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In Need of a Rough Fuck

I am in need of a nice good hard fuck. I want to be used and abused. Fucked raw and cum deep inside of me. Let your friends fuck me, let your family fuck me, let your furry friends fuck me. Eat me and beat me. Force those big cocks deep inside of my tight little pussy and fat ass. You know you want to hit on me, smack my face and spit on me. Force your cocks deep down my throat until I am gagging on them or throwing up all over that dick. You can even shove that cock as far as it can go down my throat and shoot that hot load all down my throat. Nothing like using a sweet bald pussy to make all your friends cum. You can fuck me in front of everyone or take me in the back and do all those naughty things you can’t talk about. Whatever it is that you want, please use me. My holes need to be stretched and I think you are just the man for the job.

 

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Submissive Slut Tied Up and Helpless

submissive slutI am a submissive slut, but I am also a mom and normal woman too. Like most single moms, I work and try to raise my offspring the best I can. I am a mother first, slave second. I made a bad choice the other night. Normally, I only have men over when my son and daughter are not home, but that becomes challenging during a health crisis. I cannot go to fetish clubs or bars. Hotels are sketchy too. I had been talking to Don online for a month. I felt I knew him. I felt we were on the same page. I felt safe with him. I was wrong about him. Horribly wrong. He never wanted me. He wanted my daughter. We never talked about her, but he found her Facebook and Instagram accounts and targeted me to get to her. I failed as a mom. He was not in my home for more than 20 minutes before he had me bound and gagged so he could explore his rape phone sex fantasies with my daughter. She gave up more of a fight than I would have, but in the end, he dominated her. He tied her to her bed and fucked her. She was feisty. Not sure where she gets that from. I am not feisty at all. I would have given in and started enjoying being force fucked. Not my daughter. She screamed at him the entire time. She screamed at me for being a horrible mother. She hurled small dick insults at him, which angered him. He smacked her around for it too. He left us tied up. After he came in my daughter, he pissed on me. He laughed that we were mother and daughter whores for the taking. My son returned from a movie, untied us and then helped his sister beat the crap out of me for being a bad mother.

The Making of a Whore

Submissive whoreI remember walking down the dark road that night I ran away from home. It was a cold night and all I had on was my bra and panties as I walked down the dark road.my mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me.

My mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me and tearing my clothes off. They were both doped up and she was laughing, telling me I shouldn’t be so stingy with my body, that I should lay back and let him rape me, that I might like it! I ran out  as fast as I could.

That is when he picked me up, the man that would become my master.

He took me to his house, fed me and let me shower, But when I got out of the shower there were no clothes to put on, just chains!

He grabbed my young pussy with his dirty hands and shoved me to the ground. He was so powerful, I couldn’t fight back! within seconds, there were chains on my wrists and ankles and he was dragging my to the cellar!

He locked the chains to some eyebolts that were cemented into the concrete floor and I was sure this was the end! I watched as he undid his belt and dropped his pants. The second I opened my mouth to plead for my life, he rammed his sweaty cock down my throat!

I choked and gagged as he pulled my hair and raped my mouth!

Tears ran down my face as he punished the back of my throat, fucking it so hard! My hair was being yanked out in clumps as he continued to force his meat further and further down my esophagus, stopping only after he unleashed chunky dick spit that resembled sour milk!

I vomited all over the floor as he punched me, telling me to lick it up because that’s the only food I am getting until I learn to obey!

That was six months ago. Now I am lost without him. I am his dirty little whore and I live to please him. No other man could ever satisfy me the way he can!

