Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Taboo phone sex pleasure feels so right when a bitch suffers

Taboo phone sex Taboo phone sex pleasure feels so right when a bitch suffers! You see, I am no ordinary dominatrix. I am a snuff queen, serving my king in virgin blood. I am not afraid to get down and dirty, to explore the taboo depths of human desire. I take pride in my ability to push limits, to make even the strongest of men quiver in my presence.

We both know what we’re here for. I got the little slut already tied up and ready for her hardcore torture. We like them young, dumb and about to be filled up with your cum. This little slave is such a treat to play with. The look in terror in her eyes while I defile her with my monster strap on makes me so fucking wet. I love to watch your cock grow harder and harder every time she screams.

The best thing about Torture sex with me Daddy is all these hoes are disposable and it won’t take me long to get a fresh one. And I’ve got plenty of toys we can use on her, I think my spiked paddle is my favorite. We can beat her until she is a bloody mess and then fuck her as hard as humanly possible. I want you to drink the slut’s blood from my mouth and cum in her tight little ass!

 

Snuff Porn Before the Holidays, No Thank You

snuff pornHe wanted to make a snuff porn. But I did not. This was not even a desperate move I made for coke. For once, I had plenty of coke thanks to my dealer and my stepson. During holidays, I require more fuel. But I went out to party. I wanted a couple drinks and maybe some dirty dancing. However, I found myself bound and gagged in the back of a car. And I had no memory of how I got there.

One moment I am dancing on a pool table doing shots, and the next, I am in the back of an old station wagon. When I woke up, I felt hazy. Although I drank a lot of booze, it felt like someone drugged me. The guy driving was not even in the bar. At least I did not remember him. So many questions I had. But I could not ask any with a ball gag in my mouth.

For what felt like forever, we drove down desolate roads to some house that appeared abandoned. This trip felt like a nightmare. And it was. Some random dude saw an intoxicated milf stumbling to her car and took advantage of the situation. And I did not know if he had killer or just rape phone sex fantasies. Turned out that he had both.

Even When I am Not Looking for Trouble, It Finds Me

He dragged me out of the car by my hair. And across a lot of gravel to get inside. This place felt so creepy. But then so did he. I saw all the torture devices he had. And my stomach told me I might die. Although I did survive, I endured a lot of pain. He beat me up, breaking some ribs. But that made me wondered if he was one of my stepsons friends or subscribers. He flogged me, choked me and beat me. But that turned out to be his foreplay.

He fisted my ass and cunt to loosen my holes up for his impressive cock. If I did not feel like I might die any moment, I might have enjoyed his cock. But since I knew he had that killer phone sex instincts, all I could do was lie there lifeless and scared. By the time he passed out, my body felt so broken, I was not sure I possessed the strength to escape. But, when I saw his coke on the coffee table, I found the strength I needed for a daring escape.

I broke free from the rope because thanks to my stepson breaking so many bones in my body, I am now double jointed. So, I crawled to the table, snorted all his coke and suddenly I felt like super woman. I ran through the forest as fast as I could until a hitch hiker picked me up and took me home.

Ass Rape Porn in Exchange for Coke Almost Killed Me, Again

ass rape pornBeing an ass rape porn star for coke or money to get coke, gets rough sometimes. I met this man at a dive bar who said we could party together. And you know me. Of course, I said yes. I don’t care how I get my coke, if I get my coke. But when we got back to his place, I started doubting him. Just got a creepy vibe when I entered his place. It had that death smell. For a moment, I worried that he was some Jeffrey Dahmer type, killing people in his house, chopping them up and eating them. And I did not want to be dinner.

Someone died in his place, and recently I thought. So, I made up an excuse that I just got my period, wasn’t feeling well, and I needed to leave. But as soon as I bolted for the door, he stopped me. Grabbed my long red hair and yanked me back into his living room. This time, I feared I would die. He told me I better be a good whore, or he would do to me what he did to the last dumb cunt he took home. And he added that she never left.

Sometimes, I Think I Might Die Trying to Score Coke

I enjoy watching snuff movies, but I don’t want to be the star. At least not a real snuff star. He ordered me to strip, and I did like a good whore. Then he contorted my body to fuck me. My cunt felt too loose for him, so he tried my asshole. But he said that was too loose for him too. I wanted to tell him that the reason he could not feel my holes had more to do with his small dick than my gaped holes. However, I bit my tongue.

For a moment, I thought he might kill me over loose fuck holes, but instead he fisted my asshole. And then he double fisted my ass. He managed to fit both of his fists in my ass and my cunt. Watching me grimace in pain made him thrust his fists inside my holes even more. Damn. That hurt. For what felt like an eternity he fisted my fuck holes making them bleed and gape more. He loved the anal torture sex he gave me.

But finally, he passed out, and I made my escape. No coke though. Nonetheless, I lived. With my gaped, sore holes, I found a drug dealer who would give me coke. But he gaped me even further. The life of a druggy soccer mom never gets boring. But it does get dangerous.

