id still keep your rotting corpse months after you die, btw. id still kiss your neck and talk to you, even if you cant respond. id pick the maggots out too, dont want anything other than me touching you. id take care of you.

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id still keep your rotting corpse months after you die, btw. id still kiss your neck and talk to you, even if you cant respond. id pick the maggots out too, dont want anything other than me touching you. id take care of you.
Big brother who gets hard during murder scenes. Who likes fucking his brother after heâs given his sleep medication because he can pretend heâs a corpse. Who wraps his hands around his little brothers throat and squeezes until he passes out so he can fuck his pretty little limp body and imagine he has to dump the body after.
i'd look my best as a beaten and bruised corpse
One of the best things about knowing you are the snuffbait is also knowing that if you were ever put into a situation like that, you might really be scared. You might feel that fear so deep within you when he finally finds you⊠God, how dumb could you be. You were being a tease⊠It was you who told him that it would feel good to have your intestines ripped out while he fucks his cock into you, your blood spraying and spurting with every thrust. You were the one who said all of those things, you wanted that, didnât you?
And through all that fear, through your tears and pathetic attempts at mercy, you realize itâs your fault. You wanted allllll of it. And now you canât handle it? You canât handle death? Didnât you want his hands to squeeze tighter and tighter around your neck, crushing your windpipe with such an intense pain that youâre clawing at his wrists, each scratch getting weaker and weaker as the air refuses to enter your lungs?
Stupid little snuffbait you had been. And now you were scared but⊠knowing you deserved it, knowing that in a way, your fear was punishment for begging to die? Well. Now youâre just snuff material. Youâre just a good stab in the stomach away from becoming the dead girl you always dreamed of. And that alone makes your entire cunt ache with need.
If I kill myself do you promise to at least fuck me after
holding your face down into the sheets while i fuck you except i accidentally just smothered you. your lack of sound is odd and youâve gone a bit limp,, but i donât really mind.
woundfucking is one of my favorites but in my opinion, cutting off limbs, chunks of flesh, etc, and using those as a fleshlight is even better. i want to fuck a chunk of a pretty mutts meat. please and thank you
Please don't publicly execute me
Slitting a boys wrist every time he irritates me.
"Don't move or you won't be able"
My knife grazes his chest slowly trailing to his hips. To his thighs. Finally to his throbbing cock. I can feel the fear dragging off you him. He knows I won't hesitate. I tap the tip knife against his head. Rubbing it just hard enough not to break skin. His hips instinctual move. He freezes. Eyes expanding.
"You really don't know how to listen, huh? Well then."
I grab his wrist and jerk a line across it. Covering him mouth. As I watch blood start to slip down his arm. I let go of his mouth just to hear him whimper and cry. My fingers slide against the new opening.
"Quiet. It isn't enough to kill you. But if you keep disobeying it will."
Pressing the knife into his cunt I just look up at him. So scared to move. Doing so well. Where's the fun in that? I set the knife down. He just barely relaxes before I plunge my fingers into him. He jerk into my finger. I yank them out smiling.
"It's gonna be a long night"
Technically sh??
Little brother whoâs concerned about the cuts on his big brothers body and big brother who does it to jerk off
Sure killing your snuff puppies is hot at all, but wouldnât it be more fun to force it to live?
At first it thinks youâre just edging it or taking your time, but the more time that goes on the more it realizes you were never planning on letting it die in the first place. It gets more and more desperate to snuff itself out, breaking your bathroom mirror and eating the glass, pushing itself hard against your blade during knifeplay.. gradually getting more and more ruined as it desperately tries to fulfill its purpose.
Being killed is what it was made for. Itâs the only thing it will ever be good for, it needs to die. But you keep saving it over and over until itâs so desperate it would do anything you asked, just on the off chance youâll finally reward it. And when that doesnât work it becomes a desperate sort of feral, kicking and clawing and just so good at screaming when you tie it up and use it.
It may need to die, but you need it to live. And youâre the one in control.
Once youâve broken me in and you can see and hear how much I enjoy being raped now, and youâve even conditioned me to cum to acts I used to hate, you gotta keep coming up with new, more extreme ways to violate me. Invite strangers to rape me and try their niche kinks out on me. Find the things that still make fear and humiliation flash in my otherwise empty eyes. Reel it back just a little sometimes, just to give me a false sense of security. Then shatter it in unpredictable ways, making it impossible for me to ever submit âcorrectlyâ and avoid punishment forever. Iâm hotter (and tighter) when Iâm terrified and suffering. I mustnât be allowed to forget that this is my most valuable quality.
i want a throatfucking where itâs clear the more you violate and degrade me the more it gets you off. it doesnât matter if i need to breathe if iâm gagging and choking if drool is starting to pool and drip down the side of my face. your pleasure is all that matters and besides, you like how fucked up and whorish i look. tell me to take it like a fucking slut, i wanted this so bad, so i better take everything youâre giving me. push me further than i think i can take. drag my head down by my hair and thrust into me without a care for my wellbeing, like my bodyâs just a toy for your pleasure.
Reblog to let me people know you're open to recieving r4pe threats/fantasies.
(Please send me some as well!)
This is how my friends speak ofw me......z' ......
my dream is a completely soundproof room. for reasons
craving a really good cutting and make out session
idk being raped on stream sounds fun.
forced into a locked room, injected with drugs, trapped with no escape, with cameras installed in every corner, recording and streaming my every scream to all those horrible darkweb sites... it would be the perfect way for me to get raped đ i'd love for perverts to watch me struggle to take cock down my throat and into my holes, crying the whole time and begging for these awful men to stop touching me. maybe set up tips so anyone can pay to force me to follow their commands too. someday i can have a 24hour gangrape stream marathon and get my brains fucked out for real đ”âđ«
Perhaps you've told me your fantasy is to be recorded while we fuck. So one time you're really in the mood, I manipulate you into thinking that's what we're going to do.
No, no baby, this is just for us later as I restrain you face down and ass up. Once you're fully tied down with no way to go I log on to the computer in the corner and then as I start to speak it becomes clear.
People paid a premium to watch me use and abuse you, if they pay more they can choose from a list I've included in the chat on a varying list of things I'll do to you.
If they pay quite a bit more, I'll bring in my friends