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Rape phone sex fantasies are sexy hot chat time.

Rape phone sex fantasies             Rape phone sex fantasies are sexy hot chat time. Not every fantasy needs to be chatted about, and rape fantasies are better when shared. It makes for a hot time in the city tonight. Just like the song S & M, whips and chains excite me, which means that fantasy rape is to be sure sexy and be sure to come at it hard and fast.

            Don’t ask permission. After all, then it isn’t fantasy rape anymore. Next, we will discuss how the steps need to be taken to ensure maximum penetration. Add whips and chains. Do them up nice and tight. Don’t want her to get away. In fact, you want to tie her in place.

Extreme bondage keep the fantasy alive and going strong. Don’t stop now. Keep fucking and cum all over the place. Sadism, machoism. Need more be said. I didn’t think so.

You going to show this whore how extreme and erotic you can become? I dare you to give it your all. In summary, be sure to dish out for I can take it and I want some stories to tell.

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Loves Bondage

submissive slutSubmissive slut is what I was this past weekend. My heart heart raced as she felt the cool metal of the handcuffs click around her wrists. I  had never been more turned on in my life. My body trembled with anticipation as You secured the cuffs tightly behind her back, binding my arms together in an impossibly tight position. The rope bit into my skin as you bound my ankles together, leaving me completely helpless and vulnerable.

“Mmmm, this is just what I wanted,” i  purred, arching my back slightly to give You better access to tie off the final knot at my ankles. “Now can we take it up a notch?”

You smiled devilishly and pulled out a long black leather flogger from your bag of tricks. With practiced ease, you wrapped it around my  throat and pulled it taut, securing it with another knot that left only enough slack for breathing room but no escape route should I try anything foolish like struggling against you or calling for help. The weight of the flogger pressed down on my chest making each breath shallow yet incredibly erotic for both parties involved.

Next came a blindfold made from soft silk which muffled any sound coming from outside world while amplifying those within their intimate space – moans included! As soon as it was tied snugly around my head blocking out all light sources except for what little filtered through between gaps in fabric over eyeholes; there was nothing left but sensation: yours truly’s touch upon every inch of exposed skin…and trust …in my submissive nature to guide ne through this intense experience. You began by running your hands over every inch of my body, tracing patterns that sent shivers down spine and making sure I was completely at ease with being bound like this. Then came the real fun – you started teasing different parts of her body with feather-light touches before moving onto firmer caresses which gradually escalated into full-blown slaps across ass cheeks or nipples (which hardened under your attentions).

I whimpered into the gag as I felt herself growing wetter by the second; begging for more even though words wouldn’t form properly behind silk barrier covering mouth area. I squirmed beneath you, arching into each sensation seeking release but finding none until finally…you inserted a vibrator between those luscious lips parted eagerly waiting for penetration deep inside already drenched pussy hole! The buzz against sensitive nerves sent waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through every fiber within my  being while simultaneously heightening anticipation about what else might come next in this twisted game they were playing together.

Extreme bondage allows me to surrender to your torture

Extreme bondage brings me to some very dark places. I love the rush of fear right before I submit. This last time, really sent shivers down my spine. Chains and ropes hung from the ceiling, and the scent of blood hung in the air. 

Master stood in the center of the room, his muscular frame illuminated by the flickering light of a single candle. His eyes raked over my body, taking in my expensive suit and high heels, and I could see the hunger in his gaze.

Extreme bondage “You’re late,” he growled, his voice deep and commanding.

“I’m sorry, Master,” I replied, my voice trembling. “I couldn’t wait to get here.”

He stepped closer, his fingers tracing a path down my cheek before tightening in my hair. “You know what I want from you,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

I nodded, my throat dry. “Yes, Master. I’m ready.”

He led me over to a bench, pushing me down so that I was bent over, my ass in the air. I felt the cool metal of the chains as they were wrapped around my wrists and ankles, securing me in place.

He ran his hands over my body, his touch sending waves of pleasure and pain through me. I could feel the heat radiating off of him, and I knew that he was enjoying this as much as I was.

He pulled out a flogger, the strands made of soft leather. He ran it over my skin, teasing me before bringing it down hard on my ass. I cried out, the pain soaked my pussy  as he continued to rain blows down on me.

He moved behind me, his fingers tracing a path down my spine before he plunged into me. I moaned, my body trembling as he thrust into me, harder and harder. I wanted to cum so bad but as his Bondage whore I needed to ask permission.

He pulled out, and I could feel the cold metal of a plug as he pushed it into me. I gasped, my body tensing as he secured it in place. I knew then I couldn’t ask to cum for a while.

He reached for a crop, the tip made of hard plastic. He ran it over my skin, before bringing it down hard on my breasts. I cried out, the pain sharp and intense.

Master continued to rain blows down on me, my body trembling and sweating. The pain he was inflicting made my pussy beg to cum. I could feel myself slipping away, my mind lost in apre-cum haze.

