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Alright~

I'm Aubrey, I'm a trans women 25 She/Her

I'm a submissive bottom, who switches sometimes

Here are the ground rules-

18+

If I see you being a dickhead in my notifications I reserve the right to block you

~What you can expect to see on this blog

T4T, Monsterfucking, Hypno, Piss, CNC, snuff and vore, eat me about it

~I mainly use this blog to lurk and maybe post my own nudes occasionally

#my Bio #mypics #cw:rape #cw:cnc

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Yuantong Link Chain

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Thinking about sending a trans girls shitty chaser ex a video of the noises and faces she makes when someone actually fucking touches her like a woman.

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hemipenal-system

werewolf who gently holds your hand in her paw and tells you she’ll offer you a deal. you don’t have to fuck her right here. she’ll let you be on top bouncing on it at your own speed, nice and easy and comfortable, but if you don’t want to do that, you don’t have to. if you’re so uncomfortable with the idea of fucking a wolf that you can’t stomach doing that, she’ll let you try to run - but if she catches you, her knot will end up in your hole, and she won’t be gentle about it, no matter how much you scream and cry and apologize and beg her to stop hurting you…

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Little Miss Cynophobic Trans Girl’s hookup for the night was very nice to put her multiple large dogs in the other room and crate them for her so she wouldn’t be scared. she is however somewhat worried about how the collar the girl just put on her has “DOG FOOD” written on it and the potential implications of that

defloweredpetals

It's a Mommy's duty to teach her sweet princess how to kiss. I wouldn't want you to feel embarrassed when you try it out with your future partner. But it'll feel way better with Mommy, you know. I'll teach you how to kiss with tongue while touching yourself and I'll even touch your sensitive nipples so you feel extra good. Kissing leads to sex, and it's a Mommy's duty to teach you how to have sex, y'know?~ I'll touch your sensitive areas and you can touch Mommy's. Feel how wet Mommy's cunt is and how good everything feels?~ You can even put your fingers inside me, but once I bring out my strap, I'll be sure to teach you how to take it like a good princess. We can do this all the time until you have enough experience, sweetie!~

angel-in-your-basement

You should hold your sub’s head down on your cock. I promise, they love it. They love having your cock down their throat. The longer you hold them down there, the better! Don’t worry about them hitting and pushing against your legs, that’s just encouragement! And don’t worry about the tears, they’re just so happy to be serving you! They like it down there, I guarantee it. They’ll be sooooo happy when you let them breathe. Make sure they say thank you, and then do it all over again!

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All tuckered out

stupidfuckinganimal

Sick of life please make me your house pet

lady-of-fangs-lyrlia

I want to share you with one of my sadist friends.

You'll know well before the planned date so you can prepare. Your hair and nails done, shopping for something new and lacy to match the rope we'll bind you in. Mentally you'll need to prepare as well. This is going to be one of the most intense nights of your life, sweet girl. You'll need to remember your breathing exercises.

Introductions will be brief. You thoughtlessly extend your trust to anyone I do. So as I smile and welcome her into my arms, you'll relax. This is someone I'm deeply friendly with. I'd never trust you with anyone that didn't have your best interests in mind, right?

We enter the play room and you can't help but notice the tools waiting for you. All neatly hung and cleaned. Plenty of room for the wide swings that some toys necessitate.

We'll undress you, catching up like old friends as the outfit you worked so hard to put together is tossed aside. The conversation will eventually focus on you. She'll compliment your form, your blush, the lace I dressed you in. She'll go through the safety check in. “Tell me your safe word. Show me your non verbal sign.”

After, you won't need to say anything. In fact, we're going to talk over you, openly discussing our favorite parts of you. Where we want to see marks. How much we think you could handle. You may be tempted to speak up, to offer what you think we may like. ‘Your ass carries stripes so well, but your back is difficult to mark’. We'll look at you like wolves being offered cuts from the lamb we're getting ready to butcher. Your eagerness is noticed, appreciated, but unneeded. We have the experience to carve you up, little girl.

Finally we come to an agreement. We bind your wrists together, anchoring them to the ceiling, chattering excitedly at each other as we work. Carefully a pair of blackout contacts are slipped into each of your eyes. We'll each take half of you. A side of lamb each to treat as a canvas.

Together we are more than the sum of our parts. When dommes enjoy working together, they start to learn each other's rhythm, and, more importantly, how to egg the other on.

Imagine being strung up in the dark. Blind and helpless, balancing on the tips of your toes. The only safety net you have is in the trust you have in me. One domme, you don't know who, gives you a gentle tap on your side only for the other to respond, lashing a crop into the arch of your body as it tries to escape the first.

Back and forth we'll tease you, building up our strikes before switching to crueler and more intense implements. You'll hear us excitedly offer the other tips to improve our swing, or offer spots that might be fun to hit. No part of you would be off limits as we work to turn you from a blank canvas, to art.

Our art. Our sobbing, shaking, broken art. When we're done we'll haul you down, hold you between us and slip the contacts from your eyes. Your first vision will be your naked body reflected back at you, carried between us, every inch of you decorated.

Between us we'll care for you the hours, the days it takes to heal. Kissing and praising you in unison. We'll tell you how proud we are. How perfectly you performed for us.

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wanting to break girl's ribs is about as vanilla as it gets

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"Hey, you two done?" Your aunt asks from just outside the bedroom she'd lent you.

"Y-yeah, she just got going." You blush and stutter. She's told you dozens of times not to be worried about using her place to hook up with girls you still can't help but be embarrassed.

"How was it?" She gently pushes into the room while you process her question. She's answered a couple of your sex questions and shared a few dirty jokes and stories, but she's never asked anything like this.

"It was fine." You shrug. "I had a good time."

"Really?" Your aunts voice is genuinely concerned. "It kinda sounded like she was getting more out of it than you."

You blush bright again. You're not sure if this is something you should be talking about with a family member, but you really don't have anyone else to talk to about this and there is something you want to get off your chest. "It... um, it could have been better, I think."

"How so?" Your aunt lays an arm over your shoulders and gently pulls you into her. A part of you wonders if she should be doing this, another part is glad for the touch.

"It sorta felt like... like she was just going through a checklist, whenever she touched me, like she just did enough to say that she did everything right, not because she actually wanted to."

"Is that why you faked it?"

You turn your head in embarrassment, burying it in the side of her breast. "Y-yeah." Your voice is muffled against her.

"Oh, poor girl." Your aunt begins stroking your hair as you nestle into her. "You don't deserve that, I promise there are so many girls who will want you, who will show you that so much better than her." Her hand slides off of your hair and down your back, easing you into her.

"R-really, you're sure?"

"Absolutely, you're a lovely girl." A shiver emanates from your hips as her hand passes over them.

"W-what are you doing auntie?" You haven't called her auntie for years, but something about the way she's cradling your body pulls it out of you.

"Well, it just seemed like..." Her hand slides over your ass, pausing to give it a gentle squeeze before she brings it between your legs and presses it to your panties. "She left you wanting-" Her fingers explore your underwear, feeling across them until they find a fresh wet spot and settling there. "-and I don't think a girl like you should be left like that."