Tag: Violent Phone Sex

Torture Sex While My Husband Slept

torture sexTorture sex was called for he said. He needed a punching bag. He needed an outlet for his frustrations. Sound familiar? He had a captive slave. I am trapped in the same house with my stepson. He pulled me out of bed in the middle of the night. I was sleeping next to his father. He threatened to kill my sons if I didn’t go to the basement with him. I didn’t think he would hurt my boys who are his half-brothers, but I didn’t know. He doesn’t have coke right now. He is out of work and stuck living at home again. That means he is pissed off. I am always who he takes out his violent impulses on. He dragged me to the basement. He strung me up by the rafters and tortured me with a cattle prod. He shoved a ball gag in my mouth, so I wouldn’t wake up his father. I don’t think blood curdling screams could wake up my husband. I started convulsing and pissing myself. I made quite the mess, but he just kept torturing me. I thought I had lucked out when the cattle prod blew a fuse and no longer worked. He just switched to his hands. Beat me until I was black and blue. I started puking from the belly punches. He cut me down. With a thud, I landed in a pile of my own piss and vomit. Like a pet who had pissed the rug, he shoved my face in the gross mixture and made me lick it up. I struggled not to puke again. While I was on all fours doing my best to clean up, he fucked my ass. He watches ass rape porn videos all day. He knew how to hurt my ass. I will be glad when life goes back to normal. He is going to kill me if this goes on much longer.

Sex With Dead Faith

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I’m going to meet Steven soon. His wife is working out of town and it’s time for him to take what I have promised him. I’ve offered him my mouth, my ass, my pussy and now I have promised this sexual sadist my fucking life. It’s going to be the most erotic moment of my existence, and the final one. Steven needs whores like me to fulfill his endless need to have sex with dead bodies. It’s a fantasy that he had as early as he can remember and an act that he’s been taking part in for many years.
He started getting what he needed through his job but things now don’t allow him the opportunity to ram his hard dick deep into a cold dead fuck hole. He’s going to take me, strangle me and snuff me out to make me of better use to him. Can you fucking imagine how intoxicating it’s going to feel for him to have complete and utter control over my body and to send me to dirt with copious amounts of sperm inside of my corpse? I haven’t been able to stop fucking my ass and pussy waiting for the day to arrive.

Lets slice her!

Her screams haunt me with pleasure. I have made many young girls scream. This one, however, is special. She is the one I think of when too long of a period has went by with no violent fun.

She was my first. Literally just for fun. Most girls that love kill, or torture started out doing it just to make some guy happy. I’m not that bitch. My very first time was solo, just for me. I can’t even tell you what was on my mind it was so incredibly fucking random. It wasn’t because I was pissed off or my feelings were hurt or because I had some underlying issues I hadn’t dealt with. It wasn’t even because I was bored. I can’t even say it was because I was horny because at that point in time, I had no clue that it would turn me on. I remember being so calm and just deciding I was going to do something new and different.

I think she was just lonely and wanted a friend. Just all chatty Kathy. I was shorter than her and slenderer. She probably could’ve kicked my ass if she had tried. She wasn’t afraid of me not one bit. However, she was afraid of my knife. I still have that same knife. It came out of the butcher block in my mom’s kitchen. It’s the one thing I cannot part with even though I know it’s a horrible idea to keep souvenirs.

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Anyways she still haunts me. Right now, while we are all kind of stuck at home with this stupid fucking coronavirus. She is the one I think of. Specifically, her screams. Though screams gave me the ultimate orgasm. I seriously fucking came without ever touching myself.
If I am honest out of all of my “experiences” she was the sloppiest the one that should’ve gotten me caught. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. Three years later I went back, after learning a whole lot more, and set fire to that entire area. There wasn’t much left of her except for a few random bones. Now the only thing left is the haunting of her screams. I can hear them so clearly, even now. It’s like beautiful music to my cunt….

It’s a Bloody Date

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I’m really nervous about talking to J. tonight. He’s into some very extreme kinds of knife and needle play. The last time that I saw him I wasn’t myself for weeks. When I told him that I was concerned about being pushed too hard he just told me that recovery wouldn’t be an issue after this session. I asked him what he meant and he told me that not everyone recovers every time. I knew right then that he planned on cutting into me in a fatal way. I can see him towering above me now. I will suffer while he dismantles me one last time.
I’ve been his bloody phone sex torture whore for some time now. I feel the warmth rushing through my skin. The need to bleed for him ignites my entire being. Hurt me, please. I’ll beg to take it. I’ll beg for his blades all the way down into my grave. I’ll take the deep twisted ways that he chooses to bleed me out. Can you imagine being the one that will drain my life completely? You better act quickly. My life now has an expiration date. Take me out and fulfill your dark needs now.

Bondage Phone Sex and a Beating for Stress Release

bondage phone sexWith my community pretty much quarantined, bondage phone sex has become more popular. Lots of men want to tie a whore up to escape the problems of the world. Master included. He was in a foul mood because the NBA championships have been cancelled. He is a bookie, and this is costing him a ton of money. He is mad at the world and took it out on me. I spent the past 48 hours as his prisoner locked in his dungeon.  He tied me to fuck benches. He hung me from beams. He tied me up like a side of beef too. Of course, every position he put me in, he fucked me like we were making some sort of ass rape porn. Master loves my ass. He says it is my only tight hole left. I can’t fight or argue or even plead with him or I will make things worse for myself. I let him beat me and fuck me, knowing my abuse was cathartic for him. I have rope burns, some cracked ribs and lots of black and blue marks, but master feels better. I helped him release some tension. Maybe, I can help you too?

