Category: Torture phone sex

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.

Neighbor Girl

I should have known that you were too eager to hire me to house sit while you were out of town. My folks told me that you were leaving town for three weeks and I could make a hundred bucks just by bringing in your mail and watering your plants once a day. I didn’t want to be rude and not accept the offer, so I said okay. I met you at your place to get the key and just the way you were looking at me gave me the creeps. You didn’t have any qualms about looking me up and down, and brushing my hand a little too long when handing me the key.

The next day, when you had supposedly left for your trip, I headed over to water the plants. I let myself in and locked the door behind me. I had the weirdest feeling and the hairs on the back of my neck was standing on end. I kept telling myself I was being silly, but I didn’t feel like I was alone. I went to the kitchen to fill up the pitcher, and i could have sworn I heard a noise in the living room. I stopped to listen, but heard nothing else. I made my way back into the living room to the plants and began to water them.

Just then, you came up behind me and put your hand over my mouth and wrestled me to the floor. You had never left – it was all a ruse to get me here alone. You overpowered me and there was nothing I could do. You kept saying things like this is what I get for walking around the neighborhood like a little tramp and that you were going to show me what happens to dirty cum whores like me. Before I knew it, you had me hog-tied and gagged on your couch and were jerking off above me.

The things you were saying told me that you had been watching me for a long time. You had finally decided to make a move and I knew instinctively that you were going to hurt me. What scared me even more was that you never once mentioned me not telling anyone. I began to wonder if you were going to snuff me out. You began running your hands all over my naked body, and I cringed at your perverse touch. Your skin felt so rough against mine and your cock was dripping with cum as if it were drooling.

You knew my parents wouldn;t be looking for me, and that you had all afternoon to ravage my body. You did just that. You put your hard cock in all of my holes and never stopped berating me with your words. After hours of being fucked brutally and told what a little teasing whore I was, I began to believe it and my pussy responded by cumming all over your hard cock. Who knew that you, the neighbor who always gave me the creeps, would be the best fuck I ever had?

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.

Time to ‘Play’

It’s not easy finding a girl who loves receiving and giving all the taboo torture you can think about…luckily you found me. Imagine the pleasure you will get out of watching the life slowly drain from my body, feel my pussy explode all over your cock shoved deep inside of me…only to stop right before it’s too late. I love that shit, and I want more. Surprised? Hmm, let me show you how into this I really am…we just need a dumb, pathetic girl. It’s not that hard to pick one up these days either, so when I bring home this innocent looking bitch, it’s play time. She claims to be so holy, she claims to be so innocent, this fucking cunt even claimed she was a virgin. I don’t believe this whore a bit, and she deserves the ultimate torture that we can deliver. I love when they beg and plead, struggle, cry and scream. It only turns me on more when those bitches cry as they slurp up all my wet juices. She will be degraded; humiliated and forced to feel pain she has never before experienced. And I will make that stupid whore tell us how much she loves it and how she wants to be punished…and oh she will. This is turning me on so much…watching the blood trickle all over her, dirt and cum on her face and in her hair… oh this skank wasn’t lying she really WAS a virgin…past tense now. It was great watching her take her first cock, she bled so much and we made her suck his cock clean of this nasty bitch’s blood. Just wait for the grand finale…when she cums as she watches her life flash before her no longer innocent eyes. But for now, I will play, I will torture, and I will continue to inflict pain until she begs for it all to end…just like they always do. Wanna play with me tonight?

Party Girl Phone Sex Mix: Pills, Blood and Cum

I went to another Halloween party last night. It was a fundraiser for the local blood bank. I decided to go as a sexy bloodsucker. Seemed appropriate. The party turned wild quickly. Could have been because of the party favors. Doctors have the best drugs.  A tray of hardcore pharmaceuticals was passed around. I’m not sure what I took, but it was a pretty pink pill. Soon I felt like a real vampire. I was horny and blood thirsty. I found this one geeky physician’s assistant who’s always drooling all over me. Tonight was no different. I looked exceptionally hot.  I pulled him into the supply cabinet, pulled his pants down and started sucking on his cock. It was bigger than I had imagined. Or maybe it just was  that I brought out the best in him. 

Not sure if it was the party favors or my costume, but I was stricken with the desire to taste him. Not just his cum, but his blood. As he was shooting a load down my throat, I digged my finger nails into his thigh. I drew blood. I started to lick the blood up and discovered my cunt was dripping wet. I looked up at him, with a bit of his blood dripping out of the corner of my mouth. He knew what I wanted. He just said, “Do it.” I opened my mouth wide and bit him on his inner thigh as I rubbed my clit. I came so hard while I sucked some blood out of him. It tasted sweet.

