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The Coed and The Professor: Teen Slut Fucked Hard

Do you like fucking teen pussy? You would not be the only one. And you would be surprised how many other folks like it too. One of my female professors is a hardcore dominatrix. That was news to me. In the classroom she is such a prissy schoolmarm. In fact, I thought she had never been fucked in her life. She caught me cheating on an exam. Instead of telling the dean, she suggested I come to her place so we could talk about a way to rectify this all. I was grateful. My college has a zero tolerance policy in regards to cheating; she could have had me expelled.

When I arrived, she looked quite different. Sexy actually. She offered me some wine, but after a few sips, I felt dizzy. She apparently drugged my wine. I woke up in a basement I think, tied to some device with a ball gag in my mouth. As I came too, I realized she was on her knees between my legs. She had a huge vibrator and was stimulating my clit. Was not sure what was going on but it felt good. She looked up at me, “You’re my bitch now. Do as you are told and you get to stay in school.”  I liked her bitch in charge attitude. She used that vibrator on me for a good solid hour at least. I thought she would have to peel me off the ceiling I came so hard, so many times. I get in trouble, but I am the one cumming over and over? I may cheat more often in her class.

She untied me. “Gonna be a good bitch?” she asked. I assured her I was her willing slave. Fuck, I’d do this bitch anytime had I known she was such a bad ass in the bedroom. She led me upstairs to her bedroom where she put on her strap-on to fuck me. She wanted to see a teen slut fucked hard she said. I liked how that sounded. She pounded me so hard with her strap on. Hell she fucked me better than most men do with their cocks. I squirted so much cum all over her, it felt like I had pissed myself. She fucked me on my back, on all fours, up against the wall, even made me ride her cock. Fucked my tight ass too. I never came so much or so hard in my life. Felt amazing. I loved who she was outside of the classroom. Sexy dominate bitch in charge. I told her she could own my teen twat anytime she wanted. I wanted to be her young teen slut. If this is how bad girls get punished, I want to be bad all the time. Do you want to punish me too?

Mind Fuck

He made me call him Daddy. His voice was soothing, intelligent, and calm. His touch was firm, but somehow reassuring that what we were doing wasn’t wrong. The clamps on my nipples had finally stopped burning and numbness was setting in. As I lost feeling in my breasts, he handed me a huge dildo and told me to stick it in my ass. He said it so quietly, almost like a purr. He sat and stared and I couldn’t take my eyes from his. The thought of him hurting me seemed so real and yet so far away.


He moved towards me and I flinched. But he hadn’t moved to hit me – he reached out his hand and brushed my hair back ever so gently. He took ahold of my wrist and began making me fuck myself even harder in the ass with the huge cock.  His intentions were maddening. Did he love me or was he toying with me like a cat does with a mouse. I was certain there was a fondness in his eyes. Maybe I reminded him of someone. Then he suddenly grabbed my throat and it startled me out of my daydream. His eyes seemed to change color, and I was terrified.


My heart began to race and I knew he was going to hurt me. The affection was gone, and the evil inside of him was even more angry because I had seen a glimpse of softness. Now he would destroy me. He couldn’t let me stay alive because I had seen too much. I had touched something inside of him that he didn’t want touched. His grip on my throat tightened and he squeezed as hard as he could while still using my other arm to fuck my ass as fast as he could. The pain was shooting through me, but I couldn’t scream. He began whispering in my ear that I was “daddy’s pretty little slut”, and those were the last words I heard before everything went black.  

Making Movies

The drugs hit me hard, but I could hear your voice instructing me what to do for the camera. My vision was blurry, and i could only see a fuzzy outline of you behind the tripod. You had taken me from school, drugged me, and brought me here to make your teen slut porn. I had been here before – it all seemed familiar – but I was unable to control the situation. You had me so brainwashed into believing you would hurt me if I tried to leave.


