
I have always had dark fantasies, but I think being stuck at home has made those fantasies turn even darker. Honestly, I am a sick bitch. I am a submissive and a pain slut, but lately my fantasies leave me dead. Dead after agonizing torture. Do you think you could handle dismembering a blonde bimbo? The way I see it, men have a lot more aggression now. I see angry white men posts on social media daily. Men who are worried about finances and losing their superiority need to take out their anger, fear and frustration on someone. Why not me? I will not fight you, not much at least. I have a threshold of pain I can handle, then after that, I will fight you, but know in my heart and in my mind, I know I deserve to die. I hope you have a good snuff fantasy planned for us, because I know I need to go out in a violent way. Extreme torture like dismemberment and disembowelment. I need a partner who will not hesitate or think twice about massacring my body. I look like a goddess, but I am a whore. I am nothing more than a submissive whore who deserves to die.

You’ve gotten bored with normal and vanilla sex calls, haven’t you? They just don’t do enough to indulge your dark fantasies. I hate that for you because I think you should always get to talk about the twisted, nasty things you are craving. There’s no reason to hold back your thoughts when you’re talking to me. I want to hear all the things you’ve always felt ashamed to say out loud to another woman. I personally think you should never feel ashamed by the things that make you horny. If it feels good, do it – that’s always been my motto!
I’m really curious about what it is that turns you on? What makes your cock hard the instant you start thinking about it? I hope it’s something really wicked that I don’t get to talk about very often. Those are the kind of things that truly make my pussy wet. I guess maybe I’m just like you and get turned on by darkness and depravity. Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone to share all those things with? I’ll be here, ready and very willing, whenever you’re ready to call me. Just make sure you bring your A-game of kink!

I am catnip for men like you. I wonder why? Well, it probably has everything to do with the morbid things that make my subby cunt drip with need. I can only dream to be used as hard as I deserve. My newest torture provider is making sure that I get exactly what I deserve to. His cock swells to the max when he gets to pierce me, drain me, drink from me and lay me open. He makes sure that I know that I am the perfect toy for his dark fantasies. I take pain like my body was made for suffering.
I’ll tell you anything that you want to know about what he does to me. He told me that the next time we see one another we’re playing Russian Roulette. The last time he had me at his hand I had to wear a scarf to hide the mottled purple and yellow bruises that he painted me with using his belt. His hands felt even better though when he dropped the belt and just grabbed on. If I win the game I will blog again. If not, well you will know just what became of me, right?
