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Blasphemy Sex Gets Bloody With Sadistic Goth Teen Whore

Blasphemy Sex

Blasphemy sex with my satanic step-daddy is so hot especially after mommy got hit by the train. her legs don’t work anymore and I show mommy what a satanic little whore I am. We even show her what we do with her precious twin daughters, those stupid blond whores. One we sold to a bunch of mean sadistic gang members and they beat and torture her daily. We have a live stream to watch it all. The other we torture and fuck, just last night we ended it though. we poured gasoline on her and filled her pussy full of fire works…. I guess she just couldn’t handle the heat. I laughed and sucked my step daddy’s cock as she screamed in agony and rode his fat cock. we hailed Satan and decided to put an end to that handicapped bitch mother of mine. I turned the water heater all the way up and threw her into the shower. We cooked her alive and painted pentagrams on the bathroom wall and fucked each other sealing our satanic bond with each other. I told him we should have blasphemy sex at the church my mother loved and desecrate that space. It was so sexy. I just love being an evil satanic slut.

Blasphemy Sex in God’s House After Sunday School

Blasphemy SexGrowing up, My Parents were very religious. Church every Sunday, and again every Wednesday night. As I’ve grown up, I’ve now got My Own Beliefs. I just don’t feel guilty by being turned on by Blasphemy sex. It’s naughty, it’s taboo, and it’s fucking hot.I needed to get fucked, and the only way I could see Aaron was by attending church. Let me tell you what fucking happened.

Yesterday, I went to church with this guy I’ve been seeing. His parents make him go to church every Sunday Like mine used too. So He invited me, and I even Dressed up really nice, Nice for me means my ass isn’t hanging  All the way out of my skirt.. My Dress was rather low cut, and I wore a push up bra so my tits set kind of high.

When I got there I noticed all the women wore No make-up, long sleeves and long skirts. I am the only slut in here, was my first thought. I Just knew it was one of those crazy, holy roller, snake handling churches. Then,  I heard them calling me a whore. Whispering That I was a Slut. Judging me. Expected.

It really pissed me off. But, It didn’t stop there .

Sunday School was boring a fuck, But I Did notice all the teenage boys staring at me. I mean, Im a teen too, But the youth group boys acted like they had never seen a girl in their life. I teased them, sucking on a blow pop the youth Pastor Gave me. I Thanked him, by spreading my legs wide, revealing I wasn’t wearing any panties. He smiled, and I winked. Aarons cute, but he is fucking stupid and oblivious. My Cherry red lips, Licking that sucker was making their cocks stick up. I just wanted to show them what sins of the flesh really were. How good it would feel to give in to your sex.

Instead Of Learning about Noah’s Ark, I was wanting to show how they could take me, 2 by 2.

We sat in the front row, so the preacher was looming over us as he did his sermon. He stared at me, narrowing his eyes while he talked about Jezebelles. So, I undid another button on my dress, really making my tits pop out, and licked my Lips while staring at The Man of God giving us the good word. I made him stumble reading the scriptures, and that made me giggle.. I teased Aaron, rubbing his thigh. His mother did not approve.

Bored as fuck, my mind wandered. This church had those kneeling benches and all I could think about was How I could give Aaron the best fucking blow job on one of those. He could sit right on the fucking altar, and I could suck his cock perfectly. I could worship his dick, Like he was a God.

God Of The Flesh

Then, my mind wandered to sodomy. You know these church pews are the perfect height, for being bent over, and getting fucked in the ass. When I said that to Aaron, he burst out laughing. The pastor shot us a mean look. All I could think about was seducing him, he looked like an up tight mother fucker that needed to blow his load, maybe it would make him a little nicer.

I plan to go back, but next time. I’m going to seduce the Preacher.

