Violent phone sex is what he was in the mood for. He told me I was a worthless wore. I had no choice but to take his abuse. He is my step-son and he is prone to violent outbursts. Mostly, those outbursts are aimed at me. He is a bigger drug fiend than me. I stole a tad of coke from him, not even a noticeable amount, but I guess he weighs his shit daily and knew some was missing. I denied it, but he knew I was lying. He strung me up by my hair. I could feel the hair ripping from my scalp. It was a kind of pain I had never experience before. I gave out a blood curdling scream from the basement in hopes a neighbor or someone would hear. My husband was at the movies with our young sons. I could be dead before they got back. My husband knows his son hates me, but he has no clue how deep his hatred goes. He cut me down. I lost a few inches of hair, but he feared some one would hear my screams. He decided to punch me repeatedly in the face, then skull fuck me. He wasn’t done yet. He watches too much ass rape porn. He wanted my ass. He pulled my red locks while he rode my ass. No lube, just a hardcore ass fucking while calling me names. As soon as he saw the car headlights pull into the driveway, he stopped. I was bloodied and battered with cum dripping out of my ass. I wanted to tell my husband what an awful son he had but feared I would be cut off financially. I splashed some water on my face and put a bandana on my head to cover the areas were my hair ripped off. I decided that its better to take my stepson’s abuse then to live in poverty.
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Violent Phone Sex with My Stepson
There Is Over A Million Ways To Die
It is true I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately that there are so many ways to die and most of them is the outcome of accident or chance. However I prefer to the ways that are purely intentional you know what I mean. Surprisingly only a small number of people get to experience a planned death. You have it all planned out you took time deciding how you were going to kill me. I know you have many different options and so many tools at your disposal you try so hard to make each life you take unique. I don’t fear you, you’re my angel of death, I praise you as my savior. On this earth I’m nothing more than a whore who pursues death as a release from my life full of distasteful sin. I’m ready for you. Will you bring my Murder phone sex Fantasies to life?
Ass Rape Porn Gangbang
Ass rape porn stars get treated like shit, but we keep coming back for more. Not sure why, but I love being abused. I hooked up with this fuck buddy last night, the only problem was that he invited about 10 friends over to share me. I had no heads up. I showed up and they were waiting for me likely hungry vultures. My fuck buddy ripped my clothes off and slapped my face. He ordered me to bend over. I knew I was in trouble with all these horny mother fuckers. They had the eyes of savages. I swallowed hard and did what I was told. They just started fucking my asshole hard. Not just with cocks either. Beer bottles and fists were up my ass too. My asshole was gaping open so much, my fuck body said he could see China. I was not prepared for a gangbang rape porn night. I wanted to get high or drunk, but he wanted me to remember every cock and every object up my ass. He wanted me to feel every dick and all the pain. I wasn’t sure what I did to deserve this, but my ass would not be tight ever again. At one point, they started pissing in my ass and even shook up a few bottles of beer and let it explode up my butthole like a douche cleaning me out. Not sure why, because they just kept filling me up again with cum, piss and beer. It was a very long night.
The Thugs’ Toy
My old man traded me to the 5th Ward Bloods for twenty rocks of crack. The trap house was full of thugs with huge black cocks. They treat me like a plastic sex doll. I’m kept in a locked room with a dirty mattress on the floor. All day and night, a different gangster enters the room and brutally pounds my tight holes. My pussy is swollen and bloody from the non-stop abuse. They never feed me food, so I live off of their semen. I suck their dicks like a starving animal. My lips hurt from sucking dick all day long. I’ve stopped fighting and hoping to be rescued because no one cares about me. I’m a vessel for hard cock. They treat me worse than their fierce pit bulls. For laughs, they put me on a leash and make perform sex acts with the furry creatures. My life is a living hell that won’t end.
Invasion slut
My friends and I got arrested for some peti theft. But got released because I know how to talk my self out of trouble. Well anyway, the cop was so hot. He is going to get his I thought right after he let me go. He came by myself a week later to give me my ID back. He was hitting on me the whole time. How could he arrest me then invite me out for lunch? So weird. He kept telling me I need better friends. Not knowing I am the bad influence. He gave me his address to come by and have lunch with him. I flirted and acted so fucking innocent. That’s the charm that gets me whatever I want. My babes and I ended up going to his house robbing him and pistol-whipped his ass. He had it coming. We tied him up and had some crazy torture sex right in front of his tied up ass.
Treated Like Trash
I’m a dirty fucking white slut, and I love to fuck black cocks black cocks can’t get enough of me either. I don’t care about black bitches those whores are not Queens to me. You fucking big butt big tit disgusting low-life trash bitches make me so upset. All those black bitches love to call me a horny little jealous trailer trash harlot, but I don’t care I’m still going to fuck your husbands and boyfriends and baby daddies. Black guys treat me like shit they fuck me and throw me around and beat me and I love it. I can’t help myself I’m just that kind of nasty fucking vicious whore. I let black men pee on me I beg them to spit in my face and wash my face off in the toilet. I love gang-rape fantasies with a bunch of big black cocks. All of you pretentious sluts that think you’re too good to get fucked by big black dicks, I want you to know that you’re missing out altogether. Black guys from the ghetto love to treat white girls like we’re trashy whores and I can’t get enough. I am a cheap whore, straight from the trailer trash territory, and my dad hates black guys. I love black guys so much that I bring them around my father and he gets so mad. I wear really really short skirts with no panties on in front of my dad, and I let my black boyfriend stick their dicks out in front of him. My dad says I’m so disrespectful I guess that’s why he ties me up and fucks me with his white fucking cock. Yes, I live a demented life because I’m a fucking blue-eyed devil and if you don’t like it you can suck my ass.
