Category: Blasphemy sex

Blasphemy Phone Sex Fantasies From a Former Catholic School Girl

Blasphemy phone sexSo many memories being bent over daddy’s knee in my little Catholic School girl skirt and being punished for the blasphemy phone sex that day. I always could eye a closeted freak and Catholic schools are full them. I started realizing if I got in trouble with Sister Mary, she’d bring me to Father John for a confessional. I sensed the sexual chemistry between them and thought this was my chance.  Wearing no panties to school wasn’t a new thing but I noticed when I’d put a thick black marker up my cunt during class, sister Mary couldn’t stop watching.  I started giving her quite the show. She was the hottest nun by far, young and innocent.  First time she brought me to Father John and told him, he asked me to demonstrate. I told him the markers he had werent thick enough.  But noticed a banana on his desk. I grabbed that and laid on his floor with both of them watching eyes wide open. I started fucking my cunt with the bannana right on Father Johns floor.  I noticed he started playing with his cock and a shy Sister Mary took over her nun outfit wearing a simple hot sexy dress with you guessed it no panties. She got down sucking Father Johns Cock as I kept fucking my pussy with the thick banana.

They fucked for a good bit and then Father John looked at me and told me he wanted a young cum dumpster and would I take his cum. I told him only if he fucked me better than the bannana.  Sister Mary grabbed and pulled the banana out of my pussy and like the slutty nun she was, started sucking my cum off it.  She then put Father Johns bulging hard dick inside his little bad Catholic School girl.

Father John was a blessed man, a good 13 inches and thick.  I told him I thought priests liked little boys while he was pounding th shit out of cunt. He said he tried but their assholes were way too tight for his big dick so he was moving onto little slutty girls like myeself.  I told him I’d take his big cock anytime any day. In fact I probably fucked Father John and Sister Mary 2-3 times a day the rest of my time at that school. Father John would be late on Sundays a lot of time and come from me giving him head in his office.

Sex with dead bodies makes Master pour out cum

Sex with dead bodies

Sex with dead bodies is essential in a lot of Necromancy rituals. One of my Master’s favorite is, Rosa Mortis Infectum. Every new moon, he scours the town for the purest, sweetest, most innocent thing he can find, and then he brings her back to his lair to sacrifice.

I have to hold her down while he fucks her virginal pussy until it’s bloody and raw. With each thrust, he grunts and groans, and I can feel his hot load filling that poor,  little hole. I hold on to her tighter, trying not to let her thrashing and screaming get to me, as my master delivers the final blow.

With one punch, he plucks out her cervix and brings it to the altar, where he burns it with the sacred flame. I watch as the flesh sizzles and burns, and I can’t help but feel a little thrill of excitement run through me. After all, I know what’s coming next.

Since I am my master’s slave, I have to submit to his will, and when he tells me to eat it, I do so without hesitation. It’s not the most pleasant taste, but I know it’s part of the ritual, and I’ll do anything to please my master.

I become his conduit to the other side. I am the connection to all the girls who have found death, and I can feel their spirits screaming and clawing at me from the depths of the underworld. I’m grateful that it doesn’t last forever, they start to fade out after a while.

Although, it is really exhausting how much he takes advantage of it. He fucks every single girl he’s snuffed but it’s still my holes. This goes beyond Blasphemy sex and My pussy gets so much abuse.

To seal the ritual my Master bends me over and pounds my pussy on top of her little corpse. He covers me in her gore as he jackhammers his cock into me.  He coats my pussy in three  loads of cum, and spits in my face. Once he pulls out his cock the voices start. Their whispers turns my blood cold every time.

As I lay there, spent and exhausted, their whispers turn to screams. That’s because they have become aware of where they are and who brought them back. They are at their loudest in the beginning. With the snap of his fingers he brings any girl he wishes into me and the Torture sex continues. 

Blasphemy Phone Sex Calls Are The Hottest

I had the hottest call the other day. Blasphemy phone sex is so fucking hot, I always get off during these calls. I love all kinds of calls but my favorite ones are those related to blasphemy.  It has always been my fantasy to desecrate holy objects, This hot-sounding mother fucker calls me and asks me if I want to watch some porn. I of course say yes.

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He leads me to a video of this hot ass bitch fucking herself with a crucifix. Immediately my pussy got soaked and I could not stop watching. At one point she was rubbing her pussy with a statue of the blessed mother. If you know me at all you know this inspired me to begin my unholy playtime. I started rubbing my wet pussy what a statute of St. Joseph. I was rubbing my clit so hard I almost came. I took out my crucifix and put it into my wet pussy and started fucking myself with it. This was a crucifix that had Jesus on it. It was such a mother fucking turn-on to see Jesus coming in and out of my pussy. I fucked myself with that crucifix until Jesus’ face was covered in cum. Then I licked my cum off of Jesus’ face and it tasted all the more sweet. I took it a step further and ripped some pages out of a bible and wiped my pussy with them. Now I am looking for something unholy to fuck my ass with. 

