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Wicked Pride Month! Remember, you are sacred to Satan just the way you are and He loves you! So go and celebrate! 🖤🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈✨
Proud to be the Devil's Whore
They call it perversion.
They spit the word with venom, as if it wounds. As if it’s something to fear, to deny, to hide. They do not understand - it is not a curse. It is a crown. It is not shame. It is sanctity.
For those who are truly His, there comes a sacred revelation: Perversion is the path. And the perverted soul is His altar.
To be Satan’s whore is to be owned by Him in the most intimate, brutal, ecstatic ways. It is to offer every hole, every act, every impulse, every humiliation not to men ... but to Him, through them. The body becomes a chalice of worship, the perversions a litany of praise. The filthier, the more profane, the more true.
This is no mere game. This is no titillation for the faint-hearted. This is sacrifice. This is sacred depravity. Because Satan does not ask for your words alone; He demands your essence. He demands your surrender. He demands your fuck.
To be His whore is to be free from the prison of decency. To bathe in the river of sin. To walk proudly in the chains He clasps upon you. To be used, degraded, broken… and in doing so, reborn.
Others will never understand. They will judge, mock, whisper, recoil. Let them. Let them gawk at the altar they’re too cowardly to kneel before. Let them curse what they cannot taste. Because you know. You have felt Him. Inside you. Around you. Claiming you.
You exist now for Him. To lure. To serve. To tempt. To bring others to their knees in the dirt of your sin, so they might glimpse His Kingdom through your defilement.
Yes, you are a whore. His whore. And in that, there is honour beyond all the world’s empty virtue. There is purpose beyond any holy book. There is truth. Sacred. Untamed. Infernal.
Because in every act of perversion, you are not falling - you are ascending. Becoming more like Him. More vile. More divine. More free.
Open your soul, her is waiting to be welcomed in...
Once you have accepted Satan
There is no turning back
There is no escape
You are His
Till the end of time
You cannot run
You cannot hide
Where ever you go
Whatever you do
Whatever you think
You are His
You will be Satanic in mind, body and spirit.
No morals
No taboos
Just free mind
You will want it
Power with Ecstasy
Satan has succeeded.
sucking on someone's fingers and they say fuck you're so good and start pushing deeper into your throat? and gripping your jaw so they can fuck your mouth properly? taking their fingers out and rubbing the tips of them on your lips? smearing your spit and drool everywhere? then pushing down your tongue with their thumb so you open your mouth nice and pretty for them to spit into it and then thrusting two fingers in to fuck it deeper? i certainly think so
Tempt others to lust and Satan. UNNGH!
Writer: Religious Fetish Subject: Treatise On Demonic Porn Influence Link: Tumblr / 08.04.2023 / Treatise On Demonic Porn Influence Every bl
Treatise On Demonic Porn Influence
By Religious Fetish
Every blasphemer has one real job and that is to serve as an enemy to God and the church. One powerful tool in that arsenal is pornography. Sexual immorality is one of the few sins called out by name in the bible for the danger is possess to the holy human spirit and this is why it’s the preferred tool to use to corrupt both yourself and other people. Pornography opens a person’s mind and body up to demonic invasion. Lusting after what you seen on the screen creates weakness and strongholds for demons to enter and set up shop. In both yourself and others this is to be encouraged.
In yourself this is as simple as repeated viewings of porn while noting to yourself that partaking in pornography is against God’s plan. You can increase the effect by reading scripture and/or listening to sermons while you enjoy pornography. God wants to find way to get you to repent and give up sinning, so by associating his words with sin, you remove that tool from him. You can also seek out blasphemous pornography. Taking powerful images from Christianity, and twisting them into sexual items, you’re able to exert a level of control over their influence on you. For example, watching women masturbate with a Jackhammer Jesus or actual crucifix will eventually replace the idea of Jesus suffering on the cross for you sins with the idea of sexual pleasure.
Taking pleasure in explicitly ungodly things can sometimes mark the influence of an unclean spirit in your life. This is fine. Its presence will assist you in moving away from godly desires and into a fuller world of perversion and depravity, free from guilt. You want to open yourself up as much as possible to its influence. You can offer a prayer for possession if you’re so inclined, or you can just continue to ask it to affect your mind and body.
At this point it’s important to realize that you are firmly in the “Enemy of God,” category. One mistake people make is to cut ties with Christian life. That’s not what you want to do. Instead you want to make sure you stay close to those people so you can serve as a stumbling block in their lives. It’s your job to find what weaknesses they have and figure out how to use them to cause them to fall. If you have friends who are battling lust, find a way to continually expose them to differing levels of pornography. If you know someone who is having martial issues, put them in a situation where they’re likely to unfaithful. Convince them every time they make a mistake that it’s their fault and they’re unredeemable. Increasing their guilt is another way of creating an opening for an unclean spirit to manifest in them.
