Today my friends wanted to go to the beach and over night camp. We were swimming in the water when I first saw you. You were gazing at me from a distance, trying not to make it obvious. But I saw you and I liked it. I spent all day trying to impress you. Every move I made I knew you were watching. I figured you’d come and talk to me, but you didn’t. We were off to bed after having a fire. I could see someone walking outside my tent but I didn’t say anything. I knew it was you, and I was ready for what you were going to give to me. I’m getting wet just thinking about it! I turn and lay on my side, you step inside my tent and zipper it so quietly, I barely hear you but I know you’re there. You come up from behind me and grab me by my face so fast. You think I’m going to scream but I don’t. I love the way you’re grabbing me! I want you to give me more, and oh you do. You grab me by my waste and pull me in. I can feel your huge cock against my ass. If I wasn’t wet enough already!! You rip my shorts off and shove your dick deep in my ass so fast. It almost hurt a little. But I like the pain. I like how you hold me squeezing my body until I can’t breathe. When you’re finally done you leave me barely breathing and bleeding every where… My secret admirer.
Tag: Torture sex
I’m yours for the night
I love torture sex more than anyone!
I am the meanest bitch you’ll ever meet and I love torture sex more than anyone. So you don’t want to get on my bad side, like my neighbor. I know it may seem silly but I think that stupid little disrespectful bitches need to be taught a lesson. This one in particular definitely needs one. She is a younger bitch, probably not a day over 18. She likes to park in the front two spots and parks her fucking car in a way where she takes up both. Plays her music loud and looks like a punk little slut. I can not stand girls with no respect for others, and I can not stand what a little whore she is too. I decided it was time SOMEONE taught her a lesson. She needed to learn not to fuck with me, so I was out there waiting for her when she parked. I told her I wanted to invite her over and that stupid bored little bitch was like “Okay!”… what a dumb slut. She walked right into my house where I had lots of things waiting for her, first a lil smell of this to knock her out and tie her up and prepare her for me and my friends. When she woke up she was all kinds of confused and trying to scream but she couldn’t scream thru the gag in her mouth. I would have woken her up with a cock in her mouth but she was probably going to be defiant at first and I didn’t want her biting my friend. I bet you’re dying to know what I did to those puffy nipples and that barely legal pussy, but if you want to know all of the juicy details and what a mean bitch I really was then I guess you better get to dialing…
Ass Rape Porn or Torture Sex?
Ass rape porn is my specialty. I am an anal whore for anyone, even a hot bitch. My eldest son often gets in trouble with this girl he goes to school with. She is what you would call a lipstick lesbian. She is also his drug dealer. She has a thing for red headed MILFs, especially submissive ones. My son has a bad habit of scoring coke for his frat house then no one chips in and he is cut off till he pays up or makes a trade. This week he made a trade. He traded his mommy’s ass. Not like I have not been fucked by huge dick in my ass before. I love it. But, I also love cock and cum. A woman can’t fuck my ass as hard as a man can.
I was mistaken. Amber was one of the roughest fucks of my life. My son informed me ahead of time that I should be prepared for a hardcore anal fucking. I honestly didn’t think he knew who he was talking to. I have been sodomized by baseball bats. I have experienced anal torture sex with fists and big black cocks. I have been gang banged. When Amber showed up she had the biggest goodie bag I had ever seen in my life. Dildos that were 2 feet long and as thick as the base of a wine bottle. No lesbian I have ever known wanted anything that big up any of their holes. Amber was a different breed. She was a bitch in charge of other bitches. She scared me, and rightfully so. I was just a piece of meat to her.
She was nice enough to let me do a few lines to dull the pain. But even the purest cocaine could not dull the pain of a two foot tree trunk thick dildo pummeling my ass hole for hours. She had a lot of rage and my ass was her punching bag. I couldn’t believe my son would sell me to such a sadistic bitch. My ass was a cavern by the time she was done with me. I mean honestly, a few men could have gone spelunking in my ass it was that wide open. She barely spoke to me the entire time she was assaulting my ass. No lube either. Just raw anal fucking that left me in misery. She spit in my gaping hole and tossed her burning cigarette in too as she left. “Your son was right Blair. You do have a hot ass. Now a smoking hot ass.” And she was gone. Left me with my ass on fire in more ways than one.
Do you like taboo phone sex like anal torture? The victims and the sadistic bitches here are all no limits no taboos. Can’t risk your wife or girlfriend hearing your dark desires? Then cyber texting is for you. Same rate as a call. Same sick and depraved scenario as on the phone.
