Category Archive: Pain Slut Phone Sex

Department Store Dildo Whore

Guided MasturbationI hit a pothole, and nearly screamed. My pussy clenched around the seven inch dildo I’d plunged into my pussy while getting dressed. Every step, every single bump, was the sweetest torment. I rolled my car up to the department store, and parked at a distance from the storefront and the other cars. I put the car in park, and started to rock my hips against the dildo.
The pleasure that shot from my cunt to my clit was earth shattering. I started to really ride that thing. It pressed against my panties and the seat perfectly. I felt my breath coming quicker, my pulse racing, as my body was reaching it’s cumming point. That’s all I needed now. I was so in tune with fucking myself, I didn’t see the man approach.
“Are you okay, miss? You look like you’re having a seizure.” My heart leapt into my throat as I halted my strokes just mere millimeters away from a mind blowing orgasm. My face flushed; I’d been caught being a filthy whore in my car.
“I was… dancing.” I offered with a shy smile, my pussy trying to milk the dildo, begging for release.
“Oh.” He smiled knowingly, and offered a wink, before strolling away to enter the store. I saw how hard his cock was through his sweatpants. He knew! But I couldn’t continue now, I had to go shopping. I was caught with a hand in the cookie jar. I exited the car, whining at the pure torture this dildo was giving me. I walked towards the store, and stopped. It would be too much, the way my hips rocked the cock inside me. I was sure to make a mess of myself. Already, I could see a small wet spot on my pants. Not good!
There was a breath on my ear. The sexy bloke who’d caught me riding a rubber cock in my car was there, hand on my throat. “Don’t cum in the store, Kitten.” I whined again. I was never going to make it.

Fucked Under The Fireworks

Pain Slut Phone SexThe hot ashes rained down on our sweating bodies as the fireworks shattered the skies above.I was bouncing on Master’s cock to the tempo of the pyrotechnics. Beyond the burn of the falling embers on my skin, I felt the heat of a thousand gazes. My pussy was sloppy wet, sliding up and down his cock. I arched my back, and looked over my shoulder to see the masses stuffing the riverfront for the Fourth Of July.
Master reached his bull-thick hand up, wrapping his fingers around my delicate throat. He squeezed, until I wasn’t sure if I was seeing fireworks or stars. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t fight it. This was exactly the rough fucking I loved. Everything went quiet; everything went black.
When I regained consciousness, the deafening cannons of the fireworks were going into the grand finale. Evidently, so were we. Three men, one Master, surrounded me. They lit the sparklers, and held them close to my soft skin. My nipples caught the sparks, my sweet pussy singed. I moaned, but no one could hear me.
They grabbed me, and laid me to straddle a man. He slid, lubeless, into my tight asshole. Master shoved his cock right into my pain slave mouth, and the third man popped himself deep into my cunt. Rhythmless, reckless with abandon, they gangbanged me in front of the crowd. These people were getting a show, all right. Instead of fireworks exploding, three men came in my slutty whore holes almost simultaneously.
I laid back, well spent, as Master stroked my face. A standing ovation came harder than I had, and I knew every single one of those sick fucks was clapping for me.

True Holy Water

Blasphemy Phone SexForgive me Father, for I have sinned. I thought I was ready to turn my life around. I had started going to the local Catholic Cathedral every Sunday, I was serving food in the local soup kitchens, and donating to charity every chance I got. Most of all, I had started my celibacy.


I was almost three months in when Father Arthur asked me to stay after Mass one day, just to help him with some paperwork in his office. How could I refuse? Such a holy man. He really leads his flock with love. He told me he needed to go up there first, and that he would meet me there when I was ready. I smiled and nodded, and thanked him as he walked away.
I wouldn’t stay thankful for long. Upon entering his office, the door slammed shut behind me. I looked, and Sister Mary Ethel and Sister Alice stood there, barring my way.


“It would seem that you have some repenting to do.” Father Arthur said as he stood. The sisters threw me over his desk, and they ripped my skirt down for my hips exposing my pink little ass cheeks and my rapidly dampening cunny.
I started to protest, but his cock was in my mouth before I knew what was happening. As I sucked and licked, and let him throat fuck me, the sisters began to beat me. With the rulers, with their rosaries, with anything that was available. Yes, even the Bible itself.
All the way up my ass, right down my soft little thighs, they abused my sweet skin. I was screaming around his cock. I could feel the welts on my ass as they beat me, and I could feel my pussy starting to really drip.
Sister Mary Ethel pointed that out, and they began to gently tease my cunt. Above the pain, I felt the pleasure. I had tried to repent, but God was making it very clear. I was born to be a sinner; a pain slut. As I came, all over the sisters fingers, they smirked and made a comment about “true holy water”.


As the priest came down my throat, he said,
“Take unto you the body of Christ, and be forever saved.” I felt the mix of cum and blood trickling down the back of my leg where I had been cut with the ruler, but I didn’t care. In my head I was screaming, begging for more.


I’m now on my true path, who I really was meant to be. An overly submissive masochist, all thanks to Father Arthur putting me back on my path. Hallowed be thy name.

