our assholes. That of course didn’t really satisfy our needs. we craved something more depraved. So we tied her down and i held a plastic bag over her head while my boyfriend fucked her sweet virgin pussy. We both knew this would be her one and only time getting fucked. We loved that. Snuff sex was so addicting.  She struggled against us as she desperately fought for air and my boyfriend said her pussy was getting so tight as her body began to convulse around him. I laughed as I lifted the bag and stared into her empty blue eyes and kissed her purple lips. She was still as he fucked her dead body and i came just from kissing her dead lips. Death was always so sexy, and I loved being a part in someone’s final moments.

Evil phone sex with Stephanie

evil phone sex

I’m still patiently waiting on the signal from Mr. B that means our evil phone sex calls can finally become a reality. He’s going across the country to hunt down the bitch that his twisted brain can’t stop obsessing about. Together we’re going to torture her and snuff out every one of her closest family members. Both of us are tired of only being able to mutilate this whore in our fantasies. Once we finally get our hands on this bitch, her mom, sister and even her little girl, there will be no end to the fucked up fun we’ll have with them. Mr. B has the same taste for blood that I do so I know that once the blade of my knife is gliding through that bitch’s flesh and I’m hand feeding him her organs, his cock is going to throb and pulse harder than it ever has. Her eyes, tongue, lips and eventually her heart will all be carved out piece by piece, chewed up and swapped back and forth. I’ll let Mr. B slurp her chewed up body parts off of my tongue while I ride his fat, stiff dick and our victims bleed out on the floor next to us.  Hurry up Master B, your snuff loving slut is ready to help you claim our victims! 

 

Torture Sex in the worst way By Monster Cocks

Torture SexI must have Victim written on my fucking forehead. Heading to a party, that I wasn’t really invited too, but my friend asked me to go with her. I dressed real Slutty Showing off my perky tits, and a tiny little mini skirt that barley covered my freshly shaven snatch. I never knew torture sex awaited me. As soon as Kendra and I got inside, I knew it was going to be a fucked up situation.

There stood atleast 20 fucking guys, all drinking and acting like pigs. Showing their asses, Cocks, and tea bagging eachother. Kendra and I, The only tits in the whole fucking room. I immediately found the liquor.

“What the fuck are we doing here Kendra?” I questioned as I poured myself a solo cup full of fucking bootleggers blue raz. ” See that guy over there, The one with the mullet, I Like him so much and he invited me to come, so I brought you Be thankful”

Fucking Bitch, Kendra clearly didn’t realize, we were the only fucking girls at this college party.

Then the Bullshit started. I just wasn’t in the mood. Drunk college guys hitting on me, grabbing my tits and ass. One even pulled up My skirt. All while Kendra melted over a stupid guy.

I was ready to go home. So I started to leave and I was stopped. A Plastic bag placed over my head and pulled tight. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t breathe and I thought This was it, I was going to die. I was dragged down to the floor. My Skirt ripped, and Panties Torn. Without any warning, I felt one of the biggest cocks enter me. Hard and Dry. His dick forced it’s was inside my pussy Ripping the flesh of my walls. He fucked me So Rough. I tried to scream, but I was losing air, and just when I thought I would pass out from the lack of breath or the fucking pain.

A Hole was poked in the bag.

Breathing so deep, and screaming out the exhale. I was getting pounded as I was held to the floor, heavy ass knees locked down on my shoulders and my arms pinned.

” If she didn’t like it she wouldn’t be so fucking wet” He spewed to his buddies.

“Im next”

Oh My God. It must have been a fucking requirement to pledge this house to have a Monster dick. The next cock was even fatter. He fucked me deep and hard. I Looked for Kendra, and she was in the corner, with mullet fuck, Just letting this shit happen to me. I realized It didn’t matter if I screamed.

A Cock Shoved In My Mouth, Then Lifted to ride a big fucker, and a dick shoved in my ass. I was getting the roughest orgy of my life. I Just let it happen…

Turns out there was a requirement to pledge that fraternity. It was to get a dumb fucking bitch to come be a cum dump for the boys. I was Kendras fucking Key to the Mullet fucks Adoration.

Fucking Cunt

 

Bondage Phone Sex with Me Might Cost You Your Life, Your Cock or Both

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex I am no stranger too. As a reformed slave I have spent plenty of time tied up and abused, but those days are in my rear view mirror. Or so I thought. I ran into a guy that I did not recognize, but he clearly recognized me.

