Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Submissive Phone Sex or Snuff?

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is what I do best. I was brought into this world to be a whore and I will go out of this world as a whore. I had a close call this week. I thought I might have been leaving this world sooner than expected. I hooked up with a much younger master. Turns out he was not into BDSM as much as snuff. His fantasy was always to kill a mature woman. If I had known that I never would have met with the guy. We had agreed to some rape fantasy play and bondage. He tied me up and fucked me, but then he went off script and started kicking me and slapping me. He was calling me by a different name. I could only assume he was in some deep trance and thought I was the mother who fucked him up. He had such rage in his eyes and in his voice. I was scared. So scared, I pissed myself. I thought he was going to kill me. As I was tied up, he told me he wanted to kill his mother.  I thought it was a joke, but once he started kicking me and beating me, I realized I might die. I tried to reason with him saying that Tinder would investigate and be able to match him as likely the last person who saw me alive. Reason was not working with him. I struggled to get free; he knew what he was doing when he tied those knots. The only reason I am alive is because my daughter came home early from school and kicked his ass. She is a tough little shit. She went psycho on him, and he fled the house. She then laughed at me and told me she should leave me tied up and bleeding for being such a stupid submissive slut. Maybe she is right. Maybe I deserved to die. What do you think?

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore can be dangerous. Master ties me up with care. He does not hurt me either, at least not much. It is about submission and control with us. When I go to fetish clubs, however, it can be a much different dynamic. I am a glutton for punishment. I like to go to BDSM clubs now that most are back open. Men have been out of the game for over a year. Me too, but I have less pent up anger and steam to blow off. That makes me vulnerable, but I like the not knowing. I like being in danger. This BDSM club I frequent is undergrounds. They stay off the radar because they do not follow the letter of the law. They allow the exchange of bodily fluids. They do not screen their clients either. One of these days I may be injured so badly, I end up hospitalized or worse. I was lucky I got out of the club last night on my own two feet. As a single woman in the club, I was matched up with a single man. Most clubs do not allow single males in because many are just misogynistic bullies. The one I went into a room with was just that. He did tie me up, but it was clear he had no clue what he was doing. He had no experience with bondage. When I questioned his skills, he punched me in the face. Master would never punch me. When I fell to the ground, he kicked me calling me names. He clearly hated women and was not interested in a master slave relationship. He just wanted a submissive whore to abuse. He kicked me, spit on me, and fucked me against my will. Master does not mind that I go to these clubs. He just does not want another man cumming inside his property. I had no choice. This angry stranger took total control of me. I have a broken nose and a bunch of bruises. I had to lie to master that I fell down some stairs or he would have hurt me worse.

Most Days I Love Being a Submissive Whore

submissive whoreI am a submissive whore. Most days I love to serve men. Sometimes, however, I meet a man who makes me wish I was anything but a submissive bitch. Master rented me out for the weekend. He owed this guy a favor and his slave got Covid, and he was having a party. I was told I would be greeting party guests and serving cocktails. I did that, but I was also a fuck doll and a human toilet. The men at the party were all in a Masters club. The party host’s slave was supposed to be servicing this party, not me. My guess was that she would have taken Covid over this party. I would have preferred Covid to being a pissing whore. I was not ready for this kind of party. It had been a while since I had to service this many guys at once. I would not have had to be here if she had not gotten Covid. Lucky bitch. I was in a dog collar that said “whore” and black thigh highs. Naked in high heels. As I walked by serving drinks, men were free to do anything they wanted to me. Guys grabbed my tits. They flicked their cigar ashes on my flesh. They fucked me at will. And they pissed on me whenever they wanted. I was minding my P’s and Q’s because these men would beat me with belts if I took one step out of place. My master is not so violent with me, but when he shares me, he has no say in what my rent a masters do to me. One guy pissed in his bourbon glass and made me drink it. At some point, I was told to get on all fours and put down the tray. I did what any submissive slut does. I obeyed. While down on all fours they sodomized me and pissed on me while calling me names. Apparently, I was so good they want me back next week. Dammit. Maybe I can get Covid.

