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@farmpetcunt
Be a cow. Ask me how. Do it now.
I need my fat udders milked until they are raw, I need to supply
"I always wanted a pet... and honestly, you were the first person I thought of when I got this gear!"
"Now I hope that 12-inch anal plug is comfortable because you're going to stay like this for as long as I say... because if you don't... then the pictures of you being my horny little pet will mysteriously show up to everyone you know~"
"Oh! I should get something more concrete to make sure you come back tomorrow! When I ungag you, I want you to say word for word to the camera:" "Hi, my name is "x" and this is what I do in my free time! I willingly consented to being "y's" pet! This is what I want in my pathetic life! And that's why I'm sooooo happy that "y" was kind enough to take care of me for the rest of my life!"
"And don't forget to smile and bark at the end like a good doggy!"
Story made by: @pinkfemgurl
(x is your name) (y is your owner's name)
heheheh hot
tie me to your bed and force me to take a knotted toy that's too big. listen to me cry as you stretch my hole and slap my cunt as i beg you to stop. when you push the knot in, watch my back arch and my eyes roll back as I rock my hips up to take the knot. as I start to get used being filled, switch it on. let me scream as it comes to life and starts pounding my puppycunt. this is my place, this is where I belong- tied down and forced to submit
I get so wet thinking of being made to pump my pussy 24/7. Every hour, on the hour, minimum 20 minutes, and twice a day for an hour straight. My poor puffy lips so swollen, blushing pink. After pumping so much Iâm begging to stop, to please have a break from so much stimulation. Itâs gotten to the point that my legs canât fully close anymore with my huge thighs and super fat pussy. But thereâs no mercy.
After pumping, Iâm washed and oiled, being fonldedâ my hyper sensitive, thick lips continually rubbed and played with. Iâm told that these are the largest underwear they could find and that I should be grateful that theyâre letting me wear clothes at all. But the panties are practically just string, a low cut micro thong that flosses my plump pussy lips, exaggerating how swollen they are. Itâs humiliating to be reminded of my predicament, my sex being augmented against my will.
Between pump sessions I try to do house chores or go on a walk but itâs nearly impossible to move naturally with such a plump pussy. Thereâs no avoiding the stares of strangers as my giant cameltoe creates an attractive bulge no matter what I wear.
If Iâm late to pump, got stuck in traffic or lost track of time ? Punishment by being forced to sleep with the pump on. Iâm bound in bed so I donât toss and turn the pump off. When I wake up after 8 hours of pumping straight Iâm crying from the tenderness of my poor pussy, sensitive to the slightest blow of air or lightest touch. Itâs jiggly, wet, and pink. Next it is spanked 100 times until itâs burning red. Iâm left tied to the bed, ignored until itâs time to pump again.
Shoving a fleshlight in your cunt and fucking it so you donât get any pleasure.
Take a moment to think about your female anatomy. Each part is designed to encourage and allow for breeding. Your shiny pink clit brings pleasure so youâll let your pussy be touched and played with. Your vagina starts to loosen and drip when you get turned on, to allow a penis to easily penetrate it. Its walls are designed to stroke a manâs penis and make him cum inside you. When you orgasm, your vaginal walls tighten and your cervix lowers, to milk out a manâs sperm and allow it the best chance for implantation. Past your cervix is your womb, designed over millennia to nurture and protect a fetus. You have eggs inside your ovaries right now, which are just waiting for the hormonal signal that itâs time for them to travel down your fallopian tubes and wait for fertilization. All of this happens whether you like it or not. It is your evolutionary purpose. You were made for this. Look at you, getting wet just thinking about it right now. Who are you to reject biology?
