[fawns-wraith]

Yeah sex is cool but have you imagined being tied down with your legs spread, your hands cuffed behind your back while a gag is in your throat?? screaming to be let out, that you don’t want this but all it sounds like are muffled cries as your masked captor laughs over your shaking body??

You expect to be fucked, right? that’s what most captors would do in this situation. Not yours, though. No. Your captor had a… different kind of fantasy he needed to fulfill. Your eyes glanced over to the left where a metal table sat. It had an array of objects on it. A couple of glass bottles of different sizes. There was a baseball bat too, Golf balls, baseballs, even a soft ball or two. Not to mention the thin metal ribbed wires sitting out as well.

“Let’s see how much we can stretch this tight cunt yeah?” You hear your captor speak in a dark voice, it slightly muffled by the mask he’s wearing. You let out a small whimper as you see a gloved hand reach for one of the many golf balls on the table. Confusion warps your brain for a moment as he picks up the ball, inspecting it. Then suddenly he lowered his hand, running the ball up your slit as you finally realize what the hell all those objects were for.

“…One.” The man grunts softly as you feel a cold round object get sucked up into your cunt. You thrashed against your binds. Sure one or two, even three golf balls wouldn’t be terrible. but who knew what this psycho was going to do to you, right?

“…two.” Your captor grins maliciously as you heard another wet schlick as another goofball was popped into your tight cunt. “…Three.” a cry leaves the back of your throat. you thrash once more, but that was quickly met with a very harsh slap right to the face. You quickly silenced and steadied yourself, the ropes around you causing an uncomfortable burn “…Four.” the man continues, another wet plop followed by a clacking noise of the balls hitting. “Let’s see if we can hit five yeah?” The man cood as he stared deep into your terrified eyes.

Soon, your cunt was full of golf balls. So many that you’d lost count. It was hard to register anything your captor said when you had what was it- eight? nine? golf balls shoved in your gaping cunt. A harsh smack on your ass sent three of them flying out onto the floor. This was met with a disapproving headshake and a tsk tsk from the masked man.

He lifted his hand up, pressing down on your somewhat swollen tummy, sending the rest of the golf balls flying out of your cunt, a line of stickiness following them down all the way to the floor. “Such a bad girl. I didn’t tell you that you could expel them, did I?” The man taunts you as he reaches over to grab a baseball. “Now- let’s see how many of these we can fit into you.” He said with a malicious grin. You definitely weren’t going to be leaving anytime soon.

✨✨lmk if you want a part two ✨✨

[bdsmess]

Really into object insertion today. Imagining someone finding progressively bigger and bigger objects to stick inside their partner. Imagining them doing so with clinical efficiency, entirely fixated on how much can you take and how big can you go. Saying Just a little more, don’t move now. Shushing their partner when they whimper or try to move or squirm away from the huge wine bottle entering them. Or the sanded-smooth chair leg. Or the baseball bat. The sick fascination on their face as they watch it sink in, in, in into that once-tight hole. Leaving it stuck inside, groaning and starting to get themselves off right then and there at the sight of it, at the little noises and gasps their partner is making at being so utterly, utterly filled. So deep they can see the bulge in their stomach, can press one hand against it from the outside and revel in the aborted jerk it earns them. And then doing it again the next night, except with something even bigger. You know what I mean?

[pervyprincessbaby]

get off with me 💗✨☺️

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i’ve spent the whole day rubbing and obeying Men, im such a braindead slut and i hope you all listen to my silly cunt and dumb sounds 💗

[soundsofpleasure]

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[dumbfaeriewh0re-deactivated2024]

best way to edge when denied? by listening to a bunch of other girls getting to cum & not being allowed to do the same. 🤭😩

[ch3rry-r3d-l1p]

fuck this is so hot

[lockedcupboard]

Okay, all you edge whores: pop on the headphones and rub to the sounds of what you are denied.

[smutcupboard]

Time to re-post this. Go ahead, you know you want to.

[wanders-in-wonderland]

Pay to Play

The last thing I remember is a van pulling up to the sidewalk and two men grabbing me. I vaguely recall a syringe going into my arm and the pain of an injection but that’s all that I can remember of when I wake up. I’m in a dark room, tied to a chair, and gagged. There are several other girls in the room as well, all tied and gagged just like I am. The fear is palpable as we look between ourselves. Some are crying and most of us are squirming and struggling to no avail.

Suddenly, the door to the room we’re in swings open and several men walk in. No one says a word as the men go towards the girl closest to the door and pick her up, chair included. They leave with her, just as suddenly as they arrived, leaving the rest of us in stunned silence.

I feel tears well up in my eyes, the fear and confusion becoming too much for me to process. One of the girls screams behind her gag and another one joins her. A few more join in but no one beyond the door seems to notice and eventually, we all quiet again, each of us trying to cope in our own ways.

An unknown amount of time passes and suddenly the doors slam open again. The men return but there is no sign of the first girl. They head towards the second girl and grab her the same way, ignoring her wails from behind the gag and her desperate struggling against her bonds. They leave with her, just like before.

