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Whipped into submission

dark fantasies

I have so many dark fantasies, hidden away deep in my mind, wishing to be played out. I love dark fantasies phone sex, it lets me express my rape phone sex fantasies somewhere I know it’s safe to do so. Where there’s no judgement.

I can see myself, Dressed in my knee-high boots, mini skirt, corset top, no panties. I can look so tiny, and helpless when I want to. I would be somewhere obscure, an out-of-the-way bus stop in a dark corner of Portland, maybe. I would be walking, looking skittish, keeping close to the dark streets, waiting for a predator. One would come, or maybe a few. Grabbing me, dragging me away into the depths of the night. Hands binding me, gagging my screams. I would be terrified! But, truthfully, from deep within me, my lust would flow, weeping thickly from my aroused pussy. 

Eager, rough hands, pulling, shredding my clothes off of me, exposing my delicate flesh, my hardened nipples. I would cry and beg for mercy as they tied me down.

Over and over again they would whip me, raising deep welts into my milky soft skin. With every strike I would come closer to coming. Exploding with the first cock that forced it’s way into my little tiny cunt. I would orgasm, powerfully, over and over again as they took my little fuck holes, choking me with their hot, thick rods. 

They would leave me, broken, bloodied, cum-covered, laying in a ditch somewhere.

But, little would they know, how satisfied my pussy was!

What dark, nasty little fantasies do you have? 


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