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I will block you if you don’t have your age in your bio/pinned post. This blog is for adults only.
It's really fulfilling to tell a sub they're allowed to cry or have big feelings during or around a kink scene. Particularly if they're apologising, but even if it just feels like they're holding it in.
A well placed "it's okay, angel, you're allowed to cry" or "let it out for me, petal" is so good for making them break down. I don't even mean this in a finding it hot way. I just think it's so easy for people to bottle feelings up even then or be fearful of being a bother.
It's beautiful to be the cause of that final snap when they just can't take it anymore and all the feelings are too much and they let you see them so raw and vulnerable. And then you get to comfort them too!
shhh, it's okay, angel. just lie still for me. i'll hold you so tight while i rub your poor, swollen clit in soft, relentless circles. i know it's too much, i know it hurts, but you're being so brave for me. just let the tears fall, let your body tremble. i've got you. just give me one more, and then you can rest
studying u sexual style btw. tying u up with a vibe and asking you questions and turning it up to reward you when you answer while i take notes about what you said and then turning it back down so u focus on me again and feel desperate enough to wanna answer my next question. and im fully clothed and seemingly disinterested in actual sex and i never touch you or cum i jsut learn everything i can about you. and maybe every once in a while i read u reports i write on u based on the data i gather
for clarification btw this isnt medfet this is science fet. im not a dr examining u im an autistic perv whos obsessed with you and wants to jerk off to graphs about your deepest traumas or whatever
All I want is to lay in bed with you. Pull you into my lap, your back against my chest, one hand resting on your throat and the other between your legs. Rubbing you slowly while we lay there in the quiet. And every few minutes I'll take my hand away from your pussy and bring my fingers up to your mouth. You open for me without being asked. I press them against your tongue and let you taste yourself. Let you know how wet you're getting for me.
The first time there's barely anything. You can taste it but it's faint. You suck my fingers clean in a second and my hand goes back down and your hips shift a little and we continue. The second time there's more. You notice. Your tongue moves slower across my fingertips, actually registering the taste, and I feel your throat work under my other hand as you swallow. The third time my fingers are slick before they even reach your mouth and your lips close around them immediately and you make a sound. A small one. But I hear it.
And now we're somewhere interesting. Because every time you taste how wet you are it makes you wetter. And I can feel it happening under my hand in real time, the warmth spreading, your body responding to evidence of its own arousal. A feedback loop you can't interrupt. You taste yourself and something in your brain goes oh god and your pussy answers and the next time my fingers come up there's even more and the taste is stronger and your reaction is bigger and so on and so on until you're dripping down my wrist and the taste filling your mouth is so thick and obvious that you're sure something is changing in you.
I keep my mouth close to your ear the whole time. I don't even have to say much. Mostly I just let you hear me breathing. Let you feel my chest against your back and my pulse against your spine and my cock getting hard underneath you while I do this. A few small words about how good you're doing for me. Occasionally asking you if you can tell how much wetter you are than the last time.
Of course you can always tell. And knowing makes it worse.
The thing I'd enjoy most is the moment you start to break down. When the breaks between my hand on your pussy and my fingers in your mouth start to feel unbearable in both directions. You want my hand back between your legs the second my fingers touch your tongue. And you want to taste yourself again the second my hand starts moving. You're chasing both at the same time and I'm the one who decides when you get either. We don't have to fuck. Two hands and patience. That's all I need to keep you here all night, wet and shaking in my lap, mouth open, waiting for the next taste of what I'm doing to you.
"spread a little wider for me, darling. that’s it."
"feel how easily my fingers slide in ? you’re already so wet."
"good girl… just stay open and let me play with this pretty cunt."
"listen to those soft sounds you make every time i curl them just right."
"you’re clenching so sweetly. keep dripping for me while i take my time."
"that’s my perfect girl. stay still and let me ruin you with nothing but my fingers."
I want to hold your legs open while men line up to empty their balls deep into your tight little hole. Listen to to your moans as they fill your cunt. Watch them grunt and sweat as they use you over and over again until they are done and you are exhausted and your fertile womb swells with their sperm
Making a girl stand next to my bed with her labia pulled apart and her swollen clit on display whilst I use a fleshlight to fuck my hard cock.
Handcuffs on, moaning through her gag as she dribbles out of her pussy and humps the air in desperation.
The mindfuck of cnc kink is that it’s the ultimate in your body’s betrayal of you. Rape is one of the worst things that could happen to a person, and yet the idea turns on sluts like you. Your body should be repulsed by any idea of it, and yet it’s soaking wet instead. You seek out new ideas and ways you could be traumatized and raped, because your cunt likes it. Not just raped, but kidnapped. Tied to a post. To a tree, to a radiator. Intox. Somno. Whatever you can imagine to get your clit throbbing imagining me violating you. And the ultimate violation, not just raped but bred. Changed forever by a man you’ve never met and whose name you’ll never know. It’s the most pathetic thing imaginable.
Now touch your aching cunt and pretend you’re not imagining yourself bejng ruined forever.
Being manipulated feels best when your silly mind is edged soft and empty.
A girls mind should be soft and empty
need an older woman to manipulate me so bad
"you can do that for me..cant you bunny?”
"you wanna make mommy feel good, dont you?"
"yeah baby, you're such a smart gir!...show mommy again"
"i thought you were mommys good girl?"
"you don't wanna at least try? for mommy?"
"i know baby, but i bought this just for you! lets just test it out, yeah?"
"i'm sorry honey..i know it hurts but mommy is almost done"
"shhh its okay baby, look at you! you're being such a good girl"
"just one more? for me? it would make mommy so proud..you wanna make mommy proud don't you?
"shhh go back to sleep, you were telling mommy how tired you were remember? you weren't lying were you?"
“please? come on baby show mommy that pretty pussy”
all I want in life is someone telling me I’m a good girl while they beat the crap out of me or rape me, is it really so hard to find someone who’d do that to me?
Normalize forcing women to piss themselves in front of men for our entertainment.
Sex is meant to be scary and humiliating and painful and difficult to endure… right? 🥺
Toxic relationship but it’s soft. They take such good care of you that you don’t even question when they want you to stop going out without them. And then to stop going out at all. When they start controlling what you do. What you can wear. Who you can see. They know best, after all, and you’re too wrapped up in being taken care of to see how you’re being manipulated. How you’re being trained. Until they’ve basically made you their little house pet, and you’re so dependent on them that you think it’s your idea.
‘Daddy? Why do you always make your other girls cum but I’m not allowed?’
‘Because they’re different, baby. They’re proper grown ups and you’re just a silly girl. They have rights and choices and those aren’t for girls like you. Girls like you need men to look after them, and you’re very lucky that I’m here to make your choices for you. We’ve talked about this, remember? When you have orgasms you start to get silly ideas about being equal and you start trying to make your own decisions and then who knows what might happen? It’s too dangerous. I’m protecting you from yourself.’
rape where their cock is forced into you almost dry and it hurts but ends with you really wet and moaning and clenching around your rapist