Category: Abduction phone sex

Take a Walk on the Dark Side: From Rape Phone Sex Fantasies to Extreme Ageplay Snuff Torture Phone Sex

Lots of men have rape phone sex fantasies, especially about young girls. When I say I have no taboos, I mean it. I love hardcore, no limits phone sex scenarios. Last week, Jerry called me for some extreme ageplay snuff torture phone sex. I think my cunt is still dripping wet from our dirty role play. I was just a cock tease lost at the mall, late one afternoon when a kind stranger offered me a ride home. Little did I know what was in store for this little girl.

Jerry seemed so nice and safe at first. Talked about how much I reminded him of his niece. I was sitting in the front seat of his truck trying to tell him how to get to my parent’s place. I just wanted to see my mommy and daddy. Then out of nowhere, Jerry punched me hard in the face. So hard I passed out. I woke up in a dark basement in a little school girl uniform. I was tied up with something in my mouth. I was so scared I peed my little white cotton panties.

There was Jerry in front of me with his thing out. It was so big. He removed the red ball from my mouth to replace it with his pee pee boy. He grabbed my ponytail and made be bob up and down on it. I started crying for Daddy, which made him mad. “I’m your daddy now you little whore,” he said as he slapped my mouth. I just couldn’t stop crying. The more I cried, the more he hit me. I was his little punching bag. When I went limp, Jerry ripped off all my clothes.

His pee pee boy was even bigger after punching my little body. This time he put it in my tiny bottom. OMG it hurt so bad. I tried to not scream like before, but I couldn’t not cry. He was grunting like an animal hurting my bottom. I felt his hands around my tiny throat choking me as he rammed his hard thing in my butt. I couldn’t breathe. I could taste blood. It was filling up my mouth. He dislodged his hands from my throat, pushed me down on the ground. I looked up at him so scared and begged him to take me to my parents. He got an axe off the wall and with one swoop, cut off my tiny head. As blood was spurting everywhere, he fucked my bloody neck stump while holding my head so I could see him violate my little body as I was dying.

It was a really hot and creative role play. I’ve been trying to get some of my phone daddies to explore torture phone sex scenarios with me. It’s just fantasy. You can’t get arrested for your fantasies, so let’s get extreme. Doesn’t hurt to dabble on the dark side every now and then!

Pins and Needles

Pins and needles. Two of my favorite things. They are so tiny, and yet they can inflict such sharp intense pain when stuck into my body just the right way. The way you place them, down my inner thighs first, makes my head spin with the pleasure of the stinging pain. I have to keep my legs spread, and there isn’t even any blood. Then my nipples get the needles. Always criss-crossed in the same pattern and same order. You are like a surgeon with your technique.


I am able to lay back, eyes closed, and feel every stick and poke and searing pain as the tips of the pins and needles enter my skin, layer by layer. I am able to see them in my mind and feel them all over. You love to make designs and last night you made a heart out of pins in my belly. I could feel the shape even though I couldn’t see it. I knew it was your way of showing affection for me – your little pin cushion.


Then you went to work on my pussy. Always eight needles down each lip – top to bottom. Then eight more in the other, same pattern. All inserted slowly as I moan and feel the dizziness wash over me. I pray that my brain doesn’t start to numb the pain. I want to keep it as sharp as possible. Then lastly, my clit. You take your time, and even kiss it gently first. Then you expose it and begin poking it with your largest needle. I know what comes next, and I know that it will make me orgasm. Once the tip goes in, it washes over me and my whole body shakes while all the pins quiver with every wave.  

Abduction Phone Sex Teen Slut Stories: From Mall Brats to Fuck Sluts

Do you like hot teen slut stories? Get your cock out and start stroking for this one. Once upon a time, there was a dirty p granny named Samantha who just moved to a boring rural town. She had 6 grown brats of her own and 6 grand angels. There was usually someone home to play with her. But one day, she found herself very horny and all alone. She hopped in her car, went into town, and started trolling the local mall for some young teen pussy to play with. For you see, this dirty granny swung both ways.

She was about to give up, go home frustrated when she spotted Taylor and her friends hanging out by the arcade.  Samantha tried approaching the young girls, but they were quite bratty and rude, so she waited until they left the mall to abduct them. Amazing what a little chloroform can do. Knocks brats on their backs. Just where good little teen sluts should be.  When she arrived home with her sexy little passed out packages, her oldest son was there to assist her. He took a particular liking to Taylor. Her pale skin, her pouty lips, her tinny tits and tight cunt made his dick hard.

