Use my holes as you see fit
Your mouth is to throatfucking, not for talking!
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Use my holes as you see fit
Your mouth is to throatfucking, not for talking!
Did you know if you ask a sadist really nicely, they will take all your insecurities and use them against you while they fuck you until you’re a broken, sobbing mess? If you ask extra nice, they might even overstimulate you while they do it, until your body gives up struggling and all you can do is take the abuse! And at that point, if you’re really lucky, they’ll fuck your broken body and get off on your suffering. Isn’t that nice <3
Already balls-deep inside her, grinding fat thick cockhead against her cervix with every brutal thrust. Then I felt it. Saw it painted in her tearfilled eyes. The exact moment her mind started breaking. “That’s right, look at you,” My voice low and mocking. “You asked so nicely, didn’t you? Begged me to use every ugly little hole you have. Like a desperate whore. Remember how you’ve always felt like nothing? Like no one could ever truly want you? That's why you ended up desperately begge me to rape you. Proving exactly how worthless you’ve always known you were.”
She whimpered and tried to twist under me, but I pinned her wrists harder and kept slamming in, forcing her soaked cunt to take every inch. “You think anyone else would want you after learning how pathetic you are? That's your problem, as soon a guy get to know you. Get to know what a dumb boring filthy whore you are, they loose interest in you. I’m the only one who bothers to even rape you. I’m the only one who’ll keep going even when you’re sobbing and broken. Admit it! Deep down you needed me to ruin you. You knew I am the only one who would ever bother giving you a bit of attention. You already know that. Somewhere in that empty little head of yours you know, that you’re too damaged for anything better.”
It really isn't that complicated. Rape is the best thing that could happen to a dumb whore. It cuts through all her pathetic pretending and allow her to be what she really is... A dumb fuckhole. A cumbucket. A living, breathing rapedoll. She doesn't have to waste energy on things like thinking or making choices. Her stupid little whore brain wasn't made for that anyway. Bitches' only job in life is to be pretty and spread their legs. The hotter the slut, the more she gets used, and that's her whole fucking purpose. She exists to be a receptacle for real men. All this "consent" bullshit is just noise. A good whore knows her place is on her back or on her knees, taking whatever she's given. They are nothing but objects for masturbation. Just a wet, warm set of holes for men's pleasure and seed. That's it. That's all they exist for. The sooner every fucking dumb bitch accepts she's just a rapedoll to be used and bred, the better for everyone.
Mmmm think I just found #13
A snippet of the short story I am writing about a late night snack at a train
She squirmed a little, trying to shuffle away, but she was too fucked up to do jack shit. I slapped my hand on her thigh, gripping that warm, soft skin hard, right under the edge of her slutty little skirt. Her head turned toward me, those blue eyes all glassy and out of it, some weak ass mumble falling out of her mouth. “S st… sto…” she slurred, barely louder than the train noise. Fucking laughable. Can’t even spit out a full word, let alone push me off. I squeezed harder, sliding my hand up, shoving that skirt higher to show off more of her big soft thighs. All the way up to show her cunt barely hidden by some cheap lace thong. Look at this nasty bitch, dressed like she’s begging for cock, and now she’s gonna pretend she doesn't want it? She’s just a piece of fuckmeat to mess with. She was made to take cock… and that’s what she’s gonna do… whether she wants it or not.
Getting addicted to porn one hole at a time. Doomscrolling endless gifs of anal whores being used like fleshlights and deciding to take a toy up your ass so you can be a gaped open mess too. Watching facefucking videos and learning you can cum just from deepthroating a dildo and rubbing your clit. Edging for hours and preventing yourself from cumming for as long as you can hold the urge off, because staying in that blissful braindead state has become your top priority.
Daddy forcing you to watch porn, using one hand to have fingers deep inside your mouth and his other hand to keep fingering your little pussy while you’re facing the screen. Getting his pretty girl all dumb for him, because you look so much prettier when you’re dumb baby, so much prettier when there’s not a single thought left in your little head but Daddy Daddy Daddy
A genuine belt whupin, hard and fast
Definitely well strapped bottom, the submissive took her strapping very well.
When he said “halfway there” 😳 holy fuck
This is love 🥰
Cunts.....this is what to expect. Don't fuck up.....this is your only warning
The best part about getting a big, messy, gooey load is sharing it with a friend.
The longer you choke on my toxic masculinity, the more you beg for it in your tight asshole. Cocks make dumb bitches dumber.
One of the signs she is a keeper 💕
Love it when vanilla blogs like the nastiest shit I post, I see you.
i have to stop telling myself "i'll rub one out after this episode/movie/scene" bc as soon as its over, the mood is gone & im too invested in whatever im watching lmao
Or maybe change it to, I'll start rubbing myself now, but won't cum until the episode/movie/scene is over. But you can only cum if you stop watching completely. If you watch another episode/movie/show/scene you keep rubbing without cumming
I could never be with someone that doesn't get hard when i tell them about my trauma and being raped
Tell us all about it and make an army of rock hard cocks 😈
Kill yourself loser 💀
Riiiight... First off, grow some balls and stop hiding behind anonymous asks if you want to state your opinions. Secondly, if you don't share the kinks and sexual preferences on my blog... Swipe on instead of spreading hatred and intolerance.
