Tag: gothic phone sex

Real Goth Teen Phone Sex Means Real Pain

Goth teen phone sex

 

All of these little goth teen phone sex bitches who think they have dark souls because they had a rough life need to get a fucking clue.  And I’m going to give it to them.  Those gloomy girls need something to cry about other than mommy and daddy not giving them as much attention as they’d like.  So, as it goes, I’m going to give them some attention that they’ll definitely hate to ensure that their dim outlook on the world is well founded and that the crocodile tears they love to cry are filled with pain.

Imprisonment works wonders for making a tragically gothic styled girlie feel the bleakness of their bland and boring daily lives.  I keep them locked up for a couple of days without any contact with anyone, even myself.  48 straight hours of solitude in a dim and dingy basement is living hell for a teen slut.  No texting, no social media, no parents to get into some weird, angsty fight with.  Just their completely naked, stripped down selves in an empty cell.

When I finally show up in their cold little prison, they always start crying and pleading with me to let them go.  Always.  I tell them that I will in due time but they aren’t ready to be released yet.  I’m not lying to them, I mean it.  I like the potential in them, they just need some help realizing it so they can live a truly melancholy life of gothic misery.  I want them out there in the world spreading their little bits of misery to everyone, but first, they have to learn their lesson.

When I strap them down, they fucking lose their shit.  Those mere moments of freedom between the cell and the Saint Andrew’s cross I lock them up on for proper torturing purposes gives them a glimmer of hope, but the iron shackles locked tight around their ankles and wrists rips it away instantly.  Sometimes they get violent and try to bite or headbutt me, it messes with them so much.  I get it, I don’t blame them a bit.  But I can’t be getting knocked out by some random slut’s oversized forehead or what have you, so I encase their cabeza’s in a big heavy skull mask.  Cools their jets instantly.

From there, I shove a fat black dildo that I attached to the end of an ax handle deep into their counterfeitly catastrophic cunts and take them through whippings and beatings with various tools and implements.  Wooden spoons and stinging nettles are a pretty fun flogging combo.  For me, anyway.  I’m also fond of taking handfuls of thumb tacks and throwing them at my captives as hard as I can.  Leaves really cool marks and sometimes I even get some to stick, it’s pretty fucking funny.

As promised, when I’m satisfied with my work and am certain that they’ll never forget the time they spent with me, I take them out to a completely random location and let them go.  What they do and where they go from there is up to them.  I like to think that they go on to spread real pain and suffering throughout the world instead of the fake as fuck, woe is me grim and gothic phone sex shit that they did in the past.  We’ll see.

 

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.  

 

Bloody Fantasies

Evil Phone Sex Sin

You have been such a naughty man, punishing those little sluts without me using all my chains and knives like you own them. Now it’s my turn to torture you, how I love watching you moan and groan- I have yet to make you scream. Oh darling I know you don’t understand how I have strapped you up with those arms so tight above your head and that heavy weight holding your hard cock down. But it’s satisfying to me knowing you can’t get yourself out ahahah! Placing those hooks deep into the skin of your thighs so I can tug and lift your legs as I please getting ready to rape you with this big black cock strap on makes me so fucking excited. I know that weight pulling on your hard cock as you get lifted in the air is going to make those balls feel like they are getting torn off and that’s exactly what I need babe. I want to rip your cock clean off while the rest of your skin gets peeled and that ass gets stretched out as you beg for fucking mercy.

Gothic Phone Sex Fantasies are Super Hot for Me as the Accomplice Too

gothic phone sexGothic phone sex fantasies are super hot to me. I love vampires, zombies and monsters in general. If I had my pick, vampires are the hottest of the supernatural creatures we see in movies. I think of the hot vampire in Fright Night or the gorgeous blood suckers in True Blood or the Vampire Diaries. I get monster type calls periodically and when I get to chose how I die, I go with the sexy vampire. Why would I not? Of course, I know they do not look as good in their undead form but while walking at night looking for blonde bimbos to feast on, they are often hot as fuck like Eric from True Blood. I had a caller earlier in the week who usually kills me rather violently during our fantasy phone sex calls. He let me pick this time how to die, so I suggested he be a Gothic blood sucker. He liked the idea of eternal life and turning a bunch of sexy bitches into his eternal sex slaves. It was a hot roleplay, more romantic but with plenty of violence and gore to turn me on. I am a pain slut. My sexy vampire made me his head sex slave which meant I had to lure him some young things to turn. When you get the vampire’s kiss, you stay the way you are forever. He likes pretty young things. I am pretty but not so young, so I lured some barely teenage girls to his house to party. I lead them to their slaughter, their blood bath. It works for me too because then I have young cute sex slaves to worship my dead cunt. I love being an accomplice phone sex partner to the dead and the living. What kind of fantasy can we do and who can we kill?