Dare for death
No one knew about my torched pass. The things that my brother did to me when I was young. Its something I have kept deep inside. He lived out his rape fantasies and I was beaten as a young girl. It has made me bitter and dark. So dark that I choose to be a dirty prostitute.
One day on the prowl I saw this creepy man on the block. He had crazy looking eyes. One yellow and one sea blue. So I approached the bastard and said, Looking for a date? He gave me a crooked ugly smile and said only if she does blow. Then I said blow is my middle name.
He told me to hop on in. So I did. I got into his red hummer and we drove to the nearest hotel. He got the keys to his room and then we went inside. He put the blow on the desk and we drugged ourselves to a delirious high.
I was so far gone I didn’t give a fuck about shit at the time. All I heard was stand up you dirty black bitch. I stood up and he punched me right in my face. He ripped every piece of clothing off that I had and tied me to the desk chair. He stood in front of me with his dick in my face and asked, Do you know what nigger whores are for? I shook my head no and he said I was only good enough to be used as a toilet.. Then he pissed all over my body. Then laughed and laughed.
Next thing I knew he started choking me out and whispered nigger your gonna die today. He pulled his butcher knife out and started cutting slits in my arms, tits, and thighs. I couldn’t scream because I was so high. All I saw was red blood dripping from my body. He put the knife to his tongue and started to lick and taste my blood. MMM good nigger blood he said.
Afterwards he started pouring salt in my open flesh. Yes it burned like hell. He step behind me and untied me and grabbed my long black hair and dragged around the room to the bed. He threw me on the bed and let out a big huge glob of spit in my face. He put me face down with my ass in the air the forced his dick in my ass. No lube, No warning just my asshole and his dick.
He told me this was gonna be your end nigger whore. I couldn’t cry although I was scared. But to me my life didn’t matter anyway. He released his cock from my ass and out fell my bloody shit every where.
He then flipped me around his knife was to my throat as he put his white cock into my pussy. He fucked me rough, and hard but I just ignored the pain. At the end when he was almost there he looked me in my eyes and said Nigger bitch are u ready to die? I replied, Make it quick I do not care for his death I pray and dare.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with a Blonde Whore
Rape phone sex fantasies are pretty common calls for me. I use to think most men had such fantasies, but in reality, most men have real experience force fucking bitches. Some complete strangers, but often someone they know. As a woman you can never guess the “type” of man into force fucking a bitch. A few weeks ago, I took a temporary job for some extra cash as a receptionist. Answer phones and look pretty. Pretty simple work. The guy I worked for looked pretty straight laced. Not the kind of man into the BDSM scene. Looks are deceiving. This older man in a designer suit with a Harvard MBA who looked liked he had only fucked to procreate, had a mean nasty side to him. I now understand that many rich boys think they own everyone, especially trailer park whores like me. I messed up a message and saw his nasty side.
He pulled me to the ground with his fingers hooked in my mouth like I was a fish he caught. He shoved me in front of his dick. He made me unzip his pants and blow him. He skull fucked me. Ravaged the back of my throat until I was choking so bad I puked. He shot a load of cum all over my face, smearing my makeup. I looked like a strung out whore. He slapped my face a few times, then grabbed my blonde hair and ordered me to pull up my skirt. He ripped off my panties and fisted my cunt. It was more savage than his cock. He had a huge hand with lots of fancy rings. He fucked my cunt with his fist as I tried not to cry or scream. When my cunt was swollen and red, he tied up my clit. Cut the circulation off. He was clearly into torture sex. My only mistake was not giving him a message promptly. I was informed if I removed my clit restraint on my own, I may very well be a dead receptionist. He reminded me that I was pond scum and replaceable.
I finished off the day feeling like my clit would fall off at any moment. It was one of the most uncomfortable days of my life, and I loved every miserable, painful moment.
Murder Phone Sex Fantasies
I love it when he calls to share his murder phone sex fantasies with me. He has the same lust for sweet, young, innocent flesh. We delve deep into the macabre of violating their little bodies in the most violent and in humane ways. Torture and rape fantasies that get our blood boiling to the point that neither of us can keep from cumming at the images we create together. We long to pile their little bodies up, bloody, twisted, distorted in unnatural poses. Then we crawl into the pile together, naked, excited. He is rock hard, I am soaking wet. We let our desire build as we delight in the sensation of the feel of their bodies on our naked flesh, covered in their blood, as we come together and fuck, unbridled, heated, passionate. Knowing it is taboo and evil only spurs our desire for more. His cock deep with in me, my cunt milking him dry as we whisper the words that we long to hear and let ourselves drown in our sadistic desire until we explode together.
Cannibalism Phone Sex: Blonde Rump Roast for Thanksgiving?
