Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Bondage Phone Sex Gets Dangerous and Painful

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex takes a different spin with me. Men never just tie me up in the basic poses. In fact, if a man wants to tie me up in exchange for coke, I always know it will be more than just bondage. No man in the seedy world of snuff makers and drug dealers just ties up a woman. They violate her horribly while tied up in my world. But a whore’s gotta do what a whore’s gotta do to score coke.

I felt desperate for coke, and this guy on the dark net posted an ad for extreme bondage. Perhaps, I should have used some common sense, but I always get blinded by my need for cocaine. When I arrived at the address he gave me, I had that nagging feeling that I should run for the hills. But that did not happen. My tunnel vision for coke blocked my intuition. This did not look like a place where bondage occurred. However, it did appear to be a place where snuff movies get made. And where girls go to die.

He Tortured My Body with Piping Hot Candle Wax

I just hoped my 9 lives had not run out yet. At first, I thought this might not be so bad after all. The man who placed the ad tied me to this table. I figured maybe he would cum on me or fuck a hole. Maybe even just gaze at me. But he got out a bunch of candles and started pouring hot wax on me. So much wax that I thought he might burn my flesh off. I guess I complained too much, and he shoved a lit thick candle in my mouth to mute me. As wax dripped on my face, I fought the tears.

It felt like torture sex not bondage. But after the wax play ended, he moved me to some swing contraption which he claimed assisted bondage.  He contorted my body backwards to skull fuck me. My body felt wrecked afterwards. Although I did make it out of this dungeon alive, now my back hurts and I have small burn spots from the piping hot wax all over my body. Good thing I have coke now. I am going to need it for my recovery.

Snuff movies with my older boyfriend have me bloody too!

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Snuff movies make my tiny teen pussy ache and throb like never before. 

Last night I was watching the most gory and blood-filled snuff movie with my new boyfriend. He’s like 30 years older than me, I think he is really into some violent fucking shit! While we were watching it, he took out his really sharp knife and started tracing my beautiful little tiny titties.

Snuff movies with my older boyfriend 

 A thin line of blood ran down, and he sucked it and told me it was the breast milk of vampires! I couldn’t believe it, this man was infatuated of my little puffy tits bleeding and him sucking them.

Gangbang rape porn is always been really hot to me, but when they started slicing girls heads off and fucking them. All I can think is that’s a real skull fuck. The dicks were going in the cut throat part and out mouths with cold dead eyes! 

 

Gangbang rape porn that turns deadly! 

 

It was at that moment that he started to cut on me some more and spread my little legs! !  I could feel my fear rising, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I was powerless to stop him, and I knew that I had to do something to stop him. Not only that, but I screamed for help, but no one came.

The night Trace down my belly, and he stabbed me right in the side! I couldn’t help but scream but my boyfriend assured me this was not a death wound, it was a small shallow wound. He just wanted to get off to the idea of me dying.

Snuff sex 

He needed the blood to run down my belly button and around this cock as he fucks me so hard and I screamed so loud!!! I don’t know what I was thinking, who would say is fucking stupid little bitch like me! He didn’t kill me, just left me with a horrible scar, and it took weeks to heal. But he wouldn’t let it heal because he kept fucking my belly wound!

Kidnapping Phone Sex Left Me Naked and Battered Alongside of a Dark Road

kidnapping phone sexKidnapping phone sex stories get my pussy wet. I know. Folks ask me all the time what’s wrong with me. Nothing I tell them. I just enjoy dark fantasies. Plus, my life is a far cry from vanilla. Although I can fake it, I am nothing but an old coke whore. And because of that I get myself in some precarious situations.

My husband gave me money to fix my car. But I bought coke instead. I thought I could get some more miles on my car before it died. And I when I got paid, I could fix the car. I needed coke more than a working car. But on my way back from my dealer’s house my car broke down. However, I knew I could not call my husband to pick me up. Then he would know I put the money up my nose instead of fixing the car.