Accomplice Phone Sex Snuff Goddess Morticia

Come play a game with me, your Sadistic Morbid Morticia. I will make sure you have a lot of fun pervert daddy. I need an accomplice phone sex puppet maker. I will snip and cut away but you need to put that daddy stick inside something little and tight while I mend the edges and snip around little parts to make them bloody. I like to make puppets. I know you will be a great muppet form for my little girls and boys puppet toys. I never really had dolly’s as a little girl. Well, wait I did, actually, but they weren’t normal dolly’s you find in toy stores. They were voodoo dolly’s my mommy had.

They were ones I dug up from the garden and added my own stabbings of pins and scissors to. I did have a little brat that lived down the street to play dress up with me. Well, she stopped breathing when I stitched her mouth shut because she was crying all the time.

I really just wanted to make her look like one of the dolly’s I dug up in the yard. I put pins in her and a pair of scissors in her brain. I hammered a screw driver in her eye and she kept screaming so I sewed her mouth shut. I dressed her in funeral cloth and took her to mommy and asked if she was ready to go into the dirt. Maybe we can practice with a few brats together?

Accomplice phone sex

Teen Rape Porn is Fun to Make: I Bring the Slut, You Bring the Cock

teen rape pornI love making teen rape porn for profit. Sometimes, however, it is charity because I meet some annoying piece of fuck meat, I just think the world would be better off without. I was at the mall on Saturday. I am not a mallrat. I never was, but a suburban mall is a plethora of bratty teens and sometimes you meet a brat so worthy of dying, you do it for free. I met this blonde whore at a coffee shop. She cut in line then gave me shade. She was cock teasing all the men in the line too. She thought her shit did not stink. I just helped her realize it does. I stalked her subtly. I am a master of blending in despite my Gothic phone sex look. No one ever remembers me in the crowd where a missing girl was last seen. I can stand out and blend in simultaneously. She was old enough to drive, so I followed her in what I suspected was her daddy’s Lexus. You know the type of spoiled princess I am talking about, right? A cute young thing that gets away with murder because she is daddy’s girl and daddy is filthy rich. I was happy to put her out of your misery because one day she would cock tease the hell out you just to cut in line.

I ran the spoiled bitch off the road in a car I hot wired because it belonged to this P man who must register wherever he lives. I am a planner. I knew I was going to kill this day, so I had a plan. I just did not have a target yet until this privileged cunt crossed my path. I put a condom on a rubber dildo and explored your rape phone sex fantasies for this little whore. I killed her brutally too. Just first I had to stage the scene to look like a sexual assault / murder. I enjoyed her screams and seeing her blood leave her body and stain the dewy grass of the woods. This cunt, I killed for free.

Cannibalism Phone Sex Feast of Virginal Flesh

I love a gourmet meal of the connoisseur kind. For me Cannibalism phone sex is a way to rehash some of the finest meals. The hunt for the tender delicious veal like flesh is the purest joy. Honing in on the target, and preparing the victim for the exquisite feast she will offer up to her huntress and accomplices is like preparation of grapes for wine. Well, sort of…. only we don’t want it fermented nor aged.

Pure, virginal, and sweet. The tender plump rump roast of a juicy bottom with the fattiness of innocence. Virginal in it’s capture, but broken once she has been kept and fed a proper diet for a week or two. I know it is so difficult not to defile the treasured feast while we fatten it up properly. But the basting of semen and urine is essential so while the victim is caged she is naked and used for your pleasures.

