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His dark fantasies killed him

dark fantasiesHe had dark fantasies about dying and listening to them had me wet as fuck. I’m not sure if he was serious or just fantasizing about dying but I couldn’t resist  doing all those wickedly cruel things he was describing. He wanted to be tied to the bed and blindfolded so that he would have no control at all, no idea what I was going to do to him until I did it. While I had him bound, blindfolded and gagged he wanted me to ride his dick and stab him to death while we fucked. That just sounded so hot to me so I convinced him to let me tie him up. We agreed on a signal that he could do to stop the fun and I promised him that I would stop if he got too scared, I assured him that all he would have to do is snap his fingers and I would let him go. Of course, I had no intentions of stopping at all but he didn’t need to know that. I tied him tightly spread eagle on the bed, he was helpless he couldn’t see or speak or move he was completely at my mercy. I climbed up on his hard cock and traced a knife along his chest. He was breathing rapidly and when I cut him he started snapping his fingers right away. I just kept riding that cock and started really stabbing the shit out of him. He was struggling to get up but he couldn’t do anything but die as I came.


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