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This is a back up blog. I’m a 26 year old submissive woman from Canada 🇨🇦

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About Me

I’m a 26 year old submissive from Canada. I’m currently with an amazing Dom. You can find him at @embracinginnerdarkness We live together and have tried a lot of the things you see on here. We are CNC 24/7.

There are a LOT of hards kinks on this blog. I use kink as a way to cope with over 16 years of trauma and abuse (sexual, physical and emotional) at the hands of family and then eventually an older ex boyfriend who got me away from them. Follow at your own risk.

You MUST be 18+ to follow me.

I do not share pictures because people are shady and cannot be trusted.

I do have my Dom’s permission to talk to other men and play with (on here only), but he does see everything. Be respectful of him and know he makes the final call on everything.

Note: this blog is about how I need/want to be treated. I don’t condone forcing any girl to be treated this way unless they consent. This is all about me and me only.

My written posts are all tagged “for Sir” and you can click the tag on the bottom of this post to see them.

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Hold me down and violate me in every way imaginable. Hurt me in ways I haven’t even dreamed of.

Please give me worth. Use me for your pleasure with no regard to my feelings.

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Just thinking about how lucky I am that Sir takes the time to rape me and beat me.

I’m so disgusting and worthless and I appreciate every bit of attention he gives me.

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Here’s a fun date idea 💕I get ready for our date in a nice dress with some make up. You scoff when you see me and roll your eyes at the thought of me ever being beautiful.

Then you spend the evening stripping me and writing my flaws on me and forcing me to look in the mirror.

Make me tell you I’m an ugly, fat and disgusting pig.

When I’m sobbing, you take me onto the bed and rape my holes while reminding me I should be thankful you even touch my disgusting body. Maybe you tell me about the pretty girl you’re thinking about instead of me to even stay hard.

In the end, I’ll thank you for raping me. I’m so disgusting, I should appreciate any and every ounce of your attention.

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Tie me down to the table with my legs spread wide. Put duct tape over my mouth. Let different men come in and rape my cunt while I struggle against the restraints and cry.

When they’re gone, begin beating me. Beat me for allowing them to rape me. Beat me because you’re jealous their cocks were inside me. Beat me because I didn’t tell them “no”.

When you take the duct tape off and I start pleading and insisting I couldn’t help it, beat me some more. Whip my cunt with your belt. Whip my tits. Whip my ass. Keep going until I apologize for allowing them to rape me.

And then shove your cock in my ass and rape it hard because my cunt has been defiled by the other men.

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Force me to drink a bunch of water and then not let me pee. Tell me if I wet myself, I’ll be punished terribly. Then proceed to rape and beat me over and over again. With toys, with your cock… It’ll hurt so much more when I’m raped with my bladder full. Don’t stop until I piss myself and then punish me for being such a disgusting little slut who can’t follow simple orders.

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Talk to girls prettier than me (which is like every other girl out there) and jerk off and tell me that I’m so disgusting you’d rather jerk to these girls than rape any of my holes.

Keep doing this until I start pleading with you to rape me because I feel useless. Wait until I begin begging you to beat me because if I can’t have worth as a rapetoy then maybe I can have it as a punching bag.

Eventually, you’ll sigh and get up and get your belt and begin belting me all over. My thighs, butt, back… even my cunt. And when I’m sobbing and trying to get away from you, tell me I asked for it and that I sound ungrateful and that maybe you should go back to the prettier girls.

I’ll manage to get out “thank you, Sir” in between my sobs. “Thank you for beating me, Sir. Please don’t stop.”

Beat me until your arms get tired with toys, your fists… anything and everything and then rape my asshole, forcing me to thank you again and again for paying attention to me. “Thank you, Sir for giving me worth as your rapetoy and punching bag. Thank you.”

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I’m your punching bag, Sir.

Had a rough day? Someone pissing you off? Come take it out on me and feel the stress leave your body.

It’s what I’m good for💗.

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Tell me to not make a sound or I’ll be punished and then beat me and rape me mercilessly. Hurt me as much as you have to in order to get even a little gasp out of me. Don’t stop until you succeed.

And then punish me viciously for being such a stupid little girl who couldn’t follow orders. After all, it was such a simple request…

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Trigger my trauma memories so bad that I have flashbacks and genuinely feel like I’m back in the past being violently raped.

And then once I’m crying and shaking and can’t tell what reality is, rape me yourself. Bonus points if you convince me you’re him.

