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Blasphemy Sex Sunday

blasphemy sex karmaEvery now and then I like to hit a church on Sunday.

Not to worship but to corrupt.

I don’t believe in the holier then thou, all seeing, all knowing and all powerful God…..and turning someone of faith inside out and upside down in their own place of worship makes my black heart happy and my goth pussy wet.

Entering the grand and ornate church makes me want to puke but I have butterflies in the pit of my stomach thinking about what I am about to do. I follow the signs in the hall way that lead to the Priest’s office. As I approach the door I hear him in there softly praying as he finishes working on his sermon for the morning.

I don’t bother knocking, I just push the door open. He looks up and smiles motioning me in.

I stride across the room and behind his desk picking up a rosary as I walk by. Before the words of question can escape his lips my tongue is down his throat and I am shoving his hand into my pussy, bald, wet and uncovered under my short skirt.

His mild resistance tells me that he wants this too. My hand touches his and he can feel me pushing the rosary inside my slippery cunt between his fingers as his dick grows against my belly.

Hell fire and damnation.

I bring him to the brink of blowing his holy load and stop.

I tell him he is going to escort me to my pew and as he gives his sermon I am going to make him cum. I have recorded our little time together and if he doesn’t cooperate I will show it in the middle of the service.

When he cums he is to scream “hallelujah, hell fire and damnation” Then he is to call me up to his podium so that I can see the cum all over his robe.

The sermon begins and as he is preaching I begin to pull the rosary from my cunt. slowly on bead at a time. Finally it is all out of me and I lift it to my mouth sucking my juice of the beads. His breath catches and he almost looses his train of thought. I hear him groan through his words and he yells, just as I ordered him to, before calling me out of the congregation.

Blasphemy Sex Sunday fun.

 

 

Knife Play Phone Sex Lessons

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex fantasies get my pussy so wet. I run this little school for girls. It is a training school. I assist dark little bitches in growing up to be sadistic women like me. You just don’t become a murderous, castrating whore over night. Behind every evil woman is a female mentor. Yesterday’s lesson was in dismemberment.  I had this annoying fuck who cut me off in traffic as our learning victim. I wanted my girls to understand the thrill of inflicting pain, while seeing how pain affects one’s body. I have a makeshift medical examiner’s room in my basement. Only the folks on the slab are not quite yet dead. This jack off was strapped down spread eagle on his back. I had him hooked up to a blood pressure machine and a pulse reader. We had not even begun the torture sex and his BP and pulse were high. I had an array of knives for the lesson. My pupils were so excited. One little girl asked to go first so I rewarded her enthusiasm with a big knife. She made some cuts on his thighs to see how his vitals skyrocketed. More girls grabbed knives and started cutting and stabbing. They giggled as he screamed in pain and pleaded for his life. That just turned us all on. He was close to having a heart attack by his vitals. It is amazing what pain does to the body. When I cut his dick clean off and blood spurted everywhere he actually passed out. No worries. We had smelling salts to revive him. I shoved his dick in his mouth so he would stay awake while my little evil angels took off his limbs. Had to use a chainsaw for his legs as he was quite stocky. Despite all that pain and blood loss, he did not die immediately. Of course when we chopped his head off that did him in. His head rolled around the floor with his eyes wide open as if he was watching his body die. It was a fun lesson, well for us girls at least.

Need a Teen Rape Porn Victim?

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Are you looking for a teen rape porn victim? If so…I’m the girl for you. Let me tell you why, if you will allow it. You see…my Daddy is a drunk, a big  horny drunk at that. I don’t know where my Mommy went, but she went far away. A place where Daddy couldn’t find her and beat her and fuck her. She left me here for that. So ever since I can remember (like thumb sucking days old) my Daddy would come home drunk ready to make me his little bitch. He has never been easy or gentle on me, I don’t even go to school because I am always covered in bruises and slash marks from him beating me whenever I struggled, or whenever he wanted to simply take out some anger. I’m basically just his little rag doll. He does whatever he wants to me, and there is nothing I can do about it. I’ve accepted that. I realize my worth is nothing, and I know the only good thing about me are my tight little fuck holes. In fact, Daddy has drilled that into my head as he goes back and forth from my ass to my pussy, and even as he passes me along to his friends. He makes me say lots of degrading things while I am getting fucked, even thru the cocks I have shoved down my throat. “I am nothing but a worthless whore” “Please degrade me” “Use my mouth and ass, please!” “I am nothing but a fuck toy for you and your friends, I beg you to use and abuse me to no end” All this is easily interrupted by a smack to my face or a cock being shoved in my mouth, but what can I do? It’s all true!

