So many Dark fantasies, so little time, choke me

Dark fantasies A girl can have Dark fantasies too! I been dreaming of this roleplay where I’m the victim of a serial killer.

There was this guy a long time ago, BTK, he would would sneak into homes and when they least expected it he would attack them.

He would tie up the man if there was on and then have fun with the girl. BTK was really into bondage. That’s why he had that name in the first place, Bind, torture, kill.

The thought of being his victim gets me so wet.

So I am looking for an older Daddy, who kind looks like him. Doesn’t have to be the spitting image, but gotta be balding and wear glasses.

He’s also a pretty big guy too. I dream of him, of you, waking me up in my bed with your hand over my mouth and a knife against my throat.

You are totally cold, evil to the bone and you tie me up and hang me from the ceiling like he did with his first kills. I will be hanging there, hopelessly, like the piece of meat I am and torture me with no limits. I really want to suffer! Cut me, whip me, oh and please tie a rope around my neck and choke the shit out of me.

While you are doing all of this I want you to jerk your cock off and call me names. In my Taboo role play I want to be totally destroyed. Break me down and really make me think you are going to go to the next level, kill.

Marley

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Dark Fantasies Are The Ultimate Rush and The Best Time

Dark fantasies that most people are too afraid to admit they have, those are what I thrive on. First of all, nothing gets my heart racing and my pussy wetter than a real snuff fantasy.
You know, the kind you keep locked in the darkest corner of your mind? Those that you can’t stop thinking about, no matter how hard you try.
Of course, I love it when you finally confess it to me. After that, I pull you deeper, making you describe every twisted detail. For instance, how you’d overpower me, how you’d use my body.
Even though you’d watch the light slowly fade from my eyes while you’re still buried deep inside me. Consequently, I moan and touch myself while you talk. Ultimately,feeding your fantasy until it consumes us both.
Next, I become your willing victim in the fantasy.

Dark Fantasies are What I Crave To Cum With

Therefore, I beg you to tell me exactly how you’d choke me. Every detail. And how you’d fuck me harder as I struggle. Let me know how you’d keep going even after my body goes limp.
Plus, I love the moment you describe finishing inside my still-warm corpse. As you essentially use me one final time.Without any discerning care.
The ultimate object of your darkest desire.
Obviously, it’s the taboo, the danger, the complete surrender.  Ultimately, there’s nothing hotter than playing out a snuff fantasy with someone who craves it as badly as I do.
I’m right here, ready and waiting. Tell me your deepest, most forbidden snuff fantasy. Describe every brutal detail. Let me be the girl who finally lets you play it out in your mind… and maybe even in real life if you’re brave enough. Dark fantasies are the ultimate rush.
Are you ready to lose yourself in one with me?
Dark fantasies

Dark Fantasy Babe Geneva

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Dark Fantasies Cum True with the Right Accomplice

dark fantasiesDo you have dark fantasies? I hope so. Because I like making them come true or at least feel like I made them come true for you. I consider myself a professional accomplice. I help men work out there with naughty desires for young girls. And sometimes even young boys.

Derek paid me a lot of money if I could find him a tight boy butt to fuck. Most guys want to fuck a nice young girl. But I don’t judge. His money spends the same as a guy who wants to fuck a young girl. And honestly at a certain age from behind can you tell the difference between the genders?

He gave me a description to help me with the selection process. I hunted around for a couple days utill I found the perfect little boy for him. One of the reasons I make such an excellent accomplice is because of my gender.

Little boys and little girls never think Stranger Danger about me or any woman. However, I do my best to look less like a bimbo stripper and more like a soccer mom when I’m kidnapping a little boy for some anal fun with one of my clients.