Yours to Possess

pain slut phone sexThe darkest part of night is always when I have all of my fun. It hides the bruises that You give me, the cuts along my chest, and the screams that escape me. It doesn’t shroud what You do to me, though. The way You walk into a room, and just grab me. Because I am Yours, every piece of me is your property, and it all belongs to you. I am Yours to possess. Your hand around my throat, forcing me against the wall.
Your other hand in my hair, as You bring me down to suck on your fat cock. You want me to fuck your friends? Yes Master. If they want a fucking show, this filthy slut will give it to them. You want me to display myself at the family picnic? Yes Master. You want to string me up from the rafters by my nipples and my ankles? Anything to please You. Every breath, everything that I do, it’s all for You.
I crave the detailed attentions that only You offer. I need the sting of Your palm across my face, my ass, my tits, my cunt. I need the pain as much as I need the pleasure. At the very thought of You, my sweet pussy is instantly soaked. I need it. I need You, and every ounce of pleasure and pain You so generously gift me. In a perfect world, I’d live as Your slave, 24/7/365. Willingly, of course. Won’t You come and play with me? Won’t You remind me who I belong to?

I was so scared

submissive phone sexI was so scared and alone, he dropped me off there at that shady bar in a bad neighborhood and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. The place was full of hard looking men, as soon as I walked in they were forcing me to get up on stage and dance for them. I didn’t really want to but what could I do? I was told that I wasn’t allowed to say no and I wasn’t allowed to fight them off. If they wanted to kill me they could. I was allowed no resistance. I stripped my clothes off and I could feel all their eyes on me and I knew that this was going to be the easiest thing I would be forced to do tonight. When the song ended they pulled me down and began to use me. Every fuck hole was filled with at least one cock and believe me none of them were gentle with me. I couldn’t breathe, my body was on fire and everything hurt but still they kept on coming back for more. I must have fucked a hundred men that night, by the time the last one finished with me I was bruised and bleeding and filled with cum. I’ve never been so humiliated in my life!

Kinky Phone Sex Bi-Sexual Slut

phone sexKinky phone sex is a little bit of an awkward thing for some to come clean about, but I want you to get me dirty. Get me dirty with your kinky ideas and those naughty twisted little fetishes. I am interested in what you need my naughty little boyfriend. This GFE *Girl friend experience hottie just can’t stop wondering what sort of things you would try with me. I mean look at me and well, you certainly just an average guy. I’m a hot fucking piece of coed ass and can get anyone I want. I like both, pussy and dick. I love to fuck a pervert in the ass with a strap-on. You know they call that pegging and I tried pegging my girlfriends pussy last year and I loved it as much as she did. She came hard on my strap-op cock. I bet you would cream your panties if you witnessed the fucking we did that night. I know her boyfriend sported a tent in his trousers immediately when we told him about it. We told him how I could make her come and how I really wanted to peg him next, while he was fucking her. 

Home Invasion Quickie

Home Invasion Phone SexIt was the middle of the night when the opening of my bedroom door woke me up. All I could make out was a dark figure standing in the doorway. The moment I started to sit up the figure rushed at me and grabbed me tightly and forced me onto my stomach. I could tell it was a man not only by how strong and powerful he was but by the large boner of his pressing against my lower back. He kept one hand tightly on the back of my neck keeping me still, while I heard him unzipping his pants. He pulled up my t-shirt and started to rub his big cock against the small of my back. I know I should have been scared but at the moment all I could think about was how good a cock like that would feel inside me. He moved off of my legs long enough to pull off my shorts, while he still firmly held the back of my neck. His hand grabbed my right hip and pulled me up to get my ass in the air. Once he had me where he wanted me, he mounted thrusting deep inside me. Pulling my head back by my hair as he drilled me hard and fast until he came inside me. As quickly as he came, was as quickly as he left. The moment I gained my sense and looked back he was already heading out my bedroom door. I have no idea who came into my room and fucked me that night but a part of me hope him and his big dick come back again soon.

Lacey the Babysitter Phone Sex

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I’ve always been the babysitter for hire type and there was never any shortages when I was a young teen. If you like babysitter phone sex then I have some stories to share with you. I guess I could’ve been a home wrecker, but I’ve always been more of the discrete type. I’ll admit that I always preferred the single fathers because whenever they’d come home to relieve me of my duties, there wasn’t any time frame of me having to leave and they would always invite me to stay for some drinks even though I wasn’t of legal drinking age. That’s when the real fun would begin. A lot of flirting and teasing and I could always squeeze more cash out of them because they wanted to fuck me so very badly. Do you have a young, hot babysitter that you’re just dying to get your hands on? If so, I can play that role for you and act like the filthy slut you fantasize about her being. Let me show you just how naughty babysitter’s are.

Lacey’s CBT Phone Sex Fun

CBT phone sex

Are you the kind of loser who needs to feel pain in order to feel pleasure? Then you need to be dialing my number to call me for some ball busting CBT phone sex. I love the fact that I get to tell you to do all kinds of painful things to your cock and balls and you do it with no hesitation. Well, maybe a little bit of hesitation because I can be a little relentless with my orders. I kind of like it when you scream and cry, so every time that happens, it will probably make me want to torture you even more.
Actually, if I’m being honest – you’re going to get tortured even more regardless. You could be quiet or cry out and it’s not going to matter one way or the other. When you call me for cock and ball torture, you ARE going to be in pain. It’s going to be really bad. But I know that me saying that won’t stop you from calling me. You’re a pain slut and you need it, don’t you? You’re probably rock hard and throbbing just thinking about it. So what in the world are you waiting for, loser?

Dark Fantasy Fun

Accomplice Phone SexOh, the places a dirty twisted mind can go. I know first hand. I have some dark fantasies that come into my mind, the kind to make me cringe if I wasn’t so horny at the time. You don’t have to be afraid to let that wickedness show. In fact, I encourage it. Be bad with me, be dark and twisted. The bitter taste of evil can be so satisfying don’t you think? A walk on the dark side is exactly what my pussy needs sometimes, and I think your cock does too. Sometimes the krafty and nasty butcher in me needs to emerge with a hungry. And your twisted little mind is going to feed me what I want and need.

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