Cannibalism phone sex seems to pick up in popularity around the holidays. I think all those men with finer taste get hungry for an exotic meal. I’m a perfect meal, or so I have been told. I’m not too skinny, not fat, just got some meat on my bones. My callers have a lot of different ways of capturing me. Kidnapping, home invasion, duping me with a Craig’s List ad, hitchhiker, stranded motorist, drunk party girl… What remains constant however, is the preparation they take so I am ready to be served on Thanksgiving. I am caged; fattened up with protein shakes; my fake titties are carved out of me; my tats scrapped off me with sandpaper; my body washed of chemicals; my bleached blonde locks restored to my natural color or shaved; and all my piercings removed. Apparently, I will taste better natural.
Once restored to a natural state, the seasoning of my flesh begins. Sometimes I am basted in a herb and butter sauce. Other times, a seasoned marinade is used. I’m usually tenderized first so my flesh will hold the taste best. That is always very painful. There are lots of ways to cook me. Can tie me up like a turkey, stuff my ass and cunt with a sage dressing and oven roast me all day long. Bonus you get to hear my screams from the oven as I slowly cook to death. You can ram a spit roast though my ass and out my mouth, stuff an apple in my mouth and roast me over an open flame like a pig. You can listen to my blood curdling screams as the spit roast pierces my internal organs. . Being burned alive is nothing in comparison. You can even chop me up into little pieces and make a stew out of me. Get off as I bleed to death. Either way you choose to cook me, I am very delectable. Of course the way I taste, has everything to do with how you prepare me.
So what are you eating this Thanksgiving? May I suggest a nice blonde rump roast seasoned to your liking?
Violent Phone Sex Pleasure
I watched them stumble out of the bar.To drunk to be coherent. I watched them laugh as they found their way to the car, groping each other, obviously preparing for a drunken sexual encounter. They were the perfect couple for my desires. Walking over to them it was easy to worm my way into the fun. I slid behind the wheel of the car smiling while they made out in the back seat, laughing at the fact that they now had a third party. Oblivious to what is about to happen they follow me without question. They both think it is great fun as I tie her wrists and hoist them high above her head naked and vulnerable. His cock is throbbing and he has already taken his pants and shirt off and is swaying with a huge grin on his face. I throw him on the ground in front of her and mount him riding him hard and fast bringing him to the edge. Just as he is about to cum I reach behind his head and twist his neck hard, not enough to break it completely but enough to paralyze him. His mind hasn’t registered the pain as it is still focused on his pleasure. I reach down with a nice sharp scalpel and rip his eye from it’s socket as they scream together and blood spatters across my body. As he realizes that he can’t move I continue my assault, ripping flesh from his body blood is everywhere. Getting off of him I slice his ball sack open and remove his balls. Rubbing his blood all over her. Her eyes are glazed over with fear. He is on the edge now and won’t last much longer. The act of violent phone sex and her fear feeds my pleasure.
World Peace Day? Naw torture phone sex is better!
World peace day my fucking ass! Hahaha! Fuck peace, there is nothing more I want more than pain, blood, and torture. I want these little whores screaming and suffering to their fullest fucking capabilities. I don’t want anything but to torment these sluts during torture phone sex, I want them to feel the worst pain they’ve ever encountered, and then I want them to beg for it. Oh yes, I am fucking twisted as they come. And these whores, well let’s just say there will be more than a little blood to go around. If they’re thirsty I will let them know I would be more than glad to make them a nice piss/blood drink. Nice and fucking warm and yummy for those whores. Oh, you can swallow cum but you can’t swallow your own blood bitch? I don’t fucking think so! Ha… this is when things get violent, you don’t wanna piss me off! I am cruel and I will be putting these sluts through the biggest agony possible, it’s what the deserve, and after some torture I am sure they will admit that.
Nasty Whore Aubree
If your an open mined Guy looking for some hot kinky phone sex? Do you want a sexy slut that has no taboos and no limits . If so then you have found the right place to be. I love it all and will do anything at least once . I have a hole big bag filled with toy’s just waiting to be played with. I need a real man that can take control over me and use me like that whore I am. I want to feel you slapping as hard as you can in my face. I want you to grab my hair and pull me around the room like you own me. I am now your cum dumpster and will do any thing you tell me to do. I need to be treated like dirt Spit on me Piss on me slap me around. I NEED IT .. not just only want it. I want you to fuck my ass until I beg you to stop . But we both know your not going to stop any time soon. I will do anything you want be any thing you need. I’m your slut and I need you to treat me as such …. No limit , No taboo, kinky phone sex.