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@beautifulk1nk
If you haven’t come across my post about actual misogynists, let me say it again:
If you don’t respect women in real life, it is not a kink.
Mutual respect between partners is 100% necessary.
You cannot hide your desire to abuse women behind the facade of kink.
pause remote fantasy... at the gym?
guy who notices a remote left on a bench, looking around for where it's come from and clicking it on-off-on-off trying to locate which TV or speaker it's connected, not hearing or seeing any difference as he turns volume up or presses the power button
...only when he presses the pause button, does he realise that the gym gets significantly more quiet.
like, really quiet.
no more metal clanks or grunt or chatter or squeaky footsteps of trainers against the rubbery floor...
because everyone is motionless.
it's uncanny. how still everyone is. and it's even weirder that he is the only one that's able to move.
he's hesitant in moving, yet as he moves he realises that everyone else remains frozen in time. only when he presses the play button of the remote does everyone begin moving again.
it's enough to send anyone into confusion, and so only after pausing and unpausing everyone many a time does the man realise that he's got the power to do anything.
nobody notices when he moves from one side of the rom to the other in the pause-time. nor do they respond to a tap on the shoulder done when they're frozen once they're back to their senses.
truly, this remote grants him the do whatever he wants with nobody noticing.
once he's gained enough confidence, that's when things start to get fun.
making out with someone when their body is frozen in time but their flesh is still pliable is an odd sensation, he realises, but he definitely finds it a lot more fun to move on to a girl who's halfway through a pullup - chin just pulled up the the bar - choosing to tug her vest down and remove her bra so that her tits can flop out on top of the black material - and when he unpauses his remote-
he does his best not to instantly drop his mouth to watch her return to motion, completing her pull up and lowering herself down - her gaze lowering to her chest & upon realising her breasts are exposed, letting go of the bar so that her tits ripple deliciously as she hits the floor, gasping and hastily pulling her vest away from her body to scoop her heavy boobs back behind the material of her top, covering herself up once more and spinning around to see whether anyone had seen her in her vulnerable state
of course, he had.
and his cock was hardened beneath his gym shorts in a way that made half his blood flow down to his shaft, the other half stimulating his brain and giving him the smart idea to pause the gym once more
he ran over to the same girl, deciding it would be fun to pants her and see how she responded to that, picking her up and placing her a few feet away from her original location so that now she was stood besides the weights in a more densely crowded area
that way, when he unpaused with the remote...
the girl looked confused initially, wondering why she was in a new location - before looking down and seeing her gym shorts down to her ankles in the wife gym mirrors to the side - catching peoples' gaze in the mirror, who ogled at her now bare ass, gasping and covering her mouth in horror before bending over to pull her shorts back up and protect her decency
PAUSE!
it's almost too fun to stop now, and so in the paused limbo, the man with the remote decides to take one of the men nearby and uncurl his fingers from his weights - instead taking both hands and repositioning his fingers, before sticking two from one hand into her pussy, another two into her puckered backhole, so that when he unpaused the man was horrified to see himself knuckle deep in a exposed woman in the gym, while the girl felt her holes filled and clench around two foreign fingers, before they were pulled out of her with horror and a confused stammer
the girl was confused and horrified and embarrassed
the fingerer was equally confused
and the rest of the gym that had seen was silently watching with wide eyes
the girl did the understandable thing of sprinting to the ladies room to process whether what had just happened was real - and being a gentleman, the man with the remote chose not to pause her.
instead, he simply slipped away into that same changing room a couple minutes later, when it seemed nobody else was heading in
walking into the ladies room, it was all empty, nobody in stalls, the main space, nor the lockers - only noise coming from a showerhead in one of the cubicles that had a flimsy plastic curtain for privacy.
it was obvious who was in there - the girl with the heavy tits and unlucky streak of being pantsed and humiliated in the gym just because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time
the man's hand curled around the remote in his pocket, getting ready to pause when he realised...
