„CALL ME BABYDOLL”

🖤taken - not interested🖤 I’m 24 / 🇵🇱 ✨Oh, father, forgive me For all my sins✨

[myperfectvictim]

Oh baby I know it hurts

That’s the fucking point.

[gentle-sadist2]

I do not believe in innocent girls. I believe in girls who have not been touched correctly yet. Girls who still pretend they are too good to be used, until the right voice gets close to their ear and their body starts leaking the truth all over his hands.

[gentle-sadist2]

I love when your hand looks ridiculous in mine. So small. So breakable looking. So easy to trap. It makes me want to press you into the mattress and remind you exactly what size difference means. It means I move you. I hold you. I lift you. I ruin you. I stretch your soaking little holes around me until you are a trembling, used, dripping mess, and still too needy to ask me to stop.

[seethroughnegligees]

That Malicious Age {Silvio Amadio, 1975}

[gentle-sadist2]

Imagine trying to stay polite while I corrupt you. Trying to keep that sweet little face together while your thighs shake, your mouth trembles, and your body gets wetter every time I call you what you really are. Not pure. Not untouchable. Just a filthy little slut waiting to be ruined properly.

[gentle-sadist2]

I want you on your knees, staring at my cock like it ruined your ability to think, licking every drop off slowly until I decide you’ve earned permission to breathe properly again.

[gentle-sadist2]

tease me in the corner of the room while everyone else thinks you are just being close. Press your hand over my jeans, rub me until I am throbbing for you, then smile like a spoiled little thing who got exactly what she wanted. I want your fingers around my cock, your tongue circling the tip, your lips wet from precum, your eyes locked on mine while you stroke me. Not rushed. Not shy. Just proud, needy, filthy, and too far gone to pretend your friends being near makes you behave better.

[gentle-sadist2]

I like the way you shake when you realize I’m not rushing. Just my hands gripping your thighs, my mouth dragging over your swollen cunt, my voice calm enough to make it worse. Poor little thing. You wanted controlled danger, and now your body is leaking like it was made for exactly that.

[gentle-sadist2]

You would hate how much your body gives you away. Tiny thing under me, trying to act stubborn while your thighs shake and your cunt gets wetter every time I move you without asking. I would turn you over, drag you back, lift your hips and use your little holes until they are ruined, stretched and full. Then I would make you say thank you, because manners matter, even for a filthy little slut.

[gentle-sadist2]

When my gentle side makes you feel cherished, but my dominant side makes you ache to be pinned, stretched, used slowly, and praised for how pretty you look when your body gives in before your pride does.

[gentle-sadist2]

The goal is to fuck you like a needy little slut while making sure you never forget how deeply adored you are. Every filthy sound, every trembling breath, every desperate little movement would only make me want you more, not less.

[gentle-sadist2]

Smart girls are my favorite because they always arrive with such pretty little minds. Opinions, pride, standards, sharp tongues. And then one good shove in the right place and suddenly she’s not debating anything anymore. Just breathing like a ruined little thing that finally found its purpose.

[good-vibes-onllyy]

[gentle-sadist2]

You know running is useless. You know hiding is useless. You know I’ll find you between the trees, smiling like I already own the ending, tie you down, and use you until your soaking wet pussy betrays every scared little sound you make.

[gentle-sadist2]

there’s something sickeningly pretty about a woman losing her composure slowly. first the mouth gets quiet, then the attitude disappears, then all that’s left is a needy little thing pretending she didn’t want to be used like that.

[gentle-sadist2]

I don’t want a stupid girl. That’s boring. I want the clever one. The ones who can argue, tease, overthink, act impossible. Because watching that intelligence collapse into needy little silence as soon as they’re filled is much prettier than obedience that came too easily.

[tatia1209]