It becomes a pattern. The men come and take the next girl in line every so often and none of us know what to expect or how to stop it. Soon, I’m up next. It’s been so long since I woke up that I’ve stopped crying already. My arms are sore from being tied up and my legs are numb from sitting.

The doors slam open again and I’m carried away. I’m brought to a room surrounded by lights, the sudden brightness making me squint and blink. When my vision focuses again, I realize the men are gone and I’m alone. I’m surrounded by cameras, and there’s a large screen in front of me playing a live feed of the room, and I see myself. My hair is tangled, my eyes are red from crying, and I look terrified. What’s next to the footage is what makes my blood run cold. It’s a chat box, and I can see the comments coming in. Comments about how I look, about how excited viewers are for the “show,” and how much they think I’m worth. I realize in that moment that I’m being livestreamed and about to be sold off to the highest bidder.

A door opens and a man walks in. He’s wearing a mask that covers most of his face and he has on a microphone that I can only assume let’s him talk to the stream’s viewers.

“Welcome! Our next lovely girl is here with us now. You all know the rules, if you win the auction, you must transfer funds immediately and she will be prepared for shipment or pick-up, depending on your preference. Let’s begin.”

He walks toward me, and I whimper behind the gag, terrified of what’s to come. He pulls out a pair of scissors, and swiftly cuts away at my clothes, pulling them off my naked body and I’m crying now. I can see myself on the screen, my sobs making my body shake as I try my best to curl into myself.

The comments start to flood into the chat box now, people discussing my body, my tits, my pussy. I see bids start to come in too, and part of me is shocked to see the amount of money these people are throwing out.

The man comes back into my view and he’s holding a vibrator in his hand. I wail behind the gag, shaking my head and struggling uselessly in my bonds. He isn’t deterred and I watch as he clicks it on. I’m straining to close my legs but the ropes are too tight and chair too unyielding. He brings the vibrator between my legs and I wail when I feel it touch my clit. He doesn’t give me time to adjust, he presses the vibrating head directly onto my clit and holds it there, letting the vibrations batter me.

I scream behind the gag as I feel the sensation overwhelm me. At first, the fear dampened any pleasure but as the seconds dragged on and the vibrator stayed pressed up against my most delicate area, I could feel my body reacting. Waves of stimulation crash over me and I can feel the first inklings of an orgasm starting to build. The man keeps the horrible vibrator on my pulsing clit and my tears are now in response to the unbearable pleasure that I never wanted, and certainly not like this.

The vibrator pushes my body closer and closer to a wrecking orgasm, and I can’t do anything other than feel it happen. I arch my back and squirm as much as I can when the incomprehensible pleasure crescendos and I shatter. I can feel my pussy clenching around nothing and gushing out my release, my clit pulsing in time to my heartbeat, and my mind fading to a haze of pleasure and pain as the vibrator continues to ravage me.

“Orgasm in one minute and 37 seconds, and she’s a squirter,” the man announces matter-of-factly. “Let’s see how hard we can push her.”

I look up from tear-blurred eyes, seeing the comments flood in on the chat box on screen. I’ve always been sensitive post-orgasm and the fact that the man hasn’t pulled away the vibrator is pushing me into a painful overstimulation that’s making my stomach clench in fear. He reaches down with his free hand and maneuvering around the vibrator to pull back the soft skin that normally surrounds my clit, protecting it. My eyes widen and I let out a guttural scream behind the gag as the overwhelming, horrible vibrator now decimates my clit with nothing to soften the nerve-fraying stimulation.

I feel my eyes roll up into my head and my body is thrown into a second orgasm with no preparation. Just pure, unstoppable pleasure that burns every single nerve in my body. I can’t even breathe or scream or cry as my entire being is locked in a soul-shattering explosion that seems to go on forever.

I have no idea how much time passes or how many orgasms that terrible pleasure is able to tear from my body before the vibrator finally moves away. I’m shaking, crying, gasping for air and my clit is burning and twitching from the continued stimulation.

When I finally gather myself enough to open my eyes and see the on-screen chat box, I feel my heart stutter when I read some of the things people are saying.

“Fuck, she’s hot like that, I wonder if she’d survive a day strapped to a fucking machine.”

“I want to string her up and see how good of a whipping she could handle before she begs.”

“Her little clitty looks perfect for a piercing, and I could run electricity through it and really make her scream and cum.”

That last one makes me whimper and I pull my attention away from the screen, hoping that this nightmare is almost over.

“Now for a change of pace,” the man says from across the room. My eyes dart over to him and see that the men who’d brought me here are back again, rolling in a different chair, this one built like a gynecologist’s exam table with stirrups. I shake slightly in fear as they approach me and untie me before manhandling me into the exam chair. I’m too weak to even resist as they strap my body down, my feet going into the stirrups and my legs, arms, and body immobilized with straps.

The men leave and I look up at the livestream of myself, seeing how fear has made my eyes wide with gruesome anticipation. I can see clearly in the video, my clit looking so red and angry while my pussy still drips from the torment of pleasure they’d subjected me to moments before. I watch as the masked man approaches me, wheeling over a tray containing more horrible toys and devices.

