uh ok so I'm really bad at intro posts but im gonna try anyway!!
im 20
sub/pillow princess
she/him (bigender)
cnc
free use
somno
monster fucker
pansexual
age gaps approved
hypnosis
dm/asks open
note: im really bad with tones and social cues, so if you wanna talk about something specific please tell me because im awkward and will not assume that haha
im not giving out pics of myself with my face in them, so keep dreaming lol
the only social media i will hand out is my discord, and even that is a very special privilege
Limits
Bathroom Play
Punishments (they genuinely stress me out)
Most Pain Play (small amounts are fine)
Anal
Death
Pregnancy
Race play
Underage
NSFW Pictures with my face in it
Pics/Videos of me cumming/my cum
dni list:
regression blogs
inc/st
minors
ped0s/z0ophiles
I'll add more as i remember!
🛑this blog is fictional fantasy, not meant to be taken seriously🛑
when you wake up all groggy and confused and your daddy just whispers ''shh… it's alright, puppy. daddy is done soon.''
because daddy is using your puppy parts.
you can feel him deep inside you, dragging against that spot that makes your toes curl even though you can barely move. your body is still heavy with sleep, your mind all fuzzy and soft, like cotton wool stuffed behind your eyes.
you whine, sad that you got woken up-
but so, so happy that daddy is using you.
so you whimper and push your hips back, just a little.
and daddy shushes you again, running his hand through your messy hair, scratching behind your ear the way you love. ''shh… shh… you're okay. you're doing so good, puppy. just a little more.''
you try to say something. "Mm... d'ddy.." but it comes out muffled and garbled.
daddy chuckles. "such a sleepy puppy, mhm?"
you just make another soft sound, even too tired to push your hips back.
and then he asks, gentle, "do you need one of your special sleepy pills, puppy? or are you gonna be good for me?"
and you know what the sleepy pills do.
but you also know he's proud of you when you're good without them.
so you sniffle, push your face into the pillow and mumble, "…g-good…"
daddy kisses the back of your neck. "that's my perfect puppy."
I wanna pet his tummy and kiss it and drool on it and fuck my tongue into his belly button and spit into it and squeeze his sides and bury myself in him I adore him
Sneaking into your room while you sleep face down in your bed.
It’s late and I can’t sleep, so pent up and needing some way to relieve myself. I pull my hard cock out of my sleep pants and stroke it over you, imagining how you’d look bouncing up and down on it like a good little cockslut. I bite my lower lip, stifling my moans as I buck into my hand, wishing it was your tight little cunt squeezing every last drop of cum out of me. How absolutely peaceful you look, dreaming about who knows what, while I’ve been lying awake in the other room, thinking of you riding me nice and slow. I gasp suddenly, leaning my head back and quickening my pace, my cock twitching as I shoot cum all over your back and hair.
I stand there, panting, still not satisfied, eyeing your perfect silhouette as you lie there, your panties hugging your ass in all the right places. I slowly get onto the bed, sitting behind you as I grind my cock against your ass, almost passing out from holding my breath, hoping you don’t wake up.
It’s still not enough.
I pull your panties off gently, exposing your holes as I rub my cock against the entrance of your cunt.
It’s still not enough.
I give in, pushing it inside of you, telling myself “just the tip” over and over again, until I come to the realization that you’re absolutely soaked.
You’re such a desperate, needy little slut that you couldn’t sleep without watching some rough porn on your phone, and passed out grinding on your bed, probably whimpering and begging for someone to to fill you up.
Before I realize it I’m already balls deep inside of you, pounding your dripping pussy while gripping your thighs tightly. You start to stir but it’s already too late, as I bend over and cover your mouth with my hand.
“Fuck, baby, I didn’t want to wake you up but I needed to let out some stress and you looked so good.” I moan, railing into you while you let out surprised shouts and moans into my hand, trying to get away while I press you down into the pillow.
“I’m almost done, baby, just relax and enjoy this, you’ve already gotten wetter than when I started, I can tell you’ve already been begging for strangers to do this to you.”
You lie there, unable to do anything but take the abuse like a good little slut, feeling as my cock presses deep inside of your needy little hole while I cum again, despite your muffled pleas.
