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Taboo role play goes Pop

Taboo role playI’ve never been one for taboo role play. The kinkiest I’ve gone is getting a sissy and letting my boyfriend fuck him and get a blow job! I heard about scrotum inflation from a friend and it just sounded so interesting I had to try it on my sissy. I did as much research as I could online although information was mostly about how it felt… But I got the supplies. The needle, the saline, the IV bag, and tube. Someone even said to put dextrose in there too. It makes it swell even bigger and last longer. So I grabbed some of that too. I tied my sissy down on the chair. She had no idea what was going on, just that I wanted to try something new and she looked very nervous when I set up IV bags and pulled out this long needle. She pulled at the bindings. “What are you going to do with that Miss?” She asked, unsure. I pulled at the skin to her balls, following like I saw online and pulling the needle in them making her gasp at the pin prick. It didn’t hurt as bad as she thought it would and I was sure to avoid her testes. Then I opened the IV. She gasped a shudder moving through her as her balls did start to inflate. I was giddy! This was so fun. She was only there for about 20 minutes and the skin was taut and smooth and getting bigger. She was whimpering now. “It feels like they never dropped, it hurts.” and I just ignored her. I was having too much fun, by the time the first liter was done I had to do another, they were huge. By the time the second was done her balls were nearly as big as a basketball and she was crying from the pain from the stretching but the way she was moaning I was pretty sure it pushed her into subspace… So I wasn’t sure if I really should stop or not. Well, I was having too much fun with this so I decided to try the dextrose. Hooking that up I turned that on. Switching and adding more and more. I was at 5 liters and her dick was swollen with fluid, her balls were gigantic. I just wanted to see just how far she could go. So I did another… And well… Skin, much like a balloon can only stretch so far. And… It seems that I pushed much too far for a person who has never had this happen before. And much like a balloon, the skin split where the needle had been inserted. Spraying me with blood, dextrose, and saline. Leaving a saggy and empty ball sack, a screaming sissy, and a very confused boyfriend who looked like he walked in on the scene of a murder. Whoops.

It was an accident! Darline

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Dark fantasies I Can’t See

Dark fantasies

I knew you always had a crush on me. That cute next door neighbor kid, to young to fuck but still see all those hearts and stars in your eyes. I never thought though that you were as bad as you were. If I had known I may have stopped you, been a bitch, not been so friendly and teasing to fan those flames for fun. I may not be wishing I was dead right now if I had. I was in bed when you started. It began with a gunshot and a blast of warmth and sharp pin pricks on my face. I couldn’t comprehend that it was my husband’s brains, blood, and skull that covered my face. That the masked man who dragged me out of bed by the hair screaming was you. You hit me in the forehead with the butt of the gun. Making the world spin and go black. I don’t know what you did to me next but I woke up in a room. My head pounding, the sickly yellow light from the ceiling burning holes in my retinas. I tried to cover my eyes but I was tied down. It felt like a hospital bed and the softness of the cuffs made me think of medical restraints. You were fidgeting, looking worried as if I wouldn’t wake up. I asked, my voice cracking with dehydration. “What happened? Is Mark okay? Where are we?” you jumped up, hushing me. Rubbing my hair back from my face as if you were comforting me. “You’re mine now.” you said. “I saw how much you wanted me. I had to make sure that Mark couldn’t come and take you back. You’re my wife now.” you grinned. “Isn’t that great. I’m going to make you so happy.” you said, your voice off and lilted like the edge of hysteria was teasing around your edges. I couldn’t help it, my eyes filled with tears and I began to sob. “Oh no no no.” You begged, your hands touching my face. Your lips on my forehead. “I can’t stand to see you cry. Your eyes are so sad… I can’t give you back though. Now that I have you. We’ll just have to fit it.” and it wasn’t till then I felt a real sense of fear and dread. Watching as you go to a kit in the corner and come back with a straight edge. “What are you doing? No… No stop!” I begged, closing my eyes tight. “It’s okay love. I’ll take care of you now. You’re mine forever.” and with that you pried open my eyes and I got to watch that shiny sharp razor gets closer and closer to my eye until with a sickening squelch and a pressure that made me scream the world went dark. Then the other. Cut out as if they were nothing more than a nut in a shell. “There! Now you can’t look at me so sad.” the pleasure in your voice made me shudder and I tried to cry but I couldn’t tell what was tears and what was blood. Then I heard a zipper. “You’re so beautiful…” a pressure on the mattress. Knees shoving my legs apart. “I can’t wait till you understand. We are happily ever after until death do us part and now it’s time to consummate our love.”

Don't Kill me Erin

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Dark fantasies

dark fantasies

I do not know how I got here or why. The room is dimmed and I am naked with my hands shackled to a metal pole. I couldn’t break free even if I tried my hardest. I am facing the walking and hearing the footsteps of the man that has my life in his hands.

