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Blasphemy sex is some of the hottest to be had.

Blasphemy sex       Blasphemy sex is some of the hottest to be had. Admit it you know you love it. Coming over to the dark. Breaking every commandment. All ten of them. You know you will like it. You will love it. Corrupting you in ways you never dreamed possible. The reason for this is because I am the one your parents warned you about.

       I will not deliver you from evil. I will hand you over on a silver platter. Literally. Leading you into temptation for thine is kingdom, the power of evil, forever and ever.

       First commandment you will be breaking on your path to evil destruction is- You shall have no other gods. What does this mean? It means that I will become your Goddess. You will worship at my feet. You will beg me to defile you in ways that you have not thought of. Watch me eviscerate your most loved and cherished one for a chance to worship at the altar of my cunt. It must be remembered that a sacrifice is to be made to achieve true bliss.

       It is a wrathful, vengeful goddess that you are worshipping. Much more than what you are used to dealing with. That cock will know both heaven and hell as you bury it in this pussy.

       A sacrifice was given freely. Now the reward of your cock being surrounded with this tight splendor. Gripping you like a Venus fly trap, gobbling you up. Taking all of you. Soul and all.

       When I am finished with you, I will have forced you to commit ever atrocity imaginable. Every other commandment will have been broken, I will be your Goddess and Lucifer your God. Bowing before us. Offering us all you have including your own life.

       We will bask as you have sex with dead bodies for our enjoyment. Like it, love it. Beg for it. In summary you will break every vow to every religion but to the altar of the Goddess Angie and Lucifer.

Torture phone sex slut Stephanie

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My torture phone sex calls make my cunt gush just as much as actually being an accomplice. That’s because I have naughty callers like Master to tease my whore cunt for and to talk dirty with. Today we spent a while talking about decapitating little brats and all the fun we could have with their tiny heads. I told Master to stare into their soulless, dead eyes while I stroked his cock with their mouths. Master loves young victims but I love abducting their mommies too. I tie them up and make them watch as their precious little ones are brutally beaten and abused. The mommy sluts are so much fun to abuse. They scream and scream thinking someone will hear them but they don’t realize that they’re only making my evil cunt more and more wet. No one can hear them and no one is going to stop me from shoving my fist up that brat’s asshole and ripping her guts out! While Master is at work slicing and mutilating her tiny, sexy body, I’ll be across the room laughing in the face of our victim’s mother and forcing her to watch as her own offspring is snuffed out in front of her. I’ll pull out the tiny fuck toy’s intestines and drape them around her Mommy’s neck while we’re watching Mater force fuck her cunnie. After he blows his load in this tiny bitch, I’ll twist her little head around until her neck snaps and pops. Then I’ll drag her over and dump her in a pile at her Mommy’s feet. I’m going to jerk Master’s cock while I force her to lick his cum out of the little dead bitch. Master is going to love having another fuck hole to abuse while I force her to eat her brat’s cold, lifeless cunt!  

Torture Phone Sex Season Has Losers Begging for Me to Kill Them

torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls make me wet. Not much makes my Goth gash purr better than human torture. I do not torture animals. I respect animals because they help me dispose of your remains. But a man, I can torture until he dies from the pain. A quick painless death? Nope. Not with me.

Most of the men I torture do not beg for it. But this one did. And I found him so pathetic and so worthless, that I did it for free. Sometimes men find Goth girls like me hanging out in Goth or Steampunk bars. When they come into a bar filled with folks like me, they stick out like a sore thumb. And for whatever reason, they gravitate to me. Like I have a loser magnet inside my body somewhere, LOL.

Well, I could have that removed, but I love ridding this world of losers with torture sex. James found me and begged for me to kill him right there. Trust me, I considered it. But public slayings or impulse kills not my style. I stay under the radar. That’s how I avoid going to prison. However, I will slaughter a loser in my kill shack any day.

Some Men Just Scream Kill Me

Although I practice good cleanup measures, if the FBI raided my kill shack, they might get confused by all the DNA found inside. But no one knows how to find my kill shack. Thats because it is located seriously off the grid. I felt like this loser James deserved some medieval torture. Since my grandpa was a sadist, I inherited his collection of fine medieval torture devices. I put James on the rack. And I slowly turned the crank to stretch him until he tore in half.