So, I called AAA to tow me. I got into a car with a man who I thought AAA sent to take me someplace safe. A dark rarely traveled road in the middle of the night no one thought would be safe for me. Even though I do hardcore ass rape porn often, I still did not want to be alone there. But I got into a car with a stranger, not a AAA driver. And I got myself violated and left along side of the road.

My Drug Addiction Puts Me in Danger Almost Daily

As soon as I got in the car, he shot something in my thigh. And the next moment, I woke up naked, battered and full of cum in my cunt and ass along the side of the road. Even as high as I get, I always remember what I did. So, what ever he gave me must have been very strong. My cunt looked bloody. Not sure what he fucked me with. But I doubt just a cock could destroy my cunt like that. Not even a big black cock.

My ass felt equally destroyed. Luckily, my broke down car was not far away. I crawled back to it and waited for AAA.  Perhaps I could use the rape phone sex fantasies of the guy who picked me up as an excuse of why I did not fix the car. Someone kidnapped me and sexually assaulted me on the way to the car shop and robbed me too. And left me unconscious on the side of a rarely traveled road. My husband can be so gullible sometimes.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Was Fucking Hot

I had the best call ever. It dealt with two of my fetishes, cannibalism and breeding.  It was so fucking hot I was playing with my fucking pussy the whole time I was on the phone. So the fantasy was that he got m knocked up to cook and eat the crotch goblin once it arrived.  Once the little semen demon arrived.  Once it arrived we wanted to enjoy it a little first. The caller violated its little mouth with his huge cock. I started to stick my fingers in its little pussy and ass. The thing cried and cried.  I finally got up and found a nice roasting pan and turned on the oven. I put the little crotch fruit in there naked and screaming and shoved the pan into the oven. The more the thing screamed the wetter my pussy got. While it was screaming from being cooked alive we couldn’t take it anymore and started fucking on the floor to make a new toy. After a few minutes, the screams were quiet. The meat was the mot tender I have ever tasted.

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Satan’s Seduction: A Church Whore’s Confession

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Church-going has a whole new meaning after my catholic school days. You see, I was a naughty, naughty girl, and ‘blasphemy sex’ was my middle name. The Lord may forgive, but I sure as hell don’t!

I’ve had my sinful moments right there in the house of God, riding crucifixes and moaning ‘Hail Satan!’ in the sanctity of that holy place. The thrill of doing the devil’s work in the shadows of the altar sent shivers down my spine.

But my masterpiece was corrupting the priest, that holy motherfucker. I seduced him, a young buck with a lusty gaze, and soon he was my willing slave. Right there on the altar, we united in unholy matings, defiling the very essence of their belief.

I pissed and shat on the Bible, that so-called ‘good book,’ just to show my disdain. And for added delight, I used a St. Joseph statue as a dildo—the priest’s eyes nearly popped out of his head!

He was my math teacher too, and after that incident, my grades were forever preserved. I never had to lift a finger for assignments again. My new BFF made sure I aced every term.

Such sweet, sweet corruption! And the best part? Blackmailing the priest into a perpetual fuckfest. He was putty in my hands, and our incestuously religious adventures knew no bounds.

So, dear parishioners, let’s hear it for the whore who found her true calling in the church aisles. Hail to the power of unholy lust!

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies for Mommy Leave Me Beaten Beautiful

rape phone sex fantasiesI’ve been recovering for a week now from my son’s rape phone sex fantasies. One of these days our “beat mommy beautiful,” sessions will kill me. Every time he gets more violent. However, every time I get more coke too. So, I know my son loves me. You might call coke mommy’s kryptonite. In fact, this last streaming session, mommy wore a cut off T-shirt styled with the Super Girl logo, but the S stood for Super Whore. That’s me in case you did not know. I am a super whore for coke. And a super whore for my boy.

We began our live session with my face planted in the bowl of coke with his elbow deep in mommy’s cavern. With one arm up mommy’s barren old womb, he used his other hand to fish hook my mouth and punch my face a few times. He thinks with my fiery red hair that I look best with a black and blue face. Once he removed his fist from my cunt, he punched my teeth out. And they flew across the room.  With the teeth gone, he could skull fuck me senseless like I deserved.

