Category: Gothic phone sex

Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores.

Gothic phone sex            Gothic phone sex taking apart the teeny whores. Now, do you like vampires or werewolves. Perhaps you like to call them Lycans.  It is the more politically correct title. Just like if you really are one. Are you? That would be so hot.

            We could really take apart any of the teeny whores then. If you are Vampire, you will have to tell me which your favorite is to drain. Which vein do you like the most? Next, the question of inquiry is what type of vampire. After all, everyone has a favorite.

            Me, a cross between Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the Lost Boys. I can take Vampire Diaries if they are Damon or Klaus. Sexy hot vicious killers. Now they would really demolish a Goth teen phone sex little whore.

            All in all, I would be the willing and eager accomplice to anyone of those that have been mentioned above. Be a killer. In fact, Underworld is another prime example. Which is yours?

            If you pick Twilight, I promise you will never be an accomplice, you will be the victim. Pansy ass little sissy bitches they are. Together we will be sure to decimate you. Mutilate you and leave you to rot. Never give an inch.

            In other words, choose wisely. You will seal your own fate.

Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better.

Bloody phone sex             Bloody phone sex knives ok, skill saw better. I do so like getting things bloody. I mean a body can lose a few pints before death. Now we do have the goths that really insist they like a good bloody massacre. At the same time, they wear all black to hide the evidence.

            Now you tell me what fun it is. I could see if they were to help hide the stains but me personally, I am damn proud of those stains. As shown above there are many ways that I take a cock.

            Just beware. Loraina Bobbett was well known for the bloody mess she made. When she bit off the cock of her husband. Now would that be Castration phone sex or Cannibalism. After all, it could be one or the other.

            Time after time you will be shown the differences. What will be your difference. Huh. Care to share with me. I do like knives, but as I said skill saw they are better. Much better in fact.

            Like a chainsaw could be used. Then you would have the mutilation involved. Oh, the choices. Not sure which one I should pick. Should we ask the little goth girl that we are going to kill?

Uncle savage comes back to assault my fuckholes

Rape phone sex fantasies

Well it happened, the one and only fucked up uncle that abused, violated, and took out his pedo rape fantasies on my young little pussy growing up came back into town.  I was his incestual livestock, a young whore. I didn’t ever expect to see this asshole again but my master had different plans. His giraffe cock was the biggest cock I’d ever had, stretched my tight twat to what it is today.

He stilled carries his old brown leather belt, the one he whipped me with, tied around my mouth with a guzzle down my throat, his old tricks, twisted my tight little growing vulva, mommy watched him tie my knees to my shoulders, spread my cheeks, violated, assault my tiny fuckholes, torrential, splashing, and squirting. Bleeding out blotched cum, creamie, leaking from the gashs up my ass.  His dick, a massive rage head, thunder bolting the insides of my little rosy shirley.

Master choking me, spitting down my throat while uncle does his job, “choke on my spit stupid worthless bitch”. I’m in and out, can’t breathe, clamped up,  Dick down my throat, pathetic worthless slut whore, my uncles’s a savage, I craved his humiliation for so long.

Torture Sex is Evil and Sadistic at It’s Best

Torture sex is a divine intervention of a sadistic evil goddess and a loser crack head. I will truly intervene with the course of their lives. Once I happen upon you in the dark alleys of the city, forget about ever seeing daylight.
First you need to understand something about me. I abhor fat filthy pig crackheads. Filthy bottom feeders of society, and most of all entitled pricks and bitches. Essentially I have no like for filth and annoying elitists.

Next get this, daddy was a filthy crackhead and his fucking nigger dealers always came around and molested and fucked me. I was young. Unfortunately my mother was too busy with her dislike of having given birth to me and keeping me that I was shoved off on daddy.

While mom continued her coven orgies and being too witchy to need to care for me.
Finally as I gotten into my teens daddy was put away. And I had my mother and her coven to become my care takers. By this time I needed noone and partook on my own dark rituals and path.

Torture Sex is the Perfect Ending to the Thug Life… It’s what They Got

Finally I got to the point where I took to revenge on the nigger thugs that fucked me against my consent. My luring them to my dungeon then one by one they stepped into their own noose.

That’s right I lynched the fuckers as I recited their damnation and sent them to a darker place than hell.
First I cut into all of their nut sacks, and their screams were divine.

Next I took a nice bolt cutter and severed their dicks from their bodies. Finally I rammed a huge nightstick in each of their asses via a strap-on and fucked them to their last bleeding death.

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Genuine Snuff sex slave is buried alive for Satan

Snuff sex My Snuff sex slave life revolves around the insatiable lust for pain and pleasure that only a select few can truly understand. I’ve been buried alive for Satan, and I’ve never felt more alive.

As I lay there, under the dirt, I can feel the cold, damp earth pressing against my naked flesh. The worms and insects crawling all around me. The darkness is my only companion, and the silence is deafening. But don’t be fooled – my heart is racing, and my body is alive with anticipation. This is what I live for.

The memories of my past life as a mere mortal are fading away, replaced by the raw, primal instincts that drive me now. I was once a naive girl, trapped in a world of mediocrity and boredom. But then, I discovered the tantalizing world of evil Snuff porn. 

The thrill of watching others suffer and die for my pleasure awakened something deep within me. I knew I had to be a part of it. And now here I am forever a slave for a Master and together we spill blood or I offer up my own to the Dark Lord. I am willing to go as far as my Master wants, I just hope I get to live long enough to open the gates of Hell.

