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Dark Fantasies Might Prove Too Sick for Even You

dark fantasiesWhat kind of dark fantasies do you have? The kind in my head gives most people nightmares. Some of the stuff I think about and some of the stuff I do most women could never even imagine. But then I’m a sick bitch. As twisted as they come. And I don’t plan on changing anytime soon.

Recently, I’m met a predator who needed to be removed from this earth. How somebody never murdered him before seems beyond comprehension to me. But I guess there are a lot of people in this world who don’t think or act like me.

When I meet a sexual predator who preys on young girls, usually I find CBT phone sex fitting torture. But sometimes cock and ball torture simply serves as foreplay to death. Charlie tried to force himself on a friend of mine ‘s baby sister. He’s even on that brat registry. I intervened. And another predator bites the dust.

I drugged him and he woke up tied to my castration chair in my basement. It’s an old death row chair that I repurposed with a plank in the middle to separate the cock and the balls. And I waited until he came fully awake again so he could feel the pain I inflicted on him.

A Sick Bitch Has Sick Fantasies Too

I skinned his cock and balls alive. Using a thin razor blade, I literally scraped the flesh off his worthless, predatory cock and balls. Now he did not survive the night. But I never intended for him to live. I just wanted him to feel the most awful pain possible beforehand. So, once I skinned his cock and balls, I poured a bottle of vodka on his junk. Burn baby burn. I thought he might suffer a heart attack from the pain. I did not want that. He needed to go out in a more grandiose way.

So, I took him outside, strapped him to a chair and I cut his artery. Not too deep. A slow bleed. And I did that so the animals would smell the blood and eat him alive. I sat back and watched coyotes, foxes, and other critters eat him as he still breathed. Told you I was a sick bitch. Even a taboo role play with me might be too much for you to handle. Consider yourself warned.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

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Dark Fantasies Phone Sex goth girl begs to get a cut up cunt

Dark Fantasies Phone Sex, I’m a dark whore, cum shred me the fuck up. My cutie girl dark goth teen girl image didn’t save me when your evil and convincing ways captured and raptured  along with some teen rape fantasies taken out on me, holding me down till I was blue in the face and barely breathing, my favorite abuse.

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You set me up, sick bitch you are. Trying to end me by getting me to the prime place to be pummeled and left for dead. You’re unwanted in society so you chose me to hunt, devour, and eat up. Pathetic bitch boy with anger in your eyes. All you have in mind is fuck my cunt up, widen my tiny gap, punish, humiliate me with help for being a pathetic dirty whore.

It didn’t take long till I found myself in the backseat of your buddies car, my mouth taped, eyes covered with a bag over my head you bashed my head in knocking me out..

You shredded and ripped all my clothes off making my skin raw and crawling with pain, gives me so much pleasure making my tight cuntie canal weep in cum blood. Chained my neck to my wrists, to my waist, all the way to my ankles, there was no getting out. I’d lift my head just to be punched over and over making me beg for mercy. 

Chained with my legs pulled to the back of my neck. God damn I love getting my tight, bloody cum filled cooter smashed with rape fantasies taken out on me over and over till I’m crying and unable to walk right. I lost count of just how many men you made me fuck in front of you till my tight cuntie was torn. My cunt walls cut up dripping blood down my legs.

Belle

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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 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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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

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Dark Fantasies Phone Sex with your incestual queen

Dark Fantasies phone sex with your incestual family fucking queen. And I know what’s been on your sick mind babes. I can read it by the bulge in your pants. Your meat muscle pulsating thinking about that sweet smelling hot nasty pink pussy you love so much. Y’all love my high pitched voice so much but don’t take it for granted, I’m a nasty freak, probably could put you to the incestual test. My background is unique and dirty. Starting with my daddy, everyone in the family knew their fuck place and I love sharing everything with you…Dark Fantasies Phone sex

There’s nothing hotter than watching my young little bald snatch getting wrecked by daddy, brother or better yet my uncle. Craving to share my sick incestual stories of how they stretched me out at such a young age. Daddy overlooking while brother had me mounted. Bending me over and holding me down so I couldn’t escape. My little moans were unheard while daddy gagged my mouth. I learned how full  my little tootsie was with cum as it leaked out of me like a broken pipe.

