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Mountain Towns

torture phone sex marleyHitchhiking through the mountains soon. I can already see them in the distance. I decided to see if self-mutilation was any good. I took my Swiss army knife and dragged it along the inside of my thigh just below the panty-line. It let a trail of blood down my thigh that felt luscious, but it wasn’t as good as when I was being cut by those nuts in the woods.

I took the blood from inside my thigh and tasted it. That metallic tang had me puckering my face a little, but it wasn’t terrible. Then, I drew some along my breasts and throat, up to my jaw line. I’m sure I must have looked a sight to passers-by, but I can always tell them that it’s just paint for a costume I’m trying out. Halloween isn’t that terribly far off, after all. I hope someone will give me a ride soon, it’d be nice to reach my destination before Halloween, attend a few parties, and really get into the spirit of things, you know?

Welcome to MY church

blasphemy sexWelcome to MY church, I’m sure you have noticed that it is very different from most churches… in fact very soon you will be seeing just HOW different it really is! You will be the center of attention, all eyes will be focused on you as I slowly strip off your clothes and make you lay down naked on the alter. You will be chained there, your arms and legs spread wide and your pathetic little cock exposed for whatever torture I decide to inflict upon it! This is MY church and the only God or Goddess worshipped here is ME! I am your only Goddess and if I choose to remove this pathetic little prick of yours and feed it to you before I kill you, all you will do is thank me for the privilege. Did you really think that you would be able to leave this place? No, no, no, the only way you will ever leave my church is if you leave here in a body bag… I suggest you get used to the idea now!

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Snuff Whore Paulina

rape phone sex fantasiesDon’t ask me where or how, all I know is. For the last 3 days I have been nearly fucked to death or beaten to death or both at the very same time. It all began as I woke up to a line full of men along side of my bed with their cocks in their hands. One of the very first men I seen was my very own husband. No surprise! He then went on to tell me that if I screamed or resisted in any way shape or form I’d pay for it even worse than what I am about to! That is when he grabbed me by the head of my hair and drug me to the edge of the bed. Barely awake and eyes still blurry trying to focus he shoved his cock in my throat. I heard the other guys laugh and one shouted out “breakfast time bitch”. This definitely is not what I have pictured when I think of breakfast in bed. But then again with a husband such as mine I would not expect anything less. They each began gagging me with their meat. By the time I was on the last dick I nearly puked all over it. I held it down with everything I had in me. Knowing I would be forced to lick it all up had I made a mess. Once they were done skull fucking me I was ripped up off the bed and flipped over, I was told to reach back ad spread my ass cheeks as they all took their turn ramming their cocks in my ass and in no gentle fashion ether. My husband started shouting at the guys “fuck her asshole until I see blood” I laid there and took it and soon felt the warm sensation of blood run down the back of my thigh. I was then flipped over and my pussy became a pin cushion for all of their bloody cocks. My husband gave orders that they wrap their hands around my throat as they fuck me. I remember getting dizzy as I felt the first load fill pussy up and after that I must have passed out. Once again waking up to find myself covered in my own blood and the cum of many men.

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She was beautiful to you at one time wasn’t she? She was your everything but you were nothing to her. She fucked around on you. She is a dirty worthless fucking whore. Now she has called you once again. They had another fight and now it is your turn to pick up the pieces but you have something else in mind. That is why I am here. We met at a Dinner party and you really enjoyed the meat didn’t you. It made your cock hard knowing you just ate thick thigh meat from my last victim. You want to make her suffer, scream, cry and beg for mercy. She is going to tell you how much she has always loved you while she cry’s as I cut into her soft worthless whore body. Look she came to you with a cunt full of cum.. She was going to fuck you after she already fucked someone else? I Place the big thick knife into your hand and wrap it around the handle. I whisper into your ear all the things she has done to you. She want you to make her feel good but all she has done was hurt you.. Now it is your turn to have all the fucking power. Make her feel the pain and slide that knife into her skin. Look at how it slides right through her belly like a hot knife in butter. Make her suffer as I make you cum. It makes my pussy so fucking wet hearing her scream and begging you for help. Make her watch as you fuck my tight holes. She will never have you again. She will never have another cock inside of her worthless holes again.

Tormented Thoughts

torture phone sex marleyThey cut me loose in the wild today. I have no idea where I am, or how far off my plotted course for cross-country hiking. What I do know is that I have begun to feel these yearnings. Scary yearnings that seem like they would bring such utter bliss. I can literally imagine me cutting into my belly, running my fingers through it, and smearing the blood across my chest and face. I can imagine driving a corkscrew into my thigh and leaving it there until it stopped bleeding before removing it again. The images of me covered in my own blood frighten and excite me. I can feel my muff getting sloppy wet with the thought of my own blood drying slowly on my skin, like a body mask at a fancy spa. And, the scariest part of all, I’m kind of hoping another sadistic family will find me, take me in, and keep me until either they kill me or I kill them with all the bloody love we could share. My thoughts are scaring me today, will you help me?

Rape Fantasies With T

torture phone sex aubreeI had a great call today. I won’t name names, but T knew what a dirty little whore I am. I’ve thought about him several times and the rape fantasies that we shared. It’s so nice to talk to someone who shares that fantasy and knows just what to say to me to get me off. I like a very dominant, rough man whom takes control and takes what he wants. Nothing makes my pussy wetter. Right now, just blogging about it has my clit bulging and tingly and my nipples are so hard. His call left me breathless, bruised and wanting more. Do you share this fantasy? I’d love for you to call me and talk to me about it. Call me and take control, tell me what you’d do to me if you saw me in a dark alley, or in a park at night. Mmm, I’m on edge and in need of a release. Won’t you call and help me out?

