This girl caught my eye at school. She was subtle but always has her hair down. Black clothing and all. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place. Not knowing that I am into some violent shit. Maybe she is too. She told me that she doesn’t hang out with people like me. I told her not to judge a book by its cover. I am demented just like you. She came over and we both got so high on whip its and started punching each other in the face. I all of a sudden became so horny I want her to cut me a few times. The way the knife feels on my skin makes my cunt wet. She wanted to lick my blood and heal my already wounds. I had gashes and she wanted to kiss me everywhere. I planned on tieing her up and scaring her. But all I could think about was getting tied up myself.
Tag: Violent Phone Sex
Choked
I can’t cum unless I’m being beaten, force fucked, tortured, or abused in some way during sex.This makes me feel so guilty even though it makes my pussy so wet. I decided to schedule and appointment with a therapist and see if he could help me become more like a normal girl.
I went to his office and sat on a couch in front of him and began to tell him about my dark and wicked desires. About how the only thing that gets my pussy wet and clit throbbing is when I’m in pain somehow or when I’m being humiliated and abused. I told him about the sick and nasty things I’ve done or let men do to me, like going to glory holes and sucking cock after cock or being a cum slut for my daddy and his friends. While I was talking and telling him about these things, I could feel my panties getting moist. The more I described my desires, the wetter I became. My therapist listened to me with rapt interest and never said a word, just jotted a few things down. That’s when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Seeing that sent me into a frenzy of desire. I spread my legs on the couch and leaned back and began to play with my dripping cunt. He continued to watch me for a while before standing up and walking over to his desk and pulling out a rope. He stepped behind me and wrapped the rope around my neck. He tightened more and more until it felt like my eyes would pop. The whole time, my cunt was on fire with desire. He continued to tighten it until my vision went black and I passed out.
When I awoke, I was laying naked on the floor of his office. There were huge bruises and burns on my neck from where the rope had been. My pussy was swollen and sore, and when I moved a trickle of blood and cum flowed out. He had choked me out and then had his way with my limp lifeless body and then left me to wake up naked and alone on the cold floor. On the ground next to me was a business card with an appointment scheduled for next week.
Punishment
I’ve been bad. Master says I need to learn manners. I’ve been trying tirelessly to escape but every time I’m found, they inflict harsh punishment on my pussy and asshole. I don’t know why I still try, maybe if I am a good slave, they’d be nicer. But I doubt it. Because even when I’m being the perfect piggy fuck slave, they leave my cunt throbbing in pain and my asshole bleeding. I won’t lie, I’ve begun to maybe even like it a little. My body involuntarily writhes in orgasm after orgasm no matter how rough they are. My cunt has been conditioned to enjoy it. Yesterday, I tried to run again. Master did not like this one bit. He dragged me by my hair into the filthy bathroom and pissed into the fecal ridden toilet. He forced me onto the floor and shoved my head deep into the revolting water. I struggled for air as he shoved his cock deep inside my asshole reopening wounds and scratches deep inside my rosebud. I struggled for air and just when I began to feel as if I would pass out, he’d pull my head back out to catch what little air I could then force me back in. My face and hair dripped with shit and piss as he violently destroyed my asshole. My knees scraped on the concrete floor. And once again, my cunt throbbed in painful orgasm. Over and over again.
Torture Sex for Being a Bad Drug Mule
Torture sex is what she said I needed. I was supposed to sell some coke for her. I was a mule, smuggling a bunch of powder in baby bottles on a recent trip. I kept a bottle for myself and she noticed when the money was off. She didn’t believe me when I told her I must have miscounted, and the buyer shorted me. She knows I am a dirty coke whore. I decided it was better to come clean then to keep on lying. She is an evil mistress. She slapped my face a few dozen times, then sucker punched me in the gut. When I fell over, she stripped my clothes off and shoved the biggest butt plug I have ever seen up my ass. This plug looked like it was better suited for an elephant not a coked up whore like me. She called in some assistants and they helped her assault all my fuck holes. Holly fuck it felt like I was being torn apart which is hard to do when you are an old whore like me. I didn’t think they could gape my fuck holes any more than they already were, but I was wrong. By the time they were done, I was walking like I did a barnyard show. I learned a valuable lesson though. Never steal from a Mexican drug dealer. Later I found out I was lucky it was her, because if I had done that to her brother, my body would have been chopped up and fed to the coyotes.
Haunted House
I met someone on a dating site and decided to meet him on a date at a haunted house tour. The house was really spooky and surprisingly empty. I was shocked that there wasn’t lines out the door. I entered the house cautiously and called out for my date. I felt an unexpected sharp pain in the back of my head and felt so many hands grab at me and drag me into a back room. I couldn’t see who did it but there were multiple sets of hands ripping my clothes off, touching my pussy, grabbing my ass and pulling at my breasts.
I started crying and begging for them to let me go, then one of them grabbed me by my hair and dragged me up to a curtain used to decorate, “We’re going to have some fun with you, baby. Do what we say.” I was shaking and so scared. I didn’t want them to hurt me so I did as I was told and let them see my ass. One by one each costumed man came up and began to use my holes, brutally living out their rape fantasies. They pulled me down to the ground and held my arms behind my back as they brutally fucked my wet pussy and ass. They bloodied me and pulled my hair and hit my face. With each cock, my pussy throbbed and got wetter. I had 5 or 6 guys inside of me, pulling at me, gagging me and violently fucking my quivering rosebud and raw pussy. I choked on two cocks at the same time, my throat unable to gasp for air. I could feel my face turn black and blue as I reluctantly came over and over again. They took turns spitting on me and calling me their new fucktoy whore. When they were finished with me, my pussy and asshole were oozing blood and cum. They chained my arms to the wall and said, “We’re not done with you yet, bitch.”