When I stepped out of the strip club, he grabbed me and shoved me into the back of his car. It wasn’t until he took me someplace that I recognized, that I remembered him. I had been to this place before. But I did not have fond memories of it. This guy used to work with my former master. And he was so twisted and demented that even my sadistic ex master took him off the payroll. I guess he didn’t get the memo that I was no longer a slave.

He tied me up on the bed and told me that I owed him my pussy. But I disagreed. I did not owe him a thing. It’s not my fault that my master would never let him fuck me. I didn’t belong to him. I belonged to his employer. But he believes that I cost him his job and almost cost him his life too. However, I know if I would’ve fucked him way back then, I would’ve lost my life as soon as my master found out about it. I refused to let him fuck me now not without a fight.

Since I Earned My Freedom, I Will Fight to Keep It

I did not want to be a snuff porn star again. And I knew if he fucked me, he would kill me immediately afterwards. So, breathed in and breathed out, and thought about how to play this. I convinced him that I always wanted to fuck him, but master got in the way.

And I persuaded him to put his cock in my mouth. What a stupid move on his part because I bit his dick off with my teeth. Although I remained tied up, I knew I had a few minutes to get untied because he started bleeding profusely. I’ve removed balls before, but never a dick. He bled a lot. I ended up covered in his blood. Small price to pay for defending my life.

Did I mention I’m double jointed? I learned to be double jointed because men tied me up so much that I would’ve been left for dead otherwise. It might surprise you what people can do trying to survive. Once I freed an arm, I untied the rest of the knots. And he still appeared coiled up in a ball on the floor crying like a little bitch. I thought about just making a run for it, but this motherfucker would hunt me down and kill me. Only the strong survive right?

Try to Kill Me, You Might Lose Your Cock

So, I kicked him a few times in the groin. He couldn’t move. Honestly, he appeared in excruciating pain because of me. So, I sat on his chest and put my hands around his throat. I wanted him to look in my eyes when he took his last breath. Strangulation phone sex might not be common for me, but I’m no stranger to it either. So, I channeled my anger into my hands as I took his life.

He came after the wrong bitch. I know how to fight for my life. I’ve been fighting for my life since my schoolgirl years. And now that I have a taste for freedom, I will fight even harder to survive. So don’t fuck with this bitch unless you want to die too.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Explored in Dingy Spaces

rape phone sex fantasiesMen have rape phone sex fantasies. And I cannot escape those fantasies. Every time I meet a stranger, especially a younger one, he seems hell bent on fucking me like a whore. And usually, I find myself powerless in those situations. So, I let the men do whatever they want to me. It’s a matter of survival. And I have learned that it’s best to just take your punishment regardless if you think you deserve it or not.

Saturday night, I went barhopping. And although I’m not a big drinker, I find that most of the blue collar guys in these dive bars, share their coke and weed with me. For the most part, the blue collar guys don’t harm me. But this one bar I went to did not appear to be the dive bar I expected.

When I walked in, I only saw yuppie types. Men in suits drinking hipster beer like Pabst Blue Ribbon. Gross. That beer has been around since I was a little girl, and I think it tastes just as nasty. I’d rather drink bong water.

But since I am a taboo phone sex whore, I’m always in the wrong place at the wrong time. These yuppie type men looked at me like a piece of candy, and they hadn’t eaten in days. I think they wanted to fight over who fucked me first. Also, I think they assumed that because I came alone, I must be looking to get fucked. But I walked into that bar to get high not to get fucked.

I’m Always in The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

Even though I could feel all those suit and tie guys checking me out, I sat at the bar and drank a glass of boxed wine before heading home. But somebody pulled me off the barstool and dragged me across the bar. They tossed me on top of the pool table. This almost felt like bad movie scene. A bad porn movie scene. It felt like whoever pulled me across the bar had such a good grip on my hair that I would lose some hair.

The night became a blur to me. I think the bartender put something in my drink. Maybe this place worked like that. Men tip the bartender heavily to drug a female patron’s drink, and then when the drug kicks in they gang bang her in the back of the bar. I did not go to that bar to be a gangbang rape porn star. But unfortunately, it’s me. Wherever I go men, feel the need to take advantage of me. But this night I only drank a couple glasses of shitty boxed wine. And that would not help me with what these men did to me.

Men Love to Force Fuck Me in Dingy Little Spaces

On that pool table, they fucked me not only with their cocks. But they also used pool sticks and beer bottles and their own fists to fuck my pussy and ass. Most of the night seems to be a big blur to me. But I still have a gaped ass that’s partially prolapsed, a swollen cunt, and lots of bruises on my body. It’s never the men you suspect of being capable of such violence against a woman. I guess I better stick to the dive bars I know and stay away from yuppie bars. Apparently, those boys fell nothing but rage, especially for a redheaded milf like me.

