
I must admit, I have constant dark fantasies about kinky rape fantasies against my submissive little body. My parents always told me that I am to never say no to anyone who wants their cock inserted inside of me. It feels so good to be used up like a filthy sex toy while having my holes filled up with creamy sticky baby batter cum. I am so tight and so delicious. I taste just like a sweet cupcake. I think It’s so amazing to be held down against my will while my legs are forced to be spread apart as far as they can spread so that I can fit as many cocks into my body as humanly possible. I can’t believe how many horny fuckin perverts are dying to have their way with me. I really am a nasty fuck slut that loves to have taboo role play with super dirty motherfuckers. I love being known as nothing more than a sexy body that’s good for getting fucked hard and deep like the skanky hoe that I am.

I was once called a crazy fucked up bitch because of my`Dark fantasies. I laughed in their face without a second thought. Was it suppose to be in an insult towards me? Was I suppose to cry and repent and just lay on my back taking dick missionary style for the rest of my life? No way! Fucking would be boring and not even worth doing. I like being a freaky wicked bitch when I am in the mist of fucking. Sex is the greatest part of life. Wouldn’t you agree? I want to explore take my limits to the extreme and push and surpass them in any way I can. The more I push my pain the more my pleasure increases. I like strong dominant men who use me like a piece of fuck meat. When I am whining because I am uncomfortable or in any pain. I like a strong man to put me down in my place and shut me the fuck up by any means necessary! Bitch slap me, punch me, or kick me and tell me to shut the fuck up, worthless bitch. Make me beg for you to inflict even more pain on my dumb ass stupid cunt. Take me like they did in caveman times. Hit me over the head with your club and drag me back to your hut. I don’t want or deserve your respect. Got a knife? Whip it out and use it on my flesh. Cut into me and let the blood drip down my body. I will be squirting with each incision you make with the cold steel blade. Choke me into I pass out. Wake me up fucking me in my dry ass. Please, I beg you spit on me, degrade me, and fuck the shit out of all three of my worthless whore holes.

You come over and pick me up so that we can have a night on the town fulfilling our dark fantasies. You ask me where I want to go and I tell you I want to go to #’s Night Club where the little goth girls that pretend to be evil play. I want to pick one of them up and show her what evil really is.
We get there and I find a cute little girl with dark hair wearing pig tails. I point her our to you and can tell that she excites you. We go over to talk to her and I slip a mickey in her drink. In no time at all she is woozy and willing to let us take her home.
We don’t take her home. Instead we head to our favorite cheap hooker infested hotel. We haven’t been there very long when the mickey starts to wear off. She looks so confused and helpless which only makes my pussy wetter. I tell her that tonight she gets to dance with the devil’s princess.
She starts crying that she wants to go home which makes your cock rock hard. I grab her by the pigtails and yank her head back. You tell her to open her mouth. She shakes her head no. So I reach around and pull her mouth open with my finger. I yank her hair even harder. She opens her mouth and you start pounding your cock into her face causing her to gag.
We tie her down on the bed. I lean over and bit on her nipples causing them to bleed. I start fucking her with a double ended dildo so that I am fucking myself as I am raping her. You slide your big hard cock into my tight ass so that I have double penetration. I put my hands around her neck and start chocking the life out of her.
I stop choking her just long enough to let her body gasp for air and her to feel alive again. I keep doing this while we are fucking until I am on the verge of a wicked orgasm. Feeling her life slip all the way out of her body sends me over the edge into extreme sexual pleasure.

Dark fantasies of snuffing out my young little girl are constantly on my mind. Seriously I cannot stop thinking about how badly I wanna watch her squirm and quiver after I yank her out of my kinky preggo cunt and force her to do all of the nasty shit that I wanna do with her. She really is a filthy little bitch and I wanna corrupt her immediately before I strip her of her very last breath. I wanna anal fuck her tight hole with my big black cock of a strap-on. She’s so fuckin tiny, my dick is even bigger than she is! Poor little baby girl’s fuck holes getting destroyed by Mommy’s huge monster boner. I love breaking that little bitch the fuck open while I penetrate her. Mommy fucks the best and she’s gonna take every fuckin inch of me! Her bloody murder screaming and crying only inspired me to snuff her out even worse than I originally planned to. I chopped off every single one of her limbs and shoved them into her tiny holes so that they were sticking out, hehe. I love having nasty taboo role play.

We all have twisted dark fantasies. Only, I, your evil Goddess blessed by “The Angel of Death” herself. You love the slutkins I bring you. You force those cunnies and asses wide open, then watch as I slice and dice every single limb from those little, little bodies. I bathe in the blood of innocence and give you my ass as a reward for cumming so many times in forbidden fruit. Who am I kidding blood and gore that results in death makes my cunt drip so fucking much. I even love to scare the shit out of sweet juicy brats when I give them a young furr playmate and slice that cuteness to bits. Then you have your way with those perfect young bodies. I love taboo role play in our dungeon.

My dark fantasies are disturbing. I think it is because I know I am a worthless whore who deserves to die. I wish I was dead every day. Last week, I came very close to dying. You would think that I would be embracing life from my near-death experience, but I am not. I am trying to recreate it. I was in the bathtub, listening to music and drinking wine. My son, who hates me came in and was angry at me. I wouldn’t give him money. He started yelling at me then grabbed my radio and through it in the tub with me. My life flashed before my eyes as I prepared to die. Then I remembered it was a battery radio, so I didn’t get electrocuted like in some bad thriller movie. My son was sad he didn’t kill me. Honestly, so was I. I have been bathing daily with a radio nearby that is plugged in and not on batteries, but he has not returned to kill me. I lack the guts to do it myself, but I bet you don’t do you. What is your taboo role play? Do you think you could kill me in a painful and gruesome way?
