love how corrupting cnc and rape kinks are. nobody sees it and immediately accepts it, everyoneās always disgusted and terrified, even if they do get a little aroused, and that shame eats away at them until they accept it
justtt thinking about whore daughter unknowingly corrupting perv dad. Dad trying to ignore how hard he gets when he sees his little girlās growing tits in that stupid low neck top she always wears. Dad pressing his bulge against the counter to hide it when he sees his daughter bent over while getting something out of the fridge. Dad jerking himself off under the covers, thinking about earlier in the day when he yelled at her over some stupid thing, thinking about how scared she looked, that cute little pout on her lips. Dad slowly becoming more aggressive with his girl, punishing her with spankings when he catches her wearing skimpy shorts or skirts that are way too small for girls her age
Until one day he takes it too far and he canāt go back. Dad whoās just unable to keep his hands off his daughterās slutty body. Dad that tells his daughter that sheās been asking for this, slapping her when she protests. Dad that holds his daughter down, forcing her to watch her daddy using his rapeslut daughter. Dad whispering all sorts of fucked up things in his daughterās ear, things sheād never imagine before. Daughter feeling her tummy twist in knots, feeling so gross from what dadās saying. But heās glowing with pride when he feels how wet sheās getting
It is funny, isn't it? How alike CNC/ rape kinks and misogyny are. It sits as this undertone to much of what people say here. They're horrific, horrendous kinks to have, and yet they'll sneak their way into most unrelated fantasies on this site.
Like here where you're talking about that pervy dad's fingers molesting his daughter's tight cunt against her will. Violating her holes with his cock, and her mind with his words. From his point of view, she's a hot, teasing cockslut. From her point of view, the most important man in her life is ruining her for his pleasure.
Ferally dismantling her independence, her sense of identity, her life just to sickeningly push his thick, throbbing cock into his daughter's tight holes.
Deliberately handing over smaller and smaller shorts and skirts for her to wear with shaking, trembling hands. Unsure if she'll ever stop to think about how tiny they are. How her ass might look in them as she bends over, or how her tits might strain against the tiny tops she's given.
All to give him a reason. Justification that this isn't rape. Not really. Not if she clearly wants it so bad. And yet you and I both know that it is. And even under a mountain of delusion and justified groping, that dad wouldn't be able to convince himself either. Not really.
Deep down, he would know it for what it is. That four-letter word that would horrify any father. That four-letter word that makes his cock so stiff, especially when he thinks about his rapeslut of a daughter.
And if you were her... I really get the feeling that you'd enjoy it more if he accepted it for what it was. Even as his cock slammed into your unwilling cunt, aggressively punishing you for being such a tease.
Once again I was in the library. I signed as I sat down next to a stranger. I wasn't sure what was going on honestly. Everytime I came to the library to study or do some homework, someone would start pestering me. I'd try to say something but the librarian would yell at me.
Last time they told me I'd I kept disrupting the library I would get kicked out. I needed to stay quiet this time for sure!
I kept noticing the guy next to me glancing over. I could feel his eyes on my body. Whatever, I was too busy trying to do this assignment to care.
Soon the other people in our area had left. We were further back so no one could really see us unless they came back here. But they could still hear us.
He nudged me but I ignored him. I could practically feel him frowning. Whatever. He nudged me harder, again I ignored him. He poked my cheek and I turned to glare at him. He held up a piece of paper asking "why so quiet?"
"Can't make too much noise or I'll get kicked out" I wrote back quickly hoping he'd leave me alone. I went back to my studies when I felt his hand on my leg. I ignored it at first as he began to rub my leg. But he began going higher and higher so pushed his hand away and glared at him. He just smiled back.
Then he stood up and moved away. Finally. I felt him coming up behind me. Of course he wasn't done yet. He stood behind me and cupped my breasts. What did he think he was doing?! He started groping them and leaned down to simply whisper "shhh"
I kept pushing away his hands but he kept going. Grabbing them, squeezing them, pulling them. "Don't fall behind on your school work" he whispered again into my ear. Fuck he was right about that. I needed to keep working. But...
Whatever, I went back to my work. Now he slid his hands down my top to grope my breasts under my shirt. I tried to ignore him as I kept working. I had to just ignore his large strong hands on my breasts. Squeezing tightly, rubbing hard...
He grabbed my tits and pinched them and I had to muffle a moan. Then he pulled his hands away. Good. I heard him slowly unzip his pants and saw him pull his cock out right by my face. Did he really think I'd do anything with it?
He put his hands back down my shirt and quickly went to pinching my tits. Fuck... I kept trying not to moan. I couldn't make noise. I needed to keep coming to the library. I looked over at his cock, fuck...
I leaned forward and opened my mouth to quickly put his cock in my mouth to try and muffle my moans. He pulled his hands back out and grabbed my head. He held me in place and began to thrust into my mouth. Oh no! I had to try not to gag as he began to fuck my throat.