I bet this feels amazing on this udders oink oinkđœ
"when you've lactated once, you'll always be able to lactate again" is doing numbers on me today. like, once your tits know how to produce milk, you don't get to go back to them not being capable of filling and rounding with milk again. they will always be a little more developed, a little rounder, a little heavier. ready to fill with milk after far, far less effort than it would take to start from scratch. your body has permanently changed itself to be better equipped to feed and nourish, to swell without too much hassle and the right stimulus. it's part of what's so scary yet alluring about making myself lactate. the permanence. the concept of changing my body forever. i can't go back to when my breasts were less developed. once i do it, i will always be changed.
is it too weird that i want to be tied up and have someone try to fit random objects inside my pussy
What would you want to make fit?
Make me cum until it hurtsâŠthen the real fun begins
You have me tied up and exposed, what will you do next?
She doesn't need therapy, she needs to be kidnapped and kept in your basement.
You dont need meds; you need a cock forced into your ass and a few hits across the face to quiet the thoughts.
Another dayâŠAnother unnecessary and degrading inspection
Joyce, aka inmate 0087, sat shivering in her cell. The lack of any clothing below her waist being the reason she could never seem to get warm.Â
Once, a long time ago, she at least had a pair of dirty, filth covered panties to keep her a little warm and her most private parts somewhat covered up.Â
The thin garment, the actual underwear she had been arrested in, had helped a little in keeping the roaming eyes of the lecherous guards from staring at her ass and pussy like they did with some of the other bottomless women she saw wandering around the prison.
Those women had been in this soul breaking prison so long, any clothes they had been allowed to keep or had been issued, had worn down to bare threads hanging off their bodies.
And hundreds and hundreds of days later, Joyce was now one of those women. A woman whose spirit was long broken after such a long period of strict incarceration.Â
A woman who expected to have the sadistic guards stare at her nakedness and who expected them to take perverted liberties with whatever part of her imprisoned body the sick bastards wished.
Now all she had to wear was a dirty camisole-like prison issued garment that hugged her upper torso and was thinning so badly one could easily see her nipples through the dried cum stains splattered on it.
Her large nipples, especially in the cool air of what she guessed must be fall in the outside world, those large nipples poked outwards, under the letters and numbers printed on the fabric that simply said, âInmate 00117â
Those same numbers were printed on the back of her one last meagre piece of clothing. And the numbers were then repeated on her body, branded in on her right ass cheek and even her outer left thigh.
Any other woman, on the outside, would have found this poor excuse for a garment extremely embarrassing, humiliating and demeaning to wear in front of the men staffing this prison. But Joyce was way beyond that worry.Â
In fact, in her sick little world, being half naked in front of strange men was the least of her worries. Which made sense seeing how she was always completely naked from the waist down and chained up in her cell in a way that meant she never got to leave itâŠever.
She was sitting on the only thing that allowed her to sit in the tiny cell that encompassed her entire world now. It was her chair, her toilet, and at times the thing she might eat out of or be forced to drink out of, if the guards were in a particularly depraved mood.
She shivered and raised her fingers up to shift the thick steel collar that was permanently bolted around her neck. The chains that linked her wrist shackles to her ankle shackles rattled as she gripped the collar.Â
She grimaced as she tried to give the front of her sore neck some much needed breathing room. After a few minutes of pulling and letting her raw, steel rubbed flesh have a break, she went back to shivering and staring at the cockroaches climbing her cell walls.
How long she stared at the disgusting insects and then the huge spider that showed up, she could not tell you. But she snapped out of her mind-numbing boredom as soon as the loud ringing started.
Pulses of loud earsplitting triple rings reverberated thru her cell. The red bell mounted on the wall just outside her cell, by its loud ringing was telling her it was time. Time to get up off her filthy toilet seat and assume the position.
Joyce heaved her chains around and stood by her cell door. Peering thru the bars she could see the bell ringing away and then she could hear the cascade of loud buzzing noises. Buzzes that signaled her cell door was about to unlock and then slide open.
And with the automated unlocking of the doors, the bell ringing ceased. Joyce chanced a glance out of her cell just as the Wardenâs deep and commanding male voice echoed thru the halls from the loudspeaker system.
