Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

A Lesson Thru Forced Fisting

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I knew I was testing my limits but I didn’t stop, I kept wearing those whore clothes and that whore makeup and flirting with all of Daddies friends and sitting on each and every one of their laps. One night Daddy had enough of it! He coaxed me onto his lap and suddenly turned into a monster! A horny monster that was going to make me pay for being such a little tease. I cried and squirmed as he turned me to my stomach on his lap, he started by ripping my panties down to my ankles and completely removing my little tiny skirt. He smacked my ass over and over and each sting turned me on! I knew I shouldn’t enjoy my punishment, but Daddy made me love it! He was far from done though, he was talking to me like a worthless little whore making me beg and plead for more spankings telling me that if I wanted to dress and act like a whore I better be ready to take it like a whore too…Soon I did. His fingers started to linger from the slaps to spreading my little cheeks. I felt his finger touch my tight asshole and I knew he was thinking about entering it, I squirmed trying to get away bit he wouldn’t let me go and instead plunged his finger in deep and hard. I screamed and he put another in, quickly starting to fuck my ass with his fingers. But he kept adding more and more fingers and I could feel the limitations of my tiny ass stretching around each finger. After 3 fingers Daddy claimed he was going to put his whole fucking fist in my little whore ass, I begged him not to…told him I couldn’t but he held me down on his lap as his fist went in and out harder and harder as I cried, moaned and screamed. All in which is what Daddy truly wanted from lil ol’ me.

Slave Training Phone Sex Between a Tree and a Hard Place

Slave Training Phone SexApparently I did something to earn my Master’s ire.

I was taken to the middle of the forest with some of Master’s closest friends and told me that it was time for my “Slave Training Phone Sex regimens.” I didn’t really understand what they meant but I’m fairly certain they would let me know.

First they stripped me naked, one man holding my arms back as the others smacked my tits, ass, and pussy. Some hitting over my kidneys just to remind me what a pain slut I was and to mix some bad pain in with the good.

Once they had their giggles at my jiggling flesh they pushed me up against a tree. The rough bark scratching at my back as they moved onto the next step in their Slave Training Phone Sex regimen. “What do you say about being tied to a tree slut?” one of Master’s friends sneered at me. I blinked, looking at him surprised. Master was mean but he was never cruel for the sake of it. “I… “ I took too long to answer. The man slapped me hard across the face as my Master laughed.

I could taste blood in my mouth and my vision was cloudy with tears. They took out their rope of choice and I was scared to see that it was barbed wire. I could feel those metal teeth digging into my skin and they laughed as they tugged at the metal. Slapping and hitting me again, trying to make me move out of the way of their hands and into the teeth of the wire.

“What does a slut say when she’s asked if she wants to be tied to a tree?” He prompted again and right away I answered “Thank you sir. Yes sir.” he laughed, and patted my cheek. I noticed the others had pulled a small box with them and opening it revealed a set of needles and jewelries. My master with nitrite gloves on pulled and pinched my nipples. Making them hard as he smiled at me. “Ready for the next step in your Slave Training Phone Sex regimen?” he asked with care. I was afraid, and he could see it in my eyes as I looked from the man who had slapped me back to him. “Yes sir…” and with that they took the wide needle, one man pulling my nipple taut as the other pierced through the sensitive flesh making me scream out as they put a hoop through it. The the other, then my clit… I didn’t feel like I consented to any of it… And all it did was make me afraid of the men surrounding me. Even as they told me how good I did and what a perfect slut I was.

I Begged For It

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My next door neighbor and I are closer than anyone knows. The other day he was mowing his lawn and I went next door to see his big package I could practically see across the street! It was no secret to him that I was eager to please and that’s just what I did! I left his house with sticky cum dripping down my face and my tummy full of his jizz too. I couldn’t wait for our next time! I am a young girl, who hasn’t done a lot with boys but after taking his nearly 10 inch cock up this tight little cunt, I only craved him…and I know he has a darker side just like lil ol’ me. I got a txt last night to meet him in the pumpkin patch up the road tonight at midnight. I knew no one would be there and I would be all alone with him, milking those balls and that dick dry!!! When I got there I started wandering around, I couldn’t find him…I assumed he hadn’t gotten there yet so I just walked deeper and deeper down the trails of pumpkins. All of a sudden I felt a hand over my mouth and a cock pressed up against me. I tried to struggle but he was much stronger with my little body up against him squirming I knew it was only making it worse for me. I couldn’t see anything and before I knew it he was slamming my face down on his cock making me gag and choke on it. I was wet as fuck my bald pussy ached for his cock to violate me!  He laughed at me and told me to beg because he knows I want, all while sliding his cock all over my smooth little cunt then back up to my face so I could taste my juices. He knows I am an obsessed cock craving teen, and that’s why he made me take his loads. His balls were full so I got a load in my little cunt, my ass and my face/mouth. I loved every second of it! Even though I struggled a little, in the end I begged for it.

