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Cows can be locked into milking machines until their minds break and they learn their purpose.
GIVE HER A TREAT FOR BEING A GOOD GIRL :D
Lucky cunts are allowed to wear some clothes while they entertain me. I'm such a nice Master
Insemination day for the new hucows; most facilities use artificial methods, but their owner always was a sucker for tradition so instead the farmhands are all lined up waiting for their turn. With a dozen loads inside them each surely one is bound to do the job.
Dry humping turns me on so much. Just the feeling of someone rutting against me with only a few layers of fabric between us. Them bending me over and showing me how it would feel to have them thrusting into me. Letting me grind on their lap, guiding my hips up and down like Iām riding them. The tease of it, the desperation of trying to get just a little more friction, the feeling of being so close, but not close enough. Holy fuck it gets to me.
dry humping is so fun because itās simultaneously too much and not enough
Good girls take it in the ass with duct tape over their pussy.
Since Halloween is around the corner, a small writing prompt of a cnc chase/kidnapping scene. Maybe a couple goes to a Halloween party separate, and the submissive pisses off their dom by flirting with others
hm! compelling, i like this
i can make it cute >:3
'here all by yourself, precious?'
the butch with the band tshirt stretched tight across her broad chest and the sparkly eyeshadow dragged her thumb across your lower lip. your eyes nervously scanned the faces in the crowd for a moment before you leaned in, drawn by the gravity of her solid presence and her leathery cologne.Ā
she pushed her thumb into your mouth and you took it, giving her big doe eyes and shyly flicking your tongue across the ridges of her skin.Ā
something sharp flashed across her face and she grinned, wrapping her fingers around your jaw. saliva was starting to pool in your mouth. with her other hand she set down her drink, then deftly opened another button on your shirt. her hand was dry and warm as she slipped it under the fabric, openly groping your chest.
'you ought to be careful,' she said. the rough way she thumbed at the tight, stiff nub of your nipple made your knees nearly buckle. 'anything could happen to a little slip like you.'
as you whined and sucked on the finger in your mouth, a movement caught your eye. someone raising their cup to their lips, never taking their staring eyes off you for a second.
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the car engine died. a door opened, closed. two footsteps. then your balance abruptly tilted as the rear door was yanked open.
strong hands caught you under the arms, hauling you out of the car. your kicking feet landed hard on earth - the cracking of dried leaves and twigs - and your shouts were muffled by the cotton stuffed in your mouth as they dragged you deeper into the underbrush.
they dropped you onto your back, pressing a boot onto your chest before you could turn and try to run. the zip ties dug into your wrists as you thrashed, screaming, in the dirt and leaves.
the sack over your head was pulled away - pulling a few hairs with it - and your eyes struggled to adjust in the dark. you could just make out the descending shape of your kidnapper as they planted one knee heavily on each side of you, straddling you and pinning you tight.
as they leaned over you, the thick, firm bulge of their packer pressed into your hip.
'still good?' they whispered into your ear. your nods rustled the brush under your head, and you stole a quick nuzzle with your cheek.
they leaned back and slapped you, hard. with your head wrenched to the side, the unseen click of a knife opened ricocheted in your ears. a wet rush of heat soaked into your underwear, and your cheeks burned in humiliation at the dread of them finding it.
the cold air and the rip of the blade through fabric raised goosebumps on your skin as they cut your shirt open. 'nobody's going to put their filthy hands on you again,' they said. 'you're going to remember who you belong to.'
Mouth training is a requirement
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Wanna be tied up while a fucking machine is positioned in front of my tiny pussy.
A vibrator tied to my clit.
Want a bunch of guys control the fucking machine and watch me squirm and cry as my pussy starts to cream all over the toy.
Want them to start a free live stream for everyone to see how my cute little body looks when it starts to shake after the 3rd orgasm.
And they've just started...
Pussy spanking ⨠Cause I feel a bit mean right now.
The gasp from the first one. The whine from the second. The louder they get as I do more and more, body trembling from the sebsation.
Teary eyes as you do just enough to make them whimper and and sniffle. Pleading with you, they beg to cum even though all that their mouth can do is cry out and sob.
"You're so mean." "Oh I am? Am I too mean for you baby? Is that why you're so wet and keep pressing your hips back up for more? If it's so bad why do your legs keep falling back open?" Slapping again and telling them to answer you, knowing what words you're looking for.