The Night of Debauchery: A Snuff phone sex Fantasy

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Let me take you on a journey, a descent into the perverse and forbidden. A phone call ignited a fire, a mysterious stranger with a voice like molten chocolate. Our conversations ignited the darkest corners of our minds, a match struck in the depths of depravity.

I yearned for the darkness he promised, a world where pleasure and pain intertwined. I was his willing participant, eager to explore the edges of morality. One fateful night, he suggested a game, a twisted fantasy of power and submission. I played along, curious and aroused, as he painted a scene of exotic torture.

In person, he was a vision of sin and desire. His eyes, like sharp knives, pierced my soul, the thrill indescribable. He bound me, a delicate sacrifice at his alter of pleasure. The night unfolded, a tapestry of sensation. Whips whispered across my skin, leaving it sore . The crack of leather, mixed with my euphoric screams, echoed through the chambers of our lust.

His teeth marked my body, claiming me as his possession. The true masterpiece, however, was yet to come. With a gleam of wickedness, he produced a scalpel, its cold touch against my flesh sending shivers down my spine. He sliced open the tender petals of my core, and I peaked, screaming his name in ecstasy.

They found me, satiated and drenched in desire’s aftermath. A wicked grin adorned my lips, a testament to the erotic horror I had experienced. This is a tale of caution, a woman’s plunge into her wildest dreams—a journey some may never return from.

Blasphemy sex with me will even bring Satan to his knees

Blasphemy sexAs I lay here, chained to this altar, I can’t help but feel a sense of euphoria wash over me with the anticipation with Blasphemy sex. My body is bruised and battered My Master has presented me to the Dark Lord himself. I can feel his sinister presence in the room, and I know that I am about to be used in the most wicked of ways. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, preparing myself for the pleasure and pain that is to come.

The Dark Lord approaches me, his massive cock already hard and throbbing. I open my mouth eagerly, ready to take him in. He grunts as he thrusts himself deep into my throat, choking me with his size. I gag and choke, but I never resist. I am his to use as he pleases.

He pulls out, and I can feel his hot cum drip down my chin. He moves behind me, and I feel his fingers roughly probe my pussy and ass. I moan as he slides first one, then two fingers into me. I am already wet and ready for him.

He positions himself behind his Snuff porn whore, and I feel the tip of his cock press against my tight asshole. I gasp as he pushes himself inside me, filling me completely. He starts to fuck me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my skin. I cry out as he reaches around and starts to play with my clit. I am in pure ecstasy.

He pulls out of my ass and turns me over. I spread my legs wide, inviting him to take me again. He slides himself into my pussy, and I can feel every inch of him. He fucks me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. I am his to use and abuse, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As he pounds into me, I can feel myself getting close to the edge. I scream out as I cum, my pussy clenching around his cock. He groans and releases himself inside me, filling me with his hot seed.

I lay there, spent and satisfied, as the Dark Lord pulls out of me. My body is covered in bruises and cuts, but I feel more alive than ever. I am Marley, a sexy victim whore, and I exist to serve the Dark Lord. I will never say no.

In conclusion, being a sexy victim whore is my purpose in life. I exist to serve and please those who are more powerful than me. The pain and pleasure that comes with it is what I crave and I am proud to be a whore for Satan. Use & abuse me with some evil Blasphemy phone sex!

 

Blasphemy phone sex: My Little Cunny Creaming Ecstasy

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I am writhing within these tight ropes; they dig deep into my skin but provoke pangs of desire beyond logic’s understanding – my body responds instantly! His voice whispers foul temptations; he fuels my fire even higher! His demonic charms caress my ears while he speaks; I succumb instantly! I am his toy in every sense! He could say anything; I am his bitch! He could spit venom; I drink poison without respite! My hormones rage like wild fauna; they entwine around him! Oh heavenly beast! My skin glows under his gaze; he turns me into his flesh fiendish plaything! I drink from his lips; his touch ignites intense passion within me! He molds me into his plaything; I am blinded by him – powerless against his enchantments! My little cunny creams as he pushes me harder; he unleashes desires fierce enough to break free from confinement! I feel something exquisite – an orgasmic bliss so divine that even gods would envy! My body throbs under his hands; he dominates me freely now! His gaze fixes upon me; his touch sends shivers down my spine! Unforgiving bondage binds me; he makes me cum harder than ever before! Every pore on my body responds instantly; his demons possess me entirely! His hands carve into my flesh; his touch sends shivers down my spine! My body writhes under his mercy; instantaneous pleasure surges through every cell! Oh world! Can one truly believe such things? Yet here I am – bound by ropes cruel yet satisfying every wish darkest imagination!

