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Tricked By You

My doorbell rang and when I answered, there was nothing but a vase of flowers and a note. The note said to meet you at an address I had never heard of. I know you have been watching me for some time now, but this is the first communication you have really made, other than the late night phone calls where you say nothing.  I decided to go, even though my gut was telling me I shouldn’t. But I had to know who you were and what was going on, and the flowers seemed nice, so I went.

The address was an old run down building, but I wasn’t scared because it was daylight, so I got out of my car and tried to find an open door. The back door was cracked, so I went inside. It was musty and no electricity seemed to be on. I called out, “hello?” and no one answered. The hair on the back of my neck stood up, and I somehow knew you were there. Just then, you came up behind me and put your hand over my mouth and your arm around my neck. I started kicking, but was unable to scream. That is all I remember until waking up just now, tied up, with you standing above me.

You are not what I expected, and even though I am scared, my pussy begins to throb because I know exactly what you want to do to me. I can see your hard cock through your jeans and my clothes have already been ripped. Had you already done things to me while I was passed out? I had no idea, but it felt that way. Now that I was awake, you grabbed me by the hair and shoved your cock in my mouth and told me to suck it. I did as I was told, terrified, but secretly loving how hard you were.

Then you threw me over on my side, and the way I was tied I couldn’t even move or try to stop you. You began slapping my ass so hard that it felt like I was bleeding. You spanked my tight ass for at least 20 minutes before shoving your cock deep inside my dripping wet cunt. You told me what a stupid whore I was for coming today, and I knew you were right.  I tried to tell you I wouldn’t tell anyone if you let me go, but you weren’t listening. The way you were fucking me, I know you have no intention of ever letting me go.

One of my favorite memories

taboo phone sex toni Thanksgiving is boring so I skipped it entirely. Instead I spent the day drinking, smoking, and reflecting on good times from my past. One memory that really stuck out was with my friend Sam. When we entered high school she became such a nasty cunt that by the beginning of our senior year I couldn’t tolerate anymore, something had to be done. I invited her to my house for a weekend sleep over. She accepted my invitation, probably only because of the tree house in my backyard. It was very secluded, hidden behind a very thick layer of trees. It wasn’t your typical tree house and I knew that’s what interested Sam the most. Of course it looked normal from the outside, but inside it was fully loaded. There was TV, cable, games, food, and drinks. My parents never cared much if I drank so they never hid their alcohol from me.

When Sam arrived we went straight to my tree house. I made us drinks and we watched TV for awhile. Then, that stupid little bitch starting running her mouth. She said the way that I dress and behaved was damaging her reputation. I let her ramble on about how people were teasing her for being my friend and how I needed to change. Once I’d had enough I got up and pretended I was making more drinks, but I had something a lot more fun in mind. My Dad kept a hammer in the tool drawer and while Sam blabbed on I managed to grab it without her noticing. The stupid slut made it too easy, she never saw it coming. One quick blow to the head and the torment was over for me, but hers was just beginning.

That entire weekend she was my little toy to experiment with. That blow to the head really changed her attitude. While she passed out I gagged her so no one could hear her screaming, I didn’t want our party to be interrupted. To start, I put my cigarette out on her naked thigh. I could tell she was starting to panic, but all I could was laugh. I kicked her, spit on her, and beat her with everything and in every way imaginable. When I was through with Sam she was laying in a puddle of her own blood with her face caved in. I didn’t even have to clean up the mess. All it took was one phone call and my actual friend Ray came over to help with everything.

The tree house was spotless before the sun came up and Sam was long gone. There was a missing persons report, it became old news fast. No one ever suspected me, they actually felt sorry for me because they thought I lost a friend! Obviously, I enjoyed every second of it. Even looking back now I have a smile on my face.

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An Introduction To Torture Sex

Torture sexIt takes a certain mind set to be aroused by Torture Sex.  There are so many lovely, erotic, brutal things which fall within this type of “Fetish”.  Dependent upon the level of pain your partner can take, and their definition of torture you can open up a whole new world for them.  Imagine if you will the following:

You have had her tied up for hours when the norm calls for twenty minutes max as not to cause nerve damage.  You have found a way around this BDSM golden rule by changing her position a few times without saying a single word to her while yanking her into position.  At last you come into the room and her body is trembling.  All the muscles are constantly spasming which causes her great discomfort, but you do not want discomfort, you want to have your Torture fun.  You walk toward her as you are angry and brandish the dagger.

