When you have dark fantasies like I do, being snowed in with someone else can be a very dangerous thing… for them. It was supposed to be just a vacation with a friend of mine, we grew up together and were like sisters so I was excited for a fun trip. But then just 2 days after we got to the cabin, it snowed and snowed and snowed and the cabin was buried! We were completely snowed in, there was no way to even open the doors let alone drive back to town so we just lit a fire and made the best of it. We had more than enough food, plenty of firewood, we even had a generator that kept us with power! It should have been just a relaxing time but I was bored, I just kept looking at my friend and imagining her bloody and beaten and the more I thought of it, the more the blood lust took over! I had to do it, I had to kill her! I drugged her drink that last night, she passed out and it was on. I stripped her naked and tied her up, I even blindfolded her so that she would die without ever knowing it was me that killed her. I beat her and forced her fuck holes open with my massive strap on cock, she was screaming and begging me to stop but I was too far gone to stop then! I literally fucked that bitch to death then dismembered her and burned her body in the giant fireplace. By the time the snow melted enough for me to leave, it was like she had never been there at all. I definitely learned a lesson from this though, never go on vacation with friends because you never know what will happen if you get snowed in!
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Snuff Roleplay: Vanilla Is Boring
Fuck those vanilla fantasies, and go for some kinky snuff roleplay. Why be the pool man when you can be some beastly demon that breaks in and has rape phone sex fantasies with the young virginal cunt.
You wait for her in her bedroom and clamp your hand over her mouth before she can make a noise. I come in and start slapping her face and pinching her nipples with my sharp fingernails. The cunt is a perfect little sacrifice for our Master now isn’t she?
I get her undressed as you straddle her face and force fuck her face. As your face fucking the little cunt I start to fist her young hot snatch and that pink fuck hole was so tight! What will you do to our sweet little sacrifice?
His Dark Fantasies
His dark fantasies were clear; he was looking for the girl in the age of just barely over double digits. I was that girl…the silly one who got into the car with him because I thought he would give me a ride home from school. He did no such thing, he had dark fantasies to fulfill on my little body. The darkest, deepest things he could think of were planned for me when he drove me to his house instead. He tempted me with alcohol and took me down to his basement to show me his stash of sweet booze. Or so he claimed…because once I was down there he locked the door and I realized we were really all alone in the middle of nowhere with no one to hear me…that’s when he told me I wouldn’t be making it home. I tried reasoning, and begging him but his dark fantasies for my little body were far stronger than any tears or pleading I could do. He convinced me that if I was a good girl and didn’t fight him he would let me go, I tried to be a good girl. I tried not to resist him. He pushed his cock into my mouth, it was big and foreign in my mouth as I tried to go further down on it just like the girls in the movies. He was super hard and rough pushing my head up and down at whatever pace he wanted. I was drooling and slobbering everywhere…I had no control. He undressed my little body and I was naked and exposed then. He had me down on his dick sucking it deep while he used his fingers on my pussy. I tried to squirm away but he held me down and pushed my head down on his dick and told me if I struggled anymore he would choke me to death on his dick…little did I know that was the plan all along as he fisted my cunt bloody and I was snuffed right out on his dick.
Dark fantasies: The Stranger with a Knife
My Master has so many dark fantasies that I’m not sure what to do. I’m scared. He has become harsher and harsher with me, leaving more injured and permanently scarred it feels as the farther we move in our dynamic the less he sees me as a person who belongs to him and a toy to push further and further and I wonder just how far he will go. That’s when I woke up, groggy and hungover which was strange because I’d not had anything to drink. I tried to move my hand to rub my eyes and found my wrist chained to the bed. I pulled at my other wrist and then my ankles and felt the same thing. I was strapped to the bed on my stomach. I could move to my knees and get myself up a little but I was captured. I froze when I heard an unfamiliar voice giggle “Oh, you’re awake.” and there is something creepy about a man with a deep bass giggling. I tried to look towards them and then noticed I couldn’t see. I was blindfolded and I screamed, jerking away as I felt a cold metal scraping against my ass. Another giggle and then a sharp, hard, smack with the metal item right across my ass before a hard hand grabbed my hair, pulling back hard forcing me to arch my back to move with the hand. “Slut! Say thank you.” he growled into my ear, running the metal thing across my ass on it’s side. The sharp sting letting me know it was a blade followed by the trickle of warm blood dripping down my thighs and into the dip of my back. The stranger’s fingers ran across the stinging cut and I could hear a low purr as he sucked the blood clean from his fingers. “So sexy. What a good slut you are.” he pushed my head away, my face hitting the metal headboard, I heard a crunch in my nose and a pain shot through my head as blood streamed from my nose over my mouth and dripped from my chin. I gasped, trying to breathe through my mouth and trying to ignore the frog in my throat the tears in my eyes caused. I felt the bed dip and he moved behind me, his cock pressing into my dry pussy making me scream in pain again as he began to fuck me hard and fast. Not caring about my pain as his cock ripped my pussy. Using my blood to lubricate his hard fucking. His blade in his hand gripping my hips jabbing me over and over, running over my skin turning my side into ground meat. I sobbed, screamed, begged for him to stop and he just grunted. Fucking me harder and harder, his other hand running through my blood smearing it on my body. “It’s so fucking sexy.” he said to himself. You’re so pretty in red.” he mumbled. His other hand leaving my hip, tearing out that small chunk of flesh from where the blade tip was embedded. “I’m going to cum in your pussy.” he laughed. “But we can’t let you get pregnant now can we? I want to fuck you over and over again until you’re falling apart.” and I swear the man cackled, his thrusting became erratic as I begged. “No… Please, please, don’t hurt me. Please stop.” my voice cracking through my tears making me unsure if it was a blessing or not when I felt the sharp pain in the side of my neck. Like a bee sting and then the heavy hot flow of blood splattering onto the puddle from my nose on the bed underneath me. It didn’t take long, my arms felt weak and my limbs gave out. I couldn’t tell if the world was getting hard but the pain began to fade and it felt so wonderful I didn’t even care I could feel his cock throb and fill me with cum. That I could tell he was stabbing me over and over again as I slipped into that beautiful sleep that saved me from this man. Truly turning me into a fuck toy to abuse, but at least now I didn’t have to feel it.
Dark fantasies make the best phone sex!
We all have dark fantasies, some of us are just a little more open with ours than other people are. Personally, I don’t think I should be forced to hide my dark side, I flaunt it loud and proud because I am one wicked bitch! I don’t believe in mercy or kindness, I am all about being as viscous as I possibly can to every person I come across. Why be nice when I could be merciless and evil instead? I want to get a nice young bitch, someone completely innocent and naive because that just makes it hotter for me. I want to scare her a little at first, make her think that there is a shred of hope that she could get away even though there is no way out for her. I want her to run a little and exhaust herself, eventually she will end up curled up in a corner sobbing and shaking with fear completely unable to move. That is when I will scoop her up and lay her out on my table and strap her ass down. She will be violated and all of her fuck holes will be torn and bleeding… and any faith in god that she may have had will be completely gone! By the end she will beg for her death and she will do anything I ask her to do. I’m sure that she would still be hoping for a miracle, hoping that someone, anyone would rescue her but trust me, there was no hope for this bitch from the moment I laid my hands on her! She was dead as soon as she got in my car… she just didn’t know it yet. I never leave witnesses, I only leave bruised and battered bodies. What can I say? I am pure evil and I will never be anything else!