[phoenix-corvid]

a week ago my Owner raped my ass. well, ‘rape’ in the same way that slaughtering a lamb is murder. i was the one who meekly walked to the bed and laid myself out, told her what my safeword was when she asked. it was almost sweet, if not for the toy it dropped on me. when the knotted cock slapped against my back with a thud. i tensed.

“dad, that’s not. you’re not…” every time she made me take the knot, i ended up crying, feeling like my cunt was being torn open. there was no way my ass would be able to take it. i let out a relieved sigh when she started working it into my cunt. taking that toy was the easy part. i liked having that hole fucked, like having it stretched, liked the way my Owner could coach me through the intense pain and pressure until i was relaxed and the thick knot was stuffing me full. it always knew how to make me feel good.

and then: a click. i felt the cold drip of lube on my ass. don’t say i never did anything for you, she muttered, and then its fingers started probing my hole.

i immediately went rigid. “daddy, hold on”

but she didn’t. she worked a finger into me and tears sprang to my eyes instantly. i was scrunching my face up and kicking just my feet back, too afraid to move the rest of my torso. i didn’t want it inside me. not there. i looked up and let it see that i was crying.

it thrust the finger deeper. even more intrusion. my chest tightened with fear. tell me, does it hurt?

i considered it. “no.”

“does it feel good?”

no consideration, this time: “no.” i tried to catch my breath and orient to the feeling of her finger dragging in and out of me. “it—it. it feels wrong.”

that moment of honesty is what i keep going back to. my cunt full of the knot, my ass stretched by just one finger. the thrusting was the worst part. i had used plugs before, but they were static, a general sense of pleasant fullness. the movement made me hyper-aware of where it was touching me. where i was letting it touch me. a week ago my Owner raped my ass. i told her that it didn’t feel good, told her to hold on, told her to “nonnononono stop moving just give me a second please” when a second finger probed into me. and it didn’t listen. and i can’t stop thinking about it.

i was crying actively, disgusted with myself for holding still, trying to find any way to make what was happening bearable. the knot felt good, still filling me up and pressing on all my sensitive spots. but i couldn’t ldnt focus on that pleasure, the unpleasantness of being fingered distracting me, keeping me tense, keeping me focused on the humiliation of lying still and taking it. it still didn’t feel good.

and that’s when she brought the horse cock out. my first instinct was hope. it wouldn’t fit, right? it couldn’t. and then, with a scream from me, it did, the first inch or so sliding into me with only a bit of resistance. my body was opening up for it, whether i wanted it to or not.

tell me it feels good. i don’t care what you think.

“it feels good, Sir,” I gritted out, clawing at the bedsheets.

good. now, keep telling me. i’ll stop when i finally believe it. and then it started thrusting, both cocks sliding in and out of me. the wet pop of the knot and the flare of the horse cock and the unbearable stretch and fullness had me sobbing from deep within my chest. i felt wretched. i felt broken. i had never been this full. i never would’ve let this happen to me. i was letting this happen to me.

“i like it, daddy. it feels… good…” i tried to lilt my words but the rawness of my voice gave me away.

it didn’t stop. come on, you can do better than that. touch yourself, make it realistic.

i tried to rub my clit in time with the thrusts. it didn’t feel good. it was raping me. it hurt. not in the physical sense, but the mental one. i was so uncomfortable, there was no way i could…

and yet. pleasure, building. the knot was hitting my gspot and the flare of the horse dick would rub against my entrance and my Owner’s breath was hot in my ear and i could hear it muttering, either to itself or to me:

fuck, you take it so easily. its like you were built for this. i can’t believe i waited this long to take you. youd do anything for your dad, wouldn’t you?

“i would!” and that was the truth. “i would daddy, i’d let you do anything, i’d like it just because it’s you. only because it’s you. just please…please…”

and then i was empty, confusingly so. the horse cock was pulled out suddenly, and my hole was left fluttering and empty. distantly, i heard her gasp. god… you’re already gaping. did i ruin you already?her fingers traced over my ass and i gasped. why did I feel so sensitive there?

