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@alwaysashyhottie
Hi! read first. 💘
kinks shouldn’t make men or people in general believe they are allow to commit sexual acts against other people will. This blog is for fun but before following me you should know this.
sexual acts must be always consensual.
Tell me more slut.
I have a small kink with being shared, by my bf or my boss, or a friend, if you have read or watch something similar send it please!
"Hey, princess, can you come in here?"
A moment later she obligingly appeared, finding him sat at the dining table with a handful of his friends. They were smiling at her, which wasn't too weird- they were nice guys! But there was something in the way they were smiling that dostracted her. It was... expectant? She didn't dwell on it.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Focus," he said.
A flutter ran through her, top to bottom. She let out the breath she'd been holding and it almost sounded like a sigh. A happy sigh. Focus. Focus on the moment, on his words and nothing else. Focus on-
Then she remembered where she was, and that they weren't alone. Blushing furiously and obviously doing her best to maintain composure she, smile fixed, leaned in to hiss:
"Not in front of-"
"Good girls don't think."
"-your- Good girls don't think."
The words had come out as a reflex, cutting across her own and her thoughts. It left her off-balance and she was there, still bent, now quiet, for a good few seconds. Then her thoughts came back.
She made to say something then stopped herself. He was smirking at her, waiting for her to speak so he could interrupt again. All the orher guys were still watching, clearly enjoying themselves. Her face was burning. She was wet. She shouldn't be enjoying this as much as she was.
"I was just telling them all how good you are now," he said, when he figured she wasn't going to say anything. "How I helped you out. And maybe added some features."
"Features?" She asked, unable to stop herself. The word made her sound like a toy, with a list of things you could do on the box. Too late she realised this was exactly how he'd meant it.
"Tongue out."
Brain off.
It was automatic, again. His words bypassed anything else she might have had in her head and it happened. Not her choice, not in her control. She had maybe a second of blank, blissful mindlessness before she noticed. Thinking was getting harder, but it wasn't so hard yet she couldn't understand she'd just stuck her tongue out and crossed ber eyes in front of all of his friends.
They at least seemed very happy about it.
"That really works?" Asked one
"Really works. Every time. Took a bit, but now it's in there for good," he said, not bothering to hide his pride at what he'd done.
"You chan't-" she started to say, tongue still out, but he interrupted. Didn't even look at her.
"Grope yourself."
She did. Hands moved on their own. Brain slowed as she groped and moaned, eyes fluttering. A string of drool stretched from the tip of her tongue. The guys all made appropriate sounds of appreciation.
"It's really great," he said, taking a sip of his drink. "Now I can basically just talk her down into a needy drooling mess whenever I want. Just a couple words. Don't even need to touch her. I mean, I usually so, but you know..."
He looked over.
Her tongue was still out. She was still groping herself. How could she not be? He hadn't said she could stop. Moaning, panting, drooling, she stood there for them all to see.
His
"Good girls don't think," he said again.
"Ghoodd ghirls dhhon't thhiinkkk..." she groaned as best she could with her tongue out, the words sending a visible shiver through her. Reaching over, he put a hand up under the hem of her dress and between her legs. She gasped.
"Go wait in the bedroom. Keep yourself ready. Good girls obey."
"Good girls obey..." she repeated, heading off to the bedroom in a happy, fuzzy daze. He watched her go, then turned back to the others.
"Well, I'm not doing everything in front of you," he said.
currently imagining one of my friends finding my secret tumblr, using it to blackmail me into letting him use me, to take over my tinder and set me up to be raped, maybe even selling me to his friends, his boss... i end up spending more time fucking who he tells me to than studying
Turn the sound on. What a classic.
Here you can actually listen and see how violence is hide behind “a kink”. Don’t tell you dont notice the difference.
What are your favorite punishments?
I love slapping bitches. It feels so amazing. Slapping their soft little woman faces is such a rush. Dreamy!
Spankings are okay, mild. Definitely do it more for humiliation on her.
Humiliation, I love making bitches do humiliating crap. It’s funny watching them run around in a thong as their tits bounce pathetically.
Denying the dumb bitches too.
