I always try to muster the courage to leave my boyfriend. My boyfriend Dominic is evil but I just seem to be so invested and addicted to his cock. I keep telling myself this snuff sex stage will soon be over. I need to stick it out I can’t waste all the effort I have put into this relationship. I will be damn if I let another whore be in his arms. It drives me mad just thinking about it. I will allow myself to be his sexual escape even if it means he needs to share me. Lately, Dominic is all about bringing a buddy over to help gag my mouth and torture me and make me their cum dispenser. My boyfriend gets real joy from watching another man degrade me and use me. It’s insane to me, but it makes complete sense too. He wants me to be a sex slave he made that clear from the first date. I thought he was joking, but it’s evident he means what he says. There is a weird part of me that enjoys it too.
Category: Blasphemy sex
He makes me do wicked things
Don’t talk to strangers
My boyfriend and I got the idea to lure some sluts to an abandoned house to shoot a portfolio. We were excited to hatch this plan and make it turn out just like we wanted to. We have been brainstorming ways to get our fantasy happening faster rather than later. We were all about just watching a dumb whore get on her knees begging for mercy. The idea was from a sick porn site we frequent. We just wanted to make foolish slut die and fuck her while her body grows cold. We have thought up every scenario possible so that we can have sex with dead bodies. Our primary focus was young dumb sluts who would fall for our scheme. We posted online looking for some youngins wanting to break into modeling, and we sat back and let the replies fly in. It was a golden idea. I knew plenty of sluts who would jump at the opportunity. All the nasty things began to run our my mind. These whores were going to get way more than a photo shoot.
Fuck a bitch up
Mascara massacre
There we were two pathetic stripper sluts feining for angel dust and doing everything we could to get our hands on it. We were druggy sluts that submitted ourselves to our king. We would be his ultimate puppets and whatever he said would go. After a late night of sucking random men’s cocks and working the stage we already used up a ton of our money on dope, We knew our supply wouldn’t last. Macey and I were willing to do everything and anything to get our hands on it. We were chasing a high, and we were going to submit to our master’s rules. Macey and I would make our master’s gangbang rape porn reality. Our master had a love for watching skanky sluts kneel and submit. He wanted our mascaras to run and our mouths to bleed. We couldn’t stop taking his cock till we were bloody. Feeling his cock thrust into our mouths for hours felt like razors probing us after hours of being used. Macey began to bleed first her make up smeared and her face all bloody gave our master more ammo to call up his buddies and tie us up. It was a huge fuck fest. Two druggy stripper whores are taking over twelve different cocks. Blood sweat and tears was an understatement.
Slave training sluts
Our unique client came in again, and he wanted us to remember why he is the most important of all. He grabbed Macey and I and took us a couple of cities over and decided it was time we showed him how nasty we could get. I was excited to see what he had in store for two sluts like us. We were all over him, and he liked the attention, but he wanted something much more sinister to get off on. Our MVP was all about Macey being drenched in blood. Macey was who he wanted to inflict some pain on. Our MVP wanted the little bitch screaming in pain so he could bust his load. We got to a secret building, and we had to go thru a back alley door, It was pretty bizarre when we got there we saw a ton of guys and girls partying and having orgies left and right. We were going to get a every dick in the house and after we have had every guy, he fucked us. I was handed a mini pocket knife although he wanted her stabbed head to toe he tried to start Macey off slow. Eventually, he wanted both of us strangled and lifeless so he could have sex with our unresponsive bodies. Torture sex is his thing, so that’s what we were going to give him. Once we were done taking all the dicks, we had to take his. We were both pretty shock he wanted leftovers, guess he liked used up sluts covered in cum and blood too. It was Macey’s time to be tortured I knew next time it would be all me. I was his accomplice this time next time I wont be so lucky.
Boyfriend from hell
I was rubbing on my boyfriend’s cock after watching some bad movies with him. I wasn’t into the whole rape fantasy he had in mind, to be honest, we only been dating about a month so I was a bit prudish. I wanted to be exciting and show him that I was fun. I guess I should have kept my hands to myself because he wasn’t going to let me tease him. I thought a hand job would do the trick but I was so wrong he was going to fuck the me till I bled. I kept yelling no and he was loving it. I was making his rape fantasy reality. I was wishing he was just playing with me but I quickly saw he was so serious. I had no choice but to take it. He was enjoying the snuff sex he was subjecting me to. I could tell he was so turned on by every scream I let out it just gave him more fuel to keep pounding me and choking me out.