Squirming away after one only to be met with more. "Don't move sway. This will get you wet enough to start stretching you open."
Shoving my fingers in their mouth to make them taste what they left on my hand, all from a few little slaps.
Making them beg me for more if they want to cum, and then calling them a dirty slut for wanting so many.
So many possibilities.
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choking her while I'm fucking her throat so i can feel the bulge of my cock moving up and down while she's gagging and gasping for air
it's October, so that means gently stroking her clit and fingering her while spooning her with my arm wrapped around her and her lazily grinding against me while we are watching a horror movie
the masculine urge to make all her decisions for her so she only has to worry about being a good little girl for me
Why are you crying? We have 30 minutes left.
Wanna be tied up while a fucking machine is positioned in front of my tiny pussy.
A vibrator tied to my clit.
Want a bunch of guys control the fucking machine and watch me squirm and cry as my pussy starts to cream all over the toy.
Want them to start a free live stream for everyone to see how my cute little body looks when it starts to shake after the 3rd orgasm.
And they've just started...
I have plans for you. Hours of plans š°ļø
Taken
Heās huge. Much larger than I am. His hand could cover my entire face with its size, but he decides to only cover my mouth so that I can watch everything he does without screaming.
āYour eyes look so pretty when you look at me like that,ā he chuckles, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at me. āSo fucking helpless.ā
Iām on my knees in front of him, trembling in fear. I donāt know where we are, how long Iāve been here, or what heās done with me so far. All I know is that Iām still fully clothed and my hands and feet are tied tightly together, irritating my skin from how unbelievably tight the rope is.
Heād kidnapped me during a casual night out. Iād had a little too much to drink and stupidly decided to walk back to my apartment all alone. It was dark and, in my drunken state, Iād assumed no one was out at the same time as me. I was very wrong. As I began to turn a street corner, stumbling over my own feet, I ran straight into the broad, hard chest of a very tall stranger. From then, everything went black.
Now, Iām in a dark room with him, no longer drunk, but I canāt remember anything between running into him on the street and waking up on the cold pavement floor of whatever room this is.
He begins to unzip his bulging jeans right in front of my face, an evil smirk spread across his unfamiliar face as I begin to cry. Thereās no way Iām getting out of this. The circulation in my arms and legs has been nearly cut off by the ropes, so even if I could stand up and run away, I physically wouldnāt be able to.
His cock is freed from the cloth restraint, standing tall and wide right in front of my face. A small whimper escapes my throat as I watch him wrap his large hand around the shaft, stroking slowly whilst tapping his tip against my face. He finally removes his other hand from my mouth, grabbing me roughly by the chin to ensure that my mouth stays open when he begins to guide himself between my lips. I try to yank my head to the side, but his grip on my chin is so strong that I barely even make it an inch to the side. He laughs.
āSilly girl. Youāre not getting away.ā
The tip of his cock is then back between my lips and he wastes no time in gripping my head and attempting to shove himself down my throat in one thrust. Of course, due to his large size and my inability to relax and accept it down my throat, he only gets halfway down. So, he tries again, thrusting harder. This time, heās much more successful and within a few more harsh thrusts, my nose is flush to his pubic bone. I try in vain to pull at the restraints, gagging and choking on him in the process which only makes him chuckle in amusement.
The stranger finds a hard, steady rhythm of thrusting and my throat creates a loud gurgling sound with every thrust. Heās grunting and groaning in pleasure, not a single care in the world that Iām slowly starting to lose consciousness from lack of air. It isnāt even three minutes into his abuse before I start to slip out of consciousness, the world around me going black once again.
A few moments later, I regain consciousness when he briefly takes a moment to remove himself from my mouth and step away. I collapse onto my side with a weak whimper and he laughs from across the room. Soon, heās returning with a large needle connected to a syringe with an unknown liquid inside of it. Without a word, he crouches down beside me, grabs me by the leg, and plunges the needle into my thigh without a single moment of hesitation.
āThisāll keep you nice and compliant,ā he smiles. He tosses the empty syringe to the side and then heās back in front of me, lifting me up into the same position I was in before.
Once again, heās shoving his large cock into my mouth without a single regard for my comfort, immediately setting a brutal pace that has me gagging and gurgling uncomfortably. A few moments pass with my weak struggles and I begin to feel my arms and legs lose all feeling. I am still fully conscious, but the muscles throughout my entire body cease to work.
