I have a taboo role play that freaks most men out. I cannot get anyone to play it out with me, but my guess is you are a sick pervert like me. I love fantasizing about you picking up this sexy hitchhiker who is stranded on the road. You seem nice and harmless until you take me to your home, not mine. You make up an excuse that I believe because you don’t look sinister. I meet your wife, she offers me a drink which I naïvely take. The next thing I realize, I am naked with what feels like butter all over my body. I am bound and gagged and sitting in a huge ass pan with chopped up vegetables. I suddenly realize I am in some twisted Hansel and Gretel fantasy where you plan to eat me. I fell right into your hands. I should have known by the questions you asked. Was I a natural blonde? How much did I weigh? Was I feeling ill? Was I vaccinated? I just thought it was awkward conversation, but your deep dark fantasies involve cooking a woman alive and serving her to your friends. You cook me alive over an open flame and I feel every inch of the pain. Is that too extreme for you? I am a dark woman with kinky desires. I think that is why vanilla men run from me. I am hoping your sick fantasies include eating my flesh.
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