How Far Will You Go?

You must be 18+ to be here.  36 years SF Bay 

[blkdfilthx]

[swidom2]

I know it's really easy to take a quick look at these posts and move on. But just take a minute to think about what is going on here from the point of view of the girl.

She's opening her mouth so that a you can piss in it before fucking her face. She's not just opening her mouth but also rubbing her pussy, not because it turns her on so much but because it will turn on the Men on the internet more.

For you, she's an anonymous hot girl. The web is full of them, but just think about the experience for her. Hey body isn't interchangeable for her. It's the only one she has. Her face will be on the internet with this act, probably forever.

[break-you]

She's hot, too. She has better options. She chose this.

[thatshamefullgrossstuff]

Man, it’s so difficult to find a partner who is into fucked up things but isn’t genuinely a creep. All I want is to role play being an underage daughter who is punished/abused by her father or another authority figure. But invariably I get questioned by creeps about my actual relationship with my actual father.

Is the concept of fantasy so foreign to y’all? For fucks sake.

[break-you]

I don't care who your daddy used to be.

[drippygirly]

I mentioned one time to my boyfriend that I like my men a little hairy down there. He stopped trimming/shaving completely. He hasn't touched the hair from his cock to his asshole in a year. It's thick and unruly and he always says he gave me exactly what I wanted. I didn't really mean to this extent, but he's even told people I love hairy men and how I never want him clean cut and I'm always so embarrassed because it was never meant to be anything more than a simple comment.

I've embarrassingly grown more and more attracted to it but I haven't told him because I'm afraid he'll run with it. When we cuddle I secretly sniff his armpits and won't move if his armpit hair tickles my face. I love the musk. When I give him a blowjob I'm always getting pubes plastered to my face and I love it. I've tried catching him after the gym more often because I love the musky damp curls while I'm sucking the sweat from his cock. When I suck on his balls I even try to get a whiff of his asshole.

[break-you]

i sweat a lot, especially when i fuck. when she's getting close, or just feeling it, i like to lean over and shove my sweaty armpit in her face. it's always fun the first time i do this, they don't always know what to do right away. the best is when you get an initial refusal/confusion noise like "hey...!" but then they start licking and breathing it in, little animals.

[homeiswherethetartis]

Oh my god I bought a stroker to use on my big clit and I’m using it now and literally shuddering and gasping. Kinda funny that strokers work just as well on dumb bitch fakeboys as they do on real trans men!

[homeiswherethetartis]

I don’t think I can cum from it though so when I cum I AM going to have to rub my clit in circles to get there. I can’t orgasm from treating it like a cock or even a tdick. I’m so undeniably a woman that I can only orgasm from treating my clit like a clit.

[break-you]

love this. i have a big cock, and one of the things i enjoy is humiliating men who are smaller than me. it's fun to slap a clit a few times before getting to work, but doing it with a tboy must be hilarious. lebron dunking on a teenager

[boyfromrehab]

i know

[break-you]

the easiest way to dominate someone is so simple it could be tattooed on their tongue: make them do what they want in more words: i find something i know you want, deep down, but won't let yourself do. not without guilt, not without shame. then i make you do it. then you love me. now, you'll do what i want, and you'll want it too. good girl.

[soppynstuffed]

I love the transition period of becoming an anal slut.

It started with a little edging “no cumming tonight but of course you can cum tomorrow.” Then it becomes “if you’re a good girl you can cum next week.”

A few weeks later it’s “you’ve been so good during edging sessions this week, let me finger your ass while you cum tonight.”

Next week “If I can fuck your tight ass once this week, I’ll let you cum, if you aren’t ready for that then I guess you aren’t ready to cum.” eventually the desperation forces you to give in.

Then the rule changes to “I’ll only allow you to cum if I’m fucking your ass. Fucking your ass will be a special occasion, it will be for your pleasure, you can cum any way you want to, but I will be balls deep in your hole when you do.”

From there it isn’t so hard to progress to the next stage. “I’m tired of using your pussy, it’s boring and loose. Maybe if we stop using it, you’ll become a virgin again. From now on I’m just going to use your ass. We can edge you with your clit until you learn how to cum from your ass.”

