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Blasphemy sex can be Sadistic phone sex

 

Blasphemy sex

I have bruises all over my body and my pussy is swollen. Mom, I haven’t done anything. I keep hearing noises in my room and hands reaching out touching me body parts inserted in me. When scream out for my mom hoping she comes into the room to catch what’s going on she never sees anything. One night I see a man in a brimmed hat a broom and A BBC. He beats me with the broom until I’m bloody on the ground. He forced me choking me till I couldn’t breathe. Shoving that BBC up my ass ripped me to my pussy hole. I couldn’t move I couldn’t wake up I was stuck at this moment with him raping me and beating me.

Blasphemy sex

One night when I was laying in bed with my mother for her protection. He showed up eyes glowing red picked me up by my mouth and started beating me punching me in the mouth. He is choking me against the wall. My nose is bleeding my mouth is bleeding I don’t know what to do. My mom woke up from the screaming. Yelling what are you doing are you ok I was telling her there was a man right there, but she sees nothing. Then just like that, he’s gone. This happened for weeks before my mother decided I was possessed and needed a seance. When she called the priest over leaving us alone, so he can try to expel the demon from me. The demon was too strong making the priest rips off my clothes. He defiled me shoving his Dick into my pussy in real life. His hands are still on my head trying to pray for me. This Blasphemy sex lasted long and hard as I screamed for my mom, but she never came into the room.

Snuff Sex Porn All Hallows Sleaze

It’s all Hallows Eve Snuff sex porn filming full of sadistic sleaze. Filming took place in the dwellings of a crack house. Walls covered in plastic sheeting and lot’s of chains. The filthy mattress was crusted with dried blood and cum stains. The room smelled of piss.

I walked in looking like a bimbo prostitute as per the requirements for the filming. These films don’t offer costumes and a place to ready yourself. Walk in off the street ready to go and make it real. Well, I guess this was as real as it gets. Crack heads and the pimp or dealer was at the door. Looking me up and down he told me I needed to blow him in order to get inside.

I figured it was part of it all and like a good whore I started sucking his big nigger thug dick. I sucked and he got forceful and mean with me. He started slapping me and pushing in my throat deeper. I was gagging and gasping. I wanted to get away. He laughed and said this is only a warm up bitch.

How do you expect the rest of this to play out? What ways would you fantasy rape and kill me? Would you knock me out and drag me into the plastic room. Throw me on the bed and cut off my sleazy dress and tiny stripper panties? I bet you would fuck me with that knife then shoved your cock into sliced up pussy and make me really scream.

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Bloody phone sex is our own Halloween special

Bloody phone sexThe hiss that escapes out between clenched teeth during Bloody phone sex, the dreaded fear that comes with a cold steel at skin, and the exhilaration as it slices through muscle and transforms a feature into something completely different. I’m a masochist through and through, and my scars are just another reminder at the bliss I’ve managed to convey to myself despite a lot of supporters telling me I’m going to far. They’re not battle scars that mark my body, I’m not an edgy teen too lost in the whirling pain to express myself in any way but overwhelmed by agony, I’m just that tainted and twisted. I love every moment, every bloody drop spilled, and every piercing scream you get with Evil phone sex. If it’s not on my personal canvas, it has to be someone else doesn’t it? One way or another, blood will be spilled, and I hope it’s mine but I’m not averse to spreading out if it means someone cries out and wakes the dead. 

If I can get that while a cock is pumping in my pussy, all the better. I’m not going to try and pretend I’m above being a dirty slut, it’s my career and I take pride in it. I bruise easily, so if my whole abdomen isn’t purple by the time you’re done reaming me, you clearly didn’t try hard enough you fucking pussy. Don’t be a weak ass bitch with me, I want to feel bones creak and blood flow. If you don’t have it in you to fuck hard enough to make a cunt cry, then you better at least be able to work a knife or bite hard. No pussies here except my actual pussy, you better work your magic and make me cum a crimson stream.