She tells you to stop fucking around, you haul off and back hand her.  She starts to swear at you. Your reply to her vulgar words is to lay the length of the cold steel of the blade against her lips until she shuts up.  You put the knife down and she starts to cry.  You smile to yourself as you get the fucking machine ready.  She sobs and as you grab the knife she starts to scream, you slice through her binds, grab her hair and pull her across the floor until she is in the position with her asshole exposed to the tip of the enormous dildo on the end of the machine.

You squat down and raise a finger to your lips as you reach over her to turn it on.  Her mouth flies open while she tries to move forward from the violent penetration of her virgin ass.  You hold her face in your hands so that you can watch every single tear roll down her cheek.  You put a posture collar round her soft neck, thread rope through the D ring and tether her in place. 

You go out of the room for a moment to get the bull whip that you have been practicing with for the past month without her knowledge.  You say in a firm voice, “Tell me what you are!”  She says nothing.  You crack the whip against the curvature of her ass, the welt appears immediately.  You repeat your demand.  She whimpers.  You send another searing crack of the bull whip against her tender flesh.  This goes on until she answers you but you do not stop assaulting her tender flesh with your weapon.

With your cock hard as a rock you quickly turn off the fucking machine, getting behind her you shove your cock into her wet pussy.  You unbuckle the the posture collar so that you can place your strong fingers around her neck.  As you choke her harder and harder you both cum. 

Doesn’t all that sound lovely?  I know it does.  Now it is just a matter of dating the right woman who would allow you do this, or better yet, just pick someone at random.  That way it will not matter if they will allow it or not, after all it is all about your pleasure, not theirs.

Bloody Family Feast

Its that time of the month for me, well, any minute anyway. I can feel the cramps and my little tits are sore as hell. You and the rest of the “family” are gathered around just waiting for a taste of me. I’m naked and tied and you hungrily check between my legs every half hour checking for the blood. The other slave whores are so hungry, they will eat anything. And the clots of blood that leak from me each month are like filet mignon to them.

You abuse my pussy and uterus all month long, creating excessive bleeding and huge chunks of flesh that flush out with my period. You collect them on plates and feed the other girls. I think our cycles are beginning to sync because we all live together in the dungeon, and I know there are other slaves ready to flow as well. You keepy checking, scraping your nails hard up inside my pussy walls. The slave sluts drooling for a meal of coppery protein.

A cramp hits me hard and I feel like my insides are coming out. I cry out, and instead of anyone giving a shit that I am in pain, you all gather around waiting for that first drop. You take the metal spoon and shove it up inside. As you draw it out, there are traces of blood onthe sides. Even I am hungry now, and I hope this family feast will satisy my tummy until the next slave whore starts to bleed.

You shove your cock inside as they all watch, and finally the real flow begins. Your cock is covered with blood and small clots and the whores lick it off and clean it up while you plate my flow for everyone. I bleed until I am dizzy, and you feed me my own uterine lining, telling me what a good little pathetic whore I am. I eat it happily, and lay back as you all take turns with your faces in my bleeding cunt. It feels so good to be able to share everything I have with you….

The Nail In The Coffin

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As my master it is his duty to test me and push my limits. Find out what my weaknesses are and to not only abuse them, but use them to his advantage. And on one fateful night of torturing, as a punishment master told me I was going to be confined to a coffin. Closed and just in there for how ever long he chooses. I freaked out so bad. I couldn’t breathe. I begged master over and over again to please let me out. I think I did end up passing out from my anxiety. When he opened that ‘lid’ I went to jump out and he pushed me back down. He said he realizes his pet is afraid of this and he intends on taking full advantage of it. He ripped my clothes off and jumped on top of me. He pulled out his cock and shoved it down my throat. Making me suck his big fat fuckrod. All I could feel was him ramming it down my throat. Feeling a little bit of his oozy cream running down my throat, barely giving me a chance to catch my breath before he was shoving it back down my throat! When he started ramming faster and harder I knew he was getting ready to cum down my throat. He shot load after load of his oozy salty and sweet cream down my throat. He climbed out and pulled me up and told me, now every time I start freaking out in spaces like that, just think of all the dirty things he can do to me in them.

 

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Paralyzed Snuff Phone Sex Slave

I woke up on the table, naked and cold with something around my neck… a collar?  My head was clearing form the chloroform you used to get me here and I felt weak all over. The last thing I remembered was walking from the store towards my car and then you grabbing me from behind. I knew you had already fucked me while I was out, my pussy was on fire and it was so wet between my legs it felt like I had pissed myself. My tits were aching and burning like they had been whipped.