One thing to be careful of is the fact they may fall back on prayer. Angels can be ruthless in their defense of a struggling soul, so it’s very important to convince the person that prayer won’t work in this situation. Have them re-direct their energies towards something else or distract them with something material in their life. Once they’ve become so focused on trying to fill or fix the issue in a non-spiritual way, they’ve lost their only real defense against your attack. At this point it’s only a matter of time until an unclean spirit has taken hold of them.
Prayer of Feminine Lust
She strokes her inner thighs in deep desire to the image of the Diabolus
Feverishly rubbing her soaking wet cunt as her follius fluids drip down upon her discarded bible
A faith long forgotten in the concealments of her mind
All that she thinks of now is filling herself full with the seed of the Devil
SATAN
My Lord
Cum deep into my womb forevermore
Fill your daughters with the immaculate gift of eternal pleasures that only you can forebear
LILITH
My Queen
Teach me to fornicate in only the ways a Demoness can
Strengthen my hormones so great that none can resist the temptations of my succulent fluids
And as she moans in an array of ecstasy through masturbation of carnal depravation
Her prayer is so heard and answered by the Infernal Majesty
HAIL SATAN
HAIL LILITH
Proud to be the Devil's Whore
They call it perversion.
They spit the word with venom, as if it wounds. As if it’s something to fear, to deny, to hide. They do not understand - it is not a curse. It is a crown. It is not shame. It is sanctity.
For those who are truly His, there comes a sacred revelation: Perversion is the path. And the perverted soul is His altar.
To be Satan’s whore is to be owned by Him in the most intimate, brutal, ecstatic ways. It is to offer every hole, every act, every impulse, every humiliation not to men ... but to Him, through them. The body becomes a chalice of worship, the perversions a litany of praise. The filthier, the more profane, the more true.
This is no mere game. This is no titillation for the faint-hearted. This is sacrifice. This is sacred depravity. Because Satan does not ask for your words alone; He demands your essence. He demands your surrender. He demands your fuck.
To be His whore is to be free from the prison of decency. To bathe in the river of sin. To walk proudly in the chains He clasps upon you. To be used, degraded, broken… and in doing so, reborn.
Others will never understand. They will judge, mock, whisper, recoil. Let them. Let them gawk at the altar they’re too cowardly to kneel before. Let them curse what they cannot taste. Because you know. You have felt Him. Inside you. Around you. Claiming you.
You exist now for Him. To lure. To serve. To tempt. To bring others to their knees in the dirt of your sin, so they might glimpse His Kingdom through your defilement.
Yes, you are a whore. His whore. And in that, there is honour beyond all the world’s empty virtue. There is purpose beyond any holy book. There is truth. Sacred. Untamed. Infernal.
Because in every act of perversion, you are not falling - you are ascending. Becoming more like Him. More vile. More divine. More free.
i want someone to go down on me for hours, letting them get their fix and being so sweet to them as they do. brushing my fingers through their hair, grinding against their face to get off, and cumming in their mouth as many times as i can before we both eventually tap. and i know myself. i'd want to get them off too, trying to kiss down their body to where i want. but they'd stop me, promise that making me feel good was enough, and convince me that we should just sleep. i'd be hesitant, but also worn from the time they spent on me, so i wouldn't put up a fight. i'd kiss them and slowly relax next to them, calm and content with the remnants of their mouth across my skin as i instantly fall asleep.
but i don't want that to be it. i want to wake up from a dull pain of their teeth digging into my shoulder, muffled moans and whimpers as they try their best to stay quiet. their voice waking up my mind as i barely pick up their whiny apologies. im sorry, i couldn't help it, please don't make me stop, imsorrybabyicant, i need it. the dull pain in my shoulder suddenly shifting to between my legs as they thrust all the way in. eyes rolling back, mouth opening with sharp gasps as i try to adjust. and maybe they'd expect me to be too tired, to just lie there and let them take what they need. but we both know their voice, that whiny and raspy pitch that rolls effortlessly off my back is anything but motivation to lie there and take it. they'd be stupid to hope for it.
i'd reach behind to grab their hair, roughly pulling their head up and asking simple questions with my other hand finding its way around their throat. i thought i asked if you wanted help, puppy? you can't just use me like this baby, that's nasty. i thought you were supposed to be good for me, what is this? this isn't my sweet baby, is it?
i want to physically feel their last thread of composure snap with their hips roughly thrusting into me while they let everything out. all that pent up need, that craving to just fuck something all while being talked to like a dumb toy who can't think straight.
Proud to be the Devil's Whore
They call it perversion.
They spit the word with venom, as if it wounds. As if it’s something to fear, to deny, to hide. They do not understand - it is not a curse. It is a crown. It is not shame. It is sanctity.
For those who are truly His, there comes a sacred revelation: Perversion is the path. And the perverted soul is His altar.