Midnight Rape Fantasies

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I could feel him behind me so I started walking quicker. I was tipsy and scandalously dressed…a girl my age should never be alone. I could hear him getting closer and I started to run in my heels, a little light jog at first but that surly wasn’t enough because I was being dragged down an alley with my feet kicking and my mouth covered. He was so much stronger than me, a helpless little girl under that big body – I stood no chance. I tried to plead with him, beg him to let me go and I would never tell anyone but he was coming for what he wanted and not leaving till he had it. I knew I was dressed like a whore but I’d not been fucked as much as most sluts and my young bald holes were still tight as a little virgin. He went it dry, slamming his cock in and making me his dirty worthless victim. I cried and begged but he punched and slapped me till I shut up. He used me and cummed in my cunt no matter how much I tried to squirm away he slammed it in deep – showing me he’d do whatever the fuck he wanted. I was scared and turned on… this was not what I wanted! Or was it?

I like to watch!

Mommy phone sexOk. I admit it! I like to watch. When I get really fucked up. I mean flying high and edging all the way. I want a show! I want to see how hard you can fuck my little ones! I dont mean I want some nice soft love making. Fuck that shit. I want to see hard core! I want to see fisting both anal and vaginal. I want to see hard core, deep penetration. I want to see fucking. I want to hear the begging and pleading! I want to feel my little sluts getting fucked! Use them like little whores. Treat them like the trash they are. I made those little sluts to be used!  I need to see them. I want them to beg. I want them to watch you gape open ever single whole! Do it to them. I want to watch!

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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Forced Intoxication Phone Sex Isis

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I love watching new little brats. I try really hard to make the first time a lot of fun. So I can get to check out the house, have the brats like me and get the parents to call me again. When I put your little brats to bed I love to tell them a bed time story. They are showered and in the pj’s. Bellies full of milk and cookies. Teeth brushed and hair perfectly untangles. They are all tucked into bed ready to go asleep and I ask them if they want to hear a scary bed time story! They were so excited! I sat on the edge of their bed after I turned off the lights. The night light gives enough light for them to see my face and only my face. I relax and slip my panties to the side. I start to play with my pussy as I tell them of the evil babysitter. She has her friends waiting at the end of the street.

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They are waiting for your mommy and daddy to leave. They walk in the door with their hands full of beer, vodka, and their pockets full of cash for me and enough dope to make Snoop Dog say no. My friends start ripping their little clothes off their bodies. Smack, biting, pinching, licking and sniffing their bodies as they are tossed around like rag dolls. Rubbing my pussy that is just getting wetter and wetter. Now to the good park. The evil babysitter and her friends make the little brats drink a whole bottle of vodka forcing them to get drunk! It will also help her friends fuck their tiny little fucking pussies! The little one’s I am telling my naughty story too start to get so scared but loopy at the same time. That’s when I tell them the evil babysitter is me and I cover them in my pussy juices as I squirt all over their little faces. After they pass out. I am going to take pictures of their little pussies and sell them to my friends for the next time I watch them. 

I Had It Coming

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I hopped into the shower and took my time shaving… I wanted to be silky and smooth. As I got out of the shower I noticed that there were no blinds covering my window, but I didn’t quite care. I didn’t mind if one of the neighbors were getting a show. I looked in the mirror and checked out my body, turning myself on even! I laid back and popped in a porno – gangbang incest (my fav!). I started to get myself off, fingering my pussy and making it all slippery and wet. I guess I might have fallen asleep because when I woke up I was not alone. There was a man staring at me! I had no time to scream he was on top of me and his hard cock was pressing against me. I knew what he wanted, I knew he was about to take it. I started to really fight him, but my little teen body was no match for him. He was rough and forced me to my stomach, holding my hands down as I tried to squirm away. I could feel his cock pushing against me about to enter my unwilling hole. I was dripping so fucking hard because I knew I was a little slut who wanted it. He wasn’t gentle, taking what was his – and I totally had it coming.