 

Gothic phone sex, let’s me connect to spectral lust

Gothic phone sex Gothic phone sex, here in the cemetery, is the perfect setting for us. It’s a communion, a bizarre symphony where pleasure and pain intertwine in the night. But I’m not the one stroking you—it’s her. The ghost, the last snuff victim, my Daddy Master. Her lust was undiminished by death, and I need some pleasure too. She’s fucking your mind, making your cock throb with a desire that’s both spectral and sinfully real, all to my satisfaction.
It’s not often that I get to enjoy anything; I am told what to do, and I do it, but now and again, I get to enjoy the sensual experiences of those who have passed on. The moon casts a gothic glow through the weeds and tombstones, as we fuck among the graves. I imagine that this was a ritual that’s as old as the spirits themselves.
Ghostly Fantasy phone sex becomes our medium, a bridge connecting the living to the restless dead. This orgasm isn’t just a release; it’s a celebration of sensual blasphemy, a sacred defilement. Fuck it feels so good when those ghostly fingers work up and down on my body and then start to jerk you off. It’s crazy to be stroked off by a ghost and a snuff slave, but it does feel amazing,

Three Twisted Wishes : PT 3

Necrophilia Phone Sex

My third and final wish was to have one of her friends fuck her dead body. He didn’t want to and we made him eat out her dead cold pussy before he slid his young hairless cock into her torn up pussy.  We laughed at him as he begged us to just stop this his tears sliding down his cheeks. I carved Lucifers sigil into his back and bound him to the dark lord. I let my friends play with his tight asshole and stretch him out like a gay little fuck doll.  He screamed as he was fucked by those big black cock. He even had two in his hole at one time. His asshole was stretched so wide it began to tear. Blood trickled down their cocks I walked over and made him cum all over my sisters corpse and smiled evilly at him. i cut Off his cock and balls and sewed him up so he had a hole that the boys could use whenever they wanted. He cried and screamed as he realized what this meant. he was nothing but a fuck toy. He would never free him and at least for now he was going to be our slave.

Murder Fantasy, Torture, and Blasphemy

Blasphemy Sex

 

My little sister was always a part of my secret murder fantasies. I wanted to take her to my boyfriend’s cabin in the woods and strap her small young teen body down to his kitchen table. I’d whisper to her and tell her how we were going to sacrifice her body to the devil after I shoved a large wooden cross in her tight virgin pussy. I would lick up her tears and pinch her nipples until they bleed. She would try to move and beg us to stop. We would laugh at her as she begged us to have mercy on her.

Torture Sex

My boyfriend would ram his thick cock into her pussy tearing it open. Blood would trickle down her thighs and she would cry asking us why. I would start cutting her stomach open and play with her dark red blood. I would lick her blood off my favorite knife and thrust it in her chest killing her. Her eyes would open wide in surprise before the light left her eyes. My boyfriend would keep fucking her corpse because you should never let a cunt go to waste. He’d fill that dead pussy full of cum and then we’d burn her body. She doesn’t know how twisted my murder and rape fantasies are. Maybe one day they’ll be more than just a fantasy.

Blasphemy sex is the next step after kidnapping our victim

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is a ravenous beast, and the endless darkness needs to be fed. We’ve had a steady stream of young victims to play with, but this last one felt special. The little schoolgirl, with her short skirt and exposed thigh gap, was a vision of innocence corrupted. I knew she had to be mine.
Watching her struggle to get free, I could see the fighting spirit in her eyes. It made my cunt so hot since I knew what was in store for her. And so, I led her down the darkened corridor, her cries echoing off the cold, stone walls. Her screams only served to heighten my arousal, and I couldn’t wait to see what she would do when she saw you.
As we entered our Torture sex dungeon, I could see her go from panic to leaving her body. The fear was so intense that she had to disconnect. She tried to scream when she saw you standing there. You looked so fucking sexy standing there naked with a massive hard-on. She tried to scream, but it came out silent, and fuck did that make me wet. So I threw her down at your feet and popped that dick down her throat. She needed a little motivation to do better. So when I put my blade to her throat, she started sucking on your cock like a starving orphan sucking on her first lollipop. She did such a good job that it didn’t take long for the demon to take over. Your cock grew three times its size and shot a load that blew out the back of her head. Hail Satan!

