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Torture Sex to Make Her Scream

torture phone sexMaster loves to hear me scream. My pain is his pleasure. I have no clue what my latest offense was to him, but he pulled me out of bed. Dragged me across the carpets leaving rug burns all over my body. He strung me up to my shower rod, stripped what little clothing I had on off. He flicked his cigarette ashes on me to hear me whimper. He whipped me with a leather belt that had a huge belt buckle to hear me scream. He put hat pins through my nipples and clit to hear me scream louder. The entire time he was abusing my body, his cock was out of his pants and hard as a rock.

taboo phon sex funThe louder I screamed, the harder he got. Of course he had to take the abuse to a higher level. Master is always pushing my limits; attempting to find a higher level of pain that will make be scream louder than before. Every time he does this, I think there is nothing else he can do short of killing me that could make me scream louder than the last time. And every time I am wrong. Master held before my eyes a long sharp needle. At first I thought he was going to pierce my clit or my labia, even my nipples with it. In hindsight, I wished he had. He used a spreader bar to keep my legs apart. He then slowly inserted the needle into my pee hole. Not my pussy, but my urethra. The pain was worse than anything I had ever felt. I screamed bloody murder right before I passed out from the pain.

snuff pornI woke up still hanging from my shower rod. A metal instrument in my urethra. Bloodied and bruised pussy mound. Pins through each nipple and clit. And cum all over my face. Master nowhere in sight. I served my purpose as his torture sex doll. I know he will be back. He cannot get enough of my blood curling screams of pain.

Only accept the BEST!

Torture sexHe told me he was going to make me his bitch and he could fuck me like I never had before. I told him if he didn’t he would regret it. When we got to the room of course he tried his best to fuck me. He slammed his cock in me so fast. He put his tongue, fingers, and cock all in my asshole. He bit my nipples, choked me, gagged me, tied me up, and borderline raped me. Little did he know this is how daddy taught me to like it. Hell this was nothing. So I told him to let me handcuff him. I handcuffed his hands and then his legs. I put tape over his mouth and pulled out his cock to suck it, when he closed his eyes I grabbed my tool and branded him right on his balls. He was handcuffed to the headboard so there was no escape. Then cut off his toes one by one, saving his big toes for last. I shoved both of his big toes up his asshole before I cut his throat. I told him if he didn’t keep his word he would be sorry.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies: Mommy is Your Whore

rape phone sex fantasiesDo you have rape phone sex fantasies? When I was a younger mommy, strangers broke into our home. My husband and young brats were restrained and forced to watch as 3 men violated me in my marital bed. They strapped me down to the bed, put a ball gag in my mouth and force fucked me for hours. My family was powerless to assist me. My attackers kept telling them that I was a worthless cunt who deserved to be fucked like an animal. Treated like a dirty whore. One of my assailants wrote whore on my forehead. At one point I had 3 cocks in my ass at once like I was some ass rape porn star. Never had that much dick in my butt at once. It tore my rectum causing me to bleed all over my white sheets. I was crying, but not fighting for fear they would hurt me further, maybe even kill me in front of my boys. After hours of torture sex, I laid on the bed humiliated, bloodied, battered and scared. The masked intruders let the boys go and told them to attack me. “She is a dirty whore who likes it rough. Take your cock tease mommy and put her in her place,” they told my sons. Instead of helping their mommy clean herself up, they violated me all over again. Ever since then, I have been nothing but a fuck slut to my boys. Would you like to attack mommy too?

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Taboo Phone Sex: Sewn to Own

taboo phone sexHe said I was too beautiful. I thought he meant it as a compliment. Then he used my face as a punching bag. So when he said my body was too perfect, I knew I was in trouble. He started carving me up. Cutting my flesh. My beauty pissed him off so he took it from me. “Ugly whores make the best slaves,” he said as broke my nose and sliced my clit. He hit me so hard I passed out. I woke up in a morgue like room. I was trembling with fear as I saw all the cutting instruments next to me. I could smell the death in the air.

torture sexI glanced over and he was stitching up a dead girl. “She use to be beautiful just like you. Now look at her,” he said. His cock was hard. She was all scarred up. “Scars make you ugly. Ugly makes you submissive,” he kept repeating as he started fucking the dead girl. After he came in her corpse, he moved closer to me with a big needle and thread. I peed on the cold table from fear and disgust. I thought he was going to kill me like he did the other girl and fuck my lifeless body. Apparently he just wanted to unpretty me so I would never leave him. He did not realize I was his already.

ass rape pornHe started sewing my cunt shut. “Now you won’t be tempted to be a slut,” he said with evil glee as he pierced my pussy mound with a big needle. I screamed, but he kept sewing until my pussy was closed for business. Swollen, bloody and sewn shut in the shape of a corset. Only he could untie my pussy for his pleasure. It was like a chastity belt, but painful and bloody. Now I was scarred, scared and submissive. His ugly fuck pig until he grows tired of me.  I was sewn to own.

