Tag: blasphemy sex

Evil phone sex obsession

evil phone sex

I got into this stuff because I learned how much my boyfriend loves evil phone sex. It was a complete accident, but once I uncovered the truth, there was no going back. All he wanted was to use my cunt and make me bleed. The beatings got worse and worse. It became like a monster that couldn’t control himself. Still, I couldn’t leave, and once it fucked me up mentally, I was forever a snuff lover.

Now I can’t cum unless I am in a pool of blood. It’s sick and sinister, but the pain makes me go crazy. The only way to get my cunt wet is by you whipping me or brutally using me. I’m forever a snuff doll for men.

accomplice phone sex for him

accompliace phone sex

I have managed to get on my master’s good side. I know a bit of strategy is what it takes for him and him to get on the right page. The nastier and more perves I am for him, I endure anger.

Ever since I figured it out, I have begun to use this tidbit to my advantage. I won’t deny that it is too some fine-tooth combing to figure out how to approach the situation.

I am so glad I was able to make my master quite happy when I brought over my friend to use. It’s pretty easy to degrade that one she slept with the whole school. A little accomplice’s phone sex has gotten me into the mood to destroy for master.

Its payback time

blasphemy sex

I have a great internship with a rule that if we ever feel threatened we can get support if we seek it. Well, the janitor at the place I was interning would give me the heebie jeebies. All he would do was wait for me to get off work and try to get alone with me. I felt so threatened that I reached out to the higher ups.  Little did I know how fast they would act, and fired the man. A part of me felt terrible, but another part felt relieved. 

Several weeks went on and everything was going dandy. It was a late night at the office finishing a project and school work I was tied up. As I made my way to the car garage I felt someone attack. I woke up in an unfamiliar place. There he was Mr. Luther ready to give some payback for making him lose his job.

There was satanic symbolism all over the place and he began to tell me how much he worshipped satan and how he’s going to make me pay for what I did to him.

fear struck my body but I was about to give into blasphemy sex or wind up dead.

Torture phone sex assistant

torture phone sex

I applied for this new position,, and thought I was a shoe-in to get the job. Unfortunately, I received an email stating I wasn’t chosen. The sad news broke me so much that I had a complete meltdown in the parking lot at trader joes. A man in a business suit approached me and asked if I was okay. At first,, I was going to say yes,, but without thinking,, I blurted no,, I am not okay. My school loans are flooding,, and my bills keep piling up. An actual recession is on the verge, and I need income flowing in.

The man said he needed and assistant and wanted to interview me. I was so too happy to hear this news but then when I went ahead to the interview he told me I would have to be his ass whore. Torture phone sex is one thing but actually getting my asshole prolapsed and used for a couple thousand dollars a week seemed like it was a catch 22.

When I got myself together to actually do it I became addicted to the money and the maltreatment.

i want to be in snuff movies

snuff movies

I want to  be in  snuff movies. I was born to be a star, even if it means I’m all bloody and bruised. I’m one for attention, and the kind of attention I get makes me get strangled and pounded. I’m such a good submissive I’ve learned how to address my master and give him his place correctly. One of the videos I’ve recently created has been one that has gotten viral online. It’s everywhere. My master tortures me, tying me up, beating me up, and pissing on my body. He leaves me shivering cold. It’s pitch dark, and a ton of hungry men around me want to torture and use me and cum all over me. I’m going to be the bukkake bitch of the bunch.

the nightmare nextdoor

snuff sex

My neighbor is a primary creep, but he happens to be able to have all the tools that will make me his snuff sex slave. As a butcher, I know he has plenty of pain-inducing tools. Not only that, he loves to hunt. He had gotten bold and told me straight to my face one day when we were both outside that he dreams about fucking me till I die while cutting me open with all his knives and butcher tools.

At first, I tried to move but found no luck, and I woke up in a panic for several nights thinking about what he had told me. My anxiety was taking me to the depths of hell. All I could think about was being so helpless that I’d eventually have to give in to his nasty thoughts.

torture sex lover

torture sex

OnI day, I decided to netflix binge and came across a gnarly doc. The documentary was of a girl around scamming guys all thru her city campus. Unfortunately, the girl scammed the wrong man, and she was set to be tortured for hours.