Verbal abusing bitches is another fun thing. Calling them so many horrible names. Love it!
You don’t want to be raped - you want CNC. Get back to me when you learn to express yourself more precisely and have more respect for consent.
In a related point, you can't WANT to get raped anyway, because rape is intrinsically a non consensual act, and you cannot want something to happen to you that you don't have consent for. Conversely if you want it to happen to you then it's consensual, and it wouldn't be defined as rape.
and while I'm having a go at rape culture on Tumblr.com let me also say that if you ask people to "send rape threats" here you WILL get rape threats from a) men who actually want to rape you, b) men who are planning to rape someone, c) men who have raped multiple women, and d) men who may be motivated to actually hunt you down and rape you. You will NOT get rape threats from anyone who understands or respects consent. If you ask for rape threats on tumblr you are throwing chum in the water for the sharks and contribute to the abuser frenzy online, which includes the abuse of minors. Save that shit for your partners and friends and keep it off of public discourse. Use your brains.
thank Dog rape threats was a trend that seems to have mostly moved on
"Hey, princess, can you come in here?"
A moment later she obligingly appeared, finding him sat at the dining table with a handful of his friends. They were smiling at her, which wasn't too weird- they were nice guys! But there was something in the way they were smiling that dostracted her. It was... expectant? She didn't dwell on it.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Focus," he said.
A flutter ran through her, top to bottom. She let out the breath she'd been holding and it almost sounded like a sigh. A happy sigh. Focus. Focus on the moment, on his words and nothing else. Focus on-
Then she remembered where she was, and that they weren't alone. Blushing furiously and obviously doing her best to maintain composure she, smile fixed, leaned in to hiss:
"Not in front of-"
"Good girls don't think."
"-your- Good girls don't think."
The words had come out as a reflex, cutting across her own and her thoughts. It left her off-balance and she was there, still bent, now quiet, for a good few seconds. Then her thoughts came back.
She made to say something then stopped herself. He was smirking at her, waiting for her to speak so he could interrupt again. All the orher guys were still watching, clearly enjoying themselves. Her face was burning. She was wet. She shouldn't be enjoying this as much as she was.
"I was just telling them all how good you are now," he said, when he figured she wasn't going to say anything. "How I helped you out. And maybe added some features."
"Features?" She asked, unable to stop herself. The word made her sound like a toy, with a list of things you could do on the box. Too late she realised this was exactly how he'd meant it.
"Tongue out."
Brain off.
It was automatic, again. His words bypassed anything else she might have had in her head and it happened. Not her choice, not in her control. She had maybe a second of blank, blissful mindlessness before she noticed. Thinking was getting harder, but it wasn't so hard yet she couldn't understand she'd just stuck her tongue out and crossed ber eyes in front of all of his friends.
They at least seemed very happy about it.
"That really works?" Asked one
"Really works. Every time. Took a bit, but now it's in there for good," he said, not bothering to hide his pride at what he'd done.
"You chan't-" she started to say, tongue still out, but he interrupted. Didn't even look at her.
"Grope yourself."
She did. Hands moved on their own. Brain slowed as she groped and moaned, eyes fluttering. A string of drool stretched from the tip of her tongue. The guys all made appropriate sounds of appreciation.
"It's really great," he said, taking a sip of his drink. "Now I can basically just talk her down into a needy drooling mess whenever I want. Just a couple words. Don't even need to touch her. I mean, I usually so, but you know..."
He looked over.
Her tongue was still out. She was still groping herself. How could she not be? He hadn't said she could stop. Moaning, panting, drooling, she stood there for them all to see.
His
"Good girls don't think," he said again.
"Ghoodd ghirls dhhon't thhiinkkk..." she groaned as best she could with her tongue out, the words sending a visible shiver through her. Reaching over, he put a hand up under the hem of her dress and between her legs. She gasped.
"Go wait in the bedroom. Keep yourself ready. Good girls obey."
"Good girls obey..." she repeated, heading off to the bedroom in a happy, fuzzy daze. He watched her go, then turned back to the others.
"Well, I'm not doing everything in front of you," he said.
