[lil-miss-mimi]

Getting roofied at a bar just to wake up blurry, drugged, my hands tied behind my back, blindfolded, a ring gag in my mouth and a huge vibrating plug in my ass. Stumbling naked and blind down back alleys, whining for help as my helpless cunt drips down my thighs. Desperately hoping not to be seen even as I wordlessly beg to be released. Hearing cameras flash as passersby spot me; unseen hands pinching and slapping me. Forced to my knees, hands spreading my holes as a cock is shoved down my throat. "Fuck her face harder, she gets so tight when she gags." Drool and tears on my face as I'm split from both ends; and the toy keeps buzz buzz buzzing as I'm filled and stretched and abused, right there on the street. No one helps and no one cares; I'm an easy set of rape holes, and I'll see the evidence online when I'm finally set free

[gendersouponao3]

pin me down with your whole weight and fuck me rough and hard…moan in my ear that you’re gonna come inside, tell me good fucking toy, tell me take it take it take it as your voice breaks and your hips stutter and you fucking rut against me as you fill me up

[digitalpenetration]

pleaasssswe someone cum inside me. I wanna feel someones dick throbbing inside as me when they pump their cum in my cunt. I want them to slowly fuck their cum into my hole and overstimulate themselves. They can’t help it I’m just so tight and wet they want to fuck me until they pass out. I want to be held down and for them to grind their sensitive cock inside me

[lil-miss-mimi]

Thinking about being molested... the guy on the train boxing you in on the bar, his breathing getting heavier and his cock nudging your ass the more uncomfortable you get, getting off on you shrinking in on yourself. Your professor reaching across you and deliberately brushing your tits, again and again until they harden enough to see through your shirt, making eye contact and daring you to call him out. Hands roughly grabbing your ass, your tits in the crowd at a concert, strangers making you feel anxious and small and excited way deep down... just, being touched and objectified without ever asking your permission

[loserbfdad]

No more sneaking into your room at night to use you kiddo. From now on you'll be sleeping in dad's bed. We'll have special playtime before bed and you can go to sleep every night with my cock plugging your cunnie to keep all the cum inside, your head buried into my chest with my arms around you, and you'll wake up every morning to me thrusting into you again.

The way it should've always been for my little girl.

[ickytreats]

You bitch! I yell at her and try to unlock the door. You knew he was the one stalking me this whole damn time and you let him? Who do you think stole your panties for him? She laughs and I glare, that's messed up! Is that how the cameras got in my room? Yup, she says casually as she smiles at him. He's your boyfriend! How can you just casually let him stalk another girl? Steal her panties? Watch her change, shower, and masterbate! She shrugs, what? You look cute doing it, she says in a duh tone. Don't forget I also killed for you, he adds on and my eyes widen at him. Let me out of here...now! Don't be like that pretty girl... I've gone through all your social media... You like this kind of shit. Remember I share this apartment with you and I know that too just by your books, that's a book! That's different! Is it really? If I hold you down right now and check your panties I won't see them soaked?

Don't you dare step closer! I step back as I look at them. Or what? You're trapped, remember? So scared you didn't wanna be left in our apartment alone. So you begged to come with me on our romantic getaway. That was before you ...you helped him! I love him! And he happens to love you too! So suck it up, he's getting his hands on you now. A lamp is knocked to the ground when he suddenly grabs me. I let out a small yell as he drags me to the bed. She sits on a chair as she watches him pin me down. He shoves his hand down my shorts and smiles. Soaked, he glances at her and she nods. Go ahead, baby...she can take it. No! I squeal when my shorts are pulled down to my ankles. This is so wrong! Your twisted! My face is pushed into the sheets as he strips me. Twisted but fun, babygirl! She calls out with a laugh.

I try to cover up when I'm bare and he's pulling his clothes off. I'm flushed and panting as I look around. You'll enjoy this...this is what you wanted, she smiles and stands up from her chair. Pulling her skirt off, your really okay with your boyfriend fucking some other girl? Not just some other girl, you princess. And you're the only one I trust to do this. So if it was some other girl you wouldn't have let him get away with any of this? Nope, she smiles and pulls out a couple toys that were in a drawer. Let us all enjoy, yeah? I feel his hands on my thighs, yanking me back onto my back. He gets between my thighs and I hit his chest. I gasp escaped my lips when he pushes into me. God, this is so much better than I could ever imagine... I hear the faint sound of a vibrator go off. He slowly starts fucking me and I glance over at her, holding the vibe right on her clit.

