Category: Blasphemy sex

Happy Bloody Thanksgiving Everyone! From Your Girl Yara! What You Got To Be Thankful For?

Yeah, I said it, exactly what that fuck do you sheep have to be thankful for? Being led to slaughter by the powers that be?  You run your asses to the supermarket and buy a whole bunch of nothing cause you were told that is what you supposed to be doin’? Killer phone sex

Well, that’s just fine .

You run out on Black Friday to buy a whole lot of stuff you don’t need? Do you really even want it? Ok, that’s fine. But know this, the holiday season is the perfect time for me and my Thrill Kill Posse to be out on these streets taking advantage of the opportunity presented to us. Like when Y’all all shopping on Black Friday and fighting each other over PlayStations and Flat Screen Televisions, meanwhile you ain’t keeping an eye on your kiddos. That’s when we slip in through the crowd and relieve you of that responsibility. Trust me the little ones? We can get a premium for them . We can sell them to our snuff film associates or our cannibal friends. They love some fresh kiddo kill for the holidays. 

Trussed just like a turkey.

Oh yeah .

By the way, Happy Thanksgiving. Lol.

I gave it all up for snuff sex

snuff sex

Snuff sex with my boyfriend’s new employee makes my pussy so wet. He knows how to use me and make me crave his huge black cock. When I come to him I know he’s going to fuck me in the best ways possible. Theres not much I need but him fucking me and putting me on my knees. Theres only a nice big climax that I am looking forward too and its what I really am always wanting so badly. I’m going to be worhsiping his big juicy cock and balls and will be giving up my life to be his fuck slut. Theres something so hot about being so into a cock and wanting to do anything possible to get lost in it and give everything up for it.

torture sex is cruel

torture sex

I had his screams echoing in my head. All I could think about was him forcefully ruining my life in every which way. He wanted me to do this one thing, and after I complied, he promised he would leave me alone for a while, but if I didn’t, id has hell to pay. Well, I have paid hell before when it comes to his standards. Those days followed by weeks and months have been the worst of my life. The last time I disobeyed him, I was malnourished and beaten for months. Every Friday and Saturday, it was gangbang central and a gnarley brawl all on me. All his lowlife friends would take turns using me, and it was the torture sex you would only see in the worse snuff scenes ever. Now I have to lure some young girls and be his accomplice; if I don’t, he will make my last torture session seem like a cakewalk.

Blasphemy Phone Sex Because The Devil is More Fun

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is popular. Personally, I do not believe in anything I cannot see and understand. I do not understand these fools who give their money and souls to the church. Stupid. I mean you are letting some mouthpiece drain your wallet for the promise of something better in the afterlife? What about something better now? I love to break into churches and desecrate them. I had an accomplice on Saturday night. We destroyed this local church that wants to put women back in the dark ages. The preacher is some Pentecostal tyrant who believes women should be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I did some research on him. Stalked him for months and found out all sorts of unsavory things about him. He is embezzling money from his stupid flock to pay for hookers. My friend and I decided to expose him. We had blasphemy sex in the pews first. Fucked our brains out and left cum and piss all over the church. We destroyed the Bibles. Word of God? Bullshit. Word up, Satan. Evil is here on earth and should be celebrated. I mean the devil has more fun, right? The preacher busted us, so we had to kill him. He was in the church with his hired whore. He was desecrating his own church with a rent a whore. We killed them both and left their bodies on the alter like a ritualistic sacrifice to Satan. We positioned them naked. I wanted to shock the stupid flock when they came in to worship the next day. We gutted them both like pigs. Blood, organs, and guts were all over the alter. It was a bloody phone sex massacre. The church smelled like death. It looked like something out of a snuff flick. Maybe the flock will know what a false prophet their leader was and come over to the dark side. The Devil is more fun.

Rape phone sex fantasies are taboos in the making

Rape phone sex fantasiesAmong my Rape phone sex fantasies I’ve always had one that stands above all else, but I could never find a boyfriend cray enough to try it with me. I lay back, slip my hand in my panties, and think about a gang of men breaking into my house in the middle of the night. They all wear black masks and all the only thing I can see is the lust in their eyes, hungry like wolves and ready to molest me. They snatch my boy and force him into my room where I’m already awake and stripped naked. They put him in a chair in the middle of the room and tie him up for Bondage phone sex with his young dick in his fist and forced him to look while they use me for their own sick pleasures.I’m terrified the whole time but that doesn’t stop my slick little cunny from getting wet and begging me to get fucked. My son was really jacking his cock as he watched them treat me like a fucking cheap slut. I could feel the frozen metal kiss of a pistol against my temple, keeping me from struggling against them. Suddenly a throbbing cock gets shoved in my cunt, another forced into my asshole, and a third choking me down my throat all while my boy gets himself closer and closer to cumming, becoming conditioned to seeing Mommy get fucking used like the slut she is, played with and treated like a whore meant to be broken for their fun and flavor. I can’t imagine how much that’d fuck with our relationship, but it makes it so much hotter. Oh fuck I think I’m gonna cum just thinking about it! My fingers are slipping into my cunt and drilling me a moment of raw bliss just thinking about his face as he cums watching me get abused and hurt for Bloody phone sex.