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I have become very attached to my master, he takes good care of me. The other night we had some fun with some tools. I had a screw driver and an electric drill. He wanted me to take the drill and begin to drill into my lower tummy. I probably wont ever be aloud to reproduce since he wanted me to drill deep into my flesh, all the way into my uterus. The pain was excruciating I could not help the tears running down my face. I felt like my tummy was on fire and the blood gushed from the three holes I made and it ran down my pussy mound, into my pussy, and down my legs.

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He thought now that I had blood flowing down into my pussy, that is would be good lubricant. He told me to take my screw driver and drive it into my pussy. He wanted and demanded I do it, hard, fast, and rough. I did as my master said because without his approval and satisfaction,- I am nothing. I needed to please him and make him happy. My pussy was so red and swollen and full of blood that when he finally stuck his cock inside of me, he couldn’t even fit in my pussy hole. He rammed himself harder and harder until his amazing cock was all the way inside of my worthlessness. I begged for more with cries of pain. He wanted to make sure I saw how happy I made him as he took his cock out of me and forced me on my knees and came in my eyes.

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Taboo Phone Sex Vore Fantasies

taboo phone sexI’m a druggie whore. All the bad situations I get myself into are usually drug related. Either I’m scoring drugs or on drugs. I hooked up with this guy in a seedy part of town to score some coke. I owe a lot of dealers money, so not everyone will sell to me. But, there are plenty I can trade favors with; you know pussy for coke. I agreed to let this dude fuck my ass bareback for a couple bumps. He wouldn’t let me sample the product before tearing into my ass. I hate fucking sober. I’m up against a fence getting anally tortured, when his friend comes over joins in. So I got two cocks up my butt. I’m trying to act like I enjoy it, so they will pop off and I can get my fucking coke.

snuff pornThe dealer sensed my lack of excitement over fucking him and his friend and threatened to not hook me up. I begged for a line. Told him I fuck like a porn star when high. He let me snort a couple lines off his friend’s cock. I loosened up, started really fucking like a pro. Then I don’t know what the fuck happened. I felt something slimy on my back, licking me. I was afraid to look. Suddenly, cocks were out of my ass and I was flat on the ground. I felt something sharp and wet enter my cunt and it was pulling me towards it. I totally freaked out thinking these sick mother fuckers tossed me into a snake pit. I looked behind me and I was being devoured by a frog. What the fuck. Where was I? I was like a fly to this creature. It slowly pulled me into its mouth, devouring me completely. Suddenly, it was dark. I was in the belly of a beast. The smell was awful. I felt all sorts of gross things around me. It felt like I was drowning in some sort of internal liquid. My flesh felt like it was burning.

fantasy phone sexI think I passed out or blacked out or something. Next thing I know, I woke up naked in the alley I was fucking in earlier. I had cigarette burns all over my body. I smelled like urine. I was covered in cum. I mean big chunky thick jizz. I was fucked hard and left in the alley like a druggy whore. Hmmmmm. Had I been swallowed by a toxic frog or just gangbanged, drugged and left like trash? I want more of that coke. If you can’t tell a vore hallucination versus a gangbang, you know you on some good shit.