You quickly realize that it’s still not enough, and that I’ll be here for as long as it takes until im satisfied.
Two doms playing with you, one dom has you lie on their chest while they hold you in place, occasionally wrapping their hands across your throat and mouth when you get too loud and makes sure you’re looking at the other dom who is fucking you and cumming in you over and over. They both keep telling you you’re doing such a good job being their plaything and if you keep going they’ll let you cum too
he gently stroked and petted their head, in a slow, hypnotic rhythm. "very good... that's right..."
it was their first time giving head, but the stiffness and apprehension was melting away. it felt nice, being below him like this... on their knees in front of him... their mouth and hands began to move almost automatically, in the same sort of languid pace as his words and caresses, like they were savoring it.
their own body pulsed with pleasure and arousal, but they didn't even think of touching themself. it felt too good being petted and praised, getting to touch his cock, getting to be so close to it.
"it's so nice being hypnotized like this, isn't it?" he cooed, his fingers running through their hair. "losing yourself in pleasure and arousal... and becoming so well-behaved."
it did feel rewarding, knowing they were being good. taking it so slowly and focusing on him.
he pushed down on their head, very lightly, and they took more of him in their mouth, with a quiet, sleepy, muffled moan.
"there you go..." he murmured. "so obedient."
he continued putting that gentle pressure on their head, steadily pushing them down, until they gagged, and he let up. "you're alright," he whispered. "take it nice and slowly... relax your mouth... relax your jaw..."
even their fears of choking were fuzzy and distant, the discomfort of gagging for a moment dissipating as he soothed them.
"i know you can take just a bit more for me," he said. "just relax, and try it again..."
he pushed them just a bit more, and this time, they managed to hold themself back from gagging.
"it feels nice in your mouth, doesn't it?" he scratched their scalp. "very, very good... it will only get easier... it will only feel better. just keep licking... just keep touching..."
it did feel good, having more of him inside them. they continued to move without really thinking about it.
"the taste is hypnotic," he said quietly. "you'll want more of it... you'll crave it. isn't that right?"
they moaned in response, leaning into his touch a little more.
"that's right. you'll keep relaxing... you'll keep listening and being good... you'll keep going... until you're ready for my cum to pour down your throat... you'll find it easy to swallow... you'll want to swallow it for me..."
they pulsed at the thought of it. they were anxious about the idea before, wondering what the texture would be like, wondering if they would choke, if it would feel uncomfortable in their throat. but now, they felt completely under his control. they felt like they could trust him to help them, to make sure they could take it, to make sure their body would cooperate, that it would do exactly what it was supposed to do, exactly what he wanted it to do.
it sent another wave of drowsy contentment through them. their body tingled.
The urge to try to see how far i can get down your throat or gock while you’re sleeping without taking the leap of going all the way in gets me so so horny i just imagine being waist deep in your gock while you sleep and hearing you begin to wake up and struggling to get out before you find me out of embarrassment and fear >~<
Awww. Feeling you struggle to get out of my gock just makes me pump you further down~
When I finally wake up, I don't even see you as you writhe around in my balls. Being turned into nothing but creamy ball batter as I fall back to sleep <3
Ah~ that's it. Keep fighting, ball batter. It feels Soo much better when you refuse to admit you're nothing but nutsludge <3
I know I know, you thought you had your whole life ahead of you but in truth all you ever were was fuel for my erection. You were born to become my cumshot, mutt <3
Now *clench* let's help you fulfill your purpose <3
I really need to sit on someone's cock while being told that I'm not allowed to move. I want to be whining and maybe a bit teary eyed, so desperate to grind down. I want him to make it even worse by pressing a vibrator up to my tdick and nipping softly at my neck. Maybe he takes my chest into his hands and rolls a sensitive nipple across the pads of his thumbs and pointer fingers. If I'm lucky, he'll buck his hips up into me, giving me what I need for just a second before turning the vibrator up.
Really craving a big bad monster rutting his cock into me until he becomes a whimpering pussy drunk mess, every thrust leaking a little more precum and pushing it straight into my womb. His massive body encapsulating my entire frame as he surrounds me so that he’s the only thing I can see.