“the rubbing it… it feels good” i admitted, burying my head back in the bed. its fingers felt so rough and so warm against my sore hole. i rocked myself back, the pressure on the outside feeling like relief.

my Owner cooed, rubbing my ass like it was playing with my clit. first time getting DP’ed and your poor little holes already got used to being filled?

i made some kind of sound. a protest, maybe. but the sound quickly morphed into a sharp gasp when she pulled the knotted dick out too. and then i was well and truly empty, a small part of me struggling to adjust to the sensation. but before i could even exhale it laid one palm on my back and shoved me down against the mattress, pinning me down and—

oh god. it slid in so easy. last time she tried to put it in there i got so tense and cried and cried and squirmed and was convinced no one could overcome the walls my body had up to protect me. but she slid in so easy. one moment i was empty and the next her cock was sliding into me and then it was hilted inside me and it was so so warm, almost searing inside me. or maybe the heat was in my stomach, because with every thrust i felt … hot. waves of pleasure rolled through me. i didn’t understand what i was feeling. just one moment ago i was fighting the urge to tense and now i was… rocking my hips back and moaning. not moaning—having little sounds forced out of me with every thrust.

oh, you sound even girlier now. what, i finally fuck your ass like a boy and that makes you sound like a girl? she laughed, derision creeping into her voice. fucking fakeboy. it must’ve felt me clench down because it laughed again. little fakeboy lesbian likes getting sodomized?

my cheeks burned. i couldn’t stop whimpering, legs starting to shake and tense as my dripping cunt clenched down around nothing. “i love it, daddy!” i could barely recognize my voice. “it feels… good!”

this time, i wasn’t lying. not like my body could lie to her anyway. i had already debased myself, lying there while she abused me. moaning and arching my back to meet it was just one step further. feeling good was just one step further. cumming was just one step further. i heard it laugh, low in my ear, feeling my hole give in and flutter around its dick. and its tongue was on the shell of my ear, tracing it, kissing it, fucking making out with it, and my body was full of electric currents racing up and down and through me and—

it didnt hit me fully, in that moment, how easily it had played my body, drawing pleasure out from violation. it was only afterwards, thinking about how i could feel the moment my body betrayed me, the moment my body started accommodating the sensation instead of running from it. started craving the rape instead of dreading it. my nipples stayed hard the rest of the night. and then the next day, when i was alone, i reached my hands between my legs and started rubbing my ass along with my clit.

still so sensitive. a bit sore, but the pain only kept me wet. i didn’t like when daddy touched me there. i shouldnt have liked when daddy touched me there. i was touching myself like when daddy touched me there. i was liking it. i wanted daddy to touch me there. the thoughts raced through my mind, and i let myself get high on them, on the embarrassment, on the defeat of being raped and liking it. not just that, but conditioning myself to it. thinking about it when i touched myself. i was helpless. it could do anything to me and i would be left breathlessly trying to pick up the pieces, trying to make sense of the pleasure forced into my nerves.

last week my Owner raped my ass, and i haven’t touched myself once without thinking of it.

[cuntgender]

Imagining im in some pet play relationship with this guy for a few months, it’s starting to get more and more intense and I’m not sure how I’m feeling about it. Then one day we go somewhere and I think it’s going to be a scene until I’m tied down and a vet comes out and they start talking about getting me fixed like I’m not even in the room. Calling me “it” at home was hot, but with a stranger? Talking about something I don’t want??

I safeword but they ignore me. Then I start begging to be let go, and the vet suggests they get rid of my vocal cords, excuse some dogs need that in order to be well trained, and that he’ll give my owner 50% off the second procedure if they do both today.

I’m so scared when they paralyze me and numb my neck and face. My vocal cords come out with a few cuts of the scalpel. I watch, dazed, as they pull them from my mouth. “It’s just they were the pussy lips of its mouth cunt,” my owner says, with a laugh.

I won’t need stitches, apparently, just numbing spray every few hours, and wet food for 6 weeks. I can’t even whimper like the mutt that I am, but I feel myself crying, tears streaming down my face as they spread my legs wide. They don’t bother to numb me for this part, I feel every excruciating part while the vet removes my labia, and finally my little clit. Gone forever. They do start stitching my wound for this one, but at some point I realize it’s not just my clit hole they’re sewing up. Careful stitches go in and out of the skin surrounding my fuck hole. Sewed up tight so the only part of my cunt left is my pisshole and the crater where my clit used to be.