 

Bondage and Submission

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Bondage and submission are what I am good for, sir. That is what I told him when he asked. I did not know the man. Master sent him to me. Master owed him a favor. He thought I was a fair trade for a tit for tat deal. I do what master wants, even if it is submitting to a man he owes a favor too. I did it because I am an obedient whore. Once I knew the man wanted to tie me up, I broke out the ropes. I was too eager for him. He slapped me across the face hard. He does not like women to like it. He wants them to be annoyed and scared. I switched gears. I cannot have him reporting back to master that I am a bad slut. I started to get Bambi eyes. Big and scared like a deer in the headlights. He tied me up and I whimpered. It was not too tight, but I gave the submissive whore performance of the year acting like he was going to give me rope burns. I can make tears well up in my eyes just thinking about it. He got hard once he thought I was in pain. I gave him what he wanted because I know my livelihood was at stake. Master does not like it when I disappoint him. If I did not deliver what this man wanted, master would not be off the hook for the debt he owes. I thought I would be play acting for the duration of our time, but when he fucked my ass, I was crying. Master is not found of ass fucking. This guy was and his cock was huge. Like almost a foot long. He rammed his cock up my ass dry too. He showed me no mercy. I was no longer acting. I was crying. I was in pain. I guess it was a good thing because master would be pleased that I gave the man what he wanted. Real pain. Real tears.

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erotic submissive storiesI have so many steamy erotic submissive stories for my callers. My pussy gets so wet telling them about my wild and kinky lifestyle. I’m a very obedient and well trained mommy slut. I have years of experience as a submissive mommy slut. I have been serving my son since he was very young. His father taught him how to be a dominant stud and own my wet mommy cunt! Even now that he is grown and has his own family, he sneaks over to my house all the time to have fun with mommy. He will walk right into my house and command me to get on my knees and suck his cock. He makes me beg for his cum. Making him mom look him in the eyes as she swallows his cum, turns him on more than anything! He’s always looking for men with massive dicks to fuck me. He wants to watch mommy’s soaked pussy cream all over that big dick. After he lets these men fuck me, he punishes Mommy for being such a cum slut. I love being his submissive cum slut Mommy.

 

This Submissive Slut Loves Being Fucked to 80s Rock Music

submissive slutThis submissive slut is an 80s rock chick. Eighties rock music is the best music for fucking. I am talking 80s hair band rock music like Bon Jovi, Poison, Motley Crue, Skid Row, Warrant, White Snake and the like. I have quite the collection of 80s rock too. I gathered some pictures of me trying to look like my best 80’s slut. The first picture, I was 18. I was born in 1978, so the picture is from the 90s. I was never really socialized like normal teen girls. My father kept me isolated from friends and even school. All I had was the TV and 80s rock music because that was what my father listened too. When my dad was fucking me and beating the crap out of me, he was blaring Motley Crue and Def Lepard. I now know that he blared the music so the neighbors would not hear me screaming and crying for him to stop hurting me. Eventually, I got used to the way he treated me. You would think I would hate 80s rock music, but that is not the case. This submissive slut gets wet listening to 80s rock arena music because her father force fucked her too it in the 80s. I know that is fucked up, right? I was so desperate to escape daddy, that I ran away and right into the arms of my ex-husband who was just like daddy. My ex-husband had a mullet like my daddy and loved 80s rock music too. In the beginning, he did not abuse me. Once I said I do, he was getting drunk and sodomizing me while listening to Poison and Skid Row. My asshole would be bleeding, and my husband would be singing, “Every Rose Has its Thorn.” He would punch me singing “18 and Life.” Eventually, I ran away from him too. The next man in my life was a Sinatra fan, LOL. He had never heard of the 80s rock bands that this submissive slut was force fucked to for over a decade. What do you think? Want to put on some old-school 80s rock and fuck me raw like my daddy did in the 80s?

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Submissive Whore Next Door

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI’m the whore next door your momma warned you about. During the day, I’m an Alpha girl, a go getter. I run my own Maid service, and running a business is never easy. I’m not married, I have no brats. Why? I have never found a man who can handle the extreme fetishes I have. I love pain, I’m a true masochist. My cunt gets soaking wet every time I get hurt. Men never want to hurt me because I’m “a woman”. That’s frustrating as fuck and makes it hard enough to get laid, let alone to get my needs met!

