I am your servant eternal; your own personal pain whore ready to make all of your wild ride fantasies into reality. I love a strong man ordering me around. It makes my wet young pussy soaking wet. Fifty Shades of Grey has absolutely nothing on you and your twisted, sadistic mind. We went to the airport this morning. You had me dress in a little red dress with eight inch stiletto boots that caressed my legs all the way up my thighs.
Security is down with the virus panic in full swing, so we made it in without tickets. You told me you wanted me to bring you a new meat puppet, and I readily agreed. I love being your little accomplice whore. I approached the “social Distancing” bar, and sat alone. It wasn’t long before men started approaching me, looking to join the Mile High club.
They didn’t know what fortune awaited them, or how at risk they truly were.
Cock after cock I let slide away, until I chose a big and tall body builder type. I know you love to snuff out the big boys. I lured him into the Family bathroom, and the fear in his eyes when you bludgeoned him in the head with a trash can got my cunt dripping.
You said you were going to discipline him, teach him a little respect for approaching your whore while I sat alone. He trembled, reduced to a quivering puddle of pathetic pleading and tears. I sat in the corner, masturbating my slutty cunt while I watched you butcher that bastard, and flush him down the toilet piece by piece. To his very last breath, that meat bag begged for release. I came all over my hands when you told him the only escape was the drain.
Category: Blasphemy Phone Sex
The Hottest Blasphemy Phone Sex
Your daughter and wife are the subject of our blasphemy phone sex. Your wife came into money and she runs a church. You have other ideas about worship. You renounce god so much you have used the church profits to start your own heathen church. You make women have an abortion for the acceptance into your dark lords home. And The orgies that go down as we piss and cum on bibles are so fucking hot! Then there is your daughter who is almost a teen. She is so fucking naive and pure, but once I get my hands on her she wont be baby. We are going to fuck her up!
It just takes some good shit to spin her out of her mind. Now This whore takes her and cuts off every single piece of clothing and shows her sweet young body to your lackeys. Big black men with bulging cocks who want a piece of her.
Not here, I have better plans, I bring her into your wife’s church right under Jesus and have that sweet young bald cunt Ripped apart! She screams and cries out for you. There is no help for her. Now it s my turn to fuck her daddy while she watches and cum oozes put of every hole she has. Poor thing has no idea the life we have in mind for her. We have paid abortion doctors on staff, and lots of drugs to keep her fucked up and fucked. Your daughter is going to be an heroin addict and we will pimp her out and make money off that bitch! When your wife comes home from that Mission Trip. I will be wearing her high end undergarments and waiting for her. Your cock belongs to me, you satanic man! I am going to kill the competition and we will live Like Queen and king off her Life insurance policy!
True Holy Water
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I thought I was ready to turn my life around. I had started going to the local Catholic Cathedral every Sunday, I was serving food in the local soup kitchens, and donating to charity every chance I got. Most of all, I had started my celibacy.
I was almost three months in when Father Arthur asked me to stay after Mass one day, just to help him with some paperwork in his office. How could I refuse? Such a holy man. He really leads his flock with love. He told me he needed to go up there first, and that he would meet me there when I was ready. I smiled and nodded, and thanked him as he walked away.
I wouldn’t stay thankful for long. Upon entering his office, the door slammed shut behind me. I looked, and Sister Mary Ethel and Sister Alice stood there, barring my way.
“It would seem that you have some repenting to do.” Father Arthur said as he stood. The sisters threw me over his desk, and they ripped my skirt down for my hips exposing my pink little ass cheeks and my rapidly dampening cunny.
I started to protest, but his cock was in my mouth before I knew what was happening. As I sucked and licked, and let him throat fuck me, the sisters began to beat me. With the rulers, with their rosaries, with anything that was available. Yes, even the Bible itself.
All the way up my ass, right down my soft little thighs, they abused my sweet skin. I was screaming around his cock. I could feel the welts on my ass as they beat me, and I could feel my pussy starting to really drip.
Sister Mary Ethel pointed that out, and they began to gently tease my cunt. Above the pain, I felt the pleasure. I had tried to repent, but God was making it very clear. I was born to be a sinner; a pain slut. As I came, all over the sisters fingers, they smirked and made a comment about “true holy water”.
As the priest came down my throat, he said,
“Take unto you the body of Christ, and be forever saved.” I felt the mix of cum and blood trickling down the back of my leg where I had been cut with the ruler, but I didn’t care. In my head I was screaming, begging for more.
I’m now on my true path, who I really was meant to be. An overly submissive masochist, all thanks to Father Arthur putting me back on my path. Hallowed be thy name.
Blessed Is Saint Andrew
It hurt like Hell; but I was in Heaven. I was slick with desire, my cunny a running river. Floating on cloud nine, I screamed again as the whip bit into my tender thigh, the welt not far behind. “But daddy I have been a good girl.” I was sobbing, every breath a dagger in my side. I was sure at least one rib was broken.
