Dark Fantasies Feed Morbid Appetites

Most women don’t possess dark fantasies. But I’m not most women. The way my father raised me would shock a typical suburban wife and mother. My mother left my dad and me when I was very young. Either she didn’t think my father would abuse his own daughter, or she just didn’t care if he no longer abused her.
The first night she left, my dad shoved his dick in my mouth in the middle of the night. And then the next day he shoved his dick in my virgin cunt. Followed by the next day up my virgin ass. His idea of breaking me in gradually was three days of fucking a hole. As I got older, he started worrying I would tell people at school. So, he pulled me out of school and tied me to my bed every day for 10 hours while he went to work.
I’m not talking a taboo role play here. This was my life. My dad saw me as his property. Perhaps his concubine. The only education he ever gave me was a sexual one. He taught me to be a submissive whore before I could even write my own name. Eventually when I entered my teen years, he started sharing me with his poker buddies who treated me as their concubine too. And cum dumpster, gangbang whore and human toilet.
Eventually, I ran away from home. Managed to steal enough money here and there from my drunk daddy and his even drunker friends. But I didn’t leave that submissive lifestyle behind me. I married a man just like dear old dad. And divorced him too. Although I do have a master who has been my master for over 20 years, I never left the submissive lifestyle. Just bounced around from one dominant man to the next. My current master turned out to be the most benevolent of them all, but he still uses me as a dirty whore.
Over the years my fantasies became darker. I’ve embraced my life as a submissive whore. And sometimes I find myself wishing my master would go even darker than my father or ex-husband ever did. So, I guess all the years of abuse I endured turned my basic dark dreams into extreme snuff fantasies. Want to explore them with a willing whore?

I woke up to the sharp, cold blade of a knife against my throat and hot breath in my face. Some man that I didn’t know was on top of me, pinning me down to the bed and hissing orders at me. This side of town was supposed to be safer than where I had moved from. The first week that I lived here and I was already a victim. After beating the shit out of me, he sliced my panties off and pressed his cock up against my cunt.
The intruder slammed his hard dick in my pussy and slid the blade of that knife across my throat. Blood poured from the open gash and he forcefully pounded my cunt.
I put up as much of a fight as I could but being a petite, young slut, there wasn’t much I could do. He was a big, strong man who could have knocked me across the room in one blow. I thought that being calm and complying with his demands would cause him to take it easy on me. Instead, he degraded me for being such a scared, little bitch and then slit my throat while violently force fucking me.
His hands clasped around my throat gripped tighter and tighter as his cock pounded in and out of my cunt. I was already fading out but the searing pain of his dick ripping into my dry asshole and tearing it open, brought me right back. The last thing that I felt before going cold and limp was his cock jumping deep in my cunt, filling me with hot cum. I was a slutty, used up fuck toy until the very end.

Those Dark Fantasies of yours are all I want to hear about!
They don’t call me an evil bitch for no reason because I love being your little accomplice.
Force me to do all the nasty and fucked up shit you are too scared to do!
Want me to find your next victim you get to terrorize?
Maybe a hot little cutie we can share?
You can do whatever you want with her, and I’ll be right there cheering you on!
I want to watch that thick cock fills up that tiny pussy with all your hot cum!
Then watch me suck all of it out of her and lick her clean.
Then she’ll be ready for round two with us!
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There are stories on the news every day about some stupid bitch getting murked because she was too careless. That’s probably what they’ll say about me when someone finally discovers my mutilated corpse. We met on a dating app. I was one of those sluts that fell for the “nice guy” act. The thought of him torturing and snuffing me out never crossed my mind.
Not until his hands were clenched around my throat and he was strangling the life out of me. I could hear and feel the crunch of my windpipe crushing under his hands as he gripped tighter and tighter. My face burned hot and the pressure of his grasp on me caused my eyes to pop from the sockets. I almost didn’t feel his cock pounding away, fucking my raw pussy. He ripped into my asshole next. The pain of it tearing and gaping almost caused me to black out.
Each time I thought that I was going to fade away, he would release his grip allowing me to catch my breath. That was only for a second at a time before he would bash me in the face and start strangling me all over again. My “nice guy” date beat me half to sleep while strangling me until I pissed on myself and went into convulsions. Then he pulled out a sharp knife.
He raised the knife above his head and drove it down into my body over and over again. The last thing I saw was my date reaching into my sliced open torso and pulling handfuls of my guts out. His cock was rock hard the whole time. Especially while he was staring me in the eyes as all life drained from them.

This man’s Dark fantasies were absolutely bone-chilling! I was sold for the weekend to this seemingly meek, nerd-kind of guy.
Master Daddy told me the guy is a big horror fan and wants to use me to act out these evil scenes he concocted.
He came out in a creepy Pinhead mask. He played the role so well, like he just walked out of the gates from Hell. His mask wasn’t the best, but his energy made up for it.
The whole time, he was cold and calculated. Revving up the fear in me as much as I could. I wish I could say I was playing along, but even as a seasoned snuff slave, I was still very frightened.
Sharp chains and menacing spikes tear into my skin, ripping open slices of flesh that spurt blood and flesh along the ridges of my tits and belly. The man’s cruel sadism knows no bounds as he drives a spiked metal dildo up my pussy.
I thought he was going to use his own cock to fuck me, but no. He just tore me up with all of his gadgets and toys. Every sensation felt so evil to me, just as if these torture sex tools came from Hell. I’m just grateful I survived his Snuff fantasy!