The final step “Let’s tie these hands up. Your clit is dirty, it makes your other hole wet and gross, so you aren’t allowed to touch it anymore. You’ll cum from anal this time. Oh you don’t think you can? That’s not my problem. You’ll learn to edge and cum only with your ass. I don’t care how long it takes, you’ll spend hours every night with something in your ass until you learn how to edge it.”

[break-you]

this is a fun story, everyone goes through the experience differently.

back when Mr. Break-You was merely a lad (still yet to train his first anal toy!). i envisioned the process being something like this; i'd have to ease her into it, i'd have to trick her, to use an orgasm like a carrot on a stick. as hot as the idea is, unfortunately, not actually the best motivator.

as far as orgasms go, i've had a lot more success ignoring them completely outside of the act itself. rule of thumb; the closer someone is to an orgasm, the more they care about getting it.

outside of imminence, the best motivator is simply attention. i'm the most important person in their life, the one who gives them direction and meaning, who calms their storm. in most cases, the training process starts like this: "I want to upgrade you from a two-hole toy to a three-hole one. we're going to train your ass. we'll start with some rewards to link your existing pleasure centers to your new ones. by the time we're done, all you'll get are the new ones. i don't care if you can orgasm or not." 100% success rate on those anal orgasms so far, but it really doesn't matter--it's a win-win for me. if they can get off from pure anal, amazing, 5 stars for me. if they can't, then i have a perfect edging tool, and i can drive them over with clit stimulation whenever i want.

[break-you]

[lilyblisslys]

I’m not rlly an incest girlie outside some of the general normie trappings, but I’m not gonna yuck anyone’s yum about it? I’m a cnc freak and both of those basically have the same root of “what if there was someone who wanted me so bad they would do something terrible to fuck me”, pretending otherwise seems silly

[lilyblisslys]

like 80% of kinks involving any rp boil down to “what if someone wanted me so bad they would do something fucked up about it” and/or “what if there was a fucked up power dynamic I could exploit/be exploited by”. everyone just wants to feel wanted and in (or out of) control man and some people externalize that in off color ways, idk what to tell you

[break-you]

it all comes down wanting to be desired, or wanting to feel powerful. both of those can be further reduced to 'wanting to be important'.

of course, there's also the part where it feels good and gives you the good brain chemicals, that part rules

[bunsnorosesarchive]

use me to pay off your friends

take me with you to poker night and when you lose, let them take my body for a spin, hurt my holes and fill me up with their cum. let them use me however they want again and again until you no longer even bet on money, you just bet on me. I swear sometimes its like you’re losing on purpose and I have to take it as I’m forced to be abused. watch as I get all scared when they need a place to hold their beer bottle and settle on pushing it in my ass.

“Fuck, sorry babe looks like I lost again, just hold still so he can take his winnings, you don’t mind do you?”

use me to get a promotion

bring me to your work meeting wearing a sexy little dress and heels, and show my body to your bosses, letting them feel me up and grope me. after they had their fill and they promise you the promotion, just bend me over the table and let them use my holes, then watch as they fill my cunt and ass at the same time. I can picture you sitting down at the table, all comfortable, hands behind your head as you look in my begging eyes.

“Sorry princess, I really needed this promotion, you understand right?”

use me to pay for groceries

hold me attached with a leash and let the cashier push her fingers in my holes. laugh at me with her when I get all drippy and start moaning. when the manager comes to ask about payment, let him choose a hole to piss in and watch as he fills my ass while im squirming. turn my body around so the cashier could shove a cucumber in my ass to hold the piss in, then lead me to the car with the free bags in hand.

“God that was funny, your face when he filled you with his warm piss, priceless. Or well, maybe not priceless is it?”

I’m yours to use and abuse

[break-you]

safeway clerk: press the button on the screen please

me: Hey so yeah forgot my wallet again lol but if you want to fingerbang my egirl we can call it even right?

guy behind me: i should have just done self checkout

[break-you]

There are many ways to bifurcate humans; "there are two kinds of people". Here's one. There are two kinds of people. The first kind waits. They don't know what they want until someone tells them--either directly, like their parents saying they should go to college--or indirectly, like deciding they want to become a youtuber because they like watching youtube.