Enjoy it, baby. She laughs and grabs one of her tits, I know I am. Fuck! Too big, I whimper as he pushes down on my lower tummy. Falling too weak to move and letting him take what he wants. I can hear your cunt even with this vibrator on, she taunts. She's soaking wet, already making a mess between us. I told you all her silly no's meant yes. I whine and he starts fucking into me quicker. You can hear the headboard hit the wall with each thrust. Mean! I sniffle as my head is in the clouds with pleasure. Oh but baby...you like it mean, he growls at the end and pushes my legs back. And I like watching you both come together, she turns her vibe off and grabs a dildo. We have all night to play cat and mouse.

[clatteringmannequin]

not nearly enough had been said on the topic of older basement pets watching the newer ones get broken in. imo.

[clatteringmannequin]

you're taken downstairs and deposited gently on the floor. there's a jingle of keys and an excitable voice calling out to a figure in the corner. "look what i brought you," and "have to behave," and "new sister." it doesn't make sense. you feel sick. hazy. different. you want to fight, or run for your life, or at the very least kill yourself, but you can barely turn your head. every time you manage it your kidnapper picks you up by the hair and turns your gaze back to the other victim in the room. it's fucking her in a dog bed right in front of you, saying "see? see? look at this." and petting and praising the lax body underneath itself with exaggerated gestures while they both moan and shudder and drool.

the other victim is not unkind to you. she certainly never denies you warmth when you go looking for it. she comforts you, afterwards, as much as she can, every time you resist feeding, or grooming, or playtime. but when you try to talk to her about looking for a way out, or calling for help, or you ask her about her family, her name, anything, she just looks at you. doesn't say a word. you think she's just...sad, at first, and then you see the look on her face after your third feeble attempt to kick the door off the hinges and you realize she's embarrassed for you. you don't want to think about how long she was down here before she turned into this. she doesn't want to think about a time she was ever so badly behaved.

and then one day she's placidly petting your head and telling you it'll feel better if you just relax while you're being raped again and you turn, desperate to see her face and - she's touching herself. she's touching herself. your body is hot and buzzing and uncooperative and it's not just whatever is in the water, this time. you're so far beyond humiliated, beyond betrayed, horrified, defeated. you go limp and watch her hand moving in time to your sobbing and pleading and the obscene wet sound of your body being violated right in front of her and wonder if she's been doing the same thing every time. your owner cums inside, again, and cheerfully calls you a a good dog. "that wasn't so bad, was it?" it ruffles your hair playfully. it stands to leave. it gives her permission to play with you while it's gone.

[lapdogbro]

Dad pathetically sobbing as he rapes me, thrusting his hips in desperation and holding my hand promising me it’ll be over soon daddy just needs release please please 🥴

[wolfbaitbf]

dad who makes us shower together. he tells me he's tired, he's had a long day- he'll wash me if i wash him. i'm hesitant at first, we haven't showered together since i was a kid. im almost fully grown now, we shouldn't. but he looks exhausted, and since mom left, im all he has left. he's probably lonely, how can i say no?

so i agree. he helps me take my clothes off with calloused hands, subtly fondling my chest when he slips my shirt off and then my ass, all under the guise of being a bit clumsy. he'd never do it on purpose, or so he says. i return the favor, only shying away when he's down to his boxers. there's a bulge straining there and the sight makes something warm pool in my tummy.

"don't be shy, kiddo," he coaxes, "it's not weird, im your dad. we used to do this all the time."

i pull his boxers down hesitantly, having to drop to my knees to do so. his cock gets caught on the waistband and almost hits me in the face, a subtle musky scent wafting. it shouldn't make me drool a little, but it does. my tummy feels weird, tingly. dad brings his hand down to pump his cock once, twice before he helps me to my feet.

"c'mon, son," he leads me into the shower after he turns the water to a temperature we both like. the hot water pelts us and i almost forget my dad's behind me until i feel his hands on my hips and his cock pressing against my lower back. fuck, he's big. much bigger than me.