Snuff Sex Victim Is The Sweetest Prey
It’s another movie audition and it eluded to a trash art film but I didn’t care as long as I was going to be on screen. I am a total attention whore and fixated on being the perfect female of desire. I received this letter in the mail inviting me to audition for a new kind of film that allowed the viewers of it to interact and control what was done with the stars and co-stars. It was a kind of live shot movie and this one was going to take place out in a nearby Forest. I was going to play the distressed female lost on the highway and lured into the woods where I would be chased through them. I would be running for my life with trappings set-up throughout the Forest to trap and mangle me. I really had no chance to make it and the final scene plays out where my mangled body is being fantasy raped and violated with various items. I ultimately had no chance.
Ass Rape Porn by the Pool
I swear I can never go for a swim without getting a cock shoved into my tight little asshole. My neighbor can see into my backyard, and last time I was swimming he watched my foster brother violate me. When I thought he was going to come over and rescue me, he really just came over to join in. Well today I was out for a swim when he came over. He said he wanted to apologize, and that he could not resist me any longer. He asked if I could ever forgive him. He is so hot, how could I say no? He asked if I could trust him. At first I was hesitant, but then I told him I believed I could. He grabbed my hand and we walked onto my patio. Then out of nowhere, he ripped my bikini top off and growled that trusting him was my first mistake. I screamed for help, but it was no use. No one was home, and if they were they only would have joined him. He overpowered me, and bent me over the railing of the deck. He stroked my hair, continuously moving his hand lower. He gave my ass a little squeeze before sticking his long fingers into my pussy. He whispered in my ear that he knew I liked it because I was so wet for him. I cried as he pulled my bottoms off, and gripped my hips so tight his knuckles turned white. He start by putting his hard cock into my wet pussy, and he pounded into me while I screamed and cried for help. When he started to feel like he was going to cum, he moved his cock up and into my ass. He drilled into my ass while I cried in pain. We climaxed at the same time. I guess he was right, I did like it.
Bound and Stuffed
There’s nothing quite like being bound and stuffed as though I am a fuckin Thanksgiving turkey while having super nasty knife play phone sex. A filthy and worthless snuff cunt like mine is only good for one thing and one thing only and that is to give as much pleasure as possible to anyone who wants me. There’s no reason for me to even be existing other than to provide a tight pussy for endless horny cocks. He takes that knife and glides it down my stomach as he pierces the tip of the blade into my skin. Once he reaches my cunt he starts to slice away at the meat so that there is an even more gaping hole which was now a full on open wound. Take that big jar of strawberry jam and start to smear it inside of me for some extra added sweetness. I need all of those vegetables to be shoved deep up into my fuck hole so that i’m filled up and overflowing with tons of goodies. I’m bound so tightly, I can barely even breathe let alone move around. I have no choice but to lay there and take the stuffing so that he can eat me up and devour me whole once he’s done! I taste soooo delicious, I love a good cannibal who appreciates how yummy I am.
What Are Your Violent Phone Sex Fantasies?
I have violent phone sex fantasies. Do you have fantasies about beating a bimbo dead? I hooked up with Trevor after months of cyber sex. We met in a fetish chat room. I had dark fantasies about being beat to death and he always wanted to kill a worthless bimbo like me. On fetish sites you never know if folks are for real or not. I thought we were talking fantasy and maybe if we hooked up in person, we could do a snuff roleplay. I enjoy being smacked around and BDSM games. When I met him, he escorted me to his dungeon. He seemed like a regular man with some kinks. I like kinks. He stripped me naked and tied me up. I was spread eagle with ropes, so my body made an X. He strapped one of those industrial vibrators to my pussy and turned it on. It was moving fast on my clit causing me to cum over and over. Soon it became too intense. I begged him to stop it. He punched me in the gut hard. I thought I might puke. I held back the tears and braced myself for the pain I knew was imminent. He started using my body as his private punching bag. He went Mike Tyson on my boobs until he burst each saline bag. Then he laughed at my lopsided boobs. He was not one of my fantasy phone sex callers. This man wanted to make his dark fantasies come true with me. He wanted to hurt me dead. He kept mixing pleasure with pain until I was puking and bleeding all over my naked body. I was close to passing out when he revived me with smelling salts. “I want you to feel every inch of me whore,” he seethed in my ear. Every inch was not his cock but his fists. He didn’t kill me only because I am one tough broad, but he left me for dead. I survived out of tenacity and because I want you to be the one to finally snuff sex me to death.