The first kind consumes far, far more than they produce.

They don't decide where they want to go, they wait for someone to take them there. They don't start a business, they find somewhere to work. They do their homework, go to college, they go to the dentist when the dentist makes their appointment for them, without asking "Do I actually need to come here that often?".

This is, most likely, who you are.

Life is hard when you aren't like this. You have to make a lot of decisions. You have to accept a lot of risks. You walk into the forest, there are two diverging paths, left and right. Which one do you take? You don't consider these options: Walking between the paths on the cluttered, uneven ground. Remaining still. Turning around. Climbing a tree.

You would rather take a class on ceramics than buy some clay and try it yourself. I hope you get the picture, by now.

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This isn't a "good and bad types of person" kind of post, by the way. It may sound to you as though I'm painting the former kind of person in a bad light, like I have disdain and contempt for them for their passivity--but that's not true.

No matter how long you row against the current, eventually you need to rest your arms and allow yourself to drift.

The second kind of person often lives a difficult life, but not always. If they are gifted with intelligence, willpower, discipline, sanity, ambition, and just the right amount of conformity--we celebrate them as heroes, and reward them with resources. The former type of person flocks to these like moths to the flame.

"Use us! Tell us what we need to do!"

An interesting problem: Many people want to be told what to do. Those who are willing to tell them what to do are at best overconfident idealists, and at worst narcissistic psychopaths. Often, both!

What about a leader who wants the best for me *and* themselves? We have a place for these, they are called middle managers. Their benevolence is kept in check by their psychopathic executive leadership, but I digress.

Most of the time, the second kind of person fails. They walk off the path and find nothing. They trip on a branch, or fall out of a tree. They turn around and miss out on a beautiful forest path. Or, worst of all, they rationalize themselves into domestication. They slowly convince themselves to live the life of the former type of person. They know something is wrong, but they don't remember how to change it. They find outlets, perhaps. --- Anyway, enjoy the porn.

[break-you]

[uwit4]

There's something so special about making a girl say 'I love you' while you abuse her. Not 'I love it', 'I love you.' Make it so every time she even thinks about saying those words to another man she flashes back to what you did to her and remembers who she truly belongs to.

[manifoldwidower]

When a cunt serves you, she must know she is nothing. She must know she is a toilet, a cumdump, a set of holes and nothing else. This should be instilled so deeply that it never leaves her. When you discard her, she should be ruined. Unable to receive affection. A kind touch should make her cry by reflex. She should question whether she is even a person, and the answer she finds should be "no". She should be unable to love or be loved. She should rub her cunt, crying, alone, remembering when she had the privilege of being toilet paper.

Break her, forever. Leave her unable to eat without remembering your piss in her food, unable to make eye contact without remembering the sting of your hand, unable to go out without remembering being used by strangers.

Unable to consent because she's forgotten what it means, unable to say "no" because she doesn't remember how.

Leave her broken forever.

[curiositykilledthecuckquean]

Options

I can hear him furiously texting, and he keeps stepping to the other room to make calls. I can tell from the bits of conversation I overhear and the snippets of texts I see that he’s trying to make plans. For right now.

Here I lay, naked in bed, and he’s trying to make plans. He’s never unsuccessful, but it is late in the evening during the week - so no one is free.

I don’t want to tell him that through snooping I know what he’s doing, but it is completely humiliating me. I am naked, right here, always willing. I see on his phone messages that he’s even asked Amy and she’s his least favorite, he’s never trying to fuck her.

“Baby. Would you like me to suck your dick?” I ask, hopefully. I’m never allowed to initiate, but I want to remind him that I’m here, I’m an option.

He sighs, annoyed. “I guess….” He’s still fidgeting on his phone. He makes no move to adjust blankets for me to have access to him, so I get to my knees on the side of the bed and slide my head under the blanket.