He pulls a metal speculum off the tray and comes to stand before me. I’m shaking with terror, desperately trying to beg from behind the gag. He’s uncaring as he slides the device against my pussy, pushing the cold, hard metal inside of me. My back arches as my pussy fills and I whine, wishing that I didn’t find this violation pleasurable.

The man starts to crank the handle of the device, the motion forcing the speculum to open me up. I can’t help but moan, feeling an unbearable fullness start to build as the device pushes my pussy wide open. Eventually, he stops and takes a step back.

I watch through the livestream as he grabs a long, thin wand from the tray and comes back. I can feel my pussy pulsing around the speculum holding me open, and I know there’s nothing I can do to prevent whatever deranged thing he plans on doing next.

“Let’s see how she reacts to some internal stimulation.”

Without any other warning, the man slides the thin wand into me and presses a button that makes it start emitting a low pulsing vibration. He brushes against the walls of my pussy and I shake at the onslaught of pleasure. The speculum gives him easy, perfect access and the thin wand means he has every bit of precision at his disposal as he targets my most vulnerable places.

I choke on a gasp when he finds my g-spot and presses into it with heart-stopping accuracy. I feel my toes curl and my eyes roll to the back of my head as painful, unbearable pleasure overwhelms me. He turns up the wand to an unimaginable intensity and drives it into the tenderness of my pussy. I cum immediately. My pussy gushes and my juices flood out of me as the pleasure ravages my body with no mercy.

Just like with my clit, the man doesn’t let up. I’m locked in this impossible pleasure and overstimulation as my vision goes white and my body feels ripped to shreds by every orgasm that pours out of me.

When he finally stops, I don’t even feel human anymore. My mind is empty, there is absolutely nothing left other than the pure pleasure that laid waste to my entire being. I’m vaguely aware of the man announcing final call for bids but I’m too incoherent to really register what is going on around me. Suddenly, I feel a prick on my arm and slowly turn my head to watch a syringe pull out of my arm. My head spins and I feel sleep encroaching on my mind.

Just before my darkness overwhelms my vision and I sink into unconsciousness, I catch a glance of the screen and see how much money was spent on me. There’s a muted sense of astonishment. It’s more money than I could even fathom, more than I could make in a lifetime. And someone just spent it on me, in exchange for my complete ownership.

[homeiswherethetartis]

I just think that it would be really cool if I was the only person with a womb in a fairly isolated very small community, and like every community people get old and sick and people die, so you need to replace those absences with young people otherwise the community will die out. The community is just big enough that I can handle its reproductive needs, but only if I am constantly, constantly pregnant. It’s not fair if I keep having the same person’s babies so everyone gets a shot at me at least once over the course of a month, with different people every month getting to be the ones who fuck me closest to what we’re pretty sure is my most fertile time. It’s been working well so far, as the children that I have already birthed each look different enough to each other that they must only be half-siblings.

After a while, people forget that the point of me cycling through their beds is conception, and the fact that I do have to sleep with everyone just gives them the idea that I’m the community’s free use toy. People use me to get off even when I’m visibly pregnant and there’s no chance of conception. My role in this small community is to be sexual relief for everyone else.

Maybe someone knows of an herb that increases fertility and they have me start taking it. The first conception after I take it, I am blessed with twins. Then triplets, then twins again. The herb works so well that I never have a single pregnancy again. My stomach is always swollen so big and my tits large with milk and my body being used constantly for sexual relief—whether I consent or not, but everyone treats me gently when they use me because they respect my role in the community—and I am happy, happy, happy, happy, happy. Happy to be the breeding bitch and rape whore of all these lovely people. I can’t remember a time where I ever wanted anything else. This is my purpose now and I feel so blessed.

[babys-nsfw-thoughts]

Tw!!! Hard kink, object insertion, strictly fantasy!!!

I can’t stop thinking about my daddy trying to find out how much I can stretch by shoving household objects in me,,, it start off simple, he’d stretch me with his fingers before getting bored and sticking a chapstick tube in me. If he liked that so much it’d get his brain turning, what else would fit? He’d take me to the bathroom to try a couple things,,, my electric toothbrush, running to give me a little bit of vibrations, the handle of our hair brush, the bottom of a body spray. I stretch so nicely around everything. He takes me to the kitchen. He’s getting more adventurous. A thick, cold cucumber from the fridge, a couple of ice cubes. He makes me get on all fours as he squeezes a can of soda into my cunt. I grip around it so tight. He puts his cock in my ass to feel how full I am, rubbing his dick against the cold can through my walls. He pulls it out before stretching me for something even bigger with his hand. He dangles the wine bottle in front of my face making me groan and drool out my cunt. I beg him to stretch me around it. He makes me bounce on it. I can barely fit it. I can’t even make it to the label. But I’m so full. Daddy puts his dick back in me and I feel like I’m about to burst. It feels so good to serve him 💖

[subinasundress]

Maybe he adds a whisk and gives it a few twirls. Or uses a rubber spatula to slap the cucumber in a little deeper. Maybe he makes me eat the cucumber while he tries out the next thing. Maybe he gets hungry so I make him dinner, all while he keeps playing with me.

