Tag: Violent Phone Sex

My Man’s Debt

Gangbang rape pornThree members of the 5th Ward Bloods kicked down the door of our home looking for my old man. He owned them $500 and they wanted their money NOW!! I hadn’t seen my old man in a few days and now I knew why. They forced me at gunpoint to call him. Once I had him on the phone, the leader threatened to kill me. I guess my evil old man told him he didn’t give a shit because the leader hung up with a shocked look on his face.
I thought I was going to die. But I got lucky, they fucked me instead. They fucked me in my ass brutally until warm blood ran down my thighs. Over and over again they ass fucked me. I hoped the neighbors would hear my cries of pain and call the police, but they never did anything when my old man beat my ass so I shouldn’t have been surprised. When they got bored with fucking me, they moved on to torture. They burnt me with cigarettes and cut me with knives. Before they left they beat me black and blue. Then they held me down and with a knife carved “You’re Next” on my back, a message to my crackhead old man.

Accomplice phone sex

Accomplice phone sex turns me on so much because I have become quite the accomplice lately. I was with my boyfriend the other night and he let me in on a couple secrets he told me his mom would bring an array of guys over and only care about fulfilling her sexual drive and she totally abandons him, The stories got me so mad that I told him lets go do something about it. Let make the bitch pay, We concocted a plan that we would torture her pussy all night long and make her feel so violated and so helpless. I had to bring over the tools to make this bitch pay. I bought some duct tape and rope and handcuffs, As we snuck into the house around 3 am we got fully naked and barged in on her, Both of us immediately started to undress the pathetic slut. We tied her up and let in a mutual friend come to the party, We duct taped her and got her to feel helpless, Our free Leroy did the rest we watched as the slut got what she deserved a BBC right in all her holes. As fucked up as it was we could see the stupid bitch get all wet and excited. Practically begging to get it deeper, The sinister part was that we decided to live broadcast it to her social media so we got our revenge either way.  After we got the footage i had to hop on that BBC too.Accomplice phone sex

Gothic Phone Sex – Sadistic Shower

Gothic phone sexI wasn’t sure how long they were going to give me to shower, so I stripped down quickly, giving myself only a quick look in the mirror before stepping into the stall. I let myself have a few minutes to feel the water pouring over me, since it had been days since I’d had an actual bath or shower. Then, I took the soap and shampoo they’d given me, and I scrubbed up as quickly as I could manage. Still, I wasn’t quick enough. He came in just as I was rinsing my hair off, suds still washing off my body. He yanked me around by my hair, smacking my head into the wall as he forced his way in behind me. He muttered and grumbled at me as his hands scrubbed hard at my scalp. He grabbed the rag I’d used and washed my entire body, paying close attention to my nipples, pussy, and ass. His hands slid that cloth so quickly and roughly that it left a trail of irritated skin wherever it went. The soapy rag was forced up into my cunt and ass hole, leaving me feeling like my private areas were being eaten by fire ants, but they were definitely clean. By the time he was done with me, I was red from head to to, and he dragged me out by my hair. He dried me off himself, telling me that I would take too much valuable time if he let me finish alone. I had no idea what he had in store for me, but I was scared to death…

Taboo Phone Sex: What are Your Dark Fantasies?

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex fantasies are my specialty. I am the girl of your dark fantasies. The one that never says no, even to the things that other women would say no too. I was partying with Josh over the weekend. I met him in a fetish chat room online. He drove to my city and we got a no tell motel to meet. He had some great blow. I didn’t realize it was cut with some sort of hallucinogenic. Acid has never been my thing. He had it planned. We had talked about our dark fantasies. One of mine was to have my ass brutalized until it prolapsed. I am a pain slut. I’ve had lots of rough anal sex in my life, but my ass has never been ruined. Josh did his best to ruin my ass. It’s always been his dark desire to ruin a girl’s pretty little butthole. He handcuffed me, collared me too. Pushed me down on the dingy carpet so my ass was exposed. He had a special baseball bat for the occasion. It had barbed wire around it. He spanked me with it first. The drugs dulled the pain, but it still hurt to the point I puked. When he rammed it up my asshole, I passed out. The pain was worse than 4 cocks in my ass at once. He was shredding my hole. I cried when he slapped me back awake. When I opened my eyes, he was holding the bat in front of me. It was dripping with blood and flesh, my blood and flesh. It was like something out of The Walking Dead. This was beyond what an ass rape porn star would endure. I needed medical help. He left the motel with me bleeding and shitting myself on the floor of the motel. His last words to me, “Be careful who you tell your deepest secrets too, Cassandra.” Ain’t that the truth.

