Category Archive: Blasphemy phone sex

Breeding wars

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Our jealousy and envy plead music to his ears. The addicting bloody phone sex made collin get his dungeon and scour all over for the perfect duo to vie for his attention. Now it’s up to the both of us to get him pleasant and satisfied and show him who is worthy of getting knocked up first. I’m sure I will get the honors because Master collin loves pumping his breeding cream in me.

Maggie has quite the feat to against to even think she has a chance in becoming the one to carry on the legacy of a domme daddy. Master collin makes us both play nice and kiss and makeup. He loves to dominate us sensually. We both know it will take a lot of swaying to get him to stick to one side.

So our breeding wars have become relatively more intense. I’m sure he will enjoy pumping his seed in me a lot more because I’ve gotten programmed so well to pump his cock even if it means my cunt bleeds in pain.


Faith’s Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

murder phone sex fantasies There was something different about Dr. Mitchell. All of the women in the neighborhood fell all over him because of his charm and he was smoking hot too. He was a little too perfect to be the normal guy they all thought he was. I was going to find out what kind of a sicko he really was. I got myself invited over for dinner, and he was called away for work. He asked me if I would stay and if we could pick it back up when he returned. That gave me the perfect opportunity to snoop around.

Downstairs in his basement he had a doctor’s exam room set up. There was a woman strapped down to it with medical restraints. She screamed into the cloth gag, and her eyes were blood-shot and desperate. I stroked her hair and told her I would help her. Then Dr. Mitchell came down and caught me. He told me he knew I was a curious fucking slut. He just left long enough for me to find his patient. Then the murder phone sex fantasies began. His patient didn’t make it. I might have drained her when drawing blood, oopsy.


Torture sex with a pain whore

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Tear my asshole apart, shove that big ass cock and make me bleed on your dick. I love fucking when I’m on my period. The look of blood while fucking makes my pussy so wet.

I want blood coming out of me and going in me. Slice me up and pound me hard till I can no longer feel anything from all the rush and the adrenaline pumping thru me.

Whenever I pass out, I cum extra hard. It began accidentally when I got beaten so badly by my ex-boyfriend. He began to use me and fucking me up like the slut I am.

I wanted to be his excellent girl, but he began whaling on me one day and made me pass out on the verge of climax

when I woke up. I was still orgasming. Now I look forward to anal pounding and sex so good that it makes me pass out mid-orgasm.


God Likes It, How About You?

Blasphemy phone sex

 

I hope you know that blasphemy phone sex is much more than just taking the lord’s name in vain or slapping around a nasty tempered nun.  At least, it is with me.  When you have a dark beast inside you driving your every desire, sacreligious sex becomes something evil and twisted.  Even the most fucked up and foul bible bashing pussy pounders tend to tap out of our cum drenched Christ crushing conversations earlier than they had expected.

Maybe the thought of me sitting on a group of debilitated nun faces and grinding my brown-pink asshole into their mouths while I mutilate their titties with a sharpened rosary gets guys off early, but the fear in their voice tells me that they’re too scared to finish.  Of me, of God or whatever.  Something about jamming a holy chalice rim first into a tight assed Reverend Mother’s hairy yet unsullied shit hole until she cums so hard that she gushes pussy juice and blood filled ass slime makes some wannabe butt abusing blasphemers hang up before I’m even close to being done with my sordid story.  Look, they paid the toll and knew what they were getting into.  It’s not my fault they’re a bunch of Nancies.

Some guys think that they can handle the thought of me ordering a dirty P loving priest to defile and abuse his innocent little altar attendants in every way imaginable while I please my pussy with an extra large crucifix until it’s a mangled bloody pulp, but when I get to bellowing out my favorite movie quote of all time, all I hear is a click and silence on the other end.  “Let Jesus fuck you!  Let Jesus fuck you!” is a phrase that’s turned me on since I was a little girl.  I guess they don’t like “The Exorcist” as much as I do.  Fucking faggots.

