My blog is just a guide for them on how to fuck me
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My blog is just a guide for them on how to fuck me
everytime i want something i should be shot in the head
wanting to get shot in the head for wanting something is also wanting
u can hurt me if itll make u feel better
Get up and get more~
the big basil post is going around again… hello new folks… i am not a gardener… i am a pornographer and i torture blond men
multiple whumpers assaulting the same whumpee where some of them ARE asking for consent before they do things to whumpee - but from a particular whumper. maybe they’re the one seen as in charge, the highest ranking one, the one who ‘owns’ whumpee in some capacity (a captor, the person with most direct control, etc. living weapon whumpee’s handler). regardless, when they want to do something to whumpee, that whumper is whose permission matters.
maybe even calling whumpee ‘it’ for an extra layer of dehumanization and objectification.
“can i fuck it?”
“can i use it? i’ve got some stress i’d like to work out.”
“can i leave marks?”
“how hard can i hit them?”
“can i make them cry? how about scream? i’d love to hear that.”
“do you mind if i choke them?”
whumpee is never asked at all. it’s like they’re not even there, and if they are, they’re certainly not a person.
Having a crush on someone when you have fucked up kinks is so embarrassing bc you’re just like “wow they’re so cute I want them to get off on the way I cry while they fuck me”
Also highly recommend looking thru the reblogs on this one cause so many people add their own versions, and the dom / sadist versions especially just fuckin tickle me. I love y’all bunch of perverts
You folks get me
I beg my kidnappers for a phone, swearing not to make any calls or texts, and they stare over my shoulder, holding a gun to my head as I use my newly-freed hand to post, "So do like, dudes just buy ropes and baklavas from the same store or what lmfao like a specialty Crime Store"
One of the kidnappers says "balaclavas" but it's muffled under the fabric. I ask them to repeat and they do, their voice raspy from disuse. "You wrote baklava, that's a pastry." The other kidnapper goes "stfu" and then after a pause goes "Why would you buy from a crime store"
Then they spit roast me
I didn't wanna say this but now that someone's left this kind of comment I have to be honest: Everyone else's tags are funny but this is the only person who understood my vision for this scenario
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Referring to subs as inanimate objects or by using it/its pronouns to dehumanise them.
Do you want to get really high together except I don’t smoke and you do it til you’re nonverbal, and I’m just fingering your mouth for the rest of the night? Let me know ok
i'm such yayybait. i'm such yippee!bait. i love to become ensnared in delight
Let me know if I can give you head like this 😋
( full video for sale dm me ! )
(They He & He/They for people in this video
idk how he is alive
Listening to my coworkers speak in disgust of several kinks that I partake in and acting baffled along with them
Being a sadomasochist playing with a sadist is so intensely satisfying. It itches every part of my brain. To coax that out of someone is delicious in every sense. All the better because I know exactly what that urge feels like.
I know what that buzz in your brain is like. I know the way your fingers flex. The way your heartbeat picks up. The way your eyes become singularly focused on the thing you want to hurt and see break by your hands.
And I want you to do it to me. I need you to do it to me. Don't be scared. I understand you. Let it out. It's okay.
sadist who lays you down with bright eyes and a big toothy smile that's so contagious you find yourself grinning back with excitement growing in ur tummy until they say "you really aren't going to like this, baby"