He kept going over and over while I closed my eyes trying to concentrate on not gagging. Suddenly he stopped as he began to cum. I could taste his seed as it pumped down my throat. He held me in place making me swallow every last drop before finally pulling away.
I was panting gently, fuck his cock was too big. Though his cum... Tasted pretty good...
"Get up" he whispered. I glared at him. He grabbed my breast and squeezed them hard making me almost moan.
He let go and I stood up. He sat down on my chair. He reached up my skirt and pulled down my panties. What was he thinking? He could get caught!
Then he grabbed my hips and guided me back down so I was sitting on him. As I sat back down I felt his long hard thick fat cock push into my pussy. Oh no...
His cock was still too big, it began to stretch out my pussy and I could feel it bulging up my body. I'd never had a cock so massive, there's no way he intended to get it all in me!
He kept going though and it took everything in me not to scream. He finally stopped once I was fully sat on him. His cock was so long I could feel it bulging through my stomach. Fuck.
He wrapped a hand around my body, placing it on my stomach, right where I could feel his cock. He pushed down and began thrusting. I instantly felt myself getting instinctively wet as he began to fuck me.
His other hand moved up inside my shirt. He lifted my bra under my shirt and cupped my boobs squeezing hard as he kept pounding me. I couldn't concentrate anymore, his cock was driving me crazy. Fuck I wanted to scream and moan so badly!
Suddenly he gripped on tighter and began to go faster and harder. My eyes began to roll back and flutter as he kept ramming into me like an animal in heat.
I began to hear someone walking towards us when he started cumming. His cum pumping deep into my pussy, shooting up through my body. Fffuuuccckkk!!!
I could feel myself orgasming as this stranger filled me with his wonderful seed. Then he stopped but kept me in place, his cock throbbing inside of me.
A couple of other students came by and sat a bit away from us. They weren't looking at us. Perfect. But there was no way I could get up, they'd realize what happened really quickly.
So I sat there, with his cock in my pussy. Every once in a while he would thrust a little and move me around a little so I could feel his cock moving around inside of me.
He kept gently rubbing my clit too. He kept enjoying my body while I sat with his massive cock filling me. It was so wonderful. He even went ahead and cummed a couple more times in me just for good measure.
I really did need to come to the library more often.
getting your first after school job in an office. completely oblivious to the fact you're the only girl there, that your job is really meaningless. the men just wanted a pretty dumb thing in the office, something young enough to groom for themselves. giggling as all the men compliment you as you fill their coffees, believing it's completely normal as they find any excuse to touch you, moving you with their hands on their waist as they pass you by, fixing your hair for you, brushing crumbs off your chest. they all tell you you're like a daughter to them anyway.
when they start groping your ass, you laugh with them, it must be a joke if they're all laughing along. when they start pulling you in for long hugs, smelling you, squeezing you close, you know its just because their wives aren't giving them enough affection at home. it even starts to become normal to sit in their laps while they work. they all start to call you their little work girlfriend.
it makes you feel all grown up the first time your boss bends you over his desk and fucks you. it starts to become part of your routine to start your shift off under his desk, sucking him off while he answers emails and takes calls. it even becomes normal for him to have meetings with the other employees while you're doing your job taking care of him. and since you're such a good girl for him, you'll take care of his employees too, won't you?
A few months have passed in domestic bliss, and the soft swell of my belly is just becoming noticeable. My breasts are just a little bit bigger. I can feel my body changing to accommodate the life my room- boyfriend put in my womb. Soon I wont be able to hide what's happened to me any longer. I'll have to tell my friends, my family. He's been pushing for it.
He's invited his own friends over, three men I'd thought I'd never have to be exposed to again. It's the first time I've seen them in over a year because... well, the first meeting didn't go so well. Let's just say they weren't exactly respectful, and he knows I don't like them. But he's my man now, and who am I to argue?
They've been leering at me all night, whenever I bring them food or beer. I shouldnāt like it, but something that would have disgusted me before makes me squirm in a new way now. Something inside me has truly changed, been broken forever.
My boyfriend pulls me into his lap the next time I stop by to refill his drink. He wraps one arm around my middle and gropes my chest with the other hand, right in front of everyone. For a moment, I think their eyes might pop right out of their skulls. And then they smile, that horrible sneer returning in full.
"Wow," says one, taking a sip of his beer, "you really did it."
"I thought you were bullshitting," says another.
"No bullshit," my man says proudly. His hand is still on my breast, squeezing and rubbing slowly. Putting on a show. His friends' eyes never leave me. I can see bulges rising in their pants. How much has he told them? Everything, it seems.
For a moment I feel betrayed. Then he pinches my nipple through my shirt, and the thought leaves my head along with a girlish whine. I shift in his lap, and I can feel him starting to harden, too.