The Wedding Night

taboo phone sex chelsea12I don’t think there’s a bigger turn on than a woman who knows her place. I know I’m just white trash. I live in a run-down trailer with my drunk of a BF, Larry. He pimps me out to everyone. Doing drugs keeps me sane. Just a line or two and I would fuck anything with a cock….and I do mean ANYTHING. I will probably be a dirty whore until they carry away my cold, dead body, and even then, he’d probably still be pimpin’ me out.
Lately, his game is to dress me up like a flashy tramp. Short skirt, high heels, thigh high stockings, fake eyelashes, the whole works. He loves to make me up. Sometimes I think he is a fag at heart and that’s why he doesn’t fuck me himself. “Look, bitch.” he said to me. “I need money to pay a gambling debt. Don’t come home until you have $500.”
I admit that made me pretty hot. I thought about the beating I would get if I came home short. I decided the best way to make that much was to get a bachelor party gig.
That’s when I saw you. You are standing all alone, waiting for your wedding day only 12 hours from now. You look drunk and angry. I decide to fuck with you. “Hey, sexy,” I purr. Why don’t we have a wedding recital tonight. You and the wedding party can all line up and fuck me.” I feel your slap come out of nowhere. You hit me hard across the face. “You cunt,” you whisper, “I love my fiance.”
My skin tingles and I am turned on. I look at you with big blue eyes. “Hit me again. Come on. Take it out on me.” You smile cruelly and drag me towards the party room. I feel you rip off my sexy dress, leaving me in my stockings. “Cunt likes abuse.” you say. Someone grabs my arm and I feel liquid gold rush into my veins. The rest is a blur.
I awake to see you standing over me. You are jerking your cock hard and fast. “Filthy whore. Dirty white trash. Harlot. Skank” you whisper as you blast your nutsac onto my prone body.
I look into the mirror. My face is broken. I see a busted lip, black eye, and bruised cheeks from being slapped. I look further down. I have bruises from being kicked. My pussy is sore and my asshole feels like someone shoved a boot up it. Suddenly, I am overcome with need. I stand in front of the mirror and finger my pussy viciously, coming to a screaming orgasm. I see you still standing there, watching. Your slowly begin to clap and throw a wad of money at me. I count it out. $1000. I look up and smile at you.
I know I have you now. You’ll be back for more. Every time you argue with your pretty little wife. Those times when she says no and you are so horny. Your first big fight when you want to knock her teeth down her throat. It’s me you’ll turn to. You know my weakness and I know yours. It’s me who’ll take the abuse meant for her. I’ll get the raging fuck where you choke me and call me names. Your fist will pound me when she wounds your pride. I’m nothing but a punching bag for your rage and I love it. I’m here waiting. honey. Hurry back!!

Killer Torture Sex Trophies

torture sexMost girls grow up idolizing singers and actresses, even athletes. Not me. I was always fascinated by serial killers. Did you know most serial killers keep souvenirs of their kills? Little trophies to help them relive the moment. Serial killers even give their trophies as gifts to loved ones or family members. Anatoly Onoprienko kept the underwear of 52 victims in the Ukraine. Ahmad Suradji killed 42 chicks in Eastern Europe and kept their saliva. Ted Bundy sometimes kept the heads of his pretty victims. Elizabeth Bathoy, a 16th century Countess linked to over 600 brutal torture sex deaths, kept some of her victims blood. And of course we all know that Jeffrey Dahmar kept the genitals of his dead dinner guests.

castration phone sexFrom body parts to jewelry to clothing, the world’s worst murderers, my heroes, have kept trophies. I’m a sadist. I don’t always kill for sexual pleasure. Sometimes it is for sport, sometimes money, sometimes opportunity, sometimes to teach a lesson, sometimes because an annoying fuck has exceeded his or her tolerance level with me. Whatever my motive at the time, my heroes have taught me to take tokens. I am not as random in my souvenir taking as I am with my killings. I love to take balls. I appreciate the twisted mind of Dahmer, so I keep them in a lobster pot on the stove, just like he did. I, however, don’t eat them. I make my female victims devour them in a sick game of “Would You Rather?” You see, if a worthless cunt has the choice between eating the testicles of a dead asshat or dying a painful death, she always selects option one. There is no integrity in that, so she dies regardless. I have spared the life of a couple bitches who stood their ground: no eating human rocky mountain oysters under any circumstance. In the face of death, folks show their true nature. Desperate people with no principles, no personal code of ethics, don’t deserve to live.

