There are so many Dark fantasies out there, and I think the dirtier the better. I have always been groomed to tolerate blood and gore.

At first, it was hard to get into, but I had to learn how to love it. Now I can’t cum without blood and violence. But lately I can’t get this image out of my head.

Being fully impaled by my Daddy’s dick!

He sticks it up my ass, and it goes so deep it sticks out of my throat. Blood dripping down my chin while I am gagging on his huge monster cock.

Every time he thrusts, more and more of my guts fall out and wrap around his cock. The harder he fucks me, the closer I am to death.

And my clit is totally gushing right on the verge of an orgasm, but I hold off.

I hold off and wait until he explodes his jizz all over my face. And with the last thrust, I have the biggest orgasm and take my last breath.

Anything with death is a Dark fetish of mine. Master Daddy likes it too, I think that’s why he likes me so much. He knows no matter how horrific, I will do whatever he wants. I just hope that when he is sick of me, he will let me cum before I go to Hell.