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Satan’s Little Sinner Aria Introduces You To Blasphemy, Done The Right Way!

Blasphemy Phone Sex

Let me tell you that I am being honest when I say that I love Blasphemy phone sex. I love blasphemy in general, its so fucking hot and naughty. So, of course, when someone wanted to do a call, we did a fucking amazing call.

He loves to hear me say the words fuck God and goddamn. And, who am I to refuse his naughty little kink. I indulged and dipped my toe in the water and now I’m on fire baby. So, as he was fucking me, we would talk about his time in church and how he grew to hate it, everything about it was annoying and bothersome to him.

We would fuck and talk all about how to hail Satan and be the best for him in every possible way. Our evil, deviant little minds knew no bounds when it came to worshiping Satan. We hailed him, and praised him, and worshiped and even killed for him. So, it was only natural to fall in love with him, right?

As we were drawing near an end, he kept screaming fuck god, and god damn until he exploded in ecstasy inside of my tight wet cunt. Then we snuffed out a little young thing then bathed in her blood. She was an offering of course. So we fucked her up with Satan’s cock and filled her with his seed before snuffing her out.

My oh my, how naughty some of you can be, and it seems just right up my alley too.

Evil phone sex miracles are made with my body

Evil phone sexThe French call the orgasm the little death and I am searching for death both large and small during evil phone sex. My ambitions, my passions, my fun, they’re all past issues that don’t matter anymore the moment I’m under a knife or man’s torture tools. I seek out greater pains, greater vengeful wrath meant towards others that he can make my problem. Just last night I found myself sliced into and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips and threatened to make my life another scarcity. He’d told me if I was too loud he’d slit my throat, and I thought he meant it. I felt an incision at my bloody dream flow just after I let out my blissful gasp. The thing is, I was still alive, I hadn’t been fully carved into oblivion yet. A sign of his cowardice, maybe, but also a sign of his desire to keep me around a little longer to wreck, destroy, and treat to an oblivion of orgasmic bliss. Killer phone sex just doesn’t get better.

His cock was somewhere, I wasn’t fully sure. So many blades having nicked me, cut me, turned me into a whining bitch. I couldn’t feel anything properly anymore. Maybe I’d lost too much blood, maybe I’d lost my mind. Maybe it was his meaty need roughing up my insides down low and pushing me towards an edge I hadn’t known I’d needed. Or maybe that was yet another blade, permanently scarring me and destroying me for other men. The difference wasn’t in what was really happening, it’s what he wanted to happen. I was a slutty torture slave for his whims and needs and nothing was going to change that, not even an idealized realization of the dark abyss knife play phone sex.

I’ll Be Your Mother: Slice Me!

Mutilation phone sex

 

Your mom is such a bitch, isn’t she? Haven’t you ever wanted to torture and kill her? Don’t you dream of slicing her throat open for nagging you  or stabbing her chest for getting in your business? 

You can’t kill her, though. Social conventions keep you from ending that bitch’s life and walking away free. In addition, she makes some amazing food that you would miss if you took a machete and sliced off her head. So, what can someone like you do? You get a surrogate. 

I look just like your mother, don’t I? That is, if your mother was a vulnerable teen cum dumpster. Your mother has been on your ass about some bullshit and someone needs to pay. Take your knife and cut me from clit to tits. Make me scream and wish I was never born. Make deep cuts all over my body to make me feel how you feel right now. Get all of your anger out and, if I haven’t died from blood cut, slice my throat. 

Bloody phone sex with the highest bidder my Master could find.

Bloody phone sexMy master isn’t very selective on who he gives me to for horrendously bloody phone sex. If they can pay and manage to impress him even al little bit, I find myself sold off for a short while like a tool or electronic you can rent at a store. It’s degrading, I belong to master, he deserves my attention and I his! If it was up to me I’d spend all day and night cradling his balls while ensuring his every whim and fancy are tended to. He’d be in his own paradise. Unfortunately it’s not up to me, I have to give my beautiful body to random men, and sometimes those men are like this. Sometimes those men tie me down with metal rope – chains – and don’t care that they’re too tight and are digging into my evil phone sex skin. Sometimes those men are really rough with my bare ass, spanking it hard enough to make it loud. My insides always shift when that happens, squelching a little and forcing a moan from my lips. I don’t like it when that happens, but just like being rented out I don’t get a choice at what my evil body decides to do to my wills and whims. I’m not just a slave to master, I’m a slave to this cursed conditioning and all the lewd ways it makes me a toy to the highest bidder. It doesn’t take me long once I’m tied down and being roughed up to get me gushing and my cheeks red. I’m a blushy girl for a lovely evening on a stone table with a ritual knife. Knife play phone sex actually really gets me going, I love the feeling of my skin being separated while I’m blindfolded and don’t even get a warning. Pain is invigorating and almost makes me forget that I’m not with master making his night a fantasy.

Blasphemy sex is his secret desire

blasphemy sexBlasphemy Sex is not what I wanted, but I got conditioned to it. The only way I could put myself in a situation that would put me at risk of being hurt. My boyfriend would enjoy writing all the sinister things that pass thru my mind.

A good whore like me will always tend to a man who wants to ruin them. I was looking thru my boyfriend’s phone. I shouldn’t have, but curiosity got the best of me when I ran into his plans of cutting me slowly and sacrificing me to satan.

At first, I was so creeped out, but then I read some more and saw that it was all for him to get ahead at work and make a significant amount of money. Satan rules weak-minded individuals who always have a dumb slut near them, like me.

My cunt was so excited as I rubbed it reading all the malicious acts he wanted to endure on me.

Killer Phone Sex Queen Aria Kills This Fetish!