One of my girls called in sick, so I had to pick up the offices and homes she would normally clean. My last house of the day was for a Police Chief. He asked me to stay a bit after, so he could ask me a few questions about our services. I was agreeing, picking up some cleaning products when he grabbed me by my ponytail and flung me into the wall. His hand was around my neck, choking me. His eyes were wild!

That man used me for the next three days! I was bound, and held in a small cell in his basement. He flogged me, whipped me, and even spanked my bare ass with his hand. He fucked me… oh how he fucked me. Spit on me, degraded and humiliated me for the worthless bitch I am.He forced himself on me, in my mouth, up my ass, into my poor wet cunt, again and again.

When he finally let me go, I was a sloppy, cummy mess. He had kidnapped me, basically, but in the end… it was exactly what this submissive whore next door needed.

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Paying off daddy’s debt

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Today mommy and daddy decided they needed to use me. That is nothing new, but this time, it was different. I knew the minute that man walked in the door that daddy had some shady business going on. The man wanted his payment and of course daddy didn’t have it. I could see the way the man was staring at me that I was in trouble. Daddy told him if he liked what he saw that he could use me for the day and they could call it even on daddy’s payment. My stomach dropped, because while I am normally a good little submissive whore, this man scared me. I didn’t want to go. He pulled me to my room and I put up a fight. That only lead to him tying me to the bed and stuffing my mouth with his cock. His cock was way bigger than daddy’s cock. I choked and gagged on his cock and it seemed to make him harder. The more I gagged and spit up, the harder he got and the deeper he went. He didn’t even get my pussy read before he was slamming that big dick inside of me. I screamed and he went harder. He just kept saying he couldn’t get enough of my young hot tight pussy. It felt like hours went by. My pussy was sore and swollen. I had loads of cum all over my body and inside of me. I’m not sure how long went by before he was done. The pain must have knocked me out, because I woke up to daddy telling me how much of a good girl I was.

His Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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He said he had rape phone sex fantasies. I thought he meant fantasy. I role play all the time. I thought I would be role playing a damsel in distress for him. He was hot and wealthy. I was hoping we would keep on dating. We went out to dinner. Maybe for some it was not polite dinner conversation, but hearing his violent fantasies made my cunt wet. I like rough sex. I have never minded being called names or having my hair pulled. I like a good spanking too. I was ready to indulge his fantasies when we got back to his place, but I was not given a chance. The moment we got back to his place, he punched me in the face. He pinned me against the wall like I was a bug. He yanked my panties off so hard they left a burn mark on my skin. I fought him. I told him this was too much and I wanted to go, but he just jammed his fist up my cunt while hurling insults at me. This was no fantasy. This was no role play. This was him doing whatever the fuck he wanted. The more I fought, the more he hurt me. Eventually, I just gave up fighting. He nutted, tossed a $20 at me and told me to take an Uber home. I wanted a relationship. He just wanted to abuse me.

Please Let Me Cum!

Extreme Fetish Phone SexHow much more can I take? You’ve been at it for hours, swinging between giving me the most succulent tickle torture of my life, and the cruelest orgasm denial ever wrought. My cunt is dripping for you, Master. I have to piss so badly; I’m trying so hard to hold it. Your cock is harder than diamond; I can see it throbbing through your jeans, huge and ready for me. You edge me again, assaulting my poor overstimulated pussy with a high vibration Hitatchi wand. I’m begging and screaming before twenty seconds has even passed. I’m on the edge of cumming, my cunt is pleading for just a tiny push over the edge. And like that, the vibrator is gone, replaced with still air. Then, my assailants are feathers; all over my soles, across my belly, under my arms. You flick and tease my dusky nipples, my clit is begging for release. I can’t stop laughing; I can’t breathe. I don’t know if I’m going to pass out or piss myself first. “PLEASE MASTER I HAVE TO GO S-S-SO BADLY!” I scream, cackling from your tickles the entire time. Then, you pose the impossible question as you flick a feather across my clitty. “Do you want to cum, or piss?” I always choose piss. Your punishments are too harsh. And this is how I haven’t cum since Christmas; all I know is this torture, day in and day out. Please, Master, let me cum!