Chainsaw Charlie

I don’t like the smaller versions of people. They are irritating and we don’t need as many as we have to continue the human population, but people keep having them. I’ve always felt this way, but never had a way to take my frustrations out… until now.

I met this guy at the grocery store, his pregnant wife waddling about looking for fruits. As she walked away I could see the disdain on the husbands face. I got bold and asked if he is looking forward to the birth. He shook his head no and that she trapped him and he never wanted rug rats. I smiled and said, “Well are you willing to do something about it and not get caught?” He looked at me with curiosity. I told him I have a chainsaw Charlie that would love to torture her and make sure she doesn’t leave at all. He simply smiled and nodded. I gave him the address to bring her to and to be discreet so no one sees him leaving with her. They arrived at the address and I could hear him arguing with her to get out of the car. She really didn’t want to, maybe women’s intuition is right, but she relented finally and they came into the building.
The building was an old ironworks factory long since abandoned. Perfect place to; let her scream and be tortured, no one around really. It’s in the middle of BFE. Once he got her out of the car and into the building he stood with his hand on her arm and when I told him we were ready he threw her at me so I could take her to the place of her torture. I whispered, “Don’t worry we are just going to take some pics your hubby wants.” She relaxed a bit and walked with me confidently. Right outside the area, we surrounded in black cloth I told her to take her clothes off. She gave me a face and I said your hubby loves your preggo body so much he wants pics. She smiled and was out of her clothes in seconds. I stood behind her with my hand on her wrist and opened the curtain. Immediately she saw a metal table with restraints, hooks, and chains hanging from the ceiling. “What the fuck kind of photoshoot is this?” She asked. Her hubby chimed in with “Because you don’t know how to keep your legs shut bitch.” She looked at him and asked what he meant. He told her he had a vasectomy 10 years ago because he never wanted rug rats. Her face dropped. I grabbed her and yanked her into the curtain area and threw her onto the table. My chainsaw Charlie strapped her down and got to work. “Let’s have some chainsaw fun, shall we?” my chainsaw Charlie said patting his trusty chainsaw. I looked at her hubby and said this was about to get very bloody and he might want to leave. He nodded and left with a “Later lying bitch.” And he was gone. First, he told me to hold up one of her arms, I pulled it up straight as he pulled the cord for the saw and it came to life. Without hesitation, he cut off the arm I was holding up and then repeated with the other. The preggo chick was screaming her head off but my chainsaw Charlie just gets off on that. I could see his raging hard-on during the torture and I had a feeling either she or I were going to get fucked. Turns out it was her. He had cut off her arms so she couldn’t struggle when he sat on her chest and started shoving his cock in her mouth. When she was half dead from choking on it, he withdrew and told her “We need to cut those parasites out.” She screamed more… no help.

Torture sex

He pulled the chains down and jammed the hooks through each of her Achilles’ tendons, and Japanese clover clamps on her nipples and then hoisted her up. As she went upward, her legs spread wider and wider. And the chainsaw came to life again. He made one large cut across her pregnant belly and then punched her. All the contents of her belly started to fall out. Guts, placenta… everything and her screams stop because she passed out. He put smelling salts under her nose and she came to. All she could do was cry and try to scream but he rammed his cock in her mouth again until she died.

Animal

,Sadistic phone sexMy man traded me for a few hundred to a man from his job. I had a bad feeling and refused to leave the car so my crackhead boyfriend dragged me to the front door by my hair. I relaxed a little when a harmless looking man opened the door. But I should have known not to judge a book by its cover. As soon as my man’s car left his driveway the man attacked by biting me. That’s what turned him on, biting. He bit me all over my body. I had bite marks on my tits, face, neck, thighs, and legs. I lost count after 20 bites. He acted like a wild animal and my cries of pain turned him on. By the end of the night, I was a bloody mess. This man who looked like an innocent school teacher was a sick psychopath. My man came and picked me up the next morning. When we got into the car to leave he slammed my head against the window and yelled at me for provoking the man. I cried all the way home.

Domination Phone Sex: I’m a Human Dog

domination phone sexDomination phone sex is what I crave. I need a strong man for some slave training. I got more than I bargained for with Master Teddy. I answered an ad for a fetish model. Although, I am not super model pretty, I am no stranger to bondage modeling. The add called for a woman willing to be subjugated for a series of photos. I have done it before with no pay, so why not for fun money, right? When I arrived at the address that was texted to me, the set looked authentic. Turns out it looked authentic, because it was a real life dungeon. I was trapped. If I got out, it would not be because they let me go. It would be because I escaped, which I did. I think they underestimated this coke whore. I was collared, chained and thrown in a pen with other women. Food and water was on the floor in dishes with our names on it. We were being treated like dogs. It was a human dog fighting ring. We were the bait dogs. I watched a round in fear. I watched a waif of a girl be thrown into the bull pen with the hounds from hell. Within minutes there was nothing left of her but blood and a pile of bodily tissue and crushed bones. My head was held up so I was forced to see the carnage. I had been stripped down into my bra and panties, but no one searched me. I have a pierced clit with a long needle through my labia. When no one was looking, I yanked it out. When I was being walked to the bull pen, I stabbed the eye of the cunt leading me to my death. I ran like a bat out of hell. I escaped through a small basement window.  I ran to the cops, but no one believed a strung out whore like me. They thought I was on an acid trip.

