I need to get fucked, bred, just be pounded with my face pressed against a pillow, ass up, cock pounding and thrusting stupidly into my dripping cunt, hearing their moans match with mine~
Yanking on my leash and making me choke and whimper as I feel them go faster, rougher, harder clenching around them, feeling how their cock throbs inside me as they tell me not to cum yet. Feeling them press their pretty mouth against my back as I cry and beg, as they bite me and mark me as there own
Telling me what a good girl I am as they unload themselves inside, as they fill me up. Calling me a slut and a pervert and the prettiest pet cumdump they've ever seen I sob into the pillow as they start fucking me again~
Just want to look into your pretty little eyes while I put my hand over your mouth, and finger your little cunt telling you to be a good girl for me, you can even hold my hand while I violate you.
What if a guy was fucking me from behind, bouncing me on his dick and fondling my chest. Then he'd pick me up, still making sure to fuck me, and walk out towards his friends in a seperate room.
I'd be begging him to stop, that I didn't want to be seen like that. But I'd be so lost in pleasure, moaning, secretly turned on by how they all immediately got hard.
He'd still fuck into me, showing all his friends as my tits bounced from his thrusts, my thighs being held apart so he can keep going deeper.
Maybe his friends would join in, jerking off to the sight and licking and groping my chest.
Wanna have a toy inside me that spreads my little pussy wide open and I want to feel vulnerable from how exposed my most intimate part is in front of him.
He can look deep inside me while I'm bend over a chair and he can see how my wetness runs out of my desperately clenching cunt.
The toy isn't enough but he is curious how his cum looks when it's in my fuckhole. So he starts jerking off in front of my open hole as I'm squirming and begging him to touch me.
More and more wetness running out of me as he jerks off and when he cums he lets it drip into my inviting pussy.
I can feel how his hot cum runs down my wet walls deep inside me while he just watches how it disappears until he can't see it anymore and he wants to try it a second time because he hasn't seen enough.
Imagining a sweet boy, bending them over, softly caressing their hips, telling them how cute they look being so obedient and easy for me~
You're a pretty lil thing aren't you? So warm and soft... don't be scared cutie, no reason to get wide eyed, I'm just getting you ready, and I know you like it when I stretch you out like the cock slut you are~
Keep whimpering for me baby boy, such a cute pretty pet making such sweet dumb sounds... now, be a good boy and take Master's cock now, hm? Can't have my sweet boy's body be empty inside~
when he’s pinning you down and fucking you so hard it hurts and you cry and beg for him to stop but all he does is fuck you even harder while gently kissing your forehead and telling you to be a good girl.
sometimes he even covers your mouth while he comforts you and rapes you at the same time
Sometimes I think it'd be so hot if he jerked off in front of me. No touching me or fucking me. But then just as he's about to cum, he shoves it inside me. After all, I'm his breeding pet and it shouldn't go to waste.
random thought that's been plaguing my mind recently but... i'd just love to be a housewife. be there to be bred, spread apart and used. kiss me goodbye and fuck me when you get home. my main job is to spread my pretty little cunt on the dining room table for when you get home.
It's 4am, you're staying over at a friend's place with some other people after a long night out. As things wind down, you head into the extra room to get ready for bed, and it doesn't take you long to pass out once your head hits the pillow. Shortly after, someone else comes in looking for a spot to sleep, a guy you've been interested in for a while. He whispers out your name, and shakes you a bit trying to ask if he can share the bed with you. No response. He tries again, still nothing. Seeing as this is his only other option besides the hardwood floor in the living room, he finishes getting ready and slips into bed with you, trying one more time to wake you up and ask if it's okay, with no success.