I stood up and was about to wipe my mouth clean when he kissed me. He tasted his blood and cum  and it made him hard again. I hiked up my skirt, bent over, grabbed a shelf and begged him to fuck me. He did exactly as told. Didn’t last long, but sure did feel amazing. This geek had moves. He fucked my wet cunt for a good ten minutes before unleashing a load of jizz in me. I was so horny still. I dipped my fingers into my freshly fucked cunt and scooped out some cum and ate it. He kissed me again. He had no problem tasting his own cum, or blood. I thought that was pretty hot.

I discovered a few things at the party. I love the taste of blood almost as much as I love the taste of cum. And sometimes a geeky little guy can be an awesome fuck. So, never count out the nerds.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies with Summer: My Weekend from Hell

So this past weekend was a total weekend from Hell.  I had a date with this med student named Jake. He has been asking me out for months and I have always turned him down. To be honest, he just really isn’t my type, but he is rich and persistent, so I caved. He said he was taking me to a really nice restaurant and to put on a classy dress. I was excited to be wined and dined by an older guy who could afford to take me out. Most guys who ask me out on campus are broke bastards. He showed up at my door with flowers and a bottle of expensive champagne. I invited him in for a pre dinner drink.

He must have slipped a roofie in my drink because the next thing I remembered was waking up naked and bound in my bathroom.  Jake was doing coke off my mirror on my sink and he was naked. I was scared, really scared. I asked what was going on and he slapped me. He called me a little cock tease and said I was going to be his captive bitch all weekend. I pleaded with him. I apologized for all the times I rejected him. But, that just seemed to make him angrier. He forced me to do lines of coke off his dick. It was a small one too, but it was hard. He shoved it in my mouth hard; I was gagging on it as he was skull fucking my sweet little mouth. My red lipstick smeared on my face and on his dick. He forced his cock down my throat for what seemed like hours when he decided to push me over the sink and mount me like an animal in heat.  He rammed his cock in my ass despite my screams to stop. He grabbed my hair and forced my face down in a pile of coke. After fucking my ass for about an hour, he suddenly stopped. I thought thank you god it’s over. But,  no, the weekend from Hell was just beginning.

He forced me to suck my ass juices of his cock. He was high as a kite and didn’t seem to be able to cum, but was constantly hard. He would not let me out of my bathroom. He fucked all my holes all Friday night and left me locked in my bathroom with no food.  Saturday morning he came in with a hard cock again and started forcing me to do coke and to do him. He was insatiable.  After fucking me in both my ass and pussy for more than half the day, his cock was actually raw. I thought thank goodness because I was in pain and exhausted. Then he saw my hairspray bottle and he sodomized my ass repeatedly with it. He used everything he could think of in my bathroom to torture me with in lieu of his cock. Curling iron, lotion bottles, electric tooth brush,  make-up brushes, hair brush….all the things I use to make me feel pretty were being used to violate my body. All because I rejected this loser a few times.

By the time Sunday came around, I was a battered, cum drenched, coked out mess. I was prepared for another day  of torture and captivity when he suddenly told me I could go. It was my house though. I was afraid others might be waiting to have their turn with me. But he kissed my forehead and thanked me for a lovely weekend, then left. Just like that. He forced himself on me for two days; with held food from me; violated my ass and pussy with household objects; forced me to do cocaine; and held me prisoner in my own bathroom and thanked me for a wonderful weekend. This dude was certifiable.

Now my dilemma. What to do? I will see Jake at school. Do I report his ass or plot my revenge? I think I’m opting for pay back. No one fucks my tight sweet holes unless I want them too. See not only am I a hot little thing, but I got brains to go with this tight nubile body. So Jake won’t know when or how, but he will find out that payback is a bitch.

He Made Her Do It

 

 