Fuck the little whores mouth. I have removed her teeth and that makes for a nice cock stoker Fine tuning the flesh for consumption is part of my process. I will cut out her anus and you are welcome to fuck that filth hole with intestines. Her virginal cunt will only be allowed the penetration once I am ready to prepare her. I will slice her open and removed the organs.

Once they are removed her cunt is yours. Then I will slice off the tender ass cheeks to marinate for a few hours in the finest seasonings and Bordeaux. The head served slightly preserved on a stake over the body sliced and spread with fixings for a fine meal.

Cannibalism Phone Sex

Forceful Violation and Murder phone sex Fantasies

You will join me in conjuring a Satanic Circle and obtaining a little cunt for something sinister. There will be some forceful violation by your p-cock as I carve our victim with the sacrificial sigils offering her to the demons. This is a Murder phone sex Fantasies kind of fun. Full moon fever means some blood lust and virginal sacrifices were meant to happen. Oh and did it happen!

Nothing better than a fellow dark soul that craves the succulent tight cunts for destroying and deflowering as she bleeds out. Thing is that it’s great money to offer up the virgin cunts. It’s such a waste to sacrifice a virgin w/o letting her holes be deflowered as she bleeds out. I found a way to fulfill many needs. But this means you must attend the Black Mass with me and be as dark as I am to partake in this special double feature. I call it Satanic Snuff and it’s my favorite thing ever.

Murder phone sex Fantasies

Goth Teen Independence

Goth teen phone sex

 

In the mood to celebrate the Fourth of July with a little goth teen phone sex, huh?  Well I got some bad news for you, Slick.  The only thing me and my girls are doing tonight is calling forth the rise of the much needed matriarchy.  All you loud mouthed dicks with legs had your shot and you’ve obviously fucked the world up way more than it ever should’ve been.  Now it’s our turn, go lay the fuck down, guy.

What, I’m supposed to be celebrating our “great nation’s” independence?  Go to a cookout, eat a bunch of greasy processed meat products and imbibe copious amounts of alcohol so that I might pass out on a blanket under the fireworks and get fingerbanged in my sleep by a couple of patriotic creeps in the middle of a field full of a bunch of flag waving, fart ripping fuck pigs?  Yeah, no thanks.  I already have plans, but thanks for the invite.

My team of naughty nyctophiles and I are going to burn this whole fucking place to the ground.  The WHOLE fucking place.  The entire world needs to be wiped clean.  The patriarchy has got to go and the punishment for their careless treatment of everything over which they seek to claim dominion is a sure and fiery death.  Hey, it’s not my will.  Gaia has spoken and will be guiding us on our journey of much needed mayhem until her work is done.  Think of it as mother nature’s fiery house cleaning and we’re the maids.

Get behind us and watch the world start anew.  Stand in our way and you will be just as scorched as the earth upon which we march.  We march for the natives of this, and every other, country who were displaced and destroyed by another race of people.  We march for the poor and downtrodden who aren’t given a voice in any land and are dying to be heard.  We march for the women and girls who are forced to endure the misogynistic laws and social norms that classify us as second class citizens.  We march for peace, we march for fire, we march for the matriarchy.  We will march and we will destroy.

Is that goth enough for you?  Is there enough angst in my words to make you feel like you want to spend a little time with me?  I don’t really give a fuck, guy.  You are part of the problem.  You and every other cum craving creepo that thinks women owe him something.  If you want to fuck me, you know which side of the line you need to stand on.  If you’re ready to fry and sizzle like a piece of fuck pig bacon, well.. enjoy the Fourth of July.

 

My Vampire Fantasies

Violent Phone Sex

I love being a dark seductress with a twisted mind full of dark fantasies! I’ve been having the strangest dreams of being fucked by a vampire. In these dreams I take a wild journey from being a victim, who gets fed on, to becoming the vampire who preys on the innocent. The dreams are so intense, it’s almost as if I can feel my neck being bitten and my cunt taking a forceful cock. I wake up with my pussy so drenched and my heart racing, I know there is someone watching me but I have no idea who. I’m not afraid, I’m only turned on and thirsty to taste blood and feel fangs piercing my skin. Sometimes I wonder if I’m crazy for thinking this way but then I remember that I’m a dark twisted whore and I wouldn’t have it any other way.