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Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Stocking Fetish Phone Sex The Dinner

Stocking Fetish Phone SexYou know what I am? I’m trouble. But, I’m the best kind of trouble, I’m a Stocking Fetish Phone Sex whore. That’s why even though we’re all eating dinner on this double date. You next to your wife and me next to my current boy toy I’m running my foot up your leg. Over the inside of your thigh. My toes teasing along your cloth covered cock. Feeling it throb against my Stocking Fetish Phone Sex covered digits. I can see the sweat glistening on your face. The unfocused yet worried look as you worked so much harder to keep focused and unsuspicious with those at the table. I run my toes along the head, feeling the moisture of your precum through my stockings. You falter in your sentence and I giggle unable to help it. You give me a startled look while your wife and my date look at me confused. I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. “Just remembered something funny.” I said to wave it off as I squeezed your cock with my toes, running them from the head to the base. I can feel your cock throbbing harder, the danger and sensation threatening to put you over. Your hand sneaks under the table, taking my foot in your fingers. Pulling my foot from your cock as you run your fingers over the insole of my foot. Teasing my toes and threatening to tickle me as we ate. The light touches made my sensitive Stocking Fetish Phone Sex covered foot jerk and wriggle in your hand. You kept it though, your fingers gripping tight enough it was almost painful. Then you took your thumb, rubbing and massaging along the instep of my foot. Working your way around to the arch, that on it’s own was almost orgasmic and it was my turn to force myself to pay attention to the others and not make any of those happy mewling noises I wish I could.

Don’t Cry Over Milk!

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OMFG these little fucking cum stains will not leave me alone! They keep begging me for food. Their little voices and how they twalk wike wits pisses me off so much! I like like kick them and punch them and they just like keep begging for food and milk. Like who wants milk? I’ve been eyeing that big ass bottle of jager in the pantry. The littlest one came crawling over to me and tried to crawl up my leg. The little bitch pinched me and I kicked her little body right into the wall. They were all screaming and finally I had enough! These little shit heads didn’t get that I’m JUST the babysitter. That doesn’t mean I HAVE to feed them. They wouldn’t stop! They finally just started slamming their hands on the fridge begging for milk, I guess their parents didn’t feed them enough or something. Anyway I thought they could use like a good stick to your ribs kinda of meal. SO I promised them some yummy food was coming soon, They just had to pay for it.

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I knew a few guys who had lots of dick milk that would love to have these wittle holes stretched open on their cocks. These perverts would willingly feed these wittle sluts and fill their empty tummies with this dick milk! Plus the perverts are willing to pay. Since its such short notice and I’m gonna need a lot of guys here to fill these wittle brats up till they are stuffed with dick milk… I’ll throw them a deal. I sent out the text and started getting these shits ready. I forced down 4 or 5 shots of jager down their throats making them get LIT UP! Damn it felt like these old perverts where taking FOREVER to get here, but that’s ok. I wanted to play with them too! I started putting makeup in their faces, making them look like drunk whores. HA! They totally were drunk whores IRL!! Anyway Just as I was about to start licking one of their tiny cotton candy pink holes the door bell rang! I almost felt bad for their tiny wittle holes. But then I thought about the cash and seeing their tiny wittle holes filled up with cock, my pussy was dripping! I ran to the door and the party began!

My Bestfriend

barely legal phone sex     My Best friend Jasmine called me late one night asking me if I ever experienced and orgasm before she was  curious about how it felt. Now at first I didn’t take her seriously because come on now what teen hasn’t experimented with their bodies and at least caught a few nuts on their own. Jazzy was legitimately serious so while my parents were out for their weekend “date” nights I invited her over. My best friend wasn’t going to just go on with her life not experiencing something so pleasurable she needed to reach her first O and I was going to be the girl to show her. What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t? I set the mood lighting a few candles around the bathroom turning off the light slow jams playing from my pandora a nice hot bubble bath just waiting for the two of us. Tonight she was going to experience the time of her life.  🙂

