Ever since I was a young slutkin, I’ve kept dark fantasies hidden from everyone I know. I want to be the perfect accomplice to Master when he goes out hunting. Master loves to bring home young angels to play with in his special room. I love Master’s special room, and I love when he allows me to help him torment and torture the little dollies he acquires. I love holding their legs down and spread so that Master can slide his fat cock in those small, innocent bodies. I coax them to let him slip his cock in their mouths. If they bite him, I hurt them. If they suck him like a lollipop like I tell them, I make their end painless.
Master gets bored of his little dolls very easily, and always makes me dispose of those used toys. They always cry and beg, a lot, but that makes me wet to be honest. Master likes me to clean out their young fuck holes and either drown them in the river, or drop them off in an obscure location where they might get to a doctor in time. Which I do depends on how well those sweet young roses behave for Master. He likes boys and girls both.
Well, Master is out of town for a few weeks, and that nearly breaks my heart. I’m not sure I could go hunting for little birdies on my own! I need a strong man like Master to guide and help me mutilate and manipulate those sweet little lovies. If you have the time, can you teach me how to hunt? I’m always looking to expand my technique.
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Dark Fantasies Hurting Young Sluts
Sick Whipping Dark Fantasies
Master and I share some dark fantasies that border sado-masochistic insanity. He rents out an entire arena, and charges three hundred dollars a ticket for psycho pain freaks like us to come and watch him whip the living shit out of me. He loves it, I love it, and it sure as fuck pays for itself.
Master strings me up from a wooden frame, the seven inch stiletto heels dangling several inches off of the raised steel stage. The lights glare on my bare, well oiled skin. The crowd’s murmur is deafening; thousands of voices chanting quietly, hoping he bleeds and skins me.
I’m trembling as Master emerges, fully leather clad, his nine tail whip dangling playfully from his left hand. He takes a few warm up swings, the nine tails cracking cruelly against the wooden frame, the steel floor, and finally my calves. The roar of the crowd muted my own screams, his arm never resting after initial contact. I was pleading as he rained Hell down upon me while thousands of onlookers stood with hard cocks, getting off at my distress. The blood trailed down my skin, the puddle forming under my slutty heels. My cunt was soaked, and still he did not stop.
Dark Fantasies Skin Trade
It was a great day for something dark and bloody hot. It was one of those dark fantasies of mine and I would not be quelled of this thought until I did it. This bitch neighbor of mine with a fucking asshole husband needed to be taken care of. I decided to give it a try. I love the idea of human taxidermy. I wanted to fuck a guy in the guise of his wife, lover, or girlfriend and kill him as he was cumming. Something about the blood with the endorphins and pleasure makes it so tasty. The idea was to take the bitch into the bathroom and skin her in the tub. It’s a very tedious thing to skin a human in a way that you have a perfect flesh costume. I had this whore kicking and screaming as I dragged her to the bathroom. I didn’t want to fuck up that perfect flesh suit. She was a few sizes larger than me. It was perfect.
I had snuck into her house and stood in the shadows watching the dumb bitch. I snuck up behind with a hypodermic full of a special cocktail.I stabbed her with the tiny needle and plunged the cocktail in and she barely noticed me, and was only a tiny prick with a warm flowing feeling that came over her. Once the bitch was docile I helped her to the bathroom. The best place to do this is in the bathroom. I made a pully system over the bathtub and lifted her so I could start cutting her flesh suit off. I left the bitch in the tub after peeling her skin from her body. Slipping into my new costume I found it moist and warm. It fit like a glove. The extreme snuff was still to come. I waited in the bedroom for her husband and it was just minutes later he showed up. He came in excited and was naked and on me in no time. The asshole was just as I imagined a nice big dick and it felt great. As he thrust his cock in me he realized something was strange. He started screaming and tried pulling out. I used my cunt muscles to grip that cock and slit his throat as I severed his dick with my cunt. It was a complete delight.