All ya need for hot Snuff sex, is me to lure them in the van

Snuff sexBeing a Snuff sex accomplice gets me so hot it’s hard not to think of anything else. I have a way with those little flat-chested sluts. I put them as ease, make them think I’m interested in their bullshit and then, Bam! I got them and I am taking them back to our torture van.
It’s BBQ time and the Moms and Dads out there are too busy getting shit faced to notice their little brat left the party. It’s so easy picking up tail during those stupid parties. While everyone’s out enjoying the sunshine, we’re in our van, creating the most depraved and dick stiffing Snuff porn imaginable.
Once we get them in the van, that’s when the real fun begins. I’ll chain them up, slap them bloody, and get their holes ready for your mean hard cock. I love the look of fear in their eyes when you turn them into a  cum-stained, broken mess.
And the whole time, I’m rubbing my pussy and cheering you on! I’ll tease her with my blade with some long slices across her chest. I want to get off, too, Daddy. So I’m going to hop up on her face and show her I’m a fucking snuff queen. She’ll scream into my pussy trying to gasp for air and I’ll make sure she takes her last one. I know how fucking hot it is for her to die on her cock and that’s the best money shot!

Midnight Whispers: Exploring the Extreme

Sex with dead bodies Attention, all you naughty boys and girls. I’m your ultimate fantasy, here to fulfill your darkest desires. I’ll take you on a twisted journey, where the line between pleasure and pain blurs, and you’ll love every second of it. I’m your sadistic seductress, a voice that whispers wicked delights and commands submission.

I’ll paint vivid pictures with my words, describing how I dominate and control, pushing the limits of pleasure. I’ll confess my love for the thrill of power, like that time I tied up a willing partner and teased them with a feather, alternating between pleasure and denial, watching their body squirm in helpless ecstasy.My voice will guide you through the shadows, where the forbidden becomes irresistible. I’ll share my experiences with those who crave the extreme, from role-playing as a ruthless dictator to indulging in the ultimate taboo—my deepest, darkest secret, which I’ll reveal only to those who dare to listen.

So, do you have the guts to explore the sinister side of pleasure? I’ll take you there and show you how twisted it can be. Your limits will be tested, and your desires unleashed. Call me, and let’s dance with the devil together.????????????

Dark Pleasures: A Whip of Sin and Desire

Domination phone sex

Welcome to my dark, erotic playground, where your desires are my command. I’m your wickedly sexy mistress, ready to take you on a sinful journey. When you call, I answer, dressed in tight leather, my curves beckoning you to submit. My voice, low and sultry, whispers in your ear, “Kneel before me, my pet.”

You obey, your breath quickening as I describe how I’ll use my strap-on to fuck you like the worthless sinner you are. I’ll make you beg for my pleasure, moan for my pain. Your submission turns me on, and I tease your cock, which is throbbing with need. I smirk, knowing I have the power to deny or grant your release.

In this gothic fantasy, I’m your devilish queen, and you’re my devoted slave. I’ll have you chanting profane prayers as I ride your face, making you worship my pussy. So, bow down and embrace the darkness, my little plaything! Your pleasure is my blasphemous command! ????????????

Blasphemy sex wrecks her hole and gives us power

Blasphemy sex Blasphemy sex is more than a fantastic orgasm. It floods you with power, a hot lust for blood, and the honor to do the Dark Lord’s bidding. This is not a game but a special ritual where the blood of an innocent is spilled. The intoxicating scent of fear fills the room. This little cunt I picked up off the streets knows what’s coming. I guide your dick inside her bald little lips, and you drill your dick so hard into her she soaks you with blood.
You, like a predator stalking its prey, pulled out and gave the dumb little slut a false sense of hope. “Shh… it’s ok, sweetie.” You say as you grin at me, and then, with one swift motion, you thrust yourself deep inside her asshole. I loved silencing her screams with my wet pussy. I made sure to push out the cum shot you put in earlier. Drowning her out with my cunt and your endless thrusting engorged my clit. I had to hold it until you were ready.
I could see Satan’s hand guiding your hand around her throat. You fucking her hard and harder made brought my pussy to the brink. You looked so sexy squeezing that little bitch’s neck. The more sadistic the Torture sex, the greater our reward from our Master. And then, that loud snap of her neck, we both exploded.