[subinasundress]

I had a dream the other night that I was at a frat party. I was the DD, so I was only drinking water, but I was having fun dancing and grinding. When I went to get more water, someone grabbed my hand and led me towards a bedroom. He was hot, so I followed. When we got there, we started making out, but before we got too far, I could hear my friends looking for me. It was time to go. He didn't want to me go yet, couldn't I see how hard I made him? He grabbed me when I tried to leave. He had handcuffs in his drawers and tape on his nightstand. It didn't take him long to have me gagged with my arms behind my back, despite my struggles. He threw me on the bed. He told me he would go tell my friends I had left already, to get rid of them. "Don't go anywhere, I won't be long." As he left, something caught his eye. The bed post. The corners of the bed post were topped with round bulbs, just bigger than a golf ball. His smile told me he had a plan that I wouldn't like. He reached under my short skirt and effortlessly ripped my panties off. Then, he lifted me up, one arm under each leg, and I felt the tip of the post at my entrance. I struggled, but he was so much bigger than me. It hurt when he started to lower me down. I was dry and unprepared. I felt the bulb pop in and he lowered me down, until I was standing on my tip toes. The post was so deep, I knew i wouldn't be able to get off of it by myself, there was no escaping. He smiled and winked, promising to come back soon and use me for all I was worth. Unfortunately I woke up before he came back, but I keep thinking about that dream.

God that dream had me soaked.

[mrblackspleasuredome]

😎

[smutcupboard]

Holy fuck her facial expressions and squirming! She hates it, fears it, loves it, needs it.

[evilabuser]

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[ickythoughtsposts]

CW: kidnapping, cnc, cockwarming, forced pleasure

A captor forcing his victim to cockwarm him.Stolen away to a hideout he had prepared for her, her heart pounding loudly at the fear of being trapped with this stranger who had watched her greedily all day as if in ownership. As night falls, he finally approaches, his massive frame towering over her small body. He trails a finger slowly down her body to inspect her pretty little cunt, circling around her clit before slipping slightly inside to stroke her small opening. He smiled in pleasure as her warm channel squeezed his finger tightly in an attempt to expel him, the quiet whimper she let out caused him to harden further. Finally he tells her she will cockwarm him, her mind already blank in shock at the size of his monstrous cock.

He sits and slowly pulls her closer until she is perched over the top of his cock, fear and disbelief building at the situation she found herself in. The blunt tip of his gigantic cock nudging against her small hole. He smiles at the visual of his fat cock notching against her small pink pussy. “You’re going to take me deep inside you, and sit prettily while you get used to having something so big inside.” She shook her head in panic, even as her body betrayed her and she felt the wetness growing between her thighs.

He gently pulled down her hips, forcing her to begin sinking onto his thick cock. She whimpered quietly as she struggled to fit him in. He stroked her back in reassurance even as he forced her to continue accepting his tremendous girth, “shhh little one. It’s ok. You’re taking it so well.” He watched her calmly as she squirmed and cried, “It’s too much! Please we have to stop.” “Its ok” he repeated as she sunk further, stretched tightly, “It’s not all the way in yet. You’ve got such a perfect pussy, you can take all of it. I know you can”. A single tear escaped as he continued to advance. To take and fill. To possess. Holding her tightly in place so that she couldn’t move away from his invasion. He felt her pussy flutter in desperation, “breathe, little one, breathe for me”. She gasped in air as he continued to work his way into her body.

“Such a good girl taking daddy’s cock deep inside”, she whined long and low. “Shhhh, you’re doing so good. So pretty for me”. He watched with a possessive glint in his eye as she struggled to accomodate the thick intrusion. She let out small gasping sounds as more and more of his cock was forced into her. “Thats right, sit nicely while Daddy fills your sweet cunt” he whispered. She felt as full as she could possibly get when he paused in bringing their hips together. She mistakenly believed this was the end, that she had taken his full cock - she sobbed once, reluctantly sagging in relief against his body. He stroked her back, her hips, comforting her where she lay against his wide chest. “You’re so beautiful like this, little one.” He reached a hand between them to lightly stroke where she was stretched widely around him. She shivered at the sensation. “A bit more now sweetheart, then you can relax here while you keep Daddy nice and warm”. She tensed at learning she had yet to take his full length.

His large hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her down while he thrust upward, forcing his cock through her small opening. Until she was fully seated. She felt impossibly stretched and full, violated and overwhelmed, the uncomfortable pressure deep inside where his cock brushed her cervix with every adjustment of their bodies. “Youre doing so good, sweetheart. Such a good girl, taking Daddy so deep.” She let out an involuntary whimper at the overwhelming fullness. Her distress only caused him to harden more.

He reached around their bodies, stroking a single finger gently across her clit causing her body to jerk in reaction. A gasp escaped her lips at the combination of pleasure with pain. The dual sensations overwhelmed, making her whimper and tense up. Tensing up made the paint deep inside increase, and she cried out. “Fuck, I love that sound. It’ll be ok little one.” That single finger returned to circle her sensitive nub with continuous strokes causing her to rhythmically tighten around his shaft.

