Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Good Night, Little Leslie

I had my very first sleepover last night. My friend Mary brought me to her house and showed me her pink room. Her fluffy, quilted comforter was so soft and it made me sleepy right away! Mary told me that since he was a single parent, her dad always came in to kiss her goodnight. But when Mary’s dad came in later, he did much more than kiss her! I tried to cover my ears and sink down beneath the blankets, but I heard and saw everything. Just as it was beginning to end, I convinced myself to drift off and forget about the whole thing. After all, plenty of adults have touched me down there before. So what if Mary’s dad does that to her, too? After all, she’s a very nice friend, and Mary’s dad was probably just showing her how much he loves her. So that’s why, later that night, I wasn’t prepared for my own blankets to be yanked off. Boom! Right as I was drifting off into a wonderland called Slumberland, I felt the covers leave my body, and big, thick, grown-up hands covering my teeny, soft girl titties! I thought it was a dream at first, but dreams can’t feel that good . . . can they?

Rape Fantasy Phone Sex With Naudia

I like the idea about getting fucked against my will. And it makes me so wet. Some cocky, demanding guy just takes it from me. Bends me over a couch and shoves himself inside me. Any hole he wants. My screams don’t matter. My clawing fingers don’t stop him. He just pounds my pussy how he wants it. Does what he wants to me. Makes me scream his name. We’ll be somewhere in the middle of nowhere. He just saw me and decided he wanted me. I say no, he doesn’t care. He slams his fingers into my cunt like the whore I am. He stretches the opening. I like it rough. I must. After all, I wanted it, didn’t I? Otherwise, I wouldn’t have worn that short skirt. Then the asshole throws me away. Not before fucking my asshole, of course. I’d get bruises on my knees when he shoved me to the ground. He’d make me suck him off. I’d wrap my lips around him. My tears and saliva would be the lube. I love rape fantasies! 

Poppers With A Side Of Cherries

This week was fun, but something scary happened to me again. I was playing in my backyard with my dog. Her name is Sparkles, and she’s my friend.

Why does everyone keep touching me in my private places? My Mommy and Daddy said to me “No. Don’t let boys touch you in your private places.” But what about girls? Sometimes I get so confused with all of these grown-up rules.

Just as I was pitching the little tennis ball that Sparkles and I use to play catch, I heard some rustling sounds over the fence. Rustle, rustle, rustle, the sounds went. I got curious, so I walked over to the bushes lining the gate . . . and BAM! Something hit me right in the face!

I don’t remember what happened next, but everything was all black and fuzzy. When I woke up, I was trapped in a warm, dark room with very soft sheets . . . and I wasn’t wearing any clothes! OH NO! I thought. Not again!

I tried to pull the blanket over myself. But someone walked in and revealed herself to me. That’s right, she revealed herself, right before my innocent, nudie little eyes!

I was shell-shocked. She looked just like a nice, trusting adult I would’ve run to if I’d ever needed a bandaid. Except that her big bobbies were showing, and that wasn’t nice at all.

“What have you done with Sparkles?” I huffed angrily, all weak-but-brave-damsel-in-distress like.

The woman cackled meanly. Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha, she cackled, only not quite as nice sounding.

“I believe you’ll find yourself to be a little more pliable,” she announced, “once you get a whiff of this.”

I did not want a whiff of anything, really. But she was a bad girl villain, and bad girl villains don’t listen to what you want. Then she came over and stuck a bottle under my nose. I tried to turn away, but my head still kinda hurt. That’s my kryptonite, if you can keep a secret. When someone bashes my head open in my very own backyard.

The stuff in the bottle smelled really bad. My battling arms soon dropped uselessly to my sides. Then the mean lady laid me down on the floor and purred at me. I gulped as she recapped the bottle and set it down.

“How does that feel?” she asked seductively, trailing a long fingernail down my abdomen.

It felt great. All of a sudden my dizziness increased, but at the same time, a happy feeling overcame me. My dampening kitty felt really hollow, like it needed to be stuffed. The mean lady saw me wiggling to be touched and immediately laughed all evil-like again.

She stretched forward then and pulled out a canister from beneath the couch. It was full of little red circles marinading in red liquid. The looked like veiny eyeballs in blood.

