Category: Gothic phone sex

Knife play phone sex gets my pussy soaking wet!

Knife play phone sex

Knife play phone sex gets my pussy soaking wet!  I know you’re probably salivating at the thought of getting your hands on me, but let me tell you, I am not your typical slut. I love it rough, I love it dirty, and I love it dangerous. 

There’s just something about the feeling of cold steel against my skin that gets me dripping wet. Go ahead, take that sharp blade and run it down my body. From the top of my head, all the way down to my toes. I want to feel every inch of it on my skin. And when you reach my pussy, I want you to press it against my clit and watch as I writhe in pleasure. Trust me, this little slut can handle it.

But that’s not all, baby. We can take it to the next level and indulge in some medical fetish phone sex. I’m talking about playing doctor and patient, but with a twist. I’ll be your willing patient while you, my twisted doctor, perform all sorts of kinky procedures on me. I’ll be your canvas, your playground, your willing victim. Your cock will take my temperature deep in my ass!

 I know it may sound sick and twisted to some, but to me, it’s the ultimate rush. The thought of being taken away by someone’s hands, to be used and disposed of like a piece of trash, it just gets my pussy pulsing. And who better to fulfill this fantasy than a dirty little snuff slut like me?

So come on, baby, give me a call and let’s indulge in our deepest, darkest and most depraved desires. I promise to be your willing accomplice in any sick and twisted scenario you can think of. I’ll be your dirty little plaything, your living sex doll, your ultimate fantasy. And together, we can explore the depths of our twisted minds and make all our wildest dreams come true. Are you ready to get dirty with me? Dial my number and let’s get down and dirty.

 

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone.

Knife play phone sex, I can skin better than anyone. Now to begin with I have been wielding a knife since I was very young. See who could skin an apple with never lifting the knife. Butchering became a fun family time experience. First it should be mentioned that this down home country girl has a collection of knives.

 A knife hangs on the door handle. One under my pillow. Bet I can peel your cock in one long strip. Never, not once lifting the knife up. First layer will hurt but not nearly as much as when you get lower. When you peel the skin off of someone with a super sharp knife it can be done layer by layer.Knife play phone sex

Bloody phone sex is what you get.

At least when you don’t put something on that to staunch the blood flow. Trust me to keep you from getting infection. Among my very many talents I am an organizational freak. It must be remembered that when keeping weapons you keep them clean. You also need to staunch all that blood. To do this you keep disinfectant on hand. Either to the left or to the right. Depending on your dominate hand. Ever clear is a great disinfectant. The old moonshine. Not the new flavored faggot ones that barely have more alcohol content than mouthwash.

Use something at least 75% alcohol. This will keep the knife clean, you will see it slicing, washing away the blood. Have a little sip. Poor a little more on the wounds. Once it has been thoroughly doused, soaked, or even marinated in the alcohol.

We have the wrapping up part. I for one like meat. Not the skin. Making it none other than cannibalism phone sex. Eat it raw just like sushi or the good red meat. Now you need to remember to use your knife.

In summary, I will slice and dice you. Make you in minced meat just to devour you.

Gothic Phone Sex is what this Sadistic Satanic Goddess Loves

Gothic Phone Sex is a sadstic kind of fun I enjoy. We get Satanic with Evil Satanic phone sex sessions. It’s these sessions that violate and destroy little Emo goth sluts. After all I hate a whiny little fake ass bitch.

So the plan I love best is to have a Satanic ritual with a big dicked white man. One that is evil as fuck, just like me. The two of us will pick up a little strung out emo goth slut and have our way with her. I will show her what a true Gothic Goddess is and how worthless her fake barbie bitch self is. 

Finally the Best part is seeing the little slut is a cutter. Oh look already scarred up. Ooops a slice on the wrist going the correct direction happens. Oh sorry hun I thought you wanted to kill yourself. Well you have been doing it all wrong.

Then as she lays bleeding, I take and collect her blood in a nice porcelian bowl. I love the look of blood in white porcelain. I will use that later for my ritual. The little slut meat is undressed with my knife. Oh good look at that shaved cunt. 

Well, big white dick get over here. You want to fuck this little bitch while she dies. I will light the bonfire and Hail Satan while you rape fantasy her into her final moments. 