...he didn't have to pause it
nobody was heading in or out of the changing rooms - nobody would hear and there was no risk of anyone pointing him out as someone responsible for any of the indecent happenings in the gym...
and no, rather, he wanted to see the face of this girl as he terrorised her even further. she had such a cute little expression of horror and embarrassment as she would struggle to pull her clothes up - and the man couldn't held but wonder what that expression would look like if he were fucking her simultaneously
and so, the man took his shorts off, and his shirt - leaving the remote outside the cubicle before pushing past the plastic curtains and disturbing the girl having a peaceful shower to wash away her awful experience in the gym - naked and vulnerable in the shower cubicle, he firmly held her hands as she struggled and screamed - crying as she realised that her misfortune in the gym wasn't over just yet, as his hard cock rubbed her lower stomach and trailed further south as her babbles and cries rendered useless to putting this awful day to an end
if u cant tell from the writing quality - im so tired but feeling so horny n pervy - kinda wish i was getting played with and embarrassed and fucked in vulnerable positions rn
i don’t want to go to work i want to be tied down all day wearing vr being forced to consume hypnosis and porn all day while a nice Man edges me in various ways until i feel my mind break and my whole purpose is to please Cocks
thinking about just havin fun as a club-goer, hopping from bar to bar n dancing with people, getting my makeouts in, enjoying the music and consuming drink after drink, widening my smile and lowering my inhibition with each spot i go between
n at some point, i end up in a strip club.
where my lowered inhibition and lack of senses leads to someone gluing my hands to a strip pole.
am i stripper? no, absolutely not.
but i don't decline a chance to enjoy performing up on a stage - and so with my newfound position on the stage, I'll give a few twirls and dance up and down to feel the eyes of onlookers and cheers of those watching as i put on my show
but what when i try to leave the platform and get back down from the platform? well, that's when i realise that someone must have put superglue on the pole, or on my hands - because one way or another - my hands aren't coming away from that stupidly rotating pole
my head's already clouded and spinning, and with my hands not moving from the pole, the smile becomes something more helpless across my features as im forced to keep moving with the pole, no escape from performing and being attached to it now
my cries are seemingly humourous to the onlookers, as previously they were entertained by my slutty little dancing, they seemed even more entertained to see my expression warp to tears and helplessness as i cried for someone's help
it became even more amusing for the crowd when they realised just how powerless i was in this position, no hands to defend myself nor ability to move from the platform - as someone got up onto the stage and lifted my dress to above my hips, bringing roars of laughter and support as my bare pussy now became something that was not fun to flash, but a public fact as it was exposed to the club - either rough hand of this stranger clapping against my ass and grabbing a handful of flesh, pulling my cheeks apart to expose my asshole to the audience before i felt his cold, slick saliva get spat against the hole - his hands still holding my cheeks open and visible so that i could feel (and the crowd could watch) as the spit dribbled down from my asshole to my pussy, making my legs shiver with the tantalising slowness with which the cold fluid dripped over my sex
and that bold move seemed to be the gateway for more to shame me in my position, one by one.
someone else thought it'd be fun to have their way with me with their head between the pole to support the back of his head, and my pussy against his mouth - two other guys holding me up by either thigh and jumping me up and down in their arms so that the stiff tongue of the man who sat against the pole could taste my pussy while hearing my screams as my pussy was slickened and thumped with its own heartbeat of immense arousal and anxiety for the mass of people watching me as i was made into some fucktoy against my own will
i cried when i saw someone crawl up onto the stage with their cock already out of their pants.
gasps and sobs of pleas for them not to touch me n not to fuck me were made pointless as he grasped me by my thighs, pulling my body away from the pole so that my hands (which were still connected by the pole, and feeling any looser) kept me upright while my back arched, pussy visible to the audience as i bent over before releasing a scream as i felt someone thick entering my hole, stretching and sinking into my walls and letting out the deepest of groans as they had all the time in the world to push my hips back and forth, fucking me on their cock until they finished and let it drip down my thighs
more n more cum was deposited into my pussy. like my cries were incentive for more people to stuff me with their seed.
and by the end of the night, somehow I'd had my ankles tied to the pole, too. hands above my head and ankles tied, neck of a beer bottle shoved up my pussy as a plug to keep everyone's cum in me - and that bottle too roped-tied in place using the pole.
though passed out from being overused, i still spun with the rotational forces of the pole, cum slowly trickling out around the beer bottle.
the next day when all the same regulars came in n saw me, still trapped against that same pole - my makeup today more runny, the same dress as last night yet this time with more rips in it...
they took it in their greatest stride to force me to drink from the cum-soaked beer bottle that'd spent the day between my legs - forcing n watching as some man's hand controlled the back of my head, forcing me to give fellatio to the neck of the bottle - dribbling up the day-old cum from my lips before the same torture began once more
pause remote fantasy... at the gym?