âAll right, all you pathetic excuses for women. Assume the positionâŠItâs inspection hour again. Get your skanky pussies and ugly asses ready for inspection! And if you want to pass inspection fastâŠremember to thank your guards!â
Two other heads glanced at Joyce from cells staggered across the hallway. They all looked defeated and broken, and Joyce shuddered as she imagined that she must look just like them too..
Down at the end of the hallway a horrific pleading scream broke the three womenâs staring. Joyce could see a half dozen guards down there. Four of them quickly entered the last cell, which caused even more screaming, which then came to an abrupt and choked off end.
âI guess the newbie in cell 2 just discovered the meaning of âthanking the guards.â Said the inmate off to Joyceâs right.
Like Joyce she stood there naked from the waist down. Her bare lower half displaying the not so well-healed whip marks of a brutal punishment given to her years ago upon arrival. The numbers 00075 were branded in across the top of her thick black haired mound.
âI hear she is really young too. I bet sheâs a virginâŠor was.â Murmured the other utterly naked, skin and bones inmate labelled 00064 across her severely distended small tits. She was glancing out of her cell with well warranted trepidation.
For in this prison speaking amongst inmates was strictly prohibited. Which is why Joyce did not know the names of any of the other women imprisoned on her floor. And it was the reason the woman in the cell right next to Joyce could only gurgle and groan.
The fourth womanâs head briefly appeared from the open doorway of the adjacent cell. The huge metal bar that gagged her and kept her jaws uncomfortably pried open and teeth well chipped, dripped with drool.Â
She moaned as her terrified eyes glanced at the other three women. Her naked, abused breasts, pockmarked with healed up burn marks and black spots where hooks had tortuously pierced them, hung repulsively low off her chest.
She blinked back some tears and then disappeared back into her cell with a loud clattering of chains just as fast as she had appeared. Joyce shook her head as the woman with the marred thighs whispered,
âHere come the bastardsâŠGood luck 117. See if you can drain some of their balls before they get to us.â
Stomping down the prison hallway, the guards split off so that each one took a cell and an inmate to inspect. Joyce gulped and hoped that she got one of the less sadistic guards for her inspection.Â
She whimpered as she watched the most senior and most depraved of the guards approach her cell door. Knowing what was to come, she took the stance required of her in the door to her tiny cell.Â
Her heavily shackled hands she placed in the small of her back. There was just enough of the chain attached to her ankles to allow her to do this. Though the weight of her heavy chains threatened to drag her fisted hands lower.
She spread her feet the required distance. A distance that would allow a large male hand to easily palm the private space between her trembling thighs.Â
She looked straight ahead, staring at the far wall of the hallway. She kept her eyes focused there as his shadow appeared and the 6 foot plus, tall guard, came to a stop.
 Somehow, she barely flinched when the smirking guard abruptly cupped her mound. She had become so used to these daily inspections over the last few years that a manâs hand, suddenly rubbing and groping on her exposed female flesh without permission, felt almost normal.Â
He sneered at her as he stroked her pussy and then without any warning plunged a finger up into her slit. He added a second finger in seconds and twirled them around while he pumped up into Joyceâs sex.
She bit back a whimper and kept her chained hands obediently behind her back as he roughly explored her most intimate parts. When he pressed his thumbnail into her clit, the whimper did erupt, paired with one pained sob.
âOh, I know you skanky bitch inmates like thisâŠItâs the highlight of your boring, miserable, fucking existence, locked up in here. Getting your pussies and asses groped and poked at is all you can look forward to, right inmate?â
His thumbnail was now pushing hard into Joyceâs clit, and she was trying not to scream. But she nodded at him and whimpered out a pained, âYes, SirâŠWe do.âÂ
The lie leaving her mouth even as he tried to ram a third finger up into her painfully stretching channel.Â
Three very thick and unwanted male fingers were now stuffed up in her pussy. The stretch she felt in her degradingly violated sex was excruciating. He began to violently pump them as well and he sneered at her.Â
âNothing hiding in this slutty holeâŠYouâve passed this step of the inspection, inmate.â
All the time Joyce was being sordidly degraded, her watery eyes stayed fixed on a point on the far grey wall. She gasped in relief as he suddenly jerked his fingers out of her sex. A gasp that was muffled by him ramming those three fingers into her gasping mouth.