My immediate reaction is to touch it, to feel the warmth and weight of his cock in my hand. It's like a primal urge now, and it takes real effort to tamp it down. Surely this isn't going where I think it is. Right?
Except, it's going exactly that way. I know it the second he takes my hand and places it over the strain in his pants. A familiar, heady wave of want washes over me when I feel the thing I've come to love under his jeans.
His friends are forgotten as I undo the button and push the waistband of his boxers down, his rapidly hardening cock springing free. My mouth is watering. My cunt is immediately slick at the sight of it. My body knows what this means, and it's always ready.
"On your knees, baby. Let's show them what a good girl I've made you," he coos. There's more condescension in his voice than usual - or maybe its just the embarrassment at being watched that makes me more perceptive to it. Either way, it sends a shudder through my whole body.
I obey without a word, and his head on my tongue feels like coming home after a long day.
"You trained her well," one of his friends comments. There's the sound of rustling behind me, belt buckles being undone.
"Why dont you show them how well? You want to be a good host, don't you?" He suggests to me, and its made clear my answer doesn't actually matter when he bucks further into my mouth. I nod around his cock anyway.
And then there are footsteps behind me, hands on my hips pulling me up to my knees, shoving my skirt and underwear aside, and I can see now why he suggested this outfit. Something hot and now-familiar drags along my dripping slit.
"Fuck, she's so wet already. I can't believe this is the same dyke that kicked me out last time." The head of his cock slips just barely inside me, and I whimper. "God, she's so tight."
"Should have felt her before," my boyfriend laughs, and something about being talked about as if I wasn't even there makes me melt.
The man behind me pushes in slowly, letting me feel every inch sink deeper. Its familiar, but different. His cock is shorter, but a little wider, a little more curved. The stretch is incredible. My throat is too full to moan, but my boyfriend seems to sense my appreciation anyway. He chuckles and pets my hair, like I'm a well behaved pet. Maybe I am.
The new cock bottoms out inside me, his warm, heavy balls pressed to my clit. I push back into him without thinking, and I'm rewarded with a loud, deep groan. Full on both ends, not a single thought in my head. Is this what heaven feels like?
"You can cum inside her," my boyfriend says, almost nonchalant, "she fucking loves it."
His friend barks a breathy laugh, and then he's fucking me in earnest. Long, deep strokes, all the way in and all the way out. I can feel my orgasm building embarrassingly quickly. The pleasure drives me to desperation on my boyfriend's cock, swallowing him down with a blind fervor. His friend's rapid thrusts push his cock even deeper down my throat.
My moan when I cum is choked. I rock back, grinding my absolutely dripping cunt down on this new cock as deep as I can take it. There's a reverent, "oh fuck," from behind me, and then his cock is twitching, throbbing, warmth painting my insides. I can feel my eyes rolling back in my head in utter bliss.
I'm not given a moment to recover before I'm full again, another one of his friends taking the reins. His cock is different, too, thinner than the last but much longer. It hits me so deep, I swear I can feel it in my womb. I might be screaming if I wasn't still impaled on my boyfriend's cock, too. Someone untangles my hand from where it's clenched in his jeans and places it on yet another hard dick - his third friend. I'm surrounded by men, full of men, and I've never felt so fulfilled in my life.
The new cock fucks me slow and deep. I can feel every ridge, the fat head rubbing me inside just right. The change in pace is welcome to my still pulsing cunt. Fuck, am I already going to cum again?
He fucks me through my writhing orgasm, my boyfriend pulling me off him to moan helplessly against his balls.
"You're being such a good girl for us, baby. You were always meant to be a cocksleeve, weren't you?" He says sweetly. I just look up at him blearily and nod, taking him back down my throat like it's the most natural thing in the world. He's grinning smugly down at me, and I can't even imagine the expressions of his friends. Was this always his plan?
The cock inside me spasms when he cums, pushing in deep and rough with a near-roar that makes me shiver. I can feel their combined seed dripping down my thighs, too much for my body to contain. And then my hand is empty, and a third cock pushes into me with absolutely no resistance.
It goes on like this for hours, the four of them using my mouth and cunt until I'm a cum-soaked mess. All I can think, in the end, is thank God I'm already pregnant.
helping you get books when youāre too little to reach, recommending more and more inappropriate books to corrupt your little brain, sitting you on his lap and letting his hands wander while he reads to you
until your teasing gets to be too much n he rapes you in the study room >~<
Sue could feel the change happen the second Bob's prick began to twitch and spasm inside her slick, hungry pussy. It was something irrevocable and biological, a transformation that spread all the way up her nervous system like a wildfire until it reached her brain and her every neuron and synapse rewired itself with the conviction that Bob was herā¦ her everything. All the associations she'd ever made in her life with comfort and safety and authority and love and even fucking religion arranged themselves into a new network with Bob at its center, making him her lover and her owner and her protector and her god. When he placed a possessive hand on the small of her back, Sue couldn't help whimpering in delight.
