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I Make Blasphemy Sex Happen

Blasphemy sex

Nothing satisfies my scarred soul more than making a man of the cloth go against his vow of celibacy and have some sleazy blasphemy sex with a naughty nun!  Those pretentiously pious closeted freaks want to get down and dirty just like the rest of us so I do my part and instigate as much insipidly immoral faith testing fucking as I can to help them be the complete humans we all yearn to be.

It takes a couple of months to infiltrate any church and get in with the priest to the point that he trusts you.  You’d be amazed what you can do with a fake habit and a falsely devout attitude to match.  After a little bit of humbling myself before them, I earn the trust of every last god fearing follower of Christ’s teachings in the church.  That’s when I start to mix shit up.

Planting sexy seeds of seduction is my specialty.  You can’t be overtly sexual and blunt with anyone in the church, you have to be tricky with your words, plant subliminal messages that tickle the deep carnal desires that they’ve been forced to suppress for years.  There’s a glimmer people get in their eyes when they get turned on, a certain kind of shine.  I just wait for their subconscious selves to process the dirty codes I planted in them and watch for that look in their pupils, then I strike.

The next step… Drugs.  Fuck yeah.  Spike their drinks with a little molly, wait for the shit to kick in then I show a little skin.  Priests can never look away from a bare body part anyway, even more so when they’re all drugged up.  Bust out a camera and that prayer leading pervert will be taking pictures of his nuns in no time.  It doesn’t take long for the poses to get more and more sordid and sleazy.  Eventually, blasphemous boudoir pic taking turns into full on priestly fuck pig cock pleasing and nasty hairy nun hole stretching and boom, we have a successful sacrilegious sex down.

That’s when I take the camera and shoot some crazy, christ loving, cunt pounding pics of my own.  I always wait for at least one nun to get blasted with a juicy cum shot but I dip out of the place before they’re done.  Easier to slip out that way.  After I print out the pictures, I have all of the blackmail fuel I need and can make anyone in the church do whatever I want them to do.  I’ve even made an archbishop torture and kill some of the bound fuckpigs in my basement while I filmed it, people pay big money for snuff porn starring a cunt crushing cleric.

 

Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

Sometimes I try to be a good girl during evil phone sex. Being a good girl means going to church like my grandma always taught me. There is Sunday school, morning service, and bible classes and if one needs to atone for their sins there is always the front altar during Sunday service. The pastor at my local Christian denomination is always eager to save little sluts like me. I have been many times. Crying, taken by the spirit of the lord’s forgiveness. This week, however, the guest pastor seemed to have a different twinkle in his eyes. A glimmer of something I was very used to and hoping was true, sadism.Evil phone sex

So when called to the front to atone for my sins I did so with the hope I would catch the attention of this new specimen. Acting that would earn me an oscar I pleaded with the man to help me earn the Lord’s forgiveness. I whimpered and cried out that he would never forgive me for doing things I could not speak of in front of the church. This earned me a one-way ticket to his holy office, just the two of us, after the sermon. 

Once in his office, I began to tell tails of the p-adventure I had been on and how much I loved taking tiny cunts and showing them the joys of sexual abuse like I had endured. He was shocked by the words that were coming from my mouth. He opened a large wardrobe to expose the tools of corporal punishment he would be using on me. He bent me over his desk tearing my skirt down and exposing my perfect tight ass. He began whipping me. I could feel the welts rising up on my ass. 

I continued to tell him about my misdeeds. His intensity grew and with that the moisture of my hungry pussy for a pounding cock. With every whip, I felt welts and blood begin to dribble slowly down my skin. Then my ass was ripped wide, a cry leaving my lips at the sudden intense pain being sent through my body. He was forcing himself inside of my tight ass hole as punishment. Punishment for my wrongdoings against others and for forcing him to be immodest with his own boner. He couldn’t hold back. 

He reached around in front of me and put the handle of the whip across my throat pulling on either side like a horse bridle. Deep into me, he penetrated, ripping my dry ass hole with every pound. I choked, struggling to breathe against the pull of his strength till he came deep inside of me. I wasn’t done yet, made to clean every last drop of shit I left on his dirty dick. I had atoned for my sins, now it was time to start all over again.

