#dark kinks

[dolldefiler]

[Saw a cool idea from @sluttibunnii so I had to deviously nab that for myself to claim hegemony over tumblr’s kink space. Ah shit, I’ve leaked my secret plan. Bollocks.]

C/W: Rape

I wonder why you’d ever feel safe wandering down that lonely, desolate road in the middle of the night. I would hear you first, the soft, slow clicking of heels on cobbled streets. Then I would see you. In the silence, you would hear it. You would feel it.

The soft rustle of my clothes. The cold metal pressed against the side of your head.

Your heart would leap. “Shhh,” you’d hear, before I beckon you deeper into my little dark alleyway. You silly, silly, little girl. Didn’t your mother ever tell you? If a man with a gun shoots you, he wants you dead. If he uses it to lure you somewhere else… 

He wants to break your nasty, slutty set of rapeholes.

I’d lure your naive, terrified ass deeper into the darkness. In the shadows, I’d push you against the wall and quickly tear off your leggings. I’d press the cold barrel against your temple and spit furious orders into your ears. Start smiling. Stop crying. Moan for me. Twerk your fat fucking ass on your rapist’s cock. Do it or I’d blow your fucking brains out right here.

I’d brutally rail your holes against the wet, drippy sewage pipes of some old building. I’d pull out your tits, and roughly molest them, squeezing them just to hear your groan in pain through that hollow smile of yours. Fuck, looking into your teary, traumatised eyes while you pathetically attempt a smile would make my dick pulse so fucking hard. Look at me, you dumb cunt. Smile at me. Your rapist. Your world.

I’d push the barrel of my gun into your mouth and command you to make me cum. Squeeze your cunt on my cock or I’d break in your ass. Jiggle that fat ass against me or I’d litter it with bruises. Lick the barrel of my gun as if it were a cock or I’d skullfuck you once I was done with your asshole. All while I’d spit globs of gross, smelly saliva into your face.

My balls would fucking churn and you’d feel it, desperately trying to jerk my cock off with your holes to save your life. You’d become an obscene, depraved whore to save your life. Just to feel my cum deep inside your fertile, fuckdoll body.

You’d collapse on the floor, drained of your energy, having escaped with your life. My sticky cum would leak out of your broken cunt. Pathetic little bitch. I’d point the gun straight at your face. Frozen in fear, you’d watch as I pull the trigger.

Click.

The gun was empty.

[table-cup-foreign]

https://jennifer-687.tengp.icu/qx/IMGNweA

[rspistgf]

[chokeonitslutt]

[dolldefiler]

[Dark stuff ahead!!]

C/W: Rape, anal, blood, punches, knives (well, more like a single knife)

I really need to beat the shit out of a friend before teaching her her place.

She’d sit there in horror, watching me drunkenly jack off my thick, throbbing cock, eyeing up her tits. I’d reach over, landing a sharp punch across her face, feeling my cock fucking twitch as she yelps and groans in pain. She’d be terrified. This is what she deserved. For every time she’d complain about another guy or give me shit, I’d beat the fuck out of her, until her blood covers my fists.

I’d reach for her asshole, plunging bloody fingers deep into her unprepared, unwilling depths, feeling her hole clamp around me. My fingers would saw in and out of her perfect ass. My dick would fucking throb listening to her scream while her ass jiggles around my knuckles. God, I’d even reach for a knife, threatening to cut her up if she kept screaming. I’d hope she screams more. Louder. Just so I can draw a line of blood across her body.

And the worst part is—I’d tell her as I pound her tiny, abused asshole with my rapist cock—the worst part is that I would never have done this when we first met. I was feminist, kind, and gentle. I’d never dream of hurting her, of pressuring her, of raping her. She did this to me. Her incessant, self-centred, one-sided conversations turned me into this. Every time she bent over, every time she talked shit to me, I slowly realised what a pathetic little bitch in need of rape she is.

I'd feel her writhe under me, her hips bucking in a feeble attempt to stop me. I’d slam her face into the ground and threaten to stab her if she continued. The silence would be filled with my grunts and the sounds of a woman turning into an injured, traumatised animal. I used to have a crush on her. Now I just want her to hurt. I’d make her hurt.