âSuck em clean, you filthy slutâŠif you know what is good for ya!â
Joyce closed her eyes and sucked on his fingers. The taste of herself filled her slobbering mouth and she grimaced as she made sure to tongue and clean each finger.Â
She knew she had successfully done this to his deviant standards when his fingers popped out of her mouth and he violently slapped her face.
âAssume the position for ass inspection, inmateâŠYou know the drill.â
Her face heated from the cruel slap, Joyce turned herself around and then bent at the waist. Her shackled hands that had been in the small of her back, she moved noisily down to grasp her heavily shackled ankles.Â
She could feel his large hands on her ass cheeks, prying and forcing them apart. He hummed and then his hands left her ass. Next she heard a tool being removed from his belt. It was a long slender steel rod that had only one deviant use.Â
Then the touch of cold steel on her anus she felt. Her asshole clenched as he forced the metal rod into her rectum and he swiveled it around. He hummed even louder, a tune of enjoyment behind her, as he probed and inspected her ass.
It was an utterly degrading and unnecessary exercise, since none of the women in this prison rarely got to leave their cells, if ever. And there was no such thing as visitors so the chance of contraband being smuggled in was absolute zero.
But prison rules and policy were strict and adhered to. Especially if it meant demeaning the prisoners and subjecting them to gratuitous, degrading anguish.
Joyce stared at the floor as the guardâs probing of her ass continued. She let out a little sigh of relief as the steel slipped back out of her ass. A relief that was short lived as she heard and then felt the spitting action of the guard.
His spit filled her ass crack, and she felt the warm wetness travel over her anus. She clenched and began to whimper as she knew what this sick guard intended to do.
More spit landed on her butt and drizzled down into her sphincter. She felt the steel rod breech her back entrance, again. The guard was making some deep groaning noises and muttering,
âMighty fine ass you have, inmate. I forgot how fuckable this one looks. This ass hasnât gone all thin and boney yet!â
Joyce was terrified that she was going to be anally fucked. A truly painful affair that happened only rarely to her and it had been months since that last brutal anal violation.
Amongst the guards, she had thought her mouth was the favorite thing they liked to stuff their rigid cocks into, after inspection was complete. She had swallowed dicks and cum well over a thousand times now since being put in this secret prison.
So thatâs when she took the chance to whimper out, âYou donât want me to thank you with my mouth, Sir?â
She offered in the hope of distracting him and letting him cum down her throat instead of making her feel like she was being split wide open and spending the rest of the long dreary day with cum leaking out of her throbbing ass and down her legs.
He slapped her ass hard and barked down at her, âYou talking to me, bitch? You know inmates donât dare talkâŠunless beaten too!â
âI was justâŠjust wanting to thank youâŠwith my mouth, Sirâ she said with a pleading whine that surprised even her.Â
Then she shrieked. A shriek that became a loud wail as his cock rammed into her back entrance and filled it with two inches of rock-hard dick. She began to shudder and her whole body shook as his dick drove deeper and further into her asshole.
Keep those fucking hands down on your ankles, inmateâŠOr after I fuck you, youâll end in the whipping room and come back tomorrow to your cell looking even more maimed and ugly as your disgusting bitch neighour, old inmate number 75.