“Daddy is going to pet this sweet little clit until you feel all better”. She felt her wetness grow despite the violation of her small hole and how he was wedged deeply inside her. Her mind rebelled at the knowledge that he was going to force her to come around his massive cock. “No, no, no, no. Please stop” “you have to come little one, this is how we train your sweet cunt to get used to being filled with Daddy’s cock”.

Her hips began to rock involuntarily, sending shoots of pain as her cervix was abused by the friction. His large hands clamped down on her hips, forcing her to remain still. “Sit pretty, my little doll. Squeeze that tight cunt around my cock like a good girl. Just like that” She struggled against the invasion this stranger was forcing on her body and her mind. He pinched her clit gently, “such a good girl letting Daddy play with your wet little clit. A little more sweetheart” he added while continuing to stroke her without reprieve. Despite her reluctance and the way she was stretched wide around his giant cock, she felt herself begin to come, pulsing wildly. She gasped as the forced pleasure blended with the pain and nearly overwhelmed her senses.

He patiently stroked her through the orgasm, then cuddled her against his chest, muddling her mind when it wanted to rebel, to forget. But the way he was still deeply embedded in her forced her mind to where they were still joined. “There you go little one, so good for Daddy.” She whimpered lightly in a daze when he thrust briefly up into her. Despite the fact that all she had done was sit andwarm his cock, she new she would be sore tomorrow from his massive size. “Soon you’ll be ready for Daddy to fuck you and ruin your pretty little cunt. Tonight you’ll keep me buried deep inside all night and in the morning you’ll be all ready.” Her mind blanked at realizing she’d get no relief despite the soreness between her thighs, that she’d be stretched wide all night long. His hand snaked down her body to her puffy clit once again. “Show Daddy how prettily you come again, ok princess?”

[aussiecboy]

I.... love feeling cheap. Love feeling easy. Whenever I’ve done something really slutty, it’s more than me just wanting to get fucked for its own sake. No, it’s the fact that I’m acting like a damaged slut with no self respect, and I know it.

The anticipation leading up to an impulsive hookup is something else. Looking out the Uber window, trying to make polite conversation with the driver but my mind just keeps drifting to what I’m doing, what’s about to happen. Knowing I’m on my way to a semi-public place, where a stranger who first messaged me an hour ago is waiting.

Shifting in my seat, squeezing my thighs together as it gets more real with every passing street. I’m going to have sex with a man I do not know. His first name on his profile might be fake, for all I know. His age, too. It’s not uncommon for men in their thirties to trim a few years off to 29, 28, 27... I really have no way to know.

My eyes drifting to the ETA as the reality comes at me so fast, a burning heat in my cheeks of equal parts shame and arousal. Oh god, am I really doing this?

I scroll through our brief messages compulsively, over and over. There’s so few I can basically memorise them. I agreed so quickly. I just gave in, like that.

When he said he was keen but his roommate was home, and that he’d meet me at the overgrown, badly maintained park near his apartment instead, I didn’t put up any resistance. I didn’t block him in disgust, didn’t get snarky, didn’t demand better than getting pounded into the literal dirt, didn’t insist I was more than a quick and dirty fuck while he was on his lunch break.

I just said yes.

And now I’m nearly there.

The small voice in my head, trying to preserve any dignity, keeps repeating the reality of the situation to me.

Am I really doing this? Am I going to give my body to a stranger in a park?

I already know I am, but half the excitement is in being forced to acknowledge what I’m doing. And what that makes me.

This is soo bad, I think, remembering lessons on respecting yourself and your body. This is so slutty. Im being a slut. Im acting like a disgusting fucking slut and I’m going to meet this man and I’m going to take my clothes off, and bend over, and let him use me. I’m going to let a man I know nothing about enter my body, touching the most intimate parts of my being. I didn’t know he existed when I woke up the morning, and in ten I’m going to give up my body to him because he sent me a message saying he was feeling horny.

By the time the car stops, my legs already feel weak getting out. I’m here. I think I see him. This is happening. I’m a pathetic, cheap, worthless slut with no standards and even less self respect. And after he blows his load and leaves, never to contact me again, I’ll always have to know who I am and what I did.

[babydollcer]

Imagine...

I decided to try out some new toys tonight. I lit a candle, put on one of my favourite lingerie sets, and excitedly examined the lengths of rope I'd just bought.

I've never tied myself up with rope before, but I figured how hard could it be.

I started by tying my ankles to the bed posts. I made sure they were extra secure, as I know I thrash my legs when I become overstimulated. I tested out the binds, relishing in the rough pull against my skin.

Next, I grabbed the wand I had left by the bed. I pushed it up against my clit and binded it to my thigh, making sure I couldn't move it away if I wanted to. The promise of the incoming vibrations was enough to have my pussy aching and my hips started moving involuntarily.

My brain slightly foggy from the pressure on my clit, I decided I could tie my arms up as well, as long as I was careful to leave myself the room to get out.

I made a loop in both sides of the leftover ropes and attached one side of each to the bedposts. I then flicked the wand onto the second setting, reveling in the vibrations against my pulsing clit. Slipping my wrists in the loops on the bedpost, I laid back and enjoyed the sensations of pleasure throughout my body.

-

I could feel myself building quickly. I'd been edging for the last week, so any stimulation was enough to have me panting and humping the wand. The rough lace of my panties being rubbed into my pussy just made my orgasm approach faster and faster.

