Last weekend when the moon was full I gave in to my desires of blasphemy phone sex. I know it is wrong, but I am an excellent Christian slut gone bad. The days of serving the Trinity are over. Helping a demonic presence give me such an adrenaline rush. It makes me so powerful that I can do anything I want. Now the most sinful thing of all is having my ass fucked. Yes, I feel like I control everything in the world including you.  At that point, God will mean nothing to me it’s just named.

Satan makes my cunt wet and when that happens you know it’s going to be a good time. You will repeat the bible verses that I created. That gives Satan power over us.

I take lost souls and give them to my master as he trains you as he did me. With his power, I became a sex addict doing things for cash. My master showed me how to please them all. Never mind the actual Bible pages that we will destroy them as I see fit. That Is all about the ritual of blasphemy phone sex. I love to hear the sound of you ripping them out one by one and throwing them in the trash. I’ll wipe my ass with the rest of the pages and flush them down like they need to be.

Blasphemy phone sex

There are so many forbidden things that we are not supposed to do. Though as humans we are curious and bring on our own curses. We denounce God and do the nastiest things that we want now. There is no one to answer too. This is our chance to make a name for ourselves. We can do some accomplice play or even some deviant roleplay. No one will be able to punish us or have anything to say about it because we are our own.

possession is only the beginning!