Category Archive: Deep dark fantasies

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

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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

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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

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Dark fantasies get you to watch my evil ass in action

Dark fantasiesDark fantasies or something, I never shy away from. See, I think my favorite way to indulge in my super dark fantasies is to go out for a drink and look super hot.

I’ll find a girl who looks younger than me sitting by herself, and maybe she’s feeling a little down, like somebody stood her up on a date.

A beautiful girl totally alone needs some company!

I’ll sit next to her, start casually talking to her, eventually buy her a drink, then two, then three.

It’ll start to get late, and we both are just really feeling each other,so I asked her if she would like to come over. I mean, I’m only a couple blocks away.

She agrees, and she knows that she deserves some girl time. I take her to my place, pour her another drink, and put on some nice sensual music.

She starts to feel a little too tipsy, maybe. Her eyes closed, and that’s when I got to work.

I get her completely naked, and then I handcuff her and I open her legs wide, tying her to my bedpost.

She wakes up gagging because I rammed my strap down her throat. I love choking stupid bitches. You’re there, stroking it in the corner. She’s probably so dumb she doesn’t put it together why her date stood her up. It’s a fun game I like to play. To catfish a bitch and then brutally fuck her. Especially when I have a partner in crime to share her with.

I’ll make her choke on mine while you make her cry with yours. I love that you are a sick fuck with a Dark fetish like mine. I don’t know what’s better, hearing their muffled cries as you dump your cum in them or when they plead for their life after we’re done. It’s all so damn hot, and I’ll never stop my catfish fun.

 

 

Roxy

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Taboo Role Play Fantasies are my Sick Twisted Dreams!

Taboo Role Play

Hearing your Taboo Role Play fantasies, the shit that really gets you going, is what gets my pussy wet!

Let me guess what makes your dick hard, is it when you hear me choking and gasping for air?

Gagging on the thick, hot cum you just forced feed me down my throat?

Or maybe it’s fucking me so hard my pussy bleeds for you, all over your hard cock?

Or is it something way worse I haven’t thought of yet?

I need new ideas for sick, sadistic ways I let men abuse me.

Stretch my pussy out and make me cry.

Put clamps on my pussy lips until they are purple and swollen, perfectly fuckable for you now.

Tell me daddy, I want to be perfect for you, your good little whore! 

 

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Cora

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Strangle Fantasy Turns Sexy When Layla Gets Choked Hardcore

Strangle FantasyThe sweet scent of vanilla and sugar was still heavy in the air, a domestic bliss I never expected would turn into my darkest, filthiest craving. I was just pulling a tray of cookies from the oven when the shadow fell over me, cold and sudden. Before I could scream, a thick, gloved hand clamped over my mouth and a Strangle Fantasy became my terrifying, breathless reality.

I felt the oxygen vanish as he pinned me against the kitchen counter, his weight crushing my small frame into the marble while his fingers dug into the soft skin of my throat. He didn’t speak a word; he just dragged me toward the bedroom, his grip on my windpipe never loosening for a second. I was a helpless hostage in my own home, a plaything for a man who had been watching me from the darkness for weeks.

He flipped me over, forcing me into a submissive doggy-style position on the edge of the bed. I felt the cold air hit my skin as he ripped my clothes away, leaving my busty tits to bounce wildly and heavy with every violent, rhythmic thrust as he began fucking the absolute shit out of me from behind. The pain was sharp, but the sensation of his hand tightening around my neck sent a jolt of primal electricity straight to my dripping wet cunt.

My vision slowly started getting blurry, as he hammered his cock into me. Every time I tried to gasp for air, he tightened his hold, forcing me to find a sick pleasure in the suffocation. He told me he’s been “dreaming” of jizzing on my face all week, and couldn’t take it anymore. I was becoming addicted to the way he claimed me, a little fuck doll being used for his twisted satisfaction.

Just as I thought I might pass out from the sheer intensity of the friction, he leaned forward and ripped off his ski mask. I expected a monster, but I saw a face that was devastatingly handsome… a hard jaw and hungry eyes that told me he knew exactly how much I was enjoying this. Seeing how fuckable he actually was changed everything. My clit began to throb and get harder than it had ever been as I realized that being “Raped” by a man this sexy wasn’t just bad… It was everything I wanted.

I stopped fighting and started arching my back, begging for the pressure, my pussy soaking the sheets as he finished. I am his captive now, his busty little baker turned into a gasping, shivering wreck. I don’t want to be rescued. I want him to break my back in every single angle he could think of, then leave me with a messy cum facial before he disappears into the night. Maybe if you’re as obsessed as he is, he’ll let you watch while he chokes the life… right out of me.

 

Layla

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