“There we go,” my owner says. He strokes my hair while I shake and cry. “Yes, that’s better, isn’t it? Now you can be well trained for me”

I’m never escaping him, I think in a daze. My safeword, which I had clung to even when I had doubts about how he treated me, completely evaporated. And even if I escaped, I could never be— rehomed. Who would want a broken thing like me?

“Thank you, doctor. You know, I was scared I’d have to get it put down eventually because of that incessant barking.”

“Glad to help. And if you ever want any of those more intense procedures we talked about…”

He hummed and looked at me. “His hands and feet do get in the way. And the teeth… but we’ll see. Maybe he’ll turn a new leaf with his training and we won’t need to. But I’ll definitely let you know.”

I get unrestrained and put on the ground, a collar and leash around my neck. “Come on, mutt. Time to go home.”

I couldn’t walk even if I wanted to, from the pain and psychological disorientation I was feeling. I follow him, on my hands and knees, crawling out through the packed waiting room. There are other, actual dogs in there. They are being pet and held.

Maybe if I’m good, I can be loved like a real dog.

[unwillingbutchpup]

i want you to take me to the clinic to get snipped, and while they’re cutting off my clit you have them cut off my labia as well, so my cunt is just a hole for you to play with

[unwillingbutchpup]

when i cry about it, tell me how pretty i’m going to look all smooth for you

[shockspectrum]

knotting you in early labor reassuring you that you still have hours to go before you start pushing so there's plenty of time for it to go down but over time that feeling you clench down and contract on me and hearing you pant and gasp and groan keeps making me get horny and hard again and again and eventually it becomes clear that the knot is not gonna go down in time

[puppytoplaywith-deactivated2025]

How would you feel about accidentally becoming a gloryhole worker?

Searching for a job, and the first person to reach out has little to no information on your actual position, just that the pay is good and it's contracted work. The interview seemed normal except for the fact that any of your questions about your role expectations were expertly dodged.

At orientation you sign your contract and start immediately, you're offered a complimentary glass of water, with others saying you'll need it because the job is quite physical. You drink it without question. Why would you question it?

Going to change into your uniform and realize it's uniquely revealing compared to your past jobs: extremely short and loose gym shorts and a baggy tank top. You feel progressively more drowsy despite having slept a full night beforehand.

You don't remember how you got there or why you're there at first. What you do notice is when you wake up your shorts have been pulled down and your shirt pulled up. The cold air makes your nipples harden as goosebumps spread across your exposed body. For some funny reason, your body is completely stuck with your ass sticking out of a wall on one side, your legs spread and cuffed, and your face and chest sticking out of the other.

To the left and right of you there are other boys and girls all stuck in your same position, some asleep, some grimacing in pain, some with their eyes stuck rolled into the back of their heads.

You feel a cold, wet glob of something slip down your cunt as a stranger's large hands finger it inside of you, with one slipping into your tight ass, and you hear “Toy number #22 is ready to begin his first shift. Go ahead and open the doors for the customers.”

oh i would love that, especially if i couldnt leave or move or do anything until my shift is over, bonus if they dont let me leave and keep me there for days or weeks or forever :3

[ilona-sty]

one of the most fun parts of free use (other than the obvious) is the required cleanup.

you may stick your girldick in a cuntgirl's mouth and make her swallow your cum, but then she just goes back to what she was doing immediately.

pick any cuntgirl you see on the street and you can get her as dirty as you want.

it's most fun to pick someone who's clearly dressed up and on their way to some event. a date or a job interview, for example. pick that one and tell her to stop for a minute.

"don't worry it won't take long, less than a minute even. yeah i can see you're busy but i promise I'll be quick. you don't even have to suck it, just use your hands. you won't ruin your lipstick that way"

she doesn't know you've been edging and almost jerked yourself off to completion right before this, so she doesn't expect it when your dick immediately explodes in her face.