"It's okay," Bob murmured soothingly, his voice still a tiny bit rough from the exertion of their sex. "It's okay, Sue, this doesn't mean we've stopped being friends. It just means there are certain changes to the dynamic of our friendship, that's all. Now that you've accepted my semen, you're never going to want to disobey with me, or even disagree with me, ever again, and that's just going to be something you and I will need to be aware of. But it doesn't mean you can't live a happy and fulfilling life outside ofā¦ thisā¦ so long as you know I approve of whatever you're doing." Sue remained crouched on all fours, her mind still reeling under the onslaught of all these new concepts and beliefs. He hadn't even fully pulled out of her yet, and her cunt clenched around the head of his cock in a desperate attempt to hold onto him.
"I'm going to be your Master, of course," Bob continued, his hand stroking her back like she was a new pet getting used to her forever home. "That's just an inevitable part of the spell, something you've already accepted even if you don't know it yet, and you're going to find that the greatest pleasure in the world is obeying me and making me happy. You're making me happy right now, Sue, just by giving in to your new self," and the end of his sentence was almost totally lost in the spasm of orgasmic pleasure that shook Sue's whole body into trembling ecstasy. But she still listened, because every word out of Bob's mouth was the most important thing she'd ever heard and she was physically incapable of tuning him out now.
"And naturally, you won't be my only new slave," Bob added, and just hearing herself described like that made Sue's eyes glaze over in helpless pleasure. "The potency the spell gave me will never fade, and any woman I want to fuck will want to fuck me in return just as you did." Sue could remember that intense, overpowering lust settling onto her mind like a weighted blanket, pinning her down with the force of it until she had no choice but to get naked on all fours and beg for him to use her cunt. She envied any woman experiencing that for the very first time. "I won't spend my seed in all of them, but the ones I do will be mine forever just like you and you're going to welcome them into my service, aren't you?" Sue's rewired brain was still struggling to rediscover speech, but she was able to give a soft, whimpering moan of agreement. It stiffened Bob's cock again, and Sue sank back onto his shaft with a grateful sigh as she prepared to reenact the moment she became his obedient toy.
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Rika stared at her phone in open disbelief. The image filled nearly the entire screen.
It was explicit, and undeniably provocative, the sort of profanity post she'd normally dismiss with a sigh before muting whoever had shared it.
Only this time, the sender wasn't a random account.
It was Akira.
Rika frowned.
Of all the people she knew, Akira had always been the last person she'd expect to send something like this. Beneath the image, message after message waited.
> Isn't the size incredible?
> The girth is amazing.
> I wish I could just suckle on it forever.
> The more I look at it, the more I need it.
Rika blinked. She reread the messages.
Then read them a third time. The words didn't fit the friend she knew. Akira had never spoken like this.
She used to roll her eyes at anything that resembled pornographic displays. Rika remembered the last time she had watched an explicit scene in a movie. Her cheeks had flared bright red.
And now she was sending this? This image of an obviously large and well-endowed cock? And her own thoughts about what she wanted to do with it? What she wished she could do?
Rika shook her head, trying to clear it. Her gaze strayed to the picture again, lingering on it, drawn almost involuntarily by something. She shivered. There was something -- enticing about the way it stood up like that, thick and hard. She wondered if Akira really was sucking on that, and what it might feel like.
She blushed furiously at the thought. Where had that come from?
Rika took a deep breath. This was too much. Something wasn't right. She wasn't interested in men that way. Yet this massive phallus drew her in, her eyes roaming over its length and girth.
The words beneath the picture echoed in her mind, each syllable resonating with an unexpected power. 'I wish I could just suckle on it forever'. Forever. Was that the key? Would it be a forever sort of thing?
She swallowed hard and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before forcing herself to look again.
Rika's gaze flickered back down to her phone. She knew she should have looked away, should have closed it, yet somehow she couldn't make herself do it. Her fingers trembled as she typed her reply. She had to respond, had to ask Akira what was going on. What had made her so obsessed with the picture?
Her thumbs moved almost of their own accord. The words appeared on the screen.
> What do you mean forever? What are you doing? This is so not like you.
Rika waited, her heartbeat quickening as the minutes stretched by without an answer.
Then, suddenly, the screen flickered, and another image appeared. It was the same massive throbbing cock from the first image, only this time it seemed even larger and more intimidating.
Rika gasped softly, her eyes widening involuntarily.
Beneath the image, a new message appeared.
> Just keep looking, just a little longer.
Rika bit her lip, her brow furrowing in concern. Something was definitely off. This was unlike any conversation she'd had with her friend before.
She glanced down again and noticed a new message below the second image.
> Look at how thick and strong it is.
> It's like an unyielding tower of pure masculinity.
> Just staring at it fills my body with an inexplicable need.
> My lips ache to touch it.