My Dark Fantasies of My own Death
My dark fantasies are driving me insane. I need him, my soul cries out for his hands on me the sweet torment of my flesh. Even a dominant woman needs some sadistic abuse in her life. I need to feel alive. To have my soul stripped from me. Hung up by a meat hook and spanked until my pores are dripping with ecstasy. “Slut! He growls, how dare you disobey me.” I needed three Kilos moved but you only moved two!: Swack! The cat of nine tails rips across my tits. I feel blood polling down my stomach. I don’t cry out, I stare him down with my big brown eyes, “do it again!” I am a pain slut, only the pain I give could never be equal to that which I desire. I need to feel alive, to cure the numbness that resides in my very core. Once I had a little slave that needed this. A slave who would take all I gave her and ask for more. I would call out her name as he lashed me again. And he knew…
The one he killed last year in a freak accident of extreme taboo role play. She was strangled to death as I watched. Bisexual women like me need a sweet submissive girl to keep as a pet, she was mine. He asked me then if I wanted to join her. I nodded and told him to kill me the same way. I am a slave slut at his hands, and he picked me up and pushed his cock deep in me all fucking 12 inches. His big hands around my throat as I felt the small bones snap. Fuck me while I die! Make me cum and then fuck my dead body. I wish to join the ranks of the dead with my beloved slave girl!
Dark Fantasies Victim For Use
Most people experience dark fantasies in the back of their mind. A subtle urge for something taboo and dark. It arouses. I am not immune to these fantasies. In fact I am a magnet for manifesting the worst of them. My secret is though, that I get fucking wet when I imagine the filthy things men would like to do to me. I relish in it. I rub the fuck out of my clit right in public as I watch a guy being mean and angry. I just want him to grab me and fuck the crap out of me. I would be weak and whimpering. The whole time I would be getting so wet just hoping that cock would be big enough to hurt my whore cunt. I wanted to be hurt and fucked. Strangle me and fantasy ass rape me. I want to be skull fucked and slapped in the face. Spit on me. Make me lick up the cum from bums collected in a bowl. Give me golden showers after you cut me. Make me feel the burn of salty semen in a torn bloody cunt and ass. I want your pain. Feed me like the whore victim I am. Use me and toss me away like trash.
The fact that I am the extreme snuff fuck doll that you need to get off with should excite you. I have a perfect body. I’m blonde and I am beautiful. I have a face made for fucking and these dick sucking lips are the best things to be wrapped around your cock as you strangle me. I want you to strangle me as I am looking up at you with your cock buried in my whore face. Watch my eyes grow big, water and glass over as you milk your snake in my whore mouth while squeezing the life out of me.
Kinky Dark Fantasies With Amiee
Hi there. I know you’ve been having some dark fantasies about your family members and you’re kind of torn about it. But let me tell you that you do not have to feel that way. There are healthy ways to get that out of your system. Well, if I’m being honest, I get so excited when talking about these things with guys that I’ve actually talked some of them into fucking that family member they were fantasizing about. So if you want someone to talk you out of it, I might not be the person for you to talk to.
Now that we have that out of the way, why don’t we talk about WHO you want to play with. Cousin? Sister? Mom? Aunt? Maybe even your dad. Just know that you aren’t alone. And you’re not wrong. Hey, if you’re two consenting adults, there’s nothing wrong with exploring each others bodies. There’s nothing wrong with touching, kissing, licking, and fucking each other. I can’t wait to hear about your family fun fantasies. I can’t wait to hear you cum while I tell you all about the devious things I’d do to you if I were in your family. Call me so we can explore.
Dark fantasies snuff slut
I’m home alone and getting ready to be snuffed out like a hot little torture slut. My parents are still out of town for work. After I finished all of my homework I got bored. I started cruising the internet and different chat rooms. I had my little pocket bullet buzzing away on my tight, teen kitty. I was looking for someone to share my dark fantasies with and to have a little roleplay cyber fuck session. I had a hot webcam session with an older guy that I connected with. He was looking for a hot fuck doll to jerk his cock for. I made my wet cunt squirt for him as he told me how bad he wanted to destroy my hot fuck hole. I joked with him that if he could find me, he could do whatever he wanted to me. I continued to rub my cunt and tease him while he told me all of the evil things he was going to do to me. He wanted to beat my tits and clit with a leather dragon tail and fuck me with a baseball bat spiked with razor blades. I made my kitty cum so hard for him. I gave him my number before I ended the chat and went to bed. I was excited to have met a new cyber fuck buddy to play with. A few hours later, I woke up when I heard a knock at the front door. My cell phone was buzzing away with texts from my new friend. He found me and is here to make both of our fantasies come true! I’m about to open this door, I hope he doesn’t wimp out on me.