As I came, my thighs shook with pleasure. After being denied so long, my orgasm hit me with such strength that I let out a guttural moan, making me extra glad that no-one else was home.

My first orgasm led easily and quickly into another, making my pussy pulse around nothing, wishing it had a cock to grip on to. This orgasm was stronger than the first, forcing several swear words from my parted lips. I pulled at the ropes, the intense pleasure overcoming my body. I felt like I was floating, the only thing grounding me was the rope and vibrations against my clit.

The continuous stimulation felt overwhelmingly pleasurable. I couldn't stop myself from chasing just one more orgasm. Although my body was writhing around and trying to protect my poor clit, I knew just one more orgasm and I would finally be satisfied.

The rope was digging into my skin, adding to the overwhelming pleasure. Wait, why could I feel the rope so tightly against my wrists?

What I didn't realise was that as I was pulling at the ropes, they must have been slowly tightening because suddenly there was no give and I had no idea how to get out.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with panic. My orgasm was almost forgotten with the struggle to break free. Almost. Without being able to stop the vibrations, my orgasm shot through me like electricity, pain accompanying the pleasure.

By the fourth or fifth orgasm, there was little pleasure to be found. I only knew one thing, I needed to get this vibrator off my pussy before I started crying. I thrashed my limbs as much as physically possible with the tight ropes holding me in place. I spread my thighs as wide as I could, trying to give my poor cunt a break, but nothing worked.

-

So here I am, tied to my bed, unable to break free, and having my clit relentlessly pummelled. The overstimulation seems never-ending, and as of right now, it is because I have no idea how I'm going to get myself out of this.

My roommate is home from work in a few hours. Maybe he will be able to help me out but I'm not sure I can face the shame of having him see me like this. There must be a way out without having my roommate find me completely fucked out like the stupid slut I am.

I wouldn't be able to hide it even it if wanted to. The walls in this place are thin and my screaming and sobbing won't keep me hidden for long.

I'm so fucked.

Do we want a part 2? :)

[cumpie99]

Found this online:

You're my gynecologist. We live in a society that grants gynecologists the power to choose which women will become freeuse as a career. Gynecologists were the best option for this job because they have intimate access to women's bodies and pussies. They can tell which women will be most enjoyable for men to use.

You've just strapped me down, naked, onto your examination table. It's common procedure for gynecologists in our world to prevent women from interfering with their job duties and so you have free access to our bodies.

You've strapped my hands to a metal loop above my head. There's straps across my chest and over my hips binding me to the table, and a couple holding my legs into the stirrups. It's time for the procedure you most enjoy performing - dominating a pussy so the woman knows to keep her legs spread for men to enjoy.

"I've decided your body is exquisite," you tell me, nonchalantly, as you scribble something on your clipboard. "It's in perfect health. Your tits are perky, your ass is firm, and your pussy looks tight."

I gasp in shock at your language. You've dropped the polite, detached lingo of a medical professional and assumed slang language. I've heard the stories from other women. I know you're no longer looking at me as if I were your patient. Instead you're judging the quality of my body and considering whether my pussy should be made freeuse. I've heard of this happening to other women, of course, but I never thought it could happen to me.

I'm still in shock when you set the clipboard down on the counter and begin unbuckling your belt. You smile at me as you unbutton and unzip your trousers, reach inside, and pull out your hard cock. It's thick, long, and flushed.

"Of course, I'll have to check for myself first. I can't make a professional determination unless I sink my cock into that pussy. Has a man already used your pussy, or did your hymen naturally break?"

I start to cry quietly as you step up between my spread legs, your cock in hand and pointed at my exposed pussy. My nipples are hard and my pussy glistens. I can't help that it's wet.

"Just..just one..." I manage between quiet sobs.

You hum. "Practically a virgin, then. Excellent," you say, staring down at my little pussy. Then you look up at me. "My cock is going to stretch that tight pussy, so be a good girl and tell me what that feels like when it does."

"Noo.." I whimper. "Please don't do this."

Something hard and blunt rubs between my pussy lips. I can hear the sound of my own wetness being stirred. I look down to see you holding your cock, moving it up and down between my smooth pussy lips. The head of your cock separates my little pussy lips and it looks like my pussy lips are suckling your wet cock head.

"This is my favorite part of examining a new pussy," you say, staring me in the eyes. You rest the head of your cock against my tight little entrance. "They pay me to tie you down, spread your legs, and fuck your pussy, and look how wet your pussy is..even though you're crying."

"No, stop," I whisper. "Please stop!"

"Beg me to stop."

"Please, please, I beg you--" I gasp and fall silent as you choose this moment, when I'm begging you not to fuck me, to push the head of your thick cock into my entrance. "Ahh!" I cry out. My body quivers.

You grin, watching my reaction as you penetrate my entrance and stretch my hole. "Good girrrl. You like that? You like my cock in your pussy?"

"No.. please..please take it out," I whimper, even as I feel my pussy walls excitedly flutter around your cock head.

You're breathing harder now. "Aw, poor sweet little pussy. Ask me to stop again."