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When I’m screaming and sobbing and telling you I can’t take it. I can’t handle anymore…

You’ll be telling me that I don’t have a choice and to fucking take it.

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Take advantage of me while I sleep. Slip your fingers into my cunt and feel me get wet as I hump your fingers and moan. Slide your cock into me and when I mumble tell me “shh, it’s just a dream.”

As I stir, repeat that. Tell me I’m just dreaming as you fuck me harder and harder while I begin to cry.

Pull your cock out when my cries get louder.

Tell me that, “it’s okay, little girl. You’re having a bad dream.”

Reach over to stroke my hair gently and make me tell you what’s wrong.

When I tell you my cunt hurts, reach down to touch it and feel my fluids.

“Little girls aren’t supposed to get wet down here.” The disappointment in your tone will make it impossible for me to protest when you instruct me to lay on my front.

I’ll cringe when I hear your belt but nothing will prepare me for the sting of it on my butt. You’ll strike me over and over while I sob, all over my thighs, butt and back.

I’ll beg and plead and you’ll make me count and thank you.

“50. Thank you, Sir.” My words will be nearly incomprehensible as my tears soak the bed sheets and my body trembles in pain.

“Now, you’ve made me all hard and you’re too little to have your cunt fucked. That’s not very fair to me, is it? You made me punish you for being such a dirty whore.”

I’ll sob even louder as I feel the lube touch my asshole.

“Now. Be a good girl and take this. I let you off easy.”

I’ll barely even manage to sob out the “Yes, Sir” before your cock enters my ass. I’ll scream, cry and kick the mattress as I try to get away from you.

But you won’t stop until you’ve cum deep in me, and plugged my ass. I’ll sob into your chest while you stroke my hair and tell me “it’s okay. It’s over.”

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You expect a hot meal after a long day. It’s the least I can do for you.

Come home, see the food ready on the table and take me in the bedroom and shove your cock into me and pound me into tears.

When you’re done, you’ll go back to your meal only to find it cold.

Then you’ll punish me like I deserve for not following such a simple request. You don’t deserve cold food and I deserve my ass beaten for daring serve it to you.

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Force me to tell you about how he raped me while I stroke your cock. Let me feel how your cock hardens and twitches when I tell you how it felt like I was splitting in two when his cock tore into me.

I’ll already be sobbing by the time you roll me over to shove your cock into my cunt.

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I want you to make me trust you. Listen when I tell you about the other men who have raped me and feign sympathy. I’ll be so distracted by crying that I won’t notice your cock is hard.

Encourage me to tell you again and again. Tell me that it’s healing to talk about it.

I love you and trust you. I think you’re helping me. Keep this up even after I move in with you. I will trust you too much to notice the ways you intentionally trigger me into having flashbacks. I will cry to you and tell you all about how I can feel them inside me. I remember. You’ll stroke my hair and brush away my tears.

We won’t have sex. You’ll tell me that you’ll wait for me. That we’ll work on my healing.

And then one day, when you can’t wait any longer… you’ll rape me too. You’ll recite all the terrible things I told you and even force me to relive them when you can.

You’ll call me a dirty slut whose only purpose is to be raped.

And then after when I’m sobbing, you’ll reassure me. You’ll tell me it’s for my own good. You’re helping me.

I’ll cry and cling to you. And most importantly, I’ll believe you.

You’ll break me time and time again and mold me into your perfect rapetoy.

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Tell me that you’re going to rape my cunt or my ass and that I get to choose if I ask nicely.

When I choose my cunt, “please, rape my cunt, Sir” rape me viciously. When I cry, tell me “you asked for this. You even said please.”

Tell me that I’m not being convincing that this is what I want and threaten to pull your cock out and shove it into my ass. I’ll beg you some more. “Please, Sir. Please keep raping my cunt. I want it.”

Make me scream and cry. Punch me, smack me, choke me. Rape me so hard I feel like I’m splitting in two. Pull out of me to shove your cock back in, not caring if I’m bleeding or torn. Don’t stop until I start begging you to rape my ass instead. And then don’t. Not right away.

Rape my cunt some more. Beat me some more. Take your cock out and continue to hurt me. And when I’m sobbing so much I can’t even fight anymore, shove your cock into my ass and rape me hard until you cum deep inside me. The whole time reminding me I’m a dirty little rapeslut who asked for it.

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I don’t want to be hit for play. I want you to hit me like you mean it. I want you to abuse me.

I want to be shaking and terrified and pleading for you to stop while you use me as a punching bag to let out your stress.