This got flagged due to the gif. So here it is without the animation.
Hard Day at Work - part 2
The pain was immense, a searing agony that radiated through her entire body as he stretched her far beyond what she could handle. The friction of his dry fat cock scraping the insides of her whore hole felt like sandpaper sanding her from the inside. “Fucking keep quiet,” he grunted, his hand swinging down to slap her ass with a resounding smack that made her jolt forward. The sting of the hit only added to the torment. Her skin blooming red under his palm as he kept thrusting, each movement more punishing than the last. Her knees ground into the rough carpet. The friction chafing her skin raw, leaving angry red marks. Her tits were already sore from the slaps and now they were pressed harshly into the floor. Being dragged back and forth with every merciless shove of his hips. The sensitive flesh aching as it scraped against the itchy texture became overwhelming. She screamed and squirmed and begged "Please! Sir, please!. It only pissed him off even more. He leaned forward, put a hand on the back of her head and pushed it to the floor. He held it down with one hand and grabbed a nipple with the other." I am gonna use this tight rapehole and you're gonna shut the fuck up and take it, you worthless fucking fleshlight!” he growled through gritted teeth. He spat on her face and got back into position. His hands clamping down on her hips with a bruising grip, fingers digging into her soft flesh hard enough to leave deep, purple imprints. “This is what I needed. Fucking breaking a dumb cumdumpster. I fucking own you. I can do whatever the fuck I want with you!” His voice was thick with raw, possessive hunger, each word punctuated by a savage thrust that drove him deeper into her torn, aching hole. He didn’t care about the tears that streamed down her face, glistening on her flushed cheeks, or the way her body trembled uncontrollably beneath him. Her breaths came in ragged, broken sobs, her arms shaking as she struggled to hold herself up under the relentless assault. The pace he set was cruel, merciless, a relentless hammering that gave her no reprieve. Her asshole throbbed with every brutal intrusion, the pain intensifying as he stretched her wider, the raw edges of her entrance feeling like they were splitting with each thrust. The violation was suffocating. The feeling of complete powerlessness, of being reduced to nothing more than a hole for him to molest, a body to punish. Humiliation burned through her, mingling with the physical agony as she tried desperately to focus on being useful, on being his perfect fucktoy, but the brutality was too much. Her mind reeled with the shame of not being good enough for him. Not being able to stop her body from automatically trying to resist. The way her body was being used without regard, without consent, her untouched pussy clenching uselessly beneath her as he ignored it entirely. She felt truly useless... worthless...
Hard Day at Work - Part 1 of 2
The door shut with a thunderous bang. The sound echoing through the quiet house like a warning shot. He stormed in. Furious rage was painted all over his face. The weight of a hellish day at work had worked him up. Every muscle in his body was tense. Another day of dealing with brain dead coworkers and insufferable deadlines. Or maybe he was just at his limit of faking politeness for far too long. Today he had been pushed to the edge… and beyond it. Whatever the reason for his mood, she knew something bad was coming. She was nothing more than his stress relief toy, a pathetic dumb meatbag for him to take his frustration out on. His heavy footsteps became louder and louder. Her heart pounded in dread and the session hadn’t even started yet. She sat ready on her knees in front of the door in the living room, when he entered the house. Just like she was trained to do. Kneeling and ready to serve, only wearing the lingerie he had picked out for her to wear in the morning.
“Get the fuck over here,” he snarled, his voice a low, dangerous growl as he seized a handful of her hair, yanking her toward him with a brutal tug. She fell forward, barely catching herself, but before she could even process the pain in her scalp, his hand came down hard across her chest. *SMACK*, "You stupid fucking piece of trash!" *SMACK* *SMACK* The slapS was vicious, a sharp crack that made her full tits bounce and sting, the skin instantly reddening. A small gasp escaped her lips, and his response was immediate shoving her down to the floor with a force that knocked the breath from her lungs. “Shut the fuck up,” he snapped, his eyes dark with anger as she whimpered softly. She landed on the stomach. She immediately got up on all fours, her palms and knees scraping against the coarse carpet in the living room. He didn’t give her a moment to adjust, his hands felt rough as he grabbed the flimsy waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down to her thighs. The fabric tearing slightly into her skin. Her bare body was shivering, partly due to the cool air, partly due to the tense fear of what he would do to her. The answer came almost immediately. He positioned himself behind her, the metallic clink of his belt buckle signaling what was next. There was no tenderness, no preparation, not even a hint of concern for her comfort. He gripped his thick, throbbing cock in one hand, guiding it to her tight, unprepared asshole with a cold determination. She tensed instinctively, her body screaming in protest, but it didn’t matter. With a single, brutal thrust, he forced himself inside her, the sudden invasion tearing a choked cry from her throat. Her asshole burned, the raw stretch unbearable as he pushed deeper. Ignoring the way her body resisted. Ignoring her scream. Ignoring her tears. Ignoring her body that instinctively tried to squirm out of his grip.