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[M4F] This strange urge to corrupt and destroy the innocent
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In this prompt I am sharing a rather dark kink that I have for as long as I can think. Please take your time to read all of it to make sure that you really vibe with the overall premise and not just aspects of it.

I really want to corrupt a girl beyond recognition, make her live out her darkest fantasies to eventually drown in them. I want to whore her out, make her adapt unhealthy habits like taking drugs, turn her into a strung out whore. In this fantasy I would meet her periodically to watch her demise and when she spreads her legs, looking flimsy and high, she’ll know that I know how many had this holes since we last met. In this fantasy, she is fucked up enough herself to get turned on at this though. So much about how I roll. Still interested? Go ahead.

Now for possible plots - feel free to come up with yours:

  • Abducted

The red light cast an eerie glow across the unfamiliar room as your eyes fluttered open. Your head throbbed and your thoughts were muddled. Where were you? How did you get here? The last thing you remembered was walking home from the club, taking that shortcut down the dark alley...

As your vision focused, you realized you were lying on a bed. The sheets felt silky against your bare skin. Bare skin? With a jolt of panic, you realized you were naked. Heart racing, you tried to sit up, but your limbs felt heavy and uncoordinated. A figure emerged from the shadows - a man, watching you with predatory eyes. "Good, you're awake," he purred. "Let's begin your training, shall we?" Your mouth opened to scream, but no sound came out. Whatever drug they'd given you had left you weak and help.

  • Party girl

It was another Saturday evening and again you were sitting on the balcony with Cindy and her boyfriend. She had become your go-to person when you had nothing else todo on your weekends. You were never a strong drinker but it was kind of part of the game with these two and it turned out that having a few shots of Vodka really helped to stop your constant stream of consciousness or the urge to stalk your ex online. You took the joint from Cindy. Also, something new for you still but it was also part of the game somewhat. You didn’t want to be the boring one or risk that they would drop you like your ex did. Tonight sucked anyways because they were about to go to a Rave and you told them that you don’t want to join. So soon you’d be on your way home. Cindy looked at you with her big blue eyes while you took a drag. No coughing this time. Was this a good sign? “Darling, you can still change your mind, you know. I’m sure it will be fun”, she cooed with a slight slur as she dragged on her cigarette. “Okay …”, you heard yourself say and if a dam hat broken this yes, would lead to another yes when she offered you some Molly on the way there and the freedom you felt on that night would be something you’ll seek on your way down the rabbit hole.

  • Hooker fantasy

You had never been one for role-playing, but there was something liberating about it. Perhaps it was the anonymity of the situation, the ability to shed your own skin and become someone else for a night. Or maybe it was the way he looked at you with such hunger, as if you were a street corner prostitute and he was your only customer.

He had asked you to dress the part, and he got you that attire you would usually never wear. As you waited at the corner of the street, you couldn't help but feel a little nervous. What if someone else picked you up instead? It was all part of the game, but a part of you couldn't help but wonder if he would actually go through with it.

You couldn’t know about the car crash he had on the way and as you were still waiting a flimsy looking girl was dragging on her cigarette a little down the street. She looked at you when she took out her phone with shaky fingers. “Tyron, yes, there’s some hoe on my street. What you gonna do about it?”, she whispered.

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My kinks are: Corruption, mental changes, realistic body changes, drugs, alcohol and addiction, general fall from grace, interracial/BBC, cheating, prostitution, insertions, gaping, …

Limits: Scat, gore, snuff and vore.

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