This is only a taste… like a licking up of the blood on a pail white neck for a Vampire. A tease.

Gothic Phone Sex

Snuff Sex is My Kind of Fun Torturing Losers

When it comes to loser men there is no shortage of them. My Snuff sex is really geared towards torturing losers like you. The worst is the “Oh I love gothis girls”. Really? Jesus fucking christ how god damned fucking original. Obviously you crave the freak arm candy. And yes, I know,  gothic girls are freaks in bed. Finally my favorite:  gawd yes I will turn you into a vampire.

Get a fucking clue.

Why would I, have any sort of attraction to some norm shit faced jock type like you? Or the fat pathetic living in mommy’s basement gaming geek. Oh or maybe I should be attracted to a black guy just because he thinks goth chicks are hot. Fuck You All. And Yes I would love to just cut your mother fucking dicks off and toss them in the bonfire.

So, obviously sometimes I get an urge to just take a loser up on his offer for a date. I get nauseated easily though. But sometimes, if I just manage to take enough of the right chemicals I can have some fun. When I get my way I will lead you into a crypt at the cemetary… after all you expect to fuck a goth girl in the cemetary, don’t you?

Snuff sex is my validation…

You get excited and think of fuck yes I am going to score. And your little pathetic peter gets all erect. I lure you into the dark and lock the door. Then the light goes on and look! Welcome to my end game loser!

You stumble right into the trap. And up you go all bound and hanging. I laugh. Oh I am about to have some fun. A little torture and a lot of blood. Once I cut your dick off there is a 50 / 50 chance that you make it. Most just bleed out. soo… yeah… bye!

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Blasphemy sex Twas the night before Christmas…

Blasphemy sex Twas the night before Christmas…all through the house there was to mass carnage. The floors glistened red from the blood of the victims. The carnage lay around. Body’s writhing in their own discretions. Pain oh yes there is pain. It is important to remember that with pain there is pleasure. Looking up at the tree all decorated with care. Blasphemy sex

In hopes that Satan would soon gift us with his presence. Bringing a dead sun god back to life. His life taken and now an offering. Crimson red and emerald green. The star atop the tree. A kiss to bestow to bring the life of him back.

This body is your vessel Satan do with me as you will. I am yours now and forever. I offer the gift of the blood of the pure. Spilled for your pleasure. Brought before you on this holy night. Take the gift as it is offered.

Snuff Phone Sex Makes Holiday’s Better with Morticia

Nothing makes these boring Holidays better for me than some straight up Snuff Phone Sex. I tend to get really annoyed by all the mass comsumerism and Christmas shit and music everywhere. I am not a Christian. Therefore this shit is mundane bullshit.

So on that note I just really want to take some Santa pervert out. And by out I am not referring to a date. I will drug his whisky and play good samaritan. Well that will last two seconds. I will knock him in the skull with a basebal bat and drag his filthy pervert ass back behind the Santa facade.

Then once I have Mr. Claus all knocked out and skull crushed I will turn on the web cam and film me sodomizing Santa while yelling Hee Haw Mother Fuckers and Hail Satanas!

Finally as I finishing defiling the old fat bastard on the Santa streaming where all the brats watch Santa and his sleigh trekking… I will slit Santas throat and collect his blood in a goblet. As I do the ritual of Sacrifice for my Daddy Satan I will post CP up of Santa’s defiling littles.

Merry Fuck Mas Mother Fuckers and Just Hail Satan for more Pleasure!

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Blasphemy sex leaves a yummy bloody taste in your mouth!

Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex leaves a yummy bloody taste in your mouth! Come, join me in my unholy game of pleasure and pain. I am Marley, the evil royal whore, and I stand at the holy gates of unforgiveness. Let me show you what lies ahead as I climb the demonic tower to the darkest heights.

 Let’s start at the lowest level of depravity. Torture me, chain me, beat me, break me.. and when you’re done, let me pleasure you in ways that you’ve never experienced before. I can make a man of God come to the edge of Hell and come back just as aroused as ever!

My experience doesn’t stop there; oh no! For I am an unholy whore, prepared to do the most despicable acts of sin. Primitive and raw, I tend to revel in the darkest aspects of depravity. From setting a whole church on fire to finding unprecedented pleasure within the depths of Satan’s kingdom, I am willing to delve right in. I am the witch of the night, reigning over the deep dark desires of all mankind.