Teen rape porn leaves me a raw and bleeding pathetic whore

Teen rape pornI’ve been in tons Teen rape porn but this one might have broke me. I have been whipped, beaten, forced to do all sorts of sick acts. But hanging from a tree for hours and hours, might have completely broke me. I’ve got to face the facts and come to terms with the fact that I am gonna die a snuff whore.

There is no way out for a whore like me. I guess I don’t deserve any peace for the things Master made me do. I mean, I’ve been really enjoying some of the fun tortures he comes up with. But he was so cruel to me this time around. He treated me like I was just meat and now his faithful whore that has been serving him for as long as I have.

I just let all the abuse and suffering wash over me. I can’t sit down at the moment. My ass is so bruised up there is no way to get comfortable. The way he pounded his fist inside me, makes me think that he might have fucked up my insides. I have always been his loyal Torture sex whore and that won’t stop. I just want him to know I will always be useful to him and that he doesn’t need to terminate me like the other meat.

Accomplice Phone Sex with Me Makes Men Want to Switch from Fantasy to Reality

accomplice phone sexAccomplice phone sex calls make this gal horny. For most men, I know their dark fantasies about pretty little girls are just that. Fantasies. But I do talk to a few guys who I honestly believe have real experiences. And recently, I started dating a dirty daddy. Although he has not acted on his extreme fantasies with his own daughter, he has fucked all three of her tight holes. When he told me that, my pussy soaked my panties.

When I told him about my father and his friends, some of my calls and what my former master did to little sluts just like his baby girl, he wanted to know more.  And he wanted to act on his urges for more violent fucking. He wanted to go down the rabbit hole. So, I suggested we find a young girl who resembled his daughter for those more perverse ideas. And he agreed. I could see he felt ready to take the leap from fantasy to reality.

We drove around for a couple of days looking for the perfect one. And finally, he found a little ginger girl with a cute bubble butt for his violent rape phone sex fantasies. He goes gentle and loving with his daughter for fear his wife will find out or the daughter will tell someone. But with a surrogate little girl, the risk seems lower. So, I lured that little girl away with the help me find my puppy line that predators use all the time. My lover chloroformed her once I got her in the woods.

Men Need a Devilish Accomplice for Their Dark Fantasies

I took him to this flop house I know about. It’s an abandoned warehouse. Some of the areas have mattresses down. Dirty ones of course, but when you are just using a whore who may or may not live none of that matters. And we lucked out. We saw no one else there. But even if some druggy was shooting up, they would be too fucked up to remember us anyway.

Like a good accomplice, I told him to fuck her little cunt and turn her into an ass rape porn star too. And he did. Tore a hole in her cunt that went all the way to her butthole. She could have birthed a bowling ball with the hole he tore in her. She passed out from the pain and blood loss. Since the location of the warehouse was near the river, I suggested we just dump her body in there. Sure, her body would be found eventually, but all the DNA would be washed away by then.

Torture Phone Sex in Exchange for Coke Left Me Gaped and Sore

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls leave me battered and bruised sometimes. I do have a strong pain slut fetish. But the older I get, the less tolerant of pain I get too. So, maybe I am not the same pain whore of my younger days. Guys do not care though. Not when you want to trade for coke. Dealers expect more than just pussy from an old girl. They want to make me hurt. Or they want to watch others hurt me. I know. One day, I will not wake up.

Over the weekend, I needed more coke. I blew through my stash on Friday night alone. Perhaps, I could out snort Tommy Montana, LOL. Marcus, my regular guy only had weed. I took all his coke on Thursday. I went to four more dealers looking for a big bag.

On the 4th one, I got lucky. Well, maybe not so lucky. But I got coke. The dealer had some goons tie me up for torture sex. He humiliated me first, so I thought maybe this would not be too awful. Wrong. He did not want to trade my holes. He wanted to punish and torture them.

My Holes Get Used Every Time if I Want Coke

But he wanted me used and degraded. So, he called in his goons. They tied me up spread eagle. Then they began slapping me. Hard too. Face, tits, ass, pussy…. When they started spitting on me, I knew I picked the wrong dealer. And I pleaded to be let go. I even said I would not need any coke. Just let me go. But their fun had only just begun.

The electric sticks came out next. You know, those shock sticks they use on cattle. But instead of a tap on the ass, I got one shoved up my ass and another one rammed in my cunt. They fucked me with cattle prods. I pissed myself. My entire body shook uncontrollably. When they stopped, they replaced the prods with baseball bats and fists. I never got a cock because they said they did not fuck skanky whores.

My ass looks like an ass rape porn star ass after a big black cock gang bang. Gaped open wide. In fact, it’s still gaped open and sore even two days later. But at least I have coke to get through a couple more days.

Choking Pleasure: Cora’s Secret Fantasy

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Hello, my perverted friends, Cora here with a little secret,There’s something about the feeling of a velvet rope around my neck, cutting off my air supply. The sensation sends shivers down my spine, and my pussy drools uncontrollably. I remember the first time I discovered this kinky pleasure. The rope tightened around my neck, and the world faded away. My lungs burned, yet my pussy flooded with desire. The contrast between life and death, consciousness and blackness, sent me into a frenzy. I came harder than ever, my body convulsing with pleasure. 

