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Knife Play Phone Sex with a Blasphemous Bitch

knife play phone sexI’m a blasphemous knife phone sex bitch. When I kill my prey, I make sure they know they going to hell because there is no God. I look them square in the eyes as they are praying to their make believe God for help. “If God existed, do you think he would let some random bitch kill you,” I always inquire before I gut them like a pig. God is dead. God is nonexistent, but the devil is real and alive inside of me. I think the clinical terms for me are insane, sociopath, narcissist, crazy ass bitch. Well maybe the last one is not a clinical term, but it is my favorite. I like to spread fear not joy. I like to bring death not life. This world is over populated with assholes, dip shits, annoying fuckers, brats and whores. Think of me as population control. Really, when you think about it, I am a do-gooder who is making this world a better place by killing the ones we don’t need. You will thank me one day when I off that cheating whore girlfriend of yours or kill that demanding boss who has never given you an ounce of respect in the decade you have slaved for him. Hell, you may even thank me when I decided to kill you because you are too weak and pathetic to stand up to either. Fuck God. Fuck you.

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He came to me for help. He had sick fantasies about his daughters unblemished bald pussy. He thought about how tight and how fast he would blow his load inside of her super tight little pussy constantly. As the bishop of his ward you can understand why this is such a difficult thing to handle. He needed to have the thought of his daughter’s tight little bald pink pussy tortured out of his mind. He needed to repent and start the New Year out as a clean and holy man.

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My evil cunt was dripping as I tied him up. I added in a few bondage rope art knots that would keep him tied down, but look enticing. I wanted him to watch everything I was going to his filthy perverted balls. I personally think he should have indulged himself once but it makes my cunt drip knowing he is always and forever going to want his daughter’s pussy. This isn’t going to fix him, but it’s going to fill me with so much joy! I forced his cock to be rock hard. I tied it up nice and tight to make sure he was going to stay hard throughout his treatment. I stretched his balls and started cutting with my rusty dirty kitchen scissors.

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He screamed and thrashed as I forced the dull rusted scissors to tear into his ball sack. His cock started to go soft on me. I couldn’t have that. He was going to cum for me, well I wonder what come out of a dick if you have no balls? I have my cast iron skillet on low with some Truffle oil warming up and seasoning the pan for my snack. His balls are going to tastes so fucking good with some garlic, shallots and rosemary. As my skillet slowly heats, I am going to take my time slowly cutting his balls off.

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Blood, tears and blasphemy sex

blasphemy sexBlood, tears and blasphemy sex, what more could you possibly need? Well down here in my special church you will see a whole lot of all of those things and more! You see, I don’t believe in your worthless god, why worship some asshole that limits every fucking thing you do? You should worship ME instead, I will be the Goddess of blood and you will kill to please me. Come to my bone church and see the sacrifice I have waiting for you, she is young and firm and we will have so much fun tearing her to pieces before we fuck on her lifeless body. Smear her innocent blood on my naked body while you pray to me, worship me the way you used to worship your old worthless god, dedicate your life to me… at least I am honest about my cruelty!

Gangbang Rape Fantasy

taboo phone sexAs usual, I am having a rape fantasy. In this one; however, I am in gangbang rape fantasy. A bunch of bikers are having a party in a park and I happen to walk by when things were going strong. I am grabbed by several of them and dragged to a picnic table, then stretched out across the table on my back. Someone was holding each arm and both of my legs. One guy took out a pocket knife and cut off my clothes. The bikers were quick to whip their cocks out and put them in my mouth and pussy. Though I knew it was best not to struggle, I did anyway because I do love the fight and excitement it brings. It makes me so fucking wet and my orgasms are out of this fucking world. I was gangbanged, fucked repeatedly while many watched. I lost count at how many times that I came. I loved every fucking second of it.