Daddy had such a grip on me and my other whore sister. Making us lick each other’s little wet pussy and telling him how good she tastes. He was dirty old man but that’s how we learned to be such submissive deviant slaves for all you deadbeat daddies. It doesn’t take much to turn me on and fill me up buttercup and I’m thankful that I was gaped and widened at such a young age. It literally opened me wide open for every and opportunity to double or triple fuck. Tasting my sister’s clam made me also realize that I love fucking both men and women at times. Passing that pussy to my little ones is important. Bi bitty tootsies make more money.

Again, I’m so thankful that daddy wrang and broke my bell when he did. I now make a successful living using my cutie cunt. All the fucking, sucking, slurping we did now pays and keeps our family afloat. I still fuck my bad boy brother’s juicy joystick when daddy can’t cum play with the little sissy’s and I. Our sexual secretions runs deep. I’d love for you to cum play in this dark fantasy daddy roleplay and cum teach my own family, like my daddy did, a thing or two.

Honey

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Dark Fantasies Here At The Pussy Palace

Dark fantasies Dark fantasies come true here at Penny’s Palace my mini sluts live to fulfil your deepest darkest fantasies, I have every kind of girl you can think of, and they are all waiting to make your fantasy a reality. 

My kinky young sluts do any and everything you can imagine to please your sick and twisted mind, when you leave the palace your wallet and balls will be drained. 

These kinky little sluts can’t wait to milk your perverted dick, pulling out all of the stops. 

Members have special privileges and dark rooms to live out your most sick twisted desires; you can beat them until they are black and blue for the right price. Strangle my little fucking whores when you fill them with your cock, slap her in the face as you stroke her tight pussy. 

Anything goes with my mini sluts, fuck those tight assholes with a big thick belt around her neck, strangle her while your balls smack her bubble butt, stick your fat dick in her tight shitter, remember anything goes at Penny’s Pussy Palace. 

Penny

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Dark Fantasies Inhibit A Dark Mind The Best

Men confess to me things I Weave Dark Fantasies from. These men dare to confess their hidden cravings that carve a pathway of blood.
When they come to me they kneel, cocks throbbing, leaking pre-cum onto the floor as they beg. Like the demonic Sadistic phone sex goddess I seize their shame and make it bleed.
First we have the executive who yearns to be broken in public view. With his desires I strip him in his boardroom. Then I collar him with his own silk tie. Finally I gag him with his daughters stolen panties.
His former subordinates circle in silence while I buckle on a thick black strap-on and ram it down his throat. As he gags violently, tears streaming, spit bubbling from stretched lips, I fuck his face raw.
Finally I lash his back with his belt—sharp cracks raising instant welts—each strike forcing his untouched cock to jerk and drip harder. Always begging, “Mistress, harder” around the gag while I whip him until his skin splits in fine red lines.

For the quiet librarian who craves desecration among the shelves, I pin him against towering books. Then I hike my skirt and grind my dripping cunt over his mouth. Ultimately forcing his tongue deep inside me while I whisper De Sade’s cruelest passages into his ear.

As I edge his straining cock with feather-light cruel touches for hours until veins bulge and he weeps. Only then do I let him come—violent spurts across ancient leather spines. Then smearing the mess across his face, I mark him as mine. This all while his body convulses in humiliated release.

Dark Fantasies are Always Lurking In The Depths

Finally for the artist obsessed with eternal ownership: I bind him spread-eagled on canvas.
Then with my scalpel I carve my sigil into his inner thighs. Always slow, deliberate slices that part skin in shallow red ribbons.

Dark Fantasies

As the blood beads like jewels; his cock jerks with every cut, leaking lots. Next I mount and I ride him through the agony. With my cunt clenching tight around his shaft as fresh wounds weep onto white fabric below.
Now the blade digs deeper, where as each incision drawing sharp gasps that melt into moans.
With power I fuck him mercilessly, hips slamming down, forcing screams that blend pain and ecstasy.
When he erupts, thick ropes paint my thighs, mingling with his blood as I grind the final cut into place. Ultimately sealing my name in silver scars forever.
These men believe they offer me their darkness. However they are wrong. In fact I take it. Then I twist it. And finally I make it scream louder, bleed brighter, hurt sweeter.
In the end shuddering, spent, forever marked these men fed me their souls.