My Son Loves Me Because When He Beats Me Beautiful, He Gives Me Coke

Although I know I am his torture sex doll, I never mind. He needs the money from the live streams to live on and provide his super whore mommy with premium coke. While he throat fucked me, he choked me too. It felt like he was jacking his cock off inside of my throat with every tight squeeze. My face turned red and blue. With his other hand, he pulled out my shitter. But since my ass gets a lot of action, it prolapses so easily these days.

Once my ass sleeve dangled outside my ass, he tied me up in the downward dog position and rammed his cock into my ass pipe which dangled between my legs like a cock. From a distance folks might have mistaken me for a tranny. While he pumped my ass sleeve, he punched me in the back, and the rib cage. He even reached around to the sides to pummel my huge fun bags.

I Am My Son’s Fuck Meat to Abuse Whenever He Wants

He grabbed an appliance cord and began strangling me. He giggled and informed me that I now had a good strangulation phone sex story to tell my friends. Although it appeared like he would choke me out, I know he would never kill his cash cow. As he punched every inch of my porcelain white body, I could feel the bruises emerging.  He even punched my prolapsed asshole like he was Mike Tyson. And that pulled it out even more.

After what felt like an eternity, he turned his focus back to my face. He pissed down my throat while choking me some more. I knew I needed to guzzle it like fine champagne. As he called me a dumb stupid whore, he tossed me across the room with ease. But anyone could, I guess. I am nothing but skin and bones. Most of my body weight comes from my fun bags. And they felt like they deflated when my body hit the floor. The chimes poured in when he pushed my head through a wall.

My Son Needs to Abuse Me Because I Am His Cash Cow

While I hung in the wall like a gallery painting, he slammed his cock inside my piss hole like he would my cunt. He calls me his 4-hole mommy super whore. He considers my urethra my tightest hole like most men. I possess a high mileage cunt and ass, making that pee hole the tightest hole on my old whore body.

However, while I hung in the wall, my son surprised me with a 50-man gang bang. Some of his viewers bid big bucks to assault this mommy whore. They filled my bladder up with cum. Although those men did fuck my ass and my cunt, they focused on my pee hole first. I am still pissing out jizz.

When my boy pulled me from the wall, my make up appeared smeared all over my face.  And my bruises and welts showed in all their glory. For my finale bow of the live stream, my boy smashed my head repeatedly into the hardwood floor. But I think my skull might be thicker than that floor, because I left a dent in the floor.

My Son Let Fifty Strangers Fuck My Pee Hole

While he held my head down on the floor, he gave my prolapsed shitter one more go around. However, he did this with a plastic bag over my head. I could barley breathe as he fucked my dangling shit hole. Now, I am still covered in bruises a week later. And no amount of make-up will cover them up completely. But I do not mind my beauty marks because when they heal, I know he will beat me beautiful all over again.

Blasphemy Sex Makes My Cunt Cum

Blasphemy sex has always made me so horny. I am a naughty girl that grew up in catholic school and I use to get off fucking in the church.  I have taken a crucifix and fucked myself with it while screaming hail satan in a church,  My favorite thing I have ever done is corrupt a priest and make him fuck me right on the altar. The Bible is a holy book, but not to me, I have pissed and shit on it just for kicks.  I took a statue of St. Joseph and used it as a dildo while the priest watched me. he was a young hoy mother fucker and after I got him to fuck with me once I blackmailed the shit out of me to keep fucking me.  He was also my math teacher and I never did another assignment again. I always passed!

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Accomplice phone sex little whore gets you a little gift! 

Accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex little whore loves all the gore that comes with it! No matter what I do, There are always lots of body fluids to clean up after a good accomplice thrill! Sometimes my looks are deceiving, no one ever suspects me of wanting other girls to suffer like I have in the past. But I do have men who need my help capturing something small, pretty and Innocent! 

Accomplice phone sex little whore gets you a little gift! 

