It has been several days now and we have completely taken over the local church and it’s congregation. They are all ours from the littlest to the elderly and they are all our servants. Our Satanic ways have consumed every one of them. Obtaining their obedience was easy. Fear is a very powerful thing and we have used it to it’s maximum potential. They have learned all the new hymns that we have created and they sing them while we perform our acts of pain and terror on the alter. We have sodomized the Priest and broken his spirit. We have impregnated the nun and will rip the developing little one from her body when we are ready. We have devised several lottery style events that give us the pick of the litter so to speak. So far we have spilled a great deal of blood on the alter that was pure and holy not so very long ago. Just because he wants them all to call him Jesus, the truth is that he is Satan, not just on the surface but all the way to the bone….and we love to play our wicked little games!
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Evil Triumphs
Taboo Phone Sex Family Rape Porn Fun
Taboo phone sex is my specialty. I have long lived a taboo lifestyle with my boys. My oldest son use to be mommy’s little boy, now he is mommy’s master. He went from submissive to dominant almost overnight. Usually he is good to me, but occasionally he likes to abuse me, even pimp me out. He was in one of his less loving moods recently. He had been looking at family rape porn and vintage bondage films. I guess it got his head swirling. He came home from school, grabbed me roughly off the couch and made me strip naked. I thought he was going to force fuck me to relieve some stress. Maybe give my ass a good hardcore fucking.
He made me put on a coat and he tossed me into the car. We drove up to the lake cabin. Nothing good ever happens to me in the cabin. We were not alone. There was a family there. WTF? He has pimped me out before, but never to a family. He shoved me on the ground, tied my hands behind my back and started forcing fucking my face while a couple and their two brats watched. “This is how you treat mommy whores,” he said as he grabbed my red locks and slammed my head on his cock. My eyes were watering as he assaulted my face with such force. After he came down my throat, he tossed me to the man. I assumed to fuck me, but the guy tied me up. As he was hogtying me, I noticed the little boy and girl holding rope. They grabbed their momma and followed suit.
Just two little tykes with evil in their eyes as they bound and gagged their momma. She didn’t put up a fight. This Norman Rockwell looking family was a taboo incest family like mine, only the brats were starting way younger than my son did on using their mommy. My son started fucking my mouth again as the papa force fucked my ass. The two brats abused their mommy in similar fashion. The little angelic looking girl took a big dildo strapon to her mommy’s ass with no lube while her brother skull fucked her with his boy pecker. They were calling their mother all sorts of nasty names and wailing on her fuck holes hard. I’m seasoned. She was not. Her ass started bleeding from the ass assault her daughter was giving her. My son was so turned on watching that little sprite force fuck her mommy’s ass that he came all over my face again.
We both were bound for hours. The brats took turns fucking us and practicing their rope skills. I had been pimped out for some taboo family learning lesson on how to break mommies into submission. I was being dominated by wee ones from hell. I’d never seen such aggression in brats so young. Bad seeds indeed. I actually felt sorry for her. She married the devil and bore his spawn. She has decades of daily family abuse in store for her.
Castration Phone Sex Inspiration from Snuff Porn Comics
Castration phone sex really excites me. You would be surprised how many men know they don’t deserve their balls. I consider myself a castration queen. I have no qualms about taking your balls on the phone or in real life. I’ve been saving the world one ball at a time for awhile now. Certain people should never be allowed to procreate. Some do not deserve the pleasure of cumming. Hell, some don’t even deserve the right to continue breathing. On occasion, some pathetic excuse for a man will hire me to castrate him and I deem him more suitable for snuff porn. Usually, any loser who wants his junk removed by someone else is so weak and wretched that they are worthy of death anyway.