 

Don’t go into the woods

The crackling of the fire and the sound of her choking on her own blood made me warm inside. I was so warm I couldn’t feel the pain just yet. I was tied up being forced to watch them hurting my friend. Kali had stopped fighting. Her body had gone limp 20 minutes ago. I can’t close my eyes, I can’t look away. They  are forcing me to watch.

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It was 30 minutes ago when he walked out of the dark into our camp site. He asked if we were alright and if we wanted to share some fish he caught. Kali and I didn’t just want his fish. His shirt was off and we could see his rock hard body. That tattoos on his tanned flesh made both of our tight bald pussies throb. Kali and I stole some beer from our daddies. “Now are you two even old enough to touch a beer bottle?” He knew right away we weren’t even legal. Our assholes were puckered up, worried we were about to get into trouble. We did what we always do. Asked if there way ANYTHING we could do to make him forget our age. The way he licked his lips after he took that first drink of his ice cold beer made our pussies throb. I squeezed Kali’s hand as we waited for his answer. He sat down next to us by the fire, he opened his bag and handed us a big bottle of whiskey. We should have ran right then and there, He made our skin crawl and we were already too drunk to notice it was fear not sexual desire. 

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We smiled as he said “You two young ladies drink this here bottle and we gonna be just fine.” His southern drawl had my nipples so hard. I wanted him and the way Kali was looking at him, I knew she wanted him too. The whiskey was hitting us hard. I was so loopy and drunk that I could not believe my eyes. We thought it was just a joke. He chained me up to the tree and slowly cut my clothes off with his big sharp hunting knife, he gave me butterfly’s when he ran the back of the blade between my pussy lips.  I thought he was about to have kinky sex with me and Kali all night long. He turned from me to go to Kali, I thought he was just going to tease us both all night. He pulled out his big thick cock and made her suck him. I could hear her choking and gagging. Then I heard her scream… I could see him fucking her eye hole!

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He was skull fucking her as he stabbed her in the back with that giant fucking hunting knife. After 20 minutes he realized she had been lifeless for the last 15 minutes. He pulled her off his cock, there he still warm body on the fire and walked towards me.

Truly evil phone sex right here!

evil phone sexSometimes in life you simply need evil phone sex… and not just a little bit evil, I’m talking about truly depraved, twisted fucked up shit! The kind of shit where people die and they die very fucking slowly! Now, come on over here because I want to tell you a little story about this strung out whore i found walking the streets late at night. She was obviously a crack whore, she was barely dressed, all she had on was this skanky little dress and these ugly ass stripper shoes… bitch looked filthy like she hadn’t had a bath in weeks! Obviously there was no way I could let that whore live right?? I pulled over and asked her if she wanted to make some money… you know that whore didn’t even hesitate, not one little bit! She saw that 50 dollar bill in my hand and hopped right in my car like it was nothing. Little did she know that she had just signed her fucking death warrant! The smell coming off her was sickening, she smelled like sex and desperation, I knew that as soon as I got to my private cabin that this fucking whore was going to need a hose down before I would dirty my knife on her. It was funny though, she never protested, not even once! I drove her to the middle of nowhere and literally hosed this fucking whore down in my driveway and she didn’t say anything! I guess she was too high to really comprehend what was going on… but she wasn’t so stoned that she couldn’t feel every fucking stroke of my knife! That whore screamed every time I cut her… but she never even tried to get up! I didn’t even have her tied up and she never tried to save herself! She just laid there and let me kill her!

Taboo Phone Sex Party and Feast

Have a taste for some taboo phone sex with a twist of fate added for indulgence? Well if cannibalism phone sex brings you to salivation I will offer you sweet salvation. Bring one item from my list in order to be admitted to the Den of Sin motorcycle clubs event of the year. The List is printed on the flyer that was mailed out to a select few non-members so consider it your personal ticket to the event of your life, or death.

A virgin sacrifice is needed for the clubs survival, and well a dirty little secret about our founders, they are real cannibals and need the delicacy of human flesh to fulfill their life lines and ensure their ageless radiance. I guarantee this event is not to be missed by any of you serial killer types that have been successful. I will not have any in attendance that appear to be on the radar. I know who you are as I have my insider information.

Let’s get to the details, shall we. Under the open night sky we will gather at the center of our founders 30 acre plot of which is cleared only in the center. What does that mean? Well, the way in is heavily wooded and folks have gotten lost trying to find their way in. That is intentional due to the nature of our practices. Once you find the hidden circle of sin you will be welcomed by the visuals of the damned with young precious virgins tied to pillars, nude. You’ll find some of the darkest evil bikers gathering, with drink and fires ablaze all about.

