Category: Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy sex brings the power to your balls to make an army

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is more than just bringing power to ourselves. It’s about building up the power for Satan to come to this world. We need to bring about the apocalypse, and we need an army. Master, your balls are so full, and I know you will breed me for Satan’s army!
First, I will bring forth our little sacrifice. A young virgin with a tight pussy that will bleed on your cock for our Dark Lord! Master, when your cock enters her bald cunt I will piss down her throat and hail Satan. Each time you pump into her cunt, do it harder and harder. Bring so much suffering upon this little cunt, and then I will slit her throat.
Hold in that cum, my king, and fuck me on top of our Snuff sex slave as she bleeds out. This will ensure a good start to the Satanic army we want to build! Just imagine, all of your cum totally drained, and the power of your cock fuels bringing Hell on Earth.

Castration and Domination Are A Girls Best Friend

 

Domination phone Sex

Last night I had a nasty domination phone sex call with a real slut that wanted the ultimate C&B torture! I took him to a catholic church one of the old abandoned ones in the city and laid him down oved a pentagram i carved in the wood floor. I tied up his cock and balls until they were red and purple and bulging. I stuck smalll sewing needles in his swollen ball sack and made small drops of blood fall down the swollen sack. He whimpered but didn’t budge the man slut knew his place. I shoved a large sounding rod in his pisshole and laughed when he screamed out and begged me to stop.

Castration Phone Sex

I reminded him that he asked for this and his sacrifice would taint this sacred ground. I pulled out a long sharp scalpel the blade was ever so slightly curves and i knew his blood would look amazing on the cold steal metal of the blade. I began cutting away at his cock one piece at a time.  Sticky warm blood covered my hand and when I was finished there was just skin and blood. I licked the blood from my hands and blade and fed him his manhood and laughed at him knowing he was just another useless slut now.

Blasphemy Phone Sex- A Cunt Answers Prayer

Blasphemy Phone SexWalking into a church I always felt like I would burst into fucking flames. Now I go to church For the hilarity of it all. Blasphemy Phone sex gets me off so fucking hard. I want to know a lot of the deacons and pastors biblically. Meaning, I want to see if I can lead the away from the Lord straight into my sweet teen cunt? Do you think If I spread my legs during an altar call and fucked this tight little twat with a wooden crucifix, that would get the congregation to as for forgiveness?

My rendition of the our Father prayer would go something like this:

All daddies who want to fuck me, I’ll scream out your name, Your fly undone, Your cock will cum. On and all over me. Give us fuck sluts every day, I don’t need forgiveness or fucking saving. I was born right the first time, Lead my cunt straight into the arms of the foulest temptations of debauchery and depravity. Open the eyes of the holy to turn away From Fake Idols. For Mine Orgasm deserves the power and the glory, forever and fucking ever.. Forever a slave to my sex.. Oh, man.

To be so fucked hard and recite that prayer. Now that is pure blasphemic fantasy. I revel in it.

 

Mutilation Phone Sex is The Best Mind Fuck

If your seeking a total mind fuck then come on down to Hell where the weather is Hot and Mutilation phone sex is even hotter. Let my filthy needs of destroying flesh be fed. If it isn’t you I will castrate and cut up then bring me a viable meat bag in place of you.

On the contrary if it’s a game of Hunting that you crave. Well let’s see what is on the Open Season list. I bet there is that piece of fuck meat in season. Obviously my love of a little bind torture and killing is immense. Soon enough we will be able to slice into some young flesh.

Consequently, all that blood is mine. It is my will to fill buckets, a bath tub or even one of those tin farm tubs full of a virgins blood. Here is where I will bathe and this is how my pale skin keeps it’s purity. And the fire demon inside of me is enraged and all I want is to destroy you.

Mutilation phone sex

Let’s Castrate him and make him eat his own sausage!

Castration Phone Sex

Castration phone sex stories always get my murder pussy off! just the other day it became a devious little roleplay. I was going down on my boyfriends Christian brother. My boyfriend was in the room telling me how nasty and slutty I was. His brother was tied to a chair with his pants down. His cock was big and meaty and my murder mind was going off on how fun it would be to skin his cock with our teeth. I finally started biting into his hard cock hearing him scream was so much fun. He didn’t know we were playing a castration phone sex game yet. Slowly I bit through his cock and  cut it off with my teeth at the base. I had blood dripping down my chin and i spat his cock out and laughed at him. He was screaming and crying as I twisted his balls off I cooked up his cock and balls and made him eat them and told him it was a pity we couldn’t play more before I slit his throat. Then I fucked my boyfriend with blood and gore all over my body. We ate his body in stews and burgers and laughed about how evil we could be.

Violent Phone Sex and Being Led to The Gallows

It’s All Hallows Eve and I have been captured and declared a whore. Not even violent phone sex would save thee.

Now we are in the Dark ages and this makes me automatically a Witch. For no woman of Puritan values will let a man fuck her ass. But I gave my ass up.

So there I was being anally penetrated by the big dick of a man from the Church. And he immediately sounded the Bell and all the villagers approached and saw. That yes indeed I was the village whore and presented my witchery all over the village.

