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Domination Phone Sex: I Need Violent Slave Training

domination phone sexI had an ad out looking for domination phone sex. I wanted a new master. This one guy who responded was sexy as fuck. Older man, wealthy and very handsome. Many of my masters have not been handsome. This guy was like 50 Shades of Gray hot. I never vetted him. I was taken by his looks and let my guard down.  He made me get to my knees the moment I met him. I was naked and on all fours within a minute of entering his place. He smacked my ass then shoved his fist inside me. He told me I needed slave training to be his whore, so he sodomized me with his fists. He was brutal too. He wanted my ass prolapsed so he could fuck it back inside me. He made me crawl around on my hands and knees like a dog. I had to eat his cum off the floor. I had to drink his piss too. He made sure I knew I was subhuman to him. Nothing more than a worthless whore to fuck. His sexiness quickly lost appeal the more violent he got with me. When I wanted to leave, he chained me to a table leg. He made me suck his cock after I had it in my ass. I was not a willing ass to mouth slave. I was not willing anything after he prolapsed my ass, but I belong to him now.

 

GangBang Rape Porn While Waiting on an Uber

gangbang rape pornGangbang rape porn happens at the most unexpected times. I can tie one on when I want to. I love closing a bar down. Normally, I go to my local bar when I can’t find a suitable fuck buddy for the night. The weather stranded me downtown. I was waiting on an Uber ride, but it was taking forever because of the weather. I decided to wait inside this dingy little bar. There were not many people in the place. Enough for me to pass the time until my ride, however. I was doing shots with some crusty old men. It was harmless enough, until the bartender locked the door from the inside and told the guys it was closing time. It was like that phrase was code for fuck the whore. One guy tied me up with rope used in case of needing a window escape. While he bound and gagged me, his buddies got naked and primed their cocks watching their pal tie me up like I was raw meat. These crusty old men turned vicious on me in a matter of seconds. Honestly, I didn’t think they had it in them. They looked old and harmless. They rammed their dicks in my ass and face. They slapped and punched me, one guy even branded my ass with a large W for whore. They came in and on me for over an hour and my fucking Uber ride was still not there. I had no way to escape my snuff porn hell. The men finished when they all came on me, covering me in cum. I got kicked in the cunt a few times before the bartender tossed my fucked, naked ass out the door in the cold just in time to catch my Uber ride. It was an awkward ride home.

Snuff Sex Mercy Kill

snuff sexSometimes I am just in a snuff sex mood. Last night was one of them. I went cruising for a young hooker for hire. No one ever goes looking for a missing whore, no matter what her age is. Runaways and illegal immigrant girls are always hooking on the corner downtown. Money is money, right? A young hooker will take money from a woman just as much as a guy. I picked up this little Hispanic bitch. She had a chunky ass and big tits. For a moment, I thought she might make a tasty meal, but I was flying solo and she was enough food for a few people. She barely spoke English, but I could tell she had a tragic life. Needle marks all over her arms, bruises on her body, a few teeth missing…no way I would ever fuck her. I was sure she had a nasty coyote pimp who was making her hook to pay for the honor of being brought illegally into our country. This was a mercy killing. Too bad you weren’t with me too savor her fuck holes first. She did have a juicy cunt. She was less than half my age, but her cunt looked like she was 30 years older than me. I fed her, sort of a last meal, I guess. I even let her shower at my place. I knew her pimp likely had a tracking device on her, so he would be coming by when she didn’t return home. While she was in the shower, I killed her. Stabbed her like I was Anthony Perkins in Psycho. She didn’t put up much of a fight as I stabbed her tender flesh. That was a letdown.  Now her pimp, he was more fun.  He put up a hell of a fight, but I cut off his cock and from then on, I had the upper hand. I made a mess of my house, but I fed them both to the coyotes. No one would be looking for them because no one knew they were in the US. I love killing illegals because no cares about a dead illegal freeloader, right?

Ubi Ponat Daemoniorum

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I am that little darkness that sits on your shoulder.  The one that tells you to go on, nobody will know, take it, hurt it, fuck it, kill it.  You try so hard to ignore me, but you cannot.  It might take minutes, hours, or years, but you will give in.  When you do, I promise it will be the most incredible feeling in the universe. Every day you allow more and more of those little thoughts that I planted to creep in.  You lose yourself in them, smiling to yourself.  Each time you do, I gain a little more ground.  When you are sleeping I flood your dreams with despicable acts of beautiful cruelty.  You wake up in a cold sweat, breathing heavy, frightened, do not worry, you will come to love those sexually deviant nightmares.

You will welcome those images like you welcome a dear friend into your home. You will start to see them in all things you do.  The dark temptation becomes harder and harder to resist. You keep telling yourself, “No!”, bringing yourself back from the brink of committing a vile act of immense pleasure.  The point comes where you do not block out my words, you long for them to call to you every minute of every day.  You feel something building inside of you, at first it is a want.  Then it becomes a need, a craving that you cannot satisfy.

I whisper continuously into your subconsciousness.  I become your safe place.  Without the dreams, words, thoughts you feel lost, you beg for me to continue. I do.  You are mine now, the things that I tell you to do, you do without question.  They make you feel powerful, they make you feel like nothing bad can ever happen to you.  You carry out the tasks with precision, with glee, with my blessing.  I’m the little darkness that sits on your shoulder, until you become what I want, then I will go quiet.  You will be left broken, exhausted, unable to survive without my words, the misery will become great, you will cry out only to be met with silence.  However, I will return, I will revel in what I have created in you, in your life, the chaos, the pain, the tortured thoughts of all you did for me and that will sustain me until I find another who I want.