snuff pornJust last week I took the balls of a stupid fuck I saw kick a dog. I may be a sadistic bitch, but I pick a fair fight. I put on some steel toed Doc Martins and kicked him in his worthless balls till he was puking up blood. “How does it feel to be kicked loser,” I asked as I channeled my inner David Beckham on his groin. Crying ass pansy. I strapped him to this old electric chair I got at a prison auction, chopped his balls off first, then his pecker which I stuffed in his mouth as I slit his throat. I pissed on the bloody stump that use to contain his tally whacker and masturbated as I squeezed his balls in my hand watching him bleed out. The next morning, I had a contract kill scheduled for a cheating whore gold digging wife. As she was chomping on his severed balls, my little trophy, in a worthless attempt to save her life, I asked her how her douche bag boyfriend’s testicles tasted. The expression on her face was priceless. Almost as good as the expression when she realized I was going to kill her anyway. “Maybe you can keep your whore legs crossed in hell, bitch,” I giggled as I stabbed her cheating cunt with a 12 inch serrated blade until she no longer twitched. I don’t usually take trophies from female victims, but it was kind of poetic justice that I had her boyfriend’s dead balls, well one ball, she ate the other one. So, I took her worthless clit. In an old cigar box on my mantle I have the ball and clit of dead stupid lovers. Who says I am not a romantic?

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Taboo Phone Sex Fantasies: Death by Exsanguination

taboo phone sexI saw her staring at me all night. Beautiful dark goddess. The way she looked at me consumed me with naughty thoughts. My pussy got so wet from her gaze. She looked like she could own me. I wanted her to own me. Normally, I am only submissive to men, but there was something so mesmerizing, so intoxicating about her, that I knew I would do whatever she wanted. She bought me a drink. We went into a VIP room at the club.

No words were ever exchanged. I saw the BDSM equipment adorning the walls of the room. I gave myself up willingly to her. Arms extended, head bowed, I fell to my knees and kissed her feet, slowly working my lips all the way up her perfect body. He skin was alabaster white and cool to the touch. She collared me. Yanked me up by a chain. She escorted me to a chair where she strapped me in. Looked like a flogging chair. I wanted her to beat me. She sniffed my hair, my neck; she seemed to be drinking in my scent.

bloody phone sexShe spread my legs. I was excited beyond my imagination at the thought of her eating my pussy. Then suddenly, I felt a sting followed by a warm cascading sensation. I must of peed myself in excitement. I felt cold, however. The warm sensation of earlier was gone. She stood up from between my legs covered in blood, my blood. She bit my femoral artery. I was bleeding out, not slowly either. I could feel myself getting weaker, colder. Yet somehow I was aroused. Nipples erect, clit hard.

She kissed me with my blood on her lips. The only thing I ever said to her was, “Bite me.” He mouth opened wide and I saw the fangs. Pretty white razor sharp fangs bit into my external carotid artery. Blood gushed out my neck. Two small bite marks would drain me faster of all my blood than 100 stab wounds. I guess I need to be careful who I pick up in a bar.

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Pussy Torture

Taboo Phone SexMy car broke down and I needed a little extra money for repairs so I was looking for a way to make a quick buck.

So I found this guy who wanted to tape me talking about sex for a hundred dollars.

When I got there, the room was empty except for this giant bird cage and a table covered with different tools and candles.

I heard the door lock behind me and a voice called out from the darkness and ordered me to remove my clothes.

I did as I was told and then he tossed some chains and cuffs at my feet and ordered me to put them on and get in the cage.

I was starting to think this was a bad idea! Then someone came up from behind me and slammed me to the ground and chained me up before he threw me in the cage!

He told me that this was going to hurt but at anytime, all I had to do was say the safe word and he would stop. Then he stuffed a ball cock in my mouth!

He lit a few candles but I still could not see his face. As he dripped hot wax on my cunt, I realized the candles were not for mood lighting!

It stung like hell and he was enjoying my pain!

The more I whimpered, the harder he got!

Then He snuffed it out by shoving the burning end deep in my wet fuck hole!

I knew he was getting off on my screams because he stopped the pussy torture long enough to fuck my mouth with his massive hard cock!

He came all over my face and I thought he was done but he was just getting started!

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He spent the entire afternoon whipping my bruised pussy, prodding it with a taser, burning it with a hot fire poker!

In between each round of torture he would rape my mouth and cum all over my face.

I must have passed out from the pain because I woke up I was sitting in a puddle of thick chunky dick snot and there was a man standing in front of me with a hose!

He started spraying me down like I was some muddy car! The water was so powerful, I thought it would peel the skin off my body!

I would have asked him to let me go but I still had the gag in my mouth. But he wasn’t done with me.

No, today he was going to torture my ass!

I don’t think I am going to get out of here alive!