> To taste it.
> To feel its warmth against my tongue.
Rika swallowed thickly, a flush creeping across her face as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Why was Akira sending her these pictures? Why was she talking like that? She shook her head, trying to clear it. The words seemed to echo in her mind, growing louder and more insistent.
> To take its full length into my mouth.
> To let its thickness press against my lips and fill my throat until I'm completely, utterly, blissfully overwhelmed with its sheer size.
Rika shivered at the sudden mental image, unbidden and intrusive, of the massive white cock stretching her own lips wide.
A strange mix of revulsion and anticipation filled her veins. The words continued to flow across the screen, their cadence and rhythm hypnotic in its intensity. Rika couldn't help but imagine herself in Akira's place, her mouth watering and her breathing shallow.
Another image flashed across the screen. This time the huge cock glistened, wet with saliva.
The sight sent a shiver down Rika's spine. She had to close the phone. This was too much.
Her fingers hovered over the power button, but before she could press it, a new message popped up.
> Cock is the best thing for slutty bunnies. Just look a bit longer, just a little longer. Keep staring, and it will become everything you ever wanted.
> You want cock. It will be your everything.
> You'll never have enough of cock. It's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.
> The best part is that once you start thinking about cock, you will never stop. Your body will crave it. You'll do anything for it. You'll become a complete slut for cock.
Rika felt a drop of drool fall from her chin. The churning aversion for male genitals gave way for a shivering desire. She didn't like men. She didn't want them inside her, but right now her whole mind and soul felt pulled towards this image, towards the thought of having a cock inside her mouth, down her throat. Her body felt hot, flushed with an unfamiliar sensation.
The idea of becoming a 'slut for cock', as the messages described it, made her body shiver with an unexpected arousal.
Rika closed her eyes and tried to focus on her breath, trying to calm her racing heart. But even her mind conjured only one picture. Cock.
It wasn't just that the image in front of her was all she could see, but that her mind felt as if it was narrowing down to a single point. She could no longer think about anything but the thick and strong cock.
She bit her lower lip and whimpered softly.
What would it taste like? How far down her throat would she be able to take it? She had no idea, and yet her thoughts circled endlessly around those same questions.
Rika opened her eyes and stared at a new image.
It showed a woman on her knees, her head bobbing up and down on a giant cock. Rika couldn't tear her gaze away from the way the woman's lips stretched around its thickness. Heat melted her core at the idea of doing that herself, feeling a massive cock pushing against her tongue, filling her throat. Her lips tingled and she felt her own saliva gathering in her mouth as she imagined what it would feel like to lick a massive, beautiful cock.
Her eyes lingered on the image, her mind racing. It was as if the picture was seared into her consciousness, and she could no longer ignore its presence. It called out to her, whispering promises of pleasure and ecstasy.
> Just look a little longer
Another message appeared.
> Just a little longer and cock will be all you think about. You won't be able to stop thinking about cock.
Rika whimpered and her fingers shook.
> Just look a little longer. Keep staring at these images of cocks and let your thoughts be filled with the idea of having one in your mouth, in your body.
Rika closed her eyes again and shook her head, but it was too late. Between her legs she imagined something hard pressing into her. The feeling made her shudder, a warmth spreading through her lower belly. The messages kept coming, one after another, each one more provocative and suggestive.
> Just a bit longer, a bit longer and it will be your entire life. All you need to do is look a bit longer. Look how strong it is, how big, how long.
> Imagine the weight and taste.
> Imagine the feeling of it down your throat, its size overwhelming your mouth and making your whole being feel fulfilled in a way nothing else can.
> Let the cock fuck your mouth, your cunt, your butt. And your mind.
Rika stared at the image and shuddered. She couldn't deny the heat building within her as her mind filled with images of taking that thick cock into her mouth, of feeling its weight pressing against her lips. It felt so wrong and so right all at once. Her fingers twitched, aching to reach out and trace along the screen, to feel the length of it under her touch.
Rika closed her eyes once more, but even with them closed, the image lingered behind her eyelids. The more she thought about it, the more the heat inside her grew. She felt a part of herself melting. Her eyes snapped open, fixated once more on the screen.
> I'm a slut for cock.
Her fingers danced on the screen, and typed that one truth, over and over. Every word became another stroke on her clit. Another thrust into her cunt. Rika groaned softly and bit down harder on her lip as she typed faster.
> Cock feels so good. Cock makes me feel so good. I'm a slut for cock. I love the way it stretches me, fills me, takes me, fucks me.
Rika gasped, feeling as though she had reached the pinnacle of arousal. She imagined a massive cock penetrating her, thrusting into her over and over until she couldn't stand it any longer.
Akira only sent her an address as an answer.
Rika stood on shaky legs, feeling the need between her legs. She stumbled towards the exit.