Her son helped her tie the sluts on the bed. The way they were dressed  suggested they were asking for trouble, he informed his mommy. “No young girl should dress like a whore, unless she is willing to be treated like a whore,” he told her as he was slapping a open gag on her mouth. Samantha enjoyed watching her son skull fuck Taylor with his big dick. She was a feisty little whore. While her boy force fucked Taylor’s tiny teen holes, Samantha gave her friend some attention with a strap-on.  Both little sluts were such amazing fucks. Tight virgin holes are the best.

Samantha’s son dropped a huge load of jizz down Taylor’s throat, so much she started to gag. For a moment, Samantha thought the twat would choke to death on his jizz. Samantha rolled the whore on to her side, and the cum spilled out her mouth allowing her to breathe. They planned on having more fun with the girls; couldn’t let one die, at least not so soon.  While Samantha and her son were taking turns with the girls, more family members joined the party. Little Taylor and her girlfriend were getting gang banged by granny Samantha’s brood. They went from mall brats to fuck sluts just like that.

Taylor and her slut pal had their asses fucked so hard by dicks and dildos that they prolapsed. Samantha liked playing rough with the girls. They were just little bitchy teen teases anyway. It was about time someone put them in their place. Samantha discovered that day that she enjoys abducting and torturing young girls, force fucking them, and sharing them with her family. Perhaps you do too?

Mystery Man

Could a girl ask for anything better than to be abducted and punished? I never knew that something could be so hot and so scary at the same time. All I know is that it left me craving more and more. I was with a friend of mine to take her daughter to an Easter egg hunt last Saturday and boy if I only knew. There was this guy dressed up for all the little ones; suit, ears, tail and the works. I kept feeling like he was following me, like he kept popping up behind me and I wouldn’t had even seen him move. I really was not trying to think much about it. Well as it continued I figured I would give him something to really follow around and I turned around and winked at him pulling the neck of my shirt down to reveal my nipple. I did not see him after that that was not until I was walking home and a van pulled up throwing a bag over my head as I was being pulled inside it. I whimpered for a minute till I realized how hot this all was.

I had no idea where I even was. I could not see anything though the thick fabric and knew this could go south really fast. The adrenaline made my heart pump faster, and I became filled with lust. I was pulled out and thrown over something. I giggled as I felt a soft grab my half exposed ass cheek.  I knew what that was, that was the soft touch of Mr. Easter who I partially flashed. When we got into the room he removed the back and lay across his lap and flipped my skirt up encouraging him to slap my ass. He kept the entire suit on and did not say a single thing. I told him to slap my ass I was a bad girl. He did. I could feel him grow under me. Pulled the bottom part of his suit out taking him into my mouth and sucked him with eagerness until he came. I had already gotten off from the spanking I got as my pussy bumped his knee with every swat. I got up and tossed the bag into his lap and walked out. I think he was more shocked than I was. 

Hot Teen Slut Summer Gets Taught a Lesson

I was on my way to school when a car pulled up next to me asking for directions. He asked me what a hot teen slut like me was doing walking to school by myself. I started to run knowing he was a bad man, but he grabbed my arm. With one yank, my head hit the car door, and the next thing I knew I woke up in some dank dark basement. I was scared. When I saw him towering over me, and I realized I was restrained, I peed my panties. He slapped me across the face and called me a dirty slut. I started to cry then scream. He grabbed my hair so hard I’m sure he pulled some out. He put a ball gag over my mouth. “Teen sluts like you make me ill. Teasing old me like me in your short little skirts. Time someone taught you a lesson whore,” he yelled at me.

He undid his pants, revealing a huge dick. I didn’t want to suck it. He slapped my face with it, told me to beg for his treat. I couldn’t say much as the bright red ball gag in my mouth stifled my speech. But I said, “Give me your dick,” all muffled. I would have said anything. I was so scared. He removed the gag, but immediately replaced it with his stiff wiener. It smelled nasty and old. He skull fucked my little mouth as I gagged, choked and slobbered on his cock. I guess I was not sucking his old pecker to his liking, so he grabbed my head and held me down on his dick until I nearly puked. I could barely breathe.

Suddenly he pulled out. Slapped my mouth. “Your cunt and ass are next cock tease,” he said. He violated my backdoor first. Forced me to sit on his dick. My tiny butthole felt like it was on fire, like I had to poop. I gritted my teeth down, just tried to bare the pain. He tore my little ass up. When he shot his big gooey load in my hinny, he pulled out his limp old dick, then shoved this thing that looked like a pacifier up my bottom. He put his thing back in my mouth. Gross. It tasted so awful. I tried to spit it out. I could taste shit and blood and his salty white stuff.  But he made me lick his dick clean. “Teen sluts like you need to know your place,” he yelled.