He cracks a whip and it slices through my back. I feel my cold blood rush down my ribs. He cracks it against my ass and my blood gushes down my legs. I cry and plead for him to let up. He nails me with the sharp whip over and over until my body wants to claps on the ground.

He is amused, so much that it gets quiet and I hear his breathing against my neck. His zipper opens and I feel a deep hard thrust as his knife of a cock jabs into my ass hole. I scream out in agony begging him to stop. He only pounds me hard and deeper inside my bloody ass hole, ripping my ass open.

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He lets his cum load rush into my ass. I thought it was over until he took a knife to my neck. The blade was so cold. He sliced down my naked torso, nicking my nipples and back up to my neck. He makes a slit in my neck that is a couple of inches wide.

I was praying that I would bleed out and die right then and there. He walks back over to my ass and shoves his cock right inside my ass hole. He is going to be fucking my dead body even when I die.

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Taboo role play with Ivy

Taboo role playI keep thinking back to that day where my cousin was swinging from the shower cutrin rod. How she struggled and kicked. The tears running down her face as I watched her turn purple made my pussy wet. She was kicking so hard and making so much noise. I didn’t want anyone to find her and help her. So I slid my fingers into her pussy. I started playing with her pussy making sure she was going to cum before she kicked the bucket lol. I was finger fucking her hard! Slamming 3 of my fingers deep in her pussy and using her vibrating tooth brush to tease her pussy. She stopped kicking and started swinging back and forth. She was loving having her pussy played with as she slipped away to hell! After she stopped moving, I grabbed the tooth brush and used it to play with my own pussy!

Ivy

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Wicked Dark Fantasies

dark fantasiesDark fantasies, we all have them. Some of us only have them. Some of us have really dark ones too ranging from illegal to insane. I sometimes think I am a witch because I think of some sick shit. I have no empathy. I have no compassion. I am a narcissist too. I would rather watch horror movies than romantic comedies, so I have been watching dark films since a wee girl, which I am sure has warped me over the years.  My idea of a love story is I Spit on Your Grave or Last House on the Left. Both are awesomely violent revenge stories. One is just pure revenge from a woman who decided to castrate her attackers; the other is revenge for a loved one brutally attacked. Seeing such dark and bloody images during my developmental years created the woman I am today. Who am I you ask? Your worst nightmare if I don’t like you or your best accomplice if I do. I castrate men for money, pleasure and stupidity prevention. I kill little girls and boys for much the same reason. Little ones are cesspools of bacteria, money drainers and they often grow up to be self entitled assholes.  Much better to kill them when they are young before they wreck too much havoc. What I enjoy the most about killing young ones is having an accomplice. Someone like you who can fuck them first. I like to watch really big things go into really small holes. That can be cocks or that can be a slew of inanimate objects.  I also enjoy the tears of little girls and little boys. So, if you have a taboo role play involving the force fucking and even murder of little ones, I am the perfect accomplice for you.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

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This babysitter loves Taboo role play phone sex!

Taboo role play

He said he needed a dirty little sitter like me. Someone who was going to take control over his daughter’s tiny pinky fuck hole. I figured this was going to be an average job for me. Like all the others I help daddy fucking his daughter’s little holes. I knew something was off the moment I walked in. There was the brat, layin on the flood in a fetal position. He told me he got her started for me. I could see his rock hard cock and I noticed as I looked around that, He was not the same daddy in the photos. I kicked the little bitch on the floor, making her cry out in agony. Seeing her bruised little body made my pussy wet. I started stripping my clothes off for this pervert. This wasn’t his kid. “I bet it’s parents are upstairs laying in a pool of their blood. ” I smiled and dropped my panties next to it. He smiled and grabbed me by the throat. He slammed me down to the dinning room table and started tying me up. “Fuck yes you freak! Tie me up and fuck my pussy till it raw! Seeing what you have done… It makes this little ginger pussy drip!” He liked it rough. He wanted to share what he did with someone just like him. He fucked my pussy till his cock was raw and my cunt was bleeding!

Evil Babysitter Isis

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Valentine’s Day Dark Fantasies

dark FantasiesI have some dark fantasies for a suburban slut wife. I mean most of my days are spent fucking around on my husband and spending his money. The Internet gets darker every day. I was looking at some porn last week and came across a dark desires website. It was more in the fashion of erotic confessions. Bored housewives revealing their dark desires to random strangers. I thought, what would be the harm in this? I shared my rape fantasy. I have always dreamt of a tall dark handsome stranger with a horse cock breaking into the house and taking me in the ass. Maybe even tying me up first for some bondage games. Anyway, I shared my confession, listened to some others, then went to get fucked. A week later, my exact fantasy came true. I was in the kitchen when the dog started barking this morning. I went to see what was going on but I got jumped before I made it to the foyer. I screamed, but a hand was firmly placed over my mouth. The strong masked intruder pulled me in closer to him so he could whisper in my ear: “I know your darkest desires Sheila.” He spun me around so quickly, I was dazed. Even, a bit confused. Was I in a realistic dream? He blindfolded me, then strapped me to a chair. He used my vibrator on me, only full blast. Sort of warp speed on my clit. It hurt a little, a lot, actually. “Fine line between pleasure and pain, slut,” he seethed into my ear. After I made a mess squirting, he untied me, bent me over the couch and fucked my ass. I love it rough in my ass. I confessed that on that site. Surely whomever this was, was the man I talked to, but how did he find me? After he dumped a load of cum deep in my asshole, he revealed himself to me. It was my stepson. I left the I pad on and he read my fantasy. Decided to give me a rape phone sex fantasy for Valentine’s Day. It was a wicked hot present.