As the Accomplice, I Help You Fuck Young Pussy or Ass

I gave him more than a no taboo role play. I scored him, for a hefty price, a sweet young little boy to fuck. And nothing will tie him to the missing boy. Nothing will tie him to me either. I’m a very skilled accomplice. Over the years I’ve learned how to keep my clients safe and satisfied. And keep my pockets lined with blood money. He enjoyed that little boy that. Tore it apart with his big dick. I drugged the boy so his screams wouldn’t alert the neighbors.

He managed to fuck the little boy of his wet dreams. And I’m much richer for it. I’m ready to help you too.

Phone Whore Cassandra

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Dark Fantasies Are What I Am Here For!

Dark Fantasies

Dark Fantasies are what I am here for.

I’m Cora, the most hardcore slut you’ve ever met.

I love talking about it all, every sick and twisted fantasy you have.

Listening to your every word while I rub my pussy to the mental images of you strangling me, suffocating me, taking out all of your anger out on me!

I can handle just about anything, and I’ll take the abuse with a smile.

I don’t care how taboo you are, how fucked up your ideas might be, I need to hear them.

You use your low, strong voice to demand what you want out of me, which only turns me on even more.

Pound this pussy like you mean it, like this pussy is only yours!

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Cora

(855) 733-5746 ext 4638

Dark fantasies fill my mouth and fuck my face

Dark fantasies As I kneel for my Master’s Dark fantasies, I can’t help but wince when he pulls out his cock. He’s been threatening to bust my mouth up so he could get a toothless blowjob.

He will fuck the ever-living shit out of my mouth.

I don’t mind sucking his dick, I actually really enjoy it when he face fucks me. But what I don’t want is my teeth broken for his sick dream of fucking me with no teeth.

Every morning, he comes into my room and tells me what I have to do for the day, and then he slips in a little threat, like, “You wouldn’t mind getting dentures, right?”

The way he smiles and laughs, I know that look in his eye, it’s this fun little fantasy he has that might turn into an obsession and a chilling reality for me. He said he would drug me up so I wouldn’t feel much pain.

He said he would pull my teeth out with pliers and fuck my bloody mouth. I know better than begging him not to, I just get on my knees and start sucking his hard cock. I make sure he fucks my mouth as hard as possible.

I wrap my lips around my teeth so he doesn’t feel them, and I slam my face hard enough on his cock that I get a bloody nose. With all that blood, it’s almost like the Dark fetish he’s been talking about. I hope that he will lose interest or use some other bitch for it. It would be so painful and scary!

Marley

(855) 733-5746 ext 4649

Bondage Phone Sex Dana Gets Sold Young To Be A Hot Sex Slave

Bondage Phone Sex

I’ve always known that I wasn’t born to lead or to be some untouchable queen; I was born to be owned, used, and completely broken by a man who knows how to claim what’s his. My life became a blur of bondage phone sex and dark rooms the moment I realized that my only value is in how well I can satisfy my master’s filthiest desires. 

I don’t need a soft bed or a kind word when I have the cold floor of a basement and the heavy weight of a man who bought my submission before I even knew how to say no. I’m just a hollow vessel, a “personal sex slave” waiting for the next command to crawl and beg. Richard is the one who really understands how to handle a girl like me, mostly because he treats me like the property I am. 

He loves the fantasy that I started serving men when I was just a young, developing thing, sold off to please any horny need that walked through the door. He doesn’t want to hear about my day or my feelings; he just wants to hear the sound of my breathing hitching as he describes the nasty things he’s going to do to my body. 

He wants me trapped in his basement, chained up and waiting for the moment he decides it’s time for his next “cum release”. The way Richard uses me is a cycle of pure, sticky degradation that never seems to end. He loves to get himself worked up, imagining me restricted and helpless while he spreads his warm, “thick cum” all over my trembling skin. He doesn’t let me clean up, either. 

He wants to leave his mark on me, letting his load dry on my belly and deep inside my yummy “nigger pussy” until it’s stiff and crusty. He’ll leave me there in the dark, smelling like him and wearing his filth like a uniform, only to return the next day and repeat the entire cycle over again. There’s something so addictive about knowing I belong to him and him alone. 