“Cordial cherries,” the woman supplied at my horrified expression. “Poppers and cherries,” she laughed.

I didn’t understand the joke until she repeated it three more times, guffawing louder with each word. Finally she was leaning over me in a laughing fit, so I reached up and grabbed her booby to snap her out of it.

“Umm, excuse me,” I interrupted politely, “but aren’t you going to touch my privates?”


Loose Woman….

You know how some people just piss you off? It is the way they walk or talk. For me It is the bible thumpers who wont take no for an answer. I believe in what I believe. I am very spiritual. And to have some little bitch tell me I am wrong because she said so. Well … that pisses me off. But today.. today was so far beyond rude, I just couldn’t let it pass. I got a knock at the door. When I opened the door it was a sweet young thing. She asked if I have been saved. And of course I have. But then she went on … She said she could tell I was a loose woman by the way I dressed. That a lose woman is a sin in God’s eyes. That if I didn’t change my ways I would burn. I told her it was time for her to leave. And she REFUSED. She said she could not let a “lose woman” live in her neighborhood, without her trying to FIX me.. FIX ME??? Fuck no. that was to far. I invited her in. And then knocked the bitch out. When she woke up I had her tied down in my dungeon. I reminded her (while I was stripping her down) that god said love thy neighbors. And to not judge. Oooh and of course he without sin cast the first stone. I was going to teach the bitch what a lose woman is. And then I am going to watch her burn. Stones she should not have cast are coming back to haunt her. Once she was completely tied down and naked. I pulled out my double dick fuck machine and lined it up with the little bitch. She started screaming. Begging me not to hurt her. She said she was a virgin. Lol… Not for much longer! I plugged my toy in and watched it rip thru her ass and pussy. I listened to her scream as the machine fucked her for HOURS. And I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of it. I asked her as I was leaving for the night… Who’s the loose woman now. I could hear her sobbing over the machines hum. I will let the bitch enjoy her fate for the next few days. Then the real fun starts. I wonder if I will just burn her. Or share her first? Mmmm choices, choices…

I’m Your Sex Slave

My Sex Slave–NarcissusNarcosis

As I sit
she begins to strip
slowly, she knows
how I like it….
All gone but her silk miniskirt
she turns around and bends over
showing me her ass
as she spreads her pussy lips…
“Daddy, can I finger myself, please?”
I give a nod as she closes her eyes.
Silently I undo my belt
and lash her inner thigh…
The pain catches her by surprise
makes her recoil
“Sorry Daddy,” she says before I can scold.
“You haven’t earned the right to call me Daddy,
you fucking whore. I could easily dispose of you and find
a couple more.
And why at all are you moving your lips?
They should be sucking the head of my dick.”

Pinata Paridise

 

My mind is like a drill Bit.. It is twisted, Dirty and Very dangerous if used properly. And I really enjoy screwing people over.  I do like to think outside the box. Don’t get me wrong. Fucking is fun! I love to fuck actually. I like it rough and nasty of course. But, nothing can take the place of a good fuck over fest.  You know what I mean. I like the hunt. The stalking.  The fun of watching. The thrill of knowing I could take that piece of meat any time I wanted. And it doesn’t even know I am here. I try really hard to drag that out. To enjoy the hunt. So many people try to rush it. But it should be savored.  I do like to bring in a friend. Someone who will enjoy what I have planned. If I am in an extra violent mood, I have extra violent friends. If I am in the mood to watch. Then I have friends for that as well. But sometimes. I am in the mood for bondage and mmmmm extra kink. And well that is only one person for that job. I call Bob and ask if he is in the mood to play. Of Course he is.  Bob is MORE than willing to lend a helping hand when I show him the pictures. She is perfect for him. And he surprises me with a new little contraption he built. He always makes the best tables and tie downs. That is the reason I call him. And Bob didn’t disappoint. He has a full dungeon and was ready to go. So I snatched our little piece of meat. And took her straight to his play room. She was a feisty one! LOUD and Pissed off! LOL. I love when they have attitude! It makes it so much more fun to play! Bob tied her up like a piñata.  I let him have his fun. He fucked ever single hole. Then I got to take over. A big stick. For my Piñata.  It took much longer than I thought.  And I was really trying hard to hurt her. So I thoroughly enjoyed the hours and hours it took to watch her die.