I make good people do Bad things.

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Listening to you preach your bullshit about god makes me laugh. Last night you were not worshiping god you were god. You held the life of a worthless whore in your hands and your mind was made up. You were going to take her life but not quickly. You wanted someone just like your own daughter.. You hate her, you want to skull fuck her. Your daughter looks just like your wife and so does this little whore. Her long brown hair is the same mousy brown that your wife and your daughter have. At church you are the perfect pastor, the perfect husband, the god fearing preach man has blood on his hands and cock.

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I loved rubbing my pussy as your shoved your cock into her tight virgin asshole making her bleed as your tore her asshole up. I couldn’t help but suck her blood of your cock as you watched her turn blue as you wrapped your hands around her neck squeezing the life out of her.. Go on preacher man.. Preach about god.. How does it feel to have power like your false god? I’ll be waiting for you Sunday night with one of your sluts to fuck and burn after Sunday night prayer group.

Blasphemy Phone Sex with a Taboo Phone Sex Bitch

blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy phone sex is hotter than hell. Do I look religious to you? Fuck no. When I was a young girl I did very bad things in church. My parents forced me to go to Catholic church, but I had the soul of Satan even then. No innocence in me ever. I remember the time that I got my family barred for life from their church. The priest, who was likely diddling little boys, was droning on and on about asking for God’s forgiveness. Forgiveness for what? I was not yet the castrating, brat killing, murderous sadistic bitch I am today. I had nothing to ask forgiveness for. He was talking about how Christ died for our sins. I was a young school girl what the fuck sins did I have yet? Made me want to commit some since I was already a fucking sinner. So, I grabbed my mother’s  cross, went up to the alter for communion. I turned around, sat on the alter and fucked my cunt in front on the congregation with my mom’s cross. The gasps turned me on. The look of shock on everyone’s face was priceless. Just a little squirt and I was saying fuck God and Jesus as I ravaged my fuck holes with a holy cross. I think they thought I was possessed by the devil. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. My parents pretty much disowned me after that. They were forced to provide for me, but I never got a hug or an I love you ever again. They tried to commit me several times, but I outsmarted the doctors. I turned the tables on my folks, made it look like I was  just a troubled girl because I was the product of abuse and parental neglect. I was put in foster care and allowed to flourish into the evil sick blasphemous bitch I am today. Fuck God, Fuck Jesus and fuck the sanctimonious church.  It is much more fun to be a brat of Satan than a brat of fucking God. Us taboo phone sex sluts have way more fun than those innocent girl next door types.

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Ashes to Ashes….

torture phone sex karmaMy eyes are closed as I absorb the energy of this old and musky place. My hand is in my pants, rubbing my swollen clit, my nipples rock hard as the cool, thick air kisses my skin. I can smell the musk of time and feel the dirt and dust on my back. You can tell that it was once an ornate house of worship for the poor fools that believe in a martyr that lived and died on a cross so long ago for their sins.

What a crock of shit.

Now it is abandoned, long forgotten with walls that are crumbling. The alter still stands and that huge cross that hangs behind it is covered in dust. Behind the alter I have bottles of water, bags of cement and everything I need to carry out sadistic sacrifice for my Dark Lord.

I love bringing my sacrificial lambs here and filling these decrepit walls with the sounds of agony and the smell of blood.

There is a huge ant hill in the back and when I am done I drag the body out there and leave it. When I return the flesh has been eaten and the bones are left for me. I carefully mix the cement and add the bones to the walls of my sanctuary.

I just finished adding the bones of my last victim. Nothing makes my cunt wetter then revealing in my evil and sadistic ways. Letting myself enjoy the pleasure it brings me as I cum right here in what was once a house of peace, but is now my house of pain.

Blasphemy in the Church

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I went to church yesterday to gain forgiveness for sins committed last week but instead I feel I gained a one way ticket to HELL. The priest kept looking directly at me during his sermon and it made my cunt heat up. It felt like he was speaking directly to me and his words hit me right on the clit. I began to rub my legs together in hopes to stimulate my clit and it worked! I bit my lip as I silently pleasured myself in the house of the lord. When we went to greet the pastor after service he asked to see me in his office. My heart sank to my feet! When I got there he scolded me for being a disgusting jezebel and said I needed rebuking from the devil. He pulled aside his long black preaching gown and exposed his holy cock. He slapped me across the face as he continuously shoved his cock down my throat screaming “FREE HER SATAIN!” I gagged and choked on his cock but evil spirits were buried deep within me. I tossed myself across his therapy chair and held my ass out for him to ram the evil out of me. He almost thew up from the sight of my nigger asshole but he was on a mission for the lord. I admired his dedication as he forced his prick deep within my ass. I began to speak in tongues and he exorcized me. I felt the devil removing himself from me as the pastor’s anointed cum flowed down my ass tunnel. I felt physically and spiritually full of Christ. I caught the holy-ghost and thanked god for saving me from evil and washing away my sins. I am a lowly filthy nigger whore and the lord came turned to flesh and filled me with his love.