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man this is so bad but I like it? I have slept zero hours and I’m very tired so this is what my hand spews up I guess, little sad me wanting my space bink!
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I have just discovered that contact lenses can be used to render someone completely and temporarily blind. I love the concept;
They can’t be yanked away or come loose like a blindfold. They dont cover up the face of a pretty little thing and gosh darn it do they not look intriguing. Talk about control. You could bring your girl out on the town and pretend she’s blind. Maybe leave her to stumble around in darkness until she panics. You could put handcuff on her and let her try to get around the house blind for a day like a punishment. You could put them in and let her service a number of men without her ever knowing who they were. Here is a video of a girl, wearing them, being used. Sold here, here and here. All that I am lacking now is a girl obedient enough to accept me controlling even her sight.
This, where can I get some
Wow!
I have always had a fantasy that I get too drunk and pass out at my bfs house and then wake up to what I think is my boyfriend slowly push his hard dick in my little sleeping pussy then I realize it is his dad laying next to me pushing himself inside my tight little hole. I am scared so I pretend to still be asleep as he pushes deeper and deeper into my little teenage pussy until he is as deep as he can go and then starts slowly pulling out then back in stretching my pussy open bigger than it has ever been before and it hurts but St the same time it is making me wet and so I stay still and limp and let him keep burying himself in my passed out pussy. He starts going faster and harder not knowing how drunk I got and if I will wake up or not it gets to where he is now on top of me skirt pushed up panties wrapped around my butcheek and he is pounding his dick in me so hard and deep I’m a little scared he will break me.
Then he stops and pulls his big dick out of my now wet and streached open pussy and puts the head of his dick against my tiny little asshole that has only ever had one finger inside her and that had to be worked in with lube. His dick is already soaked from my pussy so he starts to push but my ass is not giving up her virginity that easy and he is having a hard time getting even the tip of his dick in my stubborn ass so he leans down and spreads my ass apart and spits on my little hole then grabs his already hard cock and squeezes it hard making it Even bigger and harder and pushes himself hard against my asshole until his big dick forces her to stretch open around his big dick making me almost cry out in pain but since he had my face pushed into a pillow I just bit the pillow and stayed limp while he took my anal virginity by force with his son/my boyfriend sleeping in the room right next to us.
He pushed hard and got himself all the way up my ass, I had never felt anything like it before it hurt and felt like he would break me in two but it also really turned me on and as his long slow thrusts turned into hard and fast pounding of my once virgin ass I couldn’t help myself and came so fucking hard while he hate fucked my little teenage body until finally he pulled his dick out of my now gaping asshole and pushed his dick down my throat all the way and started to cum deep in my throat.
I could feel my throat stretching as his dick pulsed and shot load after load down my throat. Now that he had raped me in all my helpless sleeping holes he shook the Halstead drops of cum in my open mouth and gently slid my panties back over my pussy and out my dress down again and climbed off me leaving me with a gaping pussy and ass and a stomach full of of his 60yo cum. The next time I stay there I am going to not wear underwear and maybe I will get lucky and he will bring a friend and they will both violate my tight little body and leave me me gaping and dripping with their cum like the good little fuck toy I learned I was that night.
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Why isn’t saying no enough?
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Omg a penis for an avatar! I'm already so in love with him, I want to put that beautiful phallus inside me!
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At midnight on her 18th birthday, Katelynn was stripped, tied, and gagged. Strips of her torn shirt were used as the ropes and dug sharply into her young skin while pain lanced through her entire body as Mr. Giles, her neighbor, began slamming his cock up her virgin asshole.
It was a pretty standard 18th birthday celebration. By the end of the day at least fifty men would have slammed their cocks up her ass and cum either up her ass, on her young body, or into her mouth. She just hoped her young, tight, fresh holes would be pleasing to them and that at least a few of them would be back to help her celebrate her 19th birthday.
Honestly dont u think if a woman acts like a slut at parties and shows up without any panties on and shows her tits all night shes asking for it? I get it if a woman is walking down the street minding her own business and is raped, but wut about the bitches who bring it on themselves? How can u expect to tease dudes all night and then think u get to play miss innocent and say no at the end of the night.
Let’s get this straight: women don’t owe men a god damned thing and you aren’t entitled to shit. That’s a general “you” and a general “women”. Or: no woman owes anyone anything. She doesn’t have to talk to you, take your “compliment”, or acknowledge your existence if she doesn’t want to. She doesn’t need your permission for jack shit and she certainly is under no obligation to entertain or sexually service you. A woman is not a thing that exists to amuse men; she’s not a vending machine into which you put attention or money or compliments or gifts and then expect to get something in kind.
If she gives you her time, it’s because she chooses to give you her time. If she has sex with you, it’s because she chooses to have sex with you. If she chooses not to do those things, you get none of those things. It’s that simple. It doesn’t mean you harass her repeatedly afterward, it doesn’t mean you start calling her names, it doesn’t mean you spread vicious rumors, it doesn’t mean you threaten her, it means you move on like a goddamn adult who got told no. We’ve all been told “no” since we were in kindergarten. Deal with it.