 

 

The Depraved Fantasies of a Slut Named Jade

Evil phone sexI’m Jade, and my world revolves around the darkest, most depraved desires of those who dare to call me. Today’s tale is a story of rape, torture, and humiliation that would make even the most hardened deviant blush. It all started when a young teen boy thought he could get away with harassing me in the park.Little did he know, I had other plans. I played the damsel in distress, luring him into my car and driving him deep into the woods. With a tire iron in one hand and a sadistic smile on my face, I approached him. He begged for mercy as I cracked him across the skull, but all I could think about was how much power I had over him.

I tied him up to a tree, his cock and balls exposed as he pleaded for release. It was then that my true intentions became clear: I wanted to make him suffer. I cut off his clothes and knelt down between his legs. I took my time, tracing my tongue along his bruised and swollen member before leaning forward and taking him into my mouth. His cries of pain only turned me on more. As I sucked him off, I squeezed his balls ruthlessly, choking him with my grip until he couldn’t help but cum. The taste of his seed on my tongue sent shivers of pleasure down my spine.

But that wasn’t enough. Oh no. It was time for the main event. I grabbed my knife and slashed his cock from base to tip, watching as his screams turned to whimpers. I kicked him, hard, in the nuts one last time before leaving him there, bleeding and broken. As I drove away, leaving him behind like the worthless piece of meat he was, I couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. This was why I did what I did – because it made me feel alive. Because I was good at it. Because I was fucking evil.

And so, my phone rang again… and another deviant’s twisted fantasy became reality in my demented mind.

Snuff Sex is The Ultimate Sacrifice of the Full Moon

In the Darkness of the night lit by a full moon Snuff sex is all that is on my mind. It’s that innate desire to ruin a young sweet innocent doll.

Obviously, this pale blonde and blue eyed thing is too sweet and pure.
When it comes to dark rituals the prime purity of a young perfectly pale little girl is essential.

Now I am extremely wet and turned on as I undress the little doll.
With me are two of my gothic black haired and pale skinned lovers. We are the Vampires. The Children of the Night.
When the Moon is full it is time for ritual. And nothing more exciting than a sacrifice of a virginal little girl.
Now that we have her stripped bare. The three of us are also naked.

First off, I make the first cut across the sweet bald cuny of hers making it bleed. As the blood begins to trickle I kneel in and I start to lick on that sweet cunt and take her life force.
Then I hand her over to my two apprentices. These two male Vampires will defile her with their rock hard dicks as they feast on her heavenly pale body.
Once they are done with her I will squat over her face and urinate my moon juice all over her violated cunt. Blood for blood.

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Blasphemy sex is the best with a ex-catholic

When it comes to Blasphemy sex, there’s nothing quite like doing it with an ex-Catholic. You see, I used to be a good Catholic girl, but I quickly realized that following the rules wasn’t for me. I wanted to break free and explore my lust, and that’s exactly what I did.Blasphemy sex

These days, I spend my time dominating and degrading my clients, pushing them to their limits and beyond. And when I have a cum starved slave for Satan, well, let’s just say your holes will serve Satan’s cock all fucking night. I am his favorite and he loves when a former altar boy becomes his whore. It’s sick, it’s twisted, and it’s oh-so-satisfying.

Once you are in the clutches of the Dark Lord, there is no turning back. You will be expected to be on your knees serving demon cock at my whim or pay the price. Trust me, our Sadistic phone sex will make the Virgin Mary suffer like never before. And who knows – maybe we’ll even make Jesus cry tears of blood together. 

 

Snuff Porn and The Dark Web Are The Best Things

For Starters, are you drawn to snuff porn and the Dark Web? Likewise are you ultimately feeling very sadistic towards little cock teasing or whining bitches? Well let me offer you some kind of outlet.

First off I cannot deny how I daydream about hurting a worthless Little fucking bitch. In fact every single fucking day there is not a moment where I didn’t have thoughts. Nearly intense desires to just fist a bitch to her death. 

 Sometimes, I draw out my little schemes of torture and violating some fucking whore. First we will tie the dirty little bitch up. Then we start fisting her tight asshole.

As I am shoving my arm all the way up her tight ass my cunt gets wet. Possibly because the little bitch has stopped screaming and began to whimper and convulse. No idea why it just turns me on.

Now just thinking about the snot running from her nose, the tears running down her face as she screams for mercy. This leads me to planning my snuff makes me so fucking horny. 

Finally, tell me something. Do you get turned on by thinking about what you’re going to do to a little whore with me? Maybe even thinking about how it would feel to watch Life slip from her eyes? 

So if this speaks to you, Call me if you are the dark inclined. Honestly  I think we could have a sadistic time together. Lets explore what filthy things you would do to a bitch. How you would find her and bring her to me.

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Woe is my pussy as a Gothic Phone Sex slut who just wants to ride a stiff one.

Gothic Phone Sex

As a younger one, I was on the goth side of life. Loved the whole thought of being that dark and macabre slut who’d bone a dead guy if his dick was the right size. Or a dude was defile my holes with his fuck rod, while I’m powerless to do anything. Cause I wouldn’t have a beating heart.

But, I’d rather be the one who enjoys the stiffy. I wouldn’t have to worry about keeping a heater going for the thighs, as my puss would keep the dip stick warm enough. Also, pussy stays wet, no lube really required.

Be as beautiful as that one scene in Nosferatu. Get to make sweet music one last time and have one hell of a ride while going out? Be as rough and gritty as you want to remember what they felt like?

One hell of a way to go. Gothic Phone Sex keeps just giving me ideas to play out too.