I’d leave her asshole and bury my shaft into her wretched cunt. Her fuckbox. Anything except a pussy or a vagina. Women have those, not sub-human, traumatised fleshlights. I’d carve away her fucking flaws, the annoying personality, the sassy mouth and turn her into the perfect little porn fuckdoll for me, even if it leaves her broken. Especially if it leaves her broken. In and out, I’d slam inside her, feeling her cunt clench down on me, trying to stop me. She’d feel so fucking good around my hard, veiny cock while I threaten to pump her full of cum.

I wonder what her eyes would look like. Her cute, innocent little friend turned into a violent rapist in the blink of an eye. Would she be shocked? Angry? Or would she simply be empty? I’d laugh at her either way, feeling her twitch slightly beneath me. I’d use the knife to draw out a response, any response, before flooding her womb. Thick, creamy cum from the man she used to trust and dote on most.

Maybe she’d start drinking more to ease the pain. Maybe I’d take advantage of her drunken holes every fucking time.

[bb4ng3l]

Why don’t you come over here and make me? (Violently)

[rspistgf]

sweet puppie. 🦴

[morgue-nymph]

forced intoxication is so…. gosh. stuffing a substance between my lips and pinching my nose closed so i cant do anything but suck in the drugs til my head spins #___# #___#

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Jesus, these things are going to fill my lap in another couple months. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy my college signed me up for this clinical trial, but I am starting to get a bit concerned with how massive and heavy my boobs are going to get. Like.... only a few months ago I was a C-Cup. They're already humongous..... The people at the trial make me strip in front of a bunch of pharmaceutical execs. They weigh my breasts, poke and prod them, squeeze them, crush them in vices, and sometimes they even inject huge syringes of saline right into them, one after another, making them even more swollen and huge, telling me these saline treatment are 'just part of the trial'. I think they just like filling my boobs with a gallon of saline each to see me struggle to keep my back straight.

I ask them how long the trial will go on, how many more months I need to take the breast growth pills. Like, they clearly work..... But they just tell me as long as possible to test the limits of the medicine. I try to get them to tell me how big my boobs will get and they avoid the question, telling me not to worry and enjoy them. I tell them my back hurts really bad now and they laugh. I say, 'It won't be so funny if my spine snaps and I wind up paralyzed!' The scientists and execs just shrug and tell me when my spine snaps they'll ensure I have every possible accommodation to complete my diploma. They never say 'if', they say 'when'.....

I try to tell them I don't want to wind up paralyzed, but they say it's not really a big deal and I'll be able to live a perfectly fulfilling life, that their research is what's important. I got frustrated one time and blurted out that I won't be able to feel my pussy or when guys fuck me. They told me it's a good thing, men can be as rough as they want and I won't even feel it. I guess they have a point, that's kind of nice. I said I'll miss cumming, and they told me my pussy will still cum. I might not feel it, but it'll react physically on its own and squirt if men fuck me hard enough and rub/smack my clit enough. I guess that's OK...... as long as men can still make me squirt. It'll suck not feeling it but it'll be kinda fun to watch men have their way with me.

I guess I'm really dedicated to this clinical trial after all. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't having fun growing such a giant pair of boobs. Soon they'll fill my lap and probably get way bigger. They'll weigh well over 100lbs each.... I'll need help to do just about anything regardless of whether or not my poor spine gives out. But I do agree..... I think it'd be more fun if it did, plus the people running the trial seem excited for it to happen. So, I don't wanna disappoint them. Hopefully my boobs get so humongous they totally surround me..... I wonder how much saline the team running the trial will pump into them for fun after that? A whole bathtub's worth? My boobs will be so fucking swollen and impossible to budge. All I'll be will be a poor, stationary girl who'll really only exist to serve cock; what else are such monstrous breasts useful for? And the rest of me will be a playground for men to use however they see fit. At least I don't need to be able to move to do therapy sessions online once I graduate and become a psychiatrist. Maybe I'll hold in person sessions anyway and judge my patients' mental state on how harshly they treat my gigantic breasts? With any luck it'll be a revolutionary new approach other girls decide to imitate. Wouldn't that be nice? ❤️"