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Taboo Phone Sex About My Teen Rape Porn

taboo phone sexTaboo phone sex calls are fun but when I just got done making a sexy movie for an up and coming producers, I am wetter than ever to get down and dirty. I couldn’t wait for my first call after, hoping they would ask me if I had done anything naughty lately. This porn I made was hot.  I have a young voice and look so he had my character pretty young.

She’s walking home from school when a car pulls up and two guys get out and snatch her before she knows what is happening.  The next scene she’s gagged and bound in a strange bed, tears rolling down her face as she realizes she is completely naked. My character looked rough in this scene and then these three big black guys come in, they one by one remove their pants and my character lifts her head with drool coming out from her ball gag.  It was sexy as one of the guts comes up and holds her chin, licks the spit off from her mouth then slaps her face as hard as possible. Apparently this caused his cock to get rock hard and he was ready to pound my slut holes soon after.

This teen rape porn was getting dark fast, I loved it. My character let out a lot of screams and cries but my pussy was creaming in this rape scene.  Getting bounded by these big black cocks and raped after being kidnapped so violently, why do I love this so much?

My dark twisted mind isn’t something everyone gets but if you have one like me, come play, we may become best evil friends together.

Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on.

Bloody phone sex        Bloody phone sex its sticky slick and a turn on to fuck in the blood. All we need is to get the blood to roll around in it. First, we go looking for the victim of our choosing. Now, I know what I like and willing to bet I know what you like. Someone petite. Light colored hair. Pale skin. It must be remembered that pale hair and skin will show the dark bruises easier, the blood will be a stark contrast.

        Alcohol will thin the blood enough that she will bleed more profusely. On the negative side it will also act as a pain killer. As has been noted a little alcohol will thin the blood and not act as a pain killer. You must admit you like the idea of the pain. Hearing the cries. Screaming out as the knife slices deep into the thigh. Missing the main artery. Wouldn’t want to have her bleed out too quickly.

        Watching as it stains her legs, dripping down into her pussy. I will hold her down as you take the knife to her nipples. Cutting first one off then the next. Shove the knife up into that pussy. Cutting her up inside, before fucking her, getting her blood all over your cock.

        Turning me on. Needing to feel that blood-soaked cock inside of me. Rolling though the blood still draining from her. Fucking on her. Yes, cum all over her. See how that cum of yours and her blood mix together.

Blasphemy phone sex slut gets gangbanged in a confessional

Blasphemy phone sexBlasphemy sex is my weakness!

I spend my Sundays in the house of the lord and not because I am there to worship. I am only there to try and corrupt the minds of the upcoming! I cannot stand to hear a priest, preach. Christians and whatever the fuck other religious bullshit out there is nothing but a hoax. A cult of filthy humans who couldn’t find it in themselves to forgive themselves so their guilt drove them to a confessional room. I cannot stand to look at the married woman who sit around as if they were never a filthy whore once in their lives.

That’s exactly why I make sure to dress like a Gothic teen slut whenever I attend church. Only if they knew I am a Blasphemy phone sex slut just coming to spill the blood of Jesus. After all only god can judge me muahahaha. I love the reaction I get out of all the “saints” in the room. Especially the reaction I get out of the daddies! Nobody wants a boring wife, no matter what your belief is. I know that for certain since I have found myself on my knees beneath the podium slurping the priest’s cock while he preached to the choir.

He’s not the only man of the lord that I have gotten my claws on, I have had plenty of married men and little boys join me for a cum fest! Last week I had a pervert balls deep in my pussy confessing to how badly he wants to fuck his youngest daughter. He spends extra time caressing her bald pussy during bath time. He shot so hard in my pussy while describing how soft her tender sweet cunnie lips are.

I am not just pretending to be an Evil phone sex slut, I am an evil slut who will soon own the souls of all men who walk the face of the earth!

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

torture phone sex

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.

Evil phone sex