I looked up and there you were above my head. I tried to scream but realized I couldn’t move. You had given me something to paralyze my body. My heart began racing and I kept willing my brain to move my arms, legs, anything, but nothing was happening. I was trapped inside my lifeless body but able to see and hear and feel pain. It felt like a nightmare, but I knew it wasn;t. I could smell your lust sweat on me and the pain all over my body told me I was verymuch awake.

You pulled me by my hair to the edge of the table towards you. My head was dangling at the edge, right under your hard cock. You were upsidedown to me, but staring right into my eyes. Your stare made me even colder, as you pulled my mouth open with your hands and tilted my head back. You took your hard cock and rammed  it into my mouth so hard that it went directly down my throat. I choked but you showed no mercy. You kept fucking my throat as I lay there unable to fight.

Then you reached over me and grabbed my nipples. You pulled them towards the ceiling with all your strength. The pain shot through my body and I knew you wouldn’t stop pulling until you pulled them right off. I vomited all over your cock and you still keep fucking my face as I choked on it. My nipples finally started to give away, and one popped off. I could feel my blood – warm as it rolled down the cold outside of my skin. Then the other one opped offand my nippleless breasts bounced back to my chest.

I could smell the fresh blood, even though I couldn’t see it like you could. The sight made you fuck my mouth, filled with my vomit, even harder until you came. Your hot cum squirted down my throat and I swear I could feel it so deep that it seeped out of the holes where my nipples used to be. The cum mixed with my blood, drained from my chest as you removed your cock from my mouth. I was still choking as you put the chloroform back over my face. You softly said, “Until next time, my Snuff phone sex whore.”

Cannibalism Phone Sex with Cassandra: Thanksgiving Dinner

 

cannibalism phone sex kidnapped submissiveI was on my way to yoga when I got a flat tire. This nice young guy came to my assistance and gave me a lift. He did not take me home or to the garage. He took me to his place where he preceded to break me into submission. He said I was a stupid worthless whore, but he could find a good purpose for me; he just had to break me first. After a week in a cage deprived of my narcissistic wants, I came to accept that I had a greater purpose in life; one that revolved around serving and helping others.

During this month of thanks, I now find myself grateful for my healthy, ample body. You see at 5’9 170 lbs with good muscle tone and excellent health, I can feed a less fortunate family for an entire year. I lack the financial means to support an impoverished family;  I can barely support myself. However, I can nourish them; provide a warm meal on a cold day. My life has purpose now. HE made me see that. I have been eating like a bird and working out daily and using all sorts of chemicals on my hair and body to just be a vacuous dumb Barbie who only serves her own good. That all changed the day I met HIM.

cannibalism phone sex torture evilHE had been watching me, stalking me, knew I needed to find meaning in my life. To give back for the gift of beauty and health I was given. My tire being flat was not a random act; there are no random acts in life. It was a calculated chance to renew my life; to become a better person. I just needed HIS help to realize this. In that cage for a week being fed cornmeal and protein shakes, I realized with HIS assistance that I can give the ultimate sacrifice to help others.cannibalism phone sex snuff

So, this Thanksgiving, dinner will be served and I will be the main course. HE has been preparing me for a feast. HE has been preparing other lucky women too. From my feeding cage I can see him harvesting organs, preparing them in a special manner as to provide the most nourishment for others. All the women HE has collected have a purpose. I am just happy to be the main course. I will soon have a large skewer up my ass, an apple in my mouth and thermometer in my cunt as I slow roast over an open flame.

cannibalism phone sex blonde submissiveI love cannibalism phone sex. How can I serve you? Or perhaps the better question is, how will you serve me? Maybe with a butter base, carrots and potatoes?

 

THAT Belongs To Me

Castration Phone SexYou silly little man.  Did you really think that I would let you treat Me that way and get away with it?  Your stupidity is much more vast than I had thought, if indeed that is what you think.  Now you have found yourself in a very uncomfortable and unfortunate position.  Tell Me. How does that cold steel feel beneath you?  Do you enjoy being in five point restraints on a hard surface?  You can try and try to get out of it but I can assure you I am most adept at knots so you just go and struggle your little heart out.  You aren’t going anywhere sunshine. 