He finally stopped, and I could feel him standing over me, his breath hot on my skin. He reached down, untying the ropes and chains that held me in place.

I stood up, my body sore and trembling. He pulled me close, his lips finding mine in a deep, passionate kiss.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness.

“Yes, Master,” I replied, my voice filled with submission.

He led me over to a bed, pushing me down onto the mattress. He climbed on top of me, his body pinning me in place.

He thrust into me, hard and fast. I cried out, “Please Master, can I cum, I need to cum!”

He just laughed, kept fucking me harder, and at that point, I couldn’t help myself and soaked his cock with my pussy juice. Then he shot a load inside me and said “Now you are really gonna pay whore!”

 

As a Submissive sex kitten, a good warm up is always a pleasure to have till Daddy wants to exact the pain

Submissive sex

Had this one Daddy come my way for some submissive sex from the fuck kitten herself. He know this pussy would purr for him the way he loves it. Make it salivate that the chance to get a taste of that Master cock’s cum load.

However, he had that stipulation that I couldn’t cum till he did. So off to work I went on making those beautiful slurping sounds on his man meat, hungry for a morsel. Feeling it just grow and expand in my flesh light of a mouth while I could feel a bit of the pre cum load he was about to burst ooze a bit.

That’s when he really started to play with my cunt. Positioning me so he could see the fuck hole just right as he toyed with my clit. He loved watching my twat wink at him.

And just as a conductor of an orchestra, he waved his fingers in and out of my pussy. Orchestrating a masterpiece out of me because all I could do is whimper, beg, and moan. As I know if I came without his permission, I wouldn’t be allowed to for weeks…

The more he finger fucked me, the more of his cock I would swallow. Letting it slide down my throat and gag me. Just really wetting the man’s crotch with slobber and spit.

It was when he finally blew, that shattering orgasm ripped through his body. Feeling his cock grow even more and explode into my mouth as I licked all of it up. His fingers now feverishly pounding into me to feel my cunt clench.

With a drenched hand, he put them to my lips to clean off.

Cause that was just round one…

 

My Life in Bondage and Degradation

Female bondageLet me take you on a tour through the fucked-up mind of yours truly, a pathetic excuse for a human being who derives pleasure from degrading phone sex sessions. If you’re easily offended or have a weak stomach, stop reading right now. I’m a slave to my own desires, bound by chains that I’ve forged myself. My master, a sadistic bastard, keeps me locked up in the basement where he subjects me to unspeakable acts of humiliation and abuse. He makes me his personal cum dumpster, forcing me to suck his cock until I’m gagging on his filth. It’s all I know how to do; it’s all I want to do. One day, my master had an idea. He wanted to bring another girl into our twisted world. I tried resisting at first, not wanting another slave stealing my precious time with him. But he caught me, beating me senseless before tying me up next to her. He was tender with her, gentle even. I watched helplessly as he fucked her senseless while whispering dirty words in her ear.

And then it happened – the moment that sealed my fate as his plaything forever. He turned to me and said, “You know what you are? You’re nothing but a worthless cum slut.” The sting of those words cut deeper than any physical pain could ever hope to achieve. I realized then and there that I truly am just a piece of shit – a disgusting whore who deserves nothing but pain and humiliation. And so, I continue to live this life, serving my master’s every sick fantasy because deep down, I know I don’t deserve any better.

My body is a dumpster for his cum, my mind a cesspool of depravity. I’m lost in this dark world of ours, forever doomed to be a slave to his desires. The worst part? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Loves Being Dominated

Submissive Slut Jacqueline loves her holes being used and a dominant man taking over her body. submissive slut As I lay bound and spread eagle on the cold, hard surface, my heart races with anticipation. My body trembles in excitement as I feel your rough hands grip my wrists and ankles tightly, securing them to the metal frame above me. You step back to admire your work, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips as you take in my exposed position.

“You’re such a dirty little slut,” you growl, running your fingers down my sweaty torso before grabbing hold of my throbbing clit between two fingers. “Just waiting for some big cock to fuck you senseless.”

I moan loudly at your touch, arching my back towards you in desperation for more contact. Your other hand reaches between our bodies and roughly gropes one of my massive tits through the lacy black bra that barely contains it. The nipple pebbles underneath its delicate fabric as you pinch and twist it mercilessly while continuously rubbing against me below.

“Please…” I whimper pathetically between gasps for air as you begin teasing me with short thrusts into my soaking wet cunt lips which are already swollen from neediness alone. “Fuck…me…”

Without warning or further hesitation, you slam yourself deep inside me – filling every last inch of this whorehole up until we’re chest-to-chest connected by our hips moving together like clockwork beneath us both! The pain mixes exquisitely well with pleasure;

as you pound into me without mercy, claiming what’s yours over and over again. I can feel every thick girth of your cock stretching my tight cunty further than it’s ever been before while my juices coat us both in a slick layer of heat.