Sadistic Lovin’

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A lot of us girls are super attracted to bad guys. It’s something hardwired into our DNA and we can’t help it. Mine goes a little bit further. I’m a monster fucker, in my fantasies anyway. I dream of being used and fucked by the most sadistic and cruel men on the planet. My wicked masochistic cunt craves evil phone sex. Can you deliver that to me? Can you perform your dark rituals using my body and my blood? I’m your sacrifice for the dark lord. My wet pussy trembles at the thought of your absolute evil. Are you ready?
I hope that the dark lord will welcome your sacrifice and be pleased by it. As I imagine laying on the altar under the moon and stars I get so aroused. Will you give me purpose by offering me to further your magic and your service to Satan? What a deviously beautiful end to my life to have you lay me open on the altar for him. How will you do it? Will you plunge the ceremonial knife into my heart? Will you kiss the blood away that drips from my quivering lips as I go cold? I am ready.

My Killer Phone Sex Fantasies Went Awry

killer phone sexAll of us have killer phone sex fantasies, even submissive whores like me. I have had enough of my abusive stepson. My husband won’t protect me from him because he doesn’t believe his own wife. My stepson has convinced him that I am a delusional, vengeful, druggy whore. He doesn’t believe me when I say his son beats me, fucks me and even pimps me out. I decided I would kill my stepson to solve my problem. I thought I could kill him. I wanted to kill him. Of course, it backfired. I baited him to come over one night. I made him a cake with rat poison inside. I thought he would eat it and die. I thought it would be simple. I should have known better. He is smarter than me. He knew I would never bake him a cake. He made me eat it. I got sick quickly. I puked withing minutes of eating a slice. He pushed my face in my own vomit while shoving his fist up my ass. He kept repeating how worthless I was and that a stupid cunt like me could never pull a fast one on him. He made it clear that I was still alive because of him. He only made me eat a slice of the poisoned cake to prove a point. He spent the rest of the night beating me and fucking my ass so hard, I wished I had eaten the entire cake.

Babysitter phone sex

babysitter phone sex   Babysitter phone sex was so hot that I decided to invite the guy over the next time I was supposed to babysit. He said that he couldn’t stay long so I figured everything would be fine. Once he got there, I went to the kitchen to get us drinks. When I came back, he knocked me out and tied me to a chair in the living room. I don’t know how long I was out for but when I came to, he was standing there with the two little ones that I was babysitting. I screamed and cried and begged him not to hurt them but he just laughed as he held them down and slit their little throats one by one, laughing at me the entire time. I pleaded with him to take me instead. He held the cold, sharp blade up to my throat as he untied my legs from the chair. He shoved me over to the bodies of the two little ones and forced me down between them. He cut my clothes away with the knife and told me he would cut out my tongue if I screamed. I struggled against him as he force fucked my fuck holes. I fought back, which pissed him off so he jammed the huge knife right into my chest. He stabbed me several more times as he fucked me. Once I was a bloody mess, he decided that he was finished with me. He slid that big, cold blade right across my throat and sliced it deep. He made a few more slicing motions, cutting deeper each time. The blood poured down my chest as I faded away. I was such a stupid little bitch for trusting him and I got used up and snuffed out.

 

Snuff Sex Is My Addiction

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You’ve been talking about this one fetish you have ever since we started fucking – snuff sex. You have always liked putting your hands around my throat while we fuck. You like squeezing until I give you the safe word. But you tell me how much you’d like to ditch the safe word and go all the way with me. You want to keep squeezing my throat and squeeze the life out of me. As much as I am a little embarrassed to admit it, the thought of you doing that really does make my pussy wet. I’ve even started having my own fantasies about it.
Let’s just say that one night you come home and you find me sitting on the bed in really sexy lingerie. You ask me what the special occasion is and I tell you that I’m finally going to let you have the one thing you want most – my life. I take your clothes off and then lie down on my back, still in my lingerie I spread my legs and tell you to put your cock in me and then ask you to put your hands around my neck. I want to look into your eyes as I slowly slip away…

Violent Phone Sex

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Ever since I was a little girl, my little pussy would tingle with excitement whenever I witnessed anything violent. I really didn’t understand it either, but it turned me on to an uncontrollable degree and once I discovered masturbation, then it was game on. If I’d see a hardcore rape fantasy scene in a movie, I’d have to find a way to get myself off otherwise I wouldn’t be able to focus on the rest of the movie, or anything else for that matter. As I grew a little older, I began embracing this side of myself and realized it’s just a natural human response. So that’s when I discovered snuff fantasies and all the fun there is to be had with them! Finding the right kind of caller really makes my day. I love it when we can explore all of the violent fantasies imaginable. I love the idea of being choked out while you’re shoving your insatiable hard on deep inside my tight little cunt. Pinning me down and violently telling me to ‘shut the fuck up’. That’s just the beginning of my wild fantasies, too. There is no line for me. The more demented you are, the more alive my body feels. You be the predator and I’ll be the prey.