"thanks. just one more thing-", you reassure her as you empty your bladder all over her, starting from her fancy salon hair and ending on her white tights.

"there. all done. good luck!"

less than a minute of your day to completely fuck up her plans, as she has to go back home, wash your waste off, and get ready again. maybe you even made her miss the opportunity of a lifetime. and you won't even remember her cause you do this everyday

[whateverimhthr]

it’s all “free use” and “anytime you want” until he’s genuinely in a bad place and he’s saying he’s not in the mood right now and you’re sliding your hand into his pants and saying but you said anytime i want, you said free use, you said it’s always my call and there’s almost tears in his eyes and he says you know what i meant and you say you said free use

[silver-side]

can’t stop thinking about object insertion, especially accidental/forced/public object insertion.

you’re on a crowded subway and you feel so cute in your skirt that’s just little too short. you feel something cold touch your thigh from behind and flinch, but it’s too crowded to turn around and look. The cool sensation, maybe it’s metal? It’s dragging up your thigh a little higher now, under the hem of your skirt, and oh right, you’re wearing a thong today. There’s nothing stopping whatever this is from being pushed up against your hole.

You can feel your face turning red, feel the shiver in your stomach, but luckily you don’t see anyone paying attention to you. You start to turn your head, maybe you can at least see what’s happeni— the subway jolts hard as it comes to a stop, and it’s inside you, cold and hard and you know you moaned, but hope it got lost in the noise. You can feel it now, although it’s not that deep. The head of a metal water bottle, you think. You clench around it, almost involuntarily, and you’re definitely leaking now.

Are they doing it on purpose? It’s not moving, even as people exit and enter the train around you. You’re not moving either. You kind of want to. The subway starts up again, and with it, the bottle pushes a little deeper, and a little deeper, with the swaying of the train. It’s starting to stretch your hole as it gets wider, put there are passengers packed in on every side and you can’t move. Deeper, and it’s starting to hurt. How big is the bottle? Are they doing it on purpose?

You feel so full now, and it’s heavy, like it’s filled with water. But it’s moving so slow, and you can’t help but clench and buck your hips back a little, fucking yourself on the bottle. The train picks up some speed and suddenly it’s sliding in and out of you, rubbing against your spot with enough force that you can feel yourself getting close. The train is reaching a station again and fuck, you’re amount to cum in the middle of a crowded subway. It screeches to a stop and this time the water bottle slams deep inside of you, too deep, and you’re cumming, whimpering and spasming on the thick, cold metal. A few glances are thrown your way from passengers, but you’re too hazy from the pleasure to notice anything but the cum dripping down your thighs and the humiliation of what’s happening.

What was your stop again? More people are filing in and it’s too late to move or pull away. The bottle is still in you, still stretching and stuffing you. You don’t even know if its owner is still behind you, or if it’s just being held up by your tight hole. You realize if you take it out now, everyone will see the bottle fall from under you. They’ll know exactly why you were shaking and panting, and notice the cum flowing down your legs. You have to keep it in. You’ll have to walk off the subway without anyone knowing that under your skirt, a stranger’s thick, full water bottle is stuffed up your hole, fucking you with every step you take. It’s going to be a long ride. How many more times will you cum with all those people around you, not knowing if this was an accident, or if someone decided to shove something up your pretty hole because you were an easy target?

[slimeholes18]

To promote recycling and being less wasteful it would be nice if there was a policy that any trash you produce would legally have to go inside your pussy.

Eat something that came in a plastic package? You better be able to squeeze it inside you somehow.

You can empty yourself once a day at night, or maybe once a week during recycling day in the state mandated containers (perhaps those containers are regular trans bins, or even bigger sluts)

Maybe others would use you for general trash as well. They eat some chicken and shove the remaining bone in you casually, bananas peels too. They make you their personal compost.

I... fuck I want this so bad. I can imagine the plastic poking me. The fruit peels squishing against my cervix. Would I have to shove it inside me as soon as I open it? No matter where I am?