Drool dribbles from his maw and his long forked tongue swirls over my skin, using the excuse that he’s cleaning me up but really just wanting to taste me. And he can’t stop moaning and whispering the most filthy things, promising he’s gonna stuff me to the brim and trap me with him forever. Every wet plap, plap, plap is intertwined with his sinful promises.
“Wan’ me to make you a mommy? Gonna keep you all full and pregnant, make sure you never gon’ leave my side. You’ll stay right here where you belong…”
And he doesn’t stop the words from pouring out of his mouth even after he’s fucked me stupid and the ringing sound in my ears replaces his voice right before I pass out.
You’d have to be pretty desperate to reblog this post. To see the notifications flood in as other desperate things reblog it. To get the satisfaction of being interacted with. As though it were your words echoing out with everyone else. Desperate to fit in with all of the others. A nice, unified, chorus of desperation.
Or you could keep scrolling, and not join in the fun.
Rotation. The blunt comes back to you. You take a long, slow drag, holding the smoke deep in your lungs until your head feels light and floaty. The edges of the room are getting soft, the low rumble of men’s laughter blending into the music. You pass it on, your fingers clumsy, your whole body humming with a pleasant buzz.
You just want more.
The next time the blunt comes around, the man next to you holds it just out of your reach. He’s got a lazy smirk on his face.
"You want another hit?" he asks, his voice a low drawl.
You nod, your eyes fixed on the thin trail of smoke curling towards the ceiling. You can almost taste it.
"Gotta earn it," another one chimes in from across the circle. "Make it worth it for us."
The other guys are in agreement. Your cheeks flush hot, but the craving for another hit tears at your resolve. You need to get higher. You need to chase that feeling until you fade out completely.
"Like what?" you hear yourself ask, your voice sounding small and distant.
"Let’s see your tits," he says, his eyes glinting. "Show off a little."
For a second, you hesitate. Then you look at the blunt, so close. It’s an easy trade. Your hands, feeling like they belong to someone else, move up to the front of your shirt. You cup your breasts. You give them a squeeze. You bounce up and down like a brainless whore. A cheer goes through the room.
He grins and hands you the blunt. You take the deepest drag yet, the smoke searing your throat in the best way. The world tilts, and you melt back into the couch with a satisfied sigh.
The next round, it’s the same game. The blunt is held hostage.
"You can do better," another voice demands. "Get naked, slut!"
The world is syrupy now, your thoughts a slow, happy river. The idea isn’t embarrassing anymore. It’s just part of the game. Part of the price. You pull your shirt over your head and toss it onto the floor, then you move on to your jeans, panties, and bra. Their eyes are all over you, hungry and dark, watching the performance. You’re starting to feel a different kind of high, one that starts between your legs. You get your reward, sucking down the smoke greedily.
You’re so fucking high. Your head is a messy puddle of pleasure and fog. When the blunt is denied again, a genuine whine escapes your lips. You’re desperate.
"You really want it that bad?" the guy next to you asks, a real challenge in his voice this time. "Fine. Get over here and bounce on my cock for it."
The room goes quiet. They’re all watching you, waiting for you to blush and refuse. They think they’ve finally found your limit.
But the thought isn’t even shocking. It’s… right. The idea slides into your hazy mind and fits perfectly.
Without a word, you push yourself off the couch and crawl over to him. You hear the sharp intake of breath from the other guys. You hear the sound of a zipper being pulled down. You look up at him, and his smirk is gone, replaced by stunned, raw hunger.
His cock is already thick and hard, springing free from his jeans. You reach out, your hand closing around him, and he groans. You don’t hesitate. You guide yourself down onto his lap, the head of his cock pressing into your pussy.
You start to bounce. Softly at first, then with more purpose, grinding down. It’s so intense. It's so much better when you're high. So much better.
Then, hands are on you. Someone is behind you, his fingers digging into your hips, another guy’s mouth is on your neck, sucking hard. Hands cup your breasts, fingers pulling at your nipples.