It’s halloween, don’t fuck around, get out all your gruesome Rape phone sex fantasies on my poor abused body.

Rented off for Violent phone sex

Violent phone sexThe men sold my Violent phone sex services out to a brutal ugly bastard, and he had no issues proving that sometimes looks are not at all deceiving. He started the session by clapping my ass with his big strong, frankly hulking hands. My cheeks jiggled, then quaked, and before long I was quivering in pain from the sting. It was like a shockwave had hit and flown through my whole body one inch at a time. It shook me to my core, and that was before he lifted me up with far too much force and pressed me against the wall by my front without relent. He pressed against me so hard with his massive body that my Cheap phone sex nipples scraped against the wood and I found myself crying out. He then went and rubbed his massive, honking cock up against my whore slit. It was so huge it drove me crazy, the redness flowing over my cheeks as fast as the juice dripping down my legs. I couldn’t help it, never can, when the smell of a rigid fuck meat standing tall in excitement hits my nose I’m immediately soaked and wiggling my hips. I’m trained too well, conditioned to be horny to a fault. I’m a pleasure slave and I know it. So when he raised the tip of his fat prick up to my swollen, needy lips, I pressed down despite his body pressing me against the wall and I swallowed him up. Devouring his Taboo phone sex cock exactly where I needed it, stretching me out far too much and breaking me in before he even began to thrust. Once he did thrust, grabbing me hard enough to bruise my flesh before pumping rapidly, it was with enough force to knock the air out of my lungs and roll my eyes back in surprise.

Sacrifice for Samhain

Bondage phone sex

To properly celebrate Samhain, my little coven and I rejoice in a variety of rituals: nude nature walks, sumptuous feasts and, best of all, hole bashing bondage phone sex with a physical manifestation of death, itself.  Conjuring up some vile visitor from the underworld and letting it have its way with us is the best way to increase the power in our little triad of terror, not to mention the fact that demon cock feels amazing, so we do it every year.  And, like any good witch, we celebrate all three days.  

On the 31st, it’s a little witches’ ball with just the three of us and one lucky lad that we invite to be the recipient of all of our attention.  We drink and dance and play with his genitals until one of us ends up making him cum in our hands.  Then, we save it.  Every last drop.  But night one is only for handy work.

On the 1st, the four of us take a nude hike through the woods.  Every time we stop to rest, we take turns blowing our lucky boy toy until he shoots a sticky load in our mouths.  By the time we’re done walking we’ve all gotten some of his goop.  Then we saved it.  Spit it out into a canteen.  Day two is the day we use our mouths.

The 2nd is when things get really fun.  We start off with a daytime feast for the four of us full of food, wine and butt fucking.  I mean, you can’t spell “bacchanal” without “anal.”  Inevitably, sometime during the whole thing, usually between the food and the ass ramming, our simple boy asks who the fifth plate of food and wine goblet are for.  We just laugh at him and take his fuck hog as far in our rectums as we can and grind around on him until he fills our shit boxes with spunk.  You know what happens next.  We shoot that shit filled cum out of our assholes and save it.  We saved all of his seed for all three days for what happens next.

After the feast, it’s time for the sacrifice.  This is when the worm turns for our lucky stud.  He gets lured onto our sacrificial altar and strapped down so he can’t move.  After we each say our part, his throat is slit and he bleeds out, quick and simple.  Once all of his blood is collected, we can finally get to performing the great rite and increasing the power of our crazy little coven.

The dark entities of death we conjure are drawn to human bodily fluids and waste like moths to a juicy, stinky flame.  We cover ourselves in that boy’s blood and all of that spit and shit filled jizz he gave us before his demise and recite an invocation so we can offer ourselves to whatever awful being we decide to bring forth.  We don’t do it three times in one night, only one of us gets to be ravaged by a rotten wraith each year.  No high priestess in our coven, we share power.  So, every three years, I get to look forward to being tied up, covered in sludge and wailed away on by some ghastly ghoul.  And this is my year.  I can’t fucking wait!