After a while laying next to you, he starts thinking about turning over and wrapping his arm around you to get closer. He knows it's probably a bad idea, but you guys have been cuddly before, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock if you woke up, right? As he gets closer under the covers and brings his arm around you, he realizes you aren't wearing any clothes. He hesitates for a moment before leaning into it instead and embracing you, feeling your skin against his. It doesn't take long before his mind is racing with dirty thoughts, he feels himself starting to get hard pressed up against your ass and quickly backs up in case you feel it. You haven't moved since he got in bed with you though, and you're still softly snoring, so he figures maybe it wouldn't hurt to go a bit further.
He starts tracing his fingers over your body, seeing if you react. Nothing. You're still laying on your side facing away from him, so he slowly works his fingers in between your legs, pausing anytime you make a sound or move. They work their way up towards your pussy, closer and closer, until they're spreading you open to circle and probe the entrance. You let out a soft moan, causing him to stop for a moment and imagine what you could be dreaming about. Being touched, being played with, being used…it turns him on even more since you have no idea what's happening to you.
He keeps gently rubbing his finger in circles, adding a bit more pressure until you start to get wet. It covers his finger and makes it easy for him to slide it further up towards your clit. You shift again, another soft moan, so he holds his finger there until he can tell you're still asleep. Then he slowly starts to move, just enough to stimulate you, his finger tensing and releasing to make you feel a throbbing sensation under your clit. He slides his finger back down and starts to push it inside this time. You sleepily moan but he doesn't stop, he keeps going until his finger is all the way in, then he holds it there to see if you wake up.
A minute goes by, two minutes, nothing…so he starts to carefully rub inside you, following the textures with the pad of his fingertip. Over your ridges, along the folds, rocking back and forth and playing with the pressure to test how much he can get away with. Pulling it out, then slowly pushing back in, his fingers are fully exploring you, without you even knowing. He notices how wet you've gotten now between his other fingers, dripping down and spreading all over your thighs which are still sandwiching his hand. It feels so hot all over down there, and he starts to think about how much he wants to shove his cock into you, if you would wake up or not, if he even cares if you do anymore. Your body clearly wants this, it wants to be fucked, it wants to be used.
He pulls his finger out slowly and reaches down to touch himself, covering the end of his shaft with your juices so he can slide in easily. The tip moves to the back of your thighs, and slowly starts to slide between them, towards your now wet and messy cunt. He starts to push inside…causing you to shift your leg a bit and softly moan, and he resists the urge to slam the rest of the way in to make sure you're still asleep instead. It feels so good to slowly push into you, feeling you squeeze around him, as he imagines you dreaming about being fucked while he fills you up. You start to moan more, causing him to stop and wait several more times until he's all the way in, and he holds it there so you can feel his cock twitch and throb inside you.
After a while he starts to move in and out slowly, your moans get a bit louder and happen more often, but that doesn't stop him anymore. He knows you're about to wake up, but it feels too good to stop, and you won't be able to resist in your sleepy daze. He reaches around and covers your mouth one hand, while the other arm wraps around your neck and pulls you against him. He starts to pound into you faster, feeling you start to push back with every thrust as you wake up like a needy little slut who wants more. You don't even know what's happening yet but you want to cum so bad, it's all you were dreaming about and now it's all you're thinking about, isn't it?
He takes his hand off your mouth and starts roughly groping your tits while he's fucking you. Then he reaches down to start rubbing your clit, lightly at first then adding a bit more pressure with every thrust until you finally tip over the edge, holding you tightly against him so he can feel your body squirming against his. As you're cumming, you finally realize the situation, and don't know if it's the fear or pleasure making it feel so good. Your body feels paralyzed and you want to struggle to get away, but at the same time you love everything about it. You have no idea whose hands are all over your body, whose cock is sliding in and out of your pussy, but you're squeezing around it and pulling it back in anyway because it feels so good. You don't want it to stop.
He keeps fucking you with the same rhythm, giving you no breaks, until all you can focus on is the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of you, over and over until your mind goes blank. Your body is moving on its own now, you're curving your back and grinding your ass back against him so he can hit the perfect spot. You don't care anymore, and you have no choice now but to be a good girl and lay there, letting him use you for as long as he wants. That's exactly what you want too though, you're just an obedient little fuckdoll that craves being used.