Killer phone sex

I have this fantasy where I have some killer phone sex. It starts our soft and sweet then works into being something more murderous. With me, everything is to the extreme. So, don’t call me expecting something simple and pathetic because I wont do it. I expect hardcore and rough, not some soft mushy gooey lovey dovey stuff.

I expect murder and forced sex and extreme age play. Everything has to be so hot and extreme that it makes me melt. I expect only the best, because I give nothing but the best. I want hot murderous sex. The kind that you have to beg and plead and ask permission to proceed.

I am the ruler and mistress of this fantastical fantasy play, and you are simply my follower who will do as I ask and play my knife games with me. Will you drown in your own blood? Or will you drown in someone else’s, your pets? The one you played with so hardcore that they are left numb and go limp and pale.

All of that glorious blood, sticky warm gooey blood is so delicious I cant get enough of my murderous play. Can you? Of course not, these knives are shar enough for both of us to have a little chase and some fun.

So, come and play my little knife game and join in on my fantastical murderous game of love and lust. Sex is always open for those who are dominant and know what they want.

Evil Phone Sex: Let Me Be Your Next Victim!

Evil Phone SexSometimes I can be a bit of a evil phone sex bitch. I like fucking with people and people generally are not too fond of that. Including the dumb bimbo bitches at school. I love making fun of them and how stuck up they are. Although, sometimes being a bitch can get me in a bit of trouble. One time I was walking home from school when these sluts came up from behind me and hit me over the head with a giant stick. 

I fell to the ground grabbed the back of my head and felt the warm blood hit my fingers. My eyes blurred as I looked around at them trying to adjust and get my barrings. However, I was overtaken with fists and kicks being logged at me. Suddenly a knife was pressed against my throat and a rope was wrapped around each of my wrists. They then tied me to the tree on my knees, my face squished against it and my arms tied like I was giving the tree a giant hug. I tried to fight but there were at least 6 of them against one me. I screamed for them to stop as they used the knife to cut away my clothes leaving me naked. Torture Phone Sex

They even carved “Free Whore,” in my skin before being on their way, laughing, at me naked tied to a tree. They never could have guessed their group of boyfriends would be coming through there more than an hour later. They took the sign as a personal invitation and used and violated my pussy and ass for their own pleasure, regardless of my pleas for them to stop. I guess I could say those bitches got the best of me but in the end, I fucked their men so I guess the win is mine.

You Want Domination Phone Sex With Me?

Domination phone sex

I hate to tell you but domination phone sex with me isn’t going to go the way you think it will if you’re going to act like some sort of feral fuck pig.  If you think that you’re going to come into my house and dominate me within an inch of my life, you have another thing coming.  Sure, I might seem like your average, unassuming cum slut who can’t get enough cock in her life and will take it however you give it, but you have to know by now that I’m much more than that.  Otherwise you’re in for a real fucking treat.

I do love to be controlled in the bedroom, I’m not saying that.  You have to do it right though, or else you won’t turn me on, you’ll just piss me off.  Let me explain.  The kind of sex I need is dirty and hardcore, the real hardcore hole stretching, sticky, stinky stuff.  This kind of sex comes with safe words because it absolutely has too.  Ignore those safe words just so you can hear me scream a little louder or fight you off harder than I should have to and you’re fucking done.  I don’t mean done having your way with me, disrespect my subspace and you’re fucking dead, guy.

Sure, it feels great inside to do your worst to someone.  I get it, that’s basically my bread and butter.  But you have to remember that, even though you’re the one telling me how to take and please your prick, I’m in charge.  I’m always in charge.  You hear my safe words then you better slow your roll and ease up a bit.  If not, you’ll be down on the floor in a bloody phone sex heap, unable to move as I stand over you and let all of the cum you shot on and in me drain down onto your soon to be lifeless body.  That’ll be the last thing you see before you bleed out, bud.  You won’t even know what hit you, but you’ll know who did it for sure.

 

I Snuffed Your Wife On Valentine’s Day!

Sadistic Phone SexIt didn’t take very long for me to think of the perfect gift for you, I knew just the thing you’d want me to do! After you left for work yesterday afternoon, I knew she’d be all alone, I let myself into the house and waited for my moment. She was coming out of the shower when I grabbed her by the hair, I threw her down and kicked her right in the stomach. I was already wearing my special dildo, the one you like the most, the one with the knife just beneath the head of the cock. I held her down and spread those legs laughing at her screams, I forced my strap-on in that worthless gash. She tried hard to get away but I was just too excited to snuff the cunt, I had my dildo deep in her guts before she could even turn over. What a bloody mess she made as I fucked her, the screams were delicious…. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, you walked in on us. You were so happy to see your gift and the look of shock and betrayal on her face was worth more than anything you could have given me.

Evil phone sex whore Stephanie

evil phone sex

If you know me, then you know that my evil phone sex fantasies are based on all of the disgusting, twisted things that I do to my victims. I’ve said before and it’s still true, that there is no shortage of little brats going missing all across the country and I’m a slut that loves to travel. No matter where I go, a little whore always ends up missing without a trace and I always end up with another dark and evil story to tell my callers. There are so many different methods of torture that turn me on and get my evil slut cunt wet that I can never pick a favorite. All I know is, something about the sound of bones snapping and the gurgling of a bitch with a slit throat turn me into an insatiable, blood thirsty whore. I just got back from a little trip with Daddy and I have plenty to talk about. What I really want, is to hear your most gruesome fantasy and see if it even comes close to some of the fucked up shit I’ve done to my victims this week. Let’s trade stories of mutilation and torture and see if you have what it takes to make this evil bitch cum!