There will be debauchery and chanting. You will inhale the essence of sex, blood, and that of burning flesh and hair. The most curious wonderful scent of culinary excellence is also there. You may be best not inquiring as to what the various meat offerings are. In the very center you will see an Victorian claw footed  bath tub with a fire pit in the ground beneath it. You may also notice a few deep ditches about and what looks like a wood chipper. Those are to properly dispose of the remains.

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Snuff Porn Road Rage

snuff pornSnuff porn was not on my to do list when I left the house to run some errands. I can be a dumb clueless blonde. I was self absorbed in my own world as I drove away from the mall that night. I was driving and texting so I never realized I cut a guy off when I ran a red light. Not sure how long he had been following me. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until he ran my car off the road on a desolate side road. I was taking a short cut home, bypassing the highway traffic. I hit my head on the steering wheel. When I looked up a bit dazed, I saw a shadowy figure in front of my car like something out of a horror movie. I rolled down the window thinking I had been in a car accident of some sort. He started yelling about women drivers. He was full of road rage. I got out of the car to apologize, but that angered him further. He punched me in the face. It must have knocked me out because I woke up tied and attached to some metal contraption. It was very dark and damp, clearly a basement. I was naked. I pleaded with him a thousand times over, but his road rage had only escalated. He took a baseball bat and beat me with it. I was helpless, tied up, unable to defend myself from the blows to my body. I felt my ribs breaking. Do you know what happens when your ribs break? They can puncture your lungs. I was starting to struggle to breath. I could taste blood even though I had no head injury. He laughed at me as my lungs filled up with blood. He sodomized me as I was dying. “Only good female driver is a dead one,” I heard him say before everything went dark.

A Day in the Park: Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesMy callers love to hear me share my rape phone sex fantasies. All women have them, right? It is just not considered politically correct to admit you have rape fantasies. I told this one caller months ago that one of my rape fantasies was to be taken spending the day in the park. Coincidentally, I spent Saturday at the park by myself. Honestly, I was not thinking of being gang banged or anything like that. I was just hiking in a nearby national park. Getting high, while up high on the mountains. I was not paying attention to my surroundings as usual and before I realized I was in danger, several men rushed me. I almost fell backwards into the gorge. I was saved only to be tied up by mountain climbing rope and suspended to a tree. At first, they just taunted me calling me names like stupid whore.  Then the torment escalated. They hit me with sticks and threw rocks at me like I was a piñata. I screamed for help, but none came. A rock hit me in the head. Blood started running down my face like I was in some horror movie. Talk about a wrong turn. I was in a secluded part of the park not marked by trails. I had no cell service. The men left me bleeding hanging from a tree.

bondage phone sex A single hiker came by what felt like hours later. I was so excited to be rescued. He was not exactly the rescuing type. He saw an opportunity and he took it. He cut me down with a knife, left me tied up and force fucked me. My mouth, my ass and my pussy were all up for grabs with him. He never spoke once to me. Just grunted like a wild animal as he shoved his cock in my fuck holes. I was violated twice in the middle of God’s country. Finally, a park ranger rescued me, but because drugs were found in my system, no one believed my story. They thought I got high and fell down a hill. When I got back to my house, my caller I shared my day in the park rape fantasy with called me to see how I was healing up. I will never know which one he was.

You should try camping my way!

snuff sexI went on a little camping trip last weekend, it was the most intense night of my life but probably not much like your camping experiences. You see, I went all by myself to a private campground that is pretty popular this time of year, there were several families all spaced out, each in their own tents about 40-50 feet apart from each other. My goal was to slip inside each tent silently, kill all of the occupants and slip back out undetected by any of the other families. I didn’t want any of them to get away, I wanted to leave a total bloodbath behind me! My panties were soaking wet when I slipped into the first tent and I came with the first thrust of my knife. I killed them all one by one and slipped out so I could make my way to the next tent. I killed everyone at that camp site, not a one of them screamed or begged for their life, they all slipped away under my knife. I left behind a total bloodbath… it was a gruesome scene for the people that found them I am quite sure… I wonder if they have nightmares about what I’ve done…

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I was walking home from playing with a friend and I was pushing my bike through the neighborhood yards until I came across some neighborhood boys. They were much older then me and asking me lots of questions. I was just trying to get home since it was going to be dark soon, but they were making it nearly impossible for me. They grabbed my bike and pushed me down and asked if I was the neighborhood whore like they heard. Before I could say anything the pushed their cocks out of their pants and began to pound my face. They kept smacking me around and they all took turns holding me down. They were grunting and pounding my holes. I was begging for them to stop, but the more I begged for them to stop the harder they took initiative to pound my little cunny harder. They laughed and did hand shakes as they took turns fucking my holes.