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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.

 

Snuff Porn is What I Love to Watch and Make

snuff pornI love snuff porn. Do you? I am not the kind of girl who watches sappy ass flicks like The Notebook or The Titanic.  Just not who I am. I love violence and gore. When I was a young girl, I was not watching Disney movies like most girls my age. I was not into cartoons or wholesome family entertainment. I inherited my grandfather’s sick perversions. I have the serial killer gene. My grandfather helped me nourish it too. I am not the typical serial killer though thanks to my grandfather. I do not harm animals. I do not have a type other than a breathing human being. I do not have a dump site like most serial killers. I do not even have the same method of operation that often links unsolved murders to an identifiable serial killer. My grandpa trained me to stay under the radar. I am a serial killer phone sex bitch that no one knows about yet because I kill under the radar. Things I learned as a schoolgirl from my grandpa included never killing someone that I had a personal beef with, or at least a beef with that could be traced. Never kill in my backyard. Never kill the same person repeatedly. Never kill the same way twice so a pattern can be identified and never leave a body to be found. My grandpa had to clean up my botched first kills. That was when he took me under his wing to teach me how to be a well oiled killing machine. I am sort of like a female Dexter. I know how to clean up DNA and leave no trace of a body. But I do not just kill bad people. I kill anyone who annoys me or pisses me off, or I kill out of convenience. I am a natural born killer though. Snuff phone sex comes easy to me, but if not for my grandpa, I may have been caught ions ago. Everyone needs a mentor. Let me be yours.

Gangbang Rape Porn at the Truck Stop with a Lot Lizard Whore

gangbang rape pornI made a gangbang rape porn at a truck stop last night. Not what I wanted to do at all, but I rarely do what I want. I owed my stepson because he gave me some coke. Usually, I work it off in trade somehow for him. I should have known that he would not give me coke without wanting something in return. He needed money and reminded me I owed him for the coke. I figured I would be doing a live stream in his apartment again. That is his favorite way to make me work off the coke he gives me. He had something a little different in mind this time. He took me to a truck stop. He was streaming me being a prostitute. I was a lot lizard whore for the night. It was a suggestion from one of his viewers. Real time stream of me getting used worse than an ass rape porn star. My stepson served as my pimp and my director. He knocked on cabs and offered me up for $100. Anything they wanted to do to me for 30 minutes. I thought $100 was too cheap, but my stepson said it was more about my humiliation than anything. Truckers were pulling out wads of cash to do play 30 minutes in heaven with a lot lizard skank. The first guy made me eat his smelly ass and drink his piss. Then he fisted me because his dick would not get hard. I would have preferred his limp dick to a big fist in my cunt any day. Another cab had two truckers and they each paid to fuck my asshole at the same time. That fucking hurt. Like hurt worse than a snuff porn because between them both they had dam near two feet of cock. Every trucker in that place wanted to violate me. My stepson made more off the live stream than the truckers, but this was less about money and more about humiliating his step mommy whore. Mission accomplished.

Evil phone sex: Bad Girl Pays For Sins

 

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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.

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Snuff Movies: You Can Be My Accomplice or My Star

snuff moviesI like to watch and make snuff movies. The question I have for you is do you want to star in my snuff flick or be my accomplice? Men serve only two roles in my world. Men are my victims or my accomplices. If you have read my blogs, you know that I am not your typical woman. I do not need attention. I do not need a man in my life to feel complete. I do not want or need romance. I crave violence. I like blood. I like the pain and fear of others. Your pain, your fear are my aphrodisiacs. When I met Alan on the dark net, he said he wanted to be my accomplice. He has long wanted to make a snuff porn with a young brat. Since I have zero maternal instincts, I have no problem kidnapping brats and killing them. The problem was that Alan was annoying. He was not accomplice material. He whined about everything. He did not want to take direction. We had the girl of his choice, but I decided to turn the tables and make him the victim and this little sassy girl my accomplice in killing him. She was spunky for a victim. She was shaming and threatening us as we kidnapped her. I love a fighter, but this little girl scared my so-called accomplice. I liked that this girl saw his weakness and used it against him. She was smarter than him. She was more of a fighter too. Because she was clearly superior to my accomplice, I armed the girl. I told her to fight for her life. She made a better accomplice phone sex partner than he did anyway. He just about shit his pants when he saw this little girl coming after him with a knife that I gave her. I told her how to cut off his cock so he could not do this to another girl again. I have a new, young accomplice protégé.

Knife Play Phone Sex is My Favorite Way to Torture and Kill

knife play phone sexKnife play phone sex is my favorite because my weapon of choice will always be a sharp blade. I love to sink a knife into a tender belly or use it cut off testicles. I think a knife requires more skill and has more uses than a gun. My grandfather used knifes. He was a hunter and not just of animals. I have shared some things about my late grandfather with my callers and readers of my blogs. But this is a story I never shared. Once, when I was a little girl, a friend of my father’s tried to touch me. I kicked him in the balls and made sure he knew I would stab him in the heart if he tried to touch me again. Even at that young of an age, I was a little ball buster. I told my dad and my grandfather. My dad was useless to me in that moment, but my grandfather had my back. My grandpa gave me my first taste for castration phone sex. That day I learned about revenge as the best justice. My grandfather invited this guy to go hunting with him but did not tell him he was the one being hunted. I was with my grandpa when Tim showed up. My grandpa played dumb and so did I. We went to the middle of the woods and that is when my grandpa showed his true colors. He pinned Tim to the ground and took his pants off. I was standing next to them holding a big knife. I was not scared or nervous either. My grandpa always had my back. Tim was fighting and screaming, but no one to hear him but the wild animals. My grandpa was a strong man. He held Tim down and instructed me what to do. I took a man’s balls for the first time as a schoolgirl. There was a lot of blood and screaming, but the torture sex made me want to do it again. We left him in the woods. He would either crawl back to civilization or be bear food. Never saw Tim again. He became a missing person that day, so I assume he became bear food. Or my grandpa went back and buried him in the woods. Either way, Tim the predator would never prey on a young girl again.