"Please stop! Please take your cock out of my pus--ahhh!"

Again you cut me off, pushing your cock deeper inside my pussy. "Fuck yes, you're so tight," you say, looking down at yourself penetrating me. "Wow, look how your little pussy lips are stretched around my shaft. Tight pussy. You are definitely going to make a lot of men happy. But first this pussy has to take my whole cock. Are you ready?"

I shake my head.

"Aw, sweetie," you say as you wrap your hands around my hips and grin at me again. "It doesn't matter if you're ready." You step forward and slowly push the rest of your cock into my soaking pussy.

"Ahhh!" I squeal as your thick cock spreads my walls. I moan as it rubs all the little nerves inside my pussy.

"Take it," you say, breathlessly as you bottom out inside my pussy.

I whimper and bite my lip. My thighs tremble.

"Take it. Take my cock. Take all of it, deep inside your pussy, like a good girl. Fuck this is a tight pussy, like a cock sleeve. Mm. Good pussy."

You press your hips into my body, holding your cock deep inside me, letting it stretch my pussy.

"It's...mmm... it's too big...mmm" I whisper between whimpers, tears on my cheeks.

"Tell me how it feels. How does my cock feel buried inside your pussy?"

"It's too big.. it.. it hurts.. it's stretching my pussy," I reply. But it also feels so good. I can't help it when I moan.

You laugh. "You're soaking my balls with your cunt juice. You like this. You like your legs spread wide, strapped down so anyone who walks in can see your pussy. You want me to dominate your pussy, don't you?"

I quietly sob and shake my head.

"Don't lie. Tell me, beg me, to dominate your pussy. Tell me that's what your pussy is for, to be used by men."

I frown up at you, my breasts jiggling with my sniffles. "Please.. please dominate my pussy..." I sniffle again. "My pussy is for men to use."

"Good girl." You lean forward and take my nipples between your thumbs and forefingers. You pinch them gently and lift, stretching them upward and teasing them. "Now, say 'my body is for any man to use'."

Pleasure washes over my breasts. I bite my lip to stifle a moan, but I feel my pussy walls flutter around your cock again. Part of me wishes I could spread my legs open further for you. I want to feel your body press against my open pussy lips and rub against my exposed clit. My hips squirm under the strap holding me down.

You laugh again. "Say it."

"Mm.. my body.. oh.. my body is for any... oh..oh.. any man to use."

You laugh and wiggle your hands to jiggle my breasts. "Good girl. I know you like being used. That's what your pussy is for. I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to fuck you so hard, everyone in the office will hear you moan."

You release my breasts. For a second I think you're going to lean back, but instead you lean forward and plant your elbow on either side of my head. You body rests upon mine. You're staring into my eyes and I realize you want to watch my reaction while you fuck me.

"Here we go," you smile at me.

I frown up at you as I feel you draw your hips back. Your cock slowly slides out of my pussy until just the head of your cock remains inside. I feel my pussy walls close in the absence of your cock.

I gasp as I feel your cock slide back into my tight hole, separating my pussy walls and penetrating deep into my pussy. There's nothing I can do to stop you. My legs are tied wide open. Your body rests over mine like a blanket, pressing down on my breasts. My hands are tied over my head and you're staring down at me, taking up every bit of my reaction to the unwanted pleasure you're forcing upon my body. Fresh tears roll down my cheeks as I realize you're starting to fuck me.

You grin. "Cry for me, baby." You smash your balls against my soft, smooth, wet pussy lips to ensure you're as deep inside me as you can go. You grunt. "Uh! Yeah, cry baby. I love it when they cry," you say as you hips reverse and you pull your cock out of my tight pussy again.

You repeat the movement several times, slowly fucking in and out of me. I can feel your body shake, as of you're holding back. I gasp each time your cock penetrates my pussy. You're going so slow that each time it feels like the first - like I've just been penetrated by your thick cock for the first time. In... and out.. your cock head stretching my hole. Then, in.. and out.. with your cock head lingering. Over and over. Then you pause with your cock buried inside my pussy.

"Okay, my pretty little pussy. Now I'm going to fuck you hard. It's okay if you scream while I pound your pussy." You slide your hands up to grip the edge of the table and you lower your head beside my ear. "I love this part," you whisper into my ear. "It's when I break you and you realize you're going to spend the next 20 years of your life with your legs spread wide, your pussy exposed for men to use."

Then you draw your hips back and quickly thrust your hard cock deep into my pussy.

I squeal. "Uhh!" A rush of pleasure floods my body and I feel my pussy gush over your cock.

You don't stop. You pound my pussy, thrusting your hips forward and back. I can hear the sounds of our bodies slapping together. You're grunting on top of me with each thrust, "Uh, uh, uh, yeah, fuck, uh, uh, tight, pussy, fuck, uh, uh, take my cock, take it!"

I'm moaning and sobbing softly as I realize you're going to make me cum. I can feel the pleasure building inside my pussy and part of me wants you to fuck me harder. The exam table shakes as you writhe on top of my bound body, breathless as your hips thrust.

My pussy tightens. My walls shrink around your cock and I can hear the sloppy sounds of your cock thrusting in my own juices.

