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@puppyslutsstuff
no minors!
they/them, 23, hard kinks 🌸
(this blog contains: ddlg, cnc, bdsm, consensual violence, tickling, edging, overstimulation, n more, not tagged)
nicknames: puppy, kiddo, bait :3💞✨
asks are #ask or #asks
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starting therapy again makes me feel like i should just be kept in a cage 24/7. nononono stop trying to figure out trauma coping skills shhhhhhhh just hump the bars :)
Sliding your hands under her panties to tickle her tummy is ✨exquisite technique✨
* from 'Long topless tickle session with new model Dark Ariel - Beautiful body and soft soles' by the studio 'Russian Fetish'
princess treatment mixed with being used like a fuck doll >>>
The machine that tickles minds empty */tMan
He would make a pretty penny, doing this. The flier said 300$ an hour to test a sex toy, seemed great. Signature on the contract, with warning after warning, "Easy money", he thought.
The machine seemed pretty straight forward, barebones even. X shaped, a mechanical arm on each side, flimsy work. Normally, the arms of the machine would be equipped with sex toys but the students had changed it to tickling items, in a clever marketing ploy to present this as a challenge. You make it to the end, you get paid. All clothing, besides his underwear, was removed and he was strapped in.
Out popped the two arms, with what appeared to be toothbrushes for gorillas. Very wide and circular, they started their descent right on top of the boy's sides. He gasped a little, holding it in. What a nice little pattern they had, like car window-cleaners, sweep sweep sweeping the boy's sides allll the way to his belly.
His lower back thrusts upwards, trying to avoid the oversized toothbrushes. A gymnastic effort to avoid having his mouth opened by the giggles. In vain, it'd have been. Because one of them landing right on top of his belly button, where the hairs in the middle of the toothbrush descended inside.
He burst into laughter, manically squirming around, yet the toothbrush was calibrated perfectly, following his restrained movements. He thrusted forward, belly danced, swept the seat left-right with his ass, nothing worked. It. Just. Followed.
10 minutes later, these movements had thoroughly exhausted him. Just 10 minutes later. He lay there, near-motionless and having accepted his fate, giggling like a little schoolboy, the supervisor sporting a satisfied grin at the results.
"PHASE 2"
After 20 more minutes of his bravado being shattered, the supervisor finally announced that they'd be moving on to the final part of the hardware test. The underwear's value was added onto the hour's rate and promptly scissored off, exposing his boypussy. Much to his shame, he seemed to be enjoying this. Immensely.
The mechanical appendages on the sides were deactivated. Instead came three more, from between his legs. They were positioned left, right and dead center, each holding a feather. Coming together, those feathers combined into an "H", the middle part protruding forward, like a spear. What was the purpose of that, he wondered.
"I'm terribly sorry, a little bit of manual work is required here. You see, they were meant to be 5 arms." Huh? Why? The supervisor scooted right over, knelt right next to his thigh and... spread his wet boypussy wide open.
He was so embarassed. The H was rapidly approaching and... in the moment of contact, he understood why it was an H. Two feathers on the side, to slide up and down the wide open insides of his sensitive pussy lips, one right in the middle for the gentlest, softest and most unbearably ticklish penetration.
Screaming in laughter, his newfound vigor almost propelling him off the device he squirmed and thrashed, desperate to escape the feathers. The tickly feathers. The tickly feathers that were slowly... that were slowly...
After a little orgasmic torture, he figured out a way to lessen their effect. Imperfect as they were, they didn't quite have the reach the final product intended. Were he to lean as far back as he could, with great strain, he'd only suffer the torture in the middle, feathering away at his ticklish little crevice.
The supervisor was puzzled. "Are you alright? Are the restraints a little too tight? We'll fix those soon, you only have 20 more minutes! There, there" gently caressing the boy's thighs in support. The boy was ticklish there, too ticklish. He jolted forward in a sharp exhale of laughter, right into the machine's orgasmic coochie coochie coos.
The staff member had no idea they were tickling the poor boy, and kept caressing his extremely ticklish thigh, repeating "there there, you're doing so well!" forcing him to squirm right into the machine that was giving him a ticklegasm.
He tried telling them, he really did, but all they heard was an unintelligible "STA-HAHAHA- PLEA- 'M GONNA-HAHAHAHA"
He couldn't last any longer. Cum dripping as the stiff feathers explored his boypussy walls, mercilessly feathering his ultra-sensitive flesh so wickedly exposed by the supervisor. The ticklegasm came, dripping all over the front of the machine and the feathers.
They were livid. They didn't think anyone could cum from... tickling. They very awkwardly tried to comfort him, rapidly increasing the "there there"s and again, forcing the poor boy right into the feathergasmic buzzsaw, now even more sensitive and incoherent, moaning and laughter the only things they could verbalize.