“I know.” His voice was sandpaper and steel. “You’re welcome.” The whip kissed my tear stained cheek, blood bubbling up in its wake. I smiled over my split lip, thanking him with every breath. Daddy’s hands would be gentle later, as he soothed my scar-bound skin with gentle strokes of salve. Until then, I lived in the Glory of his lashes.
I was chained to an upright Saint Andrew’s Cross. He circled me, prowling like a predator on the hunt, eager to decide where to strike next. I was a prey who had wandered willingly into his trap. I was more frightened than I had ever been; a true deer in the headlights.
He whipped me until dusk, and then until dawn. By the time it was noon again, I’d lost feeling in my hands and feet, but not where it counted. I was a latticework cross-stitch in ivory and crimson, and all I could think about was getting more, the snap of the whip, and the smooth walnut of the crux decussata.
My throat was raw from crying and shouting, and from the eight times he’d throat fucked me with his thick cock. From the look in his slate eyes, I knew number nine was coming soon, and I had no idea when it would stop. The very thought made my slick pussy drip even more. Woe is me, the luckiest little pain slut on the planet; and blessed is Saint Andrew.
Blackmailing the Preacher
I see the sinful lust in your Godly eyes, supposedly a true man of the cloth. You want me so bad and soon you will have me but be warned it’s going to cost you. I’ll give you everything you want but if you don’t do as I say, I’m going to blackmail your ass. I’m going to take you home with me after church today and let you do all the things you’ve been dreaming about. You’re going to suck this tranny dick all the way deep inside your mouth, I know how bad you want it. I’ll get behind you and lick that boy pussy of your so good! Open it up and wiggle my little pink tongue deep inside you, and rim that ass so good. I’ll have your little faggot ass weak in the knees. When it’s nice and wet, I’ll slide my fat dick head up and down that tight hole. I’ll slowly slide it balls deep inside you. Ones I have it in, hold on tight, cause I’m going to fuck that pussy like I stole it. Ramming my thick lady boy cock repeatedly in and out of you. Ones I’ve blowed a huge cum load in that glory hole, I’ll have you then, and if you fuck with me the hole congregation will know what a bitch boy you are. Call me for some blackmail phone sex so I can have you right where I want you.
We Will All Burn In Hell Tonight
TThis sinful blasphemy phone sex whore is going to fuck you straight to hell. Lustful thoughts of you run through my mind, I just can’t help myself. I know you are the pastor of an upholding Baptist church, but I see how you look at me. You have that same lust in your eyes. I don’t care what your flock thinks about me, only what you are thinking. And I think I know exactly what’s on your mind. You wish I was under that podium right now sucking that godly cock of yours with my hot wet mouth. I want to take you to the steeple and have you up inside my little glory hole. The bells will be ringing! I’ll fuck the holy Ghost right out of you. I think we could turn the hole congregation over to the dark side, don’t you? We could have the whole church fucking and sucking in the pews. It would be a hellish orgy of all times. So, what if hell and brimstone come down on us, what a way to go, we’ll all be headed to hell in a heap of bodies, cum, and pussy juice. The devil’s table is full of all that you desire. God has bread and water. Cum with me to the dark side but hold on tight it’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Blasphemy phone sex
I just did THE hottest porn shoot EVER! It was in a church. It was so fucking hot because I got on my knees and sucked the hung preist’s cock as I sat on a sexy nun’s face and had my pretty,pink pussy licked and teased. It was so fucking hot. As a young girl, I used to sit in church, bored as hell and daydream about getting fucked right there in front of everyone. My biggest and darkest fantasy is being bent over and fucked in the ass in a church as I read from the bible. I finally had the chance to make that dream come true! After my kitty gets nice and filled with hot cum, I’m going to sit in the pews and let it slowly drip out and all over the place. The video was even dirtier because of course we had to break in to shoot it. No church is going to allow that type of thing. No amount of holy water is going to help when I’m done in here!
Blasphemy Phone Sex Whore Mommy Rita
I adore a good round of blasphemy phone sex, in fact all that trash talk gets this baptised Catholic girl hot. I don’t fucking practice any god damned religion as that shit is for feeble minded weaklings in need of some shit to grasp to. I won’t fucking lie, I am a god damned whore that would love to witness my favorite phrase. You know I use Jesus fucking christ so much that I often wonder what such a scene would truly look like. I mean would christ take it the way I am in this picture? Ya know getting fucked by Jesus doggy style kinda turns me on. Too bad I was getting fucked by the devil at this shoot. The devil really knew how to pound this pussy though, I wonder if Jesus or fucking Christ knew how to even fuck. What do you think guys? Would you say Jesus and fucking Christ were a couple of incestuous faggots? Are you a filthy incest loving faggot for your big brother? Maybe you would wear a priests collar and fuck me like Mary? Yeah Mary was no mother fucking virgin, that bitch was a damned whore, you can call me Mary if it turns you on.