For hours he fucked my asshole and put it in my mouth afterwards. He called me an ass to mouth little whore. When he needed to get his shriveled old dick hard again, he would whip and spank me. He kept smacking my cunt with a fly swatter looking thing. Stung so bad. When he could not muster up any more white stuff, he dragged me to his car. We drove a little way, then he dumped me like trash on the side of the road. My clothes were tattered, my knees dirty, my eyes puffy and red from crying, and my tiny pink holes were swollen and bleeding. As I walked home battered, with  a cum/blood mixture oozing down my little legs, I heard him yelling from his car, “Not such a hot teen slut now are you whore?”

Text Message!

Crazy Scarlett: Remember that tiny blonde cheerleader we saw last week when you dropped me off at school?

Daddie: yeah. why?

Crazy Scarlett: Well I managed to make her think I wanted her advice on how to become more of a girly girl like her

Daddie: Lmao. u trick those slutty bimbos all the time, u nasty little whore. What’s in it for me?

Crazy Scarlett: !! u better be nice if u want a taste of this little virgin bimbo – I’ve got her back at your place right now…

Daddie: U naughty girl! Don’t hurt her before I get there. lol

Crazy Scarlett: U better hurry then. This uppity bitch is driving me crazy. I’ve got her feet tied and making her suck my tits. Shes scared but I haven’t hurt her YET, waiting for u! I slapped her til she quit screaming at least

Daddie: I will be right there – driving as fast as I can. Save her sweet pussy for me. Do whatever u want to her prissy mouth

Crazy Scarlett: U got it, big daddie. we will be here waiting, and heres a quick pic to make sure you hurry!

New Girl

I woke up to loud thumps coming down the stairs. It sounded like something huge and metal was being dragged down to the basement. I knew the sound, as I had experienced it before. You had a new slave and she was being delivered. I tried to sit up to watch the unloading, my heart racing, wondering how long she had been inside the safe. You hate dealing with their screaming when they first arrive – so they get locked away in a safe. Memories of my time in the box came rushing back to me. It had to have been days, but it felt like years.


I was locked inside by some stranger who had grabbed me, and left there – cramped and starving. By the time the box was opened I was barely alive and nearly blind as the dingy basement lights tried to make my eyes focus. I remember being terrified but so thirsty that I couldn’t scream. That was of course your plan all along. To break us before you even let us out of the safe. To mind fuck us so intensely, leaving us for days to accept that we had been left to die – only to then let us out into our new living hell in the basement.
I watched as you unlocked the lock and swung open the door. Her naked body climbed out, weak but alive. She was bound and blindfolded, but like me, didn’t make a sound. She was already broken. You guided her to the table to introduce her to a new kind of pain. As the feeling came back into her limbs, from being cramped so long, you cut them and burned them and her body just seized on the table from the stimulation. I remember those first cuts and burns and my pussy came uncontrollably.


She has been added to your collection of whores. We are here for you to experiment all your sexual desires on. I continued to watch her be tortured with the knives, still blindfolded. I knew she had no idea the future pain she will have to endure, and in fact grow to crave like a sick addiction. I felt myself drooling at the site of the blades cutting her fresh skin. I wanted another turn under your cruel hands. I needed to be touched, even if it only brings agony. I was jealous of this new whore. I wanted to go back to the day that I had first come out of the box….

Making You Angry

I set up my camera like you asked me to. You said you wanted to see me doing something private, something real. Your addiction to watching girls has gotten stronger and you need something new to get your cock hard. You want to just watch and imagine the horrible torture you would inflict on me. You want to see me exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to make you a video you could stroke your cock too. Something that would make you enraged with frustration about not being able to grab me and hurt me while you watch it.

Your sickness has brought you this bath time video. I tease the camera with my tiny body. Bones you could crush with one strong grip. My skin exposed, the scars nearly invisible in the bathroom light glare. But we know they are there. You watch the video, your cock throbbing, wanting to reach through the screen and hurt me. Make me bleed. I smile at the camera, knowing it will infuriate you. I will pay dearly for that wry smile, but in the moment I forget myself.