You’re pulled off his lap and pushed down onto your hands and knees on the floor. Someone’s tongue invades your mouth while another positions his cock at your entrance.
He shoves inside you without warning. You scream, but it’s a sound of pure pleasure. He fucks you rough, his hips slamming against you. Before you can even catch your breath, another cock thrusts into your waiting mouth. You take it all, gagging as you suck, your eyes rolling back in your head.
The one fucking you from behind slams into you one last time, his hot cum flooding your pussy as he groans your name. He collapses onto your back, spent.
For a moment, there’s a lull. The room is thick with the smell of sweat, sex, and stale smoke. You’re on all fours, trembling, your mind a blissful, empty void. Then the craving hits again.
You turn your head, your eyes hazy and searching. Another guy is kneeling in front of you, his cock ready in his hand. Your mouth waters.
"Another hit," you beg, the words tumbling out before you can think. "Please… I need another hit."
He understands the new game perfectly. He grabs your hair and guides your mouth onto his cock. You take him in eagerly, sucking down on him like you’re trying to pull smoke from an ember. You suck until he’s groaning, until his hips start to buck, until he’s pushing your head down, fucking your throat. He cums fast, a rush you swallow without thinking.
He pulls out. Another is already there to take his place.
It become a new rotation. They use your mouth, your pussy, your ass. You’re passed between them, a communal toy. And with every new cock, you beg for it.
"One more hit… please," you whine as you’re tossed onto your back, your legs pulled wide open.
A new guy settles between them, his cock pressing against your soaked cunt. He slides in and you cry out, the feeling of being stretched and filled all over again making you squirm. You wrap your legs around his waist, taking every brutal thrust. Your head lolls to the side, and you see another cock waiting by your mouth. You don’t even need to be told. You open wide and take it, your cheek pressed to the ground, your body being used from both ends.
You take their cocks, drawing out their pleasure, making them groan and shudder. You don’t stop until they’re spent, until they’ve given you everything.
Finally, you’re lying on the floor, a trembling mess. Your body is a beautiful ruin of spit and sweat and their cum. You’re dazed, your muscles aching. But the craving is still there, a low thrum deep inside you.
"One… more… hit…" you whisper up at them, your voice barely there.
They surround you, and you look up at them through barely open eyes, your mouth falling slack in invitation. This is it. The final, perfect drag. One by one, they give you what you’ve been begging for. Hot streams of cum cover your face, your tits, your stomach. It splashes across your cheeks, drips from your chin, paints your body white. You just lie there, taking it all. Drenched and shaking under the weight of their release, you finally feel it. The high you’ve been chasing.
I always lie there listening to you sleep, staring at the ceiling, running through all the reasons I should let you rest. I mean, you look so peaceful. So completely unaware of how much I'm aching, how every slow breath you take is a test of my self control.
I fail that test every time.
It's always something small that breaks me. You mumble in your sleep. Shift closer. Your ass presses back against me and my cock twitches and suddenly all those good reasons don't seem very important anymore.
My hand slides between your thighs just to check. Just to see. And you're always so wet. Slick and swollen. I think your body knows what's coming even when your mind is somewhere far away. Your pussy is warm against my fingers. You whimper when I push inside, and your hips rock back into my hand like you're chasing something in your dreams.
That's usually when I stop pretending I was ever going to hold back.
I need to be inside you. Not just my fingers. I need to feel you stretch around my cock while you're still half asleep, still soft and pliant and trusting. I need to spread your thighs and sink into you slow enough to feel every inch.
I know your eyes will flutter open when I bottom out. Still hazy. Still catching up. I'll watch the moment it registers. How full you are. Your lips parting and this shaky little breath escaping as your thighs fall open wider.
I'll start to move before you can say anything. Slow. Deep. Strokes. Watching you try to form words and fail because I'm hitting that spot and your eyes are rolling back and all you can do is take it.
Somewhere between the third thrust and the first moan you'll stop caring that I didn't wait.
Hey pup, what's wrong? Shh, shh it's okay, cmere come get in daddy's lap. What happened? Had a bad day? I'm sorry pup, I'll get you some comfy clothes and we can cuddle.
