Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies

Please pound my Ass

hot ass sexRenting a hotel for the weekend to  get away from our annoying family so we can get some much needed closeness while he wants to do mutual masturbation before sex I just want his thick cock pounding into my fat ass. I’ve been craving him like I was craving my Nana’s stuffing for thanksgiving. He’s really playing games with me if he thinks I won’t snatch his cock from his hand and ride his cock with my ass until I catch my nut. I want him to fill my ass hole up with his cum and watch it drip out slowly maybe have him suck the cum from my ass too. But as I rub my clit I scoot closer to him about to give into my impulses and force him to bend to my will.

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.”

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies – Disgusting!

Rape phne sex fantasiesAs I was shopping the other day, I had to go to the restroom. I was on my monthly, and I wanted to make sure I was keeping clean and fresh. I had no idea I was being followed until the bathroom door slammed shut behind me. He drug the big trashcan in front of the door to block anyone else from coming in right away, and proceeded to stalk me to the nearest stall. I couldn’t close it fast enough, and he quickly had my pants and panties down, running his fingers through my gash. He felt that little string, and I could see this twisted look of pleasure cross his face. He unplugged me and ran his fingers up inside of me, dropping the used tampon on the floor in the process. I gagged, and that made him laugh. He pushed harder up inside of me, and when he pulled his fingers back out, they were coated in red, and it was dripping down his hand toward his wrist. He had his cock out and inside of me before I could say a word, lifting my one leg with that nasty hand, causing me to gag and try not to throw up in his face. He pounded into me hard, fast, and furiously. He came and pulled out to find his cock and inner thighs covered in my blood. He laughed then, and then backhanded me just before I threw up at the feeling of all that cum and blood and clots gushing out of me onto the floor. He cleaned himself up and left me there to deal with the mess on my own.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Jillian

They filled me so full of cum that I was leaking for hours after.Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

I had been walking around town late yesterday evening, enjoying the temperature changes, and the changes mother nature herself was painting on the world. I got caught up looking at nature, and didn’t notice the group of men walking up behind me until they were right on top of me. They sort of surrounded me, slowly guiding my path around an abandoned building.

They stripped me bare right there in the open with only the building for coverage on one side. I was glad they hadn’t ripped my clothes, I would at least be able to cover up to get home. They shoved me roughly to the ground and started taking turns with my mouth, shoving their cocks so deeply that it hurt. My eyes couldn’t help but leak tears at the abuse. My hands were dragged up to waiting cocks, and I had to stroke them or risk bodily harm, which is really bad in my industry.

They finally came around to the fucking part. One man lay down on the ground, like it was some great sacrifice he was making, and pulled me down over his waiting shaft. He was so big that it stretched me out, and I couldn’t help but moan. They all laughed, joking about how much of a whore I was, and how I was enjoying this. That was, apparently, all they needed. Cocks weren’t eased into me so much as jammed hard, like I was just some sex doll. They fucked me hard, and I know they ripped me a in few places, I can still feel the skin trying to heal.

Debbie’s Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Part I

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I have a fantasy where I am sent on assignment to a prison to sit with a select group of its inhabitants for a group therapy session. I am nervous about visiting the prison, however, want this  on my resume so I suit up. I wear a long black pencil skirt, thigh highs and heels. Heels always make me feel sexy and strong and visiting a prison is so intimidating, I figure it’ll help me to be brave in this situation. My blouse is plain, and I’m wearing glasses and my hair in a bun. Thinking I look sophisticated and not slutty, I leave for the prison excited and nervous.

When I get there, I am escorted by guards to a dark room which has chairs situated in a circle, obviously for a group discussion. I decide to stand until the group arrives, and I pace while I wait. After a few minutes, the door opens and in walks ten of the most handsome, strapping men my eyes have ever seen. One of the prisoners hands the guard something and then the guard disappears. That’s not supposed to happen, I am not supposed to be left alone with them, I thought.

My fear intensifying, my heartbeat quickens as I am encircled by the men. They are practically drooling, eye fucking me and smiling slyly. Finally, one of them speaks and he tells me to undress. When I hesitate, he grabs me by the hair and rips my blouse off in one motion. This incites the other men, and they all begin groping at me, pulling off my clothes and forcing me to the ground. I was being forcefully fucked in all three holes, and was taking a beating too. Funny, though I was horrified and scared, my pussy was so fucking wet and the orgasms kept washing over me, rocking my body.