guy who notices a remote left on a bench, looking around for where it's come from and clicking it on-off-on-off trying to locate which TV or speaker it's connected, not hearing or seeing any difference as he turns volume up or presses the power button
...only when he presses the pause button, does he realise that the gym gets significantly more quiet.
like, really quiet.
no more metal clanks or grunt or chatter or squeaky footsteps of trainers against the rubbery floor...
because everyone is motionless.
it's uncanny. how still everyone is. and it's even weirder that he is the only one that's able to move.
he's hesitant in moving, yet as he moves he realises that everyone else remains frozen in time. only when he presses the play button of the remote does everyone begin moving again.
it's enough to send anyone into confusion, and so only after pausing and unpausing everyone many a time does the man realise that he's got the power to do anything.
nobody notices when he moves from one side of the rom to the other in the pause-time. nor do they respond to a tap on the shoulder done when they're frozen once they're back to their senses.
truly, this remote grants him the do whatever he wants with nobody noticing.
once he's gained enough confidence, that's when things start to get fun.
making out with someone when their body is frozen in time but their flesh is still pliable is an odd sensation, he realises, but he definitely finds it a lot more fun to move on to a girl who's halfway through a pullup - chin just pulled up the the bar - choosing to tug her vest down and remove her bra so that her tits can flop out on top of the black material - and when he unpauses his remote-
he does his best not to instantly drop his mouth to watch her return to motion, completing her pull up and lowering herself down - her gaze lowering to her chest & upon realising her breasts are exposed, letting go of the bar so that her tits ripple deliciously as she hits the floor, gasping and hastily pulling her vest away from her body to scoop her heavy boobs back behind the material of her top, covering herself up once more and spinning around to see whether anyone had seen her in her vulnerable state
of course, he had.
and his cock was hardened beneath his gym shorts in a way that made half his blood flow down to his shaft, the other half stimulating his brain and giving him the smart idea to pause the gym once more
he ran over to the same girl, deciding it would be fun to pants her and see how she responded to that, picking her up and placing her a few feet away from her original location so that now she was stood besides the weights in a more densely crowded area
that way, when he unpaused with the remote...
the girl looked confused initially, wondering why she was in a new location - before looking down and seeing her gym shorts down to her ankles in the wife gym mirrors to the side - catching peoples' gaze in the mirror, who ogled at her now bare ass, gasping and covering her mouth in horror before bending over to pull her shorts back up and protect her decency
PAUSE!
it's almost too fun to stop now, and so in the paused limbo, the man with the remote decides to take one of the men nearby and uncurl his fingers from his weights - instead taking both hands and repositioning his fingers, before sticking two from one hand into her pussy, another two into her puckered backhole, so that when he unpaused the man was horrified to see himself knuckle deep in a exposed woman in the gym, while the girl felt her holes filled and clench around two foreign fingers, before they were pulled out of her with horror and a confused stammer
the girl was confused and horrified and embarrassed
the fingerer was equally confused
and the rest of the gym that had seen was silently watching with wide eyes
the girl did the understandable thing of sprinting to the ladies room to process whether what had just happened was real - and being a gentleman, the man with the remote chose not to pause her.
instead, he simply slipped away into that same changing room a couple minutes later, when it seemed nobody else was heading in
walking into the ladies room, it was all empty, nobody in stalls, the main space, nor the lockers - only noise coming from a showerhead in one of the cubicles that had a flimsy plastic curtain for privacy.
it was obvious who was in there - the girl with the heavy tits and unlucky streak of being pantsed and humiliated in the gym just because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time
the man's hand curled around the remote in his pocket, getting ready to pause when he realised...
