dolly . 25 . chronically online girlfail
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dolly . 25 . chronically online girlfail
father’s “missing” milk carton kid
getting worse for her, more dependent, more dumb, more depraved 🖤
🎀💗🫧🩰🍥🐑💘🩹🐇
Actually being kidnapped after years of fantasizing about it, having all of my expectations shattered, my trust betrayed, and being scared out of my mind. Begging to be let go and being told this is what I wanted, this is what I asked for.
My captor went through the effort of snooping through all of my socials to gather enough info to be able to take me in the first place, so of course she knew, I was stupid and I ignored all of the signs.
She knew exactly how to drag me in, exactly what to say, exactly how to act, everything fine tuned to lure me into her grasp so I'd never see the sun without her permission again.
Knowing deep down that it's my fault, and promising myself that ill find a way out. Only to be slowly broken in over the course of a few weeks, or maybe a few months. I'll stare in the mirror one day and find myself in the exact position I fantasized being in so long ago. Dead eyed, collared, bound, bruised beyond comprehension, desperate for any ounce of attention, smiling, knowing I've finally found my place.
dads who are vocal about their guilt:
kid.. im so sorry.. dad can’t help it.. just hold still.. dad is so so sorry.. forgive me.. just relax.. so sorry kiddo i know i know.. almost over.. shh
“Don’t tell a soul.”
Crumpled on the laundry room floor, the girl hugs her legs. Face buried in her knees, leggings around her ankles, ripped panties barely hanging on to her waist. “Did you hear me?” Her best friend’s dad’s voice sounds so far away. Looming over the trembling girl, he pulls up his pants and buckles his belt.
“You don’t tell anybody what happened.” A few tears drip down between her legs, splotching on the small puddle of his cum that had leaked out onto the cold tile. “Answer me.” His gruff voice is tinted with his normal soft cadence. “yes…” The girl’s red eyes flicker at him, peering up from her curled limbs. “Yes what?” Her friend’s dad tucks in his shirt. “Won’t tell anyone what happened.”
“Good. Now clean yourself up and go back to bed.”
She never used to touch herself much. Once a week at the most. Now she frantically rubs at her clit for the third time that day. The girl’s phone rattles in her hand as her fingers work on her pussy. The screen is so close, her ragged breathing fogs the image. “ah… ah… ah…” Her phone slips and falls to the mattress. Curling her body, she whimpers to herself as she brings herself to orgasm.
“Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.”
Alone in her room, the girl stares blankly at the video. Her heart pounds. Porn like this was something new to her. The middle-aged man brutishly forces himself into the younger woman. A cheerful chime sound notifies her of a text from her best friend. “Wanna come over and study tomorrow?” She reacts with a thumbs up. Rewinding the video, her hand dips back between her thighs.
The two friends procrastinate. A few half-hearted attempts at comparing notes in between painting their nails. The girl chooses a soft pink. Late into the evening, the pair snack on some cereal. The girl stretches and yawns. “It’s getting late, I should probably go…” She packs up her schoolwork. “…do you think your dad can give me a ride?”
Her best friend’s dad grabs his keys. They hug goodbye. Dropping her bag in the back seat, she climbs silently into the car. A quick text to her mom. I should be home in an hour or two. He starts the engine. Her house is only a few minutes down the road. “Didn’t tell anybody.” The girl mumbles to him. The man turns the wheel and pulls off onto a side road.
She stares out into the night as he drives to the woods. Darkness envelops them. Gravel crunches under the tires as he stops alongside the old road. Her eyes closed, she listens to the silence.
He grips her hair. “Stop! You don’t need to-“ Holding the back of her hair, the powerful man drags her face to his lap. “I’ll do it! You don’t have to make me…” His belt slaps across her face as he unbuckles it. She squirms and fights as he pulls his hard cock from his pants. “I’ll just suck it! Don’t!”
Forcing her head down, he pushes his cock deep into her throat. The girl gags. Both hands on the back of her neck, he grinds her face down until her nose touches his hip. She smacks at his thighs. Holding onto a fistful of her hair the man pumps his cock into her mouth. The girl can barely breathe. Every gasp for air is interrupted by a sob.
He gropes her mercilessly. One handful of her tits, one hand on the back of her skull. Her best friend’s dad groans and leans back. He facefucks the young girl in the family SUV. The pace increases. Droplets of her tears run down her cheeks and across her lips. She tastes the salty tears on his cock. His cock throbs in her throat.
The girl’s lips pull off his dick with a wet pop. He shoves her back into the passenger seat and climbs on top of her. “No. Please. No...” Her fresh pink nails claw at his chest as he forces her legs open. Pulling up her skirt, the man finds her fresh pink pussy. “No panties? Fucking slut.” She covers her face in shame. Rubbing the head of his cock against her hole, he grips her by the throat. “Wet too. Little whore.”
She shrieks as he thrusts his cock into her. Alone in the woods, nobody hears her scream. The girl shudders as he starts to rut inside. Cramped and awkward in the small space, he’s rougher than he needs to be. She twitches every time her friend’s dad’s cock thumps against her cervix. Gripping her wrists, he pulls her fingers away from her face and pins her arms to the headrest.
Holding both of her slender arms in one hand, his other hand takes advantage of her. Pulling up her shirt, he grabs her bare tits. A push on her knee opens her legs more and lets him get deeper. He squeezes her wet cheeks. Struggling in the seat, she can’t get away. “I would have done it…” The girl begs. “…I would have let you… stop… please…”
Her pathetic whining only makes him push harder. Grabbing the back of her head again, he tilts her head down. “Look at it.” She can see her tits bounce with each smack of his hips. “Look at what you made me do.” His thick cock stretches her out. Watching him thrust so carelessly into her, the girl falls silent.
