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@justanastysideblog
About me:
28, female, bi, from in and around Toronto
Donāt dm me unless youāre from the GTA, not looking to make online friends
Kind of into everything and a lot
Mostly anal, gangbangs and bbc, wouldnāt mind engaging in it either
Office desk pet that makes coffee and printer runs in between getting passed around in the break room for "staff moral"
Posting my fantasies about how I would love to be used and raped like someoneās little toy, saying Iād let them do whatever they want to me but in reality Iām completely inexperienced and would probably be terrified, trying to run away and refuse whoever tries to touch me. Somehow that turns me on even more. Being touched and used without my consent while Iām absolutely terrified, trying to run away but being easily overpowered, screaming and crying for them to stop, feeling them force their way inside my tight little hole without properly preparing me and feeling the pain, being completely destroyed as I beg them, being so overstimulated and forced to cum multiple times
Ignore my screams and cries, shut me up and use me anyway
Canāt stop imagining being used as someoneās personal urinal in the middle of the night. like imagine, sleeping in the same bed but they wake up and have to pee so bad but donāt want to leave the bed so they just slip my panties off and insert themselves into my pussy and use me while Iām fully asleep and have no clue whatās happening. Like come on, that sounds perfectš¤
the day i'll be kidnapped and brought into a big empty bedroom with only a kennel inside with a bunch of scary men staring me down and commanding me to do humiliating things while they laugh and touch their hard bulges before then using my holes like i'm a little toy everyday is when my life is heaven<333
Take your anger out on me. Your coworker pissed you off? Slap me as soon as i open the apartment door. The internet is bugging while you are playing the game? Pull my hair and fuck my ass as hard as you can. Your girlfriend is annoying you? Call me names and don't let me use the bathroom to pee until you feel better. Take your anger out on me because i don't deserve any better, and you deserve to have a punching bag at home to calm yourself down š
You say youāll keep my nudes private, but as soon as I send them to you, youāre sharing them with your friends and other creeps. Then one day you just send me screenshots of your friends talking about my wet pussy and what they want to do to it. You send me a link where you posted them online for people to comment on. I should be livid and telling you to take down the post. But Iām too busy rubbing my cunt to every degrading comment and every rape threat.
one time i sent a guy on here a photo of my shaved pussy spreading it open for him and the next day he told me he sent it to his friends and they jerked off to it together and i still get so wet every time i think about it
Anyone promise feel like passing around my porn to their friends? I have so much unpublished porn it's a shame no one's seeing it
I sent some pics and vids to a guy one time, and the next day he told me he posted them on discord and I came so hard when he told me.
I had a guy threaten to post them to Reddit, telling me all the subs he was going to post them to. I kept edging, each time he told me a new one he wanted to post them to. (And then he never did- what a shame.)
your brain isn't for thinking. it's just like your pussy, it's soft and wet and warm and it's meant for fucking. your head is for fucking. you have no reason to be thinking with your head. it's not like you have anything worthwhile to think about, as cute as you are when you think you do. no, honey. you're so silly. you don't have any important thoughts! your thoughts, your opinions, they're ridiculous. you're ridiculous. that's why you have nice people like me to help you understand your place. im here to help, baby doll. i want you to understand what's good for you and thinking isn't good for you at all. you know what is good for you, though? fucking. fucking is good for you. it's good for your head. and your head is great at fucking. your pussy sure thinks about fucking, doesn't she? yeah. stop thinking with your head. stop thinking with your head. stop thinking. stop thinking. stop thinking. fuck.
fucking her brains out quite literally, heinously fucking every last coherent thought right out of her pretty little head, leaving nothing but desperate, drooling need
"whatās the matter, sweetheart ? canāt think ? canāt speak ? aww, is it all just too much ?"
each vicious thrust knocking another thought loose, each roll of my hips replacing intelligence with raw pleasure, until sheās nothing but a dumb, babbling mess beneath me
"there we go, thatās better. no thoughts, no words, just that fucked-out little look i love so much."
iāll keep going, keep ruining, keep pulling her deeper into that perfect, empty bliss, until the only thing left inside of her is my throbbing cock
stalker jerking off to the innocent pictures he took of you without you knowing. stroking himself slowly, obsessively, cumming to the pictures of you smiling, walking, just existing.
You start getting texts from an unknown number in the middle of the night.
First a screenshot of you sleeping, soft and unaware. Then one of you changing. Then one of you touching yourself, legs spread, face buried in the pillow like no one could possibly see.
Picture after picture ā you crying on the floor after a bad day, you laughing on a video call, you half-naked and vulnerable in moments where you thought you were alone.
Every notification making your stomach drop and your body react in ways you hate. Your hands shaking as you open each one. You feel exposed, violated, and somehow still turned on. You keep staring at the pictures of yourself that you never meant for anyone to see, heart racing, thighs pressing together despite the fear.
Finally receiving "I've been watching you, mouse". The phone nearly slips from your hands as the reality of it sinks in ā someone has been seeing you all this time. You look around at your windows in fear, yet feel yourself getting wetter between your legs, thighs pressing together as the wrong, sick heat spreads through you.
thinking about going home with a guy, and while we're fucking, his roommate comes in and jerks off watching us. they keep me around as a plaything to fuck casually when they feel like it over the next few days, and i find out about their two other roommates who all take turns using me. by the end of the weekend i have so much different cum mixed together inside me and love every second of it
I wanna go on a train one day and have someone gr0pe me. Grab my 4ss, put their d!ck between my ch33ks, rub up on me, smell my hair while i try to scoot back but we're too squished together. Next stop i get off as quick as i can, even tho its not my stop and turn discreetly only to see hes still behind me. Then i realize that this stop is way too empty and i try to hide in an alley but next thing i know im pressed against the wall screaming while he rips my shirt off and sticks a gvn against my side telling me to be quiet or he'll sh00t.
cw/tw: cnc, rapeplay, church
Your stalker who has been watching you go to the same church for days ā sitting quietly in the back during every service, memorizing your routine, waiting for the right moment.
But he just can't wait anymore so he finally follows you inside after the last service ends. Once the doors close and youāre alone, he grabs you from behind and drags you down the aisle, pinning you down in front of the altar. He forces himself inside you while you struggle and try to push him away, fucking you hard on the cold stone floor.
āGodā please noā who are you?ā you cry out, staring at the cross while taking his thrusts. He grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him, āLook at me. In this moment Iām the only god you should be worrying about.ā
You sob and shake underneath him as he takes you right there under the stained glass, every desperate sound you make echoing through the empty pews. By the time he finishes, youāre left trembling on the floor of the church, staring up at the cross full of shame with his cum leaking out of you.
i want someone to make me cum until iām a little brain dead slut
You thought it was just harmless flirting online, naively telling him your address, trusting the older man you met online.
Now heās breaking into your house, grabbing you from behind, throwing you face-down on the floor, and pressing a knife against your throat. Youāre genuinely scared for your life ā sobbing and trembling as he rips your clothes and forces himself inside you.
"Please- please stop- I thought you were nice you don't have to do thisā you cry desperately into the floor while he pins your face down and rapes you hard, pumping deep and rough, the blade digging into your skin with every thrust.
You sob uncontrollably, realizing how stupid you were to trust older men you meet online.