Eli was one such loser. I was all prepared to take his balls. I watched some torture porn, castration videos, even looked at some hot snuff porn comics for inspiration on just how to remove his junk. I hate to be boring and just snip balls off in a nice neat fashion. The way I see it, if you want your balls removed with a surgeon’s precision, you call a doctor, not me. I’m like the back alley abortion doctor for castration! The more I researched Eli, however, the more I decided he needed a hell of lot more gone than his nut sack. He has sired 9 brats that he doesn’t pay for; been married 4 times; been collecting disability for drug addiction for years; and has several charges against him for animal abuse and domestic violence. Clearly this loser can’t pick a fair fight and his testicles are the least of his worries.When he arrived, I collected his money, strapped him to my castration chair and let him believe I was going to just give him the service for which he paid. He asked about all the plastic under the chair. I was matter of fact in my response, “I don’t want you making a mess on my carpet.” I tied up his balls tight to restrict the blood flow, strapped his cock to the board, then used my big jaws of life pliers to take his balls clear off with one motion. There was a lot of blood, which I didn’t mind, but it made him so queasy he passed out. When he woke up, he wondered why he was still strapped to my chair. “Because you are a drain on society. No one will miss you. And I want you dead,” I replied blissfully. He thought it was a joke, I read back to him his litany of offenses. “Mother Theresa would want you dead, you fucking loser,” I retorted.
I let him plead and whine for a bit on why I should spare his life because it was amusing. I channeled my inner Mrs. Voohres and chopped his head clear off with an axe. The blood was profuse. It was exciting to watch his body twitch, blood spurt from his neck stump until he finally went lifeless. I felt myself getting my angel wings for ridding the world of another dreg of society. Something I had seen if one of those snuff comics stuck with though. This image of an evil seductress like me, covered in blood, sitting naked on the head of the loser she just killed, like it was her trophy. I decided to imitate art. I sat on his head like a tyke does on one of those bouncy balls, rubbed my pussy on his dead head while holding his lifeless pecker and celebrated another dead loser. Perhaps I could mount his head to the wall like a deer?
Be careful what you ask for with me because you might just get it.
Domination phone sex
He started calling me a few weeks ago.
He wants to be my slave, my cum slut whore, my knotted dick lover.
Last night during our call he became my scat man.
I loved playing with my pussy as he grunted and dug into his own ass hole.
He finally shit letting out a very sexy low moan.
I listened as he did what I told him.
He walked into the other room, and wiped his shit on his cunt wife’s face.
He shouted in her ear “I am IVY’s WHORE! I love her bloody pussy, I will do anything I can do for her!!”
I laughed and laughed as he shouted at her over and over.
I listened to him rub his cock until he finished all over her shit covered face.
I wanted more, But our time over.
Sadly I couldn’t get him to bend down and pull my tampon out and use it for his morning tea.
I would have loved watching him drink a part of me.
Cannibalism phone sex
Something about the beach makes women stupid. I think it is the combo of sun, water and booze. I go down to the beach from time to time, looking for the too drunk party girl who is easy to pick off. She is usually the slutty one who disappears from the pack for a few days and goes on to fuck random men or women. She is the one who eats her problems, but not too much. I like them juicy. I like them thick. They cook up very nice. I have been wanting a very nice personal roast. I figured I start off with his chunky lower legs. I will skin them, cut them in cunts and wrap them in bacon. Cover them in flour and brown them in a skillet. Mhmmmm just the smell makes my mouth water. I’ll remove my meat and place them n a baking pan. I’ll add onions, chopped carrots, celery and so many spices to the meat gravy. After they are cooked Ill pour them over the meat. Bake at 350 fr 20-30 minutes. Pair with a nice red wine and some type of vegetable. Would you join me for dinner?
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Taboo phone sex subjects are my favorite for phone calls. Incest, rape fantasies, torture, BDSM, bathroom play, four legged friends, even snuff. You don’t call me if vanilla is what you crave. I’m a subby bitch whore in real life and on the phone. This weekend my son pimped me out to one of his friends. He does that often. “Why should one of my friends pay for common street hooker, when they can buy you. A suburban, classy, clean soccer mom,” he said to me as he pushed me into the arms of Edgar, a 45 year old co worker of his with a love for S and M games. I was blindfolded and thrown in the back of his van.
He threw me in a cage in his basement where I remained for 24 hrs in the dark with no food, water or human contact. I was forced to pee and defecate in the cage. Because I could not see, I was stepping in my own waste. I felt so violated. When Edgar returned for me he called me a “filthy pig.” I was forced to oink like a pig and roll around in my own shit. I wanted to wretch. This was not how I wanted to be treated. “You were bought and sold bitch. Stop your whining. I own you for at least another day,” he quipped as he pulled my head back gruffly and slapped a heavy chain around my neck.