Blasphemy sex can be Sadistic phone sex

 

Blasphemy sex

I have bruises all over my body and my pussy is swollen. Mom, I haven’t done anything. I keep hearing noises in my room and hands reaching out touching me body parts inserted in me. When scream out for my mom hoping she comes into the room to catch what’s going on she never sees anything. One night I see a man in a brimmed hat a broom and A BBC. He beats me with the broom until I’m bloody on the ground. He forced me choking me till I couldn’t breathe. Shoving that BBC up my ass ripped me to my pussy hole. I couldn’t move I couldn’t wake up I was stuck at this moment with him raping me and beating me.

Blasphemy sex

One night when I was laying in bed with my mother for her protection. He showed up eyes glowing red picked me up by my mouth and started beating me punching me in the mouth. He is choking me against the wall. My nose is bleeding my mouth is bleeding I don’t know what to do. My mom woke up from the screaming. Yelling what are you doing are you ok I was telling her there was a man right there, but she sees nothing. Then just like that, he’s gone. This happened for weeks before my mother decided I was possessed and needed a seance. When she called the priest over leaving us alone, so he can try to expel the demon from me. The demon was too strong making the priest rips off my clothes. He defiled me shoving his Dick into my pussy in real life. His hands are still on my head trying to pray for me. This Blasphemy sex lasted long and hard as I screamed for my mom, but she never came into the room.

Snuff sex secrets

snuff sex

Michael asked me to write about his dirty snuff sex secrets. My caller Michael loves to tell me all about his daughter and how she was unable to speak, so he was able to take advantage of her.

All he would do with her day and night was torture her little body and let her little pussy be engulfed with his cock. Every inch slid deep inside that little cunt of hers.

One day he took it board, and thru the screams, he injected her with a lethal dose of tranquilizers. Her little body grew cold, and his cock got more challenging.

There Michael was fucking her dead body enjoying necrophilia like the good pervert he is and will always be. Michael didn’t have to do much to cover up his daughter’s death, as she was pronounced dead via a seizure. The girl suffered many severe side effects and medical issues that no one would think twice.

Now Michael calls me and tells me all his dirty stories.

Evil phone sex obsession

evil phone sex

I got into this stuff because I learned how much my boyfriend loves evil phone sex. It was a complete accident, but once I uncovered the truth, there was no going back. All he wanted was to use my cunt and make me bleed. The beatings got worse and worse. It became like a monster that couldn’t control himself. Still, I couldn’t leave, and once it fucked me up mentally, I was forever a snuff lover.

Now I can’t cum unless I am in a pool of blood. It’s sick and sinister, but the pain makes me go crazy. The only way to get my cunt wet is by you whipping me or brutally using me. I’m forever a snuff doll for men.

accomplice phone sex for him

accompliace phone sex

I have managed to get on my master’s good side. I know a bit of strategy is what it takes for him and him to get on the right page. The nastier and more perves I am for him, I endure anger.

Ever since I figured it out, I have begun to use this tidbit to my advantage. I won’t deny that it is too some fine-tooth combing to figure out how to approach the situation.

I am so glad I was able to make my master quite happy when I brought over my friend to use. It’s pretty easy to degrade that one she slept with the whole school. A little accomplice’s phone sex has gotten me into the mood to destroy for master.

Its payback time

blasphemy sex

I have a great internship with a rule that if we ever feel threatened we can get support if we seek it. Well, the janitor at the place I was interning would give me the heebie jeebies. All he would do was wait for me to get off work and try to get alone with me. I felt so threatened that I reached out to the higher ups.  Little did I know how fast they would act, and fired the man. A part of me felt terrible, but another part felt relieved. 

Several weeks went on and everything was going dandy. It was a late night at the office finishing a project and school work I was tied up. As I made my way to the car garage I felt someone attack. I woke up in an unfamiliar place. There he was Mr. Luther ready to give some payback for making him lose his job.

There was satanic symbolism all over the place and he began to tell me how much he worshipped satan and how he’s going to make me pay for what I did to him.

fear struck my body but I was about to give into blasphemy sex or wind up dead.