“See it? What the fuck did you think was going to happen? Baiting me for years, now you want to pretend you’ll put out?”
The girl doesn’t respond. Her body shudders. He feels her tighten on his cock. Wet and slippery and crushed underneath his weight, the girl’s sobbing turns to short, sweet gasps.
“This is your fault.”
Her back arches. The man pounds into her faster and faster. All fight has left her body. She cums on his cock for the second time. It’s not as strong as the time on the laundry room floor, but it lasts longer. Pinning the little cocktease to the car seat, he cums deep in her bare pussy. Condensation runs down the foggy glass.
Relaxing in the driver’s seat, the man turns to his daughter’s best friend. Limp, her face is dull and expressionless. “Please don’t tell anyone.” He doesn’t answer. “Please. I’m sorry I baited you. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing.” She lets out a quiet sob. “Please don’t tell anyone I’m like this. I’m sorry.” He gently rests his hand on her thigh. “Don’t worry. This is just between us.”
He drives back down the road. The girl’s tits still hang out of her shirt. His cum spills across the inside of her skirt. Her finger draws a heart in the foggy glass. The car smells like their sex. Pulling up into the driveway of her parent’s house, she looks up at the dark building. The lights are off.
“Guess they’re asleep…” She talks quietly, as if to not wake them up. “…need anything… before I go?” He seems annoyed by the question. Shoving two fingers into her mouth, he clarifies their dynamic. “Need anything? If I need something, I can just take it. Understand?” The girl nods, sucking on his fingers.
In the darkness of the driveway, he makes the girl roll on her side. Curled up in the car seat, she stays quiet for him. He lifts up his daughter’s friend’s skirt. The wet fingers from her mouth touch her ass. The girl twitches but stays still. The man pushes one finger inside. “Ever had anything up here before?” She shakes her head. “Better start practicing.” She nods.
The second finger pushes into her bum. More cum drips from her cunny, down her ass. Her cheek smears the wet heart she drew on the window. Quiet, desparate gasps. He watches her pussy leak as he works his fingers in and out of her. The man sees her hand appear between her thighs and start to rub. A few minutes of play. He slowly eases his fingers out of her.
“That’s it for tonight. You can go.” She looks a little sad as she opens the car door. “Tits.” He reminds her. The girl pulls her shirt down to cover herself up. “Thanks… and, uh, thanks for the ride…” He smiles. “You’re welcome.” Flustered again, the girl stalls for time. She fumbles to extend their time together. “And, uhm… thanks for… the other stuff… I’m sorry about… you know…”
“You’ll make it up to me.” He nods at the back seat. “Don’t forget your bag.” Dizzy, the girl collects her belongings. They wish each other a good night. The man waits until she’s safe inside before driving away. On the other side of the door, her bag drops to the floor. She pauses and bursts into nervous laughter. I’ll make it up to him.
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Convince me to drink too much, persuade me to get a little too high to think straight, make me unable to defend myself as you push inside me. Make me vulnerable. Tell me just how weak and pathetic my attempts to struggle against you are and the little whimpers and cries I'm letting out are just adorable. Tell me you're too strong for me and it’s so easy to pin my body down in my drunk, high and oh so vulnerable state..
Maybe I shouldn't have been so easy to convince..
I'm really big on the idea of flustering a cute little thing into a full blown tantrum. Screaming, stomping, the whole thing. A crazy burst of rebellious energy that informs exactly how small she is. Encouraging the outburst so that when she's finally worn herself out she'll not have any ability to fight back as I do what I want to her. "Big girls don't have tantrums like that little one. How about we get you into something more comfortable so you can finish processing all of those big feelings easier." Training a girl so effectively that the metaphorical mask physically cannot fit anymore. She tries to put it on and suddenly it has fallen off again because it's too far from who she really is. A little toddler, never to be burdened by the responsibilities of adulthood again.
little age regressor daughter cumming on ur cock cuz u asked how old she was while u were inside her
gross older Dad bf cumming inside his daughter when she just holds up a few fingers
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I want you to infantilize me. Make me believe I'm too dumb and small to make big decisions without you. Make me believe i can't do anything with out you near by to help me. Make me believe this world is just too mean and scary and no one will take care of me like you will
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"if you want to cum, you're gonna need to piss your diaper"
"cum? You just wet yourself, do you think that's the actions of someone who is old enough to play with themselves?"
Mornings with Daddy 🤍
grieving dad receiving such sympathetic looks from everyone at her job, even her boss keeping a picture of her missing kid on the white board in the main office so everyone can help with searching. mutters of “so tragic… especially so soon after her wife’s passing”
coworkers coming by with trays of lasagna and baked goods, dad standing in the doorway engaging in small talk
you, on the other hand, tied up in the back bedroom, hands bound and mouth gagged, knowing she killed mommy just so the two of you could live together in a twisted version of paradise…
Stalker who covets every part of your life as their fantasy. From your schedule to the way you open the back sliding door to let the dog out. But their plan has goals past getting you isolated. They want to be the head of house in your childhood home.
They want to watch how it looks when you open the door from inside of the house. What it feels like to tuck you into the bed and say night time prayers they've watched someone else get to tuck you into for years. So before taking you they insert themselves heavily in the culture and social life of the church you and your parents attend. Getting close to them before secretly giving them the tragedy of your loss.
After your gone they take time explaining to your parents that to truly move on and live life they have to leave the past in the past. The best way to do that? Why move away of course. Far away. And to help get them back on their feet quicker-they'll even buy your parents old home so they don't have to wait to list it on the market. Oh and moving with a dog is so difficult plus it was yours. The dog will only remind your parents of you. They'll take care of her too.