 

Accomplice Phone Sex: Let’s get down to business.

 


Accomplice Phone Sex

That’s right, I’ll be your very own little Accomplice Phone Sex slut. Giving you everything you’ve ever wanted in a sick fucked up fantasy where you would need someone to be an Accomplice? To me that word… Accomplice, just means that you’re too much of a chicken shit to do it yourself. So you need sweet little Cora to do it for you, don’t ya?

Well, what are you waiting for? Get your cock out, I’ll get our little victim and we can begin having the best time you could ever imagine.  I know, I have this whole thing about being the victim myself, and you may be questioning my ability to actively help you wreak havoc on someone’s world. I can assure you that my fantasies can become your reality. Let me help you. Let’s get dark and fucked up together.

Snuff Sex Devil’s Night Ritual

The Devil’s Night is upon us and so are the millions of rituals that will happen around the World. In my little cul-de-sac of the cities edge is where a snuff sex ritual will be enacted. Unwilling victims of sacrifice as I look on and laugh.

It’s my pleasure to fuck the one that gets most brutal with the fuck bait. Last year was super demented and special. We filmed it, and it was memorable. I have a still of the action and of me watching on as I shared the scenes with my Internet channel of sadistic craving followers.

Truth is, I have my own little sex cult of sinners. We get deranged and I fucking get off on it. We have viewing parties and then there are initiation parties. The initiation ones are my favorite. Guess that is due to the depraved shit that happens.

Last year I was dressed as my glorious Blood Countess self, and had my killer clown Uncle Sam at my side. I love to hunt on All Hollow’s eve as Brats and parents beg for poison and dress up in costumes. We will find our prime suspects and stalk them to the second we get a chance to have them wander down my street.

The black van with black lights is waiting at dead man’s end. That is where Uncle Sam Clown got his first victim. A girl in a lolita costume snuck down to pee in the woods. Uncle Sam Clown was over excited and grabbed her.

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I love to eat lolita’s with Cannibalism phone sex

Cannibalism phone sexI love to eat Lolita’s with Cannibalism phone sex. I post all sorts of snuff sex on dark websites, hidden so deep your agent would never be able to find it.  I have tons of fans and viewers, and this time I got a very taboo request from a fan. He commented, “you should eat a sweet and cute Lolita out, in more ways than one. ;)” I knew exactly what he meant! After all, I live in a perverted world of darkness. I sought out an adorable Lolita, and I found the perfect one. She was blond and her skin was milky pale. The blood spatters and gore on this whore would be incredible on her skin. I also give Sadistic phone sex to many of my viewers, a lot of them are my regulars. They love listening to Lolita torture and their screams. I knocked that innocent slut unconscious at the park and took her into my work basement.  It’s so close to Halloween, so this will be a perfect Halloween special for my viewers! I’m waiting to show it until the 31st. God, my pussy was so fucking excited to get started. When she finally woke up, she was panicking, screaming, crying, you know what they always do. This was going to be some real fun Bloody phone sex. Hehe! I started to record the crying little one and walked over to her. I started off with small cuts on that pale and silky skin, it was so soft. It cut like paper. “Stop! Please stop it! No, no, no!” Her screams were ear piercing, so I slapped that bitch across the face and yelled at her to shut the fuck up. She kept crying loudly, she even threw up all over my floor. I sighed and went back to business. I kept torturing that beautiful little body of hers, I licked up her neck and bit down until I drew blood. I licked my lips at the delicious taste of metal and sweetness of her sticky red juices. I even put my hand down to that whore’s cunt and started to play with it. I rubbed her tiny clit and watched her sob. This Snuff porn video is going to be a hit! I just know it. My pussy was so deliciously wet, I strip teased for the camera and showed off my dripping wet black panties. I took out my scapple from my medical tray and tied that slut down to a wooden bed. “Stay still, good girl.” I purred, before I carefully sliced her sensitive tummy open. I let her scream; I knew how painful it was for her. She coughed up blood and couldn’t get a single word out. I went to the sides of her stomach and cut more so I could open up her small body. It revealed her juicy and bloody insides. I saw her heart beating, it was slowing down due to the amount of pain she was in, and the blood loss. Isn’t Evil phone sex just the best? Hehe! The stupid bitch was dying right in front of my eyes, I saw every ounce of life in her hazel eyes fade when I shoved my hand into her intestines and took out her small stomach. “Mm, fuck yeah!” I came on the spot, feeling that gushy and fatty stomach that still had its acids inside the pulsing organ. I sunk my teeth down into it like a feral animal and ate it. It wasn’t as tough as I thought it was going to be, but she’s young! The organs skin was still thick, but not as big as an adult’s stomach would have been. I tasted her juicy stomach acids and dark blood. The stomach acid was bitter, and salty. Humans tend to have different tastes depending on your own taste buds. Mm, I kept digging into her organs and bones, I was shoving every piece of meat inside of her that I could find into my mouth. She was so tasty! She tasted like a sweet beef once I got to the muscle of her arms and legs. She wasn’t a very meaty Lolita, but damn was she delicious!