"Noo..." I whimper.

"Yeah, uh, uh... fucking take it... cum on my cock, you freeuse whore...legs spread, pussy wet, letting me fuck you...you love this...you love being used...wait until I sell the recording of this, of the first time you took a cock in your freeuse pussy, and everyone hears the way you moan on my cock."

I cum. My pussy clenches on your cock, squeezing it rhythmically, over and over, my walls fluttering all over your shaft and cock head. "Uhhhhh!" I groan as my pussy leaks all over your cock and balls. My whole body tightens. I've never had an orgasm this powerful.

You slam your cock deep inside my pussy, your body pressing against my pussy lips. You groan long and loud and, as your cock pulses inside my pussy, I realize you're cumming. My pussy milks the cum from your cock, rippling along and sucking your cock for every drop of cum.

"Good girl," you whisper in my ear as we come down from our orgasms. "I'm going to use your pussy again before I release you. I'll just keep my cock warm inside your pussy until I'm ready," you say, and I feel your body relax on top of mine, your cock softening inside my used pussy

[babydollcer]

have this huge fantasy about my dom/me suggesting a game. Tie me up and shove anything you like in my slutty holes.

'I'm going to fuck you with this for 30 seconds. if you can guess what it is, we will move on. if not, you're going to cum around it like a desperate, pathetic whore.'

how embarrassing it would be to cum from being fucked by a broom handle, a carrot, a tv remote . 'pathetic. you'll take anything I give you, huh slut?'

'don't get too many wrong, there are a lot of items to guess. you don't want to get too many wrong, do you sweetheart?'

[ninthcurse]

thinking about legally mandated free use sluts <3 if someone tells you you have to bend over and take it you do. your body is absolute public property and if someone on the subway wants to pull you onto their cock and rape you on their way to work they can and you have to thank them for the load they pumped into you or they have the right to punish you. if someone thinks your shirt covers up too much they're fully within their rights to pull it down and under your tits to make sure everyone gets to see and properly enjoy them. strangers walking past take the time to pinch your nipples or slap your ass just to watch you squirm

[babydollcer]

I love being tied up so I'm on my tiptoes, struggling to keep upright with the tip of a huge dildo in my cunt and nipple clamps pulling my tits upwards. the second my legs get tired and I have to put my heels down for a break, I'm met with my nipples being pulled too far to the ceiling, a vibrator pummeling my clit and a cock far too big buried deep in my pussy

'if it starts to get too much, you can always try getting back on your tiptoes darling. or is my little slut incapable of controlling her own body as soon as she starts getting fucked like the whore she is?'

leave me there for hours as I go between wobbling on my aching legs, and my nipples being tortured whilst I cum over and over

[everydaythesame69]

Portal pussies are so fucking hottt 😖 imagine you can't make rent one month, so in a desperate attempt you decide to sell your holes online. $20 and any man, anywhere can use your holes whenever he wants. It felt like easy money, you could just delete the account after you made enough.

But it got a little out of hand, hundreds of men using you, all day everyday. You can barely make it out of bed. Brushing your teeth in the morning while your ass is being stretched. Trying to eat breakfast but men won't stop fucking your throat long enough. You Definitely can't leave the house. You've tried.

You didn't trust yourself to drive so you took the bus. Big mistake. Somehow you made it to the bus stop with minimal interruptions, only one subscriber, fucking your dripping cunt, hard and fast. Making you grab onto a nearby tree for support as your legs shook. That should have been your first sign to just go him. But you're too stubborn for that.

Thankfully he came quick, leaving you to collect yourself and finish your walk. The bus, however, was another story. You were just sitting down when you felt a massive cock pushing into your ass, stretching you more than you've ever been stretched before. Making you tense and cry out before quickly covering your mouth, the other passengers turning to look at you. Your face turns bright red from the embarrassment of being used like this in front of all these strangers, even if they have no idea whats happening. The cock in your ass picks up the pace, the pain almost unbearable. Making you regret selecting anal as on option in the first place. You hated anal, but the site said it would boost sales. Anyway its far too late to take it back now.

You're shaking uncontrollably at his unrelenting pace, doing your best to stay silent, trying not to attract more attention, unsuccessfully. You turn towards the window, still feeling eyes on you as the bus starts moving. Trapping you here, completely helpless to stop it, or hide yourself. Suddenly another cock enters your neglected pussy, shorter but equally thick. Making your eyes roll back as his fat head rubs against your g spot. The humiliation of it all is enough to make you cry. You can't help but moan through your fingers under the assault, feeling that pressure build as the torture goes on, and desperately trying to fight it. Hoping maybe they'll be fast like the last one. Of course you wouldn't be that lucky, though. Cock number 2 speeds up, chasing his release while the one in your ass fucks you at his steady, rhythmic pace. This goes on for what feels like an eternity. You can't hold it back anymore, you feel yourself tense, squinting all over yourself with a sob. Soiling your light blue jeans with a large, noticeable wet spot. Utterly humiliated, and it's not even over. Cock #2 cums almost immediately after you, just to be replaced by another. You don't get a break for over an hour, missing your stop and forgetting why you even left in the first place.

Good luck getting home