"uh, dad-"

"look at you, all grown up," his voice is rough, his hand moving back to grab my ass and then softly slap it. i can feel my face turning red and i know this is wrong, that he shouldn't be touching me like this. i feel guilty for the wetness that gathers between my legs. "you make your dad proud, kid, you know that?"

he guides his cock between my thighs, the hard length pressing right against my cunt, his hips rocking lazily. "so fuckin' proud, baby. you've always been my favorite out of your siblings, you know that?"

"d-dad, wait- this is wrong," i try to protest, but my cunt feels so good when he grinds his cock against it, and my hips are rocking back and i just can't help it.

"i helped make you, bubs, it's not wrong. you're just thanking me, that's all. bend over for your old man, hm?" it's not like i have a choice. he forces me to bend forward, lining himself up with my dripping entrance and violating my cunt.

even as i struggle, he fucks into me like he's trying to put a baby inside of me. it hurts and feels good at the same time, tears steaming down my cheeks that get lost in the stream of the shower. his hands forcing my hips back, the weight of him pressing against me shouldn't make me squeeze and clench around him. i should be crying harder, trying to force him off of me for the same reason im not. he's my dad, he made me, i should be thankful he's not hurting me. he loves me, said i was his favorite.

his thrusts get sloppier as he reaches his peak and spills a hot, viscous load with his tip pressed against my cervix. it's like i can feel it flooding my womb, and fuck does it feel like heaven. dad doesn't stop fucking me until his cock goes soft, and once it does, he puts a hand between my legs to rub my clit until i cum. he keeps his cock inside of me, twitching and pulsing back to life as my own orgasm washes over me.

"c'mon, son, don't get all tired on me now, huh? the water's still warm. we haven't even gotten clean yet." his hips rut lazily against mine as he grabs the body wash i like and lathers some in his hands, spreading it over what he can reach of my body. the water goes cold by the time we're done and im dripping with cum when i go to bed, praying to god i don't get pregnant.

---

i want a dad boyfriend to recreate this with so fucking bad.

[boybotomy-deactivated20260127]

i need to be inappropriately touched by my uncle.

he's dad's older brother -- just like papa, but scruffier, rougher, bigger. there's a reason daddy doesn't let me see him often.

uncle takes me out behind the house during the family gathering. he's so kind, he lets me sneak a beer and he's always putting a firm hand on the small of my back. "you're a handsome young man these days, aren'tcha, bubs?"

the way he talks to me feels good. it feels fuzzy in my chest and in my tummy and for some reason i just can't find it in myself to pull away. "i was always jealous of your father's little baby."

suddenly he's holding an arm around me, pressing my back against his belly and easing his fingers underneath my waistband. i feel a little nauseous.

"what are you--" i manage to squeek before another warm hand is pressed over my mouth.

he's shushing me as his fingers circle my clit, and dip into my wet and ready pussy. his fingers are so big, so calloused and he touches me rougher than daddy does. oh god, he'd be so angry if he found out i let my uncle touch me.

i go limp as he rubs my dick hard and fast, just enough to make that fluttery feeling in my tummy throb, before he pulls out of my boxers. he sticks his fingers, wet and covered in me, into my mouth and squeezes my ass.

"'can't believe your daddy gets to keep this all to himself," he sighs behind me and kisses my forehead. "keep this our little secret, buddy, or else i'll have to really rape you."

teary-eyed, i nod, and dread having to act normal around my family -- despite that, i know how hard i'll be fervently rubbing my clit later to the memory of my uncle's violating fingers.

[dad-son-enthusiast]

Kiddo who's wound so tight from being a grown up, aching and grumpy and sad. Kiddo who needs Dad's attention and affection but is too tired to play. Kiddo who gets cathartically raped by Dad in missionary while they cry and scratch and bite to try and escape. Kiddo who finally gives up and goes limp while Dad fucks them, their mouth open and moaning until Dad hooks his fingers inside for them to suck. Kiddo who bounces back fast once its all over, eating their aftercare snacks and babbling about everything that's left in their brain, grateful that Dad knows exactly how to take care of them.

[dummyinc]

He’s not sorry, panting against your ear and whining as his hips rock against yours, you’re still half asleep. Still barely registering the sound of his voice filling your ears and his cock stretching your cunt.

He’s not sorry, but he says he is.