Snuff Phone Sex Fantasies

snuff phone sexSnuff phone sex fantasies excite me as a submissive whore. I average a few kill calls a day. There is something about me that makes men want to do very bad things to me.Maybe it is my pretty looks or my my big tits. What do you think?  I can’t blame them. I know I am nothing more than a dumb bimbo here for your pleasure. I am the girl men keep on the side to humiliate and abuse. I have a few regulars who call me weekly to kill me. I die weekly and love it. Some weeks, I die daily. I love hearing your creative ways to torture and kill me. There are literally a million ways to die. Sometimes, if I am lucky, a man wants to know how I would like to bite the dust. I love blood and guts. Today, a caller ask ed me how he wanted to kill me. He wanted me to get off on the call too. I said violently and not quickly. You see I am a pain slut. I want to enjoy my slow torturous death. We talked about horror movies and I shared that Medieval torture really got my cunt wet. So brutal. Totally barbaric. There was a pause as his wheels turned. Then out of no where he clubbed me like a baby seal. Big barbed wire bat to the head. Didn’t kill me, but stunted me. Made me a retarded bitch. Blood and brain matter spilled from the gaping hole in my head. My blonde locks turned a crimson red. As I laid in a pool of my own blood slowly dying, he jacked off on my brains. Gruesome, brutal and the definition of hot fantasy phone sex for a submissive slut like me. How would you like to snuff me out?

Rape phone sex fantasies with Homeless Men

Rape phone sex fantasiesYou’d never believe what a slut I am.

I mean, I brought myself to a new low. Even for me!

I was playing truth or dare with friends like the mature adults we are and one of them dared me to fuck a homeless man. Called me out as the whore that I proudly am.

“You’ll never do it you chicken!” she teased…

Now, those were fighting words for sure!

Being drunk and high on peer pressure I couldn’t back down now.

So, we went on the hunt for an appropriate homeless stud for me to milk the cum out of.

After we found the “victim” of our dare I got to have a really good look at him. I wasn’t sure if this was a safe thing to do. His skin was a brown gray from dirt, his hair was dreadlocked in oil and grease and mixed with mats. He smelled like a mix of hard liquor and piss and he had obviously been homeless for a very long time.

When we walked up to the man he looked at us suspiciously and then took the moment to stare at our tits hungrily. I guess not very many hot girls got close enough to smell him let alone for him to stare at such tender pickings.

“Soooo…” my friend began in a promising slur. “My friend here… Well, she needs to fuck a transient like your handsome self.” She flashed the man a wide grin as she pushed me forward. “We have decided you are just the type of man we’re looking for so, for the cost of nothing you’d get to plow her young tight pussy for as long as you want.”

The man blinked, obviously disbelieving what he was just told. “You, fuck her, understand?” she said in a dead pan. Obviously annoyed with having to explain herself again.

The man laughed, well cackled… it was creepy. And stood up putting his body right up against mine. He smelled so bad and when he talked the toxic gas that was his breath washed over my face making me gag. He laughed harder, pulling me in for a slimy disgusting kiss. When I pulled away I looked at my friend “I think this is a bad idea…” I managed before he laughed again, he sounded like a villain in a cartoon with that evil cackle.

“To late beautiful!” he grinned as he licked my ear, his spit coating it in a way that gave me shivers. His nasty piss scented hits grinding against my hips. “Your ‘friend’ already said that you’re mine to fuck.”

He pushed me to the ground, forcing my knees out from under me as he covered me with his disgusting body. His hips forcing my legs to spread, my shirt to move up to my hips and his cloth covered cock to grind against my panty covered pussy.

I felt so sick to my stomach, his stench just getting worse the more he kissed, licked, and forced himself on me. I could smell his cock when he pulled it out of his pants. It made me think he was sick, he had something that made him smell off and I tried to beg for him to stop before he stuck his slimy dirty tongue back in my mouth. Laughing as he made me gag again.

He wasted no time, ripping my panties off and shoving his cock into my dry push with a groan of satisfaction as my scream of pain was muffled by his mouth. He kept thrusting, not paying any heed to the burning friction and tearing muscles as he forced my unwanting and not ready muscles to stretch around his cock.

He came in minutes, thankfully, as his cum lubed his cock making the still thrusting member a big easier to deal with. He kept going, his body shaking and shuddering over mine as his cock began to soften inside of me.

He pulled out leaving me a shivering sobbing mess underneath him before putting his dirty and mostly likely diseased cock right in front of my nose. “Suck it clean he said.” And as I vomited all over that dirty man and his cock he just laughed before shoving his blood tinted, cum and vomit covered cock down my throat.

His laughing gets wilder and wilder as he shoved himself in my mouth over and over, each time I gagged around him he got just a bit harder.

I don’t know how long he fucked me, I just know that eventually my friend finally took me home and I went to the doctor with a torn vagina and to make a battery of tests for STIs…

I’m never playing truth or dare again.