I hope you know what you’re asking for when you tell me you want to have some blasphemy phone sex.  Judging from my prior unholy fuck call experience, you’ll probably bail out before your time is up.  I don’t care if you cum or not, you already gave me your money.  If you don’t like it, toughen up and call me back.  Know what you’re asking for before you open your fat mouth.  And just remember, God is always watching and I guarantee you he likes to jerk his life giving cock to all of the pain and suffering he’s created.  I’m here to help him get off.  How about you?

 


Alter Girl

sadistic phone sexI tricked him into thinking I was this little church girl who was a virgin, but little did he know that I was so fucking far from that. I told him I wanted to meet him after Sunday school by the alter once everyone was gone so we could pray together. That’s not what was going to happen though, I was going to turn him into a sadistic fucking freak just like me. I got my cross, bible, and knife and sat them beside me while I was waiting for him and then stripped down. When he walked in, I made sure to lock the door so he wouldn’t be able to get out and no one could interrupt me. I grabbed my knife and told him to strip so I can see his big juicy cock and I knew he was already hard. I went up to him and got on my knees to suck his thick cock like it was my fucking job. After that I knew it was time to step it up, so I threw him down while I climbed on top of him and rode his cock while slicing a pentagram on his chest like the satanic fuck I am. I loved hearing his screams and pleads for me to stop but I couldn’t I needed this. Once his screams were done, I knew it was time. I grabbed the cross and he already knew what I wanted. He fucked my tight little shit hole with that fucking cross while he pounded my little cunt so fucking hard.


Evil Phone Sex

evil phone sexI am always down for some evil phone sex. I have been dabbling on the dark side lately. I like it. I met this Satanist recently in a fetish club. I thought he was joking when he said he was into the occult. I have never met a real Satanist. He said he would prove it to me. Again, I thought he was joking. He took me to this Gothic looking building in the middle of nowhere. At first, I thought it was a church, but the closer we got the more I realized that this was just an abandoned Victorian house. Only, it was not abandoned. Inside were upside down crosses, pentagrams and a ton of candles. I could hear ominous music playing too.  I felt like I was about to have blasphemy sex.  As we walked down a dark hallway, I realized that I may be the victim of some cult killing. I was not sure. Suddenly, I heard screaming. Loud screams from a young girl. He grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly towards the screams. He stopped me, opened a closest and handed me a black robe with a red velvet interior. He had me put it on.  I walked behind him into a room lit by candles. A young girl was naked on the floor in a pentagram. She was bleeding. Bleeding out. The small group of folks were chanting in Latin, I think. Then suddenly a cloaked figure stabbed the little girl. The group of people around her had these Gothic goblets they began filling with her blood. Virgin blood I could only assume. My date whispered in my ear, “Believe me now?” I did believe him. I pissed myself a little too. I was in the middle of some sort of Satanic sacrifice. Blasphemy phone sex is one thing, but this was a human sacrifice. I felt safe because I have not been a virgin in decades. But I knew if I did not act like I was one of them they would kill me to protect their secret. I drank from a Goblet being passed around to the folks who were not part of the sacrifice ritual. I guess when in Rome, right? I drank virgin blood and woke up this morning feeling better than ever.


To my sick bastard

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex makes a dick hard for a bitch who knows how to bring the worst in you! Your nasty sister is so pregnant and has been trying to fuck you since your were a tyke? Baby she should have because you need some incest inbreeding. But now it’s my turn I’m going to kidnap her and hold this Switch blade up on her neck and force her to give birth on your dick! She tried her best but when she got that BBC she keeps having brats and has blown out her pussy! Let bring a donkey king dick out and really fuck her up with a jack ass dick! Fuck fido your sister deserves a bigger barnyard fun time cock! ANd Saanah you little twat having niece is just like me a devoted to Satan sweet girl covered in cum as you walk in the room! You are a sick bastard and I love doing silent calls with you! Let me be as fucked up as I can and still ask for more! You a glutton for nasty perversion and I love going hardcore with you fucker! lets film the nastiest snuff tonight!