Humiliation phone sex

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I had one of my sissy boys come over today. I made him strip down naked and put a collar on. I commanded him to walk around on all fours like a dog and bark for me. I led him into the bedroom and tied him to my bedpost like the dog that he was. I stripped down naked and laid in the floor. I commanded him to lick my pussy. He buried his face into me. Of course he didn’t make me orgasm. I got up off the floor, got a belt and whipped him. I told told him he is a worthless mutt as I brought the belt down on him. He whimpered never breaking character. Well at least he is good for something. I went to my play toy chest and took out a dildo. I sat it on the bed and untied him from the bed. I took him to the foot of the bed where I strapped him down to the post. He was sitting up but couldn’t really move. I got really close to his face and spit in it. You are a worthless little dick looser I spat at him with anger. You cant even eat my pussy right. Your are not good for anything so your gonna watch me get off and lick my juices. He bowed his head down and said yes ma’am. I took the dildo and shoved it into his mouth while saying get this cock ready for me. He sucked it until it was good and wet. I pushed it into my pussy and instantly I’m soaking wet. I fuck my tight cunt until I cum. Then I show my face in his pussy and make him lick up my juices. I then piss on his pathetic excuse of a tongue and laugh at him. I go up to him smack him hard in the face as I tell him how he is my toilet. How he is a joke of a man. His cock is so small I needed glasses and he knows I don’t wear them. Haha you make me sick I say I slap him again and exit the room to clean up. Leaving him tied to the end of the bed for later use.

Cock Control Mistress

Cock controlHe knocked on my door looking like sin – all silk and dark colors. The sight of him drove me wild, and I couldn’t help myself. I yanked him inside, stripped him down to nothing before he could say another word. I decided right then and there that cock control was the order of the night. I had him lie down on my bed, and I began to caress him all over, massaging his muscles, and teasing his erogenous zones. His moans only encouraged me. He complained about my not being naked, but I just smacked the inside of his thigh near his sack hard enough to sting and told him that I wouldn’t tolerate any lip service. I started my cock control by stroking his cock and balls with my hands, massaging, squeezing, giving just enough pressure to really make him wish that he was inside of me. Next, I added tongue and mouth to the mix, sucking, licking, kissing, nibbling on his member and sack. I drove him to the brink many times like that, only to pull him back with unpleasant sensations the moment I knew he was close. Finally, I climbed on top of him and slid my pussy down his cock, my dress still covering my torso. I rode him hard and fast, again, just until he was about to cum, before stopping and pinching areas that would drive him back from the brink. I rode him like that until he was begging me to let him get off. I finally relented and let him cum DEEP inside of me. He really loves my cock control!

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young bald pussy I finally found the big cock I was looking for. I bring him home for the night. We head to my bedroom where I let him strip me down. He is licking his lips. He better be. I let him get undressed and I throw him onto the bed. I stick that huge cock inside my mouth and twirl my tongue on that head. I shove it the rest the way inside my mouth and gag myself. I know he liked that. I stop and position myself on top of him. I force his enormous cock inside of my tight wet cunt. It feels so good to finally have a decent cock inside me. I ride his shaft like I’m a stripper working the pole. He moans softly and grabs my tits. He is so deep inside me it hurts ever so often. I love it. Feeling that prick deep inside me. He then grabs me and shifts us to where I’m the one on bottom. He never lets that cock slip out. He grinds on me and I orgasm as if its the first time. He keeps pounding that snatch until he jerks out of me. He pumps his cock until he shoots his warm milky cum all over my chest and stomach. He finishes off by eating my pussy again until I orgasm a second time. Then a third. We leave each other on a good note but I think its definitely time for him to go. I kiss him goodbye and he leaves. What a night!

BDSM Phone Sex Master’s new Toys

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He strapped me to a table my arms outstretched and my legs forced open. He started with a slow massage, rubbing scented oil into my skin. Showing me a sharpened scalpel he held the blade against my cheek. He grinned at me as I gasped, feeling the cold metal against my cheek as he slid the blade oh so softly down my skin, over my neck, chest, tits, and over my stomach. He stopped with that sharp point right against my clit.