There is no “bringing it on themselves”. There is nothing a woman can do to cause someone to assault and rape them. Rape happens because someone makes a decision to rape and carries it though. It’s active and deliberate. There is no “passive rape”, and there is no “passively causing rape”. If someone commits rape, it is because they choose to do so, translate that decision into action, and then deliberately continue doing so. There is nobody who brought it on themselves. There are only people who chose to rape.
Any sexual activity without consent, which includes inability to give consent such as being underage or severely intoxicated, is rape. There is no “implied consent”. It doesn’t matter what she’s wearing or not wearing. It doesn’t matter if she’s showing her tits. It doesn’t matter how many drinks you’ve bought her. It doesn’t matter how flirty or sexual she was, it sure as fuck doesn’t matter how much you want it. Once she says no, that’s it. If she doesn’t say yes, treat it like her saying no: assume no until told yes. Because again, there is no implied consent. Consent should be straightforward and unambiguous.
The only time a woman is “asking for it” is when she’s literally asking for it. So keep it in your pants until she does.
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I’m a grade 12 in high school who just happens to wear a K-cup bra. I live a fairly normal high school existence, except for the fact that my bust size often gets me in trouble with teachers, especially female teachers. Now, my school has a uniform that involves a blouse. Being a busty person, I need to undo three buttons in order to have it fit right without it being undone to below my breasts. Even then, it’s a bit of a stretch. There is literally no way to disguise my breasts. Even when I’ve bound them for crossplay, they still look like really large pectoral muscles. I’m also really confident with my body, so I don’t see why I should have to hide what my body looks like at school. So you can imagine how angry it makes me when a teacher pulls me aside and whispers “you need to do your top up,” as if my life depended on it. “You know what? You need to mind your own business,” is what I want to say. Most of my bras don’t push my breasts together that much, anyway, so most of the time, you’ll see my sternum before any cleavage. If you’re so offended by a bone that protects the heart or a whopping whole inch of two bags of fat on either side of it, then I suggest you get a life. The way the neckline of my blouse is cut also covers the centre of my bra (most of the time), and I have to either spread it apart (like in the picture), sit or kneel below someone, or lean forward for anyone to actually see it. Now, notice the little white bow right at the top of the bra’s centre in the picture. Most bras have some little ornamentation there, like a bow or a crystal. I think that’s there in case the bra accidentally peeks out from a shirt or dress; to make it look pretty as opposed to something with a purely industrial purpose. It almost glorifies the sternum and the rest of the bra, which is how I think every inch of someone’s body should be treated. Bras don’t see anything offensive about a bone that shields the heart. Bras are smarter than people.
One of my cousins hit puberty in the second grade.
She had an hourglass figure by the time she entered middle school.
Her first boyfriend thought she was just a bigger girl until the first time they went swimming together, because she’d gotten into the habit of wearing huge sweaters- even in the middle of summer, which can get hot enough to warrant heatstroke warnings- to try to disguise her chest.
This is because everywhere she turned, she was painted as a deviant, sexually promiscuous and attention-seeking youth. She started babysitting for a family friend when she was twelve, and grown women stared in open disapproval when she took the little boy out in his stroller for some fresh air. Men started catcalling at her and approaching her on the street when she was barely thirteen. Teachers looked down on her despite her uniformly excellent grades. Parents of friends immediately pointed to her as a bad influence when things went wrong, despite her immaculate record of just generally being a sensible sort of girl. She had very few female friends, and most of her high school peers assumed that she was sexually involved with most, if not all, of her many male friends. She never was.
This needs to stop.
This isn’t a fanservice video game where you get to choose cup size and bounciness before you start a round. This is real life. Unless she resorts to surgery, the amount of tissue a girl carries on her chest is completely outside of her control, and has nothing to do with her personality, abilities, or achievements.
Stop demonizing breasts. They’re just breasts.
From the barest bump to the cup that runneth over, a breast is a breast, and it should never be an object of shame.
She who carries the chest in question wasn’t doing anything shameful.
But if you feel the need to shame her, you were.
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I think one of the things that pisses me off the most is that boobs aren’t even sexual organs. Their only purpose is feeding babies. They are basically the human versions of udders.
I used to be the same way. I hit puberty in the 4th grade and by the time I was in high school I was wearing a D-cup, and unwanted attention from guys way way too old for me got me into a habit of wearing baggy sweatshirts and baggy jeans, and one Christmas I had to dress up and wore a tight-fitting black shirt and when my friends came over they marvelled at the fact that I was thin. I had no idea how much I’d been trying to hide my figure.
Same here, I ususally wear clothes that are loose and not low cut because I hate the unwanted attention I get for having two sacks of fat on my chest that are larger than average. They started growing a lot when I was about 13 and the things people would say meant I’ve always been self-conscious of my boobs, and try and hide them as best as I can. At prom, I wore a dress that was fitted on the top and my friends were like “I didn’t even realise how big your boobs were until now”. Urgh I hate it so so much, most people don’t understand it.