Category Archive: Taboo roleplay

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 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 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

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Dark Fantasies of Revenge Help Me Continue to Be a Good Submissive Whore

dark fantasiesAs a submissive whore, I do possess a lot of dark fantasies. But I will be honest. Sometimes my fantasies involve cock and ball torture on men who violated me like my father. As a young girl, my mother left us. Maybe she didn’t think that he would abuse me too, or she didn’t care. Either way, she left me with a man with violent tendencies. And he took them out on me instead when she left.

Mostly my dad just forced himself on me. Then as a teen girl, he let his friends use me. And they did use me. Even though back then, I thought when I ran away from home, I would find a different life for myself. One not filled with violence. One where I did not need to be a submissive slave.

Clearly that never happened. I married a man more violent than my father. But when I met my master, he took me away from all that. Now make no doubt. I am his slave. But he does not physically beat me nor leave me tied up for days to a bed with no food or water.

With my current master, I do not mind being submissive. But I still have CBT phone sex fantasies for my father and my ex-husband, despite not seeing them in decades. My biggest fantasy involves castrating them and trampling their dicks. Ruining their junk so they cannot abuse another woman. Although I do not know where they live or if they still breathe anymore. I guess it doesn’t matter because I can still enjoy the fantasies.

Even Submissive Whores Think About Revenge

I started talking about these fantasies in an online chat room which I thought would be filled with women like me. But a submissive guy snuck into the room looking for somebody to torture his cock and balls. And he lived in LA, which is about an hour from me. So, he came over last night. I made sure I had pepper spray and hidden knives everywhere in case I needed to get myself untied. But this guy turned out to be a real submissive like me.

Although I never kicked a man in the balls or trampled on his cock, it felt like I did it 1 million times because of my fantasies. This man likes to jerk thinking of little girls. And he feared without some cock and ball torture, he might really act on his feelings and end up in the slammer. While I mutilated his junk, I never hesitated. I am a slave. And I will always be a slave. But last night for a moment I got to use a surrogate for my revenge fantasies.

And I don’t feel bad about it today. This man asked a taboo phone whore to castrate him and torture his cock. And as a slave, I acted on my revenge fantasies for the exact same thing. So, fate brought us together. Perhaps I never will get revenge on my actual father or ex-husband but at least I explored some of my pent-up rage with a surrogate.

Submissive Slut Bernice

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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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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 Phone Sex Gets Snuff Whores Like Rena Wet

Dark Fantasies Phone Sex is what this snuff whore (my nickname(You reached into a drawer beside the bed where several sharp objects lay hidden away – including knives! With one swift motion designed specifically for snuff films such as these -a stiletto blade glinting ominously under dim light–he plunged it deep into Rena’s chest cavity until warm blood poured forth painting both their bodies red like some macabre artwork come alive right before our eyes… And still she didn’t break character; instead whispering “Thank you, Master,” as her life slipped away. The camera kept rolling until the very end, capturing every twitch and shudder of her body as she succumbed to death.

As the last breath left Rena’s lips, You pulled out the knife and let it fall to the floor with a clatter. He then untied her limp form and began to clean up the mess they had made together. Once everything was spotless again, he sat down at his computer and uploaded their snuff film onto various dark web platforms for others like him to enjoy.

The video quickly gained popularity among those who shared his twisted desires. They praised You for his creativity and skill in creating such an authentic piece of art. And though Rendark fantasies phone sexa was gone, her memory lived on through the countless views and downloads of their final performance together.

Rena

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My Dark fantasies are to suffer at your hands

Dark fantasies In the depths of my Dark fantasies, a new craving has blossomed for me. Lately, I have a yearning to be dominated and punished. Usually, I am the one who doles out the punishment.

I find a little slut for your cock to beat, and I hold her down until she is destroyed. But this time I want destruction.

Allow me to surrender utterly, to submit and serve your cock, bound and helpless.

 

I love being the dominant accomplice, inflicting agony on little “innocent” cunts for our pleasure. It’s not that I have gotten bored with our dynamic; I need some discipline.

Tie me up, make me hang from your ceiling. It’s only right for me to be completely helpless, dangling there for your pleasure. All cunts serve you, and so does mine.

I will always be your loyal accomplice, but I am also a cunt slave just like any of them. So don’t hold back on the Hardcore bondage. Whip me until my back and ass bleed.

I want all sorts of objects inserted into my offices. Make it hurt, I want to feel the icy breath of death while you have your fun with me.