I take my panties down showing my tiny ass right in front of the lens. I can only imagine your anger at my teasing. Your inability to control your rage and your need to abuse my body because I deserve it. The only thing between myself and a certain death is the camera. You can only watch, and wait. wait until you see me again and punish me for teasing you. Punish me for giving you exactly what you want. But I know you’ve been going through girls too fast. You can’t control your blood lust, and if you don’t slow down you will get caught.

So I have become your fantasy. Your girl on film. The one you want to kill, but can’t. The one you jerk your hard cock to, but don’t crush in your fits of rage. This video will keep me alive for another day. maybe longer. Are you mad? Is your blood boiling as you watch me enjoy the warm water surround me? Do you imagine pushing my head under the water and holding it there until I stop fighting? It wouldn’t take much. But you can’t do anything but watch. Murder on your mind, and your cock in your hand. I am going to close my eyes and enjoy my bath.

Waiting for You

I had seen you scoping out my neighborhood lately, and you didn’t know I had been watching. I knew you were looking for just the right place to rob when people left home to go party it up. I saw you sitting in your car jerking off while you watched and waited for the right time to come. I decided to leave my lights out for days and laid inside my room rubbing my pussy, hoping you would notice my house, and think that no one was home. I wanted you to choose my place, thinking you would come in to an empty place.

Finally last night I heard you toying with my back window in the kitchen. I crept into the kitchen and sat on the floor in the dark, waiting for you to come through the window. My pussy was aching in hopes that you would have a knife or a gun, just in case. I watched as your shadow came over the window sill. I could hear you breathing heavily, and I began rubbing my pussy in the dark. You paused, and briefly flicked on your flashlight. You spotted me immediately, but rather than seem alarmed, you seemed calm.

You turned the flashlight out and came towards me. As you got closer I could see you better, with the help from streetlights outside. You looked down at me and saw me rubbing my wet cunt. Without a word, you unzipped your jeans and pulled out your cock. You grabbed me so hard by my hair that I yelped, and shoved my mouth down onto your cock. You knew what a deviant little whore I had been, tricking you into picking my house. Into picking me.

You fucked my face and then threw me to the floor, putting your foot on my throat so I couldn’t move. You jerked your cock over me until you came all over my pathetic body. Then you knelt down and said in a very low voice that you would be back to take me any time you wanted. You showed me the blade of a knife, and told me that if I so much as turned on a light that I wouldn’t survive our next encounter. So here I stay, alone, waiting for you to come back. The doors are unlocked, and I rub myself raw thinking about what would happen if I turned on a light…. 

My Last Smile

You bought me at auction. Why me? I was the scrawniest little cum slut there. No sexy panties or pretty shoes. There were gorgeous blondes there, for less money. But your black eyes settled on me, and I watched as you outbid everyone. You sat in the front row, rubbing your hard cock through your expensive pants. Everyone saw, and I could tell the other men admired you. Or maybe they were terrified of you. It was difficult to know the difference.

I was terrified. I remembered being kidnapped from the sidewalk near my house, and then nothing until I woke up here – on this stage – naked, and being sold to the highest bidder. My head was spinning, and it felt like my pussy was already torn up. If it was, then it happened when I was unconcious. The thought crossed my mind if you would have paid so much knowing my pussy had already been used. The evil in your stare told me you probably didn’t give a shit.

When the auction ended, the highest bidders collected the women they bought. Most of them were dragged off by several men, screaming and kicking. I was too weak to fight as you picked me up and carried me into another room where we were alone. You set me down, and I ccrawled into a corner. You approached me with a ball gag, and I felt myself begin to cry. You were saying something in a soft whisper, and I couldn’t make out the words, but I knew in my heart you were going to hurt me, but didn’t want to hear me scream.

You gagged me, and began grabbing my tiny tits and putting clamps so tight on my nipples that I felt like I was going to faint. You duct taped my legs and wrists together, and my little pussy was throbbing at the thought of what was coming next. I thought you were going to fuck me – but then you started speaking louder. I could hear you saying what a dirty fucking cunt whore I was. My blood ran cold as I saw you pull out the knife. You held it up so I could see it right in front of my face.

You told me you would never fuck a dirty whore like me, and that you spent your money to make sure my pathetic slut ass was put out of misery. You brought the knife to rest next to the base of my right ear. The cold sharp blade gave me chills all over my naked body. I wanted to beg for my life, but the gag made me unable to speak. I saw your hand begin to move, and I felt the knife pierce my throat. I watched your hand make one beautiful motion and end up on the other side of my face. I felt the blood draining from my throat, and I knew I was going to die right there. One last look in your black eyes, and I realized I was relieved.