Blasphemy Sex- Makes Me Unholy Horny

After many weeks of not going to mass, I finally decided to go on Sunday. I have been a good girl and have managed to stay away. Why would I be a good girl to stay away from church you ask? It makes my pussy hot as fuck to play with it all over the church and penetrate it with holy statues and even candles from the altar. I guess this is left over baggage when I was a goth teen and was forced to go to church by my parents.

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Blasphemy sex was my Sunday pastime. On this particular Sunday, I went up took communion, and went back to my seat. I immediately started rubbing my throbbing pussy.  People began to clear out of the church and I went straight for the altar. I grabbed one of the crucifixes sat in a pew and began to fuck myself with it. Fucking myself with Jesus himself was so deliciously depraved and evil. I did not stop there I found a statue of the blessed mother and rubbed my pussy with it till there was cum all over her face. I then walked over to a statue of St. Peter and ribbed my tits all over its face, then fucked my ass with it while I had an altar candle deep in my pussy. Once I was done defiling everything I could I walked to the holy water fountain and took a piss in it. I walked out of the church. with a satisfied grin. I can’t wait till next week! I am a girl with goals, next week I want to seduce the priest and fuck him right on the altar. Stay tuned……

Bondage Phone Sex: My Darkest Fantasy

You think you’re so tough, tying me up like some kind of fucked-up dominatrix. Well, you’re right—I am a victim of your dark, perverted desires, and there’s nothing I can do to stop you. You’ve got me at your mercy, strapped down to that goddamn table, while the whole world watches. I’m nothing but a fuck toy for you, aren’t I?

Your evil eyes scan my body, taking in every inch of me as I lie helpless. A smirk stretches across your face, knowing damn well how this is affecting me. You enjoy the power you hold over me, the control that makes me so wet and vulnerable. I’m like a fucking rabbit in the headlights, unable to escape your sinister plans.

You’ve got me so worked up that my juices are dripping down my thighs. My breasts are heaving, and my lungs burn as I gasp for air. But you’re not done with me yet. Oh no, you’re just getting started. You want to humiliate me, make me your little slut in front of everyone.

While you tease and torment me, I can feel every touch, every stroke, and every whisper of your body. My body’s on fire, and my pussy’s pulsating. I need release, but you’re intent on keeping me on the edge. It’s cruel, what you’re doing to me, but by the gods, it feels so fucking good.”

Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

Taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex with the Priest who likes little girls and boys. I fuck him up and make him pay for his sins!

As the night went on Father Pedro’s confessions grew more lurid and his secret desires became increasingly clear. I knew he had a taste for young victims and now, with him trapped in this situation, I could make him pay for his sins. 

Taboo phone sex with Priest Pedro P-daddy confessions

This little whore smirked as I watched him squirm with shame and embarrassment, knowing that I had the upper hand. He begged me to stop, but I knew he couldn’t resist my power. I reveled in his fear and humiliation as I took pleasure in punishing him.

His voice trembled as he spoke, his words a mix of guilt and lust. “I never thought I’d say this to anyone, let alone a Violent phone sex teen like you. There are temptations too great for me to resist, and I just can’t walk away from them. I fantasize about hurting little girls and boys, and I know it’s wrong.”

Knowing he was spouting more than I wanted, I pulled what he was really doing to those doll faced slutkins! 

I leaned closer to the phone, my voice dripping with Evil. “You’re not going to get away with this, Father. No one is safe from your desires. You’re going to pay for what you’ve done, and I’m going to make sure of it.”

Father Pedro begged, and he tried to stammer out a plea. “Please, I didn’t mean to be so sick in the head. I just… I just needed someone to talk to. I never intended to act on these brat fuckin Snuff porn thoughts.”

My heart hardened at his desperation, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power I had over him. “You’re a sick man, Father. But you know what? I can play your game too. I’ll make you suffer for the things you’ve done.”

My imagination started to run wild as I thought about the ways I could make him pay. The image of a little girl or boy wrapped in chains, his eyes filled with terror and tears, flashed before my eyes. I could see their innocence tainted by the hands of a twisted man like Father pedro

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Blasphemy Sex Makes My Pussy Wet

Blasphemy sex is so depraved and wrong that it takes my pussy squirt. I am a nasty filthy girl and love to push boundaries.  Blasphemy phone sex is some of the most evil phone sex. I would love to be your accomplice and take a little virgin and help you molest her on the altar of a church. Pop her little virgin cherry while I hold her down for you.  While you are fucking her little virgin ass I will masturbate with one of the saint statues while chanting Hail Satan!

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During this kind of fantasy phone sex we can be as depraved and disrespectful as we want.  After our little victim has been robbed of her virginity, I want you to bend me over one of the church pews and fuck me while I taste your cum from her little pussy. It will be blood mixed with cum. That will be so fucking hot!