Soul Food is what Dark Fantasies are for me. I thrive on the nourishment of debauchery and blood shed. I love the idea of having a young vital things adrenaline drained and injected in me. I will thrive off this fix like an addicts love affair with heroine. The life force is fuel for me and makes me feel vibrantly aroused and in need of pure torturous fucking. I want to beat the shit out of you as I ride that big hard cock. It’s my love and hate I have for my pervert freaks. It’s the fix I always needed. I find the creepiest guy and get him back to his place. I fuck the hell out of him. Then like a succubus I will suck his soul from his flesh suit and devour it. I have fucked a creepy as fuck Satanist outside a Church that would be having a congregation gathering in a few hours. I fucked him right there and had him spray his load all over the church doors handle. I was never so elated and satisfied. Granted the large dose of shrooms made it way more intense. Hail Father Satan!












I’ve been cumming to some dark fantasies lately. I don’t mean gently dark, I mean I need a full blown taboo role play if I want to fulfill my desire. That, or I can turn my dreams into a reality. I think heavily about the euphoria of watching the light go out of someone’s eyes, and that being by my hand. That’s right, I want to snuff out a life, but who knows if I can stop at one? What if I become addicted to being a killer?



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