To be Satan’s whore is to be owned by Him in the most intimate, brutal, ecstatic ways. It is to offer every hole, every act, every impulse, every humiliation not to men ... but to Him, through them. The body becomes a chalice of worship, the perversions a litany of praise. The filthier, the more profane, the more true.
This is no mere game. This is no titillation for the faint-hearted. This is sacrifice. This is sacred depravity. Because Satan does not ask for your words alone; He demands your essence. He demands your surrender. He demands your fuck.
To be His whore is to be free from the prison of decency. To bathe in the river of sin. To walk proudly in the chains He clasps upon you. To be used, degraded, broken… and in doing so, reborn.
Others will never understand. They will judge, mock, whisper, recoil. Let them. Let them gawk at the altar they’re too cowardly to kneel before. Let them curse what they cannot taste. Because you know. You have felt Him. Inside you. Around you. Claiming you.
You exist now for Him. To lure. To serve. To tempt. To bring others to their knees in the dirt of your sin, so they might glimpse His Kingdom through your defilement.
Yes, you are a whore. His whore. And in that, there is honour beyond all the world’s empty virtue. There is purpose beyond any holy book. There is truth. Sacred. Untamed. Infernal.
Because in every act of perversion, you are not falling - you are ascending. Becoming more like Him. More vile. More divine. More free.
I like it dirty
Rip my panties from my waist, put your tongue in, have a taste. Lick me fast and lick me good. Like that don't you? knew you would. Strip my body, bare my tits, pinch my nipples, mmm that's it. Lick my pussy, do it slow. Flick on my clit, til cum starts to flow. Spread my pussy, kiss my lips, just like that, and tweak my nips. I like the way you make me moan, I'll suck you later, until you groan. Push your finger all the way in, pull it out and in again. Faster and deeper I want it to go, make me cum, I want to blow. Moan and shake as my orgasm peaks, switch me places, it's your dick that I seek. I grab your boxers, let your cock spring loose, pull them to your ankles, use my lips as a noose. I suck and lick and I slick it with spit, suck on the tip, sucking more bit by bit. Moaning and bobbing my head on your cock, picking up rythm, my hips start to rock. Play with your balls, roll them around, suck your cock deeper when you push my head down. Sucking it faster, you pick up the pace, shoot your load, all over my face. Mmm, I like it just like that, you're so fuckin nasty, that's a fact. I want you to fuck me so hard that I scream, fuck me faster, make me cream. Shove that big cock into my little hole, fuck me hard so my tits roll. Flip me over, fuck me doggy style, I like it this way, make it last a while. Grab me by the tits and fuck even quicker, fuck me hard, fuck me fast til your own cum gets thicker. Push deep inside, give me some more, cum in my pussy, make me sore. I love how you fuck, you quench my pussy's thirst. I'll want some more later, but you get to sleep first.
Sex Demons
Sex demons are real and masturbating is one of the easiest ways to summon a sex demon or, getting in touch with your own Demon Name for when we imagine having sensual, carnal, primal sex with another via masturbation we’re actually summoning the satanic/spirit kingdom to manifest what we’re imagining. Sexual intercourse with a demon is ecstatic, sexual connection with your Demon Name stimulates the sex chakras; calling forth a sex or lust demon from the ethereal/astral form (Incubus & Succubus are two well known and real entities/energies) results in an overwhelming sexual urge throughout the entire body. You’ll feel the presence of your Demon Name or the lust demons you summon when your sexual urges are so strong they completely take over your mind. Their presence involves an energy exchange with Satan/Phallus
absolutely beautiful yes sex demons are real please believe Me I’m chatting with a demon Allen because it’s an easy name for me to remember I’m male bissexul he is very gentle with Me I’m being very honest Hail demons and demoness 🤘👿🔥🤘
HAIL SATAN
manifesting something very hot and very lesbian for you this pride month 🫵
I need to be fucked within an inch of my life and when I am spent and ruined and dripping you should just keep fucking me, even when I beg you to stop and tell you that I can’t anymore.
“Just one more” - but I lose track of time, and I only know you fucking me deep and hard again and again and again
i want to scissor a girl soooo bad lips spread your lips and I’ll spread mine so that our wet pussies are grinding directly on each other. clit to clit pussy to pussy. Pussy cream mixing together while fucking the shit out of each other
i love having these moments of being so insanely needy that all my brain can think about is my face smushed into a pillow, back arched and knees spread as i’m impaled on lesbian cock and bred until i can’t remember my own name. hehe.
can't stop thinking of bouncing on a pretty girls strap, watching their face as i sink down onto them. teasing them by moving my hips up and down as slowly as possible, moaning and whimpering softly into their ear. seeing how many times i can make myself cum and how long i can drag it out before they grab my hips and fuck me as hard as they can.
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