Please, Daddy, put your belt around my neck and hold it tight as your cock slams into my ass. I want total degradation! There are no limits on how brutal you want to be. I know all the fetishes you have, and I promise to have my mouth wide open to catch your piss.

You want a toilet whore, I will be that for you. You can lower me face-first to your ass, and I will lick it clean like all of the others who begged for your mercy. However, I don’t want that, no matter what I scream. I want to suffer every moment.

 

 

Roxy

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A Hot Taboo Role Play Can Get Violent Sometimes

taboo role playI enjoy a good taboo role play. Lord knows I’ve done some questionable things for cocaine. And I probably will continue to do questionable things for cocaine because I’m a whore. But not just for strangers but for my family too.

My stepson likes to abuse me on a live stream. According to him, I am his cash cow. Although I know, he loves me in his own twisted way, his love might kill me one day. This weekend when he visited, he brought his camera equipment for a live stream. He always goes harder on me when we have an audience.

I find it hard to describe our taboo phone relationship. On one hand, he loves me because he has not killed me yet, and he brings me some of the best cocaine. But on the other hand, he beats me, pisses down my throat and tries to suffocate me with a plastic bag over my head too.

The session seemed just as brutal as the rest, even though he restrained himself and did not toss me against a brick wall for once. He considers my prolapsed asshole his cock sleeve. And he loves to abuse it. But because of everything I’ve done for cocaine in my life, I no longer have tight holes for him. So, he likes to fuck my pee hole, my urethra. To him, that feels like my tightest hole.

Mommy Gets Her Tightest Hole Fucked When She Needs Cocaine

So, with a plastic bag over my head suffocating me, he pounded my fucking urethra while in a beach ball position. I felt uncomfortable on so many levels. But I knew if I could stick it out, he would reward me with a nice bag of cocaine to soothe my battered body. You see, he likes to live stream our little sessions for money. Whenever he finds himself in need of money, he forces me to be his performing monkey. And he abuses me on live camera for profit.

But I’ve done worse in my life for cocaine. I’m talking about worse things than the most extreme snuff fantasy you can imagine. And I’ll keep doing that because I need my cocaine. Plus, my stepson needs me. Sure, our relationship seems dysfunctional at best. But I get cocaine and he gets cash so it satisfies both our needs.

Taboo Mommy Blair

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Dark fantasies of gutting a bitch got out of hand

Dark fantasies His Dark fantasies consume me. I must follow all of Master Daddy’s orders if I want to live for another day.

I drag the shrieking, pitiful creature by her tangled hair towards the cold operating table.

Master Daddy’s command echoed in my mind, a snakelike hiss that compelled me to obey.

Her pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears. She felt the taser pushing her in the right direction. Right on top of the operating table.

Her pleas for her life were pathetic.

I strapped her down, and she spat in my face as if that is going to do anything but piss me off. I hate that so much, and that is when I made up my mind to make her suffer as much as possible. In that instant, I transformed from a reluctant slave into a merciless executioner. This sad piece of meat, soon to be nothing more than a violated corpse.

He demanded it be a bloodbath, something new and twisted to excite his sadistic cravings. I always comply, and not just that, but go above and beyond to impress him. That is why plunging my fist into her vulnerable hole and ripping out her entrails was my first move.

The screams that tore from her throat were animalistic. I’ve never heard such noise before, but those sounds got his cock so hard. I live for his validation, and hearing his grunts of approval is better than anything in the world.

Usually, I don’t enjoy hurting anyone, but in that moment, an unholy sense of satisfaction washed over me. This bitch had been a thorn in my side, and now she would pay the ultimate price. She is not going to die right away. No, she is going to watch me such on her intestines like I’m taking cock and feel me cut out her kidney so she can eat it.

I thought how funny it is when they still try to resist, after all that has been done to them, you think they would comply. Not this one. I tried to feed her some kidney, and she refused. So I became a mommy bird. I chewed up her kidney and spit it down her throat. He busted a huge nut at that. He even told me I am a very good girl!

I didn’t stop at that. I got all of her innards out of her body until she was one hundred percent hollow. It’s so messy to gut someone, but I look so good covered in blood!

Her eyes, once blazing with defiance, are now dim; she knows there is no escape from her impending doom. I am not sure precisely what is responsible for the fatal blow. I mean, the Snuff fantasy got out of control, and that pathetic bitch’s organs are gone. I hollowed her out, but I hope she felt the thick, black cock of Master Daddy’s friend, thrusting deep into her ravaged body.

Marley

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