You had already texted me that you were having a bad craving and needed me. So when You pulled up and asked me to go hunting with you, I knew that we would be hunting little souls. Into the free candy van hopped and brought my super special backpack of goodies with me.  That’s when I spotted her. Playing all alone in her side yard in a cute little summer dress. No shoes, face dirty and a look of pure dumbness in her eyes. You were so excited at my find, you park down the street and gave me a big bag of lollipops to help lure her.

Kidnapping phone sex Teen gets you a baby girl

Laughing when recognized that look in your eyes and when your cock sprang up to attention for her! I smiled at you, knowing what you were thinking. I knew you were going to have some fun with her.  It was then that I grabbed my backpack and pounced, my heart already racing with anticipation. Lucky for you, Kidnapping phone sex has given me all the tools to swiftly grab a little one with ease. 

My sweet little morsel is going to suffer at your angry p-daddy hands tonight! Once we were back ta the hotel, I shoved her in a suitcase and brought her and our toys in. My pussy drenches my panties as I pull her out and undress and wash her. She’s crying as I take off her gag. But no one here will care if they hear her. They are all too fucked up on dope to give a shit. I’m going to fuck this little bitch up with you! How we do it is all up to our insane Roleplay phone sex!

Big Black Dickcapade: A Kidnapping Story

Kidnapping phone sex

Oh, you nasty little monkeys! Your dirty minds crave the depraved, and I’m here to indulge. This tale’s a real doozy, full of big dicks, wild fantasies, and a whole lot of trouble. Let’s dive into the depths of this sizzling saga.

your girl, seized by a towering figure in the dead of night. A hulking shadow with skin like ebony and a penis to match. Oh yes, this big black stud had me in his clutches, and boy, was I in for a ride.

Tied up tight, my pleas fell on deaf ears. This hulk of a man had no mercy, just a burning desire to dominate. And dominate he did—forcing my legs apart, he revealed his massive weapon. I felt like a tiny moth in the grip of a hurricane as he thrust brutally.

But I’m a phone sex pro, able to cater to any fantasy. And this? This was an adventure, a wild ride I’d never forget. So, I played along, even as my body shook with fear and arousal.

He made me beg, plea after plea for momma to be saved. But this brute had no sympathy, just an insatiable lust. My cries went unanswered as he pounded relentlessly. The thought of my son, helpless at home, only made me wetter.

Hours felt like days, a never-ending marathon of debauchery. He pounded every hole, making me his personal whore. And with each thrust, the world outside ceased to exist. Just me, my captor, and his monstrous black snake.

When he finally let me go, I was a mess—bruises, cuts, and an aching body. But the addiction had set in. That big black cock had marked me, body and soul. I craved his touch, even as I nursed my wounds.

Such is the power of a lusty black stud.

You perverts enjoy that one!

The Butt-Fucked Whore: A Gangbang Redemption

Our unfortunate—or should I say, fortunate—heroine here, had a little problem. I dared to complain about the mighty art of ass-pounding. A huge no-no. Enter Master, the savior, the one who’d put this uppity bitch in my place.

Master’s plan? A harsh but necessary lesson—gangbang rape porn. But not just any old gangbang. Oh no, this was an all-out anal assault, a punishment designed to show me the error of my ways. And boy, did it work.

This whore was led to the alter of anal saturation. My mouth and ass  became the only holes available, a testament to my  new purpose in life—to be a butt-fucked slave. No more complaints, just sheer, unadulterated pleasure.

But here’s the irony. This masochistic bride loved every minute. Each complaint was met with stricter anal punishment, and that, my friends, was my  ultimate goal. I craved the burn of submission, the fire of ass-banging bliss.

Master, the wise sadist, knew how to break me. A few choice words, a firm hand, and a leather strap later, and I  was putty in his hands. my pale flesh bore the marks of his dominance, a sign of her submission.

But the real pleasure came afterward. Master stroked his cock into my gaping asshole, a final, humiliating act that sealed her fate. I was his, a possession to be used, abused, and butt-fucked at will.

And so, the butt-fucked bride found her true calling, a gangbang rape victim—a role she’d come to embrace.

Have a nice day, folks!

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