venison

the death itself is hot, but it gets so much better when it's after months of torture to the point im just begging you to get to it already. i had known i wasn't getting out alive a few days into my abduction. that much was clear. i just didn't know how much you were planning to play with your food. did i want it to happen the first time you raped me? or the hope you'd let me drown after keeping my head underwater and not revive me? the day you felt craftsy about that bat with nails perhaps? months of forcibly living out your hardest fantasies, making me weak with your food-for-punishments system, praying you won't have a bad day outside because i'll be the one feeling every frustrated moment. so it isn't new seeing you come in with a deviant smile, a knife, and a white dress with matching panties. i had started losing hope for that day. like a lamb to the slaughter, ready for you. you slit my throat from behind and i rapidly start losing consciousness. i stop moving and you dip your fingers in some of my abundance of blood, prepping my cunt for you one last time

having someone with their wrists and ankles tied together behind their back, rubbing the handle of an axe on their clit and even as they’re still crying and begging me to stop they start unwillingly grinding against it after they realize it feels so good. then when i stop any movement they grind harder, whining and needing release. then i take it away and they snap back to reality as they look up at me, fully clothed standing above their naked and restrained body. letting the fear form a pit in their stomach as i unzip my pants and let them see me take my hard dick out before flipping them over and start fucking their now wet cunt from behind. they yell and scream and start crying again begging me to stop, but i tell them they wanted this and tell them how wet they got just grinding against an axe. if they start fighting too much i’ll push their face into the floor as i grab my knife and press it against their throat hard enough to make a minor cut, just so they know i mean it. not like them being dead would stop me anyway, or that they’re getting out of here alive

@murderatbingohall has me thinking about cutting myself and then having someone who is much better with a blade holding me down and cutting until you can see fat and muscle , just for them to fuck the wound they just made , covering their cock in my blood while i whine in pain .

One hand wrapped firmly around my exposed spine. Pulling my corpse back onto his dick over and over, like a fleshlight.

forced filming is so hot. making you play with yourself on camera, telling you to smile for the audience, to show off a little for them. despite how embarrassed and ashamed you are, you have to keep going until i tell you you're done. I wonder what I'd have to threaten you with to keep you going?

cute date idea: you chase me through the woods while i’m naked and when you catch me you rape all of my holes

Make her be on her hands and knees and use her back as a table to sit my liquor bottle on, and if she drops it ill fuck her in the ass with the bottle, even if it breaks