The Gift Of A Proper Farewell!

Murder Phone SexI had been wondering what to get you for your birthday, your tastes are so specific… then you told me about your best friend’s daughter dying and I knew just what you wanted. You told me that you always wanted to fuck her and she had died in the prime of her youth, what a waste of perfectly good pussy I thought. There I was on the phone making arrangements with the funeral director for a private viewing, I told him it would be a special moment before she was seen by her family for the last time. I told you that we were going on a romantic date, we entered the funeral parlor and you finally saw all my hard work.

I had lit the place with candles, the casket was open and waiting on the bench was the second part of my gift, her little sister; all tied up, naked and scared. You looked at me in amazement as you finally understood, I brought you here for the fuck you missed out on. Your cock was hard as soon as I opened that dead sluts dress to reveal her perfect cold body, her little sister screamed around her ball gag as soon as I touched the bitch. I snatched her up and sat her on top of her dead sister so you could fuck her young tight cunt. I opened the dead slut’s mouth and you slid your cock in, fucking her mouth hard as I played with her little sister’s pussy getting her all ready to take your dick. I told you to fuck her and cum in her cold dead sister’s mouth so her family could taste you on her lips as they said their final goodbyes!

Ass Rape Porn Stars Do Not Even Get New Year’s Off

ass rape pornAss rape porn stars never get a night off. Not even on New Year’s Eve. I was at home partying with a girlfriend. We were snorting lines of coke and fucking our sons. We sometimes like to trade boys. My boys had passed out from exhaustion. Their daddy never made it till midnight. I was having fun with my girlfriend and her boys when my stepson summoned me. I cannot tell him no. That never works. I should have known that he would have use for me on New Year’s Day. My girlfriend and her teenage son wanted to go with me. I told them this would not be pretty or safe. I encouraged them to stay at my place. I am a seasoned snuff porn star. She is just a party soccer mom. She insisted anyway. When I arrived, I pleaded with my stepson to leave my friend and her boy alone, but he thought I was bringing him a present.  I pleaded and begged, but he roped my friend and her boy into his stream. I was not high or drunk enough for this, but I had no choice. Neither did my friend. My stepson wanted some money, so he summoned his cash cow and according to him, he won the lottery because I brought a milf friend and a teenage boy. He decided to tie me and my friend up and let the boy fuck us. He directed the boy to fuck our assholes hard and raw. He even told him to choke us while fucking us. My stepson was going to turn this teen boy into an aggressive wild animal. The boy was enjoying it. His mother and I, however, were getting torn up and fucked hard. We could hear the dings. I knew that my stepson’s viewers were enjoying watching such a young boy fuck two hot milfs. We could have done without the choking and slapping, but we had no voice. My stepson needed money, and he will kill me if I turn him down. My girlfriend and I went back home, licked our wounds, but her son tied us up and fucked us some more. I think a sadist was born that day. A sadist with rape phone sex fantasies of his own.

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.

Violent Phone Sex Fantasies are a Happy New Year

violent phone sexIt was a violent phone sex New Years. I worked until a few hours before the new year. I had to sign off because I had a hot date. This killer man I met on the dark net wanted to take me hunting. I trusted him that I was not the one he would be hunting. I know it was a risk to go out with him. I did not know him, and I had no doubt that he had a black soul. I could see the darkness in his eyes. I knew he wanted to kill and hurt someone. I just prayed it was not me. I lucked out. He had his eye on this young girl who lives about 50 miles away. We took a road trip to kill her. On the way there he told me all about her. She is his illegitimate daughter. The baby mommy is bleeding him dry with support. He thought no daughter, no support for his one-night stand to keep milking him for. It was risky because he had a tie to this girl. He had the right accomplice though. I have learned a lot in the snuff porn business. I know how to cover my tracks and even push suspicion in a different direction, like the one-night stand’s new boyfriend. My partner was just an unknowing sperm donor. She is a piranha who traps men by getting pregnant. My partner in crime was more than willing to fuck his baby girl with a condom. I found the stash of condoms in the mother’s panty drawer and made him use that one because the condom used to fuck this young girl would be tied back to condoms in the house. I took some naked pictures of her with a Polaroid and snuck them in the boyfriend’s sock drawer. The mother and the boyfriend were drunk and passed out. His little angel was fast asleep in her bed. I had to kill her for him. He got nervous, but he paid me well for it. He did explore his rape phone sex fantasies for a young girl with her though. I wiped off all our DNA. Planted the evidence, and left the girl strangled with one of the boyfriend’s ties in her princess bed. I just saved my client millions of dollars over the next decade. I have not heard from him today, but if he was a suspect I would have heard. I think our plan will work because I am a great accomplice.