Depraved Gothic Morticia

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We All Have Dark Fantasies Lurking in Us

dark fantasiesEveryone has dark fantasies. Some people think about doing bad things to others either out of anger or revenge. And some of us have those darker desires just because we’re rather sick individuals. Plus, there are people like me. I consider myself a combination. Not only do I enjoy acting out of anger or revenge, but I like helping others do the same thing.

Think about it. Would you kill if you knew you could get away with it. Is there somebody in your life or your past who you know should die. Personally, I encounter people who deserve to die every single fucking day. And I should get some sort of reward for showing restraint like I do.

Recently in the past several years, I decided to make myself more marketable and started offering accomplice services. I take the risk for people so they can enjoy the fun. And so, they can get away with murder. Last night, I talked to Joe. He wanted to make his taboo role play reality. His ex-girlfriend has been blackmailing him for about six months. And it’s bankrupting him. So, he only had two options. Go to prison or go broke. And a woman like me offers him a third alternative. Kill the bitch and problem solved.

Dark Desires are Normal

So, this morning, we killed the bitch. Kidnapped her on her way to work and took her into the woods. He did not have any desire to fuck her. Even though I didn’t encourage him to fuck her dead body or fuck her while she bled out in the snow, he didn’t want to touch her that way ever again. I suspected too much water under the bridge. But I encouraged him to take all his rage out on her. And he must’ve stabbed her 100 times before he stopped. And I suspect he only stopped because he sliced his fingers open, which is a risk when you stab somebody that many times.

He worried about his DNA on the scene, but we’re in the middle of the woods during winter. Nobody will be hiking anytime soon. Plus, we were well off the beaten path. And animals would eat her before the weather even had a chance to get nicer. Plus, even if her body did get left there as the snow melted so would the DNA evidence as it would absorb into the soil.

His ex did not show up to work today, but my accomplice went to work with the weight of the world off his shoulders. And I started my shift as a taboo phone accomplice a little bit Richer. Times are tough. We all need a side gig right.

 

Phone Whore Cassandra

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Dark Fantasies Become Realities with Me

dark fantasiesEverything I write about is not simply my dark fantasies. Some things happen. But that’s because I’m a sick bitch. And I love to torture and occasionally kill, but I kill with a purpose. I do my best to rid the world of cunts, gold diggers, assholes, and predators. And I’ve developed a good relationship in my community with some of the wealthier folks. When they need somebody to disappear, they sometimes hire me.

Julie had a husband problem. She married a man for his money. And she looked happy being a kept woman until he started putting a tracker on her and beating her up. She doesn’t even own a checking account in her name. Nothing. He isolated her for years, which is predator behavior.

Although she did not have the money to pay me immediately, I could see the desperateness in her eyes.  I do my due diligence. I’m good at research. And her husband does appear to be a scumbag. Sexual assault charges that disappeared because of his money. Unethical business practices. Shady deals.

So, I believed her. He could add wife beater to his list of crimes. And I told her she could pay me when the dust settles. But I never do that. Honestly, I would’ve killed this asshole for free if I ran across his path. He deserved to die.

She gave me everything I needed to know, and I did the deed while she spent the day with her family for Christmas. She convinced him to let her see her mom. I just wanted her to have an airtight alibi when he died. And since I love CBT phone sex, I tortured his junk before I killed him.

Ring in the New Year with Murder

Sliced his dick up. Cut off his balls. Created a lot of pain for him before I finally just slit his throat. With his long record of covering up sexual assaults, I think the police would chalk it up to revenge. And they might suspect murder for hire, but we left no traces. No paper trail. No communication. Nothing to tie us or link us together.

I take care of all that kind of stuff when you hire me for murder. And you don’t even need to hire me for a noble cause. I do prefer to kill people who deserve it. But I do kill for money too. I mean girls got to eat right. Nobody’s really going to miss this asshole. My client will live happily with his money. She’ll be able to raise her daughter and son in a nonviolent household. Honestly, if she never pays me, that’s fine too. Although I’m not exactly what you would consider charitable, I do recognize when somebody needs to die. And her ex needed to die.

So, do you need to die too or know someone who deserves to die? Never to late to kill a bitch or an asshole.Or at least we can explore a snuff roleplay.

Sadistic Bitch Venus

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