daddy’s special place
30s, they/them, married, butch dyke
harder sideblog, no real tags
things on here: fauxcest, rape, cnc, violence, blood, monster stuff. consider this ur warning

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almost home
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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daddy’s special place
30s, they/them, married, butch dyke
harder sideblog, no real tags
things on here: fauxcest, rape, cnc, violence, blood, monster stuff. consider this ur warning
“Tryna go for a few drink?…nothing serious”😏
making sure that daddy’s baby gets to carry daddy’s baby like she wants, even if she starts begging me to let her get off her back and shower. she knows i know best, she knows i’ll give her what she wants. she just thinks it feels better when she struggles. she thinks it’ll take if she acts like she doesn’t want it.
sighhh... accidental penetration during dry humping that turns into serious fucking
you know what drives me crazy? tender intimate sex sprinkled with cnc gestures. like we’re about to do missionary in a half lit room, hands holding, but when you penetrate me i moan and try to resist bc i’m too tight, so you press a hand on my mouth and shut me up till you bottom out, very slowly, no force involved. on the fine line between tenderness and abuse, you’re ready to break me here and there to have me all for yourself.
almost that time of year (unable to control myself when seeing some girl’s bare stomach out on a nice hot day and having to rape her in the backseat of my car and apologizing over and over for ruining her outfit and telling her maybe she shouldn’t wear such revealing shit if she didn’t want this kind of thing to happen to her and she’s begging and pleading and crying and moaning and panting and pushing and kicking and i have to tell her that this tiny little top is going to look extra good on her when her tits fill it out and her belly pushes it up after i knock her up)
daddy asking "what are we gonna name your baby sister?" while balls deep inside me ⊙﹏⊙
almost that time of year (unable to control myself when seeing some girl’s bare stomach out on a nice hot day and having to rape her in the backseat of my car and apologizing over and over for ruining her outfit and telling her maybe she shouldn’t wear such revealing shit if she didn’t want this kind of thing to happen to her and she’s begging and pleading and crying and moaning and panting and pushing and kicking and i have to tell her that this tiny little top is going to look extra good on her when her tits fill it out and her belly pushes it up after i knock her up)
i know you feel me watching you. it’s because we’re connected. it’s because you’re already mine.
i can see you looking over your shoulder for me in a crowded club. i can see you standing at your window when you get dressed in the morning, hit with the sudden discomfort of my eyes on you. that’s why you hesitate to touch yourself when you’re alone at night. it’s my hands you want on you. it’s my body pressed against yours that you’re thinking of. you don’t know where i am but you can feel me.
you walk faster when you think you’re alone at night. i wouldn’t let anything happen to you, but you can never be sure with the way people are. that’s why i stay close enough. you don’t see me, though. you never see me. that’s why you wonder if you’re making it all up.
but you’re not. i know you know i’m there. watching. waiting. i only want to protect you, care for you. you know that too, don’t you?
that’s why i follow you. that’s why i wait for you. that’s why i sit a few rows behind you on the train during your commute home from work.
that’s why when you’re absolutely positive you left your keys in your door after a night out, you find them safely on your kitchen counter. that’s why you instinctively go to check the slightly ajar front closet, then decide against it. you know i wouldn’t let someone else break into your home and threaten what’s mine.
you can feel me all the time because we’re connected. you can feel me because you’re mine.
??#<!!< your. Posts are great i kept misspelling and retyping. The words over.
this response is late but this made me smile ty
god i live in NYC and i've been trying to find a butch daddy for SO. LONG. i hope your wife knows how lucky she is
promise we’re out there 🙂↕️ ur in the right place to find one
i’ll let her know but i already know she’s gonna be like 😤 about it
big brother who keeps getting suspended for starting fights, big brother who is always in trouble for being so loud and so violent. big brother who screams at me and calls me names because he can see the way my cheeks flush and my eyes get stupid big. big brother who comes into my room one day and tears my jeans open, who rips my panties off and shoves them in my mouth so my screaming is muffled-- big brother who fucks me hard, and fast, and who knows I love it because I'm so wet it's dripping and I'm not even fighting back, I'm letting him rut into me like an animal, big brother who makes me cum twice so I cant even stop myself from sobbing in relief when he finally spills inside of me♡
cnc gets my dick so hard. cry at me and say no and beg me to stop. try and fight me off so i can use my entire body weight to hold you down. try to hold your legs together so i have to force them open to get to your hole. scream so loud i have to throat fuck you to shut you up. sob when i cum inside you. don’t stop struggling. don’t give in and let me do it. put up a fight. it's more fun that way.
like come on little rape bait, don’t you want someone to want you so so bad that they're willing to risk everything just to have you? isn't that flattering? don’t you want it?
dykebreaking but it has nothing to do with men and everything to do with me watching another butch think they can flirt with my femme without facing my wrath and forcing them to drop to their knees and submit to me with a knife to their throat in the back alley of the dyke bar we were all at
can i still call you dad when you slide it in for the first time? ^o^
i like when you try fighting your hardest to get out from under me first because the blood that drips from my face where you slice my skin open with your nails mixes with the tears running down your cheeks from how good taking my dick makes you feel like it’s just another way for us to be together the way i know we’re meant to be
cerberus butch iso femme goddess of the underworld to rut into when she celebrates a win in battle