[ftmcustomcontent]

I need to be put out in a public place, chained in a box with my deadname on it and just my lower half exposed. Anyone would be able to use my ftm pussy thinking I was any regular cis girl, and know me by my deadname. Maybe id even have a camera and a screen installed so I can see what random creepy old man would be using me while moaning my deadname. Just out there all day taking loads of cum in my fertile young pussy from random men who are fortunate enough to come across me.

[cuntgender]

I’m thinking of pulling the trigger and finding a stranger to fuck. My offer will be to play a game. It’s pretty simple, but my hopes would be to move onto more complicated games in the future.

We agree on specifics before we meet but the gist is that we’ll meet in a secluded park or off somewhere else neutral where we’ll have some privacy. We’ll roll a dice and based on the result, they get to grope my tits and ass for a certain amount of time. Then, they reach into my pants and rub my cunt. If I’m wet, they get to fuck whqtwver hole they want.

[cuntgender]

this guy works as a security guard in an empty commercial building and wants me to see him tonight to fuck and i'm so tempted but scared someone degrade me into doing it

[cuntgender]

Nothing like horny vanilla guys responding to my BDSM posts to turn me into a switch. sorry, only good boys who bother to read what i write get to fuck me :(

[cuntgender]

I’m thinking of pulling the trigger and finding a stranger to fuck. My offer will be to play a game. It’s pretty simple, but my hopes would be to move onto more complicated games in the future.

We agree on specifics before we meet but the gist is that we’ll meet in a secluded park or off somewhere else neutral where we’ll have some privacy. We’ll roll a dice and based on the result, they get to grope my tits and ass for a certain amount of time. Then, they reach into my pants and rub my cunt. If I’m wet, they get to fuck whqtwver hole they want.

[sub-in-dress]

My FTM Bridal Fantasy

I just dream of being humiliated and forced to be the girliest bride to a strong, virile, masculine man. I would wear a short, frilly, poofy white wedding dress - low cut with my womanly breasts practically exposed and walk down the aisle to meet my groom. Hundreds of people would be watching me - the epitome of femininity and submission - as I took dainty small steps down the aisle in my 5” heels.

We would say traditional vows that include me promising to submit fully to and obey my husband. I also have to make a special speech to inform our guests that I was wrong to ever think I could be a boy and that I am now embracing my fully femininity and will never again attempt to look or act like a man. I will never wear pants, will always dress appropriately in the most feminine dresses, serve my husband as his obedient housewife, accept his seed, and bear his children. I will follow my husbands lead, act as a proper lady at all times and never again do anything remotely masculine.

After we are announced man and wife, my new husband would order me to my knees, pull out his large cock and force me to take it in my pretty, lipsticked mouth it in front of all of our guests. Once he is fully erect he pulls me up, faces my backside to the guests, bends me over the altar, forces my legs apart, and lifts up my wedding dress - revealing that I’m not wearing panties and exposing my vulnerable plump, round ass and and aroused womanly vagina to our guests. As I’m bent over, my huge swollen breasts fall out of my dress.

While my bottom and now dripping pussy is on full display, the minister gives a speech about the beauty of femininity and how all of my hyper-feminine features and wide fertile hips will make me the perfect vehicle for accepting my new husband’s seed and bearing his children. He then invites the guests, to come up and take a closer look and walk around the front so that they can also view and appreciate my large supple breasts.

As the guests walk by they all give me words of encouragement, telling me that they are so glad I have embraced my purpose, my womanhood and am acting appropriately now as a proper woman and wife. After the guests are re-seated, my husband comes behind me, reminds me that I am always to be in submission to him and and gives me a hard spanking. As tears run down my face, I spread my legs wider and wider. He then thrusts his large, throbbing manhood into my open, aroused pussy. I am so aroused that I cannot contain myself and I start letting out the girliest moans and sounds…Eventually I am screaming for him to make me a complete woman and to fill me with his seed. He lets out a deep manly grunt and cums deep inside of me as I scream in a high-pitch girly voice.

[ruin-this-girl]

First date ideas

I’ve done some of these.. here are some ideas for first dates for those who’ve met online

1) Nude date - Meet either at home, or a clothing optional beach, etc. the key is that the sub must start the date naked (e.g. Before meeting the Dom the sub must already be naked) and must remain nude until after the Dom has left.