I knew my best bet was to do what you said and to make the best movie I could make for you and your sick friends. They loved watching my tiny cunt on their screens as you made me show everything between my legs. Toys laid next to me on the bed and I used them on my clit to arouse my pussy and make it swell for your camera. You kept telling me what a dirty fucking teen whore I was and to do it right the first time or I would be punished.

I remember the punishment you laid down last time, also on film, and you made me watch it back since I was knocked out cold during your rage. I am thankful for the drugs that are clouding my mind while I violate my own body with the dirty toys you provided. I make it look good, and I make it look hot. That’s what you want from me and I will obey you this time. Here is my pussy, and I cum for your camera. I cum for you. I am nothing but a worthless little cum whore, and my place is to entertain you. Anytime. Anywhere.

Addiction is a State of Mind

I found myself there again. I knew it just had to stop, but I craved it more than I did anything else. I thought of it when I was asleep, the thought of it haunting my dreams. It was there when I showered, just craving another touch other than my own. Even when I sat and ate a meal, the taste of it still heavy on my tongue. I could feel it on my lips it was always so good, and here I was back for more like an addict. A nympho for a good gag and a hard ass spanking. I just needed it to function properly, I just couldn’t live right with just my toys. I’ve already gagged so much on those plastic dildos while fucking myself with a double dildo, it just wasn’t enough.

There I was down on all fours, waiting for him to open up and pull me in. When I heard the door handle jiggle I think my pussy was more excited than I was. I could feel my pussy jumping to the beat of my heart. When he opened the door I almost jumped out of my skin. He put my collar on and dragged me into the house. He tied me up in my favorite spot in the corner and started tapping my lips with his big black cock. I just fucking love play time! I was so wet by the time he pushed the tip of his dick into my mouth. With my mouth open wide he held my bottom jaw with one hand and had the chain to my collar wrapped around his other had keeping my throat steady as he fucked my mouth hard. His dick was as thick as a coke can and came out to 11 inches, I was so addicted to having him shove all of it deep in my mouth. I had to feel his huge balls smacking me under my chin as he pushed his cock deep down my throat. Every time I tried to catch my breath I’d only end up gagging harder. With my mouth stuffed I begged him to make me his cum whore, he shoved his whole dick in my mouth until I choked on it. He was strangling me with his cock, continuing to fuck me as I choked harder. He had such a tight grip around my jaw and collar I just knew my treat would be coming soon. He pushed his whole cock down my throat and almost drowned me with the full stomach of nut he unloaded in me.

Submissive Phone Sex with Summer: The Dangers of Babysitting

When I was younger, I had a slew of jobs. Normally, I quit my jobs and moved on to something bigger and better. But, I had this one babysitting job where I got fired. Still pisses me off too. Not only did I give their brat the best care ever, I had to put up with the twisted older siblings. Twin brats. A boy and a girl, who were not trusted with the little one, for a good reason. They were sick fucks. Only teens themselves, but on their way to become future serial killers. Not a gig went by that they did not torture me. One time the brother bound and gagged me while his sick sister spread my pussy open with clothes pins. My pussy was gaping open, and the equally twisted brother pissed right in my pussy. They took pictures of me to blackmail me with. I had to be their bitch after that if I didn’t want those pictures of me all over school. I was head cheerleader, most popular girl in school, had a reputation as an in charge bitch. If it got around, guys would think I was a submissive whore and feel they could do anything they wanted to me. No way was I letting that happen.

I let them call the shots for months.  I had a reputation to uphold, plus their parents paid me very well. In hindsight, I think it is because they knew their older offspring were really Satan’s spawn. The day I got fired, I remember clearly. The twisted sister had my hands tied behind my back and was wearing a strap-on. She was skull fucking me, while her brother was fucking me in the ass. The little brat was tied in a chair being forced to watch.  Their parents walked in on the show. They were quite livid. But with me. I was the one tied up being assaulted by their devil brats, but I was the one that got in trouble. The mother slapped my face, called me every name in the book and fired me. Didn’t even pay me. They still contended I was the bad influence even after the little brat said it was all his siblings fault.