I stood before him, naked, covered in my excrement, shackled and scared. He used a cattle prod to shock me, which made me piss down my leg further. He shoved the prod up my ass and I convulsed so hard I shit and puked all over the floor. These torture sex games went on for hours until I passed out in a pool of my body fluids. I woke up back in the cage with the words “dirty fuck pig” carved into my chest.
I thought that was the end of it; that I would soon be home to my son. It was just the beginning. I felt a fire hose turn on me, washing the skank off me. Naked, wet and scared, I was yanked from the cage, thrown in a room and sodomized for hours. Ass rape porn was part of the package. Edgar shared my tight asshole with about 50 of his closest friends. Instead of being covered in my own shit and piss, I was now doused in cum. By the time they were done with me, I prayed for death. I wondered if my son knew just how badly his business associate was going to treat his mommy? How would you treat your mother?
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The Good O’l Days
I remember when I was a little girl, and my daddy came into my room to play. To wake me up he squeezed my tiny little nipples ‘til they were purple. I remember feeling that it hurt so, so good!! He started kissing my neck ‘til he got all the way down to my sweet tight pussy. He would lick my pussy lips and suck so hard it hurt. Then he’d get those strong teeth and bite my little clit ‘til I bled. He kept saying….”You’re my fucking slut and don’t you ever forget it” and then he would flip me around, and shove his huge cock right into my asshole. My asshole was so tight he’d rip the rim every time. He’d fuck my tight little ass harder and harder, and then shove it right up my dripping wet pussy. I loved when he would cover my mouth with one hand while choking the life outta me with other all while ramming his big thick cock into my pussy. I couldn’t dare say or word or else I’d get punished. Mmmm….. Those were the times!!! I need a daddy to remind me how much of a dirty cunt I am.
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In fact, I am being used to show the new BDSM brats how it’s done. Master doesn’t mind breaking in new bitches, but he doesn’t like wasting time teaching them how to service him. He has been testing out the new girls, but I have to join in so I can show them just how to behave for him. Master is very particular. If you do not follow his exact instructions, he will hurt you. I mean hurt you dead. He does not have patience to school bitches in how to be good submissive whores. Luckily, however, the sluts at our sister sight are new only to the company, not new to the BDSM world. Many of the whores there put me to shame. I’m gonna have to step up my game as a good victim to be able to compete with the professional subs there.
Some of those bitches have been serving men since before I was born. Some have spent their entire lives in captivity. Some were raised in the sex slave world. Actually, I can be taught a thing or two from some of them about the BDSM culture. I am a total submissive pain slut and fuck pig, but I do more hardcore torture, snuff and rape fantasies then bondage and S and M games. Master says, though, I can teach them a few things about extreme desires like snuff, torture, gangbangs, knife play and killer sex role plays.
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Taboo Phone Sex
It started off with me being a typical little slut that I am. I was flaunting my body a little too much, asking for the wrong attention. Next thing I know I get a mask over my face and my hands tied behind the small of my back. This wasn’t the intense part- not even close actually.
I get ass raped, having my anus stretched out and bleeding down my thighs. My face gets fucked, leaving my jaw so sore from multiple massive cocks pounding into my face. I would gag and throw up and that only made them want me to choke on their cocks even more! My pussy torn in half by multiple men taking turns dominating me and being far from gentle. I endure these men pounding at my body. I wonder how much more I can take, and if my life was going to end.
I take blow after blow as they punch me in the face and stomach. They are so twisted it turns them on, making them have even bigger erections pointing at me. I take the beating I deserve from their cocks, fists, and various whips. I am a bruised and battered mess. I lay in the same place for days letting them have their way with me. They tell me it is part of the “initiation” process. I thought that was strange? What was I going to be initiated to?
I was going to be their little fuck toy that was a little slut that had to listen to every demand made. They let my body rest for a few days and took me to the mall where there was a play structure. They told me to grab a little blond one and a little brunet. The said I was going to help them fuck everything in sight, literally. They demanded that I participate and the most intense part is I enjoyed every demand made. I was eager to please them. They were after blood, tears, and screams. When I am not out doing this I fantasize about being someone’s next accomplice and victim, taboo phone sex is just enough to get me to that sexy, hot, exciting place in my head that I so badly crave.