All she could do was endure the torture sex. Every detail and scene had me as fuck. Hearing all about how her insides were ripped apart after hours of forceful fucking and knowing she was in unbearable brutal pain made me want to play with my cunt.

How could pain equal pleasure for me, you may ask? Since I was a tot, daddy would spank me, beat me, and then soothe me by eating my little puffy cunt.

That kind of interaction got me to become a lover of being a victim, which is why I’m here.

The Best Blasphemer

Blasphemy phone sex

 

Do you know why I love blasphemy phone sex so fucking much?  It isn’t just because I get to recount all of the times I defiled a church with my mere presence or corrupted a clergy and made them fuck me in the sanctuary with someone who is just as willing to sin and as morally tainted as I am, though I do love those sacrilegiously sordid trips down memory lane.  Sometimes they can make my callers a little squeamish, though.  No, I love to take blasphemy calls because I get to talk with folks who think that, because I live a dark and dangerous lifestyle, I don’t have a close and personal relationship with the lord.

It’s really funny when I get asked if I fear God’s wrath and worry about burning in hell for all of eternity.  That ill-thought out question always makes me laugh.  Nevermind the fact that there are hypocrites in every house of worship who live a life of rape or incest or murder while hiding it all under a pious mask of false purity while I uncompromisingly show the world who I am, only hiding enough to stay out of trouble and avoid the laws of man.  Pretty sure that, in God’s eyes, I’m better than all of those people any of my fanatically religious callers associate with.  

Here’s what they don’t understand…  If God created everything with some sort of master plan in mind and doesn’t make any mistakes, then there’s a reason for all of us to be here.  Most of those assholes hate gay people and think they need to die or dislike people who follow other religions and will call for their heads on a pike before actually taking the time to understand them.

Here’s a tip for any of you geniuses who might be reading this now; everyone who prays to a single god is praying to the same god no matter what name they call it.  Don’t take things so literally, especially if they were written hundreds to thousands of years ago.  How much do you think people knew about the world back then?  I’m sure they didn’t realize that homosexuality exists in multiple animal species, not just humans.  Personally, I think it’s just nature’s much needed population control, alongside natural disasters and murder.  That last part is where people like myself fit into the mix.

Go ahead and test me if you want.  The last unchristlike christian bitch who questioned me got a little more than an earful, she got stripped, whipped, fucked and crucified then left to bleed out in the middle of a little baptist church.  I even made her a crown of thorns so she could feel what it’s like to be a true martyr instead of just a self important fuck pig with false faith and a personality to match.  

 

torture sex and no regrets

torture sex

Slice me up and have all the torture sex you’d like with me. I know you like it bloody it makes your cock all hard. when you see me in pain. Who knew that I covered in blood is what you want from me? The only way you will ever want to fuck me or any girl is if they are being hurt.

There’s nothing your cock enjoys more than the sight of blood. Now I know why you would always beg for some bloody period raw sex. Why you would go crazy on my cycle never made sense to me. All along, you were some vampire fiening for my blood and wanting to hurt me for hours till I had no sign of a pulse.

i’m showing

fantasy phone sex

I am growing quite quickly, and I keep getting my master so horny. He can’t keep his hands off me and tell me repeatedly once our tot is born that, he will take full advantage of her as well, and if it’s a boy, he will train him well.

Either way, I am so scared to bring this offspring to life I am pretty petrified. I can’t stop thinking about all the pain I will be subjected to, along with whatever little I bring into this world. Unlike other women, I am not excited I am fearful.  Fantasy phone sex turned into reality.

The journey I thought would be sexually liberating has become a torturous hell. All I wanted was to be dominated and opened up sexually. It all began with the glorification in movies, books, and pop culture about BDSM and masters. I am deep into this slavery ship, and I can’t turn back now. Even if I wanted to escape, there’s no way I could. Stay tuned to how this pregnancy turns out because I know the master is relentless and won’t let me go.