I give him a stellar blow job. My hands and mouth are moving and touching perfectly. He’s on his phone the whole time, texting. He finally lifts me up by my hair and pushes me onto the bed, face down.

“Sue, you’re soaking wet, running down your legs wet.” He doesn’t sound annoyed anymore, mostly amused.

“For some reason, knowing I’m the last person you want to fuck right now, but you’re doing it… I don’t know…”

He laughs softly. “Yeah?” He asks, then puts his dick inside me without touching or licking me first. “I did not want to fuck you. At all. But I wanted to come just slightly more than I didn’t want to fuck you.”

Between his touch and voice and cruelty, I have an orgasm less than 30 seconds into us fucking.

He grabs the back of my hair with his right hand and grips my hip with his left. “If someone else called right now, I would immediately pull out of you and fuck them instead.”

I come again. I’m beyond embarrassed. “Why? Why?” I ask repeatedly.

“Because I can. Because knowing I can fuck you anytime, anyway I want gets boring Sue. Because I can treat you however I want and you accept it, which is usually nice but isn’t always a turn on. I’m just not turned on by you lately.”

I can not stop orgasming as he simultaneously fucks me and talks down to me.

He lays me flat on my tummy, his chest touching my back. “You own me Jay, you own me…” I mumble. I’m laying in a puddle under me, a mess unlike anything I’ve made in a while.

“You are the LAST person I want to be fucking right now.” He says into my ear.

He then rolls me to my back, and shoves his dick into my open mouth. He circles my clit while he fucks my mouth. “The LAST.” He says again. And for the first time ever, we orgasm at the exact same second.

[stupidbabyyy]

the fact the most recent person to do somethin like this w me was named jay isn’t helping me rn 🥺😳

He was more so into beating me bloody but sometimes he’d do this too and 💕💕💕

[curiositykilledthecuckquean]

Hot!

[arkrapebait]

Women may not know they are depraved whores, but their body does.

Most women who get raped orgasm while they’re being raped.  I know I did when it happened to me. Other women who’ve been “raped” have told me the same thing, that they came and that it was the most intense, satisfying and pleasurable orgasm they’ve ever had.

Well, if you come when you’re being raped there’s only one possible explanation for that.

You’re having fun and you’re enjoying what’s happening to you!

You’ve suddenly realised that actually, in spite of what you thought before it happened. in reality you wanted to be raped and you’re fucking loving every miunte of it!

The mind can play many strange tricks on us and even lie to us; the body never lies. The fact that the girl is orgasming proves that she’s really thoroughly enjoying herself and that she really wanted to be raped whatever she says. Her body is telling the truth about how she felt and only her mind and mouth are lying about the pleasure she had.

That fact alone makes her “rape” an act of consensual sex. By the very act of climaxing she is demonstrating that she really wanted it all the time and is fucking loving it now that she’s getting what she wanted!

The guy gets what he wants, to fuck the girl; she gets what she wants (an orgasm); so both partners have been sexually fulfilled and enjoyed the experience.

How can that be called a crime? The very second the woman starts to get aroused by her rape it’s obvious that from that point on the sex is entirely consensual.

The guy has done nothing wrong; he’s obviously helped the girl by giving her an orgasm which otherwise she’d have had to frig herself off or whatever to get.

The girl’s done nothing wrong either; she’s had an orgasm during the course of great sex which, as her body’s reaction clearly demonstrates, was entirely consensual.

Why then should this harmonious activity, of a man and woman fucking each other in an entirely consensual sexual behaviour, be considered a crime?

If anything the rapist should be praised because, thanks to him, the girl’s had a proper orgasm through fucking which otherwise would have been a lot harder for her to achieve.

Really, we can only admire the rapist and hope the girl realises how lucky she was that he raped her and that she is suitably grateful to him and thanks him for what he has done. The truth is that he’s done her a big favour and she should feel flattered that he chose her and, of course, she should express her gratitude and thanks to him for giving her the best orgasm of her life.

Far from being any sort of a “rape victim,” she’s really a very lucky girl and ought be happy that she’s just had the best consensual sex of her life!

[lzdescloux]