āMmm, itās starting to hit now, isnāt it?ā He asks, continuing to fuck my face steadily. He watches me completely stop struggling after the drugs find their full effect and then takes his cock out of my mouth. āNow, itās time for some real fun.ā
He unties my restraints and wastes no time in ripping my clothes to shreds as I lie there unable to move. Then, he easily scoops up my body with one arm and tosses me onto a mattress in the corner of the room that Iād been too occupied to notice before. His large hands situate me onto my back holding my thighs open and pushing them up towards my chest. He rubs his saliva soaked cock between my bare pussy lips, a disgusted chill trickling down my spine. I begin to cry again, tears falling down my cheeks as he continues to rub himself against me to build suspense. He does this for several long minutes, grunting quietly at the feeling of my skin against his and the sight of my small, helpless body lying there for him to use as he pleases.
When he starts to push his cockhead against my little virgin hole, my cries begin to grow louder. Even just the tip of him is tearing me open painfully. He leans over me and grabs me by the jaw, forcing me to look at him.
āI want you to look at me as I tear you apart. Youāre so fucking pretty when you cry.ā
He thrusts his hips forward with a harsh jolt, forcing his head past my poor little opening, tearing me mercilessly. He didnāt care that it hurt, in fact, he wanted it to hurt. He wanted to see me sob pathetically from his own inflictions.
As he begins to brutally take my virginity, slamming his hips into me over and over again, my limp body being pushed further up the mattress from such force. He takes my ankles into his hands and pulls them up into the air, holding them together with one hand as he pounds me. Tears continuously flow from my eyes, blurring my vision of his body above me, destroying me forever.
āYouāre,ā thrust, āmine,ā thrust, āforever,ā thrust. He smirks as he thrusts at a brutal, unforgiving pace, the tip of his cock painfully slamming directly against my cervix. His hand falls from my ankles, causing my legs to drop limply to the side before he lets his hands fondle and grasp at my breasts. His hands are bigger than them so he can easily grasp one of the full flesh mounds in the palm of his hand. Heās squeezing them so hard that I can feel the bruises forming already, causing a weak sob to fall from my lips.
āAw, does that hurt?ā He asks with feigned concern. āToo bad.ā He violently slaps his large hand against my breasts, immediately leaving a bright red handprint, and once again, causing me to cry harder. He laughs harder, slapping them again and again as if Iām his own personal punching bag. Itās clear that Iām nothing but a toy to him.
His thrusts begin to grow sporadic, indicating how close he is to cumming and I whimper again. His groans are growing louder, his deep voice sending fearful chills down my spine. Heās going to cum inside of me and I have no way of stopping him.
He thrusts harder and faster, jolting my body again and again until one last thrust sends him to his climax. I squeeze my eyes shut, tears rolling down my cheeks in silence as I feel the warmth of his release filling me to the brim. He cums for several long minutes, thrusting every few minutes to ensure heās getting every last drop out.
āIām gonna fill you up just like that every single day,ā he hums once he finally finishes cumming, pulling himself out of my raw, abused hole. āNow, Iām gonna fill your other hole.ā
He roughly turns me onto my stomach, spreading my cheeks open to expose my puckered, tight asshole. He spits onto it, taking his thick thumb and spreading it around the skin as lube. He positions himself over me and, again, wastes no time in pushing himself into my virgin ass. Iām still crying helplessly from the pain, trying to prepare myself for his thrusts. But the thrusts never come. Instead, I feel a warm stream of liquid begin to fill me. Heās pissing inside of me.
āMy own personal urinal and fleshlight all in one,ā he mutters, filling me and filling me with his hot piss until heās fully satisfied. Then, heās pulling out of me, quickly replacing his cock with a plug in my ass before heās gone, leaving me filled to the brim and crying on the dirty mattress.
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Being 6ā8 and 300lbs has its clear and irrevocable advantages. š
When he puts you on all fours and presses your face to the floor, and demands you spread your little pussy open for his friends to see. So you reach back and spread yourself, only for him to tell you to spread it wider and wider until he gets annoyed and shoves his fingers in and pries you open as wide as he can. All while his friends laugh and make crude comments about your holes.
You can spread widerā¦. You were made to be spread.