Omorashi – Pissing My Panties

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I had to go so fucking badly. I was bouncing around in the back seat of the taxi, trying to hold my bladder from exploding all through my pretty little panties. The cabbie glanced back again, asking me if I was alright. I was humiliated, and I tried to smile through it. ‘I just really need the bathroom, could we stop somewhere?” I was damn near begging. “I have to charge you for the stop, Ma’am.”

Was all he said, grinning beneath a midnight mustache. I knew I couldn’t afford the stop. Fuck. I had no choice but to hold it. It became apparent to me that wouldn’t be possible as we hit our next speed bump, and slowed down as we entered the construction zone. Bumper to bumper brake light traffic greeted my watering eyes as the smallest spurt of pee burst out.

“Don’t wet my back seat, ma’am.” The cabbie warned me, watching me desperately grab myself. There was no pretending now. I tried to open the door; I wold have to piss beside the cab. But the door was locked! We started to move again, inching painfully forward towards my impending omorashii doom. We hit another pot hole, and the spurting started again. I was in for it, badly.
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Dicked Down At The DMV

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Mindlessly, I shifted and tugged my micro skirt down. Damn it was hot, but I was dressed extra slutty to be in public. I was minding my business and waiting in line at the DMV, yes still six feet apart. The man behind me, however, had been coming closer and closer to me as the line move up, leading into a dark hall with a door at the end.

Now that we stood in the hallway, at the end of the line as the last clients for the day, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. My cunt spurted in excitement. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” He growled in my ear. My slit really started to drip. I knew that voice.

It was possible he’d seen me around town, but the quiver in my pussy knew what he meant. He’d used me, or rented me before when I was a trafficked sex slave. “What are you doing off your leash, chicklet?” He grabbed me hard around my wrist, and dragged me out to his vehicle like a sloppy little rag doll. No one tried to stop him while he manhandled me. He shoved me into the back of his van, and climbed inside with me.

He choke slammed me into the floor, pulling out a little burner phone as he dialed my old pimp; the one he was known me with. I’d been sold and rebought several times over. But! He was going to try and take me back to sexual slavery where I would be used like a whore day in and day out. Suddenly, with a second thought, he broke the phone in half and move on me like a starving tiger.

“I came to get my tags renewed and snagged a hot little slut instead.” He was laughing as he clamped the steel, barb wire collar around my neck. As it bit into my tender flesh, I screamed.

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Played In The Dark

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It was a long travel and there were not many people on the greyhound. As a matter of fact, I was the only woman on the bus full of all men going to different places. I was sitting in the back alone and I was horny. My pussy was wet already from not being touched and played with in 2 days. It was dark on the bus I figured I was safe from anyone noticing.  I was playing with my pussy when I felt someone close to me.  When I looked, he was sitting next to me and put his hand under my blanket he felt my fingers right on my wet pussy. As I tried to speak but he put his hands over my mouth and started fingering my pussy. It felt so good but I couldn’t even see who he was. He pulled his cock out and shoved my face right down on it. I sucked it and just let him finger me and fuck my mouth. He stuck his other fingers in my ass and was just going into all my holes. It felt so good I started cumming all over his fingers. He then took them out my pussy and I could hear him licking them as he started filling me up. After he just got up and left. The bus was so dark I just wondered who it could have been.  

Bondage and Submission Games

bondage and submissionBondage and submission games are right up my alley, but sometimes they get out of hand even for a bondage slut like me. Master has decided I can play with men at night if they are dominant men and I do not lose sight of what I am. I was all set to go on Tinder to look for some kinky fun, when a guy answered my Fet Life ad from weeks ago. He was local and wanted to explore some bondage fantasies floating around in his mind. He has this damsel in distress sort of fantasy. He wanted to tie me up like a home invasion gone wrong. He comes to my rescue but finds me bound and gagged and is aroused. Instead of rescuing me, he exploits the situation and violates me while I am incapacitated. Honestly, hearing him describe the scenario made my cunt wet. I wanted to see where this would go too. He came over and tied me up. Left me on the living room floor bound and gagged like a piece of luggage.  When he left, I thought he would never return to explore his rape phone sex fantasies, but he did. Just not alone. What we agreed on, did not happen. It sort of happened, but he brought 5 extra men to take advantage of me. They were not nice either. No safe words worked. They kicked me while I was on the ground. Pissed on me while I was curled up in a ball on the floor. When they untied me, they fucked me violently. Ass, pussy and mouth. Nothing was off limits. They coated me in cum and piss and laughed at how gullible I was for falling for this scam. The joke was on them; however, I love being used like a submissive whore.