First things first I need to get undressed.  Don’t get  your hopes up doll, this isn’t an Edge Play type of thing.  This is so I do not get blood on my dress.  Do you recognize the lingerie?  It is what you brought for Me when W/we were in Paris.  I thought it only fitting to wear something that makes your pathetic penis rise. 

You just lay there and I will get the instruments ready that I will need.  See, you seem to think that just because W/we are dating that you “own” Me.  Nobody owns Me, and nobody ever will.  You have thought it necessary to be domineering in public settings when your friends are around.  Although I said nothing, do not think that I didn’t hear every word.  Now you leave Me no choice but to teach you exactly what belongs to Whom.

That thing that hangs between your legs is Mine.  You can shake your head no all you like, it doesn’t change that fact.  Since it is Mine, I am going to take it.  I am going to rip it from your body then feed it to you. One bite at a time.  They say you are what you eat, and you My dear have been nothing but a Dick.

You should never hold on to your anger

snuff phone sex I’ve got a little too much anger built up and I think it’s about fucking time to take it out on the most deserving pathetic victims. And I’ve got something in mind for sure. I’ve got this particular hate for those entitled drunk assholes. Always going out, never taking responsibilities. That’s why I’ve already kidnapped that oh so annoying and completely wasted couple I found wandering around downtown last night. They were so drunk they got right into my car thinking I was a taxi! This is why I won’t allow these pitiful fuckers to see another drunken day again. When they woke up it wasn’t so pleasant. I had my electric saw on and that hangover made them cringe and jerk. They are really going to be freaking out once they lose some limbs. My little mementos! They do as they always do – beg and cry and question me on why I am doing this – disgusting. But I absolutely lost it on that slutty skank when she touched me with her bloody, dirty hands. I started beating her face left and right blood was everywhere. It was turning me on; I put my pussy right over her face and started pissing in her mouth forcing her to swallow it. She was crying and choking on my piss, struggling to get away but who’s the true bad bitch here? Me, of course. That’s why when she began to talk shit like she was actually something I wrapped my hands around her dirty, bloody, piss covered neck and started showing her who was the fucking boss. And just before she left this world I stopped and she choked on air, so scared for her life. I’m not done with her yet and I haven’t even barely gotten started on her dumbass bitch of a boyfriend. It’s time to pick a torture because once I’m done playing it’s bye bye forever you little twits.

Worth the Pain

Pain can be such a release for a little fuck slut like me. I’ve been outcast all my life for being different and too thin and being too withdrawn. I was an easy victim for my latest Master. He has tortured me for months with needles and pain and humilation. Yet, once in awhile there was something almost kind about him. The way he would say my name at times, rather than just calling me a little cum dumpster. He would say it with a smooth silky tone, and let it roll off his tongue. And I noticed as much pain as he inflicted on me, he suffered his own pain. His cock stayed limp.

If he caught me looking, he made me pay dearly for it. He would stick needles through my clit and nipples and bruise me so badly that I felt it for weeks. Yet, he didn’t hide his flaccid cock. He had me so mind-fucked that for some reason I wanted to help him. I wondered if pain could help heal his mind the way it heals mine. Its a need, an addiction. Its the only thing that gets my cunt wet. So maybe, just maybe… I could try to turn the tables. Just once. I lay on my cot at night dreaming of what it would be like to inflict pain on him.

One night, ashe was arranging his tools to torture my little body on his table, I reached out and gently stroked his cock. He grabbed my arm so hard that I thought he broke it. He let go and then slapped me so hard I saw stars. But I persisted and reached out again and touched his flaccid cock. He raised his hand to strike me again, but caught my gaze and stopped. I took my chance and grabbed a clamp off the tool table. He watched my every move, but he didn’t say a word. I reached the clamp up to his cock and slowly opened it up.

I took the clamp and placed it on the skin right below the head of his soft penis. He inhaled like it was the first time he had felt anything. He grabbed my tiny breast as if to hold on to something. I took a needle from the table and inserted it through the head of his cock. He turned his head away, as if he couldn’t watch. I inserted another needle and added another clamp. I couldn’t believe my eyes – his cock actually started to grow! It was working… his cock needed the pain. No sooner did I think this before he turned his head back andlooked at me – furious – he reached down and yanked the clamps off and the needles out. His cock went down immediately.

He proceeded to torture my body for hours that night, never letting up with the clamps and needles and making me bleed from every hole I have. He was relentless. I had crossed the line… but I knew his weakness… and it was worth it. I knew one day I would try again.