“ ‘M sorry, ‘m so fuck-ing sorry- Oh fuck, you feel s’ood. Gonna, g’na g’na cum. G’’na c-UM.” He sobs into your neck, fingers threading with yours as his hips still, cock nestling against your cervix and balls drawing up as he cums. It’s so thick and warm, has his mouth opening with a shuddering groan and drool slipping from his mouth to smear across your shoulder and his cheek.

“ ‘M sorry, fuck ‘m sorry. You’re dreaming, fuck, you’re dreaming.” He whispers in your ear when you stir just a little, hips still rocking against yours as he coaxes you back to sleep.

He’s not sorry, he does it every night.

You sleep through it all, simply waking up the next morning aching and sore, greeting him excitedly as he thinks about the cum nestled warmly in your cunt. Thinks about how much he can’t wait until you slurp down the dinner he’s given you that has crushed birth control and sleeping pills mixed in so that he can repeat the process all over again.

Thinks about smearing your creamy cunny with more cum as he uses your used slit to clean himself, apologizing for the mess and rubbing his finger over your clit to watch his cum be pushed out by your slick.

He’s not sorry and he never will be.

He hopes you wake up one of those days, mewling at his cock stretching your little hole and beg him to stop so he can watch the way your mouth gapes and defeat glazes over your eyes as you feel his cum fill your insides, so he can apologize and whisper how much you wanted it, how you were just begging for it, wearing no clothes to sleep like your whore cunt wanted to be filled and raped, and how he needed a release, needed to give in to his temptations, whisper that he’s sorry but you feel so good hugging his cock.

Comfort you as his thrusts resume, rhythm matching that of your sobs as you feel your body rock with the force of his thrusts. Shame overcoming you as you hear the wet schlick sound of your cunny growing wetter at the feeling of his cock raping your cunt. How you whine and cry for him to stop, to pull out this time when he warns you he’s cumming, feels your tears salt his tongue as he licks them from your cheeks when you cum too.

He’s not sorry. He wishes he could be.

[kottasnightmode]

Thinking about lying on top of the little thing I just raped while it's crying and whimpering and I'm just chuckling softly and playing with it's hair while it's squirms under me only serve to massage my cock inside it

[head-trauma]

dad who's trying to hold back from touching you so instead he lets the dog fuck you while he watches

[ropebunyn]

the sexual tension between an older and a younger sibling who hate each other, who can’t fucking stand one another.

how shooting each other dirty looks from across the room, and sticking your tongue out at them when they’re being praised by your parents, and rolling your eyes when they ask you about school,

turns into them slamming into you roughly while grunting, “god, you’re so fucking uptight. such a fucking annoying, spoiled little kid,” into your ear

as they grab onto your scalp with a firm grip and roughly hold you down on the bed, while your parents are busy watching tv in the room down the hall.

[punchdrunkkiddo]

dad pushing me on the swingset, pushing me higher and higher while I’m giddy laughing, flying through the air. the shift from pushing on my back to the more than occasional “accidental” grope of my ass becoming noticeable, the blush on my face becoming more prominent. you gradually slowing down, blatantly gripping or smacking my ass with each push until you suddenly grip my hips, your arms around the chains of the swing holding me against you teetering on my tippy toes.

“hi daddy!”

your breath hot against my cheek as you grumble a “hi kid” in my ear, gripping my hips tighter, your hands start to wander to my inner thighs as I whine, “daaad not hereee”. “why not here baby?” “you… you know what happened here daddy, what he did to me when I snuck out n came here alone” “yea? ohhh baby it’s okay, I know. tell me, did he touch you… here?” as you grope my tits, pinching my nipples as I let out a breathy “mhmm” and pout, tears springing in my eyes at the memory. “where else baby? walk me through every detail” and I do. tears streaming down my face as I relive every detail with you recreating it exactly as I describe. Every unwanted orgasm, every hit, every load filling my holes you make me narrate while I sob, beg for you to stop, please dad please you’re hurting me please stop. “We’re gonna start over and over again, until I replace him in your silly little nightmares. And I will be there to comfort you and fill you with dad’s love while you wake up crying, every single time. I pinky promise kid.”

[ropebunyn]

quietly crying “I hate you I hate you I hate you” until your words are barely comprehensible through your sobs, staring dead at the ceiling and slipping in and out of reality while your older brother fucks into you roughly. aaaand send post