...he didn't have to pause it
nobody was heading in or out of the changing rooms - nobody would hear and there was no risk of anyone pointing him out as someone responsible for any of the indecent happenings in the gym...
and no, rather, he wanted to see the face of this girl as he terrorised her even further. she had such a cute little expression of horror and embarrassment as she would struggle to pull her clothes up - and the man couldn't held but wonder what that expression would look like if he were fucking her simultaneously
and so, the man took his shorts off, and his shirt - leaving the remote outside the cubicle before pushing past the plastic curtains and disturbing the girl having a peaceful shower to wash away her awful experience in the gym - naked and vulnerable in the shower cubicle, he firmly held her hands as she struggled and screamed - crying as she realised that her misfortune in the gym wasn't over just yet, as his hard cock rubbed her lower stomach and trailed further south as her babbles and cries rendered useless to putting this awful day to an end
if u cant tell from the writing quality - im so tired but feeling so horny n pervy - kinda wish i was getting played with and embarrassed and fucked in vulnerable positions rn
I'm about to say something really unhinged but imagine if like all seating in public places (benches, restaurant chairs, university classroom desks, public transportation, etc.) were divided between male and female seats and this was strictly enforced. Now imagine that every seat designated for females had some type of phallic, dildo-like object fixed on where she has to sit. The protruding objects would come in a huge variety of shapes and sizes, from 2 inches tall and 1 inch around to 10 inches long with a 4 inch girth. Some are smooth, some are ribbed, some are curved, some have bulbous heads, some have bumps, etc! And every time a female went somewhere where she would have to sit, she would have to move her skirt to the side and sit on the object, as that's the rules of polite society. ❤️
Shy girls attending uni would scramble on the first day of classes to pick their seat first to ensure they don't get stuck sitting on the 10-inch hammer for the rest of the year.
Women squirming in movie theater seats during exciting movies, or crying out during horror films in such a way that you're not sure if it was the jumpscare or something else.
A sweet looking girl on the subway trying not to cry because she was late this morning and the phallus in the only seat left was bigger than she's used to and the vibrations from the car are making it feel sooo good.
Imagine sitting across a girl on a first date in a restaurant. She arrived and sat before you did so didn't see what was in her chair and your mind is going wild imagining what kind of object is filling your date right across from you. The date goes well and as the night goes on and the flirting gets heavier you can notice her slowly rocking her hips and her breathing get uneven and you get to decide if you want to take her away from there or let her sit and stay and unravel deliciously here in front of everyone.
Imagine? ❤️
God, the thought of this being my reality is so hot. Picking the seat I want based on what's on it, what I wanna feel inside me at that moment. Watching people around me watch me settle onto the phallus, see me gasp or fight back a moan as my pussy is filled.... or seeing people eye me as I'm already seated, knowing they're wondering just how much cock I needed inside me that day. Fighting the urge, the craving, the need to move my hips... to groan at how full I am.... to stay focused on everything going on around me because my attention is constantly pulled downward....
Fuck. It's so hot.
(Disclaimer: I don't actually want this, or any other misogynistic fantasies. Everyone has the right to choose for themselves. Just because I personally get turned on at the thought of being a public free use fucktoy doesn't mean I think all women should be held to that. I just want that for myself! Lol)
Calming her mind..
As if it wasn't humiliating enough to lock her in this cage, it wasn't even hidden. He placed it right in the middle of the living room, where anyone could see her. And of COURSE, he invited his asshole friends over. They knew better than to do anything stupid, but he was happy to let the stare. All night she felt their eyes on her as she curled into a ball, hiding herself as best she could. She hated the way they looked at her... but she hated the way it made her pussy drip all the more. Even her body betrayed her, reminding her constantly that this is what she deserved.
You'll tell yourself it's just a fantasy. You'll tell yourself it doesn't mean anything. You tell yourself that you don't really want these things...
But your pussy tells you something else. It drips all the more when you are looking at something wrong. The more dirty, the more degrading, the more taboo... the harder it makes you cum.
So sure, you could keep lying to yourself... or you could accept that you are degenerate pervert.
consequences
ready to serve
Young girl pet gets its routine daily spanking from its daddy and is left to display its little red bare bottom for the whole household to witness 💯🍅
The worst thing about her school is having her daddy as a teacher. He gets to deal with her properly and not like other teachers who would give her detention.
Let's role play. Im the naughty student.
Who is the teacher? And what did I do?
You disrespected me in front of the whole class? The spanking is just the beginning... just wait til my cock goes in your ass. You'll remember your place after that
The binds keep you from moving, the blindfold from seeing. The gag keeps your mouth available and keeps you from speaking out of turn. Your jaw aches a little, but you long stopped noticing. Held in place, held in the dark, left to just wait, you’d long stopped really being able to think at all.
Had you done something? Was this a punishment? You couldn’t remember. He hadn’t said. Had he? You couldn’t remember. You just remember that it wasn’t your choice, and that it must have been what he wanted. He wanted you trapped, he wanted you helpless, and so you were. Immobile, blind, and dumb.