I was just standing there minding my own business. I had just got done sucking off some dork so he’d do my chemistry homework. As I waited for my cab a woman rushed up behind me, gagged me, and choked me out until I blacked out. I knew it was a woman because I could feel her firm breast and erect nipples pressed up against my back as I struggled. When I came to I was in a big empty room and tied to another girl. She was a little darker than me and I couldn’t believe both of us got captured. The door swung open and a man walked in. He called me a “nigglet”. I hatted that name. Then, he was in front of me… it was him.  My hick cousin Justin was the only ass wipe to use that word. He would beat me up all the time and torture me in our grandma’s tool shed for hours until I submitted to him and let him fuck me. I should of known he was behind this. He was a lot older now and way bigger. I was terrified of what he might do that I just broke down crying. I heard the woman I was tied to start to sob and so I held her hand. We were going to comfort each other until we made it out. He used to whip me with twigs as a little one but now he had a table full of torture tools. He brought over a whip and began to hit me in the face and chest with it. I squeezed the girl’s hand tight as I tried to bear the brunt of my cousin’s abuse. My head was pounding from crying and my body was weak. I knew any more of this would kill me. He  used a cattle prong on my cunnie in place of Nana’s old shed matches. “JUSTIN PLEASE” I screamed. He spat in my face and laughed. He went to the other girl and zapped her, “tell her what you’ve done nigger” he yelled as she cried. She quickly began to beg but not him… me. She begged me to forgive her for taking me and bringing me to this place. So she knew Justin? He made her do it? Who was this person?!

 

 

Crosses To Bare

I can’t go to reform school. Think of all the poor, sex-craved adulterers with sinning hearts. They need my tight, round, perfect ass and dripping teenage cunny. I have to turn their evil thoughts away from sin. So I use my pert titties and toned, taut young body to help people in my community find Christ.

With a little gangbanging a whole lot of dick pleasing, I have become a Converting Cumdump. I take sticky, bulbous loads of thick white cum down my throat, up my ass, and inside of my dick-stuffed pussy. In return, my converts take communion and their souls are saved. So that’s why it spelled trouble when I heard Emily Sanders was gonna tell my parents that I’m a slut. NO! I’m not a slut stupid, annoying Emily.

So I had to do something about this. I’m not exactly proud of my actions, but it’s my cross to BARE, I suppose. And I bared Emily’s naked flesh to an entire gangbanging hord of nigga dick busters. They tore her apart from top to bottom. Pulled her strawberry blonde hair, kicked her in the gut, and stuffed her holes with BIG BLACK COCK cum. They impregnated her seven ways from Sunday, and then I walked away from that alley.

She hasn’t been to school for a few weeks and no one’s heard from her since. There was a story in the newspaper about her going missing, but I know nothing ’bout that. One lost soul is nothing compared to all of those that I will continue to save for penance!

BFFs

Katelyn and I do everything together. Would you just look at that flowing blonde hair? The girl is a total babe. She’s a Domme, which means she is a sissy boy panty lover’s dream. Katelyn just does not take orders from any man. She gives the orders, and she is a force to be reckoned with. A popular cheerleader, beautiful princess, and great best friend, I can’t think of a better girl for a desperate sissy boy! She will train you to be the best little pansy tinkerbell you can be. She will push you to dress up in more and more ridiculously girly outfits every time. And she will never let you say “No.” She will be like a gift from the skies, a heavenly angel sent to emasculate you and turn you into her own personal little boy bitch. Cum take a taste of my best friend Katelyn’s punishing ways, and I bet you’ll never go back to anything less. She is one bossy bitch that you’ll love to please!

Doctor shOPping Er

So last night I was lighting a joint and chilling out. Thinking about how tonight is youth group and all of that. I haven’t really been participating lately. That is such a sin. Thing is, I’ve been picking up some really dirty habits lately. I’m addicted to dope like the air I breathe. Thing is, I need a script for it. That’s right. Doctor’s orders. So I made an appointment today with my local family practicioner. When I walked through the door, people kept giving me weird looks in the reception room. I mean, what’s so weird about a red and white bikini made of plastic material? I mean, there are medical crosses on it and EVERYTHING! It’s like, totally Christian. Plus I have a cute hat and adorable boots to match! So I walk into the examination room, and this jealous (actual, legit, real-life) nurse gives me a dirty look. Envy is a sin! She’s just twisted up inside because I have a hot bod. Anyway, I’m sitting there waiting for the doctor, and when he comes in, he gives me a completely skeptical look. I just smile and tell him I have cancer and need a medical marijuana prescription. Yes, lying is also a sin, but it’s cancelled out by the fact that I am doing a good deed. I fully intend to share my dope with youth group tonight. That benefits the whole religious community of teenagers and also relieves their stress. He said he didn’t believe I had cancer, so I had to advance on him and pull my bikini top down. While he was distracted, I took advantage of his innocence by quickly pulling down his fly and shoving those khaki pants down past his butt. Those tighty-whities couldn’t conceal his erection beneath! I sucked that cock like a bitch in heat. I needed that seed to eat. I fingered his balls like Mary Magdalene before her redemption. I deep throated that dick like you’ve never seen before. I was a whore! And at the end, I got my prescription, adjusted my bikini top, and picked up my purse off the floor. Then I walked straight out that door without looking back. Doctor shopping at it’s best, everybody.