It took hours at the pace I went, but I love prolonging agony. Watching someone die from pain slowly, I find erotic. I can smell pain. I can smell fear. When James finally tore in two, his upper body did not know he had been severed yet. While his brain caught up to his body, I sat on his face. My Goth gash was the last thing he ever saw in his final snuff sex moment. When he died, I fed him to the wildlife. Now, I am on the prowl for my next loser. Maybe it will be you.

Evil Phone Sex Is in The Air

evil phone sexEvil phone sex. I like the way it sounds. E V I L. That describes me. Once, when my mother took me to a shrink, the doctor said I did not show any classic sociopathic tendencies. Well, that’s because I do not fit any mold. Most serial killers got a taste for torture when they were schoolboys because they tortured animals. Not me. I love animals more than humans. I would kill you to save a squirrel. And I am not joking.

I could never hurt an animal. But I do not have any issues hurting people. My first victim, I killed accidentally. My schoolgirl bully. I stabbed her in the woods when she followed me home from school to torment me. My grandpa covered it up. Still to this day, the local police have her listed as a missing person. My grandpa taught me everything I know about killing. And he taught me how to get away with it. Serial killers get caught because they have a pattern. To the cops, my snuff sex deaths appear random. No connection. Most of my victims never get found.

I Respect Animals, It is People I Loathe

The key to my success? Wildlife. My accomplices. I feed victims to the bears and coyotes and other wildlife that lives in the woods behind my kill shack. Thus, why I am kind to animals. They help me in so many ways. My kill shack appears quaint on the outside. Remote. Surrounded by nature. No wifi. Solar generated power. Well water. On the inside? I think my cabin appears to be something straight out of a horror movie like The Evil Dead. So many souls haunt those walls. But I am impervious to ghosts.

The smell of death, I find intoxicating. The splatter of blood on the walls and floors reminds me of each kill. Sometimes, I lay on the floor masturbating on the blood-soaked floor remembering a particular kill. Maybe, if you prove yourself worthy, I can take you to my kill shack. Would you like to see where I do my best work? Would you enjoy being my accomplice phone sex partner? Or perhaps, you would prefer to die in my kill shack?

Blasphemy phone sex with the intention to call forth Lucifer

Blasphemy phone sex       Blasphemy phone sex with the intention to call forth Lucifer. To begin with there is a ritual that is going to be sure to call Lucifer to us. Join us. You will get me tied. Take a hose with high pressure water to spray my front. Get behind me and spray me down. You need to get me from head to toe. Now be honest you like to see me naked, tits thrusting up, tight ass on display.

       As long as you remember that Lucifer will be guiding you. We will be calling forth the dark lord for both of our pleasure. Namely we are commanded to be his. Both of us. The purification process, the wet and wild sex, all in his name.

       Now, join me and call forth our dark intriguing master.

Evil Phone Sex Early as Killtober is Just Around the Corner!

evil phone sexEvil phone sex anyone? I am always in the mood to fuck something up. More like fuck someone up. My favorite month will soon be here. October does not seem too far away to me now. Every October, I engage in a Satanic purging ritual. However, the funny thing is I do not consider myself a Satanist. Guys ask me all the time if I believe in the devil. I do not believe in heaven or hell. And if you believe in God and that bullshit thing you would believe in his counterpart.

But if you do not believe in God or heaven, how can you believe in Satan? Makes no sense to me. But then I am a logical bitch. However, I do believe in evil. I am evil. Perhaps even a sadist. I am not the kind of woman who needs other human beings. So, I do not have a wolf pack. Nor do I have a bestie or a boyfriend. What I do have though is “a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people…” Okay, that’s a Liam Neeson quote. But I am a nightmare to all people.

Thirty Days of Killtober Came Early

I’m a snuff porn queen. And since my favorite month is October, I will once again partake in 30 days of killing. However, Killtober might be off to an early start. I killed a bitch on accident last night. Not really by accident. It was not like I tripped, and my knife landed in her heart. The bitch annoyed me, and my knife stabbed her in the throat. Sort of accidentally on purpose. Although I am not ashamed of it. She ran a red light, almost ran into me and then called me a cunt.

I so wished you had been in the car with me. No doubt she could have been your ass rape porn star before I slit her throat. It was dark and the road appeared desolate. She seemed drunk as fuck, and any self-entitled cunt who drives drunk, almost kills me then calls me names, deserves to die, right? I did not even think about it. My arm had a mind of its own. And so did my knife. I left the cunt bleeding out in the desolate road. Her car was still running too. Not even October yet, and I am doing good deeds already. Who’s ready to hunt and kill with me?