Sadistic phone sex

Stalked, Chased and Assaulted

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

I am running down the street to get away from you, but you are gaining on me. I try to take a shortcut through the park. I can’t see anything and don’t know whether you are right behind me or if I have lost you. I keep running, hard, hoping to get to the other side of the park before I ever see you again. In the streetlamp light, I see you there waiting for me. How did you beat me? I try to run the other direction but it is too late. You tackle me to the ground. I scream for help but you cover my mouth and straddle me so I won’t escape. You rip off my shirt and lick my nipples. I scream and try to fight you off, but you are much stronger than me. You lift up my skirt and push my panties to the side. I scream for you to stop and beg for you to let me go, but my cries fall on deaf ears. You force yourself on me, shoving your cock inside of me and tearing my pussy apart and making my cunt bleed. I cry and I beg and I try to fight but stop resisting once I realize it is pointless. I am essentially a corpse and you are fucking my lifeless body. You grab my tits, kiss my neck and pump your cum into me. When you’re done, you leave me there on the ground, revitalized by the thrill and eager to find another victim. 

Snuff phone sex slut Stephanie

snuff phone sex

I can’t get that last snuff phone sex call out of my head! My cunt is soaked and won’t stop gushing every time I think about it! It was so fucking hot the way that guy wanted me to torture his slutty, little sister with him. He kept catching her sneaking out to meet up with older guys and wanted to teach her a lesson. We talked about how I could hide outside her window and wait for her to sneak out late at night. I could grab her from behind and drag her into the van that’s waiting down the street. I would make her hold firecrackers in her mouth and hold them between her teeth until they explode. Once I blow all of her teeth out and her tongue is a burnt, bloody nub, that pretty, little mouth would be ready for her brother’s hard dick! I still can’t stop finger fucking my cunt and fantasizing about helping him torture and force fuck his sister! Hit me up so we can either have more fun talking about torturing that little slut together or you can give me something ever hotter to fantasize about!

 

Sadistic phone sex: Choke me out and cut my tits

Sadistic phone sex

Sometimes I scare boys away with how hardcore my fantasies can be. I try not to surround myself with so many pussies usually. Sometimes a guy seems to start as a pussy, however, and then finds out like I once did that they absolutely love the gruesome hardcore snuff play that I have to offer. Therefore, I venture into the land of vanilla bean lame-os every once in a while just hoping I might get that virginal masochistic dream boy and I can pop his torment cherry. 

Last weekend that is precisely what happened. I went to a family event and hung out with a mix of my cousins and their lame-ass friends. However, that is when I met him. He seemed quiet and shy. That is a telltale sign because the shy ones really go the hardest. I fed him drink after drink till he was wasted enough that I knew no inhibition would stand in his way. I directed him to a spare room and we began making out. I brought his hand to my throat and begged him to choke me. 

Shocked he removed his hand and stepped back. I began to probe him. Telling him he was a pussy and a real man would slap, choke and cut me just like I craved. I laughed and snickered as I watched his face contort the more I made fun of him. He warned me that I better shut the fuck up or I was going to get it. Of course, that is actually what I wanted. Finally, he snapped. He pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and opened it with one hand. 

My clit began to throb. My body was beginning to react to his sudden display of enraged masculine strength. However, I knew I needed to troll him a little more. I let out a little snicker making fun of the lack of length in his knife and that is all it took. He sliced across my tits blood dripping across my white shirt. With his free hand, he grabbed my throat hard and shoved his lips against mine. We fucked with my blood covering the two of us, him even stuffing his cock in my ass even though I said no. He had work to do still, but he would be a good masochist to fuck in the future. 

 

When Daddy Started Using Me!

Snuff PornBefore my mom died daddy loved me the most, I was his very special sweet girl. When mom died from cancer that all changed; I was no longer daddy’s pride and joy, I was his bimbo fuck toy. Daddy started treating me like he hated me, he made me and my brother afraid with his drunken anger. Then one night he came into my room and slapped me awake, daddy told me to open my whore mouth and take his cock. I knew it was wrong but I loved daddy so much I did it anyway, just hoping he would leave me alone. I sucked timidly as he forced my head down so hard that I choked and spat all over his cock. Daddy was really excited the first time he abused me; he came hard in his sweet little girl’s mouth. I spat it everywhere and daddy gave me a black eye so I had to stay home from school for a week.

The Teen Phone Sex Slasher!

Teen phone sex

I spent New Year’s Eve making a couple of pretty, young fuck pigs’ scariest teen phone sex fears into a brutal reality.  What, did you think I’d spend the night imbibing with a bunch of dumbasses that do nothing more with their idiotic little lives than find reasons to convene and get shit faced?  Do you even know me?  First off, I drink alone.  Second, go fuck yourself.