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Dirty Step Mom Sheila

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Dark fantasies under the Bridge

Dark fantasiesI was under a bridge… It was cold, wet, and I could see snow where the light managed to peak in. I was tied also, unable to move or feel my fingers or toes. I began to squirm, try to wiggle my way to safety. It was so cold and the knots were too tight. I was just so tired… Then a man came over, his face 100 years old and sweat, piss, and alcohol just emanated from his pores. “Haay… there pretty lady…” he slurred, hiccuping before laughing. Squatting to look at me more closely, giving my cheek an affectionate smack that stung and felt amazingly warm at the same time he stood up, tripping over his own drunk feet and I heard his zipper pulling down. I could smell his cock from the ground where I was. His cock was huge! It was disgusting though too covered in smegma and I was pretty sure sores… I whimpered. Trying to scream for help but he knelt back down shushing me. “Don’ worry girly. All girlies like Big Johns cock.” He slurred putting all his weight onto my back and tied arms. It felt like they were gonna pop out of socket and then she shoved that dirty, smelly, diseased cock up my dry pussy. Groaning in pleasure as I screamed in pain. “Ah… So tight.” he moaned fucking me hard and deep as I sobbed into the ground. His cock feeling as if he was ripping me open. “See girly. This cock so good…” he slurred again, grunting with each fleshy thrust. Burying himself hilt deep as he throbbed and filled me with his cum. He pulled out. Scratching his belly as I saw his cock dripping with cum, it was a thick yellow color and to think it was inside of me made my stomach turn. I had no idea what he was going to do with me next but I hoped to all the gods and beings that are holy that he untied me and let me go somewhere warm. I was not expecting him to look at me. Laugh and call me a slut before a strong and dark stream of piss splashed onto my face. He covered me in the vile liquid and chuckled to himself as if he was proud, and then left me there. To freeze to death covered in his fucking piss…

Don't Hurt me... Erin

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I have such dark fantasies, is that normal?

dark fantasiesI have such dark fantasies about being hurt and degraded, is that normal? Should I be thinking these thoughts every night? I dream about men coming to my house when I’m asleep, they break in to my house and force me to do all sorts of degrading things before they kill me. They make me choke on their cocks and they fuck my every hole. They beat me and break my bones and choke me unconscious, sometimes they force huge objects like bottles or a baseball bat in my ass until I scream but still  I wake up every time with my panties soaking wet! I guess I must be a sick person because of this, it can’t be normal! I’m obsessed with the thought of making this all real, I need a man to come and use me, hurt me, make me a nasty whore!

Subby Slut Cheryl

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Taboo Role Play: What is Your Favorite?

taboo role playWhat is your favorite taboo role play? I have so many it is hard to decide on a favorite. I will share a few of my favorite taboo calls with you. I love accomplice sex calls. I can be your partner, but I can never be your bitch. I am no one’s bitch period. The kind of accomplice calls I enjoy most are the ones where we hunt, force fuck and torture little girls and boys. You see, I lack any maternal instincts. I hate brats. They are whiny, germy little soul sucking spawns of Satan. Anytime I see young or teen girls at the mall, I have very sick and twisted thoughts about doing serious harm, permanent harm to them. Do you share my thoughts? I love the tears and screams of little ones, especially as I watch them being stabbed by your big throbbing cock.

I also enjoy castration calls. That is something of a hobby for me. Men have been paying me for years to remove their junk. I grew up on a farm castrating cattle and sheep. Removing male nuts is no different than removing animal nuts; in fact it is quite a bit easier. I recognize that testicles are for winners.  Winners include men with big cocks. Men who are not misogynistic assholes. Men who work for a living and don’t expect a woman to do all the bread earning. I have a special castration chair I made from an old electrocution chair. It straps a loser in securely, separates his balls from his dick and prevents him from convulsing. If you get a boner from knowing I am a junk removal specialist, I think it’s time I separate your balls from your dick.

Finally, I really love torture phone sex calls. I get off on gore and pain. So something wicked bloody makes my pussy drip. I have a wide array of torture devices to use too from the modern to the medieval.  As long as it is taboo and sadistic, I will enjoy being your accomplice or your tormentor.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

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