Evil Phone Sex for Demonic Possession and Fantasy Rape

When you think of Evil phone sex what comes to mind? Could be me the dark succubus goddess of sin and Satanism. Generally speaking I am into all things sadistic. That is when it comes to me being the sadist. To clarify, I will not be a victim, ever.

So the best time is helping callers destroy their wives and daughters. All of this in the name of Satan. There is no need to deny yourself the greatest pleasures of giving your soul to Satan and sacrificing the virginal daughter and the cunt wife. Let Satan inside.

Don’t deny the evil pleasures that stir in your groins as you are taken with the innate desires to violate, destroy and kill the loved ones that have denied you. Understand that submitting to me, Morticia you are giving your soul to Satan.

Finally the feeling of the greatest pleasures ever are filling your balls. Violating and breaking that virgin seal. In order to submit fully you must pop that that virgin open and slit her throat. And before sacrificing your own soul completely we must feast upon the hearts of both your wife and your daughters.

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Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

evil phone sexEvil phone sex with my master always get me so fucking wet and horny. My panties always end up soaked after a hot call, talking about torturing little brats together. Master knows that his evil, soul sucking slut will do anything he asks. I’m only here to please you and my slut pussy. I’ll rip some little brats apart and then finger fuck my slut slit with my fingers soaked in the blood of those innocent angels. All in the name of Lucifer and for the pleasure of you Master! I’m babysitting tonight so I have the perfect sacrifice. Tiny, sweet and perfectly innocent, this bitch is perfect to use as a cock sleeve. Let’s torture her together before I slit her throat and make her bleed out. Let me help you force fuck the tiniest hole you’ve ever rammed your cock up against. If she’s too tight, I’ll slide my fingers inside and rip her open for you. She’ll be too busy getting skinned alive to notice that her cunnie and asshole are one big, gaped open hole now! I have every style of blade known to man and I’m more than ready to filet a mini slut and feed on the little slices of heaven. Hurry Master, the little slut is almost asleep and I can’t wait much longer before I start strangling her and playing with her tiny body!

Torture sex for me for life

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I’m what you call a torture sex slave. My only desire is to be so disciplined that my pain doesn’t matter. All that does is your pleasure. Whenever I have a little wet cunt  it’s usually due to being used and pounded by my master and his close friends.

Little by little, he has gotten me to a place where I don’t care about my reputation. All that matters to me is that he controls and has access to me 24/7. If there’s anything true, I am an excellent slave whore, and I make one heck of a snuff cum dump, as he likes to brag.

One of the most intense sessions I’ve had with my master so far is a day’s worth of wearing nipple clamps and being used up every hour by a different guy. The nipple clamps cut circulation; I almost lost them for good. Now, I have a permanent mark reminding me of my identity.

Torture Phone Sex Chainsaw Violating Destruction

Torture phone sex with a chainsaw violating my ass and cunt. This is exactly what was filmed and it is a bloody as hell scene. My cunt gets destroyed and then fucked into bloody oblivion.

So evidently the way I presented myself at the porn shop over the weekend got me in a little trouble. I was coked up, intoxicated and acting like a dumb bimbo. Wait, did I say acting like a dumb bimbo? Like um… that is what I am. See just how stupid I can be? Obviously these filth film hoodlums knew they had a price piece of ass before them.

Ultimately I was offered a little cash and some party favors if I would let them film me. They knew I was a snuff flicks fuck doll. And this was really all it took.

So, of course I followed them back like a lonely puppy dog wanting love. I was eager to try their party favors out. Oh, their meth and crack was so potent. It did not take much for me to flop around like a rag doll of porn.

Next thing I knew I was chained up. And my legs were spread. The sperm dripping from every hole and off my tits made for great lubricant. So I was told.

Finally the roar of the chainsaw was fired up and that thing was aimed right between my legs. I started to squirm and whimper. The oscillating chain on blade came closer. Of course the very second it reached my cunt… I was done… This was the climaxing moment of Snuff porn.

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Eventually the end was near for me. I passed out from the searing pain of the chainsaw shredding my clit and cunt meat. Finally as the vibrating, chain driven massive blade rotated and slashed up my cunt tunnel blood and flesh ripped from my holes and flung everywhere as my consciousness was loss.

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