Over time you hear his breath and moans start to build up by your ear, turning almost feral. He pulls your hips against him with one hand as he pushes in as deep as he can go, causing you to snap out of your trance and let out a cute little yelp from the pain. The other hand wraps around your throat and tightens, and you let out a muffled groan of satisfaction as you feel him throb and pulse inside you again. You feel him start to fill you up from deep inside, and the warmth spreads as he slowly starts to pull out. You feel his cum dripping down your thigh, onto the bed, but you just lay there silently and wait, processing what just happened. Part of you doesn't want to know who it was, and he takes the silence as a chance to grab his clothes and sneak out of the room before being confronted.
The next morning things seem normal to everyone else, but you know one of the guys there used you. You glance around at everyone while they're talking and try to see if you can tell who's guilty, who glances away the fastest or has the hardest time maintaining eye contact. As you look around, the thought of each of them inside you runs through your head. You lock eyes with the guy you're interested in, the one who did it, but you can't tell. Ultimately, you decide there's no way to know for sure, but you secretly hope that whoever it was will be there again next weekend.
God, I’m obsessed with this fantasy of adopting a petgirl off the street.
She’s cold, hungry, and tired when I find her curled up in a dark spot. Lifting up her frail body I gently carry her back to my home. She wavers in and out of consciousness, not fully aware of what’s happening.
As the door swings open, she tenses, digging her hands into my shoulder. The warm air and inviting smell of food relaxes her, and she relents, pushing her face into my neck. Mostly to hide her embarrassment, knowing full well the exchange that is about to happen.
First bringing her to the bath, I strip her. She stays absolutely still, as if she doesn’t move I won’t perceive her. Her skinny body quivering to the slightest touch. Lifting her into the hot bath I scrub her, washing away the dirt of her previous life. A warm cloth wipes away the dried cum staining her thighs.
A towel dry, wrapped in a blanket, and she’s brought to the dinner table. Her eyes widen as I bring her a steaming bowl of freshly cooked food. Placing it under the table, she hesitates for a second before her hunger gets the better of her. She eats ferociously, occasionally pulling the blanket over her to hide her naked body.
After dinner, I bring her to the bed and lay her down. Instinctively she pushes her face into the pillow and lifts her hips up off the mattress, knowing it’ll be easier that way. What she’s expecting doesn’t come, I wrap my arms around her and stroke her hair. She calms down and falls into a deep sleep.
Waking up to the smell of warm food, she checks herself to see if she was used in the night. Still clean from the night before, she carefully wraps herself in the blanket again before venturing into the kitchen.
Peering into the kitchen she watches me cooking breakfast. Her eyes roam to underneath the table. Folded neatly, there lies a pair of fuzzy thigh high socks and an old hoodie. Smiling warmly at her, I unlock the door and hold it open. Silently, a choice is offered. The door closes again.
She eats her breakfast under the table, kneeling on her blanket. The hoodie barely covers her butt, her cute little pussy peeking out from her thigh gap. She eats quickly, finishing before me. Gently resting her head in my lap, I finish eating in silence.
Her eyes watch carefully as I wash up. I walk past her towards the bedroom. The petgirl bows her head and crawls on all fours behind me. As I enter the bedroom I take off my clothes and stand before her kneeling body. We wait in silence. Slowly, she raises her head slightly - a bright pink blush across her cheeks.
She opens her mouth and tastes me for the first time. Sucking dick is natural to her, quickly getting me hard. I reach my hands around her head and she tenses, scared for the facefucking that doesn’t come. After a few more minutes she relaxes and begins to roll her tongue all along the shaft of my cock. Her head still in my hands she sucks more excitedly. Without pushing, the pet starts to fuck her own throat. Excess spit runs down her chin, dripping onto her bare thighs.