I have a client who hates his stepdaughter and has wanted to teach her a lesson for as long as he’s been a patron of my sick services.  Last week, he was torturing one of the pieces of kidnapped fuck meat I keep in my basement and mentioned that he was taking his woman out on the town while his wifey’s little bitch was having her best friend over to watch scary movies for New Year’s.  The idea hit me instantly; they needed a real life slasher to terrorize them and I knew exactly how to do it.

Creepy skull mask, black cloak, big fucking hunting knife.  Obviously I had access to the house so I didn’t worry about how I was going to gain entry at all.  My inside man told me I could hide comfortably in the basement, the little bitch never goes down there because she’s afraid of it.  That’s exactly what I did.  Lingered in the lowest level of the dwelling and listened to them do their stupid standard teen girl stuff while I snooped around and waited for the right moment to strike.  

I couldn’t have planned it better, they were watching some old “cut ‘em up at camp” movie when I slowly crept up behind them and waited for a really tense moment.  Just before the screen scream queenie got grabbed, I snatched one of the little sluts by the foot and, in the matter of just a couple of seconds, dragged her into the darkness behind the couch.  Honestly, I had no idea which one of them I had, it didn’t really matter at that point.  The one in front of the TV had no clue what had just happened and didn’t even start panicking until she heard her friend scream.  

He just wanted me to scare his stepdaughter, he didn’t want her to die.  I’m happy to report that I controlled myself and she is alive.  Beaten, sliced, stabbed, tortured and anally penetrated, yes.  But alive.  Her friend, not so much.  She shouldn’t have run and tried to get away from me, all that did was get my adrenaline going and once that happens, all bets are off.  What can I say?  Don’t hire a killer to do your dirty work if you don’t want killer phone sex, Guy.

 

Butchered By a Cannibal

Cannibalism phone sex

 

The Butcher has me in his clutches. He sharpens his cleaver as he prepares to finish me off. I cannot believe that I am here. I was kidnapped, taken to a butcher shop  where I was hung on a mental, sharp hook in a dark, cold freezer by my upper back until he was ready to butcher me. When he took me down to be butchered, he tenderized me with a hammer. Bang bang bang against my skin and bones. He would break every bone that I had in my body, causing me excruciating pain. I screamed bloody murder and begged for him to stop, but he would not listen to my pleas. Now I am laying on a large chopping board, unable to move due to my bones being broken and waiting for my fate. The butcher got out a guide to butchering humans, read it for a few seconds, took his meat cleaver and chopped my foot off. I screamed until I couldn’t scream any more. “My foot! Why did you take my foot?” I cried. He took my foot and started licking the bloody meat on the part he chopped off. It looked like it took everything in his power to not eat the entire foot right there, and put the foot down so he could resume to butchering my body. I don’t remember much after my foot was chopped off as I passed out from the blood loss. I might have ended up in someone’s stew. 

Snuff Phone Sex: Your Black Widow of Death

Seeking a dark erotic experience. The deeply passionate love of death and all that leads up to it. This passionate exit from the world of the living as the New Year Dawns. I dreamt this Snuff phone sex scene in great vivid details.

We had our first date from a Gothic dating site. You, a newby and lured by the dark beauties of sinful persuasions. My poison is the blood of virginal guys that are hoping to be lucky with a goth chick. You are a mommies boy and dressing in black to try and appear to have depth and to think for yourself. But mommy controls you.

You meet me and run away with me. We go and stay in a catacomb in an abandoned and forgotten cemetery. I bring my ritual items and tell you to undress in the circle of candles. You obey like a good boy. I step close to you and kiss you deeply and with a incisor tooth nip your lip. The sweet blood slowly surfaces and I run my lips over it. Tatsing the life force that will soon be stolen.

I lean down and start to suck your cock. Have you practically ooozing at the first lick… leaving me no choice. You can’t cum yet! I slide this incisor fang into the head of your cock and again that delicious velvet wine from the veins surfaces to my lips. Followed by an oozing load of cum.

… to be continued..

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Dirty Sluts Punishment

Taboo Phone Sex

I love being used as a taboo phone sex whore. I get to let daddy cocks use me, but they love to punish me with knives and clamps. They love to see me bleed for them. They like to see and watch me bleed. Tonight, they were fucking me into the dirty couch in the basement and I came without their permission. They love to punish me for the littlest of things. I saw the oldest man pull out his knife before dragging the sharp blade down my chest and across on of my pierced nipples, making the metal fall to the ground. My screams made them harder, and they did it again on the other tits. I’m going to be bleeding a lot tonight!