Torture Sex of Your Cock and Balls Feels Like Karma

torture sexAs a sexy switch, I can attest that giving torture sex seems more fun than receiving it. Men used to torture me all the time for shits and giggles like my father. Sometimes I look back at my youth, and I’m surprised I’m still on this earth. But I believe in karma. I’m not necessarily religious, but I do believe that the energy you put out in the world will come back to haunt you.

Every single man who abused me when I was young, I remember. My father drugged me a lot to make me less feisty. But when the same men assault you daily for years, you remember them. Their faces forever etched in my brain. And I have exacted revenge on a few of them. Some of them I’ve never been able to find. And others walked into my life, totally clueless to my identity. The fact that they don’t remember the girl they abused pisses me off even more.

When Jason came into the club, I felt like I had seen a ghost. I felt like that innocent young vulnerable girl again. But I am no one’s teen rape porn star anymore. I grew up and I survived. And what my daddy and his friends did to me made me stronger. I know they tried to break me, but they failed.

Revenge for Sexual Abuse Feels Like Karma

The club knows about my past. They also know that occasionally somebody from my past ends up in the strip club. But those men never leave the strip club. I will admit to murdering a few men for revenge. When it comes to revenge for assault, I choose torture. Let them live with their reminder of what their actions cost them.

And yes, I’m talking about castration and sexual torture. Even in the VIP room while giving him a lap dance, this guy did not recognize me. But I did not tip my hand, and he acted just as pervy as I remember. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself. It sent chills up my spine to have this asshole even touch me. But I had to be patient because my thirst for revenge would soon be quenched.

I let him think I would fuck him. But instead, I tied him to the chair and stuffed my panties and bra in his mouth to shut him up. I grabbed a knife, and I carved my name in his dick to see if that jogged his memory. But I didn’t carve Cassandra. I carved my real name. Cassandra serves as my alter ego. A new identity for a fresh start I told myself.

Ding ding ding. I saw the look on his face. He recognized me finally. Although he tried to apologize and tell me he became a new man, I told him a new man wouldn’t be groping a stripper in the VIP room trying to get his dick polished. And while tied up, I did something I’ve never done before. I bit his dick off. Normally the torture I like involves knives and castration bands.

If You Don’t Use Your Cock for Good You May Lose It

And although I carved my name in his dick, rage overcame me, so I just bit his dick off at the base. I felt like a wild animal with a bone. And with my face covered in his blood and flesh, I smiled. He knew what joy removing his fucking cock gave me.

I wanted the torture to last longer. And I planned on castration phone sex, so he would never fuck a girl against her will again. Once a predator always a predator. But in that moment, I ripped the dick from his body giving me the same outcome.

I made a mess of the VIP room. But the girls helped me clean it up. We all have each other‘s backs because we all have men in our past that deserve a heavy dose of karma. One of the girls took his dick home to feed her Pitbull. We dragged his body to the alley to let him bleed out. Cops will think he got himself in trouble somehow being in the wrong place at the wrong time. But they’ll never think a stripper ripped his dick off with her bare teeth as revenge.

Accomplice phone sex whore has a cute little sacrifice

Accomplice phone sex whore got a new baby to break in – a cute little sacrifice named Anna. This feisty teen slut was wandering the streets, tempting doom, when I swooped in and claimed her as my own. I told her I’d be her mommy. She lapped it up like the hungry bitch she is, promising to be good and obey my every command. Accomplice phone sexBut Anna’s been a naughty girl, refusing to take cock like a proper whore. It’s time for her to learn her place, and I’ve got the perfect training grounds, our snuff films. Since our last little porn star got too broken to use, we need another one anyway. It’s not like anyone is going to look for Anna; she is free to use and abuse!
But I need my accomplice Daddy, to hold her accountable and give her the meanest Torture sex! Anna’s going to be our star pupil. I’m going to mold her into a porn princess, and you’ll make sure she suffers by cock every second! She’ll scream and cry, but in the end, she’s just meat, so if she is going to be a problem, we’ll end her at the end of our porno!
I’ll make her drink down your cum until it’s coming out of her nose, and she is choking on it! When I’m done with her, every inch of her skin will be marked with the scars of her degradation. If she is lucky, she’ll be a living fuck doll, used to take primal cock beatings! A piece of smutty art, a demonstration of my deviant genius.