Those evil twins eventually killed a schoolmate, so I guess it was a good thing I got fired. I got out with my life and unscathed, just humiliated. Their parents are still in denial over just how sick their offspring were. Not sure what ever happened to the brat. But I do know this, I started studying my ass off so I could get into college and never have to babysit again in my life.

Spanking Phone Sex with Tabitha: Still Sore

Kevin was an old client, he’s been around ever since I was a little girl. The first time he saw me he became obsessed and Daddy loves it. To keep him with the company all I have to do is visit Kevin every once in awhile. If I have plans when Kevin wants me, I cancel them like I did last night. I wanted to go out with my friends, but pleasing Daddy always comes first.
Once I was at Kevin’s he seemed different, almost angry. Apparently, he’d been watching me. He said he’d seen the way I’ve been dressing lately, how I’ve been flirting with boys, and other things he didn’t like. He tore off my clothes while he told me told what a dirty whore I’ve been, then he threw me face down onto his bed. It made me a little nervous, but I didn’t show it. Not even when he started to tie my ankles and wrists to his bed post with rope which was something he’d never done before.
The rope was tied so tightly that even the slightest struggle caused it to dig into my skin. It only hurt a little, so I didn’t complain. Kevin suddenly pulled my pants down and peeled my panties off until they both rested at my knees. Even though I was sort of scared, my cunny was starting to get wet and Kevin noticed that when he reached between my thighs. That upset him even more, but he said he wasn’t surprised. A nasty slut like me is always ready and waiting to get fucked. Then, he leaned down and whispered in my ear to tell me that this time I wasn’t getting I want. Kevin made sure to give me the punishment that I deserved, he said that’s the only way dirty bitches like me ever learn. The welts he left on my thighs and ass were a reminder of what happens to naughty little girls.


It started with just a few light spanks, but they got harder and harder each time. Kevin slapped my already sore cheeks in the same spots over and over again too until I begged him to stop. He didn’t, it only got worse. When I heard him unbuckle his belt I tried to escape, but it was hopeless. All it did was make Kevin laugh and he continued to laugh while he beat my tender red ass with his leather belt. The tears running down my face didn’t phase him or slow him down. It wasn’t over until every inch of my ass was covered with welts and bruises, but that still wasn’t enough to satisfy him. After Kevin released me from the rope, he rolled me onto my back and spread my legs wide. Then, he ran his fingers gently against the inside of my thighs. I thought it was over until he leaned down and whispered in my ear; “Missed a spot”. He grabbed his belt off the nightstand next to his bed and rubbed against my thighs. I cried and begged him to let me go-I knew it wouldn’t work, I just hoped. Eventually sent me home, but only after the inside of my thighs got the same treatment as my poor aching ass. By the time my punishment was over I was too sore to move.

Kevin saw how difficult it was for me to walk and offered to give me a ride home. Neither of us said a word to each other for the entire ride. He didn’t put any music on either because he said he wanted to listen me to cry. Once we reached my house, the pain was even worse and I couldn’t move at all without screaming. As much as Kevin enjoyed watching me suffer eventually he picked me up and carried me to by bed. He even tucked me in and said goodnight before he left the room.

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.

Another First Timer

My cousin is in town to visit and I knew you wouldn’t care if I brought her along today to your place. She is a little cutie, and so naive. She will be super fun for you to play with. I told her you are pretty hardcore and she is such a dingbat she just said “cool” like a perky little cheerleader. Well, I figure that was her warning and if she doesn’t know better than why should I give a fuck? She has a tight little body like mine, and I’ve wanted to see her get fucked rough since she got her perky little tits.

When we came in, you were already in the bedroom waiting. She was shocked as hell when she walked through the door to find you waiting with your cock out and ready to do some damage. She actually tried to turn and run, but I grabbed her and pushed her down on the bed. We both ripped her clothes off as she fought us. I knew that would just make it worse for her and my pussy was so wet it was dripping. The look on her face was priceless as I climbed on top of her to hold her down.

