I have dark fantasies. Do you? I think it is healthy to explore our dark desires. Sometimes, however, I share my dark thoughts with the wrong person. Last week, I was partying with this guy Darren. He gives me coke for sex. I never mind giving up my pussy for coke. I get high, my freak flag flies, and I start spilling all my dirty secrets and fantasies. I told him this bondage fantasy that I have where I am suspended in the air with ropes and pullies and my captor is torturing me with a cattle prod. That sends little electric currents through my body. I was not afraid to tell him because in my mind we were just getting high and talking. I thought it was a safe space. I should know by now that there is no safe space when talking to a guy who is giving you free cocaine. He decided to make me really earn my coke. He dragged me to his basement where he had all sorts of BDSM equipment. Any taboo role play he could make happen, even the one I described to him in a drug-fueled stupor. I had an oh shit moment when I realized that he planned to suspend me in the air and shock every inch of me. He had a huge cattle prod that looked like it could take King Kong down. I knew this was dangerous for me. But if I wanted more coke, I had to indulge his dark needs. He strung me up. He shocked my tits and my clit first. I could feel it, even as fucked up as I was. I pissed myself a couple times. When he shoved the huge cattle prod up my ass, I shit myself. I have never done that. He was just laughing at me. I was fucked up, but not so fucked up to not feel embarrassed for shitting the floor. He did not stop. He shocked me all night until there was nothing left inside me to shit or piss out. I need to be careful who I tell my deep dark fantasies too.
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Unholy Dark Fantasies My Pastor Gave Me
Dark fantasies are what everyone has, even a pastor in church. I found that out the hard way. I was an altar server helping out so I would have to stay late after church was over and everyone had left. I was putting everything away when I heard whimpering and crying.
I was curious so I followed it . That is when I saw the pastor with his cock out and the young nun in training. She was naked as well but tied up to the pastor’s big wooden cross he had in his office. He was whipping her hard and I could see she was bloody with welts all over. He was calling her a sinning whore as he shoved a metal cross up her cunt. He was saying how he was going to purify her. He untied her bloody body and bent her over his desk as he shoved his hard cock in her ass. he used the metal cross up her cunt and fucked her asshole as he said a prayer. She kept asking for forgiveness and just took his abuse. He finally moaned out loud and told her to turn around for her blessing. I then saw thick gooey white stuff spraying her face. I now know it was cum and use Taboo role play to relive what I saw.
Dark fantasies for a Thrill
Dark fantasies for a thrill of the kill. Rape fantasies of fuck tarts are sweet. I am Morticia your sinful seductress of the night.The sweeter the meat the better the meal. I am all about creating a fleshy sweet veal meal for the man meat that craves to kill his prey after playing with it.
Let’s us make a mating ritual of a beastly kind. I bring the fuck tarts and we have some fun with them. I like a variable of ages and flesh shades. It’s hot to make a flesh quilt out of the differing shades of colors. Flesh jacket for my lover that you will wear while the heathenistic debauchery occurs. Fleshy holes destroyed and little bodies bled out.
I am the cutter and destroyer. You are the fucker and destroyer. We work together and when their innocence and blood is all over that cock you will fuck me on the alter where I will then piss your semen out into the flames of hell.
Dark Fantasies Naomi
I am more than just your dark fantasies seductress baby! I am a little subby whore who loves to be punished! I want you to tell me about all the bad things you are going to do to me, baby! Or do you prefer Master? How about I give you a few ideas of how fucked up I love my sex? How about we start with a dark game of hiding and seek? If you find me you fuck me with whatever you want! My pussy is so wet and hot and turned on about the thought of it! I hide downstairs after prying your hands off of my throat. I am deep in a closet and I can hear your laughs travel through the house as I hide shaking. It isn’t long before I hear your boots stop outside of the closet. I know your cock is hard and twitching and waiting to use me! Isn’t it? I bolt past you and right out of the backdoor into the woods but, you chase me down with a weapon in hand. I can feel the leaves and sticks poking at my feet as my pussy becomes wetter even as scared as I am! You grab me by the wrist, ripping my body up into the air. I can feel the blade of your knife against my throat. Please don’t, please! I’m begging you but you drag me to the ground and spread my legs wide. I watch you grab the knife by the blade and you push the handle into my pussy! My screams echo through the rainy woods while you fuck me with your knife, My back arches, and I can feel your cock twitching against me while you pump the kife into me, trying to get me to cum all over it! How long will you do this for?
Dark Fantasies of Brutal Fucking and Other Things
I have dark fantasies. I am a submissive whore. It is my main job. My cover is a paralegal. My boss is also my master. He paid for me to go to paralegal school so I could work for him, legitimizing our relationship to his wife. The problem is my master is not as dark as I am. He loves to tie me up and spank me. He makes me drain his prostate too. He even occasionally pimps me out to his legal buddies as a way of repaying a favor. Now, sometimes his pals are quite brutal with me, and I secretly love it. I find myself trolling truck stops and fetish clubs looking for trouble. I need trouble I think to thrive. What the fuck is wrong with me? When I was a young schoolgirl, my father brutalized me. Fucked me before I even started my period. Tied me up, pissed on me and abused me. I ran away from men like my father for decades. Now, I finally have a nice and a benevolent master, and I am bored. I have rape phone sex fantasies and all sorts of other dark desires that master is too old and feeble to make happen. But I bet you are nice and spry with a wicked desires to punish old whores like me. Are you game?
dark fantasies for a wild one
Dark fantasies for a wild one. I am a wild one here thinking about all the nasty snuff scenarios. My ultimate fantasy is one where you use me up with all your friends and gang bang me till I die. Yes, that is correct. I want to die. Give me a death full of drugs and pain, and I will be one happy camper.
Where did this grotesque fantasy come from, you may ask yourself?
Well, don’t; I can fill you in myself. Buckle up. It’s going to be quite the ride. When I was younger, I experienced a snuff scene with my parents. They both did a lot of indie porn and began to have brutal porn that wasn’t allowed on the net. They would torture each other and get so intoxicated and high. It was quite the murder scene. It’s what they lived for and all I was surrounded by most of my life.
Now that I am older and can fuck who I want, I gravitate toward alpha men who have no problem choking me out, bleeding me out, and fucking me up rough.