2) Mute date - the sub is not allowed to speak for the duration of the date. Optionally the sub can come to the date wearing a gag and leave it on for the duration. If it’s contemplated that oral sex will be desired, or just to increase humiliation then a o-ring or mouth spreader / dental gag can be worn

3) Insta-fuck date - Sex should be initiated as soon as possible at the beginning of the date. The sub can wear clothes that facilitate this (e.g. A sundress or short skirt with nothing underneath). This type of date can be done with or without the knowledge of the Dom. The sub can try to see how quickly she gets cock inside her.

4) Work Date - the majority or all of the time on the date will be spent with the sub engaging in labour - cleaning, yard work, cooking, washing the car, etc. There are several variants to this: -Utility - the sub spends time doing things the Dom needs done, laundry, cooking, yard work etc -Endurance - the date is structured so that the work given is of very long duration or very physically demanding in nature. E.g. Arriving at 6am and being given a long list of chores that will take 14+ hours to complete. Ideally no or very little rest will be given. This can be made more challenging by requiring the sub to wear very high heels all day. -Mindless work - if no real work is needed then the sub can be given a task like digging a hole then filling it in repeatedly or moving objects from one end of the house and back again.

5) Wait Date - the sub will have to wait at a specifically pre-determined location for the Dom to arrive. The sub will be specifically told that they have to wait without moving from the spot until the Dom arrives. The sub should not have their phone or anything to read to pass the time. Depending on how well the sub is trained the period of time they may have to wait can be adjusted. Tell sub will be told the Dom may show up on time but if not they will have to wait. For novices you can tell them they may have to wait up to 30 minutes, for more submissive slaves it can be hours. To make this more challenging the slave can be required to stand the entire time. Optionally the slave can be required to keep their eyes downcast the entire time. The slave should be made to wait in a place where they will not have any reference to time and are not allowed to wear a watch or talk to anyone (e.g. There are no clocks visible) so they will not know how long they will have waited or how much longer they will have to wait. This can also be made more challenging by making the sub dress inappropriately for where they are waiting. E.g. Making them dress very slutty but then make them wait in a library. Also weather can be used to your advantage, making them bundle up then stand out in the beating sun with no shade, or making them wait out in the rain with no umbrella (especially after requiring them to wear heavy makeup which will be ruined). Having them wait out in the cold, etc.

[knight-shirogane]

Who wants to be my toy and try one of these with me?

[battycntboy]

Thinking ab object insertion and humiliation!! Restrain me in your kitchen and see how many cooking utensils will fit in my cunt!! Shove the blunt end of your hairbrush in me!! Stuff me full of pens until you physically can’t force me to accommodate one more!! Make me sit on your bedpost, on your gearshift, on the bathroom faucet. Any vaguely phallic object you can think of, force it in me. Make me cry with embarrassment and shame. Don’t let me forget for a second that my cunt is nothing more than an object for your sick entertainment. Make me hate it.

[gross-i-know]

Obsessing over how it would feel if a cockroach humped my ovary directly. Don't care how it got in there but it's there and I can't get it out. Cumming from roach rape in public and in front of loved ones cause I can't stop it or control when it wants to breed. Being forced into near constant ovulation which just warps my libido even worse.

Growing more and more roach babies in my womb that you can see them swarming my ruined ovaries through my skin. Two lumpy masses hanging from my lower abdomen, one often bigger than the other as my offspring gangrape me. Going to some guy in an alley who says he's a doctor and asking if it's normal only for him to tell you of course not! And it's disgusting that I keep cumming from something so nasty and violating... but he can fix me.

Cut to him violently assaulting my infested ovaries, crushing and beating them mercilessly in what he calls "pest control". He does it all for me since I'm too useless to do anything but cum anymore. Getting flooded with his putrid cum because he said I need "human dna" to take back my reproductive system from my insect rapist brats. He makes sure lots and lots of other strangers come by and dump loads in me because it's what my body needs to be healthy and normal again.

But turns out if you mix stranger's potent hyper sperm with half breed rapist roaches you get cockroaches the size of full-grown german shepherds with cocks to match still desperately in love with molesting their dads bloated, insect infused ovaries...