I pick her up and toss her onto the bed. For a moment she is shocked, awakened from her blissful blowjob. She regains her composure, spreading her legs open wide. Her spit rolling down her thighs leading the way to her eager, wet slit. Overwhelmed by her own willingness, she turns her head away in shame while pulling herself open.
I lift her by her hips and push my cock all the way into her. Gripping tight around her body I fuck her firmly and steadily. A sharp departure from the gentle touch. Pounding deep into her cunt she moans and bucks, trying helplessly to push against my arms to at least slow down the pace. The pet starts to give in, her hands sliding down my arms, to her hips, to her clit. Her moans intensified as her resistance wanes. One hand makes tiny circles on her clit, the other lifts up the hoodie exposing her almost-flat chest. She grips and pinches her nipples, rapidly approaching climax.
Moments before her orgasm, I stop. My dick fully inside her, she gasps and locks her legs around me. Twisting and turning to try to get more movement, my grip on her thighs holds firm, denying her the satisfaction of finishing. A small whine escapes her lips as the chance to cum fades from her. Once it’s gone, I start to fuck her again. Not slow, not fast, but always deep and hard.
As her body starts to feel that warm rush building up in her again, her pleading eyes stare at my cock thrusting into her wet pussy. She needs to cum. She needs to cum so fucking bad. Terrified that I’ll stop again she lifts the hoodie off herself, showing off her small frame hoping to excite me into fucking her to completion. Close to cumming again, she silently begs for relief.
I hesitate, teasing her and letting her know I could give or deny her what she wants. Gasping, ragged breathing, her tension builds. I reach over to the nightstand, her anticipation mixed with confusion. I produce a simple collar, leather - stained with a red tint. Her breathing gets heavier as I brush it against her slim neck. All the while my weight sinks into her pelvis with the ongoing thrusts. Obediently, she turns her head to the side, exposing her neck.
A soft click of the collar and it fits tightly around her throat. My hands return to her hips and I begin to use her the way I like to - almost breaking her tight cunt with rough, fast fucking. I finally break our silence to dictate to my new pet:
“You’re mine. Do you understand? You’re mine. Look at me when I’m talking to you, bitch. You’re mine. Your pussy is mine, your body is mine, every piece of you belongs to me. Pay attention, you dumb slut, you’re my property now. I said look at me. You’re mine.”
Halfway through she completely loses control. She cums violently, eyes rolling back in her head. A damp patch appears on the bed underneath her ass. I’m impressed by how tight she gets, but I don’t slow down. Fucking her pussy while she melts into a ragdoll before me. Her hands helplessly wander over my arms and stomach, too weak to push me away before, now useless in her messy delirium.
I keep fucking my pet steadily, never taking my eyes off her crying, blushing face. My petgirl begins to build again; dancing between trying to squirm away and avoid an overstimulating orgasm, and pulling her knees up to her bouncing tits so my cock can be forced deeper into her hole. She speaks three words, her first to me: “Breed me, Daddy”.
My pet is cut of by her second orgasm brought on by her own filthy words. She is screaming and shaking and I can’t hold back anymore. Feeling her stretched out on me, gripping my dick firmly, I start to cum with her. Our primal moans mix together and I use her. I use her as a cum dump, flooding her with my semen.
I lay my head on the pillow and watch idly as she curls up at the foot of the bed. Dazed, one hand plays mindlessly with her pussy, looking at the cum laced between her fingers. Her other hand gently touches the collar on her neck. A dopey smile rests on her lips, a curious expression in her eyes. She lifts her hand to her mouth and softly licks my cum off her fingers, before they return to her used cunt to gather more as it leaks out of her. After a few times, she realizes I’m watching her. She blushes, looks away ashamed, and continues with her cleaning.
Within a week, she’s grown accustomed to her new lifestyle. She struts around the house wiggling her cute bum, asking for attention with her holes. Her regular meals under the table have done good for her and she’s gained some weight - in a healthy way. Her ass is more plump and she looks nourished. She’s proud of what her body can do, make me hard, make me cum, keep me warm at night.