Since then, I’ve craved the feel of that velvet noose. It’s my little kinky secret, a taboo delight that sets my world alight. I’m on my knees, the rope pulled tight. My eyes roll back, and my throat burns as ecstasy courses through my veins. The sexual high is like nothing else. As I struggle for breath, my pussy drips, desperate for release. I’m a mess, gasping for air and dripping with desire. It’s a kinky dance with death, and I’m the leading lady. This dark fantasy’s my little indulgence, a dirty secret I’ll never share. 

You’ve been warned, perverts! Cora’s kinky thoughts are a wild ride. 

Blasphemy Sex Exorcises Demonic Slut’s Pussy

blasphemy sexYou thought blasphemy sex could exorcise the demons from my body. A succubus demon has crawled it’s way out of hell and into me. My friends took me to your church hoping you could help me. Now I’m tied down to a bed and screaming at the top of my lungs. You slide your fingers into my tight snatch. My pussy is so fucking wet. I snap at you in tongues. My eyes roll into the back of my head. You don’t have a choice. You have to fuck the demon out of my cunt. My pussy needs to be baptized by saintly cum.

Fuck My Possessed Pussy

You push your cock in me. My pussy grips on to your dick and sucks you in, but the rest of my body thrashes and jerks underneath you. The demon twists my mouth. It’s voice comes out instead of my screams. You try to fuck me harder, but it’s too late. I rip through the restraints and we climb on top of you. Your cock was still throbbing inside my pussy. I slammed down on your cock hard. No amount of fighting would get me off. I forced you to look me in my eyes as they faded to a blurry white, then I kissed you.

The venom leaked into your mouth. Every saintly thought of saving a poor victim was replaced by desperate perversion. My sick, demonic intentions spread throughout your body. You can’t fight back. You grab my hips and then slam your cock back in my pussy. You’ve been possessed. I laugh and wrap my hand around your throat. The choking gets tighter as the demon demands cum. My pussy does too. You creampie my cunt, but now the stolen semen of a man of god will be the fertilization of Satan himself.

Mutilation Phone Sex And The Cosmetic Surgeon

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Mutilation phone sex can leave you horrified, embarrassed and horny for more. My friend, Joann decided she wanted to make a trip to the plastic surgeon to get a few things done. She wanted to get some Botox and a revision on her nose job. When the date came she was excited because she’d waited a long time to get the work done. She gets to the doctor’s office and he starts out talking about the work that’s going to be done. He tells Joann that they’re having a promotion on pussy tightening and that lots of women love it. It’s supposed to give you the virgin pussy back. Joann figured, why not. The nurse comes in to administer the anesthesia and she’s out like a light. The doctor does her nose revision, by just making the tip of it smaller, gives her the Botox in her forehead and moves on the her pussy. When he and the nurse look at her pussy, they think that it looks a little strange. Her clit is larger than normal and the opening looks stretched out. What Joann didn’t know is this particular surgeon has never done surgery on any woman over twenty five! Joann is pushing fifty. The doc chops off most of her clit and stitches up half of her pussy hole. When Joann wakes up, she complains about the pain. He tells her that he’ll prescribe pain killers. She goes home with enough pain meds to last a few days and prescriptions for antibiotics and pain killers. When she goes to the bathroom for the first time since the surgery, there’s blood in her piss and a white goo too. She wipes carefully and goes to the bed and sits down. The pain is almost unbearable. Joann gets a hand mirror to look at her pussy. As soon as she sees it, she shrieks in horror. ” Nooo, no ,no what did he do!” she wails. Her stomach hurts too. In the mirror she sees her mangled pussy. There is a stump where her clit was and he pussy hole has been sewn up. The doctor tried her new cunt out while she was under. He fucked her new sit and came inside her. She remembered him saying any man will love it cause it’s so tight like a girl. Joann was stunned. She’d been deformed without even knowing, until it was too late. There would be no more orgasms for her, the smaller slit was too painful. Only doing blowjobs was an option, she thought.

Castration phone sex is the kinda fun that makes me cum

Castration phone sexCastration phone sex, It’s not for the faint-hearted, but then again, neither am I. When you enter my playground, I reign as the queen of torture and pleasure. I’m not into the fluffy, vanilla stuff. No, I prefer my sex rough, my language vulgar, and my encounters exhilarating.

There’s something about the raw vulnerability, the fear, and the excitement that gets me going. It’s a dance of power and submission, a game of cat and mouse that leaves us both breathless. And you completely ball-less. 

Haven’t you been dreaming of the day where you completely submit? You on your back, trembling in fear, as the cold steel of my bolt cutters are pressed against your skin. Sounds lovely, doesn’t? I dream of the mess it is going to make. I want to make a huge squish noise as I make your nuts crack.

I love to tease, to taunt, to drive pathetic little losers like you crazy with anticipation. I take great pleasure in watching my subjects squirm. After all, there’s nothing more satisfying than knowing you’ve got someone right where you want them. I know you are ready for the Torture sex you’ve been wishing for.