Ticklegasm after ticklegasm after ticklegasm, they certainly earned those 300$.
Requested by a mutual*
species of plants whos reproduction cycle involves luring in fairies with enticingly dripping tentacles, holding them in place and filling them with their seeds until their little bellies are swollen and round with life, set free to travel and birth the seeds at a later date
its the perfect relationship, the fairies get mindbreaking orgasms and the plants get to reproduce and spread themselves ever further, to breed even more fairies
oh, you like punishments and humiliation? so you wouldn’t mind if i spanked you with a hairbrush then fucked you with the handle, yeah? or is that too embarrassing?
Fucking missionary so I can slap you every time you break eye contact with me
in a dom mood rn I want a good doggy :(( I want a doggy so bad. A sweet puppy I can keep leashed around the house and use whenever I want. A good plaything that lets me pet their belly and thighs and chest. I'd dress them up in the sexiest harness and take them to the club to show them off. ugghhhh I want a thing,,,,come be my pupy
Fucking them in doggy and trying to keep your rhythm, your hips rolling smoothly and everything, they're moaning all cute but suddenly with your tip exposed you're much more sensitive and you hit. Something inside and something in your brain clicks and your hips stutter and they turn around to ask "daddy are you o-" before you're leaning over and on top of them your hips swinging in full force you can't even moan anymore all your breath has been knocked out of you you're just wildly rutting in while they squeak and squeal for you to slow down so you push their face into the pillow and fuck it's never felt this good and you have the thought. The one thought in your mind that you want to knock them up. You want to, you have to get them pregnant, that's what your cock is for, right? And after a shuddering breath in in between the plap plap plap you manage to stutter out "baby, baby fuck, baby I'm gonna get you pregnant, you're gonna be pregnant okay, take it, just take it, take my baby okay? Just take it"
Now that is a gift that keeps on giving... mmmmm
You having ticklish nipples is such a blessing, for me.
I could play with them forever, pushing your buttons for an entire hour on the bed. Circling them, tickling alll around, kitchie-kitchie riiiight on the tips.
You'd be reduced to a groaning puddle of "please, let me" 's while I closed my warm lips around them and dragged my tongue across those ticklish tips.
hey pup, how was your 4/20? Any fun adventures lately?
it wassss good! ish. goodish. i didn't do anything. i've been swamped with work and classes. it's depressing :/
I dont live in pervert kingdom? its regular here? maybe you live in prude kingdom.
latest fantasy (a little poorly written and quite long)
i wake up in a small room, completely naked. the walls are wooden and high and the floor is covered in straw, like a barn stall. there is no way out but i try for hours to escape, growing more desperate as i get thirstier and hungrier, trying to figure out where i am and how i got here.
maybe a day later the door opens. it’s a man in a lab coat and latex gloves that go all the way up to his elbows, over his sleeves. he walks to where i’m sitting and offers me a glass of water, which i drink quickly. i fall to my side yet am still conscious as the effects of the drug take place. my body is limp. he picks me up with ease and places me on a cart with wheels, restraining my wrists and ankles even though i am unable to move. he wheels me down a long hallway, passing many many other stalls filled with the sounds of pain.
we go through door after door until finally we make a turn into a small, well-lit room with what looks like a table for surgery and small tables scattered around holding terrifying medical contraptions. i am placed on the table spread-eagle, restrained not only by my wrists and ankles but also by a strap across my tummy, my neck, and my knees. a large ball gag is shoved in my mouth. the man leaves the room. i lay wondering what will happen to me and trying to convince myself it’s some kind of nightmare. slowly i am able to flex my fingers and my toes again.
the man along with several other people in identical outfits come into the room holding clip boards. they stand around the table making comments on my body, poking and prodding me as they talk. i squirm and try to protest but they pay me no mind, continuing to write down important observations.
“Small breasts, yes, but there’s no tissue damage present at all, and her nipples are quite sensitive.” one of them rolls my nipples between his fingers gently, making me moan involuntarily. how did they know my nipples are sensitive? did someone examine me while i was passed out in the stall?