You can still hear though, just fine. Better than fine.
And your ears prick up at a sound outside the room.
Then the sound of the door opening, the click of a light, the cluck of a tongue.
The sound of his voice.
“Oh, were you in here this whole time?”
You strain, as a reflex, but it doesn’t get you anywhere. You try to speak, too, but it just comes out as dumb, wordless gurgles. After a moment of exertion you fall back again, limp, whimpering, and hear him tut.
“Honestly. It can’t be that bad, can it?”
He crosses the room. He must be standing right beside you. You turn your head to the direction he must be in and you try to beg, to plead. It’s just more noise. He puts a thumb into your mouth and puts a stop to it.
“Shh. No speaking, and no whatever that was. Just be quiet.”
The thumb withdraws. You stay quiet. Your heart pounds.
A finger traces over your cheek and you jolt, which makes him chuckle. That just makes it worse. The desperation makes your head throb, and between your legs. It’s too much. He takes the finger further down, across your neck, your chest, over a nipple. It’s all you can do not to strain against the bonds, push into his hands, try for any more contact. He pulls away.
“Needy little thing…”
The gag means you can’t stifle a whimper. It just slips out.
Seconds tick past. You’re terrified he might just leave you again, and jolt again when he resumes the trails of his finger, down across your belly now. You hold still. You try so, so hard to stay still, even when he moves to your thigh, on the outside. Ever-so-slowly he traces towards the inside, up to between your legs.
“I don’t even need to touch you, you know. I can see how wet you are. You’ve left another little damp spot. Oh, quite a big one, too! So no, I don’t need to… but I will.”
And he does. Runs his finger right up your slit. You can’t hold still for that. You shiver, your back arches, you groan. His touch is electric. There’s barely any contact at all but it doesn’t matter. Blindfolded, gagged, bound - anything is almost too much. You’ll still shivering after he pulls away.
“So many things I could do… anything I wanted… but you know what’s one of the most fun things I could do to you right now?”
You hear him leaning over. He kisses your forehead, then he whispers:
“Nothing.”
You’re too stunned to make a sound. Nothing? No. He can’t do nothing. You’d lose your mind! He saw how desperate you are! He felt it! He can’t do nothing!
Your mind stops racing when he gropes you, sighing wistfully.
“Not to say I don’t want to fuck you and fill your cute little cunt while you’re all helpless and vulnerable like this. I do. I want to pull out and see that little trickle of cum just running down to dribble onto that damp spot you made and give your cunt a pat before I walk off. But I’m not in a rush, and now I get to watch you squirm a bit more. Yes, just like that. Oh, poor girl, listen to the noises she’s making! Tsch. It’s not about you, silly. Maybe if I give you a bit longer you’ll understand that better. Good girl. I’ll be back soon.”
The light clicks off, the door clicks shut.
The wordless noises you make fill the room.
what about a bar with a Free Use Happy Hour?
sluts drink free
asking for a freebie is consent to be used
free drinks come with a little red wristband wrapped around them that goes on your wrist once you've finished the drink
you don't have to get any drunker than you want to be! people who want to fuck the drunkest sluts can just count the wristbands
(the bar makes money by kicking out anyone who isn't drinking every now and then, so non-sluts still have to buy drinks to participate)
anyway people can start groping and fucking you as soon as you've finished your first drink, but if you want more you can just stay at the bar and get fucked from behind while you're ordering and drinking them
no dress code but your clothes are probably gonna be soaked in cum at minimum so you may as well go in your cheapest, tiniest outfit
if you only want to be a little tipsy you can down a couple shots and then go lay yourself out on a table or hang out near the toilets waiting for someone to use you
alternatively if you're determined to pass out on someone's dick and wake up with unknown volumes of cum leaking out all your holes, go right ahead. one of the bar staff loves taking still life photos of unconscious sluts lined up along the bar with bottles plugging up their used holes to save on mopping time
(if a bartender thinks your actual health is in danger but you're still asking for more they'll just jerk off into a cocktail glass and feed you that so you can still get another wristband. you're too drunk to tell the difference so he's probably doing your liver a favour)
take off the wristbands when you're done and someone will call you a taxi (free if you let the cabbie use you on your way home)
just a little fantasy I came up with while I was supposed to be focusing on something else :3