He just barely nicked the sensitive nub of nerves with that scalpel just once before he took a little egg, securing it against the clit. The slow stem of blood making the clit so much more sensitive. The trickle of blood mixing with my own flowing fluid. He took a toy that wasn’t like a dildo I’d seen before. It was pink, wide, and long. It had two black pads that had a wire that connected to a large black box. He then connected that to his phone and pressed a button and I felt little electric tremors of pleasure running straight from my pussy through the rest of my body.

It was intense and amazing and I came in seconds. Then he put clamps on my nipples, a plug up my ass, and oh my god sensation everywhere.

It just kept building and building, I couldn’t control it and just kept cumming and cumming.

Then, he changes the file and dripped red candle wax on my skin and just sent me over yet again…

I think this is my favorite of all the toys he’s showed me lately and I can’t wait to play with it again.

And He Followed…

 

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Pressed up against a wall behind the bar my legs spread wide open my panties seemed to have vanished in thin air. The bartender whose name I later found out to be Randy had my legs on his shoulders and my ass cheeks in his hand  pressed against that rough brick surface. I didn’t really care about the roughness I was too busy enjoying his tongue sliding against my clit, his lips slurping up my juices as I shook against him. Randy’s tongue dipped a bit further and I could feel it against my ass hole and I gasped  trying my damndest to get away but he just held me there and I cried out in pleasure as he used his tongue to penetrate my ass. Randy pistoned in and out with his tongue as if he was running a marathon. My pussy quivered and I was so close to my orgasm and the fucken bastard stopped before I was there. He pulled his away lowered on of my legs and reached in between us to grab his cock and Randy’s smile looked so smug his slightly crooked white teeth shining in the moonlight. That fat tip rubbed against my opening my arms around his neck his breath heavy with my juices as he panted close to my ear he pushed that thick head into my pussy my nails digging into his shoulders my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he slid the rest of his seven inches into my waiting slick pussy. I moaned bucking my hips against him pretty difficult to do on one leg but he swiftly lifted the other leg back up and held me there against that brick wall for a moment not moving adjusting himself inside of my pussy. That first SLAM inside of me was so amazing I forgot to breathe it felt oh, so got damn good! My mouth came down hard on his shoulder as I bit him to keep myself from screaming out, his swollen cock slamming into me harder and harder as we both neared that big O. I threw my head back nearly knocking myself out as I screamed in ecstasy.

Snuff Phone Sex the Execution

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I never thought it was illegal to be a taboo adult phone sex whore.

But here I was, the day of my execution. I wasn’t sure if I was afraid or excited knowing that today was going to be my last day.

It definitely became fear as I heard the heavy clomp of boots moving closer to me. I looked up at the two guards who sneered at me before opening the door. “Ready bitch?” one guard asked. The other staying behind. I felt as though I was shaking “Is it really today?”

They both laughed at me, their laughter harder as I felt my face flush. “Strip bitch.” he commanded and I stood, unzipping the orange jumpsuit and shrugged out of it. My face hotter as I stood naked in front of the two guards.

“On all fours!” the guard commanded. I moved to all fours on the concrete floor in front of them. He reached down, grabbing my long hair he used it as a leash. “You’re crawling there bitch.”

He yanked on my hair, making me cry out in pain as he pulled me down the hall forcing me to try to keep up with him as he led me to what I was sure was the execution chamber.

It was a circular room with 12 people sitting behind a glass wall. I was forced to look at them all by the firm hand in my hair. I felt my blush spreading to my chest. I wanted to look away but he just wouldn’t let me and laughed at my embarrassment.

“Stand up bitch.” he commanded, pulling up hard on my hair to make me cry out as I struggled to my feet. He gave me another moment to meet the eyes of those people behind the wall as he explained “This slut is being executed today for her acts of treason. She is going to be tortured before being made to orgasm and electrocuted. Do you have anything to say slut?”