“Is she prepped for breeding?” i squirm harder. the doctors all gather between my legs. first they make visual observations, then one gloved finger starts to rub my clit. i jerk and spasm on the table as the finger goes in small circles, bringing me just to the edge of an orgasm before stopping. the same finger then delves into my pussy, feeling around inside. another doctor puts their finger in and wiggles it around. more and more fingers start to enter me and it quickly grows painful. “hm, small hole. it seems like it could stretch to accommodate a bull, though.” a what?!?!
the doctors remove their fingers and one roughly enters my ass, feeling around just as before. “wow, very tight asshole. i’d love to fuck this one here.” i’m realizing these people probably aren’t doctors.
most leave the room, but two stay behind prepping some sort of machine out of my line of sight. i hear beeping and some laughter from the doctors. they roll over a large metal box with many buttons and controls. as i’m trying to figure out what this machine might do, one of the doctors starts to absentmindedly rub my clit. i close my eyes and try to ignore the good feelings emanating from my cunt.
suddenly, i feel an immense pressure on both of my nipples, prompting me to scream and look down in horror. they had attached a milking machine to me! it was making obscene sucking noises as it pulled my poor nipples into the tubes, alternating the pumping from one to the other. the doctors laugh at me and go back to the other side of the room to do god knows what. the pain in my nipples consumes all my attention and i start to shake and sweat. the two doctors walk back over with two syringes. my eyes go wide as i watch in fear. they bend down and carefully insert the needles into the sides of my breasts. the pain of both the milking machine and the liquid shooting into my breasts makes me black out, the pumping of the machine fades into nothing.
i slowly wake once again. this time i’m on all fours, completely restrained, with a bar above and below my breasts as if to hold them captive. i become painfully aware of how exposed my sex is. i take note of my surroundings- i am in the barn stall again, on a tall platform that holds this demeaning bondage contraption. i’m about three feet above the straw covered floor. i wait and wait for hours until finally the door opens. my behind is facing the door and the restraints prevent me from looking behind me. i hear a grunt and a loud exhale. wait... was that a horse? a cow? the sound of hooves gets louder as the large animal enters the stall. i hear a few people alongside it, presumably the doctors again. i’m forced to continue looking straight ahead as i feel the same intense pressure on my nipples as before and hear the horrendous sucking pumping noises of the milking machine. i feel a hard slap on my back. “thaaaats it girl, who’s a good little cow? you are! yes you arrrre.” the ball gag in my mouth once again prevents me from screaming too loudly.
there are loud shuffling noises and grunts from the animal who is now positioned behind me. i feel cold air on my cunt as he exhales onto it. i shiver in fear. the doctors laugh. they walk around the animal and the milking machine to stand in front of me. i glare at them as fiercely as i can until i feel my restraints shaking, the contraption groaning under the weight of something... the animal! i feel his body heat above me, confirming my worst fears. my mind travels back in time to a day at the zoo. my siblings and i had giggled at the sight of a giraffe mounting another giraffe- is that what was happening to me? “there you go big fella! show this cow who’s boss!” one of the doctors shouted.
one of the doctors walked up to me and squatted down so we were face to face. he smiled wide. “our big bull is about to breed your tiny little cow cunt. we’ve been performing experiments here for quite some time, trying to form humans into cross species hybrids. you’ll be our little mama cow. we’re going to keep you here, milking you 23 hours of the day. you’ll be bred like this over and over. that sweet little womb of yours will create the worlds first human cow hybrids.” he patted the side of my face. “we’ll have fun with you.”
something hit my outer pussylips. the bull’s cock. he moved it back and forth across my slit, trying to find the entrance. i moaned as it touched my clit. “ha!! the little sluts enjoying this!”
i felt it enter me for a second, the tip already too big for my small pussy. i sighed in relief as he pulled it out, just to scream the loudest i ever have in my life as he plunged as much as he could back in. i felt like i had been split in half by this bull’s humongous cock. it pistoned in and out of me, hitting my cervix with every thrust. tears rolled down my cheeks as i sobbed. i tried to plead with the doctors with my eyes, tried to convince them to end this torture. they continued to laugh. i noticed with confusion that my nipples felt different. looking down, i saw that traces of milk had appeared! not long after, two thin streams shot from them. the milk was sucked into the machine.
with horror i noticed that the bull had slowed down and was now resting against my cervix. he pushed forward once more and emptied rope after rope of his potent sperm directly into my womb. i felt the warmth grow in my tummy as he filled me to the brim. the doctors turned off the milking machine much to my relief. they ushered the bull out of my stall. one doctor stayed behind. i recognized him as the one who had talked to me. he walked around to my behind. i heard a few loud beeps and some mechanical whirring. something was pressed directly to my clit. it started to vibrate and my whole body spasmed. the doctor stood up and exited the stall, closing and locking the door behind him. the vibrating continued through the whole night as the bull’s seed found my eggs.
my story from forever ago :3 should i write like this again? i love seeing it resurface with new tags!! i’m a perv For the People 🫡✊
i just got back from my first lesbian bar it was amazing i got called pretty so many times 🥹 and i got to kiss someone hehehhe
