Category: Blasphemy sex

Sinful Seductions: Embracing the Dark Side of Phone Sex

Evil phone sex

Hey, you sick fucks! Let’s explore the depths of darkness in the kinkiest ways possible. I’m talking evil, blasphemous, and downright killer phone sex.

Your darkest desires take shape as I, your sinful seductress, guide you through the shadows. No taboo is off the table. From twisted fantasies to devilish delights, I’m here to make your fucked-up dreams come true.You feel the rush of power as you indulge in blasphemy, reveling in the forbidden. And if you’ve got a taste for the macabre, I’ll tease your darkest thoughts, letting you live out your killer instincts, one fantasy at a time.

This ain’t for the faint of heart or the weak-minded. It’s raw, it’s extreme, and it’s designed to push boundaries. So, if you’re down for a sinful ride, come join me. Let’s embrace the darkness and make some fucked-up memories.

Sadistic Phone Sex a Lavishly Wicked and Evil Time

My Sadistic phone sex is the darkness and desires that hide in your mind. In the dead of night, my presence is a darkness that enshrouds you. My eyes are black pools of liquid night. And my lips, a blood-red promise of ecstasy and doom.
In fact my whole being is an embodiment of gothic beauty. This eve I am clad in a gown of dark velvet that clings to my pale flesh. And my whispers resonate within your soul, as if to claim you for mine.

As I am the succubus demoness that has come to take you. Your soul is mine and I will first mark you with the blood red nails sharp as knives.

Then I will move to your wife and in a sacrifice for Satan her throat will be slit. As the blood pours I will strip and cover my body in the sacrificial nectar. And I turn to you as you are unable to move with my power of control paralyzes you. Now I hold your gaze and laugh, that dark evil laugh.

Sadistic Phone Sex

Then I kiss you with my blood stained lips as I suck your tongue in my mouth and bite it off. My kisses are like venom, sweet but with an undertone of death. Each kiss drew out your breath, and your essence, as I feed upon your vitality.

Sadistic Phone Sex : A Feast of the Gothic Succubus

My body pressed against yours now. A dance of death as the cold of my flesh against your warmth, a contrast that heightened every sensation. All while I whispered words of ancient lust of dark fantasies guiding your hands over my body, encouraging you to explore the forbidden, to surrender completely.

My movements became deliberate, each one designed to extract more from you. With the simple goal of pushing you to the edge of both pleasure and oblivion. Digging into your flesh with my knife like nails I draw more of your life force to the surface.

This is only the beginning of my feeding upon your very soul.

Snuff sex

Sex with dead bodies makes me a powerful whore

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is a gift that my Master gives me when I have been a very good obedient whore. He used to force me to do all sorts of sick shit to corpses. I was terrified and disgusted, it took months before I was able to not puke. Then something happened to me, it was like a light turned on and I realized my Master does know what’s best. He made me fuck the dead over and over and then I finally had that moment of orgasm that couldn’t compare to anything else.

From that moment on I was his snuff slave whore and I craved sex with the dead like a crack addict. When I’m with a dead body, I am in complete control. I can take my time, explore every inch of their cold, lifeless form without the worry of judgment or reciprocation. It’s just me and the body, and the power that comes with that is intoxicating.

Since I have been such a good slave this year, my master let me hold on and do whatever I wanted with a few stiffs we used for Blasphemy sex. After they were sacrificed for Satan, they became my own personal sex toys. I scissored those dead little pussies until they turned to mush. I didn’t care that their smell was leaking all over the place. I just kept fucking. They are in kinda rough shape now but still very fuckable.

Ass rape porn of a different kind will be perfect with you

Ass rape pornAss rape porn of a different kind will be perfect with you! When you first think of it, you think of some young little slut bent over while a big stud is ramming into her. But that’s not what I am talking about. You are going to be the victim and I am going to be the stud, get it?

First, you are going to have to taste it. My asshole is going to give you mouth to mouth until you turn purple. The only air you will be able to breath will be sucked out my asshole slave. When I tell you to tongue counter clockwise be sure to follow my orders because I will not hesitant to snuff you out. There are plenty of slaves like you that will eagerly take your place.

My thighs will squeeze your head tightly and I will grind and smother your face until you’re totally broken. You will respect my dominance and as you gasp for air you will know better than to beg for my mercy. Once I have conquered your soul, I shall bend you over, exposing your vulnerable hole for all to see.

 I shall invite my faithful cocks, the masters of my twisted harem, to plunge into your depths, tearing away the last vestiges of your innocence. You will be their plaything, their fuck toy, a vessel for their perverse pleasure.

But fear not, for I shall be your guiding light, your shepherd through this den of decadence. I shall push your boundaries, stretch your limits, and lead you down a path of extreme sensuality and Torture sex. You will emerge from this dark odyssey, forever changed, forever mine.

 

Gang-Raped and Broken: A Victim’s Tale

 

I was tied up, my arms and legs bound, a helpless victim to their depraved desires. The room was dark, filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and grunts. I knew what was coming, and my body trembled with fear and anticipation.

“Please, have mercy,” I begged, my voice hoarse from previous screams. But my pleas only fueled their fire. I had been scouted and chosen for this very moment, and they were gonna break me.

As they surrounded me, I felt their hands, rough and calloused, grasping my body. I struggled, but my efforts were useless. Their cocks, hard and insistent, invaded every hole, claiming my body as their playground.

The gang-rape unfolded like a nightmare, each man taking his turn, showing no mercy. I was their toy, their puppet, as they thrust and pounded, driving me deeper into submission.