There’s no more hesitation before she sucks my cock, or takes me inside her. She cums easily when lying alongside me, I hold her leg up so she can frantically rub her clit. But I think my pet looks happiest when she’s riding me, bouncing on my dick. She’s almost never without a pussy full of cum - she is a cum dump after all - but if not you can be sure there is some decorating her face or elsewhere on her always naked body.
A month in, I’ll be fucking her from behind. She’s on her knees, face smushed into the couch cushions. Light streaming through the living room window onto her tiny body. She’s so wet, and slippery with cum from an hour ago, that my cock slips out of her pussy. Instantly her hands shoot back and guide my dick back into her slutty hole. Hardly missing a stroke I continue to fuck her. My cum dump is such a mess it slips out again.
Her hands return to my cock, and my pet looks up from her pillow, back at me. She smiles brightly, rubbing the tip of my cock against her dripping cum dump. Her smile turns into a dumb grin, and she lifts the head of my dick just slightly higher. Pressing against the entrance to her ass, she wiggles her butt, eager to please. My cock starts to stretch her open. She pushes back against my still body, determined for anal sex.
It slides in. Just a third of it. She moans faintly and pulls forward, keeping my head inside of her. My pet catches old cum and lube drooling from her pussy and rubs it on my shaft before pressing her fuckable ass back into me. Maybe halfway in. She repeats this process, using the mess from her breeding hole as lube, fitting in another inch each time.
My pet finally reaches the base of her owner’s cock. Her plush bumcheeks touch my hips, and she starts to rock back and forth. She’s smiling, and starts to giggle as I fuck her anally. I grip onto her hips like our first time and use her freely. Rough, firm anal sex.
She lifts her body up, pressing her back against my chest. Her soft eyes gaze into mine as I fuck her tight bum harder. She pushes her face into my neck and whispers: “Yours, daddy. All yours.”
I want to make a pretty boy all submissive and desperate for me. I want to reach around and rub his t cock and stick my fingers in his pretty little cunt. I want to hear his cute moans and whimpers while I edge him. Seeing him all pathetic and desperate would be so fucking hot. I would fuck his pretty hole with my fingers and get him almost there only to pull them out and slap his cunt hard. I want to see his cock twitch. I want him to beg me to let him cum.
if I was yours, you'd never go another day doubting yourself. I'm serious. I'd empty your head of everything that you worry about, everything you doubt, every insecurity. a lot of people think that creatures like me don't have power, but we do. when I say I know what I'm good for, I also mean I know what I'm good at.
I'd make you feel like you deserve my worship. coming home, you're downtrodden, worn out from a day of work and the weight of the world, replaying every moment you were unsure of yourself in your head--but you deserve me. and you'd get me: on my knees as soon as you walk in, staring up at you with pure adoration, the center of my world.
and anything you do to me, I'd take with the fire of enlightenment in my eyes. hurt me? fine, I'm singing praises the whole time. overwhelm me? I'll thank you for it. your moments of awkwardness mean nothing to me; I just glow under your attention, whatever form it takes. my mouth is willing, my eyes are pleading, my body is yours. there is no confidence boost like coming home and putting me under your boot. you are at the top of the world every single day, knowing a creature like me sees you at your worst and thanks you for it.
I want someone to rub my t cock while being totally calm and collected where as I’m a wet, loud, trembling mess ready to cum at any moment. Be totally calm and talk me through my orgasm. I wanna be totally submissive to you. “How’s my baby boy’s cunt doing?” You’d ask me before taking your fingers out and slapping it to tease me.
“I-I-t-t’s so fucking good sir”
You’d then quickly shove your fingers back in and start moving them like your life depended on it.
“You love having your cunt played with? Don’t you? I would just nod my head, not being able to say anything cause im too fucked out to even form a sentence. “That’s a good boy, let it all out for me, that’s right, you’re going such a good job,”