Domination
Domination phone sex and just being dominated satisfies me. Last night the neighbor that I have been seeing came over. I opened up to him. I let him know he was going to be punished. Why? Because every time he fucks me it’s too soft. I need dirty kinky shit. He started dominating me taking charge. He made me take my clothes off then he started choking me with my own panties. Losing oxygen makes my pussy juicy. He then started to slap me around because I begged him to. He tied me up and fucked my holes until I screamed. When he let me go I put him in all fours and started choking him with my scarf. I tied him up and fucked his tight little ass hole. Gaping him wider and wider he knew that he had to be punished for putting his hands on a girl. I asked for it just so I could dominate his little manhole.
I didn’t know what was going on
I woke up tied to a four-poster bed. Why was my cunny sore and my legs covered in what only could be cum? I remember Uncle Rob Had took me and my school friend out for Ice cream but nothing after that. Where was my little cute faced friend and where was uncle Rob? My questions were soon answered as I turned my head to the moans I was hearing. Little Amanda was bouncing up and down on Uncle Rob’s lap just giggling and moaning, saying more, more, please fuck me. I could see his huge dick sliding in and out of her sweet young cunny. It was so big how could it feel good? I soon learned as I was noticed, and that big thick dick was pushing at my cunt. I tried to scream but Little Amanda plopped a wet cunt down on my face and began grinding. I couldn’t help but stick my tongue out to fuck her fuck hole and get her sweet honey in my mouth. My hole was being forced open and a hint of pain went away as I was soon moaning and screaming in my young friend’s cunt. It felt so good and then my ass was being gaped and that didn’t feel so hot. I was relieved when a hot sticky cum load was shot deep in me to soothe the ache of my forced anal sex. I am sure you would love to have some rape phone sex fantasies with me and a little fuck doll wouldn’t you?
Snuff Porn Will Be Their Final Roles
To be so young and naive with wide eyes and sweet little holes that need defiling. I guess when your a young and desperate mother, especially when hooked on smack and unable to care for the filthy offspring she popped out in her teens, it’s a relief to be offered money for that responsibility to be removed from her. I love trolling the crack houses looking for desperate addicted mommy whores willing to sell me their brats for my starring roles in snuff porn.
Toss the hoes a few bucks and some special smack to feed their needs and I have my money back and an extra piece of trash to destroy in my latest snuff debut. I bring that skank into the warehouse and toss her brat over to their temporary caretakers and the nearly dead already whore over to the filming stage. This filthy bed with metal frame is the perfect backdrop for the scene. A filthy street skank that’s barely legal gets cut up by brutal giant cock wielding creatures that slice her throat as they rip into her ass and filthy cunt making the whore scream and this really gets hot. They ravish her into a useless pile of flesh and then carry her off and toss her into the incinerator.
Oh and we have more fun with that young offspring of hers later.
Fantasy Phone Sex Calls Of Murderous Tales
I’m a beautiful barbie with perfect fake tits and a tight but luscious body that is so perfect it makes you very hateful, to the point of violence. Your fantasy phone sex vixen for quenching those needs is right here for you to kill the glimmering hope of stardom in these eyes. I will answer your ad for that starring role in your non-existent film and show up completely vulnerable and desperate. You drug my beverage and render me even more useless than I already am. I can’t fight, I rarely say no, and I am always get caught in a bad situation. I am your dream victim especially since I have laughed at your advances in the past and you have a massive hateful grudge towards me and from your gathering of intel on me you know just how to nab this fly in your web.
I’m incoherent and stumbling in my heels trying to gather myself to leave when your hand covers my mouth as your shoving a knife in my spinal cord. You catch me as I fall and cut my barely there dress from my body. Gazing upon my nude perfect tits you get violent and start stabbing repeatedly at them in a sort of violent rage. I’m unable to react as my life drifts from my body. Your cock is fucking hard and you take your trophy cunt and fuck me continuously over the span of the night as my body grows cold you can’t get enough. I am nothing.
Bloody Phone Sex Fun
Bloody phone sex stories make my cunt wet. I love blood. The feel of it. The taste of it. The look of it. I was more deranged than usual Sunday. I took Sunday Funday to a new level. I snatched a young girl from a church parking lot. I wanted to carve her up and play in her blood. That is exactly what I did too. This blonde angel in her Sunday best was covered in blood after one cut. Her skin was like a porcelain doll. Soft and tender. I made cuts all over her body and masturbated as she screamed in pain for her mommy. I watched her blood spurt and run out of the holes I made. It made me hot seeing her tender flesh bleed like an ocean. I gave her one last cut to her throat to shut her the fuck up. Watching it cascade out was wicked hot. It sprayed on my body. I rubbed my pussy as her warm blood coated my face. She died quickly. It was a shame to let her go too soon. I could have doused her in lye to get rid of her remains, but I decided she would make a tasty meal. I boiled her in water with some spices and veggies. She was small, so she wouldn’t feed an army, but she did feed me well. Hopefully, she understood she would be better off dead in my belly than alive. I know I should have invited some friends to feast on her tender flesh. I mean it was like eating veal. I was just wicked hungry for human flesh. I was greedy and wanted to consume her all. I did just that. I ate her cooked body and gave her bones to my dogs. No one will ever know what happened to little Harper but me and you.