Blasphemy Sex and Fucking The Dead

My guy and I decided to ride over to the cemetery the other night after getting word from my friend, who was a Funeral director. Evidently a prime specimen we needed to see had been placed in a tomb earlier and I have full access as long as I give the Grounds keeper a blow job and he gets to watch. Arriving just after midnight I find the creepy groundskeeper and he leads me to tomb.

I never fucking do jack shit without making sure the deal is good and that means seeing the corpse before blowing fucking Igor. The specimen was fine indeed and my cunt just fucking gushed taking in the rigid cock, as it was beautifully huge! Satisfied on the deal I fulfilled my end letting the creep come on my tits before I mounted my dead friend and started riding that dead cock screaming out blasphemies that please my Lord and Master Satan.

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Monks dark ritual

Blasphemy sexGasping and gagging on the blood running down her throat she struggled to breathe, only succeeding in pulling a mouthful of the still warm virgin’s blood into her lungs. The monks had selected her specially for this ritual. All she had thought was that she was going toa costume party. Fucking-A was she wrong. She now knew she was going to die here, in the basement of this old church. Oh why had she agreed to come to Rome!? All she had wanted was to go get drunk and fuck a bunch of hot foreign guys!

The monks believed that by filling her with the pure blood of the virgins, it would purify her own body, mingling with her carnal knowledge, making her a special sacrifice. 

Each of them took their turn, fucking the cunt they now believed to be holy, imparting that within themselves, even as she choked her last breaths of life, and the light slowly began to fade from her being. Before they started slicing through the fine veins of her pussy lips to get her to bleed out, sealing their ritual, she thought to herself, ” a set of blood-filled lungs, and a cum-filled pussy… fucking great vacation, bitch!”

Snuff Porn and Blasphemy Sex on Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sunday has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? I drove by a church this morning and was filled with evil thoughts. Does that ever happen to you? First, I think of all the pious cunts inside those so called sacred walls. The bitches and snobs who look down on girls like me. The hypocritical bitches who praise god, then turn around and judge others for not conforming to mainstream America. Second, I think of all the little ones in their Sunday best being spoon fed a bunch of lies by a bunch of hypocrites about some dead guy who could give a rat’s ass about them if he ever even existed in the first place. I’m a blasphemous bitch.  There is no god. The only church I would ever worship at would be the church of Satan because that mother fucker knows how to have a good time and he wouldn’t judge me for wanting to force fuck and slaughter all the dumb asses sitting in church. Fuck, he would encourage it. In my Goth clothes with my big ass knife, I storm in slicing throats and slashing bodies. I piss on the altar, wipe my ass with torn pages from the Bible and fuck my cunt with a cross as the surviving members look on in horror. I have blasphemy sex with the priest in front of the congregation as I hail Satan as my leader and only savior. I tell the little lambs God is dead. He doesn’t give a fuck about them, so why not have fun? All religion does is kill one’s spirit. I give the little ones knives so they can kill their parents. I cum so hard watching those little angels in their Sunday best slashing the throats of their elders and saying Hail Satan. Being a blasphemous bitch is more fun than being a stuck up religious cunt any day. Want to join me in some hot blasphemy phone sex?

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Hurt me, baby

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Being awakened with smelling salts while every orifice is being fucked by someone is a shock to the system. I have never felt so afraid, and so ALIVE. My hair was being pulled, I was being spit on, punched and kicked, while also being fucked in the ass with a large object while a cock thrust in and out of my pussy with an aggression I haven’t felt before. Fingernails scratched me. I was slapped in the face and bitten. Just when I thought it was over, I felt an electric current ripping through my body, starting with each nipple. Then, it moved on to my pussy. It hurt, TOO MUCH. I begged them to stop, but I only heard laughter.

Next came out the knives. They were throwing them at me as I lay strapped to a board. I knew it would be over soon. As the blade tore into my flesh and I felt the warm blood start to trickle out, I heard more laughter and more knives.

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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I make good people do Bad things.

Blasphemy phone sex

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.