The walk was a haze, her body on fire. The image of the cock was all she could think of, its size, its taste, and its warmth. She walked through the night, the neon lights illuminating the way.
Rika arrived at a nondescript door in the back of an alley. Her legs trembled with excitement, and her breath caught in her throat as she reached for the door handle.
It wasn't locked, and the door swung open with ease.
Inside, a dimly lit room awaited her, its walls painted a deep crimson. Hastily she walked through the small hallway. The sound of her shoes echoed off the walls as she made her way deeper into the building.
At the end of the corridor was a large, ornate double door. It seemed out of place in the otherwise unassuming space. She reached out a hand and pushed it open, revealing a lavish room. It was like something out of a bad porn. The room had plush carpeting, and a bed with a velvet comforter.
The bed was surrounded by pillows and blankets, all in deep red and black. On one side of the bed, there was a small table with an assortment of toys. There was a dildo, a vibrator, a bottle of lubricant, a ball gag, a pair of handcuffs and a small leather paddle.
In the middle of the room stood a woman in a leather bodice, fishnets and high heels. The woman was a pale beauty, with long black curls and thick eyeliner around her piercing blue eyes. Akira.
A shiver ran through her body as she stepped closer. Her heart pounded in her chest, her skin tingling with anticipation. Akira looked her over, a sly smile on her face. Rika couldn't help but blush. She could tell that her clothes were dishevelled, her face flushed from her arousal.
Akira stepped forward and took Rika's hand, guiding her towards the bed.
Rika felt as if she was in a dream. She sat on the bed, the velvet comforter soft and inviting.
"It's so good you came here, Rika. Master just loves to teach dumb sluts what they really want," Akira whispered in Rika's ears, sending a wave of pleasure down her body.
"Who's the Master?" Rika whispered back, feeling as if her throat had closed up. The thought of a man having his way with her made her whole body flush. The feeling between her legs grew even more urgent.
"You'll find out." Akira laughed and pulled Rika's shirt over her head, revealing her breasts. Her nipples were already erect, straining against the fabric of her bra.
Rika felt exposed and vulnerable as Akira undressed her. Each lost layer of clothes made her feel less like a person and more like a doll. She felt as if she was being stripped of her dignity and her identity. Each discarded piece of clothing was a symbol of the person she had been, the person she had thought she was.
Rika felt as if her identity, her very self was slipping away. She was becoming someone new, a slut, a fuck toy. Akira's touch was firm and sure, guiding Rika to stand, then turn around and bend over. Her breasts hung down heavily, and her nipples rubbed against the velvet comforter, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Rika felt exposed and vulnerable as Akira spread her legs.
"Are you ready for master's cock," Akira's voice was husky with arousal.
Rika's cunt clenched in response. She was desperate for a massive cock, the one that had filled her mind since Akira first sent her that picture. Akira's hands were warm and soft, her touch firm and confident. Her fingers caressed Rika's skin, sending shivers down her spine. "Please," she whimpered, her voice trembling with desire.
Akira chuckled and moved behind her. She grabbed Rika's hips, pushing her ass up in the air.
"That's right. All women are nothing but master's willing holes. Our desires and preferences are his to shape. Tell me, Rika, when you think about cock, what do you imagine?" Akira's words were low and teasing, her voice sending shivers of pleasure down Rika's body.
Rika couldn't speak, she could only moan as her body ached for the cock she so desperately craved.
"Tell me," Akira commanded, her fingers tracing circles on Rika's skin.
"I want it inside me," Rika finally whispered, her body shaking with desire. "I want a huge cock stretching me wide, filling me up completely until there's no room for anything else."
"And was it always like that? Tell me what you thought yesterday about cock," Akira teased.
"I-I didn't like men," Rika confessed, feeling ashamed.
"What did you think about cock yesterday?"
Rika blushed as she thought back to her previous life, when the thought of men and their dicks repulsed her. "I thought cocks were ugly and disgusting," she whispered.
Akira chuckled, her fingers trailing over the soft skin of Rika's ass, sending a wave of heat coursing through her body.
"And now you can't stop thinking about them," Akira said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, cock sound like the best thing ever. Isn't that right?" she asked, her fingers dipping lower to brush against the wetness of Rika's cunt.
"Yes, I want a big, fat cock stretching me wide. It's the only thing that can satisfy me now," Rika admitted, her face burning with embarrassment and desire. She felt like a puppet on strings, dancing to the tune that Akira was playing.
"You're not the only one. We've both been programmed to crave it, to love it," Akira murmured, her fingers dipping into Rika's wetness and spreading her apart, causing Rika to whimper with pleasure. "Master has claimed us. Babe, sorry, but my cunt is now exclusive for him. I knew you had a crush on me. But that doesn't matter anymore. Does it?" she added with a laugh.
"No," Rika gasped as Akira's finger slid into her wet hole. She felt a shiver of pleasure ripple through her body. "I just need to be fucked. Hard. I want a big cock pounding into me, filling me up, making me scream," Rika moaned as Akira's finger thrust inside her, stroking her walls.