Fantasy Phone Sex & Cosplay

He told me he wanted to be my sugar daddy, and take care of me like no one had before. Well, to a girl who’s spent a few years wandering the countryside, you know that sounded amazing. So, I went with him. He took me shopping, bought me a few new outfits, some new bathing supplies, pretty hair stuff, even a new necklace and ring. Then, he noticed that there were Halloween supplies in the store we were in, and decided to take a look. He found the most beautiful Belle costume, and decided to get it for me. When we got back to his place (and it was a gorgeous home), he invited me in, told me I could pick a room, that it would be mine. I’d hardly picked one and been allowed a few minutes to get my stuff put away before he came in asking me to try on my costume. He helped me do the back up, and then wrapped my hands with zip-ties behind my back. Fantasy phone sexHe carried me back downstairs to the living room, where he made me stand still long enough for him to put shackles where the zip-ties had been, and shackled me to the arch of the entry-way. He put a chair there for me to kneel on when my feet got tired, but pulled my panties off before I could make use of it. He tied the back of my dress up, and started smacking my ass cheeks, telling me what an ungrateful bitch I’d been, not saying “Thank you” even once, what with all he’d done for me. He stuffed a butt plug in my ass, smacked it a bit more, and then left me there for a few hours. When he came back, he brought who appeared to be a homeless guy back, and told that guy I was fair game, as long as the costume didn’t get messed up. His dirty hands were all over my ass and pussy, and then he was inside me, pumping and grunting. He shot his load off, and still kept going….

Torture Sex Doll for Abuse

torture sexI love torture sex as a pain slut. In real life, I don’t want my pretty face maimed or my hot body carved up. I also don’t really want to die. I just want to wish to be killed because I cannot take the pain any more. When it is fantasy, we can get as violent or deadly as you want. Thinking about that kind of excruciating pain makes my whore holes wet. Guys ask me all the time, what do I have at home to hurt myself with. They think this is nothing but fantasy for me. I have a few devices e that every pain slut like me should possess. It is my chest of horrors as I call it.  I have impact toys like a paddle, belt, cat o nine tails and a riding crop. I have bondage tools like handcuffs, rope, zip ties, duct tape, dog collar, chains and electrical wire. I have several types of gags: funnel, ring and ball. I have a large array of insertable toys: vibes and dildos of varying sizes, butt plugs, anal hooks, pony tail and speculums. I have nipple clamps. I also have a diverse collection of piercing instruments: needles, hat pins, safety pins, veggie skewers, nails, tacks and an ice pick. Did I mention I have other things like ice, cigars to burn my girl parts and weights for my tits and my clits? I am a true pain whore. I just need a strong, sadistic man like you, to tell me just how to hurt myself for his pleasure. I am waiting on the couch like a good submissive whore for you to take control.

Ass Rape Porn: Pay Up Bitch

ass rape pornAss rape porn is never what I want, but it is always what I get. Troy said I owed him money. I didn’t even remember this guy. Supposedly, we fucked months ago. I used him for drugs. I use every man for drugs. That is my reputation. Not like he didn’t get anything out of it, right? I felt no allegiance to him. He got pussy; I got coke. It is called a trade. Women don’t fuck for free. I don’t even fuck my husband without expecting something in return. He didn’t like my answer. He smacked my face so hard, my lip bled. I tried to run away, but he grabbed me by the hair and tossed me on the floor. His dick was out. He intended on collecting his money one way or another. He kicked me until I begged for mercy and promised to be a good slut for him. He even kicked me in the head. He pissed on me while laughing. He informed me that his fee went up because I was being a twat. I was contorted like a beach ball. My yoga pants tore at the seam from the position. He split them even further, then just ripped them off me. All he needed was room for his cock and access to my asshole. He pounded me like he was a hammer and I was a nail. He got in so deep. In that position, he could pin my arms back too so that if I fought or moved away he could snap my arms. Over an hour in that position was more torture sex than anal sex. I was bleeding, in pain with a prolapsed anus by the time he was done. He spat in my face and said sarcastically, “Next time pay up bitch.” Another lesson learned the hard way.