I hate those little good church going girls. They think they are better than everyone else and I love to put those stuck up bitches in their place. This is why I love to put those goody-two-shoes churchgirls in their places. I will carve the mark of the beast deep in their chest as you fuck their throats. We won’t show these little cunts mercy! We can make some good money off these cunts too, we can film some Snuff porn of us fucking little church whores for Satan!

So if you’re looking for an experience that’s as dark and sinful as the depths of Hell itself, come join me on my unholy quest for greatness. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure you leave feeling as wickedly aroused as ever. 

Bloody Phone Sex Sacriment to Satan

A bloody phone sex sacriment to Satan was how this session started. My pervert was involved with his sister and daughter. This was no normal incest relationship. In fact this was one of him serving Satan and worshipping Satans’ daughters.

Essentially this man was taken into enslavement by his sister who controlled him and made him do things. They build their blood pact by slicing his wrist and hers and pressing the wounds together. I was the one that did the cutting.

In accordance this was the ritual of surrendering to Satan. Here is when I stood with my ritual dagger. And a silk red rope around their wrists binding them together. First the blood dripped into the small vessel that would be collected and mixed with wine.

Then the two of them drank from the vessel and became united. Once his sister was impregnated we used the 8 month of pregnancy to take the thing from her womb. This would be the true binding of the two to Satan.

Finally with that unborn thing wiggling and breathing I snuffed it out in the nae of Satan to take that sacrifice and bound the two into eternal pleasure in serving Satan. As High Priestess of the Black Arts I gave them their release to be married Satanic kin folks and to have orgies and bring more sacrifices for daddy Satan.

Bloody phone sex

Evil Phone Sex Sadistic Ready for Next Victims – Witchy Morticia

Evil phone sex sadistic Morticia is a gothic witch. My best enjoyment is destroying little fuck meats while their daddikins gets off to it. Most of the time they have their way with the sluts first.

In the beginning I am teasing the sluts and taking my blade to their tender smooth skin. Slowing slicing from their sternum to their neck. Alternately I slice down to their belly bottons. Either way these fuck meats are going to be sliced and diced.

The blood trickling from the shallow carvings excite me most. This is the best foreplay. To rub that innconces blood all over my body. I will carve a pentagram or inverted cross on that tender flesh as I chant.

Hail Satan! Ave Satanas!

A sacrifice for thee I offer you this Virgin

Hail Satan be true to your form and come before me

Hail Satan My dark Master and Lord

Let the fest begin of blood and gore.

Hail Satan a Sacrifice for thee…

Chanting and stabbing as I beckon daddy to penetrate and defile his blood for the dark Lord he will serve.

Evil phone sex

 

Murder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot!

Murder phone sex FantasiesMurder phone sex Fantasies make Marley so hot now! I never thought I could love anything like this. My Master was a cruel and sinister man who scared me in ways I never thought possible. He trained me to feel pleasure in ways I had never imagined. He quietly manipulated my mind and body to accept the unthinkable. I guess he thought it was his personal mission to redefine what was “acceptable” and “normal”. Now the new normal is the feeling of ice cold skin in between my legs, the vacant stare while I ride the meat. When my Master started training me to engage in Necrophilia phone sex, I was repulsed by the thought. How could anyone enjoy something so grotesque and twisted? But what choice did I have? My Master was a very powerful man, and I had no power to resist his wishes.

At first, the thought of touching and being intimate with dead bodies terrified me. It felt unnatural and perverse. But, I soon began to find pleasure in this new lifestyle. It was like my Master had unlocked something deep within me, something that was hidden and rarely made itself known. I wanted to please him and so I did.

As I began to explore more deeply, I started to see beauty in the macabre. I felt a strange, dark connection to death as I craved further the pleasure my Master offered me with the dead. I began to understand why the act of necrophilia enticed and excited me.

Sometimes I dread what I’m becoming. I question my sanity and my sense of morality. When my Master looks at me with those icy blue eyes, I can almost feel evil radiating from them. What would he do, I sometimes wonder, if I no longer pleased him? What kind of monster has he created? But I know I must stay dutiful, for the pleasure and safety of both of us and enjoy Sex with dead bodies.