MILF Phone Sex Submissive

milf phone sexMILF phone sex submissives are in high demand. I put an ad out on Fet Life last week and the only guys answering my ad were much younger men with rape fantasies for mommy. My own son will not admit it, but he has rape fantasies for his mother too. I had a lot of young men to choose from to play with first. I went with Zachary. He is a 22-year-old college boy who told me I looked just like his mother. She is a busty redhead too. We texted back and forth for a few hours before we agreed to hook up. His mother cock teased him up until he left for college. She never let him fuck her and even punished him severely for masturbating after she would walk around the house half naked.  He wanted to explore a mother son role play with me. It was more like violent rape phone sex fantasies for mommy. When he arrived he wasted no time getting into character. He slapped me against the face and called me a whore. He told me he was all grown up now and his days of being cock teased were over. His hand was against my throat as he ripped my clothes off. I was pleading for mercy, but not really, LOL. I was in character and loving it. He ripped mommy’s panties off and jammed his fingers in my cunt dry. Before long, he had his entire fist in my pussy as he was choking me. He was spitting in my face and calling me names like whore and slut. I do not think my pussy had ever been wetter. He fucked my pussy and ass. He smacked me around and humiliated me too. Turns out I love being a mommy submissive whore. Do you have rape fantasies for mommy too?

Submissive Sex Chat Mommies are Popular

submissive phone chatSubmissive phone chat mommies will always be popular with boys and men alike. My son and his friends enjoy abusing mommy occasionally. I never mind. Most times I egg it on. Sometimes, I try to get my boy to ravage me, but most of the time he will not take the bait; so I masturbate thinking about past times. Last night, I knew I needed pounded. I wanted his cock to abuse my fuck holes, but he called me a desperate hag and locked his bedroom door. So, I remembered this one time years ago, when my son had a slumber party. I broke out the one sex toy master lets me have at home to remember the night. I had let my son invite a few of his hockey buddies over after they won a big game. I was drinking wine while they played video games in the recreation room. My little night gown was inappropriate in front of young horny boys. I knew it was, but I did not think at their age they would notice much. That was the first night my son fucked me. He said I was asking to be fucked. I got more than fucked. I got anally gang banged by schoolboys. They stuffed my ass with boy cock. At their age, they could stay hard for hours and fuck me aggressively. I was their submissive whore for hours. They made me clean their dicks that tasted like my dirty ass when they were done with me. At the time, I was humiliated. Now, I masturbate thinking about it and trying to recreate the very gang bang. My son is still friends with the same boys. They are over periodically just not all at once. I guess until I can get them to gang bang me again, I can at least masturbate to the memory.

Submissive MILF Phone Sex

milf phone sexI am a submissive milf phone sex slut. I was once a young submissive, but I am in my 40s now. My body has seen a lot of abuse. When I was younger, it was always older men who wanted to abuse me. Now that I am older, younger men enjoy abusing me, even my own son. He turned 21 over the weekend and had a party. I was instructed to let him be. He moved into the apartment above the garage. He hates living at home at his age, but this past year with Covid was rough to get started on his own. He hates me and the longer he stays at home, the more that hate grows. My birthday present for him was to clean out the little studio apartment for him. I had used it as storage. I stayed in my room like instructed while he had his friends over. I fell asleep, so I had no idea when the party ended. When I got up, he was passed out on the couch. Empty bottles on the floor and red solo cups everywhere. I tried cleaning up, but I was too noisy, and I woke him up. He flew into a rage. He grabbed me by my hair and shoved me down on the ground. He pulled out his cock and skull fucked me. I acted like I hated it because I know he likes to think of me as unwilling. He sometimes explores his rape phone sex fantasies with his mommy whore. He loves to force me; he especially enjoys force fucking my ass. He thinks I am a stupid bitch. He has hated me for years, and when I try to mother him, he just tries to destroy my holes. He fucked my mouth so hard, I puked. He fucked my ass so hard, I bled. He fucked my cunt so hard, I am gaped. I loved it but he thought I hated every minute.