With her on her back, and me on top, I pinned her and spread her legs for you. I stuck my tongue in her mouth, and she strated to struggle less. I could feel your hard cock coming up behind us, ready to fuck her tight bald pussy. She began to kiss me back as she felt your fuckstick penetrate her little cunny. I could feel you pound her as I bounced on top of her with every thrust. She began moaning and her eyes rolled back in her head. This little slut was loving it! She came all over your cock, and you pulled it out of her and put it into my tight pussy.

She just lay underneath me, and felt me get fucked hard by your raging cock. Then she began playing with my tits and I knew that she was now up for anything we wanted to do. Kind of a shame to not feel her struggling, but she made up for it by being an eager little wanna-be whore for the rest of the day!

The Sting of Pleasure

I know I have been a very naughty girl by seducing and being a cock tease.  Daddy said what I need is a good spanking session to cure me of my bad acts.  I can confess to you  that I love a good old fashioned spanking.  Daddy says my punishment should fit the crime and spanking for obedience keeps me in line.

 You stand there with a paddle in your hand stating I’m going to get what I deserve.  I pull up my skirt for you and straddle over your knees.  You make me assume the position where you can get good leverage and give me good hard spanking!  I will try not to squirm or cringe too much as you slap my voluptuous ass cheeks with your hard oak paddles.  I cover my ears but  I  still hear the crisp smack of my flesh getting slapped.  It seems to go on for hours.  You pause in between swats only to allow the stinging to subside before resuming again.  I hear you let out a sigh, and brush powder on your hands and I smell the sweet aroma.  I look at you in despair and ask,  you mean you are going to use your hand instead.

The rush comes over me the torture is profound but I can’t wait too much longer for you to have your way with my sweet ass.  I can only hope you punish me  hard for all my nasty bad acts. Please don’t make it to pink and sore!

Now I know what your thinking why do I have so much experience and love doing an erotic role play?  Because I’m a nasty bad girl and I love where after I receive my punishment and can turn the tables and spank you.  So don’t hesitate pick up that phone and let’s get this party started.

Nightmares

I knew you were out hunting again. Its the season for you to find all the girls shopping at the mall. I saw you grab your mask and chills ran through me, remembering last year when you first took me. You wore the same mask. It wasn’t as blood stained as it is today, but I know it is the same one. Seeing you wear it brings back that first day of torture and pain that changed my life forever. I saw you leave and I lay in my cell daydreaming about what your new slave will go through today.

By the time you chose me last year, you had already killed three girls. I remembered seeing their bodies in your van when you tied me up in the back. I knew you had killed them from rage, and so I decided not to try to fight you. I remember begging for my life and only being able to see your twisted eyes through your mask. Staring back at me and deciding to spare me. I thought I would be let go. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I became a permanent prisoner in your basement, and looking back I wish I wouldn’t have begged for my life. I wish I would have tried to fight, as I know you would have ended my life that day, just like the others.

You love to hear us beg. Thats what gets your cock so hard. The crying and pleading and promises that we will do anything. Just to live. Not knowing how big of a mistake it is. I knew you at the mall right now. I wondered how many girls would try to fight you off. I wondered how many of them would trigger your bloody rage and be hacked to pieces before you even fuck them. Inside I am screaming and I want to warn them. I want to tell them to fight, and end the nightmare for themselves today. I want to tell them not to cry or beg, because those are the ones that will end up here. In a forever hell of torture and sadistic sex at the hands of a monster.

That mask. It brings back so many memories. The first time you fucked me you were wearing it. I still foolishly thought I would be let go, so I let you do it. I begged you not to hurt me. Blood from the girls you murdered dripped off the mask while you pumped my pussy full of your evil cum. Then you took the mask off and I saw the horror underneath it. I screamed and screamed while you mutilated my body for days. The mask hanging on the wall as if it were watching from its empty eye holes. I knew that mask would be the last thing several girls ever saw today, and I was so envious. I should have fought. Instead I wait here in the cold basement for you to return from hunting and fuck your newest slave while wearing that mask.