A Young Sex Slave

I met a p-daddy online, who craved the taste of a sweet, young male.  He paid me to find one to be abused, tortured, and turned into a rape fantasy fulfilled.  The little one was cute, pretty, and so naive and innocent.  He was still a virgin.  My mouth watered as I fantasized about the way that he would be used.  He was to be drugged, seduced, and deflowered. I would facilitate the whole experience for my new-found p client.  I had the young man lured to my home in another state.  He was lured by  his babysitter who was having a sexual relationship with my nephew (the perfect plan). The little one was told that my husband and I would watch him for a couple of hours while his babysitter took care of a family emergency.  When that stupid whore left, the fun began.  The little man was offered some milk (that contained a sedative) and cookies.  Once he was relaxed, I laid back on the couch and watched the little brat learn to suck cock, get fucked, and then die.

My Kinky Hook-up with an Older Man from Out of Town

I was on the prowl; seeking to kill. So I took a flight out of the country and went out drinking.  My victim was an older man at the bar who insisted on hooking-up with me.  I warned him that I was ‘very kinky’ in the bedroom.  I laughed, as he insisted that he could handle and keep up with my ‘unconventional tastes’.  On that note, I agreed to get with him, promising to give him a night that he would remember the rest of his life.

I took him to an extravagant hotel, as I do with all of my victims. My purse was packed with everything that I needed to drug and kill this sex-starved man.  As he showered, I removed the contents of my purse and hid them under the bed.  I changed into a black, tiny leather nightie and high heeled, thigh-high boots.  I laid on the bed, waiting.

He eagerly came to me, kissing me, and immediately after-wards, went betwixt my legs and hungrily licked, sucked and kissed my wanton pussy. I enjoyed him for about 5 minutes, before I decided that I had enough. I offered him something to enhance the experience (it would put him in a semi-comatose state, having a numbing/anesthetic effect). After he acknowledged that he was feeling dizzy, I started on him:  I passionately kissed his lips, reached under the bed (never parting my lips from his, I grabbed my knife and cut off his cock and balls).  He was bleeding profusely, but could not feel the intensity of the pain. He was dizzy, and did not realize that he was laying in his his own blood (I smeared his blood on my hardened nipples and then licked and sucked my fingers clean). To be continued…...

I Was Forced to Take His Throbbing Hard Cock in My Ass..

Recently, I became an official submissive,helpless anal slut.  My begging, weeping and screaming, did not give me any mercy.  His cock was so huge, so fat, that it actually made my ass bleed. He fucked my tight,tiny ass brutally!  I was his ass rape fantasies slut.  He controlled me with his strong prick.  I thought that I was going to die from being fucked so hard!  My ass bled all over his shaft as he thrusted inside of my fuck-hole.  I screamed like I was being murdered, but he did not stop…he responded by fucking me harder and slapping my face and my tits.  He used me  as his rape fantasy cock-whore.  I felt cheap, used, helpless, and satisfied at the same time. I love pain, it excites me.  I laid on my back and looked up at his determined face, then down at his bloody cock (from tearing my ass).  My blood lubricated his monster cock.  He pulled out and shot his cum in my face then rubbed the head of his cock on my clit until I came all over his dick.

Sometimes it is just Destiny

Sometimes things just fall into place. And I do love it when destiny takes over. Yesterday I was hunting, stalking this pretty little thing. She  would be perfect for my needs. My friend loves young and blonde He wants big blue eyes and her to look so innocent and sweet. It is really hard to find the perfect girl. And when I found her I waited all day trying to find the perfect time to snatch her. But it didn’t happen. She was NEVER alone. I finally gave up and headed home. When I passed a broken down car. Someone flagged me down. A beautiful little thing. With blonde hair and big blue eyes. She thanked me over and over. She said at least 10 cars passed her and nobody stopped. She didn’t have a cell signal and was so scared. I promised her I would help her. And I will. I drove her home and told her the phone was in the kitchen. She never made it that far of course. By the time she woke up I had her tied to my work bench and stripped naked. I had already called my friend over and was waiting for him to show up. My pussy is dripping at what I am gonna do to her. How I am going to hurt her. How my friend is going to use her. All before I kill her. It was just Destiny.