Obviously the biblical damnation of sodomy was set forth to send me to the Gallows. On this night the Night of All Hollows Eve I shall be hung. And not even a chance to be cleaned. No instead, and in secrecy I was violated and had my ass used at least a hundred more times.

This is a true story of a prostitute that had hailed to the demonic pleasures of sodomy and then was hung. In the village square as hundreds watched on. My neck was broken and my body hung limp dripping with the seed of ever man and son in the village.

Violent phone sex

Blasphemy Sex with Cora

Blasphemy Sex

Blasphemy sex might be some of my favorite sex, simply because of how naughty it is. You and I both know this is sinful. 

One time, I was standing in front of my house when two strapping young fellows came walking by, asking me about Jesus Christ. Tall, skinny, and wearing a thin black tie, I just couldn’t help but notice how sexy they looked. I just had this urge to corrupt their morality, so I lied and said ‘Come on in.’ They really thought they were going to teach me about the word, HA.  I got down on my knees and made them yell ‘Jesus Christ’ in a way they’ve never said before. I showed them what a blowjob was and how amazing a girl’s mouth can feel. They tried to hold back their smiles because they knew God was watching, but God just watched them blow the fattest load in my mouth. After thanking me for the experience, they ran all the way back to curch before anyone found out our little secret. 

Sex with dead bodies fuels my Master’s evil powers

Sex with dead bodiesSex with dead bodies gives my Master what he wants: power. I am his servant whore, bound to my Master’s will. I do everything he tells me in the hope he will keep me alive. But the things I have to do are so evil. I have been entrusted with the dark task of selecting his next victim for a depraved ritual honoring the Dark Lord. This perverse act involving carnal intimacy with corpses amplifies my Master’s sinister powers, and I take pride in serving his wicked purposes.
I have to find our victims wherever I can. The best place to go is a playground in a bad neighborhood. I lure them into a trap, and they become helpless pawns in my Master’s game of twisted lust and death.
When the victim is secured, I bring them before my Master, who savors the sight of their fear and despair. He fucks them until they are soaked in blood, and when he cums inside their little cunts I slit their necks open. On the desecrated altar, adorned with symbols of Blasphemy sex and ancient dark magic. The air is heavy with the scent of incense and the promise of unfathomable evil, and I fuck their corpses until the Dark Lord is satisfied, and sometimes that takes a day. I fuck them until they are just ground meat. If I am lucky, Master shares the power he gets by cumming in my pussy.

Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Are The Only Fantasies I Like

Murder Phone Sex fantasies

Murder phone sex fantasies get me off. I told a friend how I wanted us to take my dumb little sister to a satanic temple and sacrifice her stupid virgin pussy to the dark lord. We could cut out her tongue and sew her mouth shut and pluck out her pretty blue eyes. Then shave off her blond hair and boil her alive and watch as her skin boiled of her body. It made me laugh so hard. I told him after that we could fuck her dead body and cut her up into tiny pieces and feed her body to my family and friends non of them would ever know. Afterwards we could go to a catholic church and fuck in front of the alter and call Satan and defile the holiness of the house with our blasphemy sex. We could even get the devil to corrupt the congregation and watch as they do wicked things to each other every time they go to church. We could replace all the nuns with evil satanic nuns that love being twisted and evil and bathe in the blood of the holy ones. Murder phone sex fantasies just get me off so much more than regular fantasies. I love blood, death, and sex.

Blasphemy sex hails the Dark Lord with pussy blood

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is to serve the Dark Lord and gain demonic power. I do what I am told, and Master Daddy gave me the command to find our next sacrifice. A freshly ordained priest. A beacon of righteousness who met his end only because he thought I needed a savior! I played the innocent victim who was trapped by an evil man, using me for his evil pleasures.

The poor Priest was so naive. He was convinced that he could cleanse me of my sins and lead me back to the path of righteousness. He was a fool, and it was way too late to realize my sob story was just bait! He tried to leave, but my Master Daddy put a knife against his throat. He ordered us to take his cock out, and I started sucking it. He has a really nice dick; it’s a shame that he didn’t follow another path. He got hard so fast, which proves he is a pig just like the rest of us.

That cock was so hard, he was about to explode. Master Daddy stepped it up and ordered him to fuck my cunt for Satan. The Priest refused, so he got a slice on his cheek. He finally took the situation seriously and started fucking me. He was working that dick good. It was as if he was driven by some demonic possession; he found his rhythm, fucking me with a fervor that bordered on the divine.

Once he found his rhythm, Master Daddy stuck his dick in the Priest’s ass. We made a priest sandwich. He got a brutal ass fucking, each thrust, and the sharp blade sliced him. He was ordered to say he was a faggot whore for Satan, and he didn’t hesitate. He shouted as loud as he could. I think he was hoping that would save his life. But Master Daddy needed his blood, so after he shot his nut in that Priest’s ass, his throat was slit for Satan! Another Snuff sex sacrifice and such a highly valued one that my Master Daddy is more powerful than ever