Every time he calls, I sink deeper into that submissive headspace, picturing the grime of the basement and the rough way he’ll handle his personal slave. He wants to see me gagging and struggling against my restraints while he gets his rocks off, uncaring about the bruises he leaves behind. 

To him, I’m just a toy to be played with and put away until he’s ready to make a mess of me again. I crave the weight of his expectations and the suffocating feeling of being his “total property”. I’m the girl who lives for the filth, waiting for the next time my master decides to remind me exactly where I belong.

Dana

(855) 733-5746 ext 4280

Dark fantasies threesomes are better when bloody

Dark fantasies

Dark fantasies for an evil bitch like me means it’s gonna get messy! You see, I live for the dark and grotesque.

And in the realm of naughty trysts, nothing gets my juices flowing quite like a bloody threesome!

With the crimson of life’s essence painting the scene in all its macabre glory.

I like to make my boyfriend pick up a random pretty lady at the bar. Little does this bitch know she is in for a nasty game.

When he gets the bitch comfortable enough, he takes her to my place.

I hide out until they are naked and getting their fuck on. When his cock is inside her, I enter the room and play like I am some but hurt girlfriend.

Most of the time, the bitch is horrified, saying she had no idea, blah, blah, blah.

I tell her if she wants to make it up to me, then she should at least make me cum.

I’ll get in between my legs, licking my clit, while my guy is taking her from behind.

 

When my orgasm starts to build up, I pull out my knife, quietly so she doesn’t notice. I like to lead my lambs to the slaughter peacefully. Right before I start to orgasm, I slice her neck open.

Bitches usually start to panic, but they can’t scream. They spray their blood all over me. My Dark fetish revives me. Makes me stronger and more youthful. I wish I could play this game every day, but I don’t want the pigs to ruin my fun!

Roxy

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Do me dirty like daddy did

Dark fantasies phone sex, I wanna make your nasty dirty dusty desires into a  reality. I’m so used to be used and abused. I love being your submissive slave. You know about my dark past. How my daddy did me wrong and my mommy would sell me off. That’s how I began to love pain with pleasure. But you, sick fuck, brought back the man himself to cum back and fuck my ass like he did me back in the day. Pinning me down, tying me up, yelling in my face what a dirty fuck I was while he smashed my tootsie with his danger dick. Immense torture made me love pain. My uncle was the same. Joining forces with daddy and tag teaming me after school. I couldn’t even get a snack before I was on my back getting brutally beaten with anger rape fantasies taken out on my tiny little tootsie. Broken school girl taken advantage on by my family. Incestual danger fucking till I was oozing cum blood.

Dark fantasies phone sex

That man I call deadbeat daddy set me the fuck up. Gave me to love and desire to ravaged regularly. If your a normie guy who just loves to fuck basic, that’s not good enough. Choke me, torture me, show me your darkest side. Turns me the hell on watching the blood rushing to your face, arms and cock before you bust my face and shred my tight wet tootsie. So sick evil and twisted, so god damn hot.

I want you to treat me like the good ol days daddy snuck into my room and held me down. Ripped off my little panties and gagged my mouth. Put the fear up inside my leaky cunt as the same time you do to me. I’m a junkie for the gore and blood. Just like I was broke in, roleplay that glorious day. Throw my hips in the air and remind me to ” shut the fuck up” and “I made you little bitch”.Bloody cum running down my legs leaving a pathetic submissive slave puddle beneath me. My pussy tingles, the danger sending sensations making me squirt like a god damn tornado!

Belle

(855) 733-5746 ext 4162

Dark Fantasies for Hardcore Anal Sex are My Specialty

dark fantasiesA lot of my dark fantasies involved rough anal sex. Most men call me little anal Annie. My red curly hair makes people think of the Broadway musical girl Annie. Combined with my love for ass fucking it does seem like a perfect moniker.

