Daddy called me the other day in the middle of me riding one of my many boyfriends raging boners. I always put Daddy before everyone so I took the call in the other room. After I got off the phone with Daddy, I went to finish what I had started…but my boyfriend was mad. You see, he was significantly older than me and he didn’t like the idea of a young girl like me disrespecting him. That’s when he told me I was going to have to make it up to him. So I quickly agreed to do whatever he wanted me to do, I told him how I only wanted to please him. He ordered me to bend over; this didn’t seem like anything new to me….I felt him behind me, his cock pressing against me. He Held my ass firmly with one day, the other he held his dick, and suddenly I could feel him pushing it slowly into my asshole. I wasn’t expecting that and I had not done much of that before, my ass is tight as fuck and his cock was HUGE! I yelped and started to pull away, but that’s when he grabbed me and thrust his full cock into my asshole making me scream in pain. “I told you, you’re going to learn some respect and you are going to do what I say!” He said between clenched teeth. I dared not pull away again as he fucked me harder and harder making my poor ass stretch and ache like never before. I thought this was going to be it, but suddenly he is taking his dick out and shoving it into my moaning face. “Suck slut” he ordered. I withdrew myself – suck this cock after it had just been in my ass? I had no time to think anymore as he forced his cock into my mouth, making me suck every inch of his hard cock, making me taste myself. After he was done he asked me if I liked it, and I responded by continuing to suck my juices off his cock. I sure did learn some respect!
Category: Rape phone sex fantasies
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.
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.
Fucking with Frosty
I had the craziest nightmare. I guess its all the xmas decorations everywhere and the cold weather combined, and it all got inside my twisted mind. I drove home late last night and had seen a snowman in a neighbors yard. I am sure some neighbors had made it earlier that day, but something about it creeped me out. Instead of having a carrot for a nose, the neighbors had stuck the carrot where his cock would be – I am sure trying to be funny. I figured I was just tired and needed to get inside away from all this xmas crap.
I must have fallen asleep on the couch and next thing I knew it seemed as if I had woke up and it was freezing cold. As cold as it would be outside in the snow. But I was inside. In some house I didn’t recognize. It was dark, but I could see, and I was naked. My nipples were hard from the cold, and I could see something lurking in the corner of the room. It was huge, and it didn’t quite look like a man. It stepped into the light where I could see, and it was the fucking snowman from the neighbor’s yard!
This thing was alive and coming towards me. My heart was racing and everything was going in slow motion like it does in dreams. It grabbed my naked body and its grip sliced into my arms. I tried to pull away, but it pressed its frozen body against mine and it was so cold that it felt like it was burning my naked tits. Then I felt something sharp and cold poking me between my legs, and I remembered the carrot! I tried to pull away again, knowing this thing was going to try to fuck me. It was so strong, and caught me as I spun around.
It gripped me tight from behind and shoved its carrot cock right in my ass. It was sharp and cold and dry and tore my asshole as it stabbed its way in. I was screaming for this snow beast to let me go, and just when i felt its arms begin to wrap around my neck and tighten, I woke up. My heart was pounding, and as I gathered my thoughts I realized that I had cum all over the couch. I stood up`to go get a towel, and realized that somehow I was naked, just like in the dream. When I put my feet on the floor I stepped in a huge puddle of ice cold water – it looked like something had melted all over the floor.
I made my way to the window and peeked out to see if the snowman was still there. Sure enough, it was, but it was looking towards my window with that carrot cock pointing straight at me, the tip of it dripping with blood.
Ageplay phone sex with Tabitha: Scary Night
Sometimes Daddy’s clients can be a little scary, but I do what have to for Daddy. When I got home I didn’t let him see that I was crying a little because I just want him to be happy. It’s not Daddy would be upset with me, he wouldn’t. He would feel guilty and be upset with the client. No matter what anyone thinks I know that my Daddy cares very very much and is also extremely protective of me.
The man he sent me to was Mr. Allen. He seemed okay at first, but he wasn’t cute like Daddy. Once I was inside he gave me a big drink and we talked in the living for a little while. I thought that was a little weird because I was used to clients wanting to play right away, I like it that way too. After we talked for about 20 minutes I started to feel butterflies in my tummy and not the good kind. It wasn’t long before I started to feel nauseous and very dizzy. When I tried to stand up my vision was so blurry I could hardly see. Mr. Allen seemed concerned and carried me to his bed room where he laid me out on his bed. He said he was taking off my clothes so I could relax because I was getting sweaty. Before everything went black I couldn’t move my body at all, I was terrified.
When I finally woke up Mr. Allen was sitting on a car in his room. I was scared and very confused so I asked him what happened. He said I got very sick and passed out so he gave me a nice bath. Suddenly I noticed that not only was my hair wet, but my body felt sore all over. My head ached and I still felt dizzy, that wasn’t even the worst part. My poor little cunny and asshole were swollen and sore. Maybe Mr. Allen could tell how anxious I was because he let me go home. Thankfully he let me walk right passed him to the bedroom door and didn’t follow me out of his house. He may have seen me shaking a little, but I didn’t want him to see me cry.
The ride home was a little hard. My tummy still felt queasy and that head ache just wasn’t going away. Our driver asked if something was wrong, but I never said a thing. Once I was safe at home I looked at myself in the mirror. My little kitty was still swollen and red, but there weren’t any other marks or bruises. That made me feel a lot better so I stopped crying. Even though I was upset at first, I decided to forget about it and go to bed. Whatever happened couldn’t have been that bad anyway.