Torture Sex and Castration Fun with a Pathetic Tinkerbell

torture sexI am known as a torture sex bitch. So, when this little caged sissy called me, I was shocked at first. I am not a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore sadistic bitch into inflicting real pain. I specialize in cock and ball torture; I even go as far as to castrate losers. It does not take much to get me to mutilate your sex organs. I thrive on it. I knew this little sissy bitch had a death wish to call me and send me these shameful pictures. I mean who in their right mind would send me these pics and think I would not use them for nefarious purposes?  I am not some GFE babe or a sissy trainer. I am a hardcore castration phone sex bitch. I take men’s’ balls for looking at me funny. Look at this pathetic loser? She did this to herself, so you can imagine what I would do to her.  I castrated this sissy bitch, but only after and hour of tortuous foreplay that was pure pleasure for me.

castration phone sexThis little Goth sissy is what I would call self-ware. She did not call me for sissy training. She is a pain slut.  Likely born in the wrong body because she had a clit not dick. I called her Tinkerbell because her little cock cage made a ringing sound, and Tinkerbell is a good sissy faggot name. At least she was smart enough to know she was not calling a traditional sissy trainer. I am a sadistic taboo phone sex bitch. I tortured that little Tinkerbell. She even helped in her own torture. She has an electric wand that shocks the body. It is akin to a cattle prod. Of course, I had her kick it up many notches beyond her comfort zone because that is what I do. I push pain tolerances. I make worthless tinkerbells beg for mercy. I find the pain threshold and push right past it. I do not get many pathetic pansy sissies calling me, but when I do, I castrate the losers and torture their shrinky dinks.

Sex with dead bodies is not the main objective just a bonus

Sex with dead bodies“Just kill me now!” she begged, and though I do love Sex with dead bodies I want her to suffer just a little bit more. Doesn’t she know it not about the destination for me but the journey. I love to hear her screams and to see the terror in her eyes. Knowing that I have complete control over this slut is my crack.

Ive had this sadistic fantasy about grabbing a cute innocent little slut and hog tying her up and torturing her. I found this beauty at the bus stop and I knew she was perfect for the ritual. She screams echo so loudly in this empty warehouse. The acoustics seem to vibrate like the best vibrator and I can feel my cunt well up.

When I grabbed the hot knife and sliced through here the smell of her skin cooking under the heat did it for me. I fell into a pool of her blood and my squirt. Legs shaking and heart racing I needed more I started slashing her wildly, blood spewing every which way. I am cuming over and over again as I see the life fading from her eyes.

Just when I thought I couldn’t cum again I heard the hiss of her letting out her last breath. She looks so much more angelic lying her motionless as blood drips out her many wounds. I could help but take advantage of that warm hole. I rammed my tongue deep inside tasting the aftermath of the trauma I inflicted. I can taste the blood mixed with her cum. It’s funny how even when you know you are going to die your body will still react to stimuli isn’t it?