૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ Hallo! You can call me Dove or any other names really! This is my porn and kink specific blog; due to this, NO MINORS and NO ANTIS.
I am happily married, so please do not send sexual remarks towards me!
The kinks you might see on here are: rape/noncon/dubcon, incest (siblings and parent and child), DDLG, gore/torture/kidnapping, mindfuck/corruption, religious related kinks, bondage/shibari, degradation/humiliation, public play and so so much more! PLEASE take care of YOURSELF and block anything that bothers you! Block even my whole blog if it's not your thing, but do not police what I, a consenting adult, can do on my own blog.
There might be moments I share conversations or roleplays exchanged between me and my husband if I and they are comfy with it! Same with any public play, which if you want to block and not see simply block the tag: #playtime
As other adults may end up following me, I ensure you all know the difference between fiction/fantasy and reality. Everything mentioned on this blog is in regards to roleplaying/erping, fantasy, and consensual kinks and sex play between a wife and husband.
I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THIS IN REAL LIFE. THANK YOU.
We welcome NSFW asks, but ironically would prefer you not behave in an over-familiar way in non-NSFW contexts.
YA'LL- virtual sex is something else!
And I'm not meaning with another person, me and hubby play VRChat quite a lot, it helps with my body dysmorphia, I get to move around in a stable environment, I can go wherever I want to, and interact with whoever I want to- ANYWAY
Me and Eta do some e-sex with our avatars sometimes, since the avatars on there can have of course, sexual features, the internet is full of horny freaks (me!)
I wish i could post photos on here, once i have my website up it's all over!
ANYWAY I accidentally got cum on my headset, and it was great- 10/10 would do again, and will, this was like our third or fourth time?
"Can’t I just live in someone’s basement and become a full time rape toy?"
I’ve often seen sentiments like this expressed. And I understand the impulse, really I do. But I wonder if you really know what you’re asking for. Whether you understand the boredom.
Your owner won’t be around to use you all the time. Or even most of the time. He has shit to do. Emptying his balls won’t take more than 3 - 5 minutes most days, and it’s not like you’re important. That’s the whole point.
Oh, I’m sure in the beginning he’ll be excited and spend a lot of time with you. But really, how long is that going to last? A week, maybe. Two, if he’s creative.
Then come the empty days. You, the basement, and nothing. Nothing to read, nothing to write with. Even the usual expressions of boredom are denied to you. Your hands chained, useless. You can’t scratch your ass or pick your nose. It’s dark, too dark to even watch the paint dry or count the cracks in the ceiling.
All you have is you and your mind. You’ll endlessly relive the times that he did use you, the pain and the humiliation. This can keep you occupied for a while, but days are long, and filled with nothing.
Nothing except sounds. You can still hear, down there. The quiet groans and sharp cracks of the building and its foundations. The sigh of the wind outside. And human sounds. They’re indistinct, but the rise and fall of human activity tells you the course of the day. With nothing else to do, you become an expert on sounds.
Early evening is the most important part of the day. You can tell by the sounds of cars coming home, doors slamming, water running in kitchens. Then gradually the sounds die down until there’s just night and distant TV. Isn’t he home yet? If he came home late, it might mean he was tired and decided to skip washing and feeding you today. You’ll have to wait till tomorrow.
Maybe he didn’t come home yet. Maybe he’s out drinking. He’ll come home drunk and mean. Sometimes he brings friends home with him. They’ll all be drunk, and rough, and smelly, and you have to pretend to like everything they do otherwise he’ll teach you a lesson later.
When he comes home early, though, those are interesting days. He comes home early when he’s excited about a new idea, some horrible plan that he wants to try out on you. You treasure those days because you get a lot of his attention and he stays longer.
Sometimes he comes home early because he has nothing else to do. He’s bored, and you’re the entertainment. Those days are the best. It can take him hours to sate himself, and he’ll leave you a broken and sobbing mess. You’ll have new memories to relive for many days to come.
Boredom rules your world, but none so much as his boredom.
