I love taboo role play in and out of the bedroom. Sometimes, however, I confess my dark desires to the wrong people. I met this guy at a fetish club and we connected. I told him my rape fantasy. I think most women have them. He told me some fantasies about force fucking some women. I thought we might have a super hot nasty sex. I was disappointed when he didn’t want to go home and have some bondage fun. I thought he was in to me. I was wrong. Hours later, I was home and sound asleep in my bed when my dog starting barking. I got up to see what was going on. I assumed my son or daughter locked themselves out of the house. There in my living room was the guy I met at the club. He was holding a knife and had a sinister look on his face. He didn’t seem like the harmless playmate I saw him as earlier. He charged me, tied me up and fucked me for hours. He didn’t use his cock, however. His rape fantasy involved large household objects like baseball bats and his fist. He was evil. I was afraid he might kill me if I fought. I shared my dark fantasies with him and he used them against me. He left me tied up on my kitchen floor with a rolling pin up my ass. The floor was covered in piss, shit, cum and blood. I should say I was humiliated, but my pussy had never been wetter.
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