Just A Horny Fool @perilofteeth - Tumblr Blog

Hi!

This is a simple blog for the stuff I find erotic.

I can find almost anything erotic.

I'd be T4T but I'm too much of a slut so it's T4Everybody

I don't have a tagging system, sorry.

yellow-cat

the burden of the favorite toy

#this reblog is intentional

st1txhs

i think my ideal dynamic is constantly sobbing and shaking in pain while you're doing the cruel things to me we've fantasized about for so long but it's exponentially worse actually going through it so i'm in a perpetual state of slight panic and fear of you but that's also something we sexualized and romanticized so realistically i'm right where i want to be

fraternum-momentum

let her out of the basement plsss (dont. shes right where she wants to be) [bsky]

misscaptor

Come on, sweet thing. You know the muzzle is good for you. We do have neighbors, and I wouldn’t want them getting the wrong idea and sending someone to take you away from me. Oh hey now, don’t give me that look. You don’t want to be taken away either. I know you’re acting up right now, but what would you even do if you got out on your own?

It’s been… months, probably, since you’ve chosen what you eat for a meal, I don’t think you’d be able to think of three of them a day anymore. It’s been even longer than that since you’ve chosen your own clothes. I can’t remember the last time you washed your own hair. If I gave you my phone to call for a rescue, would you know how to use it or would you stare at it empty-eyed, like the animal I’ve turned you into? You should be grateful I do so much for you.

Not to mention all that horrible human life stuff I’ve let you get out of. Do you remember resumes? Job hunting? Rent? Do you even know how much the mortgage on this house is? I mean, honestly, did you even know that I own the house that I keep you in? I’d never throw in your face how much I spend, thats my responsibility as your captor, but do you consider how little you have to think about? You don’t wanna be thrown back to the wolves. It would just crush a helpless little thing like you.

What’s so good out there, pet? You eat from my hand, and I feed you well. You wear nice clothes I picked out just for you and I dress you up every day. The bed in your cage is soft and comfortable. You get to spend most of your day drawing or making things or kneeling by my desk while I work. You used to complain about never reading and now you go through the books I give you so quickly, I worry the library will get suspicious. Isn’t this how you’re meant to live? Isn’t this what’s good for you?

If I take off your muzzle, will you stop screaming to be let go? I can’t let you go. I have to take care of you

misscaptor

Come on, sweet thing. You know the muzzle is good for you. We do have neighbors, and I wouldn’t want them getting the wrong idea and sending someone to take you away from me. Oh hey now, don’t give me that look. You don’t want to be taken away either. I know you’re acting up right now, but what would you even do if you got out on your own?

It’s been… months, probably, since you’ve chosen what you eat for a meal, I don’t think you’d be able to think of three of them a day anymore. It’s been even longer than that since you’ve chosen your own clothes. I can’t remember the last time you washed your own hair. If I gave you my phone to call for a rescue, would you know how to use it or would you stare at it empty-eyed, like the animal I’ve turned you into? You should be grateful I do so much for you.

Not to mention all that horrible human life stuff I’ve let you get out of. Do you remember resumes? Job hunting? Rent? Do you even know how much the mortgage on this house is? I mean, honestly, did you even know that I own the house that I keep you in? I’d never throw in your face how much I spend, thats my responsibility as your captor, but do you consider how little you have to think about? You don’t wanna be thrown back to the wolves. It would just crush a helpless little thing like you.

What’s so good out there, pet? You eat from my hand, and I feed you well. You wear nice clothes I picked out just for you and I dress you up every day. The bed in your cage is soft and comfortable. You get to spend most of your day drawing or making things or kneeling by my desk while I work. You used to complain about never reading and now you go through the books I give you so quickly, I worry the library will get suspicious. Isn’t this how you’re meant to live? Isn’t this what’s good for you?

If I take off your muzzle, will you stop screaming to be let go? I can’t let you go. I have to take care of you

deadeyed-dykething

let me make your favorite food and get our drinks ready (you won't know if i put anything in them). wasn't it so much work trying to maintain your life all by yourself? wouldn't it be nice to let go? let me take care of you, you don't need to take care of yourself anymore (not that you'll be able to anyway). don't worry about feeling so fuzzy. let me brush your teeth for you. open wide. don't mind how hard i grip your jaw, i need you to hold still. keep your eyes on mine, that's good. you don't have to be responsible for it anymore, any of it, isn't that nice? now yes, i am going to hurt you, but only because you're so cute and because it makes me so happy. you want to make me happy, don't you? of course you do. i'll tell you what a good job you're doing. i'm so proud of you.

yaigi-gi

kigoh-neko

Arm Lift Chokehold 【Draw Chat 4 pics】

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2480719

k4ty-cat

You can't even cry in front of girls to get what you want anymore they just get hard and rub themselves against your tear-covered face

harnessedhorsey

There was a strong urge to draw right before bed. So, here’s a sketch appreciation of trans cocks <3

emesissy

going to start having my dick in the twelve o'clock position when i wear bike shorts so you can see my frenum piercing imprint at the gym

emesissy

like, such as

lycanthrapist

a photo of my arms and hands covered in scratches. my hands look like this... so her hands can look like this. and its a photo of her hands zip tied together and a cloth gag splattered with blood is barely visible