You look so cute in your boxers and my hoodie. Comfy? Good boy. Oh? You wanna grind on me? Go ahead hun, if it'll make you feel better. That's it, get all those bad thoughts out, just focus on being my good little puppy. Ugh you're soaking my thigh already. That's it, just a little faster, get nice and worked up.
You're so hard already baby~ Oh my hands are cold? Sorry pup, but I had to feel you. Stay still, I can't jerk you off if you keep moving. Good boy, relax. Ugh you're leaking all over my hand. Go get my harness.
Which dick do you want baby? The big one? With the knot? Someone's bold today. I know, I know, it's stress relief. Come on mutt, lift your hips, nice and slow, fuck you're pressing on me so good. You're so handsome, so fucking handsome bouncing on my cock. Faster baby, that's it, fuck slow down a little. Gonna make me cum too fast. This is for you baby, enjoy yourself.
Fuck pup, don't be like that, you love when I thrust into you before you cum. Look at your dick twitching. You love taking my cock. Maybe I'll fuck your ass next. Oh you thought we'd be done after one round? Noo puppy, daddy said he was gonna help you relax and that's exactly what he's gonna do. That's right, you don't need to think about anything besides cumming all over me. Fuck, good boy.
Mm, I wear you out hun? I know, just rest up while I prepare to take that ass.
You are kneeling in front of me, naked, wearing a leash, when I tell you you've been a good puppy and you deserve a reward. You won't have to think anymore, isn't it great for a dumb little puppy like you?
When I inject you with heat aphrodisiacs, at first you don't feel anything. But very soon, strong arousal runs through you, liquid ball of fire in the pit of your belly. You moan and can't help, but start humping the floor.
"So it's working well," I laugh. I let you hump my foot and suck my strap, while I'm patting your hair. You come just from that, but you still don't feel satisfied, you're needy and achy, squirming at my feet and begging for release, all dignity lost.
"Get on all fours," I order you, and you immediately obey, sticking your ass up. I fuck your hole, and when my cock slides into you, you feel pure bliss. Nothing has ever felt so good before. You moan and arch, while I laugh and tell you what a good little whore you are. I make you fuck yourself on my dick and you do it without hesitation, thrusting your ass up shamelessly, because there are no thoughts in your dumb little head anymore.
"You did so good, baby," I tell you and then take pity on you, fuck you harshly into mattress as you moan and beg. When you come from that, you finally feel such strong release that fills your body with euphoria.
I take you to bdsm clubs and then to public places, drugged to be in heat, and let people fuck you, while you moan in bliss. You don't care who fucks you and how, it fees so good to have your hole fucked, and you can't think about anything else.
You beg me to have you injected with heat aphrodisiacs at all time, and I leave you at bdsm clubs as free use toy or at glory holes or whore you out to the strangers
Thinking about the *exciting* potential of a supervillainess with the power to control nature~
I mean it’s all around you, transforming meagre potted plants into great organic beasts, engulfing a city into your own private garden, heroines who come in to try and stop you being easily dispatched by the surrounding foliage that they foolishly underestimate~
Caught between a barrage of vines; strung out on display for me~ I happily offer her a flower bulb that may or may not open to spray her with aphrodisiacs~ Pretty soon she’s fighting the urge to hump the air irrationally before I aquí ese and let my vines wrap around her thighs~
Exploring under her tight spandex costume, griping her most sensitive areas, all enhanced by the sex pollen she’s inhaled. By the time they’re pushing against her entrance she openly welcomes it; embracing being filled out and fucked in every hole by these lovely exploratory vines im controlling.
And of course she’s not the only one; all across the city- sorry my new jungle misguided heroes are strapped down to natures whims by trees, foliage and flowers all inducing pheromone responses to turn them into grinding sluts. A caress the face of my newest garden thrall, she cums to the vines caressing her tits; filled out by sticky plant sap leaking out of her~
if you send me a picture or video of your cute tits or dick or pussy or thighs or armpits or you masturbating or even just a really hot outfit there is a 97% chance i will jerk my cute girldick off while staring at it gayly. reblog if you love sending random cute tgirls your nudes and jerk off material <3
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