Category Archive: Pain Slut Phone Sex

The Gift Of A Gangbang

Gang bang Phone SexMaster came to play with me last night. I’ve been so lonely during this quarantine, so He came with three of his friends to remind me I’m his little fuck toy. Master spread me out, and chained me to the bed. I was helpless; I couldn’t move. Before I could object, I had a cock forced into my mouth. I was choking, but no one gave a fuck. My ass and cunt were violently stuffed with their fat pricks. It hurt so good, I was sobbing. Master stood in the corner, stroking his cock, a grin on his face. He loved putting me in my place, and I loved this forced gangbang; my dripping cunt said so. I am nothing, just his property. My body screams in pain, my cunt begs for more and more. I know what Master wants will happen. I know I am helpless, I know I am his.

Tied For Tit Torture

Hardcore Phone SexSadistic fucks like you love to torture masochistic whores like me. That is why you have me strung up and suspended from the ceiling like a piece of meat. I’m bound and helpless against your forcibly invasive hands. You poke and prod and explore why slutty teen body. I couldn’t scream if I wanted to; the ball gag is secured so well. Before I know it, you’re using me as a human ashtray, putting your cigarettes out into my skin. I’m thrashing and fighting you. Fuck it hurts so badly! But my cunt is dripping, and you know my body is begging for more. You put tight nipple clamps on me, and whip me until my nipples are dripping blood all over the floor. That only turns you on more. I see you pull out your cock, and slam it right into my sopping cunny. I moan, and then shriek in the worst pain I’ve ever had as you press a red hot brand to my left tit, and then my right. The right one said “pain” and the left now says “slut”. “Because that’s what you are. And now you’re mine until I snuff you out.” You whisper into my ear, pumping my pussy full of your steamy cum. I hang from the ceiling, begging for you to do your worst.

Pain Slut Needs Punished

Pain Slut Phone SexPain sluts like me live for only two things; to give Master pleasure, and receive sweet pain from His hand. Master often forces me to be intoxicated; I get extra slutty when I am. Then, he makes me parade my wet, bald pussy all around the club. Master lets me get used like the bitch I am. It’s so humiliating, and that makes my cunt drip even more. Master likes to watch me mutually masturbate with his friends; He loves to watching me touch my pretty clitty for him, and drive the other men crazy with the smell of my fertile cunt. I love consensual non-consent play, and Master knows this. He’ll force himself on me whenever he likes! At home, in the mall, at work, it doesn’t matter. I’m his property, and he can fuck me when he wants. I’m his slave, wholly and completely. Master, won’t you give your submissive slut a call, give her a spanking, and remind her who she belongs to? I miss the sting of your palm across my worthless face.

Suspended And Whipped

Pain Slut Phone SexMy ankles were bound to the balcony railing. I dangled, naked and bleeding; I stared at the eighteen stories below me. The crack of the whip echoed down the void, the searing pain of it striking my skin sizzled through me.
My cunt was wetter than a monsoon, my juices dripping up my body. I watched my cum roll like a river, mixing with sweat and blood. The whip came again, and again, and again, painting lattice work across my back.
I prayed for help, for an end. I prayed for anything but to fall. I was terrified of heights, but my body was compensating. The whip bit my nipple, and I screamed across empty air. I see you walk up, and I wonder what action you’ll take. Free me, and I’ll forever be your sweet sex slave. Whip me, if it pleases You Master. Let me fall if you’re finished playing with your precious pussy-cat, Master. I close my eyes, and wait.

Quadro Fucked On Campus

BDSM Phone SexMy fuck holes were aching, and begging for more. My initiation into this sorority was more intense than most of the things I’ve done. Bound and bent, I was attached to what the girls called the “QFM”, or Quadro fuck machine, and it was doing just that.
I was weeping with humiliation as the big bitch on campus drove us around, my holes being mercilessly pounded again and again. Every time I was close to cumming on these mechanical cocks, they’d slow to a torture worse than a whipping.
Other students, even other staff, filmed me as we rolled around. I was screaming for mercy through my ball gag while they laughed and took photos. I couldn’t take it, no sorority was worth this. But this was a ride there was no getting off of. I was stuck until these bitches were done destroying my cunt and my ass.
I was screaming as we hit hour seven of this. The girls, these demonic bitches, just laughed. They untied me finally, and I pissed all over myself. They kicked me, like the dog I was. For the next four years, it was very clear; I belonged to them.

Hot Steamy Phonesex

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I’ve been masturbating all day and I am tired of playing by myself! I need you to call me for some really freaky phonesex. I’ve said it before that all fantasies are welcome, but I really want to talk to guys today who like to get dark and twisty. I want to hear from those of you who have done some really fucked up things. Sure, you can tell me about what you WANT to do, but I really need to hear about the things you have experience with.

Did you fuck one of your family members? Probably that hot little cousin who kept sitting on your lap and wiggling around – not knowing what she was doing. Or did she? Young girls can be such teases, even when they are innocent. Did you fantasize about fucking your Sunday school teacher until you finally caved in and bent her over the table and fucked her? She probably needed it, huh? She was probably one of the dirtiest sluts you’ve ever encountered. No matter who you want to talk about or what you want to talk about, I’m the phone sex girl for you. Come on, baby! Let’s get nasty together now!

Drugs Phone Sex Anal Whore

drugs phone sexI love drugs phone sex calls. Getting high alone is so boring. Everyone knows that a coked up woman is a nasty freak. For me, I just become a nastier freak. Honestly, not much I will not do, but on coke, there is not anything I will not do. Last night, I was high and alone. My sons were out with their father at the arcade blowing off some steam. I was working, so I stayed home to party and talk dirty. Things got interesting too. My stepson stopped by looking for his dad. He is older than my boys and I rarely see him. We do not get along because he blames me for his parents’ divorce. He hates me. He is rough with me, but I like it. And when on coke, I love it. He thought he was going to hurt me with a hardcore ass fucking, but I am a seasoned anal sex whore.  I am also a pain slut and druggy whore. I was not feeling his 8-inch dick in my ass. It was part because I was that high. It was mostly that I can handle a baseball bat up my ass with no problem. I knew he would hate me teasing him when he was trying to be the aggressor. When I joked that I could not feel his dick, he pulled it out and inserted his fist. Now, we had a party. Now, I was feeling something. He came in my cunt while fisting my ass. When my boys came home, they were horny for mommy. They did not even notice that my holes were bigger and creamier than normal. Even if they had noticed, they would not have cared. My sons and my husband love me because I am a nasty freak.

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.

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