Akira chuckled, her finger pumping in and out of Rika's dripping cunt, the wet sounds filling the room. "I'm glad to hear it."
Rike heard the doors open.
"I see you started to get her ready for me, Aki-Slut," a voice said. It sounded low and deep, sending another shiver of arousal down Rika's spine.
Akira's fingers slipped out of her cunt, leaving Rika feeling empty and desperate for more. She felt her cunt clench around nothing as she was left wanting.
"Yes, Master. Your new slave is a horny, eager little bunny," Akira purred.
"Not yet. She's definitely desperate. But she needs the bunny fucked into her. Don't want her brain to figure out how to resist," he answered.
His words made Rika's heart beat faster, her pulse pounding in her ears. She was so aroused that she could barely think, her mind clouded with desire.
Akira moaned. She pressed her body into Rika, pinning her to the bed.
"Oh, yes Master, please fuck your little bunny slut hard," she purred in Rika's ear. Her words sent a shiver of anticipation through Rika's body.
The Master chuckled and stepped closer to the two of them, his presence looming over them like a shadow. He placed a large, warm hand on Rika's behind. She whimpered in response, her hips pushing back against him as if on instinct.
He caressed her ass gently, and Rika's breath hitched in anticipation. She could feel the heat radiating off his hand as he kneaded her ass. His touch felt like fire against her skin, igniting a deep need inside her.
"Let's start," he said softly, and then he slapped Rika's behind, his large hand connecting with her bare skin with a satisfying smack. Rika moaned at the sharp pain and pleasure that shot through her.
"Are you ready, my little slut?" the Master asked, his voice low and deep, dripping with desire.
"Please fuck me," Rika whispered in a voice that she didn't recognise. The pain from his hand mixing with the heat inside her cunt made her feel like a complete whore.
The Master laughed at her desperation. "That's right. Take it all in. I want that cunt to massage my cock," he said.
She felt his massive, hot cockhead pressed against her slit and moaned as he rubbed against her wetness. "Please fuck me, Master," she pleaded, her body trembling with need. He chuckled, his hands gripping her hips as he pushed forward, slowly sinking his thick shaft into her tight hole. She groaned as his cock stretched her walls, filling her completely. The feeling was overwhelming, a mixture of pleasure and pain that made her toes curl.
"That's a good bunny slut, Riri. So dumb, you didn't even know how much you loved to be fucked by cock. Riri never was smart. Isn't that right, my bunny slut," the Master taunted, his voice a low rumble. Rika moaned in response, unable to form coherent words. Her mind was overwhelmed with the sensations of being filled so completely, her pussy clenching around his massive shaft.
"Fuck yes, Riri, squeeze that cunt around my cock. I'm gonna pound your little hole so hard and deep that your dumb little mind won't think about anything other than being a complete cock whore." His words sent a shiver of desire through her body and her cunt spasmed around his thick cock.
Akira moaned into Rika's ear. "That's it Riri. No more Rika. You are Master's bunny slut Riri. Just like I am his Aki-Slut," she said, and Rika could hear the pleasure and desire in her friend's voice. It was so wrong and so good, and Rika's mind was a haze of lust. She couldn't think of anything but the cock that was filling her and the words of her Master and Aki-Slut. Her body trembled with anticipation and she pushed her hips back against the Master's, desperate for more.
"Good little slut, take all of me inside you. Your body knows that it's just a cocksleeve. Riri is a fuck bunny. Dumb. Giggling. And always wet for cock." His cock felt so huge inside her. Riri whimpered and pushed her hips back against his, taking him even deeper inside her. His hands were rough and strong on her body, his cock throbbing inside her. She could hear the wet sound of her cunt sucking him in, and she could feel the pleasure building inside her, threatening to take over completely.
The Master's cock thrust in and out of Riri's dripping pussy, his shaft sliding against her wet walls and stretching her tight. Riri's eyes were squeezed shut as she concentrated on the sensation of being fucked, the sound of flesh against flesh filling the room, her moans echoing in her ears as her Master took her.
"Aki-Slut, tell Riri how much you enjoy sucking cock." His voice was a low growl as he continued to fuck Riri, his hips slamming into her with a punishing rhythm.
Aki-Slut's voice was a purr in Riri's ear, her breath hot on her skin. "Oh Riri, sucking cock is the best thing in the world. Feeling its hard length sliding past your lips, the weight of it on your tongue, the salty taste of precum. It's heaven. And when cum floods your mouth, it's like drinking liquid pleasure. I can't get enough of it."
Her words sent a jolt of desire through Riri's body, her pussy clenching around the Master's thick cock as she imagined sucking on it. Her mind filled with images of herself on her knees, her mouth stretched wide around a throbbing shaft as she took it deep into her throat, her eyes watering as she struggled to take it all in. The thought of it made her moan, her hips pushing back against her Master as she tried to get more of his thick cock inside her.