In that moment, I became their ultimate fantasy, a broken, sobbing mess. My tears mixed with sweat, and my body shook with the force of their pleasure. This was the fate of a gang-rape victim, and I embraced the darkness that consumed me.

Fuck my cold body in Necrophilia Phone Sex

Necrophilia Phone Sex

For my Necrophilia Phone Sex, I draw my inspiration from some of the newer horror movies that have come out. Not the scary parts, but there are a few that have these dudes just boinking the shit out of these “dead” girls. Always wanted to know what it was like.

Just me, completely “lifeless” on the table. You just come up and start caressing my tits, realizing I’m not really dead. Just can’t move. And I know this excites you more. The bulge gives it away.

And of course, fuck foreplay? Why when you can just stick your fuck stick in the hole of your choice, and let whatever fluids accumulate be your lube. No matter what it is.

However, it’s the fear in my eyes because I am conscious of what’s happening. Well, at least for now. Because witnesses talk, right?

Doesn’t mean you’ll stop having your way with my holes though. You got at least a few hours before body temp starts to drop. That’s plenty of time to even carve out some holes for yourself.

 

Tales from Evil Phone Sex with a sexy demon succubus

Evil Phone Sex

This succubus was feeling extremely horny. Given that it’d only been hours since my last meal had decided to die. Asshole just didn’t have it in him to keep his dick going along with his heart.

Granted, I did kind of just sap him of everything he had. Just wasn’t enough to sate my sexual appetite. I always need more though.

And I find my next meal ticket rather easily. All it took was a small wiggle of my ass in his face for him to fall prey to my charm. Saw the bulge of his pants a mile away. Hopefully this one lasts longer…

For I will start with sucking his lollipop cock, seeing how many licks it’ll take to get to the center of it. And with a little help of my power, I get him to cum easily. Milking him dry on the first go.

Now, you would think he’d be spent. But I have the mojo to keep him going. So I get my demonic alter ready for his sacrifice of his seed. And let him pray at that for a while. Taking everything he has.

Eventually I’ll take my fill. He may or may not expire… but that’s never my prerogative to really pay attention to that part. I just want everything from him.

Everything…

 

Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.

Gothic phone sex             Gothic phone sex blood red Santa is a vampire.  Once upon a time, Santa was given access to homes. Leaving the gifts on the back door. Never being invited in. He would kidnap little brats to change and bring home. Making them his slaves, to drain and make the toys. At the present time, he is invited into all the homes. The kidnappings have increased, the blood flows free.

            No one notices. Because he wears a red suit. As can be seen this will hide the massacre. The most compelling evidence is how the Home Invasion Phone Sex is a fact of life at Christmas time. He only comes out at night. You never see him in the day. The North Pole has more dark hours than any other place.

            Given these points it is a fact that he is a vampire. He gets to suck the life from brats. Kidnapping, and invading homes night after night. No one stops him. He has a standing invite into homes. As soon as he delivers the gifts, he eats his fill up the chimney where you find bats and only, they can go, do you suddenly see the truth of it all.     

            The fantasy, the role play, take your pick. The truth though is a matter of fact. Santa is the gothic red vampire who steals into the homes of the people. Pillaging and taking what he pleases.

            In the final analysis try and prove me wrong.

Sex with dead bodies I created… six months ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies

As much as I like being the victim, I like making them too.

See, this graveyard from our last adventure? Has a lot of skeletons in it. Ones I created. And ones I use to fuck myself with. Because bones never really go limp.

Best time to harvest a bony dong is around 6 months dead. Perfectly cleaned off of any of the gooey stuff, but also hard enough still to with handle the abuse I’m about to give it. A femur is usually the best one.

The head of the bone usually makes a really good for clit stimulation. With how round the knob of it is, can just rub your shit like it’s gonna give you life. Gets me nice and wet so I don’t have to worry about going dry.

As I will always end up shoving a fuck toy up my crotch so I can give myself a boner.

See what I did there 😉

Head of the femur is probably equates to being fisted. It’s a big joint, but feels fucking amazing when you use it to give yourself a calcium shaft therapy session. And you can go for hours if you have enough lube with you.

Sex with dead bodies is always a pleasure for me to enjoy. Even when my dear lover ceased to exist many moons ago.

Sex with Dead Bodies that I created

 

Sex with Dead Bodies

Just got back from the graveyard. My ex was left there though. Gonna miss his dick…

Well, he had to be there. He’s dead. Buried him there with another dude, as the hole was already dug.

But that’s not what you wanna hear. You wanna know why. Why is he there? And what happened?

So we had a kink of going to graveyards and fucking. Kind of a role play that involved sex with dead bodies. Except this time, it was for real. As I wanted to penetrate him with my own blade this time.

Started out like any normal time. He was laying on top of a grave site, pretending to be “dead”. With the most massive of hard ons ever as well. Practically pitching a tent with his cock.

I “find” this as I’m walking through the graveyard to “visit my long lost love”. Only to find this perfect specimen that I really want to have inside of me. To which I do oblige. And proceed to fuck him while he lay there, motionless.

Up until I drove the knife into his chest. That’s about the time I got some fight out of him. Also the look of disbelief that I would actually fucking kill him.

Of course I would. Does he not know me?

After a few more stabs of my knife, he lay motionless again. But still hard as fuck. So I took the opportunity to really get my itch scratched. And rode him like a Shetland Pony into rigor.

I did fuck him a few more times before rolling his carcass into an open grave. Should be happy he was at least getting a burial in a graveyard anways…