Evil as Fuck Snuff Sex
You are a poor excuse for a gentleman and even less of a fucking human in how you chose to act when I agreed to a date. It’s no surprise I started to make elaborate plans in my head for a real snuff sex revenge on your pathetic ass. I really love the scheme I came up with and really plan on putting you in your god damned place, dumb fuck. I fucking haven’t a care in the world the next day while driving to a place that you are known to hang out at. I lure your pathetic ass over pretending to apologize for being a bitch towards your lewdly lame ways.
My apology resulted in snagging you in my suv, chloroforming you, and driving you off to an abandoned church. Pulling you from the sleep I coax you into the church telling you how I always wanted to fuck here. It’s too bad that I am giving the dick and your not going to enjoy one bit of it’s penetration. I’m set out to ruin your ass and using your blood to make an offering to my Dark Lord. Your penis was about to be useless anyway and that gaping ripped ass made a great candle holder for the ritual as I carved you to pieces and tossed them to the Wolves.
Punished for blasphemy
Having blasphemy phone sex makes me giggle because i’m such a bad girl, I burn up into flames every time I step foot in any sort of holy and sacred space. While at church with Master on this fine Sunday, he summoned the priest into the back room where he was holding me at so that he could repent me of my sins for scolding the Lord’s name in vain. Master hates when I am outspoken against his religious beliefs and demands that I receive the highest form of punishment in repayment for my outlandish words and thoughts. The nasty shit I say about religion and the way I use Jesus’s name in all the wrong ways only makes them become more furious. They tied me up and bound my wrists and ankles together so that I was at full submission to them. Master and the priest spread my cunt up as they were each gripping on to a crucifix with an evil look in their eyes. They plunged the sharp blade of the crucifix into my fuck holes, making me explode with blood and scream for mercy. Their sadistic laughing while torturing me was so fucking terrifying. Master made me open my mouth wide so that he could piss in it. I slipped into an unconscious daze from the loss of blood and they left me there in a puddle on the floor so that I could bask in my bad behavior and realize how painful the consequences are for my actions. Blasphemy sex is so fucking violent when you’re a rotten snuff slut like me.
Cock sucking in church
I liked sucking the soon to be priest cock so much that I decided to go back and corrupt some more motherfuckers. I just get so turned on thinking about all the bad shit I’m doing. I know I can get away with almost anything and that in itself drives my pussy wild. I never thought I would be frequenting the chapel to corrupt motherfuckers. I just like watching a family man with his tots and wife, I like targeting and making the one that catches my eye, my next victim. These assholes are falling into the pit quicker than I thought. All it takes is a couple of smiles and a short skirt and some body language to make them my little sinning souls. I like to suck their cocks right there in the confessional or when everyone is gathered for Sunday brunch. It is like a roleplay you wish you could live out in one of those cheap phone sex sites. I just like making fantasies reality. I like making these fuckers my sinning pigs. I love to bring out their true colors. I know all this uptights motherfuckers can’t resist me and my hot young pussy.
Blasphemy Sex with Blair
He wanted blasphemy sex. He wanted me to hail Satan and curse God as we fucked. I may not be the most religious woman around. I worship at the house of cocaine, but it made me queasy to say what he wanted. If I didn’t deliver him a blasphemous hot time, he would have killed me. He made that very clear. My life depended on me telling him how much I love Satan. He gave me a cross and told me to fuck my whore pussy with it. Again, the thought of doing that made me uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as being dead. That would be something I couldn’t bounce back from. I spread my whore legs and I fucked my cunt like Linda Blair did in The Exorcist. I was bleeding from my pussy. I licked off my own pussy blood as I renounced God and begged for Satan to put a love brat inside my belly. I talked about wanting to have Satan’s spawn. My captor was aroused. His cock was hard listening to my blasphemous mouth. I would be spared snuff sex if I kept it up. I thought of all the horror movies I have seen in my life. I thought of all the peril I have been in and no higher power came to my aid, like now. This guy snatched me off the street. He was high as fuck and wanted to party. I thought he had coke, so I went begrudgingly. He chained me up to a beam in an abandoned warehouse. He yelled and screamed at me for hours. Made me hail Satan and sing blasphemous songs. I never got any coke either. I got shot up with heroin. I woke up in my own puke this morning with a bloody cross in my ass and a pentagram carved into my forehead. Being a slave to coke is dangerous.