 

Accomplice Phone Sex Death of a Doll

Accomplice Phone SexMy youngest is a real doll. Men just love her and she still has innocence about her that many just find so addicting. It’s what makes it so much better about ripping that from her. We all know your cock is too big for her tiny little body. So as you fuck her throat you can see those tears stream from her eyes. Forcing her to gurgle, beg, and scream around your cock before you force her to black or vomit around you. Taking your spit covered cock you shove it into her pussy. Making her scream as she chokes and tries to regain her breath. Her ripped pussy muscles twitching and lubing your cock with blood. Taking her arms and forcing them behind her you can almost hear her shoulder joints pop out of socket. She is your fuck toy, made just to abuse and I want you to cum in her little pussy. Fill up her womb with a constant reminder of your abuse and giving her a memento she’ll never forget. If you let her survive the night.

Bad Babysitter

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I was supposed to be babysitting the little ones while their Mommy went out of town for the weekend for some retreat with her girlfriends. Their Daddy worked at home but couldn’t help with watching them which was fine because I am so good with little brats! Haha, and even better with their Daddy’s! I am a bad babysitter and because I knew I would be all alone with him for 3 days I knew I could take advantage of his cock! I wore nothing but slutty clothes, and I made sure he could see my pussy through my white panties. Wet and pink and bald! He had to be hard all the time seeing lil ol’ me bouncing all around. Finally those lil brats went to bed and it was just him and I…and lots of horny tension. He didn’t talk to me at all, slamming me up against the wall, being rough with me just how I love it! He whispered “You want to tease me like a little whore, I’ll fuck you like a fucking whore!” He rammed his cock into my pussy, just pulling my panties to the side as I screamed into his hand. I love babysitting, I always get the Daddy to fuck me in the end!

My Fantasies

 

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If I am being truly completely honest…I am so horny right now. I just stay horny all day long! These hot men call me and they all have a fantasy, a roleplay, a kinky fetish and I milk every single one of their balls dry. Then I get off work and I go do the same thing with my friends, and guys I meet when I go out. I stay doing kinky hot things! That is why my little pussy is always dripping and wet and ready to go! A lot of guys ask me what turns me on!!! And a TON of things clearly do, but there are 3 things that get me really worked up! Incest, ageplay and rape fantasies. I get super turned on even thinking about these things!!! And a lot of the time they are all put together…and that makes me even hornier! Being a young girl that is having forced incest sex is something that really works me up, I want that…I need that. I would love if it really happened to me! It has though as you all know…but my fantasies are always needing to me fulfilled.

Rape phone sex fantasies the Boss

Rape phone sex fantasiesSo I found out that Master was putting up videos of me online.

Would you like to know how I found out?

My boss called me into his office, I’m just a lowly paper pusher. So I’m not sure why he would call me into his office. Or why when I got in he wouldn’t be there. I walked into the office looking around and was surprised when the door clicked behind me. I gasped and turned around barely able to register it was my boss before he pushed me into a chair. Holding me down by my throat as he tied me to the chair hostage style. Putting a gag in my mouth and my arms to my side.

“You’re such a teasing little bitch you know.” he grinned at me as I stared at him with wide scared eyes. He giggled, actually giggled. “Oh, don’t worry poppet, I won’t hurt you much. I saw those videos of you online you kinky little slut.”

Imagine my surprise at that, wondering how he could have seen me. How he would know I was a kinky girl… Then it dawned on me…

I didn’t have enough time to be upset at my Master before my boss decided it was time to take liberties. He undid the buttons to my top and pulling my tits out of my breasts. Slapping them until I whimper in the gag, tears in my eyes.

I knew he was going to force me to fuck him.

His fingers clumsy against my pussy his fucking me painful leaving me squirming and crying against the gag. His pudgy cock leaving a wet spot against his pants and he practically drooled on me.

I didn’t know what his full intentions were for me I just knew that I’d have to have a talk with Master later… If, I could manage the words.

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.