“Please forgive me for the crimes I’ve committed…” I commented, gasping as I found myself led by my hair to a spreader bar set up in the room. First he had me raise one arm and then the other. Cuffing and forcing them to stay spread before I positioned my legs my ankles cuffed also to keep my legs spread wide.

I wasn’t able to see what he grabbed next until I felt the heavy leather falls of a flogger cut across my back, the ends slapping to end it in a sharp pain that made me cry out. Again, and again, the flogger lashing across my back. Each hit making the burn spread further throughout my body.

He finally stopped and I felt like I could breathe again only to have him tell me “Open your mouth.” in his commanding tone. I did that and he shoved the handle of a snake whip he had far enough down my throat that I gagged on it.

“Keep it there slut. Don’t drop it.” he told me with a sadistic smile on his lips. He reached forward then. Taking my nipples between his fingers he squeezed, pulled, twisted. Making a sharp pain shoot through me and cry out from around the whip handle.

He pulled the handle from my mouth and smiled at me. “Good girl.” he teased, his hand resting against my cheek before he slapped me across my face. His hands grabbing my hair again as he forced me into a bending position. My arms muscles straining against the binds as he used his other hand to spread my pussy lips. “Just look how wet she is. What a slut. You like all these people watching you don’t you?”

“Yes sir.” I replied, crying out as he gave me a sharp slap to my wet pussy. Laughing at my predicament as he undid the cuffs around my ankles and wrists. “8 or 10?” he asked.

I was confused. “What?” I asked, screaming out and holding my side where a whip had cracked and broken the skin. “Don’t be stupid. 8 or 10 inches.” he repeated. Giving another crack against my thigh as I cried out “8!” he laughed again, this time the whip cracked against my ass. I could feel the lingering sharp stings against my skin and the slow tickle of blood as it dripped.

“Go to the chair.” he said, whipping me again as I looked at the intimidating chair with its ankle and wrist bindings, ones that went all the way up to prevent its victim from thrashing. There was a hole in the seat where I was sure the cock would go through and I felt another cutting blow as I stared to long as my mode of death.

I moved on shaky legs towards the chair. Feeling the bite of whip across my back, ass, arm, thigh, everywhere as he “encouraged” me along. Sitting on the cold metal with hot marks was a mix of comfort and stinging in an entire new way.

He wasted no time though, strapping my arms and legs to the chair. Pulling my hair behind me and trying it to an eyehook before using straps across my forehead and throat to prevent me from looking away or struggling.

He put 4 electrode pads on me. One to my inner thigh, another over my heart, one against the side of my throat, and one against my head. I felt nervous then, my breath speeding up as he went behind me. I could hear him messing with mechanical components before I felt the huge head of a fake cock pressing against my wet pussy.

I moaned, unable to help it. He turned it on low and it moved in and out of me slowly. It was so big and went so deep, I couldn’t help but feel that building of pressure. The toy increased in intensity and began to fuck me harder and faster, I moaned. My breath coming quick as it seemed to hit all the right spots and not stop.

I couldn’t help it, he knew what he was doing and was a master of the controls. I could feel myself cumming in no time and felt what started as a soft tickle turn into a searing pain and I cried out in a mix of pain and orgasm.

Then stopped, blinking as I thought to hard. “I’m not sure how to orgasm and die.” I looked at the false wall where a director and a sound guy stood. Heard a collective groan of the other cast members as he yelled “Cut!” and we all had a laugh about it as it appeared in the blooper reel later.

Just kidding, I was stuck in the chair. My entire body tensing and vibrating with the electricity coursing through it. My hands opening and closing against the arm of the chair as I felt my heart skip beats. My pussy felt almost like it was keeping in time and then it did it again, and again, each time the electricity pumped through my body I felt a bit fuzzier. The pain further away. The colors of the world just a shade different…

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