The very first time I was kidnapped tortured, brutally beaten and left at the beach was the day that changed me. I crave the rage that lies deep down inside you. He ravaged and took all his rape fantasies out on me and left me by the water. I was out cold, naked and alone, a feeling I desire more than ever.
I need you to do the same to me. Leave your normal life and let’s sneak away. Take me to a place where we’ll never get caught. You can tie me up, starve me, beat me, treat me like absolute garbage. The real you that exists, that you have to hide from your pitiful fat wife. You long for our private torture time and I get off on every single punch you give me.
Let me be your accomplice, let’s get spicy
The more wet tight pussy the better, let me help you kidnap another victim, except she lives with fear and I don’t. I want to tie her up and hold her arms, gag her mouth as you fuck the living shit out of her. My tiny coochie weeps, so moist listening to her whimper and cry out. I love this shit.
Tie her hand behind her back and force her face into your cock. Use her mouth to fill your evil sick junk while I shove a large 13 incher up her ass at the same time. She’s getting wrecked, stretched, bleeding cum filled puff balls all over my arm. Let me help honey by pushing her face even more making her gag and choke out.
My tiny tootsie is pulsating with the urge to fuck the shit out of you in her face after we’re ripped her apart from the inside out. As she sits sweating, jerking, naked and hysterically crying you bend me over for that final blow, right in her face, pulling out, busting a nut, covering her face.



