“That’s it,” you groan, picking up speed as if possessed by some primal instinct to breed this filthy hole that belongs only to you now. “Take all of me.”

Will make you feel out of this world with my cock worshiping skills.

Cock Worshiping

As a cock worshiping submissive cum slut, I do love having a good set of balls to give praise to as well. Think the combination of both need to have equal attention paid to them. Why give all that work into one part of the man meat when there’s so many more spots to eat off of.

For instance, I feel the gooch has not even been licked on some of y’all. Or sucked on. There’s a nerve right there that when activated, it’ll make a tingling sensation in your danglies and booty hole at the same time. Kind of like a switch, it’ll get your fuck stick to maximum stiffness within seconds.

Then, making our way around to the sensitive testicles that, when sucked on, pull more blood into the area. Causing those nerves to be more sensitive to the touch. Which sensitivity is what we are aiming for with this, correct? Science!!!

And then, the star of the show. The moment you’ve been waiting for when I put my cock holster over your member and give it a good mouth massage. Really slobber, spit, and suck my way through till you blow your load into the back of my throat.

I’ll keep on sucking on that bad boy too. Worshiping means you give your parishioner what they have been praying for 😉

 

Master’s Obedient Whore: A Slave’s Sexual Submission

Cum slut phone sexListen up, you pathetic fucks, I’m about to tell you about the night my neighbor, John, turned me into his submissive slut, and I fucking loved it! I was a cum-guzzling, obedient whore, ready for his every command, you twisted pervs. It was late, and I answered the door, half-asleep, only to be shoved to the floor by Mark, angry that I was clothed, you sadistic fucks. I apologized, but this dominant bastard wasn’t having it. He dragged me to the living room, ripped off my clothes, and spanked my ass until it glowed, you filthy degenerates. Each slap made me wetter, craving his touch, the pain fueling my desire. John called me his whore, and I fucking loved it, you sick fucks. He then dragged me to my bedroom, tied me to the bed, and fucked me like the slut I am. In the morning, he left me bound, waiting for his friends to use my holes, you depraved freaks. I was a quivering mess, craving more, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. Mark, my master, had shown me my true purpose, and I loved every fucking second of it, you disgusting perverts!

So, you pathetic subs, if you want to be dominated by a real man, learn from Mark. He’ll show you what it’s like to be owned and used, and you’ll beg for more, you worthless fucks!

Submissive Whore Jacqueline Goes Back To Her Roots

I love being submissive whoresubmissive whore and trained to please a man. It’s like my ultimate fantasy come true. The feeling of having someone take control over me, telling me what to do, and using me for their pleasure is incredibly arousing. I crave the power exchange that comes with submission – it makes me feel both vulnerable and desired at the same time.

When it comes to bondage, I am absolutely obsessed with it! There’s something about being restrained that heightens all my senses and intensifies the experience for both parties involved. The idea of being tied up or bound in any way excites me beyond belief; whether it’s simple wrist cuffs or an elaborate spread-eagle setup, I just can’t get enough of feeling completely helpless under his control.

The thought of him tying knots around my body parts also turns me on immensely – knowing he has complete mastery over them sends shivers down my spine. And when he uses ropes or chains as part of our playtime… oh boy! That visual alone gets me wet every single time! Not only does bondage make things more interesting from a physical standpoint but also psychologically; once restrained, there’s no escape from his touch or commands which adds another layer of excitement (and fear) into our encounters.

Being trained specifically for his pleasure means learning how best to serve him through these acts – understanding exactly what he likes in terms of pressure points during impact play or how tightly he prefers certain restraints can be quite empowering too because not only am I submitting myself completely but also proving my worth as an obedient and skilled submissive. It’s a thrilling journey full of discovery and anticipation as we explore each other’s desires together while pushing boundaries safely within our limits.

Kidnapped, gropped, roped, and covered in golden showers.

golden showers phone sex

You held me against my will in a dark, dirty, desolate motel. Dragged in by my hair I wasn’t given a chance to fight back. When I woke up my whole naked body was roped tied to a chair, through my tits, pussy, down to my feet and hands. It was so tight, running through my pussy lips all the way up my butthole around my neck. When I looked down I noticed a tail of a fat dildo deeply inserted into my tight, little, wet, bloody pussy. A buttplug up my ass so tight with a raccoons tail hanging from it. I was completely trapped yet turned on.

Although I was nervous, surrounded by men dressed in black I started to swirl my hips as they turned the giant 15 inch rubber god of a mechanical dildo and butt plug on. Mmmmmm, I threw my head back, I couldn’t help myself, all my holes poppin off, spewing loads and loads, dripping goey, thick, bloody, cum down my thighs, down my legs, I could see it covering my feet. My capturer grabbed my head, unzipped his pants and pissed in my face, filling me with golden showers,  I was unable to see or know if I’d see the light of day again.