Love your accomplice phone sex sick bitch, Harper! 


Training The Next Generation of Goth Teen Phone Sex Bitches

goth teen phone sexDo you like goth teen phone sex girls? I am no longer a teen, but I am always training the next me. I was a young Goth girl when I started having dark fantasies. My grandpa was my mentor. He saw in me what someone saw in him many decades before. Dark instincts need to be cultivated he told me, not squashed. I am a killing machine now. And I have never been questioned by the police. I am skilled in DNA destruction like Dexter Morgan. I never leave a body, nor do I hunt where I sleep thanks to the tutelage of my sadistic grandpa. Amy is under my wing now. She is a young girl with violent impulses just like me. I had to intervene and help her grow. If you have these instincts, you need a code so you can explore them while avoiding detection by law enforcement. I met Amy by chance. She had just murdered a school bully impulsively when I happened upon the murder scene. She thought she was dead in the water. That was her lucky day. That was Satan’s intervention. The dark lord put me in her path to help her, guide her, protect her raw talent. I have been honing her skills ever since. She cannot drive yet, but she can kill. She makes a perfect accomplice phone sex partner. She is school age herself, so she can lure little mean girls to their death. She targets surrogates for girls at her school, because an unbreakable rule is not to kill where you sleep. You can have no connection to the victim, or you come under investigation for the crime. She brings them to me, and I help her kill them. I help her destroy the little sluts. It is therapeutic for her. She has the urges and rage like many young girls. She can end up on death row before she can legally drink, or I can mentor her, hone her craft and turn her into an evil snuff porn queen like me. I can train your little bitch too.


Faith’s Unholy Easter

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It’s Judas appreciation weekend, and so many of you deviants have an extra day off to sin. How about that shit, Jesus got nailed to a cross and we all get a long weekend. I’m not going to spend all weekend shoving chocolate crucifixes in my unholy cunt though. I have some other things planned. The loser might have gotten himself hammered to a post, but I see no point in celebrating him when our Dark Lord is the one that won on that hillside. Jesus wept and cried and his father turned the lights off. Let’s have a deranged Satanic easter and rejoice in Lucifer’s gifts. 

How will you serve the Morningstar this weekend? Evil phone sex is a good place to start. I’m going to take part in a ritual to offer my three fuck holes up to the bastard son of Satan. I’ve prayed to Satan to let the Antichrist breed me during this time of fertility. If it’s Satan’s will on Sunday I will be pumped full of vile demonic seed directly from the seed of Satan’s beautiful sack. I’ll slash as many arteries as I have to, and drain as much blood as is required to become his sick whore. Happy Unholy Easter, sinners. 


Blasphemy sex Teen

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As the season of Jesus resurrection gets near many of my evil men are turning to  Blasphemy sex. 

And I understand I really do. I was ripping the bong in my old man’s room when he began to tell me this horrific tale of his past.  He looks at me and tells me that runaways are the best for rituals to denounce god and that each and every girl that he has found, or picked up from hitchhiking has denounced her faith eventually. I began to giggle the higher I got, and the more detailed he gets about this little blonde he picked up a dozen springs ago. SHe was fresh from the suburbs, running from an abusive mother she said. Now my old man is only in his 50s now, and he is fine now, imagine 12 years ago when he caught this fish out of water! He talked his darling new playmate into traveling to San fran with him and staying at his palace until she could figure out where to go. Then one night as he was sleeping she broke into his torture room and screamed at the site of his statue of Baphomet. It didn’t take him long to run down the stairs and subdue her in restraints. SHe was a nughty girl who fell for his trap and he called some of his cult members over for an evil gangbang rape porn fest! The recorded her so i was able to see when she was begging for her life and saying fuck jesus for the men who forced her holes open until they bled! GOD I love my evil Old man!


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