"That's right Riri, just imagine your dumb mouth sucking on cock. You want to suck on cock, don't you? You want to feel a throbbing dick in your mouth, don't you?" her Master's voice was low and deep, his words sending shivers through her body as she continued to push back against him, her pussy squeezing around his cock.
"Yes, Master," she gasped, her voice breathless and needy. "I want to suck on cock, please."
"Oh yes, please Master, please let me watch," Aki-Slut pleaded. "Aki-Slut needs to watch. It makes her so wet and desperate and forget all about, um, you know Master."
Riri moaned at the thought of being on her knees in front of the Master, her mouth stretched wide around his cock while her friend watched. She could almost taste it on her tongue, feel the weight of it against her lips. The thought made her pussy spasm with pleasure as her Master continued to fuck her, his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat.
"Of course. Aki-Slut is only following her programming. Can't deny you the purpose I fucked into you," he said, his voice a low growl as he continued to take Riri. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he fucked her hard and fast. Riri could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock as she teetered on the edge of release. Just a few more strokes and she'd be there, she knew. She was so close.
"Riri, listen now. I can feel how close you are. Riri, you are a bunny slut. Dumb. Giggly. And always ready to breed. You need your holes filled all the time. If not by me, you go out and fuck for money," her Master said.
The Master's words were like a jolt of electricity to Riri's body. The idea of being a slut, of being a whore for cock, sent a shudder of pleasure through her. The thought of selling her body, of having her pussy, ass, and mouth filled with cock after cock after cock was like a drug. She could feel the wetness seeping out of her, could feel the tightness in her belly as she imagined the endless line of men waiting to fuck her. She'd be nothing more than a hole for them to use, a warm, willing fuck toy for them to use as they pleased.
The Master continued, his voice a deep, throaty growl that seemed to resonate inside Riri's chest. "That's right. You will only wear the sluttiest bunny outfits. Short skirts and low-cut tops that show off your tits. Your makeup will be thick and trashy, your hair dyed a ridiculous colour and styled like a slut. You'll parade yourself around the city, looking for men who want to buy a good time." Riri moaned as the image took shape in her mind. She could see herself strutting down the street, her short skirt hiked up to show off her ass, her tits nearly spilling out of her top. She'd look like a whore, like a slut for hire.
"And each time you fuck, you forget more and more who Rika was. And forgetting feels wonderful. It's a drug. You can't get enough of forgetting about your past, of losing your mind in the pleasure of being a dumb, horny bunny," her Master said. Riri moaned and pushed her hips back against the Master, trying to get more of his thick, hard cock inside her. She could feel the tightness in her belly building, her orgasm so close she could almost taste it.
"Now cum, Riri. Let's seal the deal," he said, his voice low and rough. His hand came down hard on her ass, the sharp pain sending a jolt of pleasure through her. Riri's pussy clenched around him as her orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing over her with a force that took her breath away. Her whole body shuddered and twitched as the pleasure rippled through her, her mind filled with the image of her future as a dumb bunny whore.
daughter who's never known the love of a true home and a loving family x dad who dotes on its little girl and makes sure to raise its kid correctly.
...which means showing her all the affection and attention she never got. even if it's not exactly age appropriate. even if some adults might disapprove. what do they know? they don't know what a formerly neglected little girl needs. but daddy does.
āYour dyke cunt is so wet for me.ā says the man that was flirting with you at the bar a few hours ago and somehow convinced you to go back to his place.
Your legs are all shaky even before heās ruined your pussy and he pushes your thighs open to slip his hand between them, fingers sliding through wet folds. You let him touch you, you let him rub his tip over your needy cunt
Iām a lesbian. Iām a lesbian. Iām a lesbian.
But no matter how much you repeat those words over and over in your head. You clench around his him and cream on his thick cock.
āI love dick! I love dick! I love dick!ā thatās better.
The words slip out of your lips so easily, chanted like a prayer as he continued fucking your sloppy pussy.
older brother that catches you stealing alcohol from his room so he talks you into drinking with him instead, pouring you drinks after drink, getting you more and more drunk until you're dizzy and the room starts to spin. right when you're too drunk to fight back he moves closer, pulling you in his lap, hands groping you possessively ā squeezing your tits, sliding between your legs.
"im sorry kid but big brother has to teach you what happens if you go out and get drunk like this. it's for your own good"
his tongue is in your mouth before you can even protest, and you feel yourself getting wet thinking about big brother's cock. you hesitate for a bit but you're too drunk to think straight so you just let it happen.
you start to fade, mind going fuzzy, only to be jolted back to reality when he thrusts inside you roughly. you can't help but get tighter around big brother's cock, getting more and more turned on as he fucks you while you're drunk and helpless.