Out of sheer terror, Joyce kept her hands down at her ankles, squeezing the metal cuffs that encircled her raw ankle flesh. She was squeezing so hard her hands hurt. But she had too, since the pain in her backside was even worse.Â
She could hear herself screaming, like it was someone else. She could hear the slap of his hips against her bare ass flesh as he relentlessly pounded his large dick deep into her. His large meaty hands grasping her waist and painfully squeezing so hard, that bruises started to form.
It was an audible fleshy ass slapping that went on and on, and had her pitifully sobbing by the time she felt his dirty fingernails dig into her waist and his cock stilled inside of her ass.Â
Then she felt his cum. It was spurting back out of her ass as he groaned and came inside her. His cock shooting its copious load into a part of her body that shouldnât see his heated liquid ejaculations.
When he pulled his hips away from her, he said only one thing.
âYouâve passed inspection, inmate, now assume the position of respect.â
Joyce slowly lifted her torso back up. She slowly pivoted back around in the doorway to her tiny cell. The ache in her bottom was intense and throbbing as she then slowly dropped to her knees and rested there, staring once again at the wall.
She placed her hands behind back causing her chains to rattle noisily. She dropped her head in deference to his authority. But not before coming eye to eye, with his dirty semen dripping cock head.Â
A cock still mostly erect and bobbing threateningly in front of her fear filled face. A cock that had just been deep in her ass and showed all the signs of such dirty depravity. She was quivering from head to toe as she feared that he would demand she suck on it.
It was a fear that was partially true, but fortunately for Joyce, her mouth was not the intended target. For off to her side, the inmate so cruelly gagged and heavily chained, had been dragged out of her cell.Â
She was on her knees now and being held there by two other guards. Her terrified eyes were locked onto another young guardâs jutting cock. A cock that was soon rubbing its precum leaking tip up and down her tear streaked face.
The senior guardâs ass stained semen slickened dick touched Joyceâs partially opened lips. She grimaced and shut her eyes expecting his soiled wet dick to push its way deep into her mouth.
Then Joyce saw stars as the guard smacked her brutally across the face. He grabbed the matted hair on the top of her head and using his strong grip he stopped the stunned Joyce from falling over.
âItâs your lucky day, inmate 117.. Youâve passed inspection. Now get your ugly ass back into your cell and out of my face.â
It was an order she obeyed with deep relief and only a minor amount of guilt. Guilt because as the screams grew from the next cell and then became a series of gasping, choking and possibly vomiting noises, Joyce knew it was her raped ass the poor thing was being brutally forced to taste.
It was a thought that eventually left her mind though as in her cell the hours dragged on and she stared at the cockroaches scurrying over her feet. Her mind almost blank and time not measurable, until she was shocked to hear the bell ringing again and the Wardenâs deep voice bellowing thru the speakers
âWake up, you worthless lazy shits! Itâs a surprise cavity inspection⊠for a select few of youâŠYes I know itâs only been six hours since the last regularly scheduled inspectionâŠBut rules are rulesâŠAnd we must all follow themâŠSo have your dirty butts ready for inspectionâŠEspecially inmate 117⊠I hear your ass was so useful this morning that we are sending in a team of guard trainees to visit youâŠand learn how to truly perform a deep inspection.â
i love objectification and intelligence based degradation đđđ
tell me my only worth is as a sex object for real people who deserve rights đ„”đŁđ„° tell me youâre going to break me and make me fulfill my real purpose, which certainly isnât as someone whoâs ideas are respected đâ€ïžâ€ïž tell me youâre going to make me so horny that I canât think enough to do my work. đđâšFuck my throat so my voice is too wrecked to answer question in class. đ„°âšâšâ€ïž Tell me that im too worthless to be a man, too worthless to be a woman, my only designation is fucktoy. đ đđ Tell me Iâm so obviously meant to be a stupid sex toy that you canât believe anyone ever mistook me for a person. đ”âđ«đ”âđ« donât just fuck me, fuck my potential. Make my brain drip out my cunt, make sure I know that my only worth is in how I can be used. đ„°đ„°đ„°