Over the weekend I needed cocaine money. Surprise. So, I went to this hardcore anal sex director. He only makes rough anal sex videos. The rougher the better in his mind. He made me audition by putting various objects in my ass. Starting small with a marble that I shot across the room. But that graduated to a ping pong ball which I shot out of my ass too. But what got me the job was when I shot a tennis ball out my ass.

Perhaps now you understand why I became a taboo phone chat girl. My life feels more akin to a porn star‘s life than a soccer mom‘s life. But that’s because this soccer mom loves her cocaine. But my husband cut me off from his finances years ago, when he realized how much of his money, I put up my nose. That forced me to get creative. And my mother always taught me. A woman never needs to pay for her cocaine, and she can trade it for her ass, mouth, and pussy.

This Soccer Mom Earned the Apt Nick Name Little Anal Annie

My mama did not steer me wrong. I got the hardcore anal job. And I later regretted it. Because that director inserted things much bigger than a tennis ball in my ass. He made me endure hours of hardcore fisting. Plus, he sodomized me with the wide part of a wine bottle too. Man after man fucked me in the ass, leaving my asshole gaped open wide and dripping cum

I just kept my eye on the prize, which would be the money. And when he paid me, I immediately went to my drug dealer. But he saw that I walked funny and knew I likely let men fuck me for a buck. So, he decided he wanted to fuck my ass too. In fact, he told me to keep my money and just give him my ass, so I did. I kept my money for the next time I need cocaine. Apparently, the drug dealer possesses a dark fetish for anal cream pies. Because he fucked my ass into oblivion.

I doubt I will walk normally anytime soon. But at least I earned a big bag of cocaine and a lot of cash to see me through my recovery.

Taboo Mommy Blair

(855) 733-5746 Ext 4268dar

Extreme Snuff Stories Gets Darker While You Choke Layla Out

Extreme Snuff Stories

I didn’t expect my day to end with cold steel around my wrists and your heavy boots echoing against the floorboards, but here I am, your brand new toy. My breath catches in my throat as you drag me into the center of the room, my trembling knees barely keeping me upright. You tell me I belong to you now, and the way you look at me makes my skin crawl and burn all at once. 

My mind wanders to the extreme snuff stories I’ve whispered about in the dark, but nothing prepared me for the weight of your actual hands on my skin. I’m just a helpless little thing, aren’t I? A busty little prize with my heavy titties spilling out of my torn top, swaying with every sob I try to choke back. You don’t want my tears, though; you want my total surrender.

You step close, smelling of sweat and authority, and suddenly your thick fingers are wrapping around my firm neck. You aren’t gentle. You squeeze until the world starts to blur at the edges, and I can feel the pulse thumping wildly in my throat against your palm. I should be terrified, but as the air thins, a traitorous moan escapes my lips. It feels so good to be handled so roughly.

 I look up at you with wide, glassy eyes, watching your expression shift as you realize how much I’m enjoying the pressure. You growl, tightening your grip, and I can see the bulge in your pants hardening right before my eyes. My own body is betraying me, my core slicking with heat because you’re choosing to break me. The room spins as you finally let go, only to shove me hard onto my back. 

I hit the mattress with a thud, my chest heaving as I desperately try to pull air back into my lungs. My nipples are hard and sensitive, peaking toward the ceiling while I lay there exposed and vulnerable. You don’t give me a second to recover. You strip down, your massive cock pulsing and ready to punish me for being such a good, submissive girl.

You dive between my thighs, pinning my arms above my head so I can’t even move. Then, you start to fuck my brains out. Every thrust is deep, violent, and perfect. I’m lost in the sensation of you claiming every inch of me, my head tossing back and forth against the pillow. I’m your personal slave, your property, and I’ll take every